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"Move it or loose it kiddies!" Morgan screamed. Kids were running down the hall to the statue of the one eyed witch and crawling through the passage. "Um…You! Red head!"
A fourth year turned to look at her. "Yeah?"
"Make sure everyone get's to Hogsmade okay?" Morgan asked. "What's you name?"
"Jason…Chambers…"
"Right, Jason I'm going to make sure you get a very high paying job!" Morgan dashed off to find Oreo
Suddenly she froze, Don't look back….Just keep running…She told herself, but she glanced behind her anyway. No one there. She started to walk away. Somethings there! Instinctivly she started to walk faster. A breath of cold wind whispered down her spin. She broke into a sprint. Morgan stopped short and nearly fell forward, she looked over and saw that Moaning Myrtels bathroom was flooding. "Screw off!" She finally yelled.
"Oh, but Morgan….Your fear makes me stronger."
She whirled around and saw the dim outline of a man. "Fuck off!"
"No. Soon it will be complete…The sacrifice…" He smirked, noticing Morgan's confused expression. "Now darling, don't tell me you don't know about the sacrifice?"
"I said get lost!" Morgan screamed. Someone hear me god damn it!
"Poor Celice….He was spectacular you know….Lovely to look at,"
Morgan's eyes narrowed. "Fuckin' pervert!"
"No, no….I have an adgenda." The man's figure started to become clearer, and his voice was more then a mere whisper. It was full, rich. It wrapped around Morgan like a spider web. He reached out and gently wrapped his long fingers around her wrist. The witch started to pull away. "Stay a while."
Morgan's will fled her and she was left standing there, quaking. "Wha-Ah!" She cried as the talons on his fingers pierced the skin on her wrist. "Stop!"
"No…I need just a little blood, don't worry my dear you won't scar." He said soothingly and again Morgan was taken under his spell. He cut a line down from the center of her palm to just below the base of her wrist, forming a cross. "You see I am also an angel…"
"Don't look like one." Morgan gasped. The man reached down and gently licked the blood from her wrist. Suddenly his outline became less blurry and he was actually there. His eyes were the deepest richest green, with a ring of gold around the edge of the iris that seeped into the green like molten lava. Only the gold wasn't pure, it was stained in some way, like black had been mixed in.
His hair was in perfect sleek light golden waves, that fell down on the floor behind him. "Oh, but I am. I see that Stella didn't include me in the story….Did she. My name is Adonis…I think it meant paradise at one time, but you know, my memories kind of fuzzy."
"What sacrifice?" Morgan finally managed to gasp.
"Oh…You don't know. I was God's favorite, his golden boy. But….I saw it and I couldn't resist. I saw the devil's advocate. With his eyes glowing red and his hair like the very coals he walked on, the Crimson King. The devil couldn't leave Hell, so he took a mortal and made him the Crimson King.
"The Crimson King claimed that God was going to get rid of the angels. I naturally followed him when he offered me protection. The Crimson King cut of my wings. He left me alone to die. But God and his angels couldn't escape my wrath, nor could the Crimson King. So I killed the Crimson King and I stole his black wings. I flew back to heaven and I killed every angel in sight, until their streets, paved in silver, ran with blood.
"God cursed my new wings, he made them gold. Gold wings represent the ultimate sin, and he cast me back to earth. With my wings I lived as a preacher, claiming God was the devil in disguise. I gained followers, and one day we attacked a church. But you see I told them to stop. Inside the church was…a being that could only be descriebd as unearthrel. Vallon, Vallon the priest.
Morgan felt his hold waver and attempted to run. "I don't want to hear you pathetic sob story! Just let me go!"
"You will hear my story, because it involves your Dear friend Remus."
Morgan froze.
"Now, Vallon. He looked back at us with those amber eyes and I ordered my men to leave. Vallon just stood there, claiming God would protect him. He was under the protection of two angels, Celice and Auron. They forced my away, and I swore I would have Vallon. I wanted revenge on those two angels. Celice killed himself over that blasted Violin…But Auron and his little Katherine…I killed her and I laughed as he ripped out his own wings, so he could kill himself later."
Morgan shuddered violently. "You Psycho! Let me the fuck go! And Remus wasn't even in that story!"
"Celice was reborn as Sirius Black, Auron was reborn as Harry Potter, Guess who Vallon was reborn as? Who would they both die for to protect?" Adonis' voice insinuation echoed in her ear.
"Remus." Moragn started to struggled violently. "No! You won't get him! Sirius….Your working with Mallvorn! You….You set this up, not Mallvorn you!"
"That's right." Adonis bowed before her. "All my idea."
"You didn't expect Katherine to be reborn, did you." Morgan sneered. "Does that mess up your plans?"
