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3 years after the devastating Millenium attacks,
London is still being rebuilt and survivors are cautiously starting to return to the war torn city.
Despite the usual cloudy skies and heavy downpour,
the people here still manage to venture outside and go about their daily routine.
Yet London is once again on edge due to the recent sightings of ghouls and residents
are disappearing off the streets before dark to the security of their homes,
making the streets at night the perfect time for the supernatural to wander.

Gevaudan walked down the silent streets in the direction Weiss had guided him,
pointed ears perked upwards and his long tail swishing behind him
"Hmm?"
His ears met the sound of an engine overhead
and saw a plane heading towards the Hellsing Organisation.
He couldn't identify what aircraft it was, yet he knew it looked nothing
like the usual planes that inhabited London's skies everyday.
'It could be their plane, Hellsing's...' he thought as he continued down the footpath.
Yet the further he went, the more and more disturbances he heard...
such as shouts and gunfire.
Gevaudan paused.
Being a Lycan, entering the territory of a monster eradicating
organisation was not the wisest decision, but the urge to
investigate was overwhelming.
He wanted to see what made this organisation so great.

-----> Hellsing Mansion

(ooc:i've done some research on the austrian accent, and found that it's a very slopy version of the german one, this explanes why it would seem a german accent was used for her in the manga, and why i'm using it aswell)

Foot steps echoed through the quiet streets of london as a lone firgure made it's way down the road. The light of what few street lights were working reflected off it's sun glasses, as a slight breeze lifted the hem of it's trench coat. A deep breath was taken, a small orange light showing, before an exhale expelled smoke, revealing the firgure was smoking.

Heinkel took the cigarete from her lips and droped it to the concrete below, before steping on the glowing embers, putting them out. Heinkel sighed abit, not looking her usual self for now, she had been told to infiltrate Hellsing with Anthony while it's leader was kept busy, but the plan was changed so she had to come by herself. Pulling at the collar of the t-shirt she wore she cursed maxwell for telling her to 'dress down' for this, well dress down she had.

She was curently in a pair of loose blue-jeans, and t-shirt ansamble, she still wore her sunglasses and trench coat, there was no way she was trading those just becasue she had to change out of her uniform. She reached into her pants pocket, and pulled out a pack of cigaretes, reaching to get one of the cancer sticks out of the pack, she stoped half way when she realized just how many she had left.

"Feck! Either i need to stop smoking, or zhis mission ist stressing me out more zhen i zhink it ist." She growled slightly before putting the pack back in her pocket without getting a cig, and continuing on her way. "Maxvell, zhis had better be vorth sending me here while Rome ist under attack." She grumbled out, and the reason for her mood was shown. She would have continued if she didn't see the gate of her destination comeing into sight. Taking a breath to prepare herself, she lifted her coat just enough to make sure her guns where still there, before continueing on, hopefully she wouldn't need them for this, but better safe then sorry.

Hellsing manor>>>>