Walls
Chapter One
Note: None of these characters belong to me.
"Mr. President. It's happened."
Barack Obama sat in the oval office staring numbly out the window at the purple sky.
"When?" he asked. He hardly felt his lips move. His necktie was loose and his shirt sleeves were rolled haphazardly to his elbows with his suit jacket strewn across the desk chair behind him. He ran a hand over his face. Michelle had started commenting on the bags under his eyes, and even the girls were beginning to notice something was wrong. He hadn't been sleeping well as of late.
In his seven plus years as president he had seen a lot. But never in his short life had he seen anything like this.
"This morning at 9:00 AM. At least thirteen green tornadoes with lightning occurred without any initial warning in various regions of the country. At least two hundred reported deaths and an increasing number of missing persons. Also, that's when the reports of…of creatures started to occur."
Barack turned around. "Creatures?"
"Yes. Monsters. Aliens. Strange, unidentified creatures began making appearances in cities, on highways. They're overturning cars and attacking citizens. What should we do?"
Obama set his jaw. "What we must. Send troops to every major city. The best defense is a good offense." At least, that's what his high school basketball coach always told him. So it must apply to real life, right? "We will do everything we can to stop this."
"Sir…do you think we can stop it?"
Obama turned back around to stare outside the White House. "We were warned this would happen. We thought it was nonsense. A fairy tale. We should have taken the prophecy seriously."
"Sir. How could we have known? She was just a girl. A clinically insane girl."
"Apparently not so insane. I want her brought here. I want to talk to her."
"But sir…do you think we can beat this thing?"
The president sighed. "The country is about to fall into chaos and anarchy. We will do what we can. But…I think we are going to lose."
Voldemort pointed his wand towards the sky. "Portal Eviceratum!" he yelled. A bright green light shot from his wand and into the sky. The clouds began to swirl and a cyclone formed quickly, touching the ground before him.
"Yeeeess," he hissed.
It only took a moment for the walls between dimensions to break down. Soon the fabrics bordering the realms began to unravel and various beasts and creatures tore through the portals. Vampires, werewolves, aliens, wizards, elves, and more appeared, angry and confused, and scattered throughout the area.
Once satisfied that the job here was properly finished, he waved a pale hand at the Death Eaters gathered behind him. "Come," he rasped. "On to the next one."
His plan was taking form. The walls between reality and fan fiction were crumbling to the ground.