VtM Part Four - Family

Fourier

DION WAS MY NAME. WHEN I LIVED.

THEN THIS WILL DO. WHEN YOU DEAL THEM DEATH SIMPLY SHOUT THE WORDS 'FOR STYGIA'. THIS WILL MARK THEM FOR US. THIS MUST BE DONE FOR EACH ONE.

There is a sudden rush of air and a blinding flash. The ghost is gone when the glow fades.

"Thank you my Prince" Louis says regrowing his arm.

The neonates stare at each other. Obviously impressed.

"Actually my Prince where are these forty men coming from?" says Louis.

Necro

Fourier wrote:

"Actually my Prince where are these forty men coming from?"

'I had a run in with the Inquisition. Now we must let them find us so I can mark them. Bastards deserve everything they have coming to them.'

Fourier

Necro wrote: »

'I had a run in with the Inquisition. Now we must let them find us so I can mark them. Bastards deserve everything they have coming to them.'

"That should be easy enough I imagine. If we do something obvious they should come running..." he smiles "...might be a nice change of pace breaking the Masquerade on purpose"

Necro

Fourier wrote: »

"That should be easy enough I imagine. If we do something obvious they should come running..." he smiles "...might be a nice change of pace breaking the Masquerade on purpose"

Lysander smirks.

'What did you have in mind? No time like the present'

Fourier

Necro wrote: »

Lysander smirks.

'What did you have in mind? No time like the present'

"..."

Louis smiles as he thinks, bewildered and excited at getting such a choice.

"Some of the other clans would really go to town on something like this but....dominate city hall? Like the entire mayoral office?"

Necro

Fourier wrote: »

"..."

Louis smiles as he thinks, bewildered and excited at getting such a choice.

"Some of the other clans would really go to town on something like this but....dominate city hall? Like the entire mayoral office?"

'Sounds like fun. I will have my Lasombra meet me there and together we should be able for the task... but I will require your assistance with the Inquistion. It's not just me they want, after all.'

Fourier

"Of course my Lord. Should I get the other clans to come. The Tremere with some of their magics?"

Necro

Lysander nods.

'We will need a large force. But do not kill - merely incapacitate. They must all be marked.'

Fourier

Necro wrote: »

Lysander nods.

'We will need a large force. But do not kill - merely incapacitate. They must all be marked.'

"Of course...for the ghost I assume not for some diabolical scheme of yours" he smiles.

"We claim them with that phrase and then let them go? Or?"

Necro

Fourier wrote:

"We claim them with that phrase and then let them go? Or?"

'Claim them, then do as you like. Our side of the bargain will have been fulfilled. I want the leader though, I have plans for him. Something that will make these fools think twice about trying this again'

Fourier

Necro wrote: »

'Claim them, then do as you like. Our side of the bargain will have been fulfilled. I want the leader though, I have plans for him. Something that will make these fools think twice about trying this again'

"I would not like to be him my lord. As we wish. I shall call the other clans and we march on the hall"

OOC: We can skip forward to that unless you have other plans

Necro

OOC: Skip away, assume Lysander has contacted Nostro etc

Fourier

Nostro pulls the car up in front of City Hall.



"She's a beauty. I could have been mayor you know?" he says to the back seat. Sitting there is Talley, Sierra and Olivia. Talley gives Lysander his typical grin.



"Ballsy move Master Karpov. I'm impressed"

Sierra remains silent at first then speaks.


"He's braver than you. Nothing this exciting ever happened in Chicago"

Talley looks a bit pissed off but doesn't answer.

Another car pulls up with Clarissa, Michalis and Celia. The young Lasombra looks at Lysander hauntingly from her window. She speaks straight into his mind.



**You and Michalis have been deep into the Abyss. I can feel it. I envy you Master. Perhaps one day you will show me**

The other clans show up in vans and cars. The Toreador in their typical flamboyant style turn up in a stretch limo. The mortals in the city hall are a bit excited and nervous, not sure what's with all the cars across the road. The nerves can be heard in their heartbeats.

All await Lysander's signal.

Necro

Lysander nods to Nostro and gets out of the car.

'Remember this is just to cause a scene - we are not to harm any citizens. Dominate them all. Let's go.'

OOC: Dominate on


Lysander strides up the steps of city hall, pushing his power out around at the humans outside.

