Harry Potter and the Half Bloods: Chapter 5
by Agent Reptile
Disclaimer: not to seem lazy but for the purposes of secrecy I will only say that those who own some of the stuff in this fic have the rights to them and the stuff that they don't own is mine.
"Well looks like we're here for another introduction side story." Rabby said while walking onto the screen dressed in a sleeveless cameo shirt, brown work pants, and knee-high tan leather boots. Her strawberry red hair was hanging loose reaching just above her butt.
"Yep." Lufy said while she upended the soda can in her right and and swallowed. "So where are you off to good looking?" the Attacker smiled as her tail draped behind her.
"Thought I'd go to the firing range for a while. I've got to reset the sights on this thing for when my eyes change to slits." Rabby smiles while showing off a high powered assault rifle with a drum belt ammo feed.
"I can't believe that you found that old thing." Lufy smiled as she looked at the long barreled weapon. "So after two million years does it still work?"
"Like a dream, but finding ammo for it's a bitch." Rabby said while heading off to the range.
"Speaking of which." Lufy said under her breath with a smile as Shildy walked by with her tail in the air; the lopsided smile on her face revealing her recent physical action with her mate.
"Lufy that's mean." Rabby said. Placing a gloved hand to Lufy's butt, the red head squeezed.
"OUCH! Not so hard Rabs; I'm still tender there from when you did last night." Lufy said was she winced slightly.
"So what's got you so happy Shildy?" Rabby said while quickly trying to hide to hide her hand behind her back. The uneasy smile on her face, however, was blatantly obvious.
"Oh...hey you two how's it going?" Shildy smiled as she almost floated past.
"Are you alright Shilds?" Lufy asked.
"Never better. Heading to the firing range Rabs?"
"About to. Want to join me?" Rabby really didn't know how to interact with Shildy acting this way.
"Maybe later, by the way Rep said that we have to introduce the story, but he'll try to be back by the end." Shildy said.
"Oh great." Lufy groaned as she crushed the can in her fist. "Alright lets get this train wreak over with. I'm Lufy and you're likely here to read the next *thrilling* chapter of Harry Potter and the Half Bloods." Lufy then started to look up into the air and seem uninterested in what was going on.
"We hope that you will enjoy our mate's work and will be kind enough to review it when your done." Rabby said as she patted the rifle in her arms and smiled cutely.
"I know it will make him feel better." Shildy said.
"Well I'm gone." Lufy walked off.
"Yea see you all at the end." Rabby shrugged and shouldered her weapon.
"See yea." Shildy waved was she started running her finger through her long raven hair.
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Morning rays shown down from the stained glass window of one Brenda Maximov. The piercing rays of light seemed to irritate the young blond only slightly, causing her to sequent her eyes, turn her head to one side, and throw the covers over her head.
This did very little to deter the rising orb in the sky from it's continuous pathway along the heavens, or the perpetuating light that was steadily spreading across her bedroom, which was in reality just an offset of her parents room. The thick blankets that could easily protect the werecheetah from such things as the cold and nighttime monsters from her nightmares, was now seemingly useless against the dawn of a new day.
"Why is it that mornings always come too early." the little lycanthrope said as she tried her best to go back to sleep, only to find herself at the mercy of yet another incredibly bothersome annoyance.
KNOCK KNOCK
"Brenda sweety...it's time to get up." Vlad said as he rapped at the door with his knuckles. "You know that you've got a big day ahead of you and I know that you don't want to miss it."
Ah yes today was to be a very big day for the Maximov's. Why is this you may ask? Well it's very simple really; it was Saturday and there was no school and the only thing that Brenda knew that was going to be a problem was some meeting that her father had to go to for a while tonight. That small event really annoyed Brenda since tonight was a full moon and she wanted to stop hiding her true nature with her family just like at home.
But on to better things now. As this was the first day of the weekend Brenda would have all the day to relax and play without any homeschooling or lame pretty boys insulting her. The catgirl's eyes gleamed as she thought of all the the neat things she could do now that she was no longer going to be cramped up in the old castle all day.
But that involved first getting out of bed and so Brenda grudgingly tossed the several layers of precious cotton soft warmth from her body and forced herself to go through her dresser and get something to wear after her bath.
"Coming daddy." Brenda said very sleepily as she started to tear into her dressers to pick out her garments.
"Good girl." Vlad said from behind the door. "Now I'll go and wake up your mom and we'll get some breakfast."
Vlad smiled as he sat back down on the large bed that he shared with his wife. Said wife was still drifting along in slumber land as her arms were flayed above her head as her nose flared and mouth opened slightly with each breath. Truly a shame that he was about to interrupt this peaceful picture.
"Brianna time to get up, it's morning." Vlad said as he kissed her forehead. This didn't exactly work as Brianna swatted at Vlad as if he was a gnat.
"Brianna time to get up and start the day sleepy head." Vlad said a little more forcefully, and placing his hand on her cheek. Brianna only smiled and started to mumble some along the lines of:
"Oh Vlad that feels great.....oh keep it up muffin..." Brianna softly hummed as her face reddened with the dream thoughts of what she and her husband were doing.
Vlad sweetdropped slightly at this, but not for the reason you think. "Damn got to wake her quick before she says something as Brenda comes into the room. If romantic doesn't work..."
Abandoning the original plan, Vlad placed his thumb and index finger at Brianna's nose and gave a small pinch; this time the results were instantaneous.
"GAHHH. Muffin what the hell was that for?" Brianna asked as she shot out of bed like one of her missiles launching out of one of her rocket pods from one of her several power armers.
"Sorry but we need to be up and get ready for breakfast." Vlad smirked, much to Brianna's annoyance. "And I don't think that you wanted to get any further into that dream when Brenda comes into the room. " Vlad said with his thumb pointed towards the now opening door as a little girl walked out wearing a bathrobe and holding a bag of her cleaning supplies.
"Maybe muffin, but I'll get you back soon enough for that one." Brianna said with a cruel smirk on her face.
"Oh I know you will." Vlad smiled. "But until then, we need to get up and out of bed."
"Oh but this bed is so nice and warm, can't we stay together for just a little longer?" Brianna playfully.
"True, but I know a certain hot-tub with bubbles that may get your mind off that bed." Vlad smiled "And get you out of it." he thought to himself.
"WHAT!?!" Brianna jumped out of bed and zoomed about the room and in a period of about 30 seconds was dressed in a bathrobe, and little else, with all her bath needs under her arm. "Muffin why didn't you tell me there was a hot-tub in this place?" Brianna asked, while slightly annoyed.
"Well it's not really a hot-tub....more like a big bath....and there is this very irksome ghost that pops up from the pluming and cries and moans about how no one cares about her..."
"Excuse me." Brenda said as she opened her door and carried her stuff to the girls bathroom.
"Sure cub." Vlad said as he and Brianna scooted over towards the bed to make room for their daughter to pass.
"Just go to the front of the castle when you are done honey." Brianna smiled. "Your father and I will be there soon." Brianna said, only afterwards realizing what she just said.
As the little werecheetah cub walked out the door to their room, the parents got back to their conversation.
"Well that she's out of the room; did you try to be nice to the ghost at least? I was very lonely for a long time too you know?" Brianna said waving her finger in a disappointed manner, much like Gina.
"Yes I was...just she was...I don't know." Vlad thought for an instant, then "It was as close to the ethereal presence of self-pity as one can be for a ghost."
Brianna just looked at him with a "Yea right" expression on her face. "You're joking right?" Vlad shrugged as he rolled his eyes.
"Your serious about this?" Brianna giggled.
"Yea, and well she had this nasty habit of showing up when..." Vlad's face was becoming slightly red.
"Wait a moment here muffin...this ghost got a look at your...." Brianna covered her mouth as she went into a fit of giggles, which grew into explosive laughter.
Falling onto the bed, Brianna was laughing and laughing, nearly hyperventilating and rolling from side to side.
