CHAPTER THREE ♔ what's done in the dark will be brought to the light

[wynn]

♬ god's gonna cut you down - johnny cash

WHO || The Knights
WHAT || The aftermath of Chapter 2
WHERE || London, England and variou
WHEN || Evening of June 7th --> onwards
HOW || Actionspam. Single thread.

In less than twenty-four hours, everything has turned on its head.

A Knight and her allies were kidnapped by Iscariot agents for execution in Rome, barely escaping with their lives.

A mission meant to free one Knight from the influence of a dark god succeeded - at the price of another's life.

A simple recon mission at a Keijen Blade concert nearly led to two Knights committing mind-controlled suicide in front of an eager crowd.

Several Knights went to see Draken Crombe, leader of the Church of the Lord's Humanity, speak in person, and learned just how sinister his religion's dogma is.

A call from Sir Hathaway alerted Wynn to the escape of the doppelganger from the Knight's dungeons, an escape perhaps aided by Elena Gilbert.

A demigod interrupted what might have been a simple smash and grab retrieval of an artifact.

And most horrific of all, in the middle of the night, hundreds of Shadowkind in New York City awoke, and walked in a mindless trance down to the Hudson River to drown themselves. Only the quick thinking and combined efforts of the Knights present and their allies prevented all of them from succeeding.

Beset on all sides, a dark time awaits for the Knighthood - who were already suffering from the capture of Dragon's Claw Sir Thomas Bancroft at the hands of their long time enemy Dimitris Sarandis of Andres Isle.

In times such as these, the light can be difficult to find. Hope itself seems somewhere just out of reach.

Comments

[bigbad]

[Awww his bb girl's all grown up and fighting her own battles.] Yeah, suppose I can understand that. If you really will be careful.

[witchwoman]

I will. No one understands more than me about how worrisome it is when someone you love throws themselves into a fight. And you'll be there with me.

[bigbad]

Yeah. Anyone who touches you'll get their heads ripped off. That I can promise.

[witchwoman]

[Before it might not have helped to hear something like that, but right now, it's all she needs.]

Good. Maybe do it twice if they really deserve it.

[bigbad]

[So bloodthirsty. He squeezes her arm.] Just say the word, pet. I'll tear out their spines and strangle 'em with it.

[witchwoman]

[She leans her head against his shoulder.]

I know that the mission is for Thomas, but Amaranth is still trapped on that island. And I want to free the captives- as many as we can. I don't think Wynn will want us to take on too much, but...

[bigbad]

[Spike isn't convinced Amaranth is alive, honestly. But he doesn't say it. He just nods.]

I know. We will, love. We won't go home empty-handed.

[witchwoman]

[She nods, trying to focus on his words, to believe them.]

Do you mind if I try to sleep? Just for a bit. [She's not even especially tired. She just wants to stay here with him.]

[bigbad]

Course not, love. [He tightens his arm again, then relaxes it, but keeps it wrapped around her. If it can bring her any comfort and quiet, he's not moving. Maybe she'll even actually manage to sleep. That would be a bloody miracle.] I've got you.