All That's Left: Chapter 6

Findings On The Floor

George flew down to the ground, right where George's broom floated feet above. He immediatley flew up when he noticed where he was. He was in the Magva camp. Magva, evil muggles, drawn to the Dark Lord and his power, the protection he could give them. They were muggles with dark pasts, and now they dedicated their future to making other's pasts dark, so when they looked at what was, it was horrible, and full of death and depression. They wore black suits with hoods that went over their face, and spikes coming from the shoulder. They had blood on their faces that you could see behind the hoods. "I smell something nice!" one of the Magva growled angrily. "It smells like one of them!" George, scared, tired, and weak, apparated, rather than be chased, flying. There was a loud crack, and he was gone. George began to see the blur you see when you apparate, and all of a sudden he came to a halt. He fell on his face. He stood up and didn't know where he was. "What? Where? How did I get here?" he said to himself. The place was completely deserted. It looked somewhat like an observation deck, and a train station oddly enough. It was sorrounded by water, and in front of one area, was a sandy dessert. He had no idea whatsoever where he was. As he walked through the place he began to feel more weak and tired than he did before. He collapsed. He fell again face first on the concrete. George layed their and slept for the night. As he slept horrible images came before his eyes. Images of death, destruction, and the world's end, he saw horrible creatures, knights in black and dark grey armor, and a battle of great porportions. Though his last vision, or dream, was the best. He saw angelic humans, in all white, shining like bright nighttime stars, he saw them emiting light from their body, so blinding his sight was filled with a white glow. As George slept his body became so limp he could've been dead. All of a sudden, George awoke, he was chained to a cold stone wall, he had wounds all over his body, he had been whipped and cut. He thrived. George was again oblivious to where he was. George looked around, he was in side a tent against a wall. It was a battlefield tent. He became extremely horrified. Was he going to die? George looked at the floor. There was a dagger a bit away from his feet. George tried sliding it to him, and it reached the very bottom of his foot. George bent down, and grabbed the dagger, though he could only reach it with his finger tips. He took the dagger into his hand, and began to slice at the chain. It broke into many small pieces and George took his hand and began to slice at the other chain. It shattered. George took a sword sitting on the ground. He wanted to see where he was. He stepped out of the tent, and looked around. he was in the Magva camp. George, scared, put his fear behind him, and looked for Fred. He heard some of the Magva, talking about two men, exactly alike, with red hair, and lots of freckles. They were talking about him and Fred. "One of them is in the tent, next to the stone wall, and then the other twit is in the Eastern tent," the Magva was saying, "their execution is going to take place this night. First the one in the eastern tent, then tomorrow night, the one in the Stone Wall tent." "The Eastern tent? Where is that?" George asked himself, "Fred is in there! I have to find him before they get to him!" He started around, and he saw a tent, and the eastern most point of the battlefield, and Fred knew it.that was the Eastern tent!