The shadows are coming (Inv)

Fenix had enjoyed the 13 years of Askaban, he killed, butchered, fought, survived. For a full on psycho like him, this was paradise, a prison built for the most powerful psycho's and the darkest ones at that. During these 13 years of paradise he'd earned himself a large collection of Scars, Scars he wore like trophies, he was proud of the pain and death and hell he brought.

However....

Every second in the place was a second from his beloved Amelia, his wife, his other half, his true love. That made him angrier, and more hateful, and stronger, and more powerful. Both physically and Magically, his power had grown substantially due to his constant attempts at escape and wandless magic, something he was now adept in.

Fenix knew he'd been here for 13 years because he counted the seconds he was on, 409968000....409968001...409968002... he kept the constant count in his head. Today he'd decided it was enough. Time to go. He had go Wulfric to smuggle him his wand, in which, was not infact his wand as both his and Marcus's were locked up in the ministry, so it was two wands, still capable of Lethal magic, however, his wand was better.

Fenix walked to his brother and looked at him. "Its time"

It had been visit time, that time of the day when prisoners were allowed to walk around their cellblock, whilst others spoke with their families. Marcus had just came back from speaking with his son, returning to Nova's side. Kissing his woman in the lips, his dark eyes looked over his shoulder, "Took you long enough to have... enough," Marcus answered as he turned on his heel. "What're we waiting for?" he asked as he held Nova's hand tightly.

Fenix smiled, a wide cruel grin. "I'm waiting for..." he threw a wand to Marcus "...you to choose a wall."

"A wall, brother?" he drawled with growing dark grin, "...Where's the fun in that?" he asked casting a spell that made all the bars of the cells in the prison vibrate. "C'mon, I want the guards," he clenched his fists.

Fenix chuckled and walked with his brother "I hoped you say that" he walked round the corner and launched a punch to the first guard he saw, he watched him stagger backwards, Fenix side stepped one and kneed another to the gut and tore his throat out before returning to his orginal target who he tore the eyes out off and cracked his skull of the wall. He then pushed another guard Marcus's way before launching off a wall close lining two guards he then promtly stomped on there heads till it was nothing but broken bone and flesh

A guard went again Marcus' chest falling on his back, looking up at Shadow with fear in his eyes. Marcus tilted his head before stepping on the man's kneecap, walking over him. Two others appeared in front of him, and Marcus pushed them away with a simple move of his hands. He had mastered the gentle fist art and his blows could now break bones, not to speak of his ability to hit vital organs simply by feeling them in his opponent's body. Twisting around, his fists connected with the jaws of the guards, making them bite their tongue and fly into the ceiling, before falling back down. Crushing their heads, he then twisted his body hitting the other guard in the chest - he had hurt some brief moments before - with his ankle, not only causing internal hemorrhages but also cracking his bones and braking many ribs. When he fell to the floor some of his broken ribs pierced his lungs, leaving him there, dying in agony.

Continuing to walk Marcus pushed the door to the snail stairs and began walking down motioning for Nova and Fenix to follow.

Nova looked between the brothers and a soft sigh of releif escaped her lips, finally they would be free at long last. Popping the joints in her neck she fell back a bit as she let the twins take the lead, she enjoyed the blood bath before her when she felt something sharp stick into her side. Turning her head slightly she saw the harsh hands of a guard wrap around her and place a knife at her side. A smirk curved along her pale lips as she twisted in his grasp, grabbing the knife from his hand she tore her arm up slashing throuigh his juggular vein and kicking him into the pit.

Turning she slipped the knife into her waist band and followed the boys.

Fenix smiled at his bother. He noticed the man with the broken knee still survived. Fenix smiled and threw him agaisnt the wall, killing him as his brain splattered up the wall to the celing. He chuckled and swiftly followed his twin

They walked down stairs and were only stopped when the stairs ended at the third level, where more guards and this time dementors waited for them. Motioning for his brother and Nova to take care of the non-beings - giving Nova his wand - Marcus stepped forwards as the four guards came at him. "Gen ..." his palm was placed in front of him, "... tle," a blast of air came out from his palm, - a mix of the gentle fix and wandless magic - "Fist..." he began twirling rapidly, "...Mark two, rotation," he finally shouted creating a field that rotated along with Marcus, and as the four men attacked, cut them all in pieces.

Fenix raised an eyebrow "Congrats ballerina." he walked forward pulling a torch off a wall and throwing it at a guard setting the man on fire, he aimed his wand at the flames and rotated it, the flames mimiced the action, creating a inferno tornado which quickly englufed a group of guard and started to set anything near by alight, the heat was so intense it started to melt the walls and floor. Fenix brought his arm back and lunged forward sending the inferno down the corridor killing anything in its path

Taking Fenix' wand from him as he set the guard on fire Nova turned facing the dementors. Her happiest memory...closing her eyes she visualised Kain and Marcus when Kain was born the joy that they found even in the pits of despair. As the dementors descended towards them she held up the wand "EXPEXTO PATRONUM!"silver light exploded from the wand creating a dome over the three of protection as her werewolf patronus attacked the dementors driving them off.

"Well, seems like we can walk out the door," he grunted pushing the double doors that lead to the second level, which was guard free. Going down to level one it was filled with guards, a few aurors, and dementors as well. Grinning at his wife and brother he shook his head, "Child's play," he cracked his knuckles.