Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or Stargate SG1.
AN: I separated the chapters to keep the action scene separate so you don't have to look for it in the middle of a chapter just in case you want to read it again in the future.
PS: I think Harwick is in Southern Scotland. I looked it up in an atlas but I don't really remember now. I haven't internet at the moment so everything I say about Harwick is probably made up and untrue. I just needed a familiar name.
May 31, 1999: Milky Way: Earth: Bastion Line
Eight Marines pressed their backs against the pitch black stone wall, each crouching and balancing a rifle. Their black clothing made them nearly indiscernible from the area around them. Small goggles on their heads allowed them to see each other. Taking a deep breath the head Marine tapped his ear.
"Choker One, fire volley at the target location," the man's voice whispered into the radio. "My men are in position and ready to assault."
"Choker One here, firing volley," came the reply. Moments later the wall twenty yards in front of the Marines exploded in a hail of stone dust.
"What was that?" voices said across the compound as Death Eaters moved to investigate. Dark shapes appeared around the breach in the wall. Rather than storm the entrance, the Marines moved ever so slightly away from the wall and took careful aim. At the leader's signal, eight bursts of bullets shot from the Marine's weapons and dropped the enemy that had come to investigate. The silenced rifles made nearly no sound amongst the wind.
Silently the group of soldiers moved towards the breach. They slipped into the compound just as another patrol approached. The Marines ducked into a dark shadow of a stone building where nothing could be seen. Moving quickly but no less silently, the Marines infiltrated the building while the confusion outside reached a peak. The soldiers made their way up stairs and dodging patrols.
The plan still fresh in their minds, the eight Marines broke off in teams of two and headed for the corners of the building. After a few minutes, the marines had placed four blocks of C4 at each of the main structural nexuses and congregated at the main entranceway. Two guards stepped into the room at that very moment. They just barely noticed the Marines.
"Guards, enemies in the compound!" one of them screamed before both were silenced with quick shots to the neck. Moments later the room was stormed by dozens of dark robed figures. Silently cursing the Marines got behind cover and started shooting wild but accurate shots. Death Eater soldiers dropped by the pairs with hushed screams of anguish. Their green and red spells shot overhead, inaccurate even in the close space.
Two of the Marines dropped to red stunners before the leader gave the signal. The Marines each tapped a button on their chest, or had a teammate tap the button on the fallen comrades. Seconds later each Marine had disappeared through their Portkeys. Seconds after that the C4 charges went off. From a distinct distance the main tower of the Bastion shattered and collapsed, burying all inside.
The signal given, twelve M1A1 Abrams Tanks started firing volleys into the Bastion, fire from above slaughtering the Death Eaters inside. Two jets soared overhead and even larger explosions rained on the ruined compound. After only a minute the attack stopped. Fifty Marines guarded by one Wizard to every ten stormed the compound. Screams of terror littered the air as the Bastion was systematically and ruthlessly exterminated.
From atop one of the watching Abrams Tanks, Harry Potter pulled the night vision goggles and helmet from his head. He brought a pair of binoculars to his eyes and looked out at the Bastion, lit up from the fires brought about by the explosions. The man next to him kept his gear on.
"This is just the first step," Harry said, his eyes never leaving the Bastion. He turned suddenly and walked to the back of the tank. "Get rearmed quickly; we'll be heading out with the invasion force in twenty minutes." He jumped from the tank and disappeared into the darkness.
June 1, 1999: Milky Way: Earth: Southern Scotland: Harwick
Harry ducked behind a small hedgerow as three Death Eaters walked by, their wands at the ready. As they passed he popped up and downed al three with well placed shots. He dropped to the ground again as more of the Dark Wizards turned their eyes in his direction. His partner nudged him in the ribs, motioned with his hands. Harry nodded and waddled away in a crouch. The two soldiers moved around the group of Dark Wizards that approached. Both popped up and fired at a forty-five degree angle. The Death Eaters dropped without even seeing their enemies.
