Sorry for all the long waits, I'm currently very busy between school, my thesis, a company I'm starting here in Mexico and trying to have at least a little social life, but here is the next chapter and I'll try to update soon.

Also, the little boy "Franklin Fuentes" Is an original character, some one who's gonna be important for the story further on, he isn't from any show, movie, etc.

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"This is the house" Sam Axe said as he, Michael and Fiona parked across the street.

"Yeah, and it looks like we're not the only ones looking to do some research" Fi added when they saw a black Impala parked in front of the house and the light of a flashlight shine through the window.

Inside, Sam and Ruby were examining the living room where the parents had been killed while Tom looked through the kitchen.

"Bloodstains on the carpet" Ruby pointed at the place on the floor, "one of the parents must have been killed over by this wall"

"There are also stains here on the table"

Suddenly they heard the floor creak, Ruby turned around just in time to see Fiona's fist right before it hit her.

"I got this one Fi" Sam Axe said as he tackled Sam Winchester on to the floor.

Michael Weston entered the room through the kitchen accompanied by Tom, "Sam"

"Yeah?" both answered as they struggled to keep one another down.

"You can stop now" Michael placed a picture of the boy on the table, "Looks like we're all after the same thing"

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Sam, Tom and Ruby stood on one side of the table while Michael, Sam Axe and Fiona stood on the other. "Why are you looking for this kid?" Michael asked.

"Just being good Samaritans" Ruby answered coldly.

"With handguns and knives?" Fi added.

"How about you?" Sam asked, "Why are you here?"

"Same" Fi answered just as coldly as Ruby had.

"This is getting us nowhere" Michael walked to one side of the table, placing himself between the two groups, "We're obviously on the same side, so we might as well help each other find the kid"

"I don't…"

"Agreed!" Sam interrupted Ruby.

"Ok, so what do we know?"

After a few minutes of recapping what they had found the group concluded that whoever attacked the place was after the boy exclusively, the parents had been killed just so they wouldn't interfere.

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It wasn't until the next morning that the group found their next lead. They were all sitting in Michael's apartment examining the newspaper clippings and photographs they had taken of the crime scene when Sam Axe received a phone call.

"Michael, that was one of my cop friends, apparently the day of the kidnapping, a neighbor reported his car was stolen"

"So the kidnapper didn't premeditate the attack, he found the kid and decided to improvise. He killed the parents, took the boy and hotwired one of the neighbor's car"

"Yeah" Sam Axe nodded, "Well it turns out the police found the stolen car this morning"

"So?" Ruby asked, "How's that helpful?"

"It isn't" Sam Axe answered, "But check this out, the tank was full"

"So what?" Tom looked puzzled.

"Why would someone fill the tank of a car they're going to abandon?" Michael asked.

"They wouldn't" Sam replied, "Whoever was driving wasn't planning on abandoning the car, something happened, something forced him to leave the car"

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Sam knelt down to examine the muddy tracks where the car had once stood before the police towed it away, "ground's muddy, didn't the police find any footsteps?"

"Anyone can cover tracks on the ground" Michael said as he walked into the tropical jungle, "What's really hard" he said as he held onto the broken branch of a bush, "Is covering your way through a forest while carrying a child"

Michael continued to track the path the kidnapper had taken while the rest of the group followed, "So what's the plan once we find them?" Tom asked Sam quietly so the other's wouldn't hear.

"Depends" Sam whispered back, "If it's a regular kidnapping, we'll let them handle it their way, but if it's supernatural…"

"Looks like we found the place" Michael stopped behind some bushes and ducked, the six of them stared into at a cabin in the middle of the swampy jungle.

"Looks small, can't be more than four men there at most" Sam Axe said as he took out his gun.

"I say we go in shooting" Ruby said happily.

"Looks like great minds think alike" Fi added.

"We can't risk hurting the boy" Michael stopped them, "What we need is a distraction, get them to concentrate on one location while the others enter from behind and take the boy. Fi do you have any C4?"

Fi looked at him as if he'd just made a stupid question, "Don't I always?" She knelt down and opened her back pack and began withdrawing explosives.

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Inside the cabin a little boy was huddled behind a bed crying, "It's ok" a tall man walked into the room, "Uncle Sylar isn't gonna hurt you" he smiled as he approached the boy, slowly he raised his hand just as he was about to touch the little boy's forehead he was shocked and forced to step back, "Damn that force field!" he shouted as he raised his hand towards the boy, causing a light blue light to appear all over the boy's skin, "I'm gonna find a way through!" he shouted "You'll see, I'll…"

Suddenly there was a loud explosion, Sylar quickly ran to the front of the cabin, there was fire in just beyond the tree line. Quickly he ran back to the boy only to find a tall dark haired man standing next to him, "You just made a big mistake"

"No" Sam answered, "You did" he raised his gun and shot Sylar three times in the chest.

Calmly Sylar opened his shirt and revealed the healing wounds, "I don't die that easily" he laughed.

Suddenly his eyes widened and he knelt down revealing Ruby behind him, "Yeah you do" she added as she pulled her knife out of his back, "Come on, let's take the boy and leave"

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The group arrived at Michael's apartment with the boy late at night, "We'll keep him here for the night and tomorrow we'll take him to the police"

"That won't be necessary" Angela Petrelli said as they entered.

"Aunti Angie!" The boy ran to her and hugged her.

"You're his aunt?" Michael asked surprised

"A friend of the family" she answered, "I was the one who told them to go into hiding"

"Thank you, we'll be leaving now" she said as she walked to the door, "The information you need we'll arrive tomorrow" Angela told Michael as she walked past him, "Along with a special payment"

The elderly woman continued towards the door and stepped in front of Tom, "For a second I thought you were Dean" she whisper then left.

Leaving all of them puzzled, "Well, it was nice to meet you" Sam shook Michael's hand, "But we have to go too"

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Sylar woke up coughing blood and gasping for air, he was still inside the old cabin in the middle of the jungle, slowly he begun to stand up when he saw a red flash and heard thousands of screams and howls of pain. He opened his eyes again and he was still in the cabin and silence ruled the night.

"Terrifying isn't it?"

Sylar turned around to find an old man standing by the door, suddenly there was another bright flash, his whole body fell in pain and he covered his ear to try and muffle the screams, "What…what are you doing to me?"

"Me?" The man chuckled, "I'm not doing anything, what you're experiencing… well it's nothing but memories"

"I…I don't remember ever living through anything like this"

"Who said anything about living?" The man said calmly as he sat down on the bed.

"What are you talking about?"

"You died remember?"

Sylar got a flashback of Ruby stabbing him in the back, he quickly placed his hand and felt the scar on his back, "No, I can't die"

"Apparently, you can" the old man died, "But I brought you back"

"Back?"

"From Hell" the man answered calmly, "I gave you new life, and in exchange, you'll serve me"

"Never, who do you think you are?" Sylar raised his hand at the old man but nothing happened.

"I am Lucifer!" The man stood up and the walls trembled as his voice echoed through the house, suddenly Sylar fell to his knees in pain, "With just a thought I can make you feel unimaginable pain, with just one thought I can return you to hell" The old man smiled, "Now you will do as I say, vow to me and Promise me your servitude"

"I…" Sylar fought against the pain, but the more he fought the more he suffered, "I…promise" he whispered with his last breath as the pain died down.

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