When the Cheshire Cat called in Cayr's debt, the cabal was tipped off to an operation of scalpers who were specifically going all-in on the Killer's Day & Age world tour, returning to London for its second concert. The Cheshire Cat, for reasons unknown, wanted to see the scalper ring disrupted well before they impacted ticket sales at the concert.
It wasn't hard to track down one of the scalpers in question hanging around the concert hall, but doing so offered more questions than answers. He was buying tickets off people for way above the box price, and hardly selling a damn one! Even more disturbing was the aching hunger and self-loathing throbbing in his aura – and the fact that what he wanted most in the world was to murder a "Lord Cyrus Lancaster", horribly.
Lucytte, flashing that Ebner cash, took the opportunity to buy a dozen tickets, enchant them with a tracking spell, and sell them to the scalping ring at a 4:1 profit. When the thug handed a ticket to Sam Raddle for naught but a piece of pocket lint, suspicions rose even further – quickly confirmed when the tracking spell revealed the ring's target audience: a hodge-podge collection of the most insane, least stable supernaturals in London.
The tracking spell also revealed the gang's hideout, which the cabal quickly stormed. The rented space was heavily fortified but little more than a squatter's flat, with seemingly drugged out kids scattered throughout. Among the stacks of papers, they found vague sketches of plans for the Killers concert: security plans, crowd placement, maintenance hallways. Shady shit indeed. As they tried to piece things together, they were attacked by a group of changelings, who retreated through the Nevernever before they could be interrogated.
Through some ingenuity, the cabal was able to find the gang's leader nearby, a cold-as-hate ice queen called Esther Sanders. Tyler, using ice powers to rattle her, parlayed like old-school spies on the street corner. She 'assured' him that they had no ill-will towards the band, [[:sam-raddle | Sam]], or any of the other crazy supernaturals they were herding. "We're reaching out to people like us," she said; and, "We only kill the bastards that truly deserve it."
Determined to get to the bottom of this, [[ :lucy | Lucytte]] bought the entire Killers discography and locked herself in her room, attuning her sensitive psychic and fate magic to understand who the hell these people were and who they were reaching out to. The psychic overload was bad enough that she couldn't leave the room for a week, and her "notes" on the album quickly became an insane scrawl. But the gist was clear: the current band members had been kidnaped and tortured by the fae – only able to escape and reclaim their lives from imposters a few years ago; just before the "Day and Age" album was recorded. The album was a thinly veiled testimony to their torment; something that would draw others like them.
It all pointed to one group trying to manipulate the concert: the Fellowship of St. Giles.
By the time the Killers were due to arrive in London, rumors that someone would attempt to reveal magic at the concert were abundant, and the major Factions were preparing to handle the situation with extreme prejudice.
Wanting to hear it from the man himself, the cabal snuck onto the band's train through the Nevernever and confronted them directly. They swore they had no intention of revealing magic, and insisted they trusted the Fellowship explicitly – they were intentionally recruiting for the terrorists, as their big celebrity draw. The only reason they risked entangling with the conspiracies bend the entertainment industry was to share their story, reach out to other victims, and help them find the only people who could truly help – and stop it. They would hear nothing about shutting down the concert.
Before a compromise could be reached, a Red Court hit squad attacked the train, intent on killing or enslaving everyone on board. In the isolated, terror-laden darkness of the London Underground, they took the only way out they could – the Nevernever.
Arriving in pitch black mine, filled with 'coal' formed from the claustrophobic, laborious, nightmares of coal miners throughout the centuries, the cabal (band in tow) searched desperately for a way out before the vampires caught them. The evaded the fear-demons of the Nightmare Fuel Mine (by feeding their vampire pursuers to them), and stumbled out of the darkness. Masking themselves as the goblin miners, the followed the winding paths out toward the nearby shanty town.
Lost Aisle Wharf is basically a pirate town, built into a precarious cliffside that overlooks a vast chasm into utter nothingness. Apart from the nearby mines, the main draw for this town is the chasm itself, as thousands of knickknacks and baubles fall through at irregular intervals. By stringing nets across the chasm, they funded a true goblin market, sporting all manner of things which got "lost". Offering everything from left socks and jewelry dropped down the drain, to the stolen humanity of a fae-touched or the eschewed talent of a wizard, the market drew the attention of Lucytte and Tyler before they bartered for a Way home.
During his parlay, Tyler had offered any kind of assistance he could lend to the Fellowship of St. Giles, hoping to get close to the group. So sooner after their escape through Faerie, Esther contacts him with an assignment: rescue three of her agents from the Wardens.
Their information led Tyler and the cabal to a WWII bombshelter, implanted in a housing block and long shuttered. They were able to sneak in, break out the captives, fight off the Wardens and escape – all without being identified or tracked. It earned enough goodwill for an explanation: that after the band was attacked, the Fellowship send glamoured agents to the stay at the hotel and put the band in a safehouse; when the Wardens knocked and found imposters, they "arrested" the agents – only one was quick enough to escape.
Even with the pressure on, no one willing to cancel the concert. Now, too much had been invested.
With the Summer fae, the White Court, the Red Court, and the Wardens all expecting unstable terrorists to reveal magic at the concert, no holds were barred in event security; and yet the Fellowship of St. Giles was determined to see the concert play, and pull off a recruiting spree right under their noses.
Eager to stop bloodshed and spare the thousands of mortals in the crowd, Tyler cast a ritual over the whole building to silence the event – killing the power in the process. With glamours and false auras to lead security all over the damn place, the cabal worked on getting people out and stopping a riot. Lucytte was able to talk her way on stage to play a distracting (and spiritually calming) violin piece. Tyler and Jodi were forced to openly fight a pair of vampires? fae? in front of a portion of the fleeing crow. And in the dark and deafening silence, Sam came face-to-face with his nightmares: Old Black Fly's huntsman.
The concert was a disaster, for pretty much all concerned, but it could have been so much worse. A small war was averted, no mortals were harmed, and the secret of magic stayed (mostly) safe. For the young cabal, it was a hard-earned victory.