To be honest, when it first started I thought I’d be able to get out of it again.
The first time I came through Denver, it seemed nice? Edward seemed like he was running it well, like he had the best interests of everyone there in mind with everything he did. Coming back through, I had no idea that so much had changed. From what I figured out after, something happened after I’d been through the first time with someone using medicine to Embrace a bunch of Fledglings, followed by what nearly became all-out war trying to track them down and remove them from the picture because he was afraid it was a ploy to unseat him.
My coterie and I came back through and it was... Everyone was suspicious of everyone else, looking over shoulders and sending up flags. It was liking walking into a bar the night after an FBI raid, only it was like that all the time.
Trent and Michael and Jessie, the ones I’d come in with, got close to the Anarchs in the city. They weren’t happy with how things were going, but they followed Edward’s lead anyway to make sure the nights kept going smooth for the sake of everyone. They didn’t have enough pull, and not near enough power to go against Edward’s establishment.
And his establishment was mostly his own Childer. Duke was acting as Sherriff and had his own small team under him. Karen was in the band, but she was big on making sure Edward was happy. Both Leslies would inform, and his Primogen council was either in his band or working for him in some other industry in the city. It was enmeshed from top to bottom. The only one that wasn’t was Don Alonzo, who was acting as Seneschal, and went along with Edward saying that he, Duke, and Don Alonzo were running the city as a council instead of the usual Cam structure. And there was nothing to show Don Alonzo wasn’t happy with the arrangement. He had his own Childer working under him to perform his own duties.
It’s how it was, and everyone who wasn’t happy with it didn’t stay in Denver very long.
That included my coterie.
After about a week, Michael and Trent decided that they’d be the ones to unseat him and claim the city as Anarch territory. Full stop. I had a bad feeling about it, tried to keep out of what they were doing much as I could. Jessie did, too-- Malkavian, you know? She felt it more than I did but she went along with them because they were closer than I was.
One night they were there and the next they weren’t.
Edward has this house, outside the city. There’s a courtyard, got all sorts of windows and shades. That’s where anyone not happy with how things were run were going. No one was really leaving, they were set out there in the day, sometimes for weeks...
They were gone, and he kept me around. Figured out I was a Daughter after the first time I came through and decided that I could help him keep people happy.
For a while I played along like it was just another gig. I knew they were gone but I didn’t want to believe-- I was stupid. Or maybe it was him, I don’t know. But I stayed, and I played it like it was just another gig, told myself it was better than letting them all tear out each other’s throats, and figured I’d get gone after things settled. ‘Keeper of Elysium’ isn’t so bad a gig, right? Kinda thing sounds good on paper.
Except they never settled. And every time I talked about making my way out, the hold got tighter. Not just him, but his ghouls. They’d follow me around the city, he put in a security system around the house I’d been given to use to let him know when I left and when I got back. All that shit. It was like being on house arrest.
Eventually, I called out to my Sire. What I didn’t realize is that she wasn’t herself. One night she went... I don’t even know what to call it. Some of the other Daughters call it Banshee, but I’d never heard of it actually happening before. Just rumors. She attacked everyone, even me. And when she was stopped, Edward held her body hostage to keep me from leaving.
A few years later, I met Ouija. I’d had friends come through before thinking they could get me out, but it hadn’t worked well for anyone. This time, apparently, they timed it just right. Don Alonzo was ready to take things over himself and all we had to do was help him out and I was free to take Lorelai and go when it was done.
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To be honest, when it first started I thought I’d be able to get out of it again.
The first time I came through Denver, it seemed nice? Edward seemed like he was running it well, like he had the best interests of everyone there in mind with everything he did. Coming back through, I had no idea that so much had changed. From what I figured out after, something happened after I’d been through the first time with someone using medicine to Embrace a bunch of Fledglings, followed by what nearly became all-out war trying to track them down and remove them from the picture because he was afraid it was a ploy to unseat him.
My coterie and I came back through and it was... Everyone was suspicious of everyone else, looking over shoulders and sending up flags. It was liking walking into a bar the night after an FBI raid, only it was like that all the time.
Trent and Michael and Jessie, the ones I’d come in with, got close to the Anarchs in the city. They weren’t happy with how things were going, but they followed Edward’s lead anyway to make sure the nights kept going smooth for the sake of everyone. They didn’t have enough pull, and not near enough power to go against Edward’s establishment.
And his establishment was mostly his own Childer. Duke was acting as Sherriff and had his own small team under him. Karen was in the band, but she was big on making sure Edward was happy. Both Leslies would inform, and his Primogen council was either in his band or working for him in some other industry in the city. It was enmeshed from top to bottom. The only one that wasn’t was Don Alonzo, who was acting as Seneschal, and went along with Edward saying that he, Duke, and Don Alonzo were running the city as a council instead of the usual Cam structure. And there was nothing to show Don Alonzo wasn’t happy with the arrangement. He had his own Childer working under him to perform his own duties.
It’s how it was, and everyone who wasn’t happy with it didn’t stay in Denver very long.
That included my coterie.
After about a week, Michael and Trent decided that they’d be the ones to unseat him and claim the city as Anarch territory. Full stop. I had a bad feeling about it, tried to keep out of what they were doing much as I could. Jessie did, too-- Malkavian, you know? She felt it more than I did but she went along with them because they were closer than I was.
One night they were there and the next they weren’t.
Edward has this house, outside the city. There’s a courtyard, got all sorts of windows and shades. That’s where anyone not happy with how things were run were going. No one was really leaving, they were set out there in the day, sometimes for weeks...
They were gone, and he kept me around. Figured out I was a Daughter after the first time I came through and decided that I could help him keep people happy.
For a while I played along like it was just another gig. I knew they were gone but I didn’t want to believe-- I was stupid. Or maybe it was him, I don’t know. But I stayed, and I played it like it was just another gig, told myself it was better than letting them all tear out each other’s throats, and figured I’d get gone after things settled. ‘Keeper of Elysium’ isn’t so bad a gig, right? Kinda thing sounds good on paper.
Except they never settled. And every time I talked about making my way out, the hold got tighter. Not just him, but his ghouls. They’d follow me around the city, he put in a security system around the house I’d been given to use to let him know when I left and when I got back. All that shit. It was like being on house arrest.
Eventually, I called out to my Sire. What I didn’t realize is that she wasn’t herself. One night she went... I don’t even know what to call it. Some of the other Daughters call it Banshee, but I’d never heard of it actually happening before. Just rumors. She attacked everyone, even me. And when she was stopped, Edward held her body hostage to keep me from leaving.
A few years later, I met Ouija. I’d had friends come through before thinking they could get me out, but it hadn’t worked well for anyone. This time, apparently, they timed it just right. Don Alonzo was ready to take things over himself and all we had to do was help him out and I was free to take Lorelai and go when it was done.
Now I’m here.