It was the last day of the holidays. James was reading Catcher in the Rye quietly on the floor in the middle of the great hall. The teachers were chatting at the head table. The two remaining students were by the windows, whispering. That's when it all went down.
The door burst open. A man with jet black hair, a trench coat, and sunglasses entered. He reached into his coat and pulled fourth two guns, aiming at James.
James, with a speed unkown to everyone in the room but himself, grabbed his gun from his holster. The man fired two shots at James, but he dodged them.
James flung himself to the side to dodge a second barrage of bullets, then shot twice at the man. Each bullet hit on either side of the head, stopping the man in his tracks. The gunned arms swung to his side, he cocked an eyebrow and turns his head to the side.
"I didn't know you had a gun when Kakaroff grabbed ya, kiddo." The man said, a heavy New York accent that sounded like James's.
"Damn, Dante, don't be stupid. I always have a gun on me. Always. You taught me that." James said in a fake annoyed voice, getting slowly to his feet. The whole rooms mouth's dropped. "Why'd you shoot at me?" James demanded,
"Two reasons. One, for callin me old lady in our letters. Two, to see if you were rusty." The man, Dante, smirked.
"And if I was rusty?" James asked, approaching the man.
"You'd be dead." The man said casually, shrugging, but his smirk gave him away. James and dante ran at eachother, hugged, patting eachothers back, then Dante took a swing at James. "You bastard, you scared me half to death when you went missing."
"I didn't have much of a choice, lousy sunuvabitch. Did you bring my stuff?" James asked, and the rest of the room finally noticed the several bags that were dropped by the doors.
"Yeah. I got you a new katana, and an Uzi, not to mention an trenchcoat." Dante said, picking up the bag and settling down on the floor. "Your old one wont fit you now."
"Thanks Dante. Hows the business?" James asked, putting on the trench coat and swirling around once.
"So-so. Since the library closed, it was kinda hard to keep the members hidden and everything. Yeah, we caught some good ones when you were gone."
"Yeah? Spill." James said, loading up the Uzi. That's when the others decided to brake in.
"MR. EVANS WHAT THE MERLIN IS GOING ON!?" Demanded an unusually pissed Dumbledore. The duo stood and approached him.
"This, dearest headmaster, is the old lady." James stated, which earned him a hard punch on the arm.
"I aint no old lady. Got your letter, Albus. I'm your new librarian. 10 years experience." Dante said, shaking Dumbledore's hand. Dumbledore just stood there, shocked. Minerva dove in.
"Wh-what? You cant be more then twenty three!" Minerva said, baffled.
"Lets call it a family business." Dante said, rolling his eyes. He put his hands on James's shoulders and studied him intently. He made a small, whimpering noise. "You grew." He smiled sadly.
"Yeah." James replied, looking out the window.
"You're too skinny. Where the hell were you living in Germany?" Dante demanded. Dumbledore and the duo sat down at the Ravenclaw table. The others in the room whispered amongst themselves.
"Nothing, just livin in alleyways and stuff. Vienna was really nice, you know?" James said, leaning back in his chair, no longer feeling alone for the first time in four years.
"Alleyways? Goddamned kid. You could have starved to death!" Dante said, annoyed. James shrugged, then decided to change the subject.
"You never answered my question." James pointed out. "What did you catch while I was gone?""Oh, nothing great. Just a two ton serflor demon!" Dante started out the sentence casually and ended with a shout that sent James toppling backwards onto the floor.
"You fucking kidding me! Serflor? Are you insane!? That thing coulda ripped of your head! Lemme guess! Tom and Mandy, right?" James asked smirking. Dante sighed and nodded, defeated.
"Yes, Tom and Mandy." James smirked triumphantly.
"Did they finally get a damned clue?" James asked. Shaking his head and pouring himself some coffee.
"Yep. An assassin wedding is being held for them in august." Dante said, smirking.
"When did they figure it out?" James asked, pouring Dante some coffee.
