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Twin Paths
Chapter1: Differing Paths
February 1295
England: Godric's Hollow
Forest Hills
Hardwin Potter
Potterer...
A name?
A profession?
Names are things that other people give you but a profession is something that you choose for yourself. He loved what he did and the way his life had turned out.
Still...
Things had been simpler back then when it was just him, his siblings and their parents. His father had moved to Godric's Hollow, a small village west of where he had been living before. There he met his future wife and mother of his children.
Merlin rest their souls...
He was their eldest son and the only one of their children who remained in Godric's Hollow after they died. Since then he continued his father's work as a potioneer and had even met another like him.
A witch...
Iolanthe Peverell was without a doubt the most intense woman he had ever met and that was before he started courting her. Her sheer presence was overwhelming and he could feel her magic leaking out of her whenever she was nearby, and that was while she was reigning it in. The few times that she lessened her control was enough to nearly bring him to his knees, while he was on the other side of the village.
She was a Peverell alright...
He sighed when he felt more than saw Iolanthe begin her daily training in the hills behind his family cottage. Hardwin had seen one of her training sessions and couldn't help but wonder why she pushed herself so far all of the time. All she ever told him was that it was to prepare but she never told him what she was preparing for.
"What are you doing?" Iolanthe Peverell asked him the moment he entered the clearing.
He'd always wondered how she was able to sense him so well but shook his head to rid himself of the thought. He was never able to get the drop on her the few times they'd dueled and that was with the element of surprise on his side, he wasn't going to start now.
"I came to see how you were doing?" he half asked as he examined the are.
Where once there was a nice clearing filled with grass and the odd few plants there was now nothing but craters and charred rock. What had she been doing here? This looked like it was more like a battlefield than a peaceful forest in the hills. And more importantly why was she going this far?
"Go home Hardwin," Iolanthe sighed and turned away from him. "You wouldn't understand even if I did explain it."
"Try me," he shot back. She was always like this, trying to do everything alone and pushing herself to the breaking point. He could tell she was running low on Magic by the way she seemed to be struggling to stand now. "I won't pretend to understand what's going through your mind right now but that doesn't mean that I don't want to understand."
"...Are you sure that you want to know?" she spoke without turning back towards him. "It's not a happy story."
"Yes," he answered truthfully.
He wanted to be there for her...
"Tell me, do you know of the Deathly Hallows?" she inquired as she turned around to face him.
"I've heard of them yes," Hardwin nodded confused. What did those myths have to do with this?
"The Deathly Hallows are real," she explained. "My grandfather and his brothers defied death and as a reward for standing up to him they were 'gifted' with the three Deathly Hallows."
"Your grandfather?" he asked her. "Ignotus Peverell right?"
"That's right," Iolanthe replied. "The Elder Wand, the Resurrection Stone and the Cloak of Invisibility together are the three Deathly Hallows."
Without another word her cloak inverted and covered her. Hardwin blinked in surprise as she disappeared from sight and realised that it was an invisibility cloak. He looked towards the ground but found no movement nor did he hear anything other than the destroyed clearing around them. He didn't even realise she had moved until he felt a blade at his neck and looked behind him. It was a short elegant blade with the Peverell family crest on the hilt and holding it was an arm hovering in midair.
No sound...
No movement...
A true invisibility cloak...
A Deathly Hallow...
"What does this have to do with anything?" Hardwin asked her completely at ease despite the sword at his neck.
"That story isn't true," she continued. "My grandfather and his brothers did defeat 'death' however it wasn't really the Death God. It was a demon, a monster that harvested the souls of the deceased and devoured them. It was the original Dementor, the being that created their entire unnatural race."
The Original Dementor...
The progenitor of all Dementors...
That was what the Peverell brothers defeated...
"So what happened exactly?" he questioned further.
"When my grandfather and his brothers defeated it, they split it into three pieces. The Deathly Hallows," Iolanthe explained. "If all three Deathly Hallows are ever reunited then the Dementor will return and devour everyone."
If that happened their would be the end of the world...
"I won't let that happen," Hardwin spoke clearly. "Not in our lifetime or that of our descendants. I swear to you that no matter what we'll make sure that it will never threaten the world again."
