RWBY: Foresworn
Chapter V: A lovely day for a brawl
Neville had sat down with a very chocolate decadent death sundae thing; a monstrosity filled with chocolate that even he wouldn't catch Harry eating; without splitting with Coco.
Neville chuckled as he thought back on NIKL and HAND. "Isabella is back in Atlas…probably, Lava is most likely at home and Kobi…Kobi, I wouldn't put it by him to hook up with what's left of Team HAND. Damania's probably leading them with a steel rod. HAND had no self-respect to shorthand a colour so they're probably running round as Team DANK or something…I just hope…"
"Neville!" A voice to his left called. Neville turned to see Dean and Seamus Finnegan.
"Gentlemen, looking good." Neville called out in greeting, slowly getting out of his seat. His wand in his pocket, and his hammer was in his jacket pocket; Dumbledore had been threatened and then forced to make a choice in order to spare a life in return for knowledge. The knowledge was how to magically shrink and restore dangerous complex devices for combat. In essence make his Hammer/Jetpack booster thing work in magical areas, and allow it to remain working. Neville was working a switching/storing spell to allow him to armour up quickly.
Dean and Seamus were dumbstruck "Nev, what have you been eating? What's the secret dude?"
"A change of pace, a year out of magic, good food, exercise, sinful company oh and saving the world." It wasn't exactly untrue, but the magic not so much. Neville would later find that with his aura unlocked it had merged with his magical core. Aura and Magic were similar to one another, both of them came from the soul although Magic also stemmed from another sort of energy. Anyway; Neville and Harry had large amounts of magical reserves and aura levels allowing them to do exceptionally powerful stunts, coupled with the ability to synchronise their aura and magic together had left the pair with a payload of dirty tricks.
"And a girl, Neville you dog…Where's Harry?"
"Woman technically; she's awesome. Anyway, Harry should be around here somewhere; if he's not all control of his senses." As Dean and Seamus were about to comment, screaming was heard and accented by the sound of apparation and the incantations of various curses.
"Harry's going to be going off his nut if this is happening inside the Ministry. Sonorous! ALL DA! PAIR UP, FIGHT BACK AND GIVE THESE PRICKS A GOOD THRASHING!" Neville boomed as he pulled out his hammer, enlarged it to normal size and inserted his wand into it.
Dean and Seamus watched as Neville, brought the hammer crashing down. They watched as energy rushed through the ground and exploded beneath the Death Eaters sending four of them flying. "We've got some kids with spirit."
"Kids, with spirit this." Dean snarled as he launched a flurry of bludgeoning spells in combination with Seamus's blasting ones.
Neville grinned and casually summoned a shield; one that seemed to easily ripple into existence. Any of the incoming spells that weren't off dark enough quality splashed off the shield. "Nev, how the hell…"
"I've become a shield and Harry the berserker. Now we're here under contract to tidy the wizarding world up…"
(Remnant)
Kobi and the remains of Team AND were setting up camp "Please explain to me why we're Team DANK, instead of something much cooler like…"
"Because Lord Demented Explosion, you're the fourth man and Damania has always been the brains behind HAND. Thus, Team DANK, it leaves no unanswered questions about our Team Leader." Adam retorted.
"Damania, led team HAND?"
"Yup, Harry put it 'I'm good at improv and hitting things…The finer points of Leadership…not so much'." Nanuuk commented.
"You always take pot-shots at your Team Leader when he's not around."
"No, we say them to his face…Nine times out of ten he'll agree…Anyway, Damania, where are we headed?"
Damania looked at her team "I, We, want to head to Menagerie; we have family to appraise there. Then we'll follow the Hazard Procedure, where we get transport and head to Mistral. Team RWBY and JNPR are headed that way and you do not get in Harry's way when it comes to bailing out family and families."
"How do you think he's coping with his solo mission?"
"He'll be fine, same will Neville."
(Diagon Alley)
At that particular point in time, Neville ignited his hammer and used the engine hammer to propel an earth dust enhanced hammerhead in to the back of the knee of a Mountain Troll. The bone, ligaments and tendons disintegrated as the hammer crashed in from the outside of the knee.
The Troll roared in pain as the leg went out from under it. It teetered, tottered before collapsing backwards, rocking the ground and causing a minor earthquake as it impacted with solid cobbles. Neville, stalked forwards, shirt caked in sweat and with shaking shoulders raised the hammer, it began to crackle with lightning dust and it descended with a sickening thud.
The brain and skull splattered across the ground and some splashed back onto Neville himself. He was vaguely aware of the combat spilling out across the sprawling mass of Diagon Alley. He remembered seeing Dean and Seamus take cover behind an upturned stall and were throwing indiscriminate minor elemental spells of increasing lethality across the plaza.
He saw a few of the Weasley's dogpile a group of Death Eaters. All he knew was that the Aurors weren't around and as things were looking rather grim as Bellatrix Lestrange and one of the Lestrange brothers was about, the doors of the Ministry entrance burst open.
Aurors and Hitwizards appeared at the top of the steps. Amongst them, at least to Luna and Ginny, who were fighting at the steps of the Ministry were Harry, Professor Dumbledore and the Minister. The Death Eaters floundered and were about to break when Voldemort himself appeared.
