The bar was dark and smoky the sounds of chatter made it easy to walk through undisturbed. It looked like a good old country bar. It was a good hunting ground for a thief, drunk men who were looking to hook up with sexy little vixen. She was sitting quietly in the corner running her finger over the edge of her glass. She was a striking beauty, her platinum blonde hair was curled perfectly framing her heart shaped face, but the most striking feature she had were her bright violet eyes. Licking her ruby red lips she scanned the bar looking for her next target. She found a cute little blonde sitting at the bar with a few friends, he was scruffy and looked timid. A perfect victim for her to take advantage of. She held her glass to her lips and finished it, hopping off the stool she sashayed her way over to the bar, not too far from the blonde man.

"Excuse me!" She called to the bartender, ignored her talking with another man. "How is a girl supposed to get a drink in this place?" She complained with a sigh turning to the blonde man who was watching her. She shot him her most charming smile walking up to him. "Do you think you could get me a drink?" The man blinked unsure of what to say at first. He looked at her up and down, she was wearing a black pencil skirt that hit right above the knee, and a blue silk button up top.

"Yeah I could do that." He said his voice shaking slightly, she smiled at him thankfully. "Hey bartender gimme another beer and a...What did you want?" He asked her.

"Scotch on the rocks." She replied with a smirk.

"And a scotch on the rocks." He yelled, the bartender nodded and started to get the drinks.

"My name is Cherise." She introduced offering her manicured hand to him. He gladly took it and she smiled on the inside. She had caught her prey hook line and sinker.

"I am Chris Bradly." He replied with a big smile on his face, "You want to join me?"

"That would be lovely thank you. So what do you do?" Cherise was curious about what kind of pay off she could get from this guy.

"I am in the army." Chris replied taking the beer from the bartender. There wasn't going to be much money on him, she needed to get his wallet as quickly as possible and find another target. She started her con.

"You're in the army." She asked putting her hand on his arm, slowly her spell would begin to work on him. "Army guys are really sexy, are you about to go on a tour?" Her voice light and airy, she could see her charms working on him.

"Yeah, top secret." He confirmed proudly puffing out his chest a bit.

"Oh really, it must be dangerous." She gasped bring her hand to her lips acting surprised.

"Well, yeah kind of." She smiled at him fluttering her beautiful long lashes at him.

"Well soldier boy why don't I give you a going away present?" She grabbed his hand and pulled him off the stool, leading him towards the bathroom. Pressing him against the wall they began to kiss, her tongue teasing his lips. Chris pulled her close as they began making out. He let out a low moan as she bit his lip, pulling away she began to kiss his neck letting her fangs grow out she sunk her teeth into his flesh, he gasped and fell to the ground. She smiled flipping him over and pulling out his wallet.

"Don't worry you'll be able to move soon, you're not going to die or anything. I just wanted your wallet. Oh and you will have some memory loss." She explained going through his wallet she found about a hundred dollars. Tossing the leather wallet back taking the money and putting it in her bra. As she walked out she smiled to herself, that was almost a grand tonight, she had hit five bars that night and she was doing great. While she was walking out of the bathroom she noticed the group of his friend chatting and smiling, she had only injected him with enough of her poison to knock him out for about five minutes. Some days she really loved being a mutant, not only was she blessed with her own neurotoxic venom, she could control pheromones giving her the ability to manipulate people, a heightened and superhuman sense of smell.

She noticed a man at the end of the bar, he was hunched over. Short brown hair, long black trench coat, and lots of facial hair. She walked slowly over careful to read his body language, and smell him. He was nursing a glass with scotch in it, he was staring at the bar as he carved something into it. Smiling to herself Cherise sat down a bar stool over from him. He smelled like sweat, and pine, it was such a masculine smell. Without much thought she began to release pheromones to subtly draw his attention. She ordered another drink this time it was vodka and lime, she took a deep breath in trying to find out more about him, just from his scent he could tell he was incredibly healthy, and she didn't need his hormones to tell her he was intensely dominant.

He straightened up a little looking over at her, she ignored him taking another sip of her drink. This was her favorite part about seduction, she didn't need to say a word she could tell how much a man wanted her, what he was like, and could lure him in with just her presence. The only problem with her mutation is sometimes she attracted the wrong people, she couldn't just influence one person everyone in the room would be effected. Usually though the men just thought she was sexy, they didn't know what it was about her they just found her insanely attractive. She could feel his eyes on her, she smiled to herself licking her lips she casually looked over.

