"You are so strange, do you know that. Do you REALIZE what you are doing with that spell you use. Nevermind. I'm out." Martha Cox waved her hand up in the air. "You turned into a vile hag. Hideous." she gave a disgusted look, apparting back to Hogsmeade. When Marth apparted to Hogsmeade, she approuched their old school where she had stashed something she wanted to get back. When walking towards the lake she noticed lady was sitting by the lake. Didn't she know it was PRIVATE property. "Excuse me, ma'am. I'm going to have to ask you to leave. This is a private campus."

Sharpay smiled at Martha. After the summer at Lava Springs Sharpay and Martha had become friends. Granted not best friends because that titled had gone to Gabriella Montez, or even close friends, but at least they weren't against each other either. They went shopping together, and Sharpay even let Martha have a place in her prized musicale. Martha helped Sharpay with her homework, and they told each other secrets.. sometimes. But that was then, and this was now. "Hey Martha, its me, boo!" she joked. It was hard, since she was still crying, as usual. "I'm sorry you have to see this, but I have to admit that its for the better,"she mumbled to Olivia.

"Sharpay, is that really you? You look, well old. And sad." She said, shocked. The person in front of her only resembled Sharpary Lilian Evans a touch.

"Guilt makes you... old, whether you like it or not. And I have every reason to be guilty. The thing with Gabriella really ate me up you know, I felt, and still feel, like it was my fault Gabriella was killing all those people, which is probably true," She gave her a regretted look, spilling her heart out. She needed to tell somebody this! "I wish she would just go on and kill me, please, just let me die, I don't want anyone to stop her, I know that might sound like I've lost my head, but trust me, I know Gabriella., almost as good as you, maybe even just as good, and well... she has to do this, I have to let her kill me, its not her, it can't be her, she would never kill so many people, torture, she is better than that, this is just scum, and well I can't stand to see her like this, you know... I am human, and I did make a mistake letting her leave that night in the Towers, I should have done something, but I couldn't, she had hurt me too much, I never told you what happened that night did I?"she asked, before a shrill laugh cut her off.

Gabriella shuddered after Martha left. She sunk to her knees, and put her face in her hands. It was hard seeing Martha after so much time. She sat there for several minutes, before standing up again, and putting her hood back up, motioned to Jason, "Come on." She hissed and walked out into the rain, not caring how wet she was getting. She didn't even wait for Jason. She angrily, apparated into Hogsmeade, and made her way up to the castle quickly.

She spotted Sharpay by the lake and began laughing shrilly, noticing Martha there with her. She walked in slowly, like a horror movie, out of the darkness arms crossed over her chest and eyes daring. She hadn't laughed in years, but now was sure a time to start. She looked down at Sharpay, "Sharpay...Evans." She said, eyes daring. She stopped walking and leaned forward a bit, "So we meet again." She grinned madly, drawing her wand, "And, oh. Little Martha Cox. What didn't I see you about five minutes ago?" She said, glaring at her.

"Hey Gabs," Sharpay gave her a glare. She noticed that the once sweet, science-loving, lovesick girl had changed, in many ways than just on. For starters, she had cuts everywhere. Sharpay breifly wondered why and how she got all those scars and cuts, but then realised it wasn't her place to be concerned. Not after what Gabriella Montez had done to her. She slowly looked into the deep black eyes of the person who had tormented her for the fourteen years. She looked into Gabriella's eyes and decided this was it. Fate had brought them two back together, and she was fed up of fighting and running. It was time for her to... die. "I''m ready, go for it, knock yourself out, I deserve it," Sharpay answered Gabriella's unanswered questions. It was the only way out. There was no one in her family left, mainly because of what Gabriella had done. "Had fun killing and torturing my dad?" she hissed, before getting ready. She was ready to die. She was even envying it.

"Yes I rather did." She hissed, "He wasn't particularly willing to tell me where you were though." She growled, "Took a little, breaking in, to get him to tell." She scowled, "But I found you. After fourteen years of searching, I finally found you." She whispered, "And let me tell you, how many people I killed to get to you. How many years of building anger it's taken me to finally get to this point in life. How long I've longed to see your dead body, how long I've waited to see you go the same way your brother did." She laughed, "For so many years. I've been waiting."

