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Chapter One: Genesis at King's Cross

"To the well organized mind, death is but the next great adventure."

These words echoed in Harry Potter's head as he walked through the ethereal King's Cross Station, as he did once before. Death had finally claimed him in his old age, and Harry had welcomed it for several years now. Now was his time to board the train to the afterlife. "Maybe I'll see Dumbledore again," he said, walking towards the train's stairs…

"Wait."

Harry looked around. Coming up from the main building was a strange figure. Cloaked in what appeared to be a slightly tattered black robe, the figure stood impressively tall. Blue trim was visible on the robes, and a sword hilt was visible through the fabric on his right side. The figure exuded a cold, almost frozen aura and walked with an air of someone well used to being in command. In a voice as icy as the man himself, he said, "Good evening, Mister Potter: this, the eve of your life. My name is Nathan Rivera, and I come with an offer."

Harry replied, "If this is 'the eve of my life,' then what offer could you possibly have for me? In any case, how are you here? Last time I was here-"

"A one Mister Riddle had killed you," Rivera interrupted. "And you returned to the realm of the living to slay him. Yes, I know all this. This location is the only way my people can reach you. I hail from an organization called the Infinite Canon Police Force, and I oversee the Special Weapons Division. You see, your home, the reality you know, is but one reality out of millions out there. The ICPF's members can transcend their original reality to police others in an effort to help those who are incapable of helping themselves. What I offer is a chance for you to join us, and right the wrongs in other canon as necessary. You will be given a new life, a new body, and the ability to adapt to different canon to better assist those that are less fortunate. If you refuse, and you have the right to, you may board the train and join the afterlife here. I will not fault you if you chose that option. Any questions?"

After a lengthy pause, Harry asked, "How long would this job be? Why are you even asking me to do this?"

Laughing, Nathan said, "It is because you have many traits that suit you for the position. You are headstrong; you don't flinch from what you perceive as your duty. As for the length, the term of service is one millennium. Afterwa-"

"One thousand years! How would I even live that long? I'm supposed to be dead," interjected Potter.

Nathan replied, "The body your soul will be transplanted into is designed for long term use. There are reported cases of ICPF retirees living two or three MORE millennia than their contract required. And being dead is what allows us to 'recruit' you in the first place." Rivera let out a sigh. "As I was saying, after your term of service is complete, and your service record is well and good, you have two options: live your new life in whichever reality you deem fit (within reason), or return here in your home reality at this point and time and continue your journey into the afterlife. Your choice, Mister Potter?"

Perhaps this could be my 'next great adventure.' But I doubt I could see my family or friends for a very long time. But I might be able to help others. I might be able to do more good than I could here. The remnants of the Death Eaters are extinct, and nothing has came up to pose a threat to the Wizarding World. Only time will tell. Nothing ventured, nothing gained, thought Harry. He then said, "Very well. I accept your offer."

"A wise decision Master Potter. Now, the Infinite Canon awaits you." With a flourish, Nathan drew his blade and pointed it at the ground to his right. A green rune glowed on its surface, and a great purple frame appeared from where he pointed. With a flash, the inside of the frame began to reflect the pair with a hue similar to the frame itself. The Death Gate constructed, Rivera sheathed his blade and bowed to Harry.

"After you."

And so my first chapter is complete. (YES!) This story has been mulling around in my head for quite some time, and I'm just loving the fact I'm finally able to put it into words. Some of you may notice some things about Mr. Rivera (it should be pretty obvious to a lot of PC gamers) but I'm just gonna let the story speak for itself.

Until next time.

-MasterMerrick