I want to remind you all of the disclaimer is in first chapter~~~
Now, let's start the story…!
X— Story's Legend —X
"Normal words with double quote mark" — Character's talking.
'Normal words with quote mark' — Character's thinking.
Normal words with underline mark — Something important.
X— Chapter 02 —X
—Part 01—
'Five years and seven months, huh?' Harry said as he stared at his reflection on the mirror on front of him.
He was naked. His towel draped on the floor around his feet. He'd turned out to be a total heartbreaker in past two years. He still remembered vividly how underdeveloped he was because Dursleys, and their unnatural hatred at magic, starving and over-working him in his childhood.
When he thought about his childhood and Dursleys treatment, it sent a mixed emotion in his mind. To be honest, he didn't mad at them anymore.
However, it didn't mean Harry had forgiven them for what they've done to him. If someone needed to be blamed, Harry thought it was Albus-with-long-ass-name-Dumbledore. That old wizard's naivety and idealistic mind, added by his rattled old mind, had messed up with his childhood, no, it was his long fourteen years live. And yet, unfortunately, he stopped blaming Albus long time ago.
From Zelretch, he had known Albus wasn't a bad or evil person. It was just his old mind meddled and close too senile for children's safety. It was indeed true Albus had a good intention for him in the old coot's heart. Unfortunately, that old wizard just looked at bigger picture in his old age.
Albus was also very secretive. His wariness made him into a paranoid individual, much more than Mad-Eye Moody, though Albus hid it well. Albus also felt it was half of his fault for the rise of two meanest Dark Lord in modern history —Gellert Grindelward and Lord Voldemort; A.K.A. Tom Marvolo Riddle— as the former was his former lover and best friend, and the later was his student under his guardianship.
Albus' life as politician made he was more controlling too. Harry couldn't blame Albus with the crap in politics the headmaster had eaten every day. To do a damage control for bunch of bigots and stupid inbreeds in Wizengamot, it would make someone flipped too.
What irked Harry was how Albus denied the most important information, tied with his well-being: The Prophecy. Yet, Harry couldn't continue blaming Albus entirely… again.
Albus had a good intention for him; to give him a childhood that every children ought to have. The aged headmaster had planned to tell him when he was ready… when it was, by the way? From Zelretch's estimation, Albus would tell Harry when he graduated from Hogwart, or at least in his age maturity when he gained his Lordship.
However, mostly, Harry and his alternate-selves found out the Prophecy around or before his fifth year.
There was also the fact that Albus Dumbledore, in all of his wisdom, decided Harry must be a martyr for Tom Riddle's reign to end, just because Voldermort accidentally made Harry as a Hocrux. There were many ways to get rid of Voldemort's piece of soul in Harry's scar.
Ranging from dripping Basilisk's venom on Harry's scar before being followed by Phoenix's tears. Letting Dementor to kiss Tom's soul out of his body. Letting Goblin-Medic extract the fragment with their brand of Magic, or the most morbid way was shooting him with Killing Curse.
Yet, again, Albus was wary old man. He couldn't afford one from many choices from before.
Albus was afraid if he used Basilisk's venom, the poison would destroy Harry's brain before he could deliver the Phoenix's Tears. Albus was afraid to let Dementor to kiss Harry, Harry's soul would be sucked too. Albus couldn't trust Goblin, putting Albus' wariness, paranoia and distrust at some individual aside. Albus knew how vicious Goblins were and he couldn't let something bad happened to Harry's young mind.
Albus' naivety and ideal about; young ones must have beautiful memory of their childhood, was sickening. It had also blocked him to go to Goblins' Medic for treating Harry's curse scar. The fact that Ritual would likely be painful made Albus shied away more than before.
Utilizing Killing Curse… well, just forget about it! No way in hell, Albus, the Leader of the Light, shoots a Killing Curse to innocent boy. In the end, Albus decided, Harry must die as a martyr by sacrificing himself! Damn! That Old Man's mind just too screwed in his old days.
The appearance of prophecy was the root of Harry's screwed live. It turned Harry as Albus' personal boy-toy. After all, Harry was the easy shortcut to end Voldemort for good.
As tired old man, it was only normal if Albus picked the easiest way available.
Harry understood Albus' burden as Supreme Mugwump, Chief-Warlock, and Headmaster of Hogwart. There was also the fact that he was nominated as Minister of Magic, but denied it and it fell to Cornelius Fudge's lap.
