Nothing in nature was ever wasted, nor abandoned. And those this dingy sewer junction wasn't natural in any sense of the world, it had been the habitat for the previous ruler of New York's sewer systems, but now it had laid abandoned for a few weeks...and a new resident had begun to annex the forgotten kingdom. A certain girl would be unaware of that though, leading to a monstrous event.

Though Sylar hadn't been down here very much in the past few weeks, namely cause of his new career with Roach, if you could call it such. However tonight he had been using the tunnel ways to make his way back towards Roach's building complex. He had stopped by a few of his old lairs as well, picking up a few things as he moved. His being down here this night, coupled with Evelyn's choice to come looking for him was going to lead to some serious conflict. And this was mostly because the new resident down here was far more easily agitated than Sylar...and lacked even the boy's limited restraint.

Sylar was a few blocks from his old main lair, collecting some old clothes he liked, mostly some good shirts and a comfy hoodie. He'd not seen the reptilian creature that had replaced him as the top of the food chain, but the boy recognized some new scents while he was down here. "Weird, to feel home sick about this place. I really am a sewer monster." He said, smiling to himself alone in the dark. His smile was broken though, when he heard a sound in the distance. A scream? It wasn't from above ground, no it was from down here in the tunnels. What was anyone or anything doing down here, let alone a woman. Wait...that sound, the voice? It'd been some time, maybe even a month or so since he'd heard that voice, but he was pretty sure he knew who it was.

He turned to move towards that location, however while Sylar was responding to the event, another person had to experience it first. Clinging to the ceiling of Sylar's old junction sleeping was a large reptilian humanoid, a feral mutant who had to hide to survive. The creature had similar tastes to the previous lord of the sewers, taking up residence in his old stomping grounds just in time to catch a certain detective off guard. As the girl neared the lair, the creature would descend slowly from the ceiling, before dropping down to the ground with a splash as he hit the shallow water pooled in the room. A brutish creature, his skin was scaly and green, rippling with the muscles beneath that powered his rage. A face like some kind of crab monster, with nasty dreadlocks hanging from the back, flailing as it roared at her. All of this behind his raised pair of razor sharp claws.

And this monster would turning all of it's fury right at Evelyn as she stumbled into what was once a safe...sort of safe place.

Evelyn wasn't sure quite what sparked her trip to the sewers. Maybe it had been a number of things, if she really looked at it in hindsight. There had been an attack on the museum a while back in which paintings had come to life, and subsequently got destroyed when they tried to stop the attacker. The somewhat dark anger Evelyn felt reminded her of some of her more...feral, friends, and she found herself somewhat wanting their presence to help deal with the emotions she felt about that event. Then there were other chaotic events after that fact... A trip with her boyfriend to contact his ninja assassin mother that ended in a fight she did surprisingly well in, a convenience store heist that did go quite so well. Then an interesting encounter with a memory eraser. Combined, there were emotions she struggled to deal with, and the only person she thought might understand happened to live under the streets of New York.

At least, he had a while back...

Evelyn should have known something was wrong as soon as she stepped in the tunnels, but her thoughts were still buzzing with thoughts. Would Sylar even care about things like emotions, and morals, and all the dumb things she was wondering? Would he be mad at her for coming down her in the first place? It was dumb, but each fight she faced, she sort of missed her broodier, darker friend. Sylar was uniquely neutral in many ways, his more primal nature giving him an outsiders viewpoint on situations. She was a good guy, trying to help people, but then in fights she felt like there was something not so good lurking under the surface. Sylar would know how that felt, and she felt like maybe she could admit it more to him than maybe Mirror. Would Mirror freak out if he knew she considered killing someone? Maybe.. Sam might not, but she hadn't seem Sam in forever... the thoughts continued to swim as she fiddled with the tin-foil and the dish in hand.

It wasn't like she was unarmed this time: her sai were strapped back on her back, and she kept the lasagna she brought under one arm just in case. And she had a small lantern in the other hand: better light than a flashlight. This time, she felt ready in case something happened. Maybe he would at least listen while he ate? It was dumb... she was being dumb... If nothing else maybe she could at least hang out and keep him company right?

