Harry Potter groaned as he walked home pulling the bag of groceries his family had made him go and get. He could not lift the heavy bag and for some strange reason no one had come up to help the small child. Harry didn't mind though. He was used to it.

The small boy tugged on the bag once more but winced as a loud ripping sound was heard behind him. He spun around and his eyes grew wide as he saw that the bag had ripped and all the products were on the ground. It had rained recently and now they were covered in mud.

Harry whimpered to himself now feeling fearful. He had to get the groceries home or else his uncle would KILL him! He squatted down and started to pick up some of the products and wiped them down with his oversized shirt.

A splash of muddy water landing on his head making the boy drop the can he was wiping however changed that. He shook his head and brought up his little hands to try and push away the mud in his now pained eyes.

When he could see again however his eyes dilated in fear. In front of him was Dudley and his friends and they all had matching evil grins. "Hello…freak." His cousin said while cracking his knuckles.

"Nooo..." Harry protested, covering his eyes. "Please, Dudley, I just wanna get the groceries home..."

"I don't care, we're bored." Dudley replied. "C'mon, let's play Harry Hunting!"

Harry closed his eyes and curled up in a ball. He couldn't run without the groceries...So he'd just have to take the beating...

The group of bullies approached Harry, who just whimpered in response.

"I think he's gonna cry." Piers said with a grin.

"Let's give him something to cry about." Dudley replied.

"First to make him bleed gets a hundred points!" One of his friends said as he kicked the boy in the side. The others nodded as they joined in throwing fists and kicks to the poor boy. Harry gritted his teeth trying so hard not to cry out in pain. He was used to this as well, Dudley and his friends liked to make a habit of hunting him down and beating him up for no real reason except for being a freak.

Tears escaped the closed eyes of the boy as the pain started to become overwhelming. "Tally up!" Dudley said as him and his friends jumped back. "Hmmm…Black and blue all over…who made him blead first?" he asked.

"I did!" his friend said rising his hand high.

"Nice!"

A groan interrupted their little tally as they turned to Harry who was still curled into a ball in pain. "He's still awake? Huh freak must be getting resistant."

"Or were not hitting him hard enough." Dudley said darkly as he walked over to the side and pulled out a small metal wrench that he took from his dad. His friends gave him dark smirks as they let him pass. "Now let's see you stay awake from this!" he shouted lifting the wrench high with the intent of smashing it over the boy's skull.

Fate had other plans.

Dudley was pushed back by an invisible force the wrench flying out of his hands and smashing into a passing car window. The gang watched with wide eyes as the boy started to float in the air before disappearing in a very loud crack.

Harry Potter was gone.

When he eventually reappeared...He was far, FAR from home. In fact, the city he was in was NOTHING like the town he had come to know!

The boy just groaned softly in pain, not noticing his surroundings. He was too beaten and hurt to even attempt standing up...

"Where...are the groceries...?" He mumbled pitifully. "I need...the groceries..."

And with that, he began the pitiful process of crawling his way across the ground, mumbling 'Groceries' with ever movement.

It took a while for him to notice his new surroundings. His eyes widened. "H-Huh...?" He whimpered. "Wh-Where am I...? This isn't home...I'm...I'm gonna get beat...I don't wanna get beat..."

Unknown to the young boy, help was on the way in the shape of a woman. She was pretty woman who looked to be in her early twenty's. Her blond hair was combed that it spiked down in front of her face, where her blue eyes gazed around the city with. What she was wearing however was not common clothing. Instead she wore pink and white armor, and she had a transceiver on her head.

This was Alia navigator of the maverick hunters, and a reploid with a big heart. This was one of her days off and she decided to take a stroll through the city. She passed by many shops, looking for new armor and some shampoo that Zero had talked about. She sighed and shook her head. 'I swear if he is messing with me…but then again his hair is always so shinny…lucky jerk.'

She was jumped out of her thoughts as her transceiver started to ring, someone was calling her. She placed her hand over the side of the headset pushing the small button on the side. "This is Alia."

"Hey Alia." The voice of X responded back. "We picked up an energy disturbance not far from your location, can you check it out?"

