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‘Alright then, answer me this. Aliens vs. predators?’

The question doesn’t make any sense. I mean, aliens basically use predators as an external womb to perpetuate their species…. And the predators…. Well they come from a world where you hunt, or you die…. They need xenomorphs to hone them into elite warriors. Its a fucked up ecosystem that doesn’t  really have a winner.

Of course he’ll take the scientific approach. I thought fondly while carving runes on the hilt.

‘Okay, ignoring the science behind it…. Purely hypothetical, one on one…. Who wins?’

Are we talking Ridley Scott or Cameron?

‘We did like the sequel better, so let’s go with them.’

You liked the sequel better, not me. But vs. a Cameron alien? They are more aggressive, so the predator wins easily. He’s way ahead on a technological level, so he’s going to stand his ground when the zeno rushes him. But that’s like asking who wins between an average wizard and an inner circle death eater. The aliens hunt in packs.

‘Okay…okay, I hear ya…. How many aliens would make it a fair fight with one predator?’

I asked observing the rest of the room. It was closer to either three or four in the morning, yet the itch to make this thing was a little too much, so here I was staying up and carving runes. While having a lively debate with Chat.

Three…. I could see a predator spearmaster keeping two away with a yautja combistick, but a third xeno’s going to be able to get in close. Even if he kills it, that blood splash is going to melt right through him. It’s a hard call.

‘No arguments from me. I mean they’ve both fought Judge Dredd. Which in itself is pretty badass. Aliens fought batman.’

So did Predator. Let’s not forget Superman and Batman vs. Aliens and Predator.

‘Who won’

Can’t remember, doesn’t matter. You know what… I give the overall win to Predator.

‘Really? Enlighten me.’

Predator has taken on Archie.

‘Shit. you’re right, Archie is basically top of the food chain.’

Hey Sam, quick question, are we more of a Betty or Veronica type of guy?

‘Are we talking about comics or Riverdale?’

Let’s go with Riverdale, we never finished the comics now did we.

‘Then neither.’

….who else then?

‘Gotta go with Sabrina’

Oooh, you make a good argument bro. 

I’m so confused right now. Finally Mage spoke up, I was expecting her to interrupt us a long time ago.

Don’t worry my dear, in a few years when the movies will come out, everything will make sense.

Are they anything like Star wars? She asked excitedly. Mage took a real shine to the world of star wars, for some reason she always liked the empire instead of Jedi, but oh well, who am I to judge. I’m a guy who was in love with Mistress Maleficent for the better part of my childhood.

I mean they are fiction, if that's what you’re asking. But they are different from the entire story of ‘a land far far away’.

After that I just focused on my work while Smiling fondly at the way Chat was trying to explain how star wars was different from the aliens and predator franchise, but soon my concentration was broken by faint light coming in through the window ‘God, is it already 5?’ I asked grimacing at the fact that I was up all night. I was just contemplating it when floating numbers appeared in front of me showing me time. Mage casted the spell without even asking me.

….looks like it

Disregarding it I focused on the construction of the hilt, it was almost complete and was almost ready for use when Harry poked his head through the curtains of my bed. “Hey” he greeted me with a small sleepy smile.

“Good morning” I replied, and saw that he was still in his nightclothes and bed hair, looks like he just woke up.

“Were you up the entire night?”he asked, eyeing the parchments and tools lying in my bed.

“Yup”

“And why are you working on this again?” he pointed to the hilt in my hands

“I found a solution to our problem.”

“And what would that be?”

“My ring, instead of using an entire wand, I’ll just use my ring and focus all the protective runes there.” I told him, handing him the plans and pointing to the relevant corrections, after reading through them for a few minutes he asked me with furrowed brows “Will it work?”

“It should, but we’ll see it tonight. Right now we have class, and I need to get ready.” I said putting everything in my pocket dimension and getting out of the bed “I’ll see you downstairs” I said as I went into the bathroom to get ready for the day. After taking a bath I quickly dressed up in my normal clothes which majority of the time included something generally frowned upon, like today I was wearing jeans and converse, instead of normal trousers and black shoes. After quickly slinging my robe on my shoulder I started rolling up my sleeves and reached the common room, but for some reason everyone was just crowding the door instead of going out.

