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Weeks went by and the Death Eater attacks increased but so did the efforts of the Unspeakables from all over the world. The wizarding world was falling into a state of fear. The Ministry was refusing to acknowledge the return of the Dark Lord without concrete proof and the Order, while acknowledging it, spend their time arguing about the same issues over and over. They were always one step behind the Death Eaters, incapable of stopping the raids despite their spy and on the off chance they actually made it there, they refused to use anything more lethal than a stunner, which of course resulted in the Death Eaters getting away.

It frustrated Sky to no end.

Sky continued to do his own fights as Sparrow, capturing his opponents more often than not in a desperate attempt to find out the location of the Dark Lord. He and the other Unspeakables continued to do raids on the Manors and houses of known Death Eaters, but their attempts were for naught. Voldemort had decided to stay hidden, thus preventing Sky or anyone else from destroying Nagini, his final Horcrux, and ending the war.

Sky knew that when he would finally show his face, it wouldn't be for a small raid.

"Ugh." Dora grunted as Emily caught her by surprise and tackled her pinning her to the ground. She struggled to get out of the hold but in the end had to admit defeat and tap the younger girl's arm to get released.

They were training in one of the dojos in the DoM, having snuck out of Hogwarts for a weekend. Dora was continuing Emily's training in hand-to-hand combat and had to admit that she was getting really good.

Dora coughed and took a deep breath before taking the offered hand of the grinning girl and standing.

"You okay?" Emily asked as Dora rubbed her throat.

"Yeah. You have a good grip." She laughed. "Well done, you took me down a lot faster than last time."

"I guess I just got lucky." Emily grinned and Dora rolled her eyes, both of them knowing that the other girl's skills had nothing to do with luck. Emily had taken into hand-to-hand combat and martial arts like a fish to the water. She had even taken down Sky one time and never forgot to remind her brother about it.

Dora took a sip of her water bottle and let her gaze wander to the dojo next to them.

"They're still at it." Emily commented with slight wonderment in her voice.

Dora nodded.

"They're amazing." She said gazing upon Sky and Z clashing their katanas together. They had been fighting for the past hour but neither looked even close to being tired. Dora knew they both were but Z had been teaching Sky not to show emotion during his battles as to not show his weakness to his opponent. And truly it was unnerving to see that your opponent was not affected at all.

Dora had been a bit surprised at how close Sky had become to Z during their time undercover as the elder man had never seemed inclined to make any friends. In fact Dora had seen him speak only once during the whole time she had known him and at any gathering he seemed to keep to himself if he was not accompanied by another member of Team Five.

Still Sky had told her bits and pieces of his experiences with Z and knew that the other man had saved his life many times over and taught him many valuable lessons. Sky had deep respect for him and Dora was happy he had another mentor figure in his life.

"Oi! Knock it off you two already." Came Sirius' voice and dragged her out of her musings. He was standing at the edge of the dojo calling at Sky and Z who came to a stop.

"The boss wants to see Shade and Chameleon in his office." He continued turning to wink at her and Dora rolled her eyes at the name. Her beloved boyfriend had gone and told the family that Dexter always called her chameleon-girl and Sirius and Remus had decided that it was the perfect code name for her. They had started using it every time they saw her and now it had stuck.

Shaking her head she turned to Emily.

"Duty calls apparently."

Emily nodded in acceptance.

"I'll see you back at Hogwarts then." She said.

"Will do. Bye Em." Dora said smiling before catching up to Sky.

"It's time." Marcus said seriously as Dora and Sky gathered to his office.

"Mallory." He continued at the questioning faces of the two.

Sky nodded satisfied. He had been waiting for the opportunity for a long time. More so after he had found out that Gregory Mallory, the elder son of the current Head Gabriel Mallory had escaped Azkaban. The father and due to his influence, his two sons were one of the closest followers of Riddle even during the First War but only the elder son – barely an adult at the time - had gotten caught and been held in Azkaban while the younger one, Geoffrey had been free to kill Blake and Fox. This time Sky would make sure none of them got away with what they had done.