'Love me, worship me, it is I your new Mayor!'

Fourier

Mortals in the street wobble, stunned into a stupor as the colossal force of Lysander's will crashes into them. The officer's that rush out onto the steps of city hall do likewise. Mouths open with their hands on their holsters.

Even the neonates in some clans find themselves struggling to stay sensible and coherent only kept in place by counter dominating from some of the Primogens.

"Fúck" Talley says running up behind Lysander "It'd take some conviction to even think of taking you on"

"You think you can try?" Sierra laughs.

"No" he says frankly.

They make their way to the main mayoral office where the man himself, thin, white, greying and in his mid-60s sits up for Lysander and offers him the chair.

Necro

Lysander sits in the Mayor's chair and puts his feet on the desk.

He turns to the mayor.

'Time to get out the bullhorn and declare your love for me my friend. Shout it from the rooftops.'

Then he turns to the others.

'It takes practice - but THIS is what true Dominate is about my friends. The shadows can crush our enemies, but Dominate can make them love us unconditionally. Why fight when we can simply control their very thoughts?'

Fourier

Necro wrote: »

Lysander sits in the Mayor's chair and puts his feet on the desk.

He turns to the mayor.

'Time to get out the bullhorn and declare your love for me my friend. Shout it from the rooftops.'

Then he turns to the others.

'It takes practice - but THIS is what true Dominate is about my friends. The shadows can crush our enemies, but Dominate can make them love us unconditionally. Why fight when we can simply control their very thoughts?'

The mayor cries with joy at being personally selected by the great Lysander.

"My liege shall I broadcast or just shout out into the street. I can have the camera team here in a minute"

"Jesus" Talley laughs "Think Jackson back in Chicago was this good?"

"I doubt it" Sierra responds.

Necro

Fourier wrote: »

The mayor cries with joy at being personally selected by the great Lysander.

"My liege shall I broadcast or just shout out into the street. I can have the camera team here in a minute"

"Jesus" Talley laughs "Think Jackson back in Chicago was this good?"

"I doubt it" Sierra responds.

Lysander ponders.

'Broadcast it. And invite my good friends at the Inquistion to come for a glass of red to celebrate my promotion.'

Fourier

Within a few minutes the cameras are rolled into the mayors office and turned on. The mayor blushes with pride as he speaks into the camera.

"My dear city it is with great pride that I wish to announce my...well my love, there is no other word for it, my love for this man here" he gestures in Lysander's direction.

"I just hope you can join me in expressing that love"

He goes over to Lysander as he is seated and begins to repeatedly kiss his hand.

The image Lysander can see on the screen showing the camera feed shows only the mayor and Clarissa show up in a room otherwise full of Lasombra.

Necro

Lysander waits until the cameras are off and again speaks to the mayor.

'Now I think you and all the crowd here to see me should dance in the street. No looting now. It is a party, not an excuse to trash the place. I am sure you can arrange sufficient music.'

Lysander looks to his other Lasombra.

'The response from the Inquisition should be interesting. Be on your guard, and remember to mark them.'

Fourier

Necro wrote: »

Lysander waits until the cameras are off and again speaks to the mayor.

'Now I think you and all the crowd here to see me should dance in the street. No looting now. It is a party, not an excuse to trash the place. I am sure you can arrange sufficient music.'

Lysander looks to his other Lasombra.

'The response from the Inquisition should be interesting. Be on your guard, and remember to mark them.'

"Of course my liege" he heads out and a short while later can be heard with a megaphone down in front of city hall.

"LYSANDER IS WHAT THIS CITY NEEDS. ANYBODY WHO AGREES JUST DANCE TILL YOU DROOOOOOOOOOOPPP!!!"

Speakers begin booming.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Gs069dndIYk

Talley bursts out laughing.

"When I was in the Sabbat the Bishops used to say the Masquerade should be broken to make the mortals cower in fear of us...I think this is a more fun way of breaking it"

A few minutes later Lysander hears the sound of approaching helicopters.

"They're here" Michalis says quietly.

Necro

Lysander stands.

'Ok. Fun is over. These guys want my head on a platter. They will likely have a plethora of fancy and dangerous weapons...

But they do not have the shadows. Let's teach them a lesson.'

Fourier

All the Lasombra gather up the shadows to their will. Ready to strike. Lysander hears miniguns spin up on the helicopters.