By the time the echoes noted the new presence, the giant dropped from the ceiling, and she let out a rather terrified scream as she scrambled backwards. The dish shattered against the ground as she yanked her sai free, barely catching one of his large claws with the weapon before it hit her face. The force still slammed her hand back into her shoulder, and she stumbled back into the wall struggling to take in what the creature was. Even in the lantern light, it was just a musclely blur, claws flashing as she rolled out of the way and took a swipe at a leg.

The metal clanged as if she hit a rock, and a claw flashed at her leg. She felt a sting but there was no time to assess the damage as teeth narrowly missed her head. Rolling away, bringing both sai into a block, the claw hit metal with a clang that send vibrations up her arm. This creature, whatever it was, was strong.

And it most certainly was not the sewer mutant she was hoping to find...

The Alien had begun it's assault, slashing and pummeling it's fist at Evelyn as she stumbled into it. It's claws caught on her defensive implement as it tried to murder the girl. The creature was growling, and hissing as it attacked her, and only one real word could be gleaned from it's garbled noises, "Meat!" It shouted as it pressed it's attack against the girl. Slashing claws, haymakers, smashing, the beast was indiscriminate as it tried to pummel Evelyn into submission. She was holding it back with her weapons, barely, as the creature finally broke flesh and released the scent of her blood into the air.

Meanwhile, down the tunnel speeding towards the fight was Sylar. The boy was clad in some new clothes, which would sadly get utterly destroyed in the coming events. That iron smell began to permeate the air, and his nose picked up on just a hint of it. That meant blood had just hit the air, time to book it. The boy pounded his limbs into the ground, reaching thirty miles per hour as he raced right towards Evelyn. The creature brought it's arms up, clasping it's fingers together into a hammer as it planned the smash her defenses. It's arms raised high into the air, the beast easily seven foot tall. However as it began to drop it's blow the boy screamed into the darkness. "Duck!"

Sylar sped right up till he was almost atop Evelyn before jumping forward, his claws propelling him forward by tearing the stone asunder beneath them, the boy's body flying above the girl's head and under the beast's arms, his body colliding with it and knocking it back into the junction. They both rolled onto the floor, the alien's growls against Sylar's hiss as they tumbled and tried to fight one another. Finally the creature grabbed the boy and tossed him off, Sylar flying back towards the tunnel, but missing it by a bit and smashing solidly into the stone, a rather loud thud echoing into the distance.

Sylar coughed up the air in his lungs, that had hurt. Whatever this other creature was, it was nearly as strong as Sylar, maybe even more so. He mumbled as he stood up from the blow. "Cavalry's...here..." He wheezed out before turning his attention back to the creature, who was itself standing again and glaring at Sylar and Evelyn. Hope you got a good seat, cause it was time for a monster fight.

Blood was never a good thing when you faced a predatory creature, and while Evelyn had a terrible sense of smell compared to these monsters, the echoes were aware of the injury by the change in behavior. Blood lust could be a very real thing, and the force that struck her sai threatened to bruise her skin as she was knocked backwards. The lantern light gave her an outline, a shape to fight against, and the echoes tried their best to build on that, find a weak spot, and opening, something. But as the arms raised, ready to smash down on her, the only salvation came with the yell through the darkness. She blindly obeyed, even as the echoes spoke up.

[Sylar]

Evelyn wasn't sure whether to feel relieved or worried as the boy slammed into the larger monster, and moments later when flying backwards into stone. A slight growl answered Sylar's cough. And the creature glanced from one prey to another. While Sylar was the stronger threat, Evelyn had blood running down her leg, the scent mingling with the air of the tunnels, drawing attention to the weakness. She shifted sideways, holding the weapons in front of her. Gradually, the teacher started to turn it's head. She didn't have time to greet Sylar or be grateful for the help as she stabbed at one of it's arms. The tip barely broke the skin, like a pin prick. The monster snarled and snapped at her temporarily glancing away from Sylar.

