Y/N paced in a hallway, a look of rage on his face as he ran a hand through his sweaty hair before pulling his wand and opening a door, storming into a room as everything seemed to move in slow motion.

A young man sat inside the room, bound to a chair. He was blonde, had a faint scar running down the right side of his forehead. He looked terrified.

"What is that? No no no you're not gonna? No I swear! It's not in me!"

Others were in the room, among them as a young blonde woman in the room had her fear filled eyes wide open, her pupils dilated as she spoke:

"Oh God. We're all gonna die."

A bald black man looked across at Y/N.

"Maybe he's telling the truth".

"He's not him. Not anymore" Y/N said emotionless as he strode towards the bound youth.

"No stop. Stop it! Ask her ask the doctor"
the youth begged.

An older woman in her early thirties shook her head as she struggled to speak. The young man yelled again as he further panicked in fear for his life.

"It's not in me!"

The doctor finally spoke up.

"I...I just... I can't tell".

The young man looked down as he started crying.

"No, please, don't. Don't. I swear it's not in me".

Y/N raised his wand that was glamoured to look to the muggles like a handgun as he said regrettably: "I've got no choice".

The man continued to cry and plead: "It's not in me. It's not in me."

Y/N's lips quivered as his face hardened. Green sparks flew from Y/N's wand as the muggles heard a gunshot ring out.

—~—

Y/N's eyes opened widely as he gasped and deeply inhaled. It was now first lesson Monday morning, Herbology, and Y/N had collapsed before having the vision. As he woke he looked up at his worried girlfriend, teacher and friends, the rest of the class whispering to themselves and watching on.

"Oh baby thank god thank god are you ok?" Hermione asked in a panic, rubbing Y/N on the back as he tried to swing over to his knees.

"You gave us quite a scare, Mr. L/N" Professor Sprout said with a concerned look. "You need to go to the infirmary ward, now."

"No I don't" Y/N argued as he shakily got to his feet.

"Baby your eyes rolled back in your head and you dropped. It was like you had a seizure" Hermione spoke in a worried tone as she continued to rub her boyfriend's back.

"Scared of another Dementor probably" Malfoy whispered to Pansy, causing the girl to giggle.
Two seconds later a pot full of soil missed his head by millimetres as it flew passed him, shattering against the wall behind him.

"I can fucking hear you Malfuck. One more word and I'll leave you in a bloody mess on the floor" Y/N roared.

Draco and Pansy both whimpered and instantly looked down in fear.

"Language, L/N" the teacher said shocked at his outburst. Y/N ignored the teacher as he leant down, leaning on his hands against the workbench in front of him, still gaining his bearings as he spoke to Hermione:

"It wasn't a seizure love, it was a vision. I need to leave for five minutes, see the Headmaster."

Y/N began to walk out the classroom, before Hermione whimpered:  "Baby?" and grabbed one of his hands with both of hers, pulling him to a stop. She wore a panicked expression. He leant down, kissing her on the cheek and whispered:

"Hunting business love. I'll be back in five." Hermione sighed and nodded before kissing him and replying "be safe."

Y/N nodded and spoke out to the teacher.

"Just need five minutes for fresh air and I'll be back Professor".

The Professor sighed at Y/N's stubbornness and nodded before returning to help students pot their dittany. Y/N kissed Hermione again and left the greenhouse, quickly apparating away.

—~—

Bobby was sat in his study with a mountain of books and a half finished bottle of scotch.

"Damn seals breaking faster than I can research them" he mumbled before jumping in shock as Y/N apparated in front of him.

"Balls, kid. What the fuck are you doing here?"

"Need to talk to Sam on the two-way" Y/N answered as he walked over to the bookcase where the muggle device sat. He turned the knob to the frequency Sam used:

"Sam, it's Y/N, come in. Sam, it's Y/N, come in. Over"

"Y/N, it's Sam. Are you at Bobby's? What's wrong? Over."

"I need to speak to you, ASAP. Can you apparate to the Leaky? Over."

"I'll be there in five minutes. Over and out."

Y/N placed the receiver back and turned around to a concerned Bobby.

"What's going on, Y/N?"

"I just had a vision. I... killed some guy, some muggle not that much older than I was. I was worried something was in him. Have you got a book of roadmaps of the UK?"

"Yeah you just have to-"

Bobby was cut off by Y/N holding his hand out:

Accio Book of Maps

A book flew from the shelf into Y/N's hand.

"Do that" Bobby chuckled. Y/N quickly turned to the index pages.

"There are only two towns in the UK called Rivergrove. One in Dover and one in Northern Ireland. Dover it is."

"How do you know it's the right one?" Bobby asked.

"English accents and white cliffs, I saw a picture of them on the wall in my vision. Thanks for the help Bobby."

They shook hands and Bobby smiled.

"No worries kid. Stay safe and uh nice beard by the way" he chuckled rubbing his own. Y/N smirked and nodded as he apparated away.

—~—

Sam and Y/N were racing along in the Impala.

"So you're sure it's the one in Dover?" Sam asked.

"Yeah. I saw a picture in my vision. The white cliffs."

"Ok what else?"

"I saw a dark room, some people and uh a guy tied to a chair."

"And you-?"

Y/N looked over at his partner.

