Chapter 1

"A Family Torn Asunder"

A cold and eerie fog began to overtake London at nightfall, almost every single night without fail. It appeared that since the month of June, nighttime in the entire United Kingdom had become intoxicated by the presence of a most unsettling atmosphere even in the summer. Almost anyone who even glimpsed upon the fog from indoors quickly felt shivers tingling up and down their spine.

The rural regions of Scotland proved to be of no exception as the fog had made a most forbidding image of its adventurous plains. All of the homes that have been built within these areas were left shrouded in a thick veil of ghostly mist.

Of the simple homes established within the plains of rural Scotland, one residence located not far from the routes leading onward to England proved to be exceedingly unique and appeared quite out of place. This beautiful house resembled a holy temple bearing elements of ancient Chinese architecture. While the fog had wasted no time in surrounding this elegant structure, its chilling aura did not seem to affect the estate's peaceful air.

Inside, the theme of classical Chinese design was intermingled with various attributes of modern Asian and European life in each splendid room. Oddly enough, not many of the other people living in the plains of Scotland have ever been near this marvel of a structure.

Two of the residents were standing inside one of the many rooms of the estate's main floor. Dressed in rather uniquely designed clothing that appear to be modernized variations of ancient Chinese attire, they were facing a large mirror into which they are looking intently, not at their own reflections, but of a old man with a long white bread and a mane of white hair, dressed in vibrant purple robes and a matching pointed hat and wearing half moon spectacles.

"As you can see," Professor Albus Dumbledore calmly but seriously said as the mirror displayed his image and projected his voice into the room, "Our world as we know it is indeed in a state of emergency and as we are lacking the necessary cooperation of Cornelius Fudge, which will ultimately result in possible conflict with a majority of the Ministry of Magic, we have no choice to assemble ourselves once more."

The first of the two residents, an adult wizard wearing a grey and silver Asian tunic who appears quite young, nodded in agreement. "So, Voldemort has arisen once more and we must prepare to take necessary action to deal with him and his Death Eaters."

"If Cornelius and the Ministry will not assist us at this time," Professor Dumbledore exclaimed, "We will have to exercise our best efforts to counteract any movements that the Death Eaters will make. Until our kind is willing to accept the truth of Voldemort's return."

The witch to the wizard's left, dressed in a yellow robe and also quite youthful in appearance, spoke. "You can depend on us, Professor Dumbledore. If the Order of the Phoenix is to reassemble, our family will answer your call without fail."

Professor Dumbledore looked at the wizard and witch with a grateful expression. "Dewei, Mingmei, I thank you both and your family for your loyalty to our Order."

"Many have graciously stood by you, Albus," Dewei said as he put his arm around his wife, "And our family is not any different as we'll forever be in debt to you."

The Hogwarts' Headmaster's expression turned into one of grave concern. "You need not feel the obligation to owe me anything. Furthermore, I fear that your loyalty to me and to the Order may easily put you and your family at risk."

"All who stand by you in the Order understand this danger," Mingmei responded, gripping her husband's hand on her shoulder, "The Potters and the Longbottoms understood that and we know they wouldn't have any regrets."

Dumbledore nodded, but still remains in concern. "And how are the children faring?"

"Kwan is constantly tending to his sister," Dewei answered solemnly, "She simply needs time. However..."

"Neither of them will renounce their positions," Mingmei added strongly, "They are both dedicated and prepared."

"Very good, then," Professor Dumblemore responded, "I shall remain in touch. May your family remain safe."

As the husband and wife nodded their acknowledgement, Dumbledore's image faded from the mirror and Dewei and Mingmei were left to face their own reflections within the mirror.

"It's time to return to war," Dewei said gravely as they looked at each other, "And this war may prove more devastating than the last."

"I'll face anything as long as we're together," Mingmei responded to him determinedly, "But I fear for Kwan and..."

"The children have been well taught," Dewei assured her with a smile, "And I know you believe that more than anyone else. Don't let your maternal instincts doubt what they're capable of."

Mingmei finally smiled back at him. "I know. But a mother will always worry."

"As does a father," he replied, "But you and I both know..."

"That they're much stronger than even us," she finished.

Suddenly, a loud explosion is heard from the front entrance. Dewei and Mingmei are alerted and rushed to see what is the disturbance.

As they both had suspected, a group of hooded figures in black robes and wearing frightening skull masks are standing at the shattered grand doors of their home, as though in waiting.

"Death Eaters," Dewei grunted angrily.

Mingmei glared at the intruders. "You dare to enter uninvited?"

"Oh, come now, Dewei and Mingmei," the cold and sly voice of Lucius Malfoy spoke in obvious delight, "Why not think of this as a purely spontaneous visit?"

"Leave our home at once!" Dewei commanded them.

"I'm afraid that we cannot oblige," Malfoy replied, "Until you relinquish the information that the Dark Lord requires."

