Notice: I do not own Harry Potter or anything to do with Harry Potter. I am just borrowing the characters for entertainment purposes.
Summary: The events of 5th year has forced the Ministry to accept Voldemort's return and the war escalates. Under the gazes of their "betters," the Golden Trio forms an underground resistance that will change the Wizarding World and the rest of the world forever. A new powerful ally enters the chessboard...but is it enough?
Eternia:
Harry Potter and the Immortal's Knight
Prologue:
The Empas Leader's Personal Meditation-Throne Room:
It was dark in the seemingly empty room. Whether the room is truly empty or not is unknown to anyone, or rather any stranger that walks in. It seems that the darkness in the room seems not to be a room, but a void. The two shadowy figures in the room seems not to notice any of this at all, nor do they seem to notice the voidfull feelings the room often evokes on unfortunate fools that tries to defy the laws within the palace-castle's walls.
The lesser of the two figures lets in a small light as he opens the entrance doors. Raizs (Rāyzsh), a highly devoted servant of the Empas Leader, the Master Deity, and the leader of the Sixteen Deities, and imposing form hidden under his dark and heavy cloak. As he walks over to the figure sitting on the throne, doubt starts to crawl into his heart. 'The Master is kind, sympathetic, incredibly patient, and has an unending amount of wisdom, understanding, and a sense of calm,' he thought to himself. 'But keeping her unending powers with the amount of control she has over them is very, very stressing. I hope this isn't one of those days…but even so, I must still do this, I must protest to this.' He reaches the throned figure and then kneels before the revered deity.
The Empas Leader: powerful, but modest; young, considering immortals, but wise; imposing, yet so approachable; harsh, yet gentle; intense, but so warm; dangerous, incredibly dangerous, yet so friendly. All these things describe her and so much more. Yet, considering all these, she's still so much like a child, still so…so innocent…and in pain. Over the years, she comes out of every mission, every test, every trial, never failing, and always succeeding. Though she still looks young, all the stress and the heavy burdens over the years has evidenced itself in her eyes and in her heavy stance. She knows this next mission would be no different, no matter how significant or insignificant it is, for the matter, this war, in the capital wizard dimension in the Southern Sector 1138 is just a tiny piece of the great upcoming war, the Second War of Ventrecos. Tests and trials are happening on all the realms and dimensions of Eternia to find, recruit, save, test and/or train worthy beings and creatures whether they be mortal, immortal, or astral, as the first battles of the war are fought in and on the borders of the empire.
She slowly waves a finger acknowledging Raizs' presence and signaling him to rise. Raizs starts to hesitate his purpose of coming here, but still strives forward determined to try to delay the Master Deity's mission, at until she recovers a little, or when she's had some rest to recover her strength.
"Master, I must protest to this next mission," he starts, "You need your rest and you still haven't fully recovered yet." The concern and worry starts to take over his voice as his resolve becomes stronger. "At least wait until you've had some rest, or maybe, you could just send someone over."
The Empas Leader replies, "I must do this Raizs. It is my duty, my responsibility, my job. I can't just turn my back on it and assign someone else to do the job for me."
"But you so need your rest. I'm sure everyone will understand."
"No Raizs," the Empas Leader answers sternly, "I will do this on my own. And that's not the point."
"Aren't you taking this issue just a bit too personally?" the frustration comes out of Raizs' voice. His mistress is still so young and so much stress is put upon her shoulders.
The Empas Leader, her own frustrations starting to come out, becomes defensive at this. "No I'm not! I will not let anyone do my job for me. I'd rather be dead. And besides, what will the council think about it? I really don't personally think they'd approve."
'So this is about the council! Damn those old bastards! Don't they know how it's been for her lately?! Shame on them for putting such stresses on a child!' Raizs thought angrily.
"What about them?!" he asks her heatedly.
"What about them?! What do they have to say on the matter?! You're still so much like a child! And no offense to you Master, but you are! As powerful as you are, even you could only take so much without a much needed rest!"
The young master takes a deep breath and calms down. "Raizs, don't worry about it," she says gently, "I'm fine. I'm alright. Besides, it's me that's gotta do this anyway. Take a look at it this way, I get to visit the old realm and maybe even see some old friends and see some old sights. It'd be fun."
Raizs starts pacing as he tries to calm himself. "Fine," he says finally and pauses shaking his head and then putting it in his hand. Finally, after a few seconds, he continues, "But I still don't like this."
"I don't expect you to, Raizs," she said smiling. "Now come on. I gotta go and I still need to get ready."
"No, Master, you go and get what rest you can. I'll get everything ready."
"Fine," she said chuckling. "And don't worry so much. Everything's gonna be fine. No worries." And with that she turns and walks away leaving Raizs in the empty room alone looking at her before turning to a corridor and finally disappears.
Raizs breathes in deeply and then sighs before finally turning to leave. 'Well, that didn't go too well for my part,' he breathes out another sigh, 'Maybe I can arrange for some guards to follow her, even if only on a distance, or maybe I can ask at least one of her friends to go with her,' he thought as he walked.
