Greed God chapter 200

April 7th 2016 Brightedge City, Cross and Coffin pub, 1:00 PM EDT

Surprisingly,  Nightwing DID have a lead for finding vampires in Gotham. I was pretty  shocked, but apparently Gotham had played host to bloodsuckers before,  and the league's resident almost-chad had dealt with them before.  Meeting him downtown at a pub with a REALLY obvious name was a decent  enough lead. Stopping outside I, I stepped up next to Nightwing and just  stared in wry disbelief at the building.

"You've got to  be kidding me." I couldn't help but roll my eyes at how obvious the  place was. Not even just the name either, the whole front was covered  with velvet drapes to block the sun and every possible surface was  black. "Please tell me it wasn't like this before the merge? Because if  you tell me you frequented a place like this I'm going to lose all  respect for you." Which, granted, wasn't saying much, anyone who let  pussy like Zee go because he could get Barbie to keep her inner bitch in  line deserved pity at best.

He smirked wryly. "I...uh.  Met a girl here. Tanya. She's actually the one we're here to see. She's  an older vampire, lots of ins with the big boys. She used to be one of  Dracula's personal retinue, until she got bored of the drama and moved  to Gotham." At my incredulous look he just snickered. "Right? How much  drama can Dracula cause that he makes GOTHAM look sane?"

Giving  him a conspiratorial nod, I said. "I'm guessing she's a pro at sucking  more than blood?" Pansy ass or not, Nightwing didn't strike me as the  kind to go all forbidden love on some undead bitch. He had plenty of bad  qualities, but being an edgy goth nerd wasn't one of them.

Clearing  his throat, he looked away. "I don't usually talk about that kind of  stuff but...well, lets just say not having to breathe and not having a  gag reflex are a fantastic combination of traits." I snorted at that and  decided maybe I could respect this guy just a bit. Not like he was a  threat to me anyway. I'd thoroughly broken all my girls. After a  deliberation I held out a fist for him to bump and he chuckled and  rapped his knuckles against mine.

Interested to see some  of these vamp chicks, I followed him to the door, which was a pull and  not a push, as well as set lower into the street in an alley down some  stairs. He rapped on it a few times, and someone opened a window in the  steel, looked us over, then closed it. There was the sound of like,  thirty locks flipping, and then was stepped back as the door pushed  open. The man in the doorway waved us inside, and we followed him in.

He  didn't speak, just led us to the edge of wise open floor. They'd  removed the first level, so while I could see the windows with the  curtains, they were at the top of a much larger room than expected.  Following Nightwing along the line of the room, we left the other guy  behind and headed to a back corner. A woman with long brown hair and fat  creamy tits exposed by a deep necked black gown sipped blood from a  gold chalice as she watched the dance floor, where goths who were just  normal humans danced with actual vampires.

When we  arrived, she smirked up at Nightwing. "If it isn't my favorite birdy.  And you brought a friend this time. You hoping momma will help you two  have some quality bonding time?" The pale and admittedly sexy woman  licked her lips as she scanned me over hungrily.

Nightwing  cleared his throat. "Tanya. So good to see you. Sadly no, we're here  for business not for pleasure." He sounded unbothered by the offer of a  threeway, but also uninterested, which was good, because I didn't cross  swords. More power to guys that liked to double stuff, but if I wanted  to do that I'd just learn a cloning spell or something. "Mind if we sit  down?"

The pout on the older woman's face (I'd have put  her mid thirties when she was turned) was alluring, but she wasn't my  type. Too...try-hard for me. "Boring. Oh fine, sit, sit. I'll summon the  serving maid to bring you something to drink." She glanced over at a  dark haired girl who was walking by, snapping her fingers. "You, mortal.  Attend me." She said imperiously. I saw Nightwing wince at that, but he  let it go. It was a true statement at least.

The girl, a  pale, pretty little thing with dark eyeshadow and red streaks in her  hair, scurried up. She had long legs wrapped in black leather pants and a  midriff baring corset with long unattached sleeves that bared her  shoulders. Her green eyes were wide with enthusiasm as she hurried over.  "Yes miss Tanya?" She said hopefully. "Is there something I can help  you with?"

Tanya waved a hand at us. "My guests require  mortal sustenance. Your kind have your own menu here. Fetch them  whatever they wish, I'll pay for it." She glanced over the girl  casually. "Actually, you look rather tasty. Are you on the menu dear  one?" She turned to grin at Nightwing. "If sharing a man isn't to your  taste darling, perhaps we could share this tasty treat?"  The girl  blushed, and stuttered out a denial about being on the menu. I found her  cute enough to try a quick appraisal.

[Appraisal  function activated. Treasure detected. Sally McKnight- G rank wiccan.  The daughter of a pharmacist from a small new england town, Sally was  the leader of an all girl punk band that came to new york to make it  big. Losing her friends to the lure of drugs and minor celebrity, Sally  found herself drawn to vampirism. She possesses a sizable latent talent  for witchcraft inherited from a powerful ancestor who specialized in  white magic.]