"Wow, I would have thought he would be rather willing to give you information about me, he was about the only person who wanted me dead just as much as you did," She answered curtly.

"Gabs," Sharpay used the nickname she used to call her best friend by, "are you actually telling me you actually killed people to get to me? You actually loath me that much, you thought I was that much of a threat, you let one person change your life? You know, in Hogwarts, I thought you were one of the toughest witches out there, but I was wrong. One interference and your life becomes a nightmare! You don't even know how to even get a grip of your own life! You're not the Gabriella me and Martha knew, for all I know, you're posessed by the sleeze bag Voldemort himself." She hissed, althought she knew that wasn't true. Gabriella had killed Voldemort years before. "And you know Gabriella, you know that the thought of my brother makes me cry, but you know what, you'll be doing me a favor if you killed me, then you might just be at ease with yourself and hopefully me, hell have your fun with me now, but let me die, you have to kill me!" she ordered. "You got that? That's my last wish as a best friend and as a sworn enemy,"she added, giving her a long look.

Gabriella stared at Sharpay, "Hunny. You're not a threat. You're a goal." She smiled.

Sharpay couldn't take it anymore. "Fine, whatever, goal, same diff, just do it, please Gabriella, if you came here to kill me, let's get it over and done with." She said, not letting herself chicken out of this. The sooner she was dead, the sooner she would be feeling better and safer, and the sooner Gabriella could return to being the girl she used to know.. the one that wasn't so full of hatred.

"Going to bring every matter into this Gabriella? You just had to talk about her father, didn't you? You just can't stop being a kniving b****. If it weren't for that wretched connection you had with two of my most trusted friends, I would kill you right now." Martha butted in, her face set into a scowl and she narrowed her eyes.

Gabriella turned to Martha. She scoffed, "Oh you mean Troy and Chad? Shoot," She laughed, "Before all this 'Gabriella rules the world' stuff, I got a few more connections. Maybe...I dunno...a couple hundred? It's amazing what you can do in fourteen years. You kill me, you kill practically half the population of Hogwarts." She said, and scowled, "Yeah, I've planned it all out." She laughed, "As for Troy, that sorry fellow is probably wishing I never existed. Much less." She pulled down the top of her shirt to show her collarbone, where the scar that connected them was glowing, "This ever existed." She tilted her head, "Huh Martha?"

Martha scouffed. "They are my most trusted allies, but you think I haven't other connections? Do you think I'm totally out of everything like you are? I've practically own an army. And thanks for bringing Troy up. Did you know he suceeded his cousion for the throne. Sure, you never hear about it because you are all high and mighty and think you rule everything. Troy rules the army that is plotting against you dearie. Leave it to you to think you are the only one with a brain. Rebellion is stirring against you hun." she smiled grimmly.

"That's it." She screamed and not even using her wand, elbowed Martha in the face. Panting she pointed her wand to Sharpay. But before she could yell anything, something hit her hard in the back. Her mouth dropped open and she dropped her wand. Numbness spread throughout her body, and she staggered forward, turning around. She took in deep breaths as water pounded against her face. Was it a spell, or some sort of potion that had gotten inside her body that was doing this? Was she dying, or just....hit?

There were people all around her, wands pointed, faces grim, and eyes glaring. An army, she realized. Whatever had hit her came from the person who was approaching them slowly, and had their hood up, so she couldn't see who it was. They had their wand raised pointed at her still. She squinted, trying to see who it was, but her sight was blurry. Then something grabbed her wrist, her arm still out in front of her. They jammed something into her upper arm. She hissed, as it spread through her body. The numbness spread faster and faster now. She was beginning to lose it. She groaned a little, and the numbness spread all over her body. Gabriella crumpled backwards into the water with a splash. Her head floated above the water, body half in half out. Her upper body was immediately soaked with water, her lower caked with the mud from the bank it was resting on. Her hood fell off and her hair floated around her head, like she had just been electrocuted, but the strands still swayed. Her eyes were closed, proving she wasn't gone. She wasn't dead or anything just...unconscious. Her legs were twisted around, at an odd angle, and her death weapons that she kept hidden in her clothes spread out around her. The very dagger Bellatrix had cut her with, still covered with her blood and many other's, the Elder Wand she had taken from Tom Riddle's death clutch, and the pouch that she kept on her at all times, containing some of her most valuable objects, including the last of her horcruxes. They floated around her, bobbing in the water. Could this be? The end of Gabriella's reign?

