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'Thoughts'

The three arrived at the manor. He smiled at how big it was compared to where he had been staying. They led him inside and showed him to his own room. Harry couldn't believe it. He now had his own room and it was actually a bedroom. He couldn't believe his luck. First he was taken from the Dursleys and now he had his own room. He just hoped it would stay like this.

Harry was amazed as he entered. The inside was huge and the best part was that it was very welcoming. The Dursleys filled their home with expensive looking furniture and it felt cold and unwelcoming. They wanted people to think they were well off instead of middle class workers. Lord Death's home had expensive furniture but it also had personality and actually had pictures of a family. Harry felt like it was a warm welcoming place. Soon they stopped at a door. Harry was shocked to see his name on it.

"As you probably have guessed this is your room. We will let you get settled."

"Okay."

"Now my son has already decorated your room while we were out so if you don't like anything just come and tell me so that we can change it."

"Why?"

"Why what?"

"Why would he decorate my room."

"It was his and his weapons' way of welcoming you."

"Why?" Harry really was confused and had no idea why someone would do this for him.

"Because you are now family."

Harry looked at the death god in shock. "I am?!"

"Yes."

"Why? I'm-"

Lord Death interrupted him. "You are not a freak and I don't care that your a half-witch since you've never harmed another."

"But-"

"You're family." This time it came from someone behind him.

Harry turned towards the voice in shock. It belonged to a boy that looked to be a little older than himself. He was like everyone else, taller than him. He was lean and Harry could see that he was fit. The boy was a couple shades darker then him. He had pitch black hair with three white lines on one half. Harry could see his reflection in his gold colored eyes.

On either side of the boy were two girls. The one of the right was the tallest of the trio. She had long sandy blonde/brown hair and dark blue eyes. She was just as stoick as the boy and wore an outfit that matched the other girl.

The other girl was about the same height as the boy. She looked to be more cheerful and childish than the others. Her hair was short and blonde. She had the same dark blue eyes as the other girl.

"Harry this is my son Death the Kid and his weapons, Liz and Patty Thompson. Kid, Liz, Patty this is Harry."

"Hi." Harry said before hiding behind Stein since he wasn't sure about the three yet.

"We won't hurt you." Kid told his soon to be little brother.

Kid and the others had gone to greet them once they realized they were home. The sight of Harry pissed him off. He could see the bruises and scars. He felt very protective of the smaller male. He wished his father would allow him to be in a closed room with those monsters. He would get justice for Harry. He also wanted to get him out of the oversized rags he was wearing and into his new clothes. Liz and Patty were feeling the same thing. Liz had to put her hands behind her back since they curled into fists the moment she spotted him. Patty's smile was more forced and she skillfully hid the rage she felt.

Harry on the other hand didn't move from his spot behind Stein. The others watched in shock and fascination as his emerald green eyes turned a soft pink color. To Kid and his weapons it felt like he was looking into their souls. After a minute his eyes turned back and he let out a terrified whimper.

"Harry?" Kid asked as he stepped forward.

Harry flinched back. "I'm sorry." He sobbed.

"For what?" Kid asked voicing their confusion.

"For using my witch magic!" Harry cried out. "Please don't put me in the cage."

"Cage?" Liz asked in concern and confusion.

"I promise I'll be good! Please not the cage!" Harry cried out not hearing Liz.

"Fuck!" Stein cursed as he realized what was going on. "He's having a panic attack. He is stuck in a memory and is panicking."

Harry curled up into a ball and pressed himself against the wall. "I'll be good. I promise. It was an accident. Not the cage. Please not the cage." He continued to repeat.

Harry was startled by two arms wrapping around his body. They lifted him before depositing him on a lap. He then felt fingers run through his hair. He realized it was lord Death when the man spoke up and it eased his fear and panic a little since he wasn't being hit or placed in the cage.

"Shh, it's alright. There is no cage and I would never put you in one."

