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Rainy night in London
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If you don’t think about the horrible things I was going through yesterday, the scenery was truly beautiful. And this was my first car ride. To be honest, I don’t think it’s a good idea to sit in a cage made of wood and metal that looks like a horse carriage with a huge barrel strapped to that place which horses belong to, holding a steam powered high pressure engine. More or less a bomb on wheels. Hopefully the ignis crystals made by the Americans aren’t as unstable as the Irish dwarven ones. At least this thing is fast and we arrive in London in a few hours. I would have days or weeks if I walked.
Marks was silent since we left. Maybe something concerned him. So I pretended to sleep from then on to keep it silent like this. Then I slumbered away for real. Marks woke me up when we arrived in London. He had parked this coffin in front of a very imposing building. This must be the Van Hellsing headquarter. At least that one in Britannia. He told me to wait outside and it was raining. He could give me a hat too when he left. Now my fur is all soaked and the guards won’t let me stand in the dry entry area. I heard the one guard joking about me as a new meaning of a “wet pussy” and the other bursted out in laughter. No I idea what he meant and what was so funny. So I ignored them.
Marks came out about twenty minutes later. “You have an audition tomorrow at ten. Don’t be late.” He handed me a bag of coins and explained me the way to the nearest hotel. “You are on your own for now. I have work to do. Don’t spend too much money and don’t dare to be late tomorrow. Maybe I get time tomorrow to show you the City. Good night.” “Uhm yes, good night.” This City is huge. To find this Hotel took far too much time. 

“The lucky Cat”, Only if they knew…
Hopefully this Hotel my father mentioned is not hard to find. I don’t really want to join Van Hellsing. I just want to find out what my father was hiding from his family.
The façade was freshly renovated as it seems. But still terrible. It looks like someone wanted to impress with no budget. A book shouldn’t get judged by its cover. So I went inside.  
The hallway of this hotel looked really… fancy I guess. Stone tiles on the floor and some ugly greenish wallpapers. The furniture was made of dark wood and possibly older than the actual ephorus.
The old lady at the reception nearly died while crumbling out the key for my room. “5 silver coins please.” She held her hand towards me like a hungry beggar. Surprisingly fast were her movements at the cash register as I gave her the coins. She rang the bell to summon the buttons. I could have died of laughter as I saw this bear with its too short uniform and this tiny hat but I could hold it in.
This bears grumpy mood got a bit better after I gave him a silver coin. I immediately regret this decision as I saw the room. This was only my alibi room anyway. It would be better if no one knew that I leave this hotel tonight. So I went out to the balcony. My room was on the third of four floors and beneath the balcony was a dark alley. I took of my white shirt, folded it as little as possible and stored it in my belt. I was all black now and no one would notice me in this darkness. And the rain would muffle my footsteps.
Now or never…
I climbed on the rail and grabbed the ledge above the balcony door, followed by a quick jump to the balcony above. From there, I would have a good chance to grab the gusset of the gutter. Unfortunately it’s rusty on the fixture and may brake under my weight. So I climbed up the roof directly. It was a high risk, because the distance between the façade and the edge of the roof was at minimum one meter and I had to jump.
If I missed it I would be dead. The roof was slippery due to this immense rainfall at the moment. My fur is wet and I don’t like my new live at all. 
So let’s see, judging by the name, it is certainly not this shining bright building right over there. More of some secluded place somewhere outside the town centre I’m in. I looked around but I couldn’t see much more than this bright giant hotel and the London clock tower because of this rain. I went towards the tower. Those buildings are such close together, just as if someone planned to use the rooftops as alternate path. 
As if this rain wasn’t annoying enough, there was a guard on a platform two roofs in front of me. I jumped behind a chimney. His red coat and white trousers indicate him as a royal guard. Why are they up here? Maybe because of people like me, ha-ha. Oh no there is another one. He was patrolling diagonally in front of me. 

I have to go down. It gets too hot up here. I’m out of the centre anyway.
I left the save side of this chimney right as the patrolling guard turned around and I took a look down of the roofs’ edge on this flat-roofed building. The street is empty but lighten up by lux crystals. I climbed down on the façade and around the corner to the wall that was headed to a darker alley.
On the ground in that alley, I slipped back in my white shirt and walked along the dark alley. 

“Damn, I don’t know where to go! What was I thinking?!” “What’s the matter? Fellow Kitty?”. I have lost myself in my thoughts so deep that I didn’t notice this strange old man in front of me. Thin, with the remaining of a formal dress on his body and a broken tophat. “It’s not your business, old man.” ”Maybe not maybe yes, you seem to be lost, fellow Kitty. I know this city very well. May I ask where you think you’re heading?” Should I lie, or should I tell him the truth? Maybe both? “I was invited by a friend to a night out in a hotel called “The drunken fellows”. “Yes, yes! I know this place, indeed. But I’m afraid I forgot the directions.” He grinned and stared to my coin bag on my belt. “I give you one silver coin if your memories come back and you give me the directions. Two if you give me a route where I won’t be seen.” “Give me three and I will show you.” Who knows what’s going on in this strange old man’s mind, but I have no choice at all. “Ok, but you get them when we got there.” 
“Here we are. Now where is my money?” I gave him four silver coins. “You never saw me, right?” “Of course not, thank you kind fellow.”. I went inside. There was a red carpet on the floor with an interesting pattern. And the wallpaper was red and crimson striped. It looked a bit dilapidated, but cosy at all.  The receptionist had a really sinister face. “Are you sure you’re on the right place, kid?” “I don’t know isn’t this the drunken fellows?” “Shure it is, boy.” “Yes then I’m right.” He snorted his nose and observed me from my feet to the head. My fur was dripping and I shivered a little. “You give the words “wet pussy” a whole new meaning!” He laughed. This joke again. Someone has to explain it to me later. “I want to rent a room.” “10 silver coins” “Are you serious?” “Yes. Do I look like I’m joking?” “Well you were just a mo… fine. Here you go.” I gave him the rest of my coins. “Those are only eight.” “I don’t have any more. I really need this room. Please!” I tried to look desperate maybe it works. “No I… ok but you have to pay it off till the day after tomorrow. With some extra, a sort of a late fee.” He looked kind of upset. “Thank you sir!” “Get lost, kid.” 

With my fathers’ letter in my hands, I was standing in front of the door number 13 and knocked carefully. I said: “The mistress of the moon will enlighten my path.” The door spy was pushed open harshly and two deep green eyes where glaring at me. Then a rough voice mumbled: “Even through the darkest of nights. The door spy was closed as fast as it was opened. I could hear the lock click and the door went open. A lycan was standing in front of me, pointing inside. The posture of an alpha lycan. The born ones, not the turned ones. I stepped in. The door got closed behind me.