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Sector 7
Joseph Stark lived an honest hard working life. Well in his eyes. He was of good Christian faith. He believed in where ever you went, what ever you did, it had to be in the vision of God. It's how he led his life being raised as a strict Catholic all his life. At the age of eighteen he joined the Marine Corps. Feeling that it was in God's will that he'd protect the great country he had lived in. It became apparent after that the plan was laid out for him that he was to punish and guide the way for heretics and non believers the light of God's divine power and love. After spending ten years in the infantry, five of those years in the Special Forces, he was finally summoned to join Sector 7.
Stark never heard of Sector 7 but after the explanation of what it was he knew it was made for him. By all accounts of the government, Sector 7 didn't exist. But it had jurisdiction over the military, CIA, and FBI. Their mission was simple. Find and eliminate person or persons who had the ability to use 'magic' the art of the Devil.
From the first person he killed, an eighteen year old boy he chased from Los Angeles, California out to nowhere Mexico. He knew this was his calling. The people they've met couldn't be saved, and they wouldn't waste their breath trying.
He's read the history of the righteous testimony of the Salem trials. A lot's changed since the days of being foolish God fearing villagers. In the wake of the twenty-first century Paladins, the nickname brought up for Sector 7, have found out a lot more about how to deal with witches and wizards.
It was all electric. During World War II, when Hitler had used wizards and witches in his own personal unit, to find the Lost Ark, among other things. It was this time that Sector 7 found out that Wizards were highly susceptible to electric current. The voltage that would kill an average man, a wizard could survive. But it affected their magic, disrupting it, to where they couldn't even vanish on the spot.
After this break through, the battle tactics of the Paladins had changed dramatically. Stark had yet to meet a witch or wizard that could pull one over on him now.
It bore into the question of how they were able to find targets. Most of them were luck, investigating into matters that didn't seem to add up. For humor he and some of his friends in Sector 7 called themselves the MIB as they looked into the tabloids that spoke of bizarre and impossible stories. Those usually bore the best results, as they had no actual way of detecting magic.
But then there were the "Special Assignments". Every member of Sector 7 had no idea who was the funder of their organization, or even where he or she was. They entertained the idea that the person was actually the President. But they felt if that was the case, then they'd actually be given clearance badges, not have to lie about what organization they are with. All they knew about this person was that they wanted their operations carried out at discretion, no witnesses, not one target left alive, no matter the age. They never spoke over the phone all assignments were sent in a letter form, which they were to reply back to promptly in accepting it. The letter would then be shredded and burned, and then Stark would begin looking into the target he was assigned to.
"Sir we're here."
Stark looked over to the other person accompanying him on this assignment Derek Jackson. He looked over to the young man over the leather interior of the Grand Marquis they rode in.
He nodded, "Read the targets again."
Jackson pulled the file out and began to read in the official tone that he associated with work, "Alexandra Russo, age fifteen, born November 17, 1988 here in Manhattan. Parents are Jerry and Theresa Russo, married December 1, 1983. Has an older brother Justin, attends the same high school as she does. Straight A student, in his senior year now, a younger brother Max who attends middle school, a mediocre student at best, B average being the max. Lives above the restaurant Sub Station, which her parents own and she works part time there."
Stark nodded, exiting the vehicle making his way across the crowded New York street into the Waverly Place Plaza, seeing the selection of shops and crowds of people, taking note of anyone looking suspicious as he made his way into the midst.
"Right here is good," Harry spoke to the cab driver, pulling out a wad of bills and tossing it to him before hopping out of the vehicle on to the sidewalk. The morning had been productive for Harry and Draco, who had already met with Carl and Tom, the eccentric advisers to Nita Callahan.
[Flashback]
"This is the place?"
Draco peered anxiously out the window of the car at the two story house before them. Kale had looked up some more on Callahan and found out that she learned magic from the two resident advisers Tom and Carl, in place for muggle born children who weren't in jurisdiction to attend a school.
Harry nodded exiting the vehicle, "Has to be this was the address Kale gave us."
Harry led the way opening the garden gate and marching up to the front door, sending a fleeting look at the garden that surrounded them, Draco following close behind.
