Harry Potter and the stranger
Chapter One
Baghdad, Iraq,
It's been a long 18 months. Two more weeks and I will be back stateside but the big question will be what to do when I get back. I don't really have a place to call home, never had. My first memory was the orphanage. As soon as I was old enough I joined the Army because I figured that someone with my gifts should use them to help somehow. In case your wondering I can't be hurt, at all. I also am very strong, not just pro wrestler strong but strong enough to pick up a tank. Just on this tour alone I have been shot 15 times staqbed 3 times and gone through 4 explosions. To tell you the truth i don't know what I am. Then suddenly my whole life changed.
We were doing a routine patrol through the marketplace when suddenly a IED went off. Then the shooting started and then all hell broke loose. As practiced everyone that could got behind me like a shield. We then proceded to fire back under cover. Suddenly I see a little boy running in the middle of the gun fire toward his father who was hiding from the gunfire. Right before the boy could reach his father I saw an RPG being pointed at the boy. I didn't know if I could take a direct hit from an RPG but if my life meant that the boy would live then so be it. I ran and grabbed the boy and ran him over to is father. I hand the boy over to his father. The man is holding on to a torn shirt and a stick in his hand as I hand him over when suddenly I feel the RPG hit me in the back. The old man says somthing but I don't quite hear, next thing I know I feel a pull somewhere behind my navel and then all goes black.
:author's notes:
this is my first time writing fan fiction so please tell me how it was.
I am also looking for a Beta Reader.