Controlling their heavy breathing, the two soldiers moved into the small town. The sound of spells and gunfire blanketed the darkness of the pre morning town. Tanks rolled by the side and encircled the town, preventing any escape. From all sides Marines were moving in assaulting the area. Wizards kept the town's Muggle populace under a powerful charm that made them completely unaware of what was going on around them.
The two Marines met up with the remaining six members of their squad just as the latter group came under intense fire from a large group of Wizards. Purely green spells shot their way as the group ducked behind buildings and rubble. One of the Marines fingered a grenade and lobbed it over his head landing it a few feet from the group of Wizards. The explosion brought about a quarter of the two dozen wizards to the ground in a cry of agony. Harry popped out from his cover and fired at the Wizards with his rifle. His men followed suit and felled all of the Death Eaters in a matter of seconds.
"This is Choker Three," one of the Picket Tanks reported across the radio. "I have three large creatures moving in from the south end of the town. I have no idea what they are but they're bigger than a man. That's it they're gone. I can't see them anymore." The group of Marines looked between themselves: they were in the south section of the city.
Howls blocked out the spell fire for a brief moment as the Marines found themselves face to face with three monstrous Werewolves. "Nice doggy," one of the Marines muttered his voice laced with fear. All at once the soldiers brought up their weapons and fired full automatic bursts at the creatures.
The Werewolves charged at the humans, shrugging off their bullet wounds. The Marines scattered but didn't cease firing. Harry grimaced, backing away as one of the wolves slashed down at him with its monstrous claws. He shifted to the side, his hand reaching down to his belt. He grabbed a specialized knife and drove it into the Werewolf's gut. He twisted it vertical and ripped the blade up into the beast's torso. With a cry of pain the human-wolf dropped crippled to the ground, mortally wounded from the silver knife.
Harry ripped the blade from the Dark Creature's chest and stood up straight. Another wolf had knocked one of his teammates to the ground. With a cry of rage Harry ran forward and leapt onto the beast's back. He drove his bladed weapon deep into the Werewolf's lung, the silver acting as a poison that entered its bloodstream immediately. The creature fell to the ground alongside the Marine who hastily got up. Another cry of pain alerted them to the death of the last wolf. Another Marine had remembered the Wizard's words upon bestowing them with the silver weapons.
"This is Kilo Six Four, my team's just secured city hall," a report came over the radio. "We've killed the Death Eater Commanders."
"This is Choker Five, the enemy forces are in full retreat trying to get out of the north of the city," a Picket Tank reported. Gunfire came across the comm. "Okay, we got them."
"All teams report in," an order came from GHQ.
"This is Kilo Two Five," Harry said into his radio. "We've secured the Southern Sector."
"This is Kilo Seven Three; we've just captured the Eastern Sector." More reports came in and the battle was labeled as a victory.
June 1, 1999: Milky Way: Earth: Southern Scotland: Forward GHQ: Harwick
Morning came early that day. Within eight hours Allied Forces had severed the Bastion Line and pushed into Rebel Territory and captured Harwick, Voldemort's Southern Headquarters. Death Eater forces were in full retreat either to the North or to the remaining fortresses on the Bastion Line. Allied forces were advancing smoothly through the country recapturing two more towns within the day before coming to another powerful obstacle.
In the Northern Region of Scotland, the Allied Advance moved smoothly. With most of the occupied towns and fortresses in the south, the military detachment barely ran into the enemy. Both forces came to the Cerberus Line, a hastily erected defensive circle linking the three fortresses that surrounded Edinburgh. Both strike forces had enough power to destroy a fortress alone. The plan would be to break through the Cerberus Line and capture Edinburgh, Voldemort's command center.
June 1, 1999: Milky Way: Earth: Scotland: Cerberus Line
Harry stared through his binoculars examining the fortress ahead of them. Smirking to himself he pondered the worthlessness of the Bastion. If Wizards were attacking he doubted that they would even get past the walls. However, the Abrams had a far greater range than any spell in Voldemort's arsenal. Still gazing through the binoculars he waved his hand absently. Twelve highly explosive rounds shot towards the fortress and exploded on impact. Harry took a deep breath as the bombardment continued before turning away from the carnage, though not from disgust.
