Wings of the damned
Sapphirewyren
Chapter 1: Here comes the CIA
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Author's Note: I have an early Christmas gift for my reader(s)! Part 2 of Winds of Change. It will probably take me longer to upload chapters due to the fact that now I am writing them on paper and then typing them. And every time I get to writing I can get a little carried away and end up with a ton load of pages. So enjoy the next installment of the series and as always Review, Favorite and Follow.
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Langley, Virginia, USA CIA Headquarters
Director Camille Douglas gave an exasperated sigh as she hung up the phone. For a few minutes she stared outside her office window at the rain as it poured. Outside her window sill several birds played in the downpour. Director Douglas wished for a minute that she was one of the birds. She had just gotten off the phone with an old friend Ira Doherty; chief of police in the NYPD and the conversation she just had was not a pleasant one. The reason for her call to the chief was to find out some kind of information about the director of the Hellsing Organization; Integra Hellsing. The CIA was searching for Dr. Lazarus Thorton and his last run in was with Hellsing. Director Douglas wanted to know everything there was to know about the Englishwoman. What made Hellsing tick, what would be a sure way of making Integra answer her questions. However the things that Doherty told Douglas sounded like a nightmare and were not at all reassuring. Apparently this Hellsing woman, though a good leader, preferred to do things her way, which did not always prove to be normal or sometimes even legal. This did not sit well with the CIA director, who preferred people did things her way. Also the other bit of news was that Hellsing's methods proved to be barbaric at worse, for example her torturous 'interrogation' with a human-turned-freak named Zeke Taylor. The director walked into the squad room, where her most elite squad of the Black Night special forces sat.
The Black Night special forces was the answer to the United States; growing monster problem, also the snub of Hellsing passing them by on what could be called her world tour, due to Integra's grudge against an idiot FBI director calling her 'four eyes'. Black Night was charged with exterminating all monsters that would threaten the country and its allies if they needed help. However the special task force was only months into its new job and so lack of experience was its main weak point. This particular squad consisted of six members, Captain Daniel Bach; the leader, expert tracker and hunter and a compassionate leader who expected nothing but perfection from his team. He also preferred to be armed with as much knowledge and preparation before heading out into any situation.
Second Lieutenant Beau Bowman was the demolitions experts which contradicted his calm nature. The Louisiana native always had some story or anecdote about his childhood and his grandma's cooking, especially her gumbo. The man was a giant of 6'6, but as lovable as a teddy bear.
Second Lieutenant Jonathan Grayson was the team's intelligence officer and tech head. He supplied the squad with any information that was needed and claimed there was no computer he couldn't hack. That was until he tried to find information on Hellsing's director. That was not one of his proudest moments.
Second Lieutenant Meredith Josephs was the team's medic and a graduate of Cornell Medical University. She made sure that everyone on the team was in full health to the point of sounding like their mother. Meredith was a big supporter of the group of scientists that were right now working on a cure or some kind of reversal of those who were turned into Chimera by Dr. Thorton.
First Lieutenant Julie "Jules" Harris was second in command of the squad and the team's sniper. She was an excellent marksman and not the talkative type. Jules was methodical and analytical and like Captain Bach, she preferred to be informed, though she didn't mind the shoot first ask questions later tactic. Jules was also never without a firearm nearby.
Second Lieutenant Lawrence Derekson was the newest member to the team and the class clown. He also made sure that everyone's weapons were up to the strict standards of Black Night. Lawrence made a hobby out of drawing maps and checking out girls, although not in that order. The blonde also had a strong hate for haircuts, but you couldn't tell by the required military buzzcut he now sported, though he was thinking of getting a Mohawk.
Captain Bach flipped through all two pages of the folder that was supposed to contain information on Integra Hellsing and the Hellsing organization. The lack of information on the organization and its mysterious leader did not leave the captain feeling very prepared. "There's next to nothing about the Hellsing Organization, except what they do. There isn't even a birth certificate for its leader. Actually, there is NOTHING about her" exclaimed Grayson "You sure she's real?"
"Yes, I'm sure she's real" sighed Douglas. On the screen there was not even a picture of the leader. Grayson had tried to hack into Hellsing computers, but their technological defenses proved to be top notch with a nasty twist of spewing digital data eating worms to hackers stupid enough to get caught. Grayson cursed as he was locked out again with the threat of blacking out all of the CIA's computer system if he persisted. Jules looked over his shoulder; "I don't know much about computers, but I'm pretty sure that's not supposed to happen."
"I know that" growled Grayson "This Hellsing must have some serious stuff, no one locks me out."
"Maybe she got a whole team of black hats sitting around waiting for moments like this" said Beau.
