Legend
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Disclaimer: None of the character, unless specifically said so, locations are my own. Everything recognizable belongs to its respectful owner. This story is byproduct of an extremely persistent plot bunny and my own insane imagination. So without further ado, let's begin.
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Harry was sitting in the swing at the abandoned playground, while he went over the things that had happened in the last year of the Hogwarts school of magic. If someone would have to describe the schoolyear with a single word, that word would be fiasco. There was the Triwizard tournament being held at Hogwarts after decades of pause, after the dead toll had risen too high and despite all the security measures, this tournament still demanded one victim, Cedric Diggory. But Harry wasn't thinking about the now dead Diggory, no he was thinking the rebirth of his arch nemesis, Lord Voldemort. He had witnessed the rebirth of the most feared dark lord of all times. He had dueled against him, and with some miracle, had escaped alive. A feat that not many were able to boast. "If I only had the power to defeat him." Harry thought as he clenched his fist. Suddenly, a perfect silence fell at the over the playground. As he lifted his head, he saw that time had seemingly stopped, birds were frozen in the air and the critters were frozen in mid jump. As he searched the reason why this was happening, his eyes fell into woman who was standing another side of the playing ground. The woman had body of supermodel, flame orange hair and crimson red eyes. The look on her face was something that you could expect from an apex predator.
Harry, upon seeing the eyes of the woman, tried to pull his wand out of his back pocket, keyword being tried. Before he could even, he was suspended in the air by black metal chains. "Now there is no need to do that." The woman chastised him, all the while judging him. "How are you?" Harry snapped at the woman. "My name is unimportant, but if you must know, its …..." Harry raised an eyebrow as he didn't hear anything when she was about to give her name to him. "As I suspected. You aren't able to hear my name. You may refer me as Hell. And no, I'm not in league with Voldemort. In fact, I'm here to offer you a contract." Harry looked surprised about this. "What would this contract be like?" Harry asked, his voice laced with suspicion. "Oh nothing. Your soul and servitude for the power to defeat Voldemort." "My soul and servitude?" Harry asked, horrified by the prize. "Maybe I should rephrase that. I will take your soul and make you my personal bounty hunter in this realm. You would gain powers that others can only imagine. In the return, you shall deliver me the souls of sinners and rogue demons." Hell explained, while smirking. Harry didn't even stop to think about the consequences about his answer as it was far too tempting. "Deal" He said with a tone of finality in his voice. "Good" Hell said as she pointed her fingers at him and shot a lance of black and crimson energy into his chest. Harry's aura manifested around him, glowing a soft emerald green, before it slowly turned red and black. His aura flared once and when it died down, Harry was no-where to be seen.
Time skip: Next morning
The annoying beeping sound filled the small bedroom in the Number 4 Privet Drive. One Harry Potter slammed his fist down at the alarm clock, reducing into a rubble. "What a weird dream." Harry thought as he shacked his head clear from cobwebs. His eyes hit a tome that had appeared into the bed. He scrambled towards it. The bounty hunter's guidebook. Said the cover, while Harry froze. "Holy shit. It wasn't a dream." Harry thought as he opened the book.
Introduction
So, you have decided to become a bounty hunter to Hell. Your job as bounty hunter is to hunt gown the bounties of the souls that have avoided hell and brand the souls that are sentenced to hell with the correct insignia, so the angels know that this soul belongs to hell. You are also expected to deal with demons that disturb the world of living. And for you to perform these jobs efficiently there are many things that you need to know.
Chapter 1. The enemies and their weaknesses.
As mentioned earlier, you are responsible to terminate any threat of demonic origin that threatens the world of living within your assigned area. And you will be facing many threats in form of many different demons. Here is quick rundown of the you most common.
Elementals.
Elementals are, as their name implies demons that are capable to control elements. Each element has its own elementals. Elementals are very strong magicians, but they lack ability to attack physically. (Earth type elementals are expectation) Their strength varies between that of an imp to that of a higher arch demon. Their weaknesses are clear and easy to exploit, as each element is strong against other and weak against some other. This can however be negated if the Elemental is strong enough. Elementals are easy to recognize as they look like humanoids made from raw elements. There are five know elemental types: Fire, water, wind, earth and lightning. Fire is weak against water and strong against wind. Water is strong against fire and weak against earth. Earth is strong against water and weak against lightning. Wind is strong against lightning and weak against fire. Lightning is strong against earth and weak against wind.
Creatures.
Creatures are demons that have animal features. They are often very strong physically, but they, barring for few races, lack the ability to use magic. Their strength varies between that of an imp and that of a greater demon. Those who belong to the races that are able to use magic can easily reach the strength of a greater demon and there has been notified several occurrences where Creature- type demon has gained the tittle of an arch demon. There are as many Creature-type demons than there are mundane and magical animals. It's a very rare, however to see a light aligned magical animal, such as unicorn demons. Creatures are very easily recognized as they look like humans who have animal parts. (It should be noted that Creature-type demons can be found living alongside humans.)