Sylar knew what it was like, to be controlled by your hunger. A predator hated a fight it could lose, better to finish off the weak and retreat with your meal. This new sewer monster was just like Sylar, only if the boy had caved into his desires long ago. It was a brute with little strategy beyond smashing Evelyn into a heap of meat to eat. Sylar had no intention of letting his friend perish...or did he like being ignored. "Don't ignore me monster!" Sylar lurched forward, clasping his claws together into a hammer fist as he bashed the creature's exposed mid drift.

The creature would regret ignoring Sylar, as the boy's hands connected with it's flesh, and like a pick up truck smashed into the creatures body and sent it rolling backward, toppling atop itself before splashing into the water in a heap. Sylar was smaller than the new creature, but his strength was far greater than he let on. Like a raging grizzly bear, or maybe bears all trapped in one boys body, he was a force of nature. He stepped forward, Evelyn behind him. If he was going to beat another monster, he had to let his out. This creature was just as strong as him, just as fierce. The question was, when the dust settled, would the monster standing still want to let Evelyn go? Sylar took a deep breath and let free his own roar, an alien hiss oozing with malice. The creature stood up, startled by Sylar's blow, and knowing it had to fight if it wanted the girl. Sylar spoke one sentence, his tone that of the boy beneath the armor.

"Don't die Sherlock." The words were simple and short, a sign that he still remembered Evelyn, and saw the girl as at least an acquaintance, if not a friend.

Sylar ran forward, his timing matching the other creature. They slammed into one another like two bears competing for a meal. The boy and the monster's claws met, grappling, trying to win a show of strength. They growled and hissed, neither able to overpower the other easily. Suddenly punches began to trade, the creature pummeling Sylar's smaller form as the boy lashed out with claws, cutting at the creatures belly, but barely making it past the outer flesh. Finally the creature struck Sylar across his face, staggering him.

"Crap..." The word escaped from his mouth as the creature followed up by grabbing him form and lifting him into the air, then slamming him into the floor with a bone crushing thud. The wind escaped Sylar's lungs for a moment, he'd always been the stronger opponent, meeting a creature that could match him had left him confused, and now he was feeling actual pain.

This was a fight they could lose, this was do or die. The boy lurched, trying to recover, while the creature having won the first skirmish turned to Evelyn again, stomping forward towards her ready to take another try at killing the girl.

When picking a battle field, the sewers wouldn't exactly be Evelyn's top choice. With cars rumbling on the street above, even this late at night, the wrong blow, the wrong hit could take out a support, send who knows what crashing down on them. She heard quotes about throwing rocks in glass houses, but this was the firs time she really got an idea of what that could mean. While she was trying to focus on the battle, her mind was also sending her information about their environment. Crack in the structural integrity, loose rocks, falling debris. Mentally she was tracking the destruction that could kill them all.

"Don't die Sherlock."

"Don't die either!" She hissed back, grabbing the lantern off the ground and moving farther down the tunnels. Her mind traced the cracks, finding a better place to take a stand in a junction up ahead. There was the flash of claws, the faint glimmer of alien blood from only the deepest wound, but it was nothing to the creature. Evelyn had felt Sylar's claws, seen what they could do. The fact they weren't damaging the monster more...

"Crap..."

Crap was right...

The monster turned, and Evelyn readied her weapon. In launched her way, and she somersaulted forward, slamming the sai up at the last second as the monsters belly passed over her. Metal struck one of the tears Sylar had created in the outer skin, and finally blood started to move more freely from the wound. The creature, however, was not happy with the turn of events, and as Evelyn scrambled to her feet, it's paw lashed out and the echoes chimed in warning. There was no time to move, no way to dodge as it hit her in the stomach and slammed her back into the wall. One claw caught her across the cheek, slicing her face cleanly from lip to temple. The other claws barely missed stabbing her as she was pinned against the wall, the smash echoes through the tunnels as bones collided with rock.

Jaws snapped, and Evelyn deflected the bite with the bladed weapon, sending the maw into the tunnel wall. The vibrations echoes through the tunnels and more rocks shook loose. [Structural integrity of walls failing.]

