disclaimer: Everything from Harry Potter belongs to JKR but Damian, the demons, and the atrum exercitus.
(Author's note) I know that my first chapters are always short but they do get longer trust me. the translations for every thing in Italian are at the bottom of the page. please enjoy and REVIEW please!
Tolleranza di Riacquisto
Redeeming Grace
Damian panted as he ran away from the darkness that was bearing down on him. The sweat poured bullets down his brow and chest. His ears buzzed with the sounds of death and destruction, the kind that followed in the atrum exercitus' wake. The wind picked up and howled sinisterly as he reached his motorcycle and screeched away as fast as he could. He heard the demon queen cackle behind him. "Non potete fuoriuscirli. Non potete combatterli, io regolerete! La luce cadrà ancora. Che buon per niente il servo, Tom, può perderlo la battaglia ma vincerà la guerra."
The wind whipped furiously, lightning crashed, and thunder clapped wildly as the army returned to its unknown lair. Damian St. James stopped the bike at the top of a large hill and looked back at the horrific sight below him. If only…
If only… he had been there sooner, if only he had used his powers, if only… The list went for ages, if only his twin, Gabrielle, was alive, if only they had changed her instead of him. Why was he saved? The evil twin, the one that had done wrong. Why him? Why was he still there, fighting this war alone?
"Perchè me? perchè risparmi me? li avrebbe conservati, tutti. non sarebbe stata impaurita della sua alimentazione. la avrebbe usata… per la merce." He looked down once more and screamed out at the top of his lungs "It should have been me who was killed, so why did you do it this way? She would have done it by now. Can't you see that you made a mistake leaving me here? At least give me a sign, tell what to do, where to go."
As soon as he finished his rant another bolt of lightning struck telling him to get someplace safe quickly. He rode down the hill and up the road six miles to get to Ipoli, a small Italian wizarding town. A half hour found him nestled cozily on a barstool with a fire whiskey in his hand staring at the newspaper in front of him.
-LONDON- Today marks the four month anniversary of the downfall of the Dark Lord Voldemort; Aka. Tom Marvolo Riddle. On the 26th April of this year Harry Potter, the-boy-who-lived, and his fellow seventh years as well as the order of the Pheonix fought and defeated Voldemort and his Death Eaters. The last of the Death Eaters were pronounced dead earlier the week and the entire Wizarding world is rejoicing. Harry Potter was awarded an Order of Merlin First Class and had this to say at his acceptance. "I thank you for the honor you have…
He stopped reading and thought back to what Divirantra had said before she disappeared with all her followers. One part stuck out at him 'Che buon per niente il servo, Tom, può perderlo la battaglia ma vincerà la guerra.' 'That good for nothing servant, Tom, he may have lost a battle but I will win the war.' So, she must have controlled Voldemort and that meant that she was going to try to begin her rise to power in London. This was all the sign he needed as soon as the rain stopped he was heading to London. He would do it this time he would bring her down, for Gabrielle, for himself. His battle, his struggle and his redeeming grace. Tolleranza di Riacquisto.
translations:
You can not run. You can not fight me, I will rule. The light will still fall. That good for nothing servant, Tom, he may have lost a battle but I will win the war.
why me? why save me? she would have saved them, all of them. she would not have been afriad of her power. she would have used it...for good.
Atrum Exercitus- dark army