X-men Revamped

center>Author's Notes: This is my first story on this site so bare with me, please reviews are good, it'd make my day to know i wasn't wasting my time lol...Sorry the first chapter was so short I wanted to get it out there.


Jean shook as she watched...felt Alyssa die in the arms of the vampire she now came to know as Azreal...She watched the vampire spill his blood into her mouth. she watched when she woke back up the next day in convulsions, because her mutation didn't take. She sweat blood, cried blood, and screamed and convulsed violently for a week before, it finally settled in. They discovered that unlike most of their kind, she could walk in the sun...it caused her severe sunburns more quickly than a normal person, within minutes if she wasn't properly covered, then sun poisoning would come next, but not death, just incapacitation. She didn't need blood to live like them either, just to heal...She saw...Flashes of Remy at that Alyssa jerked backward and Jean doubled over sinking to her knees.

Scott rushed to her side, "What? What was it?"

"She died, I felt her die..." Jeans eyes began to water, "it was...I... Oh my god..."

"Sacre Bleu, You could have told me!!!"

"And you would have said what?" She demanded.

"I uh..." Remy started.

"Gambit might I advise you two catch up some other time? You may want to speak to Rogue she didn't seem to happy..." Beast suggested.

"Huh?" Gambit looked up at the door to find Rogue missing, "Marie?" he called moving for the door.

"What happened with Sabertooth?" Logan demanded.

"Saber too...?" her voice faded out.

"The man that attacked you..." Bobby filled in, "By the way where's Angel he never came back..."

Logan looked at Bobby, "Go look for him, come back in an hour..."

"Aye aye captain..." Bobby Drake grinned, before exiting.

"Are you sure that is wise?" Beast asked.

"He'll be alright if not...then I'm going lookin' next," Logan said.

"So what happened to you? before we brought you here?" Jean asked.

"I...I'm exhausted I'd rather sleep...What Remy's blood didn't heal will heal in sleep, but please not here, it may as well be a hospital and I hate hospitals..." She said.

"Logan we have some free rooms up stairs do you want to show her to one?" Jean asked.

"Not really..." Logan said bluntly.

"Logan..." Jean started.

"I will be happy to show her Jean," Beast told her quickly.

Beast offered Alyssa a hand, she struggled to her feet, then fell forward and beast scooped her up like a baby cradling her.

"Uh thanks...." She told him.

"Not a problem..." he told her carrying her out of the room.
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"Marie...I'm sorry...it was just...She was dying..." Remy pleaded.

"You could have told me...You could have let Bobby or Logan handle it...anything else..." Rogue snapped turning from him.

"Ma chere...I couldn't let her die, I care about her...but I love you..." He insisted, "Look tomorrow I'll introduce you...She probably exhausted tonight...but you will see it's nothing..."

"Hmph," Rogue crossed her arms.
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The room they had put her in faced the moon light that shone in almost like day light, but not nearly as harsh. She wished she could sit on the balcony but she could barely stand, her ankles were throbbing in pain. She lie back in the bed, and allowed her eyes to fall shut. She drifted slowly off to sleep...Suddenly her eyes snapped open as a familiar scent drifted toward her nostrils.

"Victor...How'd you...?" she started but stopped to rub her eyes.

"Balcony...I could smell you..." he replied as if it should have been obvious.

She struggled to sit up then winced in pain.

"You're still hurt," he chuckled.

He grabbed her by her shoulders, and pulled her into an upright position. He then proceeded to pulled her into his lap(none to gently I might add), and offer her his wrist. "Drink, You're not useful to me hurt..."

Alyssa clamped down on his wrist her long tapered fangs piercing the exposed veins in his wrist. The hot thick liquid slid down her throat, arousing her blood lust. She pressed her fans deeper into his wrist, she could feel her bones rearranging inside her and all her pain subsiding, but she kept drinking.

Victor began to waver beneath her, "Enough," he muttered, blinking his eyes rapidly to try and rid himself of the dizziness. She didn't appear to hear him, she didn't make a move to let him go.

Sabertooth grabbed her by the hair and jerked her head backward, tearing his own veins in the process causing him to growl in pain. He through her viciously on the bed. And glared as his mutation healed the wound and replaced the lost blood.

"I'm so Sorry Victor I didn't mean..." She started but was cut.

"Shut up bitch," he snarled.

She turned away from him, "sorry..."