"Ventilated him. Yeah. I thought there was something in him"

"A demon? Was he possessed?"

"I don't know" Y/N answered honestly.

"Was there any black smoke? Did we try to exorcise him?"

"No. Nothing. I just plugged him. That's it. I'm sure I had a good reason."

"Yeah. I hope so."

"What does that mean? I'm not gonna waste an innocent man" Y/N snapped. Sam sighed.

"Yeah I know, Y/N, I know. Look we don't know what it is, but whatever it is that guy in the chair is a part of it. So let's find him and see what's what."

"Yeah" Y/N said as they drove quicker.

—~—

The pair finally arrived in the small village of Rivergrove and everything seemed normal, people going about daily life like any other Kentine village.

"Where the hell do we start?" Sam asked. "No name, no idea, no-"

"There. I saw him in my vision" Y/N said to a man sitting out the front of a hunting store cleaning a rifle. The two approached the man and Y/N took the lead, pulling out his 'badge' and speaking with a serious tone:

"Excuse me. We're agents Jagger and Richards. MI5. We're looking for a young man, maybe about 20. Blonde hair with a thin scar running vertically on the right side of his forehead."

The man looked at the two cautiously, like many villagers do to outsiders, asking warily:

"What did he do?"

"Nothing actually, we're just hoping he can help us with some enquires" Sam said with a reasssuring tone.

The man still seemed skeptical. Y/N noticed a military insignia tattooed on his forearm. He quickly looked through the man's mind before speaking up.

"British Army huh? My old man served, did some time in the Falklands."

"What rank and regiment?" The man asked.

"Sergeant in the 2 PARAS" Y/N smiled.

"Staff Sergeant in the 3rd" The man smiled, relaxing.

"He lives with his family up on Aspen way. Duane Tanner. He's a good kid."

"I'm sure he is Staff Sergeant. Thanks for your time and your service" Y/N nodded before the two hunters walked off to the Impala.

"Quick thinking Y/N. Good job. Your instincts are always spot on. You're a born hunter." Sam smiled proudly at his student proudly.

"Yeah well let's just hope I don't die one" Y/N chuckled as Sam suddenly stopped him muttering: "Shit"

"What is it?"

Sam pointed to a word carved on a sign post.

"Croatoan?" Y/N asked.

"Yeah. Roanoke. Lost Colony. Ring a bell?"

"Should it?"

"Didn't you pay attention in history class as a kid?" Sam chuckled.

Y/N didn't want to admit he didn't have schooling as a child. His mother made him read and write with the house elves of course, and he was made to learn about noble things such as the House of Black, but the schooling Sam was talking about, not even close. Definitely not muggle history. Instead Y/N did what he was best at- he spitballed. He improvised remembering an old American rerun that he had seen on tv once at Dean and Penny's house:

"Yeah of course. How bills are made. The shot heard round the world."

Sam looked at him incredulously.

"That wasn't school... that was Schoolhouse Rock".

"Whatever" Y/N answered dismissively. Sam picked up it was a sore spot and changed back to the mysterious carving quickly:

"Roanoke was the first English colony in the US. Late 1500s. Everyone disappeared overnight. No bodies, nothing. The only thing found was-"

"An inscription of Croatoan. That's right" Y/N finished Sam's thought remembering something about it when he read up on the history of the MACUSA for History of Magic.

"That couldn't be related here though could it?" Y/N asked.

"I don't know but we might need help here. Bobby, maybe Ellen" Sam said worriedly.

"Ok" Y/N nodded as they got in the car. Sam tried to use the two way but it was dead.

Y/N raised an eyebrow before getting out of the car and walking to a payphone. He picked up the receiver but only a beeping could be heard.

"No phones, no radio" Sam said standing next to Y/N.

Y/N looked around and spoke with a tone of seriousness:

"Sam, a large part of my training with Jacob was in military tactics."

"Ok?" Sam chuckled wondering about the relevance. Y/N didn't respond in kind, extrapolating plainly:

"If I was going to massacre a town, that would be my first play, too."

"Let's head out to the home, see if we can find the kid, go from there" Sam replied.

They got back in the Impala and followed their only lead, driving to the Tanner household. Y/N and Sam knocked at the front door as a young man answered. He wasn't the one they were looking for.

"Excuse me we're Agents Richards and Jagger, MI5, we're looking for a Duane Tanner" Y/N spoke.

"He's my brother."

"Well is he here?" Y/N asked. He was getting scrambled legilimency and a bad vibe from the kid.

"No, just me and my parents."

"Where is he? Sam asked.

"Went on a fishing trip."

The door suddenly opened wider, an older man standing next to the younger one. He asked: "Everything ok?"

"We're MI5, looking for a Duane Tanner" Sam reiterated.

"Oh he's gone for groceries."

Sam and Y/N exchanged a glance,

"Your son said he was on a fishing trip. Maybe your wife knows where he is." Y/N snapped.

"She's not here" the man replied.

"Your son said she was" Sam argued back.

"Did I?" The kid smirked.

"We'll come back later" Y/N said walking off. The two closed the door.

"Y/N?" Sam asked before he heard Y/N in his head.

Bad vibes and scrambled legilimency, Sam. Not blocked like the Satanists but scrambled. Let's sneak round back.

