Disclaimer: I do not own RWBY or Harry Potter. They are owned by Roosterteeth and J.K. Rowling respectively.
Warning
This story may contain profanities, deaths, fluffs and goriness later on. Some disturbing language may be used by some characters to convey the seriousness of situations later on. Personally, I rate this a mid-T to High-T rating.
You have been warned.
Prologue
The Multiverse, a term used by many to define the infinite possibilities that our choices can impact. A multiverse - a universe composed of different universe connected to our choices. Numerous species have used this term to describe the start of the universe, to describe the impact of beliefs, to describe the infinite possibilities species can achieve. Separated by a barrier of an unknown substance or magic or compound, many have talked in awe at the potential of acquiring knowledge from breaking this barrier.
Although, this is just a theory. An idea. A superstition. A thought made by creative minds. An implication. A possibility.
A possibility so great that a single discovery in this field will change how humans will live... and like all change it will bring wars, bloodshed, deaths and devastation in its path. And that is why the creator of the multi-verse made guardians, deities whose sole purpose is to guard and guide this creation from destruction. To upheld the rules made by the creator himself. To stop billions, trillion or even quintillions from dying before their time comes.
Each deity were assigned an area of power. Some ruled the elements, others emotions and aspects of personalities but the strongest ruled the more obscured, hidden arts - the divine arts. Each type of rulers were given a title, some direct like the God of War, others were more uncertain like the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse but others were painfully direct but so perplexing like Fate, Destiny, Death... The latter were considered to be the most powerful of the deities, able to influence the whole future just by a small action in their realm of power.
One of this actions caused a ripple effect that was so strong that it almost lead to a destruction of a whole universe. But let us not get ahead of ourselves because to see the ending we need to start at the beginning.
Our story begins on the 31st October 1985, a peaceful home in Godric Hallows, hidden behind the misty, drizzly hills of West England. In Earth of universe #2369401.
On this house, a young couple, madly in love, played with their son, their green and hazel eyes gleaming with pride, love and joy as their son levitated a piece of Lego. And yes, levitated for in this world, magic existed, where mythological beings like dragons and vampires, unicorns and trolls prowled and live in.
The father, a man named James Potter smiled as his wife carried their son. 'This is what I fight for' he thought 'This is why I hunt those dark wizards. To protect this and million other people from dying'. At that thought he was reminded of a prophecy, that hanged above his son's head like the sword of Damocles, causing him to clench his fist in frustration.
His wife, noticing his actions looked at him with worried green eyes "What's wrong?" she asked as she set down the baby on the crib. Stepping towards him, she enveloped him in a loving embrace, resting her head in the crook of his neck.
"Nothing, Lily" he murmured as he tilted her face, giving her a peck on the lips "Just thinking of you-know-what" he uttered with despair, his glasses glinting from the room's light.
"We'll get through this" Lily said with a small smile as she ran her fingers through his tousled, raven hair "I promise. And nothing, not even some stupid prophecy will stop that"
They stayed like that for a few moments, staring into each others eyes before both of them felt a break, and heard a shatter in the back of their minds.
"Shit" James cursed as he backed away from his wife and scrambled for his wand "Lily, take Harry and run"
"But..."
"I promise" he vowed, his hazel eyes glinting with seriousness and determination "I'll follow you. Just go!"
Hesitantly nodding her head, Lily took her son and ran, her red hair flowing behind her in a streak of red. James watched with sad eyes as they disappeared to the upper floor, clenching his wand, he turned around before the door exploded outwards, slamming into the wall and shattering into smithereens, enveloping the room in smoke, dust and wood shavings.
From the smoke, a black robed man emerged, stepping into the room, his crimson, serpentine-like eyes glinting with evil and cruelty. As his eyes set upon the raven-haired man, he smirked.
"Well, well if it isn't Lord Potter, the blood-traitor" he greeted with a mocking bow "Now, just step aside and I will spare your life"
"Over my dead body, Voldemort" James sneered with disdain, trying to hide the fear he felt. He knew that he couldn't defeat Voldemort after all he isn't the greatest dark wizard since Grindelwald for nothing. Swallowing, he raised his wand before casting "Incendio maxima!"
