Getting down from the roof Harry and Meiko's corpse had taken residence upon had been far harder than Harry had originally thought. Whenever asked how he got down Harry would say "I had the great idea of jumping down into an alley and used my kagune to slow my fall." that was a lie, in reality Harry had been looking over the edge of the building and tripped.

One moment Harry had been leaning over the edge gazing at the alleyway four stories down, the next Harry was falling at an alarmingly fast rate towards the concrete below. Harry's terrified response to gravity's pull, throwing his hands up in terror, served to save him from some very broken bones.

The fear and adrenaline activated his kagune, which stabbed into the opposite wall. Harry, being six, didn't have a firm grasp on the concepts surrounding physics, that was why when his body swung under his kagune and indented itself in the wall Harry hadn't been anywhere near prepared.

If he wasn't a half ghoul Harry would probably have a few less teeth and a couple broken bones.

Feeling his back hit the concrete ground Harry let out a sigh. He was alive so that was good, but his everything hurt. Harry layed there for awhile, he had no idea how long he spent there exactly, before he began to pick himself up from the ground.

Harry's muscles protested painfully as he tried to stand up. "Owwwww." Harry moaned standing up straight. "I'm hungry." Harry said softly to himself, Harry's eyes widened when he realized what that meant.

Harry had a hankering for humans.

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Two hours later found Harry fending off yet another hungry ghoul, this time in a parking lot.

The sun had set half an hour ago and the ghoul had seen Harry, a six year old boy, wandering the streets of Tokyo alone, and thought he would be an easy meal.

Young Harry was doing his best to prove this ghoul wrong.

The ghoul, who's name Harry had yet to learn, was a scraggly blonde teen who looked quite emaciated, which might explain why he was pressing Harry so hard.

The teen jumped into the air, propelled thrice as high with the use of his rinkaku kagune. His mask was rather odd, a turtles head with glowing red eyes. The teen's, who Harry now mentally referred to as Turtle man, kagune consisted of two tentacles made up of hundreds of filament like cords, all pulsating and a translucent pink. The tip of each tentacle was vaguely bell shaped, much like the top of a Jellyfish.

Harry knew from experience that it stung like one too.

Harry jumped to the left, narrowly avoiding an axe kick that would have splattered his head across the surrounding cars, the ones that weren't destroyed already.

Turtle man's foot had built up enough momentum to shatter the concrete he axe kicked, sadly for him Turtle man wasn't strong enough to pull his foot out of the concrete before Harry could capitalize at Turtle man's expense.

Nakajima Junichi hadn't eaten in two and a half months, on top of that his landlord had upped his rent and he was pretty sure he broke something in his foot with that last kick, then Junichi-kun felt an incredible pain in his chest and back.

looking down Junichi learned something very important pertaining to who he thought would be his next meal.

The little fucker was a ghoul.

A pulsing green kokaku blade had encased the gaki's entire arm, and now it was sticking out Junichi's back.

Junichi tasted the blood welling up in his mouth, swallowing it down the best he could Junichi spoke (read as screamed) painfully in Japanese "You little fucker! I'M GONNA ENJOY EATING YOU!"

It was Harry's second day awake in Japan so he did not understand what the Turtle man had been screaming but it sounded angry, angrier than he'd ever heard uncle Vernon, so he grabbed ahold of Turtle man's shirt before taking his kagune out of his stomach.

Harry then rammed his kagune back in.

A strangled scream escaped Junichi's mouth but Harry had already gone this far and even he knew that at this point it was kill or be killed.

Junichi was going to die if he didn't do something fast. He couldn't heal from a wound this severe without eating first but he didn't want to be shocked by his own kagune. Grabbing the bloodstained half ghouls throat, Junichi decided a couple shocks couldn't be that bad compared to death and so rammed the tips of his kagune into the boy's back.

Harry let out a scream as the electricity let off by Turtle man's kagune coursed through him but he didn't cease his stabbing.

Junichi knew something was wrong when the electricity hit him. Going through a six year old should not have made the current stronger.

Junichi could hear someone screaming in pain. odd he thought, the child's mouth was closed so who was screaming? 'Oh wait…' he thought 'It's me.'