"Why not just drop in and say hello?" suggested Jules "According to Chief Doherty, this Hellsing person is used to being in control." Director Douglas remembered something that Doherty said; "She is very intelligent and knows it. If she can control a situation, she will and she'll play you like a flute. You can be certain that she will have a back-up plan and most likely she won't listen to what you say, especially if one lacks knowledge of the situation at hand."
Jules' idea of dropping in on Hellsing without notice was mischievously funny and the director really wanted to see the look on the Hellsing commander's face by the impromptu visit. Of course, there was a professional reason as well. The CIA would collaborate with MI6 to find Doctor Lazarus Thorton and would question Hellsing about him and his whereabouts. It was no secret that Hellsing was also looking for the crooked scientist. Because of his experimentations, Chimera ran rampart throughout England, well used to. It had been a full year since Integra became leader of the Hellsing Organization again and the Chimera numbers had been reduced drastically. "What do you think Hellsing would do if they catch Dr. Thorton?" asked Beau.
"Hopefully turn him over to us, since all governments are on alert that if the good doctor is captured that he is to be turned over to the US, seeing that he is a citizen of the US" said Director Douglas. Captain Bach stood up; "Okay guys, we have a surprise visit to make, so wheels up in twenty."
Once on the plane bound for London, Douglas informed the team that two agents from MI6, Natalie Wordsworth and Thomas Crabtree would be their liaisons while in England. If they needed anything, those two would provide it. As the captain and director sat in the front of the plane speaking in quiet tones, the rest of the squad took turns guessing why the director of the CIA would agree to fly all the way to London just to ask a couple questions which could be easily answered on the plane.
"I'm guessing it was all that shit Doherty told her" whispered Derekson. The Second Lieutenant had only been in the squad for a few months, so he was constantly getting teased by the veteran members. His latest remark earned him a couple of outright chuckles. "If you haven't noticed, everything Doherty said made it sound like the boss lady should be afraid of this Hellsing person. What the hell was her name?" said Jules.
"If you haven't noticed, Jules the part where the cops said she carved out some dude's beating heart out of his chest" retorted Derekson.
"He saying to be cautious, that's all" said Meredith.
"Sounds like be afraid to me" sighed Derekson. "I should know, my mom is also an intimidating woman." The squad laughed again, but Derekson shrugged his shoulders; "Laugh all you want, but if you met her, you'd be pissing your pants."
"Ok, if this woman is the big bad wolf, why would the boss lady go and see her?" asked Grayson.
"Maybe she wants to see for herself, you know see if Doherty was exaggerating."
Jules leaned back in her seat; "Either way this ought to be a damn fun show."
"Seeing as you suggested it" laughed Beau.
Hellsing Manor
Integra stared at the wanted poster of Dr. Lazarus Thorton, something she had been doing for the last half hour. The rat bastard had been silent for months now. Not a peep or any new science projects or lab made monsters. The Chimera were on the verge of extinction at least in England anyway. For some reason, while other people would be happy, this gave the Hellsing commander a sense of foreboding. Just then Philip entered the office; "Sir, our intelligence has just received word that the director of the CIA Camille Douglas and a squad of Special Forces called Black Night are on a plane to London at this very moment."
"They want information on Dr. Thorton."
"I had better go and put some tea on then."
"That won't be necessary, they won't be staying long."
"Shall I tell them, they are expected?"
"And ruin my fun? No, if they want to play this game, I'll be happy to oblige them."
Heathrow International Airport
When the US agents landed, there were the two MI6 agents waiting for them, with a large black van nearby. After loading their bags into the trunk, Thomas Crabtree, a tall man with smiling green eyes and cropped red hair, shook each of their hands; "Welcome to England on this fine evening." His upbeat personality was contagious, as the Black Night squad grinned back at him as they introduced themselves. "Natalie and I will be happy to help you in any way we can."
"Well we would like to get to the Hellsing Organization's Headquarters right away" stated Douglas.
"Ok, I'll call ahead" said Agent Wordsworth. But Director Douglas stopped her; "No, that's fine." The female MI6 agent looked confused; "Are you sure, you want to stop by unannounced?" The CIA director nodded; "We need some very important information and I would rather not hear any rehearsed bullshit."
"I don't think that Sir Int…."
"It makes no difference what she would and wouldn't do. This way I will know if she tries to withhold anything from us."
Natalie undid and redid her brown hair in a tight bun, a strange but sure sign that she was nervous. She had met Sir Integra on several occasions, as Hellsing and MI6 worked together to keep an eye on the 'citizen vampires' and those encounters were pretty nerve wracking. One never knew what might set Integra off, but Natalie was sure showing up without notice was one of them. As the van made its way to Hellsing, they passed several buildings which had the Hellsing logo; to which Derekson would ask "Are we there yet?" This gained him disapproving looks from Captain Bach and Douglas and some exasperated sighs from everyone else. "What? I saw a flag that said Hellsing on it, didn't know there were so many buildings with the same name."
