The Storm of Shadows, Light of Two Worlds Chapter 2
By Faith Tomoe Maxwell
I do not in any way own Harry Potter or Twelve Kingdoms, aside from being a terrible fanatic over both and reading and watching everything I can from the pair. I hope you enjoy this chapter. Ciao for now friends.
/////6 Years Ago/////
"Good job, Lily! You're doing great!" The medic witch commented as James patted his wife's hair out of her eyes, drenched her forehead with a cool compress that one of Lily's friends had provided.
"Come on sweetie…Bring our son here." He beamed at the witch. She nodded, struggling lightly before pushing at the medic's command. A wail echoed just a few short moments after that of another baby boy's.
/9/8/7////
"Houki…" A silvery image atop a high mountain within China froze as she looked to the far west. The streaming energy that guided her had pulsed amazingly well and she knew, despite being told by the Nyosen not to journey any further into the lands of Wa that she could not stand another moment without her kirin. Leaping upwards, she allowed her wings to stretch and follow the scent of the kirin. One last thought in the mind of Kira was that she would bring her little master home.
/////PRESENT TIME//////
Emerald green eyes peered into the perfectly normal hall as a tiny pale hand, outstretched and covered in bruises pushed the door slightly open. The head of black raven hair that appeared next only hid the face of the tiny form as the little boy emerged from the recesses of the cupboard. Six years old and covered in poorly done wounds and clothing three times the size of the child, Harry James Potter exited the safety and tight comfort of the small living area that was his own. He crept silently in the dead of night, tiny bare feet barely making a sound as he made his way over to the bathroom. The soft trickle of water was the only known noise before the boy pulled back, covering his noise with one hand while the slightly tender other took in the pure pain of the scrape of his bloodied skin.
For as long as the child could remember, the stench of blood had caused him to become weak and sickly. After an incident in his kindergarten class where Dudley, his cousin, had beaten him harshly with a wooden stick. The wounds had caused the boy to pass out from the smell alone and the school had been forced to transport Harry to a qualified Doctor. Since then Harry had endured injuries that normally didn't pierce the skin, the relatives complaining that such a weakness had to be one of Harry's oddities. Soon the injury stopped the partial bleeding and Harry removed his arm from under the sink, turning the knob off.
A quick glance back into the hall gave Harry the small chance to escape the house that smelled of cleaning products. Gathering his little courage, Harry decided to step outside the house for just a moment. He sat against the porch of the backyard, the one that 'his uncle' was building. In reality, the hard labor was all on the hands of the child barely over six years of age. Maybe if he started early his Aunt would give him portions of the family breakfast. Just as he was about to begin, he could hear a cooing sound near the shed.
Curiosity killed the cat, but Harry thought, quietly as he sat in the darkness of the night on the porch that he wasn't a cat. Standing up shakily, the little boy walked quietly towards the shed. He could hear something the closer he got. Something almost faint, like a bird's song, gentle and soft that rang about a forgotten area. Slowly the boy peaked around the corner of the shed. Sitting delicately in the moist grass was the most beautiful woman like creature he'd ever seen. She looked like a mix of a human 17 year old with gracious curves and white skin. However, another glance at her told the child otherwise.
"Hi…" He whispered in a tiny voice as her snake like golden eyes rose, tears filling her eyes. "Houki…" She muttered before embracing the child in a huge hug. "Um….You're crying on me…" The innocent voice responded as Harry gently reached up to pat the woman on her shoulder where the feathers merged with her long white hair.
"Oh Houki—I found you at last." She moaned gently into his dark locks, running her hands through his hair. Hair which glowed with something on his forehead, the scar there melted away by the beaming of a light of pure gold and in it's place, Harry's hair grew to his shoulders, a soft and beautiful pale perfect snow white. Bending, the creature scooped up the child, smiling as he gazed at her sleepily and curiously.
"Who are you?" Harry whimpered as he clung his arms around the woman, sniffling lightly. "I am Kira, Houki…My Houki…" She mumbled softly as Harry felt exhaustion pulling at his soul. He could feel something was tugging at him, trying to pull him back into place. Gracefully the woman's huge angel like wings lifted her feet off of the ground and without any further incident, the pair rose high in the sky. Harry didn't last staying awake when the pair passed by one of the towers of the nearby normal church.
//6//5//4///
An aged man looked up when his charms upon a very normal house started screaming at him. Racing from his seat, he nodded to an aged red bird before sending out an emergency signal to all who were his companions in battle.
///////Another Part of the World//////////
A blonde head of gold shot up at the faint trace of power. He gasped, eyes widening in great surprise before he leapt from the famous red tower, body shifting immediately while his mind contacted those of another world.
'I can sense him….' Words echoed within the minds of many of that world as his 8 siblings rose to create a great golden light on each forehead. Almost instantly there was a joining of power amongst the racing creature as he ran faster than he'd ever run before.
///3///2///1///
"Houki…" Kira smiled sympathetically as she perched upon a black tower duplicate of the red one. Her arms held the little kirin boy like a baby, smiles echoed on her features. She could fly no further for today and would need to get the child food and water soon. He sniffled, coming closer to her body before frowning in his sleep. Kira adjusted herself so a wing covered up that portion that the tiny child took. Her kirin was back with her, and she could never depart from him again.
//0//0/////0//////
The aged wizard cast a troubled look amongst the group that had scoured the house, earning screams and cries of terror from the once sleeping occupants. The white hair did nothing but show how pale the man in purple robes was as he turned to look at a newcomer in pure black and another in red-green with long graying red-brown hair.
"Harry Potter is missing." He spoke distantly.
To Be continued…
A race, one to capture, one to destroy and one to return, all against time. Dangerous dances in the wind and fevers of blood. The Storm of Shadows, Light of Two Worlds Chapter 3.
Author Notes:
Again, I hope fans adore this but know that not much about my writing style is going to change. This is chapter 2 and I liked it. Kira found Harry after 6 years—how? By the power of his scent and her bond with him. The only reason she could and Sanchi was unable to do the same for Taiki is very simple—Wings people. Wings.
Wa—This is the title that the people of the twelve kingdoms has for Japan and the outer realm on the East side of the kingdoms. Kira was originally searching for Houki here but the scent/power of his birth brought her on a long quest to Britain.
CIAO!