Harry turned and hid his face in lord Death's chest. His hands clung to the god's cloak. Despite his sobs being muffled by it they could all still hear them. Patty, who no one notice had disappeared, had returned with the giraffe she had placed on the bed. She crouched down near Harry had gave it to him. Not realizing what he was doing Harry cuddled the stuffy into his face. After what seemed like hours his sobbing had stopped. He had cried himself to sleep.

Lord Death stood and took Harry to his room. Patty followed and once Harry had been tucked in she laid down next to him. He curled into her. The others when to the study to talk since they knew that Patty would watch over Harry.

"Father?"

"Don't worry Kiddo they are in the cells."

"Good." Kid said darkly.

"Stein tomorrow I want you to give him a check up. I was going to have you do it today but I think tomorrow would be better."

"Of course."

"Kid, Liz when I am gone I am going to need you to watch over him. Make sure he eats light foods. He already admitted to not getting enough food and his stomach needs to get use to it. Plus he needs to get company."

"Of course father."

"We are on it." Liz reassured.

"Good."

"What about them?" Kid hissed.

"Spirit and I will take care of it."

"Good." Kid said darkly.

"Yes it is."

"Allow me to be there also." Stein said as the light glinted off his glasses.

"Of course."

His smirk was dark and insane. "Brilliant."

"Kid, Liz I need you to stay with Harry. I know that Patty is watching him but I think it would be best if you two stayed as well."

"Of course father. We understand." They weren't planning on leaving in the first place.

"Good." With that the two adults left.

Kid and Liz checked on Harry and Patty. They found that Patty had also fallen asleep. Her arms were around him protectively. They smiled at the sight before leaving. Liz took the new clothes to the laundry room to get washed while Kid went to talk to the cooks.

(Death City Prison)

"I need the prisoners in cell 284 in the black room now!: Death ordered.

"Yes sir."

One of the guards said as he and a few others went to go get them. Soon Spirit arrived and the three went to the black room and waited. Spirit had been informed before he arrived and he was pissed off. He may have cheated on his wife on multiple occasions but he never raised a hand to his daughter or any other child. Hell even Stein refused to experiment with children and he was insane enough to do it on himself and endangered species. Now all he needed to know was what they had done to the poor boy so that he could do it to him.

It was almost an hour later before the guards arrived with the prisoners. Many were restraining the large male prisoner as he struggled to fight free. His wife and son were screaming their innocence. None of them believed that they belonged in prison.

"Shut up!" Death ordered.

Vernon looked enraged and began to scream louder. Petunia and Dudley paled and went quiet.

"That boy is a freak and he deserved everything we did to him."

One of the guards managed to gag the man. Death nodded in thanks and the guard returned to his previous position. He then looked at the prisoners once more. The mask hid his glare but not the anger. It came off him in waves.

"You will not speak unless it is to answer one of our questions."

"Mph!"

"Now I want to know about Harry's parents."

"What about them?" Petunia sneered.

"What are their names?"

"James and Lily Potter."

"Which one were you related to?"

"Neither. Lily was adopted. My father felt bad for her since she was an orphan. I couldn't understand how my parents could love that disgusting witch."

"Did she ever harm anyone?"

"No. She tried to make everyone see that not all freaks were evil." She snorted out in disgust.

"What happened to them?"

"They were killed when he was one. The witches didn't want the good publicity and attacked them on halloween to make a statement."

"How did you end up with Harry?"

"He was left on our doorstep. Everytime we sent him to an orphanage or threw him away he was brought back." Death and Stein noticed the shocked and horrified look on the son and realized he didn't know this.

"What did you do after that?" Despite being horrified with what he heard he needed all the information.

"After sending him away and throwing him away didn't work we took him in and put him in the cupboard under the stairs." Dudley didn't look surprise at this so he knew.

"How could you do that?!" Spirit shouted. "He was just a baby!"

"He was half witch, a freak!" Petunia hissed.

"Spirit calm down. What happened next?"

"We spent a month trying to kill him and gave up once it was obvious he wouldn't die."

"I need to go." Spirit said through clenched teeth before leaving.

"Continue."

"We kept him under the stairs after that. Fed him once every other day. If he used his magic he would be put into the cage." She had no idea why she was admitting to what they did to the freak.

