Blackthorne's Vengeance (Ministry Event)
*Event for aurors
It was a cold, misty night on one of the ouskirt suburbs in the town of Brighton when Arnulf Blackthorne, one of the former leaders of Voldermort's Death Eaters, decided to finaly fulfill his vengeance against those who prevented him to aid the Dark Lord on his dire hour. Arnulf frowned. That fatidic night still haunted him in his dreams, the day when the Dark Lord Voldemort - and his thirst for power - were destroyed by the forces of Dumbledore's army, mere students. Arnulf Blackthorne spitted to the ground."That damned Harry Potter", he despised the mere thought of the boy who finally defeated the greatest wizard the world has ever known. But there was someone which Arnulf hated with his every inch of his body: Rolandus Newcastle, the auror who defeated him near the Nottingham Forest, where Arnulf was about to contact a tribe of mountain giants that would have given victory to Voldemort's ambitions. "It is YOU and not anyone one else the one whom I give this task, Arnulf, do not let me down", were the words that Voldemort said to him, the oath which he could not fulfill, as he was defeated by a group of aurors that ambushed he and his followers. He barely escaped, after being badly injured by one auror that he managed to kill, dragged off the battle by one of his most loyal man. Yes, he was alive, but defeat shoruded upon him as a deadly halo. He was no longer alive. Arnulf was like a dementor's victim. But no more. He needed to regain that strength that made him feel alive. He needed a reason to live, and now he was about to find it.
Arnulf Blackthorne clenched his fist upon his wand and lifted it at the height of his face, and then looked at it. Made of holly and salamander's heart fiber, Arnulf always thought that his wand represented intempestive nature. It was a good wand, and a long night awaited it. This thought almost made Arnulf laugh out loud, but he was interrumped of his reverie by Gruntz, and enormous german that acted as his bodyguard, since the night he almost die in Nottingham.
- What, boss? - the germain asked. His almost void capability to talk contrasted with his proficiencyto use battle magic. Arnulf turned his head to see Gruntz and the other sould gathered there in that lone night. Arnulf never bothered to ask for his name, nor the man told him neither. He was known as Eyeball, mainly because he lost his right eye under circumstances he never fully explained, and for which Arnulf didn't care as long as Eyeball got his work done, as he always did.
- So, this is Newcastle's home, Eyeball? - Eyeball nodded - I don't want to spill inncent blood - an almost imperceptible smile sprouted from Arnulf's mouth - again. - With a hand gesture, Arnulf ordered the other two to quickly follow him towards th ehouse, at the same he gathered every source of light on that street, shrouding it with the darkness of the night. He planned this moment for many days, and many nights, and he wanted everything to be perfect.
They reached the house. Eyeball whispered a spell that Arnulf couldn't hear, but he realised it was alohomora, since the lock gave in and they entered to the house. Nothing happened, neither an alarm nor a kind of protective spell was triggered when the Death Eaters entered. "The bastard think he is safe now the Dark Lord has fallen!", thought Arnulf. He smiled. That will only make this even easier, he realised.
Arnulf levitated to the second floor, where Newcastle should be sleeping and landend onto the hallway and turned his head to the left, where a narrow corridor contained three doors. he slowly walk to the first of them, the one that was on his left. he shaked his wand and the door opened doing no kind of sound. It was a bathroom. Arnulf could almost listen the silence, so he wondered what the other two would be doing. he turned his face to the hall, and he saw Eyeball walking upstairs. He then opened the second door with a spell that also prevent the door fromo screeching. He coulnd't believe what he found that room, that imbecile of Eyeball never told to him! A maniatic smile was drawn onto Arnulf's face, Newcastle had a son.
Gruntz joined his master in the entrance of the boy's room, where was commanded to grab the boy, so he didn't do any noise. Then, Arnulf repetead the same formula, opening the last door, where Newcastle supposedly was sleeping, where Newcastle would meet his fate.
There he was. Newcastle was lying in his bed, sleeping next to his wife, which he was hugging. Arnulf contemptly wrinkled his nose. He couldn't wait. The man that ruined everything was lying in front of him. He was about to cast the deadly spell at the sleeping man, when some shuttered whinings distracted him. A confused Gruntz was approaching to the room, and he was holding the terrified boy with one of his hands covering the boy's mouth. Arnulf cursed the brute's stupidity, when a gasp that came from his back quickly made Arnulf return to his senses. Newcastle's wife just awaked and she was getting off the bed (as his husband was trying to understand what was going on) instinctively holding a sheet to cover herself.
-AVADA KEDAVRA!!! - shouted Arnulf, and the woman fell to the ground, with her eyes wide open, on a horribly expresion of fear. The boy screamed for his dead mom, mouningly asking for his dad's help, which quickly came in the form of an expelliarmus spell, which Arnulf manage to avoid. Roland Newcastle, now in fully knowledge of the situation spelled the expeliarmus againt at Gruntz, who then was hurled off by the impact, releasing the boy.
- RUN, TONY! - shouted Roland Newcastle to his son, but then he was hit by a disarming spell casted by Arnulf, who then casted upon his stunned enemny the curse imperio- GRAB THE BLOODY BOY! - shouted at Gruntz who then casted imperio upon the boy, inmovilizing him.
Roland Newcastle, who was lying face-down to the floor, tried with all his strength to talk to his attackers, looking foward to save his son's life - Whatever you want, please let to boy go, he has nothing to do with anything - Roland begged. Arnulf laughed loudly.- Don't you remember me, Roland Newcastle? - said, as he approached to the man, kneeling besides him, pulling his hair down so Roland could see his face - You don't remember me, Roland? - Arnulf repeated. Then, the Death Eater saw how the auror openend widely his eyes drawing a astonished expression on his face, as he was looking to death itself. - DON'T YOU REMEMBER ME, ROLAND NEWCASTLE?! - shouted Arnulf as he smashed Roland's face against the floor. Roland moaned in pain, as he continued to beg for his son's life. - Oh, my friend, your son has everything to do about this! - said Arnulf with a maniatic expression, and then pointed his wand towards the crying boy - CRUCIO! - shouted Arnulf, and the boy began whriting in pain on the floor, shrieking with agute screams that penetrated the silence of the night. But Arnulf didn't care. He even didni't care when Eyeball hastily came to the room saying that some type of alarm was triggered, and that the aurors where coming, and they had to flee. Arnulf casted upon the boy the deadly curse, and he stop writhing, and screaming. Now, the only thing that could be heard was Newcastle's silent moaning. Arnulf kneeled down and grabbed Newcastle's shirt and started to shake him violently - Do you see, you maggot, - shouted at Roland who was begging to be finished off - Do you see what happens to everyone which stumbles upon MY path? -Arnulf saw the miserable man who was staring to nothing. He was a living dead. Arnulf punched him onto his face, and the raised up, looking to the beated man. he was moaning just awaiting the final blow. Arnulf enjoyed the view when he finally cast the deadly curse upon Roland.
-BOSS, BOSS, we have to go! - shouted Eyeball to Arnulf. The aurors were surely coming to the house and if the stayed there, they will get caught. Arnulf walked to the window and looke outside it. No light fought the darkness. He opened the window, raised his wand to the sky, and whispered "Morsmordre". A green light started to sprout from the point of his wand, which then drew on the sky a skull crossed by a snake. The Dark Mark was seen once more.
Originally Posted by Major Darling
