Author's Note: To start yes this is a fanfic involving my original character, so if you have a think against original characters you should probably not continue on any further. BUT if you are nice enough to give my story a try you might find its quite worth your while. Now when you read it, I'm aware it seems a little chopping, but I decided to write this story in the form of the television show, how they have a little prologue in the beginning, then they have the opening scenes and then start the actually story line. So this is only the prologue so go along with me, it will get better and much more dramatic and suspenseful. I plan on doing many of these stories, so represent different episodes. So sit back, read and I hope you enjoy... Don't forget to review :) lol
Femme Fatale
Prologue
"We are always striving for things forbidden, and coveting those denied us.
(-Ovid)
Date: August 10, 2006
Location: Behavioral Analysis Unit, Quantico, Virginia
Hotchner glared at the young woman seated in front of him, "You do know this won't be an easy position, the things we see here make what you have seen in the sex crimes unit, look innocent."
The woman shifted in her chair and adjusted her skirt, "Sir, I'm aware the crimes you take on are very graphic and gruesome, although with my expertise I believe I am well enough qualified to do this job."
The middle-aged woman next to Agent Hotchner rose and extended her hand to the younger female, "Then on behalf of Agent Hotchner and the team, I would like to welcome you to the BAU, Agent Ishiyama."
Shaking Strauss's hand, Kara beamed, "This will not be a decision you will ever regret Mrs. Strauss."
Agent Hotchner rose as well and put his hand on the younger agent's shoulder, then handed her credentials and gun over, and turned to the door, "Lets meet the rest of the team, shall we Kara?"
Date: August 10, 2006
Location: New York, New York
Darkness falls upon the Big Apple, streets become illuminated with brightly colored lights. People scurry, horns honk, the city noise raises up and combines into a jumbled mess. You never really know what lies in the dark. A tall, slender woman, no more than 18, struts down the busy street. Her short magenta skirt hikes up a little more with every step she takes, she doesn't bother to adjust it, that would ruin all the fun. Meeting up with 3 other women she waits in the dark for her prize to come.
Silently a car pulls up, honks once and rolls down the passenger side window. She looks to her friends, shrugs, and struts over to the car. Bending at the waist to lean into the window she asks in a breathy voice, "You want some? I'll lower my price because you are cute."
The door pops open, window rolls up, she shrugs again and gets it, he must be the shy type she thinks as she closes the door behind her. Adjusting herself she pulls her skirt up some, revealing a little more leg then normal, "So why are you so quiet sweetie?" she asks running her finger down his arm.
"Shut up!" he barks and makes a sharp left turn, the momentum shoves the girls face against the window. "You are dirty... nasty... and you will pay for what you have done," he growls speeding up the car.
She stares out the window, the buildings pass quicker than they should. Fear sets it and she tries to open the car door, only to find it wont budge. She cries out and bangs her firsts on the window in a futile attempt to escape her fate. She screams...