"Hey you have some dead guy look at you while you're using the toilet and see how you feel then." Vlad said.
"So what happened, did she just..."
"I needed to go so I found an empty bathroom and then as I was taking a leak...she sort of floated down and starting talking to me."
"All the while getting a good look at you exposed?" Brianna smiled. "Muffin don't worry about it; for starters I know no little teenage girl could possibly turn you on, and if you're worried that you've offended me, forget it." Brianna smiled as she let the bathrobe fall off her shoulders. "I'm just sorry for that girl."
"Oh and how's that?" Vlad asked as he looked his wife in the face.
"You probably made her wish that she was alive again, now lets see about that bath shall we?" Brianna said while sitting up off the bed and attaching herself to her husband's shoulder as they went down the hallway.
The progressing morning was causing many others get themselves out of bed and enjoy their Saturday morning...or rather plotting to enjoy it. Waiting patiently for his prey was the disgraced and fuming Draco Malfoy attempting to seek his revenge against a certain little werecheetah for knocking the wind out of him days before.
"That little tart is going to learn that you don't mess with any of the Malfoy family, especially not some bloody Yank." Draco's thoughts, which were a hair's breath away from becoming hubris, had so saturated the pretty boy's mind that it was inevitable that he was going to be taught a lesson. And true to form for the prissy one, his two ever present goons were going to be getting their butts in more trouble that they were worth too.
Brenda Maximov was now making her way towards the girls bathroom, and seemingly unaware of the upcoming threat to her. Her eyes were still only slightly open as was walking down the hallway, but then again she didn't need to have her eyes open to be able to navigate with her hearing and smell being beyond human level. Said senses were the reason that this particular young lady was able to tell that certain members of the student body were coming up to say 'hello'. The young lycanthrope was smirking as she was figuring out what to do to counter this irritant.
As the trap and trapi were about to collide, we find a young red-head girl of about sixteen headed towards the same place as Brenda, and intent on the same morning ritual. Ginny Weasely was having a moderately good morning and was intent on getting herself cleaned up before meeting everyone else for breakfast. Sad to say that she as she made her way down the hallway...
"I've got you now you little....Wingardia Leviosa." Draco yelled as his wand was thrust forward and directed the simple levitation spell at the little girl dressed in a bathrobe.
"Hey what the!?!" Brenda cried as she found herself floating up into the air, having dropped her bath kit on the floor and started to be dropped and risen like she was caught in a whorl-wind.
"What's the matter? No big daddy to protect you now you little twerp." Malfoy smiled as he enjoyed the sight of his tormentor now completely at his mercy.
"Malfoy you jerk leave her alone right now." Ginny Weasely said, about ready to let loose on Draco with her own spell.
"And what are you going to do Weasely?" Draco smirked as his two thugs flagged on his left and right.
"If you think for one second that your two muscle-bound morons intimidate me Malfoy then you obviously haven't learned a thing about me. Let her go Malfoy."
"As if there was anything to learn. Crab, Goyle get this blood traitor out of my sight." As ordered the two end tables for brains proceeded to converge on the much smaller, but likely far fiercer, red headed girl, Ginny aimed her wand, keeping both dunderheads at a safe distance.
"Malfoy I'm warning you, let her go or your going to find your ass in more trouble that your worth." Ginny Weasely smiled. "But then again that's not difficult with how much you and your kind are actually worth." Ginny's smug expression was a key distraction for Brenda's retaliation. As she dipped towards the ground, she grabbed her fallen fallen slipper and took aim as the pompous jerk's head as he and his and dead brain bookends had their backs turned.
"How dare you little....." WAPP!
Something hard struck Draco in the back of the head, breaking his concentration and thus breaking the spell. As Brenda fell towards the earth, her cat instincts took over and she was able to bend and contort herself so that she landed on her fingers and toes.
"AAHH! What the bloody hell hit me?" Draco asked as he grabbed at the back of his head to see if he was bleeding.
"That was my slipper you meany. Now leave her alone before I have to Kapowie you again." Brenda said as she was tossing the slipper up and down in her hand.
"How dare you little...while I aught to...."
"MR. MALFOY. What are you doing?" A stern female voice said as a certain Professor McGonagall stepped into the scene to observe one of the most notorious students and his lackeys standing in the way of the girl's bathroom with two of the female students looking like they were trying to get on with their morning schedule.
"Professor McGonagall, I was just.... I mean we were just...."
"I think that you should be on your way now Mr. Malfoy, and I would warn you not to get in the way of anyone heading towards the bathrooms." Professor McGonagall chastised the teenage blond as he an his cohorts quickly made his exit.
"Now that they have left, you two can get on with your mornings. Good Day Ms. Weasely and Ms. Maximov."
"Have a nice day Professor." Ginny smiled as the older redhead made her leave. As the Professor got out of sight, Ginny turned and smiled at the smaller blond.
"So what exactly did you do to get Drano Malfool so mad at you that he would personally attack you?" Ginny asked as the two girls walked into the bathroom.
"Oh nothing really. He just 'volunteered' for a demonstration in hand to hand a few days ago, and he found himself flat on his back and out of breath." Brenda was smiling as she prepped herself for her bath.
"Wait, you're the new professor's daughter aren't you? The name's Ginny Weasely." The older girl said extending her hand.
"Brenda Maximov, and you don't mind if I ask if you are related to two brothers who happen to have a very productive joke store in Diagon Alley?"
"Only if you don't mind if I ask how someone so little can be so fearless when dealing one of our schools most vindictive gits?" Ginny asked with a friendly smile gracing her face.
Brenda couldn't help but giggle at the question. "Well to be honest I'm usually very shy, but I can't stand bullies picking on anyone. Especially if that someone is me." Brenda said as the two continued to talk.
"Well I'd say that you would definitely fit in with us in Gryffindor; especially with your lionheart."
"Oh I'm not much of a lion-hearted person." Brenda responded.
"No?"
"Nope, I'm more of a....cheetah-hearted person." Ginny was completely unable to respond to this statement as the unusual comment left her blinking for several seconds with her mouth and eye-brows skewn slightly.
The morning was passing in it's usual pace for Saturday, in other words way too fast, and it was only a short time later that we find the Maximovs sitting down to breakfast in the great hall along with a few of the other members of the staff.
"Good morning Professor Maximov, or should I say Professors Maximov." a middle aged, late thirties to early forties, woman said grabbing an apple and sitting down.
"Morning, uh sorry but..." Brianna asked as her co-worker sat down.
"Oh sorry I forgot to introduce meself. I'm Charity Burbage, head of muggle studies here at Hogwarts, and I have to say that I'm surprised that Dumbledore added a whole new class to the curriculum this year, especially when I heard the title of the class."
"Well since you are a 'muggle expert' I take it that you know about what I will be teaching then." Brianna asked was she was enjoying a very large stack of pancakes with syrup, and when no one was looking, taking a large jar full and hiding it in weapon space for later fun with Vlad.
"I have to admit I have the general idea behind it, but I've never...oh bugger...been in one." Professor Burbage sheepishly commented.
This was all that Brianna needed to form a very familiar, seductive, devious, and slightly unnerving smile on her face. "So..." Brianna said, while leaning closer to the older, and at this point embarrassed woman. "you want me to teach you about sex, or do you just need a refresher course."
"SPOOOFF!!" Vlad couldn't help it, try as hard as he could he just couldn't help himself from spraying a mouthful of hot coffee right onto his breakfast. His face dropped as his body started to shake. He was holding his head in his hands as he continued to shake, his voice was too muffled to hear what he was saying. A moment later he leaned back and set his hands back at the table.
"HAHAHAHA!" Vlad started to laugh his head off for several minutes before he was able to control himself, and for a large portion of that time it seemed that he was going to hyperventilate. "WAHHAHH!"