Very old —for human standard— and full of responsibility, no wonder Albus was desperate! There again, with Britain's Wizarding Society as it was, Albus couldn't let someone corrupt, or evil, at spot of power.
Between Albus' fault —and dare Harry says… injustice— in Harry's live, versus all the crap Harry had put on in his life, Harry should be angry to the old wizard. However, because he was an apathetic individual, he had decided to not care.
With Harry new trust issue after the betrayal he felt from Britain's Wizarding Society, the death of Hedwig and Sirius, Albus' secretiveness, and his shitty life, it was impossible for Harry to trust people blindly as his naïve eleven year old self. Hell, he couldn't sure if he could trust someone ever again.
Harry even ignored his friendship with Ron and Hermione. Harry had also indifference at the last surviving-and-loyal Marauder; Remus J. Lupin. Harry knew about Remus' problem after everything in his third year. However, Harry couldn't think clearly how he should put Remus in. Harry acknowledged himself as not prejudiced toward other sentient beings. However, for all of Remus' supposed bright mind, Remus did not have confidence to himself because his furry little problem. In other word, Remus' was a fucking COWARD!
Yet again, with the fear rooted inside Remus heart because his problem and the prejudice he gained from been a werewolf, Harry, in the end, couldn't think anything straight about it.
Harry decided to use his new approach. Cut all ties and stay indifferent.
There was also Harry's immortality too…
Harry thought it was the best of him to do that, staying away and cut all ties. Damn! How could his mind spiraled out of control just from thinking about his growth?
'Did my life just turned out to be very complicated?' Shaking his head wryly, Harry got back on the track.
Now, Harry had mixed feeling with state of his appearance. Sure, he was not as tall as how normal western men supposed to be. He was just standing on 166cm and weighed only 54Kg, and he would be like this until the end of time…
Harry realized the massive flaw he would have in very long time… He had become a midget forever!
At least, Harry was looked fit with hard but lean muscle of a swimmer, or was it a runner? Well, Harry had ran away and swim many times for his dear life, when Zelretch sent him away to alternate realities.
Thankfully, Harry did not turn out as disgusting mass of muscle.
It was because those Potions and Medicines Zelretch had provided Harry in the past. Harry had known Zelretch had stolen them all from somewhere. Remembering the quality of those Potions, Harry hoped Zelretch had stolen them all from Severus Snape and that greasy-haired bastard's alternate-selves.
Honestly Snape was just petty and immature and hypocrite. Snape had called Harry as an immature, attention-seeking, and arrogant brat, while Snape himself could not see Harry as more than James Potter's spawn… not, son of Lily… it was depressing to be honest, there was also the fact Snape had protected him in his twisted way, while belittling him in the light. Harry didn't know what he should do to the Half-Blood Prince.
Just forget about that annoying batman, okay?! Now, let's continue to his problem in hand…
Harry was glad he didn't need spectacle anymore. Thanks for some operation he had done after he came back to his full health, Harry had freed himself from useless baggage on his face. Next was another issue in his live… and it was about opposite sex…
Why must his activation of Heaven's Feel was when he was in state of healthy hormonal teenager with raging hormones and libido? Harry wanted bash his face on wall, really. Whenever he remembered that, his growing headache just worsened.
Thankfully, he didn't have fan-girls, yet. His new status as the new Fifth Lord in Mage's Association, and soon-to-be the Third Wizard Marshal after Lorelei and Zelretch, was still in secret. Everyone, except Lorelei and Zelretch, only knew him only as Zelretch's favorite apprentice.
However Harry still waited in apprehension for his status as the Fifth Lord of Mage's Association to be a public knowledge. Beside the gold-diggers and fan-girls, it was widely known Harry hated politic. No, Harry despised it and loathed Politic with his wellbeing.
Politics… Root Damn IT! Damn it to nothingness! How Albus could stayed sane —as sane as old WIZARD in his age could ever be— with the crap called politic in his old life? Oh right, Albus was already unhinged…
"I never thought you're an exhibitionist type, my dear apprentice?" an annoying familiar voice questioned suddenly.
"EEEP!" Harry shrieked loudly in very unmanly noise.
It was really embarrassing!
Harry James Potter-Black, Kaleidoscope's sane apprentice, The Secret Fifth Lords of Mage's Association, soon-to-be Third Marshal of Mage's Association, the Practitioner of Third Magic: Heaven's Feel —Harry knew it sounded arrogant, but it was truth—, just shrieked like a little girl!
