Kamen Rider Kiva: Wizard of Destiny
Summary: Halloween 1981 James and Lily Potter died at the hands of Lord Voldemort. But death is only the beginning when you are more then human. And sometimes monsters are more human then actual humans.
Ch. 1: Symphony of Rising
November 5th 1981
Godric's Hollow Cemetery
The graveyard of Godric's Hallow was cold and still, the chill of winter hung in the air and snow would come by morning. The only sign of life came in the form of three people standing before two fresh graves. The first was a woman dressed in a black body suit and a long black coat with long dark hair and small black glasses. In her hand was old leather book on it was a symbol that looked like a blood red bat shaped royal crest. On her other hand was a tattoo of a black Bishop Chess piece wrapped in thorns with a matching symbol on the back of her jacket.
The second was a rough looking man dressed in a tuxedo with the bowtie undone and top collar unbuttoned. His hair was short and rather spiky and his dark eyes held a fire of ferocity.
The last was a young girl about thirteen dressed in a Japanese school girl's uniform. She had a carefree and playful look about her as she twirled her hair around her finger casually and chewed a stick of gum.
"Rook's running late, if he and Ricky don't get here soon we will have to improvise" said the woman as she tapped her foot impatiently.
"Relax Bishop-sempai. It is not an easy thing to sneak in and out of Azkaban unnoticed while lugging a pair of unconscious prisoners" said the girl brightly.
"Did you make sure to tell them that they are to take prisoners that are scheduled to be kissed?" asked the man, his voice sounding like sandpaper.
"Yes Jiro, Ricky is not stupid enough to take a lifer that will be noticed" answered the now annoyed girl.
"Quite down Rosy and chew your gum" commanded the woman as she noted a bank of fog roll in. As if by magic two figures appeared from the mist. The first was a tall muscular man in black jeans, a muscle shirt, and a black leather jacket. Stitched on the back of the jacket was a Rook Chess piece. His shoulder length black hair was shaggy. Next to him was an even taller and more muscular man that was dressed in a crisp butler's uniform and white gloves. His hair was slicked back and over each shoulder, tied up, was a witch and wizard in black robes and white skull like masks. The right arm of each robe was torn off revealing a burned mark on each forearm, a skull with a snake slithering out of its mouth. "About time, any later and we would have to make due with any person of convenience" said Bishop coldly.
The second man just huffed as he dumped the two prisoners on the ground causing them to groan and stir. The first just took out a cigar and chomped off the end before lighting it. "Took longer then we thought to get the Dementors out of the way, damn parasites were bloody nuisances" he said in a gruff tone rather like an old mountain lion.
"So who did you two end up getting Rook? Someone particularly dark I hope?" asked Rosy eagerly as her eyes lit up with curiosity.
"That doesn't matter, so long as if satisfies the Lord and Lady's hunger" said a cool cultured voice. The group turned to see a red and black living mechanical bat with yellow eyes fly into the grave yard followed closely by a smaller black and gold bat with red eyes.
"Yes Lord Kivat" said Bishop and Rook humbly.
"So who did you end up getting?" asked Jiro purposefully ignoring Kivat and moving towards the two bundles. The first was a man was rather burly and strong looking, "Thorfinn Rowle, rather hardcore not surprised he was scheduled to be kissed."
"His family was in the process of appealing the order and to have it commuted to life imprisonment. Decision is still pending so we just had the guards believe that he and his little friend here tried to escape and the Dementors had no choice" said Rook with a cruel smirk.
"And nice choice for the girl, Morganna Dawlish, brother's that up and coming golden boy in the Auror's Office. Heard he disowned her as soon as she was spotted setting fire to that muggle farm near Glasgow" said Rosy with a savage smirk.
"QUIET! It's time" said Bishop as she and Rook placed the two offerings before the new graves then took a knee with the others following suit forming a row behind them. In the sky above the clouds parted revealing a blood red crescent moon. As the red light shown on the graves they began to stir and with out warning a great crack broke the silence awakening the two Death Eaters. They barely had time to register what happened when a single hand erupted from each grave. They were shaped like a human's but was colored like stained glass. In an instant two pairs of ethereal fangs formed above the graves and struck impaling each Death Eater on the neck. Slowly the color drained from them leaving clear husks in their place. Once all the color was gone the bodies fell over and shattered like glass.
