Los Angeles: Blood Moon (VtM V20) - ❌🐍🟩ch11-hunter-squared

Chapter 11 Location: LA streets Players: Alexander @Slinar [Alexander Montferrier] ST: @DokVers [Jean-Marc Berger] Previous scenes: #❌💀🟩ch11-smugglers-blood-doesnt-smell

MOOD MUSIC https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XnGU6E_deSo

Night streets of Los Angeles were busy as always. Occasional passers were giving off a pleasant smell of good hunt. The darkness was breaking by a large amount of bright neon signs near liquor stores and pubs. A chatter was coming from a small group of office workers who, by the looks of it, were heving their fifth round. — I'm telling you, I saw this shit with my own eyes! — exclaimed the blackheird midlaged man, holding a long-extinct cigarette butt. — Police ain't doing this kind of work.

Alexander goes up to them, the mask out of his face of course. "Hey there. I'm searching for my sister, what you're saying, it's near here ?" He would say that with a concerned look.

— Holy shit, man! — an office worker jumped and grabbed left side of his chest. — Don’t creep up to people like that. His coworkers laughed. One of them put a glass of whiskey in front of Alexander. The blackhaired man coughed several times. — Sister, you say? If she’s from around here be very vigilant, savy?

"Sorry, and with my face, I play the part.." He laughed too, before grabbing the whiskey, humming it. "That exactly why I'm wary, she was supposed to find me at this place, but I've been waiting... I'm sure it's fine... But what about this thing you were talking?" He designated the man blackhaired man with the glass of whisky.

— Ah, don’t listen to him, — said a tall man waving off. — He just drank too much. — No! I was sober, clean like glass! — objected middle-aged office worker, trying to light new cigarette. — I saw a group of people in ski masks grabbing this girl in alley several blocks from here. I told cops, but they are just a bunch of fat fuckers, who… —He broke off. — You're not a cop, are you?

Alexander frowned, grisping his glass more strongly. "What the fuck? Where ? What color was her hair?"

— Wow, man, easy there! — office worker recoiled — Six blocks north from here. And... ehmm... dark, her hair were dark, or more like brownish colour.

"Fuck fuck fuck! That may be my sister! Man, can you guide me to there, I really need to see if that's her. I can pay you."

— Fuck, that sucks, man. Just one more on the road, — man grabbed a full glass of whiskey and drank it all up in one go. — Well, guys, see me on the news when I will help find this fucking kidnappers. The crowd laughed. — Yeah, yeah, just don't be late on the work, Mr. Hero. The blackhaired man flipped off his coworkers and looked at Alexander. — Let's go, — he waved and started walking to the crime scene. — By the way, I'm Terry.

Fuck, I hope he will not follow me into that and get killed... But yet, I could always make him go away. We'll see. "Thanks man, you're trully a hero." He grabbed his hand and shook it, with a frank smile. That's exactly for motherfuckers like you that I fight the monsters. Thank you so much to be, Terry. "The name's Josh. Thank you again, but if anything happens, don't try to be a hero, no?"

They were walking pretty fast but the amount alcohol in Terry's body was reminding of itself, as drunk office worker was several times trying to step on the carriageway. Eventually they manged to get to the designated dark alley. Red bricks were covered in graffiti and adverts of local no-name bands, comedians and magicians. Several rats were fumbling in dumpsters. — Right... here... phew... — Terry was panting and his face was almost greenish. — Next time... I won't be drinking... before... herois... He wasn't able to finish the sentence as office worker started vomiting on a sidewalk.

Alexander extended his sense of hearing, trying to catch glimpse of cries or screaming made by the girl. He began to advance in the alley, as he took slowly his handaxe from his snatchel. He talked to Terry, but didn't looked back as he stepped in the shadows. "I'm going in, see you later buddy."

First it was like sound bomb. But after so many uses of this ability it wasn’t a surprise. After concentrating the cacophony has began to transform into distinguished sounds of the city. “You are not my father!” “Faster, faster…” “…She said goodbye too many times before And her heart is breakin' in front of me And I have no choice…” But one of them was unique – sobbing. It was coming from the top window that was coming out on the fire escape ladder.

