Project Windsor Rising , lazystudent "Windsor"vs Portrait

Project Windsor aka Edward Windsor is at home in his london flat, high above the bussling streets reading his morning paper with a cup of tea. As he sips form the cup he comes across an article reguarding the robbery of the tate modern gallery late the previous night, outraged that such a blatant display of  disregard  to the royal galleries collection has occured , he readys himself to go inspect the scene.
 
Some 5 mins later after finishing his breakfast getting changed and running to the gallery he begins his search for clues.  Knowing that no criminal of any merit would return to the scene in broad daylight especially to a major attraction such as a gallery, he concluded that perhaps he should scan the area for any routes in and out of the gallery. Deciding the most likely point of entry would be a good place to wait  he sits till dusk hidden in alcove opposite the fire door he selected as most viable point of entry. Shortly after dusk he hear's  faint footsteps heading along the roof towards the door , is it last night thief being  opportunistic he doesnt know, but he knows knowbody should be there so he steps out of the shadows and calls to the costumed interloper. 
 
"You know your trespassing?, and before you add breaking and entering / theft to the charges how about you tell me who the hell you are?, and what you think your doing? "
 
before further adding 
"i will only ask the once, then i will just go ahead and get the information another way"

Shocked at the responce he receives Edward replies "Look here miss Gray , iam the one that should be  appalled here. You address yourself as a theif and the daughter of murderer to everyone you meet", whilst trying to probe at her mind to seek out her motive  and to verify her statement ( he does so while maintainng a perfectly clear expression, any hint of change could aleart her) . Edward then moves in a flash between portrait and the access to the gallery, " I'am sorry miss Gray admitance is only for paying customers in opening hours, since your not paying and its not open, your not going in " . Edward detects an irregular pattern in her thought patterns an external influence,  he notices that the person in front of him does in fact believe she is the daughter of Dorian gray making her at least a few hundred years old.  Not knowing what quite to do with this information, he further questions her, "why are you here?  whos orders are you following?"
 
He stands awaiting a reply, knowing that it could turn hostile any second. He prepares himself,   looks calmly back at miss Gray who  stands a few yards away as the rain starts to fall on the rooftop

Knowing that he perhaps underistimated his opponents abilties, Edward  decides enough is enough. This great beast whatever it may be, is still made of paint and its nothing that he couldnt handle if he focused on tuning himself from within, to be a be both large and strong enough to remove this newest obsticle in the battlefield. Edward grows to more than double his size in a blink of an eye and  hes muscles bulge with a new level of strenght, rememebering the Greek myths he was read as boy especialy the tale of Hercules knocking out and dragging Cerberus from hell, he comes to the conclusion pyshical force should end this threat ,after all after meeting an alleged person of several centries in age, and now  fighting a mythical creature based on a battle plan from the same ancient myth seemed to be a crazy day where even the wisest options  still sounded insane.
 
Edward realizes that he shouldnt get destracted by the the beast he should remember that his main opponent is the one now several feet below him on the roof. He  cunningly concludes that if he can get the beast directly in front of portrait he can use both his speed and strenght to push the beast back over on top of portrait or potentaily  move straight through it and thereby hitting the true threat with a suprise rush attack through her very own minion. He waits for the oppertunity to strike, then runs full tilt at this  hideous scaled yet hairy  monstrosity.

Edward charged at the beast headlong and fearless.  Before making a full speed and  hopefully unexpected sidestep inches from impact,. The hellhound being far slower than edward to react gave him the perfect opportunity  to  dodge the monsters angered jaws and grabbing hold of the many furry necks clamping the heads together in a tight grip, like a multiple person headlock and attempts a judo throw. His plan was to toss the monster of the edge of the roof ,thinking that the several stories fall would at least slow him down. Hopefully giving enough time to catch the real problem that for now was out of site off the rooftop,
 
Not knowing how long she had bit out of sight ,Edward plans to do a full speed search of the building top to bottom once the monster was dealt with , or he had the an opening to to get away and focus on the prime problem. If he gets to miss Gray the Beast will sort itself out, he came to conclusion that she hasnt entered via the door since it was always viewable the onlu other near by points of entry where from windows on lower ledges that he spotted on his original check on the building so soon as the chance comes up his next plan of action would be to get in an inspect thoose points of entry.

After a  momentary  glance over the Gallery's ledge,  checking that knowbody would be hurt. Watched the monster hit the ground  and burst apart like a ballon.  Edward  was suprised how easily it was dealt with, checking the area to see no further damage occured. He notices the rather large puddle of reds browns and greens swirled together on the pavement leaving a nice sprinkled paint affect on a nearby car. Imagine that he had created art how ironic.  
 
Hearing an explosion nearby, and feeling the movement on the rooftop as the shockwave vibrated its way out of the building. Edward looks for the dust cloud to point out the explosions source, remember the cunning miss grey had used last time he went charging in Edward decided to come up with less of a fools rush in plan. Upon seeing the debree he comes up with a plan. Concentrating  he lifts a large segment of wall out of the debris ( around 5 feet square) with his telekeniss floats it in front of himself  before quickly reverting back to his normal size. Using this wall segment to cover himself from potential atatcks he walks through the explosions epicenter and into gallery.
 
Calling out  " miss Gray  your pet has be neutered, how would u like to settle the bill?"

Edward afetr walking through the newly made entrance looked around seeing the so called art around , suitably unimpressed he rememebererd it swas for him to judge its quality but to make sure it stayed in the royal gallerys possession.  Now inside out of the cold rain he suit begain to dry, thou still reamined slippery on the surface due to the manufactured spider strand weath. Looking around the gallery floor he spotted a trail of wet dusty footprints, heading down towards the smaller side gallery sections. Knowing the gallerys lay out from reading a nearby map of the floor he comes to th conclusion that a potentail ambush is most likely source of atatcks from one the galleries due to three bootle-necked nature.
 
