Mike: Hee hee, I'm uploading the chapter for Eve, cause I'm DYING to know what happens next. I haven't read it yet, I thought I'd share it with you instead. Oh! And thanks to --- Peter Pettigrew, not Peregrine. Ya see, Eve doesn't have book 3 so she had no idea. Okay well, we haven't had a disclaimer for a while soo. I did not write the Harry Potter Books 1-7 hopefully 8,9,10 and 11. (I'm a poet :p) They belong to J.K. Ummmm, you know which characters are hers and which are not. I did not write The Lives Before The Legend-

Eve: That's right. I wrote TLBTL!

Mike: oop's... again.

Eve: You can post it, but geeze, at least ASK!

Mike: You people have fun reading-

Eve: And reviewing.

Sarah: Reviewers Review!

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James looked at his watch, it was 6:47. Remus Lupin was always early for the meetings... so where was he? Sirius was pacing the stairs for any sign that Harry was awake.

"Don't worry about it James" Sirius Black whispered. They were all meeting at Dumbledore's house so there really wasn't that big a chance that talking could have woken up Harry or Neville. Yet everyone knew to keep his or her voices to a minimum.

"I'm not worried... I just..." James Potter shrugged.

"Well" Peter Pettigrew squeaked, "Maybe Remus decided to make that handbook you were talking about, Sirius"

"Yeah, about that. Do you think we should have the same password as we did for the map?" Sirius asked nonchalantly.

"I think we should, but the books got to DO something" James stated raising his shoulders in a casual maner.

"We could make it so you write someone's name in it and then if they have a piece of paper, the message will appear on it. Then disappear if anyone else tries to look at it" Sirius pondered. "Oooh, then after a prank, you just leave the paper and bam, insults and taunts from far away!"

"Yeah, but what else" James looked at Sirius as if to say 'this isn't your best work'. "It's good, but it's the handbook, it's gotta do more"

"Well, it could also tell all our recipes to bombs and the like. The marauder codes of honor. Stuff like that" Peter suggested.

"Code of honor? 'I solemnly swear I'm up to no good is' a code of honor?" Sirius asked.

"Kinda" James smiled evilly. "How about the 'I will stand by my fellow marauder'? That was one-"

"What are you men talking about" Lily asked as she walked in through the door.

"The handbook my dear, excellent idea of yours" James stated.

"Oh! How about it tells the things we used to make everything, but it's like the room of requirements. It shows you what your heart desires!" Sirius proposed, a sinister smile of joy was spread across his face.

"I like that idea!" Peter chirped.

The discussion continued for a while as more people arrived. Sirius retreated to see Harry for a few minutes and James and Peter simply mingled. Dumbledore arrived and that was when Lily started worrying. Where were Kira and Remus? Sirius came back down stairs, beaming. Lily smiled at him and he floated over to James and Peter.

"So, what about a secod, smaller version of the Maurader's map?" Sirius offered.

"Why?" James asked.

"The map was confiscated!" Sirius reminded him with a growl.

"Anyone worth the pranks they play will be able to find it" James smiled casualy as Dumbledore walked by them.

"Okay so a map, the book of requirments-" Peter listed.

"We got to enchant the pages so that proffesors will get insulted if they try to break in, just like with the map" Sirius interupted.

"Yeah, and we could make it so that it looks like a pocket text book, that way you can write to your friends during detention" Peter added.

"Then we need two" James pointed out.

"Not necessarily, we could have it so you can remove and add pages to the book" Sirius stated. "We just need to figure out how to do it"

"There in loes the problem" Peter sighed.

"No, I know how to do that, and make the spell irreversible and untraceable" James grinned.

