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Beyond The Grave

Anime Redneck

Chapter 5

Undead and Unstoppable

Viktor Krum sat in his study nervously looking back and forth at the door. He had received word that Draco's club had been hit and that Draco was believed to be dead. The only reason they had yet to identify whether or not he was among the dead was due to the fact that the authorities had yet to find enough of his body to identify. Another cause for concern was Neville's team had yet to call back from there mission. Something was definitely wrong. Viktor had called in every favor he could and had amassed a small army to protect him. Some may call that paranoid, but Viktor always prided himself on being prepared. Just then the door opened, and Viktor jumped in the air before he realized it was just one of his bodyguards.

"Vat do you vant?" Viktor asked attempting to look as if he had not been startled.

"Sir. This note just came in through the front door." The guard said handing Viktor a small note. "When we looked out the door there was no one there."

Viktor looked at the note. Hesitating he unfolded and read it.

< Yee Haw Mother Fucker > Was all it read.

"What does it mean sir?" The guard asked.

"It means we're about to have a guest." Viktor replied quietly. "Ready the guards." He ordered.

***

At that moment a Harley Davidson came bursting in through the second floor balcony. The Guards in the room quickly leapt out of the way as the bike came to a halt in the center of the room. The rider dressed in black with a matching cowboy hat and a large coffin on his back stepped off and turned to face them.

"Good evening gentlemen. I'll be your tour guide for tonight's trip to hell." Harry said as he drew his guns. "You can call me Grave."

The guards all drew their wands and prepared to send curses in Harry's direction. However, Harry was too fast for them. His movements but a blur Harry rapidly fired at each guard killing them all before the first had even hit the floor.

Making sure he had not missed any Harry stepped though the door and found himself in a hallway lined with doors. Harry took a step into the hallway when a set of steel bars dropped blocking the doorway behind him. Once this was done every door in the hallway opened and an assortment of Wizards and Muggle mercenaries poured out and aimed their weapons at Harry.

"Come three or three hundred, it makes no difference to me. Viktor Krum will die by my hands tonight, and there's nothing you can do to stop me." Harry said quietly, his grip tightening on his guns. "But your welcome to try."

The assembled men of the hallway needed no more incentive and began firing a barrage of bullets and spells kicking up a large cloud of dust and debris. The dust settled and Harry Potter still stood mostly unharmed. The majority of the spells had hit with little to no effect, and the few bullets that managed to make it past his enchanted clothing were pushed out of his body as the wounds healed themselves up.

"So tell me, was that your best shot?" Harry asked.

Before the men could react Harry began firing his guns. Striking the guards down with deadly and ruthless accuracy. Seeing that their weapons were having little effect on their adversary the guards began to retreat. Harry continued to march forward as the guards began to attack from all sides as the doors of the hallway continued to open allowing more guards to pour out. Finally Harry reached the room at the end of the hallway. Unfortunately, the large circular room he was in provided the guards with plenty of cover to fire from. It made no difference to Harry. Just another obstacle in his way.

***

Viktor was watching the entire battle from his study. He was suddenly very thankful that Sherry had insisted that he have muggle surveillance cameras installed in his home. He could see everything from his study; he could even hear the screams of his men as they were gunned down. Viktor wasn't a fool, he knew who this was seeking him out. Very few people could possibly be crazy enough to make a frontal assault on a heavily fortified mansion. But only one man could pull it off with the grace and ease that was being displayed here: Harry Potter.

Viktor suppressed a shiver as he watched Harry shoot two more guards. Looking away from the screen Viktor made a silent prayer that he was wrong, and it wasn't Harry Potter hunting him. Because if it was then Viktor had little time left. The guards were dropping like flies. Fortunately Viktor had one last trick up his sleeve.

***

No less than seven guards stood with their weapons aimed at a single doorway. They knew that the intruder would come through here. He had to, they were the last line of defense, behind them was the study that Viktor Krum was hiding. The guards tensed when they heard footsteps coming from the doorway.

With a loud explosion a hole was blown into the ceiling, and Harry dropped in directly behind the guards with both guns ready. Before the guards knew what hit them, Harry had dispatched them all. Holstering his guns he turned and walked into the study.

Standing before him trembling with fear was Viktor Krum. Without pause Harry drew his gun and aimed at Viktor.

