Disclaimer: This is a work of fan fiction I am getting nothing for this. J.K.R. owns the Harry Potter franchise. If I owned it, Harry would be a man, and not a little girl.
Chapter 4
Minerva came back in to the room with a bottle of firewhiskey in one hand and two glasses in the other. She set them on the table and poured the reddish, amber colored liquid it to the glasses and handed one to Harry, he looked down at his glass with a raised eyebrow.
"Some times it's easier to remember something painful if you're a little bit sauced." she explained.
Harry raised his glass "To my men," Harry gulped his drink down and poured another. "I should have seen it coming, the signs were all there. We should have never let that little ferret live. I knew that letting him live… I had him. We raided Malfoy Manor in the summer 2002 and he was there, all I had to do was pull the trigger, but Instead I tossed a stun grenade in to the room and shut the door."
"What is a stun grenade, and Why didn't you do it?" she asked confused.
"A stun grenade is a clear glass ball with an unbreakable charm on it that holds a powerful stunning spell. When you want to use it you deactivate the unbreakable charm on it by thumb print and throw it at your enemy. The glass breaks and any one in an 8 foot radius gets stunned. As to why I didn't kill him, I don't know. I just don't know. He was standing there in his pj's looking shocked that we were in his house. We captured the family and the Death Eaters staying there. We then swept the house for danger and called in the curse breakers to find anything dark. They found a hidden door that led to a dungeon and ten Muggle girls ages 8-16 that had been kept down there as party favors." he said in disgust.
"After we got back to The Farm we interrogated them and found out that Narcissa and Draco were not marked Death Eaters. They played along because they feared Lucy. They each got time in prison, Narcissa got 10 years. Draco got 20 years. And we forgot about them. Then years later Draco started the prep work for the strike against us, the moves were so small that no one figured it out until it was over. First one of the wizards from team 4 went missing after months of no contact, they replaced him. Then months later the Queen's Advisor of Magic died in his sleep. Then a month later 200lbs of C4 went missing over a 3 month period, from the ammo bunker, we figured some rookies took it to have some fun blowing stuff up. Then we get a call from the Queen's Advisor saying that Prince Henry was abducted on a trip to Iran for a peace talk by a military group, and that the Iranian government "had no involvement" I was told that this was a one man black mission. Meaning I was to go in alone and kill everyone, no one was to know I was their. I rushed into action gathering a team because I had a gut feeling that if I went in alone I was not coming back.
Flashback
Wednesday September 25, 2035
Local Time 02:13AM
Location 90,000ft above Middle East air space
Harry sat on a couch, in the converted private 727, dressed in all black. He was trying to tune out the sound of nine hybrids around him but he was failing miserably. Echo, the tall, thin man sitting across from him was sharpening a 18 inch ninja sword. Charlie the short, stocky man was sitting at a table hitting on Foxtrot the tall, curvy, red head. Delta the most average looking man on the planet was sitting cross legged on the floor with his back against the wall listening to his iPod really loud. Juliet the leggy, blonde was typing hard on her laptop sitting next to him. Kilo the tiny girl was banging potions bottles and medical supplies around in a duffle bag. Romeo and Tango, the short male and female fraternal twins born in Spain, were having an argument over guns and ammunition. To Harry this all sounded like a train wreck of insanity, but when Mike and Victor two, huge, hulking men started to fist fight over a video game controller he snapped.
"IF YOU DON"T STOP FIGHTING OVER THAT GAME, YOU WONT HAVE TO WORRY ABOUT THE ENEMY, I'LL KILL YOU MYSELF!" He then got off the couch, and stormed into the bathroom.
"What's the Boss's problem?" asked Victor
"He has a bad feeling about this mission, and you know how he is this time of the year." said Juliet. Everyone nodded, if any one would know what was wrong with the boss, it was Juliet. She had been a member of his team for thirty years and had been on countless missions with him. They knew that the commander gets depressed in the middle of September.
