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Post by jon on Sept 6, 2009 11:48:18 GMT -5
Jon had been in this world that was so different from his own for quite a few weeks now. It had already become aparent to him that he would not be able to return to his own world so he would have to make the best out of what he had. He saw so much potential for things that he could do to this world.
Everything seemed to be pretty peacefull, and serene. He liked this only because it meant that there was more chaos he could cause, and more panic he could raise. He contemplated for many days as to how he should start. He had so many ideas of things that could be done. He had seen so many cruel things done in his own world that had yet to happen.
He was walking down muggle roads just randomly cursing, and hexing the filthy creatures. He came to a point on Tooley St. where he could see the great bridge towering over the houses. The monument reminded him of an olf muggle nursery rhyme. One that he would see to it that it came true.
His body was suddenly hidden by a thick cloud of grayish black smoke. The smoke shot off towards the great bridge. It surrounded a wall that anchored the bridges supports on one side. When the smoke moved to the wall on the other side the wall it had just left began to crumble. The same occured with the other wall.
The bridge gave off a loud metallic groan as either end of it fell into the water. The support cables began to snap with loud thwangs as if a giant piano string had just popped. People got out of their cars, and began running around in a panic. Suddenly the two tall towers in the middle of the bridge began to crumble.
Giant chunks of stone landed on top of cars crushing them like tin cans. Some people jumped off of the bridge in a last effort to survive. Within ten minutes of it starting the bridge was reduced to a pile of rocks, and steel barely sticking out of the water. The smoke cleared, and Jon Lestrange stood at the edge of where the bridge had only just been.
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Post by Adam Cavan on Sept 8, 2009 9:46:28 GMT -5
Adam was the first Ministry member to the scene, a thing that was rare in such past times as the Ministry was not the front line man. However Adam worked things differently. It was sad that he was not alone, rather unfortunate indeed. He and Aramay were actually on a date across the bridge when the disturbance occurred. It was by no means a welcomed first date as they had just sat down at a rather fine restaurant when a loud crash and crackling sound would be heard, and they both knew that magic was the source.
The date, took nearly a month of convincing and planning on Aramay’s part. She had visited the Minister many times, and they had made a rather fine agreement to go on a date and see from there. As Adam had enjoyed her surprise visits, and even more enjoyed her lovely beauty and personality. He was fooling himself ignoring the attraction. However This development may had been a sign against such a movement as he could no sit by and wait for others to arrive, He excused himself, but Aramay refused to sit aside.
Adam had arrived what one would assume to be too late, however he had a power that no other had, he could commutate with the elements, and at his site was the storm elemental. “Aramay, can you change the water to be a rubbery substance, as well as the cement?” He said guiding her in his mind and the elements themselves, while the items and people where still damaged they could be able to survive this ordeal. Adam seen the man and knew who he was, after Jack’s meeting he was aware that something was going to happen soon.
“You are in volition of the Ministry of Magic Laws and regulations. Come quietly and you will not be harmed.” Adam announced to the man, there where so many laws that this man broke, and countless injuries that he inflicted reciting each crime would take longer then the repair and cover of this terrible incident.
Adam looked like less then an official, and more like any muggle on a date with a girl, way out of his league. As Aramay was in a white sparkling dress, her makeup flawless and even more so she was radiant, as Adam looked warn in this suit and tie.
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Post by Mrs. Aramay Garden-Cavan on Sept 8, 2009 9:47:55 GMT -5
Aramay wanted to smile at the destruction, those lousy people she had tried to help so many times deserved this. They way he was treated for her help and guidance she wanted to twist the cables more, not prevent their demise, however she was not going to let that side win her ultimate plan. In fact was angry that this man had ruined their date. It had taken much magic to persuade Adam of his feelings for her, and this would indeed set things back.
“Yes I can.” She said not sure she enjoyed his guidance, for she never needed it before. However it was strange how well things worked, The bridge smashed down but bounced back as did the cement, she used the air to hold the cement back from falling on any more cars. She was, in fact plaing the good girl well as she had her hands out olding many different items at once, her white dress was getting darker with the rumble and dust, but it still sparkled and she was not going to let herself be less then perfect so she kept up her angelic face with another set of powers. She only hoped that this fool would take her for granted, and then she could unleash her power on him.