Harry knocked on the oak door and stood there looking out onto the street where a group of children were playing a game dealing with a large rubber ball and a formation that looked strangely like baseball. (A/N) I don't know if kids in England play Kickball, so if anyone knows let me know and I can correct this.)
The door opened up to reveal a balding man in his early forties, looking at Harry with a look of curiosity through his square framed glasses, "Can I help you?"
"Yes we're looking for Tom Swale and Carl Romeo, are you one of them?"
"Yes I'm Tom, is there something I can help you with?" Tom opened the door more now, looking back and forth between Harry and Draco.
"Yes, I'm Harry Potter, this is Draco Malfoy, and we're looking for a student of yours, a Miss Juanita Callaghan."
Tom's eyes widen and without another word he ushered the two in, closing the door behind them with a snap, "Carl! We've got an issue!"
Another older gentleman, this time with graying hair and a bulging middle walked into the room, holding what looked to be an old spell tome, "What's the problem Tom?"
He eyes met Harry's and then moved up to his forehead, seeing the scar upon it. "Oh."
"Yeah oh," Tom ran a hand over his bald patch, "They're asking for Nita."
Carl looked to Harry now, "Is she in trouble? I didn't think Death Eaters or Lord Voldemort would be striking at America until it had most of Europe in his grip."
"No this has nothing to do with that."
Tom and Carl looked suddenly relieved, Carl gestured to the others to follow him into the living room. Harry and Draco followed behind Tom.
Harry looked around seeing a scarlet Macaw sitting upon a perch looking at Harry and Draco with it's beady black eyes before giving a loud caw and drawing out in a worded phrase, "Let the Darkness fall back as the shroud of light falls, revealing the Jedi in the wake, let Justice prevail, as the four masters revive the fallen order."
"Peach hush now, we have guests," Tom spoke waving his hand at the bird.
"No what'd she say?" Harry stepped up to the bird.
"Same phrase for a few weeks, we think she's seeing the future, but we're not sure," Carl gestured for them to sit down, "now why are you looking for Nita?"
"We'd rather not say, we're trying not to get to many people in this, no offense," Draco answered, sitting down on the antique sofa across from him.
"Prewett, Archer, Leone, Breedlove," Peach cawed again, "Potter, Malfoy, Callahan, Russo. The four Jedi awaken."
"Peach!" Tom moved to removed her from the room, so they could not be disturbed.
"Wait," Harry turned to Carl, "Does she tell the future?"
"Yeah, sometimes, do you have an idea what she's talking about?"
Draco stood up, "We have an idea, listen a couple of weeks ago did Nita, come to you saying she acquired a tattoo of some sort?"
Tom and Carl looked at each other, "yeah she and a friend told us of a tattoo she acquired, in a surge of power a couple weeks ago, and we've been studying it why?"
Harry took off his jacket and pulled up the sleeve of his shirt, now showing the black flames that crawled down his arm. Draco did the same.
"These...are there?" Tom looked at them closely, his hand holding Harry's wrist gently.
"I'm sure if you cast a spell or used a source potion, you'd get the same results as Nita and her friend did."
[End Flashback]
After Harry and Draco had explained, briefly as to why they were looking for Nita and Alex, Tom and Carl were only happy to help, point out that they barely see Nita over the summer holidays, but gave them the address to where she lived.
Draco and Harry only found out that she left her parents, after her father's angry shouting for them to leave and never come back. Harry and Draco decided to split up. Draco staying in Brooklyn to look around the teen hangouts for her, while Harry headed back to Manhattan to find Alex, which is why he was here, sliding through the mass of people, teens and families enjoying the summer heat as they explored the shops and restaurants that filled the plaza.
Harry kept his conscious sharp, just brushing upon others thoughts that drifted from them. It was surprising how much he gathered from those that stood around him.
Hopes, dreams, anger, lust all surrounded him. He felt a pair of eyes follow him from the distance, and he turned to three girls watch him from the distance, following slowly, giggling amongst themselves.
He ignored it, looking for a sign indicating where the sub station was. He continued to move through the throng of people bumping into a thirteen year old who was trying to push his way through the crowd, carrying bags with him as he went.
