Author's note: Hey guys here's an attempt at my first crossover, its going to be long and epic I hope you like it, it will be a sequel to The Stranger. For this fic I will follow Supernatural up until the first episode of the sixth season, but after that I'm branching off into my own story, enjoy.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, or Supernatural.
The War of The End
Chapter 1
Dean sat alone, cruising fast in his 67 impala. He loved just driving alone down a deserted road, it always cleared his mind, placing it at ease somewhat. He certainly had a lot on it lately. He had told Sam to stay put while he went for some food, but really he just needed the be away from him for a while. He was still so angry and really just deeply hurt by his brother's actions. Those actions having had such a terrible price. Sam had forsaken his brother in favor of a deceptive demon. Ruby, the name made Dean scowl greatly, how he hated that evil bitch, and what she's done. Not only to the world, but to his and Sam's relationship. It would never be the same now. It couldn't be, not after this. How could you possibly get past your brother opening up the gates of hell and starting the apocalypse?
Dean sighed heavily as these thoughts assaulted his brain and he really didn't notice himself beginning to drift into the oncoming lane.
"You might want to pay attention to the road," said a quiet voice which just appeared out of nowhere in the passenger seat.
Dean nearly jumped through the cars roof, swerving severely, nearly running off the road. He composed himself and regained control of the car and slowed his breathing, he looked over at the form of someone he knew very well, as always dressed in his disheveled suit and trench coat.
"Damn it Cas, don't do that to me, you nearly gave me a heart attack," Dean said rather irately.
"Apologies Dean, but we need to talk, pull over," the angel Castiel said quietly, but firmly, not masking the authority he held in his voice. Dean looked unhappy but complied none the less.
Once he pulled over they just sat in silence for a minute, Castiel looking thoughtfully out through the windshield, wearing a look of deep contemplation.
Dean finally broke the silence, "Well what is Cas, what's so important?"
"Interesting question giving the state of things. I have come Dean because I have found something, something that could give us hope to prevail against him without a full out war that would claim the lives of millions of innocent people," Castiel said in a deep, thoughtful voice.
Dean didn't show it but a sort of wild hope began to build in his heavily plagued soul, "What is it Cas?"
"First I need to give you something," Castiel said as he quickly took hold of Dean's arm. At once Dean felt a terrible burning running throughout his body, it was as if his very soul were set on fire. He cried in pain and tried to shake off the angel's firm grasp, but to no avail. The angels hand seemed to be joined with Dean's arm, as if they had been melted together. A brilliant white light filled the whole of the car, shinning through the windows and windshield.
Finally Castiel let go and Dean took his arm back quickly, rubbing it with his other hand. He felt different somehow, lighter, more clear headed.
"What the hell was that, what did you just do to me," Dean demanded in a low voice.
"I gave you something that will help you in this struggle. You are Michael's sword, his chosen vessel. And even though you don't want him taking control of your body there's too much at stake here, our side cannot fail. He has consented me to give you a piece of his heavenly power. In time you will learn to release it," Castiel answered in a determined tone.
Dean looked awestruck for a moment, he stared at his hands, not fully believing what he just heard, "So this is it then, I can I beat him now," Dean asked quietly.
"No," Castiel began plainly, "You cannot, even with Michael's strength it wont be enough for you to stop Lucifer, you will need help, you will need to join with someone who himself weld's an ancient and terrible power."
"And who's that," Dean asked in disbelief.
"He is the last member of an ancient order whose propose is to protect the world's delicate balance. To prevent darkness from falling and taking hold. He is a Sage, an order of Wizards who command the power of Chi magic," Castiel said plainly.
Dean looked at him, not fully understanding what he was talking about, "What do you mean, what's Chi, you mean like feng shui?"
"Its not important for you to know everything right now, for now just know that Chi is the power that binds the universe, set up to harness its power. And once a generation a handful of people are born who can tap into this power and help protect the world from darkness. He is the last, and really the most powerful there has ever been, lesser demons and dark servants stand little chance against him, but he like you cannot face Lucifer alone and win, you both need to come together and combine your power, along with Sam's, and before you start yes, to prevail Sam will need to once again call upon his demonic powers, that's the only hope you have. If it's done you might stand a chance, and I stress might, there is no guarantee, you all will be facing a power none of you have ever faced, a power of darkness so terrible you can't even imagine."
Dean looked on, his jaw tightening somewhat, even though he didn't show it he felt it deep in his soul, he felt fear.
"So who is he, what's his name, and how will I find him?"
"His name is Harry Potter, and don't worry, he'll find you."
