The Author wishes to inform you that the Poll decides the fate of my OC, thus deciding the fate of everybody else.
He also wishes to inform you that Scourge and his girl may or may not reunite before he dies.
He'd also like for you to review.
He is yelling at me to get on with it, and I quote: GET ON WITH THE DANG STORY, NOW!
Ziva and Annabeth wish to remind me that they are still competing over who gets Harry alone first, albeit I believe that Hermione should have that privilege, no?
ON WITH THE Story
Hey, I'm Scourge, and this is the beginning of my downfall. In retrospect, I'm surprised that the curse did not kill me sooner. But I will be dead by morning, so listen up.
My successor at this time will be Harry Potter, in lieu of my second best, as he is lying on the floor, dead, because of me.
I must be buried from whence I came, and my final acts while still in control of myself will be as follows: Say goodbye to Harry, Hermione, and the others, make sure that the SA is in good hands, andthen… I will die.
Don't blame anyone for my death.
I'm sorry about this Harry.
Scourge.
(Ziva POV)
I had known about this curse and that like cancer, it killed slowly. The treatments kept the curse from reaching his heart, but would fail. The letter that was in front of me was proof. Ross was dead, by the Killing Curse. How did this happen? Well, let me tell you how.
After McGee landed on Annabeth, and got the crap kicked outta him, I stepped in through the Floo, and found McGee whimpering, and Chase standing over him. This made me laugh, and I was still laughing when the others came through. Yeah, I have a cruel sense of humor, but still…
(Scourge POV)
No, I am NOT DEAD! All right, so after everyone came through, and I healed McGeek, I informed them why Chase was here. "Voldemort is raised again, and I had to do something that has not been done in millennia. That is allying Magic, with the Ancient Gods and Goddesses of Greece. The person that was sent over was Ms. Chase. She is the last Contract, I had to activate it." Harry stood and smiled. "Hermione, you knew Annabeth, right?" I was shocked. "Wait-what? Mrs. Granger, elaborate. Like, yesterday."
"I knew her from my one visit to New York. She was the one that confided that the Gods still exist, and I believed her. So, now she's here, so it must be bad." Hermione stated. By then, I was in my room, and writing that letter.
Just then, the Death Eaters attacked. About 100 of them swarmed them, and brought down the wards. I knew what I had to do.
"Guys, go through the Floo-""Scourge, we're not leaving you behind." Harry stated. Then, Ross, my second came through. "Scourge and I will hold them off. GO!" They persisted until I physically forced them through, and locked them out.
"This is gonna be fun, Ross. Remember the bad old days of Cops and Robbers? Now it's Terrorists and PIs." Just then, Pettigrew came in. "Avad-"I cut him off with a Crucio to the chest. I felt like ending the traitor's life. But Ross transfigured him into a bone. "Any hope of reinforcements?" "No, the guardsmen are dead." We went into last stand mode. Ross took the windows, sniping them with a McMillan Tac-50, I had my wand, and a grenade. I soon faced my first Death Eater in 6 years.
"Who-" That was Antonin Dolohov. He came in, along with Severus, and Bellatrix. I dodged Snape's Sectumsempra and returned fire with a Bone-Crusher. That hit Snape in the chest. Snape went down, and I threw my grenade and Antonin caught it. "Bye." He exploded. I laughed, this was really fun! Bellatrix made her fatal mistake right then, as she said, "Stupid Mudblood! The Dark Lord will rule all!"
I smirked coldly, and said, "Mudblood I may be, but I am much, much more ruthless than the Dork Lord. Sanguinous." This spell was so brutal, that I laughed as she went to her knees, bleeding. Her blood was literally being forced from her body. Snape came up, and I nearly caught him with my wand, but I heard a sharp cracking sound. "Just great, oh well, Ross, how many more?" "The last 17 Death Eaters are entering in-"I never heard the incantation that ended his life. I was now at the ready. If I was to die, I'd die with a Muggle weapon in my hands, so I brought out a Browning BAR, and smiled as they entered. I literally sprayed each Death Eater with bullets, but my fatal mistake was not checking my back, as one of my other longtime deputies, Jayce Caldwell, raised his wand, aimed at the small of my back, and whispered, "Avada Kedavra." Then, the darkness fell.
This is gonna sound so corny, but I woke up in heaven. "Am I dead?" I asked. My long-dead friend, Olivia Bates, said, "That only depends on you. You see, your soul is not the only resident in your mind. Tom Riddle made you a Horcrux." "How is that even possible?" "Albus Dumbledore did not only mess with Harry's life, he Obliviated you because you were also there on that fateful night in October." "WHAT? How do I get rid of it?" "The memory block faded when you fell, but the Horcrux must be destroyed by you personally. " She gave me the same wand I had on me when I fell. "Wait, will this destroy me as well?" "No, you see, when you were hit by that curse all those years ago, it was not actually a curse, it was a method to purify your soul, now, the thing is harmless as paper." So, I entered my mind, and no, I will NOT tell you what my mind was like, I have my own secrets to keep, if you catch my drift. When I confronted the thing, I did not even hesitate. I used the Unforgivable. "AVADA KEDAVRA!" I shouted, the moment the green light of death hit the Horcrux, I woke to a world of pain.
But, you would think, "The letter!" Well, that is a story for the next update.
Scourge, out.
AN: I decided that the opening words for the chappie would get you hooked.
There shall be more chapters.
Good night.