“What’s happening? Why is everyone just standing around?” I asked Kaity, who was standing at the back of the room. “The door is not opening.” she said pointing to the portrait hole. Moving away from her a bit I focused on the wards and felt two people fighting Tommy near the grand entrance. ‘Albus you fool’ “Well then, it looks like we have a free day today.” saying loudly I quickly ran up the stairs and tried to open the window of the room, but no matter what I did it wouldn’t budge. Looking up at the ceiling I screamed “You better open it or I swear to god I'll blast it to smithereens!” 

To my surprise the windows suddenly opened. ‘Well that was easy.’ thinking that I quickly climbed out but looking down I froze and remembered something. Gryffindor common room is in a fucking tower! 

Yes, but now the question that we have to ask is, how are we going to climb into another fucking tower?

Thinking for a bit I sighed and slowly said ‘We’re going to spider man it’ and with that I quickly applied sticking charms to my hands and shoes and slowly started climbing to the ledge a few floors above me, but it became very clear to me that that this was one of my worst ideas. 

‘Christ on a bike! How the fuck does parker do this all day?!’

Two things, first, he’s a fictional character.

“You really wanna talk about fiction?!” with the way some of the birds took off flying, it seems I shouted it out loud.

Second, Peter’s physiology changed when the spider bit him. Making him lighter, his muscles stronger in order to pull his weight which you don’t have, hence why you’re having such a hard time.

‘Dear god, we have to climb four more floors’. After a few more seconds I saw that the ledge was still too high up but I didn't even have to think about it.

Oh for crying out loud and suddenly I was flying up those few metres and I roughly landed on the ledge.

Fuck me! What the hell was that?!

I banished to ground below us

Looking down I saw a very deformed patch of grass on the ground, it looked like the place was shot with a cannon. ‘Oh my god…. Why didn’t I think of that?’ I asked rhetorically while wondering what was happening with Mage. 

You were too busy playing super hero to even consider that.

Disregarding Chat and putting my wonderings about Mage on the backburner, I quickly moved towards the sound of explosions and fighting. When I reached the hallway leading to the fight, I quickly climbed the beams above the hall and started moving ahead. And soon I reached the opening and saw Dumbledore and McGonagall fighting against Quirrell. Witnessing the situation I just observed for a while, confident in my assumption that they are sure to come on top. It was two against one after all, but it soon turned out that I was wrong. Without an ounce of hesitation Quirrell casted an Avada kedavra in McGonagall’s direction, who immediately conjured a big slab of marble in front of her, which exploded once the spell impacted on it. But even though she was able to save herself, the debris from the slab hit her pretty hard and she was knocked out of the fight. Due to this she fell down in a very vulnerable spot in the middle of the fight. Before Quirrell could even think about taking advantage of that, Albus summoned her body to himself in order to save her, but in doing so gave Quirrell a big opening which he immediately took advantage of and started pressing him. 

Watching this I made a quick decision and quickly began to change my clothes.

You should turn into some kind of game character from the future!

‘Please enlighten me why?’ I asked as I was about to make a mask.

Because no one will know who they are and no one would be able to blame you for anything should you continue on this path. 

‘Alright then, what would you recommend?’

Richard from hotline Miami!

‘I like the way you think my friend!’

And I quickly turned my robes into a bloody bomber jacket and conjured some dirty boxing bandages. And last, I made a bloodied and an extremely angry looking chicken mask. Putting it on I saw that instead of attacking Albus, Quirrell was casting spells around the architecture in order to overwhelm him, while all this time Tom was distracting Albus from Quirrell’s back of the head. 

After finding the perfect moment, I jumped. ‘Alright then. Bravo six….going dark’

I made as much sound as I could when I landed behind Quirrell, giving Tom a perfect look at me. I saw as his eyes widened in surprise, I thought that it was because of my mask, but for some reason that was not it.

“Altair!”

What?

‘What?’

Instead of getting bogged down by this I continued on “Tommy!” I exclaimed with open arms while conjuring a wooden baseball bat, covered with barbed wires, and on the other hand I held my wand.

“How are you here?! I killed you myself?!” Riddle asked while Quirrell was shielding against Albus’ onslaught.

“Funny! Harry Potter could ask you the very same question!” I answered as I shot a powerful Depulso at Quirrell, I watched as he hurtled across the room and collided with the wall. Albus, for some reason, seemed more annoyed by my sudden intrusion than alarmed. "Just so you know, I’m truly not pleased about this," he stated, pointing at me with a disappointed expression.

Ignoring his irritation, I urgently exclaimed, "Cover me!" as Quirrell emerged from the hole, launching spells without exchanging a single word.

