Hey, so I was looking through some Harry Potter crossovers and found one called 'The bloody Ashikabi', by 'Arawn D. Draven' (which I would recommend to anyone who likes HP/Sekirei). It gave me an idea for one of my own and, after getting permission from Arawn D. Draven, here it is.
Just a warning, for those that have already read 'The bloody Ashikabi', this first chapter will have a few similarities, such as how Harry will end up at MBI, and like I have already said I have permission.
Another warning, this fic is rated M for a reason, and though there will be humour, some of it might be a little dark.
You have been warned!
Also, I will only use italic for speaking different Japanese when there is someone in the fic who doesn't understand it, otherwise it will just be normal.
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Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or Sekirei
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Summary- the Dursley's were died, while on a business trip to Japan they were killed in an accident, a six year old Harry left in the car. But after years of abuse, both psychological and physical, the Boy Who Lived is a very different person than anyone had been expecting. Then add into the equation the fact he is the Ashikabi to the Black Sekirei, and you have a recipe for chaos. How will his involvement affect the Sekirei plan?
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Chapter 1- The Boy in the Car
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Takami Sahashi was in a foul mood as she barked orders at the many employees running around her like a bunch of headless chickens, a large frown on her face, and a cigarette in her mouth. It had been a long day, longer then it usually was for her, and had just ended in the death of not only the English family that had been visiting for a business deal, but also thirty MBI scientists.
The moment she had seen the Dursleys, Takami knew she would hate them. The women had been a tall, thin thing, with beady eyes and overly sweet tongue that made her sick to listen to. The Man, who was without a doubt the fattest thing she had ever seen in her life, was a bumbling idiot, who tried, and failed, to sound smarter and more important than he actually was. Finally there was their son, a boy who seemed to be trying to match his father in the size department, who had been beyond spoiled, and was the cause of this whole mess.
Even with the three guards helping her escort the family around MBI tower, the little brat had somehow gotten away from them, something she was going to have a talk about the three men who were supposed to be stopping exactly that, and had wondered into one of the labs. The boy had then, after his parents caught up to him, managed to accidentally activate an emergency sterilising protocol sealing both himself, his parents and thirty scientists in the room with him.
The program was designed so that in the event something dangerous, such as a virus, would not be able to spread passed the infected area. It did this by first sucking out all the oxygen from the room, before realising a gas designed to kill any and all organic matter, which included the human body.
Takami was going over the story they would realise to the press about the incident, already planning on blaming the three English idiots that had caused the whole mess in the first place, before letting out a tired sigh.
It was no wonder her hair had turned white, the stress from this job would probably kill her one day, and the fact that the man she worked for was an idiot didn't help.
The moment this thought crossed her mind, she felt the phone in her pocket start to vibrate, and after fishing it out frowned when she saw the name displayed on the screen as she prepared for the headache that was Minaka.
"What the hell do you want, in case you hadn't noticed, I'm busy trying to clean up this whole mess the stupid English assholes made!"
"Heelllooo Takami-kuuuun, so nice to hear your voice!"
"What the hell do you want Minaka?"
Even if she couldn't see him, Takami could almost feel the idiotic smirk on the man's face, and it made her want to beat the crap out of him.
"I need you to go and have a look at the Dursleys car, one of the cameras in the parking lot had picked something up from it and I want you to check it for me. I have even sent Yume to meet up with you, wasn't that nice of me?"
Growling under her breath, Takami rubbed her forehead from where a vein was popping out as her eye twitched, trying to calm down before speaking.
"Why the hell are you sending me?!"
"Oh, no reason, now I really have to go, see you later Takami-kun!"
Before she had time to respond the call was cut off, leaving her standing there with her eye twitching even more, her grip on the phone getting so strong it looked as if it might break in her hand any second.
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The parking lot for the MBI tower was built under the tower itself, with the only way into the building from it being three elevators that needed a security card to use. It was also fitted with security cameras, basic, motion activated, heat sensitive, and every other type the paranoid mind of Minaka could come up with.
