Disclaimer: I do NOT own any of the characters aside from the OC's (if there are any).

I just watched Breaking Dawn Part 2 today and I have to say that it was the best movie out of the whole Twilight Saga. Completely awesome! Please, I encourage people to watch this epic final part of the Saga, for it will be something that cannot be missed! Well, anyway, I have a new story for all of you. Breaking Dawn Part 2 has inspired me to create this story.


Magic and Unbreakable Bonds

Warning: Obviously AU. Powerful!Immortal!Harry. Who do you think Harry should be paired with? Or should he paired with anyone at all?

Summary: Since the beginning of Life, he had always been moving, searching and learning. He was the perfect predator and ultimate ally. Life, Gaia and Magic were his family. He was the only one of his kind, and the most powerful amongst the other species. From his times of chilhood, to the ages of passing generations, he has gained many allies all over the world. All of which were different species, from Humans, Centaurs, Goblins, Vampires and Werewolves.

He has travelled all over Gaia and when he did, he was always alone. His only company was the whispers of Life, Gaia and Magic, which was enough for him. And each time he travelled, he went by a different name, never revealing his true name as he was told by Gaia herself.

When he is called upon an old friend asking for his help, he must come forward and fight for a child that Gaia has deemed innocent and good. But it wasn't just about a child, it was about the safety of his allies and promised protection that he gave. So, it was his duty to come forth and fight for his friends... and a child he felt connected to.


Prologue

In the beginning, Life created Gaia, who gave birth to creatures both great and small. Each had their own soul, growing and developing into their own beings. Gaia also gave birth to plants, from the mightiest trees, to the smallest blades of grass. Flowers bloomed and mountains rose. Seasons began and ended, changing and moving. Bringing it new life, while taking old souls away. Life even created a species that would grow and branch throughout Gaia's world, and gladly named them Humans.

Gaia had also come to discover that she was not the only deity of this world of hers. She was shared with another, and called upon it to ask its name.

Magic.

Gaia had to wonder why Life had brought another force that surrounded her world and was merely answered with that Gaia may have been powerful, but ever she needed protection.

As the centuries turned into millenium, Life wanted Gaia and Magic to create one last creature. However, this one would be the only one of its kind, but similar to a species that Gaia had previously created beforehand. Magic had agreed, and with the help and support of Life herself, they began.

It had taken a good thirty years for Gaia to finally give birth to this one small being.

Physical appearance of a Human, but held ethreal beauty beyond any other. A strong, unbreakable frame that was concealed in a small slender lithe form. Judging by the physical traits the creature shared with that of a Human, it would become a Man when of age. Hair of the darkest midnight sky that glimmered like stars when in the sun. Pale skin like ivory and stronger than diamonds. Deep red lips that were full and perfet. He was a scupltor beauty that rivaled that of Gods. But there was one feature that stood out and would lure in anyone that were caught by his gaze; his eyes.

The finest of emeralds that gleamed with power and knowledge. His eyes greener than the moss on the trees in the cold and wet whether, they were the eyes of a perfect spring. Beauty defined him and would always be remembered should anyone catch a glimpse of those eyes that could bring anyone to their knees.

Magic had come to love the child and gave her gift to him. The first Child of Magic.

It was now the start of something that Gaia and Magic would never regret.


High above the clouds, away from the prying eyes of creatures and humans below, a black blur streaked across the blue skies, through the white mists and over the high mountain peaks. Unusual to those should they see it, but not to the person who was flying at the speed of light. It wasn't long after before the black figure disappeared, the sound of a loud cracking whip being the only sound to ever be evidence of what had just occured.

Black boot covered feet made footsteps that could be heard on hard gravel as they made their way over down a dark narrow path, leading to surrounding forest. And once at the edge of the forest line, a cloaked figure stopped and waited for a moment, only to hear the sound of loud wind rushing past him, leaving a lingering sweet scent.

Suddenly, a dark figure towered over the smaller cloaked being, a hand reaching out behind him. Yet, the cloaked figure remained ignorant of the figure behind them. A sinister smirk played on dark red lips, revealing shard white teeth that gleamed in the moon light. "Well, looks like I found a mysterious looking desert." His voice was dark and raspy, something that would make a wise person shiver and know that the end would come. However that didn't seem to the case for this cloaked being, as he merely stood still, as if waiting for something. "Hm, not much of a talker, huh. Well, let me fix that. I would love to hear you-" He was sudden cut off when he felt something pierce through him. Looking down with wide red eyes, he saw a large black mass through his middle, like a black pillar. He shook with fear as he felt something cold embrace him. Looking up, he saw the cloaked figure facing him; watching him. Before he lost sight of what was real or not, the last thing his mind could comprehend were the brilliant and most striking emerald green eyes he had ever seen. They glowed in the night and seemed to scream the one thing the man thought never would be able to get him.

Death.

And with that, the man felt his limbs being pulled apart as his eyes were caught in the colour of those beautiful green orbs. He was soon met with the burning force of a green fire that burned him to ashes.

He knew no more.

The cloaked figure remained to watch the fire burn the man who was foolish enough to approach him and even consider him a meal for his kind. A small smile twitch at the corner of red lips that were seen under the hood of the black cloak. "It is not that I am much of a talker, it is just that I cannot be bothered with speaking to someone as pathetic as you." His voice was hard and toneless, not revealing any feeling other than cold indifference.

Had anyone been witness to what they just saw, they would have also moticed the while the cloaked figure stood still, the shadows and darkness around them were moving.

He turned a walked away from the little fire, letting the wind guide him. He heard whispers of gratitude and happiness caressing in his ear. He smiled gently at all the voices, happy to do a good deed. "I wish you all a peaceful sleep and eternal rest." But it wasn't just the dead who had come to show him gratitude, it was also the living. Sometimes he would help those in desperate need and heal them of their pains and sins should they have any.


Well, what do you think? Does it have potential? Let me know!

-lostfeather1;)