"Well well, such a cute assassin this time." A strangely familiar feminine voice called out. Harry quickly turned to the corner to see a woman dressed in a black bodysuit throw off an invisibility cloak. "Give us kiss." She called out to Harry.

The woman darted toward Harry. Just as he took aim on her she batted his gun out of his hand causing it to land on a coffee table in the room. Next, she delivered a right cross to Harry's jaw that caused him to stagger back. Thinking she had her opponent on the ropes she side-kicked Harry in the gut, but Harry was ready this time and wrapped his arm around her leg holding her in place.

"Kiss this." He said as he drew his other gun and pressed it into her torso before he pulled the trigger sending her flying into the nearby wall.

"Now where were we?" Harry asked as he looked back at Viktor who had yet to move from his initial spot.

"Well it certainly seems that little baby Potter has grown to be quite the soldier." Said the feminine voice from behind Harry.

Harry snapped around to see the woman standing behind him. The wound in her abdomen already healing over. It was now that Harry took a moment to get a good look at her.

"Lestrange?" Harry asked, confusion written across his face. "Your dead. You were killed years ago."

"Yeah well same to you Potter." Bellatrix said with an evil grin on her face. "Weasley was kind enough to bring me back to life to serve as a bodyguard for Viktor. Although I never dreamed I would get another shot at you Potter." She snarled

"Same here. This time you won't be coming back." Harry said as he unstrapped the coffin and tossed it to Viktor who staggered and fell under its enormous weight. "Don't go anywhere this won't take long."

Both fighters charged each other and began to trade blows. Harry tried to hit Bellatrix with the handle of his gun, but she blocked it and sent it falling to the ground. Harry countered by hitting her in the gut with his knee. Bellatrix fell back then delivered a kick to Harry's head that caused him to fall to the ground. Growling in frustration Harry slammed his fist into the floor and stood back up. Holding his hand out toward Bellatrix he beckoned her to come at him again. She was all too happy to comply. Bellatrix rushed at Harry and unleashed a flurry of attacks at Harry who blocked all of them before he backhanded her sending her to the floor. She quickly got up and rushed Harry once more. This time she attempted a sweep kick at his legs. Harry easily back flipped out of the way of the attack. Unknown to Bellatrix was that while Harry had back flipped he had also picked up his gun that had been lying on the floor.

"Come on Bella. Your master faired better this." Harry said challenging her to attack him again.

Bellatrix attacked Harry once more with a right cross-aimed at Harry's jaw. This time Harry caught her wrist at twisted it holding her at arms length from him. Harry pressed his gun to her chest once more and fired three rounds into her. This time however, Harry didn't release her, instead he reversed his grip on her arm and twisted it in the opposite direction forcing her to turn around. Harry then fired three more rounds into her back. Turning her around once more Harry twirled his gun in front of her face before stopping with it pointed at her throat. He fired once more sending her crashing into the coffee table causing Harry's second gun to fly into the air where Harry caught it.

Harry trained both guns on Bellatrix who had begun to cough up blood. He fired round after round in to her body until she ceased to move. Breathing a sigh of relief Harry turned back to Viktor who was still struggling to get the coffin off of him.

"I'm only gonna ask this once, and don't try to lie cause I can smell the polyjuice on your breath from here." Harry said as the fake Viktor's eyes grew wide. "Where is Viktor Krum?" He asked menacingly.

***

Victor paced back and forth in his basement study. The sounds of violence had ceased a few minutes ago. He could only pray that his decoy had worked, and Harry had left thinking Viktor was dead.

Without warning someone began to knock on the steel door of the study.

Three knocks.

Two knocks.

Three knocks.

Viktor breathed a sigh of relief. It was the all-clear code, he was safe. Running to the door Viktor opened it expecting to see his advisor. Instead all he saw was a fist come flying at his head. The blow sent him sprawling to the floor dazed and confused.

"You laid a hand on my girlfriend Viktor." Harry stated coldly as he lit a cigar. "Big mistake." He breathed.

Not wasting a moment Viktor began sending curse after curse at Harry. Who calmly walked up to him ignoring the curses that harmlessly struck his enchanted clothing, and ripped the wand from his hand. Harry then grabbed Viktor by the neck and threw him across the room where he landed just beyond the couch. Harry walked over to a wall that was covered with an assortment of knives.