Sam nodded. They snuck round the house to see a woman tied and gagged in a chair. The son walked up to her.

"Don't worry mum. It won't hurt."

The father sliced the sons arm as the mother shrieked.

Y/N kicked the door down and pulled his wands. The husband charged for the with the knife screaming.

Avada Kedavra

The father dropped from Y/N's spell.

Sam pointed his wand at the kid but hesitated. The kid turned and jumped through a window, running off to the nearby forest.

Y/N quickly obliviated the woman, inserting a memory of her husband dying by gunshot. He glamoured a shot wound into the man's chest.

—~—

Y/N and Sam pulled in front of the town's medical centre. Sam helped the woman get out the car and walked inside. Y/N walked to the boot and opened it, lifting out the blanket covered body of Mr. Tanner onto his shoulders before walking in. Sam called out as they entered:

"Hello? Hello we need a Doctor here"

A young blonde woman ran out to the waiting area:

"Mrs Tanner? What happened?"

"She's been attacked" Sam answered.

"Dr. Lee" The young woman called out.

An older blonde woman rushed out to the waiting area and was instantly worried.

Mrs Tanner whimpered and Sam tried to console her. "It's ok".

"Bring her in" the doctor answered.

Sam nodded, walking Mrs Tanner to the back area followed by the young blonde woman. Dr.Lee turned to follow before Y/N called out, still carrying the body.

"Hey"

"Is that?" The doctor asked.

Y/N grunted trying to get a better grip.

"Mr Tanner. Yeah"

"Was he attacked too?"

"No he uh.... Did the attacking. Then got himself shot"

"Shot?"

"Yeah"

"And who are you?"

"MI5. I'd show you my badge but-" Y/N motioned to the body on his shoulder.

"Oh sorry. Bring him back here."

—~—

Dr. Lee was in the back room treating Mrs Tanner.

"Wait you said Jake helped him? Your son Jake."

Mrs Tanner nodded and whimpered: "They beat me. Tied me up"

"I don't believe it" the young blonde woman spoke up.

"Pamela" The Doctor chastised her.

"Beverly do you have any idea why they would act this way? Any history of chemical dependency?" The doctor asked.

"No of course not. I don't know why. One minute they were my son and husband. The next minute they had the devil in them."

Sam and Y/N looked at each other nervously.

"We've gotta talk." Sam said leading Y/N outside the treatment room.

"What do you think? Multiple demons, mass possession? If it is a possession there could be more. Could explain the scrambled legilimency." Y/N remarked.

"God knows how many. Could be like a bloody Freemason convention" Sam answered.

"Great" Y/N chuckled.

"That's one way to wipe out a town, take it from the inside." Sam squeezed the bridge of his nose.

"But why here. Why now? Seal maybe?" Y/N asked.

"I don't know man" Sam replied. "We didn't see any demon smoke with Tanner or any usual signs. And the killing curse doesn't work on demons."

"Well whatever it is, something turned him into a monster. You know if you'd have taken out the other one, there'd be less to worry about" Y/N quipped.

"I'm sorry Alright? I hesitated Y/N, he was a kid."

"No he was an it. Not the best time for a bleeding heart Sam" Y/N snapped.

"Who's the teacher again?" Sam asked narrowing his eyes.

They stopped talking as the doctor walked back in.

"How's the patient?" Sam asked.

"Terrible. What the hell happened out there?"

"We don't know" Y/N replied.

"Yeah well you just killed my next door neighbour."

"We didn't have a choice" Y/N responded, getting snarky.

"Maybe So. But I need the Chief of Police. I need the coroner."

"The phones are down" Sam said.

"I know. I tried. Tell me you've got a police radio in your car."

"We do. But it's buggered like everything else." Y/N answered.

"I don't understand, what is happening?" The doc said starting to panic.

"How far's the next town?" Y/N asked quickly.

"It's about 40 miles down to Sidewinder."

"Alright I'm gonna go there and see if I can find help" Y/N said holding his hand out to Sam.

Can't waste anyone if I'm not here.

Sam nodded, quickly handing over the keys to the Impala.

"My partner will stick around and keep you guys safe." Y/N said patting Sam on the shoulder.

"Safe from what?" The doctor asked.

Y/N stopped walking out the door and turned.

"We'll get back to you on that".

Y/N walked to the impala and started driving. There were now far less people on the street.

—~—

Y/N hade been driving for about ten minutes when he came across a car on the side of the road. The windscreen was smashed, there were pools of blood on the bonnet and road next to it.

Y/N stopped the impala and walked over, wand drawn ready for anything. There were no signs of life or bodies but as he got to the back seat his heart dropped.

There was a baby capsule, covered in blood. Y/N backed up and looked around as he got back into the impala and drove even faster.

Another ten minutes and he reached the village boundaries. The road was blocked, about eight or ten men standing in front of the cars that were used to block the road, some of them had rifles.

Y/N came to a stop with the car still running and he looked at the men. He recognised the kid from the house was one of them. Suddenly a man appeared at his window.

"Hi" the man smiled creepily.

—~—

Sam and the Doctor were sitting in her makeshift morgue. Sam looked at Mr. Tanner's body, the doctor busily looking into a microscope. She noticed something strange in Tanner's bloodwork and mumbled: "Huh"

"What?" Sam asked turning round.

