Due to some errors in the story I have to go back and rewrite a majority of it. I apologize, but I had felt that there was something wrong with this installment of the Black Legacy. Because I haven't read The Deathly Hallows in about 6 months (and I've only read it once so hardly know it the way I know the others) I had some events out of order. I promise I'll try and get the chapters up as fast as I can. Thanks everyone. 3

This part of the Black Legacy series is rated M mostly because of the use of stronger "inappropriate" language. If you find it offensive, I apologize, but be warned. The rating may go down once I add other chapters and develope the story more. Enjoy.

A cool breeze was washing over Serena, and for a moment she smelt fire on the air. As she looked across the grassy field that she was laying on she could see a small house in the distance, the lights were on in the windows, but nobody was standing in them. She anxiously looked over her shoulder at the darkness behind her and frowned. She felt like something was going to creep up on her.

"What are you looking behind you for?"

"I thought I heard something," Serena said to the woman lying next to her, on her belly staring at the house on her elbows.

Adhara Black was menacing in the darkness. She could sneak up on anyone and attack them with the blink of the eye. Her dark eyes, hair and bold make up would have struck any man in the heart and made him weak. Serena was sure that even Voldemort had a small tingle of sexual arousal when he looked at her Aunt. Adhara was a killing machine, and the way she could kick some ass was not only threatening, but hot. At least, that's what Serena was told by the men around her.

"There's nothing back there, Serena," Adhara said breathlessly.

Serena looked over her shoulder again.

"I'm being aware of my surroundings."

"Be aware of your surroundings in that direction," Adhara pointed across the grass to the house. "Let me be aware of our surroundings in the other directions."

"Why?" Serena snipped. "Here I am doing what you taught me and you're ringing me out for it."

"Shhhh, will you," Adhara hissed. "There! Is that the man?"

A man had appeared in the window of the house. He was tall, dark and cool. Serena looked at the window and frowned slightly. She knew that his name was Mick Glory, obviously a fake name—a very bad one. She had been having visions of darling Mick since late June, after she had returned to her home for summer holiday. In her visions, Mick was responsible for killing twelve muggle born witches, and Serena had foreseen his thirteenth victim.

Adhara argued that it was now Serena's responsibility to catch Mick and put him in Azkaban, or kill him, which ever came first. She wasn't a little girl anymore, she needed to get out there and start fighting against Voldemort, even though she wasn't of age yet and she hadn't finished school. Serena wasn't too thrilled about the prospects of killing someone, or catching a Death Eater, but as she did want to be an Auror she thought that she'd better listen to her Aunt. Adhara took Serena under her wing and they had been studying defensive skills, physically defense and Auror training for the last month.

Within the next year Serena would sign up for the Auror program through the Ministry, but first, Adhara wanted to train her outside of Hogwarts for a year. So, Serena was not planning on returning to school for her seventh year, and she knew her friends weren't planning on it either.

"Yes," Serena nodded. "That's Glory."

Adhara nodded.

"I haven't seen a girl yet," she whispered.

"She's a brunette, a little older then me," Serena whispered. "She's going to come in through the front door. He'll romance her; they'll drink and have dinner. He won't get her drink, he likes them well enough alive and aware of what is happening to them."

"When does he kill them?"

"Two courses and kisses after the first sip of wine."

Adhara turned her head very slowly to Serena with a raised eyebrow.

"That's how he put it to his friend," Serena whispered. "I see him talking to his friend sometimes…he brags about the murders."

"Sick fuck," Adhara said reaching down to her thigh to make sure her switch blade was in place. She was wearing her hip holster with her two curved knives on them. Serena glanced at the shining medal and frowned slightly. Last week she had started working with the blades, and had learned that Adhara had been trained by a faithful Death Eater how to use them. Adhara put her Death Eater training to good use in her profession, as an assassin on the far side of the Auror department.