"Uh professor Maximov are you okay?" the bewildered Professor Burbage asked someone who had, by reputation of her students, been referred as "that bloody nutter hard arsed Yank" and "overbearing musclebound git" and then there was her personal favorite "fucking bastard". Strangely most of these comments were from certain members of Slytherin house and mostly from Draco Malfoy, but a few of the other students had made similar comments about the "differences" between their current Defense Against the Dark Arts instructor and his predecessors
And any comments made against Mr. Maximov where overshadowed by those made by the male students for his wife. In the short period of time that Brianna had been here at Hogwarts the southern belle that Professor Burbage was talking to had become the sole obsession of about 90% of the male staff, and now she was going to be seen as the absolute authority for all things dealing with sex for those students....well at least she won't have to worry about her students not showing up or falling asleep in class.
"I'm fine, I'm fine.....Brianna do you have any idea what you say sometimes?" Vlad asked his wife. it was now apparent that several students had not only taken an interest in the conversation, but also had developed very red cheeks and were doing everything in their power not to seem as if the professors' conversation was now at the forefront of their minds.
"Muffin I always know exactly what I am saying. Why do you think Dumbledore asked me to be his new 'sex-ed' teacher?" Brianna said as she leaned up against her husband.
"I have a pretty good idea." Vlad smiled while. "Our honeymoon is a good place to start." the daywalker's smug expression was one of complete and total arrogance
"I thought about it, but I can't get a TV to work here, and you can forget about bringing videotapes in because the same magnetic field that stops electronics from working also would erase the footage we took." Brianna pointed out while rubbing her leg against her husband's under the table.
"I don't think that particular video needs to be shown to anyone, especially not by anyone we know." Vlad now dreaded the image forming in his head of somehow someway that tape getting posted on the Internet for all to see...the lawsuits he would be charged with having to pay for people's therapy bills...the real perves calling night and day asking for sequels...talk about a nightmare.
"Don't worry about a thing honey, no one will ever get into that special stash. Not with an army of very dangerous and easily excited Pee-Bos protecting it."
The next logical question that Professor Burbage would ask would have been what the heck was a Pee-bo, but the more tenured professor only had a vague idea as to what a TV was and even less of an idea as to what a videotape was, she was once again forced to mentally consider that she didn't know that much about muggles or their "technology".
Now, why most of the students were doing everything in there power to ignore the rather embarrassing conversation at the head of the room, two of those gathered actually where doing there best to listen in on the conversation, especially with the mention of TV.
"Uh Harry did you just hear what I think I just heard." Hermione asked while trying not to look conspicuous.
"If you mean that Mrs. Maximov just mentioned the fact she has a recording of her honeymoon on tape and that she knows what a TV is, yes Hermione." Harry said as he tried to just seem as if he was enjoying breakfast.
"Uh mate what is a teve or a videoscape?" Ron asked, having no clue whatsoever and not knowing anyone else to ask.
"Muggle technology Ron. And it's TV which stands for television not teve. What it is is dirt common technology found in just about every muggle home. You ever see pictures that had people in a room with a large square box with a black screen on the front, may have dials or buttons on it?" Hermione asked
"I think so Hermione We didn't really get into appliances last year in Muggle studies."
"That box is a TV. Muggles watch programs on it for news and entertainment, also play games and such on it. And when muggles like something that's on TV they record it on what are called videotapes and use things called VCRs to play recorded programs on those tapes. Apparently the Maximovs recorded their honeymoon to watch it later...I don't even want to think of what may be on that tape." Hermione shivered.
Meanwhile, across the Atlantic Ocean, we find that a certain determinative genius by the name of Erwin "Pee Wee" Talon surrounded by his thugs, several of whom are charred bleeding, and look like there going to fall over any second.
"So this was what Brianna Diggers had all those bit bombs was protecting?" Pee Wee asked while holding the tape in his hands. "Doesn't look like much to me."
"Perhaps Lord Talon, but it must be of some importance if she was willing to go to so much trouble to protect it." Ionis said while tossing back a mess load of painkillers.
"Well lets just see what the trouble was about." The egotistical supergenious shrugged while he put the tape into the video player and hit the power button.
"So Lord Talon any thoughts as to what this may be?" Zelda asked, while covering her wounds with salves.
"Perhaps a recording of some lost civilization, or perhaps a new and powerful alien technology, or maybe even she has discovered the secret of lycan DNA." The pint-sized villain smiled crewely, lost in his own thoughts.
"Sir the video is beginning to start." Link smiled as she pointed to the monitor screen.
"Okay muffin are we sure that we're recoding?" A scantily clad lycanthropoid said to the person off screen. Strange, this wasn't a laboratory or some excavation site in the background; it looked like a...hotel room?
"Of course I'm sure that we're recording babe, and I've got to say that you're looking damn good." and unknown man's voice said in the background.
"I hope so, I want to remember this night forever." Brianna smiled making kissing motions to the one off screen
"Come on stop with the stupid side dialog and get on with the big secret. There must be something worth knowing on this tape." Talon said hunching over and folding his arms across his chest.
"Ah Lord Talon I don't think that this..."
"Silence Ionis. There must be some reason that they tape was so heavily protected." Pee Wee snapped at his stooge as he pressed the fast forward button which started it playing again right at....
"OH GOD VLAD! Thats soo good." Brianna said as....
"What the? This....this isn't a wondrous new discovery..." Pee Wee cried.
"Speak for yourself." Dashi thought to himself.
"What the hell is this? It's...its.." Pee Wee was screaming as he began to pull his hair out.
"So how are you enjoy your first night as Mrs. Maximov?" the man said, taking a brief reprieve from the heavier action.
"Loving it, Mr. Maximov." Brianna commented as the two made those insanely overtly cute couple talk.
"Brianna's honeymoon video." Dashi said as a cold shiver ran down the spines of all those gathered.
With blinding speed Pee Wee hit the stop and eject buttons and stool the tape out of the machine.
"Here take it, put it back...get it out of my sight..." Pee Wee cried to his minions. "I need to go take a shower for a while....I feel so....unclean." Pee Wee was visibly shivering as he slowly made his way to the bathroom, Dashi holding the videotape.
"Well now what? I don't feel like going back into that hornet's nest." the ninja commented.
"I say that we rewind it, watch it, then mail it back." Ionis said, going in the kitchen to get some popcorn.
Let us once more return to the halls of Hogwarts and the trio of students who can't seem to stay away from trouble, or better said can't stop but attract trouble like a magnet.
"Okay so maybe wizards across the pond know more about muggle things that the wizards here do.?" Ron asked.
"Ron, wand magic affects all electronic devices regardless of where you are. No something else is going on here and we need to find out what." Hermione said. "And if house elves can't get it, then we'll just have to do it ourselves."
At this time fate decided once more to take the young Mrs. Granger up on her word. Instantly the familiar form of Dobby, the loyal and kindhearted house elf, made himself known to the teenagers that were his first real friends.
"Dobby? What are you doing here?" Harry asked as he moved around to face his "spy".
"Harry Potter, Dobby has been watching Professor Maximov as Harry Potter ask, but Dobby couldn't find anything that Harry Potter would want to know. Dobby really tried, tried hard, but couldn't find anything...but now Dobby has a message for Harry Potter form Dumbledore" the house elf continued.
"Well go on Dobby tell us." Ron said as he continued to enjoy his breakfast.
"Dumbledore wants Harry Potter and Harry's friends to go to Headmaster's office, needs to have Harry and friends meet him as soon as possible."
"Well at least now we may be getting some answers." Harry thought as the screen when black.
The full moon's creamy light was just breaking over the dark cloudy sky. Under most circumstances it would be a hopeful time for romantic couples, but for one cursed man the sight of the illuminated orb was the ultimate nightmare. One R.J. Lupin was sighing as he closed the door to his home as he headed back to the special inner sanctum where his potion was waiting for him. The concoction that would give him the limited control to let him curl up into a ball and whimper all night long; not the best life on earth but at least he wasn't going to kill anyone. The unkempt hair around the one-time professor was beginning to grow revealing his second nature.