Alexander began to rose up, stealthely, trying to discern other sounds in this room. If he was sure that there was no one, he would rush there.

Climbing up, the sound of a tv was breaking through the sobbing. When Alexander reached the top, before him appeared the following picture: dark room with a small wardrobe without doors, a bed metal headboard and women with brown hair chained to the radiator.

Alexander sneaked inside, making the sign of keeping quiet to the girl, before looking at her chains rapidly. He looked then at the exits, and began to roam if, as he was on the lookout for any potential monsters in there. Monsters, alive or dead it’s the same. You shall burn in hell.

Women was at the verge of passing out. Tears was running down on her messed up face. She was muttering nonsense in some other language. And didn’t even notice Alexander. Outside there was a small talk on a phone: — Да, мы её… это… наказали. Будет знать как убегать от нас. Yeah, we… ehm… punishes her. She will know how to run away from us.

Alexander walked slowly toward the silhouette speaking, wary of anyone capable of surprising him, aiming to drink him by behind as soon as he can.

15:56

The motherfucker. He chained her, prived her of dignity. I see red, I see might and it will be your punishment.

15:57

For I am no one, but only one needs to stand in front of evil for light to persist.

The man was still talking on a phone paying attention only to the Remington shotgun, that was laying near him. From the nearest room there was a laud snoring, like a boar asleep after a hearty meal. The carpet on a floor was muffling the sound of footsteps. Alexander was getting closer and closer to the man on a phone.

Alexander leaned toward him, and tried to take a bit of his neck, incapaciting him with the bliss of the Kiss. He could feel his muscles being tensed more and more, as he pumped Vitae in them. [Strength +1]He waited for the moment ideally where he would hang up, but if it needed to be before, he would jump on the occasion right away. I must control myself. Take enough to make him pay, but not enough to make him die... And yet, I want so much to punish him.

Man finished talking and put away his phone. — Вот сука… That bitch — his sentence was interrupted by an ecstasy from the Kiss. With every sip along with blood, that tasted not so good, came a small amount of some shitty cheap alcohol. Man was moaning and shivering from pleasure. After three sips he started to sink into Alexander’s arms. [+3 BP]

As Alexander let him slipped, he hang up the phone, before looking to the sleeping man.

09:21

If he was showing sign of rising up from his slumber, he would go straight to him and give him a handle hit to the head. If not, he would look around if anyone seemed to be there in the apartment, still discretely.

Man, from whom, Alexander fed, was unconscious with a pleaser smile on his face. Apart from the tv and women sobbing in a room behind there was a sound of snoring behind closed doors

Alexander took out some coins and began to perform a ritual on them. He soaked them with his blood, intending to store three night worth of Vitate in them, by slicing the palm of his hand and pressing them against the wound.

Having realized that, he proceeded toward the other man, and drank him to fully satisfy his beast. As he plunged toward him, a deep satisfaying feeling arose in him. I'm a monster by nature. But I can be the predator of monsters. And maybe, when I will not have anymore to chase, I will be able to die in peace.

Vitae streamed from the wound making coins a bit red and pleasantly smelling. All of the people in this flat were either unconscious, or on a bring of falling in this state. It was quiet in here, apart from news broadcast that started on TV, telling about series of kidnappings in the city.

Alexander muttered to himself, before putting on the gloves he had on him, and searching the bodies, taking money, taking weapons. You fucker. Tying up a girl like that. Monsters like you only deserves death. But it'll be nice to find you, and your friends, and see if you redempt or if I just feed on you repeatedly. Once done, Alexander contemplated the inconscious man. I could give you to the police... Or interrogate one of you... But I can't make that look like a robbery. And if I do that, your friends will know I'm coming for them. He raised his head sligthly at the mention of kidnapping, before going in the appartment, searching in the different places for more information on their monstruous market and marchandise and where they could have more victims stored. Once done, he would go to the girl, sheating his handaxe and raising a hand calmly toward her. "English. Do you speak it ? Do you understand ?"

