Miraki stood in the midst of the cracked and burned street, looking out at the wreckage of the Big Ben clock tower. She still wore the gold jewelry aiding in her hair's braiding however instead of a full dress Miraki wore a dark blue blouse and skirt, even though she felt little empathy with most people she never liked to rub her wealth into the faces of others, especially those down on their luck like the English. She did not have to be there long, for finally Van Gann approached her, his smile rather kind compared to how he normally smiled, he still wore a tuxedo, but this one had longer coattails.

"Took you long enough Van Gann, I've been here a full week just waiting on you to get here." Miraki said without looking at Van Gann, acting as if she had barely noticed his arrival.

"I had some late term business that needed to be dealt vith. So I take it you nov see vhat I meant vhen I said there vas an heir correct?" Van Gann asked tilting his head ever slightly to the right as he looked at Miraki and nothing else met his gaze.

Miraki finally shot a smile back at Van Gann looking at him, "No need to beat around the bush Van Gann. I know what you're planning. A monster like you is also predictable."

"Oh? And exactly vhat are plans Miraki?"

Miraki looked back at the clock tower's wreckage the smile still as she began to speak, "You want to strike against the Hellsing family personally, but since you took such notice towards the heir I can assume your plans have something to do with Cain, am I correct?"

"My you are indeed a sharp one aren't you Miraki? Too bad my intentions are far from your predictions. Yes I vant to bring Cain back but not to smite Hellsing, but to bring us back into power."

Miraki was surprised that he was aiming that high for his goals but she would not let him see it, he got his kicks knowing he was ahead of others. "You're mad with age you know?"

"Of course, you've ever had a taste of pover and not go mad? Every time someone gains his pover or attempts to try something different they are usually seen tovards vith hostility. Don't bother trying to report me to the others, they have already aligned themselves vith me."

That was shocking to Miraki, more than enough to drop her guard and show Van Gann how much it surprised her, her eyes grew wide as she stared at Van Gann, "Y-you're mad! Even if you got Cain and the heir together there is no guarantee that it will work! It didn't last time."

"Not vork? My dear Miraki it vill vork! Cain it nov the strongest vampire on this Earth the heir might carry the same pover as he of Dracula but she has no idea vhat runs through her veins, doubtful if she had even gained a proper taste of pover. No, Miraki this time it vill be different, there vill be no competition and Cain vill bring us up onto the vorld to vhich ve should have inherited longed ago. They have already sent the Lieutenant and his band of merry men to the Hellsing mansion, by morning their vill be no stopping the resurrection, prepare you."

Back at the Hellsing mansion Smithson was pouring Integra a cup of tea, using his own family blend since it was cheaper to brew his own than to buy the rationed blend. As he entered Integra's office carrying the tray holding her filled cup he saw the madam putting her phone back down on the receiver. "Smithson, any word yet from Redfield?"

"I got word a few days back that the plane was held over in Scotland, he should arrive any minute now Miss. Hellsing." Smithson said grabbing the cup with his gloved fingers as he set the drink before the head of the Hellsing family. No sooner than he had let go of the cup did an alarm ring through out the building, "What is that? Fire?"

"After the last time we were attacked I had that alarm installed, it's specifically if we come under attack. Smithson lock that door and get a hold of the men through the secondary phone!" Integra ordered Smithson as he took a tight grip on the phone on her desk and started dialing for the basement level. "Shit! Why isn't Seras answering?"

Smithson did not answer her, knowing that doing so would be a rather idiotic move, most likely Seras knew the mansion was already under attack and was no longer in the basement. Taking a hold of the secondary phone, which was wall mounted Smithson shouted through the receiver after getting a connection, "What the hell is going on down there?"

"Smithson? Right Danny boy thought he saw something move outside, as he stepped outside to investigate he was gunned down, after that a small group of vampires started swarming the front of the mansion."

Damn Danny, he should have known better, "How are you guys holding up? Any sight from Seras down there?"

"Seras? No we haven't seen her all day. As for us we are holding them fairly easily, there might be a lot of them but their poorly trained. A few snuck past us though, I sent a few men after them but haven't heard from them yet, watch you."

He was in his mid-forties, one of the more experienced vampires sent on this operation and thus he had gotten though Hellsing's defenses easily as he was now looking for a waypoint, a place where he could hold out and attempt to sneak past the rest. As he ran down the hallway he noticed a mirror protruding from the wall with a staircase behind it, it must have been a hidden passage, and thus should be able to help him. However the presence hit him as soon as he was fully down the stairs, the presence of a vampire far more powerful than he.

