Author's Notes: I've made a few changes in chapter four you should know about, the first is that instead of the MBI releasing the Sekirei over the last few months, I changed it to a few years, as some of the bonds were made years back and that. The next change is that I removed the mention of the Blue Sekirei, as she'll be with Harry soon and so can't be in the group.

I would like to thank kira09 for pointing out that the breast size for Musubi in the last chapter wasn't the same as it was in chapter one, which was G cup and not DD cup. Thanks for that, my main beta reader is looking over the last two chapters because another beta reader I'm using had done some work and is now checking it over before I repost it. I hope it is soon, but no promises as he is a bit slow at the moment with real life and other work.

One last thing before we continue with the story, I would like to thank all of those who have reviewed, I'm happy that so many love this story. All I have to say though is that I hoped that you could have been more helpful with ideas that I'm asking for, as it would make things go a lot easier. Before you say this is my story and have to work it out myself and ask do I even know where you're going with the story? The answer not fully, but I do have the main idea set up - see feedback for more about this. As there was a review about this, on fanfiction dot net. You'll find the link to the forum where the feedback is, can be found on my profile page on there.

I do have ideas, but I want help refining them to make them better and stronger, and if you got any new ideas I could add to make the story better.

'Thoughts'

Chapter Nine!

Past!

7th of August 2017:

It was the evening after Harry's trial, and the young man was at Master Liú's apartment getting ready to leave the country. Harry had already said his goodbyes to Hermione and Luna, who told him that they wished that he wasn't leaving, but they understood why he was going and hoped that he would one day find what he was looking for. All they asked was to keep in connect with them, which Harry gladly agreed to. And all he asked of them was for them to look after Hedwig; he would be travelling too much for her to be comfortable until he found a place he called home for her to roost.

After saying goodbye to Hermione and Luna, he went to Master Liú's Dojo to bid him farewell, but he was shocked to see that with Master Liú, Alex, Wyatt, Kheera and Tonks were there too with a few of his Muggle Study Tutors. They wanted him to reconsider his plans for leaving the Wizarding World altogether, as it was part of him, which they wanted to point out to Harry, to make him see that he wasn't really able to leave it. They also wanted him to find a place for himself in it, in another country, where he could live and work in it.

"Harry, won't you reconsider this foolishness?" asked a concerned Master Liú, as Harry said all his goodbyes, whispering to Tonks he would connect her once in a while so they could meet up and have some fun. "You know that not all countries are like this one, you don't have to leave the Wizarding World altogether."

"I know that," Harry explained with a sigh, "and I also know I can't leave completely - even though I would like nothing more than to do so. I'll need to get things from it that I can't get in the Muggle World."

"Why can't you stay here?" Kheera asked, "We would be able to get what you need in the Magical side of things, and stay close to us."

"I know that too, and I'm grateful you'd all be willing." Harry assured them, "but I've been thinking about this since we first decided on the action of taking out the Death Eaters like we did. We knew that I would be exiled from the British Magical World, and to be honest I'm happy, as it's brought nothing but trouble for me. However, for me, leaving almost all of magic behind is more of a personal thing. All my life, magic has brought me pain, it took my parents from me and any other children they might have had. Because of magic my aunt, uncle and cousin treated me like dirt all my life. And that's not taking in account of how I was treated at Hogwarts, one minute a hero, and the next the villain."

As Harry said this, the others give him a sad look; by the end of it, they could understand that Harry wanted nothing more to do with magic. The only reason he still had to was, because without using magic now and then, the energy would build up and hurt both himself and others he was around. "And as for me leaving the country, that was bound to happen sooner or later. The Ministry of Magic wouldn't want me in the country for long, we all already knew this."

This was not a hard sell, everyone there had already accepted that fact. The Ministry of Magic might even go as far as arranging an accident.

"Anyway, there's another reason for me wanting to leave the country, and that's to find myself, find who I really am and find where I belong. I never really felt that I belonged here in England, I belonged somewhere else out there. Since I was a child I was told I was a nobody, a freak and... eventually I even believed it, at least on some level. Then for a while I was the Boy-Who-Lived, then after my first year at Hogwarts, I started to train to become a warrior to defeat Voldemort for when he returned. All this time, I haven't known who I am, I think it is about damn time to find out, don't you?"

That was probably the moment they all gave up trying to get him to stay. After everything he went through, he lost so much and gained very little in return. It was about time for him to do what he wanted for once and not for someone else. So it was with a sad smile that Master Liú said, "Yes, I think you're right son, I just wished it didn't have to be like this… you're like a son that I never had."

"I know what you mean." Harry said with a sad smile too as he hugged his Master, "You're like the father I never had, and the rest of you are like family to me. I wish this didn't have to be like this either, but it is." Pulling away from the hug, he looked at the others and said, "Listen, I need something from all of you."

"What's that, Harry?" Alex asked.

"I'm hoping for a peaceful time with my travels, but with my luck I'm going to run into trouble along the way." Harry said with a sigh "Depending how bad it gets, I might need your help. So whilst I'm travelling, I would like it if you could start setting things up should I ever call you. We were lucky this time it was only magical needs that we needed in this fight, the next fight could be Muggle way. And with how advance they are getting, it's very likely the next fight I get into might be with the Muggles. So, I'd like it if you could help by getting me things that I might need ready. That way if I ever need to set up a… home base of sorts in a conflict, I can have one ready as soon as possible."

"And let's hope you'll never need to make that call." A hopeful Kheera said, but none the less nodded to his request, "If anyone deserves a break from fighting it's you."

"Thanks Kheera," Harry said with a smile, "now I'm off, I'll call you when I can."

"You better." Master Liú said as he and the others saw Harry take a taxi to the airport, where he would soon start his personal discovery, and start a new adventure.

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4th of December 2017:

It has been nearly four months since Harry left England, and his first step in the journey has been the United States. It was arguably the most advanced magical country in the world, if for no other reason than the sheer diversity of the magical population. The cold morning of early December found him walking across one of the Great Lakes. It had over ten thousand miles of shoreline and served as a drain more than two hundred thousand square miles of land ranging from forested areas to agricultural lands, cities - cities that he went into to get supplies and earn money - and suburbs. Harry had always wanted to go camping, and thought this would be the best place for it, as it had great wildlife and forest plant life. It also give him opportunities to do some fishing, hunting, boating, and a lot of wildlife watching. Harry had seen many people over the three months who were either fishing and/or hunting and even joined several of the former. Hunting wasn't, for the most part, something someone could just join in on, because of all the permits involved, but fishing was much simpler.

During this time, Harry found he was at peace living in the forest, with all the wildlife, and unlike others who walked through the forest, Harry found that the grey wolves wouldn't run from him, they would come near to him. It was thanks to them that they were able to teach him to hunt in the forest. It seemed that being a Lycan, he was able to understand wolves.