Sylar sat on his back for a moment, trying to catc his breath. This wasn't chasing down a girl, or beating up a few thugs, this was a real fight, a brawl between super powered monsters. He was still too restrained, too afraid of what he was. He was always afraid his inner monster would kill somebody who didn't deserve, and now not unleashing the monster would kill somebody he actually liked. No more, Roach told him to stop fighting it, to stop denying himself. Sylar thought all his tests and outings were just gimmicks, but in the end, Sylar needed to accept himself and use it, now!

Sylar stood up and turned, watching the monster attack Evelyn. She was a mutant too, but her body was human, she had no place in this fight. Let go, give in, be the Predator. Sylar roared loudly, a new sound like some starving beast tearing free of it's confines. He dashed forward and jumped onto the Alien's back, wrapping his arms around it's neck and grasping at it's shoulder, his feet tore into it's back, finding a hold within it's flesh. Then the boy bit down, deep into the creature's neck, the force behind his actions growing as bloodlust took over.

This time the monster howled in pain and backed away from Evelyn, it's claws distracted with trying to remove the sewer boy from it's back. Sylar's claws dug deep into it's shoulder flesh and back, fresh blood beginning to trickle around his claws. The warmth, the feeling, this was the hunt, this was a fight! The creature continued grasping and clawing at Sylar, trying to remove him before he could inflict more pain upon it. Finally the beast turned and ran backwards into a stone wall, slamming Sylar repeatedly into the shattering stone, finally loosening him from the alien as he got stuck into the stone.

He cursed under his breath, his voice turning more and more feral now, as the creature punched him repeatedly, trying to knock him out as he was trapped against the wall. Sylar could taste blood in his own mouth now, before he struck back, kicking the creature with both of his feet and sending it sprawling backwards as he freed himself from the brick. Dirt and debris were falling in small chunks both from the wall and the ceiling above but Sylar noticed none of it, all he saw was the enemy, the prey, and the need to kill drove him forward.

"I'll freaking murder you!" Sylar hissed as he ran forward, back into the breath and began to brawl with the creature once more. This fight was going to bring the entire junction down atop them at this rate, the old bricks already decepit, and now taking far more force than anyone expected them too.

Evelyn knew Sylar had a dangerous side, but watching as he let it out brought a new level of fear into her stomach, stronger than even the fear of being pinned by the new monster. There was something enraged and dangerous in his snarls and attacks, and it echoed in her memories with the voice that had chased her through the tunnels. Run... She couldn't run this time though. She had to fight. But she knew that scent of fear would be rising, painting a target on her in glowing neon light.

Evelyn could see the glimmers of blood as claws tore through the thick flesh, and then she was forced back into action as she fell, landing with a thud on her feet, making sure to keep a firm hold on her weapons. She lost a sai more than once in a fight, and this was not a time she could afford to make the same mistake. She flinched in empathy as Sylar was slammed into the wall, the echoes trying to track injuries, note weak points on both the monsters. She didn't want to have to fight Sylar, but once the monsters stopped brawling, there were no guarantees the victor would let her walk away.

Bricks started falling, raining into the water. Evelyn dodged them, fearfully watching as the cracks started to travel. Overhead, a car honked, and she heard the swerve of a vehicle on the road... This couldn't end well, but she didn't know how to stop the domino effect already moving forward.

The crab like creature swatted at Sylar as he ran forward, ducking his head down and using his shoulders and weight to slam into the smaller mutant. They crashed into another wall, and then the ceiling opened and more rocks started raining into the tunnels. Evelyn dodged most of them, but a few clipped her arms and head, creating dizzy flashes of memories in her vision. One of the monsters up ahead growled in pain, but she wasn't sure which. A claw snuffed out the lantern, but light was coming from the crack, dimly illuminating the tunnels.

The monster's exchanged blows, each hitting with all the subtlety of a speeding car, fits pounding into hardened flesh, muscle, and bone, trying to destroy the other predator and claim the spoils. However Sylar wasn't a slouch, and was just as ferocious as this mindless brute. Sylar could feel bruises forming on his skin, taste the blood escaping his mouth, and feel the uncomfortable pang of things inside his chest that were starting to break. Do or die he thought, keep doing, and this monster will die was all he could process.

