I'm doing this story until I can get back to writing my Sailor Moon story. If I update that one I will NOT update this one. I would like to thank the reviewers of Death, Fate, Destiny, and Prophecy for voting on this.
THIS STORY IS DEDICATED TO: insanechildfanfic
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Prologue
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"Wha?" Harry said, as he woke up. Kara looked down at the small six-year-old in sadness. This was the first charge that she had been unable to protect.
"Kara?" Harry asked, as he grew more alert. His Whitelighter showing up meant nothing good.
"Hey, kid," Kara said, as Harry looked around. Some of the Elders were standing around them, along with the Angel of Death, and a Grim Reaper who looked strangely familiar.
"What's going on?" Strangely enough, that one question was all it took for the Elders and Death to start arguing again.
"The boy is an innocent! He is best as a Whitelighter!" Elder.
"He make be a great Grim Reaper!" Death.
"Hey," Harry said, softly.
"He will not be a Grim Reaper!" Elder.
"Well he won't be a Whitelighter!" Death.
"Hello?" Harry asked, softly again.
"He will be a Whitelighter!" Elder.
"No, he'll be a Grim Reaper!" Death.
Harry again tried to catch their attention, but it didn't work. The Grim Reaper saw this and interrupted the Elder and Death before they could continue their argument.
"HEY!" he yelled, making many of the Elders, and even Death, jump in surprise.
"What is it Regulus?" Death asked, slightly annoyed at being interrupted.
"The kid has been trying to get your attention for a while now," Regulus replied.
"What is it little one?" Kara asked, kneeling down so she was on Harry's level.
"Why can't I just be both?" Harry asked, causing Death and the Elder's to blink.
"That…might just work," an Elder said.
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Child logic. It can give the answer to anything. Read and Review please. Smiles.
Rune