Central London
2018, July 27th
3:18 pm 

“Stop running now!”

Crixus flicked his wand in a circular motion, a red spell came out of the tip of his wand and traveled through the air and straight into the shield of the man in front of him. Crixus jumped over the trash can as it was thrown down into his path by the man he pursued. Raising his wand Crixus gritted his teeth as he blocked the curse deflecting into the building beside him, the bricks exploded harshly creating a gaping hole in its side. Crixus upped his running speed as he breathed quickly through his mouth and nose.

“Stop damn it! Your only making this worse on yourself!”

Crixus flicked his wand again simultaneously as three red bolts left his wand and went straight for the mans back. The man in front of him turned and came to a dead stop as he flourished his wand and block every single one of the bolts deflecting them away. With another flick of his wand a green curse left his wand, Crixus flew sideways and smacked the concrete as the killing curse soared above him disappearing into the disappearance. Looking up the man pointed his wand again and fired another green curse at Crixus, twisting his body he rolled sideways across the concrete as the spell smacked the road leaving black deep marks within it. Crixus rolled onto his stomach and swished his wand from on the ground just before the man pulled off another killing curse on him. The curse left his own wand striking the man dead center in the chest, he flew off his feet and bodily went through the air before smacking the ground hard head first, flipping over he hit his stomach and slid down the concrete leaving a small trail of blood. Crixus slowly got to his feet gritting his teeth in pain, he had skinned the living hell out of himself, blood was dripping down his side against his black shirt which had been burned through from sliding on the concrete.

Crixus approached the man cautiously, kicking the wand away he bent down and turned him over.  The mans eye's looked up lifeless from the ground. Putting tow fingers to his artery in his neck there was no pulse he was dead. The curse hadn't killed him, but the large wound in his head from landing so hard seemed to be the culprit. Crixus groaned as he walked to the curve and sat down upon it. He could at least be thankful that this chase had taken place in a pretty abandoned piece of London, he did not have the patience at that moment to deal with muggle police men, that meant a shit ton of paperwork in the end, plus a written deposition to the Muggle Minster as well detailing the incident. Crixus pushed his hand into his pocket and removed a small coin from his pocket, he turned it in his hands three times and spoke. 

“I need a recovery team, we got a dead DW, make it quick there are no civies but that doesn't mean it will stay that way.”

There was a rather loud snap to Crixus's left moments later, looking over two other Aurors had already appeared a small ways away from him, they both began flicking their wands, they were putting up the counter protection spells so that the area was kept invisible to any possible muggle who could happen across the scene.

“You all right Crixus, you look like you took a bid of a pounding, let me take a look.”

Crixus flinched as the Auror lifted his arm up looking at the skid mark that went down his side.

“Doesn't look too bad I can mend it for you in a cinch.”

Crixus kept his arm up as the Auror whom was known as Percius pointed his wand at his wound. There was a slight sting and then the pain was instantly relieved on Crixus's side. Standing up Crixus walked across the road with Percius whom examined the body on the ground himself.

“He didn't leave me much choice, I tried to keep him alive by hitting him with a knock back curse but the blasted landed him on his head and busted his skull open. What ever happened to the time when they would rather live then die in the end?”

“Yeah right, there was never a time when that was so Crixus, sad truth is these dark wizards would sooner die then end up in Azkaban. You can head home if you like me and Lucius can take care of the scene its fairly late.”

“Thanks Percius I will head back to the Ministry I might as well get a heads up on the paperwork, you sure your got it? I could do something before I go at least to lessen the burden.”

“Nah its okay brother me and Lucius will have this all processed in no time, besides Mr. Potter is probably curious about what happened out here.”

Crixus nodded as he took out his wand, raising his arm he felt phantom pain from the healed wound on his side, he knew it wasn't there but damn it sure felt like it was there. With a swish of his wand Crixus was squeezed through what felt like an electrical wire, the scenery quickly changed to a downtown bathroom, unlike during the day it was completely empty now, Crixus made his way inside as a lonely wizard made his way out to home.

“Tough day at the office Crix?”

“Same old same old Bill, evil wizard with a death wish.”

“Makes me glad I transferred to the underage magic division, I just deal with kids who can't resist showing muggles magic all day.”

Both of the men laughed lowly as they went their seperate ways, Crixus walked into the stall closing the door. Walking forward he stepped in the toilet, pulling the chain there was a flush, the scenery changed again as he entered the Ministry through one of the various gleaming fire places in a swirl of green fire like magic. Crixus made his way down the black gleaming marble of a floor, looking above he saw a huge moving banner of the current Minister of Magic looming above the main hall where the huge fountain lay. Moving to the elevator he climbed in grabbing one of the leather straps above as the elevator rushed off at a good speed. Reaching the Auror Division Crixus walked out into what would in five more hours be a bustling room full of people. Crixus made his way down to the end of the hall. Turning the corner Crixus walked the long hallway down to the end office which belong to Harry Potter.

