Son of Transformation

An impossible child, born of Human and Denizen, trained by Heaven's Flame, pulled into the world of Greek Myths in time to save a man hating Goddess. How will Harry Potter, son of Transformation affect the future of the world? Answer to Whitetigerwolfs Monstrous Challenge.

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Chapter 10

Once the Orical had been returned to her place in the attic, curticy of one of Harrys spells, the Cabin councerles gathered for a war meeting around the ping-pong table in the Big house while Harry leant against the wall, watching the events unfold.

Dionysus waved his hand and supplied snacks: Cheez Whiz, crackers, and several bottles of red wine, until Chiron reminded him that wine was against his restrictions and most of the kids were underage anyway. Mr. D sighed and, with a snap of his fingers, the wine turned to Diet Coke. Nobody drank that either. Mr. D and Chiron (in wheelchair form) sat at one end of the table, while Zoe and Bianca di Angelo, who had become Zoe's personal assistant at some point, took the other end. Thalia and Grover and Percy sat along the right, and the other head councilors, Beckendorf, Silena Beauregard, and the Stoll brothers, sat on the left. The Ares kids were supposed to send a representative, too, but all of them had gotten broken limbs during capture the flag, courtesy of the Hunters and were resting up in the infirmary. Chiron had asked Harry if he could fix them up with magic, but backed off when the mage had demonstrated his healing magic and blown up a dead fish.

Zoe started the meeting off on a positive note.

"This is pointless," she said growled

"Cheez Whiz!" gasped Grover as he began scooping up crackers and Ping-Pong balls and spraying them with topping.

"There is no time for talk," Zoe continued as if the Satyr hadnt opened his mouth, "Our goddess needs us. The Hunters must leave immediately."

"And go where?" Chiron asked.

"West!" Bianca said.

Harry was impressed at how quickly she had been accepted into the Hunters and how quickly the supportive nature of the group had changed her. Her dark hair now was braided like Zoe's and she wasnt hiding her face any more. She had a splash of freckles across her nose and dark eyes.

"You heard the prophecy," continued the girl, "Six shall go west to the goddess in chains. We can get six hunters and go."

"Yes," agreed Zoe, "Artemis is being held hostage! We must find her and free her."

"You're missing something, as usual," Thalia said, "Campers and Hunters combined prevail. We're supposed to do this together."

"No!" Zoe yelled, "The Hunters do not need thy help."

"Your" Thalia grumbled under her breath, "Nobody has said thy in, like, three hundred years, Zoe. Get with the times."

Zoe hesitated, like she was trying to form the word correctly.

" Yerrr. We do not need yerrr help."

Thalia rolled her eyes.

"Forget it," she muttered.

"I fear the prophecy says you do need our help," Chiron said, "Campers and Hunters must cooperate."

"Or do they?" Mr. D mused, swirling his Diet Coke under his nose like it had a fine bouquet, "One shall be lost. One shall perish. That sounds rather nasty, doesn't it? What if you fail because you try to cooperate?"

"Mr. D," Chiron sighed, "with all due respect, whose side are you on?"

Dionysus raised his eyebrows.

"Sorry, my dear centaur. Just trying to be helpful."

"We're supposed to work together," Thalia said stubbornly, "I don't like it either, Zoe, but you know prophecies. You want to fight against one?"

Zoe grimaced, clearly accepting the point even if she didn't like it.

"We must not delay," Chiron warned, "Today is Sunday. This very Friday, December twenty-first, is the winter solstice."

"Oh, joy," Dionysus muttered, "Another dull annual meeting."

"Artemis must be present at the solstice," Zoe said, "She has been one of the most vocal on the council arguing for action against Kronos's minions. If she is absent, the gods will decide nothing. We will lose another year of war preparations."

"Are you suggesting that the gods have trouble acting together, young lady?" Dionysus asked.

"Yes, Lord Dionysus."

Mr. D nodded.

"Just checking. You're right, of course. Carry on."

"I must agree with Zoe," said Chiron, "Artemis's presence at the winter council is critical. We have only a week to find her. And possibly even more important: to locate the monster she was hunting. Now, we must decide who goes on this quest."

"Three and three," said Percy.

"And one of them is me," said Harry, speaking up for the first time.

Everyone turned to look at the Mage.

"Why do you say you need to go?" asked Chiron.

"I'm the Emerald flame," said Harry, holding up his hand and summoning a small, emerald green flame.

"Simply summoning such a flame is not enough to say that thee are the Emerald Flame," said Zoe, "Such a thing is simple with Thy magic."

"While it is true I can create any coloured flame I want, my magic is green," said Harry, closing his fist and snuffing out the flame, "Each Mage possesses a different colour there magic manifests as. Mine is emerald green."

"But…"

"I'm coming Zoe," siad Harry, interrupting the girls protest, "Trust me when I say that I NEED to come along if you are to succeed."

The Hunters mouth opened and closed for a second, before she nodded curtly. Harry relaxed back against the wall as they discussed who else should go and what the prophecy might mean. After much discussion, it was decided that the party would consist of Harry, Grover and Thalia for the Campers and Zoe, Bianca and a girl called Pheobe for the Hunters. Percy protested, but was quickly shot down.

"One thing I can't figure out is the last two lines," said Beckendorf, "We've concluded that the Emerald Flame is Harry, but whats the Gold Flame or the Crimson World?"