'I'll kill that old blood sucker somehow!' Harry screamed in his head, feeling an impotent rage.
As apathetic individual as he was, Harry still felt impotent rage at Zelretch whenever the old vampire popped out of blue and surprised him like that, more than when Zelretch dumped him to other verses…
"So, old man, why are you in here?" Harry asked the old bastard after he regained his temper.
Zelretch crimson eyes lit up with something Harry could not put his hand on. Harry immediately put his guard on. "There~ there~ no need to be tense, my dear favorite apprentice", Zelretch chided innocently. Harry just sent flat stare at the Practitioner of Second Magic. After all of craps Harry found himself experienced in the past, he could not be fooled by the old bastard's mask anymore. Harry had enough of mind-crippling Field Study.
"Your expression just said your intention plainly!"
"What intention?" Zelretch feigned innocence, of which failed to success.
"So where is it? Are you trying to dump me in another weird dimension again? A dimension where there are alien-kind of girls and I need to be a playboy and made them fall in love with me to save the world?" Harry questioned with dry humor. However, he felt his stomach twisted and crunched when he saw Zelretch's crimson-eyes lit up like Prana infused Ruby.
"Hmmmm... Date A Live universe, it was good place to loosen you up a little bit. Those spirit girls were cute too. Yes, my dear apprentice truly needs to get laid." Zelretch paused, rubbing his chin with a thoughtful expression for brief seconds, "I'm also curious about the Sephira and Qlypha crystal; the source of their power. The so called wizard of that world is also intriguing. Their technology can make some field that acts like bastardized version of Marble Phantasm. It was inferior with many limitations, of course. But, with the lack of magical presence in that world, it is astounding nonetheless."
Harry growled when he saw Zelretch expectant look aimed at him. Harry knew what will come next!
"Take care, my dear favorite apprentice!" Zelretch said. He was too cheerful for Harry's comfort. Zelretch waved his hand in exaggeration at his apprentice with wide grin on his face.
Before Harry could react, Harry felt a fleeting feeling like he was whisked away by wind. He immediately cursed, "SHIIIIIIIII—" and vanished before he could finish his curse to the face of the source of his annoyance in past few years.
When Harry had disappeared from his own room and was still naked, Zelretch wide grin shifted into soft, fond smile. Out of nowhere a briefcase appeared on Zelretch's hand and he threw it to where Harry stood a little moment ago.
Just like Harry, the briefcase disappeared without sound or flash of mysterious light. It vanished as if it wasn't existed in the first place.
"You really need to open your heart for other, or you will end up as the bane of your existence. Hopefully she will be the true match for you. Heh~ I'm nailing two annoyance with single overpowered fin curse! Give your applause readers! Bwahahahaha", the Old Man of Jewel cackled insanely.
In blink of an eye, Harry's room was empty once again as if no one had been in here.
—Part 02—
"—IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIT!" Harry's curse finally ended as Zelretch had finished teleporting him to a... Forest?
'Really?' Harry immediately schooled himself, trying to nurse his broken dignity. Harry created a clothes with Conjuration to cover his body and stretched his sense widely, trying to find nearby threat.
Few moments later, after he was sure there wasn't any threat around, Harry found out he was in a forest with rich quantity of Mana around him. No, actually, the Mana was coming from somewhere else… as if it came from somewhere far away underground.
There was also a barrier powered by local Leyline which the usage was to repel spirit.
'Where the bastard sent me this time? Did he really send me to Date A Live Universe? Weird name for an alternate reality'.Harry mused silently.
Suddenly something hard and heavy dropped on Harry's head, stopping his observation. Harry had been preparing his Magic Core for sudden ambush and nearly unleashed it all because the sudden assault.
When Harry found who or what in the hell that dared attacking him, and found out it was actually a briefcase, he calmed considerably. Harry knew for sure it was Zelretch's fault and decided forgetting it for his sanity's health.
Harry took the briefcase with anxiety and apprehension. He saw paper with the briefcase and read it. Then, he blinked his eyes. He found out a simple house in front of him, standing between two old and imposing trees.
He was sure there was nothing in here before.
It then clicked in Harry mind. 'A Fidelius Charm. Honestly?' Harry mused in dry amusement, though his face was always in its neutral façade. He looked at the house for small moment. 'Who knows what that senile old vampire prepared for me inside of that house…?' Shaking his head, Harry decided to enter with his guard up and Magic Core ready to provide him with Prana he needed.
