Chapter 11:

Malik was currently enjoying London a lot more than Paris, this was mainly due to the lack of slayers trying to stake him, he had not long after flying in managed to locate the local conglomeration of street fangs and managed to assume leadership, all it had taken was the promise of fresh human blood. They had been feeding off animals like foxes and rats and very rarely might have a homeless breather, so Malik's promise had been very well received and well after recent events he decided a good massacre was he needed to raise his spirits. He also knew it would throw a spanner in the ceasefire with the Slayers that was only still intact because the wizards had been so helpful in covering up Vlad's victims, that hypocrite.

After arriving in Britain all any of the Vampires Malik had met would talk about was how Vladimir Dracula was finally behaving like a true Dracula and was finally dropping bodies. Malik was going to show them how much chaos and destruction a true Dracula could create. Oh, the blood that would be spilt this night was going to be one for the ages, vampire attacks had been more reserved and limited since he was a boy. Malik led the London street fangs, they had not been a part of Vlad's revamp project and so their numbers had not been reduced by the plots and schemes that had gone along with it. So that meant when Malik entered the breather nightclub, he had twenty extremely hungry vampires in his wake. Malik turned to four of the group "Block the exits, let none escape" As they went off to find and block the escape routes he spoke to the rest "Control yourselves until I give the signal" Malik then worked his way over to the front entrance and captured the bouncers with his hypnotic gaze "Let no one leave, let no one enter" he commanded with a snap of his fingers, they then went back to guarding the doors but with glazed expressions. Malik made a lap around the club once and made sure that all exits were blocked he made his way over to the main fuse box for the club rubbed his hands together and launched a fireball into it. A moment later the power went out, the lights went off and the music stopped. The vampires recognising this as the signal attacked, and the screaming began. The breathers were scrambling around in the dark while the vampire's night vision was excellent, it was a massacre. Malik stood laughing while his vampires unleashed destruction, he spotted a young man scrambling away. Malik flashed over to him and in between heartbeats sunk his fangs into his exposed neck. Once he was drained Malik turned to look for his next victim.

Lucius Malfoy was sitting in his Wiltshire manor enjoying an early morning breakfast when his brother-in-law Rodolphus Lestrange barged into the room the master of the house was currently occupying "To what do I owe this unexpected pleasure this morning Rodolphus" Lestrange took a seat opposite Lucius and grabbed a piece of toast which he preceded to take a bite out of before answering "it's all anyone can talk about at the ministry this morning, there was a muggle massacre last night"

"I wasn't aware an attack was planned for last night," Lucius said

"Oh, this wasn't us" Lestrange said

"Do we know who it was?"

"It was vampires it seems a group of them paid a visit to a muggle nightclub" Lestrange said laughing "Ministry estimates say at around 200 dead" Lestrange stopped laughing and said in a more serious tone "The Dark Lord says that the vampires while should be applauded for this act, cannot become the main scourge of muggles he says we must organise an attack of even greater scale"

"Does he have anything in mind?" Lucius asked

"Dealers choice," Lestrange said. Lucius smirked and began formulating an idea.

Albus Dumbledore called the meeting of the Order of the Phoenix to order, well it wasn't a full meeting as many members were currently engaged on other tasks or were in hiding like the Potters. "So, as I'm sure you are all by now aware, there was a massacre in a muggle nightclub last night," Dumbledore said sadly

"Do we know who was exactly responsible?" asked Sirius Black from where was sat next to Remus Lupin and Peter Pettigrew.

"We know it was vampires" Moody spoke up, Remus flinched almost imperceptibly when vampires were mentioned.

"We have to assume that You Know Who is behind this surely," Frank Longbottom said

"Yes, responsible whether directly or indirectly we cannot say," Dumbledore said

"This surely must call for a response from us, I say we hit back, we have the identities of several Death Eaters, let's take the fight to them for a change," Sirius said standing, always ready for a fight.

"A direct confrontation may not be the best stratagem for the moment I would suggest increasing surveillance until we have a complete list of Death Eaters, we should attack when we know who to attack for certain so we can take out as many of Lord Voldemort's soldiers as possible," Dumbledore said to a chorus of agreement only Sirius seemed put out by the decision.

The attack on the nightclub had achieved everything Malik had wanted, it had won him the loyalty and leadership of London's vampires, it had sent a clear message Malik was a Dracula, with the ruthlessness to show it and the most important and most secret was that it had wiped out the leadership of the same criminal gang that Vlad has been slowly tearing apart with his recent attacks. And as his mother always said make sure you hide your intentions within chaos. With such a large force of vampires at his command, he was certain he could make a grab for power, what with his new tenuous alliance with Ingrid on the High Council and the civil war among the wizards he felt now was the time to strike.