Topic: Broken Glass (OPEN!)

[~Harry Potter~]

Rhyme walked down the streets of Hogsmeade looking into the windows at all the things for sale.  He saw some strange things being down one of the shadier streets of the little town.  Not many of the other students came down here unless they had a specific reason.  The sky was overcast, casting long shadows upon the street as he walked.  The air had a slight chill but was still warm. 

Suddenly, he stopped in his tracks.  He saw a man beating his young daughter and with his hearing he could hear her crying even over the breeze and the distance.  He also heard the man calling her very *friendly* person and other hurtful things which were clearly not true for her young age.  He wanted to look away and leave but he couldn’t stop staring.  It brought back so many hurtful memories of his household, of his dad locking him in the basement for long period of time for not being able to do the magic his father could.  His fathers classics words were ‘use magic to get out’ 

These feelings overwhelmed him and he ended up falling against the wall of a nearby alleyway and falling to his knees as he held his head trying to drive the memories away.  He rocked back and forth in the alleyway until suddenly, he stopped. 

Rhyme got up and dusted himself off.  His face was harder now, losing most of the compassion held within there.  For someone who knew Rhyme they would also notice a few small differences, his eyes were now a dead black instead of their normal purple and his hair, normally the same neutral shade of purple as his eyes, was now a few shades dark and the style was much different, going from his left side over his left eye and also partially covering his right eye. 

Rhyme then, calmly walked over to the man and tapped him on the shoulder. 

“What do you want punk” the man snarled at him as he yanked his girl up by the hair.

Rhyme didn’t reply but stared down at the man before giving him a backhand to the face.  This was not a normal slap though, it was empowered with a sonic blast that sent the many flying into an abandoned store shop.  With a lot of curses the man stood and pointed his wand at Rhyme from the shop.  Rhyme just glared at the man and shot his hands out, splayed at the man.  From his hand a shockwave emerged, visible from the dust in the air from the shop that hit the man knocking him out and to the ground, crimson blood leaking from his ears. 

“Leave.” Rhyme said to the girl.  His voice was deeper then what it normally was and the girl didn’t ask again quickly running off to hopefully find her mother. 

Rhyme‘s boots made a clicking sound as he walked down the stone sidewalk until he got to a new street.  When he did he threw another shockwave down the street, shattering the glass in at least six store fronts.  The glass tinkled as it hit the cobblestones of the sidewalk.  This wasn’t Rhyme. 

[potter_fan122]

The thin walkway of Hogsmead was extremely thined out. Hardly any people were out, and they had no reason to be-- it was the middle of the day and people were either in school or work. Of course Stacey had decided to skip her Divination class again. The subject was useless in her opinion. She didn`t learn anything, and she had enough to do in that time.

She walked from street to street, her eyes grazing over the windows lightly at the things she either already had or had no use for, thanks to her father`s fortune. She stopped outside a small shop, but not becasue she saw something worth buying.

She heard a noise. Well, felt it, really. She closed her eyes and stood there, obviously not caring what anyone thought of her standing there. She felt the pull of different powers, but recognized a certain draw. Each person had their own pull. It was like a flavor you couldn`t taste or a color you couldn`t see, but she could usually recognize a person by their pull. She traveled towards the pull when she felt another noise.

It was loud and she knew exactly what was happening. Instantly she saw through two dozen people`s eyes as glass shattered around them. "Rhyme." She said softly, opening her now purple eyes.

[~Harry Potter~]

Rhyme grinned as he saw the smart people run in fear out of the town.  They ran down small alleyways hoping to get away from the rogue boy.  These people he didn’t care about, what he wanted were the men who were over-egotistical, thinking they were great when they were barely scum on the heel of his shoe.  These were men like his father.  Five years of past pent up pain where coming out as one giant festering mental disorder. 

Rhyme had blackouts all throughout his childhood.  He never really knew why he had them and he didn’t tell his parents he did.  His mom never seemed to notice and the lengths of time he was gone was never long, or actually time he wanted to remember.  It always seemed to go black a little bit after going down into the basement with his father.  Oh how he hated that basement. 

Rhyme set out another burst of sonic energy breaking down a run down building that probably would have fell soon on its own anyway.  It came down with a giant crash and littered the street with a thick layer of dust and debris.   A few of the people remained put their arm over their face to protect it but Rhyme just stood there.  Nothing hit him, bouncing instead off of a wall of sonic energy. 

[dobby888]

Jessie walked down the street, carrying the little girl on her hip.  The girl was extremely young, probably about four or five.  The girl had cried into Jessie's shoulder, leaving a large wet mark.  She now was looking up, rubbing her eyes. 

Jessie talked gently to her, comforting her.  So far, she hadn't figured out anything about the girl.  Jessie was walking towards Rhyme, keeping up a shield to block the flying glass from hitting them. 

