Noble grinned happily when the shorter boy took his hand in his, and led the way to the bedroom. It couldn't hurt to lay with the boy until he was asleep, and so Noble obliged, sliding in next to him. Once Sylar had covered up, and snuggled down, he was out within minutes. The vampire stayed a little while longer, stroking Sylar's hair gently.

Eventually, he forced himself out of the bed. He wanted to take a few clothes, but he didn't want to be leave Sylar lacking, plus it was best if the boy just forgot all of this. Hopefully, when Noble was gone, and Sylar healed, it wouldn't be hard for the male to forget. He left his key on the table, and opened the door, locking it from the inside before tugging it shut. He hesitated outside of the door for a few moments, before turning away, jogging down the steps.

Sylar slept through most of the night and into the early morning when he woke with a start. Glancing around his room he could tell that the other was not in the room with him. The other truly had kept to his promise and disappeared from his life. Shivering a little bit, since the room was cold not to mention that he was lonely he clambered out of his bed and went into the kitchen. Sylar was one of those people that if they were awoken were not able to go back to sleep. Making himself a pot of coffee he went into the family room like area, turned the T.V on and began flipping around the various channels. After what had to have been like 2-3 hours he got up washed his cup. He glanced at the table and noticed that there was something shiny there. It was the key that he had given Noble so that he could get in and out of the house if he wasn't home. Picking it up, it shined in the morning light, as if taunting him, telling him that the other was truly gone. Getting frustrated he threw the key across the room where it landed on the carpet with a dull thud. He was by far depressed. Going back into his room, he drew the curtains so that he couldn't see the sun, and then got back into his bed.

(Okay, finally gotten my thoughts together a bit on this roleplay. Would you mind if I time skipped a few weeks ahead?)

((Ya, that's totally fine. I am glad you thought of that. It would have to be done eventually)).

( :) Thanks! )

Day after day passed far too quickly. Noble spent his days in a drunken haze. After the warning from Darius, it was clear the vampire couldn't find the prince of this city. To do so may put Sylar in danger again. But, he was also an illegally made vampire, so he couldn't exactly integrate his way into vampire society. So he simply tried to drown out Sylar's face. He'd liked him for so long, and when he finally had a chance to be with him, Darius ruined that too.

To top it all off, his vampirism was taking a bigger toll on the male. His skin and eyes were becoming more and more sensitive, and it was getting harder to find a safe place to stay during the daytime. For the past few days, he hadn't slept, simply going from store to store for a reprieve from the sun. He had had a short two hour nap, before the attendants found him in the changing room, slumped on the floor.

And Sylar still wouldn't leave his thoughts. He kept seeing him bruised and hurting. He should have stayed away. This should have been him weeks ago. Noble growled softly, before wiggling his glass at the bartender. The male grinned at him, before turning to a gagged female behind him. There were very few cuts on her, since she was new to the bar. The male sliced her skin with a finger nail, holding the glass until it was full. He licked her cut, while her eyes bulged and she wiggled in her kneeling position, bound to the wall. Finally, the male turned back around, handing the red liquid to Noble. The vampire watched. Her gag was a large 'o', holding her mouth open and not allowing her to close it. There was also a tiny plug holding her nose shut, forcing her to breath through her open mouth. As he viewed her, the bartender opened a small bottle of vodka, shoving the tiny opening into the gag and tipping the bottle. liquid poured into her mouth. She sputtered and wiggled again, though the bonds around her forehead kept her face tipped up, not allowing her to spit out the liquid. In order to breath, she had to swallow. Eventually, she did so, spilling a bit from her mouth. The bartender forced the whole bottle down her throat before turning away, making sure her alcohol level would be high enough for the vampires to get a nice buzz from her.

Sylar went through the normal routines of his mundane day. He had fallen into a routine. Breakfast, class, lunch, class, work, and then dinner. It was the same thing everyday. He was too proud to admit at times, but he truly missed the other male. Sure, the other was a vampire, and sure the other had fed off of him. Which wasn't all that unpleasant, it had actually felt quite good. He needed to respect the other's wishes though and forget him, but the more he tried to forget the more he focused on the other male.

