CHAPTER 1
"SEEKER, my office now."
Seeker, team leader of the ICW black ops unit SPECTRES, or more widely known by the name Harry Potter, stood up from his desk and followed his superior to his office. Once he got inside, he closed the door and stood in front of the desk between them. In front of him his superior, head of the special operations division of the ICW's DMLE opened a safe and retrieved a yellow file and threw it at him. Harry took the file and immediately took notice of the picture of an eagle inside a circle with S.H.I.E.L.D. written beneath it. In the middle of the file there was a red stamp that read classified in big bold letters. 'What the fuck does Fury wants again.' Harry thought.
"You have been reassigned under the command of Director Fury. NOT S.H.I.E.L.D., Fury. He sent an emergency notification asking for back-up."
"What about the Statute, Overlord? I thought the plan to reveal ourselves isn't ready yet."
"Schedule is out of the window, we are facing a worldwide level catastrophe. You will act as the first introduction of wizards to the non-maj. You will be part of a special operations team known as the Avengers."
"R.O.E.?" Harry asked.
"Lethal force, Fiendfyre and Unforgivables authorized. Fire at will. Aiko isn't taking any chances with this."
Akira Aiko, the Supreme Mugwump was widely known for her harsh treatment of violent criminals. But instead of creating unrest, the wizards and witches all around the globe especially from Britain supported her, seeing the inaction at the end of the first Blood War led to more gruesome massacres in the second one. For her to give the 'all weapons green' signal, shit must have hit the fan very hard.
"So I can use any equipment at my disposal?"
"Anything you can get your hands on, her own words. No-maj enhanced weapons included."
"Ok, when am I leaving for S.H.I.E.L.D.?"
"They sent the request two hours ago, they expect you today. The voting body gave the go ahead. The Statute Committee scrambled to assess the situation and restrategize the reveal."
"Am I free to go?" Harry asked.
Overlord nodded to the door with his head. He grabbed another file from his desk and started working on it. Harry left the office and went straight to the armory. He changed from his office robes into his tactical enchanted armored suit followed by his black balaclava. He strapped his wand holster in his right forearm, the Deathstick already in place and his sidearm on his right hip a modified and enchanted FN Five-Seven pistol. Next was the black enchanted tactical cloak with magazine and explosive pouches all over it. His goblin steel military combat knife which was drenched in basilisk venom was inside the black boots he already wore. He took his enchanted SCAR 20S in his hands and checked the chamber to make sure it was clear and had the safety on. No suppressors for the guns, this wasn't a covert operation. And finally his enchanted AR mask was on, the AI controlling its systems booting up, information being displayed on his HUD. Where his right eye would be an emerald green x lit up indicating that all systems are operational and active.
"Greetings, Seeker." the monotone voice of the AI in control of his mask said.
"Prepare for transport and maintain all battle systems on standby. System override, activate Protocol Basilisk. Passcode 'last stand'." Gone was Harry Potter, this was Seeker speaking now.
"System override complete. Protocol Basilisk activated." Was all the AI said back.
Checking his equipment again just to be sure he disappeared in a cloud of gray smoke. 'Let's see what this is all about.'
Natasha Romanoff or better known as the Black Widow followed Fury inside his office where his second in command Agent Hill was waiting. When they entered she looked at her and she didn't know what to make from her expression. Both fear and rage was clear on her face but the reason was why. 'Something big is going on here.' she thought. Fury walked to his desk and looked at Hill.
"Anything you want to say Agent Hill?" he asked.
"Are you out of your fucking mind? You called in Seeker?" she hissed back.
"I am feeling perfectly fine Agent. Any reason for your displeasure?"
"Any displeā¦.. Fury last time you called him in we had a hundred body bags on the scene to take care of. And you sent him after Barton and the other agents? We will be lucky to get a spoonful of them to bury. He was outnumbered a hundred to one and there was no one left after he got to them. What will happen to them?"
Natasha's heart stopped. She hadn't heard about any assassin or Agent with the codename Seeker, but if what Hill had just said was true, Clint was a dead man walking. For the first time in her life she felt fear no for herself but for the person who pulled her from the abyss she was trapped in and became her brother in all but blood. No, she couldn't lose him like that. How could she look Laura and the kids in their eyes knowing what happened to Clint and being unable to save him. But her train of thoughts came to a screeching stop by Fury's reply.
"He is not after Barton or the rest of the Agents. He is the last member of the Avengers, our heaviest gun. And believe me when I say that I called him in after a lot of consideration."
"What's special about him?" Natasha asked, after breathing a mental sigh of relief.
"Let's just say that his division gave him the nickname 'bloodbath'. Fifty complete assignments, 47 high value target hits confirmed, four thousand confirmed kills. He was born in '80 and has been active since '97. He is the only one that I can consider your equal. We have used him a couple of times as a ghost operative that's why you are hearing of him now."
Natasha was stunned. He was almost on par on kill count with her with a decade less experience. And the fact that she didn't know about him until two minutes ago made her skin crawl for all the wrong reasons. Whoever trained him definitely did a very good job with him. Despite her fear of this unknown operative she had to admire his skill.
"So why did you call me here?" Natasha asked.
"We have valid proof that he has a soft spot for pretty redheads and you fit the bill perfectly. Your job is to keep him in line so we don't have another Budapest in our hands."
Natasha froze up at the mention of Budapest. She remembered very well what a clusterfuck that mission turned into. She and Clinton were pinned down, heavily outnumbered and low on ammo. Clint called in back up. They managed to ex-fil after their back-up tore up their pursuers to pieces.
"Budapest, he was our back-up at Budapest." she realized.
Fury nodded still ignoring the glaring of a lifetime he was receiving from Hill.
"Ok, I'll keep him in line. Is he for this occasion only?" Natasha asked.
"No, he has been reassigned from his division to the Avengers. That's all I am allowed to say at the moment. We will examine his reactions on this mission. Depending on his performance you may be reassigned as his handler."
Natasha nodded. She wasn't happy that she might be pulled from the field but she knew when sacrifices had to be made. She left the office, her mind still thinking about Seeker. She hoped that she would be able to handle him, because she didn't want to imagine what a rampaging male version of her would do.
NOTES: This is a very different Harry Potter and wizarding world in this story. If you expect a stunners only Harry Potter I'm afraid I will disappoint. If you want to see how I am picturing his battle attire just search for "sniper ghost warrior contracts" and you will see. Also I'm afraid Curse my luck might not see a new update for some time until I can plan the story better, since I didn't like the direction I was planning for it. Anyway, enjoy.
CHAPTER 2 sneak peek
His eyes scanned everyone in the room, finally settling on the sexy redhead.
"Fury, you sly, sneaky bastard."
