Ch. 1 The Second Darkness
No one knew the true purpose of the formation of monoliths known as Stonehenge. For many it was a sign to creatures from other worlds, and for others it was of some magical purpose or some message to gods. MAny other gueses have been made as to why such a thing would have been created so long ago, but still they are just guesses.
No one knew the truth, and that was the way the truth wanted itself kept. Many had come close to discovering him, and everytime they had been disposed of, until now. This time, someone had gotten too close without the truth discovering, and he could not hide himself longer.
On June 5th, 2004, David Welch, one of the many who searched for the meaning of Stonehenge, stumbled across something remarkable, no one had ever though of anything even remotely near to what David had stumbled upon. He went into seclusion and studdied his knew knowledge, and eventually he came upon the truth. On July 7th, 2004, David went once again to the hills where stonehenge was laid out, but this time, he knew what he was looking for, and the truth started to unfold right infront of him, literally.
The next day, David Welch was found dead, exploded, with his remains found all over the hill, and no way to find out what had happened. Locals reported seeing something like a firework, erupting into the sky, except fireworks dont have wings, nor do they have claws legs or arms, and they definately dont breathe fire. What was taken as just another murderer by the police and locals was the arrival of a second darkness, one grater then any before, even Voldemoort.
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Ch. 2 Signs
Harry Potter woke up and three AM on July 8th and his scar was burning more then ever, and a pain he could not imagine was searing through his body. He could not here, but if he could, he knew he'd be hearing himself screaming in unbelievable torture. Slowly his vision started to get fainter and fainter, until there was a flash of light, and the pain seemed to double, and double, and double, until finally, there was nothing.
He opened his eyes, and everything was normal. Just as it had been left when he fell asleep. Harry was about to turn the lights on when there was an angry bang on the door and then an even angrier voice. "WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU BOY? SHUT THE HELL UP!!!!!"
"Sorry sir, I wont do it again."
"You better not, or you wone be needing to worry
Voooldimoort or whoever he is, because you'll be answering
to me!" Harry groaned and after his scum of an uncle left, he turned on his lamp and looked around again, everything seemed the same, until his eyes gazed upon the mirrior, and he froze. Harry Potter, the boy who lived, no longer had his scar.
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This is by far my favore of yours so far doll, keep it up and this time, lets finish it.. ;) :-*
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Chapter 3 Takeover
Meanwhile, in another part of the country, a group of adult wizards were meeting in the mountains with their Giant allies.
"Look, with the help of the Giants, taking over that school will be easy, even if the Centaurs decide to come to their aid, and we've made it into the Ministry plenty of times with the help of double agents, so this should be simple. At midnight group A will strike the scholl and take the staff hostage, and Potter, the Dark Lord wants him for himself. This attack will be to make sure that Fudge will be in his office working on the case when we attack the ministry to kill him.We'll gain entrance via the-"
"RAAAAAAARGH RAAAAAAAAARGH RAAAAAA-" There was a loud band and the ground shook.
"What the hell was that?" The death eaters ran out of the cave and jumped behind the terrain of large boulders. The Giant that had been asigned guard duty was in pieces all over the ground, but there was no sign of an attacker. All of a sudden something flew down and picked up a Death Eater and flew back up, while ripping him up. The monster, whatever it was, started picking off the rest of the Death Eaters using the limbs of his victim as his bullets. He landed once again on the ground, and entered the cave. He was searching for the evil he had sensed when he first entered this world, for there could only be one Dark Lord, and whoever or whatever this was, it was not backing down to a mere mortal.
"I am the Lord of Death, and I will kiiiil you now, mortal." He saw a shadow move and walked toward it calmly and patiently. "I will best you at any game so don't try, just come out you little worm. You are wasting my time!"
Suddenly, a small man jumped out and screamed, "Don't hurt me! I'm just a servant, I'm forced to do his bidding, leave me alone! LET ME GO HOME!!!!", The "pathetic little worm" ,as the demon thought to himself, began to burst out in tears. He knew the little man was telling the truth, but devils do not show mercy.
"That golden hand seems quite extravagant for a mere servant of evil." And with that, Peter Petigrew became what so many had thought of him to be, only a thumb. The Dark Lord continued his search for his mortal rival amongst the caves, killing whoever came in his way as he went along the mountains, but to know avail. The evil that he had felt when he first entered the mountain pass was no more. But in one cave, he found what he was looking for. His foe had left a trail. There lay a boot on the ground, but the demon knew it for what it was. He laid a hand on it, and was instantly transported away from the realm of the Giants.
wonderful Brian, keep it up.