It had started about two days ago. Sylar had been walking down the street and from the other side of the street he could have sworn that he saw Noble. He saw him everywhere. At school, at his work, and even at the mall, when he went there on occasion. Maybe it was better if the two of them had never met at all because then it would have never hurt when they had parted ways. Sylar knew why the other had done it. It was obvious. Noble had left him to protect him. He was trying to think of who had made Noble. Sylar was pretty sure that he had heard the name once before, but his memory of that time was a blur because of the events of the days with Noble. Noble had left to protect him, but did that really guarantee that he would be safe? Maybe it had been safer when Noble was there, because at least he would be there to protect him when he could, and they could have worked something out.

Noble continued to devour his drinks greedily. If he was being honest with himself, most of the time, he refilled his glass just to hear the girl's terrified moans and watch her eyes pop. Maybe he had changed more than he knew, liking her pain.

(Should I play the kidnappers?)

((I think so considering it would be kind of odd doing a call and response with me playing the kidnappers as well))

"Here is your order sir," said Sylar as he gave the man his espresso with extra foam and his choco-chunk cookie. Letting out a sigh he glanced at the clock. He had taken an extra shift since classes had been canceled for the day because his teacher was ill. Sometimes having the same teacher for multiple classes was a good thing, and this time was no different. He needed something to take his mind off of Noble, because it was still wandering into that realm."Sylar,"said his boss. Sylar looked up and came over to his boss. "Yes?" asked Sylar as he glanced at the other male." Something seems a bit off about you today. Where is your smile? Did your girlfriend dump you or something?" Sylar coughed at that comment. "If only it were that easy," replied Sylar with a laugh. He did break out into a smile then. "Don't worry. If I need to talk I know how to contact you."


They exchanged a few more words before the manager told him to call it a night. He had already been there for about 10 hours, and he figured that the other male would be tired. Besides, it was getting dark anyways. Sylar, even though he didn't like to admit it, was afraid to walk alone in the dark. He had changed all of his night shifts to that of late afternoon early evening shifts because of it.

Outside the shop, hidden in the shadows, was a form that had attacked the male a few weeks ago. It was another vampire, though this one looked as if he belonged at a nightclub, working as a bouncer. He waited patiently for his target inside to emerge.

Noble continued down his path, eventually falling asleep at the bar. The bartender glanced at him, though he let him be. The boy paid for his drinks, and it seemed like he had a lot on his mind. May as well let him get a few hours sleep.

Sylar made his way down the street rather quickly. He didn't like being out alone at night. It didn't even matter if there were people around. However, there weren't that many people. It was a Thursday night so it wasn't that popular a night do things. Not like a Friday or a Saturday. He glanced as he saw the various lamps and street lights turn on their hum filled the air as the florescent lights cast shadows over the nearby buildings. Sylar tried to psych himself out as he continued to walk down the street. What could possibly happen to him in 2 blocks?

Walking quickly, the burly vampire moved next to the shorter human fairly quickly. He moved rather fast, for how heavy he was. As ordered, he spoke what he needed to quietly. "Noble's in trouble. He's hurt, pretty bad. He keeps asking for you. Will you come see him?" His voice was deep and raspy, like the burly male didn't speak much.

((This is my last one for the night. I work from 8:45a.m.-5:15p.m. EST so I should be on around 7:00p.m EST or so. I am also coloring eggs with my mother so that might take some extra time. I don't know, and oh))

Sylar continued to quickly walk down the side of the street, nearly jumping out of his skin when he heard the other next to him. He found his heartbeat as he stopped to look at the other. Had he really heard the other talk about Noble. It took a moment for the other's words to process through his mind. The other male was hurt? Maybe it was his fault! Oh god! "Asking for me?" asked Sylar more saying it for his own benefit to make sure that he had heard the other male correctly. Thinking against better judgement he nodded as he said,"Alright can you take me to him?"

