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All pertenent information is in the first chapter, including disclaimer and warnings-I already know, you already know, if you don't go back and look. I've already stated I don't own anything and it hurt enough the first time! *pouts*
OH! Before I forget, I appologise to those I didn't respond to who reviewed. I usually try my best to do so, however, between one of the two colleges I go to dropping all of my courses (it took me several days to get that little hiccup straightened out), work pushing me to take more hours, becoming a tutor and buying my first car (YAY), I have barely had the time to check my e-mail, let alone write. I do appreciate your comments and will try to reply to those of you who had questions when I can, but you may have to wait a bit for responses. I'm sooooo sorry for that!
So, onto the fic! Hope you enjoy!
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Last time…
"…you know where the Cube is." Sam announced in a shocked voice.
"Great, a megalomaniac leader out to kill the entire human race is being housed right next to the thing that would give him the ultimate power. Of course they would." Harry grumbled under his breath about the stupidity and arrogance of several select human beings.
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Captain Lennox glanced back at the long, dark haired teen following the group, his eyes fixed on the ground of one of Lennox's fellow soldiers. He hadn't spoken almost at all, and was almost invisible in the background, making the Captain wonder why this teen was here exactly. Sam and Mikaela he could understand, but this teen? He just didn't know what to think about him…
Slipping back he fell into step with the kid. "So, why are you here?" He asked, not knowing what exactly would happen.
"Because Fate and Death are bitches and decided I needed to be here for this. Stupid manipulative buttheads with no freaking lives of their own…" The green eyed teenager grumbled off, making Lennox frown at the answer. Suddenly the kid's head snapped up.
"You didn't hear that." Harry said in a commanding voice, making the Captain want to straighten up and snap off a salute and a 'yes sir!' However, the only thing that stopped this from happening was the fact that he could see how young the teen looked.
"Hm…we'll see. I find your reason much more interesting than Sam and Mikaela's reasons. You said your name was…?" The Captain murmured, his eyes on the large Cube that was situated in the rock. A large explosion rocked the building and alarms started blaring suddenly.
"Harry Potter. You?" The reality-jumper replied shortly, his fingers fiddling with the area where his knives were hidden on his body.
"Captain William Lennox." The soldier replied, his hand going to his gun on his hip.
"Pleasure. We need more ammo if Megatron's going to wake up…" Harry murmured, frowning at the panicking scientists and teens.
Lennox nodded and moved forward, calling out instructions and asking questions about the base and generally taking charge of the people.
When the saber rounds were being loaded into the weapons, Sam finally demanded to see Bumblebee. Bee was the only one who would know what to do with the Cube, something they couldn't afford Megatron to get his hands on.
Simmons put up a fuss about it, and got a gun shoved in his face because of it. Harry, meanwhile, rolled his eyes and picked up one of the guns, loading it for a soldier that was busy taking out two of the guards pointing weapons at his Captain. He absently wondered when the scientist would get over himself.
"…do what he says. Losing's really not an option for these guys." Secretary Keller said, making the soldiers grin at what he said.
Moving into the room where Bee had been taken too, the teens stepped in front of everyone, letting the soldiers hover in the background. After all, the only Cybertronians they had seen before were the ones that had attacked the base in Qatar and the frozen harbinger of death.
As Sam calmed down his car Harry glanced around and watched the scientists and guards reactions. Some looked on in horror, others were curious, but the one thing that truly struck Harry as worrying was how few of the people were relieved to see the robot free. Absently he wondered about how humane they were before shaking his head and going through the plans everyone had made before this point. Frowning, he saw a repeating circumstance, something he didn't like. Sam was being forced into the role of leader for this instance; even if Captain Lennox was commanding the soldiers, he was also listening to Sam more than Secretary Keller.
Running to keep up with the group, Harry kept his eyes on the giant robot and the boy who bought him. The group arrived in the room with the Cube, watching in no small amounts of awe as the large artifact shrunk to something that would fit in a human's arms.
"We need to leave now. Megatron is breaking free of his ice prison." Harry announced, noticing people's looks of confusion, however not expanding on how exactly he knew this. The spikes in the tainted Cube Energy signature coming from Megatron's hanger-cell gave it away when Harry sensed it.
Bee chirped in agreement, using the radio to say, "Message from Starfleet, Captain. Let's get to it." Harry grinned in response and listened as Lennox made plans to get everyone through the crisis.