Mingmei glowered at him. "You might as well kill us now!"

Malfoy cannot help but to snicker. "Pity that will not happen so easily."

With that, the Death Eaters held out their wands, ready to attack.

"Crucio!"

Magical bursts of light were projected at Dewei and Mingmei. Dewei thrust out his hand to reveal his wand, ready to defend.

"Protego!"

A barrier of magical light ignited from his wand and blocked the Cruciatus Curses. The impact, however, obviously puts much strain on Dewei himself.

Mingmei acted quickly, pulling out her own wand.

"Wingardium Leviosa!"

She pointed it towards the display of ancient Asian weaponry mounted on the wall to her left, causing each weapon displayed to fly towards the Death Eaters.

"Reducto!"

The Death Eaters were able to cause each of the weapons to explode and disintegrate in thin air. Dewei and Mingmei struck together at this opportunity.

"Stupefy!"

Dewei and Mingmei fired a fair few Stunning Spells, knocking down a few Death Eaters.

However, an explosion from behind threw the two forward onto the floor. More Death Eaters have invaded their home.

"Crucio!"

Malfoy took the opportunity to attack. Dewei and Mingmei start screaming in pain, unwittingly dropping their wands.

"Mobilicorpus!"

Another Death Eater uses a charm to levitate their bodies into the air. The two of them struggle into free themselves.

All the Death Eaters point their wands at the husband and wife mercilessly.

"Imperio!"

Dewei and Mingmei felt their bodies being held in powerful binds against their wills, causing them to groan in pain.

Malfoy stepped before them with a vindictive smile curling his lips. "You know what it is that the Dark Lord seeks."

The two of them were forced to look into his wickedly heartless eyes through his mask.

"The secret weapon of the Order of the Phoenix," Malfoy continued, "Reveal them to me and we may spare you from pain."

"Never!" Dewei and Mingmei both answered.

Malfoy pointed his wand at them.

"Crucio!"

The two of them screamed in utter pain as the curse coursed through their bodies.

"I will attempt this as many times as you make it necessary," Malfoy said with a deadly glare, "Now tell us, who are the secret agents of Dumbledore's Order? Who are Prodigy Mystics?"

Dewei and Mingmei strained painfully against the bind of the Death Eaters' spell to look at each other. They looked deep into each other's eyes lovingly, as though this is the last time they will ever be together.

"You try our patience," Malfoy sneered heartlessly, "Bellatrix tortured the Longbottoms with the Cruciatus Curse and we will not hesitate to do the same to you."

Dewei and Mingmei do not seem to hear him as they smiled at each other. Their love is mutual and pure and they both seemed to know what they must do next.

"You will tell me now!" Malfoy yelled as he raised his wand.

Suddenly, Dewei and Mingmei let out yells of pain as they hands shoot out towards one another against the Death Eaters' bind and intertwined with each other.

"Bombarda!" they both yelled in unison.

At that moment, their wands on the floor stood up atop their very tips and begin to glow with a blinding red light.

The Death Eaters covered their eyes as the light intensified and everything surrounding them all seemed to become imbued with the same light.

Malfoy suddenly realized what this must mean.

"Death Eaters, Disapparate now!"

From the outside, the entire house became ablaze with the same intense light that continued to grow in its glare. Suddenly, as the light reached its peak of intensity, the entire building exploded with dynamic force.

The light cleared to reveal the house in complete ruins. Everything is utterly destroyed.

Dewei and Mingmei lay amongst the rumble, their clothes torn and they bodies severely injured. They were still holding hands and looked at each other weakly, breathing heavily. The Death Eaters have Disapparated just as their Ruination Curse was fully released.

"They escaped...Mingmei..." Dewei said weakly as his eyes began to tear.

"Dewei...the children..." Mingmei responded as tears already fall from her eyes.

As their senses slowly diminished into nothingness, they faintly heard two anguished voices calling to them, one of an older boy and the other of a younger girl.

"Mother, Father!"

They barely felt the touches of their beloved children as they bodies were slightly lifted up. They did however, feel the drops of their children's tears.

Dewei looked up, barely able to make out the figures of their son and daughter.

"You two...must complete...the mission...without...our guidance..." he said, his voice growing fainter and more sorrowful.

"Yes, Father," their son softly replied, but still with much anguish.

Mingmei looked up to their children also, slowly losing sight of them.

"And...you must...take care...of...each other..." she said, her voice also fading and filling the air with much sadness.

"Yes, Mother," their son replied again, fully realizing that there was nothing left to do for his beloved parents.

Dewei and Mingmei smiled one last time at their children.

"Ma Ma, Ba Ba," their daughter finally cried desperately, "Don't leave us!"

"We love both of you," Mingmei said finally.

"We will always watch over you both," Dewei added.

Finally, the two of them closed their eyes forever. Reaching death at last, they did not hear their daughter's cry of anguish and their son's sobs as he tried to console her.