"Maverick?" She asked heading in the direction X has sent her.

"Not sure yet. If it is don't engage. Call for backup" he warned.

"Relax X I know my limits." She said rolling her eyes.

A grunt on the other end made the girl grin slightly. "Just be careful. Your nearing the destination. Report back when you got

something." He said terminating the call.

Alia grinned and shook her head. "Same old X." She looked up as she entered the aria of the disturbance. "Now let's see what caused you."

She looked around, readying her arm cannon. The times she used it could be counted on one hand...But if she had to defend herself, she was at least armed.

She looked around until her eyes fell on a small trembling shape. Eyes narrowed, she stepped forward, pointing her arm cannon at it.

However, the INSTANT she got in close, she felt horrible for pointing her arm cannon at the figure...

She saw a scared, beaten, trembling, whimpering, pitiful little boy. The boy was curled in a ball, making choked noises that sounded like struggles to hold back tears.

'How...How did he get here...? Does he have something to do with the disturbance...?' Then she heard him say something. She leaned in closer...

"Wanna go home...Want my cupboard..."

'Cupboard?' she asked herself mentally before shaking it off. She deactivated her arm-canon turning it back into a hand and slowly approached the boy. Looking around to see if there was anything else she saw nothing but the small boy.

She had to play this carefully trying to ignore the voice in her head to rush to him. "Little boy…can you here me." She said softly.

His head shot up and Alia saw bright emerald eyes staring back at her with so much terror that it broke her replied heart. He tried to crawl away but winced as he moved, it was then she saw how bad he truly looked. His face was puffed out and was black and blue, a puddle of blood was around him.

Her will was slipping as she slowly walked up and got on her knees in front of him. "Relax buddy, I'm not going to hurt you." She stressed raising her hands up to show him she meant no harm. Her eyes widened however as he flinched and closed his eyes almost like he was expecting…oh no.

"...Who?" She asked. "Who did this to you?" The boy just whimpered in response. "...Are they close? I can still try to catch them." The boy sniffled. "Please tell me-"

She froze when she heard a gut-wrenching sound.

A soft, miserable sob.

Eyes wide, she looked at the child, and confirmed that he was, indeed, crying. His face was buried in his hands and he was sobbing his little heart out.

Her will slipped as she scooped the boy in her arms and held him. "Shh. Calm down buddy, Shh, I'm sorry…I'm sorry. she mumbled.

The boy tried to struggle out of her grip but was too tired and hurt to do anything. So he just cried. The reploid ran her fingers through his hair to try and calm him while her other hand had reached up to her transceiver. "I need a medical unit down at West Valley Drive now!" she demanded in her headset.

"What happened Alia?! Is it a Maverick?!" X responded worried.

"No…X…a small boy…he's hut…been abused…please send the medic team quick!"

The sound of clicking can be heard, "…Damn their out with Zero and Axel. Bring him in! We'll get him looked at here!"

Alia nodded as she stood up still holding the crying child. "I'll be there soon, get the medical room ready!" she demanded as she sprinted down the road back to Maverick Hunter H.Q

"On it!"

Alia looked down at the sobbing child and clutched him tight against her. "Just hand on a little while buddy we'll get you fixed up. Promise!"

Eyes focused on the road ahead of her, she sprinted at top speed to get back to headquarters. 'Why can't we teleport with others?' She thought bitterly. 'That would make this MUCH easier!'

Harry, for his part, was so thoroughly confused and scared by what was happening. The lady must have some reason for carrying him around like this... She must be taking him somewhere very very bad...

This thought just made him cry harder. He wanted to stop hurting...He didn't wanna be in pain anymore...It was the worst feeling ever!

Alia's chest hurt every sob the child let out. "Please calm down..." She shushed gently. "Come on...I'm not gonna hurt you..."

But her words fell on deaf ears.

She rushed into the HQ and rand down the hallways straight toward the medical center ignoring everyone else as she passed. She looked down at the small boy and felt her chest tighten in pain as his sad and disheartened face. She started to rock him gently while giving the occasional "shh".