Dumbledore skillfully diverted Quirrell's attention, allowing me the chance to aim precisely at the Dark Wizard's knee and cast a piercing spell. A cry of pain escaped Quirrell as he crumpled to the ground. Seizing the moment, I swung my bat with all my might, smashing it into the back of his head—directly into Voldemort's face. The impact shredded at least half of tommy's face. To his credit, he recovered astonishingly fast and retaliated with an area-wide spell that pushed us both away.

Perhaps the blow to his head had rattled him more than expected, for he struggled to cast effectively, this became very evident as a sickly, yellowish spell whizzed dangerously close to my head. Reacting swiftly, I conjured a shield and sought refuge behind a nearby stone column, taking a moment to catch my breath. From there, I witnessed Albus restraining Quirrell with an Incarcerous spell.

Seizing the distraction, I summoned all my strength and focused on a wall right behind Quirrell, who was still struggling against Albus. "Accio wall!" I shouted. Instead of the wall moving toward me, I flew towards it. Utilizing the momentum, I struck Quirrell with a powerful punch to the jaw, eliciting a satisfying crunch. He staggered, disoriented, and struggled to maintain his defense.

Seizing the opportunity, I swiftly cast Depulso at his injured knee, causing him to collapse face-first onto the ground. I summoned my bat and swung it forcefully towards his head, the wire tearing through his skin with a sickening sound. Again and again, I struck, relentless in my assault. Suddenly, Voldemort emerged as a wraith from Quirrell's body, screeching in pain and anger.

Without hesitation, Albus cast a powerful barrier, trapping the wraith before it could escape. “You’re not going anywhere tom!” Albus said firmly and held him down. I backed up a bit when Tommy started banging on the shields, but they held on, and soon wraith calmed down and stared albus with utter hatred. “You can’t hold me Albus.” he said in a very screechy voice. “You’re getting slow in your old age.” 

Finally relaxing a bit, Albus finally straightened up a bit and gave him a very elegant look. A lot like Count Dooku. “Maybe but at least I have loyal friends with me.” weirdly when he said that, he looked at me. “And as long as I have them, you will never win!”

“You’re still a naive fool albus.” Tommy said with as much hatred as he could muster, but then he turned towards me and gave me a very dangerous look. “Altair, I have no idea how you’re here, but it won’t matter. I killed you once, and I will kill you again, but this time I'll make it stick.” and with a very dangerous smile he started screeching and expanding, I could feel the very air around us getting heavy, the magic started feeling…wrong. It was just about to get unbearable when suddenly the barrier shattered in a bright flash and he flew away.

“Fuck” I exclaimed in disappointment and turned to look at albus who was still looking at me with extreme disappointment. “You are not supposed to be here” 

Disregarding it completely I took off my mask and started angrily “I told you, we’ll deal with him together. And what the fuck was that?!”

I asked, pointing at the scorch mark that Tommy left when he escaped and the body of Quirrell with an extremely deformed face. “How does he know that name? And why did he call me by it?”

“Dont worry about it, it is not important.” he said a little placatingly, but then he suddenly his mood turned thunderous. “But what you should know is that you shouldn't be here! I’m the headmaster here! And you’re my student. There’s no reason for kids to fight in this war!” he said with a air of finality, but instead of intimidating me, it just made me angry and annoyed “I’m no kid dumbledore, mentally I’m almost thirty two”

For a second he was taken back a bit but then again he slipped in his count dooku mode “It doesn’t matter how old you think you are, you are my student and it is my responsibility to keep you safe, maybe you fought in this war when I wasn’t around, but I’m here now” after finishing he looked around us a saw that entire hallway was absolutely destroyed, flicking his wand into his hand he started repairing whatever he could. “In any case you should return to your common room, I'm afraid professor McGonagall won’t be taking any classes today.” 

Remembering her I saw that she was still out of order, and it looks like that probably will be the case for the rest of the day. 

“Do you need any help with her?” I asked Albus who just gently shook his head and lifted her in the air. “No, I'll take her to the infirmary.” nodding in understanding i transformed my clothes back to my school uniform and started walking back to the ledge i climbed in from

‘What do you think about that?’

I just know one thing, him calling you by your gamer tag was weird as hell.

‘Mage, do you have any ideas?’

Can’t say that I do, but one thing is for sure, Albus knows something.

Don’t worry about that right now, we’ll figure it out when the time is right. You just worry about how you’ll climb down from here.

Chat said as I reached the edge of the ledge.