He saw the inner-part of the house. It was simple like a western apartment. Harry saw shoe rack near the front door. There was a pair of sneakers and black leather shoes. When Harry looked the pairs in scrutiny, he found it was actually his.
Harry held urge to bash his head on nearby wall. However, when he saw pair of horrid pink slippers with tits image on the soles, Harry banged his head on the wall without mercy, hoping the headache would go away in instant, or exchanged with pain from the hard wall.
Just trust Zelretch to put something as absurd as that to rile him up.
Calming down, Harry then moved in the long hall that ended with blurry glass door. As he opened the sliding glass door, he found out it was a bathroom. The bathroom was small sized with a shower, a sink, and small bathtub for one person. Everything was painted in light color.
Satisfied with the bathroom, Harry checked another door —on the right one of the glass door— and saw feminine looking room, painted in purple and golden color.
Harry knew this room was not his, but for whom he was still unsure. Now, Harry thought about it… Did Zelretch planned he would life in this house with someone else? Harry immediately felt apprehension and moved to other room, next to the female room.
This one clearly his room as there was green and silver color in it. The room was plain with a small bed and a study desk. There was a wardrobe for his clothes. When Harry checked it he saw his clothes already in there. Harry just shook his head and ignored how Zelretch could get his clothes under heavily warded wardrobe in his bedroom, in Clock Tower. Harry then checked the other door, facing his bedrooms' door.
He found out it connected to dining-room with small kitchen. The dining room was medium-sized with a polished mahogany table and four chairs. The chairs looked comfortable. Harry was glad it was comfortable. He glanced at the ceiling and found a small chandelier with magical candles, giving an illuminating soft light around the room. It was easy to deduct the candles as magical as it did not melt like normal candle. The candles were also rich of Prana. He bet Zelretch stole it from his home dimension, or alternate dimension of his universe.
Next, Harry checked the kitchen. The place where he found himself at ease, beside his workshop.
The only good thing he got from Dursley was his love to cook. When he found out how calming cooking when Dursleys did not watch him like starved vultures. He found out he loved cooking and made it as his personal relaxation. There was also empty room next to dining-room/kitchen and he immediately knew it was his workshop.
As Harry entered his bedroom, he finally remembered the briefcase that he brought in. He sat silently on the comfortable green couch in his room and put the briefcase on the desk.
When Harry unlocked the briefcase and opened it, he found a… journal?
Blinking owlishly, Harry took the journal and opened it.
"Fifth Holy Grail War in Multiverses"
Harry blinked as he read the tidy hand writing. He knew about Grail War because he found it was interesting and had studied it beforehand. What Harry liked the most about the war was the existence of Servants; A Heroic Spirit.
Of course he would like it, after all the branch of magic he researched involving around soul.
After making himself comfortable for long time reading, Harry then continued his reading… until morning greeted him.
—Part 03—
When Harry found out Zelretch had enrolled him to local High School, saying he was annoyed was understatement. He hoped at least that old bastard would discuss it first with him. Harry was not acting like spoiled child or something in the same line. However, he did have bad memories about his previous schools and it was only normal if he felt wary for other school.
Honestly, Harry memory in his Elementary School was dark and gloomy, not rainbow and sunshine. Dudley and his gang was the bane of his childhood's existence. Furthermore, what he had forced to endure in Hogwart was much far worse. Every year was horrible in some twisted ways.
Unfortunately, Harry had calmed himself and thought it like a rational man after he read Zelretch's reason for enrolling him. Yes, you read it right! Zelretch had slipped a note in the journal for Harry. Harry had found the note after he finished early quarter of the journal.
Oh, Harry loved Occlumency and Memory Partition so much. It proved to be useful after he had become proficient those two under Zelretch's mind-rattling guidance. It helped him with processing information faster and easier multitasking his mind.
In the note Zelretch had left, the vampire told him he was third year student in Homurahara High School for cultural exchange program. How the old bastard had done it, he did not want to know! Furthermore, it was seemed odd for senior student to be in cultural exchange program, however, Harry decided to ignore it… thinking what inside that old bastard's head was unsafe for his already abused sanity.
In his note, Zelretch had elaborated why he enrolled Harry in that school.
It seems, some major players in Fifth Grail War were students of that school. Because of that, Harry couldn't decline it as it was for his own good.
Because the rarity of Magus in Fuyuki city, there were only three names he might lock his eyes on.
Tohsaka, Matou —formerly Makiri—, and Emiya. There was also Einzbern —to his annoyance—, but they only have a land with castle for the sake participating in the war.