As soon as the plans were set, the three teenagers of the group climbed into Bumblebee as the soldiers climbed into different trucks, loading up different weapons they would need to protect the Cube as they did. As soon as they were set, the caravan took off for the city, pushing the trucks to go faster. Five miles out, Harry sensed Megatron taking flight. From the passenger's seat of the organic car, Harry closed his eyes, took a deep breath and let his magic fill his whole body in a way it hadn't since he had first come here. He needed to be able to easily access it when the time came for him to use it.
Bumblebee sensed the change in Harry, but didn't have time to say anything as the group was attacked from behind by several Decepticons. Luck was on their side, however, because Optimus Prime had joined their travelling circus of people and machines, allowing them to escape from the enemy for the moment.
Arriving downtown, Harry slid out of the car and discretely pulled out his wand, casting detection charms and boundary alarm spells around the block around the group, setting the two spells to pick up the tainted Cube signature. Preparing for an attack, the group cleared out as much of the area as they could, knowing it wouldn't be enough but trying to save lives nonetheless.
The first attack caused some confusion because it came from a disguised F22 that was flying below the building. Ironhide and Bumblebee caused some panic when they suddenly transformed, shouting the F22 was actually Starscream. Too late, a semi's trailer was pulled up for a small barrier between the humans and the deadly missile aiming for them. The explosion threw Bumblebee back, causing the first injuries and casualties to the fighters and civilians respectively. Harry yanked Mikaela back in time for her not to be crushed by a large slab of concrete that flew off a building from the explosion.
"Thanks." She said, a bit breathless from her near death experience.
"Just don't die while I help Sam." Harry joked, grinning at the girl and making her smile back. The two stumbled out of the café Harry had yanked Mikaela into to save her life; Bumblebee was on the ground, his legs separated from his body. Fluid leaked from where his legs were torn away from him, making Harry worry as to how long he could survive without his legs. Humans usually died from the shock or the blood loss when such a thing happened, however Cybertronians were just that-mechanical beings.
Bee shoved the Cube into Sam's arms a soft whine of pain coming from him as he scrapped his injured fuel lines against the ground.
A triumphant shout from Megatron made everyone look up in horror. Jazz was ripped into two pieces, his mangled, still alive body being thrown in two separate directions. The 'bot wouldn't last long in that condition.
Lennox grabbed a flare and shoved it into Harry's hands before grabbing Sam as well. "Take the Cube to that building over there. Black Hawks will take it from you to safety. Hurry. We'll hold them off as much as we can." He ordered in a fierce voice, shaking Sam out of his shock.
Harry immediately took off, not giving Sam a chance to fight and leaving Mikaela behind without a word. The Cube was in Sam's arms as Harry dragged the younger teen along behind him, dodging flying chunks of metal and debris from the battle going on around him. Rachet and Ironhide followed, giving them as much cover as possible while distracting Megatron.
Tripping, Sam fell to the ground, the Cube scattering away from him. The energy gave off a spike as Harry grabbed for it, dropping the flare in the process. If anything, he figured he could light the sky up with his magic. Suddenly, his hands flared with heat, making Harry gasp and instantly try to drop the Cube. However, a bright glow started to form where his hands were touching the alien artifact. The glow of power spread up his arms, his panicked gaze resting on Sam's shocked eyes. With the increase of area the glow spread, the faster it surrounded him, making it impossible for anyone to see him.
Just as suddenly, the glow was gone; making Harry blink and try to figure out where the Cube went. The three new-born Cybertronians stopped firing at the humans and moved towards the Savior of the Wizarding World. Coos sounded from their vocal processors, their movements drawing attention to the young man. The battle had paused everywhere when the glow surrounded Harry. Both sides of the fight were wondering what had happened.
Sparks jumped from Harry to the sparklings, making him wonder what was happening to him. Sensing the tainted spark behind him, Harry turned, just in time for Megatron to snatch him into his hands. "What did you do boy?" He thundered, praying the salvation to their race had not been destroyed. He may want to rule, but that didn't mean ruling a soon-to-be extinct race because the Cube being destroyed made the possibilities of new sparklings go down dramatically. Especially since many spark-mates were killed over the years of war.
"I…I don't know." Harry whispered in reply, his arms shaking. Light flared from his body, making him cry out in fear as it surrounded himself and Megatron. Slowly, the tainted signature disappeared from Megatron's energy, making the last Potter wonder what the hell was going on.
The light flickered out just as suddenly, leaving Megatron's form changed in slight amounts. Green, purple, and black still decorated his form, but his facial and body frame looked more like Optimus Prime's than ever before. Silver-blue optics peered out of the leader of the Decepticons formally red lights.
