Disclaimer: I wonder what would it be like if I actually owned Harry Potter
and/or Beyblade? It's a nice thought, that's for sure.
AN: Hi everyone, it's me again! Thanks to all of you for those lovely reviews, they really made me feel appreciated. It seems you are all looking forward to chapter 13, huh? LOL! I guess Kai is popular. Don't worry, it's coming. But don't expect that much, I might add. I reread what I wrote today, and found quite a lot of Tyson!!! Anyway, you will just have to wait and see. Meanwhile, here is chapter 12, where you get to see more of what Ray is hiding.
I am currently working on another project. It is a fan fiction for Romance of Three Kingdoms, about Liu Bei and Sun Shang Xiang, for those of you who know. It is a romance, because of my friends. *looking sideway at Inah* Anyway, that fic should be up within a week. Since now I have two things on my hand, the update might slow a little. I promise I will spend more time on this though. So no worry there.
Enjoy the chapter and have fun!
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"I would say things went pretty well, wouldn't you agree?" Voltaire asked slyly with a satisfied glint in his eyes.
"Better than I thought, my friend." Voldemort answered in an equal voice, "We have stirred up quite a storm, it seemed."
There was silence for a while, and finally Voltaire said, "I have good news for you, Tom. I finally located Dumbledore's order that you were so eager to find."
"You did?" Voldemort sat up in his chair, all air of indifference and laziness gone, "How did you find it? Dumbledore placed heavy protection on that place. He himself is the secret keeper."
"I have told you many times that technology is superior to your so called magic." Voltaire replied calmly, "Some simple satellite surveillance did the trick, nothing too complicated."
"Indeed that is good news. Better than all I've heard so far." Voldemort answered with a murderous light in his eyes, "Tell me where it is and I shall go there myself."
Voltaire said easily, "I have a better plan. Come, I shall show you something."
Voltaire stood up and led his partner in crime through many winding corridors and steel doors. Finally they ended up in a large room with a lofty ceiling. As they entered the pitch-black room, Voltaire turned on the light. Voldemort looked up and couldn't stop himself from gasping. Standing in front of him, towering for at least 10 meters tall, is a monstrous looking machine.
"What is this thing?" Voldemort asked, his scarlet eyes glowing.
Voltaire answered with satisfaction, "This is a auto piloted robot equal to a tank and a bomber plane combined. If you can manage to shrink it for transportation and enlarge it again once it reaches the desired destination, we can do quite a lot with this thing."
"A simple spell can take care of that." Voldemort eyed the machine as he replied, "But you want to use this thing against Dumbledore's order? It seems a waste."
Voltaire shook his head and said, "No, not a waste. We can create chaos with this thing, and it shall be our greatest weapon."
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The sky of London was grey as usual. Slick, seamless clouds swept past, unchanging and unbroken. A thin layer of white snow covered the dusty streets and roads, and more soft snowflakes continued to fall from the sky. The city was busy, and full of children walking, running or laughing. It was the first day of the Christmas vacation, and the mood was light and gay despite the falling snow and the grey sky.
The Blade Breakers walked down a narrow avenue crowded with brick buildings on both side. Their pace was slow and casual, though they all seemed thoughtful and solemn.
"We have two weeks out of that dreary school! Why must you all look so sad?" It was Tyson who exclaimed in his usual cheery voice, trying in vain to lighten up the mood.
Shea laughed and replied, "I see nothing in the world can possibly depress you, huh, Tyson?"
The navy-haired boy grinned at her and said, "I know what you are thinking. Everyone is suspicious of us, and we are chased out of that school almost. Is that it? But really, it's not exactly our problems. There is no point worrying over it. I say we go and have our Christmas, with a big turkey dinner!"
"Actually, Tyson. In England they have goose for Christmas." Kenny said with a small smile.
"Oh what ever!" Tyson shouted animatedly, "As long as it's food!"
The snow now came with more vigour, bringing more chill into the air. Max shivered and pulled his jacket tighter. He turned and asked, "How far is this number 12 Grimmauld place we are suppose to take the letters to again?"
