Chapter 3: JD

By: Nyte

Shade fiercely fought after seeing his brother get taken and got rid of the deatheaters quickly. Shade then surveyed the damage done to the club. It had been burnt down completely. There was nothing left. Shade quickly disapparated back to the castle and rushed into his uncle's rooms. He burst through the door and found his uncle, as well as Mr. Forier, and the leader of the High-Elves, King Emrys Arawn.

"Shaden, what is it? I'm quite busy right now," Zane began sharply. "I-I'm sorry Uncle. I-It was all my fault! I should've watched him better! I'm so sorry! Please, forgive me!" Shade cried, distraught. Zane was shocked. He'd never seen his nephew like this before.

"Shade, what happened?" Zane demanded.

"The club, burnt down. Deatheaters everywhere. Took Raven. So sorry…" Shade murmured helplessly. Zane was in shock. He snapped his fingers and a servant rushed through the doors.

"What will you be needing, master?" The man asked. "Please send Rye Kalian here with soothers for Shade. Also, tell everyone there will be an emergency meeting in the great hall in 20 minutes," Zane ordered. The servant nodded and rushed out to do as he was bid. The High-Elves left, saying they would reschedule and that they hoped that Raven was found soon. A few minutes later Rye entered, a bottle filled with warm blood and a few drops of strong vodka in it in his hand. Rye was a few inches taller than Zane and had bulging muscles. Compared to him Shade was pretty small and Raven looked extremely tiny. Rye had messy dark brown hair and warm hazel eyes and was incredibly handsome.

"Zane, what's going on? What's happened that so bad Shade needs a soother? He hasn't had one of those since he found out about his father," Rye pointed out.

"Raven's been kidnapped…" Zane trailed off quietly.

"WHAT! Oh god, Zane, I'm so sorry!" Rye cried.

"Well, we're all having a meeting now, so why don't we head down to the hall and you can feed Shade his soother," Zane suggested softly. Rye nodded and noticed Shade was in a state of shock. He picked up the blue-haired teen easily and walked out after Zane.

Remus, Severus, and Dumbledore walked into the dining hall, wondering what on Earth was going on. They'd been summoned to a meeting and walked into the hall to find all of the other occupants of the castle there. They took their seats and looked around for Shade and Raven. Remus spotted Shade and Severus immediately found the rage in him growing.

Sitting there at the head table was an incredibly muscular man. In his arms, looking quite panicked was Shaden. The man soothed the teen and held a bottle full of a red liquid that the wizards knew to be blood to Shade's lips. The man held him as if he were a baby and Shade held the bottle to his lips. Severus watched as his son cuddled into the man and the man in question smiled at Shade with fatherly pride. Severus' anger shown through clearly on his face. He should be the one comforting his son with whatever was wrong with him. Suddenly, Zane stood up and all noise stopped.

"Thank you. I've called you all here to tell you some grave news. I'm sure you've all noticed the state that my nephew, Shaden, is in. He and my son, Raven, went to our club earlier tonight to meet up with some friends. They arrived and found the wizard Voldemort's servants, called deatheaters, swarming the place. Shade and Raven started to fight them and they burnt down the club," Zane said and gasps were heard. A hell of a lot of work from all around went into that club and they'd had it for years. And to think, it was burnt down.

Zane held his hand up once more for silence. "That is not the worst news. While Shade and Raven were fighting, they split up. They didn't see when more deatheaters cornered Raven. Raven was taken by the deatheaters," Zane finished. Gasps of horror were heard and everything stopped.

After a while of explanations of what they were going to do about Raven's kidnapping the meeting ended. Shade was still drinking his soother slowly. He was starting to fall asleep, still drinking, when his father and the other wizards strode forward angrily.

"Excuse me, but what do you think you're doing with my son?" Snape demanded. "I'm holding him," Rye said obviously. "I'm his father, I should be holding him!" Snape hissed. "Since when were you there for him!" Rye demanded. "Enough!" Zane called. Everyone stopped and turned toward him. "Mortal, your son and Rye have a special bond. Rye is his Sire just as I am Raven's. You may be his biological father, but Shade will always be just as close, if not closer, to Rye. It is something you have to deal with if you wish to be a part of Shaden's life," Zane explained. Snape simply glared harshly at Rye.

"Please stop fighting. We have to find my brother," Shade began in a small voice. "Don't worry Shaden, Raven will be found and his kidnappers will pay with their lives," Rye reassured Shade as Zane nodded in agreement.