Dumbledore and Lily went to check on Harry. Lily was a great mom. She could tell what her child seemed to want, need, feel and how to react to each need. She listened, didn't force, just listened. Dumbledore smiled as he saw this connection. It was proof of a strong bond between them. A bond that nothing could break. The mother cared only for her child's happiness. 'Just like it should be' Dumbledore thought. Dumbledore cared greatly for every member of the order. Especially the ones that he had served as Headmaster to. He though of those few as his own children in a way. Young Lily Evens, lost her parents when she was still at school. Who would have thought that the person to comfort her in her greatest time of need, would have been James? The carefree jock that seemed to grow up in a moment, when he saw Lily's tears. The baby stirred and suddenly woke up in tears.

"Harry? What's wrong?" Lily asked, gently lifting him from the crib.

Harry cried louder and seemed to be trying to warn everyone of something. Sirius and James leapt into the room at lightning speed, making a triumphant landing, and rushed over to Lily.

"What's the matter?" James asked, Harry was usually very happy. He never just burst out crying this loudly.

"I don't know!" Lily said in terror that she was desperately trying to hide. "its okay love, its okay Harry, its okay" She cooed.

"Kra!" Harry whimpered, his cries growing louder.

"Kira?" James asked, surprised. Harry had ALMOST said Kira. James was filled with both joy that his son would be talking soon, and horror that Harry seemed to upset. "He's almost talking"

"At least the word isn't Quidditch" Lily stated, her eyes not leaving Harry.

"James!!!! Lily!!!" Remus shouted as he burst into the house making a bigger entrance then James and Sirius. Peter jumped out of the way, pointing to where James and Lily where as Remus hurried past him. "James" Remus panted, he'd ran out of that forest and apperated as close as possible, but you couldn't apperate within a mile of the house, so he'd ran. James and Lily looked at him in shock and Harry grew silent, tears still streaming from his eyes. "They've taken Kira!"

"W-what?" James asked, his voice almost a laugh as he sped down the stairs and looked around, as if trying to prove it was just a joke. He looked at Peter, who shook his head that Kira hadn't come in. James's eyes widened in dismay. "Taken? Where? Who? When? How? Why?" James asked, his voice shaking, but quick as a whip.

"Yes, I don't know, a monster, in the forest, it grabbed her when a Manticore attacked me, I think he is going to take her back to that lab!" Remus blurted out just as quickly.

"No" Lily shook her head, she was smiling and holding Harry. "No she-" But Lily stopped as a sobbing little Faerie flew up.

"It's true" Trinidy sobbed. "That thing grabbed her, threw her over his shoulder, and ran. She kicked and fought, but..." Trinidy collapsed into tears. Kira had saved her life, and now when Kira needed her, she couldn't do anything.

"No" James breathed, he'd accepted it, but didn't understand it. Why did that little girl have to suffer? How could you make something if you knew it was destined to live in pain? James opened his mouth, but no words came out. He took and tried again. "We've got to find her!" James announced, automatically looking at his fellow Marauders. Sirius nodded, Remus nodded and Peter nodded.

"Calm down, James" Dumbledore said, his voice a gentle whisper.

James didn't feel much like calming down, he felt like tearing apart every military building with his bear hands. He felt like rallying the troops and soaring into the sky on a rescue mission. He was at the door in two strides and none of his friends argued with it. They were ready to do whatever they had to. They were ready to jump out that door and into battle! They were ready! They were willing! The time was now! The Marauder's would be at their most glorious moment! Now was the time! Onward! Onward to victory, to-

"Where are you going?" Dumbledore asked, killing the moment.

"North" James replied feebly.

"What is to the north, James?" Moody asked, not understanding what was going on. He had never seen the thing on Kira's arm because Lily and James had put it in their minds, not realizing that they had, that Moody would hate Kira if he knew what she was. Remus followed suit, as did Sirius, Peter, and Cota. That little girl was loved and protected more then Takai could ever have imagined.

"I don't know, but the last facility was north so..." His voice faded and he began pacing. Where was that lab? Would they still keep operations there? No, that would be stupid. They'd move it to a new place. Yes, that was it. They'd move, they'd run like cowards. James shook his head. They'd have all the records at the academy

"What are you talking about?" Moody asked. "Lab? We know Voldemort is trying to get a weapon from a la-"

"Not a weapon!" James interrupted curtly. "My daughter"

"She was the-" Moody looked quite angry.