Feeling the chill start to get to him, Harry decided to stop for a break and found a nice cave to create a fire in. Around him a small pack of wolves surrounded him, having adopted him into their pack, teaching him to hunt. He began cooking his share of the hunt of that day while they ate it raw; Harry was taking more than normal as the night before was a full moon, and like before most times afterwards he was exceptionally hungry.

As the pack and Harry was eating, they heard something outside. The wolves growled at the possible threat as they and Harry head for the entrance of the cave to see what could be outside, only to see an old man collapse in the snow.

Seeing this, Harry pulled the old man into the cave and in front of the warm fire. He checked the old man over to find that, aside from a plethora of bruises and cuts, he had nothing life threatening and mostly just needed to warm up. There was little he could do but wait for him to regain consciousness naturally.

Oddly enough, he felt a familiar pull towards the man, something Harry felt before - but he wasn't sure what it was. All Harry could do until then was keep the old man comfortable.

6th of December 2017:

It took two days for the old man to regain consciousness. It was strange, Harry saw that the old man had some natural healing skills, as the cuts that healed within an hour. It would seem that whatever his healing skills were, because of his age they weren't as strong as they used to be, because the other injuries required some magic from Harry to fix.

Whatever the reason, Harry had to keep an eye on him until his injuries were fully healed.

Now Harry was keeping an eye on the man as the pack was out hunting for their meal for the night, he was looking within the fire thinking about what he would do next. He was making plans to move on from here, visit another country or another part of the US.

A tired groan interrupted his thoughts and he looked over to see the old man waking up. "Sir, are you okay? Take it easy there…" Harry added in concern as the man tried to get up.

The old man just grunted as he succeeded in sitting up. "Can't blame old age for once this time…"

"Not surprising, seeing how I found you beaten up." Harry explained to the old man, before asking, "What happened to you? Why is a man of your age out in this kind of weather in the first place?"

"I was hunting." The old man explained.

"Hunting what? A bear?" Harry asked with a raised brow, curious at the dismissive way the older man was being, "If it wasn't for the healing ability you have, you would have been out a lot longer. Even now, you still may have injuries, Deeper scans are beyond my abilities."

The old man seemed to think for a few moments, if the thoughtful look was anything to go by. As he was doing this, he was looking over himself and Harry, it was as if he was searching for something. Before long he finally decided to say, "I was hunting a Rakshasa."

"You've got to be fucking joking," Harry blurted. He had read up on the Rakshasa, seeing that he and his Tutors feared that this race would ally with Voldemort. Rakshasas were a race of supernatural humanoids who tended to lean towards evil; they were notorious for disturbing sacrifices, desecrating graves, harassing priests, possessing human beings, and so on. They were known to feed on human flesh and spoiled food. They looked like humanoid cat creatures, panthers to be precise, and were shapeshifters, able to assume various physical forms. Because of this, many argued if the cat forms the races seemed to prefer as a whole was even their true bodies or not. They did possess the ability to use magic, but their reserves were never very big, even the most powerful only being about as powerful as an average wand wizard, which limited what they could do with the ability. They mostly relied on their venomous claws.

"What the fuck were you thinking hunting something like that at your age?" Harry demanded, "Even if you're a powerful wizard, hunting a Rakshasa is a young mans game."

"Don't let my age fool you pup." The old man chastised with a grin, "I might be getting on in age, but I could still defeat you in a fight."

That drew a pause from Harry as he reached out and sensed the man's power. What he found was surprisingly in that the man wasn't bluffing. Judging by power level alone, and the assumed amount of experience the man had, it was very likely he could beat Harry. "I think you could, old man." Harry said with a smile. "So what's your name? It seem rude to keep calling you 'old man'."

"I've had many names in the past," The elderly man said, "but you can call me Albert."

"Nice to meet you Albert, I'm Harry, now let me check you over to make sure everything's fine." Harry instructed as he cast some diagnostic spells on Albert. He was happy to find that apart for the injuries that Albert had before, which were healing nicely thanks to the spelled he'd already used, there was no other injuries to worry about.

As Harry finished off the diagnostic spells on Albert, the wolf pack that Harry was living with at the moment returned, and with them they brought a very large adult moose. "Thanks guys," Harry said proudly. Seeing the surprised look from Albert, he lamely stumbled before hurriedly explaining, "oh I've got a thing for wolves. They seemed to like me…"

"You too hmm?" Albert said with a smile, and to Harry's surprise he was stroking one of the young pups, something Harry knew no normal person could do lest the mother bite their entire arm off. He only could do it because he was a Lycan and had earned the pack's trust when he became a member.

Giving Harry a knowing look, Albert admitted, "I thought I sensed another, but I thought it was my age playing tricks on me once again, and hoping upon hoping to find another like me."

"What are you talking about?" Harry asked, a small part of him hoping that the man could be another Lycan like him, so he could learn more about them and what they could do.

For once in a long while, Harry's luck was with him as instead of answering, Albert transformed into a Lycan. Although he looked old, he still showed strength unlike Harry had seen before, it was like this was a true alpha. "As you can see, you are like me, a lycan. I'll be honest with you, at first I thought you were a Lycan when I awoke, but I thought it was my age playing up again - something that's has happened before. I thought that most of our kind was killed long ago, or lost the ability to sire a new pack. So tell me, where is your sire?"

"I... haven't got one." Harry said awkwardly, disliking having to crush the man's hopes. He was also taken off guard by the fact that Albert could talk using his Lycan form, it was something he had a great deal of difficulty doing. "I used to be a werewolf, before some friends found a ritual." Harry explained to the old alpha. His instincts were telling him to submit, but he was fighting it, he vowed to himself he would submit to anyone ever. Not out of rudeness or anything like that, but because of people trying to force him to submit in the past.

Now it was Albert's turn to be shocked, as he said, "You… You've found the old Scrolls of Transformation? I had heard of them, but I thought they were lost long ago."

"It was only by luck that my friends found them." Harry explained, "They were trying to find a way to help me to control my inner wolf back then, only to find them."

"Ah... I see." Albert said slowly with a wide smile, before asking, "So tell me Harry, were you able to use the scroll for others?"

"I'm sorry to say no." Harry said sadly, as he was hoping that he could use the scrolls to 'heal' other werewolves, so that they wouldn't lose their minds during the full moon, and leave without fear of turning others. As he said this, the smile dropped from the Lycan in front of him, and Harry went on to say, "People these days aren't strong enough in power or mind for the ritual to work."

"That's a great shame, it would have been good to get rid of the werewolf curse once again." Albert said sadly, "But have you created your own pack yet? To rebuild the Lycan race?"