"Nice collection you got here Viktor." Harry said very calmly despite his anger at being near Viktor. Out of the corner of his eye Harry saw Viktor reach for something under the couch. In one fluid motion Harry grabbed a knife from the wall and threw it at Viktor pinning his hand to the floor.

"Now what were you reaching for?" Harry asked as Viktor screamed in agony and tried in vain to pull the knife from his hand. Harry reached under the couch and pulled out a sawed off shotgun.

"Now this is a classic. You don't see many of these around anymore." Harry exclaimed.

"Please Potter. I can pay you anything you vant. Just don't kill me." Viktor begged.

"Really? Any amount?" Harry said appearing to be interested in Viktor's proposal.

"Yes! Any amount just name your price." Viktor said hoping he could talk his way out of this one.

Harry calmly walked over to Viktor and placed his boot on Viktor's free arm holding it in place. He then pointed the shotgun at Viktor's hand and pulled the trigger. Viktor's hand was completely destroyed, only a small bloody stump was left. He screamed loudly, tears of pain flowing from his eyes.

"I don't want your money Viktor. I want to see Hermione alive again. But since I can't have that I guess I'll settle for seeing you get what you deserve." Harry said as pulled two more knives down from the wall.

***

Sherry Weasley sighed as she stretched her back. It was another long night working in her lab. The final preparations for the Orgmen were complete. Amazing creatures they were. Sherry had used the vast knowledge she extracted from Voldemorts remains to create the Necrolization process that allowed the dead to be brought back to life. Now she had taken it a step further by creating the Orgmen.

Before her in a large glass cylinder stood one. It was nearly six feet tall, humanoid in appearance with pale white skin. Its eyes were closed now but when they were open they were a haunting blood red. The head had no hair or eyebrows; in fact the only other discernable feature on the entire body was the glowing red barcode on the forehead.

Sherry sighed once more as she admired her work. The Orgmen were in simplest terms clones of Voldemort. However, they were unable to use magic and instead would rely on shape shifting abilities in combat. They had also inherited a great resistance to all forms of magic. Built to be purely mindless yet obedient shock troops the Orgmen would allow The Order to take control of Europe very soon.

"You wanted to speak to me Mrs. Weasley?" Kingsley Shacklebolt asked from behind Sherry.

"Ahh yes Kingsley." Sherry replied in her usual silky tone. "I just received word that it was you who provided Severus Snape with the Heads of Cerberus and the information on our Necrolization technology."

Kingsley narrowed his eyes at Sherry. "So what if I did? Someone needs to stop you. What your doing here is madness." He said as he drew his wand. "I won't allow you to continue your ungodly work anymore."

"Fangoram." Sherry calmly called out.

Suddenly the door next to Kingsley was thrust open and Fangoram stepped out with his cross-shaped rifle drawn. He swung it like a bat and sent Kingsley flying into a nearby table of equipment. Fangoram took aim with is rifle.

"Wait Fangoram. Don't use the Center Head in here." Sherry ordered. "I don't want to have to clean up the mess." She said as she examined her fingernails.

With a small growl Fangoram dropped his rifle and stalked his way to Kingsley. Kingsley began firing an assortment of spells at Fangoram, with little success. Fangoram quickly reached him and snapped Kingsley's wand with one hand. Kingsley wasn't about to go without a fight though. He reeled back and punched Fangoram with everything he had. Fangoram gave no indication that he had even been touched. He reached out and grabbed Kingsley by the throat and began to choke Kingsley.

"I-It doesn't matter if you kill me." Kingsley said very weakly as he gasped for air. "Severus has brought Harry back. Soon you'll be stopped." As Kingsley finished his last word his body fell limp.

"So it is Harry that's been running around." Sherry mused. Just then Sherry's cell phone began to ring.

"This is Sherry."

"Mrs. Weasley this is Officer Wesker with the department of Magical law enforcement."

"What news do you have for me Officer?"

"I'm sorry to inform you that Viktor Krum has been murdered mam."

"I see. Do you know the cause?"

"I can't say for certain since the coroner is still in the bathroom puking, but if I had to make a guess I'd say someone took his knife collection and stabbed him in all his major organs... alphabetically."

"Thank you for calling me Officer." Sherry said as she cut the call. Harry had been busy tonight. Oh well she had been looking for a final test for her Orgmen, and it looked like she had found one. And even if Harry managed to defeat them Sherry had another surprise in store for him.

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Spawn Of Voldemort


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