Adam’s words where not forceful enough in her opinion. Then again she had been working him up for a while now. She was enjoying the display of powers, and did need some recruitments. However it was more important to remain unknown in this day of evil. He had provided the opportunity to have a face to the murders, though hers would be far nicer to look at in her opinion.
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Post by jon on Sept 9, 2009 19:18:20 GMT -5
Jon turned to see a man, and a woman looking at him. They had managed to save most of the people. He wondered how they thought he would react. His face remained emotionless as he sized the pair up. They were dressed like muggles, but he could sense that they were both very powerful.
Jon would not have been surprised if either of them were more powerful than himself, but he doubted that they were as clever as he was. His emotionless face broke as a cruel malevolent grin crossed his face. His wand was still in his hands though he kept it at his side for the moment.
"You intend to arrest me for this?" A cold merciless laugh left his throat. He began to walk around the pair. His wand hand never moved, and his eyes never left them. "This is nothing. Thanks to the pair of you most of the people are still alive. I can do much worse, and I have, just not in your world."
His eyes flashed red for a brief second as his thoughts became truly diabolical. He stopped circling them standing between them, and the water. "As for harming me it would be best if you didn't try. I don't intend on harming either of you, but I do not intend on leaving here with you either."
The cruel smile on his face broadened. "If you do try to take me alot of innocent people will die. It would be foolish of you to think that I would stand here and wait for someone to show up without having some insurance. You see I don't play by the rules, nor do I do what is expected of me."
Jon reached around behind him with his free hand, and he pulled out a muggle hand gun. He spun it around in his hand once, and he placed it back in the waistband of his jeans. "Though they are non magical I have found some of the muggles inventions to be quite useful. Especially the one they call bomb."
A second cold laugh escaped his throat. "I have placed a very large bomb in a very populated muggle building. It will go off in two hours unless I disarm which I intend to do. If you take me in I am afraid that alot of innocent people will die, and their blood will be on your hands. I am sure that you don't want that."
He again began to circle them, and this time he pocketed his wand as he did so. He was no longer weary of the pair trying to attack him. "Now the whole point of this little demonstration is to bring out those in power whether they be of the ministry or the dark side. You see I am looking for someone to work for, and I am intent on meeting the person who will be trying to stop me."
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Post by Mrs. Aramay Garden-Cavan on Sept 9, 2009 20:50:30 GMT -5
Ironic. That was how Aramay had seen this display. It was quite the cruel play that would fault his plan to meet his superior. It was not the time or place for her to be making any sudden moves, as the damsel in dress, not so much. She was saddened by his use of muggle artifacts to do his bidding, magic was far more impressive to her. Then again, his point was made, a threat in both magical and muggle means. One should never assume one method was better then the other.
However the situation may be she had to stand down and let Adam be the hero, like a good little girl. That was the role she had to play after all. She was not about to let this fool destroy her work. She had such plans that where soon to be coming true, and if he had done something a bit more, quiet she could have recruited him, however Adam on the scene she had little choice but to play the role of a good girl.
“Adam, the city.” She said sounding very distort, such the impressive actress. “You have no idea what you are doing.” She said, sounding threaten as could be in the sweet voice, and fair skin. She had managed to use air to remove people from the area by gusts of wind that took them away, and the sound of the earth and storms was filling their ears to avoid this discussion being heard.
She looked at Adam, however this lost girl act was so very not in her file, so she had to think fast, “Adam I can take him, you get the bomb.” She said pulling out her wand, pointing it at the man, who thought he had things on his side. Few new that little did damage to her, including a bomb. Then again she had not been in one before, it took months of constant beatings (Magical and physical) to break the skin, so she had little to fear with that gun he proudly held.
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Post by Adam Cavan on Sept 9, 2009 20:50:58 GMT -5
Adam had not been minister long and it was already taking its toll on him as this man was over confident. He had very soon came to know that he had no connection what so ever with the past events, thus any joining up would be out of the question, at least as Adam was concerned, the style was far to different, and far to scattered. This unplanned, not planned mess seemed all too much for the young minister, he had to deal with not only the magical world but the muggle one now too. It was like the world was being tossed on his shoulders, and he wondered why on earth he took the job.
Then Aramay spoke, yes the city, but he also knew of her past, she was a fighter and a person who could handle her own. The idea of saying, no I must protect you, was too far out of the question, even if they had briefly discussed her desire to get out of the fight. That was all changed in a moment. Adam was not impressed with his tactics, and was not about to let him leave either.