Speaking about Einzbern, Harry's mind drifted to the problem that German Magus Family had given him in the past.
Somehow, Einzbern had found about the Sorcerer of Heaven's Feel outside of their family. The head of family had used his power and status in Clock Tower to found who it was. It made Zelretch to disclose Harry's status as Sorcerer of Third Magic to the head of family, which name he didn't bother to remember.
Actually, that bastard just entered the room where Einzbern's representation stayed in the Clock Tower and opened the can full of worm so to speak, just for his amusement. The Einzbern demanded Harry to be given to them, and Harry denied and fought it back. Harry knew what would happen to him if Einzbern got their hand on him. Heck, even Zelretch knew about it.
When the problem became dire, Zelretch had defended Harry and by Root, Zelretch maybe unhinged, senile old bastard, but he really did a good job to protect someone under his care. In this case, it was Harry.
In the end, Einzbern was forced to retreat. However, Harry knew what Zelretch had done to him that time was another test, just like usual. Honestly, that senile od vampire had done many things that left Harry felt awkward around many individual in Clock Tower and most of them were female. Somehow, his mind told him to look at his back when he was alone with an Einzbern.
It made Harry shivered whenever he remembered those memories… ranging from teleported into Lorelei's bathroom when she was taking shower, locked together with Ms. Blue and their front were glued together while they were naked, dumped into the Puppet Mistress' secret room where she hid her BDSM tools and was caught before he could manually run away… He really didn't want to remember it, dammit!
Now, back to Einzbern's problem… until now, Harry didn't know what they have planned for him. He knew they wouldn't let it slide just like that. Magi were stubborn bastard, more if something they wanted just happen to be on front of them; in hand's reach. However, Harry had inkling feeling Zelretch tried to mess with him somehow and this time he used Einzbern for his amusement.
Actually, Harry didn't care about Einzbern. He wasn't a helpless child anymore and he could massacre Einzbern if he wished. He wasn't being arrogant, but with nigh unlimited Prana in his disposal and many curses, hexes and jinxes he had studied and mastered, he was sure he could hold himself in fight.
However, in the end, he didn't care about them and they could do whatever they wanted as long as it wasn't pulled him in to.
Now, back to Harry's previous thoughts. To him, they were not a problem for him. All of them were nothing but a crippled old Magus family. There were of course Einzbern and Matou that barked louder than the other two. All in all, Holy Grail was just like walk in park for him, or what he thought at first.
Also… From the journal he found something disturbing. First was the Grail's System itself.
The omnipotent device that rumored to grant any wish of the winner of the war was nothing but a Hoax. A hoax hidden behind another bigger hoax! At first, the Grail War was a ritual devised by Einzbern, Tohsaka, and Makiri to open a path to the Root.
It needed a fuel of sixty years accumulated Prana from local Leylines, added with soul sacrifice of seven Spirits. The spirits themselves weren't brazen spirits one could find in a street. They must be powerful, and what could be more powerful than Heroic Spirit of Legends.
Thus, with Zelretch's help and Makiri's binding Magecraft, the existence of Servants came to Grail's system.
Unfortunately, they needed a Magi to Operate the Spirits and acted as their Master. Thus, the existence of Masters came to war.
However, they needed the Masters and Servants to go with their plan without knowing the truth behind their involvement. In the end, they spread a rumor about the Omnipotent device that could grant any wish.
For Harry, it wasn't far from truth as generally Magi's wish was to reach Akasha. Unfortunately, something happened that twisted the Core of the Grail.
In Third War, Einzbern who left frustrated because they were always lose, cheated at the war and summoned Avenger-Class servant. There was the root of problem itself. The Servant Einzbern had summoned was somehow had connection with Angra Mainyu, the God of Evil and Wickedness, the All World's Evil given form.
True, Avenger could be powerful Servant, an entity to be feared, but it needed time. Unfortunately, Avenger was killed first and his essence perverted the Greater Grail.
The journal then told him about the Fourth War; a war where Angra Mainyu essence had become powerful and tried to unleash All World's Evil.
The evil entity showed himself in front of Kiritsugu Emiya, the Magus Killer and Master of Saber, in a perverted image of Kiritsugu's late wife and Fourth Lesser Grail; Irisveil von Einzbern.
