Last time found Ron saving Ginny with the use of a beazor. A brief but intense invistigation found that the poison in the butterbear was planted nby Umbridge, whom had intended to kill Harry. But the bigger shock came when Harry and Ginny found out that she can't have children. We learned that Ginny was hurt during the Battle of Hogwarts, resulting in her being unable to have a child of her own. But there was hope. Dr. Aaron Spartain and Earnie Macmillain promised to help, saying that a treatment for Ginny could be made availabe in a few years. But then came a bigger shock when Katina said that Rebecca was a Meta-Human, and therefore would have to stay at The Bureau. An all out war between wizards and Meta-Humans over the fate of Rebecca was averted when everyone promised to deal with Umbridge and Shannon Revek first. 'Nuff said, on with the show!
Chapter 11: Revenge or Justice?
The Bureau's trackers had located Umbridge in a condemned shopping mall in Alexandria, Virginia, a few minutes from Washington across The Potomac River. With Harry, Ron, Ginny, Hermione were John, Rebecca, Chris and Samantha (of course) along with Patricia, Warren, Travis, Max and The Ramblers, as well as twenty Bureau operatives and thirty Aurors. Ernie was with Aaron as they waited with all the Bureau vehicles, choosing to remain out of the combat area until they were needed.
"You sure we need all this firepower?" Hermione asked.
"Our Trackers determined that Umbridge has at least twenty Rouges with her," said Max as he loaded his revolver, spinning the cylinder for luck before holstering it, "and as soon as Gillian reports back, we'll know how many mind-slaves and other enemies are there."
"I already know that there's ten Scanners in the mall," said Katina, "and at least 20 demons, and who knows how many dark wizards. Trust me, we'll need all the muscle we can get for this."
Just then Gillian appeared from the shadows, her voice free of any stuttering, "thirty Rouges and 250 mind-slaves. I counted at least 15 people with wands, as well as another ten wearing robes. This has got to be the main base of operations for the enemy."
"Any sign of Shannon?" Jill asked.
"No," said Gillian, "but someone was talking to her on a cell phone. They hung up be fore I could hear anything useful, but I distinctly heard her name used."
"So what's the plan?" Ron asked.
"I'll tell you what the plan is," said Leon, "we're going to go in, fight our way past all the mind-slaves and other baddies, bust up whatever foul deeds they're plotting and kill Umbridge while we're at it."
"Wait…what?" Hermione asked.
"You heard Leon," said Jeff, "we're going to kill the bitch who tried to kill Harry but nearly killed Ginny."
"I hope you don't have a problem with that," said Daniel.
"As a matter of fact," said Hermione, "It does. You can't just go in and kill her."
"Why not?" Jeff asked, "she's guilty as hell, you know that."
"That still isn't an excuse for murder," said Ginny, "sure, Umbridge has done terrible things, and she nearly murdered me tonight."
"Turnabout is fair play," said Gillian.
"Not this time it isn't," said Harry.
"I can't believe you're defending the bitch who nearly killed your wife just now," said Katina, "she has to pay!"
"You didn't hesitate to destroy Voldemort," said Andrew.
"That was different," said Harry, "Voldemort had to be stopped before anyone else got murdered."
"All the more reason to stop Umbridge before she does murder anyone," said Jill.
"You just can't do it," said Hermione, "not without giving Umbridge a chance to redeem herself."
"Some people are beyond redemption," said Katina.
"Who are you to decide that?" Ron asked.
"Who are you to judge us?" Daniel asked.
"All of you shut up!" snapped Max, "you're all sniping at each other, just itching to start a fight, when you forget who the real enemy is."
"Shannon," said Jill, "we know that Umbridge is with those who are working with Shannon."
"This could be our chance to figure out what Shannon's overall plan is," said Andrew, "as well as where she is."
"He's right," said Leon in a tone that inclined that he had just changed his mind, "if Umbridge is indeed in cahoots with Shannon, then we need her alive." Harry then saw the angry look Katina was giving Leon. "For now," Leon added.
"I agree," said Harry, "we need Umbridge alive. But afterwards she is to be turned over to the proper authorities."
"He means us," said John, "whether or not Umbrdige deserves the death penalty is up to the American Wizengamot. If Minister Shacklebolt and the British Wizengamot have a problem with that, if they have any jurisdiction issues, they're more than welcome to participate in Umbridge's trial."
"If this were just a Bureau matter," said Katina, "we wouldn't bother with a trial."
