Title: Prince of the Light
Author: Mysterious Phantom Shyraz
Disclaimer: Harry Potter and all its relevant occurrence belongs to J.K.Rowling and Warner Bros. The rest are mine. The plot and its incidences are purely fiction, should there be any similarity between this story and real life, it is purely coincidental.
A/N: The next chapter to the long awaited series. A note of thanks to the following reviewers (sorry forgot to put them on the last few chapter):
Lord Master Omega
Jennifer Rohda
ChocolateMunky
Fiery Pheonix
Tanydwr
athenakitty
Milky Neon
Thanks for you continual support, Now, let's have a little re-cap. Last time, we were up to the place where the author ran out of crisps....
Just kidding, last night we were up to the place where there's a sudden loud 'BANG' (and its not from the twins)
Eleventh Night-Let The Hunt Begin....
SOMEWHERE, SOMEPLACE
The hall was big and lined with granite stone. The tiniest amount of light was able to be seeped into the hall through the small slit windows located near the ceiling. Near the back of the wall sat a throne and a dark green velvet tapestry hanging giving it a spooky backdrop. On the throne sat a talk and foreboding presence in black.
"M...Master..." a stutter came from near the doorway. A small figure slouched into the hall. "Th¡Kthe phase one of the plan was carried out. Not...not a problem."
"Good," the foreboding figure answered, "it seems that the summer of peaceful waiting paid off..."
The small figure went out of the stone doorway the way he came in, silent and slouched with a slight 'clanking' background sound.
ROYAL MAGICAL EXHIBITION CENTER
Green smoke seeped through the now closed heavy wooden doors. People panicked and ran for the next possible exit, which also happened to be seeping green smoke.
"Everyone, please calm down!" Arthur Weasley said through the microphone on the stage. The noise in the crowd is now reduced to slight whispers, "The Aurors of the Ministry is trying to work out what is happening. We should have the answers very soon..."
At the same moment, Mad-Eyed Moody walked towards the Minister of Magic. His facial expression scrunched up and seems as though he didn't like what he found out. Both conversed in low tones and hushed voices.
On the other hand, the group that were sitting near the stage (A/N: a.k.a. the main characters of the story) managed to hear most of the conversation¡K
"It's not good Arthur, there's not much we can do but wait 'til the smoke's all gone. We're not locked from the inside and that's a good sign..."
"Then is there any place the guests can retreat to?"
"'fraid not. Don't want to know what those smoke are. Though shouldn't be..."
People near the entrances were coughing, falling down like puppets released from their puppet-masters. Those near the supposed 'windows' found they could not be opened, that is because it is an enchanted wall. With no air-ventilation and no possible exit, the guests were depressed.
"Please calm down," Mr Weasley called out once again, though it only seemed to make the situation worse.
"Could it be...Him?" Hermoine, the more logical one, deduced in a tone just slightly above a whisper. This earned many questioning stares and exclaimed faces, "I mean it is plausible, with this many Ministry members of non-pureblood and some tens of foreign guests. It makes a very good target..."
"Only someone has to inform Him¡K" Ginny was the next to interject.
"Wait a second, hold on. Who are you talking about?" Pashivica asked, being not from this part of the magical world, she has little knowledge of the 'He' everyone is referring to. The Kageyama twins nodded slightly, Cassandra and Kohna only sighed and shook their heads thinking how oblivious someone can be. Zephyr was intent to listen more of the conversation and Pheo had his ear strained to hear for any suspicious noise.
Smoke fill the room quicker than anyone could have thought, the ministry members were busy firing different spells in hopes to clear away some of the green substance. Some bravely ventured into the smoke to try and unlock the doors but had no luck, all fell before the deadly smoke. Just when people gave up, with the hall nearly half filled with the green smoke (or half empty with normal air, whichever way you prefer) when a large bunch of people with black balaclavas and black tight-fitting clothes came bursting in. With them, they carried some sort of a weapon that resembled an oversized handgun, with a handle to big. By this time, at least half of the room's occupants fell, the only people left conscious were a handful of Aurors, the full Weasley family with Hermoine, Pashivica and her escorts, Dumbledore and the few important guests that were not 'brave' enough to venture into the green smoke, Zephyr and his silent friend Pheo, Fleur and her sister Gabrielle huddled together, Kohnar and Cassandra were a bit woozy from being too close to the source of the smoke and the pair of Kageyama twins were trying their best to not inhale anymore smoke lest they faint themselves.