(Alrightie. You sleep well...My brain is dying so I'm sorry my posts are short. Imma head to bed too.)

"That's why I'm here. We'll take the train..." Without waiting for Sylar, the male turned, starting to walk towards one of the train lines that ran through the city.

((Uggh didn't sleep all that well, but I had a lot of coffee this morning, so it made up for it)).

Sylar found himself nodding as he began to follow the other male through the rather deserted streets. His frightfulness completely forgotten since he would be seeing Noble again. He smiled as he thought of what he would do when he saw the other male. Would he run to him? Hug him? They could be going anywhere. The train tracks both led into the deeper parts of the city, and out to the suburbs as well since that was how the majority of the people got to and from work. "So," began Sylar as he glanced towards the other. "Where are we going exactly?"

(Poop. Can you take a nap?)

"Vitality Street." The burly male listed a rather posh part of town. It had manors, with actual yards in the crowded city, usually with high walls and tons of security. Other than that, the male didn't speak, pushing Sylar gently into the train, and sitting, taking two seats by himself.

((I did earlier. Right on my desk. I feel pretty good now))

Vitality street? Sure he knew about the place. That was where all the well to do people lived. The people that ran the companies, were lawyers in large offices, and artists of all kinds. He was actually eager to see something like this. He had no reason in the past to go there on his own, and he wondered briefly why Noble would be there. Maybe all of the vampires lived there or something. It made sense. Vampires lived forever, or the rough equivalent of it, and he assumed that they had amassed large amounts of money over the times. It would also help them keep their privacy in check with the high walls and security everywhere. He felt the other male push him into the train, and then he went to go sit down on one of the many hard plastic chairs. "So," he said and then paused trying to think of the right words. "Why would Noble be around Vitality Street? That's sort of odd. Speaking of which how do you know Noble." Even thought their time together was brief Sylar was able to pick up that the other male didn't like to have many people around him, so it was a bit odd having someone come find Sylar on his behalf.

(Lmao. Well, I'm glad you got some sleep! ^u^)

The burly male was quiet for a while, before glancing around. There were a few people spotting the train, however, they were all absorbed with their own tasks. He opened his mouth, wide, then snapped it shut. It looked to be a yawn, though it did reveal two tiny pinpricks where his canines should be. "Let's just say I'm his brother. Vitality is where his father lives."

The silence was almost deafening, but then the other male spoke, but before he did he yawned revealing what Sylar had assumed were fangs. They were quickly hidden, but Sylar knew what he had seen. His brother? Could vampires have brothers? He knew about covens and such from his readings and his interests. People were close in the covens, even going as far as to make family close knit groups, but he had never heard about brother's and sisters, let alone fathers. Maybe they had all been turned together so they were really related. "Father huh?" said Sylar as he sank more into his chair. The other male hadn't talked a lot about his father, or his previous life before he had been turned. Having now learned this Sylar felt kind of bad. He had so much to learn about the other male.

"Yes. His father." The male didn't speak for the rest of the ride, and barely looked over at the other male. Eventually, one of the stops, the male stood, moving out of the train, barely waiting for Sylar. He moved down the steps leading to the train railway, and began striding down the street. "Only four blocks from here." He grunted softly.

Sylar nodded his head at the other male. The other vampire was indeed one of few words. When the train came to a lurching stop he got off as well as he glanced at the other male questioning if this was their stop. He watched as the larger vampire got up off of the train, and he did the same figuring that this was their stop.

Once the two of them were off of the train they would need to go a few more blocks. Nodding his head he continued to follow the other. He was scared, yes. He was meeting Noble's "father" without the other man. He figured that this would all have panned out differently had they stayed together.

Eventually, the arrived at a nice house, though it was hard to see from the street. Tall trees blocked the inside. They stood in front of the gate for a moment, before it swung open with a creak. The vampire led the way inside, opening the front door. He led the way into a dining room.