Humanoids.
Humanoids are exact opposite of the Creatures. While Creatures have considerable physical strength, humanoids are as strong as average human, but they more than make that up with their magic capabilities. They often have impressive repertoire of offensive and defensive spells and that makes even the weaker inviduals a considerable threat. Their weakness is close-quarter combat. Humanoids are always powerful, ranging from lower demon to greater demon.
Wraiths.
Wraiths are vengeful spirits that have lingered in the world of living for far too long and through it, have gained the ability to possess those that are weaker that wraith itself. Wraiths are generally nuisances that are very easily dispatched, as they are often even weaker than imps. The wraith takes from of face in a black smoke cloud. Some type of wraiths exist that are protecting humans. They usually take the form a glowing ball of light. These type of wraiths should be left alone. Some wraiths can also disguise themselves as humans.
Chapter 2: The equipment and abilities.
As a Hell's bounty hunter, you gain several new abilities and equipment's that you will most likely find useful in the field. Some of these include: Enhanced physical and magical capabilities, weapons etc. Here is rundown of them.
Enchanted physical and magical capabilities.
You are now able to easily lift a few hundred tons, run at the near speed of Mach 10, have greatly expanded magical core, your body is tough enough that you are able to treat getting tossed through several meters of pure concrete as mere inconvenience and be able to withstand nearly all magic. In short your body has been enchanted to that point that you are grabble with the strongest demons of hell. Your body is also immune to any diseases and every ailment that you had is cured. You also have extremely fast healing factor.
Equipment
As Hell's bounty hunter, you also have access to best equipment of the underworld. This includes such items as: Dual pistols that are deadly to every mundane and supernatural being, scouter that can analyze any demon in seconds, pair of swords that are impervious to any magic and capture crystals. All of them are pretty self-explanatory, expect the capture crystals. Capture crystals are used to catch Demons and when kept near you, give you the powers that the imprisoned demon had. The scouter also works as communication device where you will get any information about demonic activity and information of contracts. You also have a magical chip installed that allows you to access into Abyss auction where you can find literally anything. It should also be noted that they are invisible to everyone, if you don't wish otherwise.
Abilities.
You have several unique abilities, such as branding and ability to easily perform any magic of human origin. Branding means that you can brand any demon as your servant, though the demon has to be willing to serve you in order of this to work. You also have a solid hold of manifestation magic. This branch of magic allows you to shape your raw magic into anything that you wish, be it sword or an armor. You also gain instinctive knowledge as how to use your equipment.
The rest of the tome was filled with all the laws that could affect him. As he read through the tome, he noticed that he wasn't wearing glasses. As he picked from the nightstand and put them on his nose, he nearly had a heart attack as green text was flowing downwards the glasses. He then realized that his glasses had become the scouter that the tome had mentioned. He then walked into his closet, he was in another shock as his old baggy mugle clothes had been replaced by black shirt and pants, whit red trench coat and fedora accompanying them. As he looked into the closet more intensively, he saw that his new swords, which he recognized as katana and his new pistols were also hanging from their hooks. As he pulled on his clothes, he started to think about the information, or lack of thereof. All that he had received all summer was that they were together is some place, most likely in burrow and they apparently had some other company. "Why should I trust them if they don't trust me?" He pondered as he put the Katana swords in cross formation in his back. He then took the red fedora from the hook where it was suspended and pressed it over his messy black locks. With that he left his room.
As he got downstairs, he was greeted by his uncle's purple face. "Freak, Marge is coming and he will be staying for a week, so I expect you to behave well. And none of the freaky business like last time." Vernon bellowed. Harry nodded absently, his mind in completely different matters. "I'm going for a walk." He informed Vernon curtly as he walked out of the front door. As he was walking down the street, he felt a buzz in back of his mind. He was instantly on guard as he somewhat recognized that there was demon nearby. He paused in the middle of the street as everything around him was engulfed by a purple sphere. Harry jumped backwards, narrowly evading a purple ball that exploded when it came into contact whit the street. The demon that had assaulted him was humanoid type, a female of that, if the B-cup breasts that were hanging from her chest were any indication. As he looked at her, his scouter automatically analyzed her and brought information about her in front of his eyes.
Name: Zenana
Class: Humanoid.
Power level: Middle level demon.
Powers: Very powerful at dismantling magic, considerable skills with darkness spells.
Threat level: Considerable.
Bounty: 20 000 jewels. (1 jewel = 10 of any mundane and magical currency.)