"His lymphocyte percentage is pretty high. His body was fighting off a viral infection."

"Really? What kind of virus?"

"I can't really say for sure".

"Do you think an infection could have made him act like that?"

"None that I've ever heard of. Some can cause dementia but not that kind of violence. And besides I've never heard of one that did this to the blood."

"Did what?"

"There's this weird residue. If I didn't know better. I'd say it was Sulfur."

Sam's face hardened. He looked back to Tanner's body.

"Sulfur?"

—~—

The man smiled creepily at Y/N.

"Hi. Sorry road's closed".

"Yeah I can see that. What's up?"

"Quarantine."

"Quarantine?" Y/N asked back. "What is it?"

"I don't know. Something going around out there."

"Uh-huh. Who told you that?"

"Police chief"

"Where is he? I'd like to speak to him."

"You're a young one" The man leered at Y/N. "I'd like it if you stepped out the car".

Y/N chuckled: "Well you sure are a handsome devil but I don't swing that way so..."

"I need you to step out the car".

Y/N and the man stared at each other before the man was suddenly burnt to a screaming husk of blue flames, his screams giving way as he turned to nothingness. Y/N slammed the car in reverse and floored it, the others who were holding opened fire before a nonverbal wandless Bombarda spell exploded into the centre of the cars, blowing them and the closest men to pieces. Y/N was about to charge through when suddenly gunfire roared from the forest on either side of the road.
Y/N floored it back another 20 feet before spinning the car 180 degrees and throwing it into gear, speeding back into town as quickly as he could.

—~—

Sam and the doctor had gone back in with Mrs. Tanner.

"I don't understand. Are you saying my husband and Jake had a disease?"

"That's what we're trying to find out." The doctor answered. "Now during the attack do you remember... did you have any direct contact with their blood?"

"Oh my god. You don't think I've got the virus do you?"

The doctor sighed. "Beverly, I don't know what to think. But with your permission we'll take a blood sample.

Beverly looked down and nodded, the Doctor turned to get a syringe and Beverly suddenly screamed. She charged at Sam- throwing him against the wall with almost super human strength. She picked up a scalpel and charged.

Almost instantaneously, and not wanting to use magic, Sam grabbed a fire extinguisher and smashed it against Beverly's neck, knocking her out.

"Jesus Christ" the doctor yelled in a panic.

—~—

Y/N had been driving about ten minutes when suddenly the Staff Sergeant from earlier was stood in front of the car, rifle aimed at Y/N.

"Hands where I can see them"

Y/N pulled to a stop, muttering: "Son of a-"

"Hands Up NOW!" the Staff Sergeant roared.

Y/N motioned that his hands were up and got out the car. In the blink of an eye he had his wand drawn, glamouring it as a handgun to the muggle.

"Put it down" Y/N yelled.

"Lower it" Sarge yelled back.

"Are you one of them?" Y/N yelled again.

"No are you?" Sarge yelled again.

Y/N did a quick legilimency check. Something was blocking it, but it wasn't coming from Sarge. Something was putting up some mighty strong wards to block his legilimency, it had to be demonic. Cass's sigils stopped all terrestrial magic wards and blocks. This was some majorly strong voodoo.

"Look we could do this all day, let's take it easy before we kill each other" Y/N said, slightly lowering his wand. Sarge followed suit.

"What's going on with everybody?" Sarge asked.

"I don't know."

"My neighbour. Mr. Rogers..."

"You've got a neighbour named Mr. Rogers?" Y/N asked, fighting the urge to chuckle.

"Not anymore. He came at me with a hatchet. I put him down. He's not the only one I mean... it's happening to everyone."

"I'm heading over to docs place. There's still some people left."

"No way, I'm getting the hell out".

"They've got the roads blocked Sarge, heavy firepower. I barely got out of there." Y/N said, sitting back in the Impala.

"You comin' or what?" Y/N asked.

Sarge lowered his rifle but pulled a handgun. He walked over and sat in the passenger seat of the impala. He was pointing the handgun at Y/N and Y/N was pointing his wand back.

"Well this should be a relaxing drive" Y/N chuckled as he started the car.

—~—

The doctor was looking in the microscope. Pamela was standing in the corner, arms crossed, looking like she had gone into shock.

"What if we all have it?" She asked no one in particular before asking the doctor:

"What if we all go crazy?"

"You've got to stay calm, Pamela, all
We can do is wait. The agent is bringing help" the doctor smiled.

"I can't. I-I-I've got to go."

"Pam?"

"No you don't understand my boyfriend's out there. I've got to make sure he's ok."

She walked towards the front door. Sam followed her.

"Hey, hey, hey, wait. Wait. Please" Sam finally got her to stop as she turned to face him.

"Look I know you're upset alright. But it's safer if you stay here for now. Help is coming."

The engine of the impala could be heard outside.

"It's here now" He smiled, walking to the front door and unlocking it as Y/N and Sarge barged in.

"Did you guys get to a phone?" Sam asked.

"Roadblock" Y/N answered, turning to Sarge saying: "I'm gonna have a word" and motioning to Sam.

"Docs inside" Sam smiled to Sarge.

"Alright" Sarge nodded at them both before walking into the clinic back area.

