Disclaimer: No, unfortunately I don't own Harry Potter, W.I.T.C.H., Final Fantasy 7, Final fantasy 7 Advent Children, Code Lyoko, Ben10, The Life and Times of Juniper Lee, American Dragon Jake Long, My Life as a Teenage Robot, Resident Evil, Shadowrun RPG, Dungeons & Dragons, Starship Troopers RPG, Various D20 sources, any of the characters therein, or whatever else the reader may recognize as coming from a TV show, movie, comic book, book, or music video. This story is going to be a huge crossover as well as a self insert fic. It's written for the enjoyment of others in mind and not for any personal profit. Well, I really have no money anyway, so it would be pretty pointless to sue, huh?

Warning: The following story contains graphic descriptions of torture, mutilation, intense violence, and sexuality (yeah, I finally decided). For safety's sake, this fic is rated M.

Author's note: Okay, I've finally decided on all the characters and what abilities they're going to have. I have tried to be as true to the various series as I possibly could, but many of the characters that I wanted in this fic lacked abilities and powers that would put them all on an even playing field. So I decided to draw from my vast library of role-playing source books to find powers to match their personalities. Games like Dungeons & Dragons and Shadowrun. Also, my self insert character will have abilities inspired by the Resident Evil franchise (games, books, and movies). I will also have an assumed name due to the fact that this is an unsecured forum and I do not want people to know my true name if at all possible. I will be listing all the sources I used at the end of this chapter so you will be able to gain a better understanding of the class abilities used by reading those books. Also, a little explanation is needed. Lucius Malfoy in my story was never sent to Azkaban.

Thunderstruck: Chapter 4

Emotion: (e-mot-ion) noun. An intense mental state that arises subjectively rather than through consious effort and is often accompanied by physiological changes; a feeling; the emotions of joy, sorrow, reverence, hate, and love.

Such a cold, logical way of describing something that has irreversibly altered the course of human history countless times. Emotion has been the single greatest contributing factor in human evolution. It has inspired poets, artists, and lovers since time began. Without it, countless works of art, literature, and architecture would never have come into being. William Shakespeare's immortal Romeo and Juliet. The Taj Mahal. At the same time emotion was well known to drive leaders and warriors. The great Trojan War was fought for the sake of one woman, Helen of Troy. And now, a whole new war driven by emotions was in the making. One that would forever alter the course of the world in ways none could predict.

It was a clear, warm Saturday morning. In an abandoned factory in France, emotions were running high. Nervousness, anxiety, shyness, fear, and impatience were radiating from the large group of people who had gathered secretly for a meeting of great importance. On the far left, a group of five teens were talking softly in French. On their right, a brown haired boy with an odd wristwatch was standing with a red headed girl and a man who looked to be their grandfather. The boy was looking over at an Oriental girl with a magenta stripe in her hair as she talked to her grandmother. Gathered around them were a goth/punker girl with two shades of purple hair, a perky blonde with pigtails, a boy with glasses and much "bling", and a rather plump pug who was yelling with a Scottish accent. Next to them, a white and blue robot girl, a tall red haired boy, and a small elderly woman were staring at the dog. Elyon and Caleb were next, looking calm amidst the chaos. A little to their right stood a Chinese boy talking to a tiny elderly Chinese man as a vacent eyed brown haired boy, a sassy black girl, a nervous blonde girl and another talking dog listened intently nearby. And finally, on the far right, was a boy with short, dirty blonde hair tapping his foot impatiently. (Yay, it's me!)

Looking over the madness, Will and the other Guardians were more than a little scared about pulling together this motly crew and forging it into an effective fighting force.

Clapping her hands sharply for attention, Will stepped foward.

"Alright." She started, raising her voice so that everyone could hear her." I want to thank you all for accepting our invitation. This last week, my friends and I have been traveling all over the world to find you all and plead for your help. By now, you all know the reasons we nead you. You have all seen the stories of Jenova and of Harry Potter. Unless we can pull together, Harry will be executed and a madman will be free to destroy all life on Earth. Each of you has vital skills we will need in the times to come. Now, since my friends and I already know all of your names, I hope you'll allow me to introduce you around to the rest of the group."

Recieving nods, she continued.

"Thank you. As I call your name, will you please step foward and give everyone a quick rundown of your skills and achievments? First on my far left and working my way to the far right. First up, Ulrich Stern."

Ulrich was wearing baggy light brown cargo pants and a black t-shirt with the kanji for Ronin printed in a red graffiti patern printed on it.

