Over the next month Scorp had bonded with Ryan and his mother, Claire.

He was sympathetic with Ryan who had lost his father to the Hunters, telling Ryan that he to had lost his father. It was only half a lie. Scorp never had a father to begin with.

Once he had started to trust Scorp, Ryan had introduced him to the rebels. A group of wizard children all aged 11 to 18 who were planning on fighting back. The adults refused, saying that the muggles would soon forget and move on with their lives.

The leader of this group was a girl named Ann. Ann was fourteen and had the most troubled eyes Scorp ever seen. They were a blue-grey but that wasn't it. There was something about the way they looked at him, something about the way they looked at everything, that told Scorp that those eyes had seen some horrible things.

He had been right, of course. The Hunters, right in front of her, had killed Ann's parents and she had almost died as well if it hadn't been for Claire, who had stunned the Hunters at the last minute.

After Scorp had discovered this he had asked Clair why she hadn't just killed them. She had stared at him curiously and simply stated that it was not her way.

But the rebels had made plans to draw the Hunters out and that night they would execute these plans.

When the Hunters had killed the Minister the entire Ministry had scattered and the Hunters had discovered what lay in side the Ministry. They now managed the floo network which was the way the Jamaican children got to their wizarding school and they monitored the sky with a thing called a radar. The children were trapped, unable to get back to Salem Academy, their school.

The Hunters also found the tags on underage wizards, which kept them from performing magic and using their own science they had created a machine that could sense any magic, performed on the island.

Because of that there was a simple plan. Two of the rebels would perform some charms, the hunters would come and the rebels would attack. Easy peasy.

So in the dead of night Ryan and Scorp crept out of the house and ran down the streets meeting Ann and the others in the market square.

Ann grinned at all of them, "Our decoys are in place. Find the spot you were assigned yesterday and ready your wands. Do not perform any magic before the Hunters arrive and remember to pull down your masks."

Scorp gripped his plain white mask tightly. Because they couldn't use magic, and using pollyjuice potion would incriminate someone else, leading to their death, the rebels were using masks instead. If the plan failed they would not be recognised.

From what few sightings of the Hunters Ann had gathered they wore black pants and black sleeveless tops. The Hunters were arrogant and they believed that they would always kill their victim so they never wore masks. That was the good thing if the plan failed, they would know who the Hunters were.

Scorp felt reassured in the fact that there couldn't be too many magic resistant muggles in one place. Only eight different people had been numbered and no more. It was a reassuring to know the rebels out numbered them.

Scorp crept away with Ryan and they both hid in the their spots. Ryan behind a car parked on the block and Scorp just out view behind a hedge wall.

Once everyone was in place the decoys came out and pulled put their wands.

They pointed them at some rubbish bins and yelled, "Reducto!"

The rubbish bins exploded and everyone held their breaths. Muggles had no quick way of getting there for at least a few minutes so the decoys continued to blow things up.

Oddly enough none of the other muggles in the area came to investigate the noise, choosing to stay out danger in case it was the 'serial killer'.

A minute and a half passed and Scorp was wondering if Ryan and his mates weren't having a go at him. Lying about the whole thing.

Then suddenly a car turned slowly into the street. Seeing the decoys it stopped and two men stepped out. They pulled out some black sticks. The first man, a tall beared man, had a smaller one while the other man, who was slightly shorter carried a rather large one.

"Spawn of Satan! The wrath of God shall be delivered unto you this night!" roared the first man.

A few metres away Scorp heard Ryan gasped, recognising the man's voice, "Oh Merlin its Mr Gordon! I knew he was grouchy but this is insane!"

There was a click from the sticks and the two men aimed at the decoys who had pointed their wands at the Hunters.

The decoys yelled out their spells before the men had a chance to attack, "Expelliarmus!"

The sticks flew out of the men's hands. Scorp knew this was the single. Once the men were disarmed everyone was suppose to run out.

Scorp held his wand ready and at Ann's cry he ran out followed by everyone else. Realising their danger the two men ran back to their car. The other man, who Scorp recognised as Larry Hamilton who owned the local deli made it to the car first. Scorp realised they were going to loose both of them and he yelled out, "Petrificus Totalus!" the spell hit Mr Gordon in the back snapping his arms and legs together. Mr Gordon fell face forward onto the ground.

Ignoring his fallen comrade Larry jumped into the car narrowly avoiding a spell cast by Ann and he drove off quickly.

The twenty children all gathered around Mr Gordon and Ann smiled at Scorp, 'Thankyou Scorp. Now kiddies, let me handle this guy. He won't be a threat to us every again."

She raised he wand, malice in her eyes, 'Avada-"

"WAIT!" yelled Scorp.

Everyone stared at him.

"What?" snapped Ann.

Scorp grabbled around for a reason. He hadn't wanted Ann to kill him. He knew it would bring her one step closer to darkness. He racked his brain.

"Well… We can get information on him! I know Cla-," he looked down at Mr Gordon and lowered his voice to a whisper.

"His," he pointed to Ryan in a way Gordon couldn't see, "you-know-what has Veritaserum at the hut. We can get information from him."
Ann nodded, the anger slipping from her eyes, "Good idea. Everyone. Blind fold him, plug his ears and someone levitate him. Not that he's going to live much longer."

So they did. Jonathon and Maria covered Gordon up and levitated him all the way to Ryan's place. They were carefully not to wake Claire, who didn't approve of the rebels so they weren't to the shed out side and placed a silencing charm around it. Ryan ran inside and grabbed a bottle of Veritaserum.

Ann poured three drops into Gordon's mouth and took up the earplugs, leaving his eyes covered.

She coughed and changed her voice to deep and husky.

"How many people are aware of wizards?"

Gordon ground his teeth and then said, "Ten."

"What are their names?"

"Larry Hamilton, Sheryl Jackson, Nathan Ranaldi, Clarence Morgan, Aaron Blake, Fiona White, Nina Byrne, Nick Thomson."

"That's only eight, then there's you. Who's the tenth?"

"Dunno. No one knows."

"Where do you meet?"

"Different each time."

"Where's all your equipment?"

"Dunno. Tenth handles everything."

"Why haven't you told everyone about wizards?"

"Tenth said not too. The time wasn't right."

Ann straightened up, "Ok everyone can leave now. I'll deal with him."

The other kids followed her order and started to leave, but Scorp remained rooted to the spot.

"Scorp come on," pleaded Ryan.

He ignored him, "Ann you don't have to kill him."

She glared at him, "Yes. Yes I do."

Ryan grabbed Scorp's arm and dragged him out of the shed. Once they were back at the house they stopped and looked back at the shed.

The silencing charm was still in place so they did no hear Ann say the spell but they both knew what was going on when the shed shone with brilliant green light.

Scorp gulped and then turned to Ryan, "How come the killing curse works on the muggles with resistance to magic?"

Ryan shrugged, "I don't know. I guess there's no escaping death."

He turned and walked back into the house leaving Scorp to watch the shed.

Moments later Ann came out of the shed levitating Gordon's body. She walked down the beach and walked away from Ryan house.

Controlling it perfectly she flung Gordon out to sea and then walked up the banks.

Scorp caught a glimpse of her eyes in the moonlight.

They were greyer than ever and for the first time Scorp saw them as a glass filling up

with every evil thing Ann had ever seen.

It scared him to know that that glass was almost filled, and he didn't want to know what would happen when it was full.

A/N: Hello. I hope you enjoyed that one, although it was a bit emo. I have nothing really to say so; Next Chapter: We're the same.