Thursday, March 4, 2004
01:35 a.m.

I don’t know why I continue to go back to this plot line. Seems as if I’m determined to continue this plot into having some conclusion.

Several months have passed since that interaction with those vampires. The X-men had finished compiling a report for the professor, and settled back in the mansion in to teach. The only one that was still restless was Logan. Because try as he might, the features of that vampire Rogue reminded him so much of his Marie. It was nearing the anniversary of when she disappeared, and has been nearly 16 years. Looking outside, Wolverine could only try, and ponder where she was. If she was safe or if she was indeed that vampire, because if so, then no matter what, he’ll try and win back the love of her, and hope that she’ll forgive him for what had happened years earlier…

On the other side of the country, a large mob surrounded a battered, and bleeding young girl as they held flashlights, guns, and shotguns. The girl’s powers had recently emerged, and the people she knew for years had instantly turned their backs against her. She was only 13 years old. Katie could only look, and cower from the angered look of her father to the tear filled face of her mother. She didn’t mean to have done what she did. But it was purely out of self-defense; Billy had meant to rape her, so why did they blame her and now she was in pain, and shock at the betrayal, and what has now happened.

“How could you be my child?” said her father seething with his anger, and hurt. In his eyes she would no longer be his child, for she had became demon’s spawn.

“Dirty mutant whore!” screeched out a women in the back.

“You have no business in harming one of our own, so why did you seek to hurt him by beguiling him with your looks.” demanded Billy’s father with anger as he pointed at his shaking son on a wheelchair.

The mob started to grow even more angrily at the last comment and, moved forward with the intent of lynching the dirty mutant, that was until someone said quietly, “Now what sort of business is this, a large crowd of ignorant humans looking to kill a child that is the same as them and yet different in the sense of genetics.”

Katie tried to see who spoke these words because, everyone had stopped, and turned to see a woman standing behind all of them with her arms folded across her chest, wearing an outfit of black: off the shoulder tube top, pants, and duster.

“Now who are you to say what you’ve just said? Not unless you’re just like that whore we intend to lynch here.” sneered out a man in the mob.

“Actually, I was passing though this backwater town, and saw what was happening. Even if she is as you say, a mutant then she still has the right to live, and if you all can’t accept that fact then what’s the use of your existence on this earth now then. There are many other things worse in life. If you all ganging up on this girl, then I would say that you’re all no better then pigs and animals then.”

“Shut the hell up bitch. Who ask you for your opinion?” Cried the man stepping forward to punch the strange women, but as he had raised a hand to strike her, she caught his hand, and the sounds of cracking were heard as she held and twisted his hand.

The man fell to the ground in agony holding his mangled hand screaming in pain. Rogue kicked him out of her way as she walked forward intent on saving the girl. She knew that this was none of her business, but somehow this scene reminded her of when she discovered her own human mutant qualities with the entire town turning against her. She wouldn’t want the girl to end up like she did, on the road alone, traveling and living a life of utter misery, when she may have more.

“Excuse me, but I’m taking this girl no matter what threats you all make, and you can all then continue to live dreams of hatred, and ignorance. There are many other things scarier then this girl, and you all will never forget my words; for I am one of the scariest ones of all!” Rogue in her demonic face appeared, and she started to walk toward the girl.

A path was formed then, when fear gripped the crowd. The scared townspeople cleared the road for Rogue as the remaining people stepped back in fear, and silent anger at what had happened. She extended her hand to Katie, her eyes slowly coloring in shades of gold. She mentally commanded her to stand up, and follow her. Katie did so woodenly.

Rogue then turned to the parents. “You two are no longer fit to call her your daughter and I shall see to it that you’ll regret for turning your backs on her when she needed you the most.”

“Come, I’ll get you fixed up, and you’ll be.” Were the parting words everyone heard as Katie and she appear to melt into the darkness of the night.

With Vampyric speed, Rogue picked up Katie, and ran faster; becoming like a shadow.

Soon she reached back to the mausoleum she called home. Rogue kicked open the door, and stepped inside.

“Spike, get your undead ass up here! I need the first aid kit, and hurry up!” She shouted, putting down the girl on top of one of the stone tombs.

“What’s the emergency love, and now why do I smell blood? Are you okay?” called back Spike’s voice as it came from the lower level of their home. He stepped up the portal and, was very surprised to see that Rogue had someone with her, someone that was also bleeding, and obviously in thrall. He smelled A- blood.

