Prologue

My name is Harry James Potter,

As I was growing up people always wanted to use me and I could only oblige to their wishes and be used. I was used by my family – being a servant in the household; no better than a house-elf. My best friends want me for my money; I was just some victim they could rob. My teachers also wanted something from me; they wanted me to be obedient and frail. My enemy wanted me do die. And society wanted me to sacrifice myself for them, to be a scapegoat.

However as I grew all I wanted was freedom, and control, I wanted to break the chains that were placed on me by the expectations of others. And that's what I did. I ruined the people that haunted my every moment, the people that kept me chained; I got revenge on those that hurt me, led those that cared for me and protected those that I kept close to my heart. And for all my hard I was granted freedom, friends and a family that cared for me but then I realised I was cursed to forever remain along.

I was forever never changing, cursed to watch those I care for to die. Cursed to watch as my friends, partners, children and students grew old and grey, and then becoming ash.

I removed myself from time, creating masks to protect my heart and never got attached to anyone. However I realised that even though I can live through all eternity, I am no longer living but just existing. So I created a new mask, a mask that would allow me to become someone completely different than the true me; someone colourful, childish and forever looking for adventure.

My new name is Skull De Mort, the immortal stuntman.

Years Later

Fate must hate me!

Is it so bad that I wish to enjoy my already cursed life? I enjoy the adrenaline rush caused by the stunt scene; that I love the feeling of my blood boiling in my veins, love the high cause by the numerous life threatening experiences and the way the crowd cry, in fear or admiration when I close to death. WAS IT SO BAD THAT I AM NOW LIVING?

NOW I AM CURSED. FOREVER CAGED IN THE SKIN OF A BABY! FOREVER AND ALL ETERNITY!

THOSE THAT EMPATHIES WITH MY CONDITION WILL EVENTUALLY DIE AND I WIL FOREVER REMAIN A BADY FOR ALL ETERNITY!

I have been cursed to be part of the arcobelano. The arcobelano the most powerful people in the world and these people were brought together and presented pacifiers of a different colours; I was 'gifted' the purple pacifier, that of the cloud; I was given this pacifier because my personality is that of an aloof, drifting Clouds that protect the family from afar, and whom nothing can ever bind. While I am the cloud, I am another; I am the sky, as I know that I have the personality traits for it, as the sky is able to understand and accept all.

I know this as I have two flames, the cloud's purple flames and the sky's orange flames. No one must know! However it were to be known the Man in Iron Hat will curse me again and I will suffer for if anything happens to Luce, the current sky pacifier's accommodator I will be forced to take upon that role; I will become the accommodator of two pacifiers.

My fellow arcobelano are:

Luce a mafia boss, holder of the sky pacifier.

Reborn the World's Greatest Hitman, holder of the sun pacifier.

Verde a scientist, holder of the lightning pacifier.

Colonnello a sniper, holder of the rain pacifier.

Viper or Mammon and illusionist, holder of the mist pacifier.

And Fon martial art specialist, holder of the storm pacifier.

And we are the strongest people in the world.

I hate them, I have only known them for a few weeks and I already hate them. They remind me of the Dursley's or the people that wanted to use me. I am officially a lackey, and a punching bag. I however cannot change how things are, for I do not trust them or know them; they are more dangerous than anyone I have met before, while I had the resources to destroy them in the past, I no longer do now. My mask protects me and I shall hide behind it if only to remain free, for people are less aware of those who they feel are weak; they shall only see the real me when the me is needed.