"Hey watch it!" The boy shouted trying to keep his balance with the bags in his hands. Harry looked down to see the angry brown eyes glare back at him.
"Sorry do you need help with those?" Harry offered.
The boy shook his head, "nope I'm fine making these deliveries myself, but thanks for the offer."
"Well maybe you can help me then."
The boy looked at Harry as if he was crazy. Harry smiled and raised his hands defensively, "I swear it's nothing dangerous I'm looking for the Sub Station."
"We know where that is!"
"Queue the gaggling girls," Harry thought to himself. Sure enough as he turned, the three girls that were watching him before were now beside him.
"Of course you know where it is because you're always messing around with my sister Gigi!" the boy growled.
"Oh Max, your sister and I are friends, that's just our way of joking with each other, now you can continue your deliveries while I guide your customer to you store."
Before Max or Harry could say anything Gigi and the two other girls grabbed Harry and began to pull him away moving him along down the lane.
"So what brings you to the Sub Station, they can't have that good of a reputation…from England I take it?"
"I'd rather swallow flobberworms alive then listen to this," Harry grimaced, "yeah England."
The three girls giggled in the fashion that reminded him of Lavender Brown and her friends.
"So what brings you to the Sub Station?"
"Alex Russo, I'm supposed to meet her there."
The three girls gasped, and stopped not doing anything to stop Harry from continuing to move forward.
Just as he thought he was free of the three girls they caught back up to him, "Why Alex, surely, there's another reason your going?"
"Nope just Alex."
"Are you…her boyfriend or something?"
Harry laughed, "No a mutual friend, but if your thinking about trying to change that, don't try, now if you'll excuse me."
He pushed passed them, now seeing the sign that bore the words, 'Sub Station'. Depicting a scene of a subway station above ground, before Gigi and her two friends could intervene again Harry rushed forward past a couple who were leaving the restaurant, sliding passed them as the door was closing.
He stopped and gazed around the crowded sandwich shop. Seeing another teen that looked a little older then him serving a table while an older man was busy working behind the counter making the orders. Another woman stood off to the side talking to two other men. Both with the look of professionals to them, Harry noted to that she was wearing a sub station apron, so Harry made his way to her.
He came within earshot of the conversation before he stopped.
"Is Alex in some sort of trouble?" The woman asked, she looked between the two men with a worried face.
The older of the two shook his head, and Harry put him to memory, feeling a malicious energy come off him.
"No, not at all, we'd just like to ask her a few questions."
"What kind of questions?"
"We're with a survey board, asking girls between the ages of fifteen and seventeen, about who they feel are, you know like the cutest singers and such," the other person answered, he smiled kindly at who Harry could only presume was Alex's mother.
"Oh," Theresa Russo said nodding, "well I'm sorry to say she's gone to Coney Island with a friend today, if you come back tomorrow about the same time she'll be here."
The elder man smiled and nodded, "We'll be back tomorrow then, thank you for your time Mrs. Russo."
"No problem, what was your name again?"
The dark haired gentleman smiled again, "Joseph Stark."
With that the two men turned around and walked past Harry, Stark muttering 'excuse me' as he passed.
Theresa moved to Harry, "Can I find you a table and a menu hun?"
Harry nodded, being guided to a booth out in the corner. Once he was sat down, he pulled out his cell phone, punching in the speed dial number for Draco bringing the phone up to his ear.
The phone rang a couple times before Draco picked up on the other end.
"Still can't find her."
"I figured as much I think she's with Alex, some come back to Manhattan and search Coney Island."
"If she's with Alex, then she'll be head back to where you are…I mean you're still at the Sub Station right?"
Harry nodded his thanks as his drink was brought to him, "Yeah, but someone else is looking for them I want you to contact Kale as well."
"Alright Harry, I'll call if I find them."
Harry hung up the phone and looked forward seeing Theresa talking to her husband. This had just got interesting.
Alex and Nita smiled uncertainly at the pair of boys that sat across from them on the moving tram. The two boys in question were their age, if not a little older, by a couple months. Dress in the street like baggy clothes that many boys at their schools dressed in. And had been checking out Alex and Nita since that got on from the last station.
