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... Amber Magna stood in her bedroom the next afternoon, getting ready for her job at a retail video store. She was a modest girl who enjoyed her modest life, save for the fact that she always felt that she was destined to do more.
Alas, those cards were dealt to her with the untimely death of her parents in a freak car accident. She had been a mere 23 when they died, and at the age of 25, she still missed them terribly. She suffered from prolonged and intense loneliness as a result, trying in vain to fill the void with having sexual encounters with strangers. She had very few friends, as they were all married with children, leaving her to be the odd one out.
Buttoning up the last part of her black dress shirt, she admired her reflection in the mirror, glimpsing the bed, where last night's pleasurable events occurred. She felt a blush creep up her cheeks as she recalled the devilishly handsome stranger who basically rocked her whole world in the hours they spent together.
As she began putting some eye shadow on, she noticed a mark on her neck and blushed furiously...a hickey. She gingerly touched it and the memories hit her subconscious like a pleasurable drug. She moaned, feeling the pressure of his teeth as he claimed her with his mouth.
She closed her eyes momentarily and tried in vain to concentrate on her task, but it was no use...it was as if he swam in her veins at that moment.
Touching the hickey again, she let out a low moan, failing to notice the visitor in her room, lying leisurely on her bed.
Sensing she wasn't alone, her eyes flew open and she slowly turned around. Much to her chagrin, the man himself was on her bed, giving her a look that rendered her defenceless. She already loved how his hypnotizing dark eyes sparkled when he flashed his oh-so-mischievous smirk.
"Pleasant memories?" he inquired, enjoying how he caught her off-guard. She blushed, avoiding his eyes.
"Something like that" she said, turning back to the mirror to finish applying her eyeshadow. "I didn't hear you come in"
"What's with the uniform?" he asked, gesturing to her work clothes "Are you off somewhere?"
"As a matter of fact, yes I am" she replied, applying mascara "I am headed to work"
He groaned sympathetically, flashing another devastating smile as she turned to look at him before resuming her tasks.
"Where do you work?"
"At a video store in St. Albert" she replied, applying lip gloss and then perfume "Not a glamorous job, but it pays the bills and I kinda like telling people about my favourite movies. I'm a shift supervisor there."
"What time are you off?" he asked, quickly standing up to approach her from behind.
"I'm working until midnight" she said, putting her car keys in her purse "You can come visit if you'd like"
"I'd definitely like that" he said, planting a kiss on the nape of her neck as he left a slip of paper on her desk "In the meantime, here's my phone number. I must go, beautiful."
With that, he swiftly left the room before she could even say goodbye. Amber picked up the paper he left on her desk. After examining it, she stuffed it in her purse, along with her cellular phone...
... Sylar stood on her balcony, watching her pull out of her driveway with a smirk on his face. Waiting until she was out of sight, he teleported back into her room to find anything he could about her.
He used his telekinesis to go through her desk and any files surrounding it before going through her dresser drawers. Curious about her taste in clothes, he went through each and every single piece of clothing, picturing how it hugged her lithe body.
When he moved onto the drawer with her undergarments, he suppressed a lusty groan when he noticed her extensive collection of thongs and g-strings with their matching push-up bras. Each piece of lingerie was even more revealing than the last, and it drove him into a frenzy picturing her in it. Surrendering to an urge he couldn't control, he took a black lacy thong and stuffed it in his pocket to admire later. Closing the final drawer, he walked into the hallway and into the study across from her bedroom.
Spying the filing cabinets underneath the glass desk, he used his powers to open them and found what he had been searching for.
'Amber Magna' he thought as he leafed through the files 'Born November 12, 1984 in Edmonton, Alberta at the Royal Alexandra hospital. She is the youngest of three children, the older two siblings living in different parts of the United States.'
He looked at all of her academic records, noticing with amusement the amount of academic awards she had received in school, from elementary to her final years at the University of Alberta.
Realizing that he would probably never find anything about her powers in these files, he quickly replaced everything, using his power to close and reinforce the filing cabinets. Satisfied with his work, he teleported out of the house...
... Amber stood behind the counter at work, sighing. It was a slow night because of the nice weather and the few customers that came in gave her and the associate she worked with a hard time. She glanced at her digital watch, noticing that it was only 10:20 pm.
"Jarett" she murmured, turning to the young boy working with her that night "You can go home at eleven. I doubt it'll get busier"
"Are you sure Amber?" Jarett asked excitedly "I won't get into trouble?"
"Not at all" she said, sighing "I may close early tonight anyways. I have some paperwork to do"
"Okay" he replied happily "Thank you Amber...you're the best"
Amber smiled faintly, walking onto the sales floor with a clipboard to do an inventory cycle count. She heard someone come into the store before hearing the associate greet the visitor, shrugging it off as she counted the DVDs and Blu Ray discs for sale.
"Working hard or hardly working?" A familiar voice mused, causing her to drop her clipboard in surprise...
Author's Note: In case you were wondering, Amber is loosely based on me. Hmmm I wonder who came into the store? *giggles mischievously*