Chapter 2
The Lamnia trio flew from London to Shasta Lake City and found Amy, Akasha, and Francesca eating at Burger King. "I can't wait to get back to Hogwarts. All that food! Mmmmm... Butterbeer, Roast Turkey, and those Chocolate Frogs! Yum!", Amy said, eating the last of the French fries. "Peter!", Francesca said, jumping up and gripping onto him. Brad, I need you to convert Francesca, Peter said into Brad's mind. Okay, he replied.
"Francesca, I need to convert you to one of our kind.", Brad said, taking a step forward and showing his teeth. "I want Peter to do it.", she said simply, gripping him tighter. "I can't do it. I have been a Lamnia for too long. Even a year old, my blood would be too powerful and lustful. It could very well kill you. And that would be a waste.", Peter stated, looking down at his personal vicegrip. "Oh, alright.", she said, detaching herself from him and exposing her neck.
"Er, Francesca, maybe right here in the middle of a fast food restaurant isn't the best place to do this.", Peter commented, looking at all the mortals who were now staring at them. "Hmmm... maybe, but where would we go?", she asked. Peter's eyes grew wide and he led them all to his former house.
When they arrived, Peter stopped at the front door and sighed. "Peter, what's wrong?", Francesca asked, staring at him as if he were being overdramatic. "Yeah, you're holding up the line. What, are your parents mad or something because you will live forever and they won't?", Brad added, pushing him into the door.
"NO! They abandoned me, you over-egotistical twit! Now shut it!", Peter shouted, ripping open the door and sending splinters everywhere. "Whoa...", the girls gazed in awe, never seeing Peter this pissed, whom of which was now seething with anger and thrashed the entire garage, tearing it to shreds. Brad could not tear his eyes away from the rubble of Peter's former garage, grateful that Peter found another outlet for his anger.
"Now then, the remainder of this house will be used for our own organization against Voldemort. We'll call it the Order of the Raven.", Peter said, catching his breath, walking into his former house. "But Peter, if we're here, how will we get to Hogwarts?", Francesca asked, looking at him with a confounded look on her face. "I'll request of Dumbledore to connect us to the Floo network.", he replied, stepping outside and conjuring Peter, Brad, and Kyra's school supplies and trunks. They landed harshly in the rock covered driveway, and Peter grabbed them and set them in his room, of which the portal had sealed itself. "We'll rest ourselves here for the night, and I'll go to Professor Dumbledore tomorrow, in which you will all follow me.", Peter said, summoning six sleeping bags, twelve pillows, and six camping cots. After Peter settled them in, he treated them to a night on the town, sneaking into clubs and feeding upon the unwary. This activity lasted until midnight, wearing everyone out, including the hyper Brad.
The next morning, the group awoke and traveled back to London, seeking the counsel of Professor Dumbledore. They arrived at Hogwarts and walked straight to Professor McGonnagal's office. "Professor McGonnagal.", Peter said, announcing his presence. "Mr... Bainner.", she replied, taken aback at the fact that a student was in the school after it was let out. "I need the password to Professor Dumbledore's office. I have some important business to discuss concerning the Dark Lord.", Peter stated.
"No need, Peter. I'm right here, now then, I'll escort you to my office.", Dumbledore said, stepping past him. Dumbledore led them to his study, conjuring seats for them all. "Professor, I would like it very much if you connected my house to the Floo network. The house I am using is a organization of superhumans against Voldemort.", Peter said, writing his address on a slip of parchment and laying it on the desk.
"Thats the most logical thing I've heard this whole summer, Peter. I will do my best to connect you.", Dumbledore replied, taking the slip, "In the meantime, I would imagine that Voldemort is trying to gain as many of superhuman beings as possible. I heard some ruckus in London about a war between vampires and werewolves. I would like you to try and persuade them to join us in our cause to free mankind from a deadly tyrant." "Yes Professor, I will investigate.", Peter said, bowing and making his exit, his children following him.
Peter led his friends back to his house and had them settle in for the night. When everyone else was asleep, Peter snuck out to find some prey. At a local bar, he found one such person qualified to become a victim. After draining the girl, he decided, since she was now apart of him, her belongings also should be apart of him. He took whatever money she had and disposed of the body, leaving her next to the exit behind the bar. Peter then went to buy some cooking utensils, food, and dishes. He had no money left over when the items were in his possession. The next morning, Peter cooked breakfast for the entire group. They all ate hungrily before Amy asked, "Peter, where did you get the money for this?"
"Oh, I had to kill someone for it.", he replied, engulfing a short stack of pancakes. The gang just stared as Amy looked quite disgusted at Peter. He noticed the silence and looked up at Amy, who was glaring at him with such evil that he might have turned to stone on the spot. "Just kidding! God! I found the money in my room, Amy. Do you really think I'd kill someone for money?",Peter said quickly, staring at her as if he were pleading to not be torn limb from limb on the spot. "I do.", Brad said, raising his hand, giving his vote. The rest of them agreed and raised their hands as well. Dumbledore appeared in the fireplace and entered the house. "Ah, Peter. I connected this muggle residence to the wizarding Floo powder network. Now then, might I have a small portion of your breakfast? I have to help Harry Potter prove his innocence. He was attacked by two dementors in his neighborhood. Now the ministry is attempting to expel him from Hogwarts.", Dumbledore said, conjuring up a seat and sitting next to Peter, who served Professor Dumbledore a plate of the food.
