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Chapter 2

�� He sat with
his back against the short wall with the huge rifle leaning against him cloaked
in the shadows of the rooftop. His left hand rested lightly on the weapon while
he waited of the signal. He was not wearing his mask on this one nor his claws,
it was not that kind of job. The shadows around his bare flesh where the
darkest of those around him.

�� The hardest
part of doing these jobs was mapping out how to do them. He was not much
of a planner but Robert had a few good minds he could tap. Pulling the trigger
was easy, ridiculously easy; it was the waiting that bothered him. He had
better places to be tonight.

�� Harry was
brought out of his musings when he heard Ishtar talking within his mind. Your
prey is walking down the clearing now Master. She was suppose to be
watching from down the street. He had spent most of yesterday going over the
intelligence that had come from Roberts�s people. The mark was known for
walking down this way from his friends house a few blocks down, his mothers
house was across from the store he was waiting on.

�� Harry moved
slowly keeping half his concentration on the cloak of shadows he was
manipulating around him so he could avoid detection. He had taken the time
necessary to learn this skill with pain staking effort. It screened him from
muggle surveillance systems as well as anyone who happened to look up. To
anyone or anything that looked in his general direction all they would see
would be a darker blot of black. Easily brushed off as a trick of the poor
lighting that surrounded the area. He used this same trick several times for
similar jobs. It took him only a few moments to level the high-powered rifle
and site his mark through the scope once he was set.

�� It had
taken him a few weeks practice to get the hang of the weapon. He was no
marksman at long distances but within a hundred yards he could easily hit what
he was aiming at now. At this moment he the marks head bracketed in his sights.
He was a young kid, about his age dressed in dark jeans and light jacket. Tough
brake kid, you where warned though�He waited a few moments letting him walk
past a light pole and past the last auto parked next to the side walk before he
pulled the trigger.

��

He grunted from the impact of the
stock against his shoulder, which completely hid from his ears the soft whisper
of the bullet leaving the silenced barrel. He watched dispassionately as the
figure�s head rocked back and his body went boneless falling to the ground. He
continued to watch until his blood began to pool about him.

�� Soft words
he was not expecting intruded on the silence of his rooftop. �You are getting
much better Master. The last one took three.�

�� Taking a
moment to expand his concealment to cover her he then replied, �That was
because I shot him in the leg with the first round.� He was not about to
mention that it was her fault for the near miss. He had did not know she was
there next to him until she spoke and it startled him. After that job she
always remained silent until the mark was put down.

�� I think
you should do it this way from now on. It is much easier Master.� Harry rolled
his eyes and grunted. Everyone�s a bleeding critic. He reached down to
police his brass so that the Bobbies would have a harder time tracing this to
him. Roberts people had warned him that the muggle Law Enforcement agencies
where really good at that sort of thing. A moment later a blue hawk and white
owl departed the scene leavening no one the wiser to their activities.

�� It took
longer to fly about like this compared to his Shadow walking abilities but it
was also less draining on his magic. He had spent a great deal of time working
on his magic core but most of the damage to it was, sadly, irreversible. Still,
he had managed to increase it some which allowed him the few magical abilities
he employed in his new life.

Once back at their flat he turned
himself back into human shape and put the rifle away in the cabinet he normally
stored it in. He made sure to remove the clip and the silencer/flash
suppressant before doing so storing them in a small storage cubby below the
rack. The damn thing was way to expensive to have to replace it due to
carelessness.

�� He turned
to his companion. �Get changed and we�ll hit the club.�

xxxxxx

Harry through down the cards onto
the table. �You bloody wankers are the reason I had to take that job from Bob,
you know that?�

�� His table
companions laughed at him while one of them pulled the pot to them and started
stacking his chips. Harry shook his head in disgust. That was the tenth hand in
a row he had lost. If it weren�t so much fun he would find another hobby than
losing at poker.

�� While he
was waiting for the dealer to shuffle the cards and deal the next hand he
through back his shot waving over his waitress. He grimaced at the harsh bite
of the liquor as it hit his belly. It was foul but he liked the feeling it gave
him as it coursed along in his veins. �One more luv then cut me off.� Melinda
smiled at him taking his glass and getting everyone�s order before she headed
over to the bar. She was a sweetheart really. Ishtar had not approved of the
last four Robert and assigned and he knew better than to go contrary to her
instincts. She liked Melinda though he was not sure if it was the fact she did
not hit on him or that she had other reasons.

