After rallying everyone that was available, the group set out. Fay had done some scrying for her sister and came up with nothing, assuming that the vampires that had her and Asher were using magic to block her attempts. The group comprised of Fay, Brain and Orin, as well as Dryden, Fay’s love interest and werewolf. He was permanently stuck as a large furry humanoid from a force-change by a warlock fifty years ago. He had retained a half-human half were-wolf body, with the ability to walk and talk, but had claws, a tail and a snout. As werewolves do not age, Dryden remained thirty, the age that he was attacked by a moonstruck werewolf some two hundred years ago. The other members in the group were a handful of dangerous humans, all with a personal vendetta against vampires. They had a few groups in mind and decided to pay their vampire contact a visit. Kellen, a vampire whose life they had saved a while back, knew the comings and goings of every coven in their area. In return for their protection, he occasionally had to spill his guts on certain creeps. Before he was changed, Kellen was a con man living in England. He was a smooth talker, swindling well to do women of their inheritance. This trait continued to keep him alive, so to speak, even after he was changed. He was a lone wolf, unattached to any coven, but had his fingers in everyone’s pies.
Kellen lived in a very large apartment in a wealthy part of town. He lived a very flashy life for someone who needed to keep his life private. Fay had been to his apartment before, but not with the group. She was not proud of that moment in her life. Stepping out of the car, her head swam, causing her to side step. Dryden caught her elbow.
“Are you sure you want to go in?” Worry was in his voice, despite the fact that they were not on good terms at the moment. She looked up at him and smiled.
“I need to find my sister.” She said, grabbing the arm that held her. “Besides, you need to stay out of sight. We can’t have you end up on the 6 o’clock news again.” He nodded, released her and slipped back into the van.
Fay, Orin and Brian made their way to Kellen’s front door, Fay bringing up the rear.
“ His place looks so, normal,” Brain observed once he had knocked three times in quick succession.
The trio heard someone on the other side scrambling around and the sudden sound of many locks being opened. The door opened a few inches, enough for an eye to peak through.
“Yes,” came a female voice, her eye searching each of their faces.
“We came to see Kellen, Miss,” Orin said stepping forward, his charm magnified so much that even Fay was blushing slightly. The girl giggled from behind the door and went to alert her master of his guests. Orin was the first to enter the vampires home, looking around in awe at the extravagance of the design.
“ I wonder if he has insurance?” Brian muttered as he too took in the expensive rugs, furniture and sculptures. Fay shut the door behind her then strolled over to a large leather couch and sat down. She closed her eyes and again searched for any sign of her sister, feeling nothing.
What she could sense though was Kellen coming into the room. He was beautiful. Changed when he was in his early twenties and at his peak, he had striking red hair that was long enough to be slicked back. His eyes were the same black found on every vampire, but his were softer, as if they were a bit more human than his fellow blood suckers. He was shirtless, making Fay smile inside. Kellen also had a fleck of blood on his chin, which he wiped away once he saw that Brian had a sickened look on his face.
“Sorry,” he said, his voice deep “my other guest was quite, enthusiastic.” He smiled at Fay when he said this, causing her to jump to her feet.
Orin put up his hand to stop her from saying something that would cause Kellen to withdraw. They came for information and didn’t have time to leave empty handed.
“Tasha and Asher were taken this evening by a group of vampires. Have you heard anything from your, friends?” Orin hesitated on calling vampires friends, especially the ones that Kellen would be in contact with.
Kellen smirked, “I would imagine any group would want to get their hands on a powerful witch, and anyone one else in her care that would serve useful for ransom. I have been occupied since I awakened and have yet to hear any whisperings.” He stalked past Fay, brushing her slightly and went to his phone. Orin looked in her direction and saw that she was fuming, her long black hair swirling slightly as if a light wind was blowing the ends around.
Kellen dialled a few numbers and came up with nothing pertaining to Asher and Tasha’s captors.
“Sorry chaps, nobody’s talking. Which could mean that they are afraid of whomever has your friends.” He looked at Fay, concerned. She turned away suddenly, realizing what his words meant. “ The fellows that I spoke with were powerful. If they are afraid of the vampire responsible, then God help Tasha and Asher.”