Cole hadn't been driving long when his car signalled that it was low on gas. [color=ed1c24][b]"Son of a-"[/b][/color], it wasn't a matter of money that angered him because he had a good amount. What bothered him was that he had to watch his expenses at all. [color=ed1c24][i]"These regulars have it so easy they don't even know it"[/i][/color], he thought as he pulled into a gas station. [color=ed1c24][i]The regulars think because we have gifts makes us all killers[/i][/color], Cole knew he was a killer but that was only because he was protecting himself. Gifted are hunted down, sometimes killed by their own family. Why? Because one day they woke up with a different color eye. He knew other gifted, some of them didn't even have dangerous powers. If anything the hunters should be coming after him and gifted who could kill. Not that he was going to let them however. His life was his own, he was human just like them..he still is human. Until the regulars learned to deal with us properly the gifted would continue to run, hide, and kill if necessary. Hunters were mot the answer. 

Cole was brought back to reality and the task at hand. He hooked up the pump to the car and waited for it to fill. Only a few minutes after he did so was the gas tank full and the pump sounded with a ding. [color=ed1c24][b]"They still have the ding at the pump? Damn this place is older than I thought"[/b][/color], he said to himself before looking at the price. [color=ed1c24][b]"Alright let's check the vault.."[/b][/color], he said as he walked over to the trunk of the car. Upon opening it there was a duffel bag filled with cash. Over the years he'd done some...not so legal jobs with less than friendly company. Sometimes it required him to use his gifts but he needed the cash and in the end it just made him stronger for what he needed to face in the future. Cole grabbed the required amount of cash and headed towards the inside of the gas station. Exiting was a man with a good amount of water bottles in his hand. The way the guy chugged down a bottle told Cole it had been a long time since he last had a good thing going for him. He could be a gifted on the run or another homeless bum. Either way there was no certain at to tell without bringing unwanted attention to themselves. Too bad, if he was a gifted Cole would have helped him out. Fortunately Cole did not see the dog shit he was about to step on until the last second, he managed to move his foot out of the way but it caused him to lose balance a little and he his leg brushed against the guy with the water. Suddenly he could feel that he was no longer alone with his thoughts. This guy was gifted after all,[color=ed1c24][b]"Wait in the car.."[/b][/color] he said to water boy quietly before heading into the store to pay. [color=ed1c24][i]"Looks like I'll have some company for bit"[/i][/color]