Electra knew she wasn't made to battle. She knew she wasn't created to fight. Well, she was, but she taught herself she wasn't created to do those things.
But when one of the people who contributed into creating her is in danger, then you can well expect her to go against every moral she created for herself to save him.
Which is how she ended up here, straining her power in an attempt to find Lord Voldemort's hiding spot. He had captured Sam in an attempt to get information out of him, about Electra. He wanted her to be on his side, because her abilities could be very useful to his cause.
"Malfoy Manor," she whispered, more of a guess than an answer.
"Electra," Dumbledore said gently, "you have to be the one to go there and save him."
Electra's head shot up.
"What?"
He sighed.
"You have the speed, the strength, the knowledge. You can save the Winchester, Electra."
He had Electra when he mentioned saving Sam.
*~*~*
"Electra," James said worriedly, "you don't have to do this if you don't want to."
Electra rolled her eyes at his false reassurance.
"Of course I have to, James. Someone could die if I don't do this."
James blushed, looking at his feet before glancing back at her.
"But you could too," he choked out.
Electra couldn't bring herself to cry, knowing it would just hurt him more. She knew there was a great chance she could die, or turn to Voldemort somehow. After all, there was a large chance that she could become a murderer. It was, technically, what she was created for, although she didn't like to think about that. She felt she taught herself well, and she trusted herself.
"It's okay, James," she whispered into his ear.
He buried his face in her shoulder and just wept. He didn't want to lose her; not now, not ever. But he had to face the facts, because he knew he was going to lose her eventually. He just didn't know when. However, he definitely hoped it wasn't now.
"I'll see you later, James," she sniffled.
"Yeah, I'll see you later."
Electra forced a smile and turned to Dumbledore.
"Ready."
Dumbledore hoped the girl's robot-like teleportation powers would get her out of Hogwarts. They didn't know for sure, really just went out on a limb. They had to hurry, though, before they did too much damage to Sam.
Electra closed her eyes and opened her computer, then opened her eyes again.
Into the search bar, she typed in 'Malfoy Manor'
All the information ever recorded about the Malfoy Manor appeared in front of her, but she was only focused on one thing. She made nodded towards the button.
'Teleport'
And teleport she did.
*~*~*
Electra actually wasn't expecting it to be so easy. All it had taken was a little bit of concentration and a lot of sickness afterwards, but that would surely go away if she did it more. And now here she was, standing in front of Malfoy manor, in all its glory.
She let herself in, not wanting to knock and give herself away.
After looking around a bit, she realized that the only way she was gonna see anyone was if she did give herself away.
So, that's what she did.
"Hello?" She called.
Suddenly she was in a large, dark, smelly room. More like a dungeon, really. There were puddles of blood covering the floor. All of a sudden she really didn't want to look up. She had to, though.
Electra's gaze followed the blood to the spot in the center of the basement. Her eyes slowly slid up to see the face of who had bled this much blood.
And of course, there he sat. Sam Winchester, looking bloodied, beaten, battered, and terrified, but he had a determined gleam in his eyes that Electra felt she only noticed because of her robot powers.
He chuckled, and Electra felt a surge of anger run through her. He had the guts to laugh, after she came all this way for him?
"Good to see you, Electra," he said.
He made an attempt to smile, but he let out a groan of pain instead.
Electra unfroze, and ran over to him, untying the ropes quickly.
"Where is he?"
Sam looked dazed.
"Where's who?"
"Tom Riddle, you idiot."
Sam froze and tears started streaming down his face. He was clearly in a memory.
"Please, no!" He whimpered.
Electra sighed and picked him up, allowing him to wrap his arms around her neck.
"C'mom, Sammy," she groaned.
She activated her super strength, and soon enough carrying him felt like carrying a feather.
"Right, now should I teleport or run back..." Electra muttered to herself.
A voice sounded behind her.
"Oh, my dear, sweet Electra, you're not going anywhere."
Electra froze.
*~*~*
MY MUSIC IS TURNED UP AN UNHEALTHY AMOUNT BUT I DONT WANNA TURN IT DOWN, I JUST WANNA TURN IT UP HELP ME
IM A BLONDE NOW BTW
NOT FOR LONG JUST SO I CAN PUT MORE DYE IN IT
BUT I REALLY LIKE IT SO I MIGHT TRY TO KEEP IT LONGER OK BYE
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