Well, it took a bit(you sure it's just a bit?) longer then I had expected, but here it is... a new chapter!

Enjoy! Same rules as always, you see something, say it.

Chapter 14

At night's end

Mansion grounds, 5.15 AM

Loud wolf howls could be heard in a 5 mile radius from the mansion and from the opposite side of the grounds the noise of a lot of hooves on soft soil could be heard loud and clear coming closer in an alarming rate whilst from the other side where the wolf howls came from now the sound of hooves could also be heard coming towards the battlefield. Hope was growing in the hearts of man still defending, Sarah and Harry looked up from their aunts who were taking care of the werewolf bites at the best of their ability whilst keeping an eye on their close proximity and helping out when needed in the duelling side of things.

Tonks was doing a very good job keeping them save from wizards, and two vampires were taking care of the other threats around the wounded children.

"They are coming closer. I can't wait for this to end…" Harry said in a very weak voice whilst Andromeda was trying to clean and close as many wounds as possible whilst keeping an eye on all the boys vitals and most importantly the bite wound for which he had been brought to the back of their lines right against the mansion walls itself in a small alcove between the stairs and a small extension.

"I completely agree with you, this is the biggest battle since the last great wizard war, and I have a feeling this battle was partaken by even more man and species then in the entirety of the last 30 years."

Nathan's point of view

The sound of battle was now more or less being overshadowed by the sound of the centaur hooves hitting the ground, and it was less clear how far away from the battle they were, but they knew it was close, in just a few minutes the group would be at the battlefield and they could take stock of how things were going.

Two minutes later saw the group charging out of the forest, Nathan and the wolves charging the werewolves whilst the centaurs shot their arrows at the wizards and charged the vampires swords held high.

Nathan immediately ran straight towards one of the three werewolves fighting Vahir, jumping onto him and biting into the werewolf's neck, he changed back to his human form after the initial attack and finished off the werewolf using his twin knifes with two quick stabs into the lower torso and throat, throwing said knife to a paleblood vampire's throat and running up to him, sliding underneath him and tackling him in the process, a quick spin and another stab later and the vampire moved no more.

After this he saw that Tonks was fighting off two wizards in black robes and decided to help, killing another werewolf in the process of eating one of the friendlies and threw a small fireball at one of the wizards that were standing against Tonks, throwing him off balance thanks to which he was finished by a cutter from Tonks.

This was when Nathan saw the two bodies lying just a bit beyond from where Tonks was fighting, he also saw both the Black woman tending to them.

Nathan felt a presence awakening, this presence had a dark and dangerous feeling to it.

Tonks' point of view

Tonks was shocked when she looked up at the boy standing in front of her staring at his brother's and sister's lieing body's, his eyes were darkening and the tint of red that she had already been used to at this point had completely turned to a very unsettling black, a blade of fire appeared in the boy's hand and without a warning cut off the head of two werewolves in one fell swoop of the blade.

"Ehm… Nathan, are you okay?" The metamorph asked her younger cousin. She received no answer from the boy, what unsettled her even more was the seeming heat radiating from him, he normally radiated a bit when angry, but this was new to not only her but everyone else as well, this heat was harsh and filled with darkness and negative emotion, of which an anger no one had ever felt from him before.

Nathan's point of view.

Nathan felt the pressure building all around him, he was slipping deeper and deeper into his own mind, a darkness was taking over, he felt more and more control slipping out of his grasp.

Nathan now found out that he was being pushed behind his defences were this darkness was stored before it was broken free, he felt a dark presence within him calling upon his demon abilities.

"oh sweet mother of Merlin…" Was the only thing he thought before he saw a great wall rise up between him and his 'eyes', he started fighting it as hard as he possibly could, but he was already too late, his own protections were fighting against him, and he found out how strong they really were.

That is when a seeming glow could be seen all around him and a voice he hadn't heard in a long time spoke up from within him.

"Don't fight it, I will make sure you will be able to stop him if he wants to hurt someone you know and love." The voice of Susan said from seemingly everywhere and nowhere at once.

Third person perspective.

The battle was pretty much lying still waiting for the vulcano called Nathan to burst, only two wolves were left by now, the alpha male Shadow and a small white cub, Blizzard, the two were slowly backing up back into the forest, and werewolves were literally fleeing the battlefield when they felt the presence of a darker darkness then they had ever felt before, vampires of both side were exchanging worried glances, wizards were staring wide eyed at the small boy standing between everything, now glowing completely black eyes, absorbing all the light that hit his face. His face was turning more and more ominous until you could see no features of the boy's face.

A great fire erupted from the ground around him and headed to every werewolf in the vicinity pushing them to the ground and shackling them there lying face down in the bloodstained mud, all had small ropes of pure heat keeping them on the ground and slowly slicing through their bodies, meaning a very slow and painful death for them.

When the boy looked around to the vampires around him people were getting more worried, more then ones the black sisters, tonks or Monsieur Delacour tried to communicate with the boy but he didn't seem to hear it, or he just completely ignored them, the worry grew when the boy started chanting in an unknown language, the fingerless gloves he had been wearing since the day the runes on his hands had appeared suddenly catches fire and a great array of runes started appearing on the entirety of his body.