In pockets of kidnappers were couple of dollars in coins, Marlboro cigarettes and Orbit without sugar. Near one of the man was a Remington shotgun, and under the pillow of the sleeping one was a Makarov light pistol. In one of the rooms was a ledger written in Cyrillic, map of LA with routs and something that looked like a shopping recites for some cheap food and medications. Women was still muttering and staring into nowhere. Her sight was clouded, like she didn't realise where she was. But when Alexander spoke to her she replied: — Please, do whatever you want, — she said, with heavy french accent, through sobbing. — I won't run away anymore. She turned her gaze away and started crying.

Alexander has took only the ledger, and as he looked at the woman, he replied : "I’m not one of them. I’m here to help you. Do you have a place to hide or do you want me to bring you to safety ? You’re safe now."

07:40

He took out his phone and began to text to the only Toréador he knew as he closed the distance toward her, trying to open the manacles with any keys he could have found. "I’ve found human trafficking group. I have one of their victim with me, French woman it seems. You think you can arrange to take care of her for the night ? A. M" @Anue/Alexandria

— Just make it quick, — women spread her legs. — I will… She stoped. Her chin started trembling along with advent of hysteria. — I will even let you do… — she turned her head to Alexander and stoped her sentence. — You bough me? Please let me go… I’m begging you…

Alexander froze, as he looked at her, his phone falling on the ground. He took out his mask, looking at her, before posing it on the ground. He was ugly, his eyes were almost like two dead fishes, and yet, he just looked at her. "I'm... Not your buyer. Nor your master. I'm just someone who tries to do good in this world and my path has led me to you. If you want me, I can just take out those manacles and let you free in this world." He showed the door with a head nod. "But I want to help you more than that if you accept. Maybe find you a place to stay, to heal yourself." He opened up his palms to her. "The choice is yours, and it's also a choice you can change at anytime if you want. I don't ask you to choose now." He stood up, going to the manacles and opened them.

Alexander Montferrier

He took out his phone and began to text to the only Toréador he knew as he closed the distance toward her, trying to open the manacles with any keys he could have found. "I’ve found human trafficking group. I have one of their victim with me, French woman it seems. You think you can arrange to take care of her for the night ? A. M" @Anue/Alexandria

Back at Alexandria's house, the frantic Toreador ran around getting ready from her shower. Alexandria got dressed fairly quickly, trying to gather her things, until her cellphone beeped, "What in the world?" Quickly, she texted back: Yes. As quickly as possible, do you need me to do anything? What does she need?

As her hands, covered in cuts from handcuffs, became free, she crawled quickly to the corner of the room and hugged her knees. Her gaze, filled with fright and distrust, was directed to Alexander. Montferrier's phone vibrated on a phone. Women cried out when she heard that noise. — They will find me... again... they said they will heart my sister if i disappear.

She needs someone with your skills. With the ability to sooth her. I don't want to use mine. Come here : [He gave out the adress.]

Alexander looked at her, before closing his eyes. He was on the verge of crying, and yet he held it in. "You sister. I will help her. You just need to help me know more about them."

Alexander Montferrier

She needs someone with your skills. With the ability to sooth her. I don't want to use mine. Come here : [He gave out the adress.]

Alexander looked at her, before closing his eyes. He was on the verge of crying, and yet he held it in. "You sister. I will help her. You just need to help me know more about them."

Got it, on my way. Alexandria instructed her herd to take care of David while she was gone. She packed up her car and rushed over to the address on her own. She pulled up in the front, looked around dressed in her street attire, all in black. I'm here. Please let me in.

Alexander looked at the door, and go open it. "A friend of mine is coming. She's a nurse, one that can help you." Come up and search for the opened door.

Alexander Montferrier

Alexander looked at the door, and go open it. "A friend of mine is coming. She's a nurse, one that can help you." Come up and search for the opened door.