As Adhara said to anyone who asked, her life story was long and boring, but to Serena it was anything but. Adhara Black had a hard childhood, her two older brothers were complete opposites, and when she was very young Sirius Black, the oldest, left the family. Adhara grew closer to her other brother Regulus, but never close enough to believe in pure bloods the way he did. She was blackmailed into become a Death Eater, and she learned her dangerous, murderous ways from them. She wasn't just deadly with a wand, but swords, knives, and whips. Her time with the Death Eaters was frightening, and despite her training she didn't believe for a moment in their cause. While she was a Death Eater she worked at the Ministry on the extreme side of the Auror program, and worked to kill the very Death Eaters she pretended to stand next to. She was a Dark Wizard Assassin, not a catcher.

Through Voldemort's first war she went along undetected, but when he return thirteen years after Harry Potter destroyed him, he knew of Adhara's betrayal, and she managed to seek Albus Dumbledore's help before he could kill her. Adhara had worked as an independent double agent in the first war, and in the last three years since Voldemort's return she had formed alliances with the Order of the Phoenix and became one of their members. She held her position at the Ministry undetected the whole time; she was never accused of being a Death Eater, and was now working still on the extreme end of the Auror program. She was on the run from Death Eaters, knowing very well that Voldemort would like her dead.

Serena bit her lip and nodded in agreement that Mick Glory was a disgusting wizard.

"He says he's cleansing our society."

"I'm sure Voldemort loves him," Adhara sighed with a roll of her eyes. "He works alone, right?"

Serena nodded.

There was a soft pop from across the field and young looking woman appeared in front of the house. She had long curly brown hair that fell to the middle of her black robes. Serena watched as she walked up the path to the front door and rang the bell softly. The girl looked about two years older then Serena, making her only nineteen.

"When do you think is the best time to strike?" Adhara whispered.

"Dinner," Serena said. "He'll be distracted with her, and hardly expecting interruptions."

Adhara nodded as the front door of the house opened and light was cast onto the front porch. There was soft talking, and slowly the woman entered the house with Mick Glory. Serena closed her eyes tightly and hoped that Mick wouldn't decide to spice things up tonight and kill her earlier then planned. She rested her head on her arm and took a deep breath.

"Now we wait," Adhara said softly.

"I don't know if I can wait," Serena said. "I know what he's planning to do to her, Adhara, and it's sick. The whole thing makes me want to rip him to pieces."

Adhara gave her niece a cunning smile.

"Use that anger, Serena," she said. "Use it when we get in there to save her."

Serena nodded and balled her fist up into balls, staring at the dirt on the ground in front of her. She was really uncomfortable on the hard lumpy ground. She wanted nothing more then to be back at her house, in bed next to the warm comforting body of her boyfriend Parrish.

"Shit," Adhara said.

"What?" Serena looked up quickly causing her neck to crack. She rubbed her neck with a sigh and looked out across the grass. A blonde haired girl had appeared on the steps of the front porch. "Amelia?"

Serena's mouth fell open at the sight of her twin sister, who looked nothing like her, ringing the doorbell of the little house. Serena bit her hand and closed her eyes, then opened them again. What the hell was Amelia doing at the house?

The sight of Amelia made her think of the last time she had seen her sister—on Platform 9 ¾, leaving school last year. Amelia had collided shoulders with Serena, probably on purpose Serena thought, and caused Serena to have a violent vision of Amelia's death. Serena tired to force the vision of Amelia being slaughtered out of her mind, she hadn't had the vision since and this was not the place where it took place. She need to concentrate…

Mick Glory could be seen inside the window, getting up from the dinner table, looking somewhat puzzled. To Serena's, shock Adhara began to crawl across the dirty slowly and quietly, moving toward the house.

"Adhara!" Serena hissed in a tone lower then a whispered. Her Aunt didn't look back, just kept crawling across the dirt on her belly. Serena sighed with annoyance and crawled across the dirt in her tee shirt and jeans, following Adhara.

They reached the wall of the house and crotched under the open window, holding their breath. Adhara was looking up at the windowsill, listening for the voices that were coming from inside. Serena took a long breath and slowly let it out so she wouldn't be heard, just as Mick was allowing Amelia into the house.

"Amelia," his dark deep voice sounded surprised, and slightly put off. "What do I owe this pleasure?"

Amelia's voice was not nearly as calm as Mick's.

"I've come to warn you," she said quickly.