He saw the figure, sitting in a chair with her legs crossed, he was not sure just what she was, and the shadows surrounding her were thick. However the male vampire could not resist, surely this was not the strong vampire he felt. He raised his scoped assault rifle up to his sights and opened fire, knowing he was hitting her from the sounds of flesh hitting his bullets and the darker flying droplets of blood coming from her body. His clip ran empty; smirking to himself the male vampire started to reload, but stopped in his tracks when he looked back up at the vampire he had shot at.

The female stood up from the chair, blood running down her clothing and onto the stone floor. Soon though her bleeding stopped as the shadows seemed almost to reach out to her and heal her wounds. Looking up at him her eyes widened as her red pupils caught his eyes, the blonde female vampire tossed aside one sleeve of her jacket showing her left arm seized being normal at the shoulder as the rest of the appendage was more of a mass. Shadows ever moving around the area of her arm, looking up at the male she smirked exposing the razor sharp teeth, "Oh, you should be more cautious."

The male vampire's screams were almost music to Seras as the splattered blood of his useless corpse started to flow into her, "He wasn't much, shouldn't expect more worse upstairs but they sound like their struggling." Seras said as she reached at the wall grabbing a hold of her Harkonnen and started up the basement stairs.

Smithson and Integra stood in the office hearing the gun fire coming from outside as they waited for a clear idea of what to do. Suddenly though Smithson went towards the door during a moment of silence and began to unlock it. As he did so Integra shouted at him from her desk, "What are you doing?"

"Getting you out of here master Hellsing." Smithson said swinging the door wide open, on the other side was a lone vampire, wearing a military uniform as he smirked, seeing Integra behind the young kid. Smithson had very little time to react as the vampire started opening fire from a submachine gun at Smithson.

Integra watched, first in horror as she heard the gun fired at Smithson standing in plain sight in the doorway. However her looked change to more to that of confusion as he noticed none of the bullets hitting Smithson. The vampire must have realized this too for he stopped shooting, Integra heard him cry out, "How the hell did you do that?"

Smithson stood there, his knees shaking ever slightly as he kept chanting over quietly to himself, "too close, too close." His hands were in front of him, fingers spread apart as between each finger were the bullets, every bullet caught before any could have hit him. Smithson looked out at the vampire who was in the process of reloading; dropping the bullets, letting them clank against the floor Smithson tilted his head down to the collar of his butler jacket as he took a hold of a butterfly knife in his mouth. The blade already out as he charged at the vampire, running rather fast for a human as he jammed the knife against the neck of the vampire.

Yanking the knife back out of the neck in a sweeping motion, holding the vampire's arms back as he let the creature bled holding the knife in between his teeth. Finally when the vampire stopped struggling Smithson let go, taking the knife out of his mouth and folded it back up sticking it in his collar once more. "I'll explain that later Sir Hellsing, right now I think though we should be making our way to the others."

Seras had finally reached the Hellsing soldiers, raising her cannon up, her left arm had returned to normal so she could aim the long weapon, picking off what remaining vampires she could see. She continued to fire at them till the lobby area was clear, strapping the cannon to her back Seras went around to areas the men were hiding and got them back to their feet, telling them to be prepared. However as she was doing this Seras spotted Integra and Smithson heading down the stairs towards them, "Master? What are you doing here? We're not sure their gone or not."

"If they aren't all gone what's left is easily handled. Where were you at the alarm? Tried getting a hold of you." Integra asked coldly looking at the newly imprinted bullet caused damage.

"One of them got into my room before I could respond; as soon as I got rid of him I headed up here to fend off their main entrance. What about you? How did you get through those sneaky bastards the men told me got past them?"

Integra smirked looking over at Smithson, "It would seem the kid is good at more things than I thought."

During the middle of their conversation however a straggling vampire rose back to his feet grabbing the machine pistol nearby as he aimed at Integra. However before they could react, by the time Seras had him in her sights and her cannon raised he suddenly had a bullet in his head. As the vampire fell forward a human looking man walked up the open front door of the mansion, He was tall, built like a heavy fighter with whatever muscles were exposed by his military appeal toned near perfectly. His chin was wide, lips cracked and scarred, blue eyes bleach blonde hair and a short nose with a crocked bridge. This man tossed his rifle across his broad shoulder and smirked, talking in a heavy Brooklyn accent, "They call me Redfield."