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Chapter 2

Harry sat with his legs crossed hidden in the bushes, eyes closed and breathing deep. It had been a month since Excali'an had come to him and every day once he'd finished his chores he walked to the park for training. At night they trained in his mindscape but he needed physical training too. A Knight had to have total control over mind and body and in his case his magic too. Lack of food made physical training hard as he simply didn't have the strength or stamina. It was hard and he was starting younger than most initiates but it was necessary for the plan. He barely allowed himself to believe the plan would work but if it did….no more Dursley's, no more slaving for a family that hated him. For the plan his magical training was the most important, it would be needed to succeed.

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"Boy! Get the mail."

"Yes Uncle." Harry obediently picked up the scattered letters and carried them to the table, placing them beside his uncle before he went back to finishing the meal. He plated up the eggs and bacon. He then went to work cleaning up, ignoring his stomach as he did so. His relatives left the table and he collected the plates, eating the scraps quickly before drinking from the tap. He was getting better at sneaking extra food wherever possible but it was never enough to make him full and he refused to steal from a store. Not that he'd get away with that, everyone in the neighbourhood believed the lies the Dursley's told about him so he was watched like a hawk whenever he went into a store. He couldn't wait until he was gone, maybe he could make some friends, find people who liked him.

He sighed when he saw the list his Aunt had left for him before leaving to 'socialise'. It was the biggest he'd had in a long time and generally meant only one thing: Aunt Marge and Ripper. He shivered, he hated that dog. He felt a wash of concern and calm flow over him from Excali'an and relaxed into the feelings. He went to work as quickly as possible, wanting to get it all done so he could leave the house and get to training.

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Harry silently packed what little he owned before slipping from the cupboard to raid the kitchen, shoving food in the ratty bag. He waved his hand at the door and grinned when it clicked open. A few seconds later he was passing through the extremely weak wards that wouldn't stand up to a stiff breeze let alone a threat. Excali'an had not been impressed. They wrapped around Privet Drive, with number 4 at the centre and they were protective in nature. Blood wards that were held by him and Aunt Petunia which meant a Mage was involved. Neither of them knew anything about the Mage's of this time, Excali'an had been dormant too long, the world had changed too much. Whoever had set the wards had ignored one important fact, blood wards needed more than just blood: they needed love and magic. Harry was the only Mage in the house, weakening the wards a lot, and there was no love in that house, there wasn't even acceptance. Without those two necessary ingredients the wards were never going to be able to do much of anything. As he walked down the street he felt the wards collapse totally due to him, he had never called that place home and now he was leaving, never to return and there was nothing to hold them up anymore. He stepped into an alley and closed his eyes, focusing on where he needed to go.

He reappeared within a stone structure even he recognised. He'd seen pictures at school but they were nothing like being there. The stones towered over his head and he nearly swooned at the feeling of so much magic in the air and ground. Aside from the stone circle there was nothing left. Camelot was long gone, even the foundations were gone from under the ground. All that was left was Stonehenge, and hopefully the station beneath it. He walked into the centre of the circle, glad for the cover of night, as he knelt down and began marking out a smaller circle before looking up at the stars to get his bearings, he sat and began digging, grinning when he hit pay dirt. If they were still here, then the station had to be as well. He found the small sealed compartment set within the metal ring and popped it open, small fingers easily slipping inside to set and then activate. He stood up and the Rings leapt up around him before he vanished in a flash of light.

The light faded and the Rings dropped into the floor beneath him, leaving him in the dark. He didn't move though, wary of any defences as the lights slowly came on. A woman appeared before him, clothed in a flowing white gown with fiery red hair flowing in waves down her back and her violet eyes were narrowed on him. Harry bowed slightly to her, fighting the urge to bite his lip.

Morgana Le Fay stared at the child before her, at least this invader had some manners. Her usual method for dealing with such would not do this time, she was more than a simple program with no autonomy, she was an AI, a child of Atlantis, and she would not kill a child. Over the centuries since Camelot's fall she had sent many a body out to sea through the pipes that allowed sea water in and out of the station. It was not something she enjoyed but she would not allow her domain to fall into the wrong hands. "What brings you here child?" she asked softly.

"Bringing an old soldier home, Lady Le Fay." Harry answered with a smile even as he summoned Excalibur's portable form to his hand.

Morgana stared at the dagger, she recognised the weapon instantly. How could she not? Excalibur…Excali'an…he had vanished when Arthur was slain in battle. How had he come to the child? And why bring him here? "Passcode."

Harry took a deep breath and slowly pronounced the code, not wanting to mess the language up. Ancient was not easy!

The codes were correct and the last update Excali'an would have had. She wanted to ask the boy to channel Excali'an's power but he was too young, it was too dangerous at even a low level. The passcode was enough for her to give aide, but in a limited fashion; he was young, she would wait and see how he grew before revealing everything. "How may I assist, Commander?"

"I need money and a way out of the country, and there's some stuff Excali'an said we need to be in a high magic area for."

"I can aid you in all three Commander. An amount of the Royal treasury of Camelot was kept hidden and eventually through unknowing agents was placed within one of the first banks. That money has been invested well and has grown over the centuries. I can supply you with account numbers and the passcodes needed to access it. I am limited in my ability to interact with Earth systems. This is a listening station for the solar system after all."

Harry nodded, money was good. "Have any of the other bases survived? And the…solar defence net?" That was cool!

"I am not in contact with any other AI's. Unfortunately, the defence net has degraded even further than it was in Arthur's time. I have light contact with one scanning satellite out beyond what is called Pluto in this time. There is nothing to report on its scans, an occasionally ship passes at the limit of its reach but nothing coming here since the 1980's when several Asgardian ships came into orbit, as did an unknown ship but it left after a brief time in atmosphere."

"Asgardian?"

"The aliens, not the gods." She answered.

"Wow." Hey, he may be old for his age thanks to the Dursley's, but he was still just a kid and all this talk of gods and aliens thing was very exciting.

Morgana couldn't help being charmed by the child. He would be a powerful Mage once he was an adult and wielding Excalibur…well perhaps the time of the Tau'ri was coming again. Had Excali'an told him what being his wielder fully meant? She didn't think so, perhaps that would be one shock too many for such a young child.

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Harry sat under Morgana's careful watch in the main chamber of the station. It had never been designed to house actual personnel for any length of time but Harry was only one person and a small child at that. The rations stored within had not deteriorated and the boy actually seemed to like them. Nevertheless, she had plans to bring in actual food for him for the remainder of his stay…if he survived what was to come.

Harry closed his eyes, slipping into the mindscape to find Excali'an waiting for him. He was in full armour now, holding a sword, the same sword he took the form of in the real world. Harry looked around and then saw what they were here for, a writhing mass of darkness locked into a small corner. "That's it?" he asked nervously.

"Yes." He placed his hand on the boys' shoulder. "I am with you Harry; this must be done."

Harry nodded. He didn't understand how a soul could be cut into parts or how one could be in him but he wanted it gone!

They moved closer to it and slowly it took the form of a tall young man with blood red eyes. He smirked at them. "Do you think you can defeat me again, Harry Potter?"

TBC…