Harry blinked away his tears and finally looked up at the lady. She was…pretty, she had a small frown on her face yet her eyes that almost glowed where showing things that he has only seen his aunt give his cousin when he is hurt. His sobbing stopped as he let out a few hiccups causing the lady to smile softly down at him and run her gloved hand threw his hair. "There's a good boy. You feel better now buddy?" she asked.

Harry was still in pain but crying did make him feel slightly better so he nodded timidly at the lady. She smiled down at him. "That's good. We are going to make your pain go away okay?" she asked him again.

His eyes grew wide at that as he stared at her hope shining in his eyes. "Yo…you are?"

She nodded her head as she stopped at the opening to the medical center. "That's right, me and a friend are going to make you feel ALL better." She said with a gentle smile.

And speaking of her friend, X was on his way to greet her. "Alia! Is everything okay?!" He asked, concerned.

"I got him." Alia replied. "No time for talking at the moment. We need to get him healed up!" X looked at the child and frowned.

"Hey there." He greeted with a small smile. "Don't worry about us. We're all good guys here." Harry blinked and looked at him. Then he looked at Alia.

"Are...Are you robots...?" He asked. Alia giggled.

"Yes. We're robots." She replied.

"I...I've never seen a robot before..."

The two replpids blinked and gave each other confused expressions. "How…We'll talk after you feel better alright." Alia said with a small smile as the little boy nodded. The three walked into the medical center. It looked like any ordinary hospital room just with extra things to aid those who had lost and arm or leg while battling.

Alia laid the boy down on the bed, "X start gathering anything you think will help." She ordered.

X nodded as he went about the room gathering all the supplies needed, while Alia gently griped the boys oversized shirt. She paused however when the boy griped the shirt tightly. She frowned softly. "What's wrong buddy?"

"Cold…will be cold…without it…get hit…" he mumbled.

Her eyes narrowed slightly before they softened. "I need to see what's underneath it…to help you feel better." The boy was starting to shake. "Buddy look at me." She whispered. The boy looked up at her with scared eyes. "You have nothing to be scared off. We will not hurt you. I want to help you." She said soft but to the young boy it was all he could here.

The boy stared into her blue eyes and though he was scared he felt some kind of calmness when he gazed into her eyes, like she wouldn't hurt him or lead him astray…he wanted to trust her.

He gulped down his soft sob and with shaky hands and pulled the oversized shirt off his tinny frame.

Alia let out a gasp as her hands went up to cover her mouth her eyes growing wide with terror. X rushed over to see what caused her reaction only to freeze and stare with growing horror at the sight.

"Oh my God..." He said, putting a hand to his forehead. "I've...never seen anything that bad..."

Indeed, he had seen humans harmed before...But he was always fast enough to save them before they could be hurt like...like THIS.

Harry began to feel self conscious about his injuries. He looked down timidly. "I'm sorry...They make you sad..."

And then, Alia hugged him. No restraint, she just wrapped her arms around him and held him close.

"Who?" She asked. "Who's been doing this to you? I need to know...Please tell me..."

Harry hesitated. But then he decided, what harm could it do? It's not like his family was near...

"My aunt...and uncle...and cousin."

X's eyes had narrowed sharply at that while Alia's had widened in horror. "Oh god…" she whispered tightening her grip on the child. Harry looked up at the girl with wide eyes before he flinched at the cold look the man had reminded of his uncle.

"Sorry…you can hit…me now…" he mumbled.

X lost his fierce look and gained a pained expression instead. He walked up and messed with the boy's messy hair. Harry flinched at first before looking up at the two frowning faces of the robots. "Never ask us to do that." He said softly.

Harry gazed at the male robot in surprise before he felt something wet drip on his cheek. He blinked and when he felt it again he looked up to see the girl was…crying.

"We never will" Alia finished for him her grip tightening around the boy her expression that of sorrow. X frowned sadly at his friend. He has not seen her like this since the nightmare incident.

"Why…are you sad?" he asked her. "I deserve it…"

Alia shook her head and leaned down so their foreheads were touching. "No…you don't deserve ANY of that." She stressed.

"Yes I do!" Harry protested. "I'm a freak!"

