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Chapter 3: wait, weren't you dead?
He appeared in a forest and inhaled the sweet scent of nature, it had been a while as the planlife on Earth had vanished long before the last Human had.
He took out his notebook and leafed though the pages "damn" he muttered "did I really let so many souls get pulled out of the archive?" he shut the book and looked around "better get going then, wouldn't want to ..." his muttering was interrupted by a large explosion, he could feel his notebook vibrating and cursed.
"Duty calls" he muttered and sped off in the direction of the sound, as he got closer the sounds of battle became clearer and it wasn't long before he could hear voices too.
Eight people stood in a clearing, more like a crater, with kunai and senbon interlocked, a larger group of people behind them, it was obvious to Harry that several knew each other.
"Kakashi! You're a lifesaver!" a voice called out, obviously relieved, Harry looked over and saw that it was a pale boy who had said it.
"Don't start celebrating yet" a white haired man that Harry presumed to be this Kakashi person answered "these guys are all pesky shinobi"
"I knew we would have to fight" the one in-frond of Kakashi said, voice slightly muffled by bandages "but I never imaged it would be against you, Kakashi".
They glared at each other, and the muffled voice continued "That day on the bridge, you were supposed to finish me off and send me to hell. When I came to, I was in the same place as Haku."
Harry blinked at this and started flipping though his notebook, the name Haku sounded familiar, ah, there it was, one of the souls that had been resurrected was named Haku.
"It seems that this is neither heaven nor hell." the bandaged shinobi continued.
"this is the world of the living." Kakashi answered him "You are under the Reanimation Jutsu".
Harry snapped his notebook shut with an audible snap, causing multiple eyes to turn to him as he entered the clearing "that was all I needed to know, any other walking dead here besides him?"
"All four of us are reanimated" a young boy (or was it a girl?) replied, none of the others moved.
"Just checking" Harry grinned, forming several seals in quick succession "Archive Style: Soul Re-Shelving!" he called out and, instantly the four turned white and crumbled, their weapons falling to the ground.
He took out his notebook and flipped though the pages, pen in his hand, and crossed out four names in quick succession "aaaaaaand that is that" he pocketed his book again and looked up, blinking as he realized that he was now surrounded by kunai wielding shinobi "eh?".
"Who are you?" Kakashi asked coldly, body tense 'this man just ended the reanimation jutsu like it was nothing, what else is he capable of?'
"Oh, right" Harry grinned, unconcerned, none of their weapons could touch him anyway, unless he wanted to "I'm Harry, Master of Death, Archivist of Human Souls, and a host of other titles as well, but I just didn't bother learning them all" he smiled sheepishly "were those four friends of yours?"
"No" a green-clad shinobi answered "we are all very grateful you ended the conflict before it began" he got a thumbs up and a smile from the man.
Not everyone however responded positively, "master of death? Soul archivist?", murmers where going around the group of people.
"Yup" Harry said, with a grin and a generally cheery disposition "Sorry about the mess though, haven't been around for long, just finished reorganizing the Human section of the great Archive, a few souls slipped though my grasp here and there" they looked at him like he was mad, but started standing down, probably because of the sign Kakashi had given but that was just a detail.
"hey, didn't you die a while back?" Harry suddenly called out to Kakashi "Hm, I'd need to pull up your record to be sure" he looked at the white haired shinobi critically "but I can do a verification" he weaved a few handsignes, "It would be best if you held still though" Harry said eying Kakasi who was preparing to dodge "Archive Style, Soul Verification!" and Kakashi did indeed try to dodge, he was enveloped by a white glow, and then a green glow.
"Yup, thought so, you got brought back to life" Harry said triumphantly "no worries though, you had a clean reincarnation, whoever did it went though the official channels and I'm not legally permitted to Archive your soul before your second death date".
The gathered shinobi blinked, confused, Kakashi among them and it was clear that they thought he was insane, powerful yes, but completely bonkers, he let them.
'this is going to be so mutch fun' Harry thought grinning.
Kakashi turned to him "please hand over your weapons and come with us" he said calmly, but despite his calm demeanor Harry could feel his hesitation, the shinobi had aperently no idea what to do with him, or the situation.
"Kakashi, we don't know if he is hostile or not, taking him with us could be a mistake" the pale boy from before said, hardly any emotion on his face.
"That's a risk you're not going to have to take" Harry said grinning, "because I'm not in the mood to sit around all day and do nothing while Dead Souls are making mountains of paperwork" he grimaced "paperwork is evil" he said semi-serious.
He looked at Kakashi once more "but I'm willing to do you a favor" he grinned again, he was doing that a lot today he realized, no matter "why don't you tell me were I should go first!" he looked at his wristwatch "I'll give you some time to ask your superiors".
Headquarters was understandably suspicious of him and his offer, trust after all wasn't something freely given amongst shinobi, but plans where changed to include Kakasi's victory and the commanders hesitantly relayed that Harry should go to the coast, along with Kakasi's Third Company to provide support for Darui's First Company.
Harry of-course ignored this when he heard it and spun on his heel, disappearing instantly in a cloud of black smoke.
