Winds of Change
Sapphirewyren
Chapter 12: In da Club
Disclaimer: I do not own Hellsing
Summary: Integra & Co. are headed to a nightclub to crash a party.
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NyteClub
The club NyteClub was exactly as Integra pictured it to be; lit in the brightest and tawdry of lights, people dancing provocatively in the close proximity and oh yes overly muscled men; that were clearly over compensating for something, standing guard at the front door. Integra never understood how any of this was fun and she wasn't here to find out. She marched right towards the front door and while the bouncer was telling her something about dykes and a line, she gave him a hard kick in the stones, followed up by a sharp kick to head, ensuring that he stayed down. "Sir!" said Seras in a horrified voice, while Sam proceeded to take the unconscious bouncer's wallet. When Integra stepped into the building the first thing she did was wish she didn't have a sense of smell and the second was take out her Desert Eagle handgun and fired three shots in the air. The music came to a sudden halt and most people dropped to the ground or dove for cover, making it easier for the Hellsing commander to walk.
"Where is he, Sam?"
"First room to the left at the top of the stairs, Sir."
Why people gave VIP rooms to people trying to partake in satanic rituals was beyond Integra.
"Umm…shouldn't we wait for the police?" asked Seras.
The commander was already half way up the stairs. When Sam opened the door to the VIP room, sixteen pairs of demonic crimson eyes stared back at the trio of women who intruded.
"Oh look they already started" purred Sam.
The leader Dracul who was sitting on a high backed chair stood up; "How dare you intrude upon us? We are in the middle of something sacred!"
The other fifteen freaks snarled at the women. "Seras, Sam dispose of this trash" ordered Integra.
"TRASH?! Go my children, tears these whores to pieces!"
When Doherty and his detectives arrived at NyteClub, it was utter chaos, the patrons upon hearing the gunfire from the VIP room, ran for the exits as fast as they could. The detectives had to bob and weave to avoid being trampled by the panicked club goers. They raced up the stairs towards the VIP room, where they beheld a sight both gory and beautiful. Three women versus fifteen freaks; and the freaks were losing. Blood, guts and body parts decorated the room's walls. Dracul was hopping mad, quite literally as he was jumping up and down, yelling out orders for his remaining 'children'. By the time the three women were done, there was barely a dry area in the room. The detectives could watch in awe as the three Hellsing women mowed down the freaks in a hail of silver bullets. Seeing his 'children' haven been defeated, Dracul tried to make a beeline for the door, but was instantly wrapped in a silver chain that had hooks on each link, that snagged into the freak's flesh. "Let me go, you fools!" howled Dracul. "Shut it, you putrid pile of filth," growled Integra "Here's what's going to happen, you will answer these nice detectives' questions honestly, after which I will remove your sorry head from your even more sorry body, understand?" This threat only made Dracul wriggle against the chains even more fervently, which only made the chains wrap tighter.
"I have rights! You can't do this!"
"You forfeited your so called rights when you became this abominable creature."
"Who gave you the drugs?" asked Doherty testily.
"I am not answer your insipid questions."
"Look we don't have time for your stupid games, tell us where you got the drugs or more people may end up dead."
"What do I care? I am going to usher in the new age of vampires!" At this the freak began to cough up blood. He turned to Integra; "What did you do to me?!"
"I didn't do anything to you, you fool. That is the drug that you took; your body is giving out."
"NO! YOU LIE!" More coughing and spitting blood. "I'm supposed to be immortal!" Doherty couldn't have the last person to know anything about Thrill die on him. "Just tell us who gave you the Thrill and we'll see to it you get to be a real vampire." The other two detectives nodded their heads in agreement, while Seras and Integra looked like they were going to go AWOL. The freak however was still stubborn, refusing to say anything, while lying in a pool of his own blood, his last words being; "If not I, then someone else will bring in the new age of vampires." Doherty let out a slew curse words because the last link to the Thrill was gone in the wind, with Dracul's death. Integra shook her head sadly; "If people truly knew what it is to be a vampire, they would not crave it so much." Before any of the detectives could ask her what she meant by that, the commander left followed by Sam and Seras.
Doherty turned to Higgins, Ali and Howie and said "You guys might as well go on home and get some rest. We'll have a lot of bad news to tell the commissioner tomorrow."
