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The young girl passes and he smiles to himself.
"Not at all my dear, the pretty ones still seem to walk into my ill-fated arms" he mutters, knowing Rogue could hear.

As she walked the crowed sidewalk her enhanced senses picked up the noise of the cars and people talking and her sense of smell picked up the aroma around her both good and bad. Yet she ignored that as she walked the street as if she was searching for something.

As Bridget passed an alley her hearing picked up a faint cry for help and
she stopped and looked down the alley. Bridget walked in the darkened alley and pulled one of her Glocs and moved silently until she was in view of what was going on. She saw a woman(maybe early 30s) on the ground,
her top torn and there was desparation on her face. Around her were five
street punks having fun; like a cat playing with a mouse before the kill.

Bridget holstered her Gloc and stepped out into the open catching the five punks by surprise. She smiled and said "You have til the count of ten to
leave or die...your choice." The so called leader said. "You know pretty lady when we're done with this one ...we'll party with you." Bridget walked slowly towards the five street punks and one moved to knock her down
and subdue her.

Bridget waited til he was within 4" before she struck the punk in the chest;
shattering his sternum and ribs and sent the body flying 15'. "Next." was all
Bridget said and two attacked one with a knife the other with a two-by-four
Once in range Bridget did a tiger kick and shattered the two-by-four and caught the other's hand holding the knife and spun flipping him to the pavement then stepping on the punk's neck crushing his airway and spine.
The punk with what was left of the two-by-four had his left knee shattered
the his neck broken. The other two ran for it and Bridget went after them
and caught them one after the other shattering thier bones like tissue paper.

Bridget went back to the woman and took a coat from one of the punks and wrapped it around her. Bridget helped her to her feet and held her up while they both walked to the street. Bridget flagged down a taxi and put the woman in it and told the cabbie to take the woman to the nearest hospital and gave him a fifty for his trouble. That done Bridget continued her walk thru the nite

"Telepath...some one is watching me." Bridget thought as she continued to
walk down the street. There was another hotel; what a joke you paid by the hour, just up ahead. When she reached it Bridget went into it and immediately ran up the stairs to the roof and forced the door open.

Silently she moved to the place where she had encountered the punks and
scanned the area looking for the person who had sent that message. And she found her on the edge of the building accross the alley. Bridget took a few steps back than ran and jumped the alley onto the the other roof keeping herself screened by the pigeon coop. Bridget slipped out of the darkness behind the woman and said.... "You have something to say to me then say it to my face."

"I usually just kill vampires... I find that thier patter is the same old statements; maybe with a few variations but it basically comes down to the same meaning." Bridget looked at the woman and guaged her by her posture and words. Sure she was telepathic but if she tried to mess with Bridget she would be in for a surprise.

"So what are you, the young cocky vampire, the old vampire seeking to capture some semblence of life because you're bored, or the stupid one who thinks he/she is invincable." "I've met them all and they are nothing but ash beneath my feet."

"Me, I'm nothing but a killer...plain and simple. No thoughts of justice... No
thoughts of vengence...No thoughts of rightousness against the powers of
hell."

"You were human once...what was it like when you were embraced." "Did
you cry out in fear, weep, surrender to it, fight like hell to stay alive, or curse God for abandoning you?"

Briget reached into her 'Duster' and pulled out something that could easily
be mistaken as a yo-yo and held it loosely in her right hand. "You can leave now vampire and live by the grace of whatever powers still give a damn about you... or you can try your luck now."

*Rogue continued to smile.*
"I'm not telepathic," she said, reading the surface thoughts of her mind. Truthfully she was not a true telepath...she had just learned to manipulate her vampiric senses well, someone had taught her it was possible to read into minds to any degree no matter what type of vampire one tended to be...and that one could speak into the minds of others...as a mere voice..
"...why wish to kill me. I've done you no ill will. Not saying that I would allow it..."

*Rogue listened to her comment and dismissed it as the young's own arrogance.*


"You do not know who you're dealing with."
*She took a drag on her cigarette and looked at the duster and turned away.*
"Leave me to my peace to rot in my own grave."

*Rogue turned fully facing her, her eyes beginning to blaze glowing in the dark of the night in the deep green emerald they so often did...

"Altered humans all seem to be the same, maybe like you view vampires...a pity you've never met one that could slow your heart til it stopped...or one willing to let you in on the glorious secret.

You're already a killer and nothing more...you find yourself so much better protecting a humanity that really does not exist in the world. It is full of hate and you, being what you are...humanity does not accept you...

At least I've lived a life, died, and been reborn into a new one....
It does not matter to me who you are dear huntress..."
*She said these words now walking towards Bridget, slowly as not to bring her harm at the moment.*
"...It only matters to me who you could become...."

*It was true...the vampire Elder was offering immortality to the young woman....strange as it was the moment seemed to present itself.*

*Rogue simply smiled and put an hand to Bridgets chin slowly as not to alarm her.*

"The choice is yours love...think it over if you like, most don't get the chance to decide."
*Her eyes still blazed and in her speech her French accent was detectable. She then slowly turned to head away into the night.*

"Think it over."

*With that Rogue walked to the edge of the building and then leapt to the next then down into an alleyway and out onto the mainstreet heading who knows where.*