Corinne sighed and gritted her teeth "Alright, what are you two planning?".
"Well, probably not anything that should be discussed in public," Totenblut hissed beneath her grin, as some private detective or another walked through the door for a coffee. "Why not somewhere a bit less crowded?".
She, pulling out a dark umbrella despite the lack of rain, and Rouge swiftly led Corinne out and around into a dusty alleyway, cracked bricks and rusted cans surrounding them. "Good, now a little demonstration, if it'll illuminate things".
At Totenblut's glance, Rouge-Garou removed a glove and held out her hand. Licking her lips, Totenblut bore her fangs and bit into Rouge's palm, blood staining her teeth.
Corinne stood back "Y-you're vampires?" she exclaimed, her breathing intensifying "What, are you planning to make him into one of your ghouls or whatever?".
"Oh calm yourself, mortal," Totenblut simply said, before with a turn of her head correcting "I am only the vampire you see before you, and we have no intent to harm you. Bad for your image after all to just kill and devour indiscriminately, gets quite a target painted on you. As for Rouge, well, she's..."
"It's okay," Rouge then spoke up "I do not mind her knowing, I doubt she could bring harm to us", with her removing her hood and moving her cape to reveal a set of furry ears and a large, bushy tail.
At the sight of this, Corinne simply slumped and sat down on a back alley doorstep "You're some sort of... wolf-girl? Werewolf? I mean like, I knew this city was strange and all, but I thought everything was rooted in some sort of science or another" she groaned.
"Well, we clearly exist, so does that not therefore make us 'scientific'?" Totenblut smirked, before going on to clarify "Yes, a werewolf, and this is a more restrained Rouge too. But to business, right now we have no desire to make this dead man of yours my thrall, we're simply here to fulfil what you ask. Although," she had to admit "While I could bring him back longer, a half-life as a ghoul is... hardly ideal, to put it mildly, but we can easily give him the chance to say one last goodbye to his family".
Corinne wasn't quite sure how to process this,
Sounds awfully kind of them, all too
kind, she thought. "Yeah, but what's in this for you? What makes me so special when there'd be a bigger demand to revive that Bruiser Buck guy, find out his killer?"
"Ugh, don't put yourself, insecurity's not a good look," Totenblut narrowed her eyes "Besides, we don't need to reanimate this Bruiser Buck to find out who killed him. To us European supers, his murderer was never any mystery," she said, with another smirk and a fold of her arms "No, new and inexperienced capes are of far more interest to us than the heavier hitters, Rouge and I have been around so long that we need the young to make us still feel
alive, hmhm".
"I perhaps would not put things as bluntly as Lady Totenblut" Rouge did speak up, something of a blush appearing on her pale cheeks.
"Okay, but look, can't I at least tell Midway's widow about all this first?" Corinne stood up and said, her nerves on edge. "If we're gonna try a stunt like this, shouldn't we at least get her approval?".
"Ah, why of course," Totenblut smiled "We never meant to suggest otherwise".
"Alright, thank you" Corinne breathed out, feeling relieved. Now I just have to find where Midway's widow even is.
* * *
Corinne tried keeping her search for the widow to Noxville as, other than Ophiuchus' hospital, it'd been the only place she'd seen her.
Think I can rule out Malicetown, I considered checking around the Trio's old lair, but I think Midway and his widow were kinda on ice, she surmised.
Corinne then thought of tracking down the former Musclemoiselle, Ryan Torrance she remember her name being, since she was the only other person she knew who'd worked that closely with Midway, well her and Master Funhouse, but she was in no mood right now to check on him in whichever prison he'd been placed in.
Figuring that, if Ryan was still out of jail herself, then there'd be only two places she'd likely be, Corinne headed over to the closest of these.
A ring of chalk scratched out in the middle of a nearby park in Noxville, and not the nicest-looking park either, being strewn with vines, Venus flytraps and a tough-looking crowd huddled around this ring, cheering something on.
