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No one is reviewing me . People, you may curse me out , say two letters , just even put something blank, I just want to know if people are reading this or if I'm just shouting at my computer for no reason. COME ON IT'S NOT THAT HARD!!!!!!!!!!: takes deep meditating breaths: Moving on.... this chapter starts where it left Raven in the woods. :growls in annoyment: pleeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaasssssssseeeee review. Oh well, c'est la vie, on with the story.
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Guy Rapport had joined the Death Eaters out of fear, fear of Voldemort, thinking that if he were on Voldemort's side , he would be protected. He was contemplating these life choices as the demon girl had her sword against his throat. Still even while trudging back to the mansion sopping wet. He walked into the now emptied house, slightly comforted by the heat of the house. He found Voldemort back in the chamber hall as before, only alone.
"Why are you back?" Voldemort asked while still facing the fire, "I thought I told you to await my orders." Guy fell to his knees.
" I have information you may want" Voldemort turned around. Guy continued, " You were right she isn't human, she had wings." he felt Voldemort's eyes pierce him, then soften.
"Fine, you may go, but you will be lowered one rank for disrobement," Guy's eyes widened, and he backed away.
"One more thing, if I may ask," he paused, no sound from Voldemort, so he could continue, "What is your fascination with this girl?" Voldemort turned toward the fire again. Guy flinched at the sudden movement.
"This girl has a fire in her eyes unlike I've ever seen. She is a born huntress, bred with the perfect blend of beauty and fierceness. She is the perfect warrior." he paused, "Does that suffice?" Guy nodded, and quietly took his leave.
So she is half demon. Voldemort thought to himself, The perfect warrior, it echoed in his head. He took a dried rose from the mantle, and tossed it in the fire. Just as her beauty shines with the soul of a demon, a mysterious radiance that noone can comprehend. He looked at the blackening rose. Perfect warrior, you will be mine.
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Raven was still cleaning her wings as all this took place.
"Damn, " she said to herself, "even with the coat on my feathers are ground with dust."she scrubbed the black wings until each feather shone like thin sheets of obsidian. She was just towline off her hair when her satchel began to ring. She pulled out a small cell phone, and flipped it open. Her employer's number was flashing on the caller ID. She had never actually met with her current employer, or even known his name. He had called her with information and routine checks on progress, She answered the call.
"Hello Raven,"
"Hello sir,"
" Any success?"
"The man had nearly twenty assailants to help him, I had to kill at least two of them in order to keep myself alive."
"That wasn't part of the deal,"
"I know sir but it couldn't be helped....."
"The deal was Voldemort and only Voldemort was to be killed, no other lives taken,"
"But sir...."
"Quiet, it will be taken from your pay, I expect you to finish the assignment by the summer, or else that will be taken from you pay as well." her employer hung up at that moment.
"Shit," Raven muttered. " this is all I need, less pay." She returned the phone to her bag and finished drying herself off.
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Once finished, Raven found herself wandering around the forest remembering her childhood days, which wasn't too long ago. After all, the girl was nineteen. Raven had grown up in America, never knowing she had any demon blood in her, let alone half. Her parents were human, so even now she didn't know how she was half demon, she just was. She had the powers, the strength, and the DNA, but her parents were human.
I was only fifteen when I found out, she thought to herself, The blood lust I had, the violence I pursued, the violence I still pursue. She laughed softly to herself. Why did my life turn this way? her mind wondered to itself.
By running away from home, that's why, her mind answered you had no other way to live, save from working in a brothel, and you like the violence the danger. You know you like it. It brings out the demon side in you .
But I had to run away, for the sake of my family, Her mind countered, if I had stayed then I would have been captured by non magic humans and put in a plastic box to be poked and prodded for the rest of my life by scientists, and my family would be overwhelmed by the press .
You didn't have to run away, you could have been strong and stuck through it with your family.
It's better this way.
Yeah, you keep thinking that.
Raven continued meandering through the forest, reminiscing her long ago choices, all the while drawing closer to an unknown trap. The sound of breathing was on the air. Raven froze. She crept into a nearby clearing where the breathing was louder. A small flicker of light. Raven bent down and saw a small taught fishing line several inches off the ground. She took out her sword, bent down and sliced the line, avoiding a falling log that would have hit her in the head. Making sure there was nothing else that was set off, she stood up. Just as she was to continiue the search for the source of the breathing, she felt a sharp pain in the back of her neck and head, and all went black.
AN: he he he, cliff hanger. Oh yes Guy Rapport is supposed to be French so its pronounced Gi, as in yogi, Rappor, no t. One last thing..... REVIEW ME DAMMIT!!!!! Please , no actual answer needed, I just want to know this is being read. Please? Pretty please with sugar on top?