The creature charged into Sylar, using it's larger weight and height to force him back, slamming into the wall. This sent a crack up towards the ceiling, finally giving way. Stones fell around them, each monster having to pause to deal with the sudden collapse of their arena. Sylar felt a shock of pain as a stone dropped right onto his tail, pinning it down to the ground. His balance and thoughts thrown off by the pain, the brute delivered another solid blow to the boy, putting him down to a knee. He spit up blood and glared at the alien, the creature covered in bleeding scratches, torn flesh, and smelling of rage.

Sylar didn't speak, but his mind flared with anger and rage as the stone put him in a losing position. He stood and took a ferocious pose, his claws held out and ready to brawl, but the creature knew he was trapped for the moment. It turned to lumber off towards Evelyn again, but as it walked, it picked up another large stone, what could only be it's version of a grin on it's face as it tossed the tone upwards and finished caving in more parts of the ceiling, heavy stones falling down around Sylar as he was trapped at the epicenter of the cave in. The boy tugged at his tail, unable to free it, before turning to try and life the large hunk of brick.

The creature focused on Evelyn, feeling sure it had felled the previous king of the sewers, the junction falling to pieces as light from above and pieces of the over world began to fall into Sylar's destroyed home.

The creature flexed it's muscles and took a deep breath. "I win. You lose." The creature murmered in broken English as it picked up some speed and charged towards Evelyn for the next round.

[Sylar: tail, trapped.] The echoes announced in their broken thought pattern. Evelyn's grip tightened on the sai as she watched Sylar try to free himself, and then the rock crashed into the ceiling and the rest of the rocks came raining down. Diving out of the path of debris, she coughed as dirt and water mixed in the air. Her lungs burned, as did her body, and she wouldn't be surprised if she made it out of here then died of some illness from the contaminated water. As the falling stilled, and the monster turned, Evelyn heard it's victory announcement, and readied her weapon. She could still hear Sylar moving, and that was the only thing that kept her from panicking.

The beast charged, she swung, and the sai buried itself hilt deep in the monsters neck. It's roar of rage took a pained gurgle, but any thought of victory vanished as a claw slammed her into the ground, and there was a very distinct crack as something in her shoulder snapped. The claws dug into her arm and back as she tried to crawl away, and someone was screaming. It took her a moment to realize it was her. Blood mingled with sewer water, the beast roared in victory.

Then there was frantic honking and a car came crashing into the sewers through the hole in the ceiling, colliding with the monster as flames sparked from the hood. Evelyn covered her head with her hands as metal crunched and someone yelled from inside the car. The sewer was too crowded suddenly, too much happening. Someone was still yelling, and this time she wasn't sure who it was.

Sylar continued tugging at his tail, feeling the pain as he tried to free it from beneath the rock. If he kept this up, he'd tear his own tail off, he had to move the rock. He tried lifting the heavy stone, and struggled. It wasn't just the stone, but the other bits of debris as well, he had to really lift. He strained and the rock budged, finally lifting for him to pull his tail free, though it throbbed intensely with pain. As the rock he was lifting dropped, others fell atop him, trapping him beneath a pile of stone.

He was losing...seriously? How could he lose in his own home? How could he die here, and let some other creature make him look weak? No more! This ends now! He told himself deep in his gut, and the monster seemed to agree. Sylar roared as he lifted upward, stone and brick flying off his body as he freed himself. He turned and saw the source of the chaos, the ceiling of his old home had given, and a car had even made it down here, trapping the beast as it tried to pry itself free as Sylar had just done. Sylar turned and began walking towards the creature, and possibly Evelyn. He could smell her, the blood and sweat upon her flesh, she was hurting too.

His stomach started to rouse, as if the injury of his friend meant it was time to cut the loss and eat her. No...not yet, focus the hunger into violence, hurt that guy, save her, come on Sylar you weren't mindless. He grit his teeth, feeling more blood escape past his fangs, his own. He could win this still, channel it all into that creature and nothing could stand before Sylar. He wasn't just a sewer monster, he was the alpha predator, the Boogeyman. He was the top of the food chain!

