It was a cold day in London when the man finally realised that he had been followed. The girl assigned cursed. Three months since she had began this task, and only know was he beginning to realise it. It was also then she realised just how inadequately prepared she was for a confrontation with her prey. She was a Tracker, not a Hunter despite her nickname. She did the only thing she could. She telepathed an alarm that she had been discovered and then took to the streets.
The man proved to be equally adept at following her. He did not have her speed and her agility, but he did not need to. All he needed to do was to weave a spell of finding, and he would be able to trace her anywhere in the world.
On this metaphysical plane anyway.
When she realised that he was going to be able to find her no matter what she did, she panicked and ran into the safety of a Church known for its beautiful graveyard next to it. The chase had taken about five days, two of which had been in London. She dived into the Church, finding a bolthole, slipped into it, and into another world.
Lucius Malfoy missed her by a few milliseconds.
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"Are you sure of this?" Voldemort asked Malfoy later when they met in Knockturn Alley a few hours later. They were in Malfoy's rooms.
"Yes. She disappeared right in front of my eyes. When I went to the hole, I found it was shallow, not even enough for a child to hide, but there was nothing. None of my spells worked," he said.
"Do not fear, my trusted one. I know what to do. I want you to go to the Dementors, and to talk to them of this. They may be able to shed some light. Failing that, talk to the others," they both knew he didn't mean humans.
"I will deal with the Makai demons myself," he murmured.
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"Inari help us!" the kitsune called out. Five of them were being tortured on a rack by Voldemort's minions; gifts to him by the traitorous Kitsune Demon Lord Ryacho. These were the ones who had turned against him and paid the price (read Crystal Rose, chapter 1-3, not sure which).
Inari watched as they pierced the bodies of his precious children again and again. These were the Priests and Priestesses that served him deep in Makai, where he had kept them safe from the outside world, close to one of his own supporters, who in turn, betrayed him. But Karma had implanted the trust in him, and he had himself to blame when he didn't stop what was going on because he was enamoured with the Chosen Ones.
He touched them each gently before turning away, hastening their death. His distant niece, Reka, or Celeste as she preferred to be called in this day and age, came to him. "Go. The confrontation will happen soon, and we will have our revenge," she said, holding out the long scythe with which she used to cut the body's connection to the soul, leaving the latter to journey onwards.
He heard the relieved sigh as their souls left their bodies, and their benediction for releasing them, on him as he went away.
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The monster watched as the students went into their dormitories. He knew which one was his target, which was to be kidnapped. The girl with the red hair, that one stood out form her companions. Not so much because eof the colour of her hair itself, but the latent power that was inside her. Humans believed that the more red one's hair was, the more power they had within them. They were right. The monster licked his lips in anticipation of the hunt.
Deep in the night innocence slumbers
Deep in the night evil conspires
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Phew… I think I can wrap this up in another oh… ten chapters. Kidding. About seven more ought to do it, and if you can guess who'll be kidnapped, you should be ashamed!