Alex, who was more outgoing then Nita, her shy book worm of a friend, who had problems talking to boys most of the time, as well as hiding her beautiful body underneath her clothes, but Alex credited that to her father, who had a problem with Dair's shorts she wore for her soccer games.
While, yes Alex would flirt with the boys, if she felt up to. She'd never go out with them. Not after Dean. She came to the conclusion, that this point of her life, with training magic and what not, it was hard dating a Muggle. It's why she finally had to let Dean go. Though she had to admit it was pretty annoying when he continued to call her Russo, not even bothering to call her by her first name, just her surname. But she learned that it was best to try to pursue a relationship with another wizard, at least till she was older. She didn't know how dad could've accomplished it but her brother Justin seemed to have an easier time with it.
"So uh, you girls getting off at the next stop?" One of the boys asked, his friend grinned next to him.
Alex smiled sweetly, "Nope the stop after that, you?"
The two grinned at each other, "Same here, maybe we could, like go do something, you and your friend and me and my G here?"
Nita snorted, attempting not to laugh, and she looked at Alex. As if Alex was reading her mind she draped her arm around her best friend, "What makes you think we go for guys?"
The effect, as always had been was instantaneous, the two boys sputtered and their eyes widened as if they couldn't believe what they had just heard.
Alex and Nita and played this joke numerous times when they had to ride the subway back to her home. It was a rule of theirs never to date, or hook up with people they meet off the subway, but as cruel as it was, they still laughed themselves to tears when they got off at their stop.
The two boys moved down to the next car, giving glances back to them.
"Alex I swear, one of these days one of them is going to ask us to prove it," Nita said wiping some tears away from her eyes as she tried not to laugh.
Alex laughed at that, "well until then we can keep using it."
The two girls laughed at their little joke, both standing up as the tram began to slow down, preparing to get off at their stop.
As the train pulled to a complete stop the two girls stepped off, onto the cold hard concrete floor that was the station, still laughing the two girls began to make their way towards the exit, both not noticing the two elder gentleman, dressed in brown coats that seemed out of place for the hot summer air, making their way towards them.
"Alex Russo?" One of them asked.
Alex and Nita turned to the two men, surveying the men with caution.
"Can I help you?" Alex asked.
The older of the two men took out a wallet, and flipped open and shut quickly, as if he was flashing credentials, "I'm Special Agent Joseph Stark this is my partner, Jackson. We'd like to ask you and your friend to come with us."
"Could I possibly see that again?"
Stark smirked, "Trust us, we're the FBI."
"Well sorry Agent Stark, if it seems that we don't trust you, but we have to be going now, come on Nita," Alex grabbed Nita's arm gently and began to pull her towards the exit.
Stark stepped in the way placing his hands upon Alex's shoulders, "Now, let's not put this out of proportion."
"Let go!" Alex screamed, trying to twist her arm out of Stark's grip.
Stark kept a steel grip on her arm and pulled her towards him Nita, just seemed to be frozen in the area. Doing the only thing Alex knew she could do without her wand she threw her fist into Stark's groin.
As he leaned over and groaned, Alex quickly grabbed her friend and made a break for the exit.
"Get them!" He gasped.
Alex didn't bother to turn around a look to see if Jackson was pursuing them, all she could do was duck as she dashed up the stairs as a small electrical explosion resounded of the wall.
Chaos reigned as everyone began to scream out in fright and dash for the nearest exit, Alex and Nita took cover with them, fighting their way through the throng, feeling as if Stark was on their heels.
The two wheeled around the next corner, now seeing the set of stairs that led to the streets above. The two began a mad dash to make to the stairs, hearing Stark and Jackson, shouting for people to move out of their way.
Then Alex spotted movement from the top of the stair case, someone pushing his way through, towards them.
"Nita this way!" Alex shouted quickly turning around and heading down to another station.
"Their headed toward another tram after her!"
Alex didn't bother to look behind her to see where they were but Nita did, "There's more of them!"
Alex turned around as they rounded another corner, now seeing three more people join Stark and Jackson, all giving chase.
The two rushed down the staircase to the next station both stopping in the middle of the forum, looking around seeing no other exit but the tram itself.
