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Chapter 10

General Lethbridge Stewart walked through the corridors of MI:5 for the heads of staff UK meeting.

The meeting was with people with the highest security clearance from MI5, UNIT, and MI6, he and Birmingham were also attending.

Birmingham was entering the building from a separate entrance; it would not do for anyone to assume that Birmingham and General Lethbridge Stewart worked together.

The heads of staff rarely met in person like this, when they did everyone had security clearance however even then they did each know each other's organisation's secrets.

General Lethbridge Stewart turned down a corridor seldom used by most people, and entered through an unassuming door.

Inside was a room devoid of windows much like most of the secure rooms inside Five.

Waiting with his hands behind his back was Harry Pearce, division head in MI5, he focused particularly on terrorist threats within the United Kingdom.

"Harry…" Alistair Lethbridge Stewart walked over shaking his hand.

"Alistair…how are you…?" He looked at the General.

"Good good…"

"These your boffin's work?" Pearce gestured the magic jammers which were in the corners of the room.

They had come a long way and were now vaguely pyramid shaped and were set up like a tripod, they were plugged into a mains power source, although there were some back at Night Wolf that had internal power sources which could be used in the field.

"Just some countermeasures…you can never be too careful."

Pearce nodded, General Lethbridge Stewart walked over to one of the jammers and flipped open the panel double checking that it was operating at full output, nodding to himself he closed the panel nodding to himself.

General Lethbridge Stewart settled into his place at the table, within 15 minutes the others arrived, he nodded lightly to Birmingham who was representing 'Other Interests' and Bambera who was representing UNIT.

The other two people were from MI6 and the head of operations of MI5.

The meeting had been called on information collected by officers of UNIT UK, MI5 & 6…which had been passed forward to Night Wolf and thus it necessitated a meeting of the heads of staff.

"General Lethbridge Stewart, your…department was highlighted as having the most information pertaining to this problem…" The head of operation at MI5 said pointing a remote at the large screen at the end of the room.

General Lethbridge Stewart nodded.

"From the information provided from your various departments and our own research we can conclude that the…terrorist leader is Tom Marvolo Riddle, commonly known within his…terrorist group as Lord Voldemort." The General paused and nodded to Birmingham.

"From the information my department within…the special operations area of UNIT has gathered Voldemort came out of hiding some time a few months ago…his group commonly known as Death Eaters, celebrated this…reappearance with a ritual…" Birmingham stated.

"What sort of ritual, was this a religiously based…attack…" Pearce asked.

General Lethbridge Stewart shook his head.

"Not in the normal sense…" Lethbridge Stewart picked up the remote clicking the screen from its blank state so it showed two images. One of a white masked figure in a black cloak, the other of a figure in tattered robes that reached to the ground and darkness occluding the face.

"These are the two…elements of Voldemort's group." Birmingham said looking around seeing recognition from Pearce and Bambera, as well as the representative from Six.

"The ones in the masks typically perform attacks both on property and on individuals."

"What motivates these attacks?" Pearce asked.

Birmingham looked at the General, it was something they'd discussed as they'd been prepping for the meeting, it wasn't something they could test for or find in any records and it wasn't something which would show up in any database.

"We're not sure Harry, however during their last period of action they generally targeted houses and individuals who lived in isolated areas, farms and the like, or smaller towns." General Lethbridge Stewart stated.

"When was their last period high activity?" the man from Six asked.

"Fifteen years ago…was the last period of activity for this group." Birmingham supplied. "The group with the masks, our intelligence confirms that they are active, they are known as 'Death Eaters'…most attacks are followed by an almost silent fireworks display."

"Fireworks?" Bambera muttered.

"Reports suggest that it is a green light…which looks like skull or a snake…currently we have no information as to how it is achieved…" Lethbridge Stewart added.

"What about the other…thing?" Head of MI5 operations asked.

"My department has seen things like that around several hospitals…we thought they might be spreading a biological agent…" Pearce said.

"They are known within Voldemort's group as Dementors. And it would be best for any of your officers to treat these…individuals as a walking biological agent…" Birmingham trailed off. Everyone was staring at him.

"My god…you mean they're…" Head of MI6 started.

"They can't pass what they have on…but they have an affect on the local environment…extended close contact will lead to death…should they touch a person they will be dead before we could get them anywhere…even then we don't know how to reverse close contact exposure." Lethbridge Stewart stated.

"What affects on the local environment, do we need to have Hazmat standing by?" Bambera asked.

"No…the effects on the local environment can be anything from atmospheric changes, to alterations in the bio-morphic fields around certain biological areas…the effects are limited…" They all looked at the General oddly who then smiled. "It is described as being like winter when these…individuals pass by…"

"Are these individuals within UNIT's usual scope of operation? Or is this within your and Mr Birmingham's purview?" the man from Six asked curiously.

General Lethbridge Stewart paused considering the question.

"You could say this is past UNIT's general scope…but this is an Earth based problem."

Six and Five let out a breath and Bambera regarded Lethbridge Stewart.

"This isn't an invasion…they've always been here…" Birmingham added.

"What have you got that we can use to fight these…things?" Bambera asked, the man from Six also leaned in.

"Normal bullets will fix the Death Eaters…they are more or less…people…" The General said disgustedly. "All details pertaining to the Death Eaters and combat is in our report…including the after affects of an attack and those who may arrive to check the damage…" the General nodded to Birmingham he clicked the image on the screen over showing a masked individual holding a long piece of wood, and next to him another man in dark clothing also holding a long piece of wood.

"And those…Demmentors General?" Bambera asked again.

"Those…normal bullets are sometimes affective, flame throwers are affective in counteracting their…affects, also tracer rounds…"

"So basically set fire to them…and they should go up…" Bambera surmised.

"What about our facilities General…do we get some of these…devices?" The head of Five asked gesturing the jamming devices around the room.

Lethbridge Stewart nodded.

"My department is currently preparing some…we'll organise with your divisions to install them in certain facilities…"

"Sir…" Birmingham started. Lethbridge Stewart nodded. "We do know one thing, Voldemort's information network is…both bad and extremely good."

"What sort of answer is that?" The man from Six exclaimed.

"An accurate one." The general stated calmly.

"Voldemort's Death Eaters are extremely proficient at extracting information…however they have to get the officers and recognise them, you could think of them as an ignorant foreign force…they couldn't tell an officer from and ordinary person in the street…" Birmingham said with a smile.

"So gentlemen…if your…spooks get caught…be sure they don't know anything…about anything…they have some persuasive and accurate methods…"

How did one explain a 'drug' that was almost impossible to fight…? General Lethbridge Stewart thought to himself…although these meetings were always laced with half honesty…while everyone had the highest security clearance…they hadn't signed the amended articles…

A tricky thing, briefings concerning more than classified material…that is so classified not even those with clearance could know…without already knowing…