With that done the rainbow of colors vanished from the hands revealing two marks. One a King Chess piece with the symbol from Bishop's book in the background, the other a Queen Chess piece with a rose behind it; without a word Bishop and Rook rushed over and helped the bodies attached to the hands out of the ground the dirt falling away like water.
The first was a woman with long red hair clothed in her finest black dress robe. Her skin was as pale as cream, a stark contrast to her vibrant green eyes that were alight with knowledge and curiosity. She caressed her skin lovingly as if she had not touched it in ages.
The second was a man with untamable black hair and glasses. He had rugged handsomeness about him like one who was familiar with getting down and dirty with either adventuring or a day's labor. He watched as he clenched and unclenched his hand. "So long have I slept, I have forgotten what it was like to feel as such" said the woman, her voice sounding like music.
"That upstart shall pay for his transgressions" muttered the man coldly. As he said this the stained glass marking appeared again on his face looking like tribal war paint.
"Be at ease King-sama. Voldemort is gone; your son ended him the night you died" said Bishop soothingly.
The pair quickly looked up at the group. "Harry, where is he? Where is my SON?!" cried the woman.
"Dumbledore's agents got to him and placed him with your "sister's" family before we could move in. Gomen nasai Queen-sama" said Rook as he bowed deeply.
The one called Queen looked astonished but her mind quickly gave her the reason behind that action with her mind still high on the recent feeding she had undergone. If one watched her face it shifted from horrified anger, to realization, and finally to joyful glee in the space it would take to blink. "Of course, that blessed old fool" she said as she laughed lightly. "The blood magic, he would think that would work but he is still so young."
"My love, if you could enlighten me as to why we are not storming off to your sister's, and I use that term loosely, to reclaim our son?" asked King thoroughly confused.
"I died protecting Harry that act in of itself is a form of deep magic that not even the likes of Dumbledore or Voldemort can overcome easily. That dear old fool will assume that by placing Harry with a blood relative of mine, he will remain protected for as long as he can call my sisters house home. The problem is that it only works so long as there is true heartfelt love for the person you are protecting. Harry will be no safer at Petunia's then he would at anyone else's" she said coolly.
"That will need to be remedied. Bishop, Rook; return to Castle Doran and have it prepared for out arrival and make sure a suitable nursery is made ready for the Prince," said King coldly.
"By your will my lord," said Bishop with that they vanished into the fog leaving them alone with the three servants.
"You can stand now, they're gone" said King once he was sure Bishop and Rook were out of sight. They were loyal, trustworthy comrades and subordinates but could be such sticks in the mud when it came to protocol.
"Good my knees were getting numb" said Jiro.
"My skirt got dirty" pouted Rosy as she struggled to dust it off. Ricky said nothing except to audibly crack his neck.
"What is the status of the Wizarding World?" asked King.
"Pettigrew betrayed you and blamed it on Sirius. He was sentenced to life in Azkaban, we wanted to get him out but it would cause too much of a stir and attract too much attention. I was able to sneak into his cell and place a series of dampening wards to hold off the worst of the Dementors' powers but until he finds a focus he will be weak for sometime and we can't risk a break out until we are sure he is strong enough to make the journey" said Jiro, a slight trace of sadness leaking into his voice.
"Many of the suspected Death Eaters are circling the wagons attempting to save themselves. And Bartimus Crouch sentenced his son to life in Azkaban on suspicion of being a Death Eater" reported Ricky in his cold monotone.
"And Bellatrix Lestrange drove the Longbottoms insane by subjecting them constantly to the Cruciatus curse" added Rosy dully.
"Damn!" muttered King at hearing this. Bellatrix could rot for all he cared but the situation with Sirius was leaving him seething as his beloved wife placed a hand on his shoulder to calm him.
"Breath James, there is nothing we can do for now. Sirius is strong; if anyone can find a way out of Azkaban it is him."
The man once known as James Potter just smiled weakly. "I'm sorry Lily, but he was my best mate. I would have given up BOTH my lives for him and he would give his for me, not that I would ever let him. But as always you are right, if anyone can find away off that God-forsaken rock of a prison its Padfoot. And now is not the time for sentimentality, my throne has stood empty for too long. It is time to correct that error. But first, KIVAT!" called the ruler of all Fangire as trusted his arm out.
