Harry Potter and the Twilight Bracelet
Chapter I: The Power
It was a month into the summer, and still no word from his 'friends.' He wondered for a moment if they truly were his friends…but then he realized that if they weren't, they'd still send him something just to spite him. Either way, his training for now was done. Today he had went alone for Dudley had opted to help his father fix the garage door. However when he got back, there was something he never expected to see.
"Potter…you have…a letter."
Harry took the letter and saw indeed it was addressed to him. OWL results? No…not thick enough for that…
He opened it and unfolded the parchment that was within.
(Play .hack//GU Rebirth: The Epitaph is Told)
Dear Harry,
I charmed this letter to arrive to you if my magic ever left this world. It's around June of your fifth year, and I realized while cooped up in this hell hole that you didn't know much about magical history (That old ghost's class doesn't count.) So, I thought I'd tell you a story…that might actually help. For once in my life I'm being serious about something… (But if you tell anyone I'll deny it kicking and screaming!)
There was a time where Muggles and Mages lived together. This was ages ago, before even the time of Merlin. There was a woman named Morganna. She was the most powerful Dark Mistress of the time. Morganna created a bracelet. A weapon of unfathomable power. It could alter the very molecular structure of people, even objects. She created eight more of them, and summoned the most powerful mages of the time. She gave a bracelet to each one, and commanded them to conquer the world.
The first was Skeith, the Terror of Death. He was a murderer through and through, loving the sight of blood and bodies scattered.
The Second was Innis, the Mirage of Deceit. She manipulated the minds of her enemies into seeing their worst fears, and then praying upon them. It's believed that she created the Dementors.
Third was Magus, the Propagation. He was able to create copies of himself and confuse the opponent. He was the fastest of the group…and also the worst. He had a lust for the rape of any female he laid eyes on.
The fourth was Fidchell, the Prophet. He was a Seer of the highest degree, able to predict his opponent's moves easily. Originally with no malice, within him, he was his village's oracle…but his family was slaughtered by his own people, and he sought revenge.
The fifth was Gorre the Machinator. He was a powerful mage with a demon bound to his soul. Together they were the greatest strategists the world had seen.
The Sixth was Macha, the Temptress. A half Succubus, half human, she was the opposite of Magus, as she prayed on men, turning them against their friends, family, and then draining them of their life force.
The Seventh was Tarvos, the Avenger. He was perhaps the most interesting, nobody knew his motives, nobody knew what he sought…but everyone who crossed his path knew one thing. He held the blackest soul imaginable.
The last was Korbenik, the Rebirth. He could detach his soul and merge it with another's body, thus avoiding death.
These eight beings now given that power by Morganna spread out to take over the world. However there was another, a young girl who stood in Morganna's way the entire time. Her name was Aura. She was a powerful witch in her own right, but held not the power to defeat Morganna. So she called for the help of a rare Red Mage. Back then, there were four types of mages. Black Mages focused on attacking and debilitating the opponents with the elements. White mages were their opposites, holding the power to heal and protect. Blue mages were able to take the abilities of their opponents and use them themselves, but it drained them considerably. Red Mages were the rarest to find. They focused on a mixture of both Black and White magic, and balancing it out with Swordplay. Their magical capabilities were less powerful than a sole White or Black mage, but their abilities in close range allowed for them to hold their own and become valuable assets in any battle.
So Aura requested the assistance of the last Red Mage, a warrior named Xenmaru. Actually it's more like he saved her life, nearly losing his own, and she brought him back by giving him some of her life energy. Somehow, that exchange gave him the power to access the greater magics of the white and black mages. She gave him a bastardized version of Morganna's Bracelet, naming it the Twilight Bracelet. She asked him to help her protect their world. Being an honorable warrior, he accepted her plea, and together they set out to stop Morganna's plans.
The Whole story would take WAAAAY too long to put in a letter, so I'll make things short. Xenmaru and Aura traveled the world, battling and defeating Morganna's eight warriors. Finally the two reached Morganna herself. Xenmaru and Morganna fought to a stalemate, where Morganna used her own bracelet to kill Aura. As her last act, Aura grafted all of her power to Xenmaru, granting him the ability to slay Morganna.
But the deed was done. During their travels the two had fallen in love, and he had nothing left. The allies they gathered with them wept for her loss…but then Xenmaru made a decision. He decreed that they would seal the bracelet within a book, one that would only be able to be opened by one of true heart.
The book has since existed only in legends. But I know for a fact that you can open it…we just have to find it. I was hoping to tell you all this in person…but well, I had a feeling that I wouldn't be able to. And if you got this letter, I'd be right.
Harry, find the book. I know you can handle its power. You've made your parents proud kid…rising above all the pain you've been dealt. And you've made me proud. Now go out there and kick some dark wizard ass! I got a bet with James going that depends on whether you'll be an Auror or a freelance. I picked Freelance, it fits you better.
Be careful kid.
Your Godfather,
Sirius Orion Black.
He didn't cry. He thought he would, but the tears wouldn't come. The letter only made him more determined to stop Voldemort. I'll find that book Sirius…and when I do…Voldemort had better watch out.
His relatives gave him a wide berth the rest of the day. It wasn't until the evening did the day's next event happen.
Harry was rooting around in his trunk when he found something. A book…one he didn't recognize. He pulled it out, not noticing the faint glow around it. It was a normal looking book, a bit big but nothing extravagant about it…except for the weird symbols on the back. He peered at them closely and read aloud.
"Ore no Hikari to Yami. Ore wa nozomi no chikara to mamoru ka. Ideyo, korei no chikara! Tasogare no Udewa Densetsu!"
(Same soundtrack: Opening Demo)
Suddenly the book began to shudder. Harry dropped it and smacked his forehead. Stupid! Never read aloud what's on the cover of a mysterious book!
The book flared with light, and then snapped open. It started floating in front of Harry, who stood there, resigning himself to his fate. The pages began turning, first slowly…then picking up speed. A strong wind began howling within the room. A sphere of energy appeared above the rapidly turning pages. It flared with light and Harry threw up his arms to shield his face. Suddenly, his arms were STUCK there. He opened his eyes to see that the sphere was shooting multiple bolts of energy into his arms, something that was starting to hurt. The sphere split in two, and then shot towards Harry. The twin orbs slammed into his arms with a considerable amount of pain.
Suddenly, the air around his wrists began to glow. Two glowing green rings of light appeared around them. The pain subsided and he stared at his wrists. The rings flashed, showing another construction around the green rings. A small, nearly cone-shaped object hovered around the rings, both glowing a soft blue-green color.
"Wait a minute…" "Find the book Harry! I know you can handle its power!"
A smile broke out on his face…which vanished as he fell unconscious. The last thing he heard…
Oh…so you're the one…damn, I was hoping for a girl.
End second chapter. Not as long as the prologue, but hey, it sets the tone for the next few chapters. Now for ONCE I'm actually trying to plan these things out. I've got the next chapter or two floating around my head somewhere. Alright, I promised no self-insertion this time (though since I'm a guy…wouldn't that be a bit difficult anyway?) BUT I'm tossing in an OC…but as a mentor. An intangible mentor. Prepare for some humor, and Harry getting schooled by a 4,000 year old spirit.
HAPPY HALLOWEEN BITCHES!