"It's that Hellsing woman's fault" muttered Ali. Howie nudged Dracul's body with his toe; "This guy would have been dead any way. I just hope these guys were the only ones he gave the drug to." The detectives had to leave the room, due to the Hellsing cleanup crew. "Hey, don't get rid of their personal effects, we are going to need that as evidence." The soldiers merely nodded their heads as they set about cleaning up the room.
The 2nd morning at 91st Precinct
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Doherty didn't get much sleep the rest of the night, having seen what the Hellsing was capable of. Her tactics were militaristic at least, barbaric at most. To Integra there was no gray area when it came to her job. You were either a monster or a human. He had overheard her talking about the 'citizen vampires' and the way she sounded, it seemed if she could have her way, she'd have them all hunted down and destroyed. Doherty concluded that either her childhood was messed up or that she had seen things no normal humans should have seen. She certainly did have that look in her eyes. Speaking of which, he had meant to have a private talk with her, but he hadn't seen her or Seras. Sam, however had made the couch in his office her bed and was lounging on it at this moment with her eyes closed. When asked where her boss was, Sam shrugged her shoulders and suggested that he check the safe house. Doherty didn't even know Hellsing had a safe house in NY. So he had to settle with having a chat with Commissioner Price about the night's failures and it was safe to say that he was pissed. When Doherty tried to point out that working with Hellsing was not going as planned, Price kindly reminded him that Hellsing was there to get rid of the monsters and not do his job for him as well. So Doherty sent out his entire squad to try and find something, anything that would revive the case. The only good thing out of all this, was there were no new cases of red eyed freaks or ghouls, so he had to give Hellsing credit for that.
Ali and Higgins came back empty handed and frustrated, until Howie walked into the office all smiles. This gave Doherty hope, any little bit of information helped. The detective held up three cards. "The three freaks all had one thing in common, they all belonged to a group called the 'Dracula Club', basically a fanclub of Dracula's. These were their ID badges. I'm guessing whoever gave them the drug might have been seen by someone there."
"Great work, Howie" grinned Doherty "Higgins, take Ali and see what you can get out of this Dracula club, Howie, you and Morgan try and hunt down the local drug dealers and find out what they know what they know about the drug Thrill. And one more thing: NO ONE TELL HELLSING THIS." All three detectives grinned as they left. When they left, Sam said; "You do know, she's going to be pissed right?" Doherty shrugged; "That's too bad and you stay right there, I don't want you calling her." Sam laughed; "Sure thing, Big Guy."
When Higgins and Ali arrived at the Dracula Club, they were surprised to see Integra, leaning casually on the side of a shiny black Cadillac SUV, smoking a cigar, while Seras was chatting animatedly with Johansen, who was the driver and Dara who was sitting in the front passenger seat. "How did you get here?" demanded Higgins.
"I had the whole precinct bugged." smirked Integra. The detectives looked pissed, but Integra pointed to the building that housed the Dracula Club and said "Instead of getting mad at me, how about you do your job?"
The group walked up the stairs of the brownstone used as the club's base. Higgins rang the doorbell, the door was answered by a meek, brown haired woman. The woman's eyes widen at the sight of the strange group standing on the stoop. Higgins and Ali showed her their badges; "I'm detective Dan Higgins, this is detective Alice Hogan and these two are…consultant for this case; Sir Integra and Officer Seras Victoria. We are here to talk about some of your members."
"Come in, I'm Emily Hawkins." Emily led the group into a very decorated sitting room. The room was brightly lit even though the theme was dark. There were several coffins leaned up against the walls. There were paintings of various vampires hung on the walls along with occult symbols. There were also decorative weapons and even wooden stakes on the walls. Ornate chandeliers hung from the ceilings. The leather and wood chairs were large, yet comfortable. When everyone was comfortably seated, Emily bought out a tray of raspberry Danishes. The detectives and Seras grabbed a Danish each, Integra opted for lighting a cigar. After Emily set down four glasses and a pitcher of lemonade, she said; "I have only been here for a couple of months, so I won't be much help, however the president Constance Napoli is here, I'll go and see if she's available." With that Emily left the room leaving the group to their Danishes and cigars.
