I had to restart this as starting directly at the beginning of 'The Philosopher's Stone' was just incredibly lazy of me. So this is my penance. Please, enjoy.
Harry Potter : Mors Non Est Finis
Prologue:The Heavens Burst
"Glad you all came" came the voice of the CIA LNO as Taylor, Hall, Maretti and Diaz step into the WASF safehouse in northern Uzbekistan.
"We have come across disturbing information that a highly classified CDF lab is running quantum based transportation devices R&D" he says as he brings up the holographic map of the facility.
"Wait, you mean like teleportation?" asked Sebastian Diaz, the team's tech expert. Anything tech related got him behaving like a kid in a candy shop. Peter Maretti, the team's heavy weapon's expert couldn't help smirking at his buddy's childish glee, grumbling "Nerd" under his breath.
"Kids, behave" came the composed voice of Sarah Hall, the team's second-in-command and unofficial mother hen. Both she and Commander John Taylor try to suppress smirks as they look at the LNO, waiting for the briefing.
"Yes, Mr. Diaz. And I don't need to explain to you what that can mean. Massed attacks at multiple targets. unhindered infiltration of our most secure facilities, and god forbid they hand these out to terrorists. We are talking of global anarchy here"
Taylor nodded once in acquisence and asked "What do you need us to do?"
"Get up Commander, your team needs you" came a dreamy feminine voice. Taylor forced his eyes open and was looking up at a teenaged girl, blonde haired with warm brown eyes holding an unbelievable amount of wisdom, dressed in an old style dress, something straight out of a Puritan household. everything surrounding him was a blank white. Taylor struggled to his feet as he warily eyed the girl.
"Who are you? Where are we?" Taylor asked her suspiciously as he noted his teammates struggling to get up. He noticed that none of them were armed.
"Well, as my eldest brother put it, we are where we think we are. I personally prefer to call it The Void. And as for who I am, my name is Ariana Dumbledore" she replied. Hall walked up to her.
"It's your voice I heard in the lab" Hall accused her, looking at the teen curiously. Maretti and Diaz walked up, their faces frowning and their gaze wary. The teen gave a small, shy smile and nodded.
"I need your help. All of you" she said looking at all of them individually.
"Help in what?" Diaz asked her. Ariana looked at him and said.
"To save the world as we know it"
"What do you mean our help? And why can't we go back home?" Taylor asked Ariana. The teen gave a grave look.
"I think you would like to sit down, this will be a shock" she says. A set of chairs sprang out of the ground along with an old style projector and screen.
"Before I start the mission briefing, I think a little background as to how you came to be here would be handy" Ariana says to general nods from the Black Ops team.
"The Quantum Entanglement Transportation or QET device, created by the CDF was possibly the greatest achievement of mundanes" began Ariana, as the film began to play. It showed the team in the aftermath of storming the base. It showed Maretti and Diaz policing the dead bodies of the guard detail and the researchers. Taylor was speaking into his while Hall's attention was taken up by the activated QET. Suddenly, alarms start blaring around them. The team raise their weapons, looking around for the source of the chaos. Then it happened.
The world around them began to disassemble. Before they could even scream, space and time was ripped apart, destroying the very atoms around them. They were torn apart by the temporal winds originating from the singularity that was the device, dessicated in seconds.
The video now shifted to a view of an overflying Vulture drone showing a massive, pulsing, purple sphere of light. Then with a bright flash and a blast of wind, the entire scene cleared to show a blackened crater, a kilometre in diameter, with purple sparks of electricity. Then, a massive avalanche covered the entire seen in a few tons of ice.
"The fail-safe of the facility was a little too effective. It resulted in you four being declared KIA. It also resulted in a massive paradox in events in the past" continued Ariana.
The screen shifted to the view of a group of black-cloaked figures surrounding a black-haired youth. A sudden flash of green light enveloped him, causing him to fall to the ground, boneless.
The video shifted to a blackened, salted battlefield. Corpses, in various states of decay and dismemberment were strewn across the ground. Not all of the bodies were flashed in the sky. A massive phalanx of black robed figures marched relentlessly onto a beleaguered, dug in force. Prominent among the defenders were a tall, battle hardened, red haired man and a young brunette woman, barking orders and shouting orders.
Then, the battle began. None of the four team mates could call it a battle, as that would imply some amount of parity in the forces.
It was a slaughter.
Green, blue, purple and red flashes lit up the air, slamming into each other. The earth crackled, blistered and froze. Shadows rushed up to the defenders. Their very presence caused the defenders to falter, giving the attacking force an advantage. Then, two bright flashes of light lit up the surroundings, driving away the shadows, causing the shadows to melt into the ground. The enemy force still gained an advantage over the defenders. Honest-to-god giants swept aside the defenders. The defenders were outnumbered, outgunned and quickly reduced to three, the red headed man, the brunette and a red headed woman. Three red bolts of light, and they fell to the ground.
The scene shifted to what looked like concentration camps, guarded by shadows. Scene after scene of intolerable cruelty. Of men, women, children being hunted like animals by the black robed figures. Of scenes of gladiatorial sport with gruesome deaths. Of people huddled on the ground, staring blankly ahead while black shadows seemed to fly around, sucking the light out of the sky.
