The Third Adventure

Chapter One

"Harry! Harry! Harry!" cheered the citizens of Viridian City.

Harry Potter, a thirteen-year-old boy, agreed to help his mother, Lily Potter, with the Battle-Demonstration she was putting on for all the future trainers in the city.

Three years ago the gym was owned by Giovanni, the leader of Team Rocket. When Team Rocket was defeated, the ownership of the Viridian Gym went to Lily. Harry would help out by giving advice to trainers that came to challenge the leader.

Harry was considered an ideal for all the young trainers. He had started his first adventure when he was ten-years-old. His first Pokemon was not one of the starting of the Kanto region, but an Eevee that grew into an Umbreon.

"I would now like to introduce my opponent," said the voice of Lily. "My son, Harry Potter!"

Harry entered the battlefield to the sound of cheering and applause. He waved to his fans as he made his way to the trainer's box opposite of Lily. The referee stepped forward with two flags in her hands.

"This is a demonstration match between Viridian City's gym leader, Lily Potter—"the crowd cheers—"And the challenger, Harry Potter—"there's more cheering—"This will be a full six-on-six battle with no time limit. Begin!"

"Don't think I'll go easy on you because you're my son," said Lily.

"I don't expect you to," replied Harry. "Call out your first Pokemon."

Lily grabbed a small Pokeball from around her waist. She enlarged the ball by pressing the white button in the center.

"This will be my first and last Pokemon," she said with confidence. "Arbok, I choose you!" she said throwing the Pokeball.

A white light emitted from the Pokeball which eventually turned into a large black snake that looked a little like a cobra.

"Charbok!" said the Arbok.

"In that case, I'll choose…" Harry reached for a Pokeball that rested around his belt, but froze in place.

Arbok were not normally black. They were usually purple. In fact the only black Arbok was…

The Arbok slowly began to change into a human form. The Pokemon went from being a black snake to being a full grown man with a bald head, red, cat-slit eyes, and a snake nose. This Pokemon was Lord Voldemort himself.

Harry had met Voldemort on his first journey to become a Pokemon master. It was Voldemort that had given Harry Poke Powers allowing the teen to use the abilities of the Pokemon he had captured including taking on their forms.

The area around Harry changed as the gym and the people inside vanished leaving Harry alone with Voldemort.

"W-What do you want?" asked Harry.

The last time Harry had seen Voldemort, the man actually wanted to kill him. Harry had refused Voldemort's offer to take over the world. He had chosen to side with Dumbledore making himself number one on Voldemort's hit list.

"I just wanted you to know that you're as good as dead," replied Voldemort. "I will not rest until your blood covers the battlefield you stand on."

Harry's stomach churned with fear. "You can't do anything to me here. This is just a dream."

Voldemort gave a small smile and chuckled. "Would you like to test that theory?"

Voldemort suddenly vanished leaving Harry perplexed. Harry was about to go find his mother to tell her about Voldemort when his scar seared with pain. He cried out as his knees gave in and he hit the ground. Even though this was a dream, the pain felt real.

Voldemort rematerialized standing next to Harry. Harry looked up at his nemesis with watery eyes.

"That's…not…possible…" said Harry, his voice no more than a whisper.

"Don't forget that I have my Poke Powers. I'm using a move called Dream Eater so whenever you are asleep you are vulnerable to the attack." Voldemort placed a hand under Harry's chin. "While I cannot kill you in your sleep, I can torture you in ways that will leave you begging for death. It's all thanks to my…magical touch."

"…Bastard…"

Voldemort chuckled. "This is one place I can get you so that no one can save you. There is one downside…" A loud sound could be heard in a distance. Voldemort glanced around before looking back at Harry. "Your alarm clock will end our segments. See you tonight, Harry."

Harry slowly opened his stinging eyes. His scar was throbbing horribly and his head was spinning. He willed himself not to get sick from the pain. As he sat up he felt something hot trickle down his forehead; blood.

Harry laid his head back on his pillow hoping that the pain would fade away soon. What was he going to do? He couldn't go to sleep at night knowing that Voldemort was going to hunt his dreams; then again he couldn't stay up for the rest of his life.

There was a sudden knock on his door that startled him. Harry quickly pulled his sheet over his head hiding from the visitor. He heard the door open and the floor board squeak as someone made their way towards his bed.

"You're still asleep?" asked the voice of his mother. "Teenagers these days are all so lazy," she sighed. "Okay, you've been training hard so I'll let you sleep in late. But don't be late for the demonstration, okay?"

"Yes, mom," came Harry's muffled voice.

He heard the floor board squeak once again followed by the door closing softly. He emerged from the sheet and stared at the door. He retrieved his glasses from the side table placing them on his face. He glanced at the clock to see that he had two hours before the demonstration.

Harry climbed out of bed sliding into his slippers as he went. He went over to his dresser and rummaged inside for some bandages. He finally discovered one inside of the bottom drawer. He wrapped the white bandage around his head instantly staining it with red. He then pulled a black head band over his forehead to hide the bandage from Lily.


Harry was still feeling exhausted when he turned up for the demonstration two hours later. He was sitting on the side bench trying to shake the pain away while Lily did a last minute check on her Pokemon. Umbreon sat by Harry's side staring at the teen with a look of concern on its face.

"Bre…" Umbreon said with concern. "Um?" it said when it notices the referee stepping up to the sidelines.

"It's times to begin today's demonstration," said the referee. "Can both trainer's step into the trainer box?"

Harry struggled to his feet. He slowly walked to the challenger's trainer's box. He looked over to Lily, who was watching him with concern.