"Uh, hey, I'm um, Ulrich." He stammered out, nervous at going first. "I'm originally from the United States and I'm fifteen years old. I'm what's called a psychic warrior. All my psionic powers geared towards enhancing my physical stats like my speed, strength, and my senses. My body also adapts itself to any hostile environment. As far as my other abilities go, I'm a swordsman. Together, my friends and I've destroyed an evil computer program called Xana that was trying to kill every human on Earth."

"Okay" Will said. "Next up is Yumi Ishiyama."

Yumi was wearing a pair of tight, artistically ripped Levi's with a chain serving duty as a belt. Her red t-shirt had the kanji for dark angel printed on it in a black slashing pattern. (Don't know Japanese, sorry) A pair of Doc Martins completed the ensemble.

"Hi, I'm Yumi. I was born in Japan and moved here to France about five years ago. I'm sixteen years old. I'm a type of psion called a kineticist. My psionic power allows me to use telekenesis, manipulate energy, and attack with energy blasts. I'm also a martial artist and my favorite weapon is the war fan."

"Jeremy Belpois."

Jeremy was wearing a white button up shirt with a deep blue tie and black slacks.

"Hello, my name is Jeremy and I am a native to France. I am fifteen. I have only recently discovered my telepathic powers, so their not very well developed yet. Beyond that, I am a highly skilled computer programer and hacker."

"Aelita Hopper."

Aelita was wearing a pink skirt that went down to just below her knees with a white shirt, a maroon hoodie, and dark pink tennis shoes.

"Hello, I'm Aelita." She said, smiling shyly. "I am fifteen years old and am native to France. I am what is known as a shaper. My psionic powers are focussed towards metacreativity. I can create semisolid and solid objects like weapons, barriers, and animated constructs to do battle for me. I am also skilled in computer programing."

"Odd Della Robia."

Odd was wearing a purple vest over a bright red shirt. His purple pants were flared at the bottems of the legs resembling bell-bottems. His rather ugly dog, Kiwi, stood faithfully at his master's side.

Hey, I'm Odd. I'm fifteen and I'm French. I'm a seer. My psionic powers involve clairsentience. I can see into the future, the past, can spy on people here in the present and can locate just about anything. I'm very agile and have started to use a bo staff in combat. Beyond that, I've got a great singing voice." His friends just grin and shake their heads.

"Max Tennyson."

Grandpa Max was wearing his usual Hawian shirt with faded blue jeans and sandles.

"Hello, I'm Max. I'm fifty-eight years old and from the United States. I'm a retired...um...well, alien hunter I guess. My former partner and I worked under the codename "The Plumbers". I am proficient with top secret military and alien weaponry."

"Ben Tennyson."

Ben wore a red t-shirt with black pants and white and black tennis shoes.

"Hey everyone, I'm Ben. I'm from America and I just turned fifteen. This thing on my arm's called the Omnitrix. It lets me turn into a bunch of different aliens, each with their own special abilities. I used it to beat down a wannabe galactic overlord called Vilgax."

"Gwen Tennyson."

Gwen was wearing a light blue and white shirt that bore a cat face printed on it, with a pair of tight light blue pants that seemed to enhance her now shapely legs.

"Hi, I'm Gwen. I'm fifteen and am from America. I am also known as Lucky Girl." Holds up her wrist to display the manacle bearing a familiar charm. "This is the Keystone of Bezel. It enhances my strength, agility, speed, and makes random events go in my favor. As Lucky Girl I have beaten several crazy magicians and have helped my cousin Ben beat his enemies."

"Jasmine Lee."

Jamsine wore her customary purple and red full length dress/robe.

"Hello everyone. I am Jasmine from America. Never ask for a lady's age unless you want to be shoved fave first into a gopher-hole. HAH! I'm the former Te Xuan Ze, having passed that duty on to my granddaughter, Juniper. We Te Xuan Ze serve as the defenders and mediators of the Orchid Bay community of magical beings. I know a great deal about creatures rarely seen even by wizards."

"Juniper Lee."

June wore a tight light green top with her dragonfly emblazoned on it, with a pair of baggy Wranglers and well polished black boots.

"Hi, just call me June. I'm fifteen years old and am the current and youngest Te Xuan Ze ever. I am schooled in three types of martial arts, have enhanced strength and can use an alternate type of spell casting that few, if any wizards know about. I've faced revived mummies, ancient monsters, and even the Norse God Loki."

"Monroe."

"Ach, I'm Monroe. I serve as June's teacher, assistant and advisor in her role as the Te Xuan Ze. My age is none o' yer flippen bussiness!"

"Ophelia Ramirez."

Ophelia was wearing a form fitting black shirt with a fanged skull learing from it. Her tight, black pants were dripping with chains and her solid steel toed boots tapped the ground impatiently.

