Author's Note: So it's been awhile since I wrote but I recently got into Heroes and so here we go. I hope you enjoy! I don't own Heroes but if I did I don't think Sylar would see the light of day.
Skarlette looked at her plane ticket then shyly raised her head to look at the Arrivals and Departures board totally lost. She always drove to her friends in New York but due to her new schedule she only had time for a couple of days. She looked at the faces rushing by trying to pick out one that might actually be nice enough to help her. One stood out from the crowd, she didn't know if it was her intuition or the fact that the man was handsome with his blue eyes and blond hair, so she decided to call to him, to make him her victim. Skarlette gently hummed "Firework" focusing on this man and only him.
As expected the man stopped to listen and started walking towards her. He reached her, confused about why he walked over to this girl that was smiling the sweetest smile at him. Part of Skarlette loved doing this to people to see their reaction to her and how they didn't even know that they had been called; she let her smile work him up, not yet talking just to make sure that he would be of use.
"Umm, can I help you Miss?" the blond asked not sure of his words considering that he wanted to come to this spot, no, needed to be here with this beautiful woman.
"Yes, I've never flown before and I have no clue what to do, so could you direct me to the right gate, please?" Skarlette asked with her soft twang, batting her forest green eyes for extra allure.
"You got it!" the victim obeyed without question, he looked at the ticket then the board, "Well, looks like you're at gate 5. Hey, what's your name?"
Skarlette smirked, and walked away, snapping her fingers to break the spell. The man jumped as if being woken up and looked around confused, he couldn't figure out why he was where he was. She strutted away confident where she was going but was unaware of the predator like attention that she had drawn on herself.
A man was standing next to her while she hummed and called the poor man to aid her. He watched the scene and quickly recognized the fact that the woman had a power and an interesting one at that. He watched as the woman batted her eyes and smiled and even he had to admit that there was something slightly attractive about this girl, all the while wondering what this power would be like to use. Blood-lust quickly set in and only got inflamed hearing that they had the same flight to New York.
His smoldering eyes followed her and when she was a safe distance he started walking, stalking after his prey. He watched the slender and small woman intently like a lion watched a gazelle. She arrived at the gate and took a seat close to the door and grabbed the iPod and started listening to music as he took a seat across from her plotting how to get her attention.
The thought hit him and he fished out a handful of change from his pocket and "accidentally" dropped it. Some of it hit her foot, so she picked it up and looked for the source of the money. Her eyes met his and she was automatically interested in the deep brown eyes that seemed to burn with a fire but she couldn't find the source for this fire. He was also interested, but only imagined the light leaving the eyes he was staring at.
She got up with her hand extended to him offering the change, "I think this is yours Sir," speaking gently. Thinking to herself 'Why don't we got boys like this in Tennessee?'
He grabbed the change "Tennessee, huh?" he asked grabbing something from her thoughts trying to open conversation, after all that's the best way to get a victim hooked.
"Excuse me," Skarlette was a bit shocked but calmed down right away "Are you one of those people who are really good at recognizing accents, 'cause that's always been kinda funny to me?"
He chuckled "Something like that, so what brings you to New York City?" His thoughts always returned to blood dripping down the walls.
"Friends, nothin' really big just we get together every year before New Year's," she sat next to him and blurted "What seat do you have?" She could have hit herself 'Really you don't even know the guy's name and your already want to know where he's sitting? Could you be any more of a creeper?'
He laughed, it sounded fun and making light of things but inside, it was cruel. She was going to die when she got off the plane and this is what she's thinking. "F68, I believe right next to yours," He responded coolly.
Skarlette eyes widen "Really?" she couldn't believe it at all.
He smirked "Oh, by the way I'm Gabriel," he looked her up and down, her natural copper hair, curling, farming her face and reached to her mid-back and her perfect hourglass shape, made Gabriel think maybe he would toy with this one a bit before he cut her head off.
"I'm Skarlette Duboris" she shyly replied gently sticking her hand out, biting her lip. He took it and smiled a sly smile. Those eyes flared and made Skarlette wonder what he was thinking.