Shot 1 – Meet Gabriel (Sylar)
"Of course, Mister Petrelli," She said, and moved to stand next to but just behind him. Her hands folded, white and demure, in front of her. She was the picture of perfect grace. But her eyes shone golden daggers hidden in green leaves as they slipped over his form. She was insane. He was disillusioned.
"This is your new partner, Gabriel, a miss Rome Morgan. Please, get to know each other. I think you will make a wonderful team."
His voice was the same pitch as normal and Sylar did not feel that queer tingling feeling that he had gained whenever he heard someone lie from what he liked to call in his head: The Cake Endeavour so his 'father' really felt they would get along.
Well, she was beautiful and Sylar, sure as sin itself, felt the hunger inside of him rising, it clawed at his insides, trying to make him open her head to see if she worked like all the others. Her hair hung in light auburn ringlets. And her green eyes enchanted him, pierced through him, and made him hunger in a different way.
He was a red blooded male and he hadn't had sex in a long time, he was too busy killing people to have sex with the few desirable ones that actually crossed his murderous blood stained path.
His thick lips curved invitingly into a smirk, this would be fun.