"Like, hello, or whatever. I'm Ophelia, and I'm fifteen years old. I specialize in two types of shadow magic. My shadowsmith abilities allow me to create weapons from pure darkness while my shadow blade abilities let me wrap myself in shadows and see perfectly in complete darkness. I prefer to use twin shortswords."

"Judy Irwin."

Judy wore a cheerfull yellow dress that went down to her knees with yellow slipper/shoes.

"Hi, I'm Judy." Big perky smile. "I'm fifteen years old. I am training to be a doctor and just got certified as a paramedic. I really can't fight at all though, sorry."

"Roger Radcliffe."

"Hey guys, I'm Roger. Woah, just about everyone's fifteen, huh? Well, I am too!" Grins. "I'm a kind of psion called a wilder. My emotions fuel my power instead of the usual mental focus of other psions."

"Ooookay. Uh..Nora Wakeman."

Dr. Wakeman was wearing her usual dark yellow labcoat/dress/whatever the hell it is.

"Hello everyone, I am Doctor Wakeman. As my age is nobody's concern, I'll be moving right along. I am an expert in the fields of robotics and cybernetic surgery. I have created many advanced robots and weapons including much of what the aformentioned Plumbers used. Though my greatest creation to date is my daughter, Jenny."

"Jennifer Wakeman."

"Hey everyone, I'm Jenny AKA Global Defense Unit XJ9. My real age doesn't matter since I have the mind of a sixteen year old. I've beaten too many monsters, aliens and enemy robots to count. I'm also loaded with all the best weapons that my mom could build."

"Brad Carbunkle."

Brad wore a pair of dark brown cargo pants with a black t-shirt that had a red skull and crosswrenches as a variation of the traditional pirate's flag.

"Hi, I'm Brad and I'm sixteen years old. My specialities are engineering and automotive design and mechanics. There isn't a vehicle out there that I can't fix."

"Caleb."

Caleb was wearing a brand new pair of Levi's and a simple blue t-shirt in an attempt for him to blend in with Earth's humans.

"Hi, I'm Caleb. I'm sixteen years old and am the Herald of Candracar. I was once a rebel leader revolting against Prince Phobos the former usurper of the Throne of Meridian. I am a soulknife. My psionic abilities allow me to create knives and swords made of my own psychic energy."

"Elyon Brown."

The young queen wore white robes of the most delicate silk immaginable along with the Crown of Light displayed proudly upon her brow.

"Hello, I'm Elyon. I am fifteen years old and am the rightfull queen of Meridian. I have many magical abilities, far to many to list right now. I can offer Meridian itself as a place to withdraw and rest in case things go badly. I can also serve as an ambassador to many magical creatures like the goblins, or the Minestry of magic should they ever straighten themselves out."

"Luong Lao Shi."

The old man wore his usual blue robes.

"Hello, I am Loa Shi ." He bowed to the group. "I am sixty-three years old and am actually a True-Dragon, like my grandson, Jake. In my day, I have defeated enemies far too numerous and various to mention. I am also a skilled martial arts instructer, and offer training to this group's benifit."

"Jake Long."

Jake was wearing baggy tan shorts, a red t-shirt that had a traditional Chinese dragon printed on it, and white and blue Vans skateboard shoes.

"Yo, wuddup all? I'm Jake, the American Dragon. I can turn into a dragon, shape-shift into other people, fly, spit fire, the whole nine yards. My friends 'n' me beat the Dark Dragon, and are right now working on taking down the Huntsclan."

"Rose Whitman." (Last name of the voice actor).

Rose was wearing a white belly shirt with a pink heart stitched on it with pink pants with lace frills at the bottems of the legs.

"Hello, I'm Rose. I'm fifteen and a former member of the Huntsclan. I was trained almost from birth as a ninja. As such, I am able to hold my own in armed and unarmed combat. My favorite weapon is the glaive."

"Trixie Carter."

Trixie was wearing a dark purple hoodie over a white t-shirt. Baggy light-brown cargo pants were held up with a studded black belt. On her feet were a pair of dark purple tennis-shoes.

"Hey all, I'm Trixie and I'm fifteen. I've been learning Dragon style Kung Fu from Lao Shi. My uncle Jonny's a pilot and he's been teaching me everything he knows about flying. At this point I can fly helicopters and small planes but I'l be flying the big stuff pretty soon."

"Arthur Spudinski."

Spud was wearing a deep blue t-shirt with the sentence "I do very bad things... and I do them very well" emblazoned on it. His blue jeans had numerous rips and tears all over them.

"Hey dudes, uh, just call me Spud. Kay? I'm, uh, fifteen years old. Lao Shi's been teaching me Drunkin Boxing. Other than that, I'm pretty much a wheel man. I can drive any car, van, or truck ever built easily."

