࿐ྂ ༘֨𖦹 In which they're childhood
friends... she's a Lupin-black
and he's a Potter. Oh yeah, and
instead of Voldemort, there's an
insane man who's ten times
more power...
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CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE! — endless her
"O-Obliviate."
DEATH IS A CONCEPT. It always has been. When people die... where do they go? Everyone has always said different things about death. But the truth is, when one die, they're dead. They're heart stops and breathing is no longer an issue.
Everyone is afraid of death... afraid at least once in their lifetime. But Valerie... no Valerie knew the outcome of this battle. She knew who would win in the end and didn't fear it one bit.
He was indeed a scary man... a scary father who chose power and greed over his daughter. As the two looked at eachother, the world paused. Everyone's fighting seemed to vault to see where this battle would lead too.
One father who held more power than anyone, and then his daughter. An extraordinary battle that may go down in history books. However, she wasn't fighting to be in the books, even if that's what Onyx wanted. He wanted to be feared, known, remembered. All Valerie wanted was him to stop killing innocents. She didn't care about being a part of her papas dada classes.
Her wand was no use in this battle; Onyx was more powerful than Voldemort when he came to his full power. Whilst he didn't have horcruxes, he did have the power of the dead.
The dead stood behind him from the protective barriers of hogwarys that were now destroyed. After running down stairs, exhaustion already nipping at her, Valerie was stood in front of him. The pressure on her shoulders with every eye on her.
Grey eyes stared at his violet. A smirk appeared on his pale face, "You are a fool, Vaxitra. An abomination of a wizard... a failure of woman, a waste of my blood. You... are nothing in the grand scheme of things. You are simply a mistake i am here to clean up because once I'm done with you, Vaxitra, the world will fall and it will be at your fault." He insulted her in a monotone voice.
Valerie stood tall, no fear going through her body. Even as he gained closer to her she stood. She knew every move he would make, every spat he made to her or other she knew by heart. Even if out of the millions of possibilities and thousands of moves he could make... Valerie knew them all. And at the same time, she knew nothing.
"I am not your daughter. I am not your blood in any way but physically. My name is Valerie Lia Lupin-Black and daughter of Remus and Sirius Lupin-Black. I am not your Vaxitra and never will be. You live in a world of dreams, Onyx. After today, mine will come true whilst yours join you in your grave." She confidently growled out, violet light forming in her hands.