"Rhyme? Stacey?  What's going on?" She asked them, looking around at the destruction.  The girl looked at Rhyme, somewhat fearful and somewhat grateful.  The girl knew he had saved her, but she wasn't sure how, and that scared her.

[potter_fan122]

Stacey flinched as Rhyme let the energy out of himself. It had always amazed her how much energy he had always had-- how much it took for him to fall. She had never seen anyone else do the things he did. Even Ginny seemed only his equal in Stacey`s eyes.

She quickly let her mental shield down and let Rhyme`s powers enter her own system. She felt the sudden burst of energy through her veins and she let it explode out of herself. The debris fell around her now, not coming close to her. She stepped over to Rhyme until she was only about two yards from him.

"Rhyme?" She asked again, louder. His feelings flooded her system, his thoughts filling her head. She saw flashes of scenes. It was amazing what only a little mental wall would let her see.

[~Harry Potter~]

Stacy could easily pear into their mind since they had no mental block.  Never growing up near people with psychic powers he never learned how to make one.  Rhyme was perfectly sane, twisted, yet sane.  Rhyme was the same way, sane, but much less twisted.  Only together would the shattered mental image be shown. 

Rhyme was starting to calm down now, and if left alone would soon slip away leaving a very confused Rhyme.  This is why he didn’t try and attack Stacy right away although it was unlikely he would have anyway.  She was one of the few people who didn’t run or try and attack him.  Rhyme had to stare at her a few moments to remember her though.  He had access to all of Rhyme’s memories and experiences many of them in person, but the people that wimp met he normally tended for forget easily. 

“Ah, Stacy” he said, his dark eyes meeting her lighter purple ones “come to revel in this destruction called life?”

Rhyme didn’t really care if he took down a good part of Hogsmead, it was all fun to him.  And hey, he thought, most of these stuck up people needed a good shake every once and a while, keeps them on their toes.  Since their villain got defeated, they have got way to content in their lives. 

[potter_fan122]

Stacey watched Rhyme with careful eyes. She felt everything he thought, the feeling washing over her like someone tossing a bucket of freezing water over her. "Yes. I`m Stacey." She said slowly and loudly. "Do you know who you are?" She asked. She had experienced both memory charms and people with mental disabilities. To her, both of those two things seemed like her best comparison to what Rhyme was experiencing now.

She put her left foot out to take a step forward, but she didn`t move just yet. It seemed like he could explode at any time. She had been under too much stress lately to be able to trust someone like Rhyme.

"Can you... stop... throwing energy around?" She asked, allowing herself to glance around quickly, making her point. Debris was still falling around her and she could hear the fallen buildings shifting.

[~Harry Potter~]

“If you wish” was all he said before he blinked, and the power was suddenly switched off.  It actually went more so.  Much of the sound that was in the street, the creaking of boards, the shifting of concrete, the yelling of people, were also silent.  Only the ghostly sound of the wind could be heard. 

“I am Artemis of course.  Who did you think I was?”

He smiled at her with a slightly creepy grin, like that of a person who knew something that the other did not.  On the mental plane though, something spiked at the hearing of Stacy’s voice.  Since it was closer he could hear it quite well.  It gave a flash of a much softer looking Rhyme, one with his normal hair and eye color.  And from his suppressed subconscious a burst of yellow energy, the color of the original Rhyme’s pulsed shifting the dust slightly. 

“Excuse me,” Artemis apologized as he tapped his chest like a person having heart burn.

[potter_fan122]

Stacey raised an eyebrow and looked around. All of the noise had ceased-- she could hear that. The wind, though; the wind whipped around her, blowing her hair into her now electric green eyes. She looked back to Rhyme.

"Can you tell me who Artemis is?" She asked now, questions in her eyes. "Of course." She added as he excused himself. This was not the Rhyme she knew. The Rhyme she knew was much more... friendly? She didn`t exactly know. She didn`t know Rhyme that well, but she could tell that something was off.

"I`m Stacey. Can you tell me my last name?" She asked. She begged in her mind that he would remember. She was getting a littler nervous.

[~Harry Potter~]

Artemis feigned a look of surprise when she didn’t know him.  He knew Rhyme didn’t tell anyone about him.  He didn’t even know himself though maybe after this he might.  Depends on if the people chose to tell him afterwards.  If they didn’t he would most likely end up with just another piece of time randomly missing. 

“Artemis is myself of course.  I am Rhyme’s friend who helped deal with his father.  He never really could do that, always shrank away from the abuse his father gave him.  He couldn’t even get away, I had to do that for him as well.  Quite pathetic if you ask me, he can basically warp space and time itself, and he can’t even take down a half asked mage.  Oh well, what can you do?”

Before he could answer he second question about her last name, several Aurors appeared on the street.  Artemis gave an evil grin when he saw them.  It was obvious they were here to try and take him in, and that wouldn’t happen anytime soon. 

“If you would excuse me, it appears I have some company to deal with.”