�� He watched
her walk away swaying her hips as she walked in that tight black skirt Robert
insisted all his waitress wear. Her long brown hair was tied at the back of her
head. Once at the bar she stopped and turned a bit catching him watching her so
he turned back to the game. Got to admit, Bob�s got great taste.

�� Currently
Ishtar was leaning against him with her chin on his shoulder, as was her custom
when he was with �the boys�. They met regularly, mostly every night now to play
cards, listen to the music and watch the girls perform lewd acts that passed
for dancing two floors below on the club dance floor. As always they sat in
Harry�s privet booth on the third floor. She always told him she liked to watch
the dancing but whenever he played she was always watching him lose. It seemed
to amuse her.

�� The other
guys sitting around him where various members of Roberts crew. Bouncers,
bartenders, and other less legitimate members came and went but an extra seat
was never left alone for long. Especially when he was playing.

�� Hey,
Leontes, you should pick a different game. I almost feel guilty taking your
money.�

�� Harry
shrugged giving Ishtar a peck on the check for luck before he picked up his new
hand. �Hell Paul, if I didn�t lose it to you what else would I do with it? Its
not like I really need it.� Not bad, a small pair. He picked up a chip
that was marked for a hundred and tossed it to the pot.

�� A couple of
the other guys where pretty well off and chuckled at his comment. He waited for
the betting to go round before he called for two cards. He had just about to
pick them up when he noticed Robert walking his way. Fuck, what now?

�� Sorry to
interrupt guys, I need to talk to Leontes.� Several of the guys groaned but
they all got up and left. Harry picked up his cards.

�� You�re a
right bastard you know that Bob? First good hand I�ve had all night and you go
and fuck it up.� He showed his cards to him, full houses, eights over jacks.

�� Robert
chuckled at him. �You�ll get them next time.� His face immediately went to
business mode after Melinda dropped off Harry�s drink and Ishtar�s water.

�� You want
to tell me about the Chief Job?� Harry noted did not look happy.

�� He sighed.
�I told you I wasn�t going to kill him when I took the job. He�s just doing his
job; he is after all a police chief of some kind according to those papers you
gave me. If he�s causing so much trouble for you then cover your tracks better
next time. You a Malfoy or not?�

�� Robert was
quite a moment while he stared at Harry. Harry just looked back at him completely
unfazed. �You baked him a cake Cloud.�

�� It was
poisoned if that helps.�

�� It really
doesn�t, you drew a smiley face on it.�

�� Hey, do
you know how hard that yellow frosting is to get just right? The texture alone
was a masterpiece achievement considering the poison I used changed the
composition of the dough. No respect. I left one of my daggers in the cake to
let him know it was me. I told you, I had no intention of killing him but I
sent him a warning to back off.�

�� And how
exactly does a cake,� At Harry�s raised eyebrow he corrected his statement.
�Albeit a poisoned one, scare him to back off.�

�� I left it
on his nightstand. He knows better than anyone his own security measures, its
not like you are the first person to want him dead. Just goes to show him how
easy I can get access to him. If you are really set on killing him though, find
someone else. He�s just trying to make a living. Kids cute too. She�s got this
thing for unicorns, must be a girl thing, I never understood the attraction.
Keep in mind though that if you do decide to kill him its going to be next to
impossible for a regular Button Man. He�s been warned. Buy him like you do
everything else, it�s not like your running guns to the IRA. Just some books,
though you really should get out from the stolen items thing. Might make him
more willing to look the other way.�

�� Sometimes
I hate you Cloud.� Harry watched him shake his head in frustration.

�� Join the
club, we got T-shirts.� Harry quipped.

�� He watched
as Robert eyed him wearily. After a moment he sighed. �Fine, I�ll figure it
out. Changing the subject, you read the Prophet today?�

�� Harry got a
look of disgust on his face as he reached for his shot glass. �Why would I read
that rag? I got better things to do.�

�� Robert pulled
a folded copy of the day�s Prophet and slid it across the table to Harry. He
spent a moment eyeing it as if it was a viper that was going to strike but
eventually took it up and scanned the headlines looking for why Robert had
brought it up.

