Infilteration

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Fredrick couldn't help but chuckle to himself. The plan was working perfectly. Many high ranking members of parliment were surrounding him... he was a part of them. If only they knew the truth. He waited biding his time patiently.

Once members were just starting to leave he struck, causing havoc and chaos, dealing death and unlife to member and observer alike, soon having an army of ghouls at his disposal and here he couldn't help but to laugh insanely. He'd been successful, he'd struck in the heart of London and had great success at it.

Things were too good. He was unstoppable. Indestructable! "Take that Hellsing," he screamed to the night air. He'd struck deep in the Hellsing homelands. All for the continuation of their plot. Keep Hellsing distracted and focused down here, and strike elsewhere.

[Integra Hellsing]

Integra slammed the phone’s receiver down a lot harder than was needed, and glared over at the door in front of her, ‘anger’ being an understatement. Parliament. This couldn’t be mistaken for anything but a directed attack. She felt like breaking whatever was in reach, but nothing could be gained out of doing something reckless. She forced herself to calm down, though she by no means was going to let this one slide. She picked up the phone once again, and dialed a simple number, putting unneeded force on the buttons. “Get Dauru in my office, now!” She snapped into the receiver, and put the phone back down, this time a bit more gently than before.

[Dauru Nemagosta]

Dauru recieved the orders and headed up swiftly knocking politely on the door before entering inclining his head, his wings folded neatly on his back. 'You wished for my presense, sir Integra?' he gestured the enquiry, not daring to meet her gaze. Something that had been beaten into him during his stay with the gypsies. Even in his past it still affected him now

[Integra Hellsing]

Integra took in a deep breath, and sat down at her desk, palms spread out over the surface. “Dauru, under ordinary circumstances, I’d send you out without a second word. But this is of the utmost importance, as you will no doubt agree.” She said, and looked up at him, the light from the window making her shape nearly a silhouette. “A vampire has attacked the parliament, and it needs to be settled quietly and discreetly. I doubt I even need to tell you that no mistakes are to be made here.” She said, and tilted her head up even further, the light reflecting off of her glasses like two shining orbs. “You are to be dispatched immediately. Bear in mind that this needs to be a stealth mission, don’t make a fuss out of what doesn’t need to be.”

[Dauru Nemagosta]

Dauru nodded to show his understanding. He already knew which gun he needed, and was glad that he had done his own checks on it a few hours prior. The stealth part shouldn't be too hard. He knew how to keep his position hidden. 'Understood' he gestured simply turning to leave to collect his sniper and to head out to dispatch of the target, keeping an ear out incase Integra hadn't finished yet.

[Integra Hellsing]

Integra sat back down at her desk, flicked out a cigar, and lit the tip with the gentle flame of her lighter. She hoped that Dauru could handle this sort of situation, though if he didn’t, she had others to use as a last resort. Even if they weren’t as quiet as they could be. She took a breath from the cigar, and billowed the smoke out of her nose. It was already quite clear to her that this was going to be a very long night…

[Dauru Nemagosta]

Dauru collected his sniper and slipped the spare clip of bullets into an inside pocket on his overcoat before he tied his hair back in a low pony tail to keep it out of his way. Once this was done he took off swooping out into the nights air, his powerful wings very silent. He was careful in his movements, using his clothing to help him blend into the night air.

He also used air currents where possible, if anyone did happen to glance up they'd only think it an owl. As he approached Big Ben he had to move with infinitly more caution, scenting the target vampire, as well as the ghouls. He knew in this situation though he had to take the target down first. It was primary. Carefully he landed keeping among the shadows of the building. He checked the first clip of bullets were loaded, though hopefully he would only have to use one.

If he didn't his shooting would be majorly off aim, and that wasn't like him. He focused his mind totally seeking the target vampire. He was moving out of range, moving constantly.

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Fredrick had sensed another vampire... well... part vampire entering. Immediatly he'd set off moving away. He had no desire to be destroyed, not when everything was going so well. Part of him was hoping for pursuit though. It may even be a Hellsing official. There were few people left in the area to hinder him, the ghouls he'd created moving out of his way.