The Wizard-in-unknown-disguise walked back through the group of tanks that were firing their weapons. His Special Operations team stood at attention a short ways from the tanks. Their black clothing signified their elite status. Harry stopped in front of them and gave the salute. The seven soldiers fell into the at ease position.
"Listen up people because I'm only going to say this once," Harry said sternly. "We are not going to be joining the assault on this fortress. There is only one reason." He paused for suspenseful effect. "I'm hungry." Behind him the main building of the fortress collapsed in an explosive storm. Slowly the sun set behind the horizon.
June 2, 1999: Milky Way: Earth: Scotland: Edinburgh
As the church bells chimed midnight, eight black-clad Marines slipped through the light defenses around the city of Edinburgh. The exhausted Death Eaters never even noticed the eight shadows that slit their throats. Silently the eight Marines moved through the darkness, headed towards city hall.
The front door opened silently, allowing the humans access. Inside several Death Eater commanders were pouring over a map of the city trying to formulate a defense. The Marines took aim and fired. Four Death Eaters dropped to the ground, dead, but one of them simply disappeared into thin air.
"HQ, we've just eliminated the enemy commanders," the team leader reported into his radio. "Begin Phase Two." Affirmatives were returned and explosions rained on the city.
"Colonel, what do we do about the one that got away?" one of the Marines asked.
"We've just captured his primary headquarters," Harry said looking over the map. He took a writing utensil and circled and area on it. "There's only one place for him to go now." With that he turned and walked away. The Marines peered down at the map. The Black Citadel was circled.
June 2, 1999: Milky Way: Earth: Scotland: Edinburgh: Cerberus Line: Black Citadel
Explosions rained down on the heavily fortified Citadel, the last fortress of Voldemort's Rebellion. All of his forces had been withdrawn to this one area in a desperate attempt at resistance. A flight of Raiders flew overhead, dropped cluster bombs on the Citadel. The cries of pain and agony reached even the front line where the Tanks and Infantry bombarded the fortress. All at once the explosions ceased and the Infantry began their advance.
Harry Potter and his team of Marines raced through the sharp breach on the western wall. Their rifles shot from the hip, their heavy breathing blocked out by the gunfire and screaming. Death Eaters dropped left and right and center as the soldiers forced their way into the main building of the fortress. The Marines had one mission.
Just as in the retaking of Edinburgh, the Spec Ops Team needed to find the primary command center that had been created in the building and eliminate the commanders inside personally to ensure that they couldn't escape. One room in the center of the compound guarded by four Death Eaters was quickly breached.
Four wizards turned in surprise. One burst of automatic fire brought all four to their knees. Harry stepped forward and shot each and every one twice through the head to ensure that they died.
"Whew, what did they do to this guy?" one of the Marines asked as he grabbed a man's shirt collar. Harry glanced over, saw the man had dark gray skin and blood red eyes. The Marine looked to him for advice.
Harry shrugged. "Maybe he had a bad case of pink eye." Out of the corner of his eye, something caught his attention. Without another word he moved over to the table that the commanders had been poring over. On the hardwood furniture, Harry found a single enormous crystal. It had Ancient markings on it. His face thoughtful, Harry snuck the crystal into his pocket and turned to leave the room. "We've completed our mission. Let's get out of here and enjoy the fireworks."
Thirteen minutes later, the entire bastion exploded as a barrage of tank and plane fire honed in on the main building.
(End Chapter)
So, what do you think? Was it good? Was it everything you hoped for and more? Did the battle excite you? If so then you are obligated to review. It's only fair, isn't it? After all, I took off from school to write the last two chapters.
In other news I've decided exactly what I'm going to do with Harry after this mission. It'll be a mix of Option C and a suggestion I got from a faithful reviewer. The idea was so good that it sparked something in my mind that just won't go away. When I post the next chapter I'll say who that reviewer was. I don't have the reviews in question in front of me at the moment. Anyway please review as always. It's so inspirational to hear all of your comments, even the one worded ones.