But while Takami thought the CEO was a lunatic, she couldn't deny the over the top security had stopped more than one 'spy' from getting access to the building. This was why she didn't really mind too much, that he had sent her down to investigate the Dursleys car. Takami doubted that the family had been trying to teal information or sneak someone to do it, they were just too stupid to be involved in anything that would actually require thought, but it was better safe then sorry.
She Number 08, Yume, waiting for her at the elevator when she stepped out, looking towards one of the many cars on the far side of the parking lot with a small frown on her face. Like most of her sisters, Yume was the embodiment of beauty, with curves in all the right places, large doe like brown eyes, and tight cloths that clung to her body almost like a second skin. The fact she was frowning was odd, because Yume was without a doubt one of the most cheerful, if at times hyper, Sekirei Takami had ever met.
"Something wrong, Yume?"
For a moment the only response Takami got was the brunets frown deepening slightly as she turned to look at her out of the corner of her eye, never taking them completely off of the car she had been staring at.
"I don't know, but I'm getting a bad feeling in my stomach, like we're about to find something really bad…I don't like it."
Letting a frown cross her won lips at her friend's words, Takami pulled out a fresh cigarette, before putting one of her hands in her pockets and started to casually walk towards the car. She knew Yume was only a few meters behind her, preparing to jump in if something happened. It wasn't until she was a few feet away from the car that something odd about it hit her, the windows were blacked out. The car was obliviously a rental, and the only way in Japan you were given a car with blacked out widows was if it was pacifically requested, and was a lot more expensive than just getting a normal car.
Why would the Dursleys need blacked out windows?
Her eyes narrowing, Takami pulled the keys that had been confiscated from the body of the whale man, she never bothered to remember any of their names, and pointed it at the car as she unlocked it. Even with the windows blacked out, the scientist didn't miss the slight shadow that moved in the back seats, and after sending a glance to Yume, moved to open the door.
Only to stare in shock at what was on the other side of it.
"Oh, what a cute little boy!"
Not even bothering to look at the Sekirei behind her, who she already knew was probably smiling, Takami couldn't take her eyes off of what she was seeing.
Crouched on the floor on the other side of the car behind the seat, trying to make himself as small as possible, was a small boy who couldn't be older than four. He looked extremely thin, which was only made worse by his clearly too big cloths, with messy black hair. She couldn't see his eyes, because at the moment he had his head tucked into his knees with his hands over it, but it was clear his whole body was quivering.
Frowning slightly, confused as to why the boy was even in the car in the first place, Takami leaned forward slightly.
"Who are you and what are you doing in this car."
He didn't even look up, and if possible seemed to curl in on himself even deeper than before, which caused her to frown. Taking a moment to think, she let out a sigh before switching to English instead, hoping to get a response.
"Who are you kid?"
This time he did look at her, if only slightly, and Takami saw a pair of almost glowing green eyes. But there was something about them that made her feel uneasy, though she couldn't put her finger on what it was, and before she could think about it her thoughts were interrupted by the boy speaking. His voice was very soft and quiet, as if he didn't use it often, and was slightly muffled by his knees.
"I'm Harry Potter, miss…"
"Takami, and the other woman behind me is Yume, why were you locked in the car?"
At this question, the now identified Harry seemed to try and push himself even further into the floor, and something inside Takami's head was screaming at her that something wasn't right.
"Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon said I had to stay in the car and not let anyone see me until they came back."
So he was the Dursleys nephew…that explained why he didn't look anything like them, but not why he was here in the first place.
Letting out a sigh Takami took a step back, taking a long puff of her cigarette, before talking.
"Well, I'm sorry to tell you this, but they aren't coming back, there was an accident all three of them died."
At her words Harry's whole body went completely still, before finally lifting his head from his knees and looking at her with a completely blank expression that didn't look right on such a small boy.
"…their dead?
Raising an eyebrow at the odd reaction the boy was having, though she just assumed it was shock, Takami gave a silent nod. She was about to ask him more questions when she saw his eyes role into the back of his head.