"They're aiming at the other clans outside" Clarissa says suddenly....

OOC: Giving you a chance to react

Necro

Lysander nods to the other Lasombra.

'Shroud the other clans, protect them.

I will deal with these helicopters.'

Lysander draws his own shadow and focuses it on the the helicopters.

OOC: Shroud of Night

Fourier

The others erect the shadow shields over the other clans as the miniguns spin up. The torrent of bullets that follow don't manage to penetrate the thick liquid shadows.

Lysander feels his Vitae burn and evaporate as it summons shadows into existence in the helicopters. The helicopters then swing out of control and slam into the ground outside the town hall. Lysander hears about twelve mortal heartbeats go silent. More than the four in the helicopter.

The phone in the Mayor's office rings.

Necro

Lysander answers.

'Mayor's office, Prince speaking?'

Fourier

The phone crackles, then an electric fault causes sparks to hop out before the phone starts smoking.

"The Lasombra bane is evolving in you Karpov" Talley says. "First no reflection, then technology rejects you...you might be going into the third stage even"

Clarissa glances at Talley.

"Celia" Talley says "you pick up the phone for Karpov if one rings in the hall"

He stops.

"If that is alright Sir?" he says with genuine reverence.

Necro

Lysander nods.

'It is a true curse, but also has it's uses.

You can release the shrouds for now, let our allies be of assistance.'

Fourier

No sooner than Lysander mentions this does a set of four APCs come swerving around the corner. Lysander hears sixty heartbeats in them.

OOC: Again chance to react

Necro

'Let us see what our allies can do - remember do not kill them. Protect me whilst I try to control them, though they may have prepared for this.'

Lysander exits the office and forces his Dominate power towards the APCs

'You will lay down your weapons and surrender, we mean you no harm.'

Fourier

As Lysander exits the APCs each release some kind of dish. Then suddenly the dishes emit pure Sunlight onto the vampires gathered out front.

One of the beams sweep across the street toward the steps where Lysander is...

Necro

Lysander stands his ground and shouts to the other Lasombra

'Stay inside!! That is a direct order! If this does not work shroud the beams and obliterate them all'

He focuses his dominate directly on the APC sweeping sunlight towards him

'STAND DOWN NOW - Your master commands it'

Fourier

As the solar beam carves its way toward Lysander he feels something protecting the minds within. It takes enormous force to push beyond it, digging deep into his Vitae reserves to overcome it.

He feels a terrible heat on his skin for brief second before the cool night air returns. All of the APCs have shut off their beams. However his dominate has affected the men inside. He can sense they are permanently mentally subdued. Never again will they be able to do almost anything without Lysander's direct order. They sit within breathing. Awaiting instruction to exit, talk or even eat.

Necro

'Come out and meet your master. Leader - come to me.'

Lysander beckons for the other Lasombra to come outside.

Fourier

The Lasombra come out as they see the carnage outside. A few neonates were melted by the beams and more than one Primogen is holding in the desire for revenge as they look at the ashes of their lost protégés.

The zombified mortal soldiers come out in their kevlar armour and riot helmets, stumbling forward mumbling only "Lysander" weakly as they gather around him in concentric circles.

Necro

'Mark them. Say the words and let us rid ourselves of this ghost.'

He looks around for the leader.

Fourier

There is no sign of the leader, however the other vampires get to work.

Suddenly Theresa Salvador runs up.



"My lord somebody has called my limo. An Agent Moreno. He wants to speak to you"

Necro

Lysander nods.

'It will have to be face to face... technology and myself do not agree.'

Fourier

Necro wrote: »

Lysander nods.

'It will have to be face to face... technology and myself do not agree.'

She heads back to her limo phone. After speaking a bit, she then puts Moreno on loud speaker.

"No fúcking dice Karpov. Face to face. Sure and then you tell me to blow my brains out huh? Oh no. You've turned my men. You're more than I expected. We thought you'd be less difficult than the Prince of London. Looks like you're some kind we don't know about...

So I'm sorry for this, but I'll have to send in the big guns"

He hangs up.

The Primogens look frightened.

The Voerman sisters speak.

OOC: In order Jeanette and Therese.


They mention a traitor they warned about here.

"This is when the traitor comes Prince remember like we said" Jeanette says.
"Yes. However Prince you've gotten some powerful stuff. It stops one of the big guns, but somebody dies. Not good. No wait...they have to die for you to use something. A flaw..." Therese says.

