Harry sighed as he sat in the Bunker. He'd opted to not attend the Sorting, if only to avoid the halfling who was trying to kill him and popped his neck before going back to work on his new project. If one were to look at it, they'd see it looked like a model of a Gundam. Holly appeared next to him and looked worried. "Harry," she said.

"Yes," Harry said briefly, distracted as he worked..

"Your mother is calling your phone."

"Can you put her on holographic display, please? I'm kind of busy." Holly nodded and projected Cindy's image beside him.

"The Sorting is starting soon," said Cindy.

"Not interested. Busy over here. And Luna was kind enough to tell me the first week's lessons for all of my classes, so I'll be spending most of the first week in the Bunker."

"That's not healthy, Harry."

"We're nearing Revelation Day. Our first priority is to make sure the three worlds do not provoke one another into going to war either for land, resources or some other such bullshit. Kessler planned for Revelation Day for a reason. He had people essentially forcing it to happen. Everything he has done is in preparation for the Darkness. We don't know how long after Revelation Day the Darkness will make itself known to the world as a whole. We need to be prepared. I need to be prepared along with the other Beacons. The closer we get to all of this, the more scared I get. You know inventing, putting together, and improving calms me. It's either this or the even more unhealthy solution of Machine Mind."

"Machine Mind," asked Cindy.

"Right, I never explained. Machine Mind is essentially the Technomancer equivalent of Occlumency. Only it's more refined. All emotions are shut off, logic becomes the only driving force for our minds. It was discovered about a year ago and mostly shows up in Technomancers with emotional trauma. Because of that, it becomes a bit too… dependent. Those who instinctively do not want to deal with the pain they're going through will rely on Machine Mind more and more often. Given that most Technomancers are popping up as children my age and younger with adults being more sporadic, it's troubling and not good. Children with parents who are sick, law enforcement and emergency services, military or abusive are more likely to slip into Machine Mind."

"Why didn't you when you were still with the Dursleys?"

"I fought back. Vernon would break my stuff and I would get angry despite the beatings because of that. According to my birth mother's journals, I threw tantrums like crazy and inherited her hot-headedness. I think that's what kept me sane."

"Can you call it sane," asked Holly.

"I should turn off your snark."

"But you won't. Miss MacGrath, may I suggest something? Harry needs a distraction, yes? And you want him out of the lab more often? Why not Quidditch?" Harry blanched before turning to the A.I..

"Now wait just a…"

"Excellent idea, Holly," said Cindy with a grin. "A little sport never hurt anyone."

"Quidditch hurts people on a daily basis," objected Harry.

"You have active healing," said Holly. "Admittedly, you are less at risk than any other mage participating in the game."

"That is not the point!"

"Ok," said Cindy. "It's decided. To get you out of the lab more often and make sure you don't go crazy, you're going to try out for Quidditch this weekend. As for the rest of this week, you can some time to yourself to prepare for the tryouts."

"You can't be serious."

"I am. You need a healthy balance between physical labor, mental refining, and preparing. Once you find a healthy balance in all of the things in your life currently, then you get a say in what you can do." Harry sighed before turning to the two.

"You're both evil."

"I'm your mother."

"And I'm an A.I.," said Holly.

"Not funny," said Harry as he turned back to the figure. "You can't make me."

"Oh, I can," said Cindy. "You forget, I'm not just your mother, I'm also your teacher and because you're no longer the only experienced Technomancer in the school…" Harry got where she was going winced slightly.

"Shit."

"Language. Until further notice, your Technician Card is confiscated and your time in the Bunker is limited."

"Dammit."

"Now, march." Harry sighed before Digitizing his tools and the figure before standing up.

"Dammit."

"Keep it up and I'll extend it." The two of them went out of the Bunker and Harry looked up as Cindy dried the path back to the castle.

"At least it's not raining."

"Harry," exclaimed a voice in the distance. Harry and Cindy turned to the voice and spotted something flying towards them. "Look out!"

"M?!" Harry activated his Thrusters and shot up to meet with the incoming object and paused as he spotted a dragon-like creature with long red hair. "What the hell is that?!"

"Just help! She doesn't know how to slow down!" Harry sped to them and sat behind M on the creature's back.