I looked at her in a whole new  light. Now wasn't that interesting. "Say." I said smoothly, smiling at  her under my mask. I usually kept the mouth retracted since I'd learned  to do so, as it made eating easier and made my easier to hear. "Why  don't you sit with us and have something to eat. It's on me if Tanya  doesn't want to pay. My friend and Tanya are old acquaintances but I'm  afraid I feel like something of a third wheel." I held out a hand. "I'm  Mammon by the way."

Sally blushed. "Like...the demon  prince of greed?" Her eyes widened at my chuckle. "I mean...of course  not, it's just a name I'm sure. Not that it wouldn't be ok if it wasn't.  I'd love to meet a demon prince. Not that I don't like meeting you now  even if you're not...oh goddess please kill me and stop me from  talking?" She said helplessly as she trailed off from her babble, taking  my hand for a quick shake.

I pulled her down into the  bench next to me with a squeak. "I'd be devastated to see such a beauty  struck down. I don't mind your talking, feel free to ask what you like."  She blushed harder, but I saw her face firm as she tried her best to be  confident.

"Well, I'm Thorn." She said with force. Eyes  locking with mine. "I work here part time while I work on my music." She  blushed again. "I... I like the idea of singing my songs for eternity.  There's something beautiful about the unchanging dark don't you think?"

Having  spun plenty of dark edgy bullshit to get goth girls to drop their  panties for me, I was able to smoothly reply. "But of course, eternity  has a romance to us all. Who can resist the allure of forever. I think  if any should be immortalized it would be a beauty such as you. I'm  afraid vampirism is a path I must leave untrodden, however. I'm already  on an eternal path as it is. No transformation needed."

Her  eyes widened in awe. "Wait...you're already immortal? How? Or is that  rude to ask. Are you a fae? I heard there were some of the fair folk in  the city. I've always wanted to meet a fairy." I ruminated on the fact  that I probably should have brought Magnus. She'd have loved him.

"Nothing  so elegant I'm afraid." I said ruefully. "I'm somewhat less...refined. A  descendant of dragons, and one who carries a powerful bloodline." I  made it sound like I was being self-deprecating, but I was obviously  humble bragging, dragons were fucking awesome. Sally clearly agreed  because she looked like she'd just met her personal hero. I half  expected her to whip her tits out and ask me to sign. Which I would  have. She had a nice little set.

She leaned in closer,  pupils dilating, and I focused on her. The vampiress had called over  another server for us to order from, and I casually asked for a brandy  before turning back to focus on my new potential conquest. Sally was a  G-ranker already just from a latent talent. If I could wake that up  before I claimed her I could rake in some serious points. Plus goth  girls were good pussy. Those bitches were down to take a pounding.

Sadly,  as much as I wanted to hook the little goth, I had to actually focus on  my mission, so I shot her a smile to make sure she knew I was  interested before turning to Tanya. "So." I said, ignoring the adorable  pout on Sally, sorry we already had a Sally, Thorn's face. "We were  hoping you could help us track down Mary Seward. Do you know her by any  chance?"

Tanya grimaced. "Everyone sired by the master  knows the Queen of Blood. She spent years by his side. I was unaware  that ancient bitch was in town. I'll have to go to ground for a while."

Nightwing  sighed. "So no chance you have an address for us then. What about her  personality? Do you know what kind of place she's most likely to hole up  in? Some kind of architectural preference? Anything you can remember  might help." Despite saying so, his voice lacked any real hope.

To  our surprise, Tanya nodded. "She has a fondness for water. Not being in  it of course, that's uncomfortable even for someone like her. But the  sight of it. The scent. She'll usually try to find something coastal  when she can. She would yammer on for days about the sea when she was at  court. Apparently her old lover, Andrew, lived on the ocean. It was one  of the few bits of nostalgia that she allowed herself, or so she  claimed."

That...might help. Magnus needed some way to  track her, and getting close should help. The coast of Brightedge wasn't  small, but it was a pretty tiny percentage of the whole city at least. I  could work with that. Not that I planned to leave it at that. I'd still  try to narrow it down a bit more.

Nightwing wasn't  done either. He continued to quiz her on bits of seeming trivia, trying  to string together some facts. I left him to his questioning and turned  back to face Thorn. "Sorry. Important things going on. Tell me a bit  more about yourself Thorn."

I had promised Zee she could  research some of the results of my merges. I was sure that she could use  another assistant. Jinx couldn't do everything. Plus I was betting  pretty little Thorn would be thrilled to meet my sorceress. She seemed  like the type to cream her panties over being introduced to magic. So I  planned how to set that up as I listened to her talk. Speaking of, I  hadn't fucked Zee in a while, and I bet it would be hot for Thorn to  overhear my sorceress at her 'fuck me if you dare dastardly villain'  finest. She might also have some info on vampires. I guessed my next  destination was Shadowcrest. I'm so good at multitasking.