"I'm sorry Penny," Mick said, Serena suspected to the girl he was planning on murdering. "Will excuse me and my darling cousin in-law for a moment?"

There was the sound of an opening door, and then it slamming shut. Adhara looked pleased that the couple had moved outside and crawled toward the corner of the house. Serena rolled her eyes and followed her Aunt.

"This isn't the time for your dumb warnings Amelia," Mick said harshly. "I have this completely under control."

"Listen to me for a second you idiot," Amelia snipped.

Looking around the corner of the house, Serena and Adhara could see the two Death Eaters arguing.

"There is word that Aurors have caught onto your dumb tricks," Amelia was speaking quickly. "Two of them are supposed to be coming tonight, and not just any two, but Adhara Black—"

"Mmm," said Mick amused. "Adhara, she was good before but I better she's a fine wine…gets better with age—"

Serena bit her bottom lip as Amelia smacked Mick across the face. What did that mean? Had Adhara had sexual relations with this sick Death Eater?

"Shut up," she said harshly. "I don't want to hear about your sick fetishes. You need to either kill the little girl you've got inside now, or get out of here."

"I'll run away if you run away with me."

"You know Draco will slaughter you if you touch me," Amelia said taking a step back from the sick bastard of a man.

Mick shrugged.

"I know you could slaughter me if you wanted to."

"Stop it," she said. "I've come all the way out here because he told me too. He doesn't want you to get caught, so kill the witch and leave!"

"Alright, pussy cat," said Mick with a teasing smile. "I'll get it done."

He turned to walk away, and Serena and Adhara ducked behind the house, but Amelia grabbed his arm and stopped him for a moment.

"None of that sick crap you like," she said. "Killing curse and you're done."

Serena peaked around the corner and saw Mick grab her twin sister and pull her body close against his, his hand firmly on her butt.

"Anything for you, pussy," he said close to her neck. The look on Amelia's face was of pure disgust and she shoved Mick away from her forcefully. For a seventeen year old girl, she had a lot of strength in her. Mick glared at her and grabbed her arms, pulling her against him forcefully.

"Just because you're my little nephew's doesn't mean he'll protect you."

"You said yourself I could protect myself," she hissed. "Get your claws off of me."

"I'd like to dig them into you baby."

"Sick," Serena muttered shaking her head. She looked over her shoulder at Adhara. "We could catch both of them."

Adhara shook her head.

"Wait," she whispered. "Until just before she leaves and he heads for the house. You get him, I'll get her."

"Why do I have to take on the fully grown murderer?"

"Because I'm not going to let your emotions get in the way of catching your twin sister," Adhara snipped. She looked out around the corner. Mick was walking back towards the house and Amelia out across the lawn. "Quick, now!"

"Stupefy!" Serena yelled jumping out from behind the house and pointing her wand at Mick as he was on the door step. He turned sharply, his wand drawn quickly, and blocked her spell. He jumped off the porch, did a summer salt in the grass and sent a stunning spell at Adhara who was running across the grass towards Amelia.

Adhara jumped and slid across the dirt, waving her wand silently at Amelia, who flew backwards twenty feet. She landed in a heap on the grass and Serena cursed in her mind about not using silent spells.

She flicked her wand in Mick's direction as the front door opened, and Mick's victim appeared. Mick blocked Serena's spell again and turned to his dinner date.

"Avada Kedavra!" he shouted to the young woman.

There was no chance for her. She screamed as a flash of green light shoot out of Mick's wand and hit her square in the chest. Her body flew back wards in to the house, and Serena's heart dropped into her stomach. She had failed—the woman was dead.

"Diffindo!" Mick yelled turning to Serena waving his wand four times in different directions at her.

Serena dived back just as, what felt like an invisible blade, jabbed her skin on both of her shoulders and cut down. A sharp pain entered her chest and shot down her torso, her shirt cut open down the center revealing her pale skin. And then the invisible blade cut across her waist, just about her hips. Her shirt was ripped to shreds, and her body was bleeding onto the clothing. She fell backwards in the dirt thinking that she was lucky. If she hadn't jumped back she would have been drawn and quartered.

