The Sadness of Leaving

[Franz Mc Franklen]

Franz Mc Franklen had cried over his beloved wife's death. His own son, had killed her. Franz had been searching for his son for 3 days now, looking, searching, to kill him. He had nearly done just that the day his wife was killed, but failed to to remember how to cast the killing curse. His son had flead soon after that. "Wenton! Come and face me like a true man!" Franz screamed with wand in wand. He knew if he succeeded in killing his son, he would go to Azkaban, but not in vain. It was true, he loved his wife more then his son. "Wenton! Come out here and DIE!" He shouted.

Franz walked down Grimshore Drive. It was the darkest non-muggle alley in Russia. He knew his son was here. His son was not afraid to hide in dark and creepy places. Although he loved his wife more, he still had some love for his son. "Wenton! Come out and i'll make it painless!" Franz shouted. He walked further down Grimshore Drive. He didn't know what scum he would find. He knew there was more out here than just his son. He knew there were Death Eaters.

 

[Sir Wenton Mc Franklen]

Wenton heard his father's cries for him to come out and face him. He wasn't that stupid to risk being killed. He kept quiet and ran silently down Grimshore Drive. After about 3 minutes, he found a dark section about twice more dark than the main stream of Grimshore. He had his wand, but he was still scared. He didn't know what was going to happen. He had to run, he had to find a way to get out of here quietly. He had to escape to somewhere.

Wenton continued to stay in the same spot. He wondered if his father had ceased to try and find him. "Maybe he gave up." Wenton muttered to himself.

 

[Franz Mc Franklen]

Franz walked further down Grimshore Drive. He wasn't having the best of luck finding his son. He thought about what life was like before this. "What caused Wenton to kill her?" Franz thought. He looked back into the memories. He had noticed Wenton starting to hate his mother ever since the day he went to Germany. They had encountered Death Eaters there and had to escape. Franz then realized that Wenton had become an apprentice of a Death Eater. It had to be true. He wondered if Wenton was at this very time accompanied by a Death Eater. he decided to stay quiet.

Franz walked further down the drive and soon came to a darker part of the Grimshore Drive. He waited there, not knowing whether to go or stay. Franz thought for a moment. He needed to clear his thoughts.

 

[Sir Wenton Mc Franklen]

Wenton decided to go back to the lighter area of Grimshore Drive. He got within 10 feet of the lighter area and froze in horror. His father wa standing there. He didn't know what he was doing, but he knew his eyes would grow accustum to the dark soon. "Damn!" Wenton thought. He didn't know what to do. He was afraid of moving because he didn't want to his father to see him.

Wenton presently backed off slowly. He didn't back all the way off, for he wanted to watch his father. He wanted to see what he was doing. Suddenly Wenton was prepared to run, but stopped. He had thought his father was about to point his wand in his direction, but was only stretching. Wenton was somewhat trapped. He didn't know what to do.

 

[Franz Mc Franklen]

Franz presently snapped out of his day dreams. He thought he had heard something. He turned toward the darker part of the drive and stared. He didn't know what was there. He didn't know if it was a Death Eater or if it was just a rat. "Who are you." Franz said looking in the direction of the dark part. He said this to see if it was human or animal. He couldn't see what it was. He raised his wand and said, "Lumonus!" A light emerged from his wand. He still couldn't see what it was.

Franz decided to walk further. His curiosity always got the best of him. He didn't know what was about to happen. He didn't know if he would die or if he would survive, but he did know that he wa about to find out what it was.

 

[Sir Wenton Mc Franklen]

Wenton was somwhat relived. THe light did not reach him. Perhaps he could get away. No, his father's eye were accustumed to the light already. Then something shot threw Wenton's mind. "He non-verbally casted NOX and waited to see what happened. He noticed teh spell completely missed. His aim was off due to his shaking. The only way to escape was to severly harm or kill.

Wenton slid backward as the light drew nearer and nearer. His heart was pounding. He was running out of ideas.Then he remember the pain curse. He would not kill his father, but put him in severe pain.

"Crucio!" Shouted Wenton.

 

[Franz Mc Franklen]

Franz walked further. He felt a sudden bolt of magic fly by him. He instantly got into attack position. "Come out!" He said. Almost simotainiously, a bolt of light came beaming toward him. It was Crucio. Franz dodged it. His eyes were fully acustumed to the dark now and he could see his pitiful sun standing infront of him.

"So it's you." Franz said. He suddenyl had a burst of hate for the child. No love at all. "Prepare to die!" He said. He walked toward Wenton with his wand up in the air. Hep ointed his wand toward a boulder and said, "Windgardium Levosia!" The boulder levitated. He then threw it strait at Wenton.

 

[Sir Wenton Mc Franklen]

Wenton attempted to flea from the giant boulder heading toward him, but failed to. It crushed his right leg. "Augh!" screamed Wenton. He had heard a sharp snap. His leg seemed broken.

"You BASTERD!" Shouted Wenton. His leg had sharp pains. He knew he couldn't just hold it like a little kid wanting his mum. He picked his wand back up and shouted, "Avada Kadavra!" He watched as the green jet of light passed his father flying way off to the side of him. He didn't know what to do. His father was to quick. The only thing he could rely on was luck. "Crucio!" Wenton shouted.

 

[Franz Mc Franklen]

Franz watched as his own son struggled to even say a spell properly. He watched as a green jet of light passed by him about 4 feet away. "Your aim is off." Franz laughed wickedly. Suddenly another jet of light came blasting from his son's wand. It was Crucio, the pain curse. Franz atempted a dodge but fearfully failed. Fear struck his body as he began to feel uncontrolable pain. It felt as though somebody was piercing him with many swords.

Franz fell backward and landed hard on the ground. He began to scream in agony, pain, and everything else. He couldn't feel anything due to the extreme pain. "You'll dearly pay!" Franz said as he then blacked out.

 

[Sir Wenton Mc Franklen]

Wenton laughed as his father fell to the ground. He presnetly got up and hoped on one leg toward a wall. He found a small stick as then walked off.

He didn't know where he would go. He htougth of all the places he knew of. He needed to get out of the contry fast. "Somewhere on the otherside of the world." Wenton thought. He then remembered hearing about a place in New Zealand were magic was great. He would hide out there.

Wenton started off south-east on his journey toward New Zealand. He needed to find a healer though, or he would not be able to make the journey.

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I hoped you enjoyed this Fan Fiction. This is the REAL reason Wenton came to New Zealand. His father is now here and is looking for him. He later finds out he is in Azkaban and then his heart fills with paion when he hears it is only a ten year sentacne. I hope to make more Fan Fictions.

If you wouldl ike to do one with me, contact me and i'll set one up