Last time, Max confronted Voldemort, whom had completed the ritual from the last seven pages of the Necronomicon. Voldemort again asked Max to join him, Max promptly said no again. As they fought, Virgil determined that Voldemort was slightly stronger than Max. Max then gained the upper hand by increasing his power with the 'Kai-oh-ken' technique (which I borrowed from DragonBall Z, please don't sue me). However, Voldemort regained control of the battle by his usage of the Cruciatus Curse on Max without a wand. Apparently, thanks to the ritual, Voldemort no longer needs a wand. Everyone then tried to take down Voldemort, but to no avail. All this time, Harry was unconscious while reviewing everything that has happened to him since he learned he was a wizard. Upon waking up, he and Ginny apparated to the battle. It's on! On with the show!

Chapter 50: End Game part 2

"Voldemort!" exclaimed Harry, "I'm here, let's finish this, once and for all." Voldemort looked up to see Harry walking down from the hill towards him, a grim, determined look on his face. "At long last!" said Voldemort gleefully, "Harry! Now we shall finish out duel." "You're the one who's finished," said Harry as he passed Will, whom he said to, "Will, get everyone back." "But…" protested Will, but Harry interrupted, "I don't want anyone else hurt. This is my fight, so please, get everyone back." Will hesitated before nodding in agreement.

"What's he doing?" asked Bloom, "He can't fight that humanoid monster all alone." "He's not alone," said Ginny, "We're all here for him." "That's not what I meant," said Bloom, "I meant that Harry's gonna take on Voldemort by himself without any backup." "I wouldn't say that," said Max as he got up, "Consider the three of us his backup." "Are you sure you should be up and about?" asked Will. "I just needed to get my wind back," said Max, "I still have one more card to play, but for now, it's Harry's turn."

Meanwhile Harry was listening to Voldemort go on and on about destiny, fate and the prophesy that led the two of them here today, and Harry had had enough. "Shut up!" exclaimed Harry, interrupting Voldemort in the middle of his monologue (which I won't go into because it's so long and boring), "Shut up for crying out loud! I've had to listen to you go on about how you and your minions are so superior for the last six years now, and I've had it! So put up or shut up!"

"Very well then," said Voldemort as he raised his hand at Harry, "Feel the power of Cthulhu as you die! Avada Kedavra!" Green light shot from his had at Harry, but Harry managed to dodge it. All that sweating from Max's training really has paid off, thought Harry as he dodged another killing curse. Again and again, Voldemort tried to blast Harry with the curse, but kept missing.

By now Voldemort was getting more than frustrated. Knowing that it was a matter of time before Voldemort would come at him directly, Harry drew the sword form it's sheath and drew his wand from his jacket. "This is the end for you Voldemort!" Exclaimed Harry as he pointed both wand and sword at Voldemort, "I'm gonna break your power just as Godric Griffindore broke Cthulhu's power a thousand years ago!"

"Don't make me laugh!" exclaimed Voldemort, "You have no chance of breaking my power with a sword!" "This sword can!" exclaimed Harry as he focused on Ginny. For some reason, Voldemort stopped his attacks as the red energy formed between the sword and Harry's wand. "This is it," said Will, "Here it comes." "Go for it!" exclaimed Hermione and Ron as Harry finished charging the spell.

With the spell ready, Harry raised his wand and the sword, brought them down in a swinging arc and exclaimed, "Diamba!" The red energy ball shot at Voldemort so fast he had no time to move out of the way. It exploded on contact with a visible shockwave, engulfing Voldemort in a mass of fire and smoke.

With his energy drained near to exhaustion, Harry sat down on the ground, anxiously staring at where Voldemort was. "You did it!" exclaimed Ginny as she ran towards Harry, "You did it! You did it!" But Harry wasn't sure that he did do it, not until he saw with his own eyes that Voldemort was dead.

With Ginny's help he got to his feet, just as the wind began to clear the smoke away. "You did it!" exclaimed Ginny again, "It's over! He's dead!" "If Voldemort is dead," said Harry, his had holding his forehead, 'Then why is my scar still hurting?"

The answer was simple; Voldemort wasn't dead. The smoke cleared to reveal Voldemort still standing, burns and bleeding scratches all over his body, but still alive. "No!" exclaimed Ginny, "It should have worked!" "Ginny get out of here!" yelled Harry as he tried to get up, his legs finding it hard to hold his weight, "Get out of here now!"

"Who's this Harry?" asked Voldemort slyly, "A pet perhaps? Perhaps when I've finished you, she'll need some, special attention from me?" "Don't you touch her!" snapped Harry. "You're in no condition to stop me!" laughed Voldemort, but was stopped by Max as he landed a high-kick to Voldemort's face.

