Ignoreing the world around me (Zavier) - 01/21/05

[pilot]

Pilot jogged through seattle. All the things and people just a blur to her. This was the biggest city she had been in since she moved from New York... and it still wasn't as magnificant as the first time she set foot into her beautiful city that never sleeps.

Pilot Sighed and looked from side to side as she slowed down for the trafic. This was the first time she even thought about looking around the hustle and bustle of the little urban place. It wasn' to bad. Cute actually. Soon the crosswalk was green so off she went.

Pie loved to run, run as fast as she could. The speed gave her a thrill. A Thrill that nothing else could give her. She smiled and took in the smells takeing a deep breath. Pretzels, Bagels, Flowers, trash.... She couldn't tell why but she loved the city. It was so loud and fun.

She finally decided that maybe since she was starting in a new place that she should get some new clothes so she stopped and walked into the nearest store. Pie had never been into brand name things... they were cute but to many people had them already. No Pie had a whole style of her own. It was eligant yet stylish. streetlike, and comfortable with a modern flare. It was strictly pilot.

...

After comeing out of the store her hands full with bags, she had changed instead of sweatpants she now wore faded jeans. With a mini skirt over them, and the finally touch was a graphic tee shirt.

And started to walk away... ignore the world around her once again.

[dreamer]

Zavier had been stupid, he had been putting off feeding, but after nearly attacking Kate in the woods he knew he needed to get to Seattle and fix it. It was annoying having to go so far to feed, but he didnt want problems with the Cullens. Edward was watching him and he knew if he took one step out of line he would be in trouble. His eyes were getting dark and his willpower was starting to waiver, he needed to find food and fast and he really couldn't afford to be too picky. He hated this, he normally preyed on sick twisted people who were so screwed up in the head no one would miss them, however this time he didnt have the time to do a psyco analysis on who ever he fed from.

He was wearing shades and a beanie hat, knowing all too well someone might recognise him otherwise, an old worn T-shirt and torn jeans with his old grimey trainers. He really couldn't afford for anyone to know who he was. His eyes watched as the people walked past him, damn wasn't there anyone out on the city alone today? He gritted his teeth repressing a snarl as he felt the burning in his throat get worse. He needed to focus, forget what exactly it was he needed... He couldnt think about the blood otherwise things could get very bad.

Zavier saw the girl come out of the store... She was alone, it was all so perfect. He felt a slight nagging in his thoughts, he didnt like killing innocent girls, but he needed her blood. He followed her thinking how he was going to get her alone, he needed to somehow herd her into an alley or something, somewhere no one found find them. He approached her and gently touched her arm, as he did he forced through trusting emotions so she would trust him, dispite being a stranger. 'Hey there... Looks like you could use a hand with that shopping?' He reached out a hand offering to take some bags for her.

Zavier cursed himself, she was a pretty thing and she had a real tasty scent. He felt the venom seeping into his mouth and the burn worsen, but he smiled through it. This would teach him to leave feeding until so late...

[pilot]

'Hey there... Looks like you could use a hand with that shopping?'

Pie felt the cool touch on her arm as a welcomeing voice spoke. She whirled around... in shock for a minute. Her chocolate hair makeing a circle, but falling right back into place. The stranger looked nice, but instantly her arms fcrossed over her chest. Only directly afterword to find that for some unknown reason she trusted him as under his control she handed him a bag. "Um... Sure. If your want?" It sounded half asked... like she wasn't sure why he was takeing an intrest in her... why not some other girl.

He was handsome... pale and red eyed but handsom. She looked him up and down. Memories of her past being relived. Suddenly she started to dread comeing to the seattle. Why didn't she just stay in La Push. Yet somehow she found away to smile... at least he wasn't grabing at her or looking at her parts like the boys in New York.

[dreamer]

Zavier took the bags from her, they were no problem for him to carry at all. His dark eyes didn't linger on her for long, he felt bad for this, but he was hungry and he couldnt get attached in any way. She was alone and in the wrong place at the wrong time. He pushed it to the back of his mind as he smiled 'Its no problem at all' as they walked he started calculating what he was going to do, how he was going to kill her, drain her blood. He felt the venom seep into his mouth at the thought of blood and he supressed a growl in his throat, he didnt want to scare the girl off.

Zavier let her lead as they walked and up ahead saw a chance, an alley, there were very few shoppers on the street here paying attention. He could grab her and be down the alley feeding without anyone even realising. He would use his power to control her emotions, just as he used to do all those years ago. He would use the same method that made Sylvia leave him in disgust... But what other choice did he have? He gave a look around as they reached the entrance to the alley, good no one was looking.

Using his vampiric speed he grabbed her suddenly, though delicately as not to harm her. one arm wrapped around her waist, the other clamped over her mouth as he carried her deep into the alley. As he did so he forced through calming emotions to her so she wouldn't struggle against him to much. It had been a long time ince he had played the monster, he pushed her against the wall, her shopping bags falling to the floor. He saw the shock in her eyes, he knew she was afraid, and so she should be.

