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brokenREBELLION; » a deathly hallow roleplay.
Topic Started: Sep 21 2007, 05:21 PM (36 Views)
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    "What are your reports?"
    "We've been watching them all year and we think it's time."
    "Excellent."


    There were once days when people feared to leave their homes incase they were found and murdered. There were days when people dared not to utter a single name because of the evil that held within its grasp. There was once a time when a small boy was born to defend the world that it had just entered, destined to be marked and destined to become the leader of the light side, leading all those against the evil of the feared Lord Voldemort into war and into the fight which would decide who would survive and who would die rightfully for their cause.

    All dead, dead fighting for what they believed in and fighting for the survival of the world they knew needed to be defended against the evil which grew within it. Though, it didn't make it any easier for those that they left behind, leaving them to grief and cope with the loss. They didn't die.

    It was done.

    Twenty-four years later, and the surviving students have grown up, married and even had children of their own, meaning it was time for the new generation to enter the ancient walls of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Magic was to be learnt. Friends and enemies were to be made, classes to struggle through and yet something wanted to threaten and destroy the normality that was desperatley fought for.

    "Why are we here again?"
    "I told you! We're looking for a cool sign to use for our group."
    "But why don't we just stick with the one Anthony chose? That looked okay."
    "Fine. If you want to be stuck with an monkey on your hand..."


    It was an innocent act that awoke this prescence. Wanting to make a special club, looking in books that were forbidden, finding a mark that was never meant to be found. What would happen? Nothing, for it lies waiting, watching, ready for its moment to strike. It has reached its tendrils throughout some of the Houses, working its malevolence into the heart of the young and wanting to spread itself as far as possible. A select few know of its existance, and are ready to obey at any moment. Although, the children of the old carry on the practice of Defence in honour of the dead, not knowing that soon they will be expected to use their newly-honed skills for real. Cracks begin to appear around the school, widening and destroying. Will this new world crumble before it has truly begun?

    Are more lives to die from a broken rebellion? [/size]

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