HARRY POTTER STILL MISSING�

He snorted at that. Three months
after he turned his back on them and they�re still out there looking for him.
Waste of bloody time and print. They can find themselves a new hero to fuck
over�

IS HOGWARTS SAFE FOR OUR CHILDREN?

�� He quickly
scanned that article and frowned. Katie Bell had been hurt by some kind of dark
necklace and was possibly under the effects of the Imperious curse. She was
still in St. Mungo�s getting treatment but had not regained consciences. Shame�I
always liked Katie.�

MURDER AT ABBOTT ESTATE

�� Voldemort
had been busy. Harry read a bit on how Hanna�s mother was killed a few days
prior. He stopped reading for a moment and looked up thinking. Why? Her
mother wasn�t even apart of the ministry or anything� just a stay at home
witch. His eyes narrowed a bit recalling some of the things he had read
regarding the last war. Back then Death Eaters where known for decimating old
families that would not support Voldemort and then marrying their sons or
daughters to the line to claim the family fortunes, estates and such. Harry
looked back at the paper. First Susan, now Hanna�

MINISTRY STRIKES BACK

�� Harry found
his attention riveted as he read how the Department of Magical Law Enforcement
along side with various other agencies struck out against five homes believing
to harbor Death Eaters or their supporters. They had captured about twenty
unmarked persons who under Veritaserum admitted to working for the Dark Lord.
Harry smiled. Mad-Eye had been busy too it seemed. The Ministry also claimed to
have killed several others in the fights that took place during the raids.
Several marked Death Eaters where also captured but their named where not going
to be realsed yet as it was unclear if they where going to live past their injuries.

�� He reached
into his pocket and pulled out the sickle he stored there. The D.A. used
galleons, but Harry gave Moody a sickle with a similar protem charm on it. He
flipped the silver coin. It use to have a blank space where the numerals where
to be for the casting goblin but etched into the metal was a set of numbers
that looked like apparition coordinates and a date. He felt a rush of
anticipation. Finally�

�� Pocketing
the coin he looked up at Robert who had been watching him the whole time. �I�m
going to be gone a few weeks. Business. You still got that empty cottage up
north I can use?�

�� Robert
nodded at him. �Yeah that�s not a problem. I thought you might gearing up for
something when I read that article. I still need Joseph in the ground before
the end of the week regardless of your other contracts.�

�� Harry
frowned at his tone. Joseph was a small time drug pusher that liked to do his
business around or in Club Three. Robert had warned him to take his filth
elsewhere but the guy would not listen. Finally a few days ago Robert had
contracted Harry to clip him. Harry had no problem with it by its self but
sometimes Robert needed to be reminded Harry worked with him because he wanted
to, and for no other reason.

�� I�ll did
him earlier, but don�t get ahead of yourself Bob. You don�t own me, and never
will. I already told you, I�ll be your Enforcer but I do things my way, on my
terms.�

�� Robert held
up his hands. �Hey, calm down mate. I just don�t see why you�re doing all these
charity jobs. You didn�t get paid on that Granger job, nor did you see a quid
for three others I know about from those muggles. You lost quite a bit of money
on them as I recall, at least I pay you.�

�� You don�t
need to know shite about my other projects. I got my reasons, nuff said?�� Harry felt Ishtar nibble on his ear to try
and calm him. He took a deep breath and let it out slowly. She was getting
really good at that.

�� As long as
they don�t interfere with my interests, nuff said.� Robert lowered his hands.
After a moment Harry calmed down and he asked, �I don�t need that kind of heat
you know? When can I expect you about again?�

�� Harry
thought about it before he rose from the table. �Depends on who I get and what
the client wants.� With that Harry walked away with Ishtar following close
behind him.

xxxxxx

�� Robert sat
back in the chair watching the young man and his woman leave. �I don�t mean any
disrespect Boss, but why do you let him talk to you like that?� Robert did not
turn to look at the huge bodyguard behind him but let out a sigh before he
answered.