“Aramay, Keep him from going anywhere.” He said as he departed from the scene, finding his way to the prime minister to tell him about the situation. Then to the ministry in less then ten minutes time to use the magical time tracing device still in the development stages. If it worked it would show where he had been in the city, and where they should start looking.
Adam only hoped it was the right decision to leave Aramay there, as he sent other Ministry officials to the scene. They where advised that Aramay was in charge of the situation at the current time.
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Post by Mrs. Aramay Garden-Cavan on Sept 9, 2009 20:51:16 GMT -5
Aramay smiled as Adam left, her wand still raised. “You are quite the fool. This display has done nothing to impress anyone. Adam will send the ministry here in just moments, and your bomb is a sad attempt just like this bridge collapse. Your tactics are poor, and unplanned.” She said to him, it was not clear whether she was speaking from a side of good, or evil. However being on the side of Adam one would assume she was not looking to recruit this man.
They only had so much time before the ministry aurors arrived, she was glad to have this opportunity to speak with the man. “The ministry or the dark side? Such childish thoughts you do have. This is not your world, and things will not be the same. However..” she was walking closer to him, looking at him, and circling him like he had done before, this gave a much different impression then her previous one. She was indeed mocking him.
“Tell me where the bomb is.” She said her wand, at point with his throat, even if she rarely used it, it was more for show, those wizards liked the show…
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Post by jon on Sept 11, 2009 13:24:57 GMT -5
Jon didn't say a word as the man left he just stood there, and smiled. He knew the man would be panicking as would the muggles, and the ministry of magic. This was exactly what he had intended on happening. The woman began to circle him pointing her wand at his throat.
She spoke words that were obviously meant to hurt yet they didn't. He laughed a harsh cruel laugh. "You're wrong. I don't make a single unplanned move. This whole ordeal has nothing to do with hurting anyone. It is more about letting the man who is looking for me know who I am."
Jon turned away from the woman, and pulled out his wand. With a small flick everything changed. The bridge stood firmly as it had before, and everyone was unharmed. "I never attacked the bridge it was just an illusion. A small trick I learned from a man that I believe came from your world."
He turned to show his back to the girl, and he lifted up his shirt to show that the gun he had shown them before was not there. "The gun was another illusion. I would never use an object that was created by such filth. There is no bomb either that was just to cause a little panic throughout the muggle world."
He then took a step back from the woman. "I have no problem with you or your companion. All I want is to find the people in power on the dark side og the magical world. I can not get back to my world without the man called the blood king. I need there help to find him, and I will help them in turn."
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Post by Mrs. Aramay Garden-Cavan on Sept 11, 2009 16:08:59 GMT -5
This mans gull was not impressing Aramay, and she was indeed the one to impress. When he moved she kept her wand up, as before it was mainly for show, she needed to get a feel for him before she was going to allow him to live, or even work for her. Her plans where moving slowly, and she did not like that. The minister’s death was great, however the Ministry was taking its sweet time in discovering her little hints that she left. The elemental usage was so obviously to her, as well as the symbolism she sent, it was said that they where so below her to not see the art in their death.
Aramay had more then one thing above him however. Adam had let her know about the time traveler, and what had happened, after all she did have a good spell over the minister. However there was other things she had to take into consideration as well. As a shape shifter she would be wise to hide her true identity from this man, however it was too late for that, however if he where to get away, she could approach him at a different time, and a different form, for her true form was not what he would ideal work for.
She did not appear to be on the dark side, or a woman who had been though much hazards. “Weak.” She said to him, wanting badly to reestablish the disasters, for then it would be a far better moment. His illusion was not impressing Aramay, for she would have much rather the actual destruction to occur, thus it still would.
She used her elemental abilities, however looking at her she did not look like she was doing anything, except her eyes where very clear and focused. The illusion he created reappeared, with the use of wind, water and fire to crumble the bridge. “Really an illusion of an illusion, that impression no one. “ She made it sound like he had not been able to hold on to a false illusion. “You are not getting away from this mess. Even if you had the ability to hold an illusion we still would have found it soon enough, an illusion is only there for so long. As for who is in charge you are wise to come to the ministry.” She said but her thoughts where just the reverse, and after years of practice her mind was blocked from anyone.