"Go!" exclaimed Max, "Get back to Will and Bloom now!" "But…" protested Harry. "Do it!" yelled Max, "I'll hold him off!" Ginny then helped Harry back to where Will and Bloom was.

"What's Max doing?" asked Ginny, "He's gonna get himself killed." "He's buying us time," said Will, "Time to get you recharged, Harry." "What do you mean?" asked Harry. "She means," said Bloom, "That while Max keeps Voldemort busy, Will is gonna transfer some of my energy to you to get you recharged."

"You can do that?" asked Harry. "Yes," said Will, "But I've never done it before." "Then how do you know it can be done?" asked Ginny. "Because my power is Energy," said Will, "And Energy can always be transferred from one point to another. It just needs something to help the transition, in this case, me."

"But why you and not Max?" asked Ginny, "I'm sure Max has plenty of energy to spare." "He does," said Bloom, "So we handled this fairly, we tossed a coin and he won." "I'm ready," said Will, "Harry, take Bloom's hand and I'll start the transfer." Holding Bloom's hand, Harry suddenly felt a warm surge of energy enter his body slowly reenergizing him. So this is the Dragonfire thought Harry, Wow!

Meanwhile, Voldemort had recovered from Max's attack. "I am no longer amused by you, Mutant scum!" "I've figured as much," said Max, "So I've got a proposition for you; I'm gonna show you the true reason why I'm called Distructicus Maximus. So if you want to see something truly out of this world, stay right where you are."

"He's got him now!" said Laura, "There's no way Voldemort can refuse Max." "How do you know?" asked Hermione. "Because," said Laura, "Voldemort isn't moving." True enough, Voldemort hadn't moved an inch. "Show me!" exclaimed Voldemort, "Show me why you're called Distructicus Maximus!"

With that, Max brought his hands together, his fingers extending outward. With an audible crackle, he began to channel his energy into his hands. "Here we go!" exclaimed Virgil, "I've only seen Max do this once before, you're in for a mind blowing show!" "As long as it doesn't mess up my hair!" wined Stella. "Goodness!" exclaimed Tecna, "Look at the amount of energy he's building up!"

Taranee and Cornelia looked at the number displayed on Tecna's scanner, a number that was increasing with every passing second. "It's over 15,000," said Cornelia, "Goodness is right!" "And it's still going up," said Musa, "I'm not a doctor or something like that, but I don't think the human body can handle that much energy." "You forget," said Virgil, "Max is a Meta-human. Trust me, he can handle it."

Back with Harry, Bloom was still transferring her energy to him, with a lot of help from Will. "How much longer is this going to take?" asked Ginny. "As long as it has to," said Will, "Not one second more or less." "It maybe unnecessary," said Sky, "It looks like Max is gonna finish Voldemort first."

Meanwhile Max was still charging his energy for his attack, his hands radiating bluish-white. "18,500!" exclaimed Tecna, "I still can't believe it." "I don't care what kind of human Max is!" exclaimed Riven, "That's way too much energy. If he misses…" "It could destroy the planet," said Flora, "or at least a good size part of it." "Yeah," said Riven, "The part we're standing on." "He won't miss," said Laura, "He won't, trust me."

Finally, Max had finished charging for his attack. "22,809," said Tecna, "It stopped at that number." "He's ready then," said Virgil, "I'd take cover if I were you."

"Give my regards to Cthulhu!" exclaimed Max, "You're gonna meet him very soon." "Give me your best shot!" exclaimed Voldemort, "I won't move!" With his hands engulfed in bluish-white energy, Max exclaimed, "Suck on this! BURST STREAM OF DESTRUCTION!" A large beam of bluish-white energy blasted from Max's hands, shooting straight at Voldemort, who had braced himself, his hands stretched out to block the beam.

The beam struck Voldemort, forcing him back 30 feet before friction stopped him. At that time, Voldemort raised his hands, forcing the beam to bend upwards into the air. "Shit!" exclaimed Virgil, "The bastard's deflecting it!" Max continued to shoot his attack for another 98 seconds before running out of energy. He collapsed from the effort.

Voldemort, admittedly burned and shaken, was still in fighting condition. He walked over to the exhausted Max, "Not a bad technique," said Voldemort, "If I hadn't deflected it, I wouldn't be here talking with you, now would I?" "Just kill me and get it over with!" said Max, "I've got nothing left to fight with I'm done."

"But I'm not!" exclaimed Harry. Voldemort tuned to see Harry standing less than 30 feet away, fully recharged from the Dragonfire, with both sword and wand ready with the red energy. Laura, meanwhile, took advantage of Voldemort being distracted, grabbed Max with her mind and dragged him out of the way.

"Diamba!" shouted Harry as he launched his attack. The red energy hit Voldemort head on, engulfing him again in fire and smoke…

To be continued…. Is Voldemort finished? Find out in the next exciting chapter. See you next time!