The Arctic:
Sirius and Antonin trekked across the arctic desert, following Zephyr's guiding winds. Thanks to their stop on Maple Street, the two were well equipped with enchanted clothing that kept them warm even in subzero temperatures.
"We're here!" Zephyr exclaimed excitedly. Sirius looked around. There was nothing but ice, snow, and the occasional penguin as far as the eye could see.
"Zephyr, buddy. There's nothing here." Sirius said, puzzled. Suddenly the ice beneath their feet cracked and crumbled. "Oh shit." Dolohov said.
The two fell, falling deeper into the ice until it gave way to a large cavern. Inside was a massive castle made out of ice. Zephyr softened their landing, having both land gently on their feet. Immediately they were surrounded by spears of ice, only inches away from their vital points.
"Humans! IDA slaves! How dare you show your face here?!" A voice called out, brimming with cold anger.
"Wait! Wait! Wait! We're not with IDA, we hate those motherfuckers!" Sirius said quickly. The snow elves revealed themselves slowly, one by one. They were taller than humans, had deep blue skin, blood red eyes, and snow-white hair. Sirius and Antonin could feel pressure against their occlumency shields as the elves considered them.
"How interesting, you seem to be telling the truth, or at the very least, you still have most of your souls." A male snow elf said.
"What do you mean by most of our souls?" Antonin asked. "I will take you to the queen. She will be able to properly explain. Move." Pillars of ice prodded them in the back roughly, prompting them to start walking. The two were guided through the castle, passing by hundreds of snow elves and werebears, half human half polar bear hybrids.
"I thought you said there weren't many of them left." Antonin thought over their telepathic link. "There weren't. Clearly, they've been busy." Sirius replied.
"If that's the case shouldn't there be more brats running around?" Antonin inquired. "Nah. Elves grow rapidly to the point of maturity before their aging slows dramatically. I highly doubt any of these elves are older than twenty." Sirius thought back.
Their inner dialogue was cut off as they were led into the large throne room, where they came face to face with the snow elf queen. The queen was drop dead gorgeous. She had the same traits as the other snow elves, but what set her apart was the cold regal aura she generated, her immense beauty, and her hourglass figure.
The queen wore an elegant white dress with gold accents that looked like it was made of powdered snow and an ice crown with a large sapphire set in the middle of it.
"Cael, why are there humans in my castle? And why are they not dead?" The queen spoke.
"These humans claim they are not with IDA, Your Majesty. I can sense that their souls are still intact. I believe this might be the break we've needed for so long now." Said Cael, the male elf that had escorted them.
"Permission to speak?" Asked Antonin. Sirius looked at him incredulously, praying that the other man's boldness didn't get them turned into popsicles.
"Granted." The queen said, looking amused.
"Your Majesty we were sent on a mission to destroy IDA, base by base, soldier by soldier, down to the last man. Our knowledge of this terrain is limited, and we could greatly benefit from your help." Antonin explained.
"You may hate IDA, but I hate all humans and if you destroy yourselves in your foolish mission, so be it. Besides, what could you possibly offer me in return for such a favor? Silly human." The queen spoke condescendingly.
"There is one thing we can offer if you allow me." Antonin said confidently. The elf queen gave a small inclination of her head and with that the wizard reached for his pocket and pulled out the mythril case. He opened it and revealed three Eyes of God, and there was silence in the throne room. The queen rose from her throne and glided down to stand before Antonin and Sirius.
She took one of the Eyes and stared at it, completely entranced. "What is this?" She whispered, holding the Eye like a precious treasure.
"It is merely a fraction of our God's power. Should you agree to help us, you may be able to serve him directly, just as we do." Antonin said quietly. The queen looked at the Eye then looked at the wizards then looked back to the Eye.
She kissed the treasure with her full, luscious lips, with a submissive expression. "You will have our cooperation, but in return I wish to meet this God personally. Cael, ready the troops and meet us in the war room, it's time to drive these invaders from our home."