He looked at Marcus and noted that he somehow looked a lot older than he usually did and carried an underlying sadness within him. That made all of Sky's senses to raise to high alert.

"What happened? What brought this on? Why now?" He asked.

Marcus looked at him for a moment before sighing sadly.

"We lost Wolf Sky." He said.

Sky paled and slumped to the chair.

"No." He said. Dora took his hand and squeezed in support.

"What happened?" She asked.

"He was undercover and got made." Marcus said pausing. "Gregory Mallory recognized him as one of the agents who caught him back in the day." Marcus hesitated glancing at the two.

"Tell us." Sky said tonelessly.

"His body was sent to the Ministry…in parts."

A wave of anger ran through Sky and he closed his eyes to keep his magic under control.

"They will die tonight." He swore eyes blazing and Marcus nodded.

"I will allow you to lead Sky, but only if you think you will be able to keep your head." Marcus said seriously. "I know how much you want revenge but I need to know you will not let yourself be consumed by it and that you will make sure your team will get back safely."

Sky was silent for a moment, considering his words before looking at Marcus in the eyes.

"I will." He stated calmly.

Marcus studied him before nodding and putting his hands on his son's shoulders.

"I trust you."

"I want in!" Dora said breaking the brief silence.

"Dora…" Sky began, glancing at Marcus who shrugged and gave him a meaningful look. Sky knew that to mean that it was up to him to decide. "You're not a full-ledged agent yet…"

"They were my family as much as they were yours Sky Marcus Lee!" Dora interrupted her eyes hard. She was not backing down. She had trained hard for years now. She was ready for this.

They stared at each other for a long while till Dora spoke:

"You know I can handle it. This is what I have been training for. My status doesn't matter. Not in this. You know I can do it." She said softly.

"Dora." Sky sighed taking hold of her hands. "It's not that I don't think you're good enough. It's… It's just… I'm scared Dora. I don't want to lose you. Not you too."

"You think I don't feel the same way?" Dora asked. "Every time you go out there, I'm scared to death. I want to stop you, lock you up so you can never leave me, but I trust you. I trust you to come back to me after each mission, after each raid. Now I'm asking you to trust me."

Sky was silent for a moment until he nodded.

"I trust you."

Dora smiled and hugged him.

"Thank you."

A small four-year old child stifled a giggle as he hid under a table watching as his father slapped his elder brother to his face before pushing him against the wall by the neck. He could see the tears mixed with blood running down his brothers face as he struggled for breath.

The child grinned gleefully as his brother begged their father for forgiveness. His brother was weak. He was not special like he was. Grandmother said so. He only at two years old had performed his first bit of accidental magic making his whole family proud! But his brother was almost six and had yet to show any signs of being magical. That made him a disappointment, worthless. Grandmother had told him that Blake didn't deserve the family name and soon Father would give him what he deserved.

"Why couldn't you be more like your brothers?"

Another slap.

He met his brother's gaze from his hiding place and grinned.

He couldn't wait.

"You're worthless Blakey. Father is soooo disappointed in you. We all are." The five year old boy said trailing after the older boy. "You're such a Muggle Blakey." He sneered voice dripping with disgust.

"Shut up Geoffrey." The elder boy said trying to get away.

"You know what they do to Muggles like you? I know. Grandmother told me aaall about it." Geoffrey lowered his voice to a gleeful whisper. "They make you cut your throat with a knife!"

"Can I give it to him Father?" Geoffrey asked. "Please Father, can I?" The boy looked at the shiny silver dagger in his father's hand. They were all gathered in the entrance hall, his father, mother, grandmother and him, surrounding the bruised seven year old boy lying by the door.

"Of course son." His father said and Geoffrey grinned and took the blade.

"Please, no." Blake whispered shaking his head.

"Here you go brother." Geoffrey handed the blade toward the crying boy. "Do the family proud and just do it. Cut your throat."

"Do mind the carpets though, boy." Grandmother sneered. "Blood is such a nuisance to get out of fabric."

The sixteen year old boy grinned as he kicked at the young muggle boy, breaking his ribs and causing him to wail. His friends laughed with him at the sound.