Sylar jumped, his battered and bruised body groaning as he gave it further command. Landing atop the car's hood, flames and sparks around him, his vision was clouded, but he could still focus on one shape, that of his opponent. The Predator glared down toward the Alien. "I told you...Don't...IGNORE...ME!" Sylar howled as he began clawing at the creature's face, his razor tipped fingers rending the creature's face into a mess, blood gushing forward as it rallied the last of it's power to thrust it's claws forward, freeing itself from the car as the vehicle and it's trapped inhabitant were flipped aside, Sylar trying to jump off, but hitting the ground with a poorly coordinated roll.

The creature grasped it's own face, groaning in pain from the fresh gashes given to it. Sylar stood, his knees buckling as he was running on rage and fumes of energy. Sylar could hear the muffled groans and yells of the human trapped inside the car, smell the pain and injury fresh on Evelyn's body. But his blind eyes saw only one shape, the form of this creature as he murdered it. Sylar forced his body to move once more as he moved forward and tackled the brute once more, knocking it down and sitting atop it. He was going to tear this creature to bits, piece by piece. Beat it to death, and then eat it's heart! This was his home, his lair, and he'd give it to no man! The Predator lost to no one!

The scent of gasoline was heavy in the air around Evelyn from her trapped position. As sparks and flames flickered from the hood, she stared up and tried to stay calm. Cars honked and screen where the street was broken, and people looked down then moved away in fear. Sylar looked just as monstrous as his opponent, and Evelyn? Evelyn looked less like an the x-trainee who was defending herself moments before, and more like the helpless girl who wandered down here the first time. Pain flowed like the blood from her arm, the bones sending stabs of pain through her as she tried to get the echoes to work. Sylar's roar filled the air and she looked up as he started tearing into the monsters face. The car went flying tossed aside, and the weight left Evelyn as she staggered away, holding onto the one sai she still had. Sylar was enraged as he continued his attack, and Evelyn did the only thing she could think of. She hobbled over to the car, and yanked the door open.

"Ladder out of here is down that tunnel, take a left, climb the ladder to the manhole, quick!" She yelled and the man and woman inside. The woman quickly crawled out, but the driver's seatbelt was stuck. With a few stabs of her weapon Evelyn managed to break the fabric and get him free. By then the rage filled roars were far too loud. "RUN" She yelled, and the man took off towards the exit. The movement jolted more debris, and the car continued to spark. If fire hit the gasline... Who knows what could happen.

She glanced back at Sylar with concern. "Sylar, Sylar leave! The car...the cars on fire, if it explodes down here..." She staggered into the wall of the tunnel, trying to focus. Something glittered in the water and she quickly retrieved her other sai. The ferocity of Sylar's attack was starting to overwhelm the intruder. Combined with the injuries from the car, and blood loss, it was clear his goals were escape, not attack at this point.

As pain and exhaustion set in, Sylar's tunnel vision failed to dissipate, his focus entirely on the creature beneath him. He could sense it's exhaustion, smell the blood trickling from various wounds, smell the lethargy on it's breath. It couldn't hold out much longer before it's strength failed, and it's strength had to fail before his. Sylar failed to care about that car, or the people inside, his heart too clouded for mercy. But Evelyn managed to save them, and called out to the boy trying to save him. Normally he'd easily be able to see the heat of fire and smell the gasoline in the air, but all he could do was raise his arms as he prepared to pummel the alien's head in, and turn it to mush.

She called his name into the chaos, again and again. She was warning him, that if he stayed here to kill this monster, he could die as well. Sylar froze for a moment, holding his fists in the air, feeling the pain as he clenched too tightly, his own claws digging into the flesh. Sylar moved from the downed creature and turned to look in the direction Evelyn was calling from. He could barely see her, the fiery haze of the car before him made it hard to focus. He couldn't make it to her past that car before it blew, he had to move to the other end of the room, double back through the tunnels and meet up with her. "I'll meet up with you!" He called loudly, his words barely understandable as he began to hobble away from the wreckage, going towards the other end of the destroyed junction.

