I just decided to write this fic. out of the blue mainly. And out of sudden inspiration.
This is rated R for violence, some rape, and probably DM-HP slash in the later chapters.
Don't worry about the first chapter or so, the rest of the club will show up in later chapters.
I hope you like it!!!
FOR THE LOVE OF GOD REVIEW ME!!!!!
Disclaimer: If I owned this stuff, wold I be putting this on the internet?
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A dark figure stands at the top of a hill after dusk, overlooking a small hamlet. The child is female. Clad in a long dark coat, black pants, a black tank top ,black high heeled boots, and bearing a sword o her back, she stands alone on the hill.
"Well this must be the town," she mutters to noone, crunching up a small piece of paper and through it away, "better get moving"
The maiden walks swiftly and with pride in to the town , and straight into a bar with an inn over it. She walks in ignoring the stares from the men in the room. She was use to them as she was considered beautiful. With short blonde hair, crystalline silver-blue eyes, and a 5'4" frame, it was hard to be considered otherwise.
"I'd like the room with the balcony sir," she said to the innkeeper scattering coins on the desk. The old man handed her a key and she walked up the stairs, locating her room. She turns the key and opens the door, and sits down upon the bed .She crosses her legs , folds her arms, and sits in perfect silence for a half hour eyes closed.
She walks unto the balcony of her room , and as if looking for something , stares at the people and houses below. Swiftly and suddenly she leaps over the hand rail and unto a roof below .As soon as she even touches the roof with her feet she begins running with amazing speed and grace, leaping from roof to roof, until she reaches the outer wall of a large house. Peering in a window , there are about thirteen people in dark robes that cover their faces within the large room. They were standing in a circle around a man of about thirty. The man was handsome, he had red piercing eyes, a muscular body, short black hair and moon white skin.
"Ah, the legendary Voldemort." she whispered again. "This shall be interesting." The men in the room spotted her and twelve began to file outside, "yes, very interesting"
She jumped in front of the twelve men, and the two groups stood in silence for several moments. She drew her blade, letting it sing in the momentary quiet that only happens before a battle. The men rushed at her , she dodged one, kicked one in the head, letting his head snap back, and him falling into unconsciousness. At that point several of the men drew wands and began to shout curses at her. The girl blocked the blows with her sword, the blade making them ricochet into unknown areas. She smiled a small smile. She raised her sword to the sky, and brought it down before her, allowing a blast of light to hit all of the men, rendering all of them dead or unconscious. She did not have time to check them. The bounded into the hall catching the last of the men while he was turned around. She put her blade to the man's throat.
"I suggest you tell me where your master is, unless you wish to have your throat slit."She whispered into his ear, the man stayed silent. The girl pressed the blade a little harder, so that a few drops of blood ran down the blade. "Tell me." she whispered .
" In. The. Room." He muttered, strained. She hit him upside the head with the hilt of her sword, and he fell to the ground. She walked into the room, where Voldemort was standing facing toward the fire.
"Ah, so you are the famous bounty hunter Raven I've heard so much about," Voldemort whispered, the girl simply stood there blade drawn. He turned around "I've known for some time that you've been after me."He stared at the girl boring into her with his eyes, tracing his eyes on her face, and then her body. He smiled. " I see you've killed two of my minions, you are very good." She stayed quiet. "I've heard a rumor that you are not human, that you are a demon with black silken wings, are you?" still silence " So I take it you are going to try and kill me now," She simply nodded. "Very well, prepare to die." She darted at the man , sword drawn. Voldemort muttered a few words and transmogrified his wand into a sword. The two met in a whir of blades and flashes of light. Kicking, punching, she pushed Voldemort against the wall, sword at his throat .
"So I win," she whispered to him,
"Not yet my dear," he whispered back. Raven suddenly felt a sharp pain in her ankle. She looked down, and there was a large serpent twined around her feet. She had been bitten. She let go of Voldemort jumping back.
"This is no where near over Voldemort, not even close." She whispered. A flash of her blade, and she was nowhere to be seen.
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Raven walked far into the forest, limping on her now swollen foot. She had grabbed her satchel from her room in the inn and went to the forest, deciding that it was no longer safe to be within the village.