A torrent of fire came out of his wand but Voldemort was unfazed, waving his hand he cancelled the spell. "I see" he murmured "Well then, over your dead body shall it be". Moving his wand, his lips curled into a sneer before he sent a sickly, green light at James, sending him sprawling unto the ground, eyes blank and empty.
Voldemort step over James' body, his steps echoing as he walked to the upper floor. He could hear the sound of rapid footsteps, and smirked knowing that he had won, after all he had casted several wards to trap them.
Arriving at the door. He raised his wand, blasting the door open. And with a swish of his cloak he entered. "Step aside" he commanded "And I will make your end quick and painless"
"Please, don't take my son" she begged with tears "Please"
"Step aside" he commanded with a firmer voice, a smirk showing on his face. He can smell the fear and he relished it, he relished the pleasure of seeing a person beg for their loved ones even thought they know that there is no hope.
"Please, take me instead" she cried, she wanted her son to live and she was prepared to do anything, even sacrifice her life for him. She had felt her husband's death, their bond of matrimony made sure of that and she had never felt more alone but she still had a son and she won't give that up even if she dies trying.
Voldemort looked unfazed by her grief "Very well then..." he whispered, but even when he did, Lily still heard his voice loud and clear. She hung her head in defeat as a tear dropped from the corner of eyes before she raised her head in defiance as the man in front of her uttered the torture curse "Crucio!".
A red beam impacted her body but she stood strong even with the feeling of a thousand knives stabbing her. She would protect Harry to her dying breath, biting her tongue, she tasted the coppery pang of blood but she stood with defiance.
"Well then" he replied, quite impressed by her resiliance "I shall take your lives too, after all two is better than one". He said brandishing his wand before he shouted "Avada Kedavra".
Lily watched with defeat as the spell approached her body. She had failed to protect her son, at the corner of her eye, she noticed him open his emerald green eyes, so much and yet so different than her own 'I'm sorry Harry' before her body hit the floor with a thud.
The baby seemed to sense his mother's death, and as he watched her unmoving body with sad eyes, tears streamed down his face as he whimpered in sadness "Mama?"
Hearing the baby's words, Voldemort smirked. "Don't worry child" he said in a mocking, sympathetic tone "You will join her soon" stepping towards the baby, he pointed his wand and whispered "Very soon indeed... Avada Kedavra!"
~Scene Break~
Moments before Voldemort's attack, a meeting was being held by the Order of the Phoenix, a group dedicated to protecting the weak and helpless from the dark forces... most of them anyway.
"Albus, I have received news from my contacts that the Dark Lord has planned to attack the Potters tonight" a pale man answered, his tone aloof even with the disturbing news.
His words were received with panic and fear especially by two young men, one with a handsome, aristrocatic face only marred by a worried frown and another with dark, brooding features.
"Dumbledore, we need to go to James and Lily's home" the aristrocatic man said with worry, he was really concerned with his best friends' condition and with Peter's suspicious abscence, he felt unease.
"I assure you Sirius" Dumbledore replied, his eyes twinkling behind his half-moon glasses "They are safe, their secret keeper is trustworty afterall"
At that news, several members of the group were shocked especially the man with brooding features. "Wait, hold on. Did you just say that Sirius isn't James and Lily's secret keeper?"
Nodding his head, Dumbledore answered "Indeed, Remus, we had thought of using Sirius at first but we realised that it will be expected by just about everyone so we used Peter instead. I assure you James and Lily are safe in their home in Godric's Hallow."
As he uttered those words, a realisation hit those who were knowledgeable with the Fidelius Charm. One of them was a stern-faced woman, Minerva McGonagall, the Transfiguration professor in Hogwarts "Albus, did you just utter the Potter's address?"
"Oh dear" Dumbledore whispered. "That fucking traitor!" Sirus cursed loudly as he stood up before running to the door, pushing people out of the way and apparated to the Potter's home with a loud pop.