After Dumbledore left, Peter used the Floo Powder to travel to Flourish & Blotts. When he arrived, Peter was thrown from the fireplace and into the wall across from him. "Damn it all, Ignatia Wildsmith! You could have made Floo Powder safer!" The rest of the order came in after him and landed on top of him. "Get off!", Peter growled. "Hmm... now where have I heard that before?", Brad mumbled, trying desperately to free his arm from under the pile of Lamnia.
Peter sensed a great vampire power in the streets of London, coming from a house to their left. Peter pounded on the door, which burst from it's hinges. Peter turned to his fellow supernatural, "Oops." He stepped into the lair. "What eternal one lives in a mortal house such as this? Speak or I will hunt you down!", Peter bellowed, staring into the darkness of the main hall. "I, Lestat, answer your call. What do you want?", a vampire said, leaping from the stairway. "I am Peter Bainner, a crossbreed between a vampire and a lycan or as you commonly know them as, werewolves. Not long ago, a dark wizard by the name of Voldemort was ressurected and is recruiting any and all magical creatures that would be willing to join him. The rest, he kills. I feel that it would be in your best interest that you side with us to halt the spread of this evil man's intentions. Would you be willing to join us?", Peter said, stretching his hand towards the pale figure. "Hmm... yes. That seems like a reasonable solution to this problem being presented.", Lestat replied, taking Peter's hand and grasping it firmly. "Good, Amy, would you please show Lestat where our headquarters is?", Peter asked, gesturing for Lestat to follow her.
"Now then, we will go to that building that Professor Dumbledore requested of us.", Peter said, exiting the house. They followed him. Peter led them to a ravaged building, of which the walls looked as if they might crumble at any moment. Through the halls they ran, defeating any vampire or lycan that stood in their way, blood beginning to stain their clothes. Peter could taste the blood in his mouth. He licked his lips and kept running, the scent of blood growing stronger as he neared the center of the building. They ran into a room that resembled a lab. On a piece of paper, the name "Michael Corvin" read in bold black handwriting. "Michael Corvin?", Peter muttered, remembering reading a shooting in an apartment near the residence of 25 year old Michael Corvin. "This must be the work of Lucien.", Peter said, remembering what the lycan on the streets said. Suddenly, Peter sensed another Lamnia in the area, in the midst of the scent of blood. Peter bolted toward the Lamnia's presence.
When a break in the wall appeared, Peter laid sight on a Lamnia battling with a very old and powerful vampire. Must be the lord of a coven, Peter thought, watching as the battle fought on. The vampire lord grappled the monsterous creature, sliding a headlock on him. For a short while the Lamnia struggled before the lady vampire took up her lord's sword and struck out at him. The lord turned towards the traitorous vampire and drew his armblade. But he suddenly froze, as if the thought of being slain had hit him, and half of his skull slid off it's owner's other half.
As soon as the battle was over, Peter and the gang leaped down from their perch. when they hit the water, Michael turned to face them. "Who are you?", the confused hybrid asked. Peter rose from the water. "I am a creature no different from yourself, as it is well known, a Lamnia. My friends and I have searched for you, Michael. I wish for you to join us in putting a stop to an evil wizard known by many as Lord Voldemort. We know him as Thomas Riddle.", Peter replied.
"A Lamnia?", Michael asked, becoming ever more confounded. "Alright guys, transform!", Peter commanded, and all of the Order mutated into the Lamnia form. Michael growled and stepped forward, threatening to attack, but before he could make any moves, a intense force exploded from between the Lamnia and forced them to disperse. Peter was thrown under the water, and when he sat up, he noticed that Akasha, Brad, Kyra, and Francesca were all hovering off the ground and twitching like mad, Francesca and Kyra were screaming, crying in agony. A blinding light appeared in the center of the room, and Peter rose to get a better look. A beam of light shot directly at Peter, striking him and passing through him, snagging onto his spirit and drawing it out of his body by small portions. Peter gritted his teeth as he felt himself being torn apart internally, muscle and tissue tearing, ligaments snapping, bones shattering, nerves being triggered all throughout his body. He fell over into the water when the light retracted, blood seeping from his wounds and staining the water.
The bright light absorbed all of the taken portions of the souls, forming a ball of feathers. The ball glowed with another wave of bright light as the ball took the form of a human with giant bird wings. The light faded as a beautiful slim girl who was perfectly sized in every way stood bare naked in front of the people who were unable to gaze upon her beauty. She used her wings to cover her naked body, grabbed a curtain, purified it, and wore it as a robe. She walked over to a paralyzed Peter who was involuntarily twitching, barely able to open his eyes. "Who are you?", he asked, struggling to get the words out. "I have no given name but you may call me Kotori.", she answered softly, returning energy slowly to the group. "Kotori?", Peter asked, "Are you an angel?"
"In a matter of speaking. I am a being of pure light, formed by the souls of the caring and kind-hearted.", she replied. "Can you heal people?", he asked, closing his eyes. "Yes, Peter.", Kotori answered, looking down at him with sympathetic eyes. "Then would you consider mending our bones and muscles?", Peter asked with a hiss of pain. Kotori pointed her hands palm open at Peter and his friends, and a giant white orb engulfed them, reforming their bodies, and returning them to normal. "Thank you.", Peter said sincerely, getting up and turning to Michael, "Well? Will you join us or not?" Michael thought for a moment then finally said, "What the hell. I'll do it. I may be crazy but I'll do it."
"Great! Will your female companion accompany us or will she stay in London and remain here?", Peter asked, turning to the she-vampire. "I will remain here, Michael. I will wait for your return.", she said, staring into his eyes. He leaned over and passionately kissed her. "I will not be gone long.", he whispered, hugging her and turning to Peter, "Lead me to your headquarters."