A/N: hi guys, i know i haven't updated in a while so here's a giant ass chapter that explains how Sylar met the group of devils, this is basically a giant ass flash back to Deja-Mother-Fucking-Vu where Sylar said he would explain when they got back to TCHQ. Also this chapter is over 17000 words long (or atleast all the parts combined are) so i suggest you get comfortable, maybe lay down or get a giant bowl of popcorn because ya'll gonna be here a while.
2016
TCHQ
Everyone in TC was sitting at a table in the meeting room while the small group of 9 devils stood behind me.
S: alright obviously i've got some explaining to do.
D: yeah no shit.
V: ~slaps Deadlox on the head~
D: you wanna fight?
V: i would love to kill you right now.
i slam my fists into the table snapping it which makes everyone jump and look towards me.
S: Ladies and Gentleman whould you kindly SHUT THE FUCK UP!!!!!!
Vixy and Deadlox sat back down in their chairs as Seto fixed the table with his magic.
S: ok, now then.
2010 may 28th
17:00
Federation Territory, Brazil, South America
Sylar "Rax" End Lox
Undercover as Silver L Walker a Weapons Mechanic.
~Silver's Workshop~
A man in his late 20's walked into my workshop at around 1700 hours, his name is jack.
J: hey silver.
S: hey jack what brings you here?
J: my ameli wont fire again it keeps jamming and then when i go to fix it the cocking mechanism snaps.
S: wow, i'd hate to be put on the field with that.
J: i know its like they're trying to kill us.
S: here let me see it.
He hand me the LMG and he isn't lying when he said the cocking mechanism was snapped. I decided to pull it appart and replace the whole mechanism instead of fixing it.
S: try it over there.
I point to a gun range i had set up.
J: thanks.
As jack is walking over to the range i hear the voice of Gabriel Rorke on the PE in my workshop.
G: Silver i need you in my room, i need to talk to you.
J: you go, i'll tell you if anything else happenes to my Ameli.
S: alright i'll se you later.
I hear a heavy sigh from jack
J: you always do.
I take my work gloves off and take my brown work vest off and place them down on my workbech as i walk over to a closet i have and take a Red shirt and a Silver sleeveless jacket and put them on, i then take my work pants off and replace them with a pair of silver dress pants as i walk towards the door and head towards Rorke's room.
~time skip~
I reach Rorke's office and i walk into his room. I sat down at the centre table as the TV on the far wall turned on showing Rorke sitting at a desk.
R: morning Silver.
S: good morning Gabriel-Sempai.
R: Silver please, drop the sempai.
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