Everyone turned to look at Harry.

"I have some thoughts," said the teen, "But I'd rather not say anything until I'm sure. One thing I am sure off though is that everyone's perception of reality is about to change."

With that ominous statement, the Mage pushed of the wall and left the room.

That night, Harry dreamed.

Dream Start

He saw a girl with Flaming hair and Blazing eyes battling a man in white with a pure white flame.

He saw a beautiful woman with blond hair transform into a purple werewolf and tear what appeared to be a large clown apart.

He saw a young boy with brown hair defending himself with an Azure ring

He saw a young girl with jet black hair create a blue crystal in front of a group of shadows, protecting them from encroaching fire.

He saw a boy with dark skin create a huge golem from rock and use it to crush a large group of monsters.

He saw himself locked in combat with a woman armed with a weighted chain atop a mountain among black ruins.

Harry shot upright as he jolted out of his dream, panting.

"What the hell?" he muttered.

The teen got out of bed and stretched, before glancing at the time and noticing it was still a few hours before sun up. Harry shrugged and left the cabin, morphing into a small cat and bounding into the night.

A short while later, he found himself in the Dining Pavilion where Bianca and Zoe were arguing about something. The teen turned to leave, having no interest in the argument, only to notice that others were not so considerate, namely Percy and Nico. Harry rolled his eyes and headed back to the Cabin to get ready to go.

A few hours later, after breakfast, saw the Questers gathered at the top of the hill waiting for Argus to bring the van around. Harry looked around and saw that someone was missing.

"Um, wheres the third Hunter?" he asked.

"Shes not well," said Zoe shortly.

"Oh," said Harry, "So, is there a replacement or…"

"No."

Harry raised his hands in surrender as the van pulled up and Argus got out, tossing Zoe the keys.

"Lets go," said the Leutenent of Artemis.

Everyone piled in and they were off.

"Oh for the love of everything holy, can we please take a break?" pleaded Harry a few hours and several hundred miles later.

Zoe had been driving none stop since they left the camp and they were now in Maryland. Needless to say, everyone was tired, stiff and in desperat need of a bathroom break.

"We can't afford to waist any time," was Zoes response as she kept her eyes on the road.

Harry took a few deep breaths, before getting up and moving to the front of the bus, putting his head directly next to Zoes.

"Zoe, we have been driving none stop since we left New York. We're all tired, stiff and in dire need of the loo. That includes you. You need to have a break."

"I'm fine," snapped Zoe.

Harry rolled his eyes at the girls stubbornness.

"Fine, how about this. Where are we going?"

"West."

"Very good, now where abouts in the west?"

Zoe opened her mouth to respond, only to shut it again.

"Exactly. Now pull over so we can have a rest and perform some tracking spells, m'kay?"

Zoe looked like she was going to argue for a second, only to sigh and nod.

"Fine."

A short while later saw the Questers pulling into a rest stop, whereupon everyone dashed to the loos, before meeting in the restaurant where they got some much needed food and heading outside to cast some tracking spells.

"Alright, what now?" asked Bianca.

Harrys answer was to pull a bronze bowl and a bottle of water out of his coat.

"That helps," said the girl.

"I'm going to try Scrying," said Harry, ignoring the jab, "I might be able to get some idea where we're supposed to go."

"Ooo, and I'll try this," said Grover, pulling out a handful of acorns.

"Good idea, two methods will give us a more solid idea of where we need to go," said Harry as he filled the bowl, "Now, lets see if I can remember how to do this… What were the words again? Oh yeah, draumr kópa."

The water in the bowl rippled for a moment, before going completely still and turning black. Then, an image began to form of a large building.

"Huh, the National Air and Space Museum," said Harry, "Thats in DC, right?"

"How can you not know that?" asked Thalia.

"I've only lived in the US for two years," said Harry, "Most of which has been spent helping out Halfbloods or doing chores for Grandma."

"Ah."

"What have you got Grover?" asked Harry, turning to the Satyr.

"Yep, I got DC as well," was his reply.

"Then lets get going."

Harry picked up his bowl and turned the water to steam with a wave of his hand, before returning the bowl to his coat.

"D.C. is about sixty miles from here," Bianca said, "Nico and I…" She frowned... "We used to live there. That's… that's strange. I'd forgotten."

"I dislike this," said Zoe, "We should go straight west. The prophecy said west."

"Oh, like your tracking skills are better?" Thalia growled.

Zoe stepped toward her.

"You challenge my skills, you scullion?" she questioned, "You know nothing of being a Hunter!"

"Oh, scullion," retorted Thalia You're calling me a scullion? What the heck is a scullion?"

"Whoa, you two, no fighting now," said Harry, "We need to work together, not try to kill each other."

"Harry's right," said Bianca, "D.C. is our best bet."

Zoe didn't look convinced, but she nodded reluctantly.

"Very well. Let us keep moving."

"You're going to get us arrested, driving," Thalia grumbled, "I look closer to sixteen than you do."

"Perhaps," Zoe snapped. "But I have been driving since automobiles were invented. Let us go."

And done. Wow, two in a short time. I know I'm taking chunks from the books (I have in case you havnt noticed) but still…

Anyway, next time we'll get to DC and have the fight with the Lion which will have a few alterations. We'll also see the first example of the worlds coming together. Please leave