"What now?!" Nita asked looking back at the staircase.
"The train!" Alex grabbed a hold of Nita and dashed for the tram rushing in. The two began making their way to the front, feeling the tram car vibrate as the tram began to prepare its take off. Within minutes the tram began to make it's way down the tracks.
"What train is this?"
Alex looked at the map, "This is the D train, and we'll get off the next stop."
She sat down on the bench below the map and attempted to catch her breath, trying not to picture her pounding heart threatening to escape out of her chest.
"What if they're at the next station?"
"It's right across the street from Central Park, if that's the case we'll run into there and try to lose them that way."
"Okay…" Alex didn't bother looking up at Nita, she could see the look she was giving to Alex. Of all their little exploits and adventures in the city when ever it got bad, Nita was the one to get them out, it was the first time Alex was leading them. That and Alex was sure Nita had noticed her actions as well. As they were making their way towards the exit of the last station, Alex, who couldn't explain it felt someone trying to make their way towards them through the crowd, which opted her to turn around in a different direction.
"Alex?"
"Yeah?" Alex looked up, seeing Nita looking down the length of the car.
"What do we do if their on the train?"
"What?!" Alex stood up and looked down the car, sure enough seeing, Stark leading the others down the cars towards them.
"I'm not sure…"
Harry walked back out onto the street, looking behind him as others began to leave the shopping lane. The sun had long since disappeared underneath the skyline of the city and the night began to take over. Harry had stayed at and around the Sub Station all day to see if Alex and Nita would show up, but to no avail. Now the restaurant had closed for the evening and Harry was stuck to watching people enter and exit the plaza. He may not know what Alex looked like but knew what Nita looked like as Tom and Carl had a picture of her from a trip they all took when she and a couple of other witches and wizards met at the beach to learn about underwater magical creatures.
All that was left was waiting for them to show up. Harry nodded to an old couple who walked by him as he looked both ways down the street. It would be hard to spot them if they passed him. On the one end of the street was a bus stop on the other end was the entrance to the subway. Both which had groups of people coming and going. For being nine o'clock at night the city showed no sign of slowing down. It was just like being in London.
Taking out another cigarette he lit it up taking a long drag from it before blowing out the off white smoke and looking down the street again. Without missing a beat he pulled his cell phone out as it began to ring and answered it.
"Yeah?"
"Any luck?" Draco's voice came from the receiver.
"No nothing yet, what about you?"
"Not a bloody thing, Kale called and said he wanted to show us something, I'm on my way over, I already went back to Tom and Carl's and went by her family's house, she wasn't and hasn't been to either place at all today."
Harry took another drag of his cigarette, "Alright, meet Kale, I'm going to stick it here for a little while longer, any suspicious people today?"
"Nothing, just kids and I think I've seen Nita's aunt, that's it."
"Alright keep me posted," With that Harry hung up the phone sticking it back into his pocket and he turned to look down the other side of the street again.
It wasn't long before he heard a collection of shouts and screams quickly he turned around seeing people rushing out of the subway.
Acting on instinct alone he rushed towards the entrance, pushing his way through the people as they ran the opposite direction.
Coming upon the top of the stair case he began to push his way down, seeing two girls stop and look up. The two girls were about his age, one with charcoal black hair the other with dark brown. His eyes met the light green eyes of the black haired girl. In that moment he knew it was Alex Russo.
"Nita this way!" she shouted pulling Nita in the other direction.
"Wait!" he called chasing after her, pushing through the crowd of people. He saw Stark and his partner rush after them Stark pointing in their direction, "Their headed toward another tram after her!"
Four more people joined the chase, all holding what looked like security batons. Harry pursued them trying his best to keep up with them as he pushed, dodged and weaved through the pedestrians who were trying to leave. He dashed down the next stair case seeing the girl's pursuer's clamber onto the tram as it began to leave.
"FUCK!" He shouted, and with a burst of speed with the force he dashed towards the moving tram. In a quick fluid motion he jumped to the tram at the end, grasping onto it as he found a footing.