Mick seemed uninterested in Serena, he probably thought she was dead because he shot a spell at Adhara who had been dueling with Amelia, and sent her flying backwards.

"Get out of here," he snapped at Amelia. Before she could Disapparate, Adhara shot a spell across the field to her, it hit her square in the chest and she went sailing backwards, stunned.

"You little bitch," Mick said waving his wand and disarming Adhara. Not only did her wand go flying across the grass, but so did her switch blade and hip knives. Serena sighed with frustration. Her breath was starting to grow short and her body was throbbing all over. She watched in horror as Mick flicked his wand again and Adhara's body lifted up in front of him.

"I've been dying to see you again Adhara," he said smoothly stroking her cheek. "Do you remember me?"

"I couldn't forget an ugly face like yours Glory," she said lifting her knee into his groin. He fell to his knees and grabbed her switch blade that had landed on the ground next to him, popped it open and slammed it into her thigh. Adhara screamed and fell to the ground in front of him as her injured leg gave.

"I remember you moaning under me—"

"—shut your sick mouth," Adhara snapped.

"Don't want the little girl to hear this?" he cooed putting his wand to her neck. She tilted her head up and glared at him with complete loathing.

"She can hear it," Adhara hissed. "God knows she already knows about it with her track record."

Mick turned and looked at Serena lying on the ground. Serena was so confused; she didn't know Mick and Adhara had a past. As she looked at Mick, and his shaggy blonde hair and dark eyes she wondered if she had seen him before, in a vision before June, or on the street….she was getting dizzy.

"I don't think you would have told her—"

"No," Adhara said. "I'm kind of ashamed of the fact that one of my closest friends and relative turned out to be a sick child molesting bastard like you."

"You liked it—"

"Hate to break it to you Mick," Adhara interrupted. "I wasn't moaning under you, I was screaming."

Mick shrugged.

"Turns me on just the same."

Adhara spit in his face and he smacked her violently, knocking her to the ground. Serena closed her eyes—now she remembered. She had seen a blonde boy hit Adhara like that, in her memories last year when they were studying Occlumency and Legilimency. Adhara had never talked about the blonde boy who had abused her to Serena, but now Serena understood. Adhara was right, she did know Mick—he had hit Adhara in her memories.

So, it wasn't just being a Death Eater and his hatred for muggle borns that had made him so violent towards women. He had been a disgusting bastard from the beginning.

Serena tired to roll over and reach her wand, where she had dropped it, but it hurt incredibly too much to move.

"Amelia said you were coming."

"I heard," Adhara said dully back. "You should have listened to her."

"Oh no," Mick said. "I'm going to enjoying killing you…I wanted to kill you. To be the one that found you and murdered your betraying ass…I wanted to be that person."

"Why, so Voldemort would love you more?"

Serena heard Mick hit Adhara again, and to her surprise, her aunt was laughing.

"Those slaps don't hurt me anymore Mick, I've gotten used to them."

"So I should get more violent with you?" Mick grabbed her head and forced it back, licking her neck.

"By all means," Adhara said frankly. Serena didn't like where the scene was going. Mick was laughing, a horrible haunting laugh that would haunt Serena as she slept for nights to come. She looked over at where Mick was leaning over Adhara's body on the ground and cringed. As she closed her eyes she heard a horrible grunting sound and opened her eyes quickly.

Adhara was holding the switch blade from her thigh, deep into Mick's gut. She turned it violently and shoved him off of her. She jumped up feet first and looked down at his body with a gasp of breath.

"Bastard," she said walking over him quickly to Serena. She dropped down next to her and looked over her body. "You okay?"

"I'll live," Serena whispered. "How bad do they look?"

"They're not very deep. Can you sit up?"

Serena bit her bottom lip so not to cry out in pain as she sat up. Adhara helped her up to her feet and grabbed her wand for her.

"We should get Amelia," Serena said. But as the words left her lips, they turned to see that Amelia's body was gone. Serena cursed bitterly and shook her head.

"She must have recovered from the stun," Adhara said. "Come on, we have to get out of here."

Serena nodded and the two began to walk quickly across the field back towards the woods where they would Apparate.