Chapter 2

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Morgan returned home that night after a ferious battle with the Death eaters. She had been watching their progress through the forest until she was certain they were all dead or captured.

Blood covered her armor and it drisseled down her face. Some of it was her own. She had killed a few wizards who actually fought back. Stupid wizards. They will never learn.

However the one who removed his mask, was a different story. He had not shown any sign of retaliation, to her comment about his commrads leaveing him or to her very evil laugh. And along with that he removed his ugly mask to show her he didn't fear her. So, what to do with someone who doesn't retaliate and who doesn't fear her. She took pitty, and gave him a lump on his head. As for him not fearing her that would soon change with time.

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When he opened his eyes he was in a holding place of some sort. His hands were chained above his head. He was a prisoner.

How stupid had he been. Sticking your head out to see if the coast was clear. Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!Elves don't give in so easily.

Draco began to regain the rest of his sences. He looked around to see four others in the cell with him. He noticed how unharmed he was comaired to them. He also noticed he was the only one not wearing his mask. He looked up when a door opened. The elf who had captured him walked in fallowed by some four very regale looking figures.

Draco could see by the way they walked that these were the head honchos of the elven world. Draco quickly closed his eyes hoping they haden't seen that he was awake.

Morgan opened the cell door. Then undid the locks on his wrists. He fell to the floor. He went down on his shoulder, hard, "oww."

"Ahh.. So you are alive." She said it more as a question then a statement. "Get up!"

He did as he was told. Then backed up into the corner of the cell. "So you are afraid of me." She laughed. " So tell us what you planned to do with your small insignifiacant group of wizards hmm. Were you planning on killing the Queen and taking down our armies."

"General that is enough I will take it from here." A lady dressed all in black spoke from behind the General. "I think we will despose of what is left of the wizard party. This was obviosly an attemt to get us to enter the war. I will not fall into that trap again."

Draco didn't want to die. He looked at the General pleading with his eyes. She made no eye contact and no signs that she had seen him. "My Queen they should have a chance to speek. To kill them and not hear them out is a crime in my..." She was cut off.

"Silence." Said the Queen. " As the Queen I will decide who lives and who dies." She tured to the genaral. "Morgan what do you sudjest. I don't have time to hear them all out I am in the mist of my own war. I will not get involved in another Wizard war."

Morgan took a moment to think. It was true the Queen didn't have the time. "I will listen to their please, and then I will report my findings to you."

"That would be nice of you. Don't be nice to them. Deep down they are all cold blooded killers." she glared at the boys with evil eyes then left the room.

Thats what she says about all of the Wizards. And with that she left.

Morgan turned and looked at each of the boy's infront of her. All had grimm looks in their eyes. Exept one.

She pointed at Draco and said "you. What is your name?" and when Draco didn't answer she grabed a whip off of the prison wall, then without warning brought it down across his chest. Draco wailed in pain and keeled over. The black cloth now torn and bloody.

He now sat on his knees now clutching a hand over the large gash on his chest. He was going to die if he didn't talk soon.

"My name is Draco." he said shortly.

"Draco why are you here?" He refused to answer so Morgan whiped him again on his arm now covering the open wound "I said why are you here?"

Draco looked up at her blood adorning his pale face and said "to find and destroy the Order of the Phenix. My master believes that they are here in liveing amoung you."

"Well guess what. He's wrong, and now he will lose four of his most prized men... or not so prized men."

Draco looked around. There were five of them. Was she daft? " don't you mean five?" She shook her head and then ordered some guards in the room to remove the other boys. Draco heard her say something about desposing them descreatly. Meaning no mess. Draco shudderd to think that might have been his fate. Sad. Those boys had been some of his bestfreinds at Hogwarts.

She then moved towards him and said "now as for you. If wish you to stay alive, that is a privalage not a luxury, you are mine." She said definately then drew her sword.

WACK!