A/N This is my first fanfic so please read and review.
Disclaimer: I do not own or claim to own any of the characters created by J.K. Rowling.
Chapter 1
The amber haired girl at the check out counter smiled at something her customer had just said. Her eyes, which resembled stars with their deep violet color and the streaks of silver radiating from the iris, twinkled with mirth. She turned to get the customer's change, when suddenly all of her internal alarms went on high alert. Her head snapped up and her eyes, for a moment, seemed to glow like the stars they resembled, as they brightened with worry. Then she felt the veil between the worlds tear; before she could make sense of her confused thought there was a flash of light and before her stood a man that sometimes haunted her dreams. With the arrival of this person, so did come her memories-----memories of another life, surrounded by danger, sent to another world, until the time came to fulfill her destiny. The man standing before her, with his angry red eyes, was none other than Tom Riddle, or as he now called himself, Lord Voldermort.
Before anyone could react the girl raised her hand, made a slight waving motion toward the man, and calmly said, "Expelliriums."
The wand held tightly in the hand of the intruder, having gone unnoticed by everyone else until this moment, went flying through the air and landed in the girls out stretched hand.
Before Voldermort had a chance counter her spell ,the girl raised her and once more, pointed towards him and said "Veritas". A faint blue light surrounded him as the truth spell hit him.
The girl took a step forward and asked. "Do you know who I am?"
Voldemort answered, "You are Anya, the Phoenix."
Anya turned away and took a ragged breath, trying to still her chaotic thoughts. She then turned back to Voldemort, and said. "How did you open the rift between the worlds?"
He answered, " The only way the rifts can be opened, with the Helrador Stones."
Anya's face paled and she asked, "Whose stones do you have?"
"Yours and Sirius'." was the reply
Anya raised her hand again and said, "Accio Phoenix Stone, Accio Water Stone" Two stones inlaid with platinum on braided platinum chains flew off his neck and into her hands. One stone looked like a smooth, round disk about the size of a silver dollar. The stone's liquid amber color almost matched her hair, and looked like it had the flames of a raging inferno trapped within it. The second stone was the same size as the first, but tear shaped instead of round and dark blue in color. Although the stones surface was perfectly smooth, it seemed to capture the ocean's waves.
With tears in her eyes, she asked one more question, "Is Sirius still alive?"
Voldermort's eyes took on a manic gleam, and she knew the answer before he even spoke. "No, he is not. He was killed only hours ago by my faithful servant Bella."
Her face lost the tranquil look it had wore until that moment and twisted with fury and grief. She threw her head back and gave a scream that sounded like the roar of an enraged lioness. Outside clouds darkened a sky that had moments ago been sunny and blue. As the clouds rolled across the sky, thunder crashed so loudly the windows shook and lighting bolts flew from the sky at a frightening rate. Winds whipped shopping carts and discarded trash around the parking lot as rain and hail began to fall .
Anya seemed to glow from the power she was desperately trying to contain.
She looked at Voldemort and, with a voice hoarse from surpressed emotion and the effort of containing her magic, said, "For this you will pay. I will personally see justice is served."
His eyes took on that maniacal light again as he replied, "You have forgotten, Phoenix" he spat the name out contempusly, "that your magic can not harm me any more than mine can harm you."
"My magic may not be able to kill you, but I will find a way"
With that she raised the stones above her head and whispered "Ligare" Two jets of light, one amber and one blue, flew from the stones and wound around him like snakes, effectively binding him.
She the raised her hand, made a waving motion and said, "Reverto" and he flew backwards through the portal from which he came.
She turned to the person who now stood next to her, the one who had been her best friend for as long as she could remember. His face held a combination of confusion and acceptance, he had always known there something different---special about the girl he called friend, this was just not what he expected.
He gathered her into a tight embrace, and with an understanding that they had always shared he knew, although he did not understand why or how, exactly what she was going to do.
He broke the embrace, kissed her cheek and said, "Go, I will explain to your mother, she will eventually understand. Don't worry, I will take care of them."
She smiled her thanks, hugged him again, and walked through the portal without a backwards glance.
