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Rating: 15 (I'm using
the British system.)
E mail: willow.codex@virgin.net
Violence: A fair amount
Language: Some
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1. Willow and co. are owned by Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy, WB fox and UPN.
2. All characters and places from the Harry Potter books are owned by J. K.
Rowling, Bloomsbury paperbacks and WB.
3. Highlander and all the concepts of Immortality as such are owned by Rysher
and Panzer/Davis
4. The characters from Charmed where created by Constance M. Burge, and are
owned by Spelling Television Inc. (a Paramount/Viacom Company).
5. X-men belong to Marvel Comics.
6. The A Team belong to Legendary Stephen J Cannell
7. No copyright infringements intended.
Spoilers: Set three years after Harry Potter and the Goblet
of Fire in an alternative universe.
Rain fell hard and cold. The sky dark was always. Since he defeated the combined forces of the earth governments. He was Voldemort and he ruled the earth itself.
The muggles, normal men and woman were no better than slaves. That was the dark wizard's law.
Mud bloods the first member of a family to have magical abilities were also enslaved. The muggles had it better than the mud bloods. At least the muggles could go home. Mud bloods were the slave class of the wizard world. They served their masters or die. Voldemort alone decided which of the mud bloods would live or die.
Even Voldemort would not try to force certain people to submit to him. Such powers are those called the Charmed One, three sisters of great power. The city they live in was spared on one condition, they never leave the city limits. Their presence insures the safety of the city of San Francisco.
Even in these dark times there was those, who would risk everything to free the world of Voldemort.
On this world a cloaked wizard followed a young woman. The woman a member of the only resistance cells capable of pulling off a rescue from one of Voldemort's Mud blood Death camps. She kicked an enforcer in the face. The enforcers were muggles and Mudbloods that had sold out others of their kind in return for power. She tossed a small throwing knife into the enforcers throat.
The last sound the enforcer heard was his neck braking. The two freedom fighters continued their journey in the dark alley ways of the ruined New York city. It was the last city to fall in the war. It had been a fortress.
The battle had lasted three long hard months. That's how it took to break a force of 10,000 men. Not surprising since the remain Aurors and those who had escaped the Destruction of Hogwarts during the Night of Blood balanced out Voldemort's magical attacks. Until they were betrayed from within.
"Is this the place?" The man asked his companion.
"Yes." A brunette answered.
"Do you think they've brought the mud blood?" The man used the insult, as one of Voldemort's enforcers flew by. The couple pretend to be lovers instead of fighting this time. The woman's hands roaring over the wizard's back.
"I hope so." The woman whispered.
"Dawn." The man whispered
"Yes." Dawn Summers replied.
"Thank you." The man had a scar on his forehead smiled.
"It was nothing." The woman spoke
"You risked your cell for my friend." The pair moved on.
"We had help." A statement. Dawn checked round their surroundings.
"Who?" He asked.
"DS you are clear." A voice spoke from a gem that hung from around Dawn's neck.
"You'll see." She replied, opening an entrance to a cellar. "Get in."
He jumped in. His sword in his hand. Dawn followed closing the doors behind her.
"Harry, I see you'll met Eric." The sword was pressed against Harry Potter's throat.
"Magneto, this is Harry Potter." Dawn smiled. "He's one of the few that stand a chance to stop, 'He who can not be named.'"
The sword dropped to the floor. "We had to call her. The wounds were beyond Amy's abilities to heal." Magneto informed the woman.
"Oh great." The woman called Dawn Summers was not happy.
"Who?" Harry asked not liking the tone Magneto had used.
"Willow of the Dark Arts." A familiar voice replied.
"Draco." Harry's sword flew into his hand
"Potter, put that down." Draco grinned.
"He's the one who helped us." Dawn put a hand on his shoulder.
"Why?" Harry glared at Dawn
"He's my Husband." She replied.
In a dimly lit room two witches worked on one of their younger sisters. "Amy, the cat of nine tails used on her was enchanted. I can only make sure the wounds will heal over time naturally." Willow spoke. "I can, however, remove the slave collar without any problems."
The crude steel ring around the younger witch's neck vanished.
"She was close to being killed." Amy spoke.
"The termination chambers." Willow finished. "I would say she was lucky if she was headed there."
"You still wouldn't talk about what you did to escape the LA death camp." Amy prepared a dressing.
"That's simple I gave in to my dark side," the witch replied. "The rest I will not tell."
Harry Potter followed a woman calling herself Shadowcat down a passage. This woman walked though a wall. The wall was not a wall, but a door. It opened. "Hermione." He gasped when he saw his friend.
Hermione Granger's back was a bloody mess. Her Hogwarts' uniform was nothing more then rags covering her staved body.. Harry rushed over to his friend.
"She won't hear you." Willow spoke. "My sleep spell will last for an hour at least yet."
"She needs to keep moving." Harry spoke touching Hermione's cheek. "They will realise she's missing."
"That won't be possible." Magneto spoke. "They've locked down the city. He's found out already, wants her back."
"Start packing." Draco ordered. "They've started a house to house search in the neighbouring district. We have to move out." The wizard now had a sword strapped to his back. "His enforcers are blocking teleportation."
"How long to they get here?" Amy asked.
"30 minutes." Dawn shouted down the passage. "Get her shifted!"
Dawn threw a bag into a van. A battered old van it had been customized by BA Baracus. It was armour plated bullet proofed and thanks to Willow and Amy magic proof. She checked the fuel.
"So where are we head?" Kitty Pryde threw in her bag on top of Dawn's.
"The Charmed Ones Freehold." Dawn checked a rifle.
"So we're giving up the city?" The mutant was disappointed.
"It's lost already, as been before we set up camp. Only came here to pick up a couple people and get the hell out of here." Dawn checked another rifle. "We've no choice, but run for one of the two safe areas left to us."
"The Freehold or the California waste lands. Not much of a choice." Eric put two bags in the van. "Amy and Harry are bring the girl."
"Willow?" Dawn asked.
"Gone again." Her husband answered.
"Dam." Dawn made to try and find the witch her husbands hand on her arm stopped her.
"Honey, had her resolve face on." He spoke. "She knows what she's doing."
"I know, Drac," she sighed. "Each time she does this, she goes deeper into the darkness."
Willow stepped out of the shadows several blocks down. "Leave, if you value your lives." The streetlights dimmed, as Voldemort's enforcers turned to face her.
"I take orders from Voldemort himself only." A witch spoke a wand in her hand. Her robes that of a Deatheater.
The redhead smiled. "So Deatheater you wish to die like so many others." It was a statement.
"The bounty on your head makes it worth the risk." With those words the two witches circled each other. The enforcers got out of the line of fire.
Willow's opponent let loose a hex. The spell hit and danced over the redhead and was absorbed. "My turn," She snared. "Seco!" The redhead pointed at the witch and moved a finger, the witch ducked the spell.
An unlucky enforcer's head dropped to the floor.
"Still want that bounty?" The redhead giggled. "Incendo!"
Then there was only screams of pain and the smell of burning fresh and the laughing of Willow Rosenberg.
Meanwhile, Hermione was being placed in the van. "Room for two more."
"Angel." Dawn smiled and turned see Angel and Connor. Then her smile faded Connor's blade had blood on it.
"The night is long." Draco spoke his hand on his wand.
"The day always comes." Angel spoke.
"The light will defeat it in the morning." Connor spoke.
"Let be defeated at sunset." Amy spoke.
"Welcome friends." Dawn spoke.
"Let's get out of here!" Eric recommended.