Harry was shocked at her bounty. If he managed to claim it, he would gain 200 000 pounds, dollars, euro's, galleons etc. He was ripped out from his thoughts as he had to dodge another exploding purple ball. And this time, he retailed. He used his superior speed to appear before her and gave her a hard right hook onto face. She was flung back towards a brick fence and even if there were a brick fence, a concrete wall and several trees behind her, she just continued her surprise journey through the air. Harry relaxed his stance as he watched the destruction that his punch had created. "There is no way that she could have survived from that." He thought, so it would be a great understatement to say that he was surprised when arm shot through the pile of debris. "What?" Harry asked, surprise clear in his voice. "Surprised? If you are wondering, that didn't even tickle. As a demon, my body is able to teak an insane amount of punishment." She explained while chuckling, which slowly turned into an insane laughter. "It's time to die, YOU SON OF A BITCH!" She shouted as she chucked an another purple orb at him. Harry threw himself flat on the pavement, hoping to avoid the orb. The orb flew over his head and hit the street, carving a perfectly smooth gouge in it. Harry rolled into side and jumped upright just before air was filled with purple glow. As he turned his head towards Zenana, he couldn't help put curse. There were hundreds of orbs floating around her, ready to destroy him.
With an unseen command, the all orbs shot towards him with alarming speeds. Harry reached over his shoulders, and grasped the handles of his dual swords. He pulled them out of their sheaths and brought them into a cross in front of him, deflecting an orb in process. He swung them again, this time slicing through an orb, causing it to destabilize with a shower of sparks. He then pulled the swords over his shoulders, where they were enveloped with black aura with a red outline. "X-scissor." He roared, before swinging his swords in X-formation in front of him, releasing an X-shaped blast of aura that devastated everything that it touched. Zenana wasn't fast enough to dodge and took the full blast of attack in her chest. She was cut cleanly in four pieces. Harry lowered his swords at his side, thinking that he had finally dealt with. Harry's eyes widened as a purple orb shot through his midsection. "Shit." He cursed as he turned and saw that she had somehow multiplied, as there now was at least twenty Zenana's standing behind him, all with a purple orb in their hand. Harry assumed his stance again, as his wound was steaming and closing rabidly, his healing factor already taking care of the wound.
Harry swung his sword, slicing through orb that was on its way towards his head. He then jumped into the air in order to avoid the orbs that had the intent to destroy his legs, only to realize that she had lured him in her trap. As he was unable to avoid any more of the orbs while he was airborne, he was out of options. As Zenanas reared their arms backwards, Harry put his swords resting against his shoulders. As they chugged the orbs towards him, he swung his swords, releasing a much more compact version of the X-scissor, that easily sliced through all the orbs and continued towards the line of Zenana's without even slowing down. As the X-scissor sliced through all of them, Harry felt a grim satisfaction as he watched how the body parts and blood rained down from the sky. "Anyone want some more?" He asked from nobody in particular, when he heard an high-pitched whirring sound and sun around only to come face to face with an massive beam that looked that it was made out of blue and white lightning. Harry roared in agony as he felt his flesh being ripped apart cell by cell.
When the blinding light dissipated, Zenana was looking a smoldering pile of cells. She chuckled as she walked away, only to stop when she felt enormous pressure settle at her shoulders. As she struggled to turn around, she was greeted by a shocking sight of Harry's body rebuilding itself, while being surrounded by a black aura with a red outline. As his aura dissipated, Zenana could see that he was now grinding manically, while his sclera was turning black and iris was gaining a red tint. She watched as his mouth stretched into an impossibly wide maniac grin. She couldn't even blink before he was in front of her and grabbed her face. He then reared his hand back, all the whole still holding her face and suddenly she was flung down the street, where she impacted against her own barrier. She grimaced as she felt her ribcage getting crushed against her own barrier. "How can he hurt me? My demonic defense should be able to deal everything that he could possibly throw against me."
She was shocked from her thoughts as he disappeared from his spot and re-appeared in front of her, and grabbing her face and lifting her over his head. Zenana's eyes widened as she realized what he was about to do to her. Before she could do anything he reared his hand back a bit and brought it back down with a terrifying force. A sharp crack and wet spurt echoed through the air as he smashed her skull against the pavement, making bits of her skull, grey brain matter and crimson red blood rain down from the sky. Harry's eyes returned into their normal emerald green, expect that there were jagged blood red veins running from the edge of the iris all the way to the pupil. Harry eyed the carnage around him, surprisingly feeling enjoyment from killing the demoness. "Just how I'm going to clean this?" Harry pondered silently in his mind before staggering as information flowed into his brains. He snapped his fingers and the damage seemed to repair itself. He then turned around and left the scene.