"Sit still!" He looked at the creature. "Hope this works…" He switched to Parseltongue. {"If you can understand me, get small!"} The creature seemed to understand and brought its limbs in close besides its wings. Harry wrapped an arm around M's waist and held out a hand as she blushed. "Channel energy to me and brace!" M did as he asked and closed her eyes. "Faraday Cage!" A web of lightning shot out in front of them and moved halfway around all of them. "Brace for impact!" They grunted as they landed after Cindy dried more of the ground to help with M and Harry in case they were knocked off the creature. Harry grunted as he and M were thrown from the creature's back and M landed on top of him as they skidded to a stop.

"You ok?"

"Just peachy…" Harry looked up at her and chuckled as she blushed from how close she was to him.

"And what the hell is so funny?"

"Technically I'm two away from being even with you." M rolled her eyes before getting off of him as Cindy helped them up. M turned to the creature as it shook her head. Harry caught sound of her whispering to it and turned to a Gibraltar camera; nodding, letting Holly know to back up any recordings she was already making. He and M may be friends, but she still worked with Harper, a man Harry refused to trust, and as long as M was working with the man, M couldn't be fully trusted unless she fully cut ties from her illusive boss. "So, what brings you here?"

"Well…"

"My daughter is enrolling at your school this year," said the creature. Harry stared at it for a moment before leaning into M.

"I knew you were part reptile," he whispered. M smacked him upside the head.

"Adopted like you, arse," she said.

"Language," said the creature and Cindy.

"Ok, that's creepy," muttered Harry. He leaned to her again. "How did you get adopted by a dragon?"

"I can hear you," said the creature. "And I'm not a dragon."

"No, don't," hurried M before the creature started shifting. M winced as Harry and Cindy stared at the woman as she turned human. She had a slim build and was standing at about 5'5", long red hair that stretched down to her back and vibrant green eyes that resembled Harry's in more than one way. She held her hand out and smiled.

"Nice to meet a friend of Miranda's. I'm Lilith Lawson, her mother." Harry turned to M who was avoiding his gaze. Before he could say anything, Holly appeared.

"Harry," she exclaimed. "Vatican City is being attacked! People are speculating it's the First Sons!"

"Vatican City? Dammit, Section XIII!"

(2 hours prior)

Alexander Anderson coughed into his handkerchief as he sat in his desk in Iscariot's hideout. He frowned as he spotted blood coating the piece of cloth and pocketed it as Heinkel walked in. "Father Anderson," she said as she looked over the documents in her hand. "Are these orders right?"

"They are," he said as he stood up, using a cane to walk over to her. The chemotherapy he was undertaking was taking its toll on his physical health and he was getting weaker by the day. "The Pope, in light of young MacGrath's revelation of what is coming, decided that our vault is no longer a safe place to keep the items we have here in Section XIII. The Vault is to be opened to allow other organizations in to take the artifacts and hide them away."

"What Organizations?"

"Magical ones. We're not allowed to know what they are in case anyone tries looking for them. Yumi, despite her current physiology, has been tasked with protecting the Vault until such time as all items have been safely removed. That includes the Arc, original tablets of Moses, and the body of Christ." He looked her dead in the eye. "The Pope feels that when Revelation Day comes, there will be people attempting to steal these items. Both from outside the Church, and within. We both know what would happen if someone got their hands on any of these items. Lord knows what I almost became."

"I still need to properly thank Daniels for that."

"She should've allowed me to die. I knew what sin I had committed by taking the Blood of Christ into my own body. I became the Crown of Thorns and almost lost myself, turning the Blood and the Crown into a weapon rather than a Holy artifact."

"If you had died, Lilian would not have been given the life she has now. Iscariot would've been corrupted more than it was before, and another Maxwell would've gone crazy and tried to become God. Because of you and Isabel, we made sure that wouldn't happen again. You're the most respected Paladin in Iscariot."

"And when I'm gone, none of what I did will matter. Yumi will be kept far away from the inner workings, you will be outed not long after, and if we don't get rid of these things now, before things go to Hell in the wake of Revelation Day and the Darkness, another Maxwell will be the least of our worries." He looked over the documents again. "Isabel trusts the lad. And I trust her. We need to do our part while we can." Anderson started coughing again and Heinkel guided him into a chair by the door.

"You should rest, Father Anderson."

"I should. But there's work to be done. I need to check on the latest generation of nanobots before…" Anderson stopped as the building shook. They looked up.

"What was that?"

"…Heinkel. Get to Yumi, help her defend the Vault."