"Brother?" The leader of the Autobots asked weakly, as if fearing the answer he would hear.
"What happened?" A softer baritone voice emerged from Megatron's mouth, making everyone gape at the man. Starscream set down near his leader, frowning as he looked from the man, to the human his leader still held in his hands. Scanning the teen, he opened his mouth. "His skeletal structure is now comprised of the Cube. How curious." He said in a loud voice, catching the attention of Rachet, who started running medical scans on Harry as fast as his processors could manage.
Semi-silence descended as a good, old-fashioned Mexican stand-off suddenly sprouted out of no where. "Okay, what the hell is going on? First you're all gung-ho about killing each other, now you're calling each other brothers and staring at Harry like he's the savior of your race!" Lennox finally blurted out, ignoring the screams of fear still coming from the civilians around him, although they were fading fast as the populace ran further away from the area.
The Cybertronians ignored the highest military officer of the area for the moment, concentrating on the human-Cube hybrid now in Megatron's hands.
Harry cleared his throat nervously, silently cursing Fate and Death for even thinking of bringing him into this new war. "Can you set me down please?" He asked politely, wincing internally as to how soft his voice was. Nobody could really blame him though - a giant robot big enough to crush you in the palm of his hand like a normal human would a fly is quite an intimidating sight - especially if you're the human fly.
Slowly, Harry was lowered to the ground, the newly created sparklings crowding around him in excitement. Blinking, Harry closed his eyes, listening to the hum of magic coming from the sparklings around him smiling slightly at the bright, innocent feel of it. Unnoticed by him, sparks jumped from his skin to the baby Cybertronians. The humans were gaping in shock while the Autobot and Decepticon warriors were watching on carefully.
Pausing, Harry forced his eyes open, frowning in confusion at the other notes of magic he was hearing now. Looking in the direction the signatures were coming from, he saw Fate and Death standing there. Grinning, Fate strolled over to him, the sparklings backing away from the mocha skinned woman until they were closer to the adult Cybertronians.
"Surprised Harry?" Fate said with a grin, hugging him even as he scowled.
"What did you do?" He asked, his voice shaking from the amount of different emotions rampaging through in his body. Fate released him, the Egyptian style dress swirling around her body as she stepped back, the grin completely disappearing to be replaced by a serious face, something Harry had never seen before.
Death strolled forward now, dark, blue-black hair gleaming against the sun, eyes as black as the night of a full moon showing an otherworldly nature. "Before you defeated Voldemort, you became the Master of Death, do you have any idea what that title means to the gods?" He started in quietly, waiting for the expected negative answer before continuing. "Long ago, when the human race had just been created, Fate foretold of a Master of Death at a gathering. For centuries, I searched for a way to avoid this; however it was not to be. The magic-based race saw to that.
"Just as there is truth to some tall tales, there is truth to The Three Brothers tale. The three Deathly Hallows were created by my hand in a flash of arrogance.
"A few years after I created the gifts, I remembered the prophesy and, after some struggle, soon came to accept the fate I had been given. Fate realized that I could not be ruled by someone who would eventually die and come under my rule, so we found a way to make you and your chosen spouse gods. The Cube of this reality was the answer. And so, I waited, until we met the first time. When you defied my rules and continued to live after the Killing Curse struck you, I knew it was time to start preparing.
"The only reason we took you back in time in this dimension, was because we wanted you to have some type of good aspects to you growing up again. Even though you had to go through school again, you were able to go to the zoo, the amusement park, buy clothes and books, swim in a pool, play all day in the park…many experiences you had never had because of the Dursleys." Death finished, breathing out slightly and watching Harry carefully. Dazed eyes looked back at him before he glanced around, wondering why no one else was screaming out questions about the information Death had just divulged.
Blinking, Harry walked over to one of the sparklings near him, poking the human adult-sized metallic child on the cheek, only for it to not blink or react in anyway. Shock had already set in as he glanced around at the humans, noticing they weren't breathing. "We took you out of time so we could talk without being interrupted." Fate said in a giggly voice from where she was now laying on Megatron's shoulder.
"I know this is a lot to take in, but we need to go, both of us have been gone from our true jobs for almost three full days-a bit too long for us to not come back. Fights to break up, reports to read and sign, minions to punish for being naughty. We'll be back in four days. The humans memories have been fixed so that they will not remember the Cube exploding and will think the Decepticons are new members of the Autobot forces that came into the fight late, helping to defeat Megatron. The Decepticons then self-destructed, their bodies disappearing from the explosion. Sam will think he has destroyed the cube by shoving it into Megatron's exposed spark." Death added, glancing at where Fate used to be to see that she had disappeared to go somewhere else.