"The thought never came to mind." Harry shrugged. "It's not that I don't care or anything of the sort - though I don't have the motivation you would for the continuation of the species, since i wasn't born one or taught the culture - it's just that I've long since put thoughts of having a family out of my mind until people stop trying to kill me."

Albert looked down at this, he had hoped that the Lycan race would be reborn, so that he and the last few he knew of wouldn't be the last of their kind. But he could understand where young Harry was coming from, he knew nothing of his kind and what they could do, what power they had over the night and darkness. "I understand young Harry, I don't blame you from not doing so. If I was in your place, I might do the same. Now is there anything you want to ask me?"

"Plenty, I know next to nothing about the race apart for the name and that we're stronger at night then we are during the day." He explained, "but I think the first thing I would like to ask is how you can talk while transformed? It's something I can barely do, and even then the words are always so broken it's nearly impossible to understand them."

Albert howled with laughter, of all the things Harry could ask, he asked him a simple question like that; oh he was going to like this kid. Maybe he could even change his mind about making a pack and restarting the Lycan race. Transforming back to his human form Albert began doing his best to teach Harry all he could; first just speaking when transformed and then more once Harry was nice and interested.

So began the Harry's training under Albert, learning of the Lycans of old, and the powers they and their packs possessed. It took nearly a year and a half, and would have even been longer, but Albert was dying, growing weaker by the day. The man was stubborn though, and refused to speed up his lessons, costing Harry valuable knowledge.

The man insisted a few more months was trivial whenever Harry voiced his concern, the man had lived for thousands of years, a few more months was nothing. This somewhat saddened Harry as he heard this, it would mean he would see all his friends grow old and die, and he would still be youthful. He sort of already knew this on some level, but getting confirmation was surprisingly painful to hear.

Albert sympathized, knowing the feeling all too well, having possessed many mortal friends over his long life. This was really one of the main reasons Harry agreed, however tentatively, to create his own pack in the future. With a pack he wouldn't need to worry about them dying of old age; though he did remain very firm about telling his potential pack members about the downsides of such a long life span. He wouldn't place such a burden upon someone without them understanding completely.

On Albert's death bed, Harry finally made his decision and promised the old Lycan he would rebuild the old race, but only once he found a place that they could call a home, a safe refuge to call their own that could grow and prosper without fear of being attacked out of jealousy or spite. With that promise, Albert smiled at the young alpha, overjoyed to the point of tears that his race wouldn't die out. He went out like a true wolf, getting up and wandering into the forest to find a place to sleep, never to wake up, at least in the mortal plane. Albert awoke in the Great Forest to find his pack waiting for him in the afterlife.

It took Harry a month to learn to talk within his lycan form. Once he did though the first thing Albert taught Harry was not only how to draw magic from his magical core more efficiently, so that he could use magic and transform faster, but also how to draw from the night, darkness and the moonlight. Albert explained that they were creatures of the night and moon, and as such they were able to draw power from the celestial body to make their magic stronger. As Harry slowly mastered this, he realized that he needed less sleep than most people; four hours, at absolute max, usually less if he had an eventless or relaxing day.

As Albert was teaching Harry how to draw power from outside sources he also began teaching the techniques associated with it. Most of what Albert knew Harry wasn't able to learn as Albert died before Harry could master it all, but Albert had already predicted something like that might happen and made sure to write everything he knew down. This project had began several years before meeting Harry, so they were almost completely done by the time they met and didn't cut into the training time.

What quickly became his most powerful ability was also one Harry hesitated to use, and for good reason. Beast Mimicry allowed the user to tap into primal, unstoppable rage that allowed them to fight with virtually no limits. Strength, reflexes, agility and instincts were all increased, but the longer a person stays in this state, the more unstable they become until they won't be able to tell friend from foe. Albert warned Harry quite severely that using this ability for too long even ran the risk of making it permanent. Harry would become nothing more than a wild animal only interested in satisfying his basic desires. Thankfully, the amount of time Harry personally could remain in this state was well above average, due to his mental strength and force of will.

They didn't stay around the Great Lakes, they travelled other parts of the world to, one of these places Albert took Harry to was to meet someone who could help Harry to master Parseltongue, once he learnt Harry had the talent. It was one skill Harry didn't think useful and hadn't really put any effort into using. What Harry didn't know at the time was that with Parseltongue, he could learn Parselmagic. It had few differences to normal magic, for the most part, but it did have several unique spells; plus the ability to seem like you were just hissing a spell's name instead of letting your opponent hear what you were casting was incredibly useful.

But soon their time together came to an end. there was no goodbye between the two, one day Harry just found Albert's bedroll gone and all of his possessions packed together neatly with a small note saying they were now Harry's.

Prepared for it or not, Harry allowed himself to mourn for a few weeks before moving on with his travels. He fully intended to keep his promise to Albert, but he had centuries upon centuries to find a proper home and family; he was in no rush.

Present!

10th of April 2020 - Ryū-Chō:

It had been two days since Sahashi Takami heard the name Harry Potter, and since then she had her team trying to find out more about him. However, they couldn't find anything else apart from what they already found out; he'd moved to the city a year ago and began doing odd jobs, part and full time, but anything before that, and even a lot of what he did in the past year was just blank. They still couldn't find any doctor reports, no birth certificate, nothing to show that he even existed.

Seeing that they couldn't find anything about him, they resorted to using their secret resource. The mystical world, also known to the people living in it as the Wizarding World. They stumbled upon this mystical world shortly before finding the island with the Sekirei Ship; they were exploring the world when they were attacked by a Minotaur. They were saved though by a Wizard Hunter, an American by the name of Michael Anderson, who was hunting the Minotaur for a customer of his who wanted to mount it and show it off. Michael was a Hunter for hire, going after the right hunt as long as the price is right, he didn't care about the law, as long as he got paid for his work. Once Michael saved their lives, they asked him many question, by the end of which they knew at least enough about the magical world to get a scope of what they were capable of.

Over the years, she and Minaka kept in contact with Michael, and once they found the Sekirei Ship and started up MBI, they asked him to hunt magical creatures for them to study and experiment on - Michael even hunted a few wizards for them to study. So that they could learn about magic and where it came from, and why some people had it and others didn't.

Although they weren't able to fully copy magic itself, thanks to the experiments that they were able to make the Sekirei more stronger, copying the Wizard's seemingly subconscious use of magic to make their bodies more resilient. In fact Sekirei 02: Matsu, was one such Sekirei they were able to alter with magic.

Before they altered her, Matsu had the power access and analyze any electronic device on a telepathic level, however, she didn't have the power to control them in any way. But Minaka didn't like this, he didn't want his Brain-Type Sekirei not being able to do anything with this skill but general spying, so he worked with a few wizards they were able to convince to work for them and soon found a way to alter Matsu so she could do more with this skill - in fact the wizards decided to call it Archive Magic. They thought that in time, they could have other able to use this skill once they worked out how.