Appearing with a pop, he landed safely onto the ground and ran to the Potter's house. 'Please, please, please' he prayed, he wasn't religious but if religiousness save his friends life then he would become a religious man.
His heart sank at the blown up entrance, before he stumbled over the wreckage, seeing his best friend's corpse, he froze in shock "James!" he shouted before kneeling by his body "James..."
He heard footsteps behind him but he was frozen in shock, "Sirius, are you okay" he heard Remus' familiar voice. "His gone" he replied, surprising even himself at the emptiness of his tone. "I know" he replied, his voice shaken with shock "But we need to move on, we need to see if the rest are okay. We owe him that much"
Nodding his head, Sirius complied but even then he felt like he was doing things in slow motion. His best friend's death made him desire for a bottle of Firewhiskey or even just some random alcohol, anything to numb the pain he was feeling. But he knew he needed to check if his Godson and Lily was alright.
The two followed Minerva and Dumbledore, who he just noticed was here, but even with his respect for the two and even with Dumbledore's flamboyant robes, he was still in shock. They arrived at the baby's room and saw three corpses, Lily's, Voldemort's and Harry's.
Sirius' heart sank, and he felt like his gut was hit by a bludger, he didn't care for the Dark Lord's death but Lily was his best friend, she had a bright future and Harry, he was just a baby for Merlin's sake. Falling to his knees, Sirius weeped, the whole family had a bright future but all that was extinguished like fire by the Dark Lord's work and now, he didn't even have the right to take vengeance because he was already dead.
He ignored everything around him, Remus' choked sobs, Minerva's mutterings and even Dumbledore's whisper of 'The prophecy has been fulfilled'. He didn't care because all he knew was that his best friends' and his godson was dead by Voldemort's hand who was lead by... PETER PETTIGREW.
At his name, white hot rage consumed his body, he stood up shaking his anger, ignoring the others' weak cries. All he knew was that Peter was the reason they were dead and he would kill Peter even if it's the last thing he does.
Remus, stared at the corpses in shock and sorrow. Two of his best friend's were dead, their son was dead, one of his best friend was a traitor and his remaining one is becoming an avenger. He had failed his best friends, he was shock that they hid the name of the true secret keeper but he knew that with his condition as a werewolf, they would believe that he might be in league's with the Dark Lord.
When Sirius had ran out of the room, shaking with rage, he didn't try his best to stop him because he knew that Sirius needed this. It might be murder but is killing a murderer even murder?, he didn't know nor did he care because as he stared at the corpses, he felt his heart shatter into a million pieces and with it his spirit and his will to leave. He wasn't sure that it would ever be repaired but he didn't care because all he knew was that James, Lily and little Harry was dead by one of their best friend's hand, no less.
~Scene Break~
In the realm of deities, a beautiful city stood upon the top of a mountain. The city was breathe-taking; the buildings were so different from each other, introducing a cacophony of colours in the otherwise uniformed street and yet instead of decreasing the beauty of the city, it seems to add to the uniqueness that made this city beautiful. But one building stood out from the rest, it was a grand temple situated within the centre of the city. It was an exquisite, grand eye candy; built with an exquisite white marble that seems to glow with mystic and mystery. Inside the room was rows and rows of chairs, each with their own unique features; one was made of water, another with ice, one was even built of numerous different swords melted together to shape a chair.
In the centre of the room, four figures argued with one another in front of another figure. The first figure was an incredibly pale male with long black hair, falling down into soft curls up to his shoulders. He wore a black obsidian cloak with a silver clasp that complimented his dark obsidian eyes that glinted with defiance as he argued his case. In his skeletal hands, he held a rather imposing scythe that became his signature weapon. This male was Thanatos, the deity of Death.
The second figure was a young child wearing a white dress. She possessed a cheerful, childish aura that emanated from her head down to her toes. Her blonde hair was done up in pigtails and if it wasn't for her eyes, you could have confused her for a normal child. Her eyes were a haunting, silver that looked so old and misplaced in her young face. This was Diá, the first fate. She represented the fate that most organisms starts off as, a child.