Alexandria swiftly ran up the stairs, and finally found the opened door. Her eyes laid on a very fragile, frightened woman, her heart breaking. She looked over at Montferrier with mournful eyes. Whispering to him, she greeted him but couldn't help herself as her eyes started to tear up. She had to blink some of that back. "Montferrier, I wish we would have met under happier circumstances, but I hope I can help," she mentioned this, under her breath, slowly easing her way over to the young, fragile, abused woman before her.

The multistory brick building looked dead. Only two windows were lit. In the alley laid a passed out drunken office worker. Women was still sobbing, but promises of a nurse reassured her. — I don't remember much... we were held in a different place, not here...

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The multistory brick building looked dead. Only two windows were lit. In the alley laid a passed out drunken office worker. Women was still sobbing, but promises of a nurse reassured her. — I don't remember much... we were held in a different place, not here...

"In a different place? Why don't we get you more comfortable? Maybe you can tell us when we get you over to a safe place, warmth, food, blankets, amentities for your needs met first?" Alexandria looked over at Montferrier, a pained expression on her features. She looked back at the woman and eased herself next to her, at ground level so she can feel safe and comfortable. "You will feel safe and warm, and at ease with us, right?" She blinked back blood tears, trying to hold her composure. She Roused her blood and activated Awe.

"We need to take care of her, can we go to your place ?" He seemed at pain, as he looked at her. Emotions were rolling inside of him, beneath his cold look. Anger, wrath, and helplessness. And maybe acceptance too? He held his hands together, squeezing and cracking his fingers and bones, in a anxious manner.

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You don't help me... Fuck, you're using the very thing I've chaste-... No, NO, it's not the same, she's using it for good now. Not for feeding, but to help the poor girl.

Alexander Montferrier

He took out his phone and began to text to the only Toréador he knew as he closed the distance toward her, trying to open the manacles with any keys he could have found. "I’ve found human trafficking group. I have one of their victim with me, French woman it seems. You think you can arrange to take care of her for the night ? A. M" @Anue/Alexandria

"Yes, we can, let's all of us go," Gingerly, she looked back at Montferrier, feeling compassion for his situation as well, coming across this looked like it was one of the most horrible experiences he has had in his life.

Alexander looked at her, staying a bit on the back, distant as he didn't wanted to scare the girl off. He showed them the way to the door, looking around quickly, before closing it before him.

Alexander Montferrier

Alexander looked at her, staying a bit on the back, distant as he didn't wanted to scare the girl off. He showed them the way to the door, looking around quickly, before closing it before him.

Alexandria got up and helped the woman to her feet as gently as she could. Following Alexander down the stairs, etc. (edited)

Alexander looked at the two women, before focusing on Alexandria. He muttered with a slightly embarassed look : "I... I think we will need to take your car if you have one."

Alexander Montferrier

Alexander looked at the two women, before focusing on Alexandria. He muttered with a slightly embarassed look : "I... I think we will need to take your car if you have one."

Alexandria nodded towards Montferrier, trying to smile and guide them both quickly and safely to her car, "We can go to safety together, Montferrier."

He looked around, perplexed, before hesitating a bit when he was in front of the passenger sit. I fear what she could do to me, or even to this poor woman… But at the same time, I’ve no one else to turn to. Dammit. He sat down, looking back to the woman and smiling.

Woman was trying not to hold to Alexandria, but a beating and other things that happens to her made themselves known. She was still crying, but neither of fear nor hate. It was a relief. — Thank... you... — she was trying to whisper it through tears and hysteria. Light night wind carried a smell of the city, still filled with monsters to be punished and people to be saved. Smile from Alexander was met with a shine in women's eyes along with a small nod. Alexandria's car drove off from the kidnappers lair, carrying them to safety of a kindred's haven.

End scene

Recap: Alexander went to hunt in the city, to feel finally his first gulp of blood from a neck and not a bottle. As he wander, in conflict on how to do it, he hear about a kidnapping by some local drunkards. He follow the lead and find a victim of sex traficking and her aggressors. He dispose of them by drinking sneakly. He also store some of the blood in coins for later use. He has found a ledger with more clues : routs and some shopping recites. Finally, he called Alexandria to calm the victim and take care of her. The three departs to Alexandria's heaven.