Archive Magic would allow the Brain-Type Sekirei to convert the information that they gained into something like magical data of sorts. The data would be able to be stored, enabling the user to gain access to previously stored information. The Sekirei was able to view this information on flat-screen that were projected in the air, sort of like a hologram is portrayed is modern media. If needed, Brain-Type Sekirei could summon multiple of these screens should they have a lot to work out.

However, they didn't stop there, they made it so that the Brain-Type could use this skill in a few different ways, one being for attack. The wizards that were helping Minaka found that the Brain-Type Sekirei had no true attacks to defend themselves, so they created a skill called Force Blast. The Sekirei were able to manifest their Archive in a form of screens and forcefully explode them in front of their target causing similar damage of a blast. They were also sufficient enough to force their target into the air if need be. Another was Force Shield, unlike Force Blast, the screens can protect the Sekirei, and those the Sekirei wanted to protect - the only thing the wizards weren't sure on was how much damage the shields could take before breaking.

Brain types actually developed minor telepathy as an unintended side effect of the other skills, and it didn't take long for that to be enhanced as well once it was discovered. Matsu was the only one able to use it for more than just a simple mental image, but all brain types from then on could project or upload information into someone's brain.

Once Minaka heard of these new Adjustments he was going to wing Matsu himself, seeing that the other two Brain Type Sekirei had already left the MBI Tower, freed into the city. But before he could Matsu escaped from MBI - little did he know was that Takami helped her out in revenge for Minaka pissing her off - with an important item.

Regardless, there were other experiments too, and not all of them worked as they hoped they would. One such case was Sekirei 06 - Homura, they were experimenting with phoenix DNA. Seeing that Homura was already able to control fire, they decided he was be the best test subject for this experiment. They wanted to see if he could gain the same skills as a phoenix, but sadly the experiment failed, along with the other experiments they were doing to him, with a strange side effects - not only was his body reacting badly to his powers, in some cases needing a new body every so often. But it seemed after some research, they found out that he might not be able to gain an Ashikabi like the others - it wasn't impossible, but very difficult to do so. Another thing was that should his body react to an Ashikabi, his body would change to fit their needs, even going so far as altering his mind much more than any other Sekirei. So for example, should the his Ashikabi was a male, who wanted a female submissive pet, that's what Homura's body and mind would change into. A Sekirei would be somewhat submissive to their Ashikabi already, but they would still have some free will, Homura however, should his Ashikabi want it otherwise, would not have any.

This didn't go down well with Homura as there were few-well, many threats towards Minaka and the others that experimented on him before Homura left. It was years since that particular accident and the only contact that he had with MBI was with Takami, and that was only to get new bodies when his old ones gave out because of his powers, and to help protect the Unwinged Sekirei.

During the following years with Takami since they met Michael, she had more contact with him than Minaka. They talked often, even having an affair that both enjoyed quite a bit - if you could call it an affair. Apart for having sex now and then, they decided that they wouldn't marry because they simply didn't have enough in common. Meanwhile, Minaka was spending more and more time with the Sekirei, making up the Sekirei Plan and when he wasn't doing that was having his fun with his own special Sekirei.

During their time together, Michael showed her Takami Ryū-Chō, a small man-made island off the coast of Shinto Teito Bay. Takami was surprised about it, she knew of its existence, it was an run down industrial site - in fact MBI had tried many time to buy the island for their own, as it was what they were looking for so they could do all their research and much more and wouldn't have to worry about being seen or anything - but unlike many other times in the past, the government wouldn't allow them to have it, no matter what they tried - even blackmail. Nothing worked, the government informed them that the island belonged to a private party, one they weren't allowed to tell them about.

They thought that it was someone with more power and resources to enforce fear on the government not to talk, and so they were trying to get more power so they could upstage whoever this private party was. But as they were doing so, Michael informed her about Ryū-Chō and that the private party was the Japanese Magical Government, and that they had a treaty with Non-Magical Government for rights to the island.

Michael then showed her to the Non-Magical Entrance - a small unused breakroom, with what looked like a homeless man sleeping there, but the homeless man was in fact a guard for the entrance of the industrial site that lead into Ryū-Chō. Michael informed her that should any of Non-Magical enter the industrial site and not go through the Non-Magical Entrance, all they would see was a rundown industrial site, no longer in use. When she went there the second door, the charms that were place upon the island seemed to drop and she saw a magnificent city. It was like nothing she had seen or could even dream of. People flying on broomsticks, people casting spells and so much more. Michael informed her that this place housed almost all of the Japanese Wizarding Community.

Years passed and currently she was waiting outside a restaurant called Takezono, it was a restaurant that she and Michael often met up at whenever they wanted to see each other when Michael was in town. As she was sitting at one of the outdoor table's to wait for Michael, having a drink of earl grey, a black haired man with blue eyes walked towards her. He was tall, with a muscular body, with a few scars on his face. Unlike many there, he wasn't wearing a robe, but black jeans and t-shirt, and he was holding his black leather jacket over his shoulder.

As he got near to Takami, he said, "Hi Takami, nice to see you again. What happened to your eye?"

"Michael-Koi nice to see you again." said Takami as she stood up and give him a hug and a kiss on the lips, "It's been a while. As for my eye, it was an accident at work. Nothing permanent, I'll need the eye patch on for a few weeks."

"Yes it has love." He would ask about the accident, but he got a feeling Takami wouldn't tell him even if he asked and so dropped it, "but as you know I live for the hunt and I go where the hunt is."

"I know Michael-Koi." said Takami as she looked unhappy about it, "I'm so alone when you're not around. Yes I have my kids, but they're all grown up and doing their own things now, as it should be. The fool Minaka, he no longer cares about me, all he cares about is this Sekirei Plan and his Sekirei - sometimes I think there's more to his plan then he even let me on about. Sometimes I wonder what I ever saw in the man, and why I had child with him, much less two."

"Then why don't you come with me then?" Michael offered, "Why don't come with me so I can share my other love with you?"

"Michael-Koi, I would like nothing more than to go with you." Takami said with sad look, "But as you know, I hate the idea of hunting, I fear that one day you might not ever return from one of your hunts. As much as I hate the man, I do still need to work for him because he can provide all the funding I want. I am first and foremost a scientist, I love to figure out how things work, and learn new things. You wouldn't give up your weapons, just as I can't give up my lab."

Michael didn't really like the idea of this, but he could understand it worded like that so begrudgingly accepted it. "I understand…" Michael a sad sigh, before he changed the subject to why she called him here, "So apart from wanting to see me again, why did you call me here today?"