“Okay…you better tell me what happened, and get her out of thrall as soon as she gets her wounds fixed.”

“That’s what I’m doing.” snapped back Rogue.

As she cleaned the wounds, she bit down on her own finger, and started to use it to close the long strips of bleeding lines. Hurrying up, she was sad to know that the wounds would scar her back. Finishing up, she stared long into the girl’s eyes, and unlocked her from the thrall. The girl’s eyes closed in clear exhaustion.

Rogue didn’t mean to keep her in thrall for that long. Normally, thralls was only suppose to be a minute or two until the vampire fed, but if left alone for a long time, the person under the thrall, could become comatose.

Sighing, she turned back to where her sire was tapping his tapping his fingers against his arms impatiently with his scarred eyebrow arched.

“Spike, the girl’s a mutant, and a mob surrounded her. That’s all, I know. We’ll have to wait until the girl wakes up.”

“Now why did you save her then? You never showed that much concern for the species that you were before?”

“I know, but she reminded me of myself, when I found my mutant powers, and the way the whole town turned against me!” replied Rogue thrusting her fingers into her hair nervously.

“Then, do you want us to be discovered, when we have such a target in our home? You, and I could still pass off as normal human beings, but a mutant is a bit too obvious for words to say. Marie can’t you take her elsewhere because she sure as in bleedin hell can’t stay here. Now do you want me to warm up some food for you? What do you want….O or AB?”

Rogue stared back at him a little miffed, first that conversation, and then this? She had nearly growled when he used her former name, but instead she said, “Never mind that… It is midnight now, and I need to get her to New York. Do we still have Angel’s plane?” grumbled Rogue as she continued to look at the girl. She would have to be sent to the Xavier Institution. For all the good it didn’t do for her when she was there, maybe this girl would have a different future.

Rogue knew that Spike would care for this kind of business, but what would there to be said, if the girl didn’t make it on her own to Charles Xavier as soon as possible? She’ll have to take the girl herself before she wakes up, and have to explain why she was a grave tomb.

Spike shakes his head in the sign of negative and said, “I’ll go, and call the poof to send the plane over. It won’t take long until the thing comes. Would she still be unconscious when it comes?”

“I’ll see to that…Can you also have Angel notify the Professor that I’m going to bring a young mutant.”

“Can do that…” replied Spike as he picked up the phone, and punched in the number that would directly connect him to his sire. He spoke in murmured tones as he watches his childe connect a fluid drip to the mutant girl. The drip was to insure that the girl would stay asleep as well as provide nutrition for the mutant… Spike didn’t know why his childe would insist upon having this in their first aid, so now he knew what it was for. Premonition if they ever had a human to help.

After seeing that the girl was securely settled; Rogue went off to change out of the bloodied clothes, she had because of the girl. She was feeling very hungry at the moment, but that would have to wait while she needed to take a shower also.

After she showered, and dressed; she picked up the girl, and started to walk out, but just as she left, Spike threw her a blood bag, a small pack of a hygiene items and a cell phone. He said shortly, “If you’re really hungry then take this. It’s not much, and may not satisfy your demon, but it’ll hold you for a short while. I don’t want you going into a bloodlust, since I have noticed that you haven’t fed in two days. Call me when you arrived at New York and when you’re coming back. Hurry back if you can.”

Rogue could only nod and walk to where the plane had flown in.

At the mansion, it was two in the morning when the phone rang. Wolverine was in the vicinity of the phone, so he was very surprised to hear the other voice on the end as Angel, the person that was the employee of his previous assignment. He was seeking the professor as an urgent matter, knowing that the professor be at his quarters, Logan pick up the phone, and went to seek out Chuck, not knowing what business this Angel guy would be having at such an hour.

Logan only watched silently in the shadows as the mansion became awake with the entire X-men team at attention. Normally Chuck wouldn’t ask everyone to get up at the same time in a booming voice that sounded consequences if not obeyed. Wolverine didn’t know what was up, but it must be important for the professor when he reacted the way he did. The Professor ordered them to ready the air strip in an hour for preparation in receiving a plane that was arriving at five.

At approximately 5 AM, the X-men on the field heard noises of a plane approaching. The plane landed, and the port opened up as Rogue jumped out. She wore a black tube top showing her midriff, and highlighted her pale skin, with black leather pants, and the same long leather duster. In her arms was an unmoving person.