He could smell the waves of intoxicating fear rolling off of her, he smiled a large toothy grin. Victor grabbed Alyssa by the hair and hauled her up so she was face to face with him. "Shut the fuck up," he said, before kissing her roughly. There was no passion in the kiss at all just pure violation. He threw her back onto the bed and pin her there by her arms.

His hot breath rolled over her ear as Victor ran his tongue around the outer shell of her ear. She pulled away and he laughed softly. He took a single claw and ran it lightly down the side of her face and down her neck then stopped at collar of the turtle neck. He jerked down in once quick motion and cut away her shirt and bra.

Alyssa's stomach turned in disgust, and she struggled more, but he was stronger than her. He ran his tongue around her small pink nipple, at the same time working the claw in such away to cut off her leather pants. She struggle some more, and Victor laughed.

He slid his claw over her black satin thong cutting it off, "Careful..Wouldn't want me to slip..."

She froze immediately, her chest heaving in fear, and anger. As he slid a finger over the sensitive nub between her legs, causing her to flinch. "Admit it..." he whispered into her ear, "You like it..."

"Fuck you..." she snarled.

He grabbed her by the throat and pulled her up to his face and growl, "Happy to oblige..." He then threw her face first into the bed, bending her over the edge. Alyssa heard him undo the belt buckle on his cameo pants. He shoved his large throbbing erection into her; She gasped involuntarily.

Victor thrust into her over and over again grunting with pleasure. Her eyes watered in pain and frustration, she clamped her teeth shut to avoid screaming in pain and her knees became rubber, Victor shoved himself into her one final time, she felt hot semen poor into her. Then he literally tossed her aside like a rag doll, using the tore shirt to clean himself off. He pulled his pants back on and walked out to the balcony, "Don't screw this up Alyssa, find Xavier..." he leapt off of the balcony and into the night.

Alyssa now sat on her knees by the bed her chest heaving as she held in tears. She clenched her fist and slammed one into the solid floor, feeling her bones give way then rearrange themselves back to normal. She let out a scream then clamped her mouth shut abruptly cutting herself off.
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Logan sat alone in the kitchen with his very best friend Jack...Jack Daniels. The bottle was nearly empty, but he hadn't drank it...well he only had two short glasses of it, and he didn't even have a buzz. He sighed, Suddenly Logan's sensitive ear caught a *thump* noise, He paused in his thoughts, cocking his head to the side, he picked up the bottle after a moment and went to take a sip figure one of the kids had fallen out of bed. Then he heard another thump, and a scream that was abruptly cut off.

Logan jumped up and went up stairs listening to each room as he went by, most had the Rhythmic sound of a sleeping persons breathing. He approached on room, hearing short raspy breathes as if some one was crying. Without thinking he yanked open the door, ignoring the fact that it was locked. Two familiar scents assaulted his nose, Sex and Sabertooth.

He found Alyssa beside the bed in heap crying, and naked, he quickly turned from her.

Alyssa grabbed the blanket off the bed and wrapped it around herself. There was a *shnict* noise as Logan unsheathed his claws on one hand.

"He's gone isn't he..." Logan asked with out looking at her.

"Who...?" she began

Logan whirled around giving her the 'don't fuck with me' look.

She looked down, "Yeah..."

"You do know him..." Logan said as a statement of fact rather than a question.

She nodded.

"So why you?" Logan asked now squatting next to her as she wiped away her tears with her blanket.

"He's always been...He was nice before...but he's always been...Its my fault, I should have known better to begin wi..." Logan cut her off.

"Shut the fuck up," he snapped, "I don't trust you...I don't really like you but...you don't deserve that, I know damn well it wasn't consensual...I know Sabertooth so don't feed me any of that bullshit."

"It's ok..." she started once again.

"The fuck it is, do you want me to ask the Cajun for a second opinion?" Logan asked her.

"No, please don't say anything to him...please? Or anyone?" She pleaded.

Logan nodded, "He won't touch you again...I'm gonna hunt him down and tear him into ribbons, but he won't fucking touch you again..."

"Is there anyway to convince you to leave this alone?" she asked.

"Why? You came here for help didn't you?" he asked.

"I came here... To hide..." she lied smoothly.

"Yeah well that worked well for you..." Logan shook his head then scooped her up and put her into the bed, "He won't hurt you again I promise... You're tired..."

"I'm ok...but I guess I could use sleep," she replied yawning.

Logan moved for the glass balcony doors and pushed them shut and locking them, then he drew the curtains closed, "Sleep...I'll be near...If you need me..."