"They must always be expecting guests; these Danishes are freshly made" said Higgins. Seras nodded in agreement; "They are good; Sir aren't you going to have one?" Integra shook her head; "You can eat mine for me or save it for Sam." Ali glared at the commander and muttered; "Probably thinks she's too good for Danishes." Integra rolled her eyes; "That's exactly it, I'm too good for Danishes, what's a girl to do to get some bloody caviar and a glass of Pouilly-Fuissé around here?" Seras and Higgins couldn't hold in their snickers at Integra's sarcastic remark. Ali, however, was not amused; "Yeah whatever." At that moment the leader of the Dracula Club walked in the sitting room; "I know of a tiny wine shop not far from here that sells that wine." Constance was a short lady, chubby in size, with thick curly reddish brown shoulder length hair. She had rosy cheeks and a mouth that didn't seem to know how to frown. Her personality was so upbeat, that upsetting her was a rare feat. "Thank you, the safe house's wine inventory needs to be upgraded."
"I'd hate to interrupt this girl talk of wine, but we need to ask you questions about some members and what this club is about" said Higgins.
"Ah yes, Emily told me about that. Who is it that you would like to know about?
Higgins handed the woman the three ID badges that Howie had found on the three freaks. When Constance saw the three names, her face lit up with recognition. They were Will Shepherd was the first freak; the one that Vicky saw, the second one Zeke Tyler; the one Integra carved up like a Christmas day goose and Damian Dayton a.k.a. Dracul. "Will Shepherd came every so often, was pretty quiet during the meetings. Damian and Zeke, well those two came religiously. They came to every meeting, event, whatever we had, they participated in it. They even had rooms upstairs. They aren't in trouble are they?"
The detectives looked at each other, unsure if they should tell Constance that the three guys were dead. Integra solved that problem for them; "They are dead. They foolishly took some drug called Thrill, in hopes of becoming vampires. They became flesh eating monsters and had to be exterminated." Constance was stunned at the sheer bluntness of how the Hellsing leader stated it. "You mean...you…your organization…"
"Yes, that is what the Hellsing Organization does. We destroy satanic creatures that would threaten Church, Queen and Country. It would also appear we clean up other people's messes."
"Sir Hellsing, you didn't have to tell her that" hissed Higgins. Integra just shrugged. "Well a couple days ago, Damian was talking about how he had found a way to become a vampire and how he would usher in the new age of vampires. He and Zeke were very vocal about the rights of 'day walkers' and how they were treated unfairly in every country" Constance explained. Integra scoffed; "You might as well give dogs and cats rights as well, while you're at it." Constance glared at her, but continued; "Damian had always say that he wanted to be a vampire, but that's not this club is about. We have weekly meetings discussing anything and everything vampire and vampirical lore"
"Did you see any one new in the last couple days or people you didn't recognize hanging around Damian or Zeke?" asked Ali. Constance shook her head; "No, not to my knowledge."
"Did any of the two way where they got the 'ability' to change into a vampire or who they might have gotten it from?" Again Constance shook her head. "Damian only said that he had found a way to change into a vampire, he didn't mention any names or any drugs for that matter. I just can't believe those three are dead, I have never heard of Will saying anything along the lines of wanting to become a vampire". The group sat in silence for a while. Apparently they would get no leads here, Doherty would not be very happy. "Is it okay if we search their rooms?" asked Higgins. "Of course" said Constance. After leading the group to the rooms, Constance left them to their own devices. Higgins went into Zeke's room and Ali went into Damian's. Seras and Integra were just curious to see what the former freaks rooms looked like, which Higgins and Ali were not happy about. "This isn't a house tour you know" said Ali "this is official police business." While Seras apologized and left the room, Integra muttered something along the lines of finally seeing what NYPD officers look like when they are working and Ali asked the commander to repeat that, Integra opted to ignoring her and looking out of an open window. A bit later, having found nothing of substance in Zeke's room, Higgins joined Ali and Integra in Damian's. "You found anything?" he asked. "Nope, not a damn thing. Just this weird note about meeting some 'Hispanic guy'" sighed Ali. "Do you mean this Hispanic guy?" asked Integra. Both detectives looked up from the note, to see her reaching out the window and yank in a Hispanic male; who had been climbing up the fire escape; into the room and put a heavy foot on his chest before he had time to get up.
