The year was 2036 and Hogwarts castle had never appeared better. Under the rule of its Headmaster for over two decades now it had recieved highest marks on O.W.L.s and N.E.W.T.s in the wizarding world while the physical structure was more astetically pleasing to the eye than ever. Truly whoever had instructed Hagrid and the house elves to do what work they had done to the grounds had style. The sun was setting on another spring evening and the air was cool and crisp with a slight smell of the flowers from the gardens penetrating the waxed windows of the castle. Professor Jane Stane had just finished up grading a test and headed to her fireplace to go home to her husband. While the Headmaster resided in his study pacing. All was quiet and peaceful.

The Headmaster heard a splash from the lake and got up out of curiousity to view what was taking place. Expecting to see some type of show of merpeople or something along that lines the professor was deeply shocked to see someone in a dark hooded cloak throwing someone with wandless magic continously dunking them in the water trying to drown them. The Headmaster immediatly stepped into action throwing himself out of the window and starting to rapidly fall hundreds of feet until he was about to hit the ground he withdrew his wand and yelled, "ARESTO MOMENTUM!" He stopped just feet before he would have smacked against the hard earth and floated the rest of the way until his feet softly hit the ground.

The figure had taken no notice of this apparently and kept dunking the other in the water for longer and longer periods of time, while the man being dunked was yelling and screaming giving away the fact he was indeed a male.

The headmaster pointed his wand right at the drowning man and muttered, "Levicorpus" and it was immediatly dispelled dropping the man into the water who came up sputtering thankful to be alive. The figure turned violently towards the Headmaster and through the darkness of his hood he could see two blood red eyes glowing down at him. "Apocolyps?"

"No, I am not your pretty little tamed creature but it seems my plan has worked to draw you from within the castle." Hissed the figure.

"Ah it seems our protection charms are even to powerful for you, Warlock! I am warning you now, I know all of your tricks and spells and I know how to counter them, do not try anything and do NOT touch any of my students again and you just MIGHT escape here with you goddamn life!"

The figure laughed, "Old man, I did not come here to kill anybody...but you!" And with a sudden hand gesture he summoned a small flame to his hands and began to rapidly shoot red hot balls of fire at the Headmaster who with barily a twitch of his wand dispersed them.

"I told you, you cannot kill me and you must now leave my grounds before I REALLY lose my fucking temper!" The Headmaster stood up tall and had a confident look on his face with his wand at the ready. "Besides, you cannot harm me, I know your blood."

The figure seemed to retract a little and started to back away with his hands in the air like he was trying to surrender, "No, please, this was all a mistake, a bloody mistake I didn't mean anything by it!" But he was lying he shoved his hands forward and created within his palms a sphere of dark energy which began to surge and shot from his hands at the older man. The headmaster dropped his wand and barily got the ball of energy in his own hands the dark energy obviously affecting and weakening him by the second but before the figure could turn and run way.

"Go...t-to HELL!" The sphere of energy flew from his hands and straight into the back of the cloaked figure who recieved a full blast of it and flew about one hundred and fifty feet until he dropped to the ground and very quickly got up and limped out of the grounds to which he apparated away.

The headmaster sat there on the lakeside collapsed and uncertain about what he had just played a part in, so many questions were running through his mind: Was that Apocolyps? If not, then who was it? Why did he come to attack me?

Only minutes later he returned to his office wobbling and contacted the Ministry right away. The first there was Hermione followed by Ron and many others. They quickly asked if he was okay and interviewed him about the incident then dispatched a full search of the skys and ground to find this man. In the meantime Apocolyps and Jane's home was raided and he was immediatly taken to Azkaban to wait for his trial. All of this happened so fast it seemed to the Headmaster. Apocolyps complied of course to the Ministry workers but when he was taken to Azkaban and specially chained for his situation he started to scream uncontrollably in terror, dementors were afoot.

Immediatly the next day the Headmaster and Apocolyps were brought to an immediate hearing called by the Minister for Magic. The Headmaster stated clearly that he did not believe that Apocolyps would do something like attempt an assassination on him. After over an hour of deliberating and argument someone from the jury piped up, it was Ted Lupin, "Uhm, sorry, sorry but after going over the files the Department of Birth and Death in the Magic Realm showed that...we made a critical mistake and...it seems that another file was attached Apocolyps' file. It-it, I'm afraid it is difficult to say but...Apocolyps has a twin brother, we suspect him to be the one to attack you..." He trailed off and everybody in the small circular room was silent, many with looks of shock and awe.