Knowing the true form of Greater Grail, Kiritsugu commanded Saber to destroy Holy Grail before Angra Mainyu could be resurrected. Unfortunately, Kiritsugu in his haste and desperation had never thought about the backlash of sixty years accumulated Prana and sacrifices from the Servants in Third war and other five sacrifices from Fourth War. Hell on earth was what Kiritsugu got.
The massive power from perverted Greater Grail ripped a hole in the sky and spewed evil given form, an abyss colored tar. It burned and destroyed everything in its path.
That disaster was known as Fuyuki's Great Fire that killed more than 500 souls.
Amid the disaster, Kiritsugu tried to find a survivor. He found one; a red haired, broken boy named Shirou, of which later becomes the existence known as Shirou Emiya who would become World's lynchpin, ending the existence of perverted Greater Grail and Angra Mainyu inside of it… or how it should be.
In this reality, Kiritsugu could not find any survivor because he chose other path than the one that guided him to Shirou, in other multiverses. Because of that, the broken boy died in fire and the world needed its savior. There was where Harry would fit in…
When Harry finally understood what Zelretch needed from him, his apprehension rose onto new level.
When Harry thought he finally found a peace after everything which happened in his home dimension, he never thought he had exchanged his dangerous life from a constant threat of deluded mad-wizard with something far bigger, in global-scale.
In laymen term, Harry was screwed.
Thankfully, Harry knew Heaven's Feel and it was his trump card for this ordeal. Now, Harry understood, why Zelretch had dumped him in those realities with his life on the stake every time. That old bastard had given him survival training and what was the best teacher beside real death and life experience itself?
He felt Zelretch just like Albus for brief moments before Harry banished that horrifying Idea. At least, Zelretch was not naïve and idealistic like Albus Dumbledore. Also, Zelretch had trained him and showed his care in his own way, of which resulted in something old Harry would not ever dream of.
Just think about it! Becoming an immortal with limitless supply of energy? It was Voldemort biggest dream and Harry got it before the mad-wizard. Oh, it almost looked like a poetic justice.
Harry shook his head, clearing his mind from the massive influx of information he got last night. This time, he was standing in front of mirror with Homurahara's uniform.
"Oh, dear, you look horrifying with that trash!-!"
Harry deadpanned at the mirror.
Just trust Zelretch to place a magical talking mirror in his room, an annoying one on that!
He had tried to banish the mirror with everything he could do, but it was proven to be futile. Well, he had yet to destroy the mirror with Prana blast with capacity to erase Fuyuki City in instant… but, he decided against it. However, Harry could agree with the mirror for once.
Homurahara's uniform was horrifying. Harry swore this was one of Zelretch's prank to him.
Homurahara's uniform was tight with shit-brown colored theme. The uniform consisted by long sleeved jacket and pair of trousers. Again, it was shit-brown!
"Unfortunately, I agree with you this time."
"Of course dear. After all, I'm all-knowing magical mirror."
"Well, then, I'm off."
"Silly boy, you don't need to say it to me. I'm just magical mirror after all. Ufufufufu~".
'Damn it!' Harry felt silly and stupid as he talked with the mirror, forgetting what it was for small moments and mistaking it as human. Now Harry felt embarrassment.
He was sure Zelretch had placed an untraceable video camera somewhere in his room for occasion such as this! That old bastard got another laughing material from his expense and Harry hated every second of it.
Harry finally got out from his house under Fidelius Ward, walked silently under the cloudy sky of Fuyuki city. From his hidden home in Mt. Enzo to Homurahara high School, he estimated it was around thirty minutes on feet.
Harry saw how Fuyuki city at morning. It was just like another country in the middle of winter season. The air was cold. The sky was gloomy. There wasn't any greenery around him. Just death-like floras because the cold climate.
He continued his path in silence. He didn't care about the passerby as his mind thought back about what he had read from the journal. More importantly, what filled his mind was the data about Heroic Spirits in the war, in other realities.
The default servants were, a gender-bend King Arthur; Arturia Pendragon as Saber.
Cú Culainn as Lancer.
Medusa as Rider.
Sasaki Kojirou as Fake-Assassin or Hassan-i-Sabbah; the Old Man of Mountain as True Assassin.
Medea as Caster.
Hercules as Berserker.
And finally, Counter Guardian EMIYA as Archer.
There was also anomaly such as incarnated Gilgamesh. Thankfully, the King of Uruk was still tied to the Grail System. Assassin was also wild card. It could be Sasaki Kojirou, or Hassan-I-Sabbah, or both, or other Servant as he could ever care…
Each one was good and powerful in their own right. However, Counter Guardian EMIYA and Gilgamesh were the most dangerous from the eight Servants in the war... He ousted Arturia Pendragon because Kiritsugu Emiya had died.
