[A/N]: Hellooo! Another self-insert but this one is quite different from Purple Eyes of Gryffindor by a large margin. Different person, similiar personality and totally different storyline and pairings.
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, Uncharted or inFamous! Respectively, J.K Rowling, Naughty Dog and Sucker Punch own them. I also don't own anything else that is mentioned such as the opening song lyrics which belong to Five for Fighting (song: Superman).
Onto the Uncharted Storm!
I can't stand to fly
I'm not that naive
A HowYouRemindMe Production
I'm just out to find
The better part of me
A Harry Potter Fanfiction
I'm more than a bird,
I'm more than a plane
I'm more than some pretty face beside a train
It's not easy to be me
A HowYouRemindMe Self-Insert
I wish that I could cry
Fall upon my knees
Find a way to lie
'Bout a home I'll never see
Starring
It may sound absurd but don't be naïve
Even heroes have the right to bleed
James Wolfe
I may be disturbed but won't you concede
Even Heroes have the right to dream
Harry Potter
And it's not easy to be me
Ron Weasley
Up, up and away, away from me
Well, it's alright
Hermione Granger
You can all sleep sound tonight
I'm not crazy or anything
Luna Lovegood
I can't stand to fly
I'm not that naïve
Nymphadora Tonks
Men weren't meant to ride
With clouds between their knees
Sirius Black
&
Remus Lupin
I'm only a man in a silly red sheet
Digging for kryptonite on this one way street
Only a man in a funny red sheet
in
Looking for special things inside of me
Inside of me, inside of me
Harry Potter
I'm only a man in a funny red sheet
And
I'm only a man looking for a dream
The Uncharted Storm
I'm only a man in a funny red sheet
It's not easy.
It's not easy..to be me.
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Prologue: Dying and the Next Great Adventure...
Ever had that cold feeling that you know you're about to die? That instinct to try and stave off the inevitable for a little while longer? I didn't have that instinct and I knew I was dying. Pierced, bleeding out and my last sight would be a dark sky, rain and lightning. I had a comfortable life, I was happy with it but didn't want it to end so soon but if I'm to die, I can safely say I died comfortably..well, not comfortably given my current situation but with the knowledge I died living my life well enough. Sure, it didn't start out like that but it got better and as a wise man once said; Death is but the next great adventure. Let me tell you how this came about and who I am.
My name is James Wolfe but most just call me Wolfe. I am 19 years old with wild black hair that seems to shimmer blue in the right lighting, with silver tips and two grey eyes hidden behind stylish yet practical reading glasses and I have enlarged canine teeth making me seem like a vampire sometimes, they do seem to get a bit larger when I'm angry however but that might just be my imagination.
Due to spending my free time doing things like parkour, rock climbing and alot of outdoor explorations. I'm from a family of 'treasure hunters'and explorers so I'm well built but not overly muscled to look like a big brick house. I've got an unusual ability to use my parkour skills to traverse just about anything I come across. It's served handy quite a few times in my life, and probably will continue to.
I come from England though I've got a slight blend of South American and North American accent (which can be mistaken for Spanish in certain circumstances) because I spent some time travelling across America. Enough about me, I'll tell you what I'm doing at moment.
At the moment I'm sitting on a hospital roof. NO! Not like that! I'm not suicidal, you twits! Just sitting on the roof with my iPod and earphones listening to music, rereading Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban (I'd only just got to the part when Harry has arrived in Diagon Alley after meeting Fudge) and occasionally watching the clouds in the sky.
I sat like this for a few hours until I noticed it getting darker and checked the time which showed to be 4pm so it shouldn't be going this dark so early, it's not even winter.
Frowning at the sky, I muttered that the weather forecast mentioned nothing of any storms or anything that could cause dark clouds to form. I checked the time again before looking up at the darkening sky and the instincts that I earned, honed and had perfected by years of exploring ancient dangerous ruins, tombs and temples were telling me something weird was going on. I raised an eyebrow, turning my iPod off to hear the sounds of thunder and lightning before standing up and walking to the center of the hospital roof before a sudden white bolt of lightning crashed to the side of me, barely damaging the roof but startling the hell out of me.
I looked up again and there was lightning rampaging across the clouds and another lightning strike slammed behind me, I was wary of getting struck by one of those nasty pieces of work. Thunder rumbled but it didn't quite sound like normal thunder. It sounded as if it was playing a dramatic suspense piece for a movie, not what I wanted to hear because it just makes me more paranoid that something is about to happen.
Steeling my nerves and will, I looked up to the storm then across the hospital roof to the adjacent parking garage, it was a bit of a distance to jump normally but with a running start from where I am, however crazy might just work.
Rain began to pour, staining my face, glasses and clothing. It felt a bit heavy compared to what rain usually feels like. I shrugged off the notion, thinking I was going a bit insane. Like I wasn't already, truthfully? Heh.
I put my iPod in my backpack that was strapped across my back, along with my earphones and glasses. Wouldn't do to have them fall off (found out it isn't good from experience, was younger and more stupid then!) and retrieving fingerless black gloves designed with the particular use of parkour and outdoors in mind. I closed my eyes after securing my pack across my back again, feeling the surroundings with my senses; rain on my face, the wind at my back and the sounds of thunder and lightning raging overhead.
With the unreal timing, I opened them right as a lightning bolt struck beside me, splintering a bit of the roof into pieces and like a twisted signal I shot off, running with a fast pace as the weird lightning began to slam into the ground around me as I ran, the adrenaline pumping in my system and as I reached the edge of the ledge of the hospital roof, I leaped and I felt the take off waver a little as lightning slammed into the ledge behind me, crumbling into debris as I was in the air, my body bracing impact as I slammed into the parking garage's wall and roof, my gloved hands gripping onto the edge before I let out a small breath of relief and pulled myself up and stood up, just barely another avoiding lightning strike before some stroke of shitty luck, a lightning strike struck me in the chest, I saw the damn thing curve, like it was being manipulated and I was thrown into the air and right off the garage roof, twisting in midair with the force of the impact.
My first thought was 'FUCK! That hurts!' followed shortly by 'What went wrong?' before gravity took hold and I began to fall towards the concrete pavement below, I could see people going about their lives as easily as could be. Oddly enough, they looked dry and not seeing the dark clouds and the storm.
I began to wonder if it's just me or I'm hallucinating..again. (That was one time, I swear!) I felt the bone shattering impact and followed by the screams of people, panic attacks and more screaming. I had a hole in my chest and what felt like lightning in my body, blood leaking out from my clothing, staining the street and fallen rain crimson red.
I rolled over with what little strength I had and looked up at the sky, and that's how I ended up here. Ever had that cold feeling that you know you're about to die? That instinct to try and stave off the inevitable for a little while longer? I didn't have that instinct and I knew I was dying. Pierced, bleeding out and my last sight would be a dark sky, rain and lightning.
That's how I ended up here, almost dead. My final thought was 'I am about to die.' when my vision was encompassed by another lightning strike but it was dual toned, blue and red. Weird right? I just fucking knew this was no normal storm but I'm dying, so really? Does it concern me now? No, it doesn't so with the closing of my eyes I felt it strike directly in the hole in my chest, sending pain and an unadulterated scream of pain ripped from throat before my vision blurred then blacked out and I knew no more.
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[A/N]: And that's the prologue! Hope you liked it, the Chapter One: Crossroads and Rough Landings will be up later today/tomorrow (or whenever I can get around to actually posting up!) so look forward to that.
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