The lights were dozens of different colors as I passed through the mass of bodies, I always did love Parisian nights clubs. They were the most fun mainly because of the multitude of different kinds of people and the music was new and young. Not to mention the clothes everyone wore were marvelous; Paris isn't one of the fashion capitols of the world for nothing. It made me feel as young as I looked.
As I squeezed through bodies to get to the bar and sat down I found myself in the presence of one of the most beautiful men in the world, and I have been around for a few years and been to a lot places. He was tall and muscular, his hair dark and his smirk approving of my dress and look.
"See something you like?" I quirked to him in a flirting manner, his smirk stayed in place as he called over the bartender and ordered a drink.
"Perhaps, I might be even more intrigued if I knew your name, because it has to be as lovely as you are." So his accent wasn't French, in fact I could barely trace one, as if he was completely neutral and had no true country of origin to claim. The bartender soon placed the drink the man ordered in front of me and I smiled as I accepted it.
"Babs, short for Barbra." I said taking a sip, "though I believe you should return the favor and tell me your name."
"It's Felix." He said taking my hand and kissing it, the action sent a jolt through my body and made me feel the true desire this man wanted of me. What he felt towards me.
Hunger.
And it was not hunger of lust or of passion, but true starving hunger and thirst, as if for blood.
I didn't let this emotion phase me, keeping my face calm and smiling as I continued in conversation with Felix for another thirty minutes, in that time I learned he was from Italy and in town on business with a friend who hadn't wanted to go clubbing with him, and throughout our discussion his feelings didn't change, in fact they got stronger. Soon I knew I would have to make an escape of sorts, but my heightened senses told me this would be no easy feat so I let my instincts tell me what to do.
"Well Felix, I do hope we may be able to get out of here together, but first I have to go to the restroom, why don't you stay here and settle your payment while I'm there. I'll be back here in at most twenty minutes if the lines are bad." I told him with a flirty smile and a hand on his knee.
"I quite like that idea; I shall see you in a few minutes." He said quietly into my ear over the blasting music.
As I walked away swinging my hips as I went I contemplated my escape, as soon as I was in the bathroom I looked for a window, happily finding one that I could escape through without getting stuck. As I got up and put my legs through a girl asked me what I was doing. I responded in French that a man was waiting outside that I had trying to avoid, and thus was using a different method of evasion.
As I landed outside I quickly took off my heels and ran far to the first clothing store I could find. Pure instinct led me there and soon I was dressed in boys clothing, my long dark hair in a cap and drowning myself in the smell of men's cologne before leaving through the back door and making my way to the nearest transportation.
I pulled out my cell phone as I made my way down the stairs to the subway. I speed dialed the first person I thought of, and three rings later he picked up.
"Hello?" A voiced said with a pleased questioning, as he knew it was me.
"Steven I'm in a bit of trouble." I told one of my oldest and closest friends.
"What do you mean Babs? You didn't meet up with Éclair in Paris did you?" He asked a bit nervous, Éclair and I had gotten into a bit of a tiff 20 years or so back and she hasn't been the fondest of me since.
"No, it isn't Éclair; I met someone at a club and got a very different vibe when I touched him. He felt hungry, and not hungry for me in bed, I mean three course steak dinner hungry." I explained as I bought a ticket.
"Wait, was he very pale and attractive?" He said I could practically hear him run his hand down his face.
"Yes, Steven what do you know?" I said starting to feel very nervous.
"Babs, you should be blessing your abilities right now, because if you didn't have them there would have been a huge problem going on with you and that guy." He explained, in the last thirty years I had known Steven he had never sounded so relived and scared at the same time.
"Listen to me alright, just get your credit card from me and take the first flight you can find to LA. I have to explain your problem a bit more, and on the phone isn't the best way. Please tell me though that you took extra precaution." He pleaded to me.
"Yeah, even more than usual. I changed clothes to look like a guy and drowned myself in axe. The only things I have on me from before are my necklace and my means of money.' I told him as I got of one train and quickly started to make it to the nearest airport.
"Good, because these guys are good trackers, they'll be able to find you quickly if you're not careful. You might be lucky and the one you met might not have any abilities but he may have a friend who could help him. Keep mental walls up okay. I'll see you in LA." And then he hung up, as I looked at the phone I finally started to fear what had happened to me.
As Steven advised I put up my walls and it wasn't fifteen minutes before I felt someone trying to penetrate them. I quickly pushed them back shouting within my mind for them to leave, and with astonishment on their part, they did. I felt them a few other times but they never were able to get what they wanted as I could feel their disappointment.
Within the next 2 hours I was on a plane to California with no baggage and fell asleep quickly, the last few hours stress finally catching up with me.
A/N so most of you are probably wondering what the hell is going on but everything will be explained soon and more of what she is will be explained in the next chapter.