Harry needed a plan to counter them… Harry shook his head, clearing his mind from the hasty thought... It was still two weeks away and he could take it easy for now.
However, Harry mind couldn't stay idle and he thought about each Servant's past. Everyone was tragic, but Medea's past was the only one which was close from his own past. It was kind of ironic and he could relate himself with the poor witch... Hell, he wasn't sure but he had inkling feeling he would be, at least, civil with Medea if he ever met her… of course, as long as the Magus from Age of God wasn't trying to kill him.
Harry snapped from his mussing as he found he had arrived at Homuraha and he marveled at the sight of the school's building.
It was just like normal Japanese school with massive main building and had multiple floors with open roof. Harry held back the urge to sigh. 'let's see what wait me in this place', Harry mused silently as he entered the school's gate. Teacher office was his destination.
Okay… his school day officially was started...
—Part 04—
Green eyes were watching the beautiful golden afternoon sky. The untamed black hair belonged to the owner of those eyes was swept away by sunset's gentle breeze. His posture was straight and full of confidence, befitting of his status as Lord of Mage's Association and Candidate of Third Wizard Marshal of Clock Tower, even those two information were basically still a secret.
Magi who did not know who Harry was, would not believe on that. It was also hard to believe for them who knew him as Sorcerer of Third Magic that he was actually a permanent-looking seventeen years old boy. Well, there was an old saying; never judge a book from its cover, and Harry was the true example of that.
Suddenly, Harry posture slouched as if the weight of world dropped on his small shoulders. His handsome face shifted into that of annoyance.
Here was the image of Harry James Potter-Black, the favorite apprentice of Wizard Marshal Zelretch, who fell for one of his master harmless prank. At least physically harmless. Mentally... It was different matter altogether.
Harry had lived as normal student for cultural exchange program for two weeks. It was peaceful. Too calm for his liking, but he welcomed it nonetheless. There was no Zelretch or his prank in daily Harry's life.
Harry was glad and happy to be left alone and foolishly hoped this beautiful day could continue… yes, he had foolishly tempted fate and the fate had proven herself as ugly bitch!
This day, in lunch break, he met Luviagelita Edelfet —of all Magi from Clock Tower— in cafeteria full of students.
What ensued next Harry hoped never happened.
Just like her usual dignified heiress of old Magus Family, she gave her courtesy to someone with highest status than her —Luviagelita knew him as Apprentice of Kaleidoscope and Sorcerer of True Magic— and opened the can full of worms, well not the worm tied with Moonlit World at least. Everyone just believed he was royalty or some kind of it.
After that, the school's rumor mill had done its job and he felt like how his new day in Hogwart again.
The hushed whispers of he was a prince searching for his soul-mate to land of the sun spread over Homurahara High School like wildfire. Harry could not walk in peace without students whispered something absurd about him or look at him like he was alien, or with greed.
Honestly, how could they get the idea he was actually a rich young Lord in Britain Isle? Well, it was close from truth, but it was still rumor the students' body made of.
Actually it was more than that. What made Harry felt uncomfortable was Rin Tohsaka's manic, calculating look every time she saw him. She had tried to corner him after the lunch, but he always succeeded throwing Rin away in a loop.
Harry had sent subtle suggestion on Rin and Obliviate her and abuse her mind as much as he cared. Until before today, Harry was safe from the Second Owner of Fuyuki City; the annoying pig-tailed she-devil, but he knew it wouldn't be last forever…
Damn! Too much for his peaceful live. Everyone had become wary of him and teachers had acted as if he was the director of school itself. It was ridiculous! At least, Soichirou Kuzuki was still his usual self and Harry was glad for it.
Speaking about Kuzuki, the former assassin had already known about Harry status as Magus and other else. After all, Kuzuki was his martial arts teacher and sparring partner in past week.
Harry found how hard to hide something from Kuzuki's sharp senses. Harry didn't want start something before The Grail War itself officially started because he was too lazy and took the calmer route.
It was funny how Harry met with the Assassin ten days ago. Kuzuki had known Harry was not normal from his posture and breathing alone. After the class, Kuzuki asked Harry in this same roof and they exchanged words.