After another couple seconds Junichi fell unconscious from the pain and blood loss.

Harry fell to his knees. Everything in him hurt, his skin, his muscles, hell his bones felt like they were vibrating fast enough to cause damage. Harry could tell that soon Turtle man would die, his wounds weren't closing and the blood was still leaking out.

It felt weird, horribly so, to know that Harry had killed this guy. Sure Harry did it in self defense but it was still a life that he took.

Harry had already been covered in blood but now it looked like he bathed in it. His glasses were cracked and missing pieces, his hospital gown was literally soaked and there were chunks of charred dried blood in his hair, on his back some of the skin was charred black and there were blisters all across his back.

He leaned away from the cooling body to empty his stomach entirely onto the cracked, burnt and blood soaked cement. Once he had nothing left to fuel/poison him Harry glanced at the body. Some parts of the very, very soon to be corpse were blackened and burnt while others were completely unblemished, just the pale white shade of a carcass.

His kagune receded but his kakugan remained active. The smell was overwhelming, disgusting but edible.

Harry grabbed a chunk of flesh from the hole he'd made in Turtle man's stomach.

chewing on the disgusting meat Harry thought to himself. 'Does this mean I'm a monster now, or was uncle Vernon right? Was I always a monster?'

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It wasn't four days later before Yamori decided to try and make a meal of Harry once more.

Harry had been wandering through a toy store, the first one he'd even been in, when a smell tugged at his memories. It smelt like blood.

Hearing the bell above the door jingle Harry turned around and felt his blood run cold.

A tall blonde man had walked in the toy store and was gazing at Harry hungrily. Like a predator to a piece of meat, not a pedophile to a child. (although anyone looking on from the outside would think otherwise)

The last time Harry had seen him Jason had been wearing a mask but Harry knew it was him. Slicked back blonde hair, eyes too far apart on a reptile like face with pinpricks for pupils and no discernible irides.

Yamori spotted the bespectacled child from the hospital and his face broke out in a grin.

Harry shuddered when he saw the bloodthirsty grin splitting Yamori's pale face. Jason started making his way towards Harry as Harry walked towards the back door of the shop.

Harry sprinted out the back door onto the street. He had changed out of the blood stained hospital gown and was now clad in clothes he had bought with Turtle man's money. He had left everything of Turtle man's, other than the money in the wallet and the half eaten corpse, untouched.

Harry now wore well fitting blue jeans, a grey t-shirt, a black hoodie, some white socks and black running shoes and for once in his life all the clothes Harry was wearing fit him.

Jason stepped out of the toy store and inhaled deeply, his eyes snapped to the little runt weaving through the legs of the crowded street.

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Harry ran into a subway station before he caught sight of Yakumo again. He had just gotten down a stairwell when he glanced up and saw him. Jason was wearing his mask and was flanked by two masked men in white suits, the men's masks were the same, two black circles one larger than the other where their eyes were connected by a short line of black.

Seeing the two both surprised and terrified Harry. 'He has friends!?' he thought to himself as he weaved in between legs.

Harry heard a ripping-squelching sound from behind him accompanied by a scream of pain, terrified shouts and the big blonde man (Harry had yet to actually hear any of Jason's names) happily laughing.

Of all those things Yamori's laughter scared him the most.

Harry was more intelligent than your average six year old, his grade's didn't really reflect that but that had more to do with Vernon not liking Harry getting better grades than his walrus of a son, being more intelligent than most people his age meant Harry was also more sensible and less arrogant. This sensibility and lack of confidence in his own abilities sometimes made him seem cowardly. Harry acknowledged this with the thought that cowards lived longer.

Harry pumped his legs Harder as the crowd around him started running whilst being showered in blood and gore.

Body parts were flying through the air and Harry, being more focused on making his legs sprint than on where he was stepping, tripped over an arm.

Just an arm.

As Harry fell he took into account how much more appetizing the corpses of humans were compared to Turtle man's. As Harry stood and turned to face Jason he closed his eyes.

Eventually Yamori and his two buddies would catch up to him and in the process would slaughter every person that got in their way. Harry had to accept the fact that no one was rushing to stop the trio of violent ghouls and as such resolved to distract them until help arrived.