He walked forward a few steps and cracked his fingers.  His eyes flashing evilly at the men and women there.  Most likely the only person who could take him down right now was Ginny.(<--Hint Hint)  His mind was split in two and so was his powers so his good half could not access all of his powers.  Also, knowing how they worked made up for a lot of that as well.  Artemis knew much more about the true nature of their powers.  Together with not being cut off from half of them, Artemis was a force to be reckoned with. 

[dobby888]

Jessie still stood far away down the street, watching the exchange between Rhyme and Stacey.  She was too far away to hear them, especially over the roaring wind, but she could easily read their faces.  Stacey seemed to be trying to comfort Rhyme.  She also looked confused, as though that wasn't Rhyme she was speaking to at all.

The little girl whimpered in Jessie's arms, the wind easily biting through her thin sweater.  Jessie wrapped her arms around the girl, and she huddled closer to Jessie.

As the Aurors appeared on the street, Jessie backed up.  She had to find a stable place to hide before Rhyme began to unload his powers. She glanced behind her, then turned and walked briskly up the street.  She saw an alleyway, and quickly ducked into it, setting the girl down on her feet. 

Jessie peered around the corner.  They were safe, for now.  She looked at the little girl, cold again.  She had bruises on her arms and legs.  Jessie knelt down, becoming eye to eye with the girl. She was going to make another attempt to speak with the girl.  She reached up to button the girl's sweater, but the girl jerked away. 

Jessie smiled at her and said, "Shh... it's ok! I won't hurt you!"  She put her hands on the girls shoulders.  "Can you tell me your name sweety?"  She asked gently, looking into her eyes.

[potter_fan122]

Stacey watched Rhyme, or Artemis, whoever he was. He seemed confused. What he said made some sense, but unless Rhyme had an evil twin, she didn`t understand. "What can you do?" She echoed as Aurors appeared. She cursed under her breath quietly before falling into a defensive crouch. She had never really trusted any member of the Ministry, and her pose was instintual.

"Ginny." She mumbled. Ginny. Ginny. Ginny. Ginny. It became like a chant in her mind, repeated over and over again. She knew that her old teacher had extrodinary abilities, but did they extend to being able to hear a lone teenager now? In these destroyed streets, could anyone hear her?

"Rhy--Artemis, can you please tell me something?" She asked, her eyes scanning the croud. Her wand fell into her hand. Although she knew her powers well, she bet that the Aurors could easily control her.

Ginny! She thought forcefully. She had no way out of this situation, she needed help. She could sense Jessie somewhere behind her, but who was she against mebers of the Ministry?

[dobby888]

A wave of Stacey's thoughts washed through her mind.  She normally wasn't very good at reading people's minds, but it was as though Stacey wanted to be heard. 

Ginny. Ginny. Ginny. Ginny.

The chant entered her mind.  "Ginny" she said, aloud. "Ginny!"  She knew what she had to do. 

"What?" The little girl asked speaking for the first time. 

Jessie looked down at the girl.  She looked around before saying, "Uhm... get on my back."  She turned around, and let the girl climb on her back.  "Hold on!"  She yelled, apparating to the school grounds.  She ran into the school and down the halls, the girl on her back.  She asked every person she passed if they had seen Ginny.  None had seen her.  Where could she be?

[Ginny Weasly]

((Ginny isn't a teacher anymore, remember? haha))

"Momma, Grandpa said you used to be a brat." Cody grinned sideways at his mother, enjoying these moments when he could tattle on his grandfather. Arthur held up his hands, grinning at his only daughter as she turned to him.

"She still is, too!" He said, amongst the laughter and clamour of the large family. Most everyone was at the Burrow, something they attempted to do at least once every few weeks. Ginny threw a piece of bread at her father, laughing as it it him on the nose.
Then she froze.

Ginny. Ginny. Ginny. Ginny.

"Mum, dad, watch the kids for me, ok?" And Ginny was gone before they even nodded.

She reappeared instantly on the broken and crumpled street of Hogsmead. She could see the Aurors in the distance, advancing towards a smaller, younger looking figure. She could feel the magic, could taste it practically. And she could hear the intention beyond it.
"Wait! That boy is a student of Hogwarts. If you touch him, all of you will be arrested under violation of the School and Government separation clause!"

Her words rang out across the street as she semi calmly walked up the street. She knew something was wrong with Rhyme, could feel it, but the immediate danger was the Aurors.

[dobby888]

((Haha I knew that... of course... ))

Ginny. Ginny. The chanting stopped suddenly, as though it was cut off, it's purpose had been fulfilled.  Jessie apparated back to the alleyway and set the girl down again. 

"Ginny?" The girl asked, pronouncing her name almost perfect, due to the amount of times she had heard it said so recently.   

Jessie looked down at the girl and pointed to Ginny.  "That's Ginny.  She's very strong.  She can make everything better." Jessie promised the girl.  She continued to peer around the corner, the girl standing under her.