" Dammit , how does he know?" She asked the darkness around her. She sit down upon a stump, massaging her ankle, " I better make some tea for this now, before the poison spreads to my whole body." She took a silver teapot out of her satchel and began to gather wood for a fire. She piled wood into an X and piled pine needles below it. She took out a piece of flint and some steel and began to strike them against one another. Several sparks flew out and caught on the pine needles . She blew on the embers until a flame caught , and began to engulf the rest of the wood. She then pulled a small bag out of her satchel, she took some herbs out of it and placed in the teapot, and then went to search for water. Stumbling and staggering she found it in the form of a small lake nearby. She filled the pot, and limped back to camp. When she returned the fire was roaring and full blown, she nestled the pot into the blaze and waited for it to boil. Siting on the nearby stump once again she took out a cup and waited. Several minutes later she was pouring herself some tea. She drained the whole cup in one gulp . Instantaneously , her ankle's swelling went down to the pint where it was normal sized again. "That's much better." she said rubbing it again. She stood up , no longer hobbling as she was before. She put out the fire and returned to the natural spring she had found before. She removed her coat, and sprouting from just behind her shoulder blades were two gorgeous wings. Blacker then coal, they reached out 10' 8" combined wingspan. She stretched them out in a slow circle. " Man they are stiff, I hate having to wear that coat all day." she muttered. She doffed the rest of her clothing, and waded into the lake to bathe.
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Voldemort was still standing by the fire when the rest of the death eaters came around. They all teetered in, woozy after the fight , and stood in a half circle around him.
" So," he said, addressing them " you could not even fight a teenage girl?" the men bowed their heads in the quiet ashamed. " I should kill every one of you for falling in that small scuffle."They all bowed to the floor at this statement. "You all need training," They pushed themselves lower to the ground. " However, I will spare the one who will do a very dangerous task for me, one that they will most likely not return from." one raised their hand. "Follow her, now. Then wait for my orders." The man rushed off into the night.
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Back at the spring, Raven was cleaning off all of the grime that had accumulated from the quarrel. Spontaneously, she broke into a song in some unknown language.
"De luin de mort , de luin de mort , luin de mort agos caidin,
de luin de mort , de luin de mort , de luin de mort agos caidin," Her soprano voice was that of a siren. Enchanting the very trees themself. She herd a crack behind her. Someone was there. She slipped under the surface of the water.
The death eater had been following her after he saw the fire, but he had gotten lost, until her heard her singing. He came upon the pool where the girl was bathing. He was entranced by her singing. He stepped forward accidently cracking a twig under his feet. The girl disappeared. He searched the surface. No sign of her. He stepped unto the edge of the clear cold pool. Abruptly, he found himself dragged by the ankles into the water with a sword at his throat.
"Mind telling me why you were watching me bathe?" she questioned him.
" He sent me." the man answered. She didn't have to ask who 'he' was.
"Try this again, and I will kill you." she said to him. The man pulled himself out of the pool and walked away.
AN: So what do you think so far? Please tell me, and I do need constructive criticism. I really need to know. See ya next chapter. ^.~
This is rated R for violence, some rape, and probably DM-HP slash in the later chapters.
Don't worry about the first chapter or so, the rest of the club will show up in later chapters.
I hope you like it!!!
FOR THE LOVE OF GOD REVIEW ME!!!!!
Disclaimer: If I owned this stuff, wold I be putting this on the internet?
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A dark figure stands at the top of a hill after dusk, overlooking a small hamlet. The child is female. Clad in a long dark coat, black pants, a black tank top ,black high heeled boots, and bearing a sword o her back, she stands alone on the hill.
"Well this must be the town," she mutters to noone, crunching up a small piece of paper and through it away, "better get moving"
The maiden walks swiftly and with pride in to the town , and straight into a bar with an inn over it. She walks in ignoring the stares from the men in the room. She was use to them as she was considered beautiful. With short blonde hair, crystalline silver-blue eyes, and a 5'4" frame, it was hard to be considered otherwise.
"I'd like the room with the balcony sir," she said to the innkeeper scattering coins on the desk. The old man handed her a key and she walked up the stairs, locating her room. She turns the key and opens the door, and sits down upon the bed .She crosses her legs , folds her arms, and sits in perfect silence for a half hour eyes closed.
She walks unto the balcony of her room , and as if looking for something , stares at the people and houses below. Swiftly and suddenly she leaps over the hand rail and unto a roof below .As soon as she even touches the roof with her feet she begins running with amazing speed and grace, leaping from roof to roof, until she reaches the outer wall of a large house. Peering in a window , there are about thirteen people in dark robes that cover their faces within the large room. They were standing in a circle around a man of about thirty. The man was handsome, he had red piercing eyes, a muscular body, short black hair and moon white skin.
"Ah, the legendary Voldemort." she whispered again. "This shall be interesting." The men in the room spotted her and twelve began to file outside, "yes, very interesting"
She jumped in front of the twelve men, and the two groups stood in silence for several moments. She drew her blade, letting it sing in the momentary quiet that only happens before a battle. The men rushed at her , she dodged one, kicked one in the head, letting his head snap back, and him falling into unconsciousness. At that point several of the men drew wands and began to shout curses at her. The girl blocked the blows with her sword, the blade making them ricochet into unknown areas. She smiled a small smile. She raised her sword to the sky, and brought it down before her, allowing a blast of light to hit all of the men, rendering all of them dead or unconscious. She did not have time to check them. The bounded into the hall catching the last of the men while he was turned around. She put her blade to the man's throat.
