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Power of Will Chapter 1: Fear and Power

"In order to get the bells you have to come at me with the intent to kill," Kakashi explained as he talked to his newest team of genin. The three preteens worked hard to get the bells, even going so far as to use a fire jutsu to attack.

Harry watched the show with rapt attention from his place on the stairs. Dudley had taken to the show a few days ago. It was one of the few shows that Harry found interesting, even if he wasn't allowed to watch it on the couch. His relatives thought he would infect their Duddykins if he was too close or ruin the TV, but he found he didn't mind when Naruto came on. He could see from the stairs and listened to Naruto's words like a lifeline. His life was worse than even his, but Harry couldn't help but be envious of the boy. He had a reason to live, a dream; all Harry had was a cub bored under the stairs and chores. He didn't think he would want Naruto's life, but there was something about this life that he yearned for. As the episode ended Harry crept into his cub bored. If the Dursley's forgot about him then he could have some time to himself. He pulled on the chain to his light and thought. His mind flew through the episode, his hands trying to form the symbols of the newest jutsu he had seen, the fire ball jutsu. He knew it wasn't real, but it was a way for his mind to find freedom, a fantasy that he clung to. Anytime he wasn't being watched by the Dursley's, mainly when he was stuck gardening and in his room, he would work on the hand signs and pretend he could fight. He knew the transformation, clone, and soon, the fire ball jutsu's hand signs. When he was saving to be quiet he would close his eyes and try to feel the energy around or inside of him, how it moved and changed. He thought he could feel it last time. His childhood brain said so, but his Dursley infected thoughts told him it was impossible, that it didn't exist. Yet, even science class told him energy was everywhere and constantly changing form. It was then that he resolved to believe his own thoughts, not those of the adults.

As school started up again Harry hunting became an everyday occurrence. Most of the time Harry would run anywhere the others couldn't follow, even if that meantgoing to the Dursley's earlier than he wanted. However, after the first month the Dursley's started locking the door, not wanting to see the freak any earlier than dinner. He would run until he was safe, steadily getting faster, even using it as practice for his fantasy life. Unfortunately no luck could keep up. It was on a Friday after school when Dudley's gang got a hold of him. Harry's back was to the brick wall, hands skimming the wall for any way to get away in his frantic thinking.

"Can't run away this time, Potter." Dudley sneered.

"Get away Dudley" Harry yelled, his eyes determined.

The group laughed at the scrawny boy trapped infront of them.

"Does baby Potter think he can get away?" Zack, Dudley's friend asked.

Harry ran forward trying to push his way through the mob. Strong arms forced him back again. His body slammed into the wall, knocking his breath from his lungs. Harry took a few moments to get his breath back, his mind spun, flying through possible ways to get away. If only he could scare Dudley enough to back away. He took a big breath and glared at the boy.

. "Hey Dudley, you know that show you always watch? Well lets see how much of that is real." Harry focused on the energy trying to force it to his mouth while he went through the hand signs.

"Yeah right. Like that's gonna wok. Give up Potter," one of the boys laughed.

"Fire style: Fire ball jutsu." Harry yelled. He breathed out hard forcing the energy with it. Slowly a flame formed, only the size of a baseball and mostly smoke, but still, he was able to form something. The group of boys screamed and backed up, scrambling to get away. Their faces covered in terror.

"Potter's not human!" "Get away from the freak, he'll light you on fire!"

The gang ran away, their screams fading with distance. Harry stared at his hands. He couldn't believe that that worked. His legs gave way as he fell against the wall. It took a lot of energy to do the little he could. Sighing in relief, Harry let his body relax before getting up and going to the library. If this was real there had to be information on it, and if not he could always read/watch Naruto and hope they explained how to do this, how to gain power. If he could gain enough power then he could protect himself, and maybe, just maybe, he could gain a friend for the first time.