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Bumperz..
Quote from: Kiara_maul on August 9, 2004, 07:14:39 PM
This is by far my favore of yours so far doll, keep it up and this time, lets finish it.. ;) :-*
This is going to be the first one that i've ever finished, and thats kind of scary
(d**n, i made a mistake at the beginning that said harry was at school...)
Ch. 4
I'm dreaming... Harry slapped himself a little harder then he intended, and looked up again. Nothing was different, the scar was gone, but there was a rather red hand mark on his cheek now. What happened? What was I dreaming about? Harry realized that something very bad must have happened. "Voldem0rt's done something big, I've got to write Dumbledore" He muttered to himself as he grabbed some parchment and a quill. Hedwig watched curiously as her master scrawled away frantically in the middle of the night.
Professor Dumbledore,
I dont know what has happened, but tonight I woke up all of a sudden and there was a pain from the scar like nothing I have ever immagined. Naturally I would have just expected this since Voldemorts been more active these days, but I noticed something else. The scar is gone, and I think Voldemort must have done something horrible. Do you have any idea what might have happened?
Sincerely,
Harry Potter
As Harry finished up his letter and had begun to roll it up and tie it with some string, he heard someone stumble downstairs. Cautiosly, Harry tucked the note into his pocket, and got his want out of his desk drawer. He opened his door as quietly as he could, and looked around. There was an oddly large shadow lurking around in the hallways. It immediately jumped around and aimed a rifle at Harry. Whoever it was lowered the rifle down and stepped forward. Harry saw who it was and was relieved. "Uncle Vernon, whoever is down there, that won't do you much good. Go back to sleep."
"Are you mad? What type of nonsense would that be if I let some little boy go down and fight while I hide under the covers? No boy, I'm going down too!" Harry sighed, he knew there was no way he could argue with his thick headed uncle, so they crept down the stairs and into the living room to check.
"Lumos!" Harrys wand shed some light so they could get a better view. Uncle Vernon watched dumfoundedly as Harry searched the room like a professional.
"Tell that stupid uncle of yours to lower his piece d**n'it."
"Professor Moody??"
"What did I say about the whole Professor thing boy?"
"Sorry, but what are you doing here?"
"Voldem0rts vanished. Almost half of his known followers
were found dead on the mountains that Hagrid and that
Beauxbatons lady were traveling last year. Same with the
Giants, practically decimated. We have no clue where
Voldem0rts-"
"Thats that dark wizard isnt he?" Uncle Vernon asked stupidly, which got nothing but an unnerving stare from Moody for an answer.
"Anyways, we have no clue where hes gone off too, and the only lead is a dead portkey that has no records at the Ministry. We have no idea who's behind all of this, but Dumbledore thinks it will be a good idea to- what happened to you anyways? Did I really scare you that much? And, where the hell is your scar???"
"I have no clue, I was just about to write a letter to Dumbledore when I heard you stumble."
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oh man brian you have to keep going!
im back! and wow i havent written in a long time... srry
"MAybe we should go see him right now."
"REally? Where is he?"
"Where everyone else is HArry, now get your stuff ready and let's go! And don't say anything dursley, or ill turn u into something cruel and unusual...not much to transfigure when it comes to you though."
So harry packed his things in a hurry, anxious to see everyone again. When he was done, he went back downstairs where Moodey was waiting. "How will we be getting there?" Harry asked, because he'd noticed for the first time that Moody did not have a broom with him.
"WEll now that Fudge has finally admitted that Voldem0rt's back, he's arranged to give us a private floo channel to our headquarters, and this way none of voldem0rt's snoops will be able to track our activity, or find out where we're hiding. Well anyways we'd better get going. This news from the mountains is not good at all. This is the first time I've ever seen Dumbledore look this way. We'd better go." Moody took a pouch out of his robe, and opened it. Here take some, you go first now, ok?
Harry took a pinch, and walked into the fire place. Mr. Dursley watched curiously, wondering "How in the blazes..." But sudden memories of a not too pleasent visit from some of Harry's weirdo friends made him realize what's going on, and he kept his mouth shut. "Just say phoenix, and dont even think about saying the address, ever."
Harry nodded and said, gulping, because he wasn't too fond of this magic powder, "Phoenix!" With a loud bang, harry was sent wizzing into a dizzying spiral until he was shot back into the real world, and ladded on his stomache, staring at two, unusually large feet. "Hello Hagrid."
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