Tivor one-shot

Mobile Infantry

not connected to the original Tivor, just something I came up with.

One shot, don't ask for more, or conversely, write your own
version..This is a plot bunny inspired by Tivor.
Mobile Infantry is owned and held Dear by the Heinlein estate,
although I wonder why they let that movie be released..
Harry and assorted characters, you-know-who owns them

Filious Flitwick stood on the top of the astronomy tower with the rest
of the staff, looking toward the east, up between the mountains
encompassing Diglys valley. There were signs of movement, there were
giants visible amongst the trees, there was the cold signature of
Dementors.. and there were Voldemorts' troops, his cannon fodder, all
grouped and waiting.. there were a great many building walls and
things to hide behind.. truly a hard landscape to fight or duel in. He
looked to the Headmaster, who was calmly watching the box tht Harry
had left for them.. There was a screen, an assortment of blinking
lights, and a speaker. The screen was perfectly round and a needle
facing west. A voice crackled from the speaker "Approach vector
88degrees ETA one minute" a noise was heard in the sky from the west,
a screaming which built in volume, shaking the walls and rattling the
windows..
Flitwick covered his ears and watched the great sharklike ship, and
that's all it could be, a ship, scream by, overhead, almost three
miles up.. It was huge, even at this distance.. There burst out of
the ship, just as it past a flare and two meteors of sorts, followed
by a group of twenty more. Each object was surrounded by exploding
flares of chaff and heat attractors, obviously meant to attract those
kind of threats.. Flitwicks' eyes were sharp enough to catch the dark
speck which fell at an angle to the fireworks above.. The speaker on
the box crackled as the great ship disappeared into the sky, angled
up toward space.. "Good Hunting Shiva" the response "ACK" came , and
then silence. Twenty or the falling specks vectored out into a circle
surrounding the valley, in order to enclose and contain. Two specks
were on a course to dead center.

The previous day:
Harry stood at the center of the great hall, with Hermione at his
side. He set a spell on his throat,, and Dumbledore recognized it, but
had never seen it used, a 'universal sonorus', a spell which made sure
that every magical being within a thousand miles heard the speaker..
sufficient to reach to the margins of the UK and part of Europe.
Now hear this, Tom Marvalo Riddle, Also known as Lord Voldemort, I am
challenging you to a duel. Tomorrow at noon, in the center of the
Diglys Valley east of Hogwarts"
Bring your half-blood ass and all your snivilling sycophants, bring
your army of dark creatures, bring all your inferi, for this is a duel
to the death.. Tom Riddle, I have destroyed ALL your horcruxes and
now I am going to destroy you, unless you are not the all powerful
great wizard you think you are..and are a coward, going to hide under
your bed.. Bring your inner circle, bring Malfoy, Bring Bellatrix,
bring the Lestrange faggots, bring Dolohov, Bring your stooge,
Umbridge... I have the names of every death eater, every sycophant,
every bootlicker...that includes you Cornelius Fudge.. Be there or I
will hunt you down like the rabid dogs you are.. As the Head of the
Ancient and Noble Houses of Potter and Black, I challenge all of those named to a
duel, Tomorrow at noon, The center of Diglys Valley."
He ended the spell and said no more. Looked directly at Snape, who
snarled and sprinted away, followed by several students, all clutching
their arms in pain. "I guess now we know where HIS loyalties lie.."
Harry smirked at Dumbledore. "Here keep everyone clear of that area
tomorrow, and you will need this.. Watch from the top of the astronomy
tower. The students will be safe as long as they are inside Hogwart's
wards, so just to be safe, don't let anyone beyond the battlements."
He put his arms around Hermione who complied with her own arms, and
they faded in a twinkle of blue lights.