"Tone it down, Max." Kai said coolly, narrowing his eyes slightly, "You shouldn't just go shouting the secret for the whole world to hear."
"Oops, sorry." Max said with an embarrassed smile.
Shea looked down the street and said, "It shouldn't be that far now. I think it's just down the street and around the corner."
"That's good to hear." Answered Max.
The broad street they were walking on now narrowed into an alleyway. The buildings on the two sides seemed older and darker, built of grey and red bricks. Suddenly Ray paused in his walk and stared at one of the building.
"Ray?" Kenny asked with puzzlement and followed the Chinese teen's gaze. There was nothing to see but a flat, featureless red brick wall, "What is the matter."
Ray didn't speak for a while, and then he answered quietly, "I suddenly remembered, I promised a friend I would meet her today."
"A friend?" Kai halted and turned back, his mahogany eyes now bearing suspicions, "Who? And where are you meeting her?"
"A personal friend that lives in London." Ray answered evenly, "I promised her over a letter I would visit him today, and I almost forgot it. I have to go now, I think I am already late."
Kai stared at the Chinese teen with his hard and cold eyes, and Ray returned his gaze unflinchingly. It was almost as if there was a battle of wills between the two.
Finally Ray sighed and averted his eyes. He said in a quiet voice, "I will catch up with you guys at Grimauld Place, alright? I only have some personal things to deal with. It's nothing you need to worry about."
There was a long silence, finally Kai muttered, "Sure. Why ever not?"
His tone was wry, sceptical, or sarcastic, one could not really tell. With that he turned and started walking again. Then sensing everyone hesitating he raised his voice, "Why don't you guys come with me and let Ray does what he needs to do?"
The others seem to awake at his words and made to follow him. Max raised his hand to Ray and said in his usual warm voice with a smile, "So good luck with your friend, buddy. And don't make us wait too long! I don't want to stay in that creepy wooden house all that while."
Ray nodded, but he did not smile back. He watched his friends slowly vanish down the street and turned his eyes to the red brick wall again. On the seemingly featureless wall, there was a small sign drawn in yellow chalk that escaped the eyes of his friends. The sign was composed of a star symbol crossed with an arrow pointing east. Beneath the symbol there was some small letters and numbers that read:
"D19, JI."*
Ray sighed again and followed the arrow down the street. He caught the signs many times on the brick walls that lined the street. He followed the directions and twisted his way through many alleys. Finally he came to narrow alleyway that appeared to be a dead end. On the grey wall that blocked the end of the alley, Ray found the sign again. This time drawn inside the star was a circle.
Ray stopped and looked. The alley was empty save some scurrying rodents. He stared and the dark space before him with puzzlement. Suddenly he heard the sound of sudden wind behind him and that of fabric rustling. Almost instinctively Ray leaped and turned, his hand cutting towards what he judged was the stranger's shoulder. The person leaped back so swift that his hand touched but a fold of fabric.
There was a short laugh and a voice clear like water said, "Good day, Ray. I see your skills have not rusted."
The person before him was an Asian woman dressed in black. She was tall and very slender, her long black hair tied in a long ponytail. Her eyes were a strange greyish green colour that was seldom seen in Asia.
"Willow?" Ray slowly brought his hand up in a salute. He said, "I thought you would come."
"Well, I am the most convenient person." The woman hailed as Willow answered lightly.
Ray nodded and didn't say anything.
Willow continued, "We have received your letter, Ray, and we considered what you requested. It is decided that it is best if you do not tell your friends everything."
Seeing Ray's look of objection she quickly added, "It is best if you do not tell them, Ray. What happened so far is only a small incident, and they will forget it soon. Telling them too much would put them in more danger than there already is. However we do give your permission to speak if you deem it necessary, and we trust you to make the call."
"I understand." Ray said in a low voice.
Willow nodded and smiled faintly, "That is good. Now we move on to what the organization requires of you. We have strong evidence that Voltaire is now active in England, I think you would agree on that part as well, and we want you to learn whatever you can. The information you supplied so far is good, but it's not enough. The more information you can gather, the better it is. Understood?"
"Yes, Willow." Ray answered, though he seemed hesitant, and finally he said, " Though, I am confined to the school, and I doubt I can learn much from there."