"Yo puta, what the fuck?!" shouted the man.
"Sorry, all you Hispanics look the same."
"Well, well, well if it isn't my least favorite person, Ricardo Ruiz Santana" said Ali. "Now what would be you be doing crawling up the fire escape?"
"You wouldn't happen to know Damian, now would you?" asked Higgins. Ruiz saw that he was in some deep water and did what he always did when he was caught by the police, he denied everything. "I don't know what you're talking about." Integra applied more pressure to Ruiz's chest. "Get this bitch off of me, she's breaking my ribs!" Higgins decided as long as Integra wasn't pointing a gun at Ruiz, she was fine where she was. "Only if you tell us what you know, and I would talk fast, this lady apparently likes organs outside the body." Ruiz looked from the detectives then to the Hellsing leader, they all looked serious. "Fine, I gave these three dudes the drugs."
"And who gave you the drugs?" asked Higgins
"Some British dude."
Higgins rolled his eyes; "You know you told us that crap a couple of months ago."
"It's true, he was a British dude, had the accent and everything."
"Did he give you a name or something?" asked Ali.
"No, just told me to find some idiots who like vampires and shit like that, said it would easier to get them to take the drugs."
Higgins sighed in exasperation, this was getting them nowhere fast.
"He did give me a number to call just in case I needed to get more."
"So call him and tell you need more" said Ali. Ruiz sighed, now he was working with the police, what could be worse for a drug dealer's career then that? When he finally got off the floor, he dialed a number; "Hey, it's me. I'm gonna need more of that drug Thrill you gave me…what do you mean it didn't work?...so you ….fine, I'll take that one then…yeah I'll meet you at Liberty Island…see ya."
"So what happened?" asked Ali.
"He said that he ain't givin no more of the Thrill cuz it ain't do what it's supposed to do. So, his bosses got another one, think of it as Thrill 2.0. gonna meet him on Liberty Island two days from now."
"Great that gives us time to plan and you're coming with us" said Higgins as he clapped a pair of handcuffs on Ruiz.
"Aww come on man, I helped you out!"
"This way you can't call your contact and let him know about us." Said Ali.
Next Day- Precinct 91
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While Doherty was happy about the change of pace in the case, he was pissed about what showed up in every single newspaper in New York. There articles of sightings of zombies, red eyed man eating monsters and the foreign paramilitary that was dispatched to exterminate them. Every paper had it splashed on the front page and each article gave clear pictures and links to videos. Headlines like; ARE THERE ZOMBIES IN NEW YORK? and THE ZOMBIE APOCALPSE HAS BEGUN! were on all the newspapers. It didn't help that not only was it on every form of online social networks, but also every channel on television. Outside the precinct was a media circus, reporters from every news channel were outside trying to get anyone with information to answer the barrage of questions. The worse part about this was that the mayor was livid that one; she was never informed of Hellsing's presence in New York, two; that someone leaked a very sensitive case information to the media and three; by her standards, the Hellsing Organization was basically murdering citizens, even if they were monsters. Now the Mayor of New York Hazel Lincoln was sitting Doherty's office waiting for as she put it their 'esteemed guest'. The commissioner was also in the office, looking rather nervous. Not because he could be in some serious hot water, but because knowing the mayor's personality and Integra's from what he witnessed, Price knew that all hell could break loose in the building. Looking out the window; Higgins said; "Hellsing's here and it looks like she bought her whole army with her." The other occupants in the office, went to window. It looked like a standoff between the reporters and the Hellsing army. Doherty groaned; "She has a habit of clearing out a room with handguns." The mayor turned towards the chief; "She wouldn't, would she?" Fortunately, the army was merely to keep the ravenous media circus at bay, while the commander and her two officers walked in between the two columns of armed soldiers.
