Uncle Rimmy lied to me.
Dad didn’t die in The Troubles, bleeding out after a gunfight with a para.
Dad’s not dead at all.
What he IS, though, is still unknown to me…
...Because you see, my old dad was a Faerie.
Not, apparently, a pixie-wings-and-sparkle-dust faerie (who knew there was more than one kind?), but something else. And of course, the old goat won’t talk about it.
But, this explains a lot… like how I can apparently see in the dark now. Which is a very strange sensation, let me tell you… it adds a whole new flavor to the term “cat burglar.”
Perhaps I should back up a bit and explain how we came to this realization…
After yesterday’s “series of strokes,” I awoke today with a hangover that could take down Zeus (who, in hindsight, I should probably not joke about in case he takes offense). Finding myself not yet dead, I still could not reconcile the events of the previous day with reality, so I backtracked to the cemetery, where I found Jenny trying to sneak into the crypt where we’d had our little battle. She wasn’t having any luck getting past the cop, but once she’d started the distraction I slipped in instead…
...Only to find that the crypt was clean like a professional kitchen. Seriously, you could eat off the floor (not that I would or did). Somebody had wiped the place clean, real professionally, and had either done so before we arrived or during the firefight. Neither of which boded well for us or for Niki...
After sneaking back out and meeting up with Jenny, we called up Detective McCullen, who came by and slipped past the cop to take a peak around. He came to the conclusion (I don’t know how, the guy has visions or something) that they’d used some kind of portal to empty the place during the fight, but that they had indeed been holding Niki and two other girls there while performing occult rituals. Sadly, he couldn’t see where they ended up… but he know who could.
A short drive later we arrived at Paprika’s Wondernarium, an abandoned carnival area of town where Gale apparently knows a psychic. The old broad, remarkably, seems to have been actually psychic… she was easily and frequently reading my thoughts while we were there, and she was able to to “locate” Niki and the other girls near the Necrotheque. This unfortunately connects all the dots… Horus kidnapped Niki to turn into a mentally pliable hooker (why, I have no idea), but she only got involved because I’d pissed him off and he wanted to get back at me.
The psychic also told me I should talk to my uncle about all these coincidences, which is how I got clued in to the whole faerie thing. Then, despite his warnings, we embarked on a mission to free Niki.
The Necrotheque was clearly not designed with security in mind; an adjacent warehouse has a fire escape which nearly hangs over the fence, allowing us easy access once I’d broken in to the warehouse and bypassed their security.
Once on the grounds, we were able to determine that the kidnappers-
Horus and at least one other vampire-had used some sort of portal to move from the crypt to the Necrotheque grounds. They were stashing the girls inside the mother-in-law house in the backyard, so that’s where we went.
Or rather, that’s where I went. I didn’t trust anyone else to break into a vampire’s home, although cat-form Jenny might able to. Besides, I could see in the dark now, so it was no problem for me to waltz right in.
The place wasn’t heavily secured, although one of the bedrooms upstairs did contain three armed goons I was eager to avoid. Fortunately they didn’t see or hear me, and I had no trouble finding where they had stashed the girls…
...of course, I had a significant amount of trouble once their magical ward was breached and the lights and alarms went off…