"No" Dumbledore intervened. "She was-"

"Is" Remus corrected.

Dumbledore nodded. "She is, James and Lily's daughter"

"...Well then what are we waiting for?" Alice smiled at Lily.

"We have more pressing issues to deal with" Moody grumbled.

"Oh come of it!" Remus snapped. "Kira is a child! She's done nothing wrong! She doesn't deserve to be hurt!"

"Remus is right" Dumbledore said calmly. "She deserves the same chance at life as Harry and Neville do"

"But-" Moody started.

"She's my daughter. If you want to stay, then stay" James opened the door and stepped out. It was true. They had a lot on their plate right now and breaking into a lab that creates genetically engineered weapons was a suicide mission. James heard no sound behind him. That wasn't surprising, who wants to die? James swung his leg over his broom and prepared to kick off.

"Geeze, you're patient!" A voice yelled from behind him. It was Peter.

James stared in surprise. Remus, Sirius, and Peter were all there. Ready and willing.

"Come now, did you really think we'd let you do this on your own?" Remus asked. "Marauders take care of their own"

James smiled and they mounted their brooms.

"It's party time!" Sirius sneered as they kicked off. Dumbledore and Lily watched. Truer friends they had yet to see.

Kira tried to slide the door open, again. Nothing. She paced the room, it was a white room with a huge mirror on one side. Under the mirror was a bed. It looked like a child's room. There were a few toys scattered here and there, a table with crayons and paper, a strange looking chair, and a wall of TVs. "Let me outa here!" Kira called, kicking the door. She hated being locked away. "Let me out!" The door opened and three men walked in.

"Welcome back" Takai sneered, staring down at the little girl.

Kira's eyes widen, she remembered him. He walked towards her and she jumped back. Takai laughed at the sign of fear. They had their weapon back, now all they had to do was train it. Voldemort would be pleased, he had been sure they'd never get her back. Now that Takai had her back, he was going to raise the price. What could Voldemort do? Kill him? His staff was at his command, they'd never work for Voldemort. Besides, he was the only one able to control the creatures. Yes, they'd do their new owner's bidding when the time came, but in the end the listened to Takai. However, having Voldemort as an ally would be quite useful-

"M-my Daddy is going to come" Kira stated, shaking.

"You think so?" Takai asked with a slight laugh. Kira nodded her head. "Let him" Takai smiled. "Let him come, you see we have a back up plan"

"B-back up plan?" Kira stared at him. The other two men looked at each other, smirking.

"Yes, follow me" Takai turned on his heel and strode out of the room. 'Come on' he ordered Kira. Before she knew what was happening an empty feeling paused through her, surging through her veins and into her heart. A feeling of being lost, you try to tell yourself that you're not lost, but this voice keeps telling you that you are. Kira felt awful and saw her feet move. They moved on their own and she didn't care. She followed Takai, obeying his every command. Just like last time. She followed Takai into another room down a long hall. It was a room she'd seen before, one with cages and sick animals. Takai led her through that room and down another bright hallway. Into a door on the right and down some stairs. Kira felt herself released from Takai's control. She looked around as the door locked with a click. The room was white, just like the rest. Only this one seemed strange. There was a white box in the back, against a wall. There were silver tubes and plugs and wires coming out of it and a tinny glass window in the front. Takai sneered and jerked his head towards the box. Kira was pushed forward and walked up to the box. It had a lot of mechanical devices all over it and a data sheet below. Kira saw that the tank was filled with liquid and had a blue light shining in it. Kira stepped up onto the last step and looked in. She let out a gasp and stumbled backward. There was a girl in there! A girl with her face!

"Meet the back up plan" Takai laughed.

"Who... who is that?" Kira asked.

"No name... well, that's what we've been calling her. You see when you were stolen, Voldemort became rather angry. So we put all our effort into maintaining your back up. I was glad to see we had one, otherwise..." Takai shrugged as if nothing mattered.