When Integra arrived at the precinct, she knew that the media would be there, just not in a revolt style mob. Upon exiting the car, reporters fired questions at her like she was a target at a firing range. The good thing about having a personal army was the fact that after seeing the weapons these guys were packing, the louds yells and demands became an awed silence with the occasional sound of a camera flash. While Sam made a game of waving and grinning at the reports, Seras looked nervous as if she was a super model that was put on the spot. Integra smirked, firstly at Sam's antics and secondly because she had a feeling what was going to happen, somehow they would try to pin the media link to her organization or that they would not agree with her tactics even though they had successfully exterminated all the ghouls and no more 'vampires' were found. That morning when Seras had asked Integra that since there were no more activity that Hellsing was finished and could return to Britain. She reminded the draculina that they yet to catch the man that was distributing the drug and there was still the storm that the media had whirled up. It wasn't as if once their presence was found out that Hellsing would be allowed to just pack up and leave. Besides Integra was looking forward in the watching the storm, seeing as she would most likely would be in the middle of it and her trip to New York just got more interesting. Seras left the room, muttering how Alucard's attitude was rubbing off on Integra. When she thought about it, Integra did realize that over the past couple of days, her behavior was a bit Alucard-esque. She would have to thank him for that when she returned. Now Integra was outside the precinct; "Let the games begin" she said to no one in particular as she walked through the doors. The bustling of the precinct came to an abrupt halt once the Hellsing trio stepped inside. The looks from the people inside were ones of pure loathing now. "Next time they can deal with their own damn ghouls" Seras muttered. "I agree, Seras" said Integra who had to drag Sam by her collar because the shapeshifter was not giving a rat's tail about the seriousness of the situation. When they reached the chief's office, Higgins was standing outside the door; "You sure took your time getting here. The meeting was supposed to start two hours ago." Seras looked shocked; "Sir Integra! You said the meeting started at 11:00!" Integra looked at her watch and exclaimed; "What do you know, my bloody watch is still in Britain time." She did not at all look apologetic, instead she lit a cigar before walking into the office.
Let's just say the meeting did not start off too well. Lincoln glared at the Hellsing Commander as she walked in, not only was she late, but also smoking inside. "Now that we are all here, I would like to know what the hell is going on in my city, who the hell you are and what you are doing here" demanded Lincoln.
"I told you we should have made brochures, Sir" said Sam.
"We are the Hellsing Organization, we kill monsters, if you want to know more you'll have to ask Johansen, he'll be happy to bore you with the details. Your city had a vampire and ghoul problem, we took care of it, so you're welcome. I'm sure the commissioner can give you the files on that. As for who the hell I am, I am Sir Integra Fairbrook Wingates Hellsing, leader of the Hellsing Organization. You may address me as 'Sir Hellsing' and these two are officers Seras Victoria and Samielle McClaren."
"Alright, Sir Hellsing, why am I finding out about you now?"
"Two reasons: the first is probably because you are completely oblivious about what is going on in 'your city' and the second is because you just asked me"
"Excuse me? Are you questioning the ability of which I do my job?" Everyone else in the room held their breaths.
"I could care less how well you do your job, I am just doing mine."
"Your job consisted of murdering countless people!"
"I would hardly call what I saw 'people'"
"I don't care! Those were people with families!"
Integra took out one of the photos from the files on the table and holding it to the mayor's face asked "Does THAT look human to you?" When Lincoln didn't answer the question, the commander said; "I may be the one that is wearing glasses but it looks like you're the one that's blind." Sam slid a slim tablet towards Lincoln, on it was playing the video of the Medical Examiner's office incident. Even though the mayor was clearly disturbed by what she saw on the tablet, she said "They were still humans." Doherty stepped forward; "We will have a suspect in custody, one of our contacts will be meeting with him tomorrow. We should then know the whole point of doing this." "They are doing this because whoever sent them wants to find a way to become a vampire." Said Seras. The mayor looked at her and asked "Why would they want to do that?"
"Most likely they are in a position of power, being a vampire guarantees immortality."
"Why couldn't he just stay in Britain and feed his own people this garbage?"
"Distributing it here would make the culprits harder to catch. They would get the test subjects that they need, without the police breathing down their neck."
The mayor sighed; "I would also like to know who leaked the information to the media." She said this while looking at Integra.
"Do not look at me. We do not do our job for the recognition."
"Anyone with a camera and an internet connection" muttered Higgins.
"Either way, we need to find a way to explain this to the media. I am NOT going to tell them there are or were a bunch of zombies, ghouls or whatever the hell it is you call them running around New York eating people."
"Why not? That's exactly is what is happening." Said Sam
"That would cause a city-wide panic! There would be rioting, fighting and looting;" said Higgins.