The third figure was a middle-aged woman. She wore a tan dress, similar to , and possessed a warm, motherly aura and a welcoming smile. Her chocolate brown hair was put up in pony tail, she looked young and yet old. She possessed an ageless face but her silver eyes shows us her real age, they were similar to the young child before her and yet so different. This female is Terra, the second fate. She represented adulthood and parenthood.
The fourth figure was an old woman, her wispy white hair was meticulously combed. She wore a black dress similar to what and. was wearing. She possessed a maternal aura with a hint of sorrow and grief. In comparison, her silver eyes stood out from the rest of her features because they glowed with energy that baffles observers due to the power that the silver eyes indicated. This was Tiqua, the third fate. She represented the effects of time and old age.
The last figure was an imposing male with slicked-back silver hair. He had a broad face that, paired with his three piece suit, made him look like the average courtroom judge. The only thing that ruined the image was his heterochromic eyes, a angry, crimson red on one and a serene, cerulean blue on the other. His mouth was set in a thin line as he absently nodded as the four argued their case. This is Abril, the God of Truth and Lies.
"And I tell you, I cannot do that" Thanatos replied in an annoyed tone "How can I stress that enough. You know that I cannot go against the laws laid down by the creator himself"
"We're not asking you to bring him back to life. We're just asking you to hold off his death and bring him back" Diá explained, her voice calm and controlled, sounding more mature beyond her years.
"He's a child of prophecy! They are supposed to get a second chance" Terra argued, her voice sounding brash and impertinent in comparison to Diá
"Indeed but he had already fulfilled his world's prophecy. So, I cannot bring him back to his world" Thanatos reasoned.
"Wait... Hold on, his world?" Tiqua inquired, speaking up for the first time.
Nodding his head, Thanatos replied "Yes, I cannot bring him back to his world" before tuning around "Abril, what do you think?" he asked the imposing man.
"I sincerely apologise but I agree with Thanatos" Abril replied in a soft tone.
"But..." Terra tried to argue but she was cut off by Abril.
"We cannot go against the law of the creator, himself. Now, good day" he said with finality before he disappeared in gold smoke.
"Now if you don't mind I have souls to reap" Thanatos replied as he turned aound, clutching his scythe "Good day"
"Wait!" Diá called out "What did you mean by his world?". A small sliver of hope blossomed in her chest and based on her fellow fates', they had reach the same conclusion.
Thanatos, oblivious to their intentions answered "I meant that I couldn't bring him back to life in his world it is in the laws. 'No humans should live in the same universe twice'"
"Oh" Diá's lips curved into a sly grin "Okay, I admit defeat but since it isn't against the laws. Can I have his soul and spirit?"
A surprised look settled upon his face, surprise at her demand but he let it go, it wasn't in the rules anyway "Okay" He snapped his fingers before opening his hands, revealing a glowing golden orb filled with wispy slightly white smoke. He handed it to to. who closed her hands around it.
"Thank you"
Thanatos nodded his head before he disappeared in black smoke. The three fates looked at each other before Terra said "Now, where shall we put him?"
Terra's question sparked an argument that lasted several hours until it stopped when Tiqua suggested a universe that had one of the best potential. A world at war, 'not only will he have a pretty decent life' she said 'He will also grew up as a warrior, just like he was destined to'. But there was one problem. In this universe, there was no such thing as magic but auras so once Harry passes through the barrier, he's magical abilities will change to aura.
Nodding their head in agreement, Tiqua and Terra started with the ritual, opening a rift in the room. Diá looked down at the orb and whispered "Good luck, Hadrian and I hope you make good use of this opportunity" before she placed the orb in front of the rift and watched as the rift dissipated into millions of little lights and enveloped the orb before it disappeared taking it with it.
~Scene Break~
In universe #2935451, on the planet Remnant, a woman gave birth to a dark-haired boy. The mid-wife took the child away and wiped away the blood before giving him to his father and began to ran some tests on his mother.