"O-okay…" Harry murmured, trying desperately to organize his mind enough to get through the last few minutes of the battle shock.
"You have three minutes to explain to the Cybertronians what is happening with the humans before time resumes at its proper course. Use it well." Death advised, shimmering and disappearing before the cybertronic beings started to talk.
After a minute of voices clamoring out questions and in some cases, coos, silence fell. Clearing his voice, he glanced at everyone who was staring down at him.
"Look, there's some stuff I need to talk to you about later, but I only have two minutes to explain what will happen after time resumes. Megatron, you and your forces are going to be thought of as Autobot reinforcements that appeared late in the battle. Your Decepticon 'bodies' were destroyed in self-destruct explosions when Megatron's spark was exposed. They won't remember about me absorbing the Cube, or you changing into what you are now Megatron. No one will remember Optimus calling Megatron his brother…just make sure you don't slip up. We have to make sure this goes smoothly, all right? I still have a lot of information to sort through, so hopefully we'll get out of here soon." Harry said, his mind racing to catch up to what he was saying. He wasn't sure he was within even a remote distance of happiness with Fate and Death, however he did know better than to take it out on the other beings surrounding him.
Sam stumbled forward, noise started up again, blaring of car alarms, screams in the distance, the rumble of concrete settling and the cheers from the soldiers were all heard, making everything seem normal. Sam was grinning happily, his voice loud and excited as he ran over to Mikaela, hugging her enthusiastically before jerking back with a look of embarrassed-horror on his face. The teenage girl grinned in response and pulling him in for a kiss, ecstatic that everything was over.
Jazz's body was recovered and after a couple seconds of studying the body, Harry whispered just loud enough for Optimus to hear, that he could fix him. The large bot happily grinned and glanced at his brother, who had picked Harry up and set him on his shoulder to make sure nothing happened to the teen who was carrying the Cube within his very bones.
Four hours later, everyone was out of the area, moving towards the nearest US military base, as the pilots of the F22's who had relayed the orders had told them to. Harry was sitting in Bumblebee's driver's seat, ignoring Mikaela and Sam who were in the back, making out. In the passenger's seat, Fig was muttering in Spanish, and from what Harry could hear every once in awhile, alligators and frog legs. The dark haired teen sure as heck wasn't going to ask what that was about.
Sighing, Harry closed his eyes, knowing he had at least an hour left of the journey to make before the caravan reached the closest major base. He wanted to sleep for a bit before they arrived, if only because he knew they would be asked over and over about what had happened over the last two days. Curling up into a ball on the driver's seat, Harry drifted off; using a skill he had learned from the Dursleys to help him accomplish this.
As the yellow Camaro slowed to a stop an hour and a half later, Bumblebee's voice woke Harry up, broke Fig out of his self-dialogue in Spanish (he was now using it to block out the sounds coming from the back seat), and made the two teenagers sit up again, blushing and straightening their clothes. Glancing around, Harry noticed they were inside a tall cargo airplane storage building. The general of the base was already there, the Secretary of Defense, Maggie and Glen standing next to him explaining the situation.
"Let's get this over with." Harry ground out; climbing out of the car and pulling his seat up so Sam could get out. Waving to Maggie and Glen, he grinned tiredly at the two, rubbing sleep out of his eyes.
The semi-trailer was unhitched from Optimus Prime's trailer hitch and the doors were opened to let the sparkling's out. The cybertronic beings transformed into their humanoid shape as soon as everyone was out of the vehicles, making the General gape in astonishment.
Holding back a grin, Harry followed Fig up to Lennox who then proceeded to walk over to the General and salute in greeting. Raising a hand, the green eyed youth silently greeted the three people he knew, receiving smiles from them.
After several hours of questioning, he was finally shown to a barrack set aside for all the men except Secretary Keller. Sleeping like the dead for ten hours helped and when he woke up. Noticing he was the first up, he quickly moved towards the showers, planning on grabbing one before anyone else was up and could discover his scars. Silently, he was thanking whatever god had made sure his shirt hadn't ripped during the battle. After emerging from the showers, he changed into a set of BDU's that he had grabbed from where they had been left next to his bunk, probably by Lennox or Epps if he guessed. Lennox had taken to watching out for him, seeing as Bumblebee was already the guardian of Sam.
