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The Founder's Call

Chapter One: A Call To Arms

Dumbledore paced the floor of his office thinking. He knew who he wanted to call for help; he needed their help right now but he wasn't sure they would answer the call to arms. This, after all wasn't their fight and they had their own war to win. But she had always said that if he called she would answer.

The only thing was that he knew she might not be in the best frame of mind to offer the kind of help he needed. She'd been badly hurt this time but he knew that he had to try. He hated to pull them into a war that wasn't their own. He hated to do this to them and Courage wasn't the best person to pull into a fight because she was usually the first person to arrive and the last to leave.

Amor had enough trouble keeping her in line as it was. But the situation was dyer and he did need their help. He sighed. Amor would not be impressed. He penned a letter adding a mark that would help Fawkes find her and turned to his ever-faithful Phoenix.

He penned a letter and sealed it both with his seal and with his magical signature. He knew that if he wanted Courage's help then she would want proof that it was truly he sending the call to arms. He was fine with that he knew their reasons for their caution and expected very little else. They didn't have to take part in this battle but they were anyway and for that he would make sure the precautions were taken before contacting them.

"Take this to Andrea." He said gently. "You know the way and make sure she understands." Fawkes took the letter from Dumbledore's fingers and give him an affectionate nip to show that he understood before disappearing in a burst of flame.


Down in the depths of the Earth Fawkes appeared in a ball of flames and a violet-eyed woman looked up at the interruption. Her eyes widened and she whispered, "Fawkes!" She stood and moved round her desk. "What news?" He nudged her neck and she smiled before holding out his leg.

"Does he want a response?" Fawkes lowered his head and chirped an affirmative. "How long can you wait?" Another tone. As long as it takes. She nodded and then said, "I'll be as quick as I can." And hurried from the room.

Andrea, as she was called to those who knew her, hurried down the passageways leading to the library reading Albus Dumbledore's letter. He'd sighed it and charged it with his signature so Courage knew it was him. It gave her a sense of relief that he'd remembered the protocol. But after reading the papers she was determined to get Amor to let her to return to Earth.

She knew that Amor would be reluctant to do so after he last fiasco but she could hardly be blamed for that. She entered the library and yelled, "CONAN!" A guy about six foot five with sandy blond hair and green eyes appeared from behind the book case. "Andrea." She nodded in greeting. "What is it?" "Albus sent word. It's a call to arms."

Conan was at her side in a heartbeat. "Are you going to answer it?" He asked her unnecessarily because he already knew the answer. "Of course." Andrea said sounding offended that he would even think anything else. "But…" "But you want me to come with you so Amor won't think you're going to deliberately kill yourself." Conan supplied.

"Not the wording I would have used but in a word, yeah." Andrea shrugged. "Come on Conan, I have to do this, you know you love me." Andrea pouted and Conan laughed. "You knew I'd do it for you anyway darling. Who else is going to get you past Amor."

Andrea grinned. "Hey, they're you're descendants. I'm simply answering the call because I can." "That's not the problem. You have no problem answering the call the problem comes when we want you to leave." Andrea shrugged she was well aware she had a problem walking away.

It was built into her genetic make-up it wasn't actually something she could help. But still that was the problem when it came to answering to Amor. She would have to prove she at least try not to die.

They walked through the halls towards Amor's office discussing the details of the letter. Dumbledore described Voldemort's recent movements and how he had become more violent in the past year and he feared for the survival of the Light and he needed Andrea and her men, should she need to call on them, to give the Order a breather.

But that was not what had caught their eye. Dumbledore mentioned the Founder's Call. Both Andrea and Conan remembered the last one vividly. That was the last time they had intercepted in a war that wasn't their own and it looked like they were about to do it again.

"Are you sure this is what you want?" Conan asked for about the fifth time. "Yes!" Andrea snapped. "It's the only thing I know Conan I have nothing else without him." She felt tears pricking her eyes and looked away. Conan touched her shoulder sympathetically while ignoring the tears.

Conan went to knock on the door but Andrea didn't bother waiting opening the door and going in. Amor, the leader of the Fallen and technically their queen although with Andrea being joint leader Conan supposed Andrea was exempt although in the long ago time when The Fallen where not the Fallen and the Seven were one Andrea had always been both Amor and Avak's favourite. Their best friend and confidant.

For Amor it hadn't changed. For Avak it would never be the same. Amor was sat at her desk her blond hair, pale skin and ice-blue eyes a stark contrast against the black dress she was wearing.

She was absently stroking a golden feather and looked up as they entered. She put the feather down and said, "Is there any reason my private time is being interrupted?" "Yeah." Andrea said, as ever straight to the point.

"I'm leaving." Amor's eyes widened but she simply looked at Andrea and said, "Oh you are, are you?" "Yeah." Andrea said. "Albus Dumbledore as sent a call to arms I aim to answer it. The Witches and wizards are Conan's people I not leave them in their time of need."