The goblet was quickly picked up and its contents upended without a second thought as he did every month, and in that moment revealed the deadly and foolhardy mistake. The moment that the liquid touched his lips, something felt off...as if...
"Well finally. I thought that you would never show-up." a voice said in the blackness. "I would say that it is nice to actually meet you, but that would be lying."
Lupin's eyes were blurring all the while, caught half-way between focusing in human form and trying to adjust to his hybrid's eyes altered design. As the image was far from perfect, the werewolf couldn't believe that there was actually a petite rat-like woman with...was that....yes a tail and covered in fur.
"You likely don't understand what's going on, so I'll be brief." The woman smirked. "Your potion? I dumped it and replaced it with a mind control formula and a certain super-burst for your secondary lycanthropy. Now soon you will be a completely wild animal with one thing on your mind: Kill the news Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher at your old school."
"I will...never...kill for you...or anyone else." Lupin was barely able to force out of his mouth. His humanity was rapidly being taken over by the wolven nature within.
"Sorry but you really don't have a fucking choice." The rat-woman said. "None of us really do sad to say." For a moment it seemed as if this assassin was said...repentant almost. "I am sorry about this Mr. Lupin but it is necessary." She turned her back to Lupin and seemed to shrink while doing so.
"Who? Who are you?" Lupin asked, his humanity on the last tittering edges of sanity.
"Lydia...Lydia McKracken The ratwoman then just seemed to disappear.
Lupin's body was on fire as a thick coat of gray fur spread across his arms and legs. His breath was rapid and labored as his body began to expand, ripping apart his cloths. Lupin's face hurt like crazy as the bones began to grow and expand from that of a human head into a wolf's muzzle. The tips of Lupin's fingers felt like thorns were slicing them from the inside trying to get out. His jaws ached as sharp blade teeth tore his other teeth apart. Never before had a transformation felt this bad.
Lupin's human brain then completely disappeared as his eyes rolled back in his head. Standing erect, the rest of the terrible transformation took hold. Muscles exploded in size turning the normally lanky and weak Lupin into a massively powerful predator. The beast's breath was now deep and steady. Powerful nostrils expanded and contracted as the massive arms with clawed paws clenched and relaxed cyclically. The closed eye lids were no longer tightly held in pain, but rather just closed, calm and natural. The furry lids opened revealing the glowing yellow orbs of an emotionless, calculating, ruthless killing machine. One couldn't be completely sure, but it seemed as if the lips of the monster now had a cruel smirk bearing it's long canines.
"AAAUUOO!" The beast yelled as it exploded out onto the street with murder on it's mind.
At the same time that Lupin was forced into the form of a monster, we find that said new teacher was at the old Black house's door with Brianna and Brenda. The sharp night air was buffing the little werecheetah as she tightly huddled herself inside her fluffy pink coat.
"It's okay Brenda, you'll be warmer in a second." Vlad said as he let his daughter cuddle at his leg under the daywalker's long cape.
"We all better be muffin." Brianna said as she kept her hands inside her tan leather flight jacket. "I've got papers to grade right now." she said, of course what she was thinking was "and this is seriously cutting into my nookie time here people and seeing Vlad act so fatherly is really turning me on."
Before their eyes the building seemed to...yes it was it was expanding laterally allowing the three standing outside to see an additional house slide into existence.
"Well that's kind of neat." Brianna blinked several times in a state of borderline amusement.
The dark windows of the extended section of house didn't reveal any evidence of occupation, but this was the right address and the right time...All the sudden the lights burst to life at the door jam. As soon as the lights came to life, the door opened and a stout red-headed woman came out and greeted them.
"Well come on now, don't just stand out in the cold now dears." her voice spoke her forceful spirit and experience as she waved them inside. "Dumbledore said that you were coming." The smile on her face was, although possibly pleasant, very troubled and Vlad could almost feel the level of dread now coursing through her body.
Brianna and Brenda could detect the same emotions, but that was from the pheromones that the middle-aged witch was pouring out into the air. For better or worse both of the Maximov women possessed the wide array of senses needed for A-class predators, and like all predators they can instantly tell the nature of those around them. This was troubling both of them, but Brenda more so due to her youthful innocence.
"Thank you very much Mrs...?" Vlad asked taking off his hat.
"Weasley my dear. Mrs. Weasely." the older red-head replied as she shut the door and locked it.
"Thank you. This is my lovely wife Brianna, and my adorable daughter Brenda, and I am V.G.K. Maximov." As the daywalker looked down at the matron, he could tell that she wasn't intimidated by him in the least, which impressed him.
Mrs. Weasely took one really good look at Vlad and figured him to be used to intimidating people, well she was one person who didn't get pushed around. Now the man's wife was something else entirely. The whole air of this American blond was as if someone had taken the worse traits of Tonks and Fleur and slammed them together...Really dressed in muggle wear of hiking boots, blue jeans, tan leather jacket with white undershirt and a cow-something hat? And no real woman had a body like hers, regardless of the words across her chest saying "Yes they're real" attesting to the contrary.
Brianna shook her head a few times after removing her hat. The speckled blond hair was tussled and full of static from the cold blowing air and being trapped under her hat for so long. The lycanthropoid groaned slightly as she knew that she would need to go find a mirror and comb it down or she would just keep playing with it for hours on end.
"Ah there isn't a bathroom or mirror around here is there?" the lycanthropoid asked sheepishly as she scratched the back of her head taking in all of the new environment.
"Ah yes down the hall on the right dear." Mrs. Weasley said pointing her hand along the poorly lit establishment and towards the left of the hall.
"Thank you very much." Brianna smiled. "Muffin I'll be right back in a moment." Brianna kissed Vlad on the side of his cheek made her way down the hall.
"Well then, why don't we go into the kitchen for a little snack while she's taking care of business shall we." Mrs. Weasely said as Brianna closed the door behind herself.
As the three of them were led down the narrow corridor, the little werecat with them was becoming increasingly more uncomfortable and edgy.
"Daddy how long is this going to take?" Brenda asked as she tugged at her father's leg. The little werecat's skin was beginning to become covered with spotted fur and a certain bulge was growing in the back of her pants, that would be her tail people get a life.
"It's okay kitten, you won't have to hide your hybrid form once Dumbledore gets here." Vlad whispered just low enough that a lycan could hear, but completely undetectable to human ears. He then rubbed his daughter's head and scratched behind her ears reassuring her.
"Now everyone else has already arrived, except for Dumbledore who said that he'd be here very soon." Mrs. Weasley said as she opened the door to the kitchen where an assembled group of people were sitting around arguing amongst themselves as to what the best course of action was to do.
"And I say what we need to do is invite whoever it is that is knocking off you-know-who's men like a bloody assassin." a twenty-some year old woman said, her hair changed from a violet color into a brilliant red similar to what Vlad's mother-in-law had ever since that rebreathing technique of hers took a few years off her age.
"And who's to say that whoever is doing this killing isn't an even greater foe that's trying to carve himself a territory just like the Dark Lord?" an old craggy looking man said with all the charm of a Drill Sargent. "We have concentrated so much energy and time on dealing with Death Eaters and their master that we completely overlooked the possibility that someone even more dangerous could be out their. Remember..."
"Constant vigilance, yes we know Moody" a middle-aged man said at the end of the hall. "But be realistic here we need every ally that we can get."
"We don't know what we are dealing here and you know it." the Moody person said while pointing harshly at the others. "And as much as I trust Dumbledore, I don't think that it is wise to do nothing with this new player in the game."
"Look I for one don't feel comfortable with something or one who goes around killing anyone, even if the target of all the killing is Death Eaters." This last comment came from a tall black man who looked like he could be one of Ace's brother.
"It is often said that 'the enemy of my enemy is my friend'." Vlad said, drawing the room's attention to himself.
