The first two days as the new Lord had been spent quietly researching, finding any means of gaining more power, more allies. Dangerous allies who could aid her against the X-Men and any who would stand in her way. A particular incident about an hour away from the Bay had caught her attention. A sudden spike in deaths in an otherwise unassuming small town. The news had no answers and she knew these were no normal murders.
Not on this scale.
Not in this way.
Brad had given her use of one of his company vehicles to scope the situation out. Her search leading her to the town of Beacon Hills. Population thirty thousand and dropping. Oh how she could actually help these people while helping herself.
There was a strong source of power here. Magical. She could feel it in her bones, calling to her like a Siren. Her feet made little noise, even among the dead leaves and foliage as she made her way through the edge of the town and towards the source she sought. This must have been what was causing the massive deaths. It had to be.
It was so strong. So, when she nearly tripped over it, she was shocked to find it was a small clear orb that had a soft glow around it. It sat only a few feet away from the stump of a tree that seemed like a conduit of all sorts of curious power.
The vampire leaned over, long fingers grasping the orb in her hand as she brought it to eye level to examine it.