"I've got a job for you Koi." Takami said with a smile, "This is a simple and safe job for you, I need you to hunt down some information for me if you're able to on a new Ashikabi that we have."

"You want me to hunt down some information an Ashikabi?" Michael asked in interest, "Can't you do that? I mean you do have all the resources needed."

"Oh you would think so, but we don't in this case." Takami said gravely, hating the idea that there was something her team couldn't find or get their hands on. "This isn't like any other Ashikabi's we're used to, he frightened Minaka enough to beef up the security around and within the MBI Tower. And that's only from doing his normal meet and greet though the TV. He's done enough of them though either TV's or phone's that he is used to all kinds of threats, for this new Ashikabi to put the fear of God within him... this Ashikabi needs to be something else altogether. So this is why I believe that this Ashikabi we have found is from your world."

"Oh really?" Michael asked, more interested now. 'Safe jobs' were always so very boring, but this sounded like fun. He had no idea a magical could become an Ashikabi. They'd only tested him and four others when they tried to get a reaction out of a Sekirei, any Sekirei, so it was entirely possible that it was just them that was the problem, not their magic. For someone to scare Minaka, that was a feat all by itself. He would like to meet up with this Ashikabi and see what he was like and what he could do.

"Yeah, we've done the basic search for this Ashikabi as normal," Takami began to explain everything they knew. "...We couldn't find any doctor reports, no birth certificate, nothing to show that this Ashikabi even existed. I soon realized that the reason for this lack of information was because he was born within your Wizarding World."

As Michael listened to Takami, he couldn't help but agree with her, all the evidence was pointing towards this Ashikabi being a magical. It could explain a lot as to why MBI hadn't found much about this person. But still, "Is there anything else to make you think he's one of my people?" Michael asked, "It could be a simple fact that the paperwork for this Ashikabi could be lost somehow, it has happened before from what I've heard."

"I would agree with you apart for a few facts, Michael-Koi." Takami began, "The first is that this Ashikabi fought against two Sekirei, who explained that this Ashikabi used strange powers and a sword and nearly defeated them if they hadn't used most of their power to defeat him. Also, it seems when this Ashikabi Winged number 88 she kept her wings. Now, we both know that a normal person can't defeat a Sekirei, and a Sekirei's wings only appear when they're Winged for the first time, and when they are about to use their Norito, but disappear within seconds. So to defeat a Sekirei, and to allow a Sekirei to keep their Wings, this Ashikabi must be special unless we have another race of human beings about, in which case I would like to run some tests on him." Takami was beaming at the thought of testing this person if he wasn't magical, and even if he was, to find out why he was able to wing one of the Sekirei in such a way, "He must be be a wizard."

"I can't argue with your reasoning love, but you do remember how their kind normally interact in the normal world, even those who were born within your world don't interfere so they don't stand out and attract unneeded attention."

"Which is why I wanted you to find out if he's from your world or not." Takami replied.

Michael was very interested in finding out who this person was, he seemed to be a good hunt indeed, and if he was lucky he could even give him a good fight too. Adrenaline addiction flaring, he asked, "Do you have a name or a picture of this Ashikabi so I know who I'm hunting?"

"Yes to both." Takemi answered as she pushed a file towards her lover. "We've found out that his name is Harry Potter, as you would pronounce it."

"H-Harry Potter?!" Michael said with a pale face, eyes darting down to the picture on the screen. 'No, it couldn't be him, could it?' The picture too fuzzy to be sure it was him though.

For the first time since Takami met Michael, she heard the sound of fear in his voice. It was strange, for whatever reason, this Harry Potter made Michael afraid. As long as she's known him, Michael didn't show any fear, not even in his hunts. As she wondered who this Harry Potter was, she heard Michael ask, "H-How sure are you about this?"

"Yes Michael-Koi," Takami said worriedly, "what's wrong?"

"I might be wrong, it could be a different person…" Michael began, before he shook his head, "Takami, I've never asked you to do anything before but I'm asking-no, begging you, come with me now, leave MBI at once." The man begged his love, as he calmed himself down, "If you stay, you're only going to get hurt, or even killed."

"Why would I do that Michael-Koi?" Takami asked in concern, "Who is this Harry Potter, why do you fear him?"

"If this is the Harry Potter I'm thinking of, I fear and respect him." Michael clarified, "Fear and respect him enough not to get in his way. As those who have have been hurt or killed for doing so."

"Who is he?" Takami asked again.

"Harry Potter, if he is the one I suspect he is, is formally known as the Boy-Who-Lived." Michael began, "Now known simply as The Exile. The Exile's story began about twenty years ago..." and so he began to tell the tale of the Dark Lord Voldemort, and the boy who would one day kill him, Harry Potter.

Takami was amazed at the story, but had to agree that Harry's mother, probably even his father, had done a ritual to defend their son and saved his life. She had to wonder what magic was used to keep him alive, and when asked, Michael had no idea, as he knew no magic to do so.

Either way, Michael explained that until Harry was eleven, no one had seen nor heard of Harry Potter. There were many crazy stories about his life, but none were true. Then over the next two years, where he left Hogwarts to be homeschooled, there were many strange rumours and after some personal research some were true whilst others were not. The rumours that were true, was that at the end of his first year, he yet again defeated the Dark Lord Voldemort, who was possessing one of Harry's teachers at the time. Then at the end of his second year, he defeated a magical snake that was King of the Snakes, a Basilisk, a creature that could kill with just a look and had poisonous fangs, with just a pair of swords. The full story was concluded there, but that's what he learnt from many people saying the same thing. And finally, the last that anyone heard from Harry before he disappeared for a few years, his third year, at the end of his third year he was attacked by one of his teacher once again, who was a werewolf this time. However, during the attack, Harry was bitten by the werewolf, and had become one himself. Because of this, because how the UK was run, Harry was forced to leave Hogwarts and do homeschooling, this is where for the next few years, no one heard from Harry.

Takami couldn't believe a country would be like that, force someone out of school because they weren't fully human. She admitted that she might not be the best of people in the world, and might not show it, but she wouldn't turn on someone just because they weren't fully human, or even human at all. Sure, she might experiment on them to find out how they work, but she wouldn't betray them out of petty fear. If what Michael said was true, she was amazed that this Potter Harry was alive, and even more so that he was sane, given what he'd been through.

Takami went on to listen as Michael explained that for a few years no one heard nor seen young Harry. That was until 2015, when after a year a student by the name of Cedric Diggory was killed within a tournament called Triwizard Tournament. At the time they thought it was some kind of accident, the Portkey Trophy was miscast or something and killed him. It wasn't until the near the end of what would have been Harry's fifth year, when Harry appeared within the Ministry of Magic, with the body - very much alive - of Peter Pettigrew. The very person who was revealed, after questioning under Veritaserum, as a Death Eater, and the person who betrayed the Potters and not Sirius Black, as well as the killer of Cedric Diggory. It was also revealed that the death of Diggory was a part of a powerful Dark Ritual to bring back Dark Lord, which worked. However, before Pettigrew could be asked more, out of rage that Minister Fudge had the man arrested and Kissed by a Dementor. This was Minister Fudge's last mistake as Minister, as Madam Bones - after some work, got him removed by vote of no confidence, and then arrested the man for misuse of power, seeing that she had had more questions for Pettigrew.