"And who might you be?" the eldest of the group said, his warbling iridescent blue eye locking onto him like a hawk.
"I am Vlad Gabriel Kain Maximov, and as to your next likely question: I'm here because Dumbledore asked me to be here and bring my family."
Those in the room held their voices for several seconds as each of them formed their own opinions about the unknown guest into the most secure location for the Order of the Phoenix.
"And what exactly is it that Dumbledore thinks you can add to our cause?" the tall black man asked with a slight smirk.
"Besides the fact that we need every ally we can get that is."
"I am certain that you will find our guest to be a great ally against Voldemort and his forces, and add to our ranks much needed help." Dumbledore smiled as he apparated into the room, accompanied with Harry, Ron, and Hermione
"Forgive my tardiness, but I was delayed by...what is the muggle expression? Bureaucratic red tape I believe." Dumbledore said as he made a lowering motion with his hands.
"Uh daddy can I plleeasse change now?" Brenda begged her father while tugging at his leg.
"Wait for your mother Brenda." Vlad said whispering to his daughter.
Speaking of which...
"Sorry for keeping everyone waiting, so what did I miss?" a certain tall blond with speckled hair asked. If Vlad and Brenda had caused a few kinks shall we say in the flow of the network, Brianna caused a complete system crash.
With the exception of maybe two, all those assembled couldn't help but stare at the woman now entering the room.
"And who would you be miss?"
"Well Merlin's beard, Brianna Diggers what brings you all the way to England?" Arthur Weasely asked rising from his chair and shaking the girl's hand.
"Actually my husband is the new Defense Against the Darks Art's teacher at Hogwarts and so we...."
"Arthur, how is it that you know this woman." Mrs. Weasely asked, very upset that her husband was being so friendly with someone so...well unsorted.
"Dear this is one of Theodore Digger's daughters. You remember her from Egypt....when Ron lost his rat..."
"Ah yes the Aura mage you and Ronald met. So the two of you know each other then?"
"Not really; We only got a brief look at one another to be honest." Brianna said as she placed her hands at her hips. "Uh you okay Brenda?" Brianna asked as noticed her stepdaughter fighting.
"Can I please now change into my hybrid form? PPLLEEAASSEE?" Brenda begged her parents.
Brianna blinked a few seconds then looked at Vlad.
"We were waiting on you to help explain. Go ahead Brenda."
With that the petite blond girl grew a few inches as a spotted tail popped out of the bottom of her dress. The little girl's ears, which were pointed to begin with, became more conical in shape and developed both white patches of fur on the inside and black tips at the end that matched the one at the tip of her tail. Brenda's body became covered in a layer of spotted yellow fur that covered the outer portion of her limbs and all of the hair on her head. Her face became covered in white fur as well as developed two very distinct black stripes that crossed vertically over her eyes. In a moment Brenda had changed from a adorable, yet weak-looking young girl into a healthy looking, and taller, catgirl with the most reflective green eyes anyone there had seen.
"What manner of creature...." Mad Eye Moody asked himself as he was reaching for his wand. Vlad noticed this and his hand was at the handle of his pistol faster than a cat can blink. Brianna, not known for her self control when it comes to fire arms, had reacted even faster than her husband and was now holding a very large and very powerful looking assault rifle at Moody with her finger dangerously close to the trigger.
"No one calls my daughter a creature old fart." Brianna said. "Now unless you want to go boom I suggest that you get your hand as far away from your wand as you can and apologize this instant." Brianna's face had done a complete 180 in appearance. A moment ago she was smiling and genuinely happy to be where she was, now her eyes were predatory, gleaming, and her smile had turned into a very nasty looking sneer.
"I don't believe that force of arms will be required at this point Brianna." A very old and warm voice said, while Dumbledore placed his hand on the lycanthropoid's shoulder.
"Alaster I think that you owe Brenda here an apology, and Brianna I don't think that you or your family are in any danger so if you could please place that very intimidating weapon of yours back where you got it I think that we all would feel more comfortable."
"Very well Albus. Sorry for calling you a creature Brenda." Moody said as he made sure his hands were outside his jacket.
Brianna sighed as her index finger moved to the outside of the trigger area and her thumb switched the setting on her rifle to safe. To the amusement of those not familiar with weapon-space, it seemed as if the weapon just disappeared into nothingness as Brianna put it behind her back.
"Wicked trick Brianna." Fred and George said simultaneously.
"Would it be too much..."
"If you could teach us how to do that..."
"Just one devious mind to another." Fred and George asked while doing their best attempt at the pleading doe-eyes look.
"Maybe later guys, right now I think that we are owed an explanation for us being here." Brianna said, not letting her guard down in case someone here tries to harm Brenda again.
"And I for one would like to know why your daughter turned cat-like when she got here." asked Tonks, figuring that it was simple shape shifting ability that the child had similar to the nature of Tonk's hair.
For a moment Brenda retreated behind her father and mother's legs and wrapped her tail around herself.
Vlad and Brianna knelled down and placed their hands at Brenda's back.
"It's okay sweety no one's going to hurt you here. I'll make sure of it." Vlad said.
"Well okay if you say so daddy." Brenda smiled and looked at the staring faces f all those assembled. "Hello I'm Brenda Maximov, and I'm a werecheetah." to the assembled wizards, outside perhaps Dumbledore himself, this was an enormous shock.
"Young lady you mean to say that...that you are able to control your?" the tall dark skinned man said as he blinked several times. "I thought that only animagus could transform like that."
"Actually true lycanthropes can change our shape at any time between our human, hybrid, and animal forms...well depending on how much moon light we've been exposed too over a period of time." Brenda smiled.
"So your like a werewolf, except that instead of being part wolf your part..." Hermione asked, very interested in this new and unexpected information...okay so maybe it was also that Brenda was a much better looking catgirl that she had been. When Hermione had messed up on who's hair she took in order to spy on the Slytherin house during her second year she couldn't look herself in the mirror because of how dreadfully unnatural she appeared to be; fur, ears, and eyes of a cat after all. But Brenda here, who she had to admit did make for friendly company, looked right with a covering of fur and a tail.
"Cheetah, yep. Except that theirs only me and Auntie Brittany left since....." Brenda looked down at her feet for a moment.
"So there only two lycanthropes that can control their transformation left on earth?" Mad Eye Moody asked.
"Oh no." Brenda said while shaking her head. "There are many true werecats and werewolves alive today, but there are only two...almost three of us werecheetahs left now." At this point all the male members of the Order did a blink stop.
"Almost three?" was the simultaneous question.
"Let me guess." Mrs Weasley said looking at Brianna. "Your sister's pregnant isn't she?"
"Bingo." Brianna smirked.
"Wait you mean that you can be a were...whatever from birth?"
"All true lycans are born with their condition." Brianna said smiling.
"But what about those who are bitten?" Harry asked as he thought back to Professor Lupin.
Similar thoughts were being considered by a certain Nyphmadora Tonks, who after seeing how adorable Brenda looked wouldn't mind having a few werewolf cubs, not to mention how nice cuddling next to a certain werewolf would be nice in bed.....provided that there was someway that her beloved Lupin could get over his cute shyness and just take her for his mate.
Anyway....
"Unfortunately my student when any lycanthrope bites someone that person becomes a secondary, or false lycanthrope, and if bitten from a true lycan the poor victim becomes the thrall of their master." Vlad said as he placed his hand on Brenda's shoulder.
"Thrall? What's that servant or something" Ron asked while scratching the back of his head.
"A better interpretation would be slave. Caught between humanity and an inner beast which they can't possibly control. When that happens those like myself are sent in to free their souls from the torment of an inescapable living nightmare."
"Wait a second Professor, another one of our Defense Against the Dark Arts instructors became a werewolf because of a bite and he took a potion to control himself when he had to change." Harry said very enraged at the notion of having to kill people, regardless of the reason.