And the worst was for last. It showed the red headed man tied to a wooden post, his face covered in tears, his grief raw. The camera panned to show two nude corpses on the ground. It was the brunette and red headed woman. Their bodies looked like they had been torn at by animals, covered in blood, bruises and fluids, their eyes dull in death. The camera then panned back to the man, showing a blond haired youth of his age, raising his shaking hand to point a stick at the tied up man before a flash of green light erupted from it and engulfed the man. Then the youth pointed it at himself, causing his head to smash open.
"Joder estos pedazos de mierda !" yelled Maretti, standing up " Los violadores de mierda , que quieren reducir sus pelotas y empujarlo hacia su boca mientras Meto mi pie en el culo ! Vamos a ver cómo les gusta a continuación , hijos de puta !" Hall was on the floor retching, with Taylor rubbing her back, his face mirroring his concern. Diaz's whole body was shaking with repressed fury, his fists tightly clenched.
Hall looked up at Ariana and in a hoarse voice croaked "Who do we need to send to hell for this?" A small smile flashed across Ariana's face.
"Actually, you will be preventing all of this by sending him to hell. I am sending you back in time to prevent all of this. It is time for your mission briefing" she says, gesturing them to take their seats. The screen lights up to show a scene of a black cloaked figure walking towards a house. From the decorations, it was easy to guess the season.
"On the night of October 31st, 1981, James and Lily Potter were murdered by the-then most powerful Dark wizard of our time, Lord Voldemort" scenes shifted to show a tall, lanky man with glasses and a mop of black hair and a woman with green eyes and red hair falling victim to the same spell. Then the same spell bounced off a one-year old boy, striking the figure.
"However, Lord Voldemort failed to kill their baby boy, Harry. The spell rebounded as it killed Voldemort's body, driving his spirit into exile. This resulted in the temporary abeyance in the Dark wizard's onslaught. The only difference here is that, due to the QET's destruction, no fragment of Voldemort's soul took up residence in young Harry. So, when he went into the Forbidden Forest to face him, Voldemort succeeded in killing Harry for good. This broke the spirit of his opponents, as Harry Potter became an icon, a symbol to rally around. If the soul fragment had latched onto him, it would have allowed Harry to survive the Killing Curse, as it would have destroyed the fragment, leaving him whole and allowing him to turn the tide of the battle, winning against Lord Voldemort" Ariana continued. Hall raised her hand to ask a question.
At Ariana's nod, she asked "Why would this Lord Voldemort want to kill a baby boy? And I am trying not to freak out here about the magic parts" Taylor merely nodded, while Maretti mumbled "Me too" and Diaz whispered "Ditto". Ariana gave a weak smile.
"I'm sorry, but the answer for that would be with my brother. It's not that I wouldn't give you, it's that I can't. The only thing I can say is that I desperately need you to stop this madness before it starts" Ariana says as she gestures at the screen. On it multiple photographs of people were displayed.
It consisted of an aged man with flowing white beard and hair, with purple robes, a young boy with a mop of black hair and green eyes wearing glasses, a red headed boy, a bushy haired brunette girl, a blond boy with grey eyes and slicked back hair, a pudgy boy with brown curly hair and a red headed little girl were displayed.
"These are your assets. They are Albus Dumbledore, headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry and leader of The Order Of The Phoenix, Harry James Potter, Ronald Bilius Weasley, Hermione Jean Granger, Draco Lucius Malfoy, Neville Longbottom and Ginerva 'Ginny' Molly Weasely" she says, pointing at each of them in turn. She turns backs to look at them "You are to use any and all means necessary to ensure their survival and success against Voldemort. Befriend, subvert, cajole, brainwash, lie. Use any and all methods to ensure your success"
"These are your targets" another list popped up.
"Tom Marvolo Riddle aka Lord Voldemort. He is your primary target" a picture of a bald man with bone-white skin and a serpentine face appeared.
"Bellatrix Lestrange and Lucius Malfoy" a woman of dark beauty and sunken eyes and a handsome man with an arrogant smirk and shoulder length blond hair "these two are your secondary targets. They are the most prominent Death Eaters, the name of Voldemort's supporters. Their elimination will be key to our success in our campaign against Voldemort"
"Rules Of Engagement?" Taylor asked.
"Carte Blanche" Ariana replied. She took a deep breath and continued.
"Of course you will have to be of an equivalent age as Harry and his friends, so that you may win their trust" Ariana says. The four of them exchange glances.
"Is it mission critical?" asked Taylor. Ariana nodded. The team exchange glances again, knowing already what was to happen. And hopefully that this wasn't goodbye.
"Let's do this" Taylor says. Ariana takes out her wand (as they now categorised it as) and intoned.
"Mors Non Est Finis"
Everything around them faded into mist.
The next thing Taylor realised was waking up in a crib, with a child mobile above his head. He looked down on himself and saw that he was dressed in a baby onesie.
Oh, this cannot be good, he thought when the only thing that he said that sounded remotely intelligent was,
"Goo-gah?!"
R&R!