So, this is that fighting tournament I saw on that flier, Corinne thought, making her way up the nearby rooftops to get a good enough view without having to pay any admission fee. From here, she could see two fighters circling each other in the centre of the ring, one a scowling guy with blue-tinged white hair despite his age, having what looked like a moth mask on and wearing an aurora-patterned coat, and carrying around something like a flamethrower, though no heat was coming out of it.
His opponent Corinne took a second or two to recognise, being a bobbed reddish-orange-haired young woman wearing black pants and a tank top that left her well-toned physique exposed.
Ah, there you are Mus- er, Ryan, Corinne thought, almost didn't recognise you without your circus makeup and hair dye, you look... normal otherwise. Well, aside from your muscles, natch.
The white-haired guy blasted not fire but snow from out of his 'flamethrower', covering the makeshift arena and able to reflect a shining light off of it, forcing the gathered crowd to cover their eyes.
This guy can weaponise snow blindness? Corinne thought, as even she had to at least squint at this distance.
One advantage to Ryan's strength was that her eyes were able to push through the glare of the reflective snow, with her kicking back the snow with a single sweeping kick. She then leapt up onto a nearby tree and pushed herself off it to jump even higher, and as her opponent readied his snow-machine to fire up at Ryan, she from a somersault delivered a flying kick straight down at him, plunging into his stomach and knocking him to the ground.
With a ring of a bell, the fight promptly ended, the tough-looking crowd gathering around Ryan to cheer, while her beaten opponent skulked away. "Grr, she got lucky 'cause this was a one-on-one fight," Corinne could hear him snarling, his fist shaking "Were Dancer Dark with me, that girl would've stood no chance. Plus, Noxville's way too shrouded for to use my reflective snow, and we shoulda been hunting down that killer- Ah screw it, I'm makin' excuses," he sighed, skulking off into the darkness.
There finally being a break in the crowd for her to go up and talk to Ryan, Corinne made her way down and over. "Hey, Ryan!" she called out, smiling "So uh, who was that jerk?".
"Libra- um, Corinne?" Ryan, the former Musclemoiselle, asked, before saying "Oh, him? Calls himself 'Frostbright', but that's all I cared to find out. Er anyway, how did you find me here, like were you just passin' through, or were you intentionally looking for me?".
"Simple. With you liking to show off your strength, I figured you'd be in either one of two places I knew of. The Everguards wrestling stable was the other place I thought of, but this was closer, and hey looks like I got lucky," Corinne said with a grin. "Er, I take it you're no longer Musclemoiselle?".
"What? Hell no, I'm not going back to that name," Ryan flinched, before saying "Did take some time figuring what to call myself now, like I vaguely remembered 'Fugue' was a word for flight. Ah, not that I can fly, but my strength lets me leap real far, like a luchador or something, so yeah, I'm Fugue now. Way shorter too" she grinned.
"Right, although um, I'm gonna have o ask you some more about your past-" Corinne began, but got cut off.
"Fine, okay then, what?" Ryan, now Fugue, snarled upon hearing that.
"Oh, it's just that I needed to ask you about Mr. Midway" Corinne said, beckoning Fugue behind a tree for privacy.
"What, Mark? Huh, well nice to see someone still cares about him," Fugue sighed "Was worried he'd go unremembered, now that he's gone. Hey that's alright, and good that you're not askin' me about Grimaldi, I don't wanna even think about him now".
"Specifically, I wanted to ask how much you knew about his widow?" Corinne said, straining to admit "I was basically the one who killed him, so I thought the right thing to do was come clean and tell her".
"Hah, aren't you just precious?" Fugue had to stifle a laugh, before clearing her throat and saying "Hey Corey, the guy was trying to kill you, don't beat yourself up for acting in self-defence, you're not some monster. Hell,
I tried to kill you just for getting in my way, so I'm the monster if anyone is.
Hmm, not know much about his widow, Mark wasn't all too comfortable talking 'bout her, they would've been going through some real rough times, we all were. Let's see, I know her name's Eileen, her kid and her have a flat in one of the more 'presentable' parts of Noxville, that's 'bout it".
"I see, still, I can work with that," Corinne nodded, but then asked "What about the Hepcat Gang? I do know Midway was in their debt, and that Eileen was being hounded by them".