Stein noticed how horrified the younger male was. He tilted his head and wondered how they kept their son from finding out what they had done to him while they were doing it. His attention however was brought back on the women when she mentioned the cage. He had been wanting to know more ever since he heard Harry repeat the word during his panic attack.

"Cage?"

"My husband had installed a cage in the basement of our home in Britain and then one here after we moved in. He had done it after the freak used his powers to get food." It pissed them off to hear he was punished for trying to survive. "If he touched the bars he would be electrocuted. It was small enough that if he moved even an inch he would get shocked. He was also stripped and hosed down with old dishwater before he was placed in there."

"Anything else?" Death's voice was emotionless.

"We always gave him a beating whenever he broke a rule."

"What were the rules?"

She pulled the list out of her pocket. She had been about to read them when Stein took it from her. He read it before handing them to Death.

"Did you add new rules whenever you wanted?" Stein asked already knowing the answer but needing to confirm it.

"Of course."

"You just wanted an excuse to hurt him." Death said angrily. "Did either of you sexually abuse him?"

"No! That is disgusting." They sighed in relief.

Had they been paying attention to Vernon they would have seen the look on his face. Luckily for him the gag prevented him from speaking. The magic in the room would have worked otherwise. Vernon had did things to Harry that not even Petunia was aware of. A certain collar and leash came to his mind. He was just lucky they were looking at his wife and not him. Their son had backed away from them the more he heard and was currently sitting against the wall with his eyes closed. He never saw the look on his father's face either.

"Why did you move here?" Death asked.

"That freak had changed into a weapon. Vernon and I decided to move here so that Dudley could go to this school and become a hero. The only problem was that the freak wasn't letting my baby wield him and kept burning his hands or being to heavy for him. We figured being here would help."

"Did you beat him for it as well?"

"Yes. He deserved it."

"No he didn't." Death instantly responded. "Anything else?"

"Once we stripped him naked and put a collar on him and chained him outside. It was a record high temperature in Surrey that day."

None of them saw Vernon's face as the collar and chain was mentioned. What his wife didn't know was that he used that more than once and it was always in their bed. Not Vernon and Petunia's bed but the bed in the basement he called theirs, meaning his and Harry's bed. He was very grateful for the gag.

"Why?"

"He burned my babies hands when Dudders tried to hold him in his weapon form."

"So you humiliated him?"

"Yes." The matter of fact tone bothered the two.

"Stein?"

"On it." He wasn't going to wait for the check up.

"Good."

Stein left leaving the Dursleys alone with a very angry death god. Vernon just glared at them while Petunia was pale. She couldn't believe what she had admitted. For some reason she was forced to talk and she finally realized it was most likely magic. Dudley refused to look at her. It hurt. He was busy staring at the floor blankly.

"You will spend the rest of your life behind bars. Both of you will be in a special room designed to make you go through what you put your victim through. In this case both of you will know what Harry felt."

"You can't do this!" Petunia protested.

"Oh but I can and I will. Guards!"

"Yes my lord?"

"Sir?"

"You called?"

"These two are to be taken to cells 1973 and 1974 in building S, floor 10, room 3." There son is to be placed with mrs. Mullen's home for boys. She will straighten him out."

"Yes sir." Two of them said.

"Of course lord Death."

The two were dragged away. Deah sat down on his chair. These two were some of the sickest people he met.

(With Spirit)

Spirit ran out of the room. As soon as he was out went to go find his daughter. He may have cheated on his wife but he never raised a hand to her or their daughter. He could never hurt a child. It was sick and anyone to do so deserved more that prison. Luckily those animals were in Death City and would definitely pay for what they did to a child. His lord would make sure of it.

"Papa?" Maka asked in confusion when her father suddenly hugged her out of nowhere.

"Just let me hug you for a minute."

"O-okay." She looked at Soul who shrugged in confusion.

The hug lasted for more than a minute but eventually he let go. "Thanks Maka."

"Are you okay? Did something happen? Is it mama?"

"I'm physically fine. Yes something is wrong and no your mama is fine."