"Oh not at all. You see I'm here to get revenge on Auron for taking Vallon from me. So he's the sacrifice."
"Thanks for telling me your plan." Morgan spat. "Now let me go!"
"No, I think I'm going to make sure you are properly delivered to Voldemort when this is over. Now shut your eyes and go to sleep." He whispered soothingly.
Morgan fought against him, but sleep washed over her. "Moony…"
"I'll take good care of him, my dear. Now sleep."
Morgan obeyed.
"Remus…." Alex said from the window. "You have a larger part in all this."
"What do you mean?" Remus murmured. "No, I'm not an angel. I don't have any special powers."
"Mallvorn is not responsible for this." Remmy snarled. "Mallvorn is just an extension of his arm!"
"Who's arm!" Remus asked, his face paling. "What do you mean Mallvorn's not in charge!"
"Mallvorn…Is on friendly terms with a very, very dangerous spirit. You know him Remus. It was that ghost, with the claws, the knives for fingers. His name is Adonis. He was an angel. Long story short he was cursed by God and started the satanic cult fad. He fell madly in love with a priest named Vallon. Remus you are Vallon reborn. Adonis is the most powerful being in this war, not Mallvorn. Voldemort doesn't know Mallvorn's taking orders from Adonis."
"So this isn't about Sirius. It's about me." Remus whispered.
"Remus we didn't know. It seemed like Mallvorn, but Mallvorn would never have a battle where he wasn't leading the troops. The death eaters haven't moved. Mallvorn is a bi-polar skitzo. He wouldn't take this long to attack. Adonis has been waiting for you for centuries."
"No…." Remus shook his head. "No! I'm a werewolf! I'm a dog! A broken toy…."
"Remus." Remmy warned, his voice taking on a dangerous edge.
"No, no no!" Remus screamed. He shoved himself to his feet and kicked the desk, when suddenly he froze and dropped to his knees howling in pain, grabbing his wrist. "Make it stop! Make it stop!
Remmy dropped to Remu's side and yanked up Remus' sleeves. Burning into place on each of Remus' was a cross, stretching from the center of his palm and down to the middle of his forearm. The crosses were etched into place and the fire inside them stopped raging, they cooled to jagged blood red lines.
On his back and chest were two identical crosses that burnt through the werewolf's shirt. Remmy hugged Remus tightly. "That is the mark of Adonis."
"What am I, his property!" Remus howled.
"Yeah, you belong to him, just as Sirius belongs to Mallvorn."
Remus broke into sobs, his wrists on fire.
Sirius was still sitting in that cell, with his hands chained to the wall, when suddenly Mallvorn came in angrily. He slammed the door shut and glared at Sirius. "Bad day, sweetie?" Sirius smirked.
"Shut up." Mallvorn snapped. "How the hell does anyone deal with that man!"
"Voldemort?"
"He's insane!" Mallvorn snarled.
"I wouldn't be talking." Sirius shrugged. "So on amore casual note, when are you attacking Hogwarts."
"Adonis wants us there tonight."
"Adonis?" Sirius asked.
"Fuck!" Mallvorn screamed. "No one important, no more questions, Celice."
"Who will guard the guards?" Sirius asked suddenly. "Remus said that ghost said that to him! You said that to me as well….That ghost was Adonis!"
"That's hardly enough evidence." Mallvorn sneered. "But I love it when you think."
"You and that ghost are always synchronized! In the forest that night, you were there as well as him. That ghost went after Remus twice, you were with me both those times as well."
"That's better." Mallvorn smirked. "Well done."
"Remus…." Sirius growled at Mallvorn. "What does he have to do with all this!"
"Adonis marked Remus as his own centuries ago. Just as I marked you," Mallvorn ran a hand along Sirius' cheek and the red mark bloomed.
"Remus! fuck you let me go!" Sirius screamed. "You bastard! Let me go I have to get to Remus!"
"Sirius." Mallvorn said sharply. "Don't make me hurt you."
"NOT REMUS! LEAVE HIM THE FUCK OUT OF THIS! NO! YOU LYING BASTARD! I HATE YOU, I WILL KILL YOU AND ADONIS AND VOLDEMORT! I'LL DRINK YOU FUCKING BLOOD!"
Mallvorn calmly picked up a knife from the table and drew it lightly across Sirius' neck. Sirius stilled. "Don't make me hurt you, Celice."
"My fucking name is Sirius! Not Celice." Sirius spat. "Harry's going to kill Voldemort. And then I'm going to kill you."
Sirius drew completely still as the knife went behind his back. The silver blade plunged into his wing. Sirius' blood curling scream echoed through the walls of the fortress, and even Voldemort shuddered.