"He likely wasn't turned by a true lycan, which having met Jetta and her family I'd say that no true werewolf, or any other lycanthrope for that matter, bites people anymore." Brianna said with her finger at her chin.
"Who is this Jetta my dear?" Dumbledore asked.
"Oh she's the Alpha of the Werewolf clan, really nice lady and sort of friend of the family. She, her husband, and her two kids live with the rest of the remaining werewolves in Ireland." Brianna.
"So you're saying that because Lupin wasn't turned by a 'true lycan' he isn't a slave to whoever bit him?" Hermione asked.
"Ms Granger you are one very bright young lady." Brianna smiled. "Have you ever thought about going into a doctorate program?"
"Perhaps in the future, but at this point I'm more concerned with surviving the inevitable battle between us and You-know-who. Which is why I would guess that our new Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor is a professional monster hunter?"
"Indeed Ms Granger, but to call our new Professor merely a monster hunter would be a grave understatement." Dumbledore said as he pulled out aver old, dull brown scroll from the inside of his robes. The parchment was obviously ancient and had such a delicate appearance that it seemed that at any moment it would disintegrate in the Headmaster's hands. A bright crimson ribbon held the scroll rolled up with a very old wax stamped seal.
"I, Headmaster Albus Percival Brian Dumbledore do hereby request that you Vlad Gabriel Kain Maximov, operative first class, professional monster hunter, and holder of the rank of Master Knight of the Holy Order, to officially aide the Order of the Phoenix in the task of defeating the Dark Lord Voldemort. I request this aid under the rules and regulations of the pact between Merlin and the Archbishop of Canterbury." The old wizard said as he held the scroll out towards the daywalker.
"And I, Vlad Gabriel Kain Maximov, do hereby extend my aid to the Order of the Phoenix as an sanctioned organization for the purpose of battling evil as identified in the Pact, and under orders from the Knights of the Holy Order." Vlad extended his hand and took the aged scroll from Dumbledore's hands. "Brianna put this in weapon's space and don't take it out until my mission is done here."
"Okay what the dander just happened?" Tonks asked, confused as just about everyone else in the the room.
"My dear Ms. Tonks what you have just witness is a desperate man's cry for help being answered." Dumbledore smiled. "But to more precise, you have just witness is part of an ancient and almost forgotten agreement, one which has formed the basis of all wizard kind for the past milina. The scroll you just saw is the original written version of the Pact of Merlin and the Archbishop of Canterbury made many centuries ago, long before even our school's founders were born."
"Merlin and the Archbishop of Canterbury headmaster? That means that you're talking about...but that means...." Hermione stated as the pieces of the puzzle fit together in her mind.
"What the bloody dander is Ms. Granger going on about Albus?" the old, and craggy Moody said.
"It was a time before time my friend, long ago in the depths of antiquity; an age of swords and fear." the image shimmers as mist fills the viewer's field.
As the image clears we see a foggy covered field at the edge of a forest, people screaming at the top of their lungs as two armies clash with sword and shield in pitched battle. Blood flows as rivers of crimson, drenching the soil, cries of pain and insane rage ravage the area.
"There was a time, as all to often has happened in mankind's history, in which chaos and terror ruled our land. The true king of the muggles of the land had died, and had left no apparent heir." Dumbledore's voice said narrating the tale. "With no legitimate ruler to govern our lands, chaos and terror took hold of all mens' hearts as you would either be feared or be filled with fear. Lesser nobles, thirsting for power and glory, took arms against each other and waged untold battles for the most base and selfish of reasons."
Men lay dieing under others still killing, faces made with rage and covered in filth and blood. Once shinning and gleaming iron and steel of armor and blade now was dimmed as the offal and drying blood of foes. Flashing to and fro the viewer is shown screaming people running from the burning homes and towns, women and children fleeing for their lives as armed men chase them on foot and on horseback to do things of unspeakable evil upon them.
"In such madness all beings both muggle and magic alike were in constant fear of their lives. Ignorance had taken a hold on the minds of man, and it seemed as if the world was on the brink of annihilation."
A man was surrounded by a gang of thugs brandishing various swords and clubs as he was only armed with a simple wand.
"Well well, looks like we have ourselves a bloody wizard, oh don't hurt us with your magic great magician." The leader of the group jeered.
"Expleliomous!" the man cried out as one of the men was knocked back several feet. Seeing their comrade knocked back, the thugs rush the single wizard.
"Well blokes looks like we've got to teach this little 'wizard' some bloody respect say what?" a resounding cry of agreement made the wizard, now held fast and separated from his wand, fill with dread.
"Cut him."
"Screwer him."
"Slice him to bits."
"In a world drunk on blood and violence, once wizard made a desperate and courageous choice." Dumbledore said.
"LEAVE HIM BE!!!" A great and terrible voice resounded as the group of thugs found themselves lifted up and thrown about, letting the wizard go in peace. Stand there before the recovering young man, was a tall bearded man with a long staff and brightly gleaming robes. "Such madness shall not be allowed to continue."
"Merlin....you're Merlin the most powerful wizard of all." the face of the man who so soon was looking at death, was now filled with joy as his rescuer stood between him and the recovering villains.
"Merlin, run for it boys, run." the group's leader now ran for the hills, followed by his men.
"Anarchy rules now, such is always the price of living in ignorance and fear." Merlin said as his aged face filled with rage. "Men are now as animals, both muggle and wizards alike."
"What shall we do great sir? With no order or way of banding together, we can do nothing."
"Nothing? Perhaps it is true that no one person alone can do anything without the right of authority to rule justly....but I know a way that order and reason can once more rule man...but magic is now seen as all evil, demonic...Such should not be."
"What do you mean sir?"
"There was a time in which magic was seen as a gift from God himself...and so it would seem to bring order into the world it once more shall be seen as such. Tell me young wizard, what is your name?"
"There are those that call me...Tim." He haphazardly smiled.
"With no governing body of state to plead his case, Merlin made his way to the only place that could possibly lead the people and there plead his case." Dumbledore said as the scene shifted once more and appears in the walkways and halls of a church.
"I am telling you that these riots and famine cannot continue Archbishop, how can we possibly survive through this...I fear that God has abandoned us."
"Have faith good friar. God never abandons His people, not when He was so willing to allow His only Son to willingly die for our sins...but I must say that we need do seem, and likely do, need a miracle."
"And a miracle I offer good sir." an aged man appeared before them in a flash of light, accompanied by a young aide. "Hold your fears I mean no harm. I am Merlin, the great and powerful."
The Archbishop showed no outward sign of surprise, clutching his cross tightly in hand.
"Tell me wizard, how can one as yourself create a miracle, but summoning the black powers of Satan perhaps?"
"Superstition and ignorance has shrouded all of man's minds. Such ignorance fear feeds on. I summon no powers of evil nor Hell, but rather follow the line of King Solomon's teachers, and from them to the Magi who saw our Savior for what He was. Do you think that I am not welcomed here in this house? If I were demon I couldn't even set foot here."
"Your words hold truth wizard, so what to you offer that could possibly help to end this madness?" the Archbishop agreed, desperately perhaps though.
"I propose peace between our worlds and a test that would signify this accord, for it is not just your world...the muggle world as we wizards call it, but our own world that is in danger of annihilation. Separate we will fall, but if we live in peace perhaps there is a way..."
"And how shall we make this peace, and what challenge shall we make, and how are we to know if the Lord agrees with our pact?" Merlin led the Archbishop and his attendants to an open court way in the middle of a street.
"I can sense that we are to meet here, for what we must see, but I know it is here and now that we shall either be show the way for new order and peace, or mutually destroyed by the all consuming madness we live in."
Dark clouds now covered the land, the depressing and dreary atmosphere fell upon each persons' soul in the area like a heavy cape drenched in blackness...when all the sudden a opening formed in the clouds as...