"Why is she in there? Why isn't she awake?" Kira asked.

"An empty vessel. That's all she is. We haven't given her what she needs to like" Takai explained.

"What do you mean?" Kira asked, staring at the girl.

"With you, we gave you blood, a heartbeat, air. With no name, we denied her air, blood, a heartbeat. She exists in suspended animation" Takai stated, looking into the box.

"Then why do you need me?" Kira asked.

Takai looked at her, a smile creeping it's way sinisterly across his face. He looked down at the simple minded creature and almost laughed, she didn't understand. Everythign was right on track, everything was perfect. He turned around and started out of the room. Kira followed. Down the stairs, through the testing lab, down the hall, the fourth door on the right. Takai put her into the room and closed the door. Leaving her to be alone again. Kira's thoughts traveled to no name. Why didn't they bring her to life? Why did she look so much like Kira? The image was in Kira's mind all night. They still wanted her, and she'd just met her replacement. So why want her? Was no name simply going to be like the guards? Trained to fight, but not sold as a weapon. Is that why they still wanted her? Kira usually felt something when she was near some one. Everyone did. You feel a vibe... yet when she looked at No name... there was nothing. No soul, just emptiness.

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Mike: Your stories are sad!

Eve: I know! I don't meant them to be! They just... happen to turn out that way... kinda like book 5.

Mike: Though the new character intrigues me. Who is she? What is her point?

Eve: No name is the back up plan.

Mike: I know that! BTW your definition of Kira's room reminds me of a video game.

Eve: Yes, I know. It was in a video game. They had everything set up so perfectly. I couldn't find a reason to really change it. So I designed Kira's room around it.

Mike: But you already had a sketch of her room.

Eve: Yes, but like I said, I saw that one yesterday and decided to change it around.

Mike: Oh... I like yours better

Eve: Anyway, my stories are sad, and I decided the room looked too sad. So I replaced it.

Mike: Anyway... Um...

Eve: Yeah (uncomfortable silence)

Mike: (cough cough)

Eve: Well.... SIRIUS! HI!!

Sirius: You're scaring me, why are you so happy, I don't think I've ever seen you happy.

Mike: She's not happy, she's uncomfortable.

Eve: ANYWAY! Um... anyone have cool sayings? Like, bumper stickers, or T- shirt sayings. Interesting questions.

Mike: Didn't we already do this?

Sirius: Might have, but now I'M here.

Eve: Hmph. *mumbling* Ego freak.

Sirius: What was that? Say that again, Eve. I don't think I heard you.

Eve: I said, Shut up and get on with it.

Mike: Procrastinate now!

Sirius: Rehab is for quitters.

Eve: Why do they put braille on the number pads of drive-through teller machines?

Mike: Yeah!

Sirius: How do you know when it is time to tune your bagpipes?

Eve: Should vegetarians eat animal crackers?

Mike:... I forgot... drat!

Eve: Why do people say "tuna fish?" They don't say "beef mammal" or "chicken bird!"

Alex: Hi

Mike: Hi-... wait, I don't know you *glaring suspicously*

Sirius: Neither do I *joining Mike in glaring suspicously*

Eve: Hey Alex.

Alex: Sup Eve? Listen I though for the comentary we could do like, kick ass ways to write a paper.

Eve: Okay...

Alex.: Like Type every word in a different font. Alternate really big fonts with really small fonts.

Mike: Support your thesis with quotes from your VCR manual.

Sirius: Write the entire paper on Post-it notes and turn it in by sticking them all over the professor's door.

Eve: Switch the names of prominent history figures with the names of your friends, classmates, etc. Claim that your roommate led the Spanish Armada.

Mike: Write a paper discussing why Michelangelo got to be a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle, but Van Gogh didn't. Discuss whether Van Gogh would have used nunchakus or katanas.

Sirius: Write your paper by cutting out words from magazines and sticking them on the page, ransom-note style.

