Okay, this idea won't leave me alone. I figure I might as well type it up. If you're reading this then it passes muster, and I'm sorry for those that are waiting for my other stories. For the record my muses are either rejecting me for the others, or have yet to be found.
Muses that have rejected me:
Shuuden Chronicles
Megaman: BiA
Star Force Reborn
The White Devil
Naruto meets the Dragons
The others have yet to be found. For that I apologize.
But for now, I'll be working on this one.
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Harry Potter and the Royal Demons
Chapter 1
Four years. A woman mused. This woman looked downtrodden, though you wouldn't tell by looking at her posture.
This woman had a pale complexion, and heavy amounts of make-up on. Her eyes, however, flickered between a Deep crimson and an Emerald Green. She wore Dark Purple robes, and her hair was tied up in a bun with needles. Her robes, though Ornate, seemed to billow in the wind., even though the wind did not blow. In front of her was a pedestal with a water filled bowl. Inside the bowl, however wasn't normal water.
No, this was a scrying bowl, one she was using to watch over a five year old child. As she watched she couldn't help but feel sad. It's been fours years since I was supposed to have been killed. Four years... and I can do nothing but watch as you suffer. The woman sniffled.
Ignoring the woman for a moment the area around her looked more like a dank, dark sewer system, but more cave like. The designs were mostly spartan in appearance. Swords, shields, staves, weapons of many kinds littered the walls.
One, however, didn't look like it belonged. It was a small stick, no more than 10 inches, and made of wood. However, the stick seemed to be leaking energy. The energy itself seemed to reflect the sadness of the woman.
The one door was locked, though she seemed to not notice.
Back to the woman, she rubbed her eyes to rid herself of the tears. I'm sorry... my son. If only I could grab you from her...
The image vanished, and the liquid turned into normal water. She walked to the door, before looking at the stick on the wall. I only hope we can gain our freedom before its too late.
Meanwhile, the boy was wishing that someone would take him from the people that were taking care of him.
It was only a couple of days later, that something strange happened. Next to her, there were six beings that seemed like a bunch of scary men.
One looked like an Adult with Blonde hair, blue eyes, and 10 wings wings, 5 white, 5 black. He was known as Lucemon Chaos Mode.
Another, she noted, looked like the stereotypical Biker gang member, but with 3 eyes. On his back, and on his leg were a couple of Berenjena, or double-barreled sawed off Shotguns. He was called Beelzemon.
Another, she simply ignored, as the closest thing to its form was a pig. Though, that may be because she had turned him into one two days ago, and had yet to revert him back. She referred to him as Barbamon.
To her right, there was a small sheep-like creature with an alarm clock hanging from its neck on a golden chain. This, she knew as Belphemon.. He was currently asleep, so if this came to blows, he would be killed quickly.
After that, was another one, but this one was covered in a Cloak. All you could see was his eyes, which were red. Daemon. She mused.
She never did like him. The only one to her right, though, was the only one of the group she respected. Leviamon.
He looked far more serpentine than human, for some reason, but the two got along well.
However, approaching the group was a group of 13, known best as the Royal Knights.
However, at the front was not their leader, Alphamon.
No, for some reason, which she could easily guess, the one known as Gallantmon was in front. The strange part of this approach, however, was not just that Gallantmon led the other Knights this time.
No, it was the fact that he didn't have his lance or Shield out, and walked forward, completely relaxed. If nothing else, this confused her. While her group was on guard, ready for any kind of attack, she walked forward a bit more than necessary, and she met up with Gallantmon, who had separated from his group. As she did, she recalled every fight she had with him since she had become Lilithmon. She had had the chance to kill him five times, but she couldn't finish him off.
Looking back, she also realized he seemed to have the same problem. Three times, he could have killed her, but he didn't.
His group 50 Meters behind him, while hers was 50 meters behind her. "Why are you here, Gallantmon, as I assume this isn't for a fight?"
"You assume correctly, Lilithmon. We come under a banner of temporary truce. Alphamon has agreed to not attack, and shall hold the others back, unless your companions do not try to strike."
"And for what reason do you have to come under truce?" Lilithmon questioned. She didn't see where this was going.
"It is about the fights between you and me. Let your companions know that this is not an attack, and it shall stay that way unless they strike first." Gallantmon answered. "I, however, wish to speak with you on the fights we have had. There are some concerns we have, and I am sure you have some as well."