He faintly heard the sound of something taking off, wings beating the air and he grinned to himself. This was going to be very interesting.

[Dauru Nemagosta]

Dauru followed the target easily careful to not be sighted. As finally Fredrick paused in his pace he hovered, using the shadow of a building to hide his position as he sighted the target. In that instance, nothing other then himself, his gun and his target existed. If anyone had been near they would have heard a muffled crack of a gun firing. Yep Dauru used a silencer on his weapons. He'd aimed to compensate for any movement of the target and he was ready to fire again should need be.

Hopefully though the sole bullet would do the trick. As long as the target didn't move too much that was

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Fredrick had turned at the sound of the gun firing and then he saw the opponent. He moved.... dodging the wrong way. Dauru had compensated right this time it would seem, and the bullet struck true. His eyes widened as he realised it had all been for nothing. There would be others though, he knew that. He also knew that his chauffeur would have followed him at some distance and he wasn't exactly human.

He'd take control of things, that thought comforted Fredrick before he fell into a pile of Ash. His unholy life over

[Integra Hellsing]

Integra had her ear to the phone, and she looked more relaxed. “Good. Are there any known witnesses? … Good, then I trust that won’t be a problem. Will it? … Of course not. A disaster, but at least it was controlled before it went any further. … Fine.” She said, and set the phone back down. She waited for a moment, processing the information. Dauru had done the job perfectly, the attacker had been obliterated, but it had been too late to save most of the civilians. Casualties. That meant she would have a whole stack of paperwork to do, but it wasn’t Dauru’s fault. The vampire struck quickly, too quickly for anyone that didn’t know beforehand to act against it. She picked up the phone once again, and dialed a few numbers. “Dauru. Your mission is complete, sweep the area for remaining threats then return back here. Understood?”

[Dauru Nemagosta]

Dauru gave a growl to show his understanding gaining some altitude before turning and swooping away checking the nearby vicinity for any threats, following a car that he had noticed following from a distance. As it picked up speed he too followed gaining speed to match. This was suspicious, very suspicious, and he had no easy way of contacting back to base for askance for further instruction.

[Integra Hellsing]

Integra, still in her office, inhaled from the cigar clenched in her teeth. She was waiting for Dauru to contact her, it shouldn’t take this long just to make a quick sweep. Either he was being very thorough, or he had found something and didn’t have time to report back. If he didn’t contact her and she didn’t get any information, there really wasn’t much she could do besides send some backup to his coordinates, and she didn’t want to do that unless there was a problem.

[Dauru Nemagosta]

Dauru moved into the shadow of a building as the limo came to a halt. He almost circled away, but being unable to see beneath the peaked cap again gave him pause for thought. He kept his position still, hovering on his silent wings, there would be some noise of course to vampire ears but still. Dauru was pretty much on his own with this one, being unable to talk Hellsing could contact him but he couldn't do anything in response.

As a human walked across the area Dauru's eyes fixed firmly on the chauffeur. It was a risky business but he'd scented the air, there was a vampire or something of vampuric descent without it being a ghoul close, and thankfully few humans.

He saw the slight tension of muscles and gave a very quiet, very low growl and it wasn't often that he growled for no reason, unless he was grumbling slightly. This one wasn't a grumbled growl though, it was one he did give when having to try and toss things up. It was a risk should he take the shot, without clean up on hand there was a massive risk factor.

The chauffeur had heard that growl and he turned sharply, distracted away from the potential prey and Dauru gave a sigh as the mortal left the area. As the Chauffeur scanned hunting for the source Dauru caught a glimpse of the eyes, crazed and pure red, vampire eyes. He sighted carefully using the sniper - better silencer and a lot more precise and the only weapon he had on him- aiming slightly to the other side this time to take in the dodge factor, scenting the air once more before firing the single shot, watching as it struck home. He knew better then to leave the scene here until clean up caught up.