"What's going on out there Y/N?" Sam asked.

"I don't know. I feel like Chuck Heston in The Omega Man. Sarge is the only sane person I could find. What are we dealing with, do you know?"

"Doc thinks it's a virus"

"Okay, what do you think, prof?"

"I think she's right."

Y/N was shocked.

"Really? The apocalypse, Voldemort's return and I have a vision about psycho flu?"

"Yeah- but listen. I think the infected are trying to infect others. The virus leaves a trace, in the infecteds' blood. Sulfur."

"Oh you gotta be fucking kidding me." Y/N exclaimed, squeezing the bridge of his nose and realising instantly what it meant as he muttered: "A demonic virus"

"Yeah. Demonic germ warfare" Sam nodded.

"It's like a biblical plague. Explains why the legilimency is messed up. But why here? Why now?" Y/N asked in bewilderment.

"Seal possibly. No idea otherwise."

"Well for now let's just try and survive" Y/N said. "Work out the rest later."

Sam nodded. "But the thing is who knows how far this thing could spread. We've got to get out of here and warn someone."

Y/N nodded and grew a strange look on his face.

"You ok man?" Sam asked puzzled.

"Yeah I was trying to-"

Y/N suddenly unsheathed his wand and waved it in a circular motion.

"Fuck!" He growled, Sam hearing Y/N in his head:

I was trying to apparate. Then open a portal. They're blocked, same as my legilimency with everyone but you. Something heavy is definitely going on here, Sam.

Sam opened his mouth to reply when yelling came from the back:

"We've got one back here" Sarge yelled out. The hunters rushed to the sound of his voice.

"What do you mean?" Y/N asked.

"The wife, she's infected" Sam said with sadness.

"We gotta take care of this. We can't just leave her in there. My neighbours they were strong. It seems like the longer they're infected the stronger they get" Sarge said concerned.

Y/N pulled out his wand and walked towards the medical room. Sam looked at his study with worry as Sarge followed him.

"You're gonna kill Beverly Tanner?" Pam asked in shock.

"Doctor could there by any treatment? Any kind of cure for this? Sam asked the doc.

She looked around like a deer in the headlights puzzled as to what to say.

"Can you cure it?" Y/N asked in an aggressive tone as Sam placed a hand on his shoulder. "Easy man"

"For God's sake I don't even know what it is?" The doctor shouted.

"I told you it's just a matter of time until she breaks through" Sarge said pointing his rifle at the door to the room she was being held in.

"Just leave her in there. You can't shoot her like an animal." Pam yelled out.

Y/N ignored her.

"Sam" he said walking to the door motioning for Sam to open it.

Sarge cocked his handgun and nodded as Y/N held his wand up as if it was a gun. Sam through the door open and backed up, Y/N and Sarge standing, 'guns' pointed into the room.

Beverly was crouched in the corner, huddled up. She was crying.

"Mark what are you doing? Mark it's them. They locked me in here, they tried to kill me."

Y/N could see Sarge beginning to falter.

"They're infected not me."

She started to cry harder.

"Please Mark. You've known me all your life".

Sarge broke as the tears fell down his face.

"Are you sure she's one of them?" Y/N asked.

"Yeah" Sam said sadly.

"Out. I'll do it." Y/N commanded as Sam eased Sarge back. Y/N pointed his wand at the woman as Sam pulled the door shut. Beverly snarled and tried to leap up at Y/N.

Avada Kadavra

The muggles heard a single gunshot ring out.

—~—

Several hours passed and it was now dark outside. Sarge looked through a gap between the vertical blinds.

"I see about thirty. They're all just standing there, staring at us."

Suddenly there was the sound of glass shattering from the back room. Pamela screamed as she had dropped infected vials.

"Ahhh. Is there any one me is there any?"

"No no you're clean, you're ok" the doc reassured her.

"Why are we staying here can we please just go?"

"No. we can't because those things are everywhere." Y/N said grumpily as he entered the room.

"Oh God, Why is this happening" Pamela cried.

"Shh shh shh" Doc reassured her.

"She's right about one thing. We can't stay here. We've gotta get out of here, get to the roadhouse. It's only 100 miles from here. Let people know what's coming." Sam said to Y/N quietly.

"Oh yeah I ran into your mate the other day at the Leaky. Jo. Tried to convince me she was a hunter" Y/N chuckled.

"She's a good kid. Ellen's just extremely over protective." Sam answered.

"But you make a good point. Night of the Living Dead didn't exactly end pretty" Y/N sighed.

"We don't have a choice. Lots of folks here are good with rifles" Sarge said to the guys. "We're easy targets. So unless you've got some explosives."

Sam looked up in frustration before his eyes went to the chemicals up high on a shelf.

"What if we make some?" He asking, picking up a bottle of potassium chloride. Suddenly there was a loud banging at the front door of the surgery.

"Hey let me in" someone yelled.

"It's Duane Tanner" Sarge yelled, running to the door.

"Vision time" Y/N whispered to Sam as they followed Sarge. Sarge opened the door and Duane ran in.

"Oh thank god" he said as Sarge locked the door back up. Duane walked straight passed the hunters as Sarge followed him.

"Duane you ok?" Sarge asked.

Sam leaned into Y/N.