"Why?"

"We're under attack. That was a panzerschrek anti-tank rocket."

"A panzerschrek?!"

"Seems Alucard missed a few members of Millennium. Go. Defend the Vault. I have business to attend to."

"Father Anderson, how do you know…?"

"Kessler told me. A few days ago a pre-recorded message was sent to me explaining the possible futures. One of them was Klein's remaining forces were going to attack during the transition of the artifacts in the Vault. Go, now. Help your girlfriend." Heinkel refused to leave his side and Anderson turned to her fully. "If you don't go now, she'll be overrun! Go! Defend the Vault until you know the artifacts are completely out of harms way! I know you want to help me as well, but I'm nearing the end. I have a few last things to do before I reach the Pearly Gates. Go, now!" Heinkel hesitated before hugging the man and running to the Vault.

Anderson coughed violently before making his way to the Iscariot R&D as the alarms started blaring, alerting the rest of Iscariot to the attack. He made his way into the room and found the scientists scrambling. His latest coughing fit brought him to someone's attention, and they rushed over. "Paladin Anderson," they said. "What are you doing here?!"

"What's the status of the data recovery and purge?"

"I-well-I… We started as soon as the alarms sounded." The scientist led him into the room and to the main servers. "If we had Lillian here, things would go faster, but she's at school at this moment and we can't get ahold of her or those Heathen friends of hers."

"They're children, not heathens. We cannot do things the way we have in the past. And you forget, my daughter is one of those heathens you so vehemently hate, so watch it. Where are the Omega prototypes?"

"In the stasis chamber like always, why?"

"Purge all data of them. And give me an injection."

"Father Anderson, they're prototypes! There's no guarantee they'll work! And with your health the way it is…"

"I don't remember giving a suggestion, I gave you an order. Millennium remnants are attacking our headquarters. The Vault is in the middle of being relinquished into the hands of other organizations to safeguard the artifacts and keep them out of unworthy hands. I'm not about to let my men fight these actual heathens alone. I need those Omega nanobots. Now inject me!" The scientist stared at the man for a moment as Anderson sat down before shaking his head.

"You are a madman, Alexander Anderson."

"Noted. Now, when I'm out killing, I want you to get our files onto a drive and send them to Isabel Daniels."

"Her?!"

"Yes, her! She's the only one I can absolutely trust with them! Get them to Heinkel and she'll get them into her hands." The scientist injected the nanobots into Anderson. "Then get your arse out through the emergency tunnel and find a place to hide away until someone puts out the all clear signal." Anderson groaned as energy started coursing through his body.

"I told you they were prototypes."

"I bloody heard you. Just tell me what I can do!"

"Theoretically, you can do what we've observed Lillian doing. Digitization, Materialization, Machine controlling, Data Transference, and what I can guess you really wanted, rapid regeneration and energy expulsion."

"Aye."

"You know this may agitate your tumor."

"I'm aware. Just do what I say." Anderson stood up and blinked as he realized he didn't feel as weak as he did previously. With a grim look on his face, Anderson left R&D. One of the assistants turned to the scientist.

"Why didn't you warn him about the side effects," they asked.

"The man is willing to inject untested magic nanobots to fight Nazi vampires. What part of any of that doesn't already sound insane? How much worse could he get?"

Anderson snuck up behind a Millennium soldier and jammed a silver bayonet into the back of its head. This brought the attention of its comrades to him and Anderson gave a malicious grin before charging forward. Almost instantly, overhead lights broke open and their wires pulled two of the Nazi's off of the ground before ripping them apart. Anderson used this as a distraction to drop a head to the ground before throwing another bayonet into the brains of another Nazi. Anderson laughed before several rounds were shot into his body. He turned to the intruders and grinned before instinctively draining electricity from the electronics nearby and healing himself instantly. "Oh," he said. "As a certain vampiric heathen would say, 'Ya done goofed.'" Anderson pulled out more bayonets before mirroring what he'd seen from Cole and Harry MacGrath and channeling electricity into them before charging at the Nazis as they struggled to reload.

Heinkel shot down another vampire before Yumi tackled her girlfriend to the ground and avoided a fireball aimed at their defensive position. They looked up and spotted a face they remembered Isabel had fought during the Millennium assault. "Klein…" muttered Heinkel.

"Guten tag, Frauleins," said the Millennium commander. "Tell me. Where might I find Fraulein Daniels? She and I have some… catching up to do."

