Against the Tide
by: Minamoto Miyuki and iluvmovie8297
A/N: (Minamoto Miyuki) A collab with me and my friend. I wrote this chapter since she kept on complaining that our 8th grade teacher stole her creativity O.o I think I'm starting to believe her. . . .
Prologue
For the four last years I've been running.
Running from what I was dictated growing up.
Running from those I used to consider friends.
Running from what I had give up on long ago.
Running from something I wanted no part in.
I have to look forward, but its hard not to look back. I glance back and I see figures shrouded in darkness.
Could one of those dark robed figures have been one of my classmates? Someone I shared a dorm room with? Someone I grew up with?
They consider me a traitor. A deserter of something I never had any part of.
They are getting closer. I can feel them breathing down my back, can hear the rustling of robes.
There is no chance of running any longer, I have to take a stand.
I plant my feet firmly in the ground as I stop running and turn around, wand in hand and a look of firm resolve planted on my face.
The dark robes figures walk towards me, the flowing robes making them appear as if the where gliding, and stop a few feet in front of me.
"You sons of bitches, I told you long ago I don't want any part of it." I swore at them, there was no choice of me getting out of this. Might as well insult them and their mums.
"Stubborn as ever I see, Freya." One of the figures say in a remorseful tone as they step forward, wand outstretched.
"Better than being a blind follower, Kiora. Always aiming to please mommy and daddy." I spat bitterly.
"Expelliarmus." Kiora shouts in respond.
The force of the spell sent me backwards as my wand involuntarily shot out of my hand into the outstretch gloved hand of Kiora.
"Stupefy." The two other death eaters scream as one almost simultaneously after Kiora's disarming spell. The two spells combined send me to the ground. Stunned.
From my point on the ground I look up into the cowled faces of Voldemorts three most trusted death eaters.
I watch as one of the death eaters reach up to remove the cowl masking their features from the rest of the worlds eye and stare, unsurprised, as the pale features of my childhood friend, Kiora O'Brien, where revealed.
"A long overdue reunion, I must say." Kiora says dryly and raises her wand. The only semblance of any emotion coming from Kiora was the noticeable trembling of her wand hand.
I watch with muted horror, this was it. . .
Never thought, when we first met, that it would come to this. . .
End Prologue