Greed God chapter 199 (Patreon)

April 7th 2016 Brightedge City, Hall of Nevers, 10:00 AM EDT

After  fucking Silver for a few hours to release some frustration (letting  that fucking Fear host get away passed me off, but starting a massacre  or holding any of the crime lords would have been a mess) I made her  suck me clean and sent her packing with a slap on the ass. Her squeak  was pretty hot as she bolted off to work on tracking down the Order, and  I went back to the hall of nevers to sleep.

When I woke  up the next morning I was refreshed and ready to take on the day. I  hadn't made much on Silver in terms of GP, but turning that slut into a  drooling mess after so many years was another kind of satisfying. That  girl was stuck up to the extreme the first time I met her, and while a  quick suck had helped me relieve the aggravation back then, it was  nothing compared to putting that pussy through its paces.

Sadly,  the time for banging busty blondes was over for the moment, now it was  time to work, which is why I found myself waiting outside my castle for  Tamlin's delivery of one Cu Sidhe. A fae hound that would be able to  help me track the vampires in the city.

The woman standing  outside was one of his Dryads, though not one I'd met before, and she  was as usual pretty sexy. Paler than most, with barely any green to her  skin and her green hair in a delicate braid down her back, she was  wearing sunglasses and a leather jacket with jeans a t-shirt. She smiled  at me when I approached. "Lord Nicholas." She said wryly. "I bid you  greetings from his grace Tamlin the Falconer, and come with your  assistance for this great task you undertake on behalf of the city."

I'd  somewhat assumed Tamlin would come with me, but given his obvious  wariness of Mary I wasn't going to push it. If he was going to bitch out  last minute he'd just slow me down. I crouched down next to the large  black dog reaching up to scratch behind its ears. "Hey there bud. Aren't  you just the goodest boy." I said to him cheerfully, ruffling his  floppy ears in greeting.

The dryad raised an eyebrow, and I  rolled my eyes. "Look. I like dogs ok? They're cute and they do what  you want them to. They're loyal and fuzzy." Which was true. I wasn't an  emotional person, but I liked my creature comforts. Dogs were big warm  buddies, and you didn't have to be capable of interpersonal attachment  to like them. I could still feel happiness, and cuddling a dog made me  happy. I wasn't going to turn into a total baby talking idiot about it  but I could still chill with a puppy.

The dryad just  shrugged, handing me the leash she'd been holding. "Lord Tamlin says you  can keep him. Consider him a gift. His name is Magnus." With that she  turned and walked away as I played with my new dog, and I was so wrapped  up I didn't even check to see if she had a nice ass until she was out  of sight. Damn.

"Alright Magnus." I said, hopping to my  feet after rolling around on the ground a bit with him. "We're hunting  vampires today. You know what those are?" He barked, and I blinked in  surprise. "That...kind of sounded like a yes. Ok bark once for yes and  twice for now. You know what vampires are?" Bark. "You've met one  before?" Two barks. "You know what one smells like though?" Bark.

Damn,  this was convenient. I was secretly stoked to have gotten such a cool  dog. Dinah was going to be thrilled when I brought him home. He could  chill with the baby for protection. "Alright bud, let's bounce then. The  sooner we identify where these assholes are the sooner we can raid the  place and kill them." I had a sneaking suspicion the Fear host would be  seeking out the Cult of the Blood Red Moon first thing. So the faster we  could track them down and prevent that from happening the better.

I  tugged Magnus's leash, but only gently, and sure enough he picked up  the hint and moved exactly how I wanted him to. What a good boy. Then we  headed off in the direction of town. The Hall of Nevers was at the edge  of the city, and Brightedge proper was pretty large, so we had a bit of  a walk ahead of us, but I didn't mind. It wasn't like I got tired, and  it gave me a chance to do some planning about my next steps with this  whole system thing.

My options were limited, that was just  a fact. I needed to get rid of the Fear host before one of the others  showed up. If two of them attacked me together I might not be able to  handle that shit. Speaking of handling things, I also needed to get that  Raven girl under my control. She was strong as fuck, at the same level  as Tamlin and Mordiel, and I could really use that kind of support. Plus  those fat goth titties. I wanted to make em bounce.

So  that was two things on my list, but I needed a cleansing object of  presumably at LEAST the same level as Raven to remove her father's  influence, and I had to actually find the system users, so my best first  step was to find and stake out the vampires (hah). When the Fear host  showed up I could jump and kill him, after possibly pumping him for  information about the other systems in case he knew something I didn't.

As  I considered my options, I began to notice the streets around me  changing. The architecture got more luxurious and stylized, the houses  bigger and more palatial. This was the area where Cherry Hill used to  be, and it had been changed in the merge. It made sense I'd get her  quickly since Cherry Hill was where my estate had been, but I wasn't too  upset about finding my way to this place. I was pretty sure that  vampires liked fancy shit, so it was as good a place to start as any.