Yawning, he emerged from the room, grinning at the Captain's look of shock and giving him a flourished bow like any pureblood from his reality. "Shower's all yours Cap'in." He said, sniggering at the look of shock on the man's face. "Hey, when do you think we'll be able to get out of here? I've got some stuff to do back home." He added, digging through his backpack that was next to his bed for a sketchbook and graphite pencil.
"Probably within the next twenty-four hours. We were due for some down-time before this whole thing even started so they'll try to get everyone out of here quick so we can get back to work sooner. NEST won't build itself ya know." The military officer said once he had recovered from his shock enough to grab a set of BDU's for himself.
"Hmm…" Harry murmured, settling down onto his bunk to draw as the other men started to move around and get up. Sam mumbled sleepily before turning over and settling back into his covers.
"How the hell did you manage to get up earlier than us?" Epps asked, frankly amazed the teen had been able to do so. Whenever he had been given the chance as a teen, he had slept in.
Shrugging nonchalantly, Harry started to sketch a picture of Bumblebee. Concentrating on the picture, he started outlining the sketch. "My relatives liked me up early." He murmured, his grip on his pencil tightening as he remembered the past.
Soon the barracks were almost silent again, all of the soldiers moving into the showers to clean up. Most of the soldiers had taken quick showers the night before, but still felt gritty so they decided a second one couldn't harm anything. Showers were a luxury they didn't usually have where they had been before, so they didn't mind taking two in such a short amount of time.
Sighing, Harry closed his eyes and got up, packing away his sketchbook and moving out the door. He needed to go see the Cybertronians before he went back home for a bit to talk to Death and Fate again.
Nodding to the guards he walked into the hanger after they checked to match his face to the picture that had been taken of him for an access pass into the hanger. The doors closed behind him and the sparklings surrounded him, cooing in happiness. "Morning." He said in greeting, shifting from one foot to another in slight amounts of nervousness.
"Good Morning Harry. How was your recharge?" Optimus Prime said, his robotic voice quiet from where he sat on the hanger floor. Megatron sat next to him, the other Cybertronians spread about inside.
"Um…wha-oh! My sleep was good. How was yours?" He asked, walking over to the large robot smiling slightly at the group. He was worried about what would happen now, but he wouldn't let it stop him from living how he wanted to.
"Adequate. We have decided to make Jazz your new protector when he is revived. For now, we will leave you in the care of Rachet." He said, eyeing his brother carefully. He was relieved to have him back to normal once again. However, he was worried it wouldn't last.
"Oh…all right. Um…is it secure to talk in here? I would have expected the military to place bugs throughout the room." The Savior of the Wizarding world asked, raising an eyebrow at the turn the conversation had taken.
"We made sure they were…misled with a little help from us." Megatron replied, smugness in his vocals.
"Ah…well…okay. Um…I've got to go home to take care of some stuff before anything else. So I'll be heading out within the next day, and Rachet kind of draws attention I can't afford in my neighborhood, no offence. It's just…flashing lights tends to draw people's attention." Harry replied glancing between the different beings in the room.
The group talked a bit more, Harry slowly puzzling out pieces of the knowledge the Cube had practically burnt into his brain. Settling down, Harry closed his eyes and started to fix Jazz, a glow surrounding the two beings. A few hours later, Epps and Fig found him chatting with the Cybertronians with orders to get him to lunch since he missed breakfast. Later that afternoon Harry took off for home, knowing he would be getting ready to close up his house when he got there.
A week later, Harry was picked up from his now vacant and for sale house, knowing he wouldn't be coming back. He had things to do and now that he could finally go back and see his lover again, he was happy. He would be able to travel from his original dimension to the Cybertronians because of his new status due to the Cube being absorbed by his magic. The best part, however, was that it would only be a year after his disappearance that he would reappear. He knew there was a lot of work ahead of him, but he also knew that it would be worth it.
Finally, he had a future to look forward to.
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So...you like it? This is where I'm ending it...for now. I may actually continue with the fic, later. I know everyone still has questions, (IE-Harry's lover, the Wizarding World, Hermione/Ron, what will happen with the 'new god', etc. etc.) but at the moment, I find myself not being able to think of a plot for further issues. So, in order to not degrade the fic, I'm going to leave it at this semi-ending. I may come back to it, I may start a sequel, I DON'T KNOW! Encouragement, ideas, opinions, likes, dislikes, suggestions and corrections are welcome-in fact, that's sometimes the key to making me want to continue to write on a fanfiction. I hope you had fun, cause I sure did! It's been a blast everyone! *bows politely* See you in the near future (I hope!)
Later!
-Sora-
