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Chapter 8 Location: Confession club Players: Alexander @Slinar [Alexander Montferrier] ST: @!Yr Hyennaes (Tash/Kris/Agnes) (edited)

The offer of Montferrier bothered the guy for a long time. So leaving a note to Alexandria he texted the tremere. "Hello mister Montferrier. You mentioned I can help somehow. So I wonder when and how I can do that."

Some time passed before Montferrier answered.

Confession's club, at 10pm.

"Will be there. Thank you"

The guy went to Confession first. The blonde beautiful guy attracted the girls and he could be noticed as a scared puppy in the corner in a company of a girl visitor who tried her luck to charm him.

Montferrier was already there chatting with Venus at the bar, looking around and immerging himself with this mood, this so desired past he left behind. As soon as he saw David enter, he walked toward him, mask already on. "How are you, David?" He grabbed his shoulder, pressing it softly. "That's not a nice question, but a true one."

- Oh, - he seemed a bit confused, - I... Thank you for asking. I am getting to it. Alexandria does well explaining me how the things work.

Alexander looked at him for a bit, silent. "Are you ready to show me where those monsters are ?"

That question confused him even more. - M-monsters? I am not sure what monsters do you mean exactly but I can show where Megs made her parties. It's out of the city, actually.

"Let's go."

08:20

Alexander led David to his car, before driving where he led him.

08:21

In the car, I've got my shotgun, my stakes are on me of course and I've got my axe in the car. It should be fine.

08:21

"What do you think of your Sire David ? And of those you met ?"

- Alexandria is amazing. Well, sometimes she gets me confused with all the luxury she's surrounded by, but I hope I will not disappoint her. The rest... I am not sure I know them well enough to tell anything. Why are you asking? What about you?

Alexander stopped the car, looking at the young boy. He posed his arm on the back of his seat, looking at him. "What about me ? You don't have a opinion? Tell it, I'm not the one to be hurt by hurtful words."

He got a bit scared and started to talk more quiet. - I... I... - he wanted to repeat about her doesn't know people, but was too scared. - They're... Dangerous. So as you are I guess.

Alexander sighed. "I am indeed. But so are you, David. What is the most important for you is to find what's your purpose. And to have a way to put the Beast at bay. To not succumb to it. And to never trust anyone. Be it your Sire, me, or anyone. Everyone is a potential ennemy in this World of Darkness."

16:42

He turned on the engine again, driving to Megan's home.

The guy looked attentively to Montferrier but left his comments silent. After a party long time they arrived at the border of LA. There were some nice and pretty rich property objects. David pointed at one of the two-storey big houses on the street. - There. This is the house.

"Fantastic. Now the question I need to ask you is :" The masked figure turned to him, sighing a bit. "Do you want to avenge yourself of what you’ve been through and go with me ? Or do you want to have me take care of it, and stay in blissful ignorance?"

The guy still was scared. A lot. Montferrier easily smelled that kind of feeling. But at the same time the young Rose got over himself with a great effort. - I will go with you.

"… You know how to use a gun ? How to fight ? Or wield a axe ?"

07:02

The tone of Montferrier was still cold, but casual.

The guy got confused again. - N-no... - he seemed realising he is probably making a mistake choosing to go. But at least he had the courage to do so.

"It will be dangerous David. I do this to save you, but I can’t let you risk your life if it’s not going to help us win. Do you understand that ?" He extended his hand and tapped the forehead of David with the tips of his middle and index fingers. "I’ll get you back to your place, and I’ll keep you informed of what’s happening."

- No! I need to go! I don't want my Sire in trouble. And me too, - he obviously turned shortly to a heroic mode. He looked at tremere's fingers not moving. - I... I need to do that. To prove I'm worth. Under a bit after circumstances he probably started crying.

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You little fucker, you’re trying to get under my skin and you’re succeeding.

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"David. What are your powers ? As a Cainïte i mean."

- Uh... - he started to remember what he was told just recently, - I can move faster, charm and have sharpen senses. The last one for sure, I already used them...

"I will let you come with me. But at the first word of me, when i say the word "sky", i want you to go away. To flee. Am I clear ?"

- Yes, - he nodded and looked at the tremere from the bottom like the beaten dog.