Eve: End the paper with "This paper will self-destruct in 10 seconds."

Sirius: Perfume the paper with catnip. Explain that it was to keep your dog from eating it.

Eve: If assigned a paper in philosophy class, explain that you can't do the paper because you're not sure if the class really exists, or if it and the professor are just illusions created by your subconscious. If you do end up writing the paper, write about that.

If assigned a 2000-word paper, draw two pictures of what the paper was supposed to be about. After all, a picture is worth 1000 words, right?

Mike: Cite issues of Spiderman and Batman as resources in your bibliography.

Sirius: Turn the paper in by making paper airplanes out of the pages of the paper and attempting to fly them onto the professor's desk.

Alex: The night before the paper is due, call the professor and explain that you can't turn your paper in because it contains sensitive military information and is only available on a "need to know" basis. Insist that General Schwarzkopf says you should get an "A."

Eve: When writing an especially long paper, put a recipe for chocolate cake in the middle and see if the professor notices.

Sirius: Tell the professor that you need an extension because one of your primary sources is an old wise man in Tibet and he won't see you until the next full moon.

Eve: Paint a large white stripe down the front of your paper. Say that on the way to class, your dropped it in the street and it got run over by one of those trucks that paint lines on the road.

Sirius: Make a footprint on the back of one of the pages. When questioned by the professor, act like it's nothing unusual. After all, he did tell you to include footnotes.

Eve: Bring candles and incense to class. Before handing in the paper, perform an elaborate ceremony, entreating the gods to bless the paper and correct all your typos.

Sirius: Make a tape of you singing the contents of your paper, opera-style, and hand that in.

Eve: Write your psychology paper on possible genetic anomalies that might cause a person to prefer anchovies.

Sirius: Hand your paper in a sealed envelope with postmarks from several different countries on it. Say that you wanted several different perspectives on your work.

Eve: Wwrriittee//TTyyppee eevveerryy lleetttteerr ttwwiiccee..

Alex: Get a large piece of paper or canvas. Smear paint all over it and hand it in as your paper. Explain that the topic was such an emotional one for you, and that mere words couldn't possibly express what you had to say.

Mike: Compare and contrast the characters of James T. Kirk and Jean-Luc Picard. Claim that one is actually Hamlet, and the other is King Lear. Say that Worf is Ophelia.

Sirius: Carve your paper on the bathroom wall.

Alex: Refuse to do the paper on account of the fact that you are a member of Greenpeace and strongly object to the gratuitous slaughter of trees caused by the massive amount of paper used in writing assignments.

Eve: Put nonsense words down as quotes. Say that you are quoting the words of a well-known Zen master who was speaking in tongues at the time.

Sirius: Poke several holes in the paper. Say that you were mobbed by crows on the way to class.

Alex: Write about whether Plato would have said that Miller Light is "less filling" or that it "tastes great". Also explain why Aristotle would have taken the opposite view. Try to predict both philosophers' reactions to Spuds Mackenzie.

Eve: Draw pictures of your professor in the margins.

Sirius: Make your paper one long, never-ending sentence that goes on for pages and pages and pages; use a lot of semi-colons, commas, and other interesting, rarely-used punctuation marks [(for example), an interesting one: the colon_] but never ever end the sentence.

Eve: On the day the paper is due, skip into class, waving the paper and screaming, "I have a paper! I have a paper!" Run around the class a few times, then joyfully throw it out the window. Laugh and yell, "There's my paper," then run outside to get it.

Sirius: Refer to all prominent historical figures by nicknames. For example, call George Washington "Georgie". Call Ben Franklin "Sparky".

Alex: Pwetend you have a speech impediment and awways type w's whenevew you weawwy want to type r's ow l's.

Eve: Ol, switch alound arr the l's and r's in youl papel, rike Monty Python did in Queen Erizabeth the Thild.

Sirius: When your proffesor asks for an outline of your paper, draw the outline of the piece of paper you typed it on and hand it in.

Eve: That it? Reviewers Review!