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Feb 3 2008, 08:44 PM
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[size0]The headlines on the papers the next morning read: - <span style='font-size:23pt;line-height:100%'>Brutal murder warns citizens
rise in organize crime threatens euphoria
She was only sixteen. The eldest daughter of 4 children and golden girl of Hogwarts. What ever she could’ve done to result in the dismantling of her body was beyond everyone. Besides, she was only a child. She wasn’t involved in anything that could’ve caused her death. But this wasn’t the only dead body suddenly appearing out of no where. After Rachael Wood was found, people began turning up dead everywhere and no one had an explanation. Suddenly their utopia was a battlefield once again.
The war was over. Peace had fallen over England, it was exactly as everyone imagined it would be once the fighting was done. Harry Potter and friends were now out of Hogwarts and beginning their new lives. Marriages and children were sprouting like poppies in Flanders Fields. Of course things went smoothly at first. Everyone thought this was the dawning of a new era. It was, for some. Kingsley Shacklebolt had plans. He would reunite England and bring equality to all the wizards and witches of the UK. He planned on ridding the notion of pureblood supremacy from everyone’s mind and offering jobs that muggleborns never would’ve been offered prior to the second war. But not everyone who found out about this plan was all too happy about it. - “Father says it’s a disgrace that all the work we’ve done over the years is being shot to hell by the government.” Draco Malfoy remarked as he laid the money on the counter before turning to look at Theodore Nott. Nott appeared pensive for a moment.
“What if we infiltrated the Ministry and influence some of their choices?” It was a viable offer. Draco thought about it for a moment before grabbing his change and the paper bag the owner of Borgin and Burkes had put on the table. As he turned towards the door he stopped, “What did you have in mind?” He asked. Nott grinned and resumed his position beside Malfoy.
“There are still many loyal followers within the community. If we get them together we could devise a plan to persuade Shacklebolt into doing what we want.” Malfoy opened the door and stepped out into Knockturn Alley. “And if he isn’t as easily manipulated as you hope he is?” A blonde eyebrow shot up as he turned to look at Theodore. “Well then we do what we’re best at.” A smirk drew across the faces of both men and the plans were set.
At first it was a plot to overthrow the government; it was supposed to reinvent the old ways among the prominent figures of the community. But soon enough it turned out to be a lot more powerful then intended. When the Minister caught wind of the plan for his assassination he sent for the suspected leaders to be captured and arrested. But when Avery and Carrow escaped from Azkaban a week later Kingsley knew there was an infiltration in his government. Unable to decipher who it was that was feeding these revolutionists information Kingsley tried to pretend that nothing was happening, if only for the sake of saving face. Before long the plot to destroy the ‘new government’ turned into a criminal organization whose only goal was to control the government from the outside in. - “Shacklebolt is being a pain in my ass.” Carrow grunted as he seated himself at the dining table in Malfoy’s manor. He looked over the other men who were sitting at the table, Nott, Avery, Davies, Pritchard, Warrington and of course, Malfoy himself. He wasn’t completely sure whether his offer would be taking to lightly, nor was he sure whether he’d be leaving the manor after he made his offer. But if they heard him out it seemed to be a grand idea. “In Italy…” He began breaking into the conversations of the other men, “The muggles have created factions. They call themselves the Cosa Nostra, but the populace calls them the Mafia.”
He swallowed hard as he saw the disgusted look past over his leader’s face. “They are a secret organization that controls businesses and the government just as we are. They deal in murder, extortion, trafficking, gambling, loan sharking, prostitution and many other things. I think the best way we can gain control once again was if we go about those sorts of things and yet ‘offer protection’ to the people. That way we gain their blind trust and take control of everything.” He shifted uncertainly in his seat as he examined the faces of the other men. There was a death-like silence over the room until finally Malfoy’s voice broke through, “I like it.”
And just like that we had the beginning of a true full-fledged mafia faction within England. While on the surface it appeared as though Kingsley was still in charge, in truth all those under him were controlling him and they were under the influence of the mafia. A week before young miss Rachael Wood was murdered Kingsley Shacklebolt disappeared from his bedroom in the middle of the night. No one knew anything about his whereabouts. After that a new Minister for Magic took the seat. Theodore Nott soon changed the face of the Wizarding World. To the populace the government looked like the good guys, every time a new body was found it invoked more fear in everyone to which the government responded with more offers of protection.
Of course not everyone was fooled, there were some who realized what the English were really doing. This is when other factions began appearing. The Scotts and the Irish broke away first, but they maintained an allegiance with the mother country if only for the sake of staying strong. As more groups began to emerge those who knew the truth of the government began selling the idea of the fraud to everyone. With a resistance growing against the mafia as fast as it was killings became more frequent and more brutal then ever before. Suddenly it wasn’t just the United Kingdom that was divided France, Italy, Bulgaria, Russia and America became involved as well. Everyone was fighting for power, territory and authority. Some of them were just in it for the fight, for the bloodlust.
When the Wizards became making their own clans the Lycans and Vampires responded by joining forces with the clans among their power. It became everyone for himself. Rachael Wood’s death was only the beginning. Shortly afterwards people began showing up ripped to pieces, it was a warning to anyone who dared crossing one of these groups. The world is no longer the same, either you’re with someone or you’re dead. There is no middle ground. And as for who you with, you better damn well hope you’re with the strongest group because you never know who’s in your bedroom at night with a knife to your throat. War is brewing between all the countries; something is going to happen soon… Whatever it is, it’s not going to be pretty. There’s no way of knowing if you’ll survive. So for now find a group, pay the fee, get protection and hook me up.[/color][/font]</span>
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