He had intense green eyes, they contrasted her violet ones perfectly. He didn't smile, he just stared at her, and she noticed his nails. They looked dangerous, hell he looked dangerous but she had yet to get herself in a position she couldn't get out of. Looking down at her drink she debated how she wanted to pull him. Then the worst thing in the world happened.

"Hey there hot stuff." A man greeted walking up to her putting his hand on her lower back. Her smile fell, turning she looked at him dead in the eye. He had brown eyes, brown hair with a little facial hair.

"Can I help you?" She asked a little annoyed, this is the moment where she hated controlling her pheromones

"I was wondering if you wanted to boogy." He said a charming smile on his face, he was wearing a red muscle shirt, and army pants. She sighed deeply but she could still feel the other man's eyes on her.

"No thank you, I am quite happy sitting here." She tried releasing aggressive pheromones to make him go, which didn't seem to be working.

"Do you mind if I sit with you then?" He asked taking the seat between the man she was trying to seduce and her.

"Actually I do." She growled she was starting to genuinely hate this man.

"Wade, run along the girl isn't interested." The man said mildly amused by the interaction. His voice was deep and gruff. Nice looks and he had a sexy voice she had hit the jackpot. Wade grumbled and walked away, she smiled a little thankfully the man had come by. She looked at the man who had just spoken.

"Thank you." She replied getting off the stool she walked up to him. He leaned against the bar watching her like a predator about to pounce on his prey. She reveled in his gaze, she didn't have to force the pheromones anymore, he was arousing her all on his own. He was so feral looking, maybe it was the coat or his eyes but she was taken with the man in front of her. They stared at each other as if waiting for the other to make the first move. The man smirked his sheer presence was intoxicating.

"I didn't do it for you." He replied his voice was cold and husky. The response made her hot, she licked her lips slowly taking a step closer to him.

"You feeling selfish?" She questioned a sultry smirk on her lip. The man chuckled darkly leaning towards her. She was quite bold, he didn't usually have women hitting on him. She was quite a beauty too, her body was toned but curvy, and her skin was a creamy white. He imagined his claws leaving marks all over her body, while she whimpered and screamed.

"And if I am?" He growled leaning forward, he was only inches from her face.

"Then come get it." She turned away from him, she wasn't going to let him have her begging quite yet. She swung her hips seductively as she walked out of the bar. The man chuckled slightly, smirking he finished his drink and followed her. It was dark but the moon was full casting eerie shadows. Cherise dipped into an alley beside the bar waiting for her intense new friend to find her. He walked out of the bar taking a whiff of the air, he could smell her sweet scent. He followed his nose, finding her standing in the alley with a daring look in her eyes. He was definitely going to have fun with her. As he walked towards her she raised her head confidently, soon he was towering over her, she had to be at least four or five inches shorter than him. Her breath was getting caught in her throat, he smelled amazing. He grabbed her and pushed her against the wall, she let out a tiny yelp in surprise. His dark face inches from hers.

"You gonna scream for me?" He growled into her ear his hot breath making her hair stand on end. She closed her eyes shifting her body she pressed her hips against his.

"You gonna make me?" She demanded biting her lips. Those lips they were plump and looked very soft. The man smirked smashing his lips on her's in raw animal passion. Her legs began to go weak, as her new lover pulled away. He stared into her eyes his dark mind thinking of all the horrible thing he could do to her, like slice up that pretty pink skin of her's. She moaned as he he let go of her hands and pulled her closer to him. She ran her hands from his chest all the way up to his hair. Her touch felt good, and the scent of her wetness as making him crazy.

He pressed his lips against her savagely making her let out a small whimper. He smiled on the inside he was going to make her scream for more. He wanted her writhe underneath him he wanted to smell the mix of fear and lust come off every part of her body. He growled grabbing her throat, and looking at her with dark eyes. The hand on her throat began to hurt and she began to panic a little he smirked as she clawed at his hands. He fucked hard her in that alley way and she loved it, every moment, she needed more of him. He zipped himself up and he smirked at her. That small little creature was going to be his to abuse. Next time he wasn't going to be so nice, next time he'd surprise her and take her where ever she was, it didn't matter she was going to please him.