In the bathroom Harry splashed cold water on his face. He could hear what Juliet said and she was right. It was scary how well she could read his moods, but after thirty years that was to be expected. She had been a member of his team so long that she only responded to Juliet, her code name. In Harry's unit everyone was assigned a letter and the phonetic pronunciation of that letter was your code name. There had only been one other Juliet in his unit and she died taking a killing curse for the Minister of Magic, Amelia Bones, fired by a Death Eater in 2004. Anyone that has lived through ten years under his command had the option of retirement or leading their own team. Three times she had been given that option and three times she had declined. When he asked her why she wanted to stay with his team she just said, "You would kill any other data annalist working for you. I know your mood swings so I know when I can bore you with the details of a mission and when you just want me to shut up, sir."
The problem is she is right, he was feeling off about this mission. For the first time in a long time he had that bad feeling in the pit of his stomach. He didn't know if it was the time of the year that caused it, or the mission. What ever the case, he was not taking any chances out there tonight. If the shit hit the fan he was giving the fall back order. He walked out of the bathroom, and looked at all the faces of his group looking back at him.
"Look I have a bad feeling about tonight people. If shit gets too crazy out there I want you to fall back, and smoke jump to the plane. I know we are known for never retreating and always getting the job done, but the last time I had a feeling like this I walked into a trap that cost me the only woman I ever loved. You know I am not one for superstition but if things get bad out there get back to the plane. This is a preemptive fall back order, if I call it out there you get your asses out of the fire. You got me?" Making eye contact with everyone he got nods all around.
"Now people, since I have your attention let's go over this one more time. What do we know?" Juliet stepped forwards
"We know that the Prince is alive and being held in a warehouse in what looks like a small military base. We know that he is being held by muggles as his magical tracker is still active. We know that this is a code black mission and if we are captured the ministry will cut ties to us and we are on are own. Code black also means we leave no one alive."
"Good," Harry took over again "Now the plan is that we are a supersonic chartered business jet flying to India. When we get to our target we will smoke jump out of the plane. Once we are out of the plane the pilot will call in a TFOA (things falling off aircraft) and request a flight change back home, he will then start a big slow wide turn and decent. We have twenty or so minutes after that call is made to jump back to the plane or we will be out of the 20 mile range of our ride. We will free fall 80,000 feet as fast as we can, remember to hold your breath before we jump as the air is too thin out their. At 10,000 feet we shift in to our bird forms. I know all of you can shift in mid air, but does anyone feel like they might not be able to do it tonight?" Looking around at the shaking heads, Harry continued. "In our bird form we will fly to the warehouse. We will then separate and scout the area. Once we have a look around, we will land on the outskirts of the military base and make our way to the warehouse taking out the guards as we go. It is vital that we take out the guards. Romeo and Tango I want you to find a place to set up a snipers nest and cover us as we make our way in and cover us as we evacuate the Prince." One of the pilots came into the cabin, and walked over to Harry.
"Commander, we are thirty minutes out, sir. The monitor on the wall will show you how much time you have until you jump." said the pilot.
"Good, thank you GIB, ok people, you heard the man, get suited up, lets go move it!" a chorus of "Yes sir's" answered him back as everyone went to get their gear on.
Harry pulled a match box out of his pocket and put it on the couch. He put his thumb on the center and it expanded to a big black trunk. He then put his hand on the lid and the locks popped open. He lifted the lid and pulled out a black dragon hide vest with flat black ceramic plates attached to it giving the look of chest plate armor and slipped it over his tight long sleeve black t-shirt. Next he pulled out an over the shoulder harness rig, attached to it, under each arm, was a pistol holster. On the back was a long tube that ran down his back. He pulled out a holster belt and clipped it around his waist.
