This is a story idea that popped into my mind during my writer's block for my other story. And for the reason I don't have the next chapter out on it is threefold: 1) I still can't find a beta, 2) I had writer's block for a while, and 3) do to my computer restarting mid-chapter I lost a large chunk of volume two.

I do not own Harry Potter or Deadman Wonderland.

There Were Two

Harry Potter was a weird child. His hair was a pitch black, spiky mess down to his mid-back. His skin as pale as a ghost, and bright red eyes. And he was currently just waking in a cell after being found guilty of one count of attempted mass homicide, and two counts of murder.

"Where am I?" Asked the confused and quite tired Child.

And from a dark corner came a gruff voice. "Kid. This is Deadman Wonderland. The prison famous for being an amusement park with actual deaths."

Not expecting anyone to be in the room Harry jumped up and from one of his many wounds sprouted a thin, wire-like whip of blood that went for the man's head. Only for it to be cut by a blood scythe blade from the man's arm.

Surprised Harry fell backwards in shock. "Who are you? What are you?"

"Kid." The man said before coming into the light. "My name is Senji, but you can call me Crow. And I am a Deadman, just as you are.

It was then that his young brain failed and harry fainted.

ELSEWHERE

In a dark room full of people an elder man was reading a file.

Name: Harry Potter

Age: 9

Hight: 4'4"

Race: Deadman

Case: One count of attempted mass homicide, two counts of murder.

Attempted Mass Homicide: Age Five, on field trip to a park, the suspect was alone with 15 other children. Every other child was sent to the hospital with multiple lacerations.

First Account of Murder: Age Nine, a teacher was found in school playground with multiple deep lacerations. The victim was last seen with the suspect heading for the school playground.

Second Account of Murder: Age Nine, suspect's cousin was found in neighborhood park in multiple pieces. Victim was last seen with suspect at the end of the day by multiple residents near the park

The people in the room all started taking bets and demanding matchups until the old man spoke.

"And due to his file he will have his first match against Eagle next week. Now place your bets."

ELSEWHERE

Hermione was a strange child, a child born with no sense of moral right or wrong, a child born with no Feelings. A child born loving to hurt and be hurt, and thriving on pain, be it others or herself.

And as her parents keep giving her more rules in order to not do something counted as wrong It was for this reason that she both idealized and hated authority and rules.

She decided that if she was to be treated normal than she would have to adopt rules as her morals and treat authority as if it was God, but at the same time she despised having morals or following someone like a pawn. And for a good amount of time this was how she lived, until she meet someone just like her, just as empty, and just as sadistic…

End

What do you think? Should I continue or should I stop here? Please do tell me.