"Well we at the AMA believe in a little something called 'due process," said Rebecca.
"Enough!" snapped Patricia, "we're here to stop Shannon and arrest Umbridge, and that's it! Don't give me that look, Katina! I'm putting my foot down on this."
"I'm with Patricia on this," said Max, "don't make me order you, Katina."
"Alright," said Katina, "if you want to arrest Umbridge, be my guest. But remember, accidents happen."
"What's she mean by that?" Ron asked.
"I think she means that if something were to happen to Umbridge then we shouldn't directly blame her," said Harry
"We'll worry about that when the time comes," said John.
Just then Katina tensed, as if sensing something terrible, "they know we're here! The Rouge Scanners, they sense us!"
"Well that sucks," said Jill.
"It's worse," said Katina, "they've summoned a 'big one.'"
Before Harry could ask what a 'big one' was, something incredibly large crashed through the wall of the condemned shopping center and charged straight for him. Harry, Ron, Hermione, Ginny and Rebecca managed to Dissappariate out of the way in time to avoid being trampled by the gargantuan demon. It was like a black-furred wooly mammoth but with six legs and octopus tentacles growing out of its back, each tentacle ending in a crab-like claw large enough to grab a human. It's head had four razor-sharp tusks and a trunk twelve feet long that ended in a snakehead with purple venom dripping from its fangs.
"Whoa ugly!!" shouted Rebecca as she dodged it's serpentine trunk, the fangs of the snakehead just inches away from biting her on the neck.
Harry and Hermione shot stunning spells, while Ron and Ginny cast leg-locking curses. None of which seemed to effect the abomination.
Harry then avoided one reaching tentacle claw and retaliated by blasting the tentacle, severing it halfway. He then blasted two more tentacles, but more began growing out of the back of the demon.
All this time the air was full of gunfire from the hundreds of mind-slaves and insidious lights from the wands of the enemy wizards. But all Harry was concerned about was how to stop the demon before it hurt someone.
Unfortunately he was too late to prevent that. Daniel managed to get the demon's attention by throwing a grenade at it. The grenade blasted off the end of it's serpentine trunk, depriving the creature of one of its weapons.
Yet this only made it angry. It charged at Daniel, who kept shooting at it with his machinegun, but the bullets just bounced off it's furry hide. The demon grabbed Daniel by the waist with its ruined trunk, brought it to its mouth and bit off his left leg.
Just then Warren charged at the demon, tackling it in the flank hard enough to offset it so that it let Daniel go. Warren then ran and caught Daniel before he hit the ground, then carried him towards Aaron, who already had his bag out.
Harry then saw Patricia stare down the demon. It roared and charged at her. She just stood in it's path and took an incredibly deep breath. It seemed impossible that anyone could have the lung capacity that Patricia had.
Just before the demon trampled her, Patricia let out a scream loud enough to nearly shatter Harry's eardrums if he hadn't anticipated it and covered his ears. The sheer force of air pressure that was coming from Patricia's mouth knocked the demon over.
Jill and Gillian then rushed up and began attacking the fallen demon with their blades; Jill with her saber, and Gillian with her knives, she having lost hold of her sword in the fighting. Warren then began swinging his kanabo into the exposed soft underbelly of the demon.
With the demon's venerable underbelly exposed, Harry and Rebecca, followed by Hermione, Ginny, Ron, Chris and Samantha, blasted the demon with high-impact curses that helped reduce the creature to a sticky mess. It was over within minutes, the creature was dead.
"Bloody hell," said Ron as he sat on the ground.
"You can say that again my friend," said Chris.
"This was something else," said Ginny to Harry, "and if I ever want to do it again, you have my permission to do whatever you have to do to convince me otherwise."
"I'll remember that," said Harry.
"I think the fighting's over," said Hermione. True enough, the sound of gunfire had ceased. Harry would later learn that the combined force of Bureau operatives and AMA Aurors had overwhelmed the mind-slaves with superior tactics, while Max, Jeff and Leon had gotten behind the Rouges and taken them out quickly, and Katina had used her own surprise maneuver to either kill or disable the enemy Scanners. The enemy wizards were all stunned and were being taken back to the AMA for proper questioning.
"What happened to Daniel?" Jeff asked as he came running up.
"A f#ck$ng demon tried to eat me!!" snapped Daniel as he fought against the pain in his ruined leg, "that's what f#ck$ng happened!"