"Give it up you bunch of wierdos, we've got the ground covered. There's no way you can escape..." The supposed 'lead' balaclava men called out. "There's around two dozen of you left, no point in fighting. Give us the information we want and we'll give you the antidote for the rest of the people."
"What are you people and what do you want?" exclaimed one of the Aurors with his wand pulled out.
"My, my, aren't we all a bit touchy today. Who we are is none of your business, what we want is simple. Hand over the information on one Harry Potter and we'll let you all go as though nothing has happened."
"What do you want the information for?" Demanded Moody, standing in the middle, next to the first Auror. On the other side of him was Tonks. Behind them stood Dumbledore, Mr Weasley, Pashivica's escorts, the two older Weasleys, Claude, three other unknown people with only their backs towards the protected group and apparently the twins managed to pull themselves up to the second line of defence. The rest, which include the group that sat together and Mrs Weasley.
"That's none of your business..."
"What d'ya mean it's none of our business huh?" The unknown Auror, being smart, fired a warning shot at the group of masked man. Though it seemed those people did not take this very well. One of them aimed their 'gun' at the Auror and fired. A beam of yellowish light shot out instead of a bullet, accompanying it is the sound of a normal gunshot. The Auror fell to the ground with a thud.
"Don't underestimate us. We might not have your stick thingys but we can still take you out. I hope you take this warning well..."
In place of the fallen Auror, two of the guests stepped up to the front from their post in the second line. It seemed that those that are conscious are well aware of their situation, so leaving no blanks in the defences, Kohnar and Cassandra stepped into the second line, still feeling a bit out of sorts. Their reason was because they were the nearest to the front, and being a bit older than those they sat with, they feel obligated to help protecting others. Many had the look of surprised and tried, using their expression, to persuade them otherwise, but no such luck.
"You don't expect us to just give you information in spite of all this do you?" This sounded more like a statement than a question from the mouth of Mad-Eye Moody.
"If you don't plan on giving it to us, then we'll have to use other methods..." All of the balaclava people took out their handguns and aimed at the group. Dumbledore lost his twinkle in his eyes the moment those people stepped into the scene, and now took on a more serious expression. Moving more near the front line with Mr Weasley moving up next to him. Bill and Charlie, being the more experienced of the Weasley family, stepped up next to their dad. Molly Weasley moved up to the second line, ready to protect her children when needed. Fleur moved up with her, leaving Gabrielle behind in the safe hands of Hermoine, Ron and Ginny. Huddled up together with them were the pair of twins as well. The female escort of Pashivica moved back to help the twins and take care of Gabrielle who seemed to have a bit of difficulty in breathing. Zephyr and Pheo provided an overall lookout on the situation whilst Ron was watching over the group of 'healers'.
The fight soon began when they finished all the shuffling around. It seemed that these people had the decency to give them the time to regroup their little party. Lights flew around, people dodged and the balaclava people took shelter in the nearby overturned tables. The wizards did the same; they were fast on their feet. Only to find that the two guests were quickly knocked out because they were not used to such hectic activities. To take their place, Molly, Kohnar and Cassandra moved forward and bit.
The black group has a better advantage, they have more people and some are sneaking around the sides. Seeing this, Bill and Charlie came up with an idea. Rounding up the Weasley twins who were two tables behind, they gathered their 'materials'. All of a sudden, the room was not only filled with the creeping green smoke, but also a cloud of pink from the middle of the 'battle field'. This cloud of pink was, of course, through the courtesy of the Weasley twins. It also provided the needed cover for Bill and Charlie to hopefully take out those trying to sneak behind their defence to attack the less experienced. There were in total around half a dozen of the balaclava people sneaking around at each side, Bill and Charlie split up to take them out. Their first shots caught those by surprise but quickly, those that are left standing caught on and managed to find cover in the pink and green smoke filled room. The twins tried to help their brother out but with no luck, as they bumped into three of those people and were in a hand-to-hand battle, which the twins seemed to be loosing. What they lack in techniques were quickly made up through their speed and agility.