She immediately walked up to the Beast, and handed the girl to her. She said to Hank in a quiet tone, “Doctor McCoy don’t worry, the drip is to give nutrition to the girl, lest she goes into coma, because earlier I had to place her into a thrall for a while, and she’s now sleeping off the effects. I had rescued her from a mob that was very intent on persecuting her. It wouldn’t do her well if she stayed with my sire and I, so brought her here. I trust that you would provide suitable accommodations for her.”

Hank nodded immediately, taking her toward the mansion. Rogue then turned to Professor X, and said, “Test for her powers. I have a feeling that it has to do with either her skin or her mind. Now if you don’t need me then. I shall leave now.”

But, Professor X. replied persuasively, “Ms. Rogue, please don’t mind me asking that you stay as a guest until the night is here. I know the sun is going to rise soon, and it is broad daytime in California, I would think that you now need to rest; because vampires as I know are nocturnal creatures.”

“I don’t want to be an inconvenience. Besides if anything, I could sleep in the plane when I go back home” Rogue replied shortly, not liking the direction this conversation was going, since she didn’t want to stay as long as necessary.

“But, I really must insist, I am sure that the girl, when she wakes up would probably feel very scared of her surrounding, so she might feel comfortable seeing her rescuer, and thank you for your services. You may also want to fill up the engine with fuel and it would be kind of dangerous for you to be out in the sunlight as you said.”

Rogue gave a quick nod after a brief moment of weighting the consequences; however she still have to find somewhere to feed for the growing hunger of her demon. Even though she was borne from the line of the Aurlies, an older and master vampire’s clan, she was still considered a fledgling, and was prone to be more uncontrollable when bloodlust hits. She didn’t know why she didn’t feed in the two days, but her hunger was getting harder to handle.

Ororo led her to a guestroom with a bathroom, where she pulled the curtains closed. The storm goddess didn’t say anything, even when her feelings was filled a sense of familiarity at this vampiress. She would have to go see the Professor later, to maybe try and test her. There was no way, if she recognized the school then she was indeed Rogue.

She asked if the vampire needed anything, but the vampire shook her head and, said no thanks, but as she closed the door, Ororo saw that Rogue’s demonic features arose as she pulled out from her duster a red bag and another small bag. The mutant realized then, that their guest may be hungry.

She knew from her limited experience of what the mission in California had taught her, that when vampires feed, it must be at least two or three blood bags, equivalent to about two humans. If Rogue had only one bag, then she might still be hungry, so Ororo walked straight down to the lab.

Down at the medical lab, Hank hooked the girl up to a more stable life support, amazed at the wounds that have healed, especially the ones from her back that had indicated where she had been whipped. Jean was typing up reports, and both doctors looked up when Ororo walked in.

“How is that vampire?” question Jean. She didn’t like the sense of being much in the present of one, and somehow she felt that this one didn’t like her either.

“I need to see if we have several blood bags. I’m sure that she’s hungry, because I saw her feed from only one bag. Do we have some? Also, how is the girl?”

“I’ll go check.” Jean said shortly while Hank replied, “She’s stabilized, and in good conditions. If her conditions like this, then she would wake up in several hours.

Ororo nodded, and felt her husband slide his arms around her whispering in her ear, “Mon amour.”

“Not now dear, need to see to the needs of our guest first. “

“That was what Remy wanted to ask, if Goddess wanted help from this old swamp rat.”

“That would be nice, mon Coeur. But, can you help Jean with locating extra blood bags?” murmured Ororo back to Remy as she felt him pressing small kisses on the back of her neck. Ororo giggled and Remy then straighten to look toward Jean.

“Ororo that won’t be necessary, how many bags would you need?” interjected Jean.

“Three would be good, then if you don’t need help, Remy can you go, and find the professor to tell him the health progress of the girl?”

Jean gave her the necessary amount of blood, and Ororo took it with Remy following her. She motion for her husband to stay outside as walked back up to where the guest room was.

Knocking quietly, she walked in, and saw that Rogue had taken off her duster and had stretched out on the bed with her eyes closed. Apparently, she had drank the blood bag she had and had obviously used the room’s bathroom for brushing her teeth. She was a bit startled when the vampire said without opening her eyes, “Thank you, Ms. Ororo. You could leave the blood on the table I’ll go see the girl when she wakes up and notify the professor. Also send my regards to Mr. LeBeau waiting outside. I can smell his cologne from here.”