The gathered shinobi all shared a glance but, in the end, ignored it and left to provide backup and support as they had been ordered to.
Harry reappeared there where he had sensed the largest gathering of Humans near the coast, and he had been spot on, as he had arrived directly behind a large man and a girl with little buns in her hair.
"Looks like I arrived in time" Harry ignored the suddenly battle ready shinobi around him, to their annoyance, "I'll make one thing clear" he looked pointedly to the larger man "I'm only here to archive the Dead Souls, the living aren't my concern" he knew that he had them confused now.
A shinobi ran up to them "word from Headquarters" and promptly started to explain a complicated strategy involving a lot of backup for the coastline "also there is word that a powerful shinobi is going to assist in this battle, however none of the kage know him".
The two he had appeared behind turned to face him fully and he shrugged "I'm the Archivist, I helped out Kakashi and a bunch of other shinobi whose names I wasn't told, and of-course I'm powerful, I'm a master of Death after-all".
The shinobi looked at him sceptically, but since headquarters had told them to expect him, there wasn't anything they could do.
Harry could see a white hared man with a sword on his back overlooking the sea of white weirdly shaped people, only they weren't human. "It's drab... But I'll show them why I'm the one guarding the coastline." The man spoke, looking bored.
"I'll launch the opening shot! Then continue!" he called out to the gathered shinobi, there was a loud chorus of "Yes, Sir" in response to his order, and everyone got ready to face the enemy.
Except Harry of-course, but the white plant things weren't within his jurisdiction anyway and he was only here to collect the Dead Souls.
"Lightning Style, Black Panther!" the voice in front called out, and a great blast of black lightning came forth, taking the shape of a panther, and plunged into the water, electrifying the plant thingies.
A large group of them all jumped into the air, only for most of them to get impaled by kunai and other flying objects. 'there' Harry thought, as he saw a Dead Soul amongst them, he focused and formed the handseals, "Archive style, Soul Re-Shelving!" he called out, and, just like the last time, the human form crumbled, no longer being supported by a Soul.
Several shinobi looked at him, eyes wide, surprised that the reanimated enemy had fallen so easily, and didn't reform. Harry only grinned in reply
More enemies approached, and among them two more Dead Souls, with a flicker and a whiff of smoke he stood in frond of a large sinobi wielding a large stick, he grinned, forming the handseals again, not giving either of them the time to speak, "Archive Style, Soul Re-Shelving!"he called out. The effect was once more instantaneous.
Harry grinned at the now stunned shinobi and gave him a short salute, already having identified his next target.
"Eight Trigrams Palm Rotation!" a seemingly blind man called out and started spinning, a blue bubble appearing around him deflecting a hail of kunai, only to come face to face with someone who looked almost exactly alike.
"Brother" they both looked at each other "Forgive me... As a member of the branch family who should be protecting the main family, I'm standing here now as your enemy. This must be my punishment for resenting the main family long ago, My body will not do what I tell it to. As it is, my decision to choose death for the sake of the village has been negated..."
The to brothers stood in silence for a moment, it was clear to Harry that the bulging veins leading to and from their eyes signified some sort of special eye powers, "This is the fate in store for me, a member of the branch family." the Dead brother began again, only to be interrupted by his Living brother "There is no such fate!" face determined "Your son has fought to demonstrate that! So has my daughter!" the living brother prepared himself for battle while the dead one looked shocked for a moment.
Harry took that as his que "Sorry to interrupt this lovely reunion" he said, landing next to the living brother, "Archive Style, Soul Re-Shelving!" he cracked his neck as the Dead Soul returned to the the Archive "two more to go and I'm off to get everything organised" he said to the surprised man next to him.
It didn't take him long to find them, as they where still standing on the water, the shinobi who had thrown the black lighning into the water was aproaching them, but Harry was there before he could reach them and, without a moment of hesitation he formed the necessary seals calling out "Archive Style, Soul Re-Shelving!"
The shinobi looked at him, and blinked "I could have handled that" he said, "who are you anyway?"
"why don't you ask Headquarters when the battle is over? These souls aren't going to archive themselves" Harry said, not even bothering to look as the two dead brothers crumbled.
He turned on his heel and vanished in a puf of smoke, reappearing in the Archive near his desk, he looked at the work he had to do with the recent war.
"Fun is over for a while now, I'm going to need some time to archive these newly dead souls, and the Dead Souls I gathered" he said to the empty library, and sat down to get to work.
The world could wait a night... right?
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ok! explaining time!
You know what, I'm not going to bother with that today (It's late)
Also, 23 Alerts and 16 Favs? and here I wasn't actually planning on making the 3rd chapter... oh well, since it won't leave me alone anyway, might as well write it down
(PS: most of the text I actually got from the episodes themselves)
For these are the reasons I don't write:
1: I write short chapters (I hate short chapters) [from chapter 1]
2: this is totally not what I had in mind! (what my mind thinks and what my hands write are two different things) [from chapter2]
3: need... to... SLEEEEEP! Because honestly, this story won't leave me alone!