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Antonin said. The queen lost her submissiveness and her face returned to that of cold indifference. "I'm not doing this for you. It's all for him." She said, once again kissing the Eye and rubbing it to her cheek. "All for him." She repeated in a whisper.
"That maybe but thank you all the same. May we have your name, Your Majesty?" Antonin asked.
"My true name cannot be deciphered by human ears, but you may address me as Bruma. Now follow and remain silent. I have no desire to be in your filthy human presence longer than necessary." Queen Bruma said. She walked away, her long white dress flowing at her heels. Sirius and Antonin followed silently behind her, communicating through their telepathic earrings.
Spain:
Hydrus and Bellatrix appeared in the Ministry of Magic in Spain after taking an international portkey. With IDA distracted by the destruction of one of their major bases as well as trying to subjugate other countries into conforming, international magical travel had become less restrictive.
Since there was no magical presence on Ibiza, they couldn't portkey straight there and had to find an alternative means of travel. Hydrus had enthusiastically suggested a private jet and Bellatrix agreed somewhat hesitantly.
"It'll be fun, trust me. Here, take my hand." Hydrus said, offering his hand to his mother. Bellatrix grabbed it and the two turned invisible and wandered the airport. They made their way through a gate and down to where ramp agents worked.
"Over there! That's where they keep all the private planes." Hydrus said, turning to where the hangar was. Bellatrix apparated them there where they found a hangar full of workers.
"Nox Maxima!" Hydrus cast and all the light in the area went out, casting long shadows.
"Umbra locomotor!" He followed up. The shadows came to life, trapping the muggles in tendrils and nets made out of solid darkness.
"Who here can get a plane ready?" Hydrus asked coldly. There was no mercy in his voice. A few people raised their hands. "Who knows how to fly one?" He asked. The same people raised their hands.
"Good. That makes things easy. Umbra Lancea!" Spikes of darkness sprouted out of the shadows, skewering everyone who wasn't of use. Hydrus walked up to those still alive and put them under the imperius curse.
"Get the fanciest jet you have ready, once you're done kill yourselves except for the pilot and co-pilot." Hydrus ordered. The muggles immediately went to work, and Hydrus led his mother to the office.
As soon as the door closed Bellatrix grabbed a fistful of his robes and pinned him to the door. She kissed him deeply as her hand slipped down his pants.
"You used the Imperius Curse! And you killed so many of them! Hydrus I'm so proud of you!" Bellatrix giggled, hugging and kissing her son, rewarding him for his use of horrible dark magic. Hydrus preened and blushed under her praise and affection. He kissed her and laid his hands on her hips, trying to get her pants off.
Bellatrix, knowing what he wanted, quickly undressed and pushed her son on his back before she mounted him. She sat down on his large meat, screaming in pleasure. Mother and son fucked happily, enjoying each other's bodies and the intense pleasure they brought each other.
Bellatrix's stomach swelled with semen as she continued to ride her son. There was a wild, deranged look in her eyes as Hydrus sucked on her breast and drove her to climax again. There was a knock on the door and the two stopped reluctantly.
"Master. The plane is ready to take off." The muggle slave said. Hydrus and Bellatrix didn't bother getting dressed as they boarded the plane. "Where are we going?" The pilot asked, still under Hydrus's control.
"Ibiza and make it snappy." Hydrus ordered. As the plane went down the runway, the other muggles began killing themselves per their master's instructions. Hydrus and Bellatrix resumed their breeding on the fancy bed, only this time several thousand feet in the air.
Ibiza:
The jet landed safely in the private hangar. Hydrus ordered his slaves to destroy the plane and then end their own lives while he and his mother got off the aircraft.
"Firaga!" Bellatrix cast, and a large fireball blasted from her wand and into another plane, blowing it up, killing many of the hangar workers. Hydrus clapped and cheered gleefully.
"I want to learn that one mummy!" Hydrus said excitedly. Bellatrix smiled at him and promised to teach him before she took his hand and apparated away.