“You’re welcome. I’ll go and tell the professor your wishes.” replied Ororo with a small grin, closing the door quietly behind her and walking away with her husband teasing him quietly about his cologne.

The day was starting and the mansion was filled with the sounds of students getting up and readying themselves for school.

The students who had a view of the front portion of the mansion were startled to see a black small airplane in the basketball court, and news quickly spread to the rest of the mansion.

By breakfast, there was only talk of the strange airplane outside. Students were speculating to each other, whether this is the admission of a new fellow mutant or was it some sort of person talking to the professor?

Downstairs in the lab with the machines humming and beeping, Hank and Jean had left to take breakfast, but the patient at this moment stirred and opened her eyes slowly.

Groggily she got up and wondered where she was. To her it looked like a lab. She heard from the people in her town gossiping about these places where they take mutants to be exterminated.

Slightly panicking she knew that there was no way would they take her alive. She quickly pulled out the needles, wincing as it tore at the skin on her arm. She saw where they placed her clothes, and quickly hobbled over to gather the clothes in her arms when she heard a voice, “You know kid; you shouldn’t do that. This is only a medical facility not one of those labs. I didn’t spend my precious time saving your ass to have you leave a safe haven.”

Whirling around, Katie recognized the voice of her savior. Rogue was standing at the doorway. Backing away she said in a shaky tone, “Get away from me!”

“A ‘Thank you’ would have been nice, but seems like my saving you didn’t warrant anything. Not that I care. I’ll go and get the right people you could talk to. Now I can go home in peace. Ciao.”

“Wait! Who are you? Where am I?”

“It’s not important for you to know who I am, but it’s a nice thing to see that you’re in a safe haven. This is a special institute and school for mutants. It’s safe because there is the existence Professor Charles Xavier. He works to protect mutants from harm and persecution. Be careful in what you do and try to trust them. I’m sure they’ll be able to help you.”

As she finished saying those words, Rogue walked out the room, nodding as she heard the whispered words of “Thanks for saving me and I’m sorry for my manners.”

Outside in the hallway, Rogue stopped to press the red button that she knew would automatically notify the professor. She walked past Hank and Jean, turning to say to Hank, “Dr. McCoy, the patient is up. You can go and talk to her now.” She then walked back to the room where she was dozing after getting up to feed from the blood bags that Ororo had provided, then brushing her teeth and then falling back to the bed. The only reason why she woke up was the knowledge that the girl was awake.

It seemed that when she had used her blood to close up the wounds on the girl’s back, it had created a connection between the girl and her. When she got back to California, she would need to get Willow or Anya to help her find a spell to nullify this effect. Now that her purpose was fulfilled on her part, she could sleep peacefully, and wait until night came. She has already seen the girl and there was no more reason for her to even talk with the Professor. She contacted Spike to reassure him of the situation and that she’ll leave for California as soon as the sun sets. Spike started to purr at his childe feeling her tiredness through a sire and childe internal link. Rogue fell asleep exhausted and in response to her sire: purring and sleeping on her side.

Outside of the room, Logan paced around stopping when he heard the sounds of purring. Opening up the door quietly, he peeked in and saw that the vampire was sleeping. Sniffing, he walked in and left the door ajar behind him. He observed the women and inhaled in her scent of vanilla. He went over and placed a hand on her cool skin, noting the way that she turned toward her hand.

Everything about her made him more and more convinced that she was the Marie he lost. The only problem was to get her to admit it. Knowing that the situation was hopeless at the moment, Logan decided to ask for a vacation from the Professor as soon as she left. No prey particularly if she was his mate would be able to leave him twice. Even if she was a vampire, he would chase her to the ends of the earth, knowing that there would be all the time in the world. He left the room quietly with that thought in mind.

In the other part of the mansion, the professor went down to the medical lab, where he found Hank talking to the girl calmly while Jean drew blood for testing. It was learned that the girl’s name was Kate O’Brian, and she possessed telepathic mutation like the professor, and Jean. After reassuring the girl of her stay at the mansion, Ororo came up to the professor, and said quietly, “This vampire, may be more then what we know of her to be. She might be the long lost missing Rogue!”

“True Ororo, I have my suspicions especially since she knew how to used the telecom system. But there’s nothing that we can do about it, since she is now one of the undead. Perhaps this is the life she chose, when she left the mansion more then ten years ago.” Replied the Professor looking ahead thinking of reasons as to why she would do such a thing, dying, and then becoming an undead being. There must be something that happened in the last few months of her stay at this mansion to cause her to run and in the process bump into William the Bloody, and him turning her. Rogue was a student that he felt most regretful about. If something had indeed happened before she left, then it would be in his responsibility to feel remorse.