"YOSH Ikuze!" yelled the red bat like creature as he flew towards his master's arm and yelled "BITE!" as it bit down on his master's hand filling his veins with Kivat clan's special venom causing his clan marking's to appear and conjure mystical chains that formed a black belt around his waist.
"Henshin!" and with that final command Kivat the 2nd took his perch on his master's belt releasing the their joined power as quicksilver coated the Fangire King's body before shifting form and shattering reveling black and red armor set with three green gems running down the chest and a helm of red and silver with a black and green visor known as the Omnilens shaped like bat over his eyes and was completed with a long black cape. With his transformation complete he grasped his wife hand and then the pair vanished in flutter of glowing energy bats with Kivat the 3rd following closely.
"Come on you two, the young master awaits" said Jiro coolly as he lead trio into the fog where they vanished following their masters in their own way, along their own path.
0o0o0o0o
Number 4 Privet Drive
Little Whinging, Surrey
Same Night
"Petunia for Christ's leave the brat be and come to bed already. I don't know why you bother babying that thing, Dudley is already asleep and he doesn't need to be rocked and babied" yelled Vernon Dursley from his bed room wearing his maroon pajamas and toweling off his face.
"I'm merely making sure he sleeps through the night. You're not the one that has to get up if he needs something" yelled Petunia Dursley shrilly as she open the small closet under the stairs where she kept her nephew's bassinette. She was about to put the little brat down for the night when someone pounded on the door hard. "Now who can that be" muttered the horse faced blonde darkly as she plopped the fifteen month old in his basket and shut the door.
"Alright, alright" yelled Petunia as made her way to the front door as whoever was there pounded on the door for a second time. "I'm COMING! Don't you know how late…" she yelled as she forcefully pulled the door open.
"Good Evening sister" said something that looked like her sister Lily. Petunia quickly screamed and slammed door shut.
"VERNON!!!!!!!!!!"
"What the bloody devil is going on?" cried the portly patriarch as he waddled his way down the stairs as the person at the door pounded on it again this time waking Dudley up causing the one year old to wail like a banshee. "Alright, I don't know who you are but I'm going to give you what for" as he stormed toward the door as Petunia tried to beg him off. He had only made it half way when the door was slammed off its hinges and crashed into a wall by an extremely tall and muscular man wearing a butler's uniform and gloves.
"Thank you Ricky" said the being that looked like Lily sweetly as she and what appeared to be her husband walked through the door as if they had been cordially invited followed by the large man and two others, another rather shoddy looking butler and a teen girl in a school girl uniform. "Well Petunia, I see you hospitality for what you do NOT consider normal has not changed a bit" remarked the Lily look-a-like coolly.
"That can't be, you're dead. That barmy headmaster of yours wrote us say that you got blown up" said Petunia squeakily as paled and gulped looking rather like a guppy caught in a net.
"Ah 'But there is more between heaven and earth Horatio then what is dreamt of in your philosophy' to quote the Bard" said the James look-a-like cheekily. "I must say Vernon you seem even fatter then the last time I saw you, but then again that was at your wedding which was oh so long ago."
The barb to his weight quickly brought Vernon back to his senses, "Alright I don't rightly know who or what you are but you can just get out of my house or so help me I will toss you out on your freakish head I will."
"Oh now Vernon don't be like that. We merely came here to pick up our son, simply turn him over and we'll be gone in flash and you can go on being obsessively normal. Whatever that is" said Lily with a smile. "Now where is he?"
The pair looked at each other nervously afraid of how to answer that but was spared from saying anything when the rough looking butler began to sniff the air much like a hound trailing a fox would. "I have his scent" he said gruffly as he walked past the muggles and traced the scent towards the staircase and ending at the cupboard under the stairs. "King-sama!"
Without another word James joined his long time confidant and looked to him questioningly, "Jiro?" Letting out a low growl the last scion of the Wolfen Clan sliced away cleanly the pad lock on the door and pulled it open revealing still asleep in his bassinet, the dark haired and scared Crown Prince of the Fangire, Harry Potter.
As silently as a shadow James picked up Harry, carefully cradling him, looking at the two muggles venomously causing his marking's to appear making the pair jump in fear.
"James, take Harry outside. I will deal with this" said Lily quickly sensing that her husband meant to do violence upon her relatives.
"They put our son in a cupboard" said the Fangire King softly with barely contained rage.