It seemed Harry had just fainted.
Frowning, she turned to Yume who had a worried expression on her face as she looked at the boy, and cleared her throat to get the woman's attention.
"Yume, can you carry Harry to exam room 3? It looks it the shock was too much for him."
Without waiting for a reply, and a quick worried glace at the boy of her of, Takami made her way to the elevators to prepare a bed for them to lay the kid on until he woke up.
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Takami felt her mind hit a wall when the words Yume was saying to her finally registered, her face falling into a blank mask, and her hands clenched into fists at her side.
"Could you reaped that, please?"
"I said something is wrong, He's too light even for someone his size, and I can feel something weird on his back."
She wasn't surprised that Yume did understand what her word might mean, after all the concept of child abuse probably didn't even fit in her mind as a possibility, but for Takami it made her blood run cold.
Without a word to the still confused Sekirei, she gently turned the boy onto his stomach and grabbed a pair of scissors, her hand shaking slightly as she slowly started cutting the back of his shirt off. But the further she cut, the more her hand shook, and by the time she had finished her eyes were wide in horror at what she was seeing.
The boys back was completely covered in scare tissue, not an inch of flesh was speared from the intricate networks of overlapping damaged flesh. There were even fresh bruises on his lower back and sides, a deep angry black, and on his shoulders Takami could even see burn marks. There was also the fact that even with so much scar tissue, the boy was so under wait that his bones were sticking out under his skin, and they could even see the ridges of his spine.
She heard the gasp of horror from Yume, followed by the sound of something metal falling to the ground as she knocked into a table as she backed away, and glanced up to see the Sekirei had both hands covering her mouth. Falling into a chair next to the bed, Takami could do nothing but stare at the boys back in morbid fascination as her mind tried to process what she was seeing.
This wasn't child abuse, it was torture! How was this kid even alive?!
After about a minute of just staring at Harry's back, the shock finally wore off and her mind was able to form different thoughts and emotions again, and the moment this happened they were both consumed by one thing…rage.
Who could anyone do such a thing to a child, their own nephew even? Where were his parents?
If the Dursleys weren't already dead, Takami would have given them to Karasuba to play with!
"H-how could anyone do this to a child?"
Turning her attention to the clearly shell shocked Sekirei, Takami realised she didn't have any words to say to the alien, there was nothing she could say. Looking at the boys back, thinking of the people that had done such a thing, made her ashamed to be a human. But before she could think of anything, they were both broken from their thoughts by the sound of groaning, and looked to see Harry was finally waking up.
Takami watched as the small boy in front sat up, looked around the room for a second, before turning to stare at her with the same blank expression she had seen on his face before he passed out. Even his eyes seemed to be slightly dull, and he was sitting much too still for someone so young, her own kids couldn't stop moving for more than a few seconds at a time.
She waited for the boy to say something, but all he did was stare at her, and when the silence had stretched on for five straight minutes without any sign of change she decided to break it herself.
"Harry, do you remember what I told you before you passed out?"
"Yes Miss Takami, my Uncle, Aunt and Cousin are dead."
His voice was as empty as his face, and the scientist couldn't help but feel a chill run down her spine when she heard it, no child should even be able to talk like that.
Gathering her nerve, knowing that her next question might cause a problem if he reacted badly, Takami leaned forwards slightly in her chair.
"Harry, I saw your…can you tell me what happened?"
At this question the boy's face finally showed some emotion, thought it wasn't the one she was expecting, and instead of looking sad or angry she saw confusion.
"I don't understand, Miss Takami…"
"Harry…you do know that it isn't normal for a boy your age to have so many scars…don't you?"
For a moment her only response was an even more confused expression, his head tilted to the side slightly, before he said something that made her mind freeze all over again.
"But I'm a Freak, I deserve it, Freaks are supposed to be punished for being Freaks…"
A loud banging sound over to her right caused Takami to look at Yume for a moment, only to see that the Sekirei had thrown one of the work tables across the room into the wall, her face a masked of rage as she shouted in Japanese so Harry wouldn't understand her.
