A/N: HOLY CRAP look at all these followers and favorites the day I published this. Damn. Okay. Let's continue. Chapter contains mentions of child abuse!

Chapter 1

Harry continued walking until ten feet ahead of him, the presence was strong as ice. He stared up at a tall figure looking down on him with shadow covering the eyes. The figure was female, with pink hair, and blood red eyes. His eyes squinted as he felt his hands wriggled behind him.

"Who are you?" Harry said while staring at the figure.

"I'm Lucy. You're one of my kind."

Harry stared in disbelief as he touched his horns on the side of his head. Lucy's blood red eyes flared in the sun light as Harry took three steps backwards having an uncomfortable feeling about this. But it was a coincidence to find another person that is his type. His type. What was a person like Harry called? He continued staring at Lucy to see how she could be his type. The horns. Her horns….were gone. All Harry could see was a bit of the horns as if a chunk was chopped off each one.

"M-my kind?" Harry stuttered nervously.

Harry continued staring at Lucy who was wearing a rather dirty outfit that looked like it was worn for years. She wore a black dress, a pink undershirt, and grey striped stockings.

"Yes. You're a diclonius," Lucy said coldly was Harry felt his seven hands wave around feeling the need to attack.

"A what?!" Harry said in a half growl. Diclonius sounded alien like and offensive and Harry was definitely not an alien. What felt like a possession gave him the urge to attack. No. Kill.

Lucy smirked as her several sets of hands waved in the air dodging towards Harry. That's when his instincts kicked him inside. His felt his hands dodging towards the pink headed girl. Lucy felt a wave of power throw her into the air as she struggled to release more of her hands.

"Heh heh, your vectors must be longer than mine. And stronger," Lucy laughed still being levitated into the air.

Harry paused as he felt his hands squeeze the girl tighter. Lucy choked and gasped for breath as Harry's vectors continued sinking in. Harry then dropped her from the high height causing Lucy to to scratch herself and bleed from the previous scars she's received in her past life. But vectors sounded odd to Harry. What the bloody hell were vectors?

"What are those?" Harry asked referring to his flying hands squeezing Lucy by the neck.

"They are your powers of course. The extra set of hands that can kill off an opponent within a limited range of meters," Lucy explained.

"Then I can kill you?" Harry asked in a half serious and curious tone. More like serious.

Lucy felt more blood spill from her body as Harry's vectors sunk in deeper as young Harry smirked at her torture and pain.

"This is fun!" Harry laughed in his head while smiling.

"WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING FREAK?!" Harry turned around to see his cousin and his goons staring in horror ready to report this to the head of the school. Dudley paused as soon as he saw Harry with his extra pair of arms raising Lucy in the air.

Harry released Lucy out of his vectors while giving a death stare to Dudley.

"W-what…...w-was...that?!" Dudley stammered while shaking.

Lucy brushed the dirt from her while keeping her blood red eyes on Harry who slowly walked towards his cousin as Dudley and his friends backed away.

"Don't come any closer!" Piers shouted in fear.

"Would you like to see for yourself?" Harry rasped as his vectors aimed towards his cousin. Lucy acted immediately as soon as Harry's vectors barely touched an inch on Dudley.

"THAT'S ENOUGH!" Lucy shouted grabbing Harry's waist with her vectors.

"Let's get out of here!" Dudley shouted running away from Harry and Lucy leaving the two by themselves.

Lucy raised Harry in the air as he kicked while his vectors struggled to break free and attack. Lucy then released her vectors dropping Harry to the ground. Harry poked around for his fallen glasses as his pupils went back to a normal size. Shaking his head and brushing dirt off his face, Harry squinted for his glasses until he felt the cold touch of the lenses. Placing his glasses on, he stared back at Lucy who gave him her death stare.

"You…." Harry breathed ruffling his hair in place.

"You see now. You see what you're capable of?" Lucy rasped.