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Harry laid quietly but fully awake in his bed. Hermione breathing softly beside him. He looked over at her and a rush of tender love filled his heart. He still couldn't believe it had been three years. Three years since she had found him here at his home in Japan, that he remembered was the best day of his life.
They had settled into a blissful life after that. Blissful for the most part, he still preformed his duties as a Sage. Duties that were becoming more and more needed. This fact worried Harry, as it seemed darkness and evil were suddenly becoming much more pronounced in the world. He felt weary about this, it was as if something great and terrible were happening and he didn't know what it was.
These thoughts raced through his mind when he felt it. Strong and fierce, the unmistakable pull of his master coming from the temple. His master was calling him, needing him to immediately commune with him.
Harry leapt from his bed, making sure not wake Hermione. He grabbed his Buki, turned and Vanished. He reappeared a moment later just outside the temples barrier. He ran full speed through it and quickly made his way to the temples entrance.
Once inside the torches began to spring to life at once, casting the vast hall in their warming orange glow.
Harry made his way to the middle of the temple and knelt on the floor. He placed his Buki at his knees and placed his hands firmly on them as he closed his eyes and slowed his breathing, focusing with all his strength.
Soon the torches sifted, glowing now in an eerie shade of deep blue. It took a little while but Harry felt it in his mind. He kept his eyes closed while mist began to form from his master's vessel. Swirling up and out of it in a fine powder. The dust began coming together, taking the form of Harry's fallen master, Master Kei.
Harry felt their minds connect as his master began to speak in Harry's mind.
"Hello my son, it is good to see you again, I am deeply proud of what you have done to maintain the balance. You have done very well."
"Thank you Master," Harry thought in response.
"I wish we could commune under better circumstances but something truly terrible has happened, and if a way is not found to put it right the entire world will burn to ash and be no more."
Harry's heart froze, he knew his master wouldn't say this if it weren't true.
"What is it master, what's happened?"
"It has begun my son, the 66 seals have been broken, the gates have been opened and he is free."
"Who is free master?"
"The fallen one, the first of the forsaken, the source of all the worlds evil. The morning star."
Harry's heart stopped, his breathing stalled, he knew of whom his master spoke and the idea sent pangs of chill fear running generously up and down his spine.
"You don't, you can't possibly mean," Harry thought, a deep fear now taken hold.
"I do my son, Lucifer has been freed and Armageddon has begun."
The revelation hit Harry's soul like a ton of bricks. It as if his very essence had been torn from him, he couldn't think, he couldn't breath.
"Focus my son, you must maintain focus, breath, that's it breath. Don't succumb to fear my son. Nothing is ever without hope."
"But master you don't mean you think I can face him and win, after all you've taught me of the power he weld's from the other realm, you can't believe I can win."
"No my son, if you face him you cannot win, not alone at least. But there is hope, there are two you must join with, both welding great power of their own, one light, one dark, and when they come together and join with your power it may just be enough to defeat him."
"Of whom do you speak master?"
"Two brave and noble souls, brothers and hunters, who like you, have spent their lives fighting the darkness that threatening our world. Their names are Sam and Dean Winchester. They are from America and that's where they are now, and that's where you must go my son. You must seek them out, but it will not be easy. They have an angelic seal burned onto their ribs, making it impossible to track them with magic, so you will have to do it the old fashioned way, you will have to look. They are expecting you. You will probably run into servants of Lucifer on your travels but not to worry, I have trained you well and I have no doubt you can handle them. Keep your Buki close and never let fear take you, you and they cannot fail in this or the world will be destroyed. I must ask also that you take your wife, she needs to be a part of this, and I know you fear for her safety but believe me the way the world is now she will be safer with you than on her own, besides there is no one better at doing the research that will now be needed than she, so please do as I say and take her. Now go my son, and know I will always be with you."
Master Kei finished as the connection broke and the form of his master began turning into naught but mist once again, gently floating into its vessel.
The torches once again cast a soft and warming glow onto the hall. Harry rose and steadied his breathing. The words of his master still rang furiously in his mind. He couldn't believe it, Armageddon was upon them, and it was up to Harry and Hermione, along with these two brothers, Sam and Dean Winchester to save the world. Could they do it he wondered, if they failed it would all be over. This wasn't like his previous challenges, facing enemies like Voldemort or Ressen. This was on a whole new level. He would need all his strength, his skill, his Chi to prevail, and even then it may not be enough. He only hoped his new allies would help as much as his master believes. Well there was nothing for it he thought, he walked quickly out of the temple, beginning his journey to find San and Dean Winchester.