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Ryan
Chapter Six
Janet paused in her tale. "Before, I continue it's necessary to silence a spy." A bolt of magic flew into a corner of the room there was a scream and a creature disappeared in flames.
"That creature was called Dementor." Janet explained. "Now were was I? Oh yes."
The retreat to New York was not easy. Voldemort's allies constantly attacked the retreating US armies. The Dementors were always a few steps behind them. Out of a force of 10,000 less than half made it to the heavily fortified New York state line.
General Hammond was wondering what had happened. When a girl no older an 15 hit a group of Dementors with what appeared to be a ball of fire.
A soldier, no it was an officer a fellow general. "General Hammond, I'm General Mansion" He spoke. "If you would come this way, sir." General Mansion was a one star general. General Hammond a two star.
"Who's that girl?" Hammond asked.
"Someone, whose been helping us turn back attack after attack. Her name's Ginny." The General spoke. "She's been saving my troops lives."
"General Mansion you know the orders, no magic users are allowed in the ranks." The senior General was not happy. "That was a direct order of the Chief of Staff."
"Sir," Mansion replied. "The Chief of Staff isn't here. He's trapped in some mountain under siege. Airforce one was blown out of the sky."
"What?" Hammond was shocked
"That's right, sir." Mansion confirmed. "Final orders, good luck you're on your own. Do what you must."
"I want all magic users off the line." General Hammond was giving an order.
"Sir, I know you have a star more than me. But, without her and several of her friends New York would have been reduced to ash." Mansion replied. "Besides, she's works for the most part undoing curses that bastard called Voldemort keeps using on my men before those dam Dementors can eat them."
"General," A solider not old enough to vote ran up. "Sirs," He gasped. "Message from HQ. General Hammond and yourself to report to the forward command centre." He passed a piece of paper to General Mansion.
Xavier's School an hour later. The two Generals were lead though the school to an office. There was a man in a wheelchair and brooding grey haired man a vice Admiral, an Airforce Colonel, a man wearing a long leather coat and an aging five star general.
They heard cursing from the corner of the room. It was in Hebrew. "Ms Pyrde." The man in the wheelchair spoke.
"Sorry Professor." The young woman called back. "Try it now."
"Defence grid online." A computerized voice spoke.
"Gentleman, may we begin." The Vice Admiral spoke.
"There are two more missing." The man in the long coat spoke.
"We are missing no longer." A woman with jet black eyes spoke beside her stood an old man.
"I think introductions first." The ranking General spoke nodding at the man in the long coat.
"My name is Duncan McLeod." The man spoke with a strange Scottish accent. "I'm here on behalf of the immortals."
"Charles Xavier." The man in the wheelchair spoke. "I speak for several mutant factions."
"Albus Dumbledore." The old man smiled. "International convention of Wizardry."
"Willow Rosenberg." The woman with black eyes turn. "Rebel witch alliance."
"They call me Magneto." The grey haired man spoke. "I represent the most of the other mutant fraction."
"Colonel Hammerson." The old general spoke. "Acting chief of staff New York sector."
"Colonel Patternson." The airforce colonel introduced himself. "East coast command."
"Vice Admiral Madison." The Admiral spoke. "Atlantic reverse forces."
"Janet Fraiser," Janet appeared. "Arch witches council of North America."