"Rye, give me my nephew. I want you to then round up everyone willing to help and begin searching for Raven," Zane ordered. Rye nodded and handed Shade to Zane as he left the hall to make a few calls to their allies.

The wizards watched as Zane put Shade down and fixed his clothes, which had become a little messed. "Now, Shade, you are a member of the Delgado Clan. What does that mean?" Zane demanded as he wiped Shade's tears away.

Shade straightened and answered: "That we stand strong. We are role-models and leaders for others. We never show emotion. A Delgado fights and never stops fighting. A Delgado must keep a cool head in every tough situation he faces. A Delgado must always remain calm, even when others are panicking and it seems that there is no hope. A Delgado must analyze the situation and help everyone. No one gets left behind. A Delgado is the perfect example of cool and calmness. A Delgado must never give up hope and must always keep fighting…" Shade trailed off.

"Correct," Zane nodded emotionlessly. "Now, go and practice that and pull a few pranks for Raven and I," Zane ordered. Shade nodded and walked quickly out of the hall.

The next day the vampires, werewolves, and wizards walked out of their rooms to find the hallways were coated with an un-meltable ice. The three wizards, as well as every member of the Delgado clan, except for Shade and Zane, had their hair done in rainbow colors and their skin was lime-green striped with bright blue, except none of the prank's victims could see anything wrong with themselves or the other victims.

As the pranked vampires and wizards walked into the hall for breakfast, everyone burst out laughing.

"Oh, Shade, you've really outdone yourself this time," Zane whispered. Shade smirked. "Why thank you, Uncle Zane," He agreed. "I did do good on this one, didn't I?" Shade grinned. "The ice was pretty easy, although, getting into everyone's rooms to jinx them all, was kind of hard. Do you know how many locking charms Rye's got on his rooms? No? 7, along with 5 curses, and 3 voice and DNA activated locks," Shade groaned, just remembering those torturous 2 hours trying to get into his Sire's rooms.

"Well, you did really good anyway, Shade. Now, as much as I know you or I want to go after Raven, we have to come up with a plan. Shade, you must not go after Raven on your own. Promise me that you wont," Zane ordered. Shade sighed.

"I promise I will not go after Raven on my own," Shade stated. Zane nodded, satisfied.

"Shade, I want you to know that all of the other vampires and werewolves have agreed to help us get Raven back and get revenge on his capturers," Zane replied.

Shade sighed, but said, "Alright, Uncle Zane. I wish we could hurry and get him back, though."

"I know. I wish that too," Zane answered.

Shade was about to reply when he saw a murderous looking Rye coming toward him.

"SHADEN MAGIKAI CORVUS! I'M GOING TO CASTRATE YOU AND THEN I'LL CUT YOU UP AND FEED YOUR INSIDES TO A PACK OF HUNGRY WEREWOLVES ON THE FULL MOON!" Rye roared at Shade, whose eyes went wide.

"Uncle Zane, save me!" Shade whimpered, hiding behind the amused vampire.

"You got yourself into this, Shade," Zane reminded his nephew.

Shade screamed and ran out of the hall, Rye running after him. The last the vampires heard of the two until lunch was Shade crying out, "Rye, you can't kill me, you're my sire!"

Raven sat in a damp, dark cell in an unknown place. He had been captured by deatheaters and then had been thrown into this place. He had yet to meet Voldemort, and the deatheaters taunted him, saying that their master would finally be his downfall. They would beat him and use the crucatius curse on him almost religiously. Raven sneered at them and wondered for the hundredth time where this place was and how he would escape from it.

Just as he was about to drift off, he heard keys being put into the lock on his cell door. The door swung open and then who should enter but Voldemort himself.

"Ah, Tom, I was just wondering when I'd meet you," Raven stated boldly.

"Shut up, Potter," Voldemort growled. Raven rolled his eyes.

"What do you want, Tom? I was just enjoying my stay in your lovely abode when you had to come and interrupt it. What kind of host are you?" Raven demanded.

"Shut up Potter or I'll cut that tongue of yours out!" Voldemort cried. Raven raised an eyebrow.

"Are you quite finished? Listen, Voldie, as much as I appreciate the stay here, I've got a life to get back to. Now, what is it you want so I can leave?" Raven demanded.

"Where is Headquarters located?" Voldemort smirked.

"That is easy. However, if I tell you, you are to let me get out of here alive and unharmed," Raven stated.

"Alright. Just tell me where Headquarters is and then I promise to let you go alive and unharmed," Voldemort snarled.