"You can see her in hell!" Heinkel unloaded her pistols into the vampire and gaped as they did almost nothing.

"Ach. I see we will have to do things the hard way." Klein looked up and spotted what they were defending. "Ah, the infamous Iscariot Vault. Home to many artifacts that Herr Himmler would've died for. Danke schon, Frauleins, for making it so easy to find." Yumi drew her sword and Klein rolled his eyes before holding up a hand and shooting lightning at the blade. Yumi screamed in pain as she was shocked before Klein used magic to throw the two women behind him and stuck them to a wall. "Do you like my new magic? Curtesy of my new employer. So much easier to use in the modern world, isn't it?" Klein walked to the Vault and aimed a wand at it, using magic to open the door. As soon as it was open, he was knocked to the ground by a shadow. He looked up and saw it snatch up the two women. He looked into the Vault and saw it empty. "Scheisse."

"You got a mouth on you, Kraut," said a voice behind him. He turned around and spotted a man with brown hair with patches of white spattered here and there. He stared down the barrel of an M16 assault rifle. "Any last words?"

"Do you really think that can do anything to me, dummkopf?" Klein stood up and started controlling wires behind the man.

"Maybe not this, but something else might." The man ducked under the wires before lobbing something at the German's feet. Klein looked down and gripped his head as repeating lines of code started filling his mind. The man grinned before jamming a device into the wall and backing away. Klein looked up and spotted white flames surrounding the man before he disappeared.

The man landed outside of the Vatican and gunned down a Nazi that was trying to eat a couple of reporters. "Get out of here, go!" The reporters nodded before running away. "Sabrina, where's that Mass Transport?"

"Pope is clear," said a voice over his radio. "Orders, sir?"

"Keep these Kraut assholes away from the civilians! Backup should be on its way any time now! Vault is emptied! Going back in for extraction and recovery, when MacGrath gets here, get him away as quickly as possible. Sons won't let him get away easily this time."

"Roger." The man glanced up at the Vatican before sighing.

"Never changes." The man Charged through a powerline back into the building.

Outside the Section XIII Vault, Klein roared and shot black flames at the Zip Grenade, destroying it. "Who was that man?"

"Commander," shouted one of his men. "We need assistance! It's…" Klein watched as his soldier's head collapsed to the ground and grimaced before vanishing the blood on his white uniform.

"It's a shame for you have lost your head," said a voice behind the still standing ghoul. "A careless vampire who wound up dead."

"Alexander Anderson, I presume," said Klein as the body collapsed. Anderson stood behind the body with a sadistic grin on his face.

"Well, look what we have here, a bloody heathen!" Klein pulled out his wand and aimed at Anderson, only to blink as he found the man surrounded by lightning and right in front of him.

"Sheisse!" Klein grunted as Anderson's knee impacted with his head. He growled before Apparating a few feet back. "You've given yourself an upgrade, I see."

"I'll be damned if I'm gonna let some half-arsed vampire kill my men." Anderson coughed violently and spat blood on the ground between them.

"So you are dying. Seems our intel was correct. Herr Grindelwald will be pleased to hear this. One less threat to worry about."

"Oh, I wouldn't be too sure about that. So, you're Klein, right? The Pyromancer Isabel fought on the zeppelin."

"Ah, yes. Fraulein Daniels. I do so hope to see her again. After she froze me to death."

"And yet, here you are, as half alive as a drunkard. Tell me, Klein, how the hell did you survive?"

"Simple cryogenics won't do so much as to kill me. My familiar ensured I was freed not long after I was frozen. By then, Herr Major and the others were dead. You. I dug into her mind that day. She saw you as the father she would've wanted. Not Alucard. The great Alexander Anderson. The monster of the Vatican."

"Aye, I'm a monster. Only thing I can be. Now if you're done monologuing, I have one thing to say to you."

"Last words before I kill you. Sehr gut, what are they?"

"Sword."

"Sword?" Anderson grinned as a katana blade sliced through his neck, covered in electricity. Harry MacGrath stood behind the vampire and gagged slightly.

"It's nothing like the movies," he groaned before dry heaving.

"Well, you took your bloody time!"

"Do you know how many people are in danger out there?!" They were interrupted as the body was surrounded by flame and a creature formed from them before disappearing.

"What in the blood soaked, Protestant Hell was that?!"