"Pfft, you don't need me to tell you about the Hepcat Gang, any loser in this town could give you the lowdown on them. Vitamin 4X dealers, operate out of the
Hot Tin Roof 'Jazz Club', leader's some guy named Hippodrome. Some conspiracy loudmouths will tell ya they're just the Noxville branch of a world-spanning, 4X-dealing Syndicate, but eh. Only reason nobody's squished them yet is they've got the police in their pockets, oh and 4X, unstable as it is, giving their clients superpowers, that too" Fugue hissed out.
"Thank you, that helps a great deal," Corinne thanked her, taking all of that in.
"Hey, don't sweat it" Fugue giggled.
[ ] Remember to ask Fugue to help you take out the Hepcats sometime.
[ ] No, someone a bit more subtle might be more help with any Hepcats.
[ ] Write-in.
* * *
A phone directory could've let Corinne call up Eileen Columbus, but she decided she ought to do ask her in person if anything.
Having donned her Libraria outfit, thinking Eileen would respond more positively to the one who'd saved her the other night, it didn't take long wandering around Noxville's snazzier neighbourhoods to spot the red-jacketed woman, walking her black-haired, pig-tailed daughter home from school.
"Excuse me, ma'am" Libraria spoke, trying to sound professional.
Eileen and her daughter was startled for a second, but were then relieved when they saw who it was. "Ah, you're Libraria! Th-thank you for rescuing me the other night, I've told my daughter all about you".
"Yeah, you look kinda like some teacher, but you're way cooler than any of my teachers" her daughter spoke out.
Corinne had to blush under her face-mask, but said "Oh, thank you, I see. Er, listen, Miss Columbus, I do need to talk with you, and um, I'm not sure how your daughter will take this"
Whew, thank G-d that Super-Spotlight thing on me hasn't aired yet, would've made this even more awkward than it already is.
Eileen was taken aback, but she quickly regained herself and said "I understand, this must be serious. Belinda, I'll have to ask you to run home for now".
The young Belinda's jaw dropped "B-but Mum, I wanna hear what the superhero was gonna say- Oh, fine" she grumbled, stomping back to her house.
Eileen looked gravely at Libraria, making the hero hesitate in just what to say. "Look, I know your husband, Mr. Midway, recently passed," she finally said, removing her mask to show herself as Corinne "I, I was offered a deal that could bring him back to you. Well, only briefly, but at least you'd be able to say a proper goodbye. Thought you had the right to hear about this".
Corinne's words sinking in, Eileen at first didn't know what to say, but then her eyes narrowed and she said "Look, call it off, whatever it is. Oh I know there are ways of bringing back the dead or whatever you call it, but Mark suffered enough indignities in life, I won't just watch him be profaned in death!" she almost lost control of herself.
Knew this wouldn't work, Corinne thought, muttering "I'm sorry"
And I haven't even brought myself to tell her the worst part.
"No no, I should apologise" Eileen said instead, her aggression fading "It's just, I've been so stressed recently, what with Mark's debts and now his, his death. I'm just worried sick for Belinda, that's all, I mean I can't defend myself against common criminals, let alone superpowered ones. I even thought of taking 4X, just to able to protect her, and there's the rent on top of everything".
"Look, that gang will be dealt with soon, there's more than enough heroes here to take them on" Corinne tried to comfort her.
"Oh sure, that's what people keep telling me" Eileen huffed.
[ ] Try to convince Eileen to agree to Midway being brought back, maybe you just need to word it better.
[ ] Go back and straight-up tell Totenblut that this isn't gonna happen.
[ ] If Eileen's desperate enough to try 4X, would she be willing to receive vampire powers from Totenblut?
[ ] If Eileen's desperate enough to try 4X, would she be willing to receive werewolf powers from Rouge-Garou?
[ ] Once you're back at work, try to get Arachne to install some real security around Eileen's apartment
[ ] Head after those Hepcats first thing.
[ ] Maybe now hunt that killer, sounds like Eileen could use some of the reward money?
[ ] Write-in.