Chapter Seven
Derrick let out a groan of annoyance as he saw his face on a miniature screen of some sort. He was soon walking, seeing men in blue questioning people that they had seen him walking around town. "They wont let up!" Derrick said as they spotted him.
"There he is! Get him!" The police recognized him of his hat.
"I knew I should have stuffed it in the bag!" Derrick said as they opened fire once more at Derrick, who had turned the corner.
A sizzling sound ran under the officers as the bomb exploded, sending them a few feet back. Lucky for them, it wasn't a lethal bomb. Then again, what bomb isn't lethal?
Derrick jumped over a dumpster as the men in blue armor went around him. "Finally, I lost those people." he breathed out. "Man, Link, you are so going to pay for the trouble I am in. Just for finding your sorry butt!"
Night was beginning to fall; the numbers of the Police began to dwindle. Derrick meanwhile had taken a small nap behind the dumpster. He didnt care where he was, he was so darn tired! A cat searching for food in the garbage soon woke him up.
"I was out for this long?" Derrick questioned himself as he got to his feet and stepped out of the alley. He had the unwelcoming feeling of being watched as he looked around. The hilt of his sword stuck out of his pack, so it would be easy to access it, if the time came.
As Derrick walked, the lamps behind that illuminated the street strangely began to die out. His pace quickened as the lights dimmed out. He soon started to run. "What's going on?" He said to himself as he hit a brick wall to a store. On it was the only light on in the whole street. Not even the buildings had light.
Three hooded figures stepped out of the shadows and approached him. One was skinny, a little too skinny. Another was short but had some build to it. The other though, it was different. It seemed deformed some how as his right arm hung down to long and his left was obviously too short.
"What do you three want?" Derrick asked. But the three didnt seem to know what he was talking about.
"The demon boy seems to not be from around here." the short one said.
"No matter, we must take him to our Lord." The deformed one said as he neared Derrick and raised a skinny stick to him.
Derrick almost wanted to laugh. "You plan on beating me with a stick? Ha!" He then withdrew his sword and shield from his back. The three-cloaked people backed away. But the skinny one dared to get closer.
"Listen, we don't want any trouble, just come with us." It was a female. But Derrick was skeptical.
"I don't trust the tone in your voice, girl." Suddenly, the short one came out from behind the girl, holding a stick too.
"Crucio!' the man yelled. Derrick of course didnt think much of it as he raised his sword. But then he felt a pain start from his chest. It quickly spread through his body as he felt his sword leave his hands and hit the ground below.
"What did you do to me?" Derrick gasped as he tried to stand up, only to be pushed back down from the pain within.
"This one talks in a strange language! Maybe he understands the word Curse." the short one said as he laughed. The woman smirked and bent down to Derricks level. She then grabbed his head, along with his hat, and hoisted him up by his hair.
"Now be a good little boy, and you wont have to die today. Got it?" she said as she slammed his head back into the gravel. Derrick spit out blood and tried once again to stand.
"He is resisting." The deformed one whispered as he stared down at him. The short one was holding his wand with both hands now.
"It wont be so easy to take me!" Derrick said as he grabbed his sword and threw it was all the remaining energy he had at the short one.
But the sword didn't even come close to the short one as it went by his side, clanging on the ground behind them.
"Ha! A desperate action from a desperate boy!" the short one exclaimed. But his cheerfulness quickly disappeared as a small explosion sounded as bits and pieces of his wand flew to the ground. Seems he wasn't aiming at him.
Using this small distraction, Derrick ran at the small one, leaped up, and kneed him in the face. They both crashed to the ground below, Derrick rolling and picking up his sword in the process.
"How can he have that much energy left in him?" the woman asked as she raised her wand.
"Avada Kedavra!" a voice rang out as a glow escaped the wand and headed for Derrick. He barely had enough time to dive out of the way and hide behind a parked car. The blast sent chunks of metal screaming across the ground.