Harry arrived at the Privet Drive and didn't even bother knocking at the door of number 4, instead opting walk straight in. Once inside, he was greeted by his uncle's purple face. "Where were you, Freak. Petunia had to cook the meal. From that you aren't getting any food for a week. And where did you get those clothes?!" His uncle bellowed. Behind him Petunia and Dudley ere smirking, clearly thinking that Vernon was going to beat him up. Vernon raised his arm, preparing to punch him, but Harry wasn't having any of that. A silent click echoed around the other vice silent hall as Vernon found himself staring at the barrel of black Magnum Research Manufactured Dessert Eagle .50 Action Express with an extended barrel. He stumbled backward and fell onto his ass, revealing his weapon to Petunia and Dudley. Their eyes widened as they realized that their authority over Harry was disappearing very fast. Harry then calmly spoke. "This is a Dessert Eagle .50, which is enchanted with a bigger clip and backs enough punch to blow someone's head into smithereens. In the barrel there is illegal exploding round that explodes with an equal power that of an M21 hand grenade. So, from this point on what I say, goes. Do you understand?" Harry asked while casually waving his handgun around. When the Dursleys didn't answer, he lost the little patience that he had left. "I ASKED: DO YOU UNDRESTAND?" Harry shouted, all the while leaking killing intent like a broken pipe. The Dursleys were now franticly nodding their heads as they scrambled backwards. Harry simply gave them a disgusted glance and walked into the upstairs. Once there, he clamped his killing down.
In the garden, under the invisibility cloak, one Nymphadora Tonks released a shaky breath, all the while shaking and sweating uncontrollably. "Dumbledore needs to be informed about this." She thought as she apparated away with a crack. She reappeared into the dingy front of Grimmauld Place. And because she knew the secret, she saw something that mundane people didn't see. Between numbers 11 and 13, there weren't supposed to be a building. But in front of her eyes, there was a building which bore the number 12 in it's door. She shakily walked towards the door and tapped it with her wand. There could be heard clattering of chains, when the door unlocked itself. As she stepped inside and closed the door behind her, the quiet hiss of old fashioned gas lamps lighting up was heard and the hallway was engulfed in pale blue light. She, for once, didn't trip onto the troll leg shaped umbrella holder as she made her way down the hallway and into the kitchen door.
She softly knocked the door and when it opened, he was greeted by the plump face of one Molly Weasley. "Tonks, dear why did you left your guard post. Has something happened to Harry?" She asked, not noticing how pale she was. She made her way into the table, making Snape pause his debrief of the Voldemort's movements. Dumbledore turned his twinkling eyes into Tonks. "Why have you come here tonight Tonks? Has something happened to Harry?" He asked, concern filling his voice. In the background Snape snorted and Sirius gave him an evil eye. "No, nothing has happened, but I felt that it would be prudent to inform you about the recent development." "What has the brat done this time, fell down and received a scratch and is now in need of healing and blood replenishing potions?" Snape commented with sarcastic tone. "Snivelus, shut your mouth before I shut it for you." Sirius hollered at Snape, causing his eyes flash dangerously. Before they could draw their wands, Tonks continued her repot, and unknowingly prevented a bloodshed. "Professor Dumbledore, have you teached Harry how to use killing intent?" She asked, causing an uproar within the room. Dumbledore looked solemn, but inside he was seething. "How can that stupid brat knows how to generate killing intent, I made sure that the brat wasn't strong enough to do that. Well, no matter, this is just a minor bump in my plans, but it seems that I need install stricter moral code into that brat and he will be back in my beck and call in no-time. After all, I'm Albus Dumbledore, the greatest light wizard ever lived and soon the only Light Lord that has defeated two different Dark Lord's."
Loud he however said a completely different thing. "No I didn't teach him how to use a such dark power." He said, while a hint of a frown made its way on his lips. "Can you describe how this killing intent felt." He asked. Before Tonks could answer, she was cut off by Snape. "Probably it felt like temper tantrum because his steak wasn't thick enough." He stated coldly. "No, it felt like a mountain had just been lowered into your shoulders. The feeling of rage and death was completely oppressive, and I wasn't able to move or breath. It felt like he was about to murder everyone in his immediate vicinity cold bloodily." She whispered, causing eyes to widen and mouths to open. "Just what that brat thinks that he is doing. Moving so far from his designated position." Dumbledore raged, while completing about how to get his pawn back under control. What he didn't realize that the pawn hadn't just moved into a wrong position in the chessboard that was the war between him and Voldemort. No, the pawn had just jumped out of the board, grabbed a nuclear missile and started bombarding both sides.
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Hello everyone, Basset12 here with a new story. Also sorry about that Harry Potter, the vampire rewrite. I suddenly lost all inspiration to write it and it was eventually transformed into this. Please leave comment's what is good and what is bad and how to . I also hope that you enjoyed the fight scene. And as always, Read and Review! Basset12 OUT!