"What an odd choice of decisions when being eaten by ghouls. I thought that running away or trying to kill them would be on the top of the list. What strange customs you Americans have" commented Integra.
"Confirming the internet hype that there are ghouls roaming the streets is not the wisest idea, maybe we could just say it was a prank or something gone wrong." Said Doherty.
Even though Integra was not happy about the idea of her organization being part of a 'prank', she did not object. Hellsing was not in the habit of being in newspapers and the sooner New York forgot, the better. She had a feeling that as ridiculous and obnoxious she found New Yorkers to be, they would not be so stupid as to believe that it was a prank, especially people like Vicky and Constance who were very close to the case. But Integra let the Mayor and the police put their heads together to come up with something plausible for the media and hope that there would be no more monsters coming out to play. When they were sure of what they would tell the media circus in front of the precinct, Mayor Lincoln, Doherty and Price left the room, leaving Integra, Higgins, Sam and Seras alone.
"That wasn't so bad, now all we gotta do is hope Ruiz's British friend shows up tomorrow and we can be done with this case and you guys" said Higgins.
"What a rather obnoxious thing to say" drawled Integra.
"I'm guessing there isn't going to be a 'thank you' card" said Sam grinning.
"Not from me, there won't."
Sam flipped Higgins the finger.
Liberty Island – 6:45 pm
The evening sky was clear of any clouds and every now and then a gentle breeze blew. From where she was sitting, Integra could see the NYPD detectives attempt at looking like tourists. But their constantly twitching fingers aching to reach for their guns and their stiff composure gave it away that something was about to go down. "Why do I get the feeling that they are going to mess it up?" she sighed. At that moment; a white male approached where Ruiz was pacing, some words were exchanged and the man handed Ruiz a box. The police closed in quickly and that's when Integra knew that they had been baited. One of the police officers wrestled the box away from Ruiz, opened it and found nothing but baseball cards in it. The next moments were chaos; a helicopter came into view and a shot was fired. Ruiz went down like a sack of spoiled grapes. The second shot took out the unknown white male. The police fired at the helicopter but it was useless because the distance between the chopper and the police was too great.
Take the shot, Seras.
A military rocket smashed into the tail of the chopper as the shooter tossed what looked like an over grown grenade into the air. The helicopter splashed into water, killing its occupants, while the 'grenade' was caught by a large white tiger, but no one would remember that because the crashing helicopter and the shot out made for a great distraction. As the rest of the tourists were escorted off the island and the coroners came to collect the body of the British man. Amazingly Ruiz had survived and was now was cursing loudly as he was taken off the island, meanwhile Doherty was trying to make sense of what the heck just happened.
"I'm guessing British guy was a tool in someone else's scheme, cuz they knew who it was" Said Howie.
"And that thing that was tossed, that would be the drug that Ruiz was supposed to pick up" said Doherty. As the three Hellsing women approached, Doherty sighed "You know you blew up our only lead, we would have found those two in the chopper."
"Really? Like you knew that Ruiz's contact was a pawn?" asked the Hellsing commander.
"So where's the drug that guy threw?" asked Doherty.
"I tossed it the ocean" said Sam "that stuff is too dangerous for anyone to handle"
"But who was that British man working for?" asked Howie. "Those dudes in the chopper could have told us."
"I doubt it. This goes much further up the ladder then these idiots could have imagined." said Integra "and I think I have an idea who it is."
Of course, Integra would either have to catch him in the act or have a substantial amount of proof, because just accusing someone of wanting to use New York as a petri dish for vampire transformation experiments would be pretty silly, especially if she was wrong. Unfortunately, the latter choice would be out of the question and so she would have to wait until the whole situation came to a boiling point, that could mean some sacrifices were going to have to be made. This made Integra loathe monsters of any breed even more.
"Would you care to share that info with the rest of the class?" asked Howie.
"That would be out of your jurisdiction. Sam, Seras we're going home."
"Yay!" cheered Seras.
"And Sam, give the detectives back their wallets."
"Do I have to, Sir?"
I said their wallets, feel free to keep the money
Will do, Sir.
Chapter End
Author's Notes: Well there you have it folks, the ending of Integra's trip to New York. If you thought that the case is kind of open ended, don't worry everything will be explained within the upcoming chapters.
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