Blood Lust

Disclaimer:I don’t own X-Men nor do I make any form of profit off of this exercise in writing.

Ch1

In a bar in Florida a girl was hiding in the office away from all the blood
that was tempting her. She needed help. She didin't want to hurt anyone. Let
alone kill them. She was cowaring in a corner. Screaming for help in her mind. It
all started when a customer touched her skin.The second she felt his blood pump-
ing through his veins, she felt the hunger ignite. Her eyes bled red and the air
around her began to swirl making her hair dance in the wind that only touched
her.

She needed to get away from all the blood.Even in the office she could feel it
It was calling to her. Her ears rang with the sound of over a hundred people. It
pulsed above the techno music that the band played. All she wanted to do was to
run but she knew that the streets were packed.It was Spring Break in Daytona
Beach. The girl crawled under the desk and put her head between her knees to
help block the pulsing but she could feel the hunger consuming her.

Just as she got it under control someone ran into the office. The person was
tall enough that she couldn't see his face from were she was. The man crouched
down as if to talk to her but as soon as she saaw his neck she pounced. The man
fell back not expecting to be tackled. He was soon over the shock and trying to
knock her off. It was a painfully experience because she was feral. She hadn't fed
in over a week and the hunger was too strong. She couldn't make him lust for it
like she would normally would, so that the victim wouldn't struggle. She noticed
that his blood was wilder and fillling more so than a human. He was a mutant.
As she fed she felt his memories. He didn't want to be here, he was sent by Prof-
essor Xavier. He had just returned from some place cold and the Professor had
sent him right back out with the kid and the gumbo.

She could feel more people enter the room. She could smell them, their sent
coated the man she currently fed from. The man who like her had a beast inside.
She felt the man stiffen as the woman's sent reached them. She could feel his mem-
ories of her. She like her couldn't touch. She absorbed mutations. The woman
stopped feeding just as the girl was about to make contact with her skin.

" Stop! Don't touch me. You do and you'll kill them both!" she hissed.

" What? How did you know?" the girl gasped.

" Just don't touch me. No matter what. I'll not be able to control it if you do."

As she said this eveyone saw her eyes. They went from a blood red to an ice
blue that seemed to glow. The wind that only touched her died down and she
stood up.

" Chere Belle, what an angel you are." said a the new male with a cajun accent.

" I'm no angel hun, I'm a vampire." she giggled.

The man she had just been feeding from groaned behinf her. The girl jump-
ed and ran over to help him rise. When he looked at her his face flushed and he
bowed his head. He turned to hide the evidence of his arousal from the room.

" Sorry about that shug. I needed you to quit struggling. I would have drained
you dry otherwise."

" It's okay. I just wasn't expecting that. Chuck didn't get around to telling us what
your mutation was. Just that you needed help and to bring you to the mansion."

" How did he know?"

" He's a telepath. You where screaming so loud that he screamed in the middle of
dinner. So he sent us. Didn't even give us time to put on our uniforms."

" Uniforms? Who are you anyways?"

" Je suis desole chere, we be X-Men. I'm Gambit or Remy. He's Wolverine or
Logan. She be Rogue. Don't know her real name."

" Well I'm Autumn Muhn or Blood Lust. So why are you here, for real?"

" Like I said. Chuck sent us. You needed help or so your mental screams said. So
he sent us to help you. We're suppost to bring you back to the mansion, to him.
We help humans and mutants alike. He said you were in danger."

" Yeah, from myself. Your telling me the truth so... Let's go. We'll leave through
the back and go to my place. I need to get some things. Where is this Professor
at anyways?"

" We live in Manchester New York." Rogue said in her thick accent.

" Okay. Fallow me. Just don't touch my skin. I'm still hungry and I wont be able
to control myself."

" What is your mutation, anyway? If you don't mind me askin'? Rogue asked.

A/N: Dun Dun Dun... Til next time.