"You have two weeks free now, don't you?" Willow asked, "You should use that time wisely. And once you are back in that school, just make the best of the situation."
Seeing Ray nod she clapped her hands jovially, "That will be all, Ray. Oh, and before I forget, this is for you."
She took a long white envelope from her pocket and handed it to Ray.
"This is addressed to the British law reinforcements if you ever need their help or got in trouble with them." She added with a twinkle in her green eyes, "It better not be the latter one though."
Ray took the envelope and placed it in his pocket. He answered with a smile, "Thanks, Willow."
"Why thank me?" Willowed said teasingly, "Don't thank me now and don't blame me when you die tragically in the mission. I have to go now, good luck to you."
With that she leaped over the wall and promptly disappeared behind it grey concrete, leaving Ray alone in the alley. The raven-haired boy stood rooted for a while, and finally he sighed and began walking back the way he had come.
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"I think this is the place." Kenny said in a voice that didn't sound so firm, his eyes travelling up and down the street.
It was the most ordinary looking street, lined with neat and not-so-neat houses and lawns of brilliant green grass that were now covered with snow.
"I don't see the number though." Max wondered out loud.
Shea said thoughtfully, "I think Professor Dumbledore said you have to think of that line in your head and then the house will show up."
"Well then, what are you waiting for?" Kai asked impatiently.
But suddenly there was a popping noise, and a man covered in black cloak appeared some a hundred feet from the group of children.
"What is going on?" Tyson exclaimed in a confused voice.
Kai narrowed his eyes and shouted, "Be careful!"
But the man in black cloak completely ignored them. He only threw something on the ground and pointed a thin rod at the object. He muttered a few inaudible words, and there was a faint glow of light. The man laughed a short and hoarse laugh, and he was gone again with a popping noise.
The children stood there, stunned and speechless. Max is the first one to awake.
"Er. What on Earth just happened here?" He asked in an uncertain voice.
Kai shook his head in annoyance and turned, "I don't know and I really don't want to know."
"Wait!" Kenny suddenly shouted, and his exclamation made Kai turn back again.
The small boy pointed to the object on the ground, "This thing he dropped there, look at it!"
The object was glowing with a strange green light, casting an eerie glow to the white snow. They ran toward where the object lay. Up close they saw the object on the floor looked like a small robot, like one of those transformer toys little boys adore. Every part of it seemed normal, except for the fact that it was glowing green. Tyson walked up and was to pick the toy up. But suddenly the motionless toy sprang up and righted itself. A few light bulbs on it began to flash.
"What the." Tyson jumped and backed up one step. He was startled and shocked.
The green glow now grew so bright that it hurt their eyes. There was a humming noise of mechanisms turning on and functioning. The little toy began to grow rapidly, creating great noise as it expanded in mass and volume.
"Back up!" Kai shouted in alarm.
They scattered backwards, watching in horrors as the half-foot high toy grew taller and taller until it towered in front of them, a monstrosity never seen before. It was almost twice as high as the two story houses around the street. The large camera lens that was the robot's eye glowed and flashed dangerously. There was more sound of mechanisms, now roaring instead of humming. The robot raised its arm and revealed the many machine guns and rocket launchers attached to it. It fired its first round of bullets at the terrified Blade Breakers.
"Get down!" Kai screamed and pulled his teammates down until they all lay flat in the shimmering snow.
The doors of nearby houses began to open as some people came into the streets, looking confused and horrified at the same time. The gigantic machine now turned to the houses, scanning and finding it target. Then it fired a rocket directly between number 11 and number 13. The rocket soared and seemed to hit something and explode in mid-air. The explosion shook the ground and people screamed and fled the scene. The houses are changing rapidly. Whatever charm of illusion that lay there was shattered. Between number 11 and number 13 a large, dark wooden structure appeared out of thin air, the brass plate before its door reads "Number 12, Grimmauld place".
It was the grim looking building the Blade Breakers visited this summer, just as they remembered. But it was even grimmer looking than before and looked like if it had just risen from the inferno.
For it was burning with a stark red flame too bright to even look at.