Suddenly a red flash was seen coming from the air, a girl just a few centimeters smaller then the boy stood right in front of him, black hair in a ponytail through her cap with a red highlight seemingly burning through the darkness around them, her eyes were glowing a deadly red, lighting up a great deal of the darkness around them, a beacon of light within the sudden darkness.

"I liked those gloves…" The girl sounded surprisingly serieus. "oh, right... and no one touches my family!"

"And you think you can stop me?" The boy said with heat in his voice, "I am Death! You couldn't even stop me from taking over your body, and you know it!" The boy replied in an unearthly voice, a lot deeper than the childish voice of Nathan, it sounded almost demonic to the ears of the bystanders.

"Give me back control of my body and we will forget all of this." The girl replied to the threat before continuing, "And You are not Death, I know Death, and it is not you, it is Death who is interfering right now! It is Susan who helped me get out of my body to be able to stop you from doing something stupid, like say… attacking my friends and family." The girl said. "You know how protective I am of them, and how protective they are of me and harry both, talking about friends and family, who in the living hell are you anyway?"

"Ah, right, it is not very nice to kill someone without giving him or her a name of course, call me Melkor(1) if you really want to."

"Thanks Melkor for telling me your name, now I at least know who it is that resides in me and who I am fighting."

The crowd around them was looking on in shock to the seemingly two Nathans having a verbal clash and a battle of wills, the red light of the girl was battling the seeming darkness that emanated from the boy, blocking off the retreat of the shadows in the light of the upcoming sun.

This went on this 'peaceful'(read taunting) way for a bit before a shimmering red glowed around the two that formed a shield between the onlookers and the two children standing facing each other.

Not long after the shield went up, the sound of swords clashing could be heard coming from the two. The swords were blazing and made it able for the onlookers to see what they were doing. After half an hour of clashing swords both grew tired of it, even when both had fairly small wounds thanks to it, and decided it was time to pick up speed.

[A.N. From this point on I will refer to Nathan's Male body as Morgoth or Melkor, one and the same and all that, and his female body as Lillian(and she, don't be surprised, you could have expected it).]

Before Lillian could do anything a pillar of flame was headed her way hitting her straight on slamming her back to just centimeters from the shield, it took three seconds for her to get back to her senses, just in time to be able to jump out of the way of another ball of flames that was heading her way.

Lillian decided enough was enough and started powering up her own attacks, this lead to a huge battle between the two, more then once spells hit each other midair and just exploded, within another quarter of an hour the shield was forced down and the battle got a lot more dirty and one sided then it already was, Melkor had the benefit of experience, and started playing more and more dirty, after a bit flaming around the place attacking Lillian from all sides, it did not take long before Lillian was being forced to back off as she was also trying to defend her friends and family at the same time as trying to survive.

It was not even five minutes later that Lillian was forced down again, but this time she didn't have the energy anymore to even try and get up. Everything was getting misty and unclear, she was slowly losing focus, or at least, she thought she was losing focus, not noticing the tears in her eyes, Melkor was slowly moving up to her, sword drawn again and taunting her whilst coming closer and closer.

The vampires and witches and the wizard and even the centaurs, the herd of deer and Shadow and Blizzard were to shocked to even move a muscle when they saw the boy slowly moving to the girl for the killing blow and the girl looking around with tears staining her face for something to protect her with when her gaze caught an abandoned spear just out of reach.

"Any last words Nathan?" Melkor said tauntingly.

"Yeah, I can think of a few words I would be willing to use right now, but none seem appropriate at this moment." Lillian answered the taunt.

"That's it?" Melkor seemed nonplussed, "Of all the things you could think of that is what you say?"

Lillian waited for the last second to roll out of the way of Melkor's strike and felt the blade on the right of her stomach enter her body and slice through… "Waited a bit to long it seems…" She thought to herself whilst she rolled to her feet, picking up the spear in the process, and when Melkor ran forwards, he ran straight through into the point of the spear. The last thing Melkor said with a smirk on Nathan's face, before disappearing into fire was:

"You passed."

This was very confusing for everyone around as no one understood what he meant with this, in the meantime Lillian felt the defenses in her head fill up with the darkness again and the exhaustion slammed upon her like a boulder on a house, and before she even could say a word the girl fell back into the darkness of sleep, Andromeda Black and Vahir running towards him.

At the point Nathan blacked out it was already 7.45 AM, and the children had missed their portkey to Great Britain that was planned for 7.30AM that morning.

(1) Yes, dark lord of the first age of middle earth Melkor, same one, that is the darkness that resides within him, also a big teaser to what I've got planned for this, (if I ever get there anyway). [Note to self, change category in LOTR and HP, would probably be something I should do…]

(2) And I will be honest, before this version I had more then 1500 words scrapped because it just didn't feel right, and I felt it made the characters overpowered, it is quite easy apparently to get that, who would have thought… They still seem overpowered to be honest... I really need to work that out...