"Well..." Hermione said breaking the silence, "it seems with this new information a simple veritiserum test will be used on the captive and then set free." She stood from her high pulpit while all others around her did the same. "Listen to me and listen to me VERY, very clearly" she proclaimed, "I want a team of Aurors sent immediatly to my office to plan and decide our next move."

"Excuse me, Her-Minister" it was Ron who was used to calling her Hermione, "I'm afraid ever since the Ministry was infiltrated and overtaken by Voldemort all those years ago it seems the Aurors were all executed, so in short, we have nobody with that kind of particular skill." He frowned.

Hermione blew up, shouting orders at everybody, papers flew every which way and people began filing out of the room going to do the jobs assigned to them. The Headmaster of Hogwarts complained of a sudden head ache and retired to his office while Ron was in charge of interrogating Apocolyps in his Veritiserum Test.

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He awoke suddenly, he was in the dark with nothing but lit wands surrounding his head and a small rectangular table sat in front of him. His head was suddenly thrust back and a vile tasting liquid forced down his throat and he gagged a little. "Now," said a voice, "tell me are you Apocolyps Stane?"

He choked a little, barily forcing the word out "Yes."

"Did you attack the Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry?"

"No."

"Very well then, he is deffinetly not the attempted assassin, take him away, wipe his memory of this test and set him free."

"Set him free Mr. Weasley?" Said another man holding his wand at Apocolyps' head.

"That is the Minister's orders."

"Very well, sir."

And with that a sharp pain came from the back of his head and all was quiet.

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Apocolyps was flying towards the entrance to the Hogwarts grounds early then usual on a Tuesday night. When he saw to that he was allowed in without any trouble he soared up to the nearly window, busted it and stepped into the hallway where at the end was the Headmasters office, before he continued he quickly said, "Reparo" and the window was just like new again. He said the password and the gargoyle stepped aside making a passage and he very briskly ascended the spiraling staircase.

He knocked eagerly on the door and when he heard the slightest, "Come in" from inside he burst open the door.

"Professor! Professor is it true what they're saying about me, is it true I have a twin brother?"

The Headmaster was still facing the other direction sitting behind his desk staring out the window which was directly under the portrait of Dumbledore who seemed lost in serious thought. "Yes, yes I'm afraid it is true. Due to a flaw at the Ministry years ago they miscalculated and took a chance perhaps saving only one of you and so we have, my friend. For your powers could not seem to possibly be used for the Dark now. But your brother, someone has taught him the Dark and he knows his own power now. I intend to track down this...teacher...and have a...chat...with him." He smirked, "It's like I have told you numerous times the Min-"

"Ministry is corrupted still along with the Senate and the Courts, our society is still rotting, yes I know, sir."

"Very good, you were a good student, Apocolyps, and I was happy to be your teacher and to be your friend." He bowed graciously. "For now I'm afraid we must ignore this most terrible events until the Ministry can train up a few good people to go and search for this brother of yours. But you see, the problem is that all the people who know this special expertise of the Auror is either dead or aging and I'm sorry to say a couple of older aurors will not be so good against a brother as powerful as yours."

"Master, is the Dark Side stronger?"

"No" this time it was Dumbledores picture speaking, "it is not, the Dark is more agressive while the Light is master of the element of SURPRISE!" He smiled sincerely.

"Headmaster, you know how you say there is no way for any of the past Aurors to fight, I have a solution."

Even thought Apocolyps couldn't see his face for he was stilled turned away the Headmaster looked interested, "And it is what, my son?"

"Bring back the Order."

"The Order?"

"Yes sir, The Order of The Phoenix."

The Headmaster turned now towards Apocolyps and had a very intrigued look written on his face, "Tha-that has got to be one of the best ideas I've heard from a Ministry official in years!" They both laughed, "seriously though Apocolyps, that is a grand idea to me and I will delighted to pass on these wishes to others, in due time."

"Thank you sir, I 'spect I must go now, my wife is waiting" he smiled. "I'll see you soon my friend." He turned to leave.

"You've been feeling it haven't you." Said the Headmaster now standing. "I know how you got that scar on your head while I was giving you Occulumency lessons years ago, I penetrated your deepest memories, you know this, and found the one of the only time you saw your brother, something you don't even remember and so, in retrospect, he gave that scar to you, his memory. And I know you have felt it because I have felt it too."

"You, my master?" He sounded surprised.

"Yes," he grinned, "you might be interested to know you're not the only one here who's been marked by a Dark Lord." He reached up brushed his long hair away and touched the lightning bolt shaped scar on his forehead, "I think we have a serious problem on our hands, Apocolyps, contact all of your friends and I will contact my wife, Mr. Weasley and others you may tell them the news and that it cannot wait! The Order has returned."