Chapter 76.2- Doom Days

“Forgive me if I don’t believe all this happy go lucky bullshit you’re spewing in my direction, Russo. You want the stone for something else. Not to make the world better because we both know you’re shoveling shit when it comes to that?”

“Fine. But what does it matter to you either way what I use it for. I am offering to double what Flamel offered, and yu don’t even have to do anything to get that reward. Just turn around and walk away. If you’re half as smart as you think you are then you’d take the deal without hesitation.” He said.

I drew my wand instead, making it obvious that it was pointed at him.

“Yeah, no. The alchemist and I have a deal, and you will come to learn today that Doom does not go back on his word” I said, enjoying using my true name for the first time in this world. Before today, I had to hold back, pretend to still be Potter because those I interacted with had the potential to ruin things for me. Not this man. This man would either die here, or I would.

“Doom?” He asked, looking confused. And I took the chance to aim a potshot at his head. He ducked underneath it., and then twisted his body to face me fully. He had drawn his wand now— he was yet to point it at me, simply holding it off to the side, but it was clear that he was ready to react to another attack. Good. This would be no fun if he didn’t fight back.

I tiwsted my wand, sending two piercings curses at him. Or at least trying to. They fizzled out the second they left my wand, exploding into harmless sparks as his counter curse took hold. I changed tacks, using a blasting curse next, but that fizzled out as well.

“You begin duels with piercing curses 90% of the time. The other 10% have you using some version of the blasting curse. If you want to beat me, Potter, you will have to try harder than that, he said, slick smile on his face almost mocking me with its presence. Interesting.

I spun into a disarming charm that fizzled out as well. “Too predictable” He chided, before returning fire with a tickling jinx of all things. I scowled as I slapped it aside. What the hell was that? Was he somehow in my mind? I checked my occlumency even as I dodged away from another tickling jinx. I tried to force his attention away with a cutting curse, but that fizzled out as well.