"You're going to be fine," said Aaron has he gave Daniel a shot for the pain, "I'll stop the bleeding and have the wound cleaned of any infectious agents in not time." The young doctor then went to work.
"He'll b-be fine," Gillian said, "Aaron is t-the b-b-best."
"I always said he'd do well as a field agent," said Jill, "but that's just me talking."
"I think I know where the stomach is in this thing," said Jeff as he examined the remains of the dead demon, "if I hurry, I can cut it open and get your leg back, Daniel."
"No thanks," said Daniel in a dazed voice as the pain killers went into effect, "would you want your leg back after it's been in the stomach of a demon?"
"He's got a p-point," said Gillian.
"Well I guess Daniel is one of the lucky ones," said Jill as she sheathed her sword after wiping the demon blood off of it.
"Lucky?" Ron asked, "he just had his leg eaten by a bloody demon!"
"He's lucky to have lived through it with only one leg lost," said Jill, "quite a few of us Meta-Humans have suffered worse, far worse."
"He's lucky to be retiring with his mind in one piece," said Andrew as he came walking over, "and the rest of him intact, so yes, Daniel is lucky."
"Who said anything 'bout retiring, man?" Daniel asked, he was now sounding like he was on a marijuana trip, "no way am I leaving The Bureau, it's way fun here. Just put me in a wheelchair and stick me in front of a computer, man, I'll be fine."
"It would be to his advantage to be permanently on staff at HQ," said Jeff, "he never did like being a field operative."
"And who knows when we'll find as good a software expert?" Andrew asked.
"I guess it could be arranged," said Aaron as he sterilized the wound and began tying up blood vessels and then bandaging the wound, "as soon as he's all healed up, I'll recommend that Daniel be given a desk job."
"Far out, man," said Daniel, "Far out!"
Harry watched Daniel being carried out of the building to a Bureau owned ambulance, which Aaron said would take him to a Bureau sponsored hospital, "He'll be fine," said Aaron.
"Wish I could say the same for Toad Face," said Ron.
Harry turned around to see Max and Leon dragging Umbridge with them, with Katina and Travis right behind them. Umbridge looked more worse for wear and had a small cut on her chin. But she looked far more angry and disturbed than hurt.
"Let go of me! Do you know who I am! I am Delores Jane Umbridge, Senior Undersecretary to the Ministry of Magic! You have no right to treat me this way! I demand that you release me, you filthy barbarians!"
"Barbarian?" Leon asked, "how interesting a comment. I've been called may insulting things in my life; cad, pervert, cheater, I've even been called a two-timing manwhore once or twice, but never a barbarian."
"And I'm not filthy," said Max as he and Leon shoved Umbridge towards Harry, "I shower more than regularly, thank you very much."
"Hello, Delores," said Harry, "it's been a long time."
"Not long enough, you meddling brat!" snapped Umbridge, "I should have destroyed you long ago!"
"You had your chance then," said Harry, "and you had another chance tonight, and you failed at both, only tonight you nearly destroyed the one whom I care about the most."
"We know what you did, Umbridge," said John, "you tried to assassinate Harry, and at the same time your friend Shannon Revek is trying to sabotage The Harmony Project."
"An insult to wizard kind!" snapped Umbridge, "wizards and muggles should never interact! Never!!"
"Sounds like a motive for cooperation with Shannon to me," said Patricia.
"If you're so hell-bent on keeping wizards and muggles apart," said John, "why'd you team up with a psychotic muggle like Shannon Revek?"
"Speaking of the devil," said Katina, "there's no sign of Shannon."
"The bitch got away again!!" snapped Jeff.
"Well I know someone who has something to say about it," said Jill as she glared at Umbridge.
"I have nothing to say," remarked Umbridge as she crossed her arms in contempt, "if I'm under arrest, I demand that I speak with my advocate before answering any further questions, if I decide to answer them at all."
"You're going to need a lawyer," said Travis as he glared at Umbridge, "there's enough evidence against you to have you buried alive!"
"Face it, Umbridge," said John, "your days of avoiding justice are over."
"Justice?" Umbridge asked in a mocking tone, "justice!? You dare talk to me about justice?! After all I've done for wizard kind, after the way I've been treated, I deserve justice!"
"Clearly we have different definitions of justice," said Jill, "normally my version of justice involves massive blood loss and excessive mutilation. But in this case I'd rather attract as little attention as possible; no excessive trial, no media coverage, just get it over with."