*That stands for December 19, and JI means urgent in Chinese.
AN: Hi everyone, it's me again! Thanks to all of you for those lovely reviews, they really made me feel appreciated. It seems you are all looking forward to chapter 13, huh? LOL! I guess Kai is popular. Don't worry, it's coming. But don't expect that much, I might add. I reread what I wrote today, and found quite a lot of Tyson!!! Anyway, you will just have to wait and see. Meanwhile, here is chapter 12, where you get to see more of what Ray is hiding.
I am currently working on another project. It is a fan fiction for Romance of Three Kingdoms, about Liu Bei and Sun Shang Xiang, for those of you who know. It is a romance, because of my friends. *looking sideway at Inah* Anyway, that fic should be up within a week. Since now I have two things on my hand, the update might slow a little. I promise I will spend more time on this though. So no worry there.
Enjoy the chapter and have fun!
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"I would say things went pretty well, wouldn't you agree?" Voltaire asked slyly with a satisfied glint in his eyes.
"Better than I thought, my friend." Voldemort answered in an equal voice, "We have stirred up quite a storm, it seemed."
There was silence for a while, and finally Voltaire said, "I have good news for you, Tom. I finally located Dumbledore's order that you were so eager to find."
"You did?" Voldemort sat up in his chair, all air of indifference and laziness gone, "How did you find it? Dumbledore placed heavy protection on that place. He himself is the secret keeper."
"I have told you many times that technology is superior to your so called magic." Voltaire replied calmly, "Some simple satellite surveillance did the trick, nothing too complicated."
"Indeed that is good news. Better than all I've heard so far." Voldemort answered with a murderous light in his eyes, "Tell me where it is and I shall go there myself."
Voltaire said easily, "I have a better plan. Come, I shall show you something."
Voltaire stood up and led his partner in crime through many winding corridors and steel doors. Finally they ended up in a large room with a lofty ceiling. As they entered the pitch-black room, Voltaire turned on the light. Voldemort looked up and couldn't stop himself from gasping. Standing in front of him, towering for at least 10 meters tall, is a monstrous looking machine.
"What is this thing?" Voldemort asked, his scarlet eyes glowing.
Voltaire answered with satisfaction, "This is a auto piloted robot equal to a tank and a bomber plane combined. If you can manage to shrink it for transportation and enlarge it again once it reaches the desired destination, we can do quite a lot with this thing."
"A simple spell can take care of that." Voldemort eyed the machine as he replied, "But you want to use this thing against Dumbledore's order? It seems a waste."
Voltaire shook his head and said, "No, not a waste. We can create chaos with this thing, and it shall be our greatest weapon."
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The sky of London was grey as usual. Slick, seamless clouds swept past, unchanging and unbroken. A thin layer of white snow covered the dusty streets and roads, and more soft snowflakes continued to fall from the sky. The city was busy, and full of children walking, running or laughing. It was the first day of the Christmas vacation, and the mood was light and gay despite the falling snow and the grey sky.
The Blade Breakers walked down a narrow avenue crowded with brick buildings on both side. Their pace was slow and casual, though they all seemed thoughtful and solemn.
"We have two weeks out of that dreary school! Why must you all look so sad?" It was Tyson who exclaimed in his usual cheery voice, trying in vain to lighten up the mood.
Shea laughed and replied, "I see nothing in the world can possibly depress you, huh, Tyson?"
The navy-haired boy grinned at her and said, "I know what you are thinking. Everyone is suspicious of us, and we are chased out of that school almost. Is that it? But really, it's not exactly our problems. There is no point worrying over it. I say we go and have our Christmas, with a big turkey dinner!"
"Actually, Tyson. In England they have goose for Christmas." Kenny said with a small smile.
"Oh what ever!" Tyson shouted animatedly, "As long as it's food!"
The snow now came with more vigour, bringing more chill into the air. Max shivered and pulled his jacket tighter. He turned and asked, "How far is this number 12 Grimmauld place we are suppose to take the letters to again?"
"Tone it down, Max." Kai said coolly, narrowing his eyes slightly, "You shouldn't just go shouting the secret for the whole world to hear."