Disclaimer: I do not own or claim to own any of the characters created by J.K. Rowling.
Chapter 1
The amber haired girl at the check out counter smiled at something her customer had just said. Her eyes, which resembled stars with their deep violet color and the streaks of silver radiating from the iris, twinkled with mirth. She turned to get the customer's change, when suddenly all of her internal alarms went on high alert. Her head snapped up and her eyes, for a moment, seemed to glow like the stars they resembled, as they brightened with worry. Then she felt the veil between the worlds tear; before she could make sense of her confused thought there was a flash of light and before her stood a man that sometimes haunted her dreams. With the arrival of this person, so did come her memories-----memories of another life, surrounded by danger, sent to another world, until the time came to fulfill her destiny. The man standing before her, with his angry red eyes, was none other than Tom Riddle, or as he now called himself, Lord Voldermort.
Before anyone could react the girl raised her hand, made a slight waving motion toward the man, and calmly said, "Expelliriums."
The wand held tightly in the hand of the intruder, having gone unnoticed by everyone else until this moment, went flying through the air and landed in the girls out stretched hand.
Before Voldermort had a chance counter her spell ,the girl raised her and once more, pointed towards him and said "Veritas". A faint blue light surrounded him as the truth spell hit him.
The girl took a step forward and asked. "Do you know who I am?"
Voldemort answered, "You are Anya, the Phoenix."
Anya turned away and took a ragged breath, trying to still her chaotic thoughts. She then turned back to Voldemort, and said. "How did you open the rift between the worlds?"
He answered, " The only way the rifts can be opened, with the Helrador Stones."
Anya's face paled and she asked, "Whose stones do you have?"
"Yours and Sirius'." was the reply
Anya raised her hand again and said, "Accio Phoenix Stone, Accio Water Stone" Two stones inlaid with platinum on braided platinum chains flew off his neck and into her hands. One stone looked like a smooth, round disk about the size of a silver dollar. The stone's liquid amber color almost matched her hair, and looked like it had the flames of a raging inferno trapped within it. The second stone was the same size as the first, but tear shaped instead of round and dark blue in color. Although the stones surface was perfectly smooth, it seemed to capture the ocean's waves.
With tears in her eyes, she asked one more question, "Is Sirius still alive?"
Voldermort's eyes took on a manic gleam, and she knew the answer before he even spoke. "No, he is not. He was killed only hours ago by my faithful servant Bella."
Her face lost the tranquil look it had wore until that moment and twisted with fury and grief. She threw her head back and gave a scream that sounded like the roar of an enraged lioness. Outside clouds darkened a sky that had moments ago been sunny and blue. As the clouds rolled across the sky, thunder crashed so loudly the windows shook and lighting bolts flew from the sky at a frightening rate. Winds whipped shopping carts and discarded trash around the parking lot as rain and hail began to fall .
Anya seemed to glow from the power she was desperately trying to contain.
She looked at Voldemort and, with a voice hoarse from surpressed emotion and the effort of containing her magic, said, "For this you will pay. I will personally see justice is served."
His eyes took on that maniacal light again as he replied, "You have forgotten, Phoenix" he spat the name out contempusly, "that your magic can not harm me any more than mine can harm you."
"My magic may not be able to kill you, but I will find a way"
With that she raised the stones above her head and whispered "Ligare" Two jets of light, one amber and one blue, flew from the stones and wound around him like snakes, effectively binding him.
She the raised her hand, made a waving motion and said, "Reverto" and he flew backwards through the portal from which he came.
She turned to the person who now stood next to her, the one who had been her best friend for as long as she could remember. His face held a combination of confusion and acceptance, he had always known there something different---special about the girl he called friend, this was just not what he expected.
He gathered her into a tight embrace, and with an understanding that they had always shared he knew, although he did not understand why or how, exactly what she was going to do.
He broke the embrace, kissed her cheek and said, "Go, I will explain to your mother, she will eventually understand. Don't worry, I will take care of them."
She smiled her thanks, hugged him again, and walked through the portal without a backwards glance.