"I see." Lilithmon walked back to the others in her group, as Gallantmon watched her carefully. He watched as she spoke to the others, who stood ready to strike, but she held up a hand, almost of if she grabbed something in her sleeve. They all flinched back when she did, however, and Gallantmon noted the fear in their eyes and posture. After a few more words from her, they nodded, and stood back.
She walked back to Gallantmon, and waved her hand, causing a table, and two chairs to appear. "They shall not attack just yet. One movement from the Knights behind you, and they will strike." She sat down in one of the chairs as she said this. "Have a seat, Gallantmon. This may take a while, I fear."
Gallantmon did just that, and he felt a barrier appear around him. He also noted that it wasn't dangerous, so he settled for looking at her. "So, I believe you have noticed that, although we both could have killed the other multiple times, we cannot. Unless I'm mistaken, this is where one of your concerns lie." Lilithmon started.
Gallantmon nodded. "It is one of them, yes. More on the why, then the fact that something always stops me. I assume the same is true of you?"
Lilithmon nodded in agreement. "This is both concerning, and slightly relieving I admit."
"Relieving?" Gallantmon questioned. "How so?"
"You want to know why I can't kill you, and I want to know why the reverse is true. We have no problems killing the others in the groups, hell I want to kill Barbamon and Daemon half the time." She admitted. "But the reason I am relieved is because, as you probably have noticed, I am able to take on five of your Knights alone, but you and I are roughly equal in skill; and experience. I also have... someone to find. Someone I wish to help. The fact that the only one that can seem to match me can't kill me, is in fact relieving."
Gallantmon raised an unseen eyebrow. "And you expect them to take your appearance well?"
Lilithmon shook her head. "I do not, in fact. He believes me to be dead. Because of the fighting between the Demon Lords and the Royal Knights, I have been unable to find a way to him. The most I can do, so long as the threat of a fight exists, is watch as he suffers a fate worse than death. One thing he wishes, is that some other family member would claim him, and take him from his personal hell. To have a family that actually cares for his existence."
"I see." Gallantmon mused and thought to himself. "What I do not see, however, is why you care for this one? Your sigil is that of Lust, not Love. What do you stand to gain from the boy?"
"What mother wouldn't care for her son?" Lilithmon questioned, her voice cold as steel, yet sharp as a blade.
"Son?" Gallantmon questioned. "Digimon don't have children... At least not normal Digimon." Gallantmon whispered. "You were human once, weren't you?"
Lilithmon turned a glare at him, which he felt was familiar, but couldn't place it. "I was, and still am."
Gallantmon hummed, and crossed his armored arms. "This... is starting to make sense." He looked her in the eyes. "Are any of the others in your group aware of this fact?"
"They are the reason I'm even here right now. If not for them, I'd have died long ago. It has been 4,000 years here, but only four for my son. He turned five a few days ago in the human world." Lilithmon explained. "However, the fact you guessed that I was a human in form beforehand, leads me to believe you were once, as well."
Gallantmon sighed. "I was. However, I do not believe that has any bearing on our meeting."
"It might." Lilithmon started.
Meanwhile, the Royal Knights were watching with anticipation. One of them, which was a Blue Dragon in blue full platemail armor, walked up to another, with Silver armor. The first was UlForceVeedramon, while the second was Alphamon. "Alphamon, why are we indulging Gallantmon in a peace talk? We cannot trust their words."
"Gallantmon has questions that we all need answered." Alphamon, the one in silver armor, answered. "I, too, am concerned as to why. More on how I had never noticed."
"Alphamon?" One in Golden armor questioned.
"Magnamon,.Gallantmon has lived for all these years for a reason. Lilithmon can't seem to kill him. He also can't seem to kill her. However, the rest of us can't match her together, while the rest of the Demon Lords can't match him. This leads them to a permanent stalemate. He is not only concerned, but confused as well. He believes she knows why."
"And if she doesn't?" Another one, who had two different arms, questioned.
"Omnimon, he said, and I quote, "If she doesn't know, then I believe she and I could at least work it out." It confuses me as to why he thinks that. I allow this, because I am just as curious as he is on the matter." Alphamon answered.
Back at the table, Lilithmon and Gallantmon were coming to a head with their stories.
"-and that is my Human life, in a nutshell." Gallantmon finished. "Now, what of yours?"
Lilithmon was silent for a moment. When she spoke, she stared into Gallantmon's eyes. "Is it true?" Gallantmon blinked. "Did you really die in Godric's Hollow, on October 31, 1981, defending your son from Voldemort?"
His eyes narrowed. "I never gave the psychopath's name."
"You didn't have to. Voldemort killed me too. Right after he killed my husband." Lilithmon explained. "Your Human name... was it James Charlus Potter?"