"Harry, are you feeling ill?" she asked. "If you're sick we can postpone this match until you're better."

"No," Harry said quickly. "Everyone has been looking forward to this match for weeks. I'm fine."

"…Okay."

Lily nodded to the referee to continue. "This demonstration battle is between the Viridian gym leader Lily and the challenger from Viridian Forest Harry," she told the crowd. "This will be a full six-on-six match with no time limit. Only the challenger will be allowed to substitute Pokemon. Begin!"

"As you said, everyone has been waiting for this match, so let's give them all we got," said Lily. She grabbed a Pokeball. "Skitty, I choose you!" she said throwing the Pokeball.

A small cat-like Pokemon emerged from the Pokeball. It had pink fur on the top of its head and body while it's face and stomach area was a beige color.

Harry grabbed a choice Pokeball before throwing it. Chikorita materialized from the Pokeball landing on the ground in front of Harry.

"Chika!" said Chikorita happily. "…Chika?" it said when it noticed Harry's exhaustion. "Chikorit…"

"You can have the first attack," said Lily.

"Chikorita, tackle!" exclaimed Harry.

Chikorita tore down the field towards Skitty, who patiently awaited Lily's command.

"Skitty, dodge it, then counter with double slap!"

When Chikorita was only an inch away Skitty quickly moved out of the way. Chikorita skidded to a halt before turning around and meeting with Skitty's paw.

Skitty slapped Chikorita several times before giving a last powerful smack to the face that caused Chikorita to fly backwards a few feet and roll across the ground.

"Chi…ka…" said Chikorita as it struggled to its feet.

Harry wasn't really paying attention to the battle. He was busy dealing with his own pain. It wasn't until Chikorita gave a cry that Harry looked up. He saw his Pokemon flying into the wall after a powerful tackle made by Skitty.

"Razor leaf!"

Chikorita got to its feet. It then swung its leaf let out a series of pink razor sharp leaves. Skitty was hit with full force knocking the cat off its feet.

"Skitty, are you okay?" asked Lily.

Skitty got to its feet. It then nodded while glaring at an exhausted Chikorita. Chikorita gritted its teeth as it focused on not losing conscious. It had trained too hard to lose the match. Plus it would be letting its fellow Pokemon down.

"Chikorita, use vine whip!"

Chikorita extended its two vines towards Skitty.

"Dodge it!" Skitty ran forward before jumping to the left to dodge the vines. "Now use Assist!"

Skitty's Assist attack turned into a Water Gun attack. The attack hit Chikorita, but the Grass Pokemon was enjoying the water instead of being hurt. Skitty stopped the attack.

"Let's finish this! Chikorita, razor leaf!"

"CHIKA!"

Chikorita sent another group of leaves at Skitty. The cat's feet left the ground and sent her crashing into the wall. The leaves continued to cut at the Pokemon as they bounced off its body. When the attack finished Skitty slumped to the ground unconsciously.

"Skitty is unable to battle," said the Referee. "The winner is Chikorita."

"You did a great job, Skitty," said Lily holding out her enlarged Pokeball. "Return." Skitty returned to its Pokeball which Lily shrunk and put around her waist. She then pulled out another Pokeball and enlarged it. "Go!" she said throwing the Pokeball.

A white light emitted from the Pokeball before a purple cobra materialized. Harry's eyes widen in fear.

Images from Harry's dream clouded his mind. He could hear Voldemort's voice in his ears. He closed his eyes as he dropped to his knees shaking. His scar was burning as if Voldemort was standing next to him.

"Get away!" he screamed.

"Harry!" he heard his mother say.


He opened his eyes and looked up. Through a blurry vision he saw his mother rushing towards him. She knelt beside him wrapping her arms around him. The last sensation he felt was being pulled into his mother's warm embrace.

"Harry, can you hear me?" asked a familiar voice that sounded off in the distance.

Harry opened his eyes to see a blurry face just above him. He blinked several times trying to clear his vision before he realized that someone had removed his glasses. He tried to speak, but his voice was hoarse.

Harry felt the rim of a cup pressed to his lips. He greedily drunk the water inside until the person holding the cup gently pulled it away from his lips. He took several deep breaths.

"How are you feeling?" asked another familiar voice. "Wait…"

Harry's glasses were placed on his face making the room come into a clearer view. He was in his bedroom with Lily and Tiff, his neighbor who happened to be a Butterfree tamer.

"I knew that you were ill," said Lily. "What's the matter? Before you say 'nothing' you completely freaked out on the battlefield. Why?" Harry sighed. He had to tell her the truth, but he didn't want her to worry about him. He remained silent. "Fair enough," she said folding her arms. "Until you come out with the truth you are confined to this room. No training and no phone calls."

As Lily and Tiff were leaving out of the room, Umbreon was entering the room. Umbreon watched the two women go down the hall before he made his way to Harry's bed. Ears down and sad eyes, the dark Pokemon looked up at its trainer.

"Umbreon," Harry said in a low voice. "I know what I have to do, but to do it…I have to defy my mother."

"Um?"

Harry got up from his bed. He grabbed the backpack that rested on the floor at the foot of his bed and started throwing supplies and clothing inside.

He quietly snuck out of his room to gather food in the kitchen before returning. Umbreon had not moved from its position in front of the bed.

Harry went to the window. He stared at the sky, it was past noon. "Umbreon, I'm going to go find Voldemort and I'm going to kill him…before he kills me."


Author's Note: Here's the prologue to the next story. Once again I apologize for the problem with Harry's Vacation. I would like to thank HAFTKAKHALEB for reading over my work.

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