"Never a dull moment in my life is there?" He thought bitterly as he gritted his teeth, hugging his body close to the tram. Calling upon the force, he waved his hand at the door of the car. He smiled as the door quickly slide open and he jumped in seeing two of the men following the others to the front of the train where Nita and Alex were.
"Another wizard!" one of them shouting, turning to the sound of the opening door.
Harry heard Stark shout, "Get him! The rest of you follow me!"
The large agent, charged Harry, brandishing his weapon, thrusting it towards Harry's chest. With ease Harry dodged the thrust, noting the faint crackle of an electric discharge at the end.
"It's like a bloody Cattle Prod!"
The Agent began to thrust and swing the baton at him, which he dodged and deflected the attacks with his forearms. Moving quickly, letting the force guide his actions, he jumped back allowing some space between him and the Agent, acting quickly he jumped grabbing hold of the rails over head of him and kicked the Agent squarely in the chest, making him stumble back a couple of steps.
Harry landed gracefully on his feet as the Agent charged for another attack. Reacting quickly he brought his is arm deflecting the swing, throwing both his fists into the Agent's chest making him stumble back again. Gaining a foot Harry rushed him, catching the baton in his left hand as the Agent tried to attacked, in a quick fluid motion Harry brought his free hand up striking the Agent's arm twice, under his shoulder and striking his shoulder, pinning his arm under his left arm, locking the agent's wrist. Quickly bringing his fist up he wrenched the mans arm out of it's shoulder socket and heard the sickening crunch as he struck the man's elbow, feeling his arm snap like a branch underneath him.
The Agent screamed out in agony, as Harry twisted him around throwing him in the wall beside him, ignoring the pedestrians who screamed and shied away from him. Before he could gauge another threat a shot as if from a rocket launcher rang out and a blue stream shot past him and out the door he entered from. He whipped around seeing another Agent standing at the end of the car, pointing his baton at Harry.
With a snarl he fired off three more shots. Harry moved quickly, as if the world around him suddenly slowed down, dodging the first two shots fired at him, twirling around in a circle, his body acting of it's own accord, as he let the force guide him, he brought his right arm up, face the next shot. He pushed out with the force, watching it connect with the glowing shot. In a loud burst, like an explosion sounding like cannon blast, the shot exploded. Blue bolts of electricity arched out hitting the walls and lights, snuffing them out in a shower of a sparks, throwing Harry back onto the floor.
The train lurched as it came to a sudden stop, the lights flickered before shutting off, leaving everyone immersed in the darkness of the tunnel.
Nita and Alex shifted around on the floor, grunting in discomfort and pain as the sudden stop of the tram caught them off guard.
"Alex are you alright?" Nita asked weakly looking over to her friend as she got up to her knees.
Alex nodded silent and she pulled herself up to a sitting position as well. Before she could say anything else a shot rang out, flying over Nita and smashing the window in front of her. Nita screamed and ducked lower as more shots rang out.
Alex peaked over the bench beside her, now seeing Stark and the other agents, marching toward them, their weapons aimed at them as they began to shoot of more blue streams of light at them.
"Screw this…" Alex muttered, with that she pulled out her wand and began to fire hexes and jinxes back at them.
"What are you doing?!" Nita screamed.
"Nita blast the door, never mind what we're doing their shooting at us!"
Without another word Nita pulled her wand and took aim at the door next to Alex, "BOMBARDA!"
In a blast of sparks and wrenching metal the door flew off opening the way to the tunnel.
"Go! Go!" Alex shouted shooting more curses at Stark.
Nita crouched low and shot across the car jumping through the door and hitting the ground with a thump, quickly she tore towards the service door in front her, firing off another blasting hex, making the door burst open with a resounding bang. She turned around see Alex close on her heels as she followed, firing curses over her shoulder as she ran.
The two began to make there way into the labyrinth of halls that was for maintenance personnel, blasting any door before them with a well placed spell. In a matter of minutes, mixed with running for dear life, well place smells and words of 'come on, lets go'. That and the echoing sounds of boots on hard floor as Stark and the other agents followed. The two burst through another door hearing the mingled cries of shock from pedestrians as they rushed into another station. Seeing the stairs off to the side they rushed up the staircase hearing the sounds of cars and people on the streets above. Quickly they rounded another corner seeing the last set of stairs before them, and they dashed up it.