Takami couldn't believe the foolish actions of this Minister Fudge; she could understand getting rid of this Pettigrew. But there was other ways in doing so, like taking Pettigrew into custody and then make it so an accident could happen to him. Not the foolish way that he had done it.

After learning that the Dark Lord was back, Michael informed Takami that Harry had once again disappeared before anyone could have any words with him. However, unlike the time before, this time there was news of what he was doing: he and a small group he ran with were taking Death Eaters and their supporters out. He and his team weren't hiding what they were doing, and didn't care what anyone might think. Where the others thought that they should live and given a second chance and repent for their crimes. The Wizarding World didn't seem to care that their innocent people were being killed by these Death Eaters, as long the (rich) scum lived to be given a second chance and repent (hand out huge bribes) for their crimes.

Harry however did not, from one of the people that he rescued who asked this question, Harry told them: they would have if they knew that Death Eaters and their supporters would truly repent and serve their time before given their second chance. But Harry knew that they wouldn't, and they would be given their second chance without serving time, and he highly doubt they would show remorse and repent for what they'd done, as they didn't seem to show any the last time the war was over. So instead, a good Death Eater and supporter was a dead one in their books, and if they truly were remorseful, then they would go to heaven or whatever the Wizarding World believed they go when they died, otherwise if they didn't then he'd meet them in hell. He left before commenting on that.

Takami could understand that comment, he was doing what had to be done for the greater good of the world, doing what others weren't willing to do. She felt the same, she was doing what others weren't willing to do, sure she might show it and feel it all the time, and she was often a bitch, but she felt what she was doing was the greater good of the world. But as they say, hell was paved with good intentions. She would most likely be ending up in hell herself one day, and she would have no regrets either if she did. She would do all of it all the same if she had to, she wouldn't change a thing, not even how she treated her children.

As for the war, if what Michael said about the Death Eaters was true, then Harry was right in his statement; the only good Death Eater was a dead one. They were killing innocents, something even she didn't agree to. These English Wizards and Witches needed to realize that in war, people die, and not only the innocent or the good guys.

She listened as Michael went on to explain that once war was over, the fools arrested the one person who seemed to be doing anything to stop the Dark Lord and put him trial for murder of several upstanding citizens and their friends - Takami scoffed as she heard what they called the Death Eaters and their supporters. Takemi heard that they wanted to give Harry a Dementor's Kiss for what he did - yet again Takami scoffed at this - but instead they exiled him, as they knew it would be political suicide - she couldn't agree more here, even killing him at the time wouldn't have helped either - to give Harry a Dementor's Kiss for getting rid of Voldemort. So instead they exiled from the British Wizarding World.

Then Michael informed his lover that once Harry was kicked out of the the British Wizarding World, he travelled the world and therein laid a problem, no knew what he had done during that time. There were rumours of course, but when looked into they were people who were pretending to be Harry Potter, and seeing that the real Harry was a Metamorphmagus - a shape shifter - it was hard for people to know for sure if they were talking to the real Harry Potter or not, and seeing that some other Metamorphmagi were also pretending to be The Exiled, it was even harder to know. So no one for sure knew what Harry was doing over the next few years before finding himself at Shinto Teito.

"However, there is one thing I know for sure," Michael said as he finished his story, "he along with one old man faced off against a tribe of ten Rakshasa, I know this as I was there when they brought the Rakshasa's heads into the Le Faye's Playground Headquarters in the United States Wizarding World, for the reward that were on the heads of all Rakshasas - they had to prove who they were before getting the reward. I'll admit, that is why I fear and respect him, him and the old man that was with him."

"Why is that?" asked Takami, not really understand the threat of the creatures he was talking about. "I can guess these Rakshasas are bad news for having a bounty on the whole race, but to fear and respect him for that, I don't get."

"And unless you faced a Rakshasa, which I hope you never do, you wouldn't understand either." Michael explained with a dark look as he thought about the foul creatures. "They are the most evil and dangerous of all the humanoid creatures in this world, I myself wouldn't try face that many without a group of at least fifteen highly trained wizards and witches, even then that's sometimes not enough."

"Why is that?" Takami queried, interested to know how dangerous these creatures really were for Michael to react this way.

"Rakshasas are thought to be powerful supernatural humanoids cat-like creatures, panthers to be precise, they are warriors for hire." Michael began to explain about the creatures. Then once he finished explaining what the Rakshasas' were, he said. "Either they were highly trained, above how I was trained, or they know some deadly skills not known to others. So you can understand my feelings about Harry."

"Yes, I think I can see you point with Potter-sama." Takami said with respect, how could she not, not after hearing everything that the young man had been through. However, she was now worried about what he could do, with everything the young man had been through, who knew what he could do to MBI should he decide to go against them - if he hasn't already began to go against them. But should the case be that he hadn't decided to go against them, she would be having a few words with Minaka, not only to advise him not to do or say anything foolish against Potter that may piss the young man off further.

This was Minaka she was thinking about though, sooner or later - more likely sooner - he was going do something to piss the boy off and provoke an attack. Well, at least as long as Minaka stayed in the tower (like he ever left anyway…), he'd be safe thanks to the defences and Sekirei there.

But she would also have to inform Minaka what she had learnt about Potter, and set a few things up to make sure that he didn't escape from town whilst the Sekirei Plan was going on.

Shaking her head of these thoughts, she went on to say, "But still, with the defences and Minaka's special Sekirei he has, Potter-sama won't be able to get into the MBI Tower, and if by some chance he does, he won't be in there for long before he's kicked out."

Michael laughed at her, (laughed!) before he calmed down to explain, "Oh I'm sorry, I didn't mean to laugh at you, well not fully anyway, I was laughing because you thought that you'd have stopped Harry. With someone like that, should Minaka piss him off more - and I'm sure he will - all you did was slow him down. Once he figures a way to defeat what's stopping him from getting to Minaka, it'll won't take him long to get to your boss. So once again, I'm begging you, leave with me - Harry won't care what's in his way, he'll deal with it swiftly and without mercy."

"I can't." Takami said firmly, "Not only do I have my children here, I won't allow someone run me out of town, no way in hell."

