Last time, thanks to some heavy shooting on Steve's part, the Death Eaters surrendered, that is, all but two. With Lestrange and Snape restrained, our heroes pondered what to do with them. Jill suggested that Lestrange be sentenced to what Jill called 'The Pain.' Harry decided that Snape should have his powers removed and then banished. Just as it seemed that the battle for the island was over, Harry's scar erupted in pain. Voldemort is near. On with the show!
Chapter 49: End Game part 1
"If Voldemort isn't there," said Max, "I'll eat my jacket." He began to hurry towards the southeast. "What are you going to do?" asked Ron. "I'm gonna rip his head off with my bare hands!" exclaimed Max as he, the other Ramblers, the Guardians, Fairies, Specialists and everyone else (minus Harry and Ginny who had stayed with him) ran towards the dark purple glow.
"Can someone please tell me what the bloody hell is going on here?" asked Ron. "There's a distinct chance that Voldemort has completed the ritual from the missing pages of the Necronomicon," said Virgil, "If that's true…" "If that's true," interrupted Max, "Then I'm the only one who can take him on and live." "Wait a minute!" exclaimed Bloom, "What's this about you being the only one to take on Voldemort?"
"If Voldemort has completed the ritual," said Max, "Then by now he has achieved the power of a living god. I don't know about you, but I doubt you or any one of your friends has that kind of power." "And what about you?" asked Will, "How many living gods have you killed?" "None," said Max, "But I have a few aces up my sleeves for just such a fight."
"So you're asking us to sit back and watch you either take all the glory," said Sky, "Or watch you get killed." "He's asking you," said Jill, "To let him take the lead. If something happens to him, then it'll be our turn." "Our turn to get killed you mean." Said Ron. "Have some faith in the man," said Maria, "It'll take more than a false god to slay Max Kildare." "As for me," said Steve, "I'm too stubborn to die." "Nobody asked for your opinion!" snapped Virgil.
Cautiously our heroes (minus Harry and Ginny) moved down the peninsula towards the purple glow. Then, as the came over the top of small hill, they saw what was making the ominous light: Voldemort. Only, this Voldemort was different. Where in previous encounters with the enemy, Voldemort was thin, an almost stick like figure, this Voldemort was budging with muscle. Only the snakelike face remained the same. The purple light was radiating from his newly reformed body.
"This is it," said Max as he walked over the hill, "If I fail, it's up to the rest of you to finish the mission; kill Voldemort." "What about Harry?" asked Ron. "I don't know," said Max, "But for now, it's him (Voldemort) and me." Bracing himself, Max walked down the hill, towards Voldemort.
Meanwhile Harry was still on the ground, his scar in more pain than ever before. "Just hold on Harry," said Ginny, "It'll pass soon. It has to." Harry however, couldn't hear Ginny, for he was having another…
DREAM SEQUENCE
Once again, Harry found himself in the castle from his dreams. And sure enough, there was The Stranger, or as he called himself, Allen Shockley. "Why am I here?' asked Harry, "Why now?" "First of all," said Allen Shockley, "If you were awake, the pain would have more than you could stand. However, with this visit, you shall return to the waking world with a stronger defense against the pain." "Then do it already and send me back!" exclaimed Harry, "My friends are fighting my battle. If I am the one who is to kill Voldemort, then I need to be there."
"Relax," said Allen Shockley, "Here time flows differently. You'll have more than enough time to prepare. Now, before you return to the waking world, I need you to think back on all that has happened to you since you discovered that you're a wizard, since you discovered who you are."
At the same time, Harry both thought that reviewing his life would be a waste of time, and wondered what importance it was. Then, Harry thought back to the night he turned eleven, the night Hagrid told him he was a wizard…
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Back at the peninsula, our heroes watched as Max walked towards Voldemort. "If he's going for a surprise attack," said Caleb, "Max is sure doing a lousy job." "I don't think surprise was what Max has in mind." Said Jill. They watched as Max stopped ten paces from Voldemort. Through Max's com-link, they overheard what Max and Voldemort said to each other:
"So we finally meet in the flesh," said Voldemort, "And here I was thinking I was going to have to come looking for you, Distructicus Maximus. Yet here you are, coming to pay your homage to my newly attained godhood." "As much as I hate to admit it," said Max, "I can't help but congratulate you for being the first to translate rongo-rongo. It must have been a difficult task."
"It was easy once I figured out the vowels," said Voldemort, "But I'd rather not talk about grammar. I shall ask you one last time; join me, and together, we can rule this world, and perhaps other worlds." "When I'm done with you," said Max as he removed his weighted jacket, "The only thing you'll be ruling is jack and sh$t, and jack just left town."
"Is that your final decision?" asked Voldemort. "Yes," said Max as he removed his weighted boots, "Now if you don't mind, I'd like to kill you before the sun sets." "You really think you can kill me?" laughed Voldemort. "I'd say my chances of ripping your head off are better than 50:50," responded Max, "Besides, you're all out of soul-fragments." "I no longer have need for Horcruxes," said Voldemort, "For I have achieved ultimate power, the power of Cthulhu! No human can stop me now!"