"Your holiness look..." the friar said as a beam of purest light cascaded down onto the square.
"Merlin do you see?"
"I do Tim, that I do."
There formed upon the square the challenge, from God himself there was now a sword held tightly in an anvil set upon a stone. And upon that stone, in letters of gold were written these words
"Who so pulleth out this sword of this stone and anvil is right wise king born of England." (1)
Once more we return to the traditional home of the Black house.
"Isn't that the story of..." Harry Potter blinked for several seconds.
"How the Sword in the Stone became the challenge for King Arthur to prove himself as king, many years after the agreement of course." Dumbledore smiled as he let the facts sink into the heads of those in the room. "It was agreed that no direct interference from either side would occur, unless actual demonic forces were raised upon the world. In such times of need a special brand of knights were formed. Headed in Rome, the Knights of the Holy Order have been responsible for protecting the world from darkness so ancient that the rest of the world has forgotten it."
"Of which I am a member, and I was sent here to see if Voldemort had reached the point that the calling in of more knights was needed." Vlad said as he smiled at his students.
"Wicked." The Weasley twins smiled.
"Wait, you're telling me that there is an army of warriors that sole purpose is to fight dark wizards, and you didn't call on them when Voldemort first tried to take over the world? Why?" Harry asked.
"Harry, the Knights can only be called when actual proof existed that Voldemort or his minions summoned a demon or made a deal with the Devil. It was only shortly before the start of the semester that Dumbledore here was able to produce such proof in the form of a Horicuix."
"So you're some sort of specialist then?" Moody made his way towards Vlad. "Tell me, what are you going to do then just make a report back to your superiors on the situation, or are actually going to do something about the dark lord." Moody was staring Vlad right in the eyes.
Not taking this challenge lightly, Vlad stood nearly toe to toe with Moody and stared down at him. "If you are questioning my intentions here let me make things crystal clear to you 'Mad Eye'... I haven't been sitting on my ass when it comes to dealing with your so called "Dark Lord". I have been, since the moment I set foot on this island, personally dealt with a number of the pathetic lackies that make up the ranks of Voldemort's army." Vlad's eyes were now glowing the same reflective blue they had when he had heard that Brianna was hurt.
"Okay break it up, ten yard penalty. BREAK IT UP!" Brianna said forcing her way between the two hard asses. "If the two of you want to fight, do it somewhere else." The lyanthropoid said pushing hard against the two antagonists.
"Very well then, we'll finish this discussion later." Moody said getting back into his seat.
"Dear what's going on?" Vlad asked his wife. "Usually you don't interferer in my 'debates'."
"You can 'debate' with your predecessor later, we are trying to make friends here." Brianna pointed out.
"Okay let's see if I've got all this. You're a knight, she's a werecheetah, and you're a...." Ron asked, very confused at the situation.
"What?" Brianna asked.
"Well sorry, just though that there would be something....I don't know....special that you would like to point out about yourself."
"Well actually I'm sort of half-werecheetah, ask me later long story, and I happen to be the youngest person to get a PhD. Also I happen to hold the record for the longest time ever to..."
"Brianna I don't think nows the appropriate time to tell them that one." The daywalker groaned.
"Well Dumbledore I must say that your newest Professors are certainly the most interesting people that you've had on staff in a while." Shacklebolt chuckled.
"I am afraid that I can not argue with that assessment."
"Well that most of the business is taken care of, would anyone care for some refreshments?" Ms. Weasely asked as she smiled at Brenda.
"Yes please, got any cookies?" Brenda asked as she followed the middle aged red head to the kitchen.
"AAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIII!!!" a woman cried outside.
"Sorry I won't be staying for snacks but right now I've got to go." Vlad said rushing to the door.
"Professor what are you doing?" Tonks asked as she and a few others grabbed for their wands.
"My job." Vlad burst through the door way and out onto the street with his pistols drawn.
"What is going on? Where is that woman who..." Moody asked aiming his wand.
Vlad's super hearing picked up the very slight sound of movement....
"There." Vlad looked up at the room and tried to get a bead on the attacker. "Too far to be able to shoot." was his thought before he knelt down for a second before leaping from the ground and onto the roof of the five story building. "Let her go now!" Vlad said as he aimed his pistols at the things back.
"RAAAAAR!" The beast bellowed as it turned and faced our hero, the woman held in one of its massive hands.
"I said let her go." Vlad fired a well aimed shot at the beast's shoulder, with almost instantaneous results.
"RAAARAR!" It bellowed in pain as the silver bullet went clean through one side and out the other, burning like fire all the way.
"AAAAAHHHH!" The bystandard said as she fell towards the earth below.
"Going down." Vlad said holstering his sidearms and leaping over the side of the building, grabbing the woman on the way down.
"AAAAAAA!!!!" she cried as Vlad twisted around and let his cape open into a pair of bat-like wings and gently gliding to the ground below.
"What did you just..." Shacklebolt asked as Vlad handed him the girl.
"Never mind me, take care of her."
"What is that thing?" Brianna asked as she appeared next to her husband dressed in a very tight looking battle armor and brandishing two very dangerous plasma rifles.
"Something that I thought was extinct for one hundred years...a Transilvanian Lupus werewolf." Vlad said, never keeping his eyes off the beast, who seemed to have recovered from his gunshot and was looking at Vlad with murderous rage.
"Brianna get everyone inside and make sure that thing doesn't get through the door."
"While you go out and play 'monster slayer'? Just promise me that you'll come back in one piece" Brianna asked as she kissed her husband on the lips.
"I always will." Vlad said as he pulled out his pistols.
"Professor we need to contain that thing before it kills anyone." Moody said as the beast leapt from the rooftop and onto the ground.
"Worse, we have to kill it before he kills anyone. It's a Transilvanian Lupus and they don't change back once cursed." Vlad said as the monster got within range for him to make the kill shot. "Come on you flea bitten overgrown throw rug, come and get it."
"Professor Maximov what's going on here." Harry asked as he pushed his way through to the front of the battle.
"Harry get out of here now!" Vlad said pushing turning his head for a moment, giving the werewolf his chance to strike.
Lunging with fantastic speed, the monster tore towards the daywalker now pushing Harry away. Closing too fast to draw upon his target, Vlad quickly spun around and caught the beast's jaw with a roundhouse kick. The superhuman speed and power behind the blown sent the lycanthrope flying and he crashed into a street lamp, leaving him momentarily stunned.
"Harry get back inside now damn it." Vlad said as his foe began to get back up.
Roaring with inhuman fury, the beast once more pressed forward the attack. Moving with beastly speed, the monster dodged bolt after bolt of magic coming from Tonks, Shacklebolt, and Moody.
"Alright time to put you out of your misery." Vlad aimed again, drawing a bead on the monster's heart.
"Professor stop, don't do it." Harry tried to tackle Vlad right as he pulled the trigger, causing the shot to glance the beast's side and igniting it's flesh on contact. With so much momentum behind him, the werewolf careened into the side of a building and roared with pain as the silver inflicted wound burned him like hellfire.
"What the hell is wrong with you." Vlad and Harry asked each other simultaneously.
"Harry listen to me that thing is a monster, and will kill everyone it comes in contact with until it's put out of it's misery."
"You can't just kill him. You're own bloody daughter is...."
"BRENDA IS A TRUE LYCAN IS THAT CLEAR!" Vlad roared with fury. "That man is cursed, and not just cursed he's a Translvanian Lupus and won't turn back when the sun comes up. I have to do this Harry." Vlad aimed his pistol again, and pointed it straight at the thing's heart.
"arry.....arry..." The beast moaned as it saw the young teenager behind his opponent.
"It can't be...stop you can't kill this man." Harry said as he stood right in the path of Vlad's gun.
"Harry I don't want to, I have to...."
"It's Professor Lupin okay....he's my friend I can't .....isn't' there something you can do....please?" Harry cried as he pleaded his teacher for help.
