A/N: So…the M12 prerelease was really fun. Three Oblivion Rings, a Frost Titan and a Garruk, Primal Hunter. White-Blue control, plus a money card. HELL YEAHZ!

Chapter Four: Nothing good happens

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Jace raised his eyes to the sky before turning around.

"Hello, Tezzeret. Hello, Sarkhan." He said calmly, stepping between his students and the madmen. "Why are Bolas' favorite pets here?"
Sarkhan glared at him, twitching dangerously. Tezzeret's smile faltered slightly.

"Following his orders." He hissed. Jace raised an eyebrow.
"Aren't you meant to be on Mirrodin?"
Sarkhan laughed. "It's New Phyrexia now." He reminded his fellow planeswalker. All the students had gathered around Jace.

"Professor Belaren…what's happening?"

Chandra swooped down on her phoenix.

"Jace! Why's the dragon freak here?" She asked, glaring at Sarkhan. Jace glanced at her for a second.
"Chandra, get Dumbledore, Elspeth and the others. Something's wrong here."

"Yeah, no shit." Chandra muttered, but her eyes were serious. "I'll be back in a second."

She swooped off towards Dumbledore's office. Harry repeated his question.

"Just get behind me, kid." Jace said calmly, taking a few steps forwards. "I seem to remember our encounter on Kamigawa ending in a draw, Tezzeret."
Tezzeret raised an eyebrow. "You ran away."
"And you cheated." Jace replied calmly. "Did Bolas fix your mind?"
Sarkhan snorted. "Let's get this over with, Tezz! Let's kill him and the Potter brat and get back to that decrepit old man Bolas told us to help."
Tezzeret sighed. "Always so blunt, Sarkhan…very well. I shall deal with the Mind Mage. You get the kid."
Jace reacted almost instantaneously, throwing up a Mnemonic Wall around the students. Unfortunately, the time to it required to do that gave Tezzeret the time to shift his etherium hand into a mageslayer – and ram it into Jace's stomach. It exited out the back of his spine with a sickening 'schluck'.

"You always were too compassionate, Jace, no matter how much you tried to hide it." He whispered to his face. Jace smirked, blood coming out the corner of his mouth.

"…and you…always are…so stupid…" He muttered back, ramming two fingers into each of his temples. "…traumatize…"
Tezzeret screamed in pain as the psychic jolt smashed through his mind, scrambling his memories and ruining his perception of reality. Jace stumbled off of the mageslayer, and he just made out Sarkhan hammering on his Mnemonic wall.

'Gotta keep that up…' He thought to himself, slipping inside it. Sarkhan howled in anger, and a stream of fire shot out of his mouth. The Mnemonic Wall began to strain.

"…like…hell…you're…getting…in…" Jace grunted, but he could already feel his life starting to slip away. 'Damn Mageslayers…'

"Professor Belaren!" Padma shrieked, running up to him. "What…what are these people?"
Jace shoved her away.

"I can't….keep this wall up forever. You're going to need to run once it goes down." He hissed. "Find…Elspeth…she's the…most powerful other than me…she'll…help…"

Another blast rocked the wall. A large crack appeared in the ice.

"Get ready…" He hissed. Harry braced himself. Jace let the wall down and lashed out with a massive stream of Aether.

"RUN, DAMMIT!"

The Aether had slammed Sarkhan into a wall. Tezzeret struggled up just as the students ran, some screaming, past him. Tezzeret launched himself at Jace, obsession in his eyes. Sarkhan started to transform…

…and got a Doom Blade to the face for his troubles. Liliana Vess floated down the stairs, Chandra next to her.

"Would you like to try again, Dragon Son?" She asked calmly. Sarkhan hissed.

"If you would but care to reveal your intent to us, Demon-Sworn." He replied, drawing himself up to his full height on his staff. Chandra hurtled a fireball at him, only for it to be lashed away by a tree root that sprouted.

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The mortally wounded Jace was spent spiraling out of the hole in the wall created by Chandra's class by Tezzeret's tackle, falling all five stories into the lake. He dragged himself up to the surface, sucking in a breath desperately. Tezzeret waltzed next to him and rammed his Mageslayer through a lung.

"Is this it, Mind Sculptor?" He smirked. Jace couldn't breathe.