The black dots fell at terminal velocity, each had a screaming sound
attached to it.. Filius recognised it, a psychological weapon used by
the Nazi's in WW2, screamers attached to dive bombers, and various
missles.. He recalled the stuttering buzz of the V1 rocket bombs
during the blitz. This scenario was looking familiar, but he could not
recall from where. He continued to watch as the dots came closer to
the ground, and became more clearly visible as... armored troopers of
some sort. The two in the center of the conflict dodged suddenly as
assorted Green and red spells reached up and tried to pick them off
out of their ballistic path. Suddenly there was the sound of heavy
weapons fire and flares of missiles of many sorts flew in all
directions. Impacting in the various groupings of gathered Death
Eaters, antipersonnel, fragmentation grenades, something that an
American grunt would recognise as a 'daisy cutter' The figures hit
the ground and bounced almost forty feet in the air, and at the apex
of each bounce, fired various ordinance.. Not everything fired was
ballistic or HE based, a good many objects thrown were magical in
content.. There were a group of inferi massing, waiting to be deployed
by their keepers, and a spellbomb dropped dead center, and every
inferi in the blast zone, not only fell down REALLY dead, but their
bodies dissolved. Those in the know suspected a potion based shell..
The giants, were quickly disposed of, direct impact HE, tearing great
gouts of flesh, killing them instantly. The twenty troopers around the
edges of the valley were keeping in any potential escapees, and there
was very little chatter on the radio.. only warnings.. "Solaris rounds
away"
"Thanks for the warning Shiva 12" a sarcastic voice sounded. "Sorry
Leftenant, had a situation" Dumbledore realized what was coming and
cast a shade spell as quickly as he could on the eastern wards of
Hogwarts. Flitwick shouted a sonorus heard throughout the castle
"CLOSE YOUR EYES" most people did in time.. some didn't and would be
in Madame Pomfrey's care for the next week regrowing their retinas.
The brightest light anyone had ever seen bloomed, reaching into every
nook and cranny, into places there had been no light for centuries..
As vision came back, the battlefield was scorched and there were Death
Eaters down everywhere, assorted minions, grasping their eyes,
bleeding between the fingers.. The two central figures stopped at the
west end of the valley and conferred and then stepped into action,
exterminating every being of every sort, leaving no one alive.
they came to an area in the center of the valley. The twenty on the
rim were working their way in past the ash remains of hundreds of
vampires, assorted dark creatures, Werewolves with the fur burned off
them.. none of these creatures could stand against the Mobile
Infantry, and were slaughtered, changing the balance of power in the
nation for centuries to come. At the center stood Voldemort and a few
of his inner circle, all damaged to some degree, with burns, blistered
skin, shrapnel damage. They were huddled behind a ridge, thinking
that they had the high ground and any assault would come from below,
for that was the direction of the most destruction going on. Two
Mobile infantry troopers jumped into the center of the group, landing
on either side of Voldemort. There was a flurry of AKs thrown about
and at least two of the inner circle became part of the Dead circle..
The smaller of the two troopers shuffled over to Dolohov and the
speaker crackled.. "I owe you this" the arms opened up and out snapped
a pair of sharp blades, which were extensions of the forearms, each a
yard long. The trooper crossed the blades making an X and thrust,
using a scissors motion, cut Dolohov in half.. The other trooper
looked on, one armored hand holding Voldemort by the throat, suspended
two feet off the ground, and the other hand shooting flames and
burning up the other inner circle members. One managed to throw
himself to the ground and try and throw curses at the standing
troopers. The smaller trooper threw down the remains of Dolohov and
stepped on the death eater on the ground, the several tons of armored
weight crushing bone and flesh. The Death Eater, Severus Snape
recognized the trooper with dying eyes.. and tried to say something
but lost his voice when his head was ripped from his body. Through the
visor of the armored suit could be seen the lovely face of Hermione,
eyes covered with VR goggles, mic strapped in place, and HUD glowing
with information. The other Trooper, Leftenant, Shiva-1, Harry Potter
held Tom-IAm Lord Voldemort-Riddle off the ground, his created body
limp, his mind barely working.. Harry spoke, with a sonorus so
everyone could hear. "We have destroyed every one of this Dark Lord's
army in the matter of minutes.. If the people of the magical world had
worked together this would not have been necessary."
he turned to the ex-dark lord "Tom Marvalo Riddle, AKA lord Voldemort,
you are sentenced to death, so mote it be" The Dark Lord in hand
crumbled into dust, leaving nothing behind but a rag a bone and a
splatter of blood.

The troopers all met at the center of the valley and one set off a
beacon.. A contrail sped across the sky and a retrieval ship landed.
The troopers settled into their places and powered down as they
sounded off Shiva 20..Shiva 19.. until they were all accounted for.

The portable board on top of the astronomy crackled to life.. "We
have incoming, clear the battlements and get everyone into the Great
Hall, Headmaster" Dumbledore used his own sonorus and chivvied
everyone into the Great Hall, and was not surprised to see a great
flash of light and a thunder which moved the foundations of the
castle.. When the light faded and the ground stopped moving, he looked
up and could see the shock waves streaming across the sky, pushing the
clouds before them.. The Black Lake sloshed like an ocean tide. He
peeked over the battlements toward the Diglys Valley and was
astonished to see..nothing, the entire valley was stripped bare of any
form of life, right down to the rock. The Mountains had contained the
blast, and the wards had protected
Hogwarts, and other than some random Debris in freefall, there was
nothing to be done.

The portable control panel was quietly playing a tune. "To the
everlasting glory of the infantry, shines the name, shines the name of
Rodger Young.."

originally posted
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