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Does anyone have any ideas. I have most of this story planned out in my head, but I am open to ideas.
Chapter 3
Keith
They came up with a plan that should work. If they were lucky.
They knock out a three people in an ally and stash the bodies. They'd then, impersonate them with a potion.
They'd go in there. Dylan would watch them from the shadows. I'd watch from here.
If they got spotted, or a battle went on, then the others would come out from where they were hiding, in a secret passageway.
Jake would tell what is going on with the use of the cameras.
I saw them take the people out. One got stunned and two got sick. Not the best idea.
Shawn
I pulled into the parking garage, near the entrance of the ministry.
The van I was in wasn't horrible. Not the fastest, but pretty good.
"You gotta pay in advance." The attendant said.
"How much is it?" I asked him. I wasn't best at conversion rate. The only reason I had a clue, was because I had bought Minecraft, and I had to convert that to dollars.
"It's five pounds." The guy said.
I paid him and parked. I parked it and waited.
" We got separated." Harry said.
" Wait. What?" Jake said.
"In an elevator, Hermione and Ron got called away in the Elevator."He continued. "Hermione was taken to the court rooms and Ron was sent to Yaxely's office."
"Crap." Dakota said. " Dylan, go down to the court rooms and find what you can. We don't have any cameras down there. Too much interference."
"I'm on my way." Dylan said.
"Shawn and Keith, stay where you are. Get ready to hatch tactical retreat, otherwise known as running away, but manlier."
I laughed at that.
"Good old fashion Red Vs. Blue. So... why are we here." I said.
He laughed.
Dylan
While they were joking, I was checking out the court room. I tried.
When I was on the floor I just felt horror.
The air smelled of ash. And flesh. Rotting.
I snapped back into reality. It was cold.
I had a task. I was going to do it.
"She has an eye in her office. It's. Oh god. It's Mad eye's"
"Do what you have to. Make a duplicate." Ana said.
"I can't enter the courtroom. I hear some girl threatening people." I said. I'm not entering it.
"Umbridge. I'll get down there. She must have the locket." He said. I'll get down there.
Alex
"Our Cover's blown! We need reinforcements." Harry said.
We all ran from the passage we were at. It was an old escape exit to the ministry.
"Stop. Throw your wands on the floor and put your hands up." A leader of a group of hit wizards said.
We heard how the majority of the Auror corps and deserted them. That means I wouldn't feel bad.
We opened fire.
Dakota asked over the intercom, "How's it outside, Keith?"
"It looks like the Wizards are surrounding the entrance. They have their wands out." Keith said.
"Jake. See if you can get into some abandoned spy satellite. Make sure it has a camera." Dakota said. You have to hand it to him, not many people would think of that.
Dylan
"Austin, go up to the entrance. It looks like they're gonna ambush us. Give them a few grenade." Dakota said. "Dylan. Go ahead. Get to the lobby area of ministry and check out what's up there."
So I went up. I came to the elevator and stopped.
How the heck to sneak up a building, while everyone is looking for people and going down lifts and running down stairs.
I then had the worst idea of my life. I'd go through the elevator shaft.
I was proud of the fact that I had obtained muscles. In the beginning of the zombie uprising, I had no upper body strength. By the end, I was strong enough to go parkour.
So I was climbing the ladder. Why wizards had a ladder in an elevator shaft confused me. Couldn't they just levitate up.
Anyway, the lift was on the bottom and I was climbing the ladder.
I told myself not to look down. Seeing a pit that appears never ending isn't the best thing.
Then I looked down. The lift was rising.
I panicked. I climbed up real fast.
I was at the top of the elevator shaft.
I was about to be crushed. The people who made it must have powered it with magic. There were no cords.
It was getting really close. I then had an idea.
I lept across the shaft and caught the ledge. I was at the top and there was about a three inch gap of floor.
I looked down and the lift was getting closer.
I pushed the lift opening hard.
It began to creak open.
I looked down. The lift was getting closer.
The lift entrance was trying to go down.
I took a crossbow out of my bag and put it on the floor. I forced the entrance up again, and up the crossbow in.
I climbed up and rolled out of the entrance.
Then it opened. Right there was the minster of magic.
Dakota
This was not how I expected. I thought it was a stun Umbitch, grab the locket, and get rid of the evidence.
Somebody must have screwed up.
Now we were fighting.
I ducked into an empty office.
Right now we had Harry, Hermione, myself, Alex, Ana, and Dillan.
I had my favorite gun. My bolt action rifle.
The gun has come a long way.
Originally it was a broken gun I threw in the car during the zombie attacks.
Keith had fixed the thing. It turns out it was an old Korean rifle. It fired a pretty big bullet.
First I had engraved it. Pictures and words. Elegant lines.
The attachments for it would often change. If we far away, I'd get a scope. If we were in a close quarters, I'd get a bayonet. If it was big, I'd get an underbarrel grenade launcher.
Today I had a bayonet.
We also happened to be flanked. Death Eaters appeared behind us.
"Can you guys clear some breathing room?" Hermione asked.
The fact is, the other wizards liked to stay behind cover and shoot the occasional spell.
I then decided, fuck it. Those guy behind us were getting closer.
I charged.
I pointed the bayonet at them and ran down the hall.
The guy behind cover was impaled with the bayonet. My finger pulled the trigger as the guy cringed in pain.
Then the wizard next to me fired a killing curse. I twisted back to avoid an untimely death.
I pulled out a revolver from my left holster and fired three shots into his lungs.
Dillan
I watched as Dakota got us a bit more room. The problem was, they were replaced with more people.
We wouldn't be able to get out.
"Hey capitalists," Dylan said. That was a thing about Dylan, he loved capitalism and hated communists. Our wealth confused him. We shared the money, but we had our own social class. He was weird.
"Yeah."Dakota said into our communication system.
"Your not gonna be mad bro. Right." Dylan said.
"What the fuck is it?"Dakota asked, probably mad his brother wouldn't get to the point.
"I have good and bad news."He began. "I lost my stealth."
"Tell me the good news, or I'm gonna be fucking pissed." I heard him say.
"Yeah. What is it?" I asked, curious.
"I might have taken the minister of magic hostage." He said.
"I thought you were the one who was half deaf." Dakota said.
"Your fucking shitin' me." Dan said. That's another thing, how long does it take to get into battle.
"Yeah. They're not gonna seal the exits and they're keeping their distance. Hurry up."Dylan said. "Plus, he'd make a pretty good ransom.
Narrator
Voldemort was mad. One of his death eaters had been taken hostage, and that on just happened to be the one that was the minister.
He wasn't gonna lie to himself, if Thicknesse died, it would be five bitches and a half to fix. Most of his power in the ministry came from that man.
He was one of the few death eaters that were charismatic enough to attain that position.
He could just have a coup, but that would stop the confusion effect. That was too valuable of a tactic.
He would have to use the actual election to gain that position.
The most charismatic Death Eater was Malfoy. However, the fact he was beaten by Potter and got the Malfoy name smirched didn't help.
He'd either have to make sure he either kept those people happy, or find a new minister.