"I....may be able to help, but...get down." Lost once more in the curse that was now consuming him, Professor Lupin lunged with claws and teeth at Vlad and Harry. Moving faster than the werewolf anticipated, Vlad ducked down and covered Harry as the best went overhead.
"Harry regardless what happens run. Got it?"
"What about."
"Don't ask questions just run for it." Vlad said as the giant fur ball rolled back into an attack position. "Alright lets see if I can get you out of the madness Lupin, I don't want to kill you."
The beast seemed to once more become only animal as it didn't respond to words, but charged with full force at Professor Maximov. The monster seemed as if he was going to rip the daywalker limb from limb, only to overshoot his prey once more. Vlad was able to move fast enough to go under the werewolf and instantly came back up with a devastating spinning uppercut that knocked the werewolf's muffle upward. Taking the instant of weakness, Vlad came back with a powerful jab that caught Lupin in the collar bone, shattering it.
Lupin was able to heal the broken bone, but Vlad was ready. Red symbols and runes once more glowed on his black clothing. Lupin towered over the daywalker and sharply pulled his arms into a defensive position as his already sharp claws quickly extended ever further.
"You ready for this? Time to bust a wolf." Vlad said cleared the distance between himself and the werewolf in a flash with a devastating punch and rammed hard into Lupin's chest, causing him immense pain. Lupin roared as he came down hard with his claws, tearing holes in Vlad's vest and chest.
"AAH SON OF A BITCH!" Vlad cried as he felt the stinging pain in his flesh. Not stopping to catch his breath, Vlad jumped up with blinding speed flipping backwards in a somersault attack, hitting Lupin hard in the head.
Momentarily stunned, Vlad was able to quickly unleash a series of blinding punches to Lupin's sternum. In retaliation, Lupin came across hard and fast to Vlad's face, intent on taking his opponent's head off. Too fast to be hit, Vlad leapt into the air to dodge the attack. If he was a faction of a second faster he would have evaded the werewolf, but Lupin was able to grab hold of Vlad's leg and proceeded to toss him across the street and through a lamppost and into a brick wall.
"What is that bloody Yank doing?" Moody asked as he watched the fight, unable to get a clear shot.
"He said he's got plan, who am I to doubt him?" Harry said.
"Brianna I don't know if your husband is one of the bravest men alive, or one of the most damn foolhardy." Tonks said as she leaned over to the taller, and more built woman.
"He's both, but that's the man I married for you." Briana smiled as Vlad barely was able to get out of the way of Lupin driving his fist into the pavement.
Seeing his opportunity, Vlad gabbed Lupin around the neck and held him in as best a choke hold as he could with his left arm. Lupin struggled, bucking several seconds to get the man off his back and into a better position to attack. Vlad maneuvered his right hand behind his back as he grabbed his right shoulder with his left hand in a desperate attempt to hold on.
"Alright Lupin, start praying that this works." Vlad said as he pulled metallic cylander from under his cape and squeezed hard on it causing three long and very sharp needles to jut out of the end. As fast and as hard as he could, Vlad jabbed hard into Lupin's side.
"RRAAAAAA!!!" Lupin bellowed as he felt the needles explode into his side and the fluid flow into him like a river in his chest. Lupin twisted and turned like mad and was able to toss the agitator off his back and sent Vlad rolling onto the street. Lupin was staggering for a moment as the wound at his side was healing fast.
"Alright Lupin I know you're in there. Fight it." Vlad said as the beast seemed to stagger.
"RAAAR!" the beast attacked again, razor sharp teeth gleaming with saliva now coming down in bucket loads. Vlad jumped up and spun around in with his fists extended, smacking Lupin to the ground.
"Oh come on become human already." Vlad cried as he began smacking Lupin in the head repeatedly. In retaliation, Lupin came down hard on Vlad's head and sliced into his face, then backhanded him once more into a building.
"Vlad get up. You haven't been in this bad shape since Mumsey Brigard tried to tell you how to run your life. It took you a week to recover and she was out for a week and a half after that fight." Raziel said from within the Soul Reaver.
"Don't remind me." Vlad said as the damage on his face was healing. Vlad picked himself up and popped his neck and knuckles. "Alright I've had just about enough of this bullshit." Vlad stumbled back into the fray.
"How can he take so much damage...he can't be human..." Tonks said in astonishment
"He's not, but neither is the one you love is he?" Brianna said as it pained her to see he husband, who hated to show any weakness in himself, now was obviously showing that he was on his last legs.
Vlad took a running leap and caught Lupin around the neck under the crux of his arm, slamming the werewolf hard onto the ground. Vlad then began to slam his fists into Lupin's chest with such force that the pavement was shattering with each blow. Lupin was feeling it now, same with Vlad. Inhuman regenerations can only go so far until the body runs out of juice, fortunately it was Lupin who ran out first. Pushed beyond the capacity of his body to heal, and given a heavy dose of whatever was in the vial, the beast closed his eyes as the awesome might and body of a werewolf shrank and regressed into the form of a skinny and hurting man.
"Did it, fucking did it." Vlad smiled as he stood up, and nearly fell on his back.
"Muffin!" Brianna cried, catching Vlad before he made contact with pavement. "Oh muffin you look like hell." Brianna said as she ran her finders through his blood, sweat, and other gunky things covered hair.
"I think it's worth it, don't you?" Brianna had to pick his head up a little to kiss him as she smiled.
"No question. So is he human now?" Brianna smiled as she helped her husband to his feet and got him into the house.
"Should be, but that 'cure' was untested. What really bothers me is that Transilvanian Lupus were bred by Count Dracula centuries ago and have been whipped out for over a hundred years. I hate to think of what would happen if a monster like that was unleashed again." Vlad said as he sat down at the table.
"Lupin are you...you again love?" Tonks asked as she and Shacklebolt cared the bleeding and nearly unconscious man inside.
"Tonks I...I think so....I...." Lupin just passed out and rested his head on Tonk's shoulder.
"I love you Lupin." Tonks said kissing the older man's nose.
Deep in Lupin's mind we hear that line echo through a vast darkness, resounded through what seems an empty void until....
"I love you Lupin...love you Lupin....Lupin"
Yellow reflective eyes open as the outline of a wolf's muzzle appears...
"Lupin...love...protect....Tonks....finally in control....AAAARROOOOOO!!!!!" The mental image is two fold in the inky blackness of the unconscious mind...a sniveling beast chained down by heavy irons, weak and pathetic it can barely move, and overhead the massive form of a hybridized gray werewolf....his head, a wolf's, strong and filled with sharp teeth, his body like a solid chunk of muscle with razor-sharp talons at his toes and feet, and his tail...it was fluffy and grew with a white tip. "I am R....I am....a werewolf."
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"Wow, Rep is making longer and longer chapters from now on." Shildy said blinking several times. "Hope Tonks likes her boyfriend's new look."
"Hey Shildy how's it going." Agent Reptile said as he walked on screen.
"Oh every thing's going great. Rabby should be back soon, and you have to take care of the author's notes."
"Right right, any way (1) is, as you may know, from the book and movie Sword in the Stone whereas I had based the Pact of Merlin and the Archbishop from Le Morte de Arthur. Well I like Disney movies okay, deal with it."
"Hey Rep how's it going." A certain redheaded weretigeress asked as she held a rifle on her back.
"Oh fine Rabby, how was the targeting range today?"
"It was okay, got the scope adjusted so I can use this in either form...wow that was one long chapter."
"Tell me about it. In any case please be kind enough to review this because I really would like to know how I'm doing here."
"Well come on Rep time for dinner." Shildy smiled as she began to drag the man in green and black off screen with Cabby's help. "For some reason I want to watch a particular movie tonight."
"Oh?"
"Yea, its about this blond guy people all seem to call Wart, know the one?" Shildy asked.
"Oh I know the one you mean...sounds like a great idea to me." Rabby smiled as the screen went black.