Prologue - Champion

AN: I've never written any type f Fanfiction so please go easy on me. Ideas are welcome though, so is criticism! I don't know if I'll continue with this, tell me if you think I should!

Disclaimer: I think it should be obvious that I own nothing here! I'm just having fun with already established characters.

In a place beyond mortal comprehension a pair of enchanting green eyes snapped open. These eyes were immediatley narrowed into a glare so malicious and full of rage that it could kill a man. How dare those insignificant rats defy me! I will destroy every single one of them! The anger and hate in the eyes of the Primordial entity, Gaia, then disappeared, replaced with a shine of cunning. I will not be able to face those rats directly, they have been amassing strength for millenia while I have been hemorrhaging it. I will need a champion, a knife to plunge into the backs of those that betrayed me! But how?

In one universe this Primordial entity decided that her own children, who had already failed in defeating the Gods before, would be her champions. That choice would be the result of her own pride and stubborness, a refusal of taking any kind of help from anyone. In this dimension though she was smarter, winning meant more than any idiotic sense of pride. So, she called on the one thing, the one being that could help her.

"Chaos," it was a single word, said by a being that had lost a huge majority of it's power, but it still shook the very foundations of reality. This was because it was said in the language of the Primordials. The effects of this call were immediate. There was a swirling of black smoke in the center of the inconcievable space, this smoke swiftly congealed into the form of a man.

"Gaia, so long has it been since you have called on me. What is it, my dear child, that you need?" This entity, presumably Chaos, exuded so much power that it was hard to believe how gentle and loving his tone of voice came across.

"I need you help Father. I... I was foolish to think that I could avenge my children alone. I ask that you forgive me and please assist me." It was almost scary to see the normally ruthless primordial so... softspoken.

"My favorite child, of course I will help you. What is it that you need of me?"

"I need... I need a champion. A champion that I will bless with my greatest gift."

"Are you sure? Are you sure that a mere human should be trusted with... that gift? It could spell doom for every single one of us." Even the mighty Chaos sounded almost afraid of the gift that Gaia was speaking about.

"This is where you come in Father, you will be the one to provide a mortal worthy of being my champion!"

"I know just the child." And indeed he did. The Olympians weren't the only greek immortals having children, Chaos himself had had quite a few mortal children over the years, of course their powers were blocked but it was a simple thing for a Primordial to remove. Though Chaos had children much differently from any other immortal, he threw himself into the reincarnation loop after erasing his memories. It was from his latest trip through this loop that he would be getting Gaia her champion; the trip where he was known as James Potter. "His name is Harry James Potter and he lives in Surrey, England in 4 Privet Drive."

"Thank you Father! Your kindness will not be forgotten." With these words spoken Gaia sent forth her gift in the form of a huge ball of pulsating green energy. Her plans set in motion, Gaia fell back into a deep slumber and Chaos dispersed back into black smoke.

In Surrey, England in 4 Privet Drive a young boy, sleeping in a cupboard, was struck with a pulsating ball of green light. This ball of light was slowly absorbed into the boys chest, after it was completely absorbed the boy himself started to glow with a green light. Around the boy chains of black power appeared, all of them achored in his chest, these chains were slowly dissolved by the green light until in a final crackle of power they were gone. The light dimmed until everything looked just like it had a second ago, but looks are deceiving and everything has changed.