Collab Kirah & Master

[center][b]2nd of December, 1999
Luther Cunningham, Kyle McCarthy, Jia Shang, Albert Aldenberg, and David Howell – The Safehouse[/b][/center]

Kyle, once Luther in his frozen state was tied to a chair, had his wand removed and then unfrozen, stared at the man with a bit of confusion and a lot of anger. “You better hope they don’t find out you had anything to do with that guy showing up during our little tea time.” Kyle tapped his foot a bit and then asked. “First of all why are you trying to defect?”

Luther looked him in the eyes, sighing. “I had nothing to do with the Death Eater. As Siobhan saw, I was as surprised as you were, if not more so.” He looked away, before continuing. “As for [i]why[/i] I want to help you? Well… it’s a long story. If you’ll bear with me, I will tell it to you.”

“I am a Half-blood. My father was a Muggle, and frankly he was an ass. Once my mum told him about being a witch, he lost it. He started blaming us for everything. Customer didn’t pay on time? That cursed magic caused it. His car broke down? Someone blew it up. You get the idea.” Luther looked back into Kyle’s eyes. “He had another child, a girl. Her name is Lilly. As it so happened, she turned out to be a witch as well. You can imagine his reaction, so we took her to live with us. She is a Mudblood, of course.” Luther sighed again, and went on to tell Kyle the abridged tale of Lilly McKinley.

Kyle didn’t quite understand sibling love. It was something he had never personally experienced. However Siobhan knew it quite well. He had seen her family and the love that had been within it. He gave a small nod. “Okay, that’s a great story, we’ll have to look into it. Do you have anything else you want to say to back you up?” Kyle gave Luther an opening, for anything that he may know that may give the group a bit more reason to trust the turncoat.

“As it happens, I do. You may not know of her, but the Death Eaters – actually, to my knowledge she is your sister – is holding a woman prisoner, in your family’s manor. Her name is Mia Dubois.” He turned to Jia, who had been silent the entire time, watching. “She told me to tell you this,” he addressed her, then repeated the string of numbers Mia had told him. He could make nothing out of it, but hopefully Jia would.

Jia looked at Luther. “That’s my phone number,” she answered, a hint of surprise in her voice. Turning to Kyle, she added, “He has to be telling the truth. Only a Muggleborn would know my phone number, and Dubois is definitely that. Still, what if it was tortured out of her? Dubois isn’t exactly what I would call… tough.”

“It’s a phone number,” David said, breaking his own silence, “Half of you don’t know what it is, and you don’t actually hate Muggles. The Death Eaters wouldn’t even know what to ask for.”

Kyle’s frown had deepened quite a bit after his family was mentioned. He resisted his normal, “I don’t have family response” And considered changing his name again. “Maggie would be quite capable of getting the information from Mia. I vaguely remember her. Never was very in the thick of things, didn’t seem to approve of fighting.” He sighed and wondered how someone so soft could end up in Maggie’s hands. “Maggie wouldn’t know what a phone number was unless Alistair told her though. He’s the only I think would have or could have. But from what I remember of him at school he probably wouldn’t know either.” Kyle took a few steps to one side and then back. “If Maggie has anyone they aren’t going to do well.” His mind was already thinking of the possibilities. “How long has Mia been there?”

Luther pondered over the question for a moment before answering. “Two or three days, I believe. I didn’t ask. But they haven’t gotten anything out of her, I can assure you. She’s been pretending she doesn’t know English, and the only thing they knew about her is that she is a Metamorphmagus.” He paused, to scratch his nose. Then he remembered he was tied to the chair.

“That’s the only reason I was able to talk to her – neither of them understood a word of French, and they needed someone who could interrogate her. Instead, I told her exactly what I’ve told you, and fed Maggie some ‘facts’ – I’d be making air quotes right now, if I wasn’t tied up – which should be enough to keep Mia safe for now. From what I’ve told her, Maggie has concluded that she is worth keeping, albeit not so important as to trouble her superiors for now.” He looked Kyle in the eyes, more seriously.“Knowing your sister, however, I suspect she’ll try to start ‘interrogating’ her for more information – again, air quotes – sooner rather than later.”

Kyle shot Luther a dirty look for calling Maggie his sister again. “I have no family.” He said, his voice harsh. 

“Look, I understand that you’d love nothing more than to distance yourself from her. I would want to as well.” Luther quickly fired back. “But if you plan on rescuing Mia you’ll need someone who knows the place, and that someone is you, I suspect. So perhaps you could at least [i]pretend[/i] to know the place inside out, and the people who live there, at least for a little while? There is no use running as far as you can from your past, instead of simply accepting it,” he finished, unable to keep a bit of agitation out of his voice. [i]Who’d have thought that a Death Eater would end up lecturing one of the Ashes?[/i] he thought.

Luther had barely stopped talking when Kyle punched him. He marched out of the room after that leaving Luther tied to the chair. Kyle needed to find Siobhan. He needed some fresh air.