Any way sorry for the delay, I'll try to write soon. C ya! ^.~
No one is reviewing me . People, you may curse me out , say two letters , just even put something blank, I just want to know if people are reading this or if I'm just shouting at my computer for no reason. COME ON IT'S NOT THAT HARD!!!!!!!!!!: takes deep meditating breaths: Moving on.... this chapter starts where it left Raven in the woods. :growls in annoyment: pleeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaasssssssseeeee review. Oh well, c'est la vie, on with the story.
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Guy Rapport had joined the Death Eaters out of fear, fear of Voldemort, thinking that if he were on Voldemort's side , he would be protected. He was contemplating these life choices as the demon girl had her sword against his throat. Still even while trudging back to the mansion sopping wet. He walked into the now emptied house, slightly comforted by the heat of the house. He found Voldemort back in the chamber hall as before, only alone.
"Why are you back?" Voldemort asked while still facing the fire, "I thought I told you to await my orders." Guy fell to his knees.
" I have information you may want" Voldemort turned around. Guy continued, " You were right she isn't human, she had wings." he felt Voldemort's eyes pierce him, then soften.
"Fine, you may go, but you will be lowered one rank for disrobement," Guy's eyes widened, and he backed away.
"One more thing, if I may ask," he paused, no sound from Voldemort, so he could continue, "What is your fascination with this girl?" Voldemort turned toward the fire again. Guy flinched at the sudden movement.
"This girl has a fire in her eyes unlike I've ever seen. She is a born huntress, bred with the perfect blend of beauty and fierceness. She is the perfect warrior." he paused, "Does that suffice?" Guy nodded, and quietly took his leave.
So she is half demon. Voldemort thought to himself, The perfect warrior, it echoed in his head. He took a dried rose from the mantle, and tossed it in the fire. Just as her beauty shines with the soul of a demon, a mysterious radiance that noone can comprehend. He looked at the blackening rose. Perfect warrior, you will be mine.
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Raven was still cleaning her wings as all this took place.
"Damn, " she said to herself, "even with the coat on my feathers are ground with dust."she scrubbed the black wings until each feather shone like thin sheets of obsidian. She was just towline off her hair when her satchel began to ring. She pulled out a small cell phone, and flipped it open. Her employer's number was flashing on the caller ID. She had never actually met with her current employer, or even known his name. He had called her with information and routine checks on progress, She answered the call.
"Hello Raven,"
"Hello sir,"
" Any success?"
"The man had nearly twenty assailants to help him, I had to kill at least two of them in order to keep myself alive."
"That wasn't part of the deal,"
"I know sir but it couldn't be helped....."
"The deal was Voldemort and only Voldemort was to be killed, no other lives taken,"
"But sir...."
"Quiet, it will be taken from your pay, I expect you to finish the assignment by the summer, or else that will be taken from you pay as well." her employer hung up at that moment.
"Shit," Raven muttered. " this is all I need, less pay." She returned the phone to her bag and finished drying herself off.
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Once finished, Raven found herself wandering around the forest remembering her childhood days, which wasn't too long ago. After all, the girl was nineteen. Raven had grown up in America, never knowing she had any demon blood in her, let alone half. Her parents were human, so even now she didn't know how she was half demon, she just was. She had the powers, the strength, and the DNA, but her parents were human.
I was only fifteen when I found out, she thought to herself, The blood lust I had, the violence I pursued, the violence I still pursue. She laughed softly to herself. Why did my life turn this way? her mind wondered to itself.
By running away from home, that's why, her mind answered you had no other way to live, save from working in a brothel, and you like the violence the danger. You know you like it. It brings out the demon side in you .
But I had to run away, for the sake of my family, Her mind countered, if I had stayed then I would have been captured by non magic humans and put in a plastic box to be poked and prodded for the rest of my life by scientists, and my family would be overwhelmed by the press .
You didn't have to run away, you could have been strong and stuck through it with your family.
It's better this way.
Yeah, you keep thinking that.
Raven continued meandering through the forest, reminiscing her long ago choices, all the while drawing closer to an unknown trap. The sound of breathing was on the air. Raven froze. She crept into a nearby clearing where the breathing was louder. A small flicker of light. Raven bent down and saw a small taught fishing line several inches off the ground. She took out her sword, bent down and sliced the line, avoiding a falling log that would have hit her in the head. Making sure there was nothing else that was set off, she stood up. Just as she was to continiue the search for the source of the breathing, she felt a sharp pain in the back of her neck and head, and all went black.
AN: he he he, cliff hanger. Oh yes Guy Rapport is supposed to be French so its pronounced Gi, as in yogi, Rappor, no t. One last thing..... REVIEW ME DAMMIT!!!!! Please , no actual answer needed, I just want to know this is being read. Please? Pretty please with sugar on top?
Any way sorry for the delay, I'll try to write soon. C ya! ^.~