"That's the guy you..."

Thcck Y/N made the sound as he ran his finger across his throat before saying "Yep."

"Who else is in here?" Duane asked.

"Hey, whoa, whoa, whoa" Y/N said rushing up to Duane and stopping him from moving any further in. He added: "Hey easy there chief."

It was intimidating Y/N that Y/N could turn on in a moment. Duane stepped back. Doc looked at Y/N scared as the room seemed to get darker.

"Hey doc, give Duane a good once- over would you?" Y/N asked looking at her.

"Pam" Doc called out walking into a back room with Duane.

"Who are you?" Duane asked as he turned looking straight into Y/N's -'gun' which was pointed at him.

"Never mind who I am. Sit. Shut it. No sudden movements."

"Duane, where you been?" Sarge asked suspiciously.

"I was on a fishing trip up by Roslyn. I came back this afternoon. I saw Roger McGill being dragged by people we know. They started cutting him with knives. I ran. I've been hiding in the woods ever since."

He turned to the doc panicked.

"Has anybody seen my mum or dad?"

Y/N quietly chuckled whispering: "Awkward" to Sam as the Doc glared at him. She gloved up before noticing something and leaning down. Duane had a large cut on his leg.

"You're bleeding!" She said backing up in fear as Y/N stood forward instantly with his wand in Duane's face, yelling:

"Sarge get the ropes."

Sarge hesitated.

"NOW!" Y/N roared, pulling Sarge out of his stupor.

"Where did you get that?" He asked turning back to Duane with murder in his eyes.

"I was running I must have tripped" Duane answered panicked, noticing Pam and doc stepping back in fear.

"Wait" he pleaded as Sarge moved towards him.

"SIT DOWN" Y/N yelled moving the wand closer to his face.

"Okay okay" Duane whimpered as Doc and Pam exchanged terrified glances.

"Sorry Duane he's right. We gotta be careful" Sarge added.

"Careful? About what?" Duane asked in panic.

"Did they bleed on you?" Y/N asked

"No. What the hell? No"

"Doc? Any way to know for sure? Any test?" Sam asked.

"I've studied Beverly's blood work backwards and forwards."

"My mum?"

She looked at Duane but continued speaking to the 'agents.'

"It took three hours for the virus to incubate. Sulfur didn't appear in the blood until then so... no there'd be no way of knowing. Not until after Duane... turns."

"Y/N I've got to talk to you. Now" Sam said walking outside.

Y/N looked at Sarge. They nodded at each other as Y/N lowered his wand and followed Sam out. Sam shut the door and turned to Y/N.

"This is your vision, Y/N. Isn't it. It's happening."

"Yeah."

"You can't kill him. Not yet. We don't know if he's infected or not."

"Oh I think we're pretty damn sure. Guy shows up out of nowhere. Cut on his leg. Who family infected. It's pretty clear, Sammy."

"Alright then we should keep him tied up and wait and see."

"For What Sam? For him to hulk out? Infect someone else? No thanks. Can't take that chance."

Sam looked shocked and put a hand on Y/N's chest, stopping him from moving forward. Y/N looked down at the hand and smirked before looking up.

"Hey man I'm not happy about it but it's a tough job. You taught me that."

"I never taught you to murder Y/N".

"It's not murder if it's a monster Sam. No exceptions. Remember?"

He went to walk forward again before Sam pushed him back. Y/N breathed in and chuckled, resisting the urge to knock Sam out. He looked up pissed.

"It's supposed to be tough, Y/N. We're supposed to struggle with it. That's the point."

"What does that buy us Sam?"

"A clear conscience for one"

Y/N chuckled again.

"It's too late for that"

"What the hell's happened to you Y/N? This is what Minerva and I were talking about. You're becoming cold. You're tailspinning man, and you won't let us help you."

"What the fuck are you talking about Sam?" Y/N snorted derisively,

"You might kill an innocent man and you don't even care! You're not acting like yourself anymore Y/N. Hell you know what- you're acting like one of those things out there."

Y/N rolled his eyes in frustration and tried to walk forward again.

Sam pushed him back but Y/N was too quick- grabbing Sam and moving to the side, letting Sam's weight and momentum throw him forward. He silently accio'd Sam's wand before shutting the door behind him and non verbally casting colloportus and locking Sam in. Sam reached for his wand before realising what Y/N did and ran to the door slamming on it.

"Hey. Open the damn door. Y/N!"

He punched the door.

"Don't do it Y/N! Don't!"

Y/N pulled his wand and walked into the room.

"What is that? No no no you're not gonna? No I swear! It's not in me!"

Pam's eyes were wide open, her pupil's dilated as she spoke:

"Oh God. We're all gonna die."

Sarge looked across at Y/N.

"Maybe he's telling the truth".

"He's not him. Not anymore" Y/N said emotionless as he strode towards the Duane.

"No stop. Stop it! Ask her ask the doctor."

Doc shook her head as she struggled to speak. Duane yelled as he panicked.

"It's not in me!"

Doc finally spoke up.

"I...I just... I can't tell".

Duane looked down as he started crying.

"No, please, don't. Don't. I swear it's not in me".

Y/N raised his wand. "I've got no choice".

To the muggles it was still glamoured to look like a handgun.

Duane continued to cry.