"About two days ago. They hopped into bed and that was it." Dante replied, shaking his head. James laughed.
"FINALLY! Anyway, any other things I should know about?"
"We killed Jajia." Dante replied in a low tone. James jumped from his seat, pumping his fist into the air.
"I'm GLAD THE MOTHERFUCKERS DEAD!" He yelled, laughing. He sat down, suddenly solemn. "At what cost?" Dante sighed.
"Houston is in a coma, but he should be waking up soon." Dante replied. "We almost lost Tristin, but we managed to get him to the library in time." James nodded solemly. He pulled out a gun and fire a respectful shot into the air. There was a moment of silence.
"You didn't get hurt, did ya?" James asked, concerned.
"Hmm. Broke an arm, but Galea took care of it." He smirked.
"Ah. Galea. Hows that broad?" James asked.
"She's ok." Dante replied lightly, buttering his toast. He was starved from the flight. Finally, Snape found his voice.
"What the hell do you do for a living?" He demanded forcefully as he sat beside Dumbledore. Dante cocked an eyebrow.
"I'm a librarian, of course. I'm also the most feared demon hunter in New York." Dante replied casually. James smirked and roughed up his hair. "I raised this little bastard since he was one. He's my apprentice." Dante said with an air of pride and importance.
"Yeah, yeah. I can barely take a blade!" James disagreed."That was before. I'm positive you are better then you are a few years ago." Dante said, sounding sure. The doors burst open, a beast that was scaley and green and about seven feet tall entered.
"DANTE!" Roared the demon. James cocked an eyebrow.
"Well, looks like I'll get a chance to prove it." James said, pulling out the katana. He then addressed the beast. "Didn't you work for Jajia?"
"Dante, Damean." The beast nodded to each in turn. "We have unfinished business Damean." He addressed James.
"Yes. How the hell did you get into this place?" James asked the beast.
"We are impervious to magic, of course." He replied.
"Ah. Well, lets get this show on the road. To the death, presumabley?" James inquired. The best smiled.
"Always."
It began.
James pulled out the uzi in his left hand and fired a single shot at the beasts arm. The bullet bounced off. James nodded. "Thought as much." He muttered under his breath.
"Dante, double sided katana." James commanded, dropping his own katana and holding out his right hand. Dante flung himself across the floor and slid to a halt at a gigantic chest. The beast attacked.
It managed to scratch the side of James's face before he could react. Big mistake. James jumped and kicked off the beast's chest, doing a back flip and landing on his feet. To no avail. The beast merely stumbled back a few feet.
"Dante." James said, an air of impatience.
"Catch." Dante replied, throwing the double edged katana at James, who caught it deftly. James ran at the left wall as the beast ran at him. James ran up the wall and kicked off the ceiling, coming down on the beast and cleanly chopping off its head. The beast stood headless for a moment before dropping to the floor.
"Well, that was boring." James said, looking rather disappointed. Dante made a noise of agreement."yeah. I expected more from a Jajia henchmen." Dante said, nodding.
TEACHERS PERSPECTIVE
James shot a singe bullet at the beasts arm, it bounced off, and he muttered something. Dumbledore and the teachers rose in unision, ready to defend their dignity.
"Are you insane? Didn't you hear? He isn't effected by magic. Let the kid take him, I want to see if he's rusty." Dante whispered. They sat down again, staring in shock.
James called out to Dante. Dante flung himself across the floor.
"What the hell is going on?" Snape asked Minerva. She shrugged. A moment later James was in hand to hand combat with with the beast.
"We are going to have to talk to him about this." Dumbledore whispered as the beasts head came off.
James scrunched his nose. "Banisia." He said, and the beast disappeared.
Dante walked up and grabbed James's chin roughly, examining the slash.
"hmm. I guess I am
rusty." James said remoursefully.
"That's some cut."
Dante said quietly.
Dante laughed and followed.
"Lucy, I think we've got some explaining to do." Dante said to James in a whisper, gesturing to the open-mouthed teachers. James nodded.