Chapter 251: The Event On The Horizon (2/2)
The man chuckled humourlessly, ”It seems you have some vigor left in you. Good, that's good. Well, that aside, we are here to break out some friends, and I thought it would be appropriate if we took you with us, because without some help, there's no getting off this island without dying in the sea,” there was a chuckle, ”and it was sort of my fault that you ended up here.”
Rivers painfully cranked his neck up: ”What?”
”Hmm? You don't recognize me?” the man crouched down and pulled off his hood to reveal a thin but healthy face.
Rivers' blank eyes stared at the face; it took a few seconds for his muddled mind to pull up a memory. It was one of a half-torn, stained, wanted poster he had seen stuck on a pub wall, and on it was a chubby man, who sweated as his mugshot was captured.
The man in front of him was nothing like that, but his brain still brought up the memory, and even in his current state, Rivers trusted his mind, and another blink and look at the man's face, his pupils shrunk in recognition.
”You-you.. . are.. . P-Pettigrew.. . Peter Pettigrew!”
Peter flatly smiled, ”Glad you recognized me. We have only conversed once through my sole letter to you, but that one time has led us to meet here again.”
”You!” Rivers hoarse voice raged. ”You are the reason I-I.. .” he fumed, anger fueling his weak body.
”That would be incorrect,” said Peter, ”I simply provided you information; it was your decision to act on it. Blaming me won't take away from your foolish choices. But let's put that behind us, cherish the present, and look forward to a bright present.”
Peter's voice was so miserably flat that all his word sounded unmotivated and thus totally false. Rivers was left without words — there wasn't anything he could say; he was a man with a broken body, while Peter Pettigrew was a man who had seemingly just broken Azkaban.
”Now, I would like to meet my Master,” said Peter. ”I'm sure you had heard of him.. . he goes by the name.. .”
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And that's how Rivers Lock ended up banking up with the Death Eaters. He went from the leader of Novellus Accionites to a lower-middle circle member of the Dark Lord's Death Eaters.
For the first time in his life, he had been bound, his freedom chained. He was below the upper and inner circle members, any of them could order him around, and he couldn't refuse — not if he wanted to face the wrath of some individuals who wouldn't think for a second before either torturing or straight out killing him.
Then there was the Dark Lord, who would talk to him for hours about his work with Novellus Accionites. Rivers hoped to smooth talk to the Dark Lord, hoping to get into the good graces, but that went nowhere. The Dark Lord would call him to ask questions, and if he tried to deviate to build some relationship, the Dark Lord would put the conversation right on track.
It didn't help that the man was a Master Legilemens, and there was nothing he could hide. Rivers wouldn't even know that his mind was being read without his knowledge, but he did doubt that such was the case.
Finally, there was Peter Pettigrew, his handler in the Death Eater organization. He served the Dark Lord under Peter and was essentially Peter's subordinate.
Subordinate, Rivers had scoffed in his mind. Rivers' was sure that in Peter's mind, he was just a tool for Peter to use. His life was in Peter's hands, and it was all but a law because Dark Lord had decreed it.
He had no way of running.
Rivers was brought out his thoughts by a snapping of fingers in front of his face.
”Rivers? Mr. Lock?” called Bellatrix, and Rivers looked blankly at her.
”There are reports,” he started, ”that there is a pair of Aurors present there in that carnival today,” Dark Lord's Death Eaters had a reach that his Novellus Accionites could only dream of, ”both of them are muggleborns, and from what it seems, are on a date.”
Bellatrix giggled, twirling her wand in locks of her hair, ”Oh my~! Maybe we will play with one while the other watches.”
Rivers ignored the mad woman's ramblings and continued with his plans, ”Our motive today is to gain the pair's attention,” he looked around the other Death Eaters. ”All Azkaban ten members are here and will be entering the carnival without any disguises.”
He was also part of the escapees, but he wasn't of importance and wasn't publicized as the escapees, which he was glad about.
”All of you will enter the carnival and make it look like that you're meeting in a muggle carnival, away from the wizardkind's eyes, but you're going to purposefully make yourself seen by the Aurors, so they will contact their friends back at the DMLE, and —”
”Have a party!” said Bellatrix, and there was a light on the top of her wand, thrumming with magic as wanting to rip free.
”We are not to use magic unless it's not necessary,” said Rivers, ”we need to keep the arriving Aurors here as long as we can, so please situate yourself near the muggles, so the Aurors won't use magic as well.” He turned to the remaining Death Eaters, ”All of you'll wait for my signal before doing what you were ordered to do and put the plan into motion. Be careful because we are going to be working with the place brimming with Aurors, one mist—”
”You don't need to tell us that, kid,” said Augustus Rookwood, ex-Unspeakable, and one of the Azkaban Ten. ”You just make sure that your ends happen smoothly.”
”.. . I see,” said Rivers, ”well then, I have nothing more to say. It's time to start.”
The twenty Death Eaters trained their eyes on the carnival, planning to set off the biggest event of the year and a starting point for a chain of events to come.
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FictionOnlyReader - Author - I have no idea why, but I have gotten slow. I'm writing really slow, and the chapter content is going through a change I'm not liking. This is the second short chapter in a row. I'll try to figure it out by the new year. I'm not going to stop posting, so don't worry about it.
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