Rogue awoke when the fangs sunk into her neck, although, she did not move, nor open her eyes. She just laid there and let him drink, and she would watch him spat it out, she smiled. Her eyes slowly opened as she sat up to see a vampire. Her dark blue hair blew in the wind from the open window, as she watched him coughed and stumble around. She didn't like vampires too much, in fact, she didn't really like anyone. She had no friends, for a simple reason, she avoided them all. To them, she didn't exist. She was nothing, just like they were. She got out of bed, ignoring the vampire as she got herself dressed. Placing her scarf around her neck and then turned around to the vampire with a bored yawn. She watched as he would now have visions of her, of how cold she really was. He would see her past, of those she killed. He would see that she left a dying man who pleaded for mercy. He would then see her walk through a dark alley, blood dripping from her swords as she stared onto what seemed to be a shrine of some sort. Then he would come back to reality, she smiled to him, she wasn't sure what he had been through just now, what had just happened, but she couldn't care less.

"What time do you call this? It took you long enough. Anyway, I hope you liked the blood, but considering you spat it out, I guess you didn't. Obviously I've got bad blood. I can't be assed to deal with the likes of you right now anyway. So, you can help yourself out, right?"

She yawned again and walked straight passed him. She then got onto the balcony and looked back to him, she didn't care if he tried to drink her blood, as long as he stayed out of her way, he would be fine. She then dove off the balcony and disappeared in the night. She couldn't even be seen by a vampire, it was like she just vanished. There was no trace of her whatsoever, expect the remains of her blood on the floor. Although it wasn't abnormal for her, she vanishes into the darkness frequently, where she goes is unknown, nobody knows. Where would such a young girl be going at a time like this? Nobody knows, will the secret ever be spilled? That is a question to be answered another time.