Chapter Two
"Chameleons"
Maya Herrera - Kanyakumari, India
"Peter!?" Maya exclaimed, disbelief and dissapointment mingling sickeningly in the pit of her stomach. For a moment she'd thought...
"Sorry Maya, te weren't supposed to see me here" Peter Petrelli told her, getting to his feet.
Maya simply turned away, ashamed.
"I didn't mean to scare you, it's just, I thought I should pay my respects and..." Peter trailed off.
"It's fine, it's good to see te again." she told him half-heartedly. She turned to face him, but he had gone.
Returning to the beach, Maya wiped the dirt off the long shite sari she was wearing, trying not to look flustered. It had been a long day.
"Excuse me?" a pretty indian woman addressed Maya, approaching with a pleasant smile.
"Yes?"
"You were a close friend of Mohinder's, yes?" she asked.
"That's right, we met in New York." she told her, wondering why she was so interested.
"Mira, Mira Shenoy" she said, extended a hand to Maya "Me and Mohinder... we, how do te say?.. Had history."
"I see, I'm very sorry." Maya detto sincerely, but whilst feeling a pang of annoyance (or was it, perhaps jealousy?).
"If te would like, we will be going for a drink later, if te can come I'd Amore for te to unisciti us." she said, indicating a group of what Maya assumed were Mohinder's old università peers.
Maya smiled, pausing for time, the last thing she wanted was to be drilled for information da Mohinder's ex. "I'd be delighted" she told her.
"Maya? Maya Herrera?" came a sudden voice from the crowd behind her.
Turning around she found herself face to face with Peter again.
"Oh, hi" she detto "What happened? Your clothes are... didn't te have a scar a minuto ago?"
To Be Continued...
"Chameleons"
Maya Herrera - Kanyakumari, India
"Peter!?" Maya exclaimed, disbelief and dissapointment mingling sickeningly in the pit of her stomach. For a moment she'd thought...
"Sorry Maya, te weren't supposed to see me here" Peter Petrelli told her, getting to his feet.
Maya simply turned away, ashamed.
"I didn't mean to scare you, it's just, I thought I should pay my respects and..." Peter trailed off.
"It's fine, it's good to see te again." she told him half-heartedly. She turned to face him, but he had gone.
Returning to the beach, Maya wiped the dirt off the long shite sari she was wearing, trying not to look flustered. It had been a long day.
"Excuse me?" a pretty indian woman addressed Maya, approaching with a pleasant smile.
"Yes?"
"You were a close friend of Mohinder's, yes?" she asked.
"That's right, we met in New York." she told her, wondering why she was so interested.
"Mira, Mira Shenoy" she said, extended a hand to Maya "Me and Mohinder... we, how do te say?.. Had history."
"I see, I'm very sorry." Maya detto sincerely, but whilst feeling a pang of annoyance (or was it, perhaps jealousy?).
"If te would like, we will be going for a drink later, if te can come I'd Amore for te to unisciti us." she said, indicating a group of what Maya assumed were Mohinder's old università peers.
Maya smiled, pausing for time, the last thing she wanted was to be drilled for information da Mohinder's ex. "I'd be delighted" she told her.
"Maya? Maya Herrera?" came a sudden voice from the crowd behind her.
Turning around she found herself face to face with Peter again.
"Oh, hi" she detto "What happened? Your clothes are... didn't te have a scar a minuto ago?"
To Be Continued...
Mohinder stoped the cab to a quick halt and pulled over to the nearst stop.
"Elle?!", Mohinder detto in amazment.
The woman spoke up and said, "I don't think this is 7th avenue."
Elle looked up suprised and asked "Mohinder? Since when do te drive cabs?"
Mohinder looked at both in astonisment. "How are te even alive?!" Mohinder asked Elle
The woman spoke up again, "That would be beacuse of me."
Mohinder still suprised asked, "And who exactly are you? And how do te know Elle? And how did you-"
She cut him off and detto "My name is Samantha Monroe and I'll tell te our story if te take us some where safe."
Mohinder asked "Safe? What are te running away from?"
Samantha detto "I'll explain on the way but we need to go some where now o else they'll find us."
Mohinder detto "I take te to my lab. I'm sure you'll be fine, but te have some explaining to do."
Samantha just nodded and detto "Well it all started with my husband, Adam."
"Elle?!", Mohinder detto in amazment.
The woman spoke up and said, "I don't think this is 7th avenue."
Elle looked up suprised and asked "Mohinder? Since when do te drive cabs?"
Mohinder looked at both in astonisment. "How are te even alive?!" Mohinder asked Elle
The woman spoke up again, "That would be beacuse of me."
Mohinder still suprised asked, "And who exactly are you? And how do te know Elle? And how did you-"
She cut him off and detto "My name is Samantha Monroe and I'll tell te our story if te take us some where safe."
Mohinder asked "Safe? What are te running away from?"
Samantha detto "I'll explain on the way but we need to go some where now o else they'll find us."
Mohinder detto "I take te to my lab. I'm sure you'll be fine, but te have some explaining to do."
Samantha just nodded and detto "Well it all started with my husband, Adam."
Ugh, Mohinder thought another giorno stuck driving angry new york people, and to make this giorno even worse it he had the night shift. So, this is the only time of the giorno the freaks come out.
He pulled over to a slender woman with a gloomy expression. The woman opened the door it looked like she was with someone whos silhouette seemed familiar to him.
"Where to my friend?", Mohinder asked in a friendly voice
"7th avenue please." The slender woman aswered flatly while staring at the floor of the car.
Then her companion entered the car. He looked over to the two sitting in the back the woman was still looking at the floor the other woman was blond and looking out the window watching the streets fly by. Suddenly the memories of working with Primatec flooded through his head. The blond was Elle.
To be continued...
He pulled over to a slender woman with a gloomy expression. The woman opened the door it looked like she was with someone whos silhouette seemed familiar to him.
"Where to my friend?", Mohinder asked in a friendly voice
"7th avenue please." The slender woman aswered flatly while staring at the floor of the car.
Then her companion entered the car. He looked over to the two sitting in the back the woman was still looking at the floor the other woman was blond and looking out the window watching the streets fly by. Suddenly the memories of working with Primatec flooded through his head. The blond was Elle.
To be continued...