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Cocytus frowned. He looked at the young woman who had taken place alongside him. She seemed a voyuer, watching this to get some enjoyment out of the human drama. Cocytus cared not for that attitude nor for the events unfolding before him. They were of little consequence to a Death Eater. "I am...

Everything got the slightest bit colder as Cocytus strolled casually down Bleak Street. He saw the two girls, one crying on the ground, the other standing over her. There hadn't been a fight, those usually drew more onlookers other than the half crazed old woman wandering by. "The Scarred Man!"...

Excellent, I'll keep an ear to the ground.

He nodded. "Very Well, Shadow." He said. "I will wait patiently." He smiled. "you saw me at my worst unfortunately... I am afraid my personality is slightly bi-polar. I am more often like this than I am screaming obscenities." He seemed to shudder a little. "The loss of control is the reason I...

"Is this all you have to say?" He asked. "As tacit as ever, Shadow."

Cocytus closed his eyes for the moment. *** "I HATE YOU!!!" *** "The Auror... My son, Damien." He said without emotion, "I need you to know more about him and about the woman he was with." He said. "If I am to break him, I must know what there is to break."

Cocytus nodded to him. "Here we are indeed." he said. "That was the first point of the meeting." he said. He gave an unnerving grin. "And the second... You saw on Bleak Street under the light of our Master's mark."

"It's simple." he said flatly. "You are not the first Shadow." he held up a hand before Shadow had a chance to reply. "The Shadow I met was taller, not by much mind you, but I have a keen memory of it. Your body language is also subtly different." he turned beginning to pace to the man's right...

Cocytus' grin widened. "I believe Shadow was there," he said, "Don't get me wrong..." He leaned on a tombstone. "I just don't believe you were."

Cocytus chuckled his mirthless chuckle. "Oh that was simply a matter of good timing, not at all part of the plan." he said. He looked at Shadow. "I don't know if you remember that night." he said simply.

Cocytus turned. He closed his eyes for a moment. *** "He's going to kill the Boy Who Lived!" "What's happening?" "Look at the spells!" "How can he DO that? He's a child!" *** He opened his eyes. "It's hard to recognize it in the light," he began, "But yes... This is where Lord Voldemort rose...

Cocytus found himself in a graveyard. It was early day here in England. He looked around trying to regain his bearings. The pain hit him all at once like a sledgehammer the size of a small child. He fell to the ground clutching at his arm and sides. He hissed in pain and tried to regain...

Cocytus looked genuinely stunned. He stared back at his son, his face falling into a scowl. He looked at Shadow. *** "He's... Beautiful." Erebeth said. "He has his mother's eyes." Jean Pierre said. "He has his daddy's smile." she said back. "Look at daddy!" Damien cooed up at Jean Pierre...

Cocytus' face dropped the rage, quickly replaced by a triumphant sneer. He turned only enough to see the black silhouette in his peripheral vision. "...Shadow." he said. "Your timing could not be more perfect," He turned to Martine. "Now let us dispose of these damned Aurors!"

Cocytus couldn't quite avoid it, spinning to the wall, his arm numb again. He pointed his wand at her. "You are wrong." He hissed desperately. "You'll see! He will return!" He raised his wand to the sky... The Dark Mark formed in the clouds. "HE WILL RETURN! OUR MASTER WILL BRING US OUT OF...

Cocytus deflected the spell shakily... He was hurt, weary... But he wasn't going to let her win, not before the final victory... He looked at her, an evil grin on his face. "You little mudblood wench," he hissed. "You stand before one of Voldemort's chosen. I was there when he fell, I will be...

His brilliant victory... His murder of the girl and breaking of his son... All vanished in a flash of white hot pain. He screamed in pain and stumbled back. "You Mudblood WH*RE!" He screamed his wand pointing at her shakily. "AVADA KEDAVRA!"

Cocytus laughed in victory as she got unsteadily to her feet. He fired a stupify at Damien, and approached her...

Cocytus spun away from the blast, firing a disorientation hex at Martine. *** "I love you so much, Jean Pierre..." "I love you too, Eribeth." "And our son is going to be here soon... You'll be a good father." "I'm so nervous... What if he hates me?" "You're his father, he won't hate you."...

"Protego!" He said, his shield deflecting the ropes. "Expecto Patronum!" he cried, a great panther erupting from the tip and charging at Martine.