Disclaimer: Don't own it. I own Andrew Ted Kyle and Matt though, and Shawn
because I am him.
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Four people sat in a small room with rap playing in the background. They were taking turns in choosing the song and after a while a fifth joined them. This one with red hair. "TURN THAT CRAP OFF!" Shawn said forcefully. It went off immediately. He wasn't going to admit that he believed Harry was actually a... wizard... but he knew something was odd. "Okay, something dangerous could go down at the Iron Maiden concert concerning our two friends. I have three tickets. Matt, Andrew, and Ted you three I trust to keep a level head in the face of danger. Sorry Kyle, but you've already proved to me that thinking in dangerous situations is not your forte." Kyle shrugged and nodded. "No argument here."
"Come on we're calling a cab. Kyle if anyone calls... I'm asleep... Ted met a local band and is filling in as drummer... Andrew... he's joined a local basketball tournament for the day. Got it?" Kyle nodded. "Count on me." Shawn rounded on the other three. "You guys be ready for the kind of stuff we went through with The Rebels... but something tells me if half the stuff Harry and Hermione talk about are true... it'll be no help. But we're going to try it." Andrew gave him a questioning look. "And that is?" Shawn took a deep breath. "I think they're magicians of some sort... no Wizards." Andrew had a look of mild fear on his face... he was obviously envisioning a group of Wicca's settled around a fire. Matt nodded, Matt believed that something was out there... and here was his proof... the word of his best friend... which he wouldn't take for granted. Ted's face clearly expressed his unbelief.
"Scared or not.... believing or not... we got work to do boys... something is going down... they're ready for a fight if the look on Harry's face is any indication. I'll set my watch and warrant on it." Minutes later they sat in the back of a cab the three each preoccupied by their own thoughts.
'A wizard? If these things are real... and he is one of them, and they're actually worried about this Voldemort then trouble will definitely ensue.' Shawn thought as the driver pulled away and suddenly he let out a yell. "Stop!" The driver hit the brakes and Shawn hopped out and ran a few meters back to where Kyle sat outside. "Kyle quick bring me Dreath and Orion." A few minutes later he returned to the cab a sword sheathed at his belt and a dagger there too. "Matt you know how to use it. " He unhooked the daggers sheath and watched as Matt hooked it then withdrew the dagger and placed it back in. "Drew you'll distract the guards while I bring this in." Andrew nodded. "Ted... I have the oddest inkling that we're going to need some form of communication. Those boards above the stage... see if you can find the control room before the concert starts... station yourself near it but out of site." He passed each of them a high powered walk talky. "Andrew... just incase they accidentally get onto this frequency, you're Jeff. Ted you're Alpha, Matt you're Blade... I'm Death, like my sword."
The cabbie who hadn't heard this whispered conversation pulled to a stop out front of a large area with a stage in the middle. There was a gate and Shawn saw a portion unguarded which he could easily climb. First though, he hid his blade in the bushes near the parking lot. He showed his four tickets to the guard who let him in and walked around as Ted took off and Matt did the same. Andrew stood talking to the guard about the bands which would be playing tonight. Shawn pretended to have left something outside- which he did...- and left... now that he had given the guard all but the stubs of his ticket him could come and go.
Shawn sat down in the bushes as Ted radioed in. "This is Alpha calling Dreath Come in? Over." Shawn looked around. "Dreath here read you loud and clear. Over." A pause and then, "Target Identified, janitors closet near it, I picked the lock and am inside now, I locked it back. Awaiting instructions over." Shawn stood, reattaching Dreath to his belt. "Stand by Alpha, I repeat you need to stand by and be ready to sneak in on my instructions. Be quick because you'll probably be caught quickly. Shorten my message if I have one in the style that you use on the internet. Stand by Over." Then he sent a new one. "Blade and Jeff... I've acquired the goods and am joining you now. Meet me at the southwest side."
Making sure no one was looking Shawn scaled an unprotected portion of the gate. Lucky he was wearing his father's old trench coat, he wrapped it around himself. Matt and Andrew were waiting for him. "What have we gotten ourselves into... sneaking weapons into a concert?" Andrew asked as they took seats five rows from the front... the mosh pit looked so... appealing and would even more so when the music began. "The answer to that is simple." Matt replied rubbing the sheath at his side. "Fun... lots and lots of dangerous fun, the kind only Shawn can bring you into." Shawn nodded an agreement. If they only knew.... A few moments later the famed Iron Maiden was playing the one that had been playing when Shawn and Harry had first met. Shawn stuck his hand into his pocket and found a length of rope. Using it to tie the sheath of the blade to his leg so that it wouldn't move around a lot Shawn stood. "I'll be back in two songs... until then... look for cloaks. Tell me how many people you see with cloaks." He handed his walky talky to Matt, both of whose were off. With that, unable to control himself Shawn leapt into the mosh-pit immediately being thrown around in the group of slam dancers
This will be incredibly short. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------------------
Four people sat in a small room with rap playing in the background. They were taking turns in choosing the song and after a while a fifth joined them. This one with red hair. "TURN THAT CRAP OFF!" Shawn said forcefully. It went off immediately. He wasn't going to admit that he believed Harry was actually a... wizard... but he knew something was odd. "Okay, something dangerous could go down at the Iron Maiden concert concerning our two friends. I have three tickets. Matt, Andrew, and Ted you three I trust to keep a level head in the face of danger. Sorry Kyle, but you've already proved to me that thinking in dangerous situations is not your forte." Kyle shrugged and nodded. "No argument here."
