Thread: Adderstrike(HP)Church/Moon

It was a large, dilapidated building that looked as if it was close to collapsing at any moment. It was old, crumbling and smelly. For one Severus Snape it brought back fond memories of finally finding a home. Adderstrike, a collection of abused peoples from all walks of life. Wizard, Muggle, Squib, and even a few magical creatures here and there. Adderstrike was Severus's home for a long time while he was going to Hogwarts, and they had trained him in the arts of Potions and spying. It was here in this old dilapidated crap hole that he had become the man he was with the skills he needed to stay alive. All children, no matter the age, was trained well by the Adderstrike 'elders' and was ruled by a 'King' who was always young and healthy, and always magical. The King was always chosen by 'The Father' or rather, the previous King, to make sure that the King in command of Adderstrike was always fair and compassionate. When Snape was a child, the King had been Roland. He wondered how the man was now? He was certain to be old, but was he a Father? Or a much revered Grandfather? Or was he dead? Sev would know soon enough. No one speaks when we go in. and do not meet the King's eyes. He will take it as a challenge to his position and he WILL immediately attempt, and probably succeed, to kill you. Snape warned, his voice calm. He himself was safe, he was Adderstrike, and many of the others in the building would recognize him and know that he was one of them. Once an Adderstrike, always and forever, and they looked out for their own. Betrayal was never an issue, loyalty to Adderstrike was like loyalty to a much loved father. He stepped forward and knocked on the door, grimacing as it nearly crumbled under his fist. The door was snapped open immediately and on the other side was a gone toting teenager. What chu want?! the boy demanded, fingering the handle of his pistol, Snape setting his hand over his heart and bowing to the boy. The Strike of the Adder is Swift... that startled the boy and then he grinned, revealing rotted and broken teeth. The Fangs of the Adder are sharp. the boy nearly purred. the Venom of the Adder is Pure Snape stated all shall fall before the might of the Adder. the boy chirped and they both finished together. Surrender to the Adderstrike. Snape smiled at the boy. I wish to meet with The King. I request the services of Adderstrike. the boy nodded. Your Names? the boy demanded. Snape quickly gave his own name and the names of his companions and informed the boy that they where all Wizards. The boy examined them all and then nodded. i'll see if he can see you. You will hand over your Wands before entering the building. Including backup wands. You will not be able to apparate, portkey, or 'pop' out of the building once you have entered. he wasn't looking at Snape when he said all of this, but rather the other wizards who where with Snape. Clearly the boy trusted Snape but not the others. Snape easily, and without any hesitation surrendered all three of his wands, along with his emergency portkey and headed inside the building, which didn't look much better than the outside did. It was amazing the place hadn't completely collapsed yet. Only once all the wands where surrendered did a young girl appear, maybe six or seven. The King will see you now. she informed them, her eyes cold and wary as she studied the strangers, the boy with the rotted teeth leading the way down hallways that led into what once might have been a ballroom or a lobby, depending on what the building had been before the Adderstrike had taken it over. The room was filled with people, many of them talking, others playing with various knives and guns and weapons. Some of the older ones where doing various homework, with wands and without. In the middle of the chaos was a massive throne, a young man lounging in it, his hair messy, as if he'd forgotten to brush it, his skin as pale as moonlight, his eyes as green as emeralds and glowing in the dank dimness... it was the Scar though, that told them all who was before them, and Snape felt his blood freeze. Harry Potter was the King of Adderstrike.