"Kid…" Harry and Alia looked over at X who was frowning sadly at them. "I've seen many things that would classify as freakish. You however are not."

"Those that did this too you are the freaks…" Alia said sharply but regretted it when she saw the boy flinch. "Sorry." She whispered.

"The point is bud; you are not a freak…in fact I think you are a normal little boy who was given a bad hand in life." X explained.

Harry did not know what a hand had to do with anything and he expressed this with a tilted head, which caused the two maverick hunters to smile at the cute sight.

"What my friend is trying to say," Aida smiled at X who blushed and rubbed the back of his head, "Is that you are a perfectly normal child who has a hard life."

Harry thought about it for a moment before nodding. "But…what about the freaky stuff?" he asked them confused and slightly hopeful.

They raised a brow. "Freaky stuff?" X asked. "What's that? Explain?"

"I...I do freaky things. I mess up my uncle's stuff...I turned his tie orange...I teleported on top of a roof...I fixed a broken vase..."

"That's...a bit unusual, but do you wanna know something?" Alia said. "That sounds FAR from freaky. In fact, I'd say it sounds very, VERY useful." Harry blinked.

"Really? Useful?" He asked hopefully.

"If you can fix things that are broken, yeah." X agreed. "Heh...We could really use that kind of thing around this place."

"Do things break a lot?"

"More times that you can count."

lia rocked the little boy gently. "Yeah…what's the score up to now?" she asked X with a flat look.

X winced slightly as he looked down bashfully. "Uh…Axel in the lead with 45%, Zero in second with 32% and…myself with 23%..." he mumbled.

Alia raised a brow. "When did Zero pass you?"

"Axel messed with his shampoo."

Alia held back a small giggle at that. "Yup that will do it." She looked down at the small child and felt her cheeks grow warm. "Right, let's get you healed up…" she blinked to herself and shook her head. "With all the excitement it slipped my mind…buddy what's your name?"

Harry smiled at the two and held back a giggle at their antics. He looked up the robot girl and gave her a small cute smile. "Harry Potter." He said.

X smiled softly at the two. "Get him patched up. I'll meet up with you latter."

Harry smiled after the robot man. He was nice...Like he wished his uncle was. Alia smiled. "Let's get you patched up."

Harry smiled at the girl with a nod starting to think that maybe she was okay. She was, nice, pretty, gave him hugs and was a robot. And robots are cool.

X walked into a data room sat down in one of the chairs and started to type. He wanted to find the relatives of the child and…pay them a visit. "Harry Potter…let's see what we can find."

However, much to her surprise, there was...nothing. Not one single solitary detail about Harry Potter.

"How...? How can this be? We should have the name of everyone!" She exclaimed, eyes wide. "This is the strangest thing...Wait...What's the name of your aunt and uncle?"

"U-Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia..."

"Last name?"

"Um...D-Dursley..."

"Dursley…" she mumbled as she typed it in, the little boy in her lap who was wrapped in bandages and had on a small uniform that most of the humans wore around H.Q. Alia thought it was just down right adorable.

A single page came up. 'BINGO!' she clicked and saw that it was a single photo. "Let's see…huh?" she zoomed in on a portrait and when the child stiffened in her lap she knew these were them. 'So they are the ones I need to hunt…wait.' She shook her head. Those were maverick like thoughts, she can't harm humans…but why did she feel so compelled too?

Giving the photo a once over and grimaced. "Hun? Are you sure they weren't the freaks?" Harry looked up at her confused. "Well…I see a human walrus, horse and…beach ball."

Harry looked back at the photo and started to compare it to those animals and started to giggle uncontrollably. Alia smiled down at him. 'So cute!' She looked back up at the photo with a glare and scanned it for anything else before passing over the date…she took a double take.

October 31, 1983

She stared wide eyed at the date in shock. '1983…how…that's not…" she felt a tug on her arm and looked down to see the nervous child staring up at her. It was then it hit her. 'The disturbance was him…but how did this small little boy…travel through time?'

"Ms. Alia?" Harry asked nervously seeing her wide eyed reaction to something on the photo.

"Harry...Don't panic...But I think you time travelled." She said.