Reaching in to the trunk Harry pulled out two black Berettas. Ejecting the magazines out of each gun. He cut a hole on the pad of his index finger by running it over one of his fangs. He than ran his bloody finger down the long string of runes, on the sides of the magazine making them glow red, he reinserted them back into the guns and put them into the holsters under each arm after activating the silencer rune. He then pulled out a metal gun box and opened it. Inside was a black Desert Eagle and magazines with glowing purple glass bullet heads, This was another invention by the guys in R&D, it uses the same idea as the stun grenade, but instead of a stun each bullet head contained a high powered exploding charm. Making a 40mm grenade launcher handgun. Putting one magazine into the gun and putting the gun in the holster on his hip and the extra magazine in the pouch next to the holster. He pulled out an all black ten inch razor sharp straight bladed knife and slid it into the sheath on the other side of the hip belt. The last thing he pulled out was a black skinny short stick sword and slid it up the tube on his back and turned it till it clicked locked. Last thing he did was put in a black earwig communicator.
Harry turned around after shrinking his trunk and pocketing it to make sure that the rest of the group was ready. Juliet was all set to go, in the same setup he had, as was Echo. Mike and Victor both had the Desert Eagles, but had G36's slung across their chests, and scary looking machetes strapped to their legs. Charlie had a G36, but he also had a SPAS-12 strapped to his back. Kilo had an MP5K, two short daggers, and her duffel bag full of medical supplies. Romeo and Tango both had an MP5K, but Romeo had a Barrett .50 Cal slung over his back and Tango had a Remington 700. Delta and Fox both carried an M4 and a Sig Sauer 229, but Delta never really liked to use his primary weapon preferring to use his Kabar knife to get up close and personal. Looking at the clock he motioned for everyone to gather around, and check each others gear, and COM link. When the clock got to ten seconds, Harry started to count down on his fingers. At zero they all smoke jumped and started their 2 minute free fall. When they reached 10,000 feet they shifted to their bird forms, and circled the base looking for troops. The base was all quiet except for twenty guards. The flight of birds split up and landed on the outskirts of the base, two of them flew up to the big guard tower in the center of the base. They flew into the middle of the room through an open window, and before the three guards in the one room house on stilts could react they were dead with Romeo and Tango standing in the center of the room back to back with their MP5's at the ready. They searched the guard tower and the set up on opposite side of the room rifles out and looking for targets.
Harry took Juliet and Kilo with him and started his assault on the base from the south. They landed in their bird forms in an alleyway between two, concrete five story buildings. They shifted and stayed to the shadows, this was a good place to take out guards because they walked right past the alleyway on patrol. Soon a group of three guards was approaching their position. Harry pulled out his knife, as the guards got within five feet of him he jumped from the shadows and landed on the guard in the middle with his knife in the guard's chest. Rolling back on his heels he spun around with his knife out and eviscerated the other two guards before they even knew it, they were dead. They dragged the three guards into the alleyway. Just then there was a beeping in his ear, Harry tapped a pad on his right arm and the voice of the pilot came on.
"Alpha, this is GIF. Sir there is an emergency COM link from Croaker "
"This is Alpha, hold one sec." hitting the pad twice to get all of his team "I have an emergency Com from the Big Boss find cover and hold positions." Harry and the two girls shifted and flew up to the roof of the building they were standing next to, and shifted back. Harry hit the pad once "Okay GIF patch the Big Boss through."
"Alpha, this is Croaker, ABORT Mission. This whole mission was a diversion to send you away from England."
"What! What is going on at home?""That Bastard Malfoy had you running off on a suicide mission, and leave the country. then he had an inside man working on team four, set off a compression bomb in the main ammo depot on the farm!" Harry knew what that could do. A Compression bomb was his own creation. When a bomb is under a shrinking charm and explodes, it doubles the blast. Harry did not know the math behind it but if a grenade was under a shrinking charm of one half it explodes with two times the force. The numbers went up exponentially, meaning it only took a three pound brick of C4 to bring down a heavily fortified building if it is under ten times compression. Harry asked with a heavy heart "What was the size of the bomb and the compression?"
"It looks like that two hundred pounds of C4 that went missing was used in a trunk that must have been under a twenty times compression rate, this is just a guess because there is nothing left of The Farm. I am sorry Harry there is no one left." Algernon said with a heavy heart.
"I have a team of ten here with me. I will find that little shit and make it slow and painful." Harry growled out between clenched teeth.