"I suggest you tell me where your master is, unless you wish to have your throat slit."She whispered into his ear, the man stayed silent. The girl pressed the blade a little harder, so that a few drops of blood ran down the blade. "Tell me." she whispered .
" In. The. Room." He muttered, strained. She hit him upside the head with the hilt of her sword, and he fell to the ground. She walked into the room, where Voldemort was standing facing toward the fire.
"Ah, so you are the famous bounty hunter Raven I've heard so much about," Voldemort whispered, the girl simply stood there blade drawn. He turned around "I've known for some time that you've been after me."He stared at the girl boring into her with his eyes, tracing his eyes on her face, and then her body. He smiled. " I see you've killed two of my minions, you are very good." She stayed quiet. "I've heard a rumor that you are not human, that you are a demon with black silken wings, are you?" still silence " So I take it you are going to try and kill me now," She simply nodded. "Very well, prepare to die." She darted at the man , sword drawn. Voldemort muttered a few words and transmogrified his wand into a sword. The two met in a whir of blades and flashes of light. Kicking, punching, she pushed Voldemort against the wall, sword at his throat .
"So I win," she whispered to him,
"Not yet my dear," he whispered back. Raven suddenly felt a sharp pain in her ankle. She looked down, and there was a large serpent twined around her feet. She had been bitten. She let go of Voldemort jumping back.
"This is no where near over Voldemort, not even close." She whispered. A flash of her blade, and she was nowhere to be seen.
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Raven walked far into the forest, limping on her now swollen foot. She had grabbed her satchel from her room in the inn and went to the forest, deciding that it was no longer safe to be within the village.
" Dammit , how does he know?" She asked the darkness around her. She sit down upon a stump, massaging her ankle, " I better make some tea for this now, before the poison spreads to my whole body." She took a silver teapot out of her satchel and began to gather wood for a fire. She piled wood into an X and piled pine needles below it. She took out a piece of flint and some steel and began to strike them against one another. Several sparks flew out and caught on the pine needles . She blew on the embers until a flame caught , and began to engulf the rest of the wood. She then pulled a small bag out of her satchel, she took some herbs out of it and placed in the teapot, and then went to search for water. Stumbling and staggering she found it in the form of a small lake nearby. She filled the pot, and limped back to camp. When she returned the fire was roaring and full blown, she nestled the pot into the blaze and waited for it to boil. Siting on the nearby stump once again she took out a cup and waited. Several minutes later she was pouring herself some tea. She drained the whole cup in one gulp . Instantaneously , her ankle's swelling went down to the pint where it was normal sized again. "That's much better." she said rubbing it again. She stood up , no longer hobbling as she was before. She put out the fire and returned to the natural spring she had found before. She removed her coat, and sprouting from just behind her shoulder blades were two gorgeous wings. Blacker then coal, they reached out 10' 8" combined wingspan. She stretched them out in a slow circle. " Man they are stiff, I hate having to wear that coat all day." she muttered. She doffed the rest of her clothing, and waded into the lake to bathe.
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Voldemort was still standing by the fire when the rest of the death eaters came around. They all teetered in, woozy after the fight , and stood in a half circle around him.
" So," he said, addressing them " you could not even fight a teenage girl?" the men bowed their heads in the quiet ashamed. " I should kill every one of you for falling in that small scuffle."They all bowed to the floor at this statement. "You all need training," They pushed themselves lower to the ground. " However, I will spare the one who will do a very dangerous task for me, one that they will most likely not return from." one raised their hand. "Follow her, now. Then wait for my orders." The man rushed off into the night.
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Back at the spring, Raven was cleaning off all of the grime that had accumulated from the quarrel. Spontaneously, she broke into a song in some unknown language.
"De luin de mort , de luin de mort , luin de mort agos caidin,
de luin de mort , de luin de mort , de luin de mort agos caidin," Her soprano voice was that of a siren. Enchanting the very trees themself. She herd a crack behind her. Someone was there. She slipped under the surface of the water.
The death eater had been following her after he saw the fire, but he had gotten lost, until her heard her singing. He came upon the pool where the girl was bathing. He was entranced by her singing. He stepped forward accidently cracking a twig under his feet. The girl disappeared. He searched the surface. No sign of her. He stepped unto the edge of the clear cold pool. Abruptly, he found himself dragged by the ankles into the water with a sword at his throat.
"Mind telling me why you were watching me bathe?" she questioned him.
" He sent me." the man answered. She didn't have to ask who 'he' was.
"Try this again, and I will kill you." she said to him. The man pulled himself out of the pool and walked away.
AN: So what do you think so far? Please tell me, and I do need constructive criticism. I really need to know. See ya next chapter. ^.~