Inside the tastefully decorated room, a girl laid on the table. She was nude, and crying, hog tied. Quite a few people sat around the table, all having bowls in front of them. The bowls were filled with a dark red liquid, and a man dressed in livery stepped up to the female, puncturing her throat with a tiny knife. He filled a silver bowl with her blood, before turning away. The apple shoved in the girls mouth blocked the scream as the tiny pointed needle broke her skin. The bowl was set down at the head of the table.

The male sitting there looked up, then grinned happily as the burly vampire entered. "Borak, you did so well! Join our guests for dinner. I'd like to take our friend upstairs...let him see Noble." A few chuckles resounded from the table, before the dark haired male stood. He was tall, almost seven feet, and he was well built. he advanced towards Sylar, holding his hand out. "Come...I'm sure you are dying to see him." More chuckles lifted up.

As the two of them continued to walk up the various streets a rather cold, strong wind began to pick up. Shivering into his coat he continued to hurry after the other male. He wanted to get out of this weather, and fast. Coming to a stop, almost running into the other, he glanced up at the house that was in front of him. It was a rather nice looking house, from what he could see of it. There were many trees obscuring the overall view, but he also got a feeling that something sinister was lurking behind the white doors and painted house.

Walking into the main atrium he followed after the other, and then came next to the other male. They were in a rather expensively decorated room. He felt under dressed all of a sudden in his plain clothing when he looked at all of the other people that were there. The smell of blood was in the air and he glanced around trying to find the source of it, when his eyes fell on that of a human girl laying on the table. A pang in his heart made him want to run towards her, but he dared not do something so reckless in another's house. He heard the person that had plunged the knife into the girl's throat begin to speak. So the one that had escorted him was named Borak. He found himself nodding, barely even hearing the chuckles that would have certainly spelling his instant doom as he found himself taking the other male's hand in his own. "Alright," said Sylar. "Let's go see Noble. I hope he is alright."

"Oh, he'll be delighted to hear you are here!" The male assured him. He half tugged, half escorted Sylar up the stairs. "I'm Darius, your Noble's creator. I don't know why he went running to you when I left him, but...it needs to be stopped. I don't want him thinking it's alright to burden other people with his own problems."

The male grinned, his teeth flashing. "See...I wasn't really thinking, when I let him go. I thought he'd die of starvation by the end of the week. Instead, he found you, and drank his fill. New vampires need a lot of blood to keep their body moving. I just didn't think he would get it..."

Darius shook his head in disbelief before continuing. "Then, I found out he was searching for the ruler of this city. So I sent him a warning. The problem is, now, he's still hanging around other vampires. I can't let them find out I created him. So, I suppose I'll need to send him a better warning. Right through this door, darling..." The male cooed, gesturing to double doors in front of the pair. "As you've probably realized by now, Noble isn't here. It's very likely he will be, when he hears about you. As long as you are sweet and obedient, you'll be treated nicely. If not, you'll be next on my dinner table..."

Sylar let out a small yell of surprise splashed with pain. He wasn't expecting to be practically dragged up the stairs. Sylar tried to listen, to catch everything that the other male was saying. What was he saying. He got the fact that he had created Noble, but what was the ruler of the city? He really wished he had listened more intently when Noble had been talking to him.

As the continued to climb the stairs they came to a landing that led to a set of heavy oaken double doors. He began to approach them, but then he spun around froze when he heard the other say that Noble wasn't here. How could he have been so stupid?! Of course Noble wasn't going to be here. It all came back to him clear as day. During one of their conversations he had mentioned that someone had created him, that he was cruel, and that he was never going back ever again. He should have been smart enough to put two and two together. Now he was stuck between a set of doors and Darius. The hallway was rather wide so he figured that he would be able to get passed the other. Narrowing his eyes with determination he began running forward and at the last minute strafed to the left.

Darius sighed, watching the human move. Surely Noble had revealed the vampire's increased speed? Then again, Darius was spoiled, and wasn't used to chasing down prey. "Borak!" He bellowed. Within a moment, the burly man was at the bottom of the steps, his arms folded as he gazed up at Sylar.