"There's the park!" Alex breathed, pointing to the arch that marked the entrance. The two tore across the street, avoiding the oncoming traffic as they entered the park, not daring to look back behind them.
Harry groaned as he moved around on the cold metal floor, hissing as he pulled himself up to his feet, noting that his hand and forearm was covered in blood and his jacket sleeve was now torn and tattered.
The light from overhead, sparked and sputtered, giving some light along with the red safety lights from the tunnel outside. He heard the whimpers and the slight tremble of the innocent passengers around him as he surveyed his surroundings. The painful moan of the Agent he had just subdued before the tram had stopped.
Looking ahead he squinted his eyes to see what had happened to the other agents that were ahead of him before. Another loud shot rang out from the darkness, and before he could move, he felt metallic spike strike him in the shoulder, followed by an electric pulse that coursed through his body making him fall to one knee.
"Got him!" A voice shouted out from the shadows.
Acting quickly, shaking off the vibrations that erupted in his body he grabbed the metal, noting it was attached to an industrial cable, and pulled it out with a snarl.
He watched as the sharp instrument retracted back to its owners. Without missing a beat he raised his hand, feeling the force touch the agent. Quickly squeezing his fist, upon him, feeling that he gained grip through the force. With a sweeping motion he through the agent into the side of the car, hearing more screams from the innocent onlookers.
Moving quickly he grabbed the agent's baton and fired off another shot into the shadows, watching the metal spike fire off out of the short staff. Hearing a shout of pain, and knowing he hit his mark, Harry twisted off the top of the staff, seeing another metal spike, and the end of the cable, he stabbed it into the side of the car, and rushed past the agent he had just restrained, following the trail of Alex and Nita.
Within moments he emerged at the next station, pushing through the panicking crowd and charging up the stairs pulling his phone out of his pocket and punching the redial button, without missing a beat.
Not even waiting for Draco to greet him he shouted, "They've headed into Central Park get everyone there now!"
He hung up the phone as he rounded the next corner, seeing two more agents now making their way up the stairs one of them seeing Harry.
"Take him out!" He shouted, firing off his weapon.
Harry dodged the shot again and threw the force at him, causing the agent to collide with the wall and fall down unconscious. Harry then quickly force gripped the other agent and threw him into the opposite wall before barreling up the stairs and onto the street, racing into the park after the others.
They were in the middle of the park, they had to be. Alex looked around, coming to a stop and seeing the street lamps light reflect off the water of the lake.
"Are they still behind us?" Nita asked taking gasping breaths.
Alex shook her head, looking at the path they just took to get her, "No I think we lost them for now, we'll rest for a moment then exit from the north side, catch a cab to Tom and Carl's."
"Why Tom and Carl's? Your parents are closer."
Alex tried to catch her breath before answering, "They knew which subway station we'd be getting off at, they're probably watching my place."
There was no way they'd find out about Tom and Carl's was there?
She wouldn't know, she doubted that these people even were the FBI, seeing as FBI used guns, not electric firing sticks. And then there was the other person that she seen chasing after them, he could've been long gone by now, but he wasn't dressed like the rest.
"Alex? Do you know who these people are?"
"No not a clue…" Alex looked around seeing nothing but the lake and the bushes and trees that surrounded them. Dean had took her here once, probably the only romantic thing he did during they're relationship.
"Well we have to get-." Alex raised her hand silencing her friend and looked towards the bushes.
"What..?"
"Shh!"
The bushes rustled again, as Alex pointed her wand towards them.
"Hello?"
Before she could say run, three shots sounded out, sounding abnormal in the night calm. Alex couldn't dodge the first shot struck her in the shoulder, sending a burning pain through her body as the restraint sent its first wave of electricity coursing through her body. The next two shots, from two metal spikes connected together making a small cable net which caught her, pinning her to a marble stand which carried a statue of an elf child on top.
Nita screamed and fired a hex towards the origin of the shots, while trying to run for cover, she never made it as a forth shot sounded off, striking her and making her fall to the ground. She groaned as she tried to get up, feeling the electricity coarse through her body from the electric pulse.