"What are you doing?" The woman said to the deformed man. He was the one that shot it at him. "Lord Voldemort said to bring him back alive!" She then pointed to the car with her wand. "Wingardium Leviosa!" The car suddenly flipped over Derrick as he sprawled out from under it.
Derrick, surprisingly, was smiling. "What was that attack you did on me earlier?" He asked at the deformed one.
Even though the deformed one didnt know was he said personally, he had a feeling of what he was asking. "One of the Three Unforgivable Curses. You already received two out of the three." The deformed one raised his wand, apparently going to let loose the final Curse.
"Before you do anything…" Derrick said as he held his sword behind him in a striking pose. His sword emitted a glow, familiar to the Avada Kedavra. "Lets see how you fair against your own attack!" He then began to swipe his sword upwards, making sparks as the sword collided against the ground.
"Avada Kedavra!" Instead of the normal form the attack takes when released from a wand, it took a circular spiked energy as it flew at the deformed one.
But it suddenly went off course and hit the short one. The spiked circle went threw the smallest man, sending him into a dark alley. The woman was stunned at the attack, the deformed one, oddly, wasn't.
"He should be killed." he said as he looked to where the short one was at.
"Pity." He then looked back at Derrick, but he had run when he had the chance.
"Lets get out of here, bring his body with us. Then go report of what we just saw. Our Lord will be...interested in this little event that took place."
Meanwhile, Derrick had taken off when he saw his chance. He had stopped running for a while, catching his breath as he sat on a bench. "Who were those guys?" he asked knowing there wasn't anyone around.
"Death Eaters." A harsh voice said as Derrick tensed up and looked around, seeing three oddly clothed people in front of him.
"Great, just what a I need. More trouble." He quickly took out his sword.
"Calm down, we are not your enemy. We are part of the Ministry of Magic. We know someone released two of the Three Curses, and you it seems they led straight to you, my friend." a rather cheerful woman said. Derrick wasn't quite sure if he should trust them.
"Three Curses? The others back there used something like that, why were they called that?" Derrick asked. Only to meet a look of confuse on the woman's face.
"Um, what did he say?" She asked as she placed her hands on her hips.
"Shhh Tonks, maybe Dumbledore could help once we get him out of here." the man said next to her.
"Oh hush up Remus! Besides, I think our friend here is in the same pickle as we are." the one called Tonks said.
"No, I am not. You just don't understand my language." Derrick said, crossing his arms.
"Will you two shut up? I think introductions are in order here." the one who talked to him first said. He had a strange eye that made even Derrick want to look away.
"My name is Alastor Moody, Mad-Eye Moody if you get on my bad side." Derrick could only guess why the nickname was given to him. "This here-" Mad-Eye said as he pointed to the woman, "-is Nymphadora Tonks.
The one he mentioned didnt seem to like her name as she turned to Derrick. "Just call me Tonks, please." She then glared at Moody as he cleared his throat.
"The other man is called Remus Lupin." Moody finished.
"Lupin or Remus is fine by me." Lupin said as he shook Derricks uneasy hand.
"Derrick Masters" he simply said, since they didnt understand any of his language.
But, why did he understand theirs? "Must be a gift." Derrick thought. Or is it the Triforce that Link possesses helping him? "I will have to check with Link when I am finished beating him." he once again thought.
"Well, we must be off then! We have to get to Dumbledore as soon as possible!" Moody said as he raised his wand. Three brooms suddenly zoomed by and stopped right in front of the three magic beings.
"Derrick, ride with Tonks." Moody said as he climbed on his, Lupin also on his. Derrick shrugged and sat on the broom with Tonks, a little scared of what they were about to do. He remembered two witches that had rode brooms. He hoped it wasn't like that.
"Lets go!" Moody shouted as they flew into the night. Derrick almost fell off at the launch, cursing that he had followed Link. But he would soon make it up. Oh he would definitely make it up.
Lvmj: Sorry for the late update, hands are not in the best condition to write. Anything to say Spazzy Magee?
Spazzy Magee: I liked it a whole lot, mainly because my favorite character, Tonks is in it, but it was well written. Read and Review you guys. Read and Review.