"Oops, sorry." Max said with an embarrassed smile.
Shea looked down the street and said, "It shouldn't be that far now. I think it's just down the street and around the corner."
"That's good to hear." Answered Max.
The broad street they were walking on now narrowed into an alleyway. The buildings on the two sides seemed older and darker, built of grey and red bricks. Suddenly Ray paused in his walk and stared at one of the building.
"Ray?" Kenny asked with puzzlement and followed the Chinese teen's gaze. There was nothing to see but a flat, featureless red brick wall, "What is the matter."
Ray didn't speak for a while, and then he answered quietly, "I suddenly remembered, I promised a friend I would meet her today."
"A friend?" Kai halted and turned back, his mahogany eyes now bearing suspicions, "Who? And where are you meeting her?"
"A personal friend that lives in London." Ray answered evenly, "I promised her over a letter I would visit him today, and I almost forgot it. I have to go now, I think I am already late."
Kai stared at the Chinese teen with his hard and cold eyes, and Ray returned his gaze unflinchingly. It was almost as if there was a battle of wills between the two.
Finally Ray sighed and averted his eyes. He said in a quiet voice, "I will catch up with you guys at Grimauld Place, alright? I only have some personal things to deal with. It's nothing you need to worry about."
There was a long silence, finally Kai muttered, "Sure. Why ever not?"
His tone was wry, sceptical, or sarcastic, one could not really tell. With that he turned and started walking again. Then sensing everyone hesitating he raised his voice, "Why don't you guys come with me and let Ray does what he needs to do?"
The others seem to awake at his words and made to follow him. Max raised his hand to Ray and said in his usual warm voice with a smile, "So good luck with your friend, buddy. And don't make us wait too long! I don't want to stay in that creepy wooden house all that while."
Ray nodded, but he did not smile back. He watched his friends slowly vanish down the street and turned his eyes to the red brick wall again. On the seemingly featureless wall, there was a small sign drawn in yellow chalk that escaped the eyes of his friends. The sign was composed of a star symbol crossed with an arrow pointing east. Beneath the symbol there was some small letters and numbers that read:
"D19, JI."*
Ray sighed again and followed the arrow down the street. He caught the signs many times on the brick walls that lined the street. He followed the directions and twisted his way through many alleys. Finally he came to narrow alleyway that appeared to be a dead end. On the grey wall that blocked the end of the alley, Ray found the sign again. This time drawn inside the star was a circle.
Ray stopped and looked. The alley was empty save some scurrying rodents. He stared and the dark space before him with puzzlement. Suddenly he heard the sound of sudden wind behind him and that of fabric rustling. Almost instinctively Ray leaped and turned, his hand cutting towards what he judged was the stranger's shoulder. The person leaped back so swift that his hand touched but a fold of fabric.
There was a short laugh and a voice clear like water said, "Good day, Ray. I see your skills have not rusted."
The person before him was an Asian woman dressed in black. She was tall and very slender, her long black hair tied in a long ponytail. Her eyes were a strange greyish green colour that was seldom seen in Asia.
"Willow?" Ray slowly brought his hand up in a salute. He said, "I thought you would come."
"Well, I am the most convenient person." The woman hailed as Willow answered lightly.
Ray nodded and didn't say anything.
Willow continued, "We have received your letter, Ray, and we considered what you requested. It is decided that it is best if you do not tell your friends everything."
Seeing Ray's look of objection she quickly added, "It is best if you do not tell them, Ray. What happened so far is only a small incident, and they will forget it soon. Telling them too much would put them in more danger than there already is. However we do give your permission to speak if you deem it necessary, and we trust you to make the call."
"I understand." Ray said in a low voice.
Willow nodded and smiled faintly, "That is good. Now we move on to what the organization requires of you. We have strong evidence that Voltaire is now active in England, I think you would agree on that part as well, and we want you to learn whatever you can. The information you supplied so far is good, but it's not enough. The more information you can gather, the better it is. Understood?"
"Yes, Willow." Ray answered, though he seemed hesitant, and finally he said, " Though, I am confined to the school, and I doubt I can learn much from there."