"It's not in me. It's not in me."

Y/N's lips quivered as his face hardened.

He lowered his wand.

"Goddamn it. You make a move you're dead."

Y/N walked out the room and unlocked the door, giving Sam back his wand. Sam smiled.

—~—

Hours had passed, Sam and Y/N were sat making explosives out of the chemicals as Doc entered the room.

"It's been over four hours. Duane's blood is still clean. I don't think he's infected." She looked relieved as she smiled and asked: "I'd like to untie him, if that's alright?"

Y/N looked down as Sam replied: "Sure".

She walked off and Sam looked at Y/N.

"You know I'm gonna ask you why."

"Yeah I know."

"So, Why? Why didn't you do it?"

Y/N cleared his throat as he stood:

"We need more alcohol."

He walked into the dispensary. Pam suddenly appearing behind him.

"Hey" she smiled seductively.

"Hey" Y/N said as he raised an eyebrow but kept looking for what he needed. Pam closed the door and locked it. Y/N turned as he had what he needed and stopped. She was standing there topless.

"In fact. I've been waiting for this the whole time. Get you alone."

Oh for fucks sake Y/N thought to himself.

"Look you're nice and all but this isn't-" he started walking passed her before she screamed and threw him hard into the wall, he landed with a thud on his back.

"What the fuck?"

Before he could finish Pam had stabbed him in the pec with a scalpel.

"Ahhh fucking bitch"

She quickly sliced her hand open and held it on top of Y/N's stab wound.

Sam kicked the door in and fired the killing curse. She fell dead, Sarge hearing the gunshots as Y/N held his stab wound, cursing: "Fucking bitch!"

He held his hand up to Sam for a hand up, Sam reached out before Sarge pulled him back.

"No. She bled on him. He's infected."

Y/N threw his head back in realisation, mentally roaring Fuck!

—~—

Y/N sat topless, the doc finishing stitching the injury up.

"Doc check his blood again will you?" Sam asked as he paced.

Duane and Sarge stared at Y/N with a look of murder. The doc just stood shell shocked.

"DOCTOR!" Sam roared. She jumped and rushed to the microscope.

"What's she need to examine it for? You saw what happened" Duane snarled.

"Did her blood actually enter your wound?" Doc asked.

"Come on of course it did!" Sarge yelled.

"We don't know that!" Sam yelled back.

"We can't take a chance" Duane said almost mockingly. "You know what you have to do".

"Nobody is shooting my partner." Sam said with a look of rage.

"He's not gonna be your partner for much longer. You said it yourself" Duane yelled at Sam.

"Nobody is shooting anybody!" Sam tried to reason.

"He was gonna shoot me!" Duane yelled again.

"You don't shut your pie hole I still might!"  Sam yelled this time before stopping as Y/N spoke with genuine heartache:

"Sam they're right. I'm infected. Just give me the gun and I'll do it myself. Just.. just tell Hermione I'm sorry. I'm sorry for leaving her alone. Tell her I'll always love her no matter where I am."

Doc looked at Y/N like her heart was breaking.

"Forget it!" Sam shook his head.

"Sam, with my condition we can't take the risk of me becoming one of them."

"Y/N we've still got some time".

"Time for what?" Sarge said aggressively:
"Look I understand he's your friend and I'm sorry I am but I gotta take care of this."

Sarge reached for his handgun but in an instant Sam's 'gun' was at his forehead.

"I'm gonna say this one time. You try and you'll be dead before your finger hits the trigger."

"Well what are we supposed to do?" Sarge yelled.

Sam stared at Y/N for a moment before handing Sarge the keys to the Impala.

"Get the hell out of here that's what. There's an arsenal in the trunk, with the explosives...you two go with him. You'll be able to clear a path."

"What about you?" Sarge asked.

Sam just stared at Sarge. A look of realisation passed over Sarge and Y/N's faces.

"Sam. No. No! Go with them it's your only chance!" Y/N yelled.

Sam chuckled. "You're not getting rid of me that easy".

"He's right man, come with us!" Sarge pleaded.

Sam looked at Sarge. "I owe his father everything. I'm not leaving his youngest son to die alone."

"You think my dad would want you to die like this?" Y/N said in shock and rage.

Sarge nodded, as Duane and the doc followed him out. She paused.

"I'm sorry. Thanks for everything agents."

"We're not even agents". Sam chuckled. "The truth is much stranger".

"Oh" the doc said shocked as Sarge yelled out to her. Sam locked the door.

Y/N had tears welling in his eyes.

"Wish we had a deck of cards or a foosball table or something" Sam chuckled.

"Sam don't do this. I'm begging you just get the hell out of here."

"No way"

"Give me the gun and leave, you can't use the curse on yourself, you know that."

"For the last time Y/N, no."

A bottle went flying passed Sam's head as tears fell from Y/N's eyes.

"This is the dumbest thing you've ever done Sam."

"I don't know about that. There was this weekend in Ibiza..." he shivered.

Tears came out even faster from Y/N. Not for him. For his friend.

"Sam I'm sick. It's over for me. I'm begging you not to do this. It doesn't have to be over for you."

"No?" Sam chuckled getting emotional as well.

"No. You can keep going."

"Who says I want to Y/N?"

Y/N looked at him shocked.

