Chapter 2- Recruits

Hunter watched in amazement as a town house complex stretched out to reveal another house in the middle of it. No mortal noticed the movement or cared. He rushed into the doors of the newly revealed house only to hear familiar voiced. "We need to act now! His numbers are growing!"

"We are trying, but we need more information!"

He felt hands pushed him to the side. Lazy eye and all the others walked past him and into a room. Mrs. Jericsley came out and hugged Hunter. "Oh it's good to see you are ok. Dinner is going to be late, up stairs you go. We'll see you after the meeting" she said.

Hunter tried to convince her in letting him stay, yet it was no use, he found his legs had already carried him half way up the steps. He walked slower, as he heard a dreaded, old voice. "My master would be so upset to know her house has become tainted. Dirtbloods and all!" Peering though the banister, he saw a very old house elf. It stared at him bitterly as he went off and polished the frames on the wall. So many pictures hung before him, all baring snob looks and disgust at him. "What a waste of talent, he's not even pure blood!" claimed one.

Hunter however, knew how to handle it. Helmsley soon joined his side and he pointed to the picture. "I think you know my good, scaly friend" the painting was reduced to ashes in seconds. The other paintings gasped in horror. "I got a dragon, and ain't afraid to use it, so shut your hole or you won't be having one to speak out of!" Hunter yelled to them. His voice got the attention of Stephoine and Chris. The rushed out and brought him into an empty room.

"Oh Hunter, you're safe!" cried Stephoine.

"Yeah, what the hell is with you two? Not a word came from either one of you all summer! You made me promise to write Stephoine!"

"We would have told you, honest man. But Darcodorf made us promise… you know how touchy he can be" Chris explained.

Hunter failed to see why Darcodorf wouldn't tell him a damn thing. "This sucks! I fight off Vincemort, I saw him come back and I saw Lashley get… you know what, screw it. I don't care to know right now."

Hunter jumped when Edge and Christian came from behind him out of nowhere! "So you wanna hear what's going on! Follow us!"

They went to the stair where Edge pulled out a pair of ears from his pocket. It stretched downward to the meeting door as he other he kept in hand. They could hear crystal clear until interference came from it… Stephoine's cat found a new toy.

"Beat it you cat! Shoo! Scat!" Chris called out. Yet the cat was more amused batting around the ear, it grabbed onto it and tore the ear off. "I hate your cat Steph" Chris uttered just as Hunter heard some strange voices.

"Did you hear Professor Spark?" Hunter asked.

"Yeah, he's a reformed dead eater. He works from the Ministry" Chris explained.

The door soon opened. They were called down for dinner. Hunter was the first down the steps. Edge and Christian followed by teleporting behind their mother.

"FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, JUST BECAUSE YOU CAN USE MAGIC DOESN'T MEAN YOU WHIP IT OUT ALL THE TIME!"

Hunter was just able to peer into the room and saw him… HBK… Shawn Michaels. "My look who it is!" he said with great excitement.

"Shawn!" The two embraces as Professor Nash stood behind them.

"I think you ought to be introduced to the Klique." Professor Nash explained. He introduced Hunter's escorts first. Lazy eye, Ron Simmons, The chick who can change her hair was named Stacy. One of the more stern looking men by the name of Kevin Thorn, Layla Hex, and a foreign man by the name of Jimmy Wang Yang.

"Uh… what is he exactly?" Hunter whispered as he pointed to Mr. Yang.

Nash's shoulder shrugged. "Hell, not even we know! But we are in need of recruits"

Hunter could only smile and nod; however his eyes came to another familiar face, Kane, and his new girlfriend Mel. They sat as if they had been in the room all along. Nash himself even jumped at the sight of them. "When the hell did you two arrive?"

"They have been in the room since the meeting started. Yet by orders are to remain… hidden," Thorn muttered in a low tone. Hunter assumed that guy was a former Dead eater as well, however he did not have mark. He was just like Darcodorf.

"By orders we are, for you never know for certain as to who walks through the door. It could be friend… or foe…" Kane said with a grin. "But hell with that, we're hungry!"

In the dining room

Edge sneered at Stephoine's cat. The new earpiece he had just made no longer picked up any sound… that is not unless you want to hear what a cat's gut sounds like. The table was in deep conversation, however Hunter over heard Thorn speaking with Layla over the recent articles in the sorcerer's new paper. "What articles?" he asked aloud.

"Show him… he would be seeing them soon enough" Lazy Eye ordered.

Mr. Jericsley gave Hunter a paper; it claimed that Hunter was a liar about Vincemort's return. "What's a load of crap! Why are they saying it's a lie?"

"Well, we learned that Mick… the man believed to have been in charge of the Magical Corporation…. Is in fact NOT in charge, he was covering for Mr. O'Rilious. The man believes nothing but his own words. He takes only his side, and he believes Vincemort has not returned. He thinks Darcodorf is after his job." Mr. Jericsley explained.

Kane snorted in laughter to the idea. "If Darcodorf wanted his job, it would have been his ages ago! Besides, the man thinks the disappearances are just lost sorcerers on vacation… if you wanna make someone disappear, I know how to do that more properly than Vincemort!… that is… if I were to ever… in which I haven't" he explained.

"But why take it out on me?" Hunter asked.

"Not just you, Darcodorf as well. You see, we believe Vincemort is building up his army again, this happened just like the last time. But he recruits more than just those of magical powers. Dark creatures as well are beginning to join his ranks." Shawn explained.

Hunter looked to the table; all have nodded their head in agreement to the statement. "We have been recruiting as well, it's hard to find good help these days"

"We think Vincemort is after something he didn't have before…"

"ENOUGH! He doesn't need to hear anymore. If he does you might as well just bring him into the Ministry!" yelled Mrs. Jericsley.

"Ok, fine! If Vincemort is building up an army, I want to fight!" Hunter called. The table was silent, yet he did get a wink from Shawn, as if he knew he was going to say such a thing. However, Hunter wouldn't learn anymore about Vincemort tonight. Mrs. Jericsley made sure of that. Instead she ordered him off to bed. He had a hearing tomorrow before Minister O'Rilious himself, to determine he is to return to Ringwarts this year.

Hunter didn't have a restful sleep that night; he kept having odd dreams that didn't make sense. Yet Vincemort's voice rung in his ears, calling his name, it forced Hunter awake in a cold sweat. He looked about the room to ensure he was still in Shawn's house… thankfully he was. Helmsley slept on his legs, only to wake noticing his master was up. Concern filled his dragon eyes. Hunter only patted his head. "Go back to bed bud, I'm no sleeping beauty I know" His dragon reluctantly closed his eyes and went back to sleep.

Hunter tried to as well, but the voice of Vincemort, kept him awake most of the night.