Info

Name: She doesn't know her real name, but Rachelle calls her Vergo.
Age: Looks to be 18, but is 263.
Powers: Vamparic strength, sight, hearing and smell, transformations, and control over anything she hears in the lyrics from music. (Lightning from New Divide, fire from Burn It To the Ground, ect...)

Name: Rachelle "Minder" Drake
Age: Looks like she's 21 but is 267.
Powers: Mind reader and Vampiric stuff, too.

Accidental Meeting

"I'm sorry...who are you? Why haven't I seen you before?" A young, dark haired, blue-eyed girl asked and looked at the sitting figure in the underground room. Iceic eyes flashed open, surprising the girl.

"I don't know my name. I gave it up hundreds of years ago." The huddled figure replied. She curled in on herself, muttering things in a foreign language.

"My name is Rachelle Drake, but everyone here at Xavier's school calls me Minder." Rachelle stepped into the room unafraid. She could tell the other girl was one of her kind, a Vampire. "I'll give you a name, if you want."

"No one has ever offered something like that. Please, I want a name again." The other Vampire begged, scooting into a dark corner. Rachelle realized the Vampire wasn't used to light like she was and shut the door.

"I'll call you...Vergo."

"Recalling when we met, Vergo?" I was awoken from my thoughts by Rachelle Drake, my only friend since I'll get no closer to anyone but her.

"Yes. That was accidental, was it not?" I asked, unfurling my hair from the band that held it atop my head and let Rachelle fix it.

"Yeah, kind of. I was running from Pyro, that insolent little fire-playing jerk." Rachelle muttered the last part, but I heard it well with my hearing.

"Who's Pyro? What's his real name?" I asked, suddenly curious.

"He's a jerk that you don't need to ever meet and his real name's John Allerdyce." Rachelle replied boredly while combing back my brown, curly hair. "Why?"

"Just curious is all. I've never meet anyone other than you, Xavier, Logan, Jean, Scott,"--She giggled and blushed, pausing in my hair treatment--"and Storm."

"Ah, Storm is such a beautiful teacher, don'tcha think?" Rachelle smiled. "So is Dr. Grey. She and Logan make a great couple."

"Yeah, they do." I sighed. In my two-hundred-sixty-three years, I've never met a man I've wanted to live with for the rest of my life and change him into one of me. I wish to meet this Pyro....maybe I can cause him to come "accidently"?

"Stop thinking that. You definetly don't want to meet him." Rachelle yanked my ponytail after she finished it.

"Please, Rachelle? I want to meet him. If I don't like him, I'll turn him into an ice sculpture so you can throw him off the side of a building!" I got on my knees and begged. Rachelle didn't look at me, knowing I had the look humans called "The Puppy-Dog" face.

"Fine. I'll asked Xavier to bring him down. He needs to meet the councler anyway, what with his bad-boy attitude."Rachelle walked out into the sunlight, and I listened as she walked into the office above my room, Xavier's office, and she asked him to bring John Allerdyce to meet "The Councler". Scott, Storm, Logan, and Jean went out to find him, found him, and dragged him back to the office. Xavier explained he needed to talk to "The Councler" and get control over his "Fighter-Bad-Boy" attitude. John refused, but was dragged down the dungeon steps by Rachelle herself.

"I told ya I don't need to see a flippin' councler!" John was pushed in, Rachelle following. She looked like a pissed off Alice from Twilight.

"Actually, The Councler needs to see you, dummy." Rachelle growled. Logan, Jean, Xavier, Scott, and Storm followed in behind her, Jean closing the door.

"Pyro, John, meet Vergo. She's our most powerful being in this building, besides Rachelle here." Xavier smiled softly at the two of us as John looked at me.

"What are you? What powers do you have?" John snapped.

"I have the power of controling anything I hear in lyrics, the powers of the hero Raven of the Teen Titans, and I'm a Vampire, John Allerdyce." I stood, moving only a step in human eyes and appearing in front of John. "But I know you don't believe in such things unless I do this." I picked him up by the collar with one finger and held him in the air. He struggled to feel solid ground again, so I dropped him. Suddenly, I remembered his eyes. His green eyes struck a memory. Those wide young eyes with fear as he accidently fell through my doorway before scrambling up and running away after realizing he'd run into the wrong room. "I've seen you before. Seven years ago, you accidently came in while running away from Bobby. You two'd been fighting, so you took one chance to run by him and down these stairs. Another accidental meeting I've had. The very first, so to speak."

"She remembers things in the past, unlike Rachelle. She can read memories in other people's minds along with their thoughts, but cannot find old memories like Vergo can." Xavier murmured loud enough for John to hear.

"You're that pale chick who always stayed down here? I was expecting you to come up sometime or later. I even threw rocks down the stairs to see if you'd come up to tear my head off." John said, frowning.

"Hm, guess my superhuman hearing didn't pick it up." I shrugged, smirking.

"Stop smirking or I'll wipe it off with fire." He opened a silver lighter and took out a flame, holding it in his palm. I remembered the name of a good Nickleback song: Burn It to The Ground, and created a flame from thin air. He gasped and looked at it.

"Just from a song's name." I smirked again.

"Alright, I'd normally not say this to anybody but myself but--"

"That's amazing." Rachelle finished for him. He looked at her incrediously. "I read minds."

"Stop reading mine." John growled. Rachelle rolled her eyes and sighed dreamily. She was already thinking about Scott being so close to her.

"Well, John, Logan, Jean, Scott,"--Rachelle sighed again--"Storm, let's leave these two ladies to their hair and dresses for tonight's dance." Xavier ordered. John looked straight at Rachelle, who nodded, as did Scott, who blushed. Rachelle nodded, too, and blushed bright red. The others left, and I gave Rachelle my "tell me now" look.

"He wanted me to tell you he wants you to go with him and he didn't want to ask himself in front of the teachers because they'd give him a hard time until he got to his room." Rachelle said, not finishing the whole thing.

"Rachelle, what'd Scott want?" I demanded.

"He was asking me....to the...dance!" She squealed and danced around the room with a bright red blush across her usually pale cheeks. (Yes, RachyDoodle, we blush...)

"Holy Crow. Let's get ready, like Xavier said." I pulled her along.

John's POV....

"Let's get ready, like Xavier said." I smiled a bit. She wanted to go with me. I wonder how she'll look tonight? I hope she's gorgeous, that way I can knock Bobby from the sexiest girlfriend list. I'm glad I've got good looks, and now, time to get my money.

(Uh, oh. First chapter and there's already a problem? CAN U HELP ME, RACHYDOODLE OF GREATNESS?! Sorry, I had a non-diet green tea with citrus and it's effecting my system.)