Outcasts Snowbarry

Chapter 1

Caitlin
The coast was clear as I cAahecked around the building
where I worked for any viable options. This time a
night brought out the small portions. Something I
could do well with but it won't be completely
satisfying like I want it to be.
You see, the world isn't ready for someone like me, I
knew there were others but it's hard not to feel
isolated when you can do what I do. I wouldn't want
them to. I shiver too much and it's pretty plain to see.
That's why I had to feed. It was a necessity or I would
parish without it. The government probably would
smile with glee if one of us metas crocked one after
another. Fucking jealous mobsters.
The story goes like this: I can control my abilities but I
chose not to; it's more fun that way. Being bad had
every plus in the book. I wouldn't want to go back to
how it was, when I was a nobody being jeered at in
school. During the wake of my adolescence I saw the
first signs of my undoubted manifestation into the
meta human world. I would like to say it was all an
accident and some mad scientist gave me these
powers but the truth is more powerful than anything.
I try to look at it as a blessing, which it is for the most
part.
Metas are born the same way I was, different and
ostracized. My parents disowned me as soon as they
witnessed the first "symptoms" as they call it. I was
sent away to an orphanage that I broke out of as
quickly as I was put in. My meta abilities manifested
slowly actually. The good thing is I'm able to fucking
shift from normal to my light and dark blue form ona
dime. It's good if anyone ever wanted to hire me for
job. Can't imagine some metas out there without the
function to shift back to human form. I can only
probably shift back when I've eaten. And by eating,
I'm talking about my real special enhancement.
Very few things excite me anymore but there is
nothing more thrilling than sucking the thermos from
a human that probably deserved it. It feels like-OK
well let's be honest here-it feels like an infinity of
piercing orgasms all at once. If you get what I'm
saying. I legit can't describe it, personally I really
could try writing about how it makes me feel, but I
would rather do it then write about it. Doesn't mean
can't still have my fun with people before I off them.
Haven't you ever played with your food before you eat
it? Isn't that the best part? Savoring that shit before
devouring every last morsel.
I was in luck, score! The sounds of a boisterous party
was thumping up ahead of me. I suddenly grew
interested, knowing it was probably too easy andbarely a challenge but I had a shitty day at work, not
all that excited to chase my prey. Guess we'll see what
kind of innocent Ill be dealing with. Usually they taste
merciless after some alcohol in their system, don't ask
me why.
Creeping up to the back doorway I made my way
closer to the gathering. Sounded like all men, perfect.
Just how I like 'em. Big and dumb. Fucktarded and
delectable. My mouth was watering at the prospect. Of
course only I know that, my appetite is really getting
the better of me. Christ, I start to blink between
transformation and normal when I haven't had my
feed. It's already happening. I checked my hands and
just as I thought. My fingers are slightly frost bitten.
Time is precious, the rest of me turned into a
nightmare ifI don't get my fill. You don't wanna know
what it's like for me without my heat intake.
A group of guys just ran out, one of them almost
crashed into me, giving me shifty eye contact. He'll do.
I almost purred checking him out.
"Oh hey sweetheart." He slurred, full bottle of beer in
his right hand as he lifted it to his lips. "What's a fine
thing like you doing out this late?"
I walked up to him, playing along, his friends hardly
noticed. They were off doing stupid sloshed tricks. We were practically alone, in our own world.
Now, this is the part I do best. I could feel my veins in
my body begin to freeze over as put my hand on his
shoulder. Before I could take him anywhere I felt
myself covered in cold beer as this guy's body crashed
into mine. He turned back around, glaring at the
culprits behind him.
"What the fuck man? Hey, are you OK?" The guy asked
me, looking at me with almost sober eyes.
I straightened myself up, growing a little furious then
I realized I could use this to my advantage, like I
always did.
"Wanna make it up to me?" I raised my eyebrow.
His bold blue eyes got flirtatious with me as he
followed me to an area I led him to and pulled him so
his back was firmly against the wall.
Biting my lip I looked at his for second. He looked like
he wanted this just as badly as I did. I went in for the
kill, smashing my lips against his, smelling the strong
bat of alcohol right on the tip of his tongue. Speaking
of tongues, this guy's was everywhere; it was like he
was trying to dig his way to China. Clearly it's been a
while. I could seriously help this guy out if I cared to. But I
don't so I proceeded to humor him and let him take
the lead and He suddenly tooka hold of me and
pushed my body right where I had his. He was getting
more aggressive as we went further. I could tell he did
and I was gonna give it to him. Feeling just how hard
he was through his denims, I brushed my body
against his, grinding up against the roughness of his
exterior. Feeling a little carried away, I reminded
myself that I need to feed; this guy was almost too
easy. And I was getting turned on, but my hunger was
stronger thankfully.
He grabbed the back of my head and tooka fistful of
my hair in his grip, pulling me back to catch his
breath.
"Man, you're really aggressive. Didn't think I was
gonna land such a hot thing like you tonight."
How sweet...I licked the inside of his acidly mouth,
having more fun than I planned to, about ready to
pounce on him, my skin was burning for his thermos.
Damn, I was feeling the thirst of my inner self desires
begin to take over. I ignored what he said and pushed
my lips back over his, giving him the last taste he so
deserved from me.
"Who-who are you?" He asked between shoved of my tongue in his mouth. He actually wanted to talk, what
the fuck? "I don't know your name."
I grabbed his hair and strung it back with all my
strength, feeling every inch of me release what's in
my nature.
"You sure you wanna know that?"
I watched him wince and breathe as I tugged on him
tighter. "Sure, why not?"
Leaning down, close to his ear I felt myself getting soft
and angelic for a moment. The light and airy feeling
was hitting me hard and I just went with it. He was
hanging onto my every word...
"Killer." His wide eyes looked at me, "Frost.."I
grinned, my eyes blinking into their ferrel ice blue.
Just then I shifted hard into my natural state and
begin my sucking ritual. "You're-you're one of them!"
He exclaimed screaming out in pain.
I silenced him with one final kiss, tasting the last
droppings of his heat, throwing his completely frozen
body to the side as soon as the last thermos was
scooped in my mouth. I touched my lips, feeling a
satisfied rejuvenation serge through my body. I was in
heat, well his heat. Damn, that was good one.
scooped in my mouth. I touched my lips, feeling a
satisfied rejuvenation serge through my body. I was in
heat, well his heat. Damn, that was good one.
I almost left his body until I bent down to his level,
still in that frozen state of his. Enjoying every moment
of this I kissed him again, just making sure I got
everything this time.
"A meta? Yeah. Always have been. Always will be.
Welcome to Central City, "I paused, crouching down to
look in his scared straight expression as a smirk hit
my lips. "Least you went out happy."
Walking away staring back at another job well done I
laughed maniacally until I spotted something that
made even my frozen, dead heart boil. Feeling it rise
in chest I shot three strong maximum icicle spears
through it; not bothering to read it. I knew every word
from the first time they headlined this law.
Meta Human Registration Act
MUST be registered, ID'd finger-printed
No exceptions, consequences are decided upon hearing
See any suspicious behavior, report to authorities
Blowing a cloud of ice from my mouth I punched the
sign, releasing pieces of ice fragments on the ground.