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A vampire runs rampant in London. This vampire consumes not only the blood, but the soul of each individual it feeds on without mercy. The Ekons have been summoned from their homes around the world to hunt this vampire down. Their task is to make contact with the local coven leader and deduce the identity of the violator.

A barn owl landed ontop the state in a flutter of feathers. There was nothing special about the owl, and they were fairly common in Whitechapel, but then that was why the creature had been chosen. It hooted softly at Nathaniel before it started preening its feathers. It wasn't long after that a lone female appeared in the darkness. She didn't say anything until she joined the male at the statue. "Find anything?" Greetings, pleasantries and introductions weren't needed. Amelia knew why they were here. The call, the blood in the air, Nathaniel standing there, the body on the ground. She would have been more surprised if there wasn't one. She knew Nathaniel would know something thanks to Obtenebration. Hopefully enough that she wouldn't need to sample the victim's blood in order to gain his memories.

"Human's are always confused." Which was fortunate for both races, though there were those who thought otherwise. The owl gave a startled hoot as the briefcase hit the ground, stretching its wings wide to take off, before settling back down. It gave Nathaniel a reproachful look, clearly displeased at the ruckus he had caused, though it caused a slight smile to creep up on Amelia's lips. "I do believe you've startled my friend here." There was a small amount of amusement in her voice at the avian's indignation. Amusement she didn't expect Nathaniel to join her in, but had learned long ago not to let that stop her. Letters from Amentia to Lepos? The poor b*****d was so close to his destination, yet he would never arrive. "What do they say?" Clearly the letters hadn't been important to the one they hunted now, but they might provide a clue as to why the male now laying dead at their feet had been targeted. While she waited for Nathaniel to answer, Amelia removed a smart phone from her pocket and bent over the victim to get a clear picture of his face. Amentia should be able to identify him without the photo, but one never knew were such an investigation might take them. His likeness might come in handy at some point. Unlike most of the old guard, she had adjusted well over the decades, adopting to new technology and fashions as they came and went. She couldn't quiet decide if the mullet or the man-bun were worse, but the advent of indoor plumbing had been a massive improvement. Then she moved onto searching the body for anything useful. Identifying signet rings, threatening notes signed by their attacker (it was never that easy), a wallet.

"That is interesting," Amelia commented as she straightened from her body search. Interesting in that their victim knew he was in danger, yet travelled alone. "With luck one of them will know who did this." Things were never that simple, but one could always dream. She flipped over the blood-stained card in her hand and studied for a minute. "There is a number on the back. Shall I call it while you deal with the body, or do you want to make the call?" Depending on his answer she would either punch in the number on her phone or hand over the card to Nathaniel so he could call.

"I'm sorry to inform you Rodrick has passed on." Okay, so maybe for all her keeping up local trends, some of the language from decades past still leaked in. "I'm an Ekon investigating his murder, Amelia Cross." The E word ought to stop the woman on the other line from hanging up. At this point, she was confident the woman on the line was a vampire. Their kind never got too close to humans due to the edicts and only a fool would hang up on an Ekon. "To whom am I speaking? We'd like to meet with you and ask you a few questions."

Poor girl. The thought floated through Amelia's mind while the voice on the other end stuttered in shock. A call from an Ekon was surely one of the more unpleasant ways to find out about a loved one's death. It was a precursor to uncomfortable questions, and perhaps even more uncomfortable answers. Would Rodrick still be the man Kit thought he was by the time they were done, or would it be revealed that he had been leading a double life of sorts? Everyone had secrets and when you were immortal you had time to have more than most. Based on the letters their victim knew who he was being targeted, but did Kit? There would be no time to let the woman greave. She and Nathaniel had an investigation to solve, preferably before anyone else lost their soul. "Yes, we'll be there shortly." She informed the women before ending the call. Then she went to go see if Nathaniel had finished with the body.

"You have good timing." Amelia commented as Nathaniel returned just as she finished her call. She turned to head in the direction of the Amentia coven, while the soft sound of wings taking flight singled the owl had left its perch on the statue. She didn't turn at the sound of the cat, though it was unclear if her owl friend had spotted it beforehand or she had. She softly muttered 'cat' before answering Nathaniel's question. "We have a second tie to Amentia it seems. An Amentia nurse by the name of Kit answered the phone. Most fortuitous for us she is currently in the London haven, so I figured we ought to gather any information she might have in person, and visit the cover leader at the same time."

"It is rather concerning." Amelia agreed softly. One learned over time that things were rarely a coincidence, but they also weren't always as they first appeared. While they both had shared a rather painful lesson in giving someone the benefit of the doubt, Amelia felt it was important not to jump to conclusions as well. To walk a fine edge then, or perhaps end up acting as a counterbalance to Nathaniel who trusted no one, not even herself, and assumed the worst about people. He must have been telling her about his suspicion for a reason. "How do you suggest we proceed once we arrive?"