Taken in by a Youkai, a Tale of Dumbledore's Death
A/N: this is sort of a crackfic, in my mind the sword used by Nura Rikuo in this is a nice replacement for Nenekimaru.
He had run away, fled into the night as soon as he was old enough to realize that the treatment the Dursley's gave him was terrible.
"Yo," said a strangely comforting voice from a nearby tree, "What's a little human child like you doing out in the night alone?" asked the voice.
"Human, me?" I asked, "I'm a freak is all." I said.
"Freak huh, there is something strange about you, but not enough to make you inhuman, though, it looks like it might wind up doing that if you lose yourself in it." said the voice. As I looked up at the figure the voice came from as the moon came out from behind the cloud, I saw a being that probably should have terrified me, it was as if the Night itself had taken on physical form.
"Who are you? You aren't Human are you?" I asked, curious about this being.
"Human, somewhat." he replied.
"Somewhat?" I queried.
"Yes, somewhat, a part of me is Human, but a part of me, a part of me is as the Moon upon the Pond." he said calmly.
"Moon upon the Pond, what do you mean?" I asked, extremely curious.
"An existence seen, but untouched, untouchable." the being replied.
"What's your name?" I asked.
"It is polite to introduce yourself first." the being replied.
"I have no name other than Freak." I replied.
"Then I suppose you are Nanashi, meaning 'No name'." the being said calmly.
"Nanashi, I like it, all right, I am Nanashi." I said.
"Heh, I am called Nuraryhion, though that is more of a title then my name, my name, is Nura Rikuo, or in this western lands, Rikuo Nura." the being, Rikuo, said.
"Can I come with you?" I asked.
"Perhaps, let's see what you can do with that strange power of yours." Rikuo said.
As he said this he seemingly floated from the tree limb he had been resting on, and placed his hand on my forehead, then I felt it, the strange ability, as it flared he smiled. "So it seems you are worthy of joining my Hyakki Yakou." he said.
"Thank you." I replied bowing as I had seen a knight on tv do.
"Heh, I really don't like such formalities, but be warned, my followers tend to train young ones rather hard, particularly the ones who followed me from Toono." Rikuo, my lord, said.
"I will keep up." I vowed.
"Heh, I don't doubt you will, well, time to get back to the others." Rikuo said.
As we neared our destination I began to feel it, a presence that welcomed me, I thought it was due to the presence of my lord. It seemed I was proven right as a moment later it began to tighten on me, the odd warmth I had felt welling up when my lord tested me rose up again, flaring, it manifested as an odd azure light around my skin, flaring and subsiding as it seemingly warred with the other power. Eventually the other power retreated, then returned but seemed, accepting, my power receded. It seemed as though I had passed the first test my lord's older followers had.
Over time I gained true acceptance as I lost myself in my 'Fear' my lord seemed both pleased and oddly, troubled by this, I didn't really understand so I didn't think about it much. Eventually I lived up to my name and discovered the nature of my 'Fear', 'Nanashi', a youkai whose abilities are, unnamed. That was my nature as a Youkai, one day, six years after I first met my lord, an old man appeared with a crack, my lord seemed annoyed by him, and my lord's companions, as they moved to guard him. I however could not, I was too busy fighting a battle in my mind, It seemed that the old man could break into another's mind, I had already fought many mind reading youkai but this old man was far stronger then them, as well as more skilled. Eventually he gave up and spoke, asking my lord, "Why did you kidnap that boy?" he asked, pointing to me, I could hear and sense the undercurrent of anger at my lord, I instinctively moved nearer him.
My lord replied, "Nanashi is the one who found me, not the other way around." he said.
"I must request that you return Harry Potter at once.:" The old man said, in a tone that was clearly ordering my lord, that was a VERY VERY bad idea, my lord hates being ordered, and we, his followers disliked others treating our lord as if he were an inferior, he had just pissed off the entire Hyakki Yakou of the Soutaisho of All Youkai and Ayakashi. Big mistake.
"Is Harry Potter his name, when I spoke with him first he was under the impression that his name was 'Freak'." I had never heard my lord's voice so cold before, even when he fought his voice held pity, and often understanding, but this, this was pure unadulterated, icy, Rage. My Fear responded to his flaring power with its own flare, this continued as other youkai of the Hyakki Yakou flared their own fear, then, the old man flared his power. Though it was, admittedly impressive for a ningen of such advanced age it was nothing compared to my lord, and with the entire Hyakki flaring together his own power was crushed.
His face contorted with rage he said coldly, two words, "Avada Kedavra" aimed at my lord, another BIG mistake, the Hyakki's flaring fear was more then enough to overwhelm that bit of projected and highly enhanced killing intent. "Impossible!" the old man cried out.
My lord appeared behind him, and said, "My blade shall judge you," he said coldly as his blade descended, it had barely touched the tip of his hat when blood sprayed, the old man had met his demise as so many other impure souls had before him, he had been severed completely in half from head to crotch, "It is done, Nanashi, burn the remains, he does not deserve funeral rites." my lord commanded.
"Hai, Rikuo-sama," as I concetrated my power flared, a bright blood red as red flames began to consume the corpse, as soon as the corpse finished burning I turned, and began to follow my lord as he walked calmly away.