“Mr. Cavan will return you to your rightful place.” She said sounding sincere. “As for the blood king he is long gone from this time and place.” She said unsure if this statement would egg him on, or not. The fact that she recreated the destruction to be truth and no illusion he was still going to be the one to blame. As Ministry officials arrived there after, a dozen surrounded the area.
“Now, the only option you have is to turn yourself in or be killed.” She said knowing that the Aurors would likely try to trap him first, a sad attempt in trying to get information more less. She would act accordingly until the time was right. “We need to clear the area as soon as possible.” She said to the others, looking at him, he had only a few moments to decided before his fate would be decided for him.
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Post by jon on Sept 14, 2009 6:11:06 GMT -5
Jon smirked at thewoman as she called his work weak. "You have no idea what I am capable of. Another lesson the blood king tought me, if you are good at something never do it for free." He knew the ministry would bethere very soon, but he wasn't worried about it.
He was more than skilled enough to get away from the officials. It was something he had done many times before. "The blood king is here, and alive I am sure of it. He was attacked in this world by his nephew, and if this is the world that he is fromit means Jetta is here. She is half of his life force, as long as she lives he lives."
Jon turned away from her, and he looked out apparently at nothing. "Things were changed in the past so I am unable to return to the world I know. I am sure it is because the blood king was attacked, and captured. I will need him to get back I have no doubts."
Just as he finished speaking the ministry officials showed up and he let out a sigh. He turned to glareat all of them. He found it funny how few people were there to capture him. In his world they would have sent far more people to apprehend him. "You know the lady,and I were having a private conversation. It is rude to interupt."
He began speaking in a dead pagan language. A black and red smoke surrounded him it began to expand before it completely enveloped the group. It was soon after that that screams, and cries of agony sounded out. The smoke cleared, and everyone other that Jon, and Aramay had blood pouring from every orfice of their body.
Jon turned to the woman with a cruel smile. "They will be dead in a few moments. Don't worry they won't be paying to much attention to us. They will be more worrie about trying to stop the bleeding if they're not overcome with pain that is."
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Post by Nevaeh Binks on Sept 14, 2009 9:35:59 GMT -5
Nevaeh knew better then to rush in and attack without knowing the full extent of power. Adam may not have wanted her to go, but this was important for her to go, she needed to prove herself to herself, because all she really had been doing was trying to convince Adam to let her talk to Juniper, that wasn't going all that well. She stood back as if part of the back drop but she really wasn't.
When the smoke disappeared she stepped forward. Nevaeh wanted to say something about his remark. "Jon Lestrange" She said in a loud voice, or well as loud as she could. She addressed him like she did Flamjelous in the war. "By the ministry i command you to come quietly or i will have to use force, and im not what i appear to be" she said with a twisted grin. "If you do not come quietly there will be heavy consequences to face." She stood there looking at him she held a serious face, and she didn't even have her wand out, but she did have it even though it wasn't very important to her, to have, because of her powers.
"Do not try that smoke screen again" she said looking at him, watching and waiting for him to try to do something. "Miss. Garden please stay where you are, Mr. Cavan will be back shortly, and i dont think he would like it to much if you got hurt" she smiled but it faded quickly as her eyes fell back on to Jon. He didn't look all that tough.
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Post by jon on Sept 14, 2009 10:27:47 GMT -5
Jon was not surprised when another person appeared. A cold laugh escaped his throat. "That was no smoke screen Ms. Binks. No I can not read your mind. I have just been very well informed on all of the people in this world. So I know what you can do. Which puts me at an advantage because you have no idea what I can do."
Without a word he disapeared. Though he could still be heard. "You'll have a problem taking me in where as what you see isn't really there. What you saw as me was just an illusion. I would never be so ignorant as to put myself in danger. I am quite sure that I have gotten my message accross."
Where the illusion had been snakes begans to come out of the ground. "Don't make the mistke in thinking my pets are an illusion. That mistake could be a fatal one. We will all meet again when I feel that the time is right." With a loud crack a nearby liaghtpost disaparated.
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Post by Mrs. Aramay Garden-Cavan on Sept 14, 2009 20:38:17 GMT -5
Aramay was slightly aware that her, untouched form was something of his making, what more could he want to speak to her about? She had been playing up the good girl act very well, and this bad act of vengeance was only another example of what good her magic could do, if only she could come out of the box and destroy them all herself. Instead Neveah appeared. The Aurors where screaming in agony.
