Magic and Gunpowder

Death is coming for you

A/N Hello people. This is a warning. This chapter contains way too much gore, that may be triggering, or disturbing to some. If you are sensitive, please skip this chapter. It's not major for the plot. Thank you

It was the early hours of the morning. Valentino was safely tucked in Remus's arms, while Sirius was cuddling Remus's other side. When an explosion was heared. All three of them jumped up. "What in Merlin's beared was that?" aksed Sirius and Remus started snifing around. "I smell gunpowder, fire, blood." With a yell Valentino jumped off the bed "HENRIQUE!". "Shit!" Sirius cursed and followed his mate, with Remus right behind him.

Valentino opened his bedroom door, to find chaos. Giuseppe was standing before his door, with a gun on one hand and his wand in the other. "What in Death's Scythe is going on??!!" Giuseppe turned to face him. "We are under attack my Don. Nico said it's Cecilio." Valentino saw red. Cecilio, that guy was a major trouble in his life. He was the only mortal, aside of his guards that knew about Valentino's legacy. He knew what the guy was after. His son.

Valentino growled and started changing. His fingers became long, sharp talons. The lower part of his face started rotting, black liquid started dripping from his mouth. His left eye became an earie white, while his right turned into a black empty socket. Shadows started dancing around him, forming a hooded cloack over his body. "Get me My Son. PRONTO!". He turned into a Reaper. And run into the fight. Death was coming tonight.
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Sirius was in full blown Aurror mode. He was pissed! Those people threatened his Mates and his pup. He was blasting people left, right and center. He had finally embraced his Black heritage and dark magic, with unfogivables, after unfogivables. Followed by the darkest hexes he could master. What made Sirius even deadlier, was that his prankster side came out to play.

The enemy were making their way towards Valentino's office, when they stopped. A loud dangerous growl was all they got for a warning, before a giand black dog emerged from the shadows. One of them did his cross "Mamma Mia! The Grimm!". Never in their lives would they think that the stories were true. The stories about Death's great black hound. The symbol of Death. The Grimm snarled at them and took a step forward. 

The Grimm started walking towards them. One of them had enough "This is not worth it" He then put his gun in his mouth and pulled the trigerr, blowing his head over the back wall. The Grimm then looked at the rest of them and opened his mouth, showing large sharp teeth and saliva driping all over.  

One by one those left started blowing their heads, leaving behind a trail of head, headless bodies. Sirius gave a nod and turned back into himself  "Well, that's anticlimatic".
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Henrique did not like those men, that were in his room. Their leader was blabbing about his master plan. Honestly, Henrique thought, Why would all the bad guys waste their time, explaining their plan insted of going on with the job?  

"......And then, my little Reaper. You, will become my slave. My personal Death slave. Hm.. who knows, maybe in a few years, you'll become even more beautiful. Yes, once you fully grow into your beauty, you'll warm my bed and bare me a new generation of Reapers!". Okey Henrique had enough with this clown. He searched deep inside him, to find that conection with Father Death. Once he did, he tuged into it. The shadows in the room, started moving and twirling around him. He started rising and rising, until he was even taller that the idiot. The only thing you could make out, were two glowing emeralds.

" I am not your Reaper. I am not your Slave. I. AM. DEATH"

They all took a step back to reach the door, with no success. The monster infront of them raised it's hand and their bodies started boiling from the inside. They slowly started melting. Cecilio barely managed to escape the same fate. But not for long.
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Valentino was surrounded. The predator had caught it's prey. Only the roles were reversed, Valentino was the predator and they were his prey. He spread his arms, palms facing up. Erehmn mouer, tantra ohfer noh. Nimpra suhereca nin farha ethran io nanta dohen Morte!  
The bodies fell to the floor, and spirits rose from them. 

Valentino truned with satisfaction, only to come face to face, with the scariest sight he's ever seen. A giand black shadow, with very familiar glowing emerald eyes, was walking towards him. Dragging Cecilio's body with it. The shadow looked at him and smiled, showing rows of sharp yellow teeth. Valentino took a deep breath and felt. His eyes widen when he realised, what he was looking. That incarnation of Death himself, was infact his son. His little emerald.

The shadow nodded and tosed the body infront of him. "You wanted me to be your slave. You wanted me to be your Reaper. You wanted to use me, for your satisfaction! Well here I am! Death is coming for you Cecilio. And in contrary to the popular belief. I AM NOT THAT FORGIVING!" He pointed his finger to Cecilio and he started screaming. He could feel the muscles in his body spasm and stretch. He could feel his nerves snaping. He could feel his veins snap. He started turning red, but kept screaming and screaming and screaming. Until a loud snap was heared and all his limps, including his head were extracted from his body. Blood was splutered everywhere. The walls, the floors, the windows, carpets. Everywhere.
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Remus stood there, looking at the intruders. He was raising his wand when he heared it, a voice inside his head. A voice he knew damn well. Moony. The wolf was talking to him, for the first time. "Remus! There is only one way. Accept me. Let me help you, let me help our cub, our mates! These men want to cause harm to our family. Listen to me Remus. Let me help, let me protect our Cub!" And Remus did, he finally accepted his wolf and transformed, for the first time in his entire life, he transformed painless and without the Full Moon. 

In his place stood a giant brown wolf, with glowing amber eyes. The wolf snarled agining the attention of the enemy. They turned to look at the sound, only to collectively take a step back, when the giant wolf snaped his jaws at them. "What in the nine circles of Hell is that? How did a wolf get in here?". He could swear he saw the best smirk, but then he could only scream when it pounced at him.

Remus was scratchin, bitting, reaping, tearing. He riped throats out, snaped necks clawed chest, until there was only one guy left. Remus spit out a chunck of flesh and jumped at the guy. Bitting at his throat, while clawing merciless at the guy's chest. Finally riping it open, then he dive into it, snapping his jaws over the guy's heart and ripping it out.

He transformed back into himself, covered haed to toe in blood and held the heart close to his face. "Well Moony. I think we finally came to an agreement." He smirked and started walking, to the direction he could smell his mates and Cub.
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The sun rose a few hours later. Valentino walked to his fron garden carrying a large pike. Sirius and Remus were following him, each having a hand on Henrique's shoulders. He walked to his papa, holding Cecilio's head in his hands. Valentino lifted his son and he impaled the Head on the pike.

They were sending a message. A very clear message. Death was coming, to anyone who messes with the De Castellas! Be they in Italy, or in England.

Death Is coming. For all.