Everything had changed in an obscure way after she left. Scott and Jean had married shortly afterwards, and Logan became more of a changed man. He wandered around the mansion on a nearly nightly basis, running from the dreams that plague his nights. During the daytime, it wasn’t apparent, but he taught his classes with more ferocity. It earned him a reputation of being a brutal no-nonsense instructor that worked students to the bone with the lessons they were taught. He barely talked with anyone except to the professor and a few other X-men. He also obviously made a very big point of ignoring Jean and Scott. It wasn’t until the several months ago when they met the vampire Spike and Rogue that Logan started to actually change back into like what he was years earlier.

Later as night fell, Rogue woke up feeling well-rested. There was the presence of a familiar smell, but the vampire didn’t want to place the identity of that scent just yet. She put on her duster, packed her hygiene utensils and discarded the blood bags into the garbage. It was time for her to leave.

If she left now, and then it would the right timing for her to be back in LA for a quick stop at Lorne’s karaoke bar; yet as she closed the door to the room and turned around. She was faced with the presence of the Wolverine, sniffing around her. Rogue growled back as she said, “Are you done with your smelling around me, because no matter what you say. I’m not her, so give up already and leave me alone!”

Logan was able to give a reply when the professor rolled down the hallway and moved toward them with Ororo behind him. “Ms. Rogue, I thank you for saving Katie from the mob and as a token of gratitude, I would like you to accept this necklace as a gift.”

Xavier had Ororo opened up a black jewelry box of that featured a silver chain with an emerald centerpiece.

Rogue looked at the gift and shook her head as she said, “I can’t accept this gift. Please keep it and just take good care of the kid. I would like to leave now and head back to California as soon as I can. I have to go and see a friend as well as I promised Spike, that I would be home as soon as I can.”

“That is very unfortunate. It would have been in my greatest thanks that you would accept this gift. Is there any other thing that you would like, I would do my best to accommodate your wishes.”

Rogue shook her head again as she said, “I don’t expect anything. Now if I can be on my way, then it would be the better thing for me. I don’t want to waste any time. I need to go see my friend before the sun rises again, so I need to immediately leave now.”

“All right I shall have Scott, Remy, and Logan see you out. The plane has already been refueled and is ready for flight.” said the professor, clearly disappointed that he couldn’t offer anymore services. He would love to have the vampiress at least be willing to accept his gift, so he can call on her to assist him later, when he would like to have a lecture with the current students about the similarities or differences between mutants and the dark creatures of the night.

“Thanks, but it’s alright. I could take my leave alone.” replied Rouge looking ahead to the hallways that would lead her outside.

Xavier was about to say something when Remy quickly said, “Gambit would be much honored to escort Ms. Rogue out.”

Rogues had no choice then, but stiffly nod as she started to walk, her pace quickening. Taking out her cell phone, she dialed back to Spike and told him of her intent to go Lorne’s bar. Mentally, she wanted to confirm on an aching feeling she had and perhaps an answer to what was to happen from that feeling.

Logan heard what Rogue had said and was thinking about heading after her as soon as she leaves. He’ll have to have clearance with the Professor first though.

Outside, Rogue murmured “Thanks” to Remy as she went onto the plane without a backward glance. She started the plane and set it to auto-flight, mapping a route to Los Angeles. Angel had a registered parking air pad on the top of his law firm, so she could quickly get down to Lorne’s bar and then travel back to Sunnydale the night after. It would have been nearly three days since she’s been away from Spike and Rogue was anxious to get back. She didn’t want to stay at the mansion much longer. There were too many memories that she didn’t want to remember if she stayed there much longer.

The Wolverine watched with eyes of clear intent as he watched the plane lift off from the air field. He went over to the Professor and quickly gave his request. It was granted and Scott was going to be going with him in a small passenger plane. The Los Angeles airport was notified and the plane lifted off, following the black plane about fifty miles behind.

Friday, February 27, 2004
11:46 a.m.

Going home today....I think if I plan, then it's going to be a busy week ahead.... >_<

Wednesday, February 18, 2004
06:23 p.m.

Hmmm.....just went thru two tests....oy......then there's a presentation next week.... can't wait or could wait until break?