"Come on we're calling a cab. Kyle if anyone calls... I'm asleep... Ted met a local band and is filling in as drummer... Andrew... he's joined a local basketball tournament for the day. Got it?" Kyle nodded. "Count on me." Shawn rounded on the other three. "You guys be ready for the kind of stuff we went through with The Rebels... but something tells me if half the stuff Harry and Hermione talk about are true... it'll be no help. But we're going to try it." Andrew gave him a questioning look. "And that is?" Shawn took a deep breath. "I think they're magicians of some sort... no Wizards." Andrew had a look of mild fear on his face... he was obviously envisioning a group of Wicca's settled around a fire. Matt nodded, Matt believed that something was out there... and here was his proof... the word of his best friend... which he wouldn't take for granted. Ted's face clearly expressed his unbelief.
"Scared or not.... believing or not... we got work to do boys... something is going down... they're ready for a fight if the look on Harry's face is any indication. I'll set my watch and warrant on it." Minutes later they sat in the back of a cab the three each preoccupied by their own thoughts.
'A wizard? If these things are real... and he is one of them, and they're actually worried about this Voldemort then trouble will definitely ensue.' Shawn thought as the driver pulled away and suddenly he let out a yell. "Stop!" The driver hit the brakes and Shawn hopped out and ran a few meters back to where Kyle sat outside. "Kyle quick bring me Dreath and Orion." A few minutes later he returned to the cab a sword sheathed at his belt and a dagger there too. "Matt you know how to use it. " He unhooked the daggers sheath and watched as Matt hooked it then withdrew the dagger and placed it back in. "Drew you'll distract the guards while I bring this in." Andrew nodded. "Ted... I have the oddest inkling that we're going to need some form of communication. Those boards above the stage... see if you can find the control room before the concert starts... station yourself near it but out of site." He passed each of them a high powered walk talky. "Andrew... just incase they accidentally get onto this frequency, you're Jeff. Ted you're Alpha, Matt you're Blade... I'm Death, like my sword."
The cabbie who hadn't heard this whispered conversation pulled to a stop out front of a large area with a stage in the middle. There was a gate and Shawn saw a portion unguarded which he could easily climb. First though, he hid his blade in the bushes near the parking lot. He showed his four tickets to the guard who let him in and walked around as Ted took off and Matt did the same. Andrew stood talking to the guard about the bands which would be playing tonight. Shawn pretended to have left something outside- which he did...- and left... now that he had given the guard all but the stubs of his ticket him could come and go.
Shawn sat down in the bushes as Ted radioed in. "This is Alpha calling Dreath Come in? Over." Shawn looked around. "Dreath here read you loud and clear. Over." A pause and then, "Target Identified, janitors closet near it, I picked the lock and am inside now, I locked it back. Awaiting instructions over." Shawn stood, reattaching Dreath to his belt. "Stand by Alpha, I repeat you need to stand by and be ready to sneak in on my instructions. Be quick because you'll probably be caught quickly. Shorten my message if I have one in the style that you use on the internet. Stand by Over." Then he sent a new one. "Blade and Jeff... I've acquired the goods and am joining you now. Meet me at the southwest side."
Making sure no one was looking Shawn scaled an unprotected portion of the gate. Lucky he was wearing his father's old trench coat, he wrapped it around himself. Matt and Andrew were waiting for him. "What have we gotten ourselves into... sneaking weapons into a concert?" Andrew asked as they took seats five rows from the front... the mosh pit looked so... appealing and would even more so when the music began. "The answer to that is simple." Matt replied rubbing the sheath at his side. "Fun... lots and lots of dangerous fun, the kind only Shawn can bring you into." Shawn nodded an agreement. If they only knew.... A few moments later the famed Iron Maiden was playing the one that had been playing when Shawn and Harry had first met. Shawn stuck his hand into his pocket and found a length of rope. Using it to tie the sheath of the blade to his leg so that it wouldn't move around a lot Shawn stood. "I'll be back in two songs... until then... look for cloaks. Tell me how many people you see with cloaks." He handed his walky talky to Matt, both of whose were off. With that, unable to control himself Shawn leapt into the mosh-pit immediately being thrown around in the group of slam dancers