"I'm tired, Y/N. This job, it's a long lonely life. It's only this year I've found something that makes me enjoy life again. A partner. A close friend."

He chuckled then wiped a tear from his eye.

"I don't have the strength to go on the road alone again, burying another friend, another brother. I just don't Y/N."

"So you're just gonna give up? Lay down and die? I mean I know the stuff with my dad-"

"It's not that Y/N. Think of it as going out on my own terms."

Y/N bowed in defeat. Suddenly there was a clattering outside and footsteps approaching the room. Someone knocked.

"You've gotta come see this" the doc yelled through the door.

They went outside. The town was deserted. The five of them looked around nervously.

"There's no one, not anywhere". Doc said.
"They've all just vanished".

Sam looked at an inscription on a pole in front of the medical centre.

Croatoan.

He gulped.

—~—

The Doc was sat at her microscope looking at Y/N's blood.

"Well it's been five hours, and your blood's still clean. I don't understand it but I think you've dodged a bullet."

"But I was exposed. How could I not be infected?" Y/N asked puzzled.

"I don't know, but you're just not. I mean when you compare it with the Tanner samples." She looked into another microscope.

"What the hell?"

"What?"

"Their blood. There's no trace of the virus. No sulfur, no nothing."

—~—

Duane and Sarge were outside packing supplies into the tray of a Ute. Duane turned to the doc.

"The Sarge and I are getting the hell out of here. Sure you won't come?"

"I'd better get to Sidewinder, get the authorities out here. If they'll believe me" Doc chuckled.

Duane and Sarge entered the truck- Sarge giving a sideways thumbs up to Y/N and Sam.

"What about him?" Sam asked, motioning to Y/N with his head.

"He's gonna be fine. No sign of infection." She smiled and walked back into the medical centre as the others drove off. Sam looked at Y/N.

"Hey man don't look at me. I got no clue" Y/N chuckled.

"I swear I'm gonna lose sleep over this one. I mean, why here? Why now? Where the hell did everybody go? It's not like they just bloody melted" Sam ranted.

"Why was I immune?" Y/N asked.

"Yeah, you know what? That's a good question." Sam said pointing to Y/N.

"I'm already starting to feel like this is the one that got away."

The boys got it the car and drove out of town, stopping in the pub to grab a six pack of cans on the way out.

—~—

Sarge was driving with Duane next to him on a deserted road.

"Hey pull over up here Sarge"

"Alright" Sarge said with a nod.

"I gotta make a call" Duane said.

"No phone" Sarge said closing his eyes in fatigue.

"I've got it covered" Duane smirked, in an instant had slitting Sarge's throat, holding an ornate gold cup up as Sarge choked to death, filling the cup with his blood. Duane's eyes were fully black as he circled a finger in the blood and chanted. A ghostly voice could be heard and 'Duane' answered it.

"It's over. It's as we feared. The Prophesied one is immune. Yes of course, nothing was left behind."

—~—

Y/N and Sam were at the side of a lake having a beer.

"So are we gonna talk about what you said last night?" Y/N asked.

"No. I thought we were gonna die, you can't hold that over me."

Y/N chuckled.

"I'm sorry for getting so aggro on Sunday man. I know Dumbledore would have sworn you to secrecy, it's him I'm mad at not you."

"I know Y/N, just... I know it's frustrating but try talking to him alright. Calmly."

"Yeah maybe. What time is it?" Y/N sighed.

"11:35. Tuesday morning"

"Alright, I've gotta apparate back to Hogwarts, then turn back 26 hours, then get through a day of classes and have no doubt a very worried girlfriend to reassure. She's gonna flip when I tell her what happened."

"You tell her?" Sam chuckled.

"Yeah man. No secrets. Hide one thing, then another, then a small lie covering what you're hiding. Slippery slope man."

Sam smiled.

"You're a good boyfriend Y/N. I'm glad you treat Hermione right. I'm heading to the roadhouse then sleeping. I'll see you Sunday."

"No worries. Say hi to Jo for me."

They hugged and Y/N apparated to Dumbledore's office.

"Oh Y/N. We've been worried. Hunting trip?"

"Yeah I'll have to tell you about it in the infirmary, yesterday morning" Y/N sighed, too tired for an argument right at this moment.

"Don't forget to put robes on if you're going back to class."

Y/N looked down at his clothes. "Good call."

He time turned to 9:20am Monday morning.

"Ah Y/N. Hunting trip?"

"Yeah. I have to go tell Hermione and Sprout I need to go to the infirmary. I need to meet you there in ten."

"Ok, Mr. L/N" Albus said, slightly nervously.

Y/N left the Headmaster's office and headed down to the greenhouses. He entered and Sprout and the class looked at him like he was a ghost. He looked dreadful.

"I think I'd better go to the infirmary after all, Professor Sprout."

She nodded, turning quickly to Hermione:

"Ms. Granger please make sure he gets there safely."

Hermione instantly packed up her and Y/N's belongings and rushed over giving him a hug, he groaned in pain as she hugged over his stab wound but he kept the reason quiet.

"You ok?" She asked worried.

"Explain when we get there love" Y/N smiled but with tired eyes.

They left the greenhouse holding hands as Harry and Lavender looked at their departing friends with concern.