"But it is the job of the Queen to enforce the law and seek justice, the King must be beyond that" said Lily cutting him off.
"Be quick about it then wife, their stench befouls my nose" said James as he retracted his markings and stormed out with Jiro and Rosy following close behind.
Once they were gone, Lily turned on her own relatives angrily causing her own markings to appear. "Be glad James had Harry in his arms or you would be dead right now" she said fiercely causing the pair to quake, gone was the kind and gentle Lily that Petunia grew up with, before them now stood the enraged Queen of the Fangire. "Normally a slight against one of the Checkmate Four would be dealt with decisively and definitively. But you are my sister and brother-in-law and that does earn you some clemency" with that she held out her hand bearing her sigil creating an orb of energy and threw it up the stairs and through the door of her nephew's room. "I can think of no better punishment then to make your son one of us. From now until the day you die you will know that when your son Dudley dies, he will reawaken as a Fangire and you will not be able to tell him" she said coldly as she then turned her hand towards them. "Infinitas Fidelis" and with that a wisp of smoke left their bodies and flowed into Lily who smiled in utter satisfaction.
"What did you do to us?!" cried Petunia as she and Vernon fell to their knees under the massive weight of the magic that had just been cast.
"The Fidelius charm is a rather interesting spell that conceals a secret into the soul of single living person. As long as that person holds their tongue, no one will ever know the secret they hold. So for as long I live you will never be able to tell you son of his fate. A fitting punishment wouldn't you say" said Lily with a cold smile. "Have a good life sister, pray we never cross paths again" and with that Lily vanished leaving the Dursley family to their fate.
0o0o0o0o0o
"You do realize that when the Ministry hears what you did there will be hell to pay?" remarked James as he placed Harry into Lily's arms as they stood at the corner of Privet Drive and Wisteria Walk.
"'Transgressions against a ruling body of one the 13 Mazoku shall be handled by clan who was offended.' The Ministry can beat their chests and harp about it all they want but this is a Clan matter and it has been settled" said Lily with finality as she began to cradle the son that had been out of her arms for five long days.
"I know that, it's just the thought of having to deal with the likes of Crouch and Fudge. Gives me a headache just thinking about it" said James forlornly.
"I happen to recall you saying the same thing every time I called you into my office James Potter" said cool stern and very familiar voice.
"I told you I recognized that cat we passed" said Lily with a smile as their group turned to face the form of the Deputy Headmistress of Hogwarts and their former Head of House, Minerva McGonagall. The King of the Fangire and Lord of all the Mazoku Clans audibly gulped as he faced her.
"Well it is good to see you Professor but we were expecting the Headmaster to make an appearance. Nothing is wrong I trust?" asked Lily as if two people who were dead mere hours ago were not up and about collecting their son from his aunt.
"He was out of the castle at the time the alert came, emergency session of the Wizengamot. But what I would like to know is what you are doing with Harry Potter?" demanded the elderly witch as she pointed her wand at the group.
"I know how this looks Professor but believe me we are Lily and James Potter…" said James calmly.
"LILY AND JAMES POTTER DIED!" yelled the normally unflappable professor causing Harry to wake up and cry.
"Now look at what you did" fussed Lily as she began to rock little Harry gently calming him down and hummed a soothing tune ending the tots cries and made him giggle happily as he saw his mother's face again. "There's my brave boy."
Seeing this McGonagall lowered her wand, only one person could quiet Harry that quickly. And no imposter could fake that, "In Merlin's name, it is you" and with that her unflappable exterior broke and she pulled James it warm embrace and sobbed happily.
"Professor if you don't stop I will die again and this time for good" cried James throatily.
Quickly realizing what happened Minerva released James and restored her firm and reserve appearance. "Forgive my out burst but it is not everyday that one sees the dead walk. Now what happened to you two?"
"All in good time Professor, it is a thrilling tale but one we would like to tell only once" said James with a smile before snapping his fingers signaling Ricky to step forward to hand her a business card. "Have the Headmaster and yourself meet us at that address noon time tomorrow. All will be explained then."
The Doran Building
2nd Penthouse
666 Birmingham Street
London
McGonagall quickly looked up as she checked the address and found the street empty. The Deputy Headmistress just smiled and shook her head, in one night things had changed and she couldn't have been happier for it.