They made several jumps within Bellatrix's eyesight, before they stopped on top of a fancy condo. They made their way down into the penthouse and killed the muggles inside, taking the place for their own.
"We'll explore and try to meet up with the others tomorrow. But right now, mummy needs more cum." Bellatrix said, sitting on the boy's lap again. They resumed their love making long into the night.
The next morning:
Hydrus woke slowly and stretched, feeling incredible. Bellatrix was already deepthroating him, working for her breakfast. He let out a moan as he spurted down his mother's throat.
"Phew. Good morning mummy." He greeted. Bellatrix mewed and nuzzled his penis, kissing at it lovingly. "Good morning my love. Let's take a shower and find you something to eat, ok? After that we'll kill a few muggles before we meet up with the others." Bellatrix said, laying out the itinerary. Hydrus smiled and nodded.
The two had to take two showers as they had spent the first one getting dirty. After they dressed Bellatrix gave Hydrus a large philter of blood.
"I know it's not fresh, but it's the only thing edible on this island." Bellatrix said, rubbing his cheek and smiling at her son. Hydrus finished his breakfast and Bellatrix sent a shadow message to Rodolphus.
"Come on. Let's go kill!" Bellatrix said happily, dragging her son by the hand. Hydrus laughed, excited to kill more muggles. They went on a spree, with Hydrus practicing the new fireball spell that Bellatrix showed him.
"That was fun! They scream so differently when they're burning to death! Hey mummy? Can I have this island for Christmas?" He asked happily.
"Of course, you can have anything you want in the whole world, my love." The two kissed, making out on the beach until they heard someone clear their throat.
It was Rodolphus along with the others. "Your Majesty. Long time no see. Are you ready to depart?" The oracle said. Hydrus nodded and they boarded Rodolphus's brand new stolen yacht setting sail for Gaunt Garden once again.
Frozen Castle: war room
Sirius and Antonin stood off to the side in the war room, occasionally giving their input to the plan. There was an arctic storm coming and the snow elves planned on using it to their advantage. They would use their psychic prowess, boosted by ambient magic, to imbue the storm with psionic ice structures that would devastate the outer wall of the IDA compound and would inflict psychic slowing on all those inside.
A constant magically induced brain freeze.
Once that happened Antonin and Sirius would mostly be free to explore the compound at their leisure, provided they took out the higher-ranking soldiers who would have the occlumency to resist the mental effect of psionic ice.
With everybody on the same page it was go time. Sirius used Zephyr to bring the storm closer while the snow elves worked their magic. The duo left quickly, following a squad of elves who would also be searching the compound with them.
"Zephyr, how long until impact?" Sirius asked.
"Roughly twenty minutes. You guys did a great job of getting the elves to cooperate. I know for a fact that Lord Noctis will be most pleased to acquire new toys. If this mission is a success and we find something useful, let's see if we can talk the elves into giving Lord Noctis their castle. It's a crying shame he doesn't already have one." Zephyr commented.
"I'm sure that can be arranged. She did have a particularly strong reaction to the Eye. If we let her have it, she may consider it a fair trade." Sirius thought to Zephyr.
"Enough chit chat. The elves are ready to move out." Antonin interrupted. Cael approached them looking cold as ever.
"The storm is here. We're going in with it to use as cover. I'll use human apparation so be ready to follow my jump." The elf said stoically. The others nodded and Cael disappeared with a spin of his heel. Sirius and Antonin pulled up their protective face covering and followed Cael's jump.
The pair were immediately assaulted by harsh biting winds, and sharp, small ice crystals that cut at their clothing. In the distance they heard the outer wall of the IDA compound crumble and come down under the force of the magic arctic storm.
"Their forces are immobilized! Attack now!" Cael said, rushing in with other elves. They used psychic ice constructs to cut down any soldiers of IDA who were mentally frozen. Sirius and Antonin breezed in with Zephyr's power.