"My guess, a Salamander?"

"Lad, that was no amphibian."

"No, a magical Salamander. Lesser drake that is mistaken as a Flame Spirit. They typically are one of three creatures that form a familiar bond with Pyromancers. Handy when you're near death."

"So that's how he survived. Dammit. What the hell are you doing here?"

"Saving you, despite my better judgement, Judas Priest. Isabel'd kill me if I did nothing."

"On that we can agree." Anderson's words were followed by another coughing fit and a spitting of blood onto the floor.

"Jesus." Harry ignored the look Anderson gave him and looked at the safe. "What was in there?"

"None of your damn business. Where's Isabel?"

"Still at the school. When I heard the First Sons were here, I came alone. There's some stuff back there that I… do not want to deal with right now."

"It's not First Sons. Millennium."

"Millennium? Nazi Vampires? That's just retarded."

"You sure you're not Isabel's boy?"

"She's like the insane older sister rather than a mother."

"Sounds about right. Though great aunt would define her better."

"She'd kill us both just for that comment." Harry pulsed to get a layout of the building's electrical systems and looked at Anderson when the man glowed bright orange and orange circuit lines crossed the man's body. "What the hell did you do?"

"Omega nanobot prototype. Was the design gift you sent us."

"I didn't send any…" Harry growled as a bullet went through his shoulder. He sparked up red and blasted the Nazi behind him into ashes.

"Bloody hell…"

"He ruined my suit and shot me. Fucking asshole." Harry absorbed the energy from a flashlight to heal and turned to Anderson. "Now talk. You said these nanobots were sent by me, but I never sent anything to you."

"I ran the programming by Isabel, she said it looked like your work. It even came from your private email, Isabel confirmed that was well. One of the lab techs has a drive with the designs on them right now. There's an escape tunnel that leads to the Mediterranean. Lights run all throughout the tunnel. Follow it, you'll find them."

"Wait. I can't be near the water." Harry watched as Anderson walked past him. "Where are you going?"

"To teach these heathens a lesson!" Harry shook his head as the priest ran off and followed his directions.

Anderson came across a slew of corpses and grinned as he spotted ghouls still feasting on them. "Haha. Hahahaha." Anderson grinned before throwing his bayonets forward and beheading one of them. The ghouls looked up and started charging for the Judas Priest. Anderson brought out more bayonets and laughed as his body started leaking electricity. He cut down one behind him as a few started shooting their rifles. Anderson grinned as the bullets riddled his body and he started healing instantly.

The Paladin shot lightning into the barrels of the guns and ignited the powder in the bullets, making them explode in the ghouls' hands. He chuckled before lobbing off a head and bisecting one right between the eyes. He stumbled as a shotgun sounded and pain erupted in his back. He turned around and grabbed a ghoul by the neck, surging electricity through the monster's body as more ghouls rounded the corner. Anderson picked up a dropped radio and turned to the Iscariot channel. "To all remaining members of Iscariot still in the Headquarters, get out now! We're overrun! Activating Gamma-Tetra! Get out now! This is Director Anderson ordering all surviving Iscariot personnel to evacuate!"

Anderson growled in pain as another shotgun blast ripped off his left arm. He glared at the ghouls before throwing rigged bayonets into their ranks. The ghouls recoiled as they exploded and Anderson leapt into their numbers, slicing and stabbing his way through them as his body worked overtime to try and heal itself and Anderson's mind started slipping as he lost sight of anything but killing those in front of him. He laughed as he ran a ghoul's head through with a bayonet before surrounding his body with orange lightning and grabbing a ghoul by the face. He overcharged the body before throwing it to the other ghouls and letting the body explode from the built-up energy pushing itself out.

Anderson laughed sadistically before a ringing brought his senses back to focus. He pulled out his phone and saw it was Lily calling him, more than likely asking if he was alright. Anderson stared at his phone before hitting the call decline button and bringing up the radio again. "Yumi. Heinkel. Can you two hear me?"

"Anderson," called Harry on the other end. "Heinkel is shot in the leg. I'm healing it but we're pinned down inside the tunnel. I have the drive. We need help."

"You said you're in the tunnel?"

"We are, and so are the ghouls. We're at the end but Yumie is taking forever to open the damn hatch! It's a lead hatch, I can't Charge us out!"

"How long can you hold out if Yumi can't get the hatch open?"

