Jake had no idea where Risa or Jen were. He knew that Potter had run off with the little glass ball that Malfoy wanted so badly and that several Deatheaters had chased after him and that Risa sent Renji and Shuhei after them leaving Jake in charge of a few san seki and underage wizards. Could his situation be worse?
At least he had Marcus, Risa's left hand and a very powerful weapon along with his brother and Kurosaki. He needed a few moments to think this out. Through the headset system he knew Bletchley was calling in reinforcements but God knows how long it would take for them to get here. With the little glass ball gone the status quo was now in favor of the Deatheaters because A.) They were blocking the entrance, B.) They had more numbers and C.) They were a hell of a lot more powerful that way.
Because of their proximity to each other there was no way for Jen to snipe them out. Jake knew there was only one logical solution and kicked himself that Potter had thought of it before him.
"Cassez les etages," Jake hissed to Marcus who was closest. "Passez le message."
Marcus hissed the message to Ichigo in Japanese who in turn told Rukia and the message passed along the group. When Jack who was on Jake's other side told him the same message in Spanish Jake could feel the malicious grin curling at his lips.
"You picked the wrong bitch to fuck with," he said sinisterly. "Now!"
The underage wizards cried out different spells and the Soul Reapers belted out different kido. For the second time the glass balls fell to the ground littering it with shards of glass and smoky figures emerged from them. Jake advanced on the Deatheaters plowing his way through them, zanpaku-to drawn. Unsure of what to do the Deatheaters started yelling out various spells and curses. From behind him Jake heard Marcus yell "Get Down!" followed by Rukia screaming a Hado and several screams. They found themselves at the end of the row with several Deatheaters behind them. Thanks to Rukia however their numbers had been cut down.
"What do we do now?" Jack hissed at Jake. Jake looked around and saw Risa emerging from row ninety-eight.
"How the hell did you get there?" he asked as she sprinted up toward them.
"I threw myself under the shelf and used my reiatsu to sink into the floor and rolled under it," she answered as they ran away from the shelves.
Still on top of the rickety shelves Jen ran catlike along the top of it. Risa still hadn't given her any orders yet so all she could do was follow the Deatheaters and hope Risa gave her a signal. She leapt off the shelf landing catlike on the ground and her phone started buzzing. Since Jake and Risa had lead the Deatheaters out of the room it was empty and quiet. Still holding Bessie Jen answered the call.
"Bletchley"
"Jen, what did you get yourself into this time?" the voice on the other line asked. It was her cousin in the SRU who she had texted ten minutes ago.
"Jules, I sent the message to Greg as well do you…?"
"Yeah he got it but I have one question."
"Can this wait? I kinda need to her Risa's orders"
"Our unit is in Canada Jennifer; your unit is based in England."
Jen thought about it for a few seconds before she had yet another stroke of brilliance.
"Can I get back to you Jules? I know a way for you guys to get here in less than ten minutes."
With a sigh Jules hung up on Jen and Jen dialed another number.
"What do you want Bletchley?" Byakuya asked sounding highly irritated.
"Um, my unit kinda needs some backup…can I arrange for some Canadians to get to England via the Senkaimon?"
"No," Byakuya said bluntly before hanging up. Annoyed Jen called Toshiro and asked the same question, leaving out the fact that Byakuya said no and Toshiro said yes. With a smirk on her face Jen dialed Jules's number again.
"Hey, Jules here's what you do."
~*~*~*~*~*
Jake and Risa had found a spot to recover and formulate battle plans inside one of the circular rooms with many doors. Somehow Jake had acquired a floor plan of the entire ministry and was scribbling across it with a sharpie marker.
"Alright," he said capping the marker. "Here's what we do, there's eleven of us so we're gonna spilt into four units, three of three and one of two, Unit A will be Risa and myself, B will be Rukia Hermione and Luna, C will be Marcus Jack and Neville and D will be Ichigo Ron and Ginny. What I need you guys to do is simple. Find Potter and get that glass ball. I split us up based on skill, Rukia proved before that Kido will be enough to take out the Deatheaters…Kurosaki just stab them," he added seeing Ichigo's face. With one last nod to each other the group split into their respective units and headed in four different directions.
~Unit A~
The two captains picked their door and entered into a room resembling a sports stadium but there was a giant arch where the playing field would have been. The room was completely dark except for a faint glow coming off the torch brackets. It was cold but there was no wind. Risa and Jake descended the stairs to examine the arch. There was a tattered veil hanging from it but it was fluttering in the nonexistent breeze and there were voices coming from it. Jake reached out to pull the veil but Risa slapped his hand away. He looked at her before they concluded that Harry was not there and ascended the staircase to try another room.
"Stop where you are,"
Both Jake and Risa turned around. Two Deatheaters were pointing their wands at them. Risa blanched and Jake froze in his spot.
~Unit B~
Rukia led Hermione and Luna through an unused office. Both Hermione and Luna were practically clinging to Rukia as if the raven-haired Soul Reaper was going to bring them back to Hogwarts as opposed to dragging them deeper into the bowels of the ministry. Against the wall was a giant shelf filled with hourglasses each displaying a different amount of time passed. Hermione was watching them with mild curiosity when suddenly Rukia stopped and drew her weapon.
"Making yourself invisible is pointless," she called out into the darkness. "I can still sense your reiatsu, no matter how foul it is."
Four Deatheaters appeared out of the shadows.
"Well little girl," the first one said. "Aren't we attentive?"
~Unit C~
Neville, who was the least athletic person on the planet, was having trouble keeping up Marcus and Jack whose walk was as fast as a normal jog. Their room had to be the one set up like an obstacle course and Marcus and Jack climbed over overturned desks and bookcases as if they did this daily.
"Hey guys," Neville called halfway up a bookcase, "a little help here."
Jack and Marcus backtracked and pulled Neville up the bookcase. His round face was shining with sweat and he was out of breath. Marcus looked at Jack.
"You are the Uke," he snickered. Jack slapped him hard.
"You're the medic," Jack snapped. Neville looked at the two of them trying to make heads or tails of what they were saying and was utterly confused when the two engaged in a battle of rock, paper, scissors.
"I win," Marcus said pounding his rock into Jack's scissors. "You carry him."
Neville's flushed face went redder ad Jack pulled him over his shoulders in a fireman's carry and cursing out Marcus under his breath in Farsi.
"Oh shit," Marcus said stopping at the door at the other side. Five Deatheaters were blocking their way. Jack caught up to him and nearly dropped Neville on his head.
~Unit D~
Ichigo ran ahead of Ron and Ginny past tanks of slimy creatures. He didn't look at them but Ron had stopped to stare. Ginny was tugging at his arm impatiently.
"Come on Ron," she said annoyed "let's go!"
"There are brains in there," Ron protested. "That's kinda gross."
Ginny rolled her eyes as Ichigo doubled back to round them up.
"Come on you two," he said impatiently. "I'm responsible for you guys so if anything happens that's not a good thing."
"I'd listen to the boy," said yet another voice. A troop of Deatheaters had followed Ichigo, Ron and Ginny. "I don't think he'd want any harm to befall you."