These balaclava people were keen on using hand-to-hand fighting techniques and many of the wizarding side soon sport a slash from the knives thrown at their direction, a bruise through close encounter with the black balaclava people. The only people that didn't seem to be in much harm were Ginny, Ron, Hermoine, Pashivica and Gabrielle. Even the Kageyama twins are now fighting with their hands instead of their magic. They were, after all, born in a place where hand-to-hand combat is a part of their culture. Pashivica's escorts were in the midst of the battle, the female running here and there trying to heal those the best she could with her own version of magic. The male was keen on using his sword as a deflector of the magic sent through the handguns as he accompanied the other through the battlefield to administer any healing.
In the front line, things were more chaotic. No one seem to know who or what they are fighting. Spells flew around, clashes could be heard and soft crashes of body on furniture could be detected. The only people that were standing without much of an injury were Dumbldore and Moody. Arthur just crashed onto one of the nearby tables and have a few cracked bones somewhere. Molly, Kohnar and Cassandra were having a hard time of their own fighting a group of experienced fighters. They weren't using their guns and were in such close proximity that inhibited their use of magic and wands. Molly Weasley was the healer in this group and were busy trying to stop the blood from flowing from the cut Bill had nearby to where they were fighting. This then leaves Kohnar and Cassandra to defend Molly, the now unconscious-through-blood-loss Bill and themselves. Soon, they found that they were overwhelmed with people. Just when they were about to give up, Fred and George showed up next to them, trying to help the best they can with the injuries they've sustained.
In the back near the stage area, Ginny, Hermoine and Gabrielle huddled in the middle. In front of them was Ron, as though trying to protect the fragile group. Although Hogwarts Golden Trio had seen more things than many should at their age, it seemed that this full blown scale of battle, with both physical and magical attacks, were shocking to them. Next to Ron was Pashivica, with a short sword held in front of her, trying to protect both the group and herself. To the left hand side of them were the Kageyama twins, trying to fight of what they can. To the right were Zephyr and Pheo, trying to fight off as much as they physically can. They could barely hold off so many attackers when the third guest appeared in the scene.
"SENA!" Zephyr exclaimed as he was pushed aside, a beam of light fired passed where his head used to be.
"Glad to see you too. Good thing Their Majesties had the foresight to send me along or this would certainly be a catastrophe." Sena took Pheo's place next to Zephyr.
"Thanks" Pheo muttered, barely loud enough for the two to hear, when he turned to leave them and headed for the back of the stage.
Soon, even the second line was beginning to fall, though the first line still seem to be pretty much intact. Kohnar, Cassandra were fighting off to one side and the Weasley twins were on the other. Molly and Bill were retreating back towards the stage whilst the two escorts covered their backs. A fatal shot sent the Weasley twins tumbling into a nearby table and chair setting and putting them in a state of unconsciousness. This left Kohnar and Cassandra trying to defend themselves. As Dumbledore and Moody were the only ones left standing in the middle of the fray when Charlie joined in with them. Seeing Molly struggling with the unconscious Bill, Claude hopped over, with one sprained leg through a slip when dodging a beam of light, and helped Molly.
A sudden low chant was heard around the room, though not loud enough for everyone to hear, but certainly to a few with trained ears. This included Dumbledore, Moody, Zephyr and Sena.
Through the dividing gatewayThrough the dimensions of space
Let the door be opened
Let those be loose
I call upon thee
The Lady of Battle, Ishtar
A whirl of wind flowed through the room, clearing up the coloured smoke that had provided cover for the battle. Moody was frantic to search for the source of wind, Dumbledore and Sena had a slight satisfaction on their face and Zephyr had the look of excitement. But the rest of the people's face were either set on shock or surprised. All the Aurors had tried to remove the green smoke and not one had succeeded. Then, with the whirlwind came a sudden gunshot. It looked as though one of the balaclava people had a nervous finger and managed to shot at the source of the chant, which was Pheo who was standing in the middle of the stage open to all attacks. This caused Pheo to fall.