"Not long! Probably about five minutes!" Anderson thought for a moment before speaking up.

"Yumi, Heinkel… Take care of Adder for me."

"Father Anderson," asked Heinkel.

"Activating Gamma-Tetra. Harry, help should get there soon. Use your Cryomancy to protect yourselves. And tell Lillian… and Isabel… I'm sorry." Anderson drained the radio before stumbling again as another shotgun blast racked across his back. Anderson chucked the last of his bayonets out at the ghoul before stumbling over to a hidden room. He pressed a button and a panel lifted from the floor. Anderson prepared the device in front of him when he felt a sharp pain going through him from his back to his front. He looked down and spotted a katana running through his body. He looked behind himself and spotted a boy of Chinese descent the same age as Harry and Lily. Anderson growled and sent a charge into the blade. The boy simply shrugged it off with a chuckle and pulled his sword out.

"Boss," he said into an earpiece. "It's done." He paused as he listened before his eyes widened. "What?!"

"Gamma-Tetra protocol ac-activate," coughed Anderson. Somehow, his nanobots had been deactivated and he was starting to lose blood. "Authorization code: Boondock Saints…" The boy glared before going to lob of the man's head, only to grunt as Anderson used his waning strength to grab the boy's arm. "Get out of here, lad. You've got a long life to live for. No sense dying here." Anderson glared at the ghouls who were closing in on the scent of blood from Anderson. "And you better hope you don't meet the other boy who was here." Anderson gave him a glare that made the boy's blood freeze. "Because if he finds you… well… it's your funeral." The boy glared and exclaimed as an explosion burned the right side of his body. Anderson turned from the boy as he Charged away and faced the ghouls. "Come at me you Kraut shits! I'll cut down every last one of ya!" The ghouls with no sense charged at him while those who still had their wits about them started to leave. Anderson grinned before picking up a discarded gun and firing on the ghouls as the building erupted into flames.

(10 minutes earlier)

Harry started Charging along the lights until he spotted a familiar face and landed in front of Heinkel and Yumi who were looking around confused. "Are you two alright?"

"What just happened," asked Yumi.

"Everything was grey then we were suddenly here," said Heinkel.

"What," questioned Harry. "Never mind. Anderson said there's a secret tunnel out of here, right? One of your tech guys has information on a device he said I should get out of here."

"This way," said Yumi as she shook her head. Harry followed them out and blasted away ghouls that attacked them with red lightning. "Isn't that lightning dangerous?"

"Only if I let my emotions dictate my actions. Part of the conditions of learning white lightning is handling the power increase of red lightning while keeping my emotions from going over the edge. Bit hard considering my emotions are like a dragon's now. Haven't had much practice with this. Trial by fire is always a good test, though."

"Just don't burn us in the process," said Heinkel.

"So, what happened to you guys? You said everything was tinged grey?"

"There was a woman," said Yumi. "She grabbed us when we were about to be burned and had a small version of the Ark of the Covenant in her hand. She dropped us where you found us before disappearing."

"What did she look like?"

"I don't remember." Heinkel shouted out in pain as a bullet went through her leg. Harry blasted away the Nazi before helping her up.

"Sorry, I missed him."

"Just keep going," said Heinkel through her teeth. "We're almost at the entrance to the tunnel. Look! There! That's the head of R&D! Sebastian!" The man turned to them and hurried over.

"Paladin Wolfe! Heathens! Help me," he shouted.

"The drive," said Harry. Harry took the drive from the man and stuck the metal end in his mouth before sending out a Graviton Blast at a rocket, knocking it back to the Nazis who fired it and blowing them to bits. Harry Downloaded the information on the drive before smashing it with his Tesla Staff. He turned to them. "Now then, the tunnel?" Harry took Heinkel's arm again and helped her to the tunnel where a few personnel were already running down it. Harry looked at Heinkel. "Did it go through or is the bullet still in there?"

"I don't know. The adrenaline is making me grit through the pain." They walked down the tunnel and were halfway when angry German shouting alerted them to being followed.

"Son of a bitch." Sebastian paled at the sound of the Nazis and started running down the tunnel.

"Sebastian!" Harry placed a hand on Yumi's shoulder.

"Grit your teeth, both of you!" Harry Ionized them before Charging down the tunnel, not as fast as he moved inside a wiring system, but faster than the crawl Heinkel's injury would allow them. They got to a ladder just as Sebastian climbed to the top. "Help her up!" Sebastian glanced at them before slamming the hatch closed. "Hey!"