"HOW DARE THEY! HOW DARE THEY MAKE HIM THINK HE SHOULD BE TREATED LIKE THAT! IF THEY WERE STILL ALIVE I WOULD TEAR THEIR SPINES OUT THROUGH THEIR THROATS AND SHOVE THEM BACK UP THERE ASS'S!"
While shocked at the normally loving Sekirei's harsh threats, Takami found herself agreeing with her, to make a child think he deserved such torture was unthinkable.
"I never knew you had it in you, Yume-chan, I'm so proud."
Hearing the all too familiar voice behind her which sent another cold shiver down her spine, Takami turned her now wide eyes to see none other than Karasuba, the Black Sekirei herself, standing in the doorway with a large grin on her face.
"What the hell are you doing here?"
Seeming to ignore her question for the moment, Karasuba walked into the room, one hand on her sword and her trademark grin on her face. She sent a glance at Harry, though didn't seem to pay him any kind of attention, before finally turning her attention on the white haired scientist.
"Minaka sent me to find out what was going on, he was worried when you didn't call and tell him what you found, though I must admit I was surprised to hear Yume-chan talking in such a vulgar way..."
When saying the last part Karasuba sent her fellow Sekirei a small smirk, only to frown when she saw her attention was still fixed on the boy, clearly not liking the fact Yume was ignoring her to stare at Harry with tear filled eye. Takami watched as the Black Sekirei finally turned to look at him properly, only to freeze the moment she did and gasp, her eyes wide and pupils shrunk to pin pricks.
Now, Takami had been working with Sekirei for several years now, and was one of the only people who knew anything about them. It was because of this knowledge that she was able to recognise the psychotic Sekirei's reaction, which caused her own eyes to widen in both shock and fear, her skin getting paler by the second.
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One look was all it took for Karasuba, just one looking into those dull, almost lifeless green eyes and she just knew. She felt her chest tighten, her breath coming in short bursts, as her hands got sweaty and the grin on her face reached a level thought impossible. This boy was like her…or he was about to be…close to being the same. He was right on the edge, looking over without a safety rope, and the thought sent a shiver of pleasure down her spine.
He was broken, already beyond repair, and most importantly he was her Ashikabi, her one as Yume liked to preach.
Ignoring both Yume and Tamaki, the Number 04 Sekirei moved so that she was sitting on the side of the boys bed, inwardly laughing when she saw Yume look like she wanted to jump forward and pull her away. She locked eyes with his, her stomach doing a flip at the dead look in his eyes.
"Hi"
His expression didn't change, and his only reaction was a slight tilt of the head.
"Hello…"
"I'm Karasuba."
"Harry Potter"
"Do you want to know something Harry-chan? I find you interesting…which is lucky for you because if I didn't I'd have run you through with my sword."
"It wouldn't work, I'm a Freak…"
Raising an eyebrow, not sure if she was more surprised at the fact he wasn't scared about the being run through or that he didn't think it would work, Karasuba smirked evilly and leaned forward slightly.
"Oh really, perhaps I should do it just to make sure?"
"That's enough Karasuba, get away from Harry-kun!"
The moment Yume stepped towards her, Karasuba began unsheathing her katana, a large grin on her face in anticipation for a fight with her rival.
A fight that never came.
She saw out the corner of her eye as Harry turned to look at the aggressively moving Yume as she walked over to them, saw the green of his eyes actually glow, and then the next thing anyone knew the brown haired Sekirei flew backwards and hit the wall with enough force to creak it around the impact.
"It's rude to interrupt."
For several minutes after that the only sound in the room was of Yume's now laboured breathing, the impact with the wall actually breaking several of her ribs, while the three women just stared at the still emotionless child sat on the bed. Karasuba could only grin, not only was her Ashikabi different from the usual pathetic humans, but he had just thrown Yume into a wall hard enough to do damage.
This might just be the happiest day of her life!