Harry touched his horns as he felt his vectors act up again.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you," Lucy said as Harry tilted his head in confusion and disappointment.

"Why not?" Harry asked.

"Your kind, and my kind, are the kind that is a threat to the human species. Humans here search and kill our kind without hesitation. We Diclonii are tortured and slaughtered by humans to prevent us from destroying their kind."

Harry's eyes widened as soon as the Dursleys abuse came to his mind. Could they have possibly known that he was a diclonius. Is it the reason why they abuse him all because of his heritage and his horns?

"Am….I…...a monster?" Harry questioned.

Lucy smirked, "It's what the humans call us."

"But….I always have this feeling…..to…...kill…." Harry breathed.

"It's what our purpose of a diclonius is. We destroy mankind to create a species of our own," Lucy continued. "Our powers make us special though. An extra set of hands reaching within meters and the ability to sense other Diclonii."

Harry knew where this was going. She was another one of his kind. She could raise him to be a true diclonius. Harry had enough of the Dursleys and how they keep on calling him a freak while treating him like vermin.

"Do…...you think I can run away with you? And we can find other…..whatever it we are called?" Harry asked.

Lucy frowned while giving her death stare again. How could she trust someone who just tried to kill her?

"Don't you like it where you live?" Lucy questioned while eyeing Harry suspiciously.

Harry frowned and shook his head. He hated the hell he was living in.

"There are people out there that are after me? And do you think I'm capable of protecting those I love?" Lucy asked.

Harry had the same feeling she was having. Can they learn to trust and protect each other without tempting to kill each other.

"I….guess. I hate it where I'm living," Harry grunted.

"Then I shall see for myself," Lucy growled as she looked further into Harry's appearance. He was awfully skinny and small for his age. His clothes were baggy and he didn't have anything to cover his horns. In which Lucy assumed he wished he wanted to hide them in the first place.

…

It was at the end of the day with Harry in Lucy's sight and senses. Petunia gazed at her son with a worrisome look after he refused to get in the car.

"Don't worry Duders! I won't let this horned freak hurt you!" Petunia comforted as she gave Harry a suspicious glare. What has the horned freak done now?

Lucy raised an eyebrow as she eyed Petunia Dursley suspiciously. She could already see the harm being done. But she already wasn't going to let Harry suffer her fate.

…

Dinner time rolled around as Harry prepared the food for the Dursleys. Lucy remained outside hidden in a bush while she listened to how Harry was doing with his family.

"Freak! Hurry up before you burn the house down!" Harry's uncle Vernon yelled.

"Yes Uncle!" Harry said as he quickly rushed over dropping ham on Vernon's plate.

"Now move!" Vernon shouted shoving Harry to the ground causing himself to collapse onto the hot frying pan. Harry rubbed his red arm as he picked up the pan putting it back onto the stove.

"Now Duders, how was school?" Vernon asked turning to Dudley as he stared at Harry quivering.

"The horned freak…." Dudley breathed as anxiety was acting up in his body. Petunia walked over to Dudley ruffling his hair to comfort him while Vernon eyed Harry suspiciously.

"He…...he has powers. He made my friend fly! There were clear extra hands….." Dudley continued nervously as Harry's eyes went wide. Harry slowly stepped backwards before another ugly thing was about to happen.

"Just as I predicted," Vernon growled. "The horned freak is a monster."

Lucy in the meantime was hearing all of this. The Dursleys were just as bad as the people who tortured her. She was alone in a dark place where she felt like she was being suffocated. The more diclonius there are, the more bad luck there's gonna be. Lucy felt the urge to dodge right into the house and simply take the boy and bring him to a happier place she considered.

"We shouldn't of taken him in Petunia. He's a monster. A horned freak!" Vernon said as he stood up on his chair pulling the belt from his pants.

Harry breathed anxiously he ran for his cupboard. Vernon unfortunately ruined his plans by grabbing Harry's long shirt and shoving him to the ground with his giant foot on Harry's back. Lucy felt her pupils go small again as anger flooded her body.