"That I'm willing to agree with," said Andrew as he tapped his fingers with one hand and pulled out his oversized pistol with the other, "one shot to the head. Of course, with my piece here, it'll leave a wonderful mess, but then I'll have to clean it up."
"It'll do you good to clean up after yourself for once, what with all the messes you leave in the field," said Jill in an annoyed tone as she tapped her fingers. But the conversation ended there.
"You cannot kill me!" exclaimed Umbridge, more outraged than afraid for her life, "I have my rights! I demand that I be put in contact with my advocate and be given a fair trial. I have rights!!"
"You've forfeited your rights a long time ago as far as I'm concerned," said Ginny in a low, threatening tone, sounding very much like her mother, "what you did to all of us at Hogwarts, especially Harry, and then what you did in the Ministry while working for Voldemort, that's enough to have you thrown into Azkaban for life, but it wouldn't be the same since Kingsley ordered all the Dementors destroyed.
"But what you did tonight, that eclipses everything else you've done. You tried to kill Harry, my husband, my soul mate, my one true love. Instead you nearly killed me, so I'm sure that Harry's as eager to destroy you as I am. And don't get me started on what Ron's feeling right now."
"Bloody right," said Ron.
"However," said Ginny, "in your attempt to murder Harry, you inadvertently brought into the open an important truth, a truth that would have cause Harry and me far more pain than it would have if we'd discovered it later on."
Ginny raised her wand and aimed it at Umbridge's twisted heart, "I could destroy you right here and now, and nobody here would even blink, we're that pissed." She stepped forward, causing Umbridge to flinch.
"But I won't," said Ginny as she lowered her wand, "unlike you, the idea of cold-blooded murder sickens me, so I won't kill you. Instead I shall do you a favor, Delores Umbridge, I'm going to give you a chance, the same chance Harry gave Voldemort; I'm giving you a chance at remorse."
"What?" Umbridge asked, shocked as well as angry.
"Yes," said Ginny, "even after all the horrible things you've done, I still like to believe there's a spark of humanity within you, no matter how small it is. So I wish for you to live, Umbridge, live so that one day you will come to regret your foul deeds, and maybe, just maybe, you'll emerge a better person. I wash my hands of you, Umbridge, what you do with yourself us up to you."
"I regret nothing!" said Umbridge as she trembled with rage, "everything I did was for the greater good! It was all for the Ministry, for wizard kind! I regret nothing! Nothing!!" she then pulled out a concealed wand and aimed at Harry and Ginny.
Timed seemed to slow as everyone reacted at once. Ron, Hermione and the other witches and wizards aimed their wands at Umbridge, while Max, Andrew and the other Meta-Humans and Bureau agents aimed their guns. But Harry and Ginny were faster than all of them.
Synchronized like the madly in love witch and wizard they were, they both shouted "Expelliarmus!!" just as Umbrdge shouted a curse that Harry had never heard of before.
Despite the double disarming spell, Umbridge, in her madness, somehow held onto her wand as black flames erupted from the tip. The disarming spells forced her wand away from Harry and Ginny, but it wound up pointed at John Baxter, who took the full force of the curse. A ball of black fire hit him in the face. He fell to the ground and the foul flames burned his right eye and half of his face from his forehead to his jaw.
"JOHN!!!" screamed Rebecca as she rushed to his side as he thrashed about in agony.
Harry and Ginny were so shocked by this that they didn't noticed Umbridge aiming her wand at them again until it was almost too late.
But then a shot rang out. A .45 cal bullet smashed into Umbridge's right wrist. Her want flew into the air as she clutched her ruined wrist.
Max aimed his revolver at the airborne wand, pulled the hammer back and squeezed the trigger, destroying the wand with another shot. He then aimed his gun at Umbridge, fanning the hammer as he shot her three more times, one in each leg above the knee and once in her left arm above the elbow.
The wounds were placed so they avoided any major blood vessels, but they did enough damage to cause Umbridge to fall to the ground, unable to move. Less than four seconds passed between the first shot and the last.
"You!!" spat Umbridge, "you shot me, you filthy mutant muggle!!"
"The next bullet goes right between your eyes," said Max as he pulled the hammer back and took aim, "if you don't shut up."
"He's got her covered," said Jill to Harry, as if saying that he was free to focus on what needed to be focused on.
By the time Harry and Ginny got to John, Aaron and Ernie Macmillian were already at work, John already having passed out from the pain. "He's lost the eye," said the Meta-Human doctor, "but I believe we can save the rest of his face. There'll be some scaring, but it's the best I can do."