A promise was made...
The Path of the Potter...
May 1863
Uzu no Kuni: Uzumaki Clan Village
Battlefield
It was the middle of the night when it happened, when the beast descended upon the unsuspecting village on a full moon. Its three massive tails swinging around wildly and flattening everything they touched. Its shell spinning round as it rolled across the battlefield.
Ten year old Uzumaki Ashina was always a light sleeper, something he was thankful for whenever he was on a mission and an enemy ninja decided it was a good idea to try their luck. So he heard the screams long before he felt the tremors as the demon arrived at the edge of his village.
The Sanbi…
One of the Biju…
It was here…
"It's getting closer!"
"Damn those Senju they've killed us all!"
"Somebody save us!"
He heard the yells from his fellow clansmen and the allied freelance ninja that had joined the village. The Senju clan? What did they have to do with this? It was only then that Ashina felt the presence of several strong chakras a few miles north of the village. He would have noticed them sooner but with the sheer amount of chakra coming off of the Sanbi and blanketing the area it was almost impossible to detect anything else.
The Sanbi roared as in released a shockwave that broke the landscape around it. This was followed by a barrage of fast and powerful water bullets from the beast's mouth which tore through the village. Dozens of his peoople died within moments of the blasts detonating upon contact with anything they touched, creating explosions of water everywhere.
The Futon users among them quickly conjured spinning walls of wind—Fuijinheki— to repel the water blasts. After several more minutes of the Sanbi rampaging through the village the rest of the Uzumaki clan had regrouped and moved to counterattack the massive turtle. Spheres of chakra—Amenomihashira—shot from the their hands and slammed into the from of the Sanbi a moment later, forcing it back. Chains made of chakra—Kongo Fusa—formed from their hands and encircled the beast's shell, holding it down and causing it to roar even louder though the shockwave it released this time seemed to be contained within a dome of interlocking chains.
Ashina was among the number of Uzumaki that were casting the jutsu restraining the Sanbi. He breathed, straining to maintain it like the others beside him. It wasn't enough they all knew, after all while they could restrain it chakra and power, there was no way they could defeat it let alone kill it. The Biju were immortal demons that had only ever been beaten into submission by the Senju clan's Mokuton and the Uchiha clan's Sharingan.
There had to be something they could do…
Damn it there had to be something that he could do. But his abilities didn't go beyond his clan's Fuinjutsu and skill with his spear. Wait—that was it! Fuinjutsu! He'd recently developed a seal that could pull humans and summoned creatures into their own bodies. If they couldn't kill it then why try and seal it?
Of course there was a massive difference between a summoned animal and a Biju but the principle should be the same. He took a deep breath as he felt the Sanbi start to break free of the chakra chains. Within moments it was free again and released another shockwave that pushed everyone away. This was it, it was now or never. Ashina took a step forward and formed hand seal.
"Shisho Fuin."
He spoke clearly as he slammed his hand down on the ground. Seals spread out across the ground and encircled the Sanbi as it roared again only for it to suddenly be silence. The turtle compressed slightly and was pulled into Ashina's body a moment later. Finally after it was done a seal formed on his stomach under his armour.
For a moment he felt nothing and then the world exploded in pain. His mind fractured and broke, shattering into a million pieces. He lost himself in the agony as his chakra pathways tried to adapt to the sudden influx of demonic energy. Not only that but he could feel the mental presence of the Sanbi press down upon him almost overwhelming him.
"Let me out! Set me free!"
Ashina gritted his teeth as he fell down onto the ground, his own chakra flaring widely. He forced himself back from the brink, forcing down the Sanbi's presence, as his chakra seemed to calm its own. It took considerable effort on his part but he was able to suppress the Sanbi enough that it couldn't break out of his body. It was only then that he fell unconscious, his body and mind finally giving out.
The Path of the Uzumaki…
Author's Notes:
Translation
Shisho Fuin = Four Symbols Seal
Fujinheki = Swift Wind Wall
Amenomihashira = Pillar of Heaven
Kongo Fusa = Adamantine Sealing Chains
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