"You don't have to look too far, I know where he is. After the explosion he sounded the alarm at the ministry. He had a team of Death Eater spawn, pure blood supremacists, and we think a couple of vampires waiting for everyone to come through the floo. He captured Minister Bones and her staff. He is holding them hostage in the Ministers office." Algernon said.
"What's he want?" Harry asked.
"To be the ruler of the English Magical world, what else?" Croaker replied with sarcasm.
"Where the fuck are the Aurors?" Harry asked confused.
"They took out most of the aurors in a cross fire of AK's as they came out of the floos. As it is right now there are seventeen still standing, and about thirty in St. Mungo's. The other fifty or so are dead." Algernon said.
"How the hell did all those Aurors walk in to a trap?" Harry was honestly lost at this point. His troops would never walk blindly into a situation like that.
"You know after CTD took over the more violent cases the Aurors became more complacent. They are trained to stop shoplifters and such. Not fight a battle with killing curses." Croaker said in a sad tone.
"Placate him, and I'll have my team there as fast as I can." Harry said.
"I got that Harry. Hurry back."
Harry tapped the pad twice and connected to all of his team, "We have an Abort order team, this is now a Code Red mission. Meaning we leave a cover story for any dead we leave. Tango do they have a cooker in that guard tower?" Harry asked.
"Looks like a stove that runs on propane tanks." Tango replied.
"Perfect, everyone smoke Jump the people you killed to the tower. I am going to find a witness. Juliet we are going with a cooker catastrophe." Harry said as he shifted into his bird form and took to the sky. Everyone else came to the guard tower, five of them brought a dead body with them. Juliet told them to stack them around the cooker and Harry showed up behind someone he was holding at knife point. Harry turned the guy around and Victor held the guy in a headlock. Harry looked in to his eyes and said in a soft voice, "You were having a late night snack with some of the guards when the Cooker exploded. You went downstairs because there were too many people in the tower. As you were leaving it blew up behind you." Turning to Victor he told him to take their new friend out side and leave him by the stairs. He then called the evacuation signal and his team smoke jumped to the plane. Harry opened the valve on the propane tank and climbed out of the window holding himself up by the side of the window frame, he pulled out his Desert Eagle and put a round in the tank and smoke jumped to the plane.
Looking around the plane he saw that everyone was onboard. He approached the cockpit, "How long will it take to get back home?"
"We are three and a half hours behind London time and the flight will take four hours give or take. We will land at about 1:00AM sir." GIB said.
"Thank you GIB" Harry returned to the cabin and saw a sea of confused faces. He sighed and sat down on his couch.
"The mission we just scrapped was a decoy mission to get me out of the country by Malfoy. I was supposed to go alone and be out of contact with home. About a half hour ago a spy in CTD detonated a compression bomb in the ammo depot on The Farm." this statement was met with exclamations of shock and horror from the team.
"How many survived?" asked Juliet softly.
"None, as far as Croaker can tell the only thing left of The Farm is scorched earth. We have lost all our brothers and sisters tonight and we are all that is left." Harry said as he put his head in his hands. He knew everyone of the soldiers that were slaughtered tonight and he felt each of their losses. He told Juliet to contact Croaker for a sit-rep, he then locked himself in the bathroom and punched the mirror. Juliet had a worried look on her face but let it drop when the team looked at her.
"What?" Juliet asked them with authority.
"It's just that the Boss looks defeated, maybe someone else…" that was as far as Victor got before he was laying on the floor with Juliet on top of him with her forearm in his throat.
"You will not finish that sentence! The Boss is the Hardest Man on Earth, he is never defeated. He just lost his family tonight and you are questioning if he can handle it! I should cut out your tongue." Victor mumbled something "What? I can't hear you."
"Maybe you should let up a bit Jules." Said Kilo softly, Juliet let Victor go and stood up.
"I would never question the Boss's ability to lead us, I just pointed out that someone should talk to him." said a very subdued Victor.
"Okay, but lets give him some space for now and plan the execution of the wanker that killed our brothers." this statement was met with much agreement.