"Not so tough now muggle." He sneered at the boy, taking out his wand and pointing at him in between his eyes. "Curcio." He muttered. The boy screamed.

"Geoff, you know you can't use magic outside school! And especially in front of Muggles!" His friend cried.

"Please." Geoffrey rolled his eyes. "Father got rid of the trace as soon as I got the wand. No one will know anything. Especially him." He smirked down at his victim. "Incendio." He said and cackled as he watched the Muggle boy burn alive.

"You should take notes, Fleury. The Dark Lord will rise again and he will only recruit the best." He said smugly as he turned away from the crispy body, walking away from the deserted street in Muggle London while his friends eagerly followed him.

They walked for a brief while, all the while sneering at the Muggles bustling around when Geoffrey suddenly stopped short.

"It can't be!" He said astonished as he recognized a form of a slightly older boy. His older brother Blake. The coward who disgraced the whole family by refusing to end his life and instead ran away to live among the Muggles. Well no more, Geoffrey grinned.

"Let's go boys. I found us another victim to practice on."

They followed the boy through the streets of London to an abandoned shack but before they could make a move he left again with some other street kids.

Geoffrey grinned as his mind came up with a plan. He would burn them. He would burn them all alive. He would burn Blakey and his new little family and finally his family would be rid of the disgrace.

"Come on boys. We will come back tonight."

Sky knew what came next and ripped himself from the psychopath's mind. He had wanted to know why Geoffrey had done as he did but now regretted his decision. No one should experience a mind as twisted as his.

Geoffrey's eyes snapped open as Sky broke the connection, and struggled against his bindings.

"Hello brother." Sky said having morphed to look like Blake, trailing Geoffrey's cheek with the dagger Blake had received from him the day he was cast out of the family.

"You!" Geoffrey froze his eyes widening. "I killed you!"

"Yes you did." Dora said from the other side of the bed also wearing Blake's appearance, raising her wand. "And now it's your turn."

Sky stabbed him in the leg with the dagger making him cry out before he and Dora pointed their wands at the struggling wizard and said as one:

"Incendio."

Geoffrey screamed as his body burst into flames and Sky and Dora watched emotionlessly as he met his end.

"It's done." Sky said looking at Dora who calmly nodded and took his hand.

"They can rest in peace now." She said.

The two left the burning room behind and walked through the quiet hallways of the Mallory Manor to meet up with the rest of the Team.

"You got him?" Panther asked as they entered their eye sight.

She and the rest of Team Five were surrounded by a dozen dead Death Eaters while Tricia was holding a dagger on the throat of an old lady whom Sky recognized as Meredith Mallory, the grandmother, from Geoffrey's memories.

He nodded and looked around for any familiar faces among the Death Eaters but found none.

"Gabriel and Gregory?" He asked not finding the two missing Mallorys.

"Got away, though Z got Gregory in the arm. Cut off by the elbow." Blade said from behind him, supporting Silver who was bleeding from the side. Z was holding him up from the other side.

"What happened?" Dora asked as Sky stepped forward to study the damage.

"Got hit with a Curcio and Diffindo after that." Silver said shakily as Sky healed him. "Let's just say the Mallorys are not in Riddle's inner circle for nothing."

"We'll get them someday." Sky said calmly. He was just glad there were no worse injuries on his side than Silver's cut. The Mallorys were formidable enemies as was shown by Gabriel and Gregory managing to escape. Of course it didn't help matters that the Mallory Manor had been occupied by more Death Eaters that their intel had indicated. They had gotten lucky with Geoffrey, catching him off guard.

"We should get out of here." Dora said. "If the rest of the Mallorys got away, they could come back with back up."

"She's right." Sky said. "Let's wrap it up and get back to Headquarters."

"What do you want to do with her?" Tricia asked sneering at her hostage while pressing the dagger hard enough to draw blood.

Sky looked at the old woman, briefly scanning her mind for any useful information but there was nothing. The image of her telling young Geoffrey stories of what they would do to his brother if he didn't have magic entered his mind. He turned his gaze away and started walking towards the door.

"Finish her."

A/N: Thanks for reading. Please review and tell me what you think.

- Dalnim