Walking alongside the trail he follws  the path till he hears Miss Grays reply to his earlier remark "Could  i pay in blood" now knowing she was near it was time to wait and spring the trap. Edward stood motionless waiting for the fight to come to him, hearing footsteps at what sounded like running pace coming from directly ahead off him. Lowering his wall shield by a few inches to increase his view , upon which he sees mr Gray towardsand leaping over the wall.
 
Perfect he think to himself now, Portrait had charged in just has he hoped and now it was time to excute his plan. Giving miss Gray just enough time to land on the otherside of the walll he then pulls the wall towards him at full speed.  Edward also starts running straight at her in preperation to push her back into and hopefully through the all whith as much force as he could muster.   Edaward think see how shes deals with this to himself as the all and himself close in around her.

Whilst charging towards his opponent Edward noticed a shiny object in her hand, sure he had the better of her for speed and reactions he didnt worry thou . Adapting his run he prepares to tackle his oponent through the in rushing wall, attempting to  make sure to push the dagger hand up over miss grays head so neither would feel its sharpness.  Edward unsure if the dagger could puncture his near indestructble armour decided, that as long as he kept the  dagger arm away from him things would be fine.  Edward considers that hitting the wall should be able to disarm  or at least daze miss Gray after the impact long enough to disarm her himself if still weilding shiny dagger.
 
Edward calls to miss Gray "carrying concealed weapons another charge to add to the list " ," my my your rap sheet is gonna be miles long " 
 
Hoping the words distract and annoy the target long enough for his plan to come to pass or hes plan b with have to come into action

Edward could feel his opponent try to move while he restrained her via  the force of his mind, his telekentic skills where very accute. All he neede to do now was keep his concentration on miss Gray and not allow cause for distraction. Now that portraits hand where bound to a specifci location he neede worry about any knifes or paint realted  monstrosities be used to potentialy harm him , that part of his tactics was sound.However he made one crucial error allow portrait acces to her  utility bellt , which she took  almost no time in exploiting in order to grab her camera and take a photo saying say cheese while she did no less.
 
Fully aware that the possabilty would occur where she would try to manipulate and control him edwards plan of action was simple. Edward instantly switches his focus into altering his form into an exact copy of portrait " hopefully before she gained any control" , hes studying of her features and movements since the begining of the fight ment the transformation was uncanny and aloud Edward the safety of knowing that he could attempt ot restrain mis Gray again. This time  knowing to keep her hands as far away from her body as possible. Edward also remembers taht when the fight is done that picture must be destroyed or at least out of miss Grays possesion.

 Edward wasnt at all comfy in his new form something about feeling alot more frial afetr losing alot of his bulk of muscle, however this form was all part of the ploy he had to end the battle once and for all. Miss Gray seemed completly at ease with this transformation her face ddint show the slightest hint of shock  and she didnt even comment in suprise.  Having only changed to miss Grays apperence on a purely visual level, he was still gentically  the same as when he entered the fray.  He's gentics where key to wining ,for as long as he had control over them he could alter his form/powers to aid in getting portrait behind bars. 
 
Portrait then fpr reason spits at Eddy who ot knowing why she did so assumed the atatck was ment to have some sort of affect hes form, something small flew from portraits mouth and struck him on the chest making a small "ding" sound on his amour, which for now now resembling the outfit mrs Gray had on. Eddy unsure what it was made a mental note to make sure it was colelcted before he left so , now he had to destroy picture and collect spitted projectile who knows what thoose itms could do in the wrong hands.
 
Getting back to the battle Edward decided perhaps telepathic suggestion would be the best method of getting portrait to come quietly, his plan would have her coming along very quietly indeed. Edward probes at her miss Grays brain and suggets that perhaps she should sleep, untill such a time he has secured her in a cell and stripped her of the equipment she is carrying.

 @Portrait:   Edward looked at portrait  to judge her reaction to his latest mental intrusion, at first she seemed worrying  calm like she had thought all the light had suddenly turned off and  was standing in a darkened room, but then a few second later the panic set in and she begain to struggle and scream.  While clearly uncomfartable in her current situation her movements  where still alittle laboured perhaps she still felt alitttle drowsy.  Edward was pretty sure miss Gray was suffereing from the desired affects he had placed on her,  thinking to himself  it would be best now to focus on keeping her in this state while he could sort out a plan to get her into custody. 
 
Edward thought while he could, this would be a good chance to to take possesion of portraits equipment. Moving silently  as he could he moved round to her flank and attempts to removes her equipment belt and projector. Whilst still concentrating to block out portarits sight he uses none of his abilties to do this attemped  further disarming,  just his years of sas training and  sneaking out of royal ingagements at the palace. However he was semi confident since without the means of sight he was relatively confinced miss Gray wouldnt be able to use her powers, her only threat to him now where her daggers.If he can get possesion off  this daggers  he could then simply out muscle portrait off to the nearest polcie station. Well that was his plan at least for now 

Edward stood in a wrecked gallery looking at  the space where he had held miss Gray  and wondered what the hell happned , the only things he had to show from the fight were a collection of items useless to him, at least he could hand um as evidence. Oh well after a semi successful night he goes home happy he didnt take an serious damage or allowed any more art to be stolen, althought there where some casualties artwise he felt it could of been much worse.
 
He gets back to his flat after handing the evidence and report of the struggle  in at scotland yard , then starts a search on his laptop for the term great old ones begins his research into the hidden players of tonights battle and prepares for his next struggle.