Continuation of Lyle's POV:
Silas weakly got up, a blank look in his eyes as he slowly shuffled towards the desk and then opened the drawer inside, pulling out our father's will then sat it down on the desk. "Lyle," he mumbled, waving me over to read it over with him. "Let's... let's get this over," he whispered, looking broken inside. I looked towards him and shook my head. I looked towards him and slowly got to my feet, starting for the door. There's no way I'll be in the same room as him while he reads it. "Lyle," he whimpered out, looking towards me. "Please, Lyle.... We need to do this. Dad told us to," he said and started to cry. "I can't do this without you. Please, you're my brother Lyle." I sniffled and walked back, sitting down in front of the desk and hid in the comfort of my cloak. He looked towards me and then wiped at his tears as he quickly start
Continuation of Lyle's POV:I heard a shriek in the middle of the night from on the other side of the castle, sounding like one of the maids. My eyes opened and I was in bed, the bed I shared with Silas. Was it a dream? No it was too real for it not to be a dream. I really did get attacked by the servants and my blood altered. There really was a scream that woke me up from my nap. I got to my feet quickly and looked around then started for where I heard the shriek. What if it was the Nero family coming for the others!? I finally found a maid pinned up against the wall by a shadowy figure, the smell of her blood heavy in the air like she was being drained. Monster! I tackled the shadowed figure quickly to save the maid, pinning the figure on the ground. I heard a sudden familiar growl but it was more vicious than what I've heard from him before. Silas glared up a
Ten years later... (Picking back up from what happened in Chapter Sixty One.) Lyle's POV: I fluttered my eyes open as my head pounded. There was a sharp pain in the back of my head. What happened? Did I lose consciousness? I was leaned up against a wall, my legs about to give out from under me, straining to keep me up. I felt a little panicked as I looked around the room, finding a pile of ashes on the ground. Milo! Where's Milo? I caught my brother Sylar running into the room with a gun in his hands and ran up to me. His breathing was heavy. "Lyle! Are you okay?" "Where's Milo?" I asked quickly. His eyes flicked before mine could. I looked around, spotting a hole in the wall leading to the outside. Milo! I caught my balance quickly and starte
Continuation of Lyle's POV: I woke up to the sound of the door opening and quietly shutting. The heels of a maid clicked on the floor as she walked towards the bathroom, making Milo stir beside me. He sat up a little, groaning a little tiredly as he was woken up by it. I opened my eyes slowly and watched Milo carefully. He seemed to be watching her from beside me, keeping the covers around him as she walked into the bathroom and collected his clothes. She walked out and then paused as she saw Milo watching her then smiled. "I see you're awake master Milo," she said sweetly to him then walked up to the bed and sat down another bottle of blood, clearing away the two empty ones. "Master Lyle asked for me to bring you more blood before dawn. I hope you find it to your likes." She smiled and I felt Milo relax beside me before he purred at her.
Continuation of Sylar's POV:I walked into his bathroom and shut the door, locking it then looked around for a window or a air vent I can climb into. I spotted a window just big enough for me to crawl out of that overlooked the garden below. The curtains were drawn though, hiding the sun the best it could. I opened the curtains then the window, looking down at the garden the best I could. I could try to climb down carefully... or fall.... I think I'll be okay if I fall... I just had blood.I heard a lawn mower outside and saw a butler cutting the grass outside while another pruned the bushes and another pulled up weeds in the flower beds. Why are they so active? Don't they ever sleep! I can't go out this way... if I fall they'll reach me before I can recover. I saw a small air vent in the ceiling towards his closet. It'd be a tight fit.
Continuation of Sylar's POV: I felt someone gently shaking me before someone crawled up next to me, letting out a soft whine. "It's dusk.... I think my alpha is looking for me.... Come on, please? Let's get you back before master Lyle can't find you. I don't want to be caught being apart of this... even though I smell like you now.... Please?" I rubbed my hand up his body and gripped his hair tightly before wrapping my arms around his neck, expecting him to carry me again. He whined but carried me, picking me up as he took me towards the door and out of it. "Hey lady! We're going!" "You don't have to call me lady, my name is Amelia and I've arranged for a swift transportation for us." I spotted her slipping on a coat. The crow landed on her shoulder and cawed. She knocked him off quickly. "You're staying here this tim
Lyle's POV: I walked down the hall way in utter confusion. I swore I heard and saw Silas.... Sylar didn't even seem to notice him there. Am I really missing him that much? I heard Milo shriek in my study and heard him run out of it quickly, tripping. I frowned. "Milo?" I asked with concern. "What's the matter?" He looked up towards me in fear. "L-Lyle? Is the castle haunted?" He asked me quickly, trembling. "There were papers going everywhere!" "No? The castle's not haunted...." I started for my study doors. Is it a vampire playing a prank? When I walked inside, there were papers and letters all over the floors, my books scattered everywhere. My desk had been completely cleared off except for a single silver rose. I walked into the study and up to the desk then pick
Continuation of Sylar's POV: I walked up to the crystal and carefully picked it up. I walked up to my nightstand and pulled out a knife from inside then walked over to my bathroom. I went inside and placed his crystal in my tub then slit my wrist and held my wound over his stone, waiting for him to come back to me. His crystal pulsed and started to form his body for me, bringing him back. When he was fully formed, he slowly opened his eyes then yelped and threw his hand up to his throat and groaned as he curled in pain, his fangs exposing in hunger. I blushed and gave him my wrist. "Here, I don't mind..." I told him sweetly. He looked towards it and then licked it, a small moan escaping his lips before he gently bit in, his fangs piercing my flesh. He rubbed my arm comfortingly and closed his eyes in pleasure as he drank from me. I co
Continuation of Sylar's POV: I woke up to Silas stirring under me as the sun went down. He groaned slightly and slipped me off him. I groaned and reached out for him. "Why?" I asked. He blinked and then looked towards me in slight confusion before he blushed. I looked towards him, rubbing my eyes with my other hand. "Why are you leaving me?" "I... wasn't," he whispered and then moved closer to me, wrapping me up in his arms then kissed my cheek. "It was just an instinctual reaction. I'm not used to someone sleeping on top of me...." I nodded and gave him a loving look. He smiled at me and then ran his fingers through my hair. "So... what do you want to do tonight?" I shrugged and heard my phone going off on the night stand. I reached out and answered my phone, putting it on speaker.