"Headquarters is located at 55 Shaftesbury Avenue in London," Raven replied, making it look like he was struggling to give up this information. Voldemort smirked and nodded. "Very good, Potter, it seems you are learning well. Wormtail! You will accompany myself, Bellatrix, and Rudolphus to Headquarters. Potter, you are free to go, for now…" Voldemort trailed off. Raven was already limping out of his cell on a broken ankle quickly, intent on finding his way out.

Raven soon made it out of the fortress in which he was held prisoner previously, and as soon as he crossed the apparition wards, activated his emergency portkey, and found himself in the middle of the great hall in Achilles Sanctuary. Everyone was staring at him and it appeared that the Vampires and Werewolves from the USA and Canada had arrived. Raven realized he must have been gone longer than a week and inwardly groaned. His family must be going crazy by now. He saw his father looking at him in relief and then almost fell over as a strong body flew at him and Shade hugged him tightly. Raven winced as one of his bruised ribs was jarred and Shade, noticing the wince, immediately stepped back.

"Come on, brother, we'd best get you to the infirmary," Shade stated. Raven, who was about to object, was swept up carefully into his father's strong arms and Zane carried him to the infirmary.

"I am glad you are back, my son," Zane whispered quietly so only Raven could hear.

"I am incredibly glad to be back, father," Raven returned just as softly.

As Raven was carried to the hospital, Shade, Dante, Scotty, Rye, Dumbledore, Snape, and Lupin followed. It was quickly discovered that Raven had a huge list of injuries and it took 3 healers to subdue his father and another 20 minutes of talking for Raven to convince his father not to go after the deatheaters as it would not prove good for him.

Raven recuperated in the hospital wing for 3 more days before he finally convinced the healers to let him go. In those three days he had been given so much blood that he wondered how his body held it all. Now, as Raven was escorted to breakfast by his father, the man was trying to get him to reconsider his decision to leave the hospital and stay a few more days, so as not to overexert himself. Raven was getting fed up.

"But Raven, please, a few more days of bed rest will only make you feel better!" His father objected. Raven had not ever seen his father like this before. Not even when they were alone and Raven had been incredibly ill had his father gotten this overprotective.

"ADA! YOU NEED TO CALM DOWN!" Raven finally roared as his father attempted to carry him. Raven slapped the elder man, and as Zane shook his head, trying to clear it, he looked gratefully at Raven.

"Thank you, Raven. I don't know what on Earth got into me. I just felt that you would suffer greatly if you didn't take it easy and stay in bed and let me baby you. But I know, Raven, that this is not what you need. Forgive me, my son," Zane replied.

Raven smiled, and nodded.

"Of course. But please, father, don't ever do that again. I was getting incredibly angry with you. You know how I am. I don't like to be babied. By anyone. I never needed, nor received that kind of treatment when I was younger, and I do not appreciate it now. Besides, I am fine, old man. It wasn't that bad. I was only in Voldemort's fortress for about a week and it wasn't that bad. I made it out alive at least, if a little worse for wear," Raven pointed out.

"I know. It just, well, it hurt to know that you were gone and possibly dead, and I didn't know where you were. I couldn't do anything to save you and it hurt. It hurt so bad, Raven. Perhaps, if, and when, you have children, you, in turn, will understand," Zane replied.

Raven nodded, "Perhaps I will."

They entered the hall and took their seats, their conversation over for the moment. They ate their breakfast and Raven got to know their newest guests a little better. They came from all over North America and it was very interesting how different their way of life was from his own. They had no Voldemort to worry about, however there was just as much violence there without a person like Voldemort to make it worse. The mortals there were also incredibly different from the ones in the UK. From their way of life these new vampires were just as used to violence, war, and death as the others, but it didn't all come from only one person or group. The terror they faced came from everywhere. Raven didn't know what on Earth he would do if he had to be faced with that every day, and instead decided to think on a lighter note.

"Rave, didn't Voldemort ask you where Headquarters was?" Shade called. Raven smirked and nodded, recalling his answer.

Voldemort, Wormtail, Bellatrix, and Rudolphus appeared at the address that Raven had indicated. Voldemort had sensed no lies in Raven's answer, so he had trusted the boy with what he'd said. Now, they were here. They were standing in front of a tall building in muggle London, which read:

HEADQUARTERS SALON: If you need a new do, we've got the place for you! Walk-ins only!

The brat had sent them to a hair salon! "POTTER! I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!" Was the scream that was heard throughout London that night, and back at Achilles Sanctuary, Raven began to laugh uncontrollably.