Amor smiled. "Andrea even if I wanted to I could never make you do anything of the sort. But I just worry going to Earth this soon will not be good for you." "Amor I'm not going to look for him. I'm going to keep a promise. They're in danger I can't stay here while I know I can help you know that."

Amor sighed. "I know. I just wish I could at least space out your battles it would make me worry less." Andrea smiled. "Is that a yes then?" "You expected anything less?" Amor shot back good-naturedly. And then she smiled. "And since when do you need my permission to do anything?"

"I don't but you did ban me from going to Earth for at least a century because you thought I'd kill myself again. It's only been fifty years, I thought I'd better check."

"Conan please tell me that you'll go with me to spare me the heart transplants." Conan smiled. "Of course." "Okay that's something I have to be thankful for."

Amor looked at Andrea. "Keep in touch with me and call if you need us okay?" Andrea nodded. "Of course."

She looked down at the letter and charged it with her signature. She then whistled and Fawkes sauntered into the room. He landed on Andrea's shoulder and nuzzled her cheek. She laughed softly and petted his head.

"Take this to Dumbledore we shouldn't be long behind you." She tied her charged reply to Fawkes leg and he left her shoulder and was gone in a burst of flames.

Andrea turned and looked at Amor. "I promise I will not turn this into a suicide mission ok?" "You do and Conan will bring your arse straight back here so don't mess it up." Andrea had the decientcy to look abashed.

"I never mean to do it you know." Amor rolled her eyes. "That doesn't make me feel any better get the hell out of here." Andrea smiled. "You know it's for the best." "Yeah but I'm also losing one of my leaders for the foreseeable future."

"I'm a call away. Truth and Freedom Amor." Andrea said as she was leaving. "Freedom and Truth Andrea be careful." Andrea winked and was gone.

Conan turned to Amor. "I won't let anything happen to her." "I know. I just have a funny feeling that while she's on Earth Calum might turn up." Conan's eyes went wide. "We've heard nothing from Calum for almost two centuries. I think Andrea has given up hope of ever finding him."

Amor shook her head. "No. She's given up hope because this time she was the one that sent him there." Conan nodded. He understood perfectly. He remembered that day vividly all of the Fallen did.

"She did what few of us will ever have to do and few of us would ever have the courage to do." Amor said remembering her best friend's despair after the event.

"She truly lived up to her name sake that day. I don't want it all to have been in vain. If there is even a whisper of trouble I want to know about it Conan. I worry about her. She's not the same best friend I once had and she needs all the help she can get to find her way back again."

Conan nodded. "You have my word Amor. Freedom and Truth." He left the room and Amor turned back to her feather. She only wished that she had not made a mistake in letting Andrea answer that call.

Andrea hurried to her quarters and hurried picked up a small travel bag with her few things in for long journeys. She packed her quiver full of arrows and shouldered her bow. She pulled out her sword.

Blue Fire was the most powerful sword she had ever had and it was her most prized possession. It had helped her in more than a few battles that one. She looked at it and a sky blue shine ran through it she saw that shine and a single tear fell down her cheek.

She swiped the tear away and sheathed her sword angrily making sure it was secure at her waist. She was ready to go she just had two stops to make before she left the Crystal Realm.

The first was two see her second in command in the Armies Airell. Airell was the only other real warrior in the Fallen and the one the Army automatically fell too should Andrea disappear. She was the commander of the Army but since she would be gone for the foreseeable future she thought she better let him know.

She walked through the Crystal Realm as he contacted her. "Your Men will be fine Andrea." He said knowing what she was about to say. "I'll call you if I need you." "Do you want me to go over the plan?" Andrea asked.

Airell chuckled. "Honestly? No. I'm kinda busy right now." Andrea smiled. "Tell Lavena I love her and I'll see her soon." Andrea felt him smile. "She says she loves you too. See you soon. Freedom and Truth Andrea be safe."

"I will Freedom and Truth." They disconnected. She turned felt through the various bonds she had with her men and connected to the only other Angel she wanted to say goodbye too.

He was in the training field so she used her wings and appeared in front of him. She landed with her wings wrapped herself and when she opened them again Lucius was on one knee. "My Lady."

Andrea rolled her eyes. "When you stop this stupidity Lucius?" She asked her most trusted general. "You may not like it but you will be treated as one of your station my Lady we respect you too much to do anything else."

Andrea rolled her eyes. "Lucius I haven't got time for this. I'm leaving the Crystal Realm you're in charge of the armies in battle until I return is that clear?" Lucius' eyes became round. "Have you found Lord Calum Lady?"

Andrea's eyes became sad. "No. I have not. I am answering a call to arms on Earth." Lucius was attentive and said nothing more of Calum and for that Andrea was grateful she couldn't think of him right now.

"You are under the command of Airell now is that understood?" Lucius nodded and bowed again. "Yes my lady." Andrea smiled and hugged Lucius loosely. "If you need me call and I shall answer."