"Uh..Foo Dog."

"Hiya folks, I'm Foo Dog. I've been around for about six hundred years. I've got a lot of usefull contacts in the magical creature community and I give pretty good advice too."

"And finally, Danny Mitchel."

Danny was wearing a pair of baggy, faded Wrangler blue jeans held up by a black belt with a skull-shaped buckle. His red t-shirt had a picture of a pump-action shotgun above the words "Zombie Repellent". Over the shirt was a light-weight desert camouflage jacket. His black steel toed boots had obviously seen a lot of use. A worn, dark blue backpack crammed fit to burst was sitting at his feet.

"Hey, I'm Danny and I'm fifteen years old. When I was twelve, I was kidnapped by the Umbrella Corperation and genetically altered to be the perfect killing machine. The less said about that, the better. I have enhanced strength, senses, and a regenerative healing ability that allows me to recover from just about any wound. As far as weapons go, I prefer handguns and can hit anything I can see."

"Okay, thank you all for your patience." Will said as she stepped foward again. "Later on, we'll have a chance to really get to know each other. But for now, we have to start planning. The execution is in about three weeks, and we have to be ready by then. But what we need now is accurate information. The Oracle gave us what he had, but it wasn't much. So we're going to start out by gathering intel. A few of us will be going to Diagon Alley and Hogsmead. Elyon, Caleb, Ulrich, Yumi, Ben, June, Cornelia, and Taranee will be going to Diagon Alley. Elyon is the only one who can get you past the wall behind the Leaky Cauldron with her powers. Jeremy, Aeilita, Jake, Rose, Gwen, Danny, Irma, and Hay Lin will be going to Hogsmead. We have been able to get our hands on some wizarding money for both groups so you will all be able to pose as casual muggleborn shoppers. For those going to Diagon Alley, your job is to gather info on the exact date and time of the execution, as well as whatever details may be relevent to our job. Use whatever way you can to get it. Newspaper, gossip, whatever. We need that info! The same goes for those going to Hogsmead. Your job will be to gather info on security measures, and the layout of the execution area, as well as anything else you can find out. Remember to avoid a lot of attention. Talk to people, but don't give them any reason to be suspicious of you. By now, you know enough of the Wizarding World so that won't be too much of a problem. But be carefull all the same. Once you've finished, retreat to a secure location and call my cellphone so I can pick you up. While your doing that, the rest of us will be setting up a temporary HQ in Meridian. Once we have Harry and he's all healed up though, we'll have to find some place here on Earth to use as a base of opperations. Some place the Ministry of Magic and Dumbledore won't be able to trace us."

Looking around at all the determined faces, Will nodded her head in grim satisfaction.

"Alright people, we have a lot of things to do and not a lot of time to do it in. So let's get goin!"

Author's note: Okay, that's it for chapter four. I know it was pretty much just a bunch of introductions but I didn't want to have to describe the Guardians finding and meeting all these people. Ya know, I'll probably skip right to the breakout next. This fic is already taking more time than I thought it would even though my chapters are shorter than many of the fics I've seen. I guess you can blame this on my inexperience as a fanfic writer. Or you can just call me a slow, easily destracted screwball. That works too. You know, bills, work, family. It's a huge hassle. I never seem to get the time I want to work on this mess. Oh well. Anyway I promised I would list the source books I used to get the powers for the characters in this fic. So here it is. I tried to be as true to the characters as possible, particularly in the case of the Code Lyoko crew. Their powers while in Lyoko corresponded greatly with the different schools of psions in the book. In Jeremy's case I had to make him a telepath even though he has no powers on the show. I figured it was the most usefull power for him to have. I may be giving the characters prestige classes later on as they become more experienced with their powers.

Expanded Psionics Handbook; printed by Wizards of the Coast.

Ulrich (Code Lyoko): Psychic Warrior

Yumi (Code Lyoko): Psion(Kineticist)

Jeremy (Code Lyoko): Psion(Telepath)

Aelita (Code Lyoko): Psion(Shaper)

Odd (Code Lyoko): Psion(Seer) (No, not the stupid kind of seer like Trelawny)

Caleb (W.I.T.C.H.): Soulknife

Roger (Life and Times of Juniper Lee): Wilder

Tome of Magic; printed by Wizards of the Coast (Pact, Shadow, and Truename Magic)

Ophelia (Life and Times of Juniper Lee): Shadowblade/Shadowsmith

Hermione (Harry Potter): Truenamer

I will also be taking weapons, and tech from various books and games whenever I need to. I will list those sources as well. As always, I would like to thank those who were kind enough to review. Any creative criticism is appreciated. So, untill next time, this is Uchiha Ninja signing off. See ya later!