They had no need for stealth as there was a full-frontal assault going on. They explored the compound and came across the laboratory section. While Sirius ruffled through various files and cabinets, Antonin inspected the large bacta tanks containing people.
"Hey, partner. I think these are muggles." Antonin said. Sirius stopped what he was doing to come to look at the tanks. He frowned and placed a hand on one of the tanks, trying to sense past the healing liquid within. He didn't feel anything coming from the person within, just the magical healing liquid.
"What the hell? Why is IDA experimenting on muggles?" Sirius asked, confusion on his face. Antonin grabbed a file. "Look here. Project Mundane." Sirius and Antonin read the dossier together.
Project mundane has finally yielded returnable results putting us one step closer to the completion of Project: Phoenix Force. The light-force power we discovered was capable of burning away the magic within the subjects. The issues of soul loss as a result of losing their magic turned out to be an unexpected benefit. With no soul or magic we created the perfect being. A person with no ambition, no evil, no soul, and no magic. We filled them with light-force, and they became perfect servants of order. Obedient and powerful.
Of course, there's still problems. The light-force degrades the body and constant exposure to magic can corrupt the power, giving birth to a neo-mudblood.
More testing is required.
"Holy shit. They're destroying people's souls with this damn light-force they keep mentioning. Do you think it's the same light that Lord Noctis mentioned?" Sirius asked.
"It's got to be. So, Project Phoenix Force has to have something to do with making a body strong enough to contain the entirety of the light-force. The opposite of Lord Noctis." Antonin speculated.
"Where are they getting this light-force power?" Sirius asked. No one had any answers for him.
Gaunt Garden:
The boat moored on the sandy shores of Gaunt Garden safely. Hydrus had talked down the levitation and the ibushi that had blocked their path, proving Rodolphus's theory correct, that only a member of House Gaunt could control the snakes here. Hydrus took point, hissing softly the entire time, keeping the deadly magical snakes away. The others followed behind him in silence. Bellatrix had no interest in talking to them and enforced silence unless Rodolphus was giving directions on where to go.
They continued deeper inland, into the tropical forest where they came upon various types of lamia. Despite Hydrus's hissing the lamia swarmed him, wrapping around him and kissing him.
"What are they saying?" Bellatrix demanded. Atticus, being the only other parselmouth, was the one to answer. "They're just acknowledging him as their master, and they wish to come with him off the island." He answered.
"Very well. My Hydrus is always in need of new toys. Hydrus, my love, you can take your new toys with you, tell them to wait on the boat." Bellatrix called. The boy in question managed to let out a hiss in the breaths between all the kissing. The group of snake hybrids slithered off.
"Talk about eager. Where should we head next?" Hydrus asked. Just then from the trees a large stone colored boomslang fell out of the trees and bit Rowle repeatedly. The blonde man began to bleed from every pore on his body as the venom worked its way through his system. No one moved to save the man, letting him die to the highly venomous snake.
Hydrus crouched and extended his hand, hissing.
"Hello there. I'm Hydrus Gaunt and I'm going to rule this planet. Would you like to be my pet snake? I'll give you a bit of my magic and make you stronger." The boomslang nodded, its tongue flicking repeatedly.
"What's your name?" Hydrus hissed.
"I have no name." The snake answered.
"Then I'll call you Francis. That's a good name. Come on Francis, let's go take over the world" The boy hissed happily. Francis the boomslang slithered up Hydrus's arm and rested around his shoulders.
"Yesss Master Hydrusss. Letss." Francis said just as eagerly as his new master. Hydrus turned back to his mother and presented his new friend with pride.
"Mum, this is Francis. Francis, this is my mother, you can't bite her." He introduced. Bellatrix gave a slight nod of her head. "If you're going to be my son's familiar, you better take good care of him, Francis." She said sternly. The snake hissed.
"He says he will." Hydrus translated. He began to walk again, hissing softly to keep other snakes at bay. The others followed behind closely, not wanting to share the same fate as Rowle.