Back in London Croaker was not having a good day. An hour ago he was called to The Farm and all that was left was a crater. He had a team of six aurors look over the site for survivors. What they found saddened them. The barracks were destroyed and bodies flung everywhere. The feeling of death was so strong that he had to leave the area. That was when they got the message the Ministry was under attack. They appeared just outside the main doors and were told to get down by the aurors trading spells in the entry hall. Seeing this he joined the fight and they pushed the enemy back to the stairs, but they lost too many aurors to retake the building. Croaker asked around and pieced the story together with the earlier crime scene of The Farm, and placed a call to Harry in the field to get him back. That was an hour ago and now they had a base camp set up just outside the main doors of the Ministry. Some aurors got his attention and he was handed a cell phone.
"Hello?" Croaker asked.
"Hold for the Queen of Magic." there was a few clicks and beeps and the next voice he heard made his day worse. "Algernon, What the HELL is going on!" Queen Elizabeth asked/shouted.
"Well this all started with a call from your Advisor of Magic ordering Harry to go on a code Black mission to rescue Prince Henry from captivity in Iran. The mission was for Harry only but he took a team of nine hybrids and two pilots with him." Algernon explained.
"I made no order and the Prince is here with me now."
"We figured out it was a trick to get Harry out of the country so that a spy in CTD could detonate a compression bomb in the ammo depot on The Farm, Ma'am." Algernon said sadly, that was the second time he had to make that statement and it never stopped hurting.
Croaker could hear her sigh and curse under her breath "How bad is it? How many did we lose?" she asked.
"We lost every one except the team with Harry, Ma'am." Croaker had to pull the receiver away from his ear to avoid losing his hearing.
After a stream of curse words that would make a sailor blush she asked, "What is this I hear about some idiots taking my Minister of Magic hostage inside of the Ministry building no less?"
"Well Ma'am, we were looking over the wreckage of The Farm when we got a message that the Ministry was under attack. We showed up just in time to help the few Aurors still standing push the intruders back out of the lobby but we are too few in number to take the Ministry back with out casualties until Harry gets back in a little over three hours."
"I am sending three SAS, eight man strike teams to assist you in any way you require. I am also pulling the rights of the people that did this. Do whatever it takes to get the Ministry back and the hostages out safe. I am counting on you to keep the situation under control until Harry gets there." she said.
"Ma'am, Yes Ma'am!" She hung up the phone. He dialed Harry's number.
Back on the plane things had settled down to where they were before the decoy mission happened except that every one was in their combat gear. Harry was still trying to get his mind around the fact that the twelve people on this plane with him were all that was left of CTD. Juliet handed him a cell phone. "Yes?" he asked.
"Harry, it's Algernon, I just got off the phone with the Queen, and she is furious. She has revoked the rights of the assholes that did this. She wants the Ministry taken back and she wants the hostages out safely. She is sending us three, eight man SAS strike teams as back up. But we need a plan. How are we going to get this done?" Algernon asked with a sigh.
"Boss do you have access to who is in there?" Harry asked trying to get a picture of how the situation looked.
"Not at the moment but the second they call with a list of demands I will ask for a list of who he has." Croaker said.
"Good, I want to know if there are any side effects to using the stun grenade on someone as old as Amelia Bones or anyone injured." Harry asked.
"There should be no side effects at all but what do you have in mind?" Algernon asked.
"We don't have the resources to storm the building and take it by force without compromising the safety of the hostages. But we have enough people to work as cleanup crew. We'll figure out where they're hiding, and we have phoenixes drop Stun Grenades from the ceiling, then we sweep in and put them all in to cells. We can figure out a punishment that fit's the crime of executing our brothers and sisters later." Said Harry as he worked out the plan in his head.
"That could work, and I think I have a solution for what we should do with the enemy." Croaker hung up the phone and went about summoning the five phoenixes that belong to Harry. In moments of calling there names Fawkes, Hedwig and their three offspring Max, Marc, and Mindy showed up. Croaker then relayed the plan to them, and got nods of approval.
Beta'ed by: Hawk Wood
A/N: Prepare for the fight scene!
