"Ugh" yelled Rogue "I can't believe you Warren, can't we just agree to disagree".
"You know I'm right, but you won't admit it".
"You're so stubborn".
This argument went on for several minutes and no one was sure of how it started especially Storm who before this moment in time was scouting the area for anything suspicious.
"What are you talking about" interrupted Storm.
"He said….." began Rogue.
"Wait before that" interrupted Storm (again).
"Where's the kid" finished Warren.
There was a flurry of motion as Rogue span around so fast that she knocked herself sideways.
"She was just here" cried Rogue motioning to the empty air in front of her.
"Okay" responded Warren smoothly "let's check on the ground".
They all nodded in silent agreement and started to spiral down to the ground.
And there she landed, right in front of the eraser who argued with me before, his smug face turning sour. He watched his team surprised faces, recognising there animal instinct to destroy their prey he had to act fast. They've all heard the stories of how her blood is the sweetest to taste, it would be a dream come true to try some. There was a small pool of blood forming around her; no one was worried because she heals fast. They looked at their captain, the expression on his face said everything, leave her. The smug one pounced anyway lapping up the blood and biting her several more times so there would be more. The captain bounded over there and grabbed him by the scruff of his neck then threw him on the floor.
"Take her" growled the captain "I will catch up in a minute" they took her and ran.
He stood there for a minute, like a statue, staring at the small pool of blood. He extended one finger and swiftly placed it in the pool, then raised it up to his mouth and ever so carefully licked. It was still warm, his heart raced and senses heightened, the air buzzed around him and when it stopped he croaked out a very quiet "wow".
He quickly fiddled with a used tissue and soaked up what little was left then continued in running back to his team.
"Beast, Beast" cried Rogue.
"Yes…" he started.
"Have you seen her?"
"Last time I checked she was up there with you" answered Beast "why, have you lost her"
"Haha, not funny"
"I think she fell in the woods about ten minutes ago"
"Thank you" said Storm placing her hand on Rogue shoulder "it will be ok".
They took off, there seemed to be something in the air. Something which makes your hairs stand on end.
"Quick, get her into the cage before one of those idiots notices she's missing" ordered the captain.
They dropped her into a small dog cage and then threw it into the back of the yellow van with the words 'Als plumbing' on the side. The erasers arranged themselves in a semi-circle shape around the cage, each knew what the other was thinking, 'blood' 'blood, 'blood'. A subtle nod from the captain and…. There came the first needle with a pipe attached to the end, six more came shooting into her with pipes on the end. Everything was silent except the occasional slurp and sigh. You could say it was a disturbing sight.
They landed in a small clearing, there was no way of telling that erasers had been there just five minutes before, everything was as it should be In a forest except for maybe the corner of a fire pit poking out from under pine needles and If you look up there is a human sized hole of where twigs should have been. Somewhere behind them a bush was rustling.
"Who goes there "demanded Warren.
"Me" growled the voice.
"Me, who" asked Warren getting rather annoyed.
There was even more rustling and out came Wolverine. There was no hi or hello just
"I smell blood".
"Animal blood" suggested Storm.
"No not animal blood or people or even exactly mutant" pondered Wolverine "I think this is our girl".
"Can you follow the scent?" asked Warren.
"Yes".
"Then get going" urged Rogue.
Wolverine bolted North West and only occasionally stopped to catch the scent again; this also gave the others a chance to catch up since they couldn't fly because the trees are too close together. In front of them was a long tarmac road stretching for miles both left and right. In the distance to the left was a yellow van.
"There that van, she's in that van" pointed out Wolverine.
They took off speeding towards the van. Wolverine caught a lift with Rogue who then deposited him on top of the van and then proceeded in ripping the doors off their hinges. What they found in the back of the van made their strong stomachs churn. There, in front of them was the girl stuffed into a dog cage, her face as white as snow. Seven pipes leading out of her with one each to a different attacker's mouth. The erasers were dumbstruck, unaware of anything else but the blood. Storm rushed forward taking the opportunity to grab the cage and smacking one of the erasers in the face for good measure. She was in and out in a flash.
"Artic snow and ice come from the Heavens and do my bidding" cried Storm.
A wall of ice formed where the door used to be, the erasers (who are finally coming back to their senses) banged and hit it but it was unbreakable. The driver who was still oblivious to what had just happened continued driving.