"What is it?"

"A severe case of child abuse."

Both Maka and Soul's face morphed to a look of anger and disgust. "I hope they are punished." Maka said as her hands curled into fist.

"From what I heard before I left they will be. I just couldn't stay or else I would have made them pay with my bare hands."

"Is the kid okay?" Soul asked as Maka hugged her father once more.

"I don't know. What I do know is that he is around your age and was sleeping after a major panic attack. They were planning on having him examined tomorrow but my guess is that it will be done today. Lord Death has him under his care and hopefully he begins to heal."

"So that's why Kid, Liz, and Patty left in the middle of the school day. We had just assumed Kid found something asymmetrical and freaked." Soul commented.

"Well the three of them will most likely be busy helping him."

"Anything we can do?" Maka asked.

"I don't know yet."

"Will you tell us when you know?"

"Of course."

"Good."

Once Spirit was done comforting and reassuring himself he had left. He had gone to Lord Death's mansion. He wanted to check in on Harry and see if he could do anything. If not then he would find something to do to keep himself busy.

(With Stein)

As soon as Stein had left the room he had punched the wall. He had wanted to punch that horrible woman but managed to stop himself. He took a few calming breaths. Stein didn't want to be angry around Harry. He knew that it would just frighten him more. Once he was calm he went to check on Harry.

Stein had felt pure, unadulterated rage when he heard what they had done to Harry. He was a mad person who was crazy enough to experiment on himself and others but he would never to what they had done to another person. He really couldn't understand how they could do it either.

"Is he up?"

"Yeah. He is in his room. He wanted to be alone after he woke up."

"I see. I am going to give him a check up now."

Kid's face was blank. "They were that bad?"

"They were worse."

"Damn."

Stein didn't say anything after that. He walked to where Harry's room was located and knocked on the door. He waited for permission.

"C-come in."

Stein opened the door and smiled. "Hello again Harry."

"Hi."

"I am going to give you a check up." Stein became confused when Harry whimpered. "Harry?"

"No! Please! I'll be good."

"Harry?" Stein felt his stomach drop at what Harry said.

"I promise to be good."

"Shh." Stein tried to comfort Harry. "Kid!"

"Yes?" Kid asked before he saw the state Harry was in. "What happened?"

"I told him I was going to give him a check up and he became like this. Get your father. My guess is that Vernon has some information that his wife didn't know about."

"Of course." Kid left to go do that.

Stein slid down on the floor near Harry. He put him in his lap and rocked him. Stein rubbed circles into his back. He just hoped that it worked.

"Harry I need you to calm down. It's going to be alright. I won't harm you."

"B-but you said you w-were going to give m-me a c-check up."

Stein made sure he was looking Harry in the eye. "I just want to give you an exam so that I can see the extent of your injuries so that I can treat them."

"Pr-promise?"

"I promise. What do check ups usually mean?"

Harry buried his head in the older man's shoulder. "On the days that uncle Vernon has a day off and aunt Petunia was out with Dudley he would make me strip and check over my wounds."

Stein didn't like what he was hearing. "Why?"

"To reopen them. A freak isn't allowed to heal because he doesn't deserve to."

"I see. Anything else?"

"..."

"Harry I have to ask if you were sexually abused."

"...yes."

Stein managed to control his temper. "Okay. May I check you over?"

"W-will I have to get naked?" He asked terrified.

"No. I will get you a hospital gown. You can keep on your underwear until I examine your rectum for injuries. The gown allows better access."

"O-okay." Stein handed him a gown and left.

Lord Death had arrived just as Stein left the bedroom. Stein shut the door and motioned him away from the door. He informed him what he had learned.

"Since Vernon was gagged he wasn't the one to talk. Since she didn't know e couldn't tell us this."

"Is he letting you examine him?"

"Yes. When we come to the rectal exam it might be a problem but at least I can start treating him."

"Good, good. I need to get back to Vernon."

The door opened before Stein could respond. It was Harry. He was hugging the giraffe to his chest and his hair his his face.

"I'm r-ready."

"Okay."