The windows of the Dursley household suddenly burst into shards of glasses as the entire Dursley family screamed. The wind was blowing everywhere and rain clouds thundered outside. A pink haired girl entered the home of the Dursleys as a shadow hid the girl's eyes. An extra set of hands flew into the air as the girl's blood red eyes flared in anger at the Dursleys.

"Mummy! That's what the hands looked like from Harry! That's what they looked like I swear!" Dudley shouted as Petunia breathed in fear.

"Lucy!" Harry exclaimed getting up to his feet running towards the diclonius.

Anger flared in Lucy's mind as he vectors stretched out clinging Vernon to the wall.

"You freak! You know this monster?!" Vernon shouted as he gasped for breath.

"PLEASE! LET MY HUSBAND GO! JUST TAKE THE BOY!" Petunia pleaded with tears streaming down her face. Dudley stayed behind his mother while fearing for his father's life.

"You…" Lucy growled recognizing the snobby voice of a girl.

Harry tilted his head in confusion as if Lucy somehow knew his aunt.

"My freakish sister and you ruined my life!" Petunia growled stomping her foot.

"Don't call Lily Potter of freak in front of me!" Lucy growled as her vectors swung towards Petunia.

"Wait!" Harry shouted stopping Lucy from going anywhere near his aunt. "You knew my mother?!" Harry asked as his emerald eyes shined in front of Lucy giving her grief and sorrow.

"Yes. She died a tragic death…" Lucy said as her voice went from angry to calm. She released Vernon from her vectors as he fell the ground angrily.

"I forbid you to tell him!" Vernon boomed.

"They were murdered by a wizard you fraud!" Lucy shouted.

"Murdered?! You said my parents died in a car crash!" Harry hissed glaring at his aunt.

"Of course! My perfect sister being the star of everything! I saw her for what she really was. A freak!" Petunia hissed as Harry's eyes widened. Maybe this was the reason why she and her husband treated Harry like crap.

"You liar! You're the true freak! Hurting your own sister's son after she risked everything for him! You're ungrateful yourself for being unappreciative to your sister. You're the true monster!" Lucy growled.

"He's one of your kind! She turned him into a monster to harm our family!" Petunia exclaimed pointing at Harry's horns.

"That's a different story," Lucy stated as soon as what looked like an expression of guilt surged her face. She grabbed Harry's wrist as she walked towards the broken glass.

"You two won't being seeing you nephew again!"

….

"Are you crazy?!" Harry exclaimed as Lucy continued grabbing his wrist tightly.

"No one offends Lily Potter! Especially since she's your mother!" Lucy growled as she marched out of 4 Privet Drive.

"But….how do you know my mother?!" Harry asked as Lucy remained silent while glaring angrily at the distance ahead of her. How could Lily's own horrid sister lie to her own nephew like that? Even if he's different. Guilt surged her mind as soon as the mention of horns on Harry's head came to her mind. There was a reason why he had them. It had to do with Lily Potter and her association with her.

Rain poured down on the two as Lucy looked around for shelter. It was miles for the two as they continued walking. Lucy guided Harry towards an abandoned warehouse as she lead Harry inside the dark and musty place.

The two sat down next to each other as they gave each as much warmth as possible. Lucy remembered Kohta saying that if you stay outside for too long in the cold, you'll catch a cold. She chuckled at the memory of Kohta until she left him that night. It has been eleven years since she's seen him.

"Hey, thanks for saving me…." Harry said as soon as the memories faded away as Lucy gazed her focus on Harry. His emerald green eyes shined as Lucy's memory of Lily Potter filled her mind. Harry deserved to know the truth. He must know.

"Harry. I'm sure your relatives said nothing about who your parents truly were?" Lucy asked in a sweeter tone.

"No. They avoided me as much as possible," Harry replied as Lucy nodded.

"I think I should tell you about your parents and who they really were."