Sylar didn't quite make it out of the room though as time seemed to stop for a moment. He could sense the explosion before it happened, and knew he wasn't going to get away unscathed. He brought his hands up to shield his face as time began to move again, after an Earth shattering kaboom! The car popped like a grenade, sending shrapnel and heat through out the room, the force hit Sylar square in the back and propelled him forward a few feet, smashing into the ground but landing in the opposing tunnel. His ears rang, his vision blurred, and his entire body felt like it was about to fall apart, but he wasn't dead.

Sylar was out of the picture, and the room was beyond all salvage as the rest of the ceiling began to cave in, everything turning into a flaming pile of rubble. Though Sylar wasn't dead, he was out of sight, his body laying on the ground in the other tunnel, while the other creature began to stir.

The alien rose from the ground, it's flesh burned and battered, the wounds on it's body sealed shut by the heat of the explosion. It stumbled forward towards Evelyn, barely able to maintain consciousness, but still intent to hurt someone, something before it passed from this world to the next.

The flames got higher, and Evelyn could feel the heat as she called out to Sylar. On the other side of the tunnels she could hear him call back finally, promising he'd meet up with her. It would have to be enough, and it was human enough for comfort. She could hear the flames travel, licking the body of the car in a hungry way, and the smell of gasoline was too potent. She waited too long, there wasn't enough time to run... She took off anyway, echoes leading her blindly towards the exit.

She was turning a corner as the explosion went off and sent her into the wall. The heat rushed through the sewers, but at least the flames didn't reach this far. The flow of the sound, however, was deafening, and Evelyn whimpered in pain as the force sparked her playbacks. Memories rushed through her dizzy mind, and she slumped back against the wall, struggling to process what was happening. Reality crashed into the past, and she couldn't see the monster stumbling towards her. The air was suffocating, the flames crackling, sirens wailing at the surface. In her memories she could hear the growl though. That growl sounded too close...

Sylar stirred from the ground, standing and trying to regain his composure. His body hurt more than it had ever before, he could feel the stress and injury all the way down to his bones. This would take days, maybe weeks to totally recover from. But he didn't have time to rest just yet, had to get away, had to make sure Evelyn had survived. He turned to what had once been his home, the entire structure was in ruins, the ceiling had caved in and rubble littered the area. The exploding vehicle had caught multiple areas on fire, and the heat and misery in the are was palpable. He felt the armored flesh on his body begin to crack, for whatever reason his flesh really disliked fire. He was risking serious possibly permanent injury if he stayed here much longer.

However his senses told him what he wanted to hear the least...it wasn't done yet, the winner hadn't been decided. He could just barely smell it, the smell of fire and destruction was nauseating, filling his nose with almost no room for anything else, but that putrid reptilian scent still lingered. He had to finish it, he had to kill it. Sylar stumbled forward, climbing back over the rubble and into the hell zone that had replaced his home. His flesh screamed as the heat washed over him again, his armor cracking again as the flesh beneath began to feel the pain of injury. As long as he didn't catch on fire he could make it!

The creature meanwhile lurched forward at about the same pace. It's body was beaten, bruised, and burned but it still drew breath. It followed after Evelyn into the tunnel, barely able to stand let alone fight. It's tortured growl echoed into the still standing tunnel. It looked down at Evelyn, trying to muster what anger and fury it had left into a blow to strike the girl.

It's claws reached forward to grab at her, and the beast mumbled. "Me...kill...you!" In garbled English before a flash of action ended the fight finally. Sylar had used his last bit of energy, his last breath to reach them, his flesh crispy and dry, his armor cracked and bleeding, his blood boiled, but he had made it through. The alien's chest ruptured as the bladed spine of Sylar's tail erupted through his chest, like some kind of alien parasite freed from it's prison. Blood splattered out, spraying over the stone and Evenlyn sadly. The creature wheezed out it's last conscious breath as it fell to it's knees and clasped at it's chest before falling forward to reveal Sylar, the Boogeyman standing victorious but at great cost.

"Case closed." The boy mumbled before falling flat on his face from exhaustion and pain.