"So you... sacrifice yourself Hari?" Harry could hear the glee in Jason's voice and the entire sentence sounded like it came through a twisted grin more disturbed than Jason himself.

Harry felt his arm change, becoming encased in a serrated blade that reached down to his ankle and could tear through solid steel, he felt his eye change, his sclera becoming black, his iris becoming red, his entire body filled with power as his kagune and kakugan activated.

Harry snapped his eyes open just in time to block a punch from one of the silent twins accompanying Jason. He may have blocked it but the punch still sent him back several feet.

There was no time for respite as the other twin tried to take his head off with a roundhouse kick. Harry just barely dodged under it and replied by leaving a gash along the back of the ghouls left leg.

In Japanese Jason called out "Don't kill him just hurt him. Hari-kun will entertain me for a few days at least." The twins responded quickly together "Hai Yamori-sama!"

'Yamori-sama? Is that the one with the hockey mask or is his name Hai? or are neither of those his name?" Harry tried to put a name to his pursuer while he dodged a punch that put one of the twins arms into the wall.

Harry tried to take advantage but the other twin came from behind him.

Harry didn't know the other twin was there until the punch came. The fist rocketed into his back, six inches to the right of his spine, and broke four of his ribs, sending Harry into the ground at the first twins feet.

the power behind the punch literally had sent him into the ground in that Harry was surrounded by concrete with a spider web shaped crack. Harry's Kagune had deactivated due to all the energy lost and the fact that the last punch almost knocked him unconscious.

He felt himself be picked up and gently placed onto one of the twins shoulders.

Someone not belonging to the trio yelled out in Japanese and Harry heard Jason say something angrily before the twin carrying him started running. Harry fell unconscious moments later.

~-:-~

"PUT THE BOY DOWN AND DIE YOU ABOMINATION!" Jason looked over to where the voice came from and swore. sprinting down the stairs was an entire squad of doves. Jason recognized some of the best the thirteenth ward had to offer amongst them.

"Fuck it let's go!" Jason bellowed at Gagi and Guge.

"Hai boss Yamori!" the twin replied before taking off with him down one of the subway tunnels. Guge had Hari so Jason broke as many support beams as he could on the way out with his kagune.

He heard the sound of the ceiling caving in somewhere behind them and the tunnel they were in went dark.

The trio ran for twenty minutes before they came across the next station. Oddly enough this station was deserted, knowing not to look a gift horse in the mouth Jason led Gagi and Guge up and out onto the street.

Only to walk into the about 30 Doves waiting just outside the exit for them.

"You have got to be fucking kidding me." Jason muttered.

Before either group could attack a white and dark green blur hacked apart three doves. It was Yamori's right hand man Naki, young, maskless and happily chopping CCG investigators into little bits with the help of his kokaku blade.

Naki knew his 'Big bro Yamori' might need some help against the dove blockade that one of the street rat ghouls had mentioned and so he had rushed to the train station along with the rest of the white suits gang.

Gagi and Guge were overjoyed to be saved by their teenaged 'Big bro'.

Gugi put Hari down and along with Gagi, and the rest of the seven ghouls that made up the white suits gang, jumped into the fray.

Quinques were activated as what would go down in the thirteenth wards history as one of the most violent face offs between ghouls and the CCG began.

Jason happily began an assault on the investigator that got him sent to Cochlea.

Nobody noticed the little british ghoul that crawled away from the battlefield.

~-:-~

Harry slowly dragged himself away from the street that was being torn apart by the ghouls and the people with the weird, kagune like, weapons.

Something was wrong with his lung, it felt like there was something sticking into it and he could feel some kind of liquid rushing in through the hole that he knew was there.

Harry was too young to realize that his rib had punctured his lung.

Painfully pulling himself to his feet Harry steadied himself on the wall of a building before he took off running. the further away he got the better.

Harry felt a sense of relief wash over him as he ran. It felt like he had succeeded in surviving something.

Harry would later blame this feeling for a lot of his problems.

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So apparently people like this story. Good to know.

There will only be a little bit more of little Harry before Hogwarts so for those of you that want to see more magic just give it a tiny bit more time.

To Viscides: Not exactly but close enough that I think you'll like what he gets soon enough.

See you guys soon.