Kuzuki had agreed to be Harry's instructor after he heard Harry's reason. The assassin seemed happy that his skill could be useful not in the way of killing other. Of course Kuzuki showed his happiness in his own way. No way the cold teacher suddenly jumping around like a child getting a gift from Santa Claus. It would freak every students and teachers.
Well, Harry reason to be Kuzuki's pupil was for self-defense so he couldn't be useless when Zelretch dumped him to some dangerous universe, and Kuzuki was none the wiser. After that, they always have session after school and Harry had excelled under Kuzuki's tutelage.
To be frank, Kuzuki's Snake-like martial arts really suited for Harry because his agility. Kuzuki also stated Harry was a natural warrior, someone who was born to fight, something made Harry feeling annoyance because it reminded Harry of his supposed Fate; ending Madman's reign.
Harry had told Kuzuki how the Assassin could use his talent for good of other as Clock Tower enforcer who hunted dangerous Sealing Designation. What Kuzuki needed to stay in even ground against the inhabitants of Moonlit World was enhancement and Kuzuki could get it if he had sponsor… Harry had contacted Lorelei about Kuzuki and the Director of Clock Tower was still thinking about it.
Harry thought Kuzuki would be best becoming Enforcer under The Wizard Marshal Lorelei than Wizard Marshal Zelretch…
Actually, did Zelretch even had underlings in his militaristic power as Wizard Marshal?
Probably not…
Now, enough about Harry's school live in past two weeks and Soichirou Kuzuki's history. Let's back to the main plot…
It was no use to mope about what happened today. Harry exhaled a breath to clear his mind. It was time for going home. He looked down and saw the disturbing sight in alley. He knew of it for two weeks, almost every day. No! It happened every day, sometime more than once a day.
There was a purple haired girl ganged by three male students. She was beautiful and very developed for first year. However, he could not find a light in her pupil less violet eyes. In other word, she was just like doll… BROKEN!
Harry had found out about this in his first day. That time, she was used by four different boys on the roof he is currently staying, all of those boys were Shinji Matou's sidekicks.
He was curious about Rin Tohsaka's reaction… did she already know about this? He cleared his mind and continued his musings.
It was funny sight when Harry found out about that and how the boys acted like deer in highlights. However, Harry stayed in silent and they dragged the girl to other place, continuing their disturbed session.
After that, Harry put some subtle wards around the roof, which was not even Tohsaka heiress could feel it, and took the roof as his personal territory. Harry then snapped from brief flash back and stared at the ugly sight on the ground.
The purple haired beauty did not even twitch as her asshole, pussy and mouth were abused by the animals in human skin. There were other three boys watching with animalistic glint in their eyes and one of them; the blue haired one, was supposedly her big brother and yet he watched with sick glee as his sister was being used like a whore.
Harry watched with apathetic eyes as the fuckers released one by one and painted her with their disgusting semen. Before the girl could regain her breathing and lost energy, the other two and her brother immediately fucked her. Harry continued to watch as the blue haired piece of shit shoved his small dick in the poor girl's mouth and fucked her mouth with reckless abandon.
The other two sophomore immediately rammed their dick in her anal and vaginal orifice, following the blue haired student example.
Later, they finally released on her and drenched her with their disgusting white liquids. They left the girl alone without word, and ditched her as if she was nothing but a disposable item they could use as they wish.
The five pieces of shit thanked the blue haired piece of rotten shit in human form, after what they've done to the young girl. Harry watched the girl blankly as she took a towel from her bag. The girl then cleaned herself without word. Harry felt something shifted in his heart when he saw her… it was empathy.
At that moment, without warning, she looked up at him. He immediately steeled himself back.
Mysterious Green met blank lifeless purple. Harry immediately threw his face away.
A little piece of his heart felt pity to Sakura Matou.
Because the absence of Shirou Emiya, the broken girl was utterly… broken, almost impossible from salvation. The merciful fate for her was death, than be a vessel of Zouken Matou, or Creator forbids, the All World's Evil.
The only way she could life on was a miracle… and Harry found it would be difficult for her to get one…
Harry decided to speed up his plan to kill both Zouken and Sakura, preventing the Matou heiress to be the Lesser Grail if she turned into her berserk state. It would be complicated if unstable Sakura became Lesser Grail's vessel.
With that in mind, Harry left the roof and school. He planned to text Kuzuki on the way to tell the Assassin he couldn't visit Ryūdō Temple later that night.
He had big plan for tonight… though, unknown by Harry, his plan would need to wait little longer because he would surprisingly meet someone later that night…
X— To Be Continued —X
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