Well, people, from now on, you'll have to check your e-mails to see if I answer your reviews! Why, you may ask yourselves? I LIKE IT! Someone wrote to me a reply and I loved it! And, at the very least, I have enough time to reply at the University. Anyhow… Here is the update. Oh, and after this one there will be two more chapters and that's that for Hell Raiser: The Pact. Damn, my cousin is too loud. (I wonder what the hell she smoked this morning. She's being WAY too annoying for her own good.)

Hell Raiser: The Pact

By: K.L. Bloodfang

Chapter 12: The Army of Darkness… Completed

Finally, two weeks after the Final Alliance was signed, dozen of Death Eaters prepared for the massive break-out of Azkaban. The plan was rather simple: take everyone willing to aid the Dark Lord and kill all of those who oppose him. If there was anyone who could be an asset to the cause and s/he refused to join the Dark Lord's side, they would be tortured until they agreed.

Five minutes before the Death Eaters' departure, Lord Voldemort and Young Lord Permafrost entered the room; everyone knelt before their masters.

"My loyal followers, I put my complete and utter trust in that your efforts shall increase our numbers. Each of you has been given a port-key to return here with all of those you have recruited. If any of you is unable to bring one single follower, you will become your Prince's mid-night snack", said the Dark Lord while Permafrost licked is lip in the back. Several gulps were heard from the kneeling group of Death Eaters before Voldemort spoke again. "If everyone understands and all of you are ready, GO! Go and make your Lord proud!" Dozen of pops were heard, leaving only Permafrost and Voldemort behind.

It was a dark, starless night at the prison of Azkaban, the only sound coming from the deranged screams of its inmates. It seemed like yet another normal night for the inhabitants of said prison. Suddenly, the night was disturbed by the sound of apparating wizards and the rush of feet. The Death Eaters ran through the corridors of Azkaban, wanting to leave such dreadful place as soon as possible. Their presence alerted the Dementors, the guards of Azkaban. Completely cornered by the soul-sucking fiends, one of the Death Eaters moved forward and pulled up his sleeve, revealing his glowing mark to the Dementors.

"Your Master commands you to let us through, open the cells and to not interfere with his plans", said the Death Eater.

The Dementors did as they were told and cleared the area after opening all the prison cells. Hoards of wizards and witches stampeded through the dark halls of the prison, all running to their freedom. But once outside, they were met by a surprise: All the Death Eaters waited at the shore, pointing the wands at them and standing in the way of their liberty. Many of the prisoners ran toward the awaiting group, still loyal to the Dark Lord's cause after such a long time of imprisonment. The others remained where they stood, terrified for their lives. One of the Dark Lord's followers moved to the front and removed his mask, revealing himself as Severus Snape.

"The Dark Lord wishes to make you an offer you would be insane to refuse. He knows many of you are enraged at our government, the Ministry of Magic; after all, they were the ones that threw you at the Dementors, many of you without a trial. My Lord offers you a chance to take revenge on those who have hurt and betrayed you, those that dealt you the worst punishment given in the wizarding world, with the exception of the Dementor's Kiss. Join him and take your revenge; refuse him and we kill you on the spot. So what is your decision?"

A few minutes passed without any sort of movement, but soon, every one of the remaining inmates walk toward the Death Eater's side. Severus smirked, "You have made the right choice." They all took hold of one of the Port-Keys and left, leaving behind Azkaban prison, completely deserted.

They all arrived inside a large room, decorated in rich black and red silk. Blood stains and rusted chains added to the room's décor. It was much larger than any room in Riddle Manor, but it had the same dark feel to it. Inside were several young teenagers, no older than 17, kneeling before Voldemort and his Heir. Permafrost looked at the new arrivals and smirked.

"It seems, Father, that our Loyal Followers have done a FAR better job than either of us had imagined. Unfortunately, this means that I don't get my mid-night snack. Oh, well."

"Now I know for sure that we shall win the Final Battle. There are over 500 wizard and witches in our ranks, including the great Viktor Krum", Voldemort spoke to his Death Eaters, pointing at Victor. All the Bulgarian Death Eaters cheered for their fellow comrade, as well as their new masters. Voldemort lifted his hand, signaling for silence. "But this is not all, also joining us are the Werewolf Army, composed of 450 members and commanded by Lord Alpha, Lord of Werewolves; the Dragon Army, composed by 500 dragons, of every kind known to wizard kinds, and yes that includes Hungarian Horntails, which is commanded by Lord Scourge, Lord of Dragons; and last, but certainly not least, the Vampire Army, composed of 650 individuals and commanded by Lord Azarius, Lord of Vampires. They are all making their way here as we speak. They should be arriving shortly and then we head out to the Ministry of Darkness. Your orders are simple: cause as much mayhem as possible, take your revenge on those that have betrayed you."

"A new Era is upon us, where Decay, Death and Destruction shall rule over the lives of Humanity. Long live the Dark Lord Voldemort!", yelled Permafrost looking at his father's eyes, every Death Eater exclaiming the Ice Prince's words.

The cheering was cut short by the sound of howling and battering wigs. The Dark Lords looked outside, at the dark night. Large, black, winged shadows crowded the skies and hundreds of glowing red and yellow eyes grew closer to the castle.

All of a sudden, fires lighted the skies, and the grounds. The Vampire Army, equipped with black and red armors and swords, and the Werewolf Army, outfitted in black and blue robes and equipped with shuko (a glove-like wristband with steel claws attached to it), marched towards the castle while the whole Dragon Army crowded the skies. The Three Lords flew ahead, each riding a Hungarian Horntail. It was quite the site.

Soon after the arrival of the fellow Lords all armies (Dragon, Vampire, Werewolf and Death Eater), were outside the castle, the five Lords in front of them. Voldemort moved forward and addressed the waiting crowed.

"Tonight will be a memorable night. In just a few hours, we'll be attacking the blasted Ministry of Magic and all of you shall be freed from persecution and ridicule, you will be able to walk the streets without fear. Just remember, kill them all! Don't let a single Ministry wizard and/or witch alive! Let us take over what is rightfully ours! Let the Era of Darkness… BEGIN!" Screams, howls and roars erupted from the group as they made their way into the Darkness of the Night.

Permafrost lied lost in his dreams when a voice invaded his thoughts.

'Well, it has been a while hasn't it, Frosty?'

'Yes, Reaper, and don't call me Frosty. What may I help you with?'

'I came to warn you. You must kill Voldemort before sunrise or you have failed our Pact. And you remember the repercussions of that, don't ya?'

'Yes, I die again and get sent to an eternity of torture in Hell, while all of those I have killed will remain in Limbo forever. Don't worry, Reaper. Voldemort will die before sunrise. I want to ask you a favor, Reaper'

'Yeah, I know. You want me to revive that vampire you killed, no?'

'Yes.'

'Tell ya what. You kill Voldemort and I'll do it. But, what do you plan to do with Voldemort's little massacre? There is no way you can kill them all yourself'

'Don't worry your pretty little head with that. I've got everything under control. Just remember our deal and keep your word.'

'Yes. And remember, before sunrise.'

'Everything will be over before sunrise. Now go, will ya? I'm trying to concentrate in what Lord Moldybutt is telling me.'

'I'll be watching you.'

And with that, Reaper left.

'Yes, EVERYTHING will be end before sunrise. Tomorrow shall start a new Era of Darkness, MY Era of Darkness, where I, the Ice King shall rule Supreme and undisputed.'

Well, people that's it. Next chapter is the battle, the bloodiest and most gruesome chapter of them all. Take care... and If you haven't seen Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire... then what the hell are you waiting for, huh!