“Neveah!” she exclaimed, not angry but shocked. It only took a few seconds before Jon had made yet another move, and another act of sad, sad magical display. She had to act quickly to save them all, for if she let them die it would be a bad thing for her image. After all she did teach defense against the dark arts. “Neveah I need you to close your eyes.” She said not wanting to blind the girl as she was about to tap into her angelic powers. This was a period of time that one would assume her to be the most vulnerable, but it was not exactly true.
Her body was emitting a light, dull at first but it got brighter, “Neveah, I must help them.” She said as she hoped the girl would do as she said, but a skilled healer may be able to reverse the blindness but not the amnesia from the incident. The white light spread to the aurors. It reversed the mist, they stopped bleeding and while where not healed where still alive. The snakes that had appeared where damaged by the light, but she refused to use her abilities to damage them anymore, unfortunately her angelic side still remained unable to harm since the France incident. She was indeed, lucky not to have been stripped of her powers with such an act.
It was then she heard the crack she knew that Jon had left the scene, and was not impressed. And she indeed was the one he should impress, however she returned to her normal color and the Aurors still in pain but no longer bleeding here knelt over in pain, “I am afraid I do not have the ability to heal, them here.” She said and would later use the excuse that it took much energy to save them.
Neveah could handle the snakes that remained, for most certain, however Adam soon came to the scene. She at turned to Neveah to see if she had been affected by her light, then to Adam who looked warn, and on edge. It was after all his first disaster as Minister. The first of many, is what Aramay smiled about, “Adam he is gone. However we need to get these men to the hospital.” She said wanting to mention that the curse he used should also be investigated.
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Post by Jack Anthony Riddle on Sept 15, 2009 9:01:39 GMT -5
The snakes on the ground burst into flames, and were soon turned to ash. A strong breeze blew the ashes away, and Jack appeared. He looked at the people who were around the area. It was more than obviouse that he was not happy to be there. "Accio tears" He said, and with a loud woosh a few viles rushed into his open hand.
He slowly went around pouring a little of the clear fluid down each of the injured aurors throats. When he finished he turned to the three others. "That curse can not be reversed. You may have kept them from dieing now,and it may never kill them, but they will never be the same."
He looked to Neveah with disaproving eye's he did not like that she was put in such a situation. "I've seen the curse before. The phoenix tears wil heal what has been damaged as of right now, but from now until the day they die they will cry blood instead of tears should they cry to much they will bleed to death."
Jack looked to Adam. "I am sorry that I did not help, but I told you before I am not fighting any more. I will tell you what I know, and I will give you information to help you defeat him, but that is it. Oh , and don't get to comfortable he is only playing with you. His illusions are only the tip of the iceberg. It's his skills with transfiguration that you'll want to be wary of."
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Post by Adam Cavan on Sept 15, 2009 10:23:12 GMT -5
While Adam was not pleased at Neveah’s presence at the scene he could not stopper her, it was more of a concern for her life. He was adjusting to being the Minister a little hard, but still it was getting there. It was wrong to assume that Adam could take on such a challenge and fast paced position without some struggles, after all he was previously the care of magical creatures professor, and never trained to be someone of such stature.
“Jack, I knew you would not be able to stay away, however I have good people at the ministry that will solve this.” He said knowing that they where so close to solving the problem of the mist, and unlocking many more secrets in the mysteries department. “I thank you for your assistance, however you wish to be with your family, I will not place you in this battle.” He said to him, not pressuring him, nor kicking him out, but giving him the opportunity to make the choice of where he wanted to be.
“It is okay Aramay, we will get him, he cannot hid for long in our time. For his powers are going to grow weaker, as this is not his time or place.” He said to her, her contribution to the cause showed her alliance in his eyes, proving that she was even better then he had thought. He was still unsure what she say in him however, that was for another day and time to discover.
“Neveah, I need you to bring this to Juniper. And give her your Memory of the event as well.” He said to her, not pushing her out of the conversation however he had much more work to do here; it was going to take much to clean up this disaster. He even gave her a sampling of the blood that the auror’s had, the blood contained the magical mist that the man had used. It would prove fruitful to learn how he was able to cast spells from an unknown distance, pinpointing where he was watching would allow them to set up a perimeter and give them more information.
“Aramay, please take these men to the Ministry section of Mungos, I do not want them to be exposing anyone else, just in case.” He said sounding less like the carefree Adam and more like a leader. He looked at them, ready to start his work, but he needed a few words with Jack without the others.
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