The Tomb of the Casillas Family - En Espana!

Where the Casillas family bury their dead.

And where the newly deceased Armando Casillas make his home.

Darien opened his eyes and took in the surroundings.
"Heh, we made it."
Ana rolled her eyes. "What a revelation."
She approached the body and waved the dagger around. "We probably need to combine them again..."

Diana held on to Darien a second longer. "I don't think I'll ever like apparating."

"Yes," Diana said putting her hands behind her neck to unclasp the locket.

Ana held out the dagger and the locket clicked into place.
"Um...What do we think we should try first?"
Darien snorted. "So you don't even know how to work it?"
"Shut up brother."
Darien rolled his eyes. "Well work it out quick Oh Academic One."
Ana ignored him.

"Well," Diana said looking around. "First, I suggest we find my Tio's body... after that... well let's find his body first."

She look out her wand, "Lumos." There were Everlasting Candles already littered in the tomb but there was just something to be said about having a light handy in a creepy tomb.

"This place always creeped me out." Diana confessed. "I don't like small dark places... especially with dead people."

"Don't worry, I'll protect you." Darien hugged Diana close and Ana rolled her eyes.
"Save it 'til you're back in the potions lab." She glanced around. "Hey, isn't that him in the corner?"

Diana beamed at Darien. Then she looked at were Ana was pointing. "I think so...
"

She walked over to the cadaver ((I love that word)) and pulled the white veil off of him. Diana was face to face with the unbreathing form of Armando. She suddenly felt her legs weaken.

Darien grabbed Diana's arms and held her upright.
"Are you okay?"
Ana spared Diana a glance before staring intently at the Daglock Cavill.
"Hmmm...Maybe we should point it at his heart?"

Diana nodded. "Thank you Darien."

"Yes," she breathed. "If that doesn't work, I was thinking... maybe slicing ourselves again."


((She's emo))

((lol))

"Okay." Ana held the daglock cavill out over Armando's body so it pointed at his heart.
She waited for Diana to grab the other side of the hilt.

Diana got the hint and held the other side as well. Nothing happened. "Hmm... shall we... give it blood...?"

"May as well."
Ana slashed her finger with a stroke of her wand. Blood ran onto the daglock cavill and it gleamed slightly as it absorbed it.
Ana healed the cut. "Your turn."

Diana cut herself slightly on her wrist.

((see emo!))

Her blood fell, on the daglock cavill and the same thing happened. Suddenly, the artifacts burned white.

"... I think it's working..."

"I bloody well hope so..." Darien muttered.
The artefacts glowed brighter and brighter, and suddenly the life force escaped, hurtling into the body of Armando Casillas.
Ana was thrown backwards as she had to let go of the burning daglock cavill...

Darien ran forwards to catch Diana...((lol couldn't resist))

((Awww... sweet guy))

Diana hit Darien straight on as she too was thrown back.

"Thanks."

The whiteness eloped the entire tomb before it reverted back to the daglock. Diana watched Armando's body. There seemed to be redness in his cheeks...

"I think it worked."

His chest started raising up then down.

"We did it!"

His eyes slowly fluttered open.

Darien paused. "Wow, it's not every day that you see a dead guy come back to life..."
Ana frowned. "I'm not sure how much life energy was in these, but he should have a normal lifespan."
Darien approached Armando and waved a hand slowly in front of his face.
"Hello? Are you awake? Can you remember...when you were alive?" He then reached into a pocket and pulled out a small bag. He peered inside and held it out to the once-dead man. "Here, have a cookie."

((lol...spam board cookie convo reference ))

Armando blinked several times. "Where am I?... Who are you?"

"Tio!" Diana said breathlessly.

"Diana?" Armando said. "What are you doing here?"

"Oh yeah, we haven't met have we?" Darien grinned and held out his free hand.
"I'm Darien, that's my crazy sister over there. I'm Diana's boyfriend...And for Merlin's sake just eat the cookie!"
Ana rolled her eyes.
"I'm Ana Vaight. And you're alive again, so you can go save the woman you love...Calista. Oh, and please eat the cookie before my brother gets snappy."

Suddenly, all of Armando's memories crashed back at him.

Tomb....

Spear....

Calista....

Pain...

Darkness....

He reeled back and screamed. At the end of it he was panting heavily. "Yes... I think I'll have that cookie..."

Armando took it from Darien.

"What happened to Calista? Is she okay?" He stood up rapidly. Which turned out to be a mistake. He fell back down.

Darien winced. "I'd stay sitting down for this mate."
Ana walked to stand nearer Darien and Diana.
"Well...in short, when you were killed, your family blamed her and charged her with murder. A bribed witness later and she's in Azkaban, charged for your murder. Oh, and when they found out she was pregnant, her father hit the roof. She's almost disowned, but they're waiting til the fuss has died down so it doesn't become a scandal. And the baby, when she has it, will probably go up for adoption." Ana explained quickly.
"So we brought you back so you can tell go save her. There's no point going to the courts, and you can't see your family or Nick. You need to get away from here, to a whole other country."Darien finished.

For the first time in his life Armando felt anger for his family. Though to be perfectally honest, it wasn't uncharacteristic of them. He just hoped that maybe just maybe the baby would soften their cold hearts. Armando's eyes filled with determination. "Where is she now?"

"Azkaban." Ana's tone was expressionless. "Cell 135, west section."
Darien muttered "geek" under his breath.
"It's called research, and listening in court."
"I was busy actually caring about the result!" Darien hissed.
Ana's gaze was cold. "And you think I don't?"
"Ana, you don't care about anything! You are the definition of emotionless!" Darien almost shouted.
"I can control my emotions brother, something you can barely comprehend."
"Why because feelings are 'weakness'?"
"Yes, unless you can control them."
"Oh stop quoting Dad."
Ana glared at Darien. "Why should I?"
"Because he's a biased, idiotic, arrogant and snobbish-"
Ana kicked Darien in the groin. He collapsed on the floor in a heap. "Fine. Well then you won't want the voice of father around, will you?" She turned on the spot and disappeared.
Darien swore.

"Emotions aren't weaknesses. They can stimulate you to do brave and wonderful things." Diana shouted at Ana. "Darien? Are you alright?"

"Take me to the cell." Armando commanded.

"I'm fine...Just got a bit carried away with the whole yelling thing...Right, lets go." Darien stood up.
"You can apparate right?" he asked Armando.

Armando nodded in confirmation.

"Wait a minute," Diana with a stopping hand gesture. "I think you might want to change what you are wearing."

Armando looked down. He was wearing robes that were meant to be for the dead. "Si, pienso... si..."

Diana smiled and waved her wand at Armando. This death gown disappeared and sleek black dress robes appeared in its stead.

"Alright, good to go." Diana said.