Crixus knocked on the door, within a few moments he was called in as the door opened itself. Walking into the very large oval like office the door shut gently behind Crixus as he approached the large antique black desk and took a seat in front of it. Harry Potter sat behind the desk, his head was down at some paperwork in front of him, he adjusted his glass slightly before taking a quill and writing his name down on the piece of parchment and then flicked his wand sending it on its way out a small hole in the wall above the door. Looking up he smiled at Crixus and sat back in his chair, Crixus removed the sunglasses from his face setting them on the desk.

“Crixus I am glad your safe and sound and could make it here so promptly, please tell me what has transpired with your current assignment before we proceed to other business.”

“Dead. Intel was correct, the target dark wizard was exactly where our sources placed him. I infiltrated the location, a small duel erupted to which he fled out a side exit. We proceeded on foot through and the abandoned section of town, he refused to yield and then in desperation fired the killing curse at me. I tried to keep him alive but my spell knocked him off his feet and down onto his head killing him. I suffered minor injuries, Percius fixed me up. Aside from the paperwork thats in order this case can officially be closed.”

“Sad tidings but like any Wizard he made his choice when he tried to kill you.  Assuming that there was no muggle's present during the battle we can avoid informing the Muggle Minister about the event. He had been rather peaked lately with all the muggle killings by this mysterious group that has arisen and I don't think he would take the news of a all out duel being witnessed by non magical folk.”

Crixus sat back in the chair grimacing at the aches in his body, it was too bad the wound was healed but not the other small affects of taking a nose dive into the concrete. Compared to pushing up daisies as the muggle say a little ache and pain was nothing.

“Thank you for your prompt report, now go home and get some rest, the paperwork can wait Crix. Consider that an order.”

Crixus opened his mouth to argue staying but he just smiled a little and picked up his sunglasses placing them back across his eyes.

“Good night Mr. Potter, if I may be so bold you try to get some rest too I am sure Mrs. Potter is missing you terribly.”

Harry nodded to Crixus waving him off, Crixus walked back into the empty Auror Office and made his way for the elevator. He however suddenly became frozen when he heard a something breaking in the distance and a low plea for help. Crixus swished his wand from the leather holder on his upper arm as he looked around silently in the darkened area. Crixus waved his wand as the tip lite up brightly illuminating the area around him. 

“Hello? I swear on all that is right in this world if your all playing another prank your taking your lives in your hand..”

Crixus spoke half bemused thinking it just another joke to break through the long nights, however when he looked towards the elevator he realize there was a shadow hanging within the public floo entrance. He quickly dashed forward, he slid upon the ground as he approached realizing that there was woman half in and half out of the floo entrance.

“Hey are you okay? What are you doing here?”

Crixus touched his hand to the womans arm an felt a rather cold shockwave from the touch, that was a sign of the Crucio curse being used on her. Crixus pointed his wand at the young woman and swished it silently, he slowly moved it over her body.

“This should help you to feel better..”

Crixus reached into his pocket and removed the coin again and flipped it four times in his hand and spoke into it:

“Mr. Potter I need your assistance immediately, there is a young woman, around the age of twenty in the entrance floo network, request medical the Crucio curse has been used on her.”

Crixus reached back down and placed his hand on the side of the young womans head.

“Help is on the way just try to remain still the Crucio curse will take time to wear off completely.”


Crixus stood silently in the medical wing inside the Ministry, the young woman was inside still be attended too by the medical staff. Looking down at his hand there was a rather nasty burn mark from where he had touched the womans arm, whoever used Crucio on her was a rather nasty individual for that was no normal curse, this one was meant to hurt out of spite. Crixus looked beside himself as Mr. Potter stepped beside him.

“How is she?”

“Healer says she is stable and the pain should be subsiding from the curse, other then that I don't rightly know. This whole situation reeks of mystery so far and I don't like it. I don't know who used that curse on her but they were of a nasty sort I can tell you that much, it was strong and deviating too boot, I am surprised she is as well off as she was when I found her.”

“Let her rest for now, the answers will come.”

Crixus nodded as the Healers came out of the room and slipped down the hallway, Crixus slowly pushed open the door and entered. He walked silently up beside the bed, pulling a chair over quietly he sat down next to the woman. Patience was not one of his virtues and the moment she wanted to talk he was going to be waiting by.