"When you get there, make sure to leave all weapons in the van, they are not allowed on the premises unless you are an employee of Hellsing." said Agent Wordworth.
"Figures" mumbled Jules.
"Also, you are to address her as 'Sir Hellsing', not 'miss', 'mrs', 'madam', 'ma'am' and certainly not 'young lady'. The last guy to address her as 'young lady', her butler had to clean him off the floor" said Agent Crabtree.
"You're making that up" retorted Grayson.
"I wish I was" sighed Agent Crabtree. Agent Wordsworth elbowed the redhead; "Eyes on the road. And leave the horror stories for later."
Captain Bach glanced over at Director Douglas to see if he could read her expression, it was blank, as he expected. Camille Douglas did not get to where she was at balking at a couple of stories. If necessary, she would be proven to be just as tough as Integra Hellsing. Shortly they arrived at the Hellsing Headquarters. They looked out the windows of the van, instead of a modern building, there sat a sprawling mansion made of windows and concrete. Grayson looked at the MI6 agents suspiciously; "Are you sure this, is it?" The agents replied with a nod of their heads. As the CIA disembarked Agent Crabtree called out; "Enjoy your stay, mates, we'll be here when you get back."
"There is no need to sound so happy" intoned Jules.
"They're just glad they don't have to face Sir Hellsing" said Meredith.
As foretold by the MI6 agents, the CIA personnel were frisked and very thoroughly at that. By the time everyone was allowed through the gates they had strange sense of being violated. Anything that could be used as a weapon was taken, including Derekson's lucky Spiderman pen and that didn't even have a point or ink in it. They were escorted to the door where they were greeted by a slender man in a butler's uniform, with salt and pepper hair. "Welcome to the Hellsing Organization, I am Philip Dalton, head butler. I will show you to Sir Hellsing's office. Please follow me." As the CIA director and spec ops soldiers followed Philip through the grand mansion, their heads might as well have been on a swivel, as they tried to take in all the magnificence of the old house. "So how old is this place anyway? 100 years? 200 years?" marveled Beau. "It is over 600 years" answered Philip "Nearing 700. This house has been under attack numerous times and it still stands. A true testament of its time." Of course, renovation and stronger material was also helpful. As they neared their destination, a blonde young lady wearing a black and red uniform walked past the group. When she was out of earshot, Grayson and Derekson grinned at each other; "Did you see the size of those tits?"
"Yeah, damn I wonder if they are real." The two idiot soldiers were so busy laughing, it took a while before they realized that everyone was looking at them. The butler's green eyed glare was especially nasty; "While you are here, you will not refer to any of the Hellsing staff in such a crass manner!" Director Douglas made a mental note to herself to have a talk with those two when they returned to the US. That talk would include desk duty and possible suspension without pay. The last thing she needed was to be embarrassed in front of a woman she didn't know.
Why couldn't Americans be more quiet? Integra could practically hear them stomping through her hallways. And judging that Philip, who was usually quiet, had to raise his voice meant, one of those idiots said or did something stupid. From where she sat on the sofa, as the group came into her office, Integra could see the looks of stupor on their faces as they took in the grandeur of her office. That was always satisfying. Philip then whispered to her about two of the soldier's remark about Seras breasts, this was then relayed telepathically to large white tiger lying at Integra's feet; who gave a nasty snarl, while the Hellsing commander settled for giving an icy glare to the two offending soldiers, who had the decency to look frightened, at either the tiger or the commander, it didn't matter to Integra. How some people manage to piss her off before she even met them, she will never know, it must be a gift. Integra made no effort to get up and greet her visitors, after all she already knew what they wanted. They just made the stupid mistake of walking into the lion's den. They had no idea how lucky they were they were, that Alucard was on a mission to deal with several vampires that were lurking around a primary school. If he had heard, what Grayson and Derekson had said about Seras, the Black Night squad would need to find two soldiers to replace them. The director of the CIA looked miffed that Integra won't even trying to be polite, well too bad. But the commander had to give her credit, when Douglas made her way towards where she was sitting, despite the bull sized tiger next to her. Most people went in the opposite direction of Sam, when she was in that form. But right now, Integra was not dealing with her. The Hellsing motioned for Greyson and Derekson to step forward, which they promptly; "I find you two sorry excuses for men, revolting. I can see why you two go to bed alone and it's certainly not by choice. If you see the need to find entertainment in something so crude as my staff's anatomy, I will be more than happy to send you and your dicks back to the States- on different flights! Now go stand over there and face the door. The longer I see your faces, the more I want to punch them." The two soldiers did as they were commanded, after all neither one of them wanted to know what would happen if they disobeyed. By now the CIA Director was livid; "You have no right to talk to my men that way." Integra lit a cigar and blew out several puffs of smoke: "I hope you didn't come all the way here to tell me that." Captain Bach took the opportunity to speak; "We are here to find out what you know about Dr. Lazarus Thorton. The attacks on Trafalgar Square and on Buckingham Palace has his signature. Also, the Trafalgar Square attack was a personal on one of your agents. I'd think you could be more upset about that. We both have something in common, we both want catch Dr. Lazarus Thorton."
