Black Knight : The Chronicles of Potter
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And Now Without Further Ado...We Happily Present... Black Knight...
Chapter Two: Unleashed ...
...You know they say that the average human being utilizes only ten percent of their total brain capacity. Laymen's Terms meaning the every person on the planet dead or alive has an untapped amount of potential... I always said that was a bunch of bullshit...They also say that while in cryo-sleep only the most primal of instincts remain active...Only the most animalistic...the beast within...Same principle applies to sedatives...You could say...I've had a little experience with such things...Maybe that's why I'm still awake...and unfortunately for Toombs very much aware...
...For what seemed like an eternity, the entire Great Hall seemed to be frozen in silent terror as every eye glazed upon in silence at the two solitary figures standing in their midst. Not even ten minutes ago everyone was in high spirits as they began the Opening Feast and laughter and merriment was abundant , now that brief moment seemed like a distant memory. Within a few seconds time the formerly captive "captive" of the strange group of armed Muggles or at least they looked like Muggles.
The man had disabled each and every one of them before taking the Potions Professor hostage. First, the leader the man with the tuffed chin hair, the the tall lack man and the two women. Finally grabbing the the stricken Professor and holding a blade to his throat. All of this occurred within the brief span of a breath it seemed.
Stranger still, as amazing as the horrific display was it had all been executed by the man while shackled and blinded. For, he still wore the heavy chains and had his eyes clenched tightly shut. His long dreaded hung over his face shielding it from the students and effectively concealing his identity from the occupants of the Hall, well at least those who had not gotten a first hand look at his face and the scar it bore.
The initial stand-off between the man and the Professors seemed to drag on forever. No one dared to move or event take a breathe for fear that the sudden sound or movement would provoke the man into turning his attention towards them instead of the unfortunate Potions Master.
The atmosphere within the Great Hall was tense and it seemed as if it was straining against itself. The air was thick and the tension was almost thick enough to feel. Suddenly, a student, a tall, lanky red-haired boy, leapt to his feet and pointed in the direction of the pair standing before the Staff Table, opened his mouth and yelled, rather loudly.
"Bloody hell!did you all see that!"
Almost as suddenly as he'd risen the boy was pulled rather harshly into his seat by a blonde girl and a black boy. The girl cuffed him on the back of his head and covered his mouth before he could protest. The teens outburst seemed to trigger another chain of events almost as spectacular as the one being witnessed by all.
The Headmaster made as it to move forward toward Snape's captor, when the man shoved the Potions Master toward his fellow professors, quickly turned and sprinted toward the doors leading to the Entrance Hall. Just as he reached the doors they opened and the man was suddenly knocked backwards as a flash of right blue light struck his chest, before landing roughly upon the stone floor, his skull making a sickening thud as it collided with the floor. His chest smoking slightly from the stun baton that had struck his chest.
As he lay there groaning softly, a loud brash voice called out from the hall.
"You alright there boy? Cause I sure as Hell would hate to have killed you like that." A short stocky man came strutting in, whistling as he made his way towards the fallen man. He looked down impassively at the man and gave him a sharp kick in the ribs. A smile cross his lips as the man groaned.
"Gotta love them stun guns, gets the job done." He turned to the occupants of the hall and shrugged. "He's still alive. So when do we get paid? Oh that's right gotta let 'em see the mark. May I have the honor?"
He paused at his side and knelt down as if surveying for damage. He gave a sideways glance at the man named Toombs and nodded in the fallen man's direction. Toombs nodded, "By all means Mister Johns, after all he was yours first."
The man Johns smirked and crouched down to peer into the face of the man he'd stunned. He moved his face next to the man's ear and whispered softly enough so only the man could hear his words.
"The next we meet you shit eating little fuck. I want you to remember this moment and how it could have ended."
He stood turned to Toombs and his team and nodded once before exiting the hall. "Make sure you get our money it's time to go. I've had enough of this shit." Toombs turned to Dumbledore and meet his gaze. With a slight nod he motioned for his team to leave and they made their way out. Just before he exited the doors, Toombs turned one last time to look down at the man lying on the floor. After shaking his head and muttering under his breath he left.
The entire hall was deathly quiet unsure of what had just occurred. Finally Minerva rushed down to check on the prone figure on the floor. She turned to Albus silently asking what to do. Albus sighed and motioned for her to levitate him towards the hospital wing.
"Quickly, we must get him to the Hospital Wing immediately. I pray that he wasn't damaged to much in his recent relocation." His thoughts finally returning to the young man lying on the floor. He began to follow Minerva out of the Hall, but paused suddenly he turned to the students and with a twinkle in his eyes, opened his mouth and said.
"Nitwit, Goober, Bleet now it's time to eat..."
End Chapter
AN: Okay so I know that it kinda sucked but It's the best I could have come up with. I kept rewriting this one chapter over and over again I just couldn't get this one right. The initial contact between Riddick and the Wizards...as you can see Toombs and Johns are still alive and kicking...don't worry they'll meet their grisly ends at the hand of Riddick soon enough...for now it's time to get up close and personal with our "hero" as he plays nice with the kiddies...remember that that most Wizards don't keep up with the Muggly Muggled world so they don't know about Riddick...they just they he's a street rat that was picked up by Toombs...anyway till next time...let's work on some other fics...