"Let's go then." Alexander got out, taking only revolver in his car and putting it in his snatchel, before going out and straight to the house. He activated his senses, trying to glimpse what was happening in the house.

When they goе out the area seemed pretty quiet. The houses around barely help any lights in their windows. No animals or insects heard. Coming closer David suddenly stopped in a few meters and started to breathe heavily. Montferrier could see his fangs started to show, probably not controlled well yet. - There's... blood... Bad blood... Tremere felt it too. Old human blood from the house. Good or bad news? Definitely bad for someone dead.

He got out his gun, before handing it to David. "Follow me" he whispered, before going back to the car, putting on the holster for his shotgun, and the axe in one hand. He fixated a holster also just in case. As he got near the house again, he extended his smell senses, before trying to find a discrete peak inside the house, letting David on the side, few meters behind him.

The smell was well known to the tremere - old blood, the flesh stat started to rot. It was awfully quiet still. While vampires were moving towards the house it seemed something dark and small moved in the shadowy corners, but no other smells. House was dead.

David was looking through the dark corners close to the house. - Something is moving there... - he whispered, - I... I don't know what's that. It is just the dark spot of some sort... It is moving, - he pointed fingers to the side by the wall and followed showing the trace he saw. He was freaked out. - Do you know what is it?

"Darkness incarnate. I don't think it could hurt us, but I'll try to capture it." The Tremere took a sheet of paper of his notebook and ripped it carefully, before folding it in what seemed to be a box and laying it on the ground, the open side toward the dark shape. He then did what seemed to be a blinder in paper too, aimed to give the ligth of a lamptorch a rectangle shape : darkness at the middle, and light on the side. Having done that, he tried to capture the shape into the rectangle of light, and guide it toward the entrance of the box.

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Alexander at some point was even able to take the creature by surprise. It clearly did not expect this, and clearly did not stand out much intellect. However, as soon as the black lump was moved closer to the box, the darkness began to stir nearby, and Montferrie's strong feeling reared up. Nearby, straight from the dark earth, two small tentacles twitched quickly towards the Tremere, intending to grab the vampire by the leg.

Alexander didn't moved, but grabbed his hand axe and swinged it toward the tentacles. "David, there is someone there. Find them with your senses!"

- I don't see anything else, - he could not even complete the phrase. The first powerful hit received an obstacle in the form of a real (?) threat. The tentacle hardly felt the pain itself, but the lump that had previously rushed between the lantern of vampire and the box seemed to have felt something. The little creature seemed to shrink, and rushed towards the wall of the house - into the darkness. Luckily, something clicked inside David. At first, his fear tritely kept the guy in place, and then the Toreador seemed to blur slightly in space and on the way of the creature a sharp bright beam of light from a raised lantern appeared. The tentacle that Montferrier managed to strike branched out with long shadow shoots, like torn matter, but did not completely disappear yet. Another tentacle collapsed a bit but hit tremere pretty painfully to the thigh. (1 bash)

WHERE ARE YOU, BEAST? Alexander looked around, extending his senses, as he tried to find the vampire causing everything.

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The look of Montferrier tried to follow any possible trails of a vampire, but the gut feeling, and hard gained knowledge of the occult during this few years let him understand that there’s no actual vampire here. Well at least no vampire that is causing all this. Looking the little black spot got shrank after the tentacles hit it was clear the spot itself was a reason. The cause. Maybe it did have some of the ‘brain’ after all? No matter what it was – it definitely served its purpose to damage any intruders. One of the tentacles grabbed David by the foot, but he was able to manage it with the bliss reaction and hit it hard with the closest he could find – some kind of garden stone decoration from the flower bed. That made the dark spot move further into the house under the door thin black bottom air gap. The tentacles were still present, and tended to grab at least the one of the vamps.