Those beautiful eyes that looked up at him, he felt a growl leave his throat. Beautiful, wide eyes that watched him in fear, like a deer caught in the headlights of an on coming car. Her scent, the sound of her heartbeat quicken, the thought of her blood, it was all too much for him. He turned her head and whispered 'I'm sorry' as he lowered his lips to her neck. He opened his mouth and his teeth grazed her neck, just one bite, then it would be over. 'Your not a monster Zavier.' He hesitated, Sylvia? 'It doesnt have to be this way' His teeth were on Pie's neck, but he couldnt bite. He knew it was wrong, he was getting flash backs... Her scent was so good to him, he just couldn't bite.

He growled again and pulled himself away from her with such forced he hit the wall opposite and the bricks cracked under the force. His eyes shut and his teeth gritted at the thought of what he was doing, he needed blood, he wanted HER blood, but he didnt want to kill her. Hearing something, someone come into the alley his eyes snapped open, a man, he certainly looked sleezy enough. Not that it mattered, he watched as the man looked at Pie, then at him. As soon as eye contact was made Zavier launched and bit down, the blood flowing down his throat sent relief through him. The poor bastard didn't even have the time to scream.

He drained him completely, he had forgotten about Pie, the animal in him had taken over, but as he lifted his head wiping the blood from his face he turned, looking at the frozen figure of the girl he almost killed. He was filled with guilt and he cursed himself what had he done? 'I am sorry... Please... please just go and forget this... please... How had he let it come to this... If he could change things he would, but he couldn't. He expected her to run screaming now as she came out of shock. Run and tell the world he was a monster, then Edward would hunt him down.

He sighed looking down at the body of the man he had drained and he whispered to himself 'See Sylvia... The monster does have a heart.'

[pilot]

It all happened so fast it was a blur to her. Her eyes water for a moment as he grabbed her... she had been wrong. Maybe he was just like all the boys in New York. he had wanted to get her alone... or at least that was what she had thought.

Not even a moment had pasted... and she was pinned up agaist a wall. His hand still lingureing over her mouth before, turning her head to the side. "Wh-wha-what? Ar-are y-you d-doing..." It was frail and almost mouthed. Her eyes were wide with fear... everything was going wrong today... she shouldn't have come here. She shouldn't have trusted this stranger. Her eyes watered again and a single tear came down.

'I'm sorry'

He held her head... lips curling around her neck. Everything suddenly was in fastforward again. Bricks crack, one flew and hit her arm. Makeing a good size laseration. Scarlet liquid flowed out but she cupped her hand over it and it seemed to go unoticed.

Than again before she knew it a body lay dead on the ground of a sleezzt man who only moments ago was stareing at her. She slide to the ground everything had gone wrong. Her head whirled as she hit the rough floor. "I-I don't understand."

She couldn't move... she wouldn't move. She was to confused. Why hadn't he raped her? or why hadn't he done what ever he did to that man to her? Tears welled up once more, so she whiped them away.

[dreamer]

He didn't know how he managed to pull himself away from her. the voice in his head? The voice of the mentor he had lost all those years ago? Or perhaps it was her fearful question. He had smelt her blood as the debris hit her, the smell of her sweet smelling blood reaching his nostrils forced a growl from his throat, venom coated his teeth. The timing of the other man couldn't have been better timed. He didn't stand a chance, better him than the girl...

His blood red eyes looked up to Pie, he was filled with regret, anger at himself and sorrow. As she fell to the ground he was suddenly there next to her holding her gently. He was scared, he had to admit that, he had never been in thi position before. He wished he could undo what had just happened, how could he have even thought about attacking her. His teeth gritted as he smelt her blood, he was no longer hungry but her blood was so tempting, like nothing he had smelt before. He slowly reached into hi bag and took out a small bottle of iodine that he kept on his for emergencies. He ripped the bottom of his shirt and soaked it. He really needed to learn to carry bandages, this was the second ruined shirt this week.

He worked quietly knowing she was probably in shock. He had done this, the monster that he could be. He looked up as she said she didnt understand and he spoke 'Its best you don't' His voice low and quiet, he was ashamed of what he had done. He took her hand gritting his teeth 'Sorry this will sting' he gently wiped the blood and wound with the iodine before wrapping it ightly and binding it. He let himself breath now, the iodine tainted ait helped mask both her scent and the blood.

He looked into her eyes and saw the tears, he didnt know why but he hated himself for it. He wanted to comfort her, but instead he backed away, her eyes broke from hers and to the floor as he picked up his bag and backed away, he didnt know what to do he felt lost. He backed away until his back came into contact with the wall, sliding down it... Where did it all go from here? His face fell into his hands, he really was lost.