Smirking at the boy, her hand still on her partly drawn katana, the grey haired Sekirei reached out to pat the boy on the head. Only for him to flinch away from the hand as if it was on fire, his face suddenly losing its emotionless expression as he backed away from her.
Frowning slightly, not liking the sudden change, Karasuba was finally able to catch a glimpse of his back when he turned away from her slightly. In that moment, time froze for the katana wielding Sekirei, the world fading to black and white until her and Harry were the only things in colour.
Her pupils dilating to the point they were nothing but little dots in her eyes, in a move faster than most eyes could follow, Karasuba grabbed his right wrist and pulled it towards her. His small body was forced to follow it, though she was happy to hear not so much as a whimper from him, before she grabbed the front of his now torn shirt and held him up to her face.
"I want you to listen very carefully, my little Harry-chan, from now on the only person allowed to leave a scar on your skin will be me. If anyone else tries to hurt you, make them bleed, make them bleed so much they fall into a permanent sleep. From this day on, I am the only person allowed to touch you…"
Her voice was sickly sweet, and laced with enough malice to have rendered an army to their knees in fear, but it got the result she wanted.
For a moment there was no response, and Harry just started at her with wide eyes, but then she saw it. The dead look in his eyes was slowly being replace by something else, something she had seen every day when looking in the mirror, and it made her grin. Harry's eyes were slowly filling with a mixture of insanity and bloodlust, seeming to actually glow again with an unknown power, and a grin almost exactly the same as the one she herself wore was slowly starting to spread across his lips.
Without thinking Karasuba leaned forward and pressed her lips to his, her back exploding in black light as her wings shot out, so big that they started to curve when they reached the walls of the room. The kiss only lasted for a second, after all he was only a boy, she would have to wait for him to mature before doing anything serious first, but the flood of power now running through her veins was euphoric.
Pulling back so she could look into his eyes, her grin stretching to dangerous proportions, Karasuba stared into his eyes as she spoke her pledge.
"Sekirei Number 04, Karasuba, may my blade be stained red with the blood of my Ashikabi's enemies."
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Takami could do nothing but watch in absolute horror at the scene before her, actually being able to see with her own eyes as the boy's mind shifted, twisted into something horrific. Then just as she though it couldn't get any worse Karasuba had gone and winged herself on the boy, ensuring there would be nothing anyone could do to try and fix the damage her words had caused.
She saw Yume watching the two in wide eyed shock, her arms wrapped around her chest tightly to try and lessen the pain from her broken ribs, and tears falling down her cheeks. Takami knew what was going through the girls mind.
Ever since she had been woken up, Yume had talked about how Love was the answer to all things, how it could heal any wound. She believed that for a Sekirei to find her true Ashikabi, was to fine true love and peace of mind. But what had just happened in front of her spat in the face of everything she believed in, at the idea of love itself, or at least the way she saw it.
And what the hell had he done to make her fly across the room without even touching her? He was human, humans didn't have powers, but apparently Harry had some kind of Telekinetic ability? If that was true then why would he let the Dursleys beat him?
Then his words from before came back, he had called himself a 'freak', that he was meant to be punished because he was a freak…could it be possible that the Dursleys had condition him in such a way the thought of fighting back had never even occurred to him?
One thing was for sure, nothing would ever be the same, not now that Harry Potter had just winged the Black Sekirei herself.
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In a dark room where the only light came from the multiple computer monitors that covered one of its walls, a red headed woman was staring at the screens in horror as they flashed red, words speeding across them so fast for all be her eyes to see.
This was Sekirei Number 02, Matsu, who was currently on the run form MBI.
The reason she was staring at the screen in horror was because one of the programs she had created to warn her if certain events happened had been activated, and it was in the top five of list of 'oh shit, not good!'
"Oh shit, not good"
Gulping in fear, her eyes still glued to the monitors for a second, Matsu suddenly shot to her feet and ran out of the hidden room behind the fake wall, and rushing downstairs was fast as her body would take her as she reaped the same word over and over again.
"Miya! Miya! Miya! Miya! Miya! Miya! MIYA!"
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