"Enough." The Tremere looked at the tentacles, as he begin to mutter with a higher and higher voice : "Sancte Michael Archangele defende nos in proelio..." One hit of his handaxe cut out one of the tentacle, as the other began to wrap itself around his other arm. The one cutted retaliated by throwing itself toward its face, and he welcomed it by putting the axe at the last moment on the trajectory, cutting it deeply in half. "Contra nequitiam et insidias diaboli esto praesidium. Imperet illi Deus, supplices deprecamur..." The Tremere looked at the appendice of darkness, as it vanished progressivly. With his other hand, he flashed the shadow entity around his leg. His axe was held high, as he felt his bone cracking by the surnatural pressure. He nonetheless continued his pray: "Tuque, Princeps militiae Caelestis, satanam aliosque spiritus malignos, qui ad perditionem animarum pervagantur in mundo..." The axe felt down, as it cut trough the darkness. The ray of light from his lamptorch slowly progressing trough the cut, into the vile creature. "Divina virtute in infernum detrude." It slowly faded, defeated also. The Tremere cracked its kucles, as his ribs were slowly consolidating. He slowly marched toward the dark spot, still determined to trap it. "Amen."

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David was not that bad too. At the edge of his sight Montferrier could see how fast and desperate his moves were. Alexander looked not like himself. It could be a horror movie with potentially good ending if not the fact it was live. Now. Here. The swings of metal champed into weird dark substance from anywhere from out of the world again and again. Tremere could expect blood or anything else feeling on his skin while smashing the tentacles, but the only thing he felt was a stinging cold weird sense like sparkles from the frozen Hell. The defeated spawns disappeared going back to whatever hell they were before. It was like fighting the swarm, something small from a huge impossibly comprehensive void. But it ended. Alexander had some time to rest, chill In a good matter. He could guess this spot creature definitely had some purpose. And maybe this kind of creature should not be brought to a Chantry.

The Tremere looked at the last impish creature left, slowly breathing as he got back from this vertuous frenzy "You’ve done well David." He illuminated the place with a swap of his lamp torch before trying the light switch. "Now let’s search for clues."

@Slinar [Alexander Montferrier]

The guy was shocked. - I don't know how much more I can handle. I would just... Then the light went on, sending all the shadows to the little hideouts and the room showed the ugly picture. There were two bodies on the floor, a man and a woman, both about 40-50 all ripped apart probably with a knife - sharp straight cuts over their throats, hands... Not much blood though, but it had a chance to be spilled in the floor and around the room. The mirrors were broken and lied down on the floor giving the world hundreds of blinking shards. After more examination Alexander could find some spots on the shelves and walls where probably icons were placed. But yet removed. Even the cross was torn from the wall - just a piece of wallpaper burnt out of colour in a crucifix shape left.

"David. Are you sure you can continue ? If you are too thirsty, you can leave, it's not a problem." Alexander said that as he continued to search for clues, of where they could have been headed for exemple. He also searched the corpses.

David was close to vomiting. It was just a miracle he could not do it with no real reason. - I just don't feel good, - he definitely was hungry, Montferrier could know that especially being a tremere. The guy just tried his best to stay cool no matter how it actually look. Alexander found out that the people in there were Meg's parents.

The Tremere looked at him. "If you’re really that hungry, I could give you some of mine. But be wary for it comes with a price. Three drinks from the same person and you’re their slave." He looked around, before showing his wrist and taking the edge of the bandage near it. "Nonetheless I need to find more intel on your Megan. Did she liked to hang out at one place ? Except her parents homes of course."

- Oh. Yeah, most of time they hung out here. Maybe she had some notes with the numbers. Should have. I'll get it, will... - he looked briefly at the corpses, - ...go get it. I think I've seen that some day. And about the blood - I think I will try to get on with it for now. But thank you anyway. He went to search the phone book of Megs and soon returned with a little blue notebook with the names.

"Thanks David. I'll look into it, and call you if I need your help." Montferrier took the blue notebook, flipping rapidly into it, before putting it in his snatchel.

(He expects a clue on where to find the fuckers)

Two addresses were mentioned on the last pages. There were men names, but no phone numbers. Checking on the map they appeared to be someone's home and old summer camp close to the city. [End scene]

Recap: Getting to the house of Megan's parents Montferrier and David they found out there was some kind of a creature with Obtenebration-type of tentacles and the 2 corpses of Meg's parents. They also explored the area where all the saints were removed and mirrors broken. The last little puzzle piece was a little blue notebook with the addresses of a house and summer camp outside of LA.