That broke the Aurors. Harry on the other hand, grabbed his sword and launched a wave of aura off it. The energy blade rushed across the ground, unfortunately Voldemort managed to summon an obscure magical shield to take the majority of the impact however, Voldemort didn't have time to make remark as Harry detonated the shaped energy.
It turned out the shield spell deflected blades of all types away from the caster. Unfortunately for Voldemort; the lack of accounting for a magical blade caught him by surprise. The energy blade flickered red before detonating with the force of a bomb.
Voldemort snarled as his robes, arms and hands were turned near enough into bloodied steak. Thirteen Inch of Yew spat back with a vicious sickly green curse as a barrier appeared only for it to explode violently. "Good afternoon Tom, a rather pleasant day for a brawl isn't it?"
Voldemort snarled as a killing blade whizzed just missing his neck "Harry Potter; returned at last."
"Too stomp on your cockroach ass. Also, to stop you from joining the Bitch Queen." Harry growled his sword glowing fiery red and the flame erupted forth in a tidal wave.
Dumbledore had at this point in time managed to step into Voldemorts spell range as the snake-faced dark wizard. With that their wands collided and a tempest of spell-fire erupted into existence around the duo.
(Team RNJRY)
They had made it to the village Higanbana, it was small but well-fortified where the teens were able to book into a room for the evening. Meanwhile; as they were discussing the prices for the night, across the way in the tavern, they were being watched.
Qrow sat slumped in his seat, Harbinger in a de-activated state and under his shirt and pressed against the Lumbar and Sacral regions of the spine rested the Long Memory. Qrow shuddered at holding it; Ozpin had told him in confidence that the Long Memory had been around for centuries and it was ridiculously sturdy. Qrow had furthered remembered being told not to under circumstance 'Let the wrong hands get the Long Memory'.
"Excuse me." A voice said over his shoulder. Qrow turned to see a cute waitress.
"Your friend upstairs paid for this. Said you should have the bottom shelf but instead I gave you the top."
Qrow nodded, stood up and slouched up the stairs to come face-to-face with Raven "Sister."
"Brother, we need to talk."
Qrow blanched, this was going to be one of those talks.
(Diagon Alley)
Seamus and Dean were dumbstruck. Harry and Neville were back! They'd seen Neville take out a Troll on his own! Just then Harry, made his way over to them; rather he'd been banished away by a casually overpowered banishing hex sent by Voldemort.
Harry had absorbed it with his aura but used the momentum to get clear and balance on his sword as the oversized killing blade effortlessly ripping through the torn cobbled-streets. "Nev."
"Harry…How'd it go with the Minister."
"More or less as we thought. Given the Minister, the keys to the kingdom. I got what I wanted, in quadruple…I'd originally asked for double but the Minister it appeared to really want me on side. Dumbledore spilled the Kneazles and then Death Eaters attacked."
"Who'd you get? Hey Harry, looking good." This came from Dean.
"Our beloved Potions Master, my First Year Slytherin Quidditch Team and one of the Lestrange trio…Looked like he'd been kicked by an Ursa Major when he was a kid."
"Harry, both Rudolphus and Rabastan looked like they'd been kicked by Ursa Majors. The only difference is one likes acid and the other likes poison."
Harry shrugged "Point is he's no longer walking…I might have accidentally electrocuted him and put him into the Atrium wall."
Neville nodded "Thanks…We had the other two Lestrange as well. They and the other Death Eaters are…kind of all over the place. We were about to start collecting them."
"Harry, Neville took a Troll on his own with this hammer…"
"I am very well acquainted with the hammer and the kit that comes with the hammer, gentlemen. I am acquainted with the hammer enough to know that if Neville doesn't pull the blow at the LAST second, I'm dead…It's the same with me and my sword. Nev, knows I can go fast and knows how fast I can move…"
Seamus nodded "You mind teaching…" As he began, Harry saw a sickly black tar-like rift appear in the middle of Diagon Alley. Seamus saw "Harry, what's causing that? What's behind that tar."
"Tom Riddle is causing that. Monsters, best way to describe them…Dementors but minus the soul-stealing but up the savagery and intellect. Nev, please, please tell me you've brought your armour; we're going to have to play this like the Barrier."
"We're doing the barrier, with just us…Are you sure, you didn't leave your brains with Velvet."
"I've left everything with Velvet…I'm running non-existent good nature and a hefty case of 'fuck this, fuck you and you, not you, you're cool'…Also Neville, when have I ever given a good plan."
"Touché. Looking at where we are, Barrier is the only viable option."
"Mind filling us in?"
"We're about to be attacked by the Creatures of Grimm and due to where Neville and I have been situated for the past year…we're the closest thing to Wizarding World experts on fighting them."
"What do we need to do?"
"Physical attacks, they're magically resistant to a stupid degree and the fact they're here spells bad news for everyone."
(Team CFVY)
Velvet sneezed as she finished parting a Jackalope Grimm's head from its body. "You okay?" Fox called mentally, as he calmly kicked away from another.
"Harry or Neville are talking about me." Fox snickered.
"They've got themselves in trouble and are probably following HAND protocol; make a mess and have someone else foot the bill."