Hi everyone this is my first story (yay). I really hope it doesn't suck as bad as I think it will...humm, oh well, onward with my insanity(creepy giggle)!

I do not own Harry Potter or Armies of Exigo (if I did there would be a sequel to this great game)

Harry Potter and the Rise of the

Fallen

By. CodyAHM1 (that's me)

Deep under the Howling Plains, the Avatar of Darkness, Keran Kessertin, sat and pondered his failure in merging his dimension with this foul world he found himself, and what remained of his people, stranded on. "How could I have Failed?" He asked the lifeless bodies of the Ageless Ones and his adopted son, who he could sense nearby, "I was given the power to take this world by the Dark Dreamer himself, yet in the end all I achieved was the death of that insolent child mage Alric do Rei." "The first thing you did wrong was ignore the desperation of lesser creatures, such as the tribes, and the wisdom of those peace seeking fools of mages." came the voice of Kerans' son, "the second thing you did wrong was leave Vangarath in charge of your defense father, Domina or myself would have been a better move."

"I could not have placed either of you in charge as the Ageless Ones did not know of you, and they did not trust Domina." Keran stated, "where is she, do you know?" :Oh, She is having sport with the Dwarven survivors, and some Elf captives. You know how she gets when she is angry, I would leave her to her fun." came the reply. "I see, and why are you here?" Keran asked. "I felt the need to try and console you," was the reply, " don't ask why, you would not understand, it's a human thing." the voice added as the speaker stepped into the dim lighting of the chamber. In the sparse light, Keran looked Upon his son, standing at a small size of 5" 7 was what looked like at first glance a young elf female, but was in fact a 19 year old human male. Ebony Hair flowed down his back, pulled into a ponytail at the base or his skull. Dark robes in a strange mix of deep elf and fallen summoner garb, flowed around his body. What skin showed was as pale as snow and had a slight glow to its flawless surface, what was not seen was the scars that marred his back. Long thin arms, which led to delicate hands that ended in long black claws, crossed over the chest of the figure, "speaking of the princess, she has stated that there is nothing left she can teach me without angering her people." "I see." stated Keran as he turned to look into his sons unique eyes. No whites show in his sons eyes, a side effect of the fallen magic he had taught his son over the last 16 years since he was found in the tunnels of the Deep Realm, instead the only color in his eyes was the ring of deep emerald green surrounding his pupils.

"Is there another reason for your presence my boy?" Keran asked. "hum.. yes father there is, I have instructed several summoners to modify a dimensional gateway to lock onto the energies of my home world, as well as to begin breeding what creatures we have from your home realm father." "Good, good I am very pleased with your actions Harry, now what else do you have to speak of, I can sense a troubled air around you." "as you know father you are unable to come with me and the army I will lead to my home world, so, I need commanders I can trust to get the job done right." harry began, "and Domina says that the only ones who a leader can trust is blood kin." "Yes I am aware Dominas' beliefs, what of it." Keran said. "Well since I have no blood kin to trust coming with or waiting for me in this world, I have decided to take a mate to help me." "hum, that would be wise, but, I was under the impression that Domina had found a male for you to bond with already." Karan began, "So why are you so much thought to this?" "The male she has found me I have yet to meet, but his position as the prince under an weak and aged father means he is to weak for me to trust to get things done, so I have found a human man who is strong and willing to get his hands dirty, as he has already shown." "Who is this male you have found my son?" Keran demanded in a soft voice yet with growing unease. "Dunehelm Bellanger, the lord of Margoth, knight and friend to your enemy and the man who stopped the melding of your world and this one, Alric do Rei."

yay first chapter has ended, i hope everyone likes it so far, should i continue with is?

I hope lots of people read this, i put a lot of time into this... not really.

OK Read and Review, because reviews make me happy, ps i need a name for the deep elf prince, and he is not going to be a little wimp so a nice strong name plz.