"I've never seen anything like those back flames Toad Face used," said Ernie, "but they've seemed to have run their course. I can't detect any other effects."
"Will he be alright?" a frantic Rebecca asked.
"I just said he'll be alright," said Aaron, "he won't be the same on the outside, but he's out of danger. He'll pull though, eventually."
"Still think everyone deserves a chance?" Katina asked Hermione in a vindictive tone, as if daring Hermione to disagree.
Hermione was speechless, but Ron answered for her, "you've made your point; some people are beyond redemption."
"I agree," said Ginny as she glared at Umbridge with unadulterated contempt. She then looked at Jill and the other Ramblers, "go kill her."
"Excellent!" said Jill in an eager tone.
"Congratulations, Umbridge," said Leon as he smiled viciously, "you're gonna die!" The team of Meta-Humans closed in on the disgraced witch.
"No," said Rebecca in a cold, flat tone. She had been holding John's head in her arms since he collapsed. Now she stood up, her face expressionless yet focused, as if she were driven by a higher purpose, "she's mine."
"You'll get no arguments from me," said Jeff as he and the other Ramblers backed away from Umbridge, Max keeping his revolver aimed at Umbridge in case she had one more desperate act to pull, as if that could save her now.
"You are evil, Delores Umbridge," said Rebecca as she walked over to her, "you have done terrible things. You have inflicted so much misery on so many innocents, all because you thought it was for the greater good. Good and evil maybe in the eye of the beholder, but you, you are only capable of seeing something you cannot have; joy and happiness, so you crush that good with your twisted version of good. I cannot allow this to continue."
"What are you going to do to me?" Umbridge asked, clearly now afraid for her life.
"I'm not going to kill you," said Rebecca as she knelt down, "That would be all to easy. Instead you are going to experience firsthand all the pain and misery you've ever caused, and you are going to continue to experience all that wickedness, for the rest of your days."
Before anyone could do anything to stop her, Rebecca grabbed Umbridge by the head and forced her eyelids opened. Harry sensed rather than saw that some sort of energy was passing from Rebecca to Umbridge, and the result of this energy would be something he would never forget.
Umbridge struggled to get free of Rebecca's grasp, but Rebecca's hold was two strong. Combined with the wounds inflicted by Max Kildare, Umbridge wasn't going anywhere. After about thirty seconds Umbridge stopped moving and lay still, her eyes open and glazed over.
"It's done," said Rebecca as she sat back and nearly fell over from exhaustion. Hermione and Katina rushed to keep her upright.
"What did you do?" Ginny asked as Rebecca was helped back up.
Rebecca blinked, her vision refocusing as if she herself was just in a trance, "something I didn't know I could do until tonight. I forced Umbridge to remember all the pain and misery she inflicted in her life, only, she's remembering it from the point of view of her innocent victims. She's the one being tormented and tortured now."
Rebecca then glared at the still catatonic Umbridge, "and she'll stay that way until her heart gives out."
"Well I'm satisfied," said Max as he lowered the hammer on his gun and holstered it.
"As am I," said Jill as she sheathed her sword.
"Impressive," said Katina, "you still sure you're not one of us?"
"I'm positive," said Rebecca as she glared at Katina, "you may think having abilities like your is alright, but not me. I didn't ask to have this power, I don't want it, nor will I ever want it!
"I remember now, when I was nearly finished with my Auror training, it was an empathic flash that caused me to have a nervous breakdown. I had a vision of the past, an event so horrible, to terrifying, that the exact details are still blocked in my mind, but they were terrible, that much I know. This 'ability,' it's the reason why I've been a laughingstock among my peers. This power has cause me nothing but trouble, and I want nothing more to do with it!"
"There's always the inhibiting compound," said Andrew, "Aaron, you think your father's drug could help Rebecca?"
"I don't know," said Aaron, "the drug my dad discovered can block a Meta-Human's ability or abilities, but it only works if they keep taking it, for life. But there's no way to tell if it'll work on someone who is both a Meta-Human and a magic user, it's never happened before, and I can't guarantee if there won't be any side effects."
"No way are you experimenting on me!" snapped Rebecca, "ill go straight to Director General Rothheimer himself if I have to, but nobody is using me for a lab rat!"
"It's either that or join us as one of us," said Jeff.
"Damned if you do and damned if you don't," said Katina, once again her voice taking on a vindictive tone, "I suggest you choose the lesser of two evils and join your own kind."
