John Anderson was a true believer, the Blackburn native recalled his childhood forty years earlier when he could walk safely anywhere in town and while there were a few blacks and curry munchers  they kept mostly to themselves, now...there were entire parts of Blackburn where no white man could walk , where you could hear several languages spoken, none of them English, so the BDP was a natural fit for him, the only real force fighting for the British people to restore pride in being British without it being a thing of shame.<br/><br/>He despised the blackjacks, he watched them from behind his helmet ,immigrants who came to his land took advantage of a generous western system and gave nothing back except for demands for more and more from the system and then the whites amongst them, betrayers...foul people who would sell the country of their birth to those who would destroy it and oh the whining that these Blackjacks would make when this day is over ..'.the mean BDP all geared up looking too fight a peaceful little protest, how unfair , what an affront to their rights'....all while ignoring the fact that in years past the BDP would hold a peaceful protest that was hijacked by larger counter protests , many of them illegally organised, where a dozen BDP supporters needed hundreds of police to protect their right to demonstrate from the thousands of hate filled liberals, commies, and anarchists that pelted the smaller group with missiles.<br/><br/>John knew the truth in that he'd been in that situation time and time again...oh how he wanted to kick this off, but unlike this mob of blackjacks the BDP were disciplined ...then like a bolt out of the blue....a bolt out the grey struck John in the small gap between body armour and helmet, it hammered into his neck from such force that it sent him flying back a few yards.<br/><br/>The world seemed to pause , a BDP trooper knelt beside John and removed his helmet blood was everywhere "He's dead" the words were spoken in an even tone and yet seemed to echo , the words sparked the BDP into action and both lines either side of the Blackjack protest attacked, from nearby vans hundreds of extra supporters poured out, not troopers these were mere foot soldiers but they attacked with raw fury.<br/><br/><br/>And amongst all the chaos a single figure moved unseen staying in shadow she was well armed and sent a bolt at the tall figure in the white body suit, then another and another before moving once again in the crowd ,she had another target to find , it had been a pity to kill the loyal trooper but this protest required the blame for starting the violence to be solely with the blackjacks and they would pay a price for that and for this next kill the assassin would feel no pity.<br/><br/><br/>In a cafe in Ipswich a non descript man watched the protest erupt into violence his face mirrored those of his fellow patrons , all  saw the BDP trooper killed by someone from within the Blackjack crowd, the media showed the death time and time again as they were want to do , but as yet had been unable to find the person to blame...and they never would , the grey man continued to watch events unfold the outcome of this encounter irrelevant as its goal had been completed already, soon the Union would be chasing their own tails trying to figure out what was going on , that part of the plan had already started with the warning sent to the 'hero' flying high above the protest....well he had his own hero's.<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>BIO for Cruel Britannia<br/><br/>Code name Cruel Britannia (was known as Cool Britannia but given her current name by a now dead commie--sometimes simply called Assassin)<br/><br/>Real Name Brittany Smyth<br/><br/>Age 27<br/><br/>(I have a photo for her) 5'9 Blue eyes Black hair very slim.<br/><br/>Strengths<br/><br/>Before the Magna programme she was a skilled assassin , all ready highly regarded and amongst the most elite of the worlds assassins, the magna programme enhanced all her abilities making her faster stronger and more agile, increasing her conditioning but it also gave her one very special talent.<br/><br/>Lethal with swords and knives, expert poisoner Olympic standard Marksmen (she was defeated a dozen world and Olympic  Champion marksmen in private contest)<br/><br/>She can hide in shadow...any shadow and is undetectable in shadow.<br/><br/>Weakness: can be killed or hurt just like any human...if you can find her and if you're good enough but no normal human has come close to withstanding her.<br/><br/>Is utterly ruthless with one exception she won't kill a child (deemed as under 16) or a pregnant woman.<br/><br/>Brittany grew up in a respectable middle class family living in Oxford, her father was a Professor of History and her mother proof read books, they encouraged her academically but also encouraged her obvious sporting talent. At 15 while still attending high school she began working on a double degree in Bio Chemistry and Physics , she was also the national Senior girls champion for the 100 meters and the two hundred meters and had finished third in the mile, she was ranked the number four female gymnast in the country and was seriously being talked about for Olympic selection, she was also her club Archery champion.<br/><br/>She had the world at her feet, the times even ran an article on her ..asking if she was Britain's most talented teenager  ..at 16 her world was destroyed.<br/><br/>A dozen students high on a mixture of drugs and alcohol decided to take issue with their Professor of history objecting to his Anglo centric view of the world, they were all foreign students away from home. They killed Brittanys parents and when she arrived home from Archery Training they were still there drinking from her fathers drink cabinet...they raped her but not before she stuck two arrows into two of her attackers. The police using dna managed to track down all the attackers. The court case lasted a year four men convicted of double murder and rape and another two conflicted of rape alone, the other six were done for breaking and entering and sentenced to time served. Brittany had been broken by the death of her parents and her own rape, but when 6 men got off scot free she snapped. Within a month all 6 were dead and with the police seeking her she met a man who showed her the way.<br/><br/>Since then she has killed all twelve of her attackers and while she will kill any adult she takes special pride in killing foreigners.<br/><br/>Brittany also has a habit of sleeping with men and women she has been sent to kill but truly despises  (only one man has ever fucked her without dying shortly afterwards) she calls that last sex as her Goodbye Fuck.<br/><br/>Won't admit it but is in love with the Grey Man she is utterly committed to him and to his cause.<br/><br/><br/>(http://t0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRYexrnWPUllzdwE7j8LYuLwkAKnZuqa_84a3Tj8Re7nevEEwpG)<br/><br/>the above image is when she chooses to be seen.<br/><br/>__________________________________<br/>