Gallantmon gave a stiff nod. She sighed, and made a bottle appear in front of her, before downing it. Gallantmon, however recognized it. "Firewhiskey?" He whispered in confusion.
"Well, that explains a lot more than I expected, James." She said, no trace of venom in her voice. "It's just too bad our little boy is suffering at the hands of my sister Petunia."
This had his eyes widen. "No... You couldn't be..."
"I can, James. Or should I say Prongs?" Lilithmon questioned with a smirk on her face.
Alphamon saw the smirk and tensed up.
Lucemon saw the tense, and readied himself for a fight.
"Lilian Rose Potter? My wife?" Gallantmon whispered, earning a nod. They both got up, and, surprising both sides, they hugged each other. "I don't believe it."
"I couldn't either, James." She admitted. They pulled back, and stared at each other. "It also explains why neither of us can kill the other."
"Soul mates to the end." Gallantmon continued. "It makes sense, you know?"
Lilithmon nodded, and stifled a giggle. "Can you use your Human form now?"
"It's just like my Animagus form. Of course I can. In fact, I can use both." Gallantmon retorted. "And you?"
"Both, as well." She admitted, before shifting her form that of when she had died. Her red hair, human face, everything about her screamed normal, except the power she radiated was more potent.
This surprised the Demon Lords behind her, who dropped any pretense of an attack.
Gallantmon responded in kind by reverted to his human form, James Potter. His messy black hair, angled chin, and brown eyes. They both wore robes, though neither of them had any differences, aside from the scarf they wore. Black robes, Gray suit underneath, him trousers, her a skirt, but the scarves had different coloring. His was a Gold and Red alternating color. Hers was Blue and grey.
He was a Gryffindor.
She was a Ravenclaw.
Only Alphamon and Magnamon had seen him transform into this form, so the surprise on the others was understandable.
Then again, the initial surprise of the form was nothing compared to the surprise of both of them kissing each other with a passion that even Alphamon was surprised at.
The kiss lasted for almost 2 minutes, before they pulled apart. "If I had any doubts left, James, that got rid of them."
"Same here, Lily" James replied, in a soft voice.
"We need to end this fighting. End it, and get our son."
"Did you find out what happened?" James asked, before making a bench appear, and sitting on it.
"Dumbledore sealed our wills with his power as Chief Warlock. Sirius is in Azkaban. Peter is hiding with the Weasleys. At the very least, Dumbledore put wards around Petunia's house. After seeing everything, I don't like what's happened. The Wards won't protect Harry from Petunia and her family."
"Didn't we decide that if he was ever sent there, the one who made the decision would have to pay him one million Galleons?" James questioned.
"That's right, and Dumbledore is the one who made it." Lily bit back a hiss. "We have to bring him here. Or at the very least-"
"Get him away from them." James finished for her. "I figure the only reason you haven't gone after him is because of the fights between the two factions, am I right?"
She nodded. "Yeah..."
"I think we should bring him here." James stated. "I'll talk it over with Alphamon. We need to get him away from that bitch." He hissed.
"And what about the fighting?" Lily questioned.
"Any Knights try anything I'll beat them up." James stated.
"Any of the guys try to strike, they know I'll skin them. Barbamon's currently a pig, because he pissed me off. It's almost exactly like Human Transfiguration, in fact. I even have my wand." She pulled it out of her sleeve.
"So long as you don't hex me, I really don't care. They ruin this, we kick their asses. Deal?" James offered.
"Deal. But first, we have to convince the fighting to stop. Second, we have to get our son back." Lily stated.
"We could use Harry in the agreement." James said, holding his hands up. "Hear me out, Lils." He continued, noting her angry posture at the suggestion. "In the Royal Knights, only Examon was never partnered with a Human Child. They all know of Child Abuse. If I'm right on what you said about Harry, and Petunia and Vernon are abusing him, they'll agree to, and this is just an idea, kidnap him from those idiots, and maybe drop a couple of pounds out of their flesh. I know I'd carve out more than a few pounds myself."
Lily blinked, and thought for a moment. "James... The others know that Harry is the only reason I keep fighting. They also know that, should I get him under my care, if they try to turn him into a weapon, I'd skin them, and paint the house I build with their bodies with their very blood." She ended with a snarl.
"And that's the Lily I know and love." James smiled. "So, do you think we can deal some damage to their house, and get him out of there?"
"We can likely come to an agreement, and agree to stop fighting, so long as neither side turns him into a weapon against the other, but there is one more problem."
James blinked. "Problem?"