�� Do you
have any idea who he is? Who he really is?�

�� It was
quite a moment. �I know he�s a crazy bastard and if anything I�ve heard in the
wind is even half true, a sick fuck too.�

�� Robert
nodded his head. �Make no mistake, Clouds got issues. I know quite a bit about
him, more than I should and more than he knows. If there is one thing I know
that beats all others is that when he gets something in his teeth to do, he�ll
do it regardless of what anyone says. There is only one person I can think of
that could control him, and one only.�

�� Maybe it
might not be a bad idea to get um Boss, he�s a loose cannon.�

�� In a
lowered voice so only his guard could hear him he replied. �She died a few
months before he came here. I honestly think things would have been a lot
different for him had she lived.�

Robert heard a few curse words from
the big blond. �Christ, where does that leave us then?� asked his worried
guard.

�� Holding
the tiger by the tail Bruce. Holding the tiger by the tail.�

xxxxxx

�� Harry
stepped out of the shadows of a large Elm Tree and into the light of the street
lamp. The neighborhood was mostly dark with only a few lamps working along the
road. He extended his senses along the shadows about him looking around and
realized his situation. That bit of magic was coming in hella handy.

�� Mad-Eye�you
brought�company.� His voice cut the still silence of the dark night. He stood
stock still keeping his expanded senses coursing through the shadows about
them. The only clue to his feelings on this situation was the slight twitch to
his bladed fingers and the sounds of metal rubbing together. He frowned behind
his mirrored mask.

�� Moody
stepped into the light in front of him with Dumbledore at his side. He had
heard from some of Roberts contacts that he survived the beating he got from
Dudley. He almost snickered, and would have had the situation been anything but
what it was. He did not bother to look or acknowledge the others who flanked
him and the one that stood behind him. He stood still while those about him
trained their wands on him.

�� Dumbledore�s
annoying voice broke the strained silence. �Come along Master Assassin, you
cannot hope to defeat us all.�

�� Harry
ignored the aged Headmaster. �Interesting. I never would have figured you for a
Judas Mad-Eye. I was under the impression we had a deal� I even paid in
advance.�

�� Moody
grunted. �Then you�re a fool. I know a Dark Wizard when I see one, and your
about as Dark as it gets. I ain�t about to trade one Dark Lord for another nor
put myself into one�s service.�

�� Harry
vaguely noted everyone flinch when he chuckled at his comment. It seemed he was
the only one who found he situation funny. �I�see. I suppose this means I will
need to do things�the hard way� In a way I was hoping it would come to this.�

�� Throw down
your wand. Now.� Harry turned his head a bit and noticed Kingsley Shacklebolt
frowning at him. He was always an impatient one. Lets see�Shack, Tonks,
Jones, and Diggle. I almost feel honored they consider me such a threat.

�� Good
choice in fighters, well positioned. Since they are all members of the Order of
the Phoenix I imagine you are not here with Ministry approval. I wonder what
you would possibly want with me� If you needed an assassin would have contracted
me like others have. So� you want me for other reasons�� Harry could almost
feel the tension in the air, he could taste it. It was getting closer now�any
moment.

�� I do not
know how you know so much about us but we are going to have a long talk about
it. If you would be so kind as to come along now�� came from the old man. Harry
just chuckled again.

�� My God
will you please shut up you fucking relic. I don�t know what�s worse, you�re
over confidence or the fact you always seemed to enjoy the sound of your own
fucking voice so much.� Harry turned his face so his mask was squarely facing
Moody ignoring the gasps and muttering from those behind him. �You made the
wrong choice Mad-Eye. Though it was not�unexpected.�

�� Just as he
finished speaking a gun shot sounded from the side and the light above him
exploded in a shower of glass and sparks. The second he was covered in darkness
he was gone. The spells sent from the others flew past where he was causing
several of the Order members to dive out of the way of their own spells. Harry
rose out of the darkness of a rooftop a block down the way. Idiots. Like I
would show up without an exit strategy. No wonder Voldemort gains so much
ground when he strikes.

�� He looked
into the sky and saw a white owl flying away from where the gunshot sounded and
he smiled. Just like I told her� He lowered his eyes and watched as the
Order fumbled about for a bit before they dissipated. Looks like I need to
pay a visit to Hogwarts� If anyone could have seen his face they would have
cringed at the dark look it had. I will need to acquire an informant�and I
know just who will do nicely�
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The Master of Assassins

Chapter 2

HARRY POTTER STILL MISSING�

IS HOGWARTS SAFE FOR OUR CHILDREN?

MURDER AT ABBOTT ESTATE

MINISTRY STRIKES BACK