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Chapter 17
Bladewing and Snakestrike stared at the crashed Deceptacon, open mouthed. It suddenly rebooted, and his optics opened, and Bladewing recognised him.
"Starscream!" She shrieked, her voice turning into panicked clicks and chirps after that. But it was enough to gain the attention of the other Bots. They all came charging out of the base, weapons ready.
Starscream saw the Autobots with their weapons drawn and the two Sparklings in-between him and them. He misinterpreted what was happening, and the programming that was built into all Seekers flared up, and he jumped in front of the two Sparklings, his own weapons at the ready, to protect the Sparklings from danger, only for something to hit him from behind.
Bladewing and Snakestrike both saw the Deceptacon ready to attack their family, and they both sent wandless blasting hexes at the Con, who was sent flying into the ground, though there were no dents or scratches left in his armour.
Barricade was the first to reach them, and he grabbed hold of his ex-team mate, and picked him up, before slamming him into the ground.
"You were trying to harm my Sparkling?" He growled out.
"You're sparkling? And, weren't you off-lined? And how come you switched sides? And of course I wasn't going to harm them. It goes against a Seeker's programming to harm a sparkling, Barricade."
"What are you doing here, Starscream?" Optimus asked.
"Like I would tell you." Starscream hissed.
Ironhide ripped Starscream from Barricade's clutches, and shook him hard. "You'd do best to answer our questions, Starscream. It may go against your programming to harm Sparklings, but you could still very well be a threat to ours. Bladewing, Snakestrike, get inside."
"Papa, daddy-" Bladewing began.
"No argument's Bladewing." Barricade said.
"Snakestrike, get her inside, now." Ratchet said.
Snakestrike took Bladewing's hand, and pulled her away from the others, back to the hanger's and other various buildings that made up the base. Most of the N.E.S.T Soldiers were already assembled; weapon's at the ready, and Neville, Hermione, Luna, Fred, George, Remus, Tonks, Fleur, Bill and Charlie were all there, with their wands drawn. A path was made for the two sparklings to get through, and they joined their friends at the back, ready to use magic to defend themselves if needed.
"I want to go out and help, Snakestrike!" Bladewing said.
"They can handle themselves, its only one Deceptacon." Snakestrike replied. "And anyway, you can heal them if something happens to them, but what if something happens to you?"
Bladewing frowned, but nodded.
"Um, guys, look behind us." Hermione said.
The magicals all turned to see the air tear in different places, and people start to appear, the first of them being Madam Bones and Susan Bones. Then came Scrimigor and the other Aurors that had been in the veil room when Bladewing had been amnesiac. There were also civilians.
"How did you land here?" Tonks asked.
"We got a reading from you." Madam Bones said. "And we're here to get rid of Voldemort. And stay."
"You left the wizarding world?" Bladewing asked.
"Um, yes." Madam Bones said. "You are?"
"I'm now known as Bladewing, Madam. But you all knew me by another name."
"How is that possible?" She asked.
Bladewing just grinned. "That's for us to know, and you to find out."
None of them noticed the brash Auror, eager to end the war, bringing down the wards discreetly.
"My Lord, we have a location." Bellatrix said, kneeling in front of her Master.
"Then we go. This ends tonight- with the death of Halo Potter." Voldemort hissed, his anger flaring. He'd been in a permanent state of anger since his familiar had been found with her head chopped off, but now was his time to really take his anger out on someone.
Amos Diggory watched as Amelia and others left through the veil. When all of them were through most, with at least one or two others, their families, going with them, Amos nodded to the Unspeakables.
"Do as Madam Bones ordered, destroy it." He said gravely. He hated trapping her in another world, but she had wanted to do this, and the others had been willing to leave their homes behind too. He watched as the Unspeakables fired spells at the Veil, and it collapsed, and was absorbed into the ground, and all that was left was empty air.
There was an upside though. The monster that had killed his son would never bother them again.
One of the N.E.S.T soldiers that were guarding Keller answered his phone, to see a message, he scanned it, his face grave, before passing it to the Defence Secretary. Keller's eyes were wide as he read it, and then he was solemn.
"I hate messages like this. Sam!" He called, motioning the boy over.
"Yes sir?" Sam asked, jogging over.
Keller placed his hand on Sam's shoulder. "Son, I'm afraid I have some bad news."
"Worse than the Deceptacon outside?" Sam asked, his whole body tense.
"I'm afraid so. At 0600 hours, this hologram shot into the air above your house. Inside, the police found your parents. I'm sorry Sam, they've been killed."
"My parent's are dead?" Sam asked, looking at the phone in his hand, and looking at the image of a skull, with a snake coming out of its mouth.
"I am sorry for your loss Sam, but it's true."
Sam read the rest of the message, before anyone could stop him. "The police are saying that there was a projector making the symbol, but there was no projector?" Sam asked. Everyone in ear shot could hear the emotion in his voice.
"Yes." The soldier who had received the message answered.
"Bladewing!" Sam called.
The young Sparkling ran over, leaving the others to deal with the new arrivals.
"What is it Sam?" She asked.
"Do you know this symbol?" Sam asked.
Bladewing took the phone and gasped. "That's the Dark Mark. Voldemort and his Death Eaters cast it over anywhere they killed. But Sam, this house, is yours…"
Sam nodded.
"Oh Sam, I'm so sorry, this is all my fault."
"No." Sam said. "Don't say that."
"No, it is." She wailed. "They want me! So, they killed your parents." She was so distressed, she didn't realise her wails were carrying, and everyone heard.
"Bladewing, it's not your fault. It's that maniac's fault. You can't blame yourself." Sam said, tears spilling over.
"We have incoming!" Lennox cried. "Black funnels of smoke! Just like the Death Eaters apparition!"
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