"You have two weeks free now, don't you?" Willow asked, "You should use that time wisely. And once you are back in that school, just make the best of the situation."
Seeing Ray nod she clapped her hands jovially, "That will be all, Ray. Oh, and before I forget, this is for you."
She took a long white envelope from her pocket and handed it to Ray.
"This is addressed to the British law reinforcements if you ever need their help or got in trouble with them." She added with a twinkle in her green eyes, "It better not be the latter one though."
Ray took the envelope and placed it in his pocket. He answered with a smile, "Thanks, Willow."
"Why thank me?" Willowed said teasingly, "Don't thank me now and don't blame me when you die tragically in the mission. I have to go now, good luck to you."
With that she leaped over the wall and promptly disappeared behind it grey concrete, leaving Ray alone in the alley. The raven-haired boy stood rooted for a while, and finally he sighed and began walking back the way he had come.
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"I think this is the place." Kenny said in a voice that didn't sound so firm, his eyes travelling up and down the street.
It was the most ordinary looking street, lined with neat and not-so-neat houses and lawns of brilliant green grass that were now covered with snow.
"I don't see the number though." Max wondered out loud.
Shea said thoughtfully, "I think Professor Dumbledore said you have to think of that line in your head and then the house will show up."
"Well then, what are you waiting for?" Kai asked impatiently.
But suddenly there was a popping noise, and a man covered in black cloak appeared some a hundred feet from the group of children.
"What is going on?" Tyson exclaimed in a confused voice.
Kai narrowed his eyes and shouted, "Be careful!"
But the man in black cloak completely ignored them. He only threw something on the ground and pointed a thin rod at the object. He muttered a few inaudible words, and there was a faint glow of light. The man laughed a short and hoarse laugh, and he was gone again with a popping noise.
The children stood there, stunned and speechless. Max is the first one to awake.
"Er. What on Earth just happened here?" He asked in an uncertain voice.
Kai shook his head in annoyance and turned, "I don't know and I really don't want to know."
"Wait!" Kenny suddenly shouted, and his exclamation made Kai turn back again.
The small boy pointed to the object on the ground, "This thing he dropped there, look at it!"
The object was glowing with a strange green light, casting an eerie glow to the white snow. They ran toward where the object lay. Up close they saw the object on the floor looked like a small robot, like one of those transformer toys little boys adore. Every part of it seemed normal, except for the fact that it was glowing green. Tyson walked up and was to pick the toy up. But suddenly the motionless toy sprang up and righted itself. A few light bulbs on it began to flash.
"What the." Tyson jumped and backed up one step. He was startled and shocked.
The green glow now grew so bright that it hurt their eyes. There was a humming noise of mechanisms turning on and functioning. The little toy began to grow rapidly, creating great noise as it expanded in mass and volume.
"Back up!" Kai shouted in alarm.
They scattered backwards, watching in horrors as the half-foot high toy grew taller and taller until it towered in front of them, a monstrosity never seen before. It was almost twice as high as the two story houses around the street. The large camera lens that was the robot's eye glowed and flashed dangerously. There was more sound of mechanisms, now roaring instead of humming. The robot raised its arm and revealed the many machine guns and rocket launchers attached to it. It fired its first round of bullets at the terrified Blade Breakers.
"Get down!" Kai screamed and pulled his teammates down until they all lay flat in the shimmering snow.
The doors of nearby houses began to open as some people came into the streets, looking confused and horrified at the same time. The gigantic machine now turned to the houses, scanning and finding it target. Then it fired a rocket directly between number 11 and number 13. The rocket soared and seemed to hit something and explode in mid-air. The explosion shook the ground and people screamed and fled the scene. The houses are changing rapidly. Whatever charm of illusion that lay there was shattered. Between number 11 and number 13 a large, dark wooden structure appeared out of thin air, the brass plate before its door reads "Number 12, Grimmauld place".
It was the grim looking building the Blade Breakers visited this summer, just as they remembered. But it was even grimmer looking than before and looked like if it had just risen from the inferno.
For it was burning with a stark red flame too bright to even look at.
*That stands for December 19, and JI means urgent in Chinese.
