Stretching in bed when she felt wakefulness enter her mind, Tracy let herself rest happily on her bed. Opening her eyes she realized she must've fallen asleep in the tree and Victor had carried her back. Hopping out of bed full of energy she showered quickly and dressed in a short, black skirt with a whole in the back for her tail and a white tank top that said "Brat" on the front in big black letters. Brushing her hair out she figured she'd leave it down today. Exiting her room she went straight to the kitchen for some breakfast. When she got there she saw Kurt and her new friends sitting at the end of the table with a seat still empty next to them. Going straight to them she didn't watch where she was going and bumped into Blaise. He stumbled and fell, dropping his plate of food on the floor.
"Oh no! I'm so sorry Blaise!" She would've blushed but underneath all her fur it was nearly impossible to see. The sandy haired boy just shrugged and started picking the pieces of the shattered plate up.
"S'ok, accidents happen non?" He cut his finger on one of the pieces and grunted. Tracy stared at his blood as it poured down his finger, memories flitting through her mind.
Flashback
Blood poured out of a wound caused by something very sharp. Tracy watched the blood pour in fascination. She had caused this man's death, and he would not be the last for the night. She had three more people to kill before she could rest. Rising from her crouch she leapt at another running victim. Her claws sunk deep into the back of his neck and she grabbed his spinal cord, ripping it free from his back she watched the blood surge from his body almost fountain like. Releasing the torn out spinal cord she looked towards her next victim. The man was running as fast as he could, he jumped up onto a trash can and tried to climb a ladder up onto a building. His legs were dangling in the air as he struggled to climb up the ladder. Tracy smirked and leapt after the man.
She grabbed his ankles, her claws dug into him as she tried to bring him down. Pulling herself up by his ankles as the man wiggled, trying to rid her of himself. Pulling her face so it was in line with his ankles she opened her mouth and took a big bite. The man howled in pain and let go of the ladder. They plumeted to the ground, thankfully the feline side of Tracy allowed her to land on her feet but the man was less fortunate and landed on the ground in an unceremonious pile, backbone snapped. A scream made Tracy's head snap up and look towards the direction from whence it came. Preparing herself she walked slowly towards where the scream came from. She took deep breaths of air, trying to sense where the person was.
A whimper made her whirl around and leap onto the large garbage can. Glaring down at the female who screamed she growled while baring her teeth. The woman screamed again and held her hands above her face as if it would protect her from Tracy. Her hands snatched the woman's wrists and yanked her up into a standing position. Growling fiercly she dug her teeth deep into the woman's throat and ripped it out. Releasing the now dead woman she stood. There was blood everywhere, on her body, on the ground, the walls, the dead bodies. Licking her claws she let herself appreciate the metallic taste of it.
End Flashback
Snapping back into reality Tracy pulled her gaze away from the blood pouring down Blaise's finger. Helping him finish the cleaning she quickly stood up. Walking towards her seat at the table. She didn't bother to get something to eat but instead just sat down. Her face was distant as she drifted off into her mind. She had not realized that was a memory of hers and from the feel of it, the memory was quite recent. Somebody was calling her name but she was hardly aware of it. A hand was being waved in front of her face and she caught the hand easily before the person slapped her. Her eyes flitted to Kurt's as he gazed at her with concern evident in his eyes.
"Vat is wrong liebling?" His soft german accent reminded Tracy of just where she was. All her friends were staring at her in confusion.
"Nothing." She answered simply, she absentmindedly brushed a strand of black hair over her shoulder as she regarded her friends.
"No, somet'ing is wrong, you vere gazing at Blaise's blood like it vas on da menu Tracy." His awareness of the hunger she had felt for the blood surprised her.
"I...no, but...did...I..." Tracy struggled to come up with an excuse for the hunger she had felt for that long moment but failed miserably.
"Let's take this conversation in another room." Snow more ordered than suggested. They all stood up and left the room, Tracy grabbed an apple before they left. Once they entered Tracy and Snow's room, Kurt sat on the bed and he dragged her onto his lap, his arms wrapping around her waist so she couldn't leave. Axle walked up to the front of the bed and crossed his arms, the look reminded her strangely of Sabretooth.
"So what's up with you Tracy?" The tall boy asked. She merely shrugged as if she didn't know what he was talking about.
"I know what was goin' on Stripes, just tell me why you were feelin' that way." Vienna was speaking now, her all white hair was covering her face and she impatiently pushed it away.
"I had a memory of my past life s'all, just a really bad memory." Tracy looked towards the window and tried to ignore them. She really didn't wanna discuss this. Kurt slid a hand up and turned her face back towards them by force. He leaned his head closer to her ear.
"A memory that makes you vant to drink blood?" He whispered in her ear. His breath against her sent mixed reactions through her and she shuddered.
"I wasn't always a good guy Kurt." She admitted. She was ashamed that she had ever done something that brutal but forced the memory away.
"It's okay Tracy, we're just worried about you s'all." Axle commented as he gazed deep into her eyes.
"I know what you're thinking Axle, no need to hide it, I am a monster aren't I?" Kurt tightened his arms around her at her admission. Vienna turned towards Axle abrubtly.
"Were you thinking that?" She asked him, her tone was cold and clipped.
"I...well, no but I..."
"Yes or no Axle!" She screamed at her brother.
"I did alright! I'm not perfect y'know!" Axle was frustrated at his sister and it showed through his tone.
"You jerk!" Snow was pissed and she launched at her brother. Fists flew, blood showed and by the end Axle was on the floor clutching his private parts while Vienna walked away with only a split lip.
"V?" Axle moaned her name from the floor. She ignored her brother and kept walking.
"Maybe you oughta think 'bout leavin' my buds alone you frickin' ass." With that Snow lifted her brother up by the ear and threw him out of the room.
"Serves that dummes inkompetentes right."
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(A/N) Been a while, I'm sorry just review kay? -Sabeybaby
translations
liebling, darling
dummes inkompetentes, stupid incompetent
