Disturbia
DaggersBloodPain
Chapter Fourteen
Hell Is For Children
When Rayven was at last back at Spinner's End he was both exhausted and covered in blood, but he still shook with rage. "That bastard!" He screamed out to the room full of now worried men.
"What happened Rayven?" Fenrir ventured to ask, he was the safest person to ask, Rayven might just lose his temper on one of the others.
Rayven was shaking too much for an extended answer, "I showed up we fought, I won, and in return she told me that Dumbledore employed their pack for one reason alone. Dumbledore has found out which clan of Incubi are allies with me, some of her best wolves have just been sent out to kidnap Azreil's son."
All the time he had been talking Rayven had been changing his clothes and gulping down potion after potion. Fenrir was the one who knew exactly what he was planning on doing. "Rayven stop, you know if this ends in a confrontation with Dumbledore you will lose. You are too tired and I bet you have injuries, Kyva would not go down easily. That is why you wont tell us that story, you are hurt and don't want us to know how badly. I could smell the blood on you and it wasn't all Kyva's." Fenrir had to place his hands on Rayven's shoulders and physically restrain him just to get Rayven to hear him out.
"Fenrir, I warned Dumbledore, and what does he do? He goes after children, did I mention Azreil's son is equal to a human four year old in age? I told Dumbledore to stay out of it, to join me or die, and I knew he wouldn't listen but instead of attacking me or Azreil directly he is going for the underhanded trick of stealing a child. Don't try to stop me this is the day I have been waiting for, and I can't just leave Azreil's clan to the wolves literally, the only naturally occurring substance that can kill an Incubus is the Lycanthrope Virus. If they are going after one child what is going to stop them from going after the others, any children below ten human years is kept in a communal nursery they are literally raised by a clan not just a single set of parents." Rayven countered.
"Lord Rayven, listen to me I know if you wanted to you are able and willing to kill every member of either side if they disobeyed you, and you would do it without batting an eyelash. If you can do that why is the kidnapping of a single child so important to you?" Severus knew he was stepping on if not crossing a line there, but better he died then the person they needed to finish the war. He had expected to be dead long before this, at least if Rayven killed him he might just be too drained to even try to go on this suicide mission.
"Because it is a child. That is my ultimate rule for both my allies and enemies. You can fight me and my adult soldiers as much as you want to and I won't hate you, I might still kill you, but if I hate you its a much more painful death. Bring children into this war and I will crush you with every ounce of my being. They shoved me in the limelight and made me a killer at age eleven, I had been placed under every single Unforgiveable at fourteen. That fame, that one insignificant night that my mother decided to sacrifice herself for me cost me the only person I will every truly love. Notice the way I want to take over Hogwarts will not touch a hair on a child's head so long as they stay out of the fighting. Choosing to fight, and being forced into the middle of a battle is two different things. I was forced to fight and it cost me everything, so I am going out now and you may follow me if you wish and help, but you will stop wasting time trying to stop me." Rayven rounded on his former professor, growling out the answer in a way that reminded him terrifyingly of the night in school when he had a close call with a transformed werewolf.
"What is the plan?" Voldemort asked before his former subordinate could dig his own grave even deeper.
"We go to Azreil right now, and if we are lucky we will beat the werewolves there, if the boy is already gone than you will call up the death eaters, I will contact the twins and we fight alongside Azreil until the boy is safe and Dumbledore is dead. Also a battle that big will probably attract the attention of the aurors as well as the order be prepared for the final battle to come tonight." By the end of his quickly spoken instructions he was already holding out his hands to Fenrir and Remus, trusting Severus to take Voldemort since he was unaware that the former Dark Lord had already been to see Azreil it just hadn't been in Rayven's company.
"No Rayven let us take them, you are going to need all the strength you have just to get through tonight, don't wate it with a double side along apparation." Severus interupted before Rayven could do something stupid.
"Severus you are strong but not enough to take two people, one side along apparation is almost as draining as two, you know that." Rayven countered getting impatient to get to Azreil.
"Rayven I said let us, Voldemort and I can take them," Severus argued and yes it was awkward for him to drop the Lord title when speaking of his former master.
"He has never been..." The the truth hit Rayven like a freight train."I don't have time to get mad at you right now, we will talk about this later but now we have to go. Don't dawdle." Rayven ordered as he apparated alone out of Spinner's End.
He apparated right outside the nurdery doors, and from the crying inside he didn't need the confirmation from Azreil that the kidnapping was sucessful.
"He is gone," Azreil said with his normal strength before collapsing to his knees in the middle of the ransacked nursery. He didn't weep or wail, what he did was scream in pure anger and rage, Rayven recognized the scream, it was the same one he had given himself the night the Malfoy's were killed.