Michael looked in Takami's eyes, and saw that she was determined to stay here. He sighed, knowing that there was nothing he could do to change her mind, so there was only one thing that he could do to keep the person he loved from getting harmed by Harry should he go after Minaka and should Takami get in the way. "In that case, I'm staying in town until this game is over."

"Are you sure?" Takami asked in shock. She couldn't believe that he would stay all because he feared that she would get hurt by Potter.

"I'll have to sort a few things out first." Michael admitted, "But yes, I'll be staying as long as you foolishly decide to stay here. I need some equipment from my safe house in town, but I'll be staying near you until either you decide to leave with me, or Harry is dealt with. Neither of those I see happening any time soon."

Takami smiled, a true smile for the first time in, well she couldn't remember the last time she truly smiled. So, joyfully she said as she hugged her lover, she said, "Thank you Michael-Koi, I'm happy that you'll be staying here. Don't worry about your equipment, sort out whatever you have to, and when you come back, I'll have some new equipment for you. The best you've ever had, they could even possibly stop Potter."

Michael thought about this; new equipment that could stop Harry Potter? He had heard the stories of what Harry could do, and knew that he single handedly defeated Voldemort. He would be a fool to turn down such equipment though, so as he kissed her, he said "That would be great love, I'll be gone for a few day, but I'll be back as soon as I can."

So with one last kiss, the two parted and Michael left to sort out a few things he had planned to do later and put them on hold until this was dealt with. To be honest, he hoped that Minaka pissed off Harry Potter; it would give him a reason to fight The Exiled. He wasn't foolish to think he could defeat him straight up, but with MBI's equipment, he might have a chance. But even without them, he was excited to have this chance at facing him, he would be known as the one who defeated The Exiled - a sought after title if there ever was one, if the trail of bodies Harry had left behind from all the people trying to kill him was any indication.

As for Takami, she smiled as she left Ryū-Chō, her lover was going to be near her for some time, and she couldn't be more happier about it. She might have to send a thank you gift to Potter for coming, because otherwise this might not have happened. Either way, she had a lot to do before Michael returned, new equipment to sort out for him along with some special items that she thought could be useful for him. She wasn't happy giving these items to him, but if Potter was as dangerous as he sounded to be, she had no other option - she just hoped she wouldn't regret giving them to Michael.

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10th of April 2020 - Underground Fight Club:

Meanwhile, as this was happening, in the warehouse at the south of Shinto Teito where the magical/cyborg underground fight club was located, Haihane was waiting outside one of the weapon shops at the club to open, for her weapons to be ready. She brought two pairs of her claws to be upgraded, seeing that she realized that as a close combat fighter, those who were ranged fighters had the upper hand in combat unless she could get close to them seeing that they could throw whatever they liked at her; it wouldn't take much luck to hit her, in most cases. She might be a forgetful type of Sekirei, but she couldn't forget trying to take on a Sekirei with Wind powers and losing that badly.

Her new weapons would be more like a pair of gauntlets instead of gloves, they had claws attached to them, and unlike the gloves, the claws would be attached to small chains that could be shot out of the gauntlets, up to at least thirty feet.

This was one of the things that she liked about the Underground Fight Club, they could upgrade her items. Sure MBI was able to give her weapons, and to some extent upgrade them, but what they couldn't do was upgrade them magically, and even minor mundane updates took weeks. But here, they could be magically upgrade them and do so within a few hours, up to a day or two, sometimes longer depending on the magic, and weapons you wanted to upgraded.

Whilst she was waiting for her new weapons to be ready, she thought back about the feeling that she had a few nights ago. When she thought she felt her Ashikabi, she had a feeling of deep warmth blossom in her chest through the same distant, almost numb filter she felt everything through. As she watched him fight, the feelings grew on and on and she was just as happy as he won nearly every match. The last fight that she lost against was against a follow Sekirei: Sekirei No. 14 - Sayuri.

The fight was amazing, both were somewhat equally matched, but it did look like even though he was good at fighting, he wasn't fighting at his best for some reason. She was shocked to see him transform into some kind of humanoid wolf, and there she thought he would win, but sadly his new form was far clumsier than it's build would suggest and he couldn't dodge the spears that came his way. Even though Sayuri won the match and Potter Harry, had blacked out, she tried to kill him for some reason, but was saved by the Referee, and Sayuri got banned from the club for a week. 'Could it be because she too was reacting to Potter-san?' was Haihane's thought at the time. She knew how badly Sayuri hated the thought of having an Ashikabi, and should she react to someone who could be her Chosen One, Sayuri would kill him before he got the chance to kiss her.

She wanted to talk to him once he recovered, but there was a new Anime that started a week ago and she wanted to watch the next episode and left to watch it. But as the days passed, she realized that Harry was her Ashikabi and wanted nothing more to see him again. Her desire kept growing ever since she first felt it that night at the fights.

Past!

6th of April 2020 - Underground Fight Club:

Haihane had just finished her fight against Isley Pamela with a victory, it was a touch and go for a while, but she won at the end of it. It was mainly thanks to her upgrading her claws, not an hour before, that she won against the Nature Elementalist. It was Isley-san that challenged her to the fight earlier that day. So it was easy for her to get her claws upgraded with some fire magic before the match, and thanks to that, Isley-san stood no chance against her claws, which cut and burnt through all of her plants with ease.

Either way, the main reason that she had been attending these fights, in the hopes in finding her Ashikabi. Like most Sekirei she knew, she wanted a strong Ashikabi, someone who could protect her when needed, and someone who had power that they could control them, someone who could dominate them. Sure, each Sekirei want to control their own fate in life, to serve no one, no one that is apart for their Ashikabi. That's what they were designed for, to serve their Chosen One in anyway possible. But. she and the Sekirei she knew all wanted someone who had the power and the skill to control and dominate them, not some weakling who didn't know what to do with them or couldn't give them what they wanted - she knew a few like that. Sure, some of them were happy seeing that they were able to serve their Ashikabi in one way or another, but there were some Ashikabi that had no idea what to do at all.

Because of this, it was why she came to this Underground Fight Club, as she and the other Sekirei had heard about people who had powers, some like theirs, who thought here. So they came here hoping to find their Ashikabi, although for one or two of her sister they were able to find their Chosen Ones, she had not. So far, none of her opponents had the power or wit to stand against her. She needed an Ashikabi who had power, who could dominate.

Waiting for the next fight, Haihane began to mull about watching the various fighters and studying the other observers. Even though the Sekirei had only recently joined the underground circuits, Haihane racked up experience with her almost nightly visits. In her mind, the reason she came here for, was two-fold. She hoped to gain valuable fighting experience in the arena, but for the main reason to find her Ashikabi.