"No captain we don't have anything in common. YOU want to catch Dr. Thorton, I want the pissant dead."
"Dr. Thorton must be brought to justice." declared Douglas. "He is a United States citizen, so he must be tried and sentenced there."
"We want all the information you have on Dr. Thorton" said Bach.
"I already promised his head to one of my agents."
The CIA agents looked at each other with confused looks.
"What exactly does that mean?" asked Douglas slowly.
Integra sighed. Why are most people idiots? Did they want her to spell it out for them?
It means that Dr. Thorton is mine
The Americans jumped, they were not expecting to hear voices in their heads. Some of them looked around as if looking for an additional person or maybe hidden speakers. Others specifically the CIA director, gave Integra suspicious look as if she was up to some sort of trickery, but a growl from the tiger told them where disembodied voice in their heads was coming from. Integra gave a small smile as she leaned towards Sam; "How about sharing the evil doctor with the nice CIA people?"
No, that man is mine. And if anyone gets in my way or try to take my prey from me, they will be in a world of hurt.
"That is obstruction of justice" said Douglas.
I don't give a damn about your 'justice'
Integra shrugged, while petting the large cat; "Well at least you tried, but you should heed her warning."
Captain Bach glowered; "And why should we have to listen to a stupid animal?"
The attack happened so fast, that even Integra was taken off guard. One second the tiger was languidly lying at the Hellsing director's feet; the next Captain Bach found himself on his back with a copper haired assassin sitting on his chest with a knife mere inches to his eyes. "And just who are you are calling 'a stupid animal?"
The other soldiers silently cursed the fact that their weapons were taken away, because they were defenseless in this situation. Captain Bach decided that staying still was the best course of action. Douglas turned to Integra; "Call her off! If anything happens, you will be held responsible."
"Always ready to shift the responsibility onto someone else, aren't you?" However, Integra still did not command her shape shifting employee anything. Sam leaned closer to the petrified captain; "You look like you would taste so delicious. The amount of fear, just rolling off you is such a turn on." The captain swallowed; "I-I'm sorry for calling you a stupid animal."
"I'll bet you are, do you know how long it was since I last tasted human flesh?"
The soldiers inched closer, maybe in hopes of making a grab for Sam. "I wouldn't do that if I were you, I might drop this knife."
"We just came here to get information on Dr. Thorton, that's all" said Beau.
"And you got a lot more than you bargained for."
Integra sighed and getting up from the sofa, opening one of the drawers of her desk and took out a folder; "Dr. Thorton was last seen in Italy. According to my intelligence, he was hired by the Vatican for a special project."
"What is this 'special project"
Integra handed the CIA director the folder with a smirk; "See for yourself."
The paper read:
Project: Human resurrection by a process known as the Lazarus Effect
Subject: Enrico Maxwell
Cause: For appointment of the role of leader of Section XIII also Iscariot Organization, for the sake of protection God's holy church, the Roman Catholic Church from the satanic creative known as the 'vampire', due to Hellsing's negligence.
The 'negligence' on Hellsing's part was more of Integra's disagreement to the pope's terms and the way she said 'no', something with a crucifix and where the Holy Father should lodge it, which left the pope and his aides stunned. Douglas looked at the paper and then at Integra. "How can the Vatican hire someone like Dr. Thorton? I'm sure they know what atrocities he committed?"
"Judging by the history of the Catholic church, I highly doubt that they care about what he has done, to them it's more of what he can do for them."
"Now all we have to do is get him from the Vatican."
Integra chuckled; "If it were that easy, he would have been dead by now."
Douglas walked toward the door; "That's not how we do things at the CIA."
"Sam, you're going to have to give the Americans back their captain."
"Aww, can't I have just a nibble?"
"No, Sam."
"How about just his heart, they can have the rest." Integra just gave the shapeshifter a look. Sam conceded and got off the soldier.
"This was very helpful" said Douglas, in an attempt to be cordial. However Integra was in no such mood; "Next time get your own bloody information. I was under the impression that the 'I' in CIA stood for 'intelligence', yet you have proven it to mean 'Imbeciles'". Douglas had to admit that the Hellsing commander had a point, her soldiers hadn't really behaved all that professionally. She decided to leave before anything else could happen. Integra returned to the sofa, she could use that cup of tea now.
Chapter End