The Empas Leader's Chambers:
The door opens and closes as the Empas Leader enters her chambers. She takes off her shoes before laying herself under her bedcovers. She doesn't even bother changing her clothes, nor does she bother to even take off her coat. She pulls the covers tighter around her and then pulls them over her head as she tries to get comfortable in her bed. As she slowly closes her eyes and drift off to sleep, the door opens as a man enters.
He walks over to the bed, sits, and then puts his arms around her. She shifts comfortably a little and sighs. He watches as she slowly confirms his presence and wakes up.
"Hey there," he says as she slowly opens her eyes. "How was your day?"
With a little sigh she answers, "As well as can be expected. I got a new mission."
"Oh? Where? What is it?"
"I'm supposed to go back to Hogwarts and do what I can to help the war going on there. I suppose I also have to train the young potents of that realm."
He pauses at hearing this. "Are you going to be alright about all this? You haven't been there since the last of the Four died…since Rowie died."
"Yeah, I'm gonna be fine. Why does everyone keep asking that? Everyone worries too much. It's really annoying, you know that?"
He sits upright leaning on the backboard of the bed before answering, "It's because you never do. When she furrows her brows at him questioningly, he continues, "What?! It's true! Tell me, when exactly was the last time you worried about something?"
She shifts a little and sits upright against the backboard of the bed and then answers, "I worry plenty!"
He stares at her as if he doesn't believe her.
"What?! I do! I worry plenty!"
He shakes his head and frowns, "Alright, let me rephrase that. When was the last time you worried about yourself? You may worry about other people, but you never, and I mean never, worry about yourself. It's good to worry about and help others and all, but not at the cost of yourself! Everyone is worried about you because of this. I know you have seen how everyone looks at you. It's true what you always say. You are the leader of Eternia. You are the one the people will look to when there's a problem. You are the one everyone will look to when there's something wrong. But, it's not just because whenever they look at you they know everything is gonna be alright. It's not just because whenever they look at you they know there's always hope. And the definitely don't just look at you for leaders or because of your strength. It's also because they know that whenever there's something wrong you'll risk everything that you have including you life, your soul, your spirit, your body and sanity, everything that you have to make sure everything's going to be alright, or to make sure that there's even only a tiny speck of hope that everything's going to be just fine. They worry about you."
There's a long pause after this, then the Empas Leader answers, "I know that look. I know everyone doesn't like me to risk myself so much, but what choice do I have? We're at war, kid! And there's nothing that we can do about it to change that. I really honestly wish that we aren't, and that I wouldn't have to risk myself so much to make sure that everyone's safe, but I can't. All we can all really do is do the best we can to make sure that others don't have to make the same sacrifices that we have to make. It's not a choice, mate, not anymore. This is the hand that fate and destiny has given and that's what we have to deal with here."
That man paused at this. The silence in the room became deafening. Finally, after a few minutes of silence, the man spoke, "I still don't like this. Take someone with you at the very least. It'll lessen my worries."
"You've been talking to Raizs," was her short, blunt reply. "He didn't say it out loud, but I know that he was thinking it."
That man chuckled hearing this and said, "I knew there was a reason liked that man."
The Empas Leader turned to the man with a glare and complain, "I'm supposed to be the leader of the most powerful empire in existence…and I have mother hens all over me like I'm some three-year-old!"
The man only laughed harder.
As the Empas Leader's glare slowly turned to an incredulous stare, she exclaimed, "Stop laughing! You're not helping at all!"
At his, the man's laughter calmed but didn't end.
"You have to admit it's hilarious," he started, "The mighty leader of the Sixteen Deities…ha ha ha…the pride of Eternia…being mother-henned like a three-year-old! Heh hah ha! Think of what the press would say!"
"They'd have a field day," the Empas Leader answered amusingly. Her gaze turned serious as she started to say, "Anyways, about the mission. Even if I wanted to take someone with me, who will I take? My cousins are already on missions and the others are either on missions, preparing to go on missions, or returning from one."
"Have you, perhaps, thought about taking someone whose not one of the Deities?"
"You're busy. As for the other nobilities and elites…they have their own problems to deal with."
"They don't have to be…" the man started to say before being cut off.
"Nobles or elites?" she finished for him. "Of course they do. I don't mean to sound off as arrogant, but who else could keep up with me? There are others, yes, but the nobles and elites are the only ones I know I can trust wholeheartedly."
There was a long silence after this. Neither person was willing to break the silence.
"What about me?" the man asked. "I can…"
"Don't even finish that!" the Empas Leader interrupted. "No offense, but I don't want you on this mission. Not right now anyways. You are busy enough as it is."
The man got off the bed and stood up. He walked straight to the door before he turned around to face his liege, "You shouldn't bear these burdens alone. If not with me, then open yourself to someone else."
With that he walked away without so much as a glance at his "friend."
After a while the Empas Leader sat up and looked out the window. She stated out loud, "Never again."
AN: Tell me what you think of this chapter. I actually published this chapter a couple of months back, but I accidently deleated it.