"Well I'd say this must be our lucky day."
Alex, fighting to keep consciousness looked up seeing Stark walking towards them, his eyes on Alex.
"We just came looking for you, but it seems we've also found Nita Callahan too, isn't that lucky boys?"
He turned to the others who chuckled at his sense of humor.
"What do you want from us?" Nita asked weakly, trying to get back onto her feet.
Stark prodded her again with his staff, stunning her again, "Nothing, you, and your friend here are an abomination, a strike against God himself, and you must be cleansed from this Earth, as every witch and wizard is."
Alex struggled against her restraints feeling another surge of electricity course through her body, making her moan out in pain. No one had noticed the rustle of the bushes behind them. The small sounds of snapping twigs, or clicks of rifles being prepared to fire. But the agents did hear the hiss, of unknown weapons engaging. In one second all chaos broke out. Alex and Nita watched startled and amazed as shots of red and blue beams fired off from the sidelines at the agents. As soon as the shots fired off two figures emerged from the shadows, both holding dazzling glowing swords of light. Alex watched as one of them, towering with sleeked blonde hair and holding a electric blue sword, that shown so bright it was nearly white, advancing to subduing two agents, as he made his way to Nita, deflecting any shots fired at him from the agents. He crouched low next to Nita, a murmured silent words that Alex couldn't hear, before disengaging his sword and picking her up with ease and rushing her out of the scene of the battle. She looked around seeing that more men, carrying rifles that looked to be off of the video games her brothers played advanced and overwhelmed the agents, causing them to scatter and retreat. She looked forward seeing Stark was now engaged with the other person who also held a glowing blade, this one a bright yellow. She noted that this was the same person who was trying to make his way to them when the chase had began.
Stark stabbed at him with his staff, his attacks being deflected, by her mysterious savior. In a short round of exchanging blows the man disabled Stark's weapon by cutting it cleaning in half. He didn't stop there, as quickly as he had done that he through his fist at him sending Stark back several feet, seemingly abnormal for such a punch. Dazed from being thrown so easily Stark tried to regain his footing but was cut short as the man shot a kick into his face, shattering his nose and knocking him out cold.
The man then quickly rushed over to her and she could know see him, her brown eyes making contact with his sharp emerald green eyes.
"I know him," She thought.
"Hold still," He spoke, briskly, and in a flurry of practiced swipes with his blade he cut her loose.
To weak to stand on her own two feet she fell forward, landing softly in his arms, where she looked up at him weakly.
He muttered something and then spoke to her, "Sorry but this will hurt a little."
Before she could even ask he jerked the metal spike out of her shoulder, she whimpered in pain, but didn't say anything. She couldn't, as she was speechless, she knew who her rescuer was.
"It's Harry Potter," She told herself, she couldn't believe it though. She tried to stay conscious but found she couldn't as her eyes began to slowly closing shut, her body finally relaxing.
Harry looked up at the nearest Vanguard member, "Hey you! Get her to Draco make sure they get to the safe house got it?"
"Sir your bleeding," The soldier said, as he picked up Alex in his arms with ease.
"Yeah I know, don't worry about me."
The soldier nodded and walked off following another pair of soldiers.
Harry looked around assessing the damage, noting the scorch marks on the pavement. No dead bodies though. The battle was closing to an end as fast as it had begun. The agents had all scattered, and from what he figured where retreating out of the park.
He looked over to the unconscious body of Stark, in which Kale was standing over him, his rifle held by his side.
"What should I do with the trash kid?"
"Leave him," Harry answered, kneeling down and checking the man's pockets, pulling out and wallet and flipping it open, "Sector 7, that's where they're from…"
He didn't speak again as he stood up and nodded to Kale before following the same path that Draco took to exit the park.
Kale just stood there for another moment, recollecting his thoughts before putting his hand to his ear, activating his communicator, "Alright boys, packages are secure, return to base."
With that he turned to where Harry was last seen, with a smile on his face, "So glad I decided to help them with this war."
A/N There you have it, I hope you have enjoyed this installment of PD…..sooooo Comment Comment Comment People, I love them, need them and crave them