The wolf and I both love Rori, we worked together on this... surprisingly alongside a bloodsucker even. I'm not sure why, but she had a familiar scent, her name was Terri Kurai. She wasn't like any other vampire I've met... though I might've seen her once or twice in Seattle. But the familiarity of her scent wasn't like that, I just can't place it at the moment. Anyway, with Terri's help we tracked the bloodsuckers that had kidnapped my cousin.
They were in some warehouse district of Rhydin, close to the sea. Normally, in a case like this, I would have liked help from Mac, but I didn't have the time to wait. Between Terri's wicked shadow manipulation and my letting my beast have free reign - her favorite game, showing no mercy - it was easier than I expected to take them out. Which told me they were a small and likely an insignificant sect of various Camarilla clans... whatever it was that Terri was going on about. What I hadn't expected, however, was to find my cousin fighting for a bloody coward.
I smelled her first before I felt the punch... it was surprisingly harder than any human could throw and I know she's Sidhe, but it was stronger than what she'd done before. It actually hurt! Terri took on the bloodsucker while I tried to reach out to Rori in her hypnotic state. She was clearly not herself and I couldn't help but wonder what the hell they did to her to make her seem so... unresponsive to me. Me of all of us, Luna and I took Rori in after she was having difficulty in fitting in with the rest of the family. She lived with Brianna for a small stint, but she came back to us in the end.
What sent me over the edge, though, was the sight of bites on her neck. Multiple bites. The bastards had fed off her. Not enough to kill her or turn her, clearly, but it still defiled her. I remembered back when she asked Luna to bite her, make her one of us, and Luna rightfully refused. Looking back on it, maybe Rori would have been able to better defend herself if we had... but no, I would never allow it. She is one of the few more pure Sidhe in the family, I will not allow what happened to me happen to her.
I did what I needed to do. What I had to do. What I was ultimately forced to do. I knocked the wind out of her. Sent her flying backwards and unconscious so that she wouldn't have a connection to that cowardly bloodsucker. Poor thing will have a killer headache when she awakens... but we will handle things in stride. Terri eventually overcame and killed the asshole... I will never forget that blood red color her eyes had while fighting. They were a cool, icy blue... like a husky eyes... but when she slaughtered him - there is no other way to describe it - they were the deepest crimson. Admittedly, it scared me a moment. She didn't say anything to me, but we had a plan in motion anyway.
A truck I "borrowed" had several cases of gasoline. I reluctantly left Rori in the seat and set to work at spilled gas on every surface and body. Then I lit a match and tossed it. The rest would be dealt with by the Rhydin Police. Not that any evidence would be found of course, that blaze was hotter than Hades. I left before the sirens arrived though and met up with Terri at her house in Rhydin. Terri was composed by the time we arrived and I carried Rori inside and to one of the guest rooms. She said we should stay with her until Rori gets the vampiric blood out of her system. Since I hadn't a clue to what that meant, Terri told me about vampires and ghouls.
Don't get me wrong, I'm grateful for Terri's help... but after the stories she's told me and how she was after our slaughtering... well, I don't fully trust that she won't do something to Rori. So for as long as Rori sleeps, I will stand watch. Widely known fact, the blood of a fae is intoxicating to vampires.