She'd once been a superheroine. She'd once saved people, been alive. Now Jen was so different but in some ways the same. She wore a tight black outfit instead of her white and purple one. Her top was barely zipped up enough to hold in her massive emerald breasts. Her long dark emerald hair hung down framing her face, but instead of emerald eyes black and red vampiric eyes tarted back her dark emerald lips parted just a bit to reveal sensual sharp deadly vampiric fangs. Her emerald nails lengthened and retracted sharpening and unshraping. Jen was so much more now. She was even tough enough to take the sun light much longer than most vampires could though ist still burned. Still hurt still seared skin and brought smoke. 'Which is why I'm here in the dark' Jen thought to herself as she tilted her head watching the Xavier mansion. Her mistress commanded her to find at least a few other mutants, to sire them...to bring them into the fold...to strengthen her ranks. She quirked a faint smile at herself yet Jen slid off the Xavier mansion wall and landed silently o the lawn. Jen quickly sauntered across it moving like a ghost then transformed into mist she reformed against the mansion wall clinging to it like spiderman as she climbed up towards the second then third story windows. Investigating each room until she paused at Rogue's and gazed in as he mind clicked. She remembered the skunk haired mutant. THe gorgeous brunette, and felt a rush, as she slid her tongue ver her fangs and ached tobury them into Rogue's neck, or full breast.