"...he does it" she points at Maximillian Strauss.

Necro

'The traitor... I did expect this. Strauss what are they referring to? Where is Golden? I need to feed before these big guns arrive...'

He summons one unmarked to him and feeds whilst he waits for a response.

Fourier

"My Lord..." he says looking horrified "...I have no idea. I am no traitor my Lord I...I swear..."

Louis Fortier comes forward.

"Nobody has seen Golden my lord. His clan came here of their own accord when I contacted them"

Theresa Salvador looks back and forth between the participants. Lysander feels something funny from her mind, but it's hard to tell what exactly. She is projecting that Toreador power of being amazingly captivating and beautiful. It doesn't affect him, but prevents reading her mind with ease.

"My lord. The Malkavians always speak true but without context. We have no idea what Maxmillian here does or in fact if 'does' refers to now. They might be seeing him in the past"

Necro

'I am not accusing Maximillian of anything. The traitor will make themselves known eventually. When that happens, they will be dealt with by myself personally. We must steel ourselves for the big guns. This Agent Moreno is a coward and a fool. We will crush them and he will see the true power of a Prince.'

Fourier

Maximillian seems relieved.

"My Lord...perhaps I should cast one of those spells we discussed in preparation for the big guns? Would it be wise?"

Necro

Fourier wrote: »

Maximillian seems relieved.

"My Lord...perhaps I should cast one of those spells we discussed in preparation for the big guns? Would it be wise?"

Lysander smiles.

'Why Maximillian, I had presumed you would have done this already. Do what you need to do, this is OUR city my friend.'

Lysander looks around him.

'And to those of you who would be afraid - not long ago we all faced down and destroyed the Sabbat in this city, ripped control back from them.

These are mortals - easy to manipulate, easy to control. Fear nothing, stand your ground and obliterate them.

We have our marked numbers as required. Now... the gloves are off. Do what is necessary to send a message to this Moreno

But bring him to me.'

Fourier

Necro wrote: »

Lysander smiles.

'Why Maximillian, I had presumed you would have done this already. Do what you need to do, this is OUR city my friend.'

Lysander looks around him.

'And to those of you who would be afraid - not long ago we all faced down and destroyed the Sabbat in this city, ripped control back from them.

These are mortals - easy to manipulate, easy to control. Fear nothing, stand your ground and obliterate them.

We have our marked numbers as required. Now... the gloves are off. Do what is necessary to send a message to this Moreno

But bring him to me.'

The city's kindred flex their Vitae and get ready, spurred on by their Prince's words. The local Brujah power up their muscles, enhancing their speed and strength, the Gangrel summon their mutate animal ghouls and so on. The Ventrue impress by turning their skin to cast iron.

Maximillian leans in.

"All are prepared my Sire, but..." he looks around to ensure nobody is listening "...I have summoned a god as of yet"

Necro

Fourier wrote:

"All are prepared my Sire, but..." he looks around to ensure nobody is listening "...I have summoned a god as of yet"

'Summon the Ocean Lord. A tidal wave at one of his big guns may scare him into submission.

As fun and all as it would be to bring forth Santa Claus'

Fourier

Maximillian nods and places his hand on the ground. Deep black Vitae seeps into the Earth.

There is a silence.

Then a young Indian woman appears.



"A night walker? I am surprised. It is usually a magic weaver who summons me. Why have you summoned me the Lord of the End of the World? Speak I am in a good mood since your kind has never offended or bothered me unlike the magicians and mortals"

Necro

Lysander regards the woman.

'We have need for your assistance. There is a threat to the lands we are trying to prevent. With your help, we may be able to avoid bloodshed.'

Fourier

She looks around.

"Ah the mortals have chained a powerful Fae and are bringing it here. I can fix this problem for you. As a god it is no trouble. In return I wish for you to build a sanctuary for my people. The Pomo. Here in this city. They will want for nothing"

Necro

Fourier wrote: »

She looks around.

"Ah the mortals have chained a powerful Fae and are bringing it here. I can fix this problem for you. As a god it is no trouble. In return I wish for you to build a sanctuary for my people. The Pomo. Here in this city. They will want for nothing"

'That will be arranged, work will start once this threat has been quelled. We have an accord then?'