Ignoring the mid-wife who were checking her vitals, the woman watched her son as he was carried by his blonde haired father, whose emerald green eyes glimmered with pride and joy as he welcomed his son.
Smiling softly, she shook her head before turning her attention to the mid-wife "I'm sorry can you repeat that?"
"What are you going to name him, Mrs. Divinsi?" she repeated as she took out the boy's birth certificate. Thinking hard, she had never thought that she would give birth to a boy after all, her family had never had a boy in years but as she looked back at her baby, a smile made it's way onto her face.
"Aries" she whispered, her grey eyes shining with pride "Aries Divinsi". The mid-wife nodded her head before filling up the form, and leaving the family alone.
"Caedis" she called out, catching her husband's attention. Cradling the baby, he walked up to her and knelt down beside her "Yes, Sera?" he whispered with concern as he ran his finger, comfortingly, through her midnight hair, a hair that was inherited by his son.
Weakly cupping his free hand, she brought it to her chest and whispered "We're a family". Those words we're said with so much pride and awe that Caedis cannot help but smile softly before bringing up his son and setting him down in his wife's arms. Taking her hands, he pulled it and clasp her hands, kissing it softly before whispering "I know and I've never felt more happier before in my life".
It seems like eternity as they stared into each other's eyes before Aries began to move, slowly opening his emerald green eyes as he yawned strectching his chubby, toddler arms. Cooing softly at the display, his wife broke eye contact before bringing her son closer to her. Cradling him, she began to sing softly:
Just close your eyes the sun is going down you'll be alright no one can hurt you now come moring light you and I'll be safe and sound
Humming the last notes of the lullaby, her son slowly fell asleep. Producing an adorable snore that she cannot help but softly coo at. "Really, a snore?" her husband said softly with amusement, afraid of waking up his son.
Rolling her eyes "Caedis, even you have to admit that he has an adorable snore" she shot back with a smile, in the same volume as her husband.
"Wow, that will be a good thing to tell all the girls he will bring home" he replied in a thoughtful voice, seriously considering the possibility of his son becoming a ladies' man but when he felt a heated gaze coming from his wife, he gulped.
"Honey, if you ever have any thoughts like that ever again, I will send you to the couch for 3 months" she threatened with a growl.
"Come on, honey" he whispered as he slowly backed away "It was just a thought"
The aura of death emanating from her slowly decreased, sometimes Serafina's semblance scared him but as he watched her turn back to their son with a loving gaze he smiled. No matter how many faults she has, he still loved her with all his heart and he knew that she loves him too, even with his faults.
~Scene Break~
In the realm of deities, the three fates watched Harry Potter or Aries Divinsi's first hour in universe #2935451. A contemplating gaze settled upong Terra's face "Sisters? Do you think that we made the right choice to send him to that universe?" she asked.
Diá and Tiqua had a look of deep concentration on their faces but after a few seconds Diá spoke out "I do not know, sister but how can we know if it is the right universe or not. Every universe have an advantage and disadvantage but I think that this universe is right for him afterall this is where one of the greatest warriors to ever been born came from."
Terra didn't reply, still thinking over her sister's logic. They have considered all the options and this one seems to be the best at the moment. Looking at the young child she murmured "Good luck in your life child, for you shall face great adversity and trials in your chosen path but I assure you, you will get your deserving ending. I just hope you choose the right path"
Author's Notes:
Hey! This is Firenze26 and this is one of my new RWBY crossover stories. I've recently discovered RWBY and I've been hooked. So, after a couple of episodes two ideas popped into my head, I had tried to choose the better one and I even tried merging it but it was no use so I will post two, yes, TWO different RWBY universe with the same concept of Harry being transported to RWBY universe. This is the one where Harry is born in the RWBY universe.
Also, since this is like one of the first RWBY and Harry Potter crossover fanfics, hooray for me for being one of the first to write this type of crossover. Anyway, hope you guys like it. R&R, read and review!
P.S.
"The Centurion of Beacon" is still a working title, it might change.
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