"Well forget about your plans for world domination," said Max, "Because this meta-human is going to end them." "Then you shall not live to see the sun set," said Voldmeort, "You and your Mutant scum have stood in my way for the last time!" "Just for that!" exclaimed Max, "I'll finish you most painfully!"
The two glared at each other for a few seconds before disappearing altogether. "What the bloody hell happened?" asked Ron. "The fight has begun." Said Jill. "What fight?" asked Ron, "I can't see them." "That's because they're moving so fast," said Virgil, "They can't be seen with your plain eyes." "Let me guess," said Will, "With your cyber eyes, you can see them."
"No I can't," said Virgil, "But with my laptop, I can track them." "Well we can't see them," said Bloom, "But I can sure hear them." Sure enough, the air was filled with multiple crashing noises as the two combatants clashed.
"Damn!' exclaimed Virgil, "They're moving too fast even for my computer." "I guess science isn't all that it's cracked up to be." Said Steve. "Whatever," said Virgil, "I can still get an idea on who's winning." He pulled out his PDA and began to scan the area. "What are you looking for?" asked Hermione. "With this," said Virgil, "I can tell how strong Max and Voldemort are; based on their attack strength, defensive power, speed and other factors. Add those numbers together, and the average should tell their overall power level, within a small margin of error."
After several seconds of scanning, Virgil said, "Okay, Max's overall power level is roughly 9,182, which is an improvement of sorts." "Bloody hell!" exclaimed Ron. "How much of an improvement?" asked Hermione. "Well before the mission," said Virgil, "Max's power level was at 9,037." "Well how much have I improved?" asked Steve.
"You'd need to be fighting at the top of your game in order to get an accurate reading," said Virgil, "But when last checked, you were at 8,992." "Sh$t!" exclaimed Steve, "At this rate I'll never catch up with Max."
"What about Voldemort?" asked Caleb, "Who strong is he?" "There's a small problem with that," said Virgil," I'm having a hard time locking in on his energy signature. It'd be easier of they would slow down somewhat."
Just then Virgil got his wish, for Max and Voldemort reappeared on the field. Both were sweating and breathing hard, but Max seemed to be in worse shape. "Do you see, Maximus?" asked Voldemort, "Do you not realize that I am the superior in this contest?" "You may be stronger than I am physically," said Max, "But I'm ten times the fighter you'll ever be."
"Oh crap!" exclaimed Virgil. "What?" asked Hermione. "Voldemort's power level is 10,000 even." "That's bad right?" asked Stella. "Well it's not good for one thing," said Jill, "Max can hold his own against Voldemort, but his chances of winning are below average, unless..." "Unless what?" asked Ron. "Unless Max does what I think he's about to do," said Jill, "he can still win. Just watch and see."
"There's still time to accept my offer," said Voldemort, "You still have a place in the new world order." "Here's my answer now and forever; F#ck you!" "Then you leave me with no choice," said Voldemort, "Prepare to die!" "No," said Max, "It is you who should get ready to die!"
With that, Max was suddenly emitting a bright red battle aura. Then, with a flash he disappeared again, only this time, Voldemort didn't disappear with him. This time, Voldemort was on the reciving end of the punishment. Hermione could see that something bright red, (she assumed it was Max) was 'zooming' back and forth across Voldemort, delivering blow after blow.
"Now what?" asked Ron. "Max is using the 'Kai-oh-ken' technique," said Virgil, "It boost Max's power level by 50 percent. He is now at 13,773." "Bloody hell!" exclaimed Ron. "So Max can win now," said Will, "Can he?" "He can if he does it quickly," said Jill, "For the 'Kai-oh-ken' puts a tremendous strain on the body. The longer Max uses it, the more damage he does to his own body."
Voldemort meanwhile, was not faring so well on his part. Thanks to Max's increased speed and attack strength, Voldemort couldn't keep up with him. Finally Voldemort was knocked down to the ground, while Max stopped his attack. His red battle aura faded, leaving Max covered in sweat, his body emitting vast amounts of steam.
"How does it feel, Voldemort?' gasped Max, still trying to get his breath back, "Tell me, how does it feel to be on the reciving end of the pain for once?" Slowly Voldemort staggered to his feet, glaring at Max, "It hurts," said Voldemort, "but not as much as what you're about to feel." Voldemort pointed his left hand at Max and shouted "Crucio!"
Instantly Max stumbled, his face contorted in agony. "What's going on?" exclaimed Ron, "How can he use the Cruciatus Curse without a wand?" "The ritual," said Virgil, "It must have done something to allow him to use magic without a wand." "No sh$t!" exclaimed Steve as he got up. "What are you doing?" asked Jill. "I'm not gonna sit back and watch this f#ck$ng bag of pig vomit torture the Boss Man!" exclaimed Steve as he ran towards the fight.
