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Summary: Faith and Willow discover another kind of vampires when they land in the middle of a war between the actual leaders of Montreal city and a pack of rogue vampires. But the rabbit hole goes much deeper than they thought...

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Games > Horror > World of DarknessSerenaFR1878,148054,55231 Jan 0329 Oct 03No

The Visitor

*Sorry. It's not beta'd and it's late. I'm apologizing early for any mistakes.*

-The Visitor-


Willow started when she heard a door open. Looking at the clock on the nightstand, she realized sunrise was a couple of minutes away. She heard a woman laugh softly, then whispering. She tiptoed to the door and opened it gently, making sure that it wouldn't creak. She peeked outside.

Tara and Sebastian were holding hands, looking in eachothers' eyes. Even in the darkness, Willow could see the bite mark on Tara's neck. The Prince was almost bouncing, at a point that the redhead asked herself if he was high on something. A little nip at the painter's neck shouldn't have energized him that much. Then again, Tara was not entirely human. But why wasn't she tired or even weakened? She seemed as hyper as Sebastian.

The dark haired woman went down the stairs, while her lover walked back to his room. Feeling the sun rising, Willow closed her door and went back to her bed, letting the lethargic sleep of the day taking over her senses.

* * * * *

"I have a secret."

Faith sighed. "You have too many secrets. Which one are we talking about?"

The redhead rolled her eyes. "Sorry. No clan's dirty secrets here. Only Montreal's royalty secrets, as would say our blond companion... who seems to be a very deep sleeper since he hasn't waken up yet." She sat close to the Gangrel. "I saw Sebastian and Tara last night. He's feeding from her."

Faith frowned. "So?"

"He reminded me a bit too much of a vamp on slayer blood. I don't know what she is, but her blood is strong."

"Leave the lovebirds alone, Red. You realy need a guy. Go see Ced. I'm sure he'll volunteer to help."

"He's not my type. Besides, I don't *need* a guy."

"Whatever you say. So, what about going back to this club? Mika said we'd go back tonight."

"Yeah, but only 'till eleven. We have a visitor tonight, remember?" Willow frowned. "I don't know who it might be. It's been a long time since we had any newbies in town. Might be fun."

Faith snorted. "I seriously doubt it. I could almost smell the Prince's anger. He doesn't want this particular visitor anywhere near his city. Who could anger so much the Prince?"

The young Tremere smiled. "I can think of some vampires."

"You know too much for your own good," the Gangrel grumbled. She turned when she heard footsteps coming their way. "Hey Ced! Slept well?" He yawned. "That much?" Faith said, grinning. "Maybe you're too tired to go back to the club..." She laughed when Cedric stood up straight and tried to wake himself faster. "Thought so. Come on! Let's go party!"

"What about Mika?" Willow asked.

"If he is as good a spy as you told me, then he'll know where to find us."

* * * * *

"Well, that was boring."

Willow grinned. "And you wanted to come."

Faith frowned. "I know. But it feels like *they* made it boring. Either there's nothing here or we're so close to something that they try to bore us to death."

"Such a good effective plan," Mika said. "Bore your enemies to death. That buys you an impressive reputation among the kindred."

"That's it! Laugh it up!" the ex-slayer grumbled. "But I know I'm right."

Cedric sighed. "Shouldn't we go back? I thought someone was coming tonight?"

"You're right," Willow said. "Sebastian as been planning this meeting for weeks. He wants us there tonight."

"And you know this how?" Faith asked.

"My sire is a primogen, Faith. He gets orders, he pass them to me. Let's call a taxi. I want to be nearby when the Prince meets the source of his anger." That's what they did. They were surprised to see how frantic everyone seemed to be at the mansion. "What the hell is going on here?" the redhead muttered.

Faith sighed. "Okay Mika. Who's coming?"

All eyes turned to him. His eyebrow rose. "What makes you think I know who's coming? Why not ask Cedric?"

"You're the spy, so spill it!"

The Lasombra frowned. "I'm not sure. Everyone has been keeping it secret. But I think he's an old vamp, somehow related to Sebastian."

Willow and Faith looked at each other. "Sire," they said at the same time.

"Who's sire?"

The two women turned, innocent smiles on their faces. "No one."

Edward smirked. "A Gangrel and a Tremere innocents... yeah. Right. Who's sire?"

Cedric stepped forward. "The mysterious visitor, is he the Prince's sire?"

A somber cloud passed over Edward's face. His eyes darkened and Willow even took a step back. Never before had she seen such rage in the Ventrue. Apparently, it was indeed Sebastian's sire who was coming to town. "I'm not the right person you should discuss this with. Sebastian is waiting for you all in the lounge." He left without even a glance behind.

"That went well," the dark haired woman said, walking to the lounge, the three others following behind her. "I've never seen Ed so upset, not even that time a neonate pulled this joke on Héloïse and thought it would be fun to see her search wildly for her cello he'd hidden."

"What happened?" Cedric asked.

"The Council never found his body and tried to cover up the mess made. She went into frenzy and attacked some guys at the bar she was working at that night." She stepped in the lounge, the others just behind her. "Faith and troops reporting for a fun night of glaring at the visitor." The Prince shot her a cold glare. She squirmed a little. "Geez. Can't take a joke," she whispered.

"Sit down and don't speak unless you're spoken too," the Prince ordered them. "Do not mention your position, or Tara, or what ever you're doing in town. And please, Faith, keep your temper in check. It won't do to piss him off."

Her eyes widened. "That much?"

A voice startled them. "That much powerful? That much dangerous? My, my! I didn't know you had such a *high* opinion of me, Sebastian." A dark haired vampire with a powerful aura stood in the doorway. He smirked. "I hope I'm not interrupting anything."

Sebastian smiled sourly. "Hello, Christopher."

The End?

You have reached the end of "Conspiracy" – so far. This story is incomplete and the last chapter was posted on 29 Oct 03.

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