Rodriquez was extremely pale. he was pushed forward by two men. In the middle of the room was a chair, they roughly pushed him onto it and fastened his feet and arms with straps that were on the chair.

As soon as he was strapped down. The judge took his seat again. He took a deep breath and opened the folder the guard gave him. He read it a while and closed it.

"Eric Rodriquez, born at January, 21, 1971. You are being accused for; starting a war with magical creatures only out of your own hate towards them, restarting a criminal organization, blackmailing the U.S president so you could achieve all this and a list of other crimes that is so long that we wouldn't be done next week if we named them all. How do you plead?"

Eric smiled weakly puffing out his chest. "Guilty as charged."

The judge raised an eyebrow as he turned to the folder again. "Disappointing, mister Rodriquez. I would thought after such crimes you would show at least a hint of regret. Well… it makes the next thing even easier."

The door opened slightly and a woman walked in with a little boy roughly five years old. She joined Spud and the rest.

"What did I miss?" She whispered.

"Nothing you came just at the right moment. How did it went on the isle?" Spud whispered back.

"Not now, I'll tell you later."

A man rose from his seat a small metal suitcase in his hands. He took a table and placed it next to Rodriquez. As he placed the suitcase on the table he took out two latex gloves and a syringe. He tapped the glass and made sure the air bubbles were out of the substance in it.

"Eric Rodriquez because of your crimes against both human and magical world. A death penalty isn't enough nor is a lifetime sentence in jail. The latter only gives you time to plan your escape. We unanimously decided that the solution inside the syringe doctor von Gotten is carrying, will be used as your punishment. We also decided that if you want we can explain you first what it does."

"You don't scare me." Eric laughed nervously. "I am trained to resist torture or anything else you throw at me."

"Very well, you don't have to worry the solution will take away your ability to feel, so we can't torture you. it takes away your ability to hear, so we can't call you names. It takes away your ability to see, so we can't point at you. It will take everything away that connects you to the outside world." The judge paused. "You will be trapped in your own body. Having time to rethink your actions, the rest of your life. Court dismissed."

The judge slammed his hammer on the wooden desk and Eric struggled as the doctor started to inject him with the needle. The struggle subsided as the doctor retracted the needle. The two men that brought him in pulled the limp body out of the chair and placed it in a wheelchair. Slowly they pushed him out of the room.

After the group was outside Spud, stretched himself. "Serves him well." He turned to Rose. "what's the news."

Rose motioned the rest to sit down at the stairs of the building. She took a deep breath.

"They have found two bodies. Mortis is still functional for some reason."

"Who?" Carter asked.

"Ace and Chang."

"What about Jake?"

Rose shook her head.

"Mommy can I go play with that boy over there?" The boy in Rose's arm asked.

Rose nodded. "Okay, John stay close okay." The boy nodded as Rose put him down.

"So are they still searching?"

"We have used ogres, werewolves and other magical creatures. They didn't even picked up the faintest smell of Jake. He just disappeared."

"The kid is a die-hard, something tells me we haven't seen the last of him." Carter said.

XXX

Several hours after the attack on Draco.

A piece of rubble moved and was pushed away. Out of the large heap a claw came out a body followed after it. the person climbed out of the rubble and looked down into the heap.

He shook his head. "Why won't I just die."

"You have gotten another chance." A weak and hoarse voice sounded. "Use it."

The person nodded as he got on his feet. "I'll get you out of there."

"Too late."

The man nodded again as he turned, it took him awhile to reach the hangars. Miraculously there was an aircraft undamaged. He walked to it a damaged holo-column sprouted to life.

"I thought you were death?" The hologram asked.

"The same counts for you."

"You're not Huntsclan that was an order that only works successfully when given by the highest in rank. Now you only deleted my extra information."

The man grumbled as he moved into the aircraft a minute later the engines started to rumble and it flew away.

End of story.

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