So far the night had gone as it usually did. Bets were placed, Haihane would beat whatever weakling she was assigned, then the crowd would engulf her to ask for her secrets and techniques. Yet the next fight changed all that. The announcer broadcasted the fight was between a cyborg and a magical newcomer. While this was usually commonplace, Haihane and felt an unusual draw to this particular bout. She floated over to the edge of the arena to find what was bothering her.

In the stadium was a raven haired man. This is who was getting to her, yet she didn't know why. She quickly noted just how fast he dispatched his opponent. Seeing his raw power, the feeling in her chest began to grow ever so slightly. Perhaps the worst part was that she just couldn't identify what she was feeling; she only hoped she was sensing her Ashikabi.

According to the announcer, this green eyed man was named Potter Harry. Throughout the night, Haihane watched his fights intently between her own. The entire time, the heavily bandaged Sekirei sensed the feeling in her chest growing stronger and stronger. She needed to figure out was this feeling was and put her concerns to rest.

She searched for one of the fellow Sekirei she met at the fight club. The girl she was looking for was named was Akari, Sekirei No. 47. She was another speed type Sekirei like her, except she fought with throwing knives and daggers, instead of claws. Akari had recently been winged by one of the guests, Kuzita Nakihito. Although he wasn't as powerful and strong as she hoped, Akari was happy and admitted that he was able to control her when needed: mainly within the bedroom. That what mattered to her - and she could tell Haihane what she was feeling. Haihane found her at a lounge while her Ashikabi was off getting some drinks.

"Hey Akari, do you think you could help me with something?" said Haihane as she approached the black haired Sekirei.

"Of course, Haihane. After all, we've become good friends, haven't we?"

Suddenly nervous, Haihane began to fidget ever so slightly. Pulling up her courage, she quickly said, "I think I might be sensing my Ashikabi, but I'm not sure. Could you tell me what it felt like when you felt the pull to Kuzita-san?"

Akari laughed, "Of course I can. When I met Nakihito-sama, I felt a heat in my chest. I kept getting hotter and hotter, the heat was going through my whole body. Of course it calmed down once I was winged."

"Thank you Akari, you have been a great help." With this, Haihane left to contemplate what she had been told.

Walking over to a corner, Haihane leaned against a wall. She considered the feeling in her chest and what it could mean, 'What if this Potter Harry is my Ashikabi? I just need to find him and see if he is.'

Present!

10th of April 2020 - Underground Fight Club:

Since that day Haihane came to the Underground Fight Club, in the hopes in finding Potter Harry, but she had no luck. She was beginning to wonder if she was ever going to see him again, but it would seem her prayers were answered as she looked up and saw that Potter Harry had entered the area. But he wasn't alone though, he was with what she sensed as a Sekirei. It would seem that he had already had a Sekirei, 'This'll make things much more easier,' Haihane thought to herself, 'I just hope he'll be okay having a second one.'

Before she could go up to him, he came her way.

To Be Continued!

Author's Notes: And so here ends the next of Harry Potter and the Sekirei Plan. I hope you enjoyed reading the chapter as much as I wrote it. Sorry that Harry wasn't in this chapter after the flashback, but I thought it would be best to let Takami and in turn Minaka, find out more about Harry and so know who they are dealing with, I hope you like how I did it.

I also hope that you like the ending with Haihane, I'm trying to add some info for each Sekirei that Harry or Minato gets, so you get a better feel for them and that. I hope you like this one, and know that there'll be more chapter like this to come, as I feel it is good to get some insight on the Sekirei that'll appear in this story - in doing so making you like them better.

To be honest, yet again this wasn't a planned chapter, I was hoping to yet again work on Overlord Vulcan or Harry Tennyson, but when I went to write them, nothing came, the mood left me as fast as I got the mood to write it. It is getting a real pain in the neck, as I really want to post a new chapter for one of these stories if not both of them. So I like I said in the last chapter, I decided to write this chapter instead. Now once again I am hoping to write the next chapter of Overlord Vulcan and/or Harry Tennyson next, if not I'll be coming back to this one story again or my Mishap story..

I'm still looking for OC Sekireis for this story, so if you got any ideas please go to my forum www . fanfiction forum/Ideas-for-my-Harry-Potter-stories/112683/ you'll also find some feedback for the last chapter there too, so please go there if you got some ideas for this story or Vulcan.

Either way, I would like to thank all those who reviewed, put me in your favourites and if you're from FanFiction, put me on your C2. Now that you've spent the time to read this story, could you spend a few minutes to review and let me know what you think? Like it or not, I would like to hear what you think and what you would like to happen next.

I'm still after your thought about this: the show and comics both say that an Ashikabi has some kind of powers, but they never been clear about it. What I'm able to figure out, the only two powers they have is able to sense their Sekirei and their feelings, and more Sekirei they bond with more Sekirei they can get. I might be wrong, let me know. Now the question I want to ask is this: should the Ashikabi have more powers? I mean with each Sekirei they bond with, they gain a bit of strength and speed and also gain some of the powers from a Sekirei should they have a special power. Not much, but some, should they be already strong and fast themselves, they won't notice much of a change - just a tiny bit. But if they were weak, they would notice the increase of strength and speed. But should they have a special power, like controlling water, wind and other skills like that. What do you think? Maybe an individual power, something special that make them stand out as an Ashikabi.

So what do you think? Should I give a few of the Sekirei some of the same upgrades as the humans and some adjustments to do some magic? Would like your thoughts on this and who should have them.

OC Sekirei:

Name: Akari

Number: 47

Gender: Female

Powers: High speeds (similar to Haihane)

Weapon: Daggers, throwing knives (can be poison-tipped)

Ashikabi: Kuzita Nakihito

Bio: After she was released, she quickly found herself in the fight clubs. She was a top competitor and one of the first Sekirei at the club Harry goes to. She met her Ashikabi when she was out walking the streets of Shinto Teito. She was quickly winged.

Personality: Rather cool headed with strangers, but is far more comfortable around her friends. She is positive and optimistic, but not naive. She is also rather intelligent. She maintains close relationships with people, but only a few.

Appearance: Long, jet black hair. Wears a white kimono with a laurel green lily print design across it, it's tied around the waist with a red sash. Akari has a slender frame.

Kusano:

She goes into a plant like cocoon, where she comes out as a teen, seeing that she wanted to be with her Ashikabi/Master like Musubi and the others. But for a while, she stays like her child like mind.

Sekirei seen from the show so far:

sekirei dot wikia dot com /wiki/Miya_Asama

sekirei dot wikia dot com /wiki/Musubi

sekirei dot wikia dot com /wiki/Tsukiumi

sekirei dot wikia dot com /wiki/Homura

sekirei dot wikia dot com /wiki/Hikari

sekirei dot wikia dot com /wiki/Hibiki

sekirei dot wikia dot com /wiki/Kazehana (In passing…)

sekirei dot wikia dot com /wiki/Matsu (In passing…)