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Sarkhan was…slightly vexed as the two female planeswalkers traded blows with him.

"I never thought that a pair of Jace's girl-toys would put up such a fight." He hissed, showing his teeth. Chandra's hair flared.

"GIRL-TOY?"
Liliana hissed. "I'll have you know I boss him around in this relationship."
The was a slight pause as Chandra glanced at Liliana.

"Seriously? You and emo-mage?"
"…shut up and fight, Nalaar." Liliana sighed. Chandra shrugged.

"Just…never saw it coming, that's all."

Sarkhan took a few steps forwards when a red stream of light slammed into his chest, knocking him back. His staff flew into the air, where Dumbledore caught it casually.

"I believe Professor Belaren and I have a few words to exchange." He said casually. Sarkhan hissed and ran forwards to the gap, sprouting a pair of dragon wings.

"You'll get what's coming to you, old man!" He screamed as he hurtled to the grounds.

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Tezzeret yanked the mageslayer out of Jace again.

"Always so overconfident…look at the 'king' of Ravnica. Look at the famous Mind Sculptor of Zendikar who saved the Merfolk from extinction by using the power found in their archives. You're just a broken man. You shouldn't have tried to save the kid."
A new voice, stronger and clearer, broke out behind him.

"And you REALLY shouldn't have given me an etherium heart as 'thanks' for the Karn incident." Venser, The Soujourner said flatly, putting his hand on the back of Tezzeret's shoulder. He teleported the Etherium Arm into Tezzeret's other hand, ripping a scream out of the Seeker-turned-Agent. Elspeth swooped down next to them, and put a hand on Jace's back.

She muttered something under her breath, and a ray of light shot from the sun and started to fix the wounds on Jace's body. Sarkhan swooped down and grabbed Tezzeret, before they both planeswalked out. The last thing Jace saw before he passed out was Elspeth and Venser hugging.

Jace blinked back into reality in Dumbledore's office, surrounded by his fellow planeswalkers. Dumbledore smiled at him.

"I believe you have some explaining to do."

Jace groaned.

"I did nothing. For some reason, Nicol Bolas – a very old, very POWERFUL planeswalker – has allied himself with a 'decrepit old fool' – probably this Voldemort you're all so scared about. Tezzeret is his top agent, and Sarkhan, well, he's his dog."

Dumbledore blinked.

"I…see…"
"No you don't." Jace said calmly, struggling upright. "If he's sent Tezzeret and Sarkhan, he'll send others. I don't know all of his allies, but he knows every single other planeswalker, and they either owe him something, are his servants or hate the hell out of him…like Elspeth and myself."

Elspeth twitched dangerously. Venser patted her back.

"It's okay. I still hold a grudge for the entire Time Rift incident." He said kindly. Elspeth glared at him.

"He initiated the Conflux and basically destroyed my HOME." She paused. "No, let me rephrase that: He fused my home with HELL and sent it into a constant cycle of war to REGAIN HIS POWER from your Time Rift 'incident'!"

Venser backed off. Liliana let out a brief chuckle, but shut up once Elspeth glared at her. Jace sighed and turned towards Dumbledore.

"Look, it's evident that Bolas and Voldemort are working together for some reason – if I know Bolas, he probably wants to be able to use this world's magic in addition to his Mana, so he's using Voldemort as a tool." Jace said grimly. "Which means we're going to have to call in an expert to deal with him."
Venser nodded, and smirked.

"Don't worry about it. Ajani is already on his way."
Jace grinned. "Good. Now, Dumbledore…"
The slightly confused headmaster nodded dumbly.

"…you'll need to explain what the hell happened to the students, but it CANNOT leave this building. If your ministry found out, they'd try to exile us and then…well…I don't think Mister Potter and his friends can handle Tezzeret and Sarkhan Vol."

Dumbledore nodded carefully. "And to deal with Umbridge…?"
"I'll wipe her memories, like I have been for the last five weeks." Jace deadpanned. "Otherwise, I'd be gone, she'd have way too much power and Hagrid would have been fired."

Dumbledore raised an eyebrow.

"Impressive."
"Thank you." Jace got up carefully. "Let's get ready, people. We've got a war coming up."

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A/N: Five bucks says none of you saw this happening this early. It's an Adventure/humor for a reason.