Disclaimer 1: Much as I would like to, I do not own the x-men. However, I do own Vampira, Stephen, Enigma, and any other characters that seem unfamiliar to you, because I made them up.
Disclaimer 2: The characters and mentioned events contained her are roughly from 1984 to 1991. I basically took all my favorite characters and events and squashed them into a time sequence that suited the events I created for my new characters. So if it doesn't seem accurate or up to date to you, I'm sorry. Otherwise, enjoy!
It was a perfectly normal day, as far as the x-men were concerned. Magneto was trying to take over the world again, the Juggernaut had been sighted in Boston, and mutant vampires were about to be killed by freaked out villagers in central Europe. As team leader, Nightcrawler decided to tackle the vampires first. It wasn't perhaps the most logical thing to do, but it sounded like the most interesting. Besides, he had a soft spot for people chased by mobs, seeing as that is exactly what happened to him not many years ago. He brought up the data about the two 'vampires' on Cerebro. 'While vampirism has been reported in this particular area for centuries, a mob has only recently formed to eradicate the problem. The riot was triggered by several vampiric killings in the surrounding villages' 'How exactly does this involve the x-men?' Kurt typed into the computer. He read the words that appeared on the screen 'One of the vampires is a mutant.' Aha! The clincher. The x-men always came to the aid of a fellow mutant in trouble, but was a force of evil that happened to be a mutant worth saving? Growing up in Germany Kurt knew the horrors of vampires. But he wouldn't know the truth until he got there. "Best round up the troops." Teleporting out of the office that Cerebro was housed in, Nightcrawler began to assemble the rest of his team.
"This isn't going well, Stephen!" Driani was getting scared. It wasn't the first time she had been chased by a mob, and she was fairly confident that nothing could happen to her or her lover, but fighting masses of angry villagers was never a pleasant experience. She had always lived on the edge, even back when she was mortal. Hiking alone along steep mountain trails, and activity strictly against her father's orders, had been her favorite past time. Knowing that one wrong step would be the end of her should have been frightening, but it only exhilarated her. However, hiking for fun and having people attempt to kill you were very different kinds of thrills. Not that she could blame the villagers who were currently throwing torches and rocks at her home. She had been somewhat...reckless during her last feeding. A semi-vampire like herself had three forms; her human form, a stronger and winged half human half bat form (which is capable of thought), and full out bloodsucking beast. When in her third form, Driani had no control over her actions. Thus the frequent deaths that resulted when she was unable to resurrect her consciousness from the depths of her alter ego, while not really her deeds, were still her fault. But try to reason with people that wanted to avenge a murder... "I am well aware of our situation, Driani!" Stephen's response to her statement jerked her from her musings. His harsh tone betrayed his fear. Both vampires were at the top of the highest tower in their citadel, but the humans below them where starting to climb the walls. Sheer will to survive against the frenzied swarm of hundreds may or may not be enough to keep Driani and Stephen alive, even with all their considerable powers. (Wait, you say? You think vampires can't be killed because they're immortal? Well they can, according to me. Immortality just means that they are impervious to disease, age, and most injuries. But as for a stake through the heart... Back to our story.) No, this wasn't going well at all...
"Hey, guys! We've got a mission! Quite fooling around and get into your uniforms!" Nightcrawler coaxed his teammates into abandoning their game of 'Try To Kill The Vicious Holographs' in the danger room. After they were prepared, he began to brief them in the hanger while they got the Blackbird ready. "What's it this time?" questioned the team's youngest member, Shadowcat. While filling his friends in on the mission he had discovered, Nightcrawler looked around at the mutants surrounding him. None of them were very happy people currently. Shadowcat and Colossus were no longer dating as a result of Colossus's falling in love with another girl, which would have left him happy and Kitty desolate if his lover hadn't died. As it was, they were both miserable. Rachel had fled the future to attempt to save humanity from their destructive fate, but instead of finding the past she knew she found herself in a different time line all together. A time line where her mother is dead and she doesn't exist. Rogue still hadn't mastered control of her mutation, and as a result she couldn't have physical contact with anyone. When both of Wolverine's true loves, Silver fox and Mariko, had died, Logan had been so miserable he temporarily left the x-men. He was currently somewhere in the Canadian wilderness. Jubilee had run away when she found out that he left. No one knew where she was. And with such dismal friends, how could Nightcrawler be happy? Besides, he himself was starting to lose his faith in god after his encounters with the Beyonder. No, they were not a happy group, but they tried their best to hide their feeling and continue with their task, saving mutants from humanity and humanity from whomever else threatened them. It wasn't easy, but somebody had to do it. "Okay, into the jet!" An hour later the x-men found themselves in one of the most difficult combat situations they had ever encountered.