As  I wandered past the buildings, Magnus sniffed and snuffled, trying to  catch a scent I had no way of detecting myself. My nose wasn't that  good, and while I could MAKE it that good, it would be a pointless waste  of an upgrade to do so. I had my new doggo now anyway, so he could do  the sniffing. We wandered for about twenty minutes like that, crossing  in between houses and behind estates, trailing down winding driveways  and side paths.

Finally, as we were walking through a  park, Magnus tensed. I stopped, raising an eyebrow at him, but not  speaking. To my delight, he seemed to understand the request for more  info, because he tugged his leash, wandering off into a copse of trees  and pulling me behind him. I did my best to walk silent, controlling my  steps to prevent my weight from breaking sticks and leaves loudly enough  to tip anyone off.

We trailed through the trees to one  side of the path, walking through shadows and into dark places untouched  by the light of the sun. Hunting vampires this should probably be  worrying, but I wasn't scared of some undead suckbags, I was a fucking  dragon. I just strolled unconcerned through the dark underbrush until we  came to a large clearing, in which stood a huge and somewhat crumbling  cathedral.

The whole place was straight out of a gothic  horror movie, pieces of loose stonework strewn about and overgrown with  ivy, cracked walls giving slight glimpses inside the structure so I  could get quick glimpses of shadowy forms that might have been vampires  or might have been rocks. I looked down at Magnus. "Here?" He whuffed  quietly, clearly knowing that a full bark right now would be too loud.  Good boy.

I let him lead me around to the side, where the  scent got stronger I supposed. I took my time and watched out backs,  unwilling to get jumped by fanged assholes from behind like some slutty  teen summering in a Romanian village. When we came to a spot with an  incredibly thick shadow cast over it, Magnus started to growl, and I  nodded to myself. Found them I guessed. I wasn't planning to fight, but  if they jumped us I was confident I could escape even with the dog to  slow me down.

Moving toward the wall where a small hole  was located, I peeked inside to see...nothing. Not like darkness, but  like a totally empty church. I looked up at the ceiling, half expecting  to see the bastards hanging from the rafters like bats, but nothing.  Huh. I slipped through the door slowly and quietly, doing my best not to  alert any possible vamps still hanging around, however figurative that  may be.

Magnus's growl got louder, and I tried to shush  him, but when he didn't react I just shrugged and let him pull me along.  I couldn't sense anything nearby. My senses weren't as good as his when  it came to scent, but my eyes and ears were plenty sharp. There was  legitimately nothing around here. No movement, no scuffling. Even if  they were remaining totally still and silent how long could they manage  that.

We approached the back corner of the room, the growl  growing louder, and I was now sure that none of these bastards were  here. I had good senses, and while they weren't perfect, they should be  plenty strong enough to find a whole bunch of vampires. But Magnus was  sent by Tamlin to help, and the Dryad TOLD me Tamlin said he'd be  useful. Fae didn't lie. They manipulated the truth and pulled bullshit  with words, but Tamlin had no reason to try to trick me yet. There  almost had to be vampires here, so where the fuck were they.

As  we got closer though, I also started to smell something. Not vampires,  at least not probably. Something more annoying. Something I'd smelled  before a few times after fights. Death. I could smell corpses here. Real  corpses I assumed, not animated ones, and sure enough as we came around  the corner, there was...a scene.

The bodies were posed  for me. In a really weird way actually. An older woman and a series of  teen girls, all sitting in a series of expensive padded chairs and  loveseats, with saucers of tea in their hands. They all wore old  fashioned dresses and bonnets, which I was sure they hadn't had on in  life, and their fingers were curled around the saucers in the tight grip  of rigor mortis.

I sighed and looked down at my dog.  "Goddamn it. This where you smelled the vamps?" He barked once. "Great,  so they hung around here staging this shit for a few hours to leave a  scent marker. Don't suppose they left a trail out of here?" Two barks.  "Of course not. That would be far too easy."

Reaching into  my pocket, I fished out my phone and punched in a number. "Yeah,  Silver? Need your Talons for a cleanup. Vamps dumped a bunch of girls in  an old church to throw off my tracker. Its in a clearing off what used  to be woodside park in Cherry Hill. Good, I'm getting out of here want  to try and catch a trail, take care of it." I hung up once I got her  affirmation and turned to my dog. "Alright bud, we're doing a lap of  this place to try and find a trace of them, if we can't we'll try a  different angle." I wasn't wandering around the whole fucking city  waiting to catch a scent. We could use Magnus to narrow things down, but  a lead would help us start the search. Probably time to call Nightwing.