Lucius bowed and then Andrea turned and started to walk away. She heard the shift in the air and the whoosh of something moving through the air and spun and caught the blade in her hand.

"Your wrist needs to snap. Honestly Lucius, my best general." She smiled winked and threw the blade back again. Lucius caught it without blinking an eyelid and saluted her with it.

He took her gentle teasing with ease. He knew he was her most trusted General and he knew she was pleased with his work on the battlefield but he also knew there was always room for improvement and turned to the targets set about a football field away and started practicing target practice.

One could never have too much practice.

Andrea used her wings and ended up in the library where Conan was collecting the last of his things. "Ready Andrea?" He winked. "Of course." Andrea said. "The only thing I really need is Blue Fire." Conan rolled his eyes. "A situation cannot always be resolved by a sword Andrea."

Conan watched as her eyes flashed and he winced. He hadn't meant it that way. He hadn't meant to remind her of him. "Sorry." He said gently. She brushed off the apology. "Fine. It's fine. Anyway you're right. I just like having her with me. Things may not always be resolved but often the threat can be enough." She grinned.

Conan had to smile. She was right. But in their case it was often the threat of going up against Andrea herself. After all she was the Crystal Realm's best warrior no matter what the Archangels said.

"Come on Conan I haven't got all day you want to see Dumbledore today right?" She teased. Conan slung his travel bag over his shoulder. "Yes. I do. Come on." He winked and with a blaze of ivory feathers he was gone.

Andrea shook her head and then seconds later landed in Dumbledore's office.

Dumbledore smiled as the two figures landed their violet and ivory wings wrapped round their bodies.

Andrea and Conan revealed themselves before the one that had called them and offered a boy. Dumbledore stood and bowed in return. "It is good to see you both." Conan straightened and put his hand on the shoulder of one of his direct descendants. "You called us Albus?" Conan asked quietly.

"Actually I called Courage." He smiled and winked at Andrea who smiled and winked back. Conan rolled his eyes. "Courage needs a chaperone. Amor will kill me if she gets herself killed." "I manage on a battlefield fine without your help Knowledge." Andrea said annoyed.

Conan smiled and then went still. "The children are back at school?" He asked. Dumbledore nodded his head wearily. "Then are they so few?" "Because the war is causing panic among our people and the parents are afraid to send their children back to school."

Conan nodded looking sad. "So tell me my son, why have you called us here?" "The Founders Call." Dumbledore said by way of explanation.

Andrea and Conan's eyes went round and very big. "He's back?" Andrea asked. "Of course." Dumbledore said. "I know you have your own war to fight but Andrea I need your help. He needs training and he needs protecting I have done what I can but now this is His War and he needs to know how to fight it."

Andrea nodded. "Do you want help with the Order Of The Phoenix?" She asked knowing that the resistance would need organising she could feel the Hope and the Courage wavering in the air around her and it made her feel weak.

"Yes but next to training him The Order is a second priority you know what is at stake Andrea." She nodded. She did. Too right she did. The last time this had happened it hadn't gone exactly the way it was meant too.

"How do I get him to trust me?" She asked. "You tell him the truth." Dumbledore said gently.

"WHAT?" Andrea and Conan said together. Conan was all for truth but in this instance he really didn't think it was a good idea. "Dumbledore I really advise against this."

"Well," Andrea said crossing her arms across her chest. "I can see that conversation going brilliantly. Who are you? Well I was once part of The Seven, Time's, He's the Ultimate Creator in my own World Crystal World, Elite Angels I was the Commander of his Armies and his favourite. But I witnessed an act of cowardice during a battle and pulled out. When I got back home I found out my best Friend, Amor, She was Time's Left Hand, was creating a resistance against Time's reign with her mate and I joined it becoming the commander of the armies of the resistance."

She looked at Dumbledore. "Oh wait! I'm not finished yet. Listen to this, where was I? Oh yeah then I was put on death row for making the whole of my battalion and more deflect. Then Amor's Mate was killed and mine was captured and a full-scale war broke out. Eventually we came to an easy truce and we were banished to our domain known commonly as Hell and became the Fallen."

She looked at Dumbledore. "Yeah I'm sure Ethan will take that brilliantly. Considering we're the ones that are considered evil."

"His name is not Ethan now Andrea and you will tell him because he deserves to know who he is fighting with. You will explain about your heritage and more importantly." Dumbledore looked at her with his unwavering Blue gaze. "What you are." Andrea looked at Conan. "I don't like this idea." Conan shrugged. "It's the best way to get Him to trust you." "I said I didn't like it not that I wouldn't do it." Andrea huffed.

"When do I meet with him?"

At that moment there was a knock on the door and the door was pulled back to reveal a tall boy about 6"0 with scruffy black hair, green eyes and glasses.

"Right now." Dumbledore said his eyes twinkling. Andrea looked at her friend and to Conan and wondered why she had accepted the Call to Arms afterall.