RESUME DREAM SEQUENCE
Having just finished reviewing the events of his third year at Hogwarts, Harry was feeling a little more than impatient. "So," said Harry, "Are you gonna tell me why I'm going through my life? Or am I gonna have to figure that part out myself?" "Have patience," said Allen Shockley, "All shall be reveled in time." "You keep saying that," said Harry, "But I seriously doubt you'll follow through on it." "You'll just have to trust me then." Said The Stranger. And so Harry, reluctantly, resumed the review of his memories, continuing with when he was invited to the Quidditch World Cup…"
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Back at the battle, Voldemort had stopped his torture of Max, in order to gloat. "How the might have fallen," said Voldemort gleefully, "It's such a shame, you could have had it all, all you had to do was obey me." "I'll never obey a murdering, thieving terrorist!" exclaimed Max, "And to make matters worse, you're a cheater as well." "Well," said Voldemort, "When you're in the business of taking over the world, one must be ready to cheat. And between you and me, I play dirty."
"So do I!" exclaimed Steve as he swung his power-pole at the back of Voldemort's head, intending to take it off with one swing. Instead it broke on impact. Steve held the ruined remains of his power-pole, "Oh sh$t on a shingle!" he exclaimed. "Indeed!" exclaimed Voldemort as he grabbed Steve by the throat, "I've had enough of you, you foul-mouthed Mutant!"
As Voldemort was choking Steve, Jill and D.P. had dragged Max to safety. "You're gonna be okay, Max," said Jill, "You're gonna be okay." D.P. however, had rushed back to the battle, pulled out his nunchucks and bashed Voldemort on the head. This got his attention for Voldemort dropped Steve. Laura then psy-grabbed Steve and dragged him away.
Meanwhile, things were not looking good for D.P., for Voldemort had just ripped his left arm from the rest of D.P.s' body. Jill ran to pull D.P. to safety, but Voldemort threw the remains of D.P.s' arm at her. It struck her right in the middle of her back, which wasn't in good condition in the first place. She crumpled to the ground, unable to move as the blood from D.P.'s wound soaked her.
Maria had all this time been waiting for her chance to get the jump on Voldemort. With his back turned, Maria's chance had come. She ran up behind him and threw a jar of holy water at the back on his head. The jar shattered, drenching Voldemort with the holy water, but it did nothing but produce a few whiffs of smoke. Voldemort grabbed her and threw Maria off to the left at such a speed that the landing would have been fatal. However, Laura caught her with her mind and saved Maria from being crushed on impact
"Aaron!" exclaimed Laura over her com-link as she set Maria down, "Aaron, get your f#ck$ng ass over here you son of a bitch!" With a white teleportation flash, Aaron appeared on the field. "What's the situation?" asked Aaron. "For starters," said Laura, "Max nearly got tortured to death; Steve was nearly strangled; D.P. had his arm pulled out and Jill can't move again. Does that answer your f#ck$ng question?"
"F#ck me running!" exclaimed Aaron. He bent over D.P., and sprayed some sort of foam where his arm was. This caused the bleeding to stop. "Is he gonna be alright?" asked Laura. "Well he's passed out from the blood loss," said Aaron, "I should be able to reattach his arm, assuming it's still in one piece." "You mean this?" asked Jill as she held up the mangled remains of the arm. "Damn it!" exclaimed Aaron, "You people never make it easy for me!"
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"There," said Harry, "That's everything that's happened to me since my eleventh birthday. Now, what does it all mean?" "It means," said Allen Shockley, "that everything that has happened to you since that moment in time, had been preparing you for this battle." "It has?" asked Harry, "Well I don't see how it does." "Well I'm sorry if you don't understand," said The Stranger, "But you shall, in time. Until then, enjoy the battle." "Wait!" exclaimed Harry as the castle around him faded. "Oh, one more thing," said Allen Shockley, "Stay true to your resolve, and remain true to your friends." With that, Harry woke up.
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"Harry!" exclaimed Ginny as Harry slowly returned to consciousness. "I hate it when he does that." Muttered Harry. "What's that?" asked Ginny. "Nothing," said Harry, "What's going on?" "Max and the others are fighting Voldemort as we speak!" exclaimed Ginny. "Then what am I doing here sitting around while my friends are fighting my fight for me?" asked Harry as he got up, "Come on!"
Back at the battle, Aaron had teleported Jill and D.P. back to the transport ship for medical treatment. Meanwhile, everyone else was doing they're best to kill Voldemort, and at the same time, not be killed by him. Just then, Harry and Ginny apparated in, Ginny having side-along apparated with Harry.
"Voldemort!" exclaimed Harry, "I'm here, let's finish this, once and for all."
The end of chapter 49. Next chapter Harry finally used the Diamba spell on Voldemort. Does it work? We'll find out soon. Until then, please read and review. See you next time!