"Voldemort is still alive." Lily said, entirely serious. His face went serious at that. "So, it's not Harry?"
She shook her head. "I think it really is Harry." He shook his head. "I'm serious. I didn't see it at first, but Harry has a scar. It's a rune I placed on him while you were facing the snake. But, when I look at it, it's not only weakened, but the rune is holding back some kind of soul fragment."
Meanwhile, Lucemon walked up to Alphamon, recognizing the leader for what he was, and stood next to him, ignoring the other Knights. "Any chance we can agree to a full alliance between our factions?" Lucemon stated, watching the two Human turned Digimon converse on the bench.
"And why is that?" Alphamon stated, glancing at Lucemon.
"Lilithmon doesn't take that form unless she's pissed, or fully trusts, or at the very least respects the person involved. The kiss, however, was... different from usual." Lucemon admitted. "That dimmed out her Allure, in fact."
"Do you know why he is so accepting of her human form?" Alphamon questioned.
"No. I do not."
"I know." Leviamon spoke with it's low Tenor voice. All others, Demon Lord and Royal Knights stared at Leviamon, as the serpent watched the two interact. "The moment he shifted, I figured it out. I'm surprised, in fact. He holds every feature correct, even the Aura she described. That right there is James Charlus Potter, her husband."
Magnamon stared at Leviamon. "Lilithmon is Lily Rose Potter?" Leviamon grunted an agreement. "That explains a lot." He groused.
"Enough Magnamon." Alphamon started. "Why do you even suggest an alliance, Lucemon? You wouldn't do this without a reason."
"Lilithmon is really only after getting to her son." Lucemon turned to Leviamon. "You know more on the situation than the rest of us."
"Her son is being physically, emotionally, and verbally abused by his Aunt and Uncle. Has been for four years in the Human World." Leviamon explained.
The statement had all of the Royal Knights bristle in anger. "Abuse...?" Alphamon started.
"I will explain no further without permission from Lily." Leviamon countered.
"Permission to tear their heads off?" Magnamon questioned, putting all but Leviamon and Alphamon on guard.
"Not yet." Alphamon stated. "See what those two come up with, first. If they wish it, then I'll grant it. Otherwise, the answer is no."
"If they want them dead, I get the mother. I'll leave Magnamon the father." Leviamon stated.
Alphamon glanced at Leviamon. "If it comes to that, then I will allow it. We do not condone Child Abuse, in any form."
Leviamon glanced at Alphamon. "So, would you agree to the alliance if it meant having to get rid of two humans?"
"I would leave the decision to Gallantmon. The kid is their son. The decision falls to them."
"Lily wants them dead after his fourth birthday." Leviamon stated. "It practically tears her apart watching them hurt him and not being able to do anything about it."
"With an alliance between our factions, then there would be no fighting." Alphamon stated.
"And that would allow her to go there, and get her son away from those idiots. And maybe take a few pounds out of their flesh, while she's at it."
"Me, Gallantmon and Lilithmon." Magnamon said. "We go in, get the kid, and kill the Aunt and Uncle."
"That still leaves the fate of the boy." Omnimon pointed out.
"He will be raised by both factions, as the reason for our merge." Alphamon and Lucemon stated simultaneously, before looking at each other.
"Of course, this is only if that really is James Potter, but if it is, then we'll back you guys up." Leviamon pointed out.
All present nodded, even Examon.
After about 20 minutes, Lily and James got up and walked to the others. "I'm surprised you're not fighting amongst yourselves." Lily pointed out.
"Is that really James, Lily?"
"It is, Leviamon." Lily replied.
"Do you want Petunia and Vernon dead?" The serpent asked, causing James and Lily to blink, before both nodded. Leviamon turned to Magnamon. "Bring me Petunia, and you get Vernon. They get their son out of there."
Magnamon nodded. "Agreed."
Lily raised an eyebrow at Lucemon. "You've been working on an alliance already, haven't you?"
"He is your husband, is he not?" Lucemon questioned, earning a nod. "My sin is Pride. I am capable of Love, in case you haven't noticed. Both factions watch over the kid."
"The Aunt and Uncle of your son shall be terminated." Alphamon stated.
Lily raised an eyebrow at Leviamon. "You told them he was abused already?"
"I did."
"Saves us the trouble then." James admitted. "We both want Harry out of the home he was placed in. Are you in?"
All others present nodded. Lily smirked. "Good. Otherwise, I'd have to hex you all into oblivion."
"And I'd help." James continued.
All present shivered. "Alright, let's get our son back."
"Right."
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