"You bastard," shouted Yumi. Harry looked at her and spotted her eyes were now glowing orange.

"Yumie, I take it?"

"You guessed right," said Yumie, speaking with a Japanese accent rather than Yumiko's normal Welch. Harry tried using his Magnetokinesis to open the hatch and cursed when he felt the number of electrons in it.

"Dammit, lead." He turned to Yumie. "Use your vamp strength and get that hatch open." Harry raised a hand out to the end of the tunnel and erected a static wall before reaching behind him and grabbing the bullet wound in Heinkel's leg. "Never multitasked this before… no time like the present." Harry winced as he started sending lightning in two different directions to heal Heinkel and block incoming bullets from the Nazi ghouls. "This is straining!"

"To all remaining members of Iscariot still in the Headquarters, get out now! We're overrun! Activating Gamma-Tetra! Get out now! This is Director Anderson ordering all surviving Iscariot personnel to evacuate," called Anderson over Heinkel's radio.

"Gamma Tetra," asked Heinkel. "Yumie! Get the hatch open now!"

"What the hell is Gamma-Tetra," asked Harry.

"Self-destruct sequence. It's not enough to wipe out the entire Vatican, but the building housing Section XIII will be demolished! The flames will run through the tunnel to us!"

"Shit." Harry sent a Neural Blast out to the ghouls. A Blast similar to Cole's basic blast or the adapted Graviton Blast, Harry had created. This Blast was designed to directly target the neurons in one's head, shorting them out. Harry blasted the fallen ghouls away and into the others with a Graviton Blast and created the wall again. "How's the leg?"

"Still bleeding. I don't think you're generating enough energy for this."

"Well, sorry! I need more energy to make sure we don't turn into swiss cheese!"

"Yumi, Heinkel. Can you two hear me," asked Anderson on the radio. Harry blinked and used a pulse of energy to speak and hear on their radio frequency.

"Anderson! Heinkel is shot in the leg! I'm healing it but we're pinned down inside the tunnel. I have the drive. We need help!"

"You said you're in the tunnel?"

"We are and so are the ghouls. We're at the end of it but Yumie is taking forever to open the hatch! It's a lead hatch I can't Charge us out."

"How long can you hold out?"

"Not long, probably about five minutes!" Harry lobbed Cluster Grenades at the ghouls, keeping them back before going back to the Static Wall, using incoming bullets as a small power source as he Transfigured them into electricity when they hit the wall.

"Yumi. Heinkel. Take care of Adder for me." Heinkel picked up her radio.

"Father Anderson?"

"Activating Gamma-Tetra. Harry, help should get there soon. Use your Cryomancy to protect yourselves. And tell Lillian… and Isabel… I'm sorry."

"Father Anderson, what are you saying?" Harry heard the buzz of a device being drained and winced. "Father Anderson? Father Anderson?! Alex!"

"Merlin, please work." Harry drained a nearby light before switching to his Cryomancy and creating a wall of ice between them and the Nazis. Harry kept his focus on the wall as a rocket barreled into it, followed by another. Harry kept reforming the wall as the rockets blew it apart and shouted in exertion as the last of his magic drained and he was knocked onto his back from the last explosion. The ghouls advanced on them as the hatch opened from the outside. A new explosion shook the tunnel and a wall of flames came barreling towards them. Harry groaned as his vison started blacking out before the man stood in front of them and stopped the flames with a gesture of his hand. Harry felt a prick in his back as a taser sent a fresh jolt of energy into him. He turned around and spotted a woman in a tattered military uniform holding the taser as a man tended to Heinkel's wound.

"And that's what you get for not having a spare battery," said the man in front of him. "Let me guess, Charged without your phone?"

"Who… who are you?" The man snapped and the flames rushed back down the tunnel. He turned around and Harry spotted a man who appeared to be in his thirties with dark brown hair matted with white and a US Marines uniform on him, in the same state as the woman's.

"Well kid, get us to Hogwarts and I'll give you the whole story. But we've actually met twice before. Last time you sent me running with my tail between my legs." The man knelt down and grasped Harry's hand, hoisting him up. "A lot has changed since Lyons. One of the major things being, I'm no longer a Technomancer or the Commander of the First Sons."