Martha watched, stunned, as Gabriella splashed into the water, but she was not horrorfied. She knew who was behind the hood, as she was on the hooded person's side. She bent down to Gabriella's level to examin the objects laid near her. The sight of the dagger made her shiver, but the sight of a pouch made her grimace meekly. "You found them?" She asked, wide-eyed and full of horror, as she turned to face the hooded figure.

"Yeah, but she's not dead. Probably won't ever be." the gruff voice responded from behind the hood.

"So this is the end? We found the horcruxes? And everything?"

"It appears so. Leave her. We'll take her back to the castle later. He'll decide her fate."

Martha nodded solemnly to the leaders command. Bowing gracefully. "Shall I send a message to the others?"

"No. Just wait."

Jason had been a little lost, trying to follow along with what was going on. Gabriella had told him to follow her when she left the mansion, but didn't bother to wait. Jason had shrugged, standing around in the empty house for a few moments, debating on whether or not to follow. Deciding it was the best thing to do, he apparated into Hogsmeade just in time to hear Sharpay screaming for his master to kill her and Martha mentioning something about an army. He scoffed, walking to stand next to Gabriella, not believing that some silly little girl could actually have an army with her. But all of a sudden, Gabriella was hit and Jason jumped away from her. He watched as an army surrounded them, a hooded figure grabbing his masters arm and stabbing her with something. He saw her body fall into the water, lying limp and unconscious. "Gabriella!" he screamed, darting forward to kneel down next to her. He wondered if she was going to die. He hoped not. He grabbed for her body, planning to lift it up out of the water, but before he could do so, Sharpay had grabbed his hands roughly from behind.

"Jason.... I have a little present for you, just so you know, Sharpay Evans can keep a grudge, Crucio!" She cried, almost going to kill him but thought against it. She wasn't going to go that far... but very close. It was the very first time she had ever uttered that spell,but she was glad it was him. Sharpay held a grudge against Jason for what he had tried to do to ehr in the janitors closet in Senior year.

Jason gasped in pain, feeling his chest tighten and his ribs feel like they were breaking into a million pieces. He writhed in pain on the ground, thinking about getting his revenge as soon as possible. If her and that little hag Martha had killed Gabriella, he was taking over and it wasn't going to be pretty. The pain began to subside and he glared up at Sharpay. "I'll kill you for that," he whispered, trying to catch his breath. "And when I do, you'll wish you had never crossed me."

"I'm not scared of you, I would rather die than be scared of you, I have something you don't: acceptance of death. You would rather sell out your mom then die, while I'm perfectly fine with it," Sharpay hissed, then turned to Martha.

While all of this was happening, Gabriella finally managed to break past the numbness in her body, and opened her eyes slightly. She smiled faintly. She stayed still, seeing as several people were glaring at her. The numbness slowly subsided. She was a powerful being, and no little knock out injection could keep her out for more than a few minutes. She was a supernatural. She slowly dug her heels into the muck, and pushed off slowly, so it would just look like her body was sliding.

Martha watched Sharpay, but did not stop her. She knew her friend wouldn't go to far. Sharpay, although she put up a cold front, had a warm heart. But when Jason threathened Sharpay, Martha lost her cool. "Guards! Grab him! Take him to the dungeons where he belongs." she glared at Jason. "Your killing days are over. Along with your little master. Gabriella's reign is over once and for all." Martha shouted, the army yelled in agreement, tossing their sheilds into the air. The sheilds were worthless, and useless. But they did look cool in battle. Martha turned back to the commander. "What do you think his majesty will decide? I'm sure it won't be execution, not her. Not with what they've been through. Do you think life in prison?" she whispered urgently to the man under the hood.

The guy under the hood smiled at Martha, though it was hard to see because his face was shadowed by his black hood. "He won't execute her, naturally...But after that, I suppose her punishment is up to the people. He wouldn't want a rebellion," he said knowingly. "His Majesty will try his best to hush this all up."

Sharpay grinned, recongising the voice as another person she had befriended after the summer at Lava Springs. Actually, she more than befriended the guy. he had become her best guyfriend for a time. "Is that you, Chad? She whispered, although she didn't need an answer.

She knew it was Chad.