'At least I've accomplished what I've set out to achieve¡K' Pheo thought. His intension was to call out the Lady of Battle, Ishtar to help with the situation. And currently, the Battle Goddess was busying herself with those balaclava people after the initial shock had worn off. So, with the goddess busy, and no-one near to help, he fell backwards towards the hard-wood surface of the stage. Only to his surprise, he was caught in mid-fall by a large blue serpent like creature. This creature then turned into a young male with long light blue hair and matching eyes in a flash of light that nearly blinded half the room. He had black shirt, with the top buttons left undone, with dark leather pants. Accompanying this was a dark red coat that reached the ankle.
"You should be more careful Young Master. And be lucky it was me who caught you¡K" the newly appeared one said whilst helping Pheo up to his feet. Pheo merely nodded his head in appreciation for the help whilst smiling sheepishly. It was clear how this battle was coming to an end. The wizards now, with the unexpected aid of the mysterious women in shining armour, had the upper hand and were literally stunning the crap out of the balaclava men. Of course, besides from the lady in shining armour came with the protective shield around them which happen to let their curses out but kept those coming in at bay by reflecting it back to those administered it.
"Maybe next time you should be a little bit more creative. I've heard better summonings than that!" Ishtar said.
"It's not as if I had time to compose a sonnet you know..." Pheo muttered whilst hiding behind the newly appeared men when a rogue beam flashed by.
"BE MORE CAREFUL ISHTAR! Jeez, you'd think that being the Lady of Battle would help hone her skills in defence. I still don't know why you let her..." The young man said as he tried to shield the small group huddled beneath the stage and his own master.
"It's not as if I wanted to, there's too many of them..." the Lady called out from her position in the middle of the floor. She was having difficulty trying to both cast healing winds, a shield and form an attack on those people.
"Ya'know miss, it'd be better if ya tried ta aim for the middle." Moody said as he fired another curse "That way they'd be split, won't have a concentration of power."
Ishtar took Moody's advice and aimed her shot for the middle of the group. The people quickly scattered like sheep and headed for the two sides.
"Hey, Blue!" Ishtar called out to the stage "Heads up. Black people at 3 and 9" Then she herself along with Dumbledore and Sena headed for one side of the hall to stop as many of the balaclava people from either escaping to the side entrance or attacking what is remaining of the guests.
"THE NAME'S NOT BLUE!" The young man currently shielding the group of people near the stage. He in turn responded by targeting a blue orb, which had been floating on the palm of his hands for quite some time, at the other group of people running to the side opposite Ishtar. The blue orb enclosed itself and formed a barrier, not allowing anyone to escape.
Prince of Light Special Edition. Location: Studio X
Phantom: Welcome to tonight's Who Wants To Be A Millionaire: Prince of Light Style. I am your host and current author Phantom! Unfortunate, there is a bad turnout at the auditions so we only have 4 competitors and they are Harry Potter; The-Boy-Who-Lived-Again-and-Again, Arthur Weasley; Minister of Magic, Ishtar; Lady of Battle from Ancient Egypt, and finally Nyphandora Tonks; Auror for the English Ministry of Magic.
Harry, Arthur, Ishtar & Tonks: Waves at audience
Phantom: Now, you know the rules, this is the speed question round brought to you by the QuickSpeed Broom Company so be ready on your buttons. The question, in order of least expensive to most expensive, rank the following:
a) CleanSweep 7
b) Nimbus 2000
c) Firebolt
d) Shooting Star
Phantom: 30 seconds Later Looks like times up. Now let's look at the answers. The ranking should be:
d) Shooting Star
a) CleanSweep7
b) Nimbus 2000
c) Firebolt
Phantom: And the results...(Which do you want to go to the next round? Cast you reviews with the names of the contestants now!)