"I am among my own kind!" said Rebecca, tears forming in her eyes, "and I'll be damned before I ever join you!"
"In that case you've just marked yourself as a Rouge," said Katina, "and it's up to us to stop you from hurting someone."
"There is another option!" said Hermione in a commanding tone, "one that will allow Rebecca to get the best of both worlds."
"I'm listening," said Katina. Harry could tell that Hermione's words had struck a curious note in the Meta-Human.
"I'm convinced that Rebecca has an ability that some may consider to be one like a Meta-Human would have," said Hermione, "but I'm also convinced that Rebecca is first and foremost a witch.
"Then there's her ability, which I'm convinced has helped her in the past. Am I right?"
"You are," said Rebecca, "it has helped me a few times, but I have no control over it. I just get these empathic flashes without meaning to."
"It's like when a young witch or wizard accidentally uses magic before he or she get's their first wand," said Hermione, "their magic often acts on instinct."
"Like when Harry sent a snake on his cousin," said Ron.
"And the time he inflated his Aunt Marge," said Ginny.
"And I can name dozens of times I used magic without even knowing what I was doing," said Harry, "all of it was before I discovered I was really a wizard, but it's all true."
"Here is my suggestion," said Hermione, "Rebecca will spend time in The Bureau on a regular basis, say two or three days a week. During that time, Katina and the other Scanners there will help Rebecca control her ability to the point where she can use it at will, and where she isn't a danger to herself or others.
"In return for this help, Rebecca will still spend time at The Bureau on a regular basis, if not as a Bureau operative, but more like a liaison between The Bureau and The AMA. While Rebecca is at The Bureau, at least one BPRD agent will be at The AMA, possibly a Rambler as well."
"An exchange program," said Harry.
"Exactly," said Hermione, "the very reason why we're all here tonight is because we're trying to better relations between wizards and muggles. What better way to strengthen those relationships than to have an open partnership between those who have dedicated themselves to the defense of the world?"
"She has a point," said Ron.
"She does," said Max, "is this satisfactory to you, Katina?"
"No," said Katina, "but I see no other alternative that won't end in tears. I'll go with it, assuming Rebecca is."
"I don't like this any more than you do," said Rebecca, "but like you said, there really isn't anything else," she held out her hand, "if we can't be friends, we can at least be allies."
"Allies it is then," said Katina as she shook Rebecca's hand, "as soon as we've dealt with Shannon, I promise that I'll do everything I can to help you control your ability, and I keep my promises."
"This looks like the start of a beautiful friendship," said Jill.
"Assuming they don't kill each other first," said Andrew.
"Like us?" Jill asked as she taped her fingers.
"Well," said a slightly flustered Andrew as he tapped his fingers, "we're not going to kill each other…I mean…we've never actually wanted to kill each other, or at least I never really wanted you dead."
"Oh, and why's that?" Jill asked.
"Because I love you," Andrew said in a teasing manner.
It took Jill a few seconds before she realized that Andrew was joking, but in those few seconds, she thought he was serious, or so Harry thought.
But then Jill started laughing heartily, "oh yeah, like that'll ever happen."
Harry was then surprised to hear Andrew laughing as well, "yeah, it'll never happen," laughed Andrew.
"How long do you think they'll keep denying it?" Ginny asked, "even I can tell that they were made for each other."
"I'd give it a few years," said Harry, "four or five."
Just then Harry felt really strange. The sensation was similar to travel via Portkey, but instead of one hook behind his navel, it was like his whole body had been grabbed by a giant fist and yanked somewhere else.
Before he knew it, Harry was in some part of a building; a large room with two large doors that were bolted and secured with various locks.
Harry then heard the sound of a body collapsing to the floor, followed by the sound of someone taking their last breath before dieing. Harry turned around to see a dead man on the floor, his nose, eyes and ears dripping with blood.
"It's a shame really," said a voice from the other side of the room, a female voice. There stood the woman who's picture Harry had seen just hours before.
"That man was probably the only one of his kind," said Shannon Revek as she took a step towards Harry, "the only Scanner who could teleport a person without actually touching that person. Teleporting you away from your friends was bad enough, but to ensure that you were unarmed, that's what finished the poor bastard off."
Harry then realized that his wand was missing. He looked around and saw it in the middle of the room. Unfortunately, by now Shannon Revek was between Harry and his wand.
The end of chapter 11.
Next chapter it all comes down to this, a showdown between Harry and Shannon Revek. Who will survive? Reviews will be rewarded with cake and pie. See you next time!