Disclaimener: Definitely NOT mine, the story is my sisters, who likes to call herself Sarde the Silend one.

It is up to you who who is, so, don't come to me asking who who is!

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As we zoom in to a small country city in England, we can't help but have a peek at the new shopping street.

Being Saturday the street was overcrowded. Giggling, Lively gossip and animated chat pointed to the conclusion that everyone was enjoying themselves.

However, not everyone was enjoying themselves, for there was someone irritated, and not just a bit irritated, but very irritated.

"Stand aside" an authorative voice boomed, instantly the crowd parted fearfully, for anger leaked though the command.

If you looked from above, it would have looked like the sea that parted for Moses.

Striding in between the suddenly silent shoppers was a, now much more in his element, young man of 26 years old.

His fine black hair cascaded down his back with fluid movements, each time he turned his head to sneer at someone, piercing green eyes, set in a marble white skin, made the people squirm under his gaze.

Black, expensive looking robes billowed behind him and with every step he took a soft rinkeling sound of thick golden coins could be heard from a heavy pouch hanging from his belt, that, together with the sound that his barely worn leather boots made upon the asphalt road, it was an impressive sight.

You could almost hear the heavy Metal music in the background as he walked, nearing the end of the street.

Then, out of nowhere, the voice of a narrator boomed, though no one took notice of it, as they where still looking at the richly, and strangely, dressed man.

"He is Educated, He is Clever, He is Rich …."

Upon which the man, who had reached the end of the street, turned around and spoke, in a calm, collected voice "Oh, I almost forgot…" With one fluid motion he took out his wand and said "…Confringo"

As the retreating footsteps of the man, now revealed as a wizard, the Narrator said, in the same booming voice "And he is Evil"

Bits of stone, asphalt and dust continued to rain down upon the destroyed shopping street, there where no dogs barking, no children laughing, no People chatting.

It was deathly silent.

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It is up to you who who is, so, don't come to me asking who who is!

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