Lost Ancient.
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Disclaimer; The only thing I own are the stuff in my Apartment and that's it. Everything else belongs to J.K. Rowling and Square Enix.
Warnings; The Story is M rated, for the amount of Blood and Gore that will be coming. The language that will be used and the sexual contents that will eventually show up.
Also there might be Slash coming into this Story, between whom is a secret. (Meaning that I have no idea, what the pairings will be either. There is a poll in my profile, though if it doesn't work just send me a pm or put your desired pairing in a review)
Summary; He had finished his war, he had done his duty and the only ones who had survived were his Sister in all but blood and his Surrogate father. But then, he was called the next Dark Lord. In a desperate attempt made by his last two family members to give him a normal life, he was send into a completely different world.
One would have thought that he might have been able to get a normal life there. Instead, trouble seems to follow him everywhere. His age reverted to a nine year old, most of his magic blocked and only armed with a strange red sphere, he needs to make a new life for himself and beat the obstacles in his away. Will he make it?
A Harry Potter X Final Fantasy VII Crossover.
AN; Voting for Magic's Heart will be done in Magic's Heart review section or PM me.
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Chapter 13
Scars
In the streams of Chaos
A Single Call.
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The War was not going their way. Shinra's army was receiving more resistance from the Wutain people then they expected. And then there was the gnawing worry about a certain raven haired male. Zack had been in Wutai for a few years now, the first one had been the worst. First Genesis and then Angeal went AWOL, shortly after Harry had been taken and most likely dead. Sephiroth had been pissed when they both had been refused to go back to Midgar. Neither of them were allowed to go back and had been forced to remain on the front.
It had helped them some what, to remain where they were. They had heard Hojo had been attacked by one of his 'experiments'. It had allowed for some very funny comments running through the camp. Not that is mattered, they both were just too worried about their missing friends to care too much about Hojo.
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The door opening and closing behind him, allowed Zack to glance over his shoulder. He met the glowing green eyes of Sephiroth. The Silver General was dressed in his usual clothes, but the tips of his hair were stained with crimson. Time in Wutai hadn't been kind on them and the worry and stress lines were slowly starting to show. And with the little contact they had with Midgar, they had learned that Harry hadn't turned up. They were slowly losing hope that they would ever find him, but with no body having been found, they still cherished some hope that their raven haired friend was still alive.
"Any word?" Zack questioned, running a hand through his spiky hair. He didn't need to hear the words as Sephiroth's stance shifted and his eyes darkened. It hadn't taken long for the General to call Zack his second in command. The other male was capable of picking up Sephiroth's moods without even needing a word.
Sephiroth twisted an envelope in his fingers, in bold letters Zack's name was written on the stark white paper. Handing over the envelope, Sephiroth stared at the other and shrugged off his coat. "I'm not your messenger boy." his deep voice rumbled.
Zack grinned and tore the envelope open. "I know that Seph." the grin slowly vanished as he read the content of the letter. Shock was written all across his face, until he broke out in happy laughter. "He's alive."
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Cloud had heard about the many situation Vincent had once found himself into. He had listened to the stories about battle and war, of blood and death. And although he was trained for it, by his two teachers, he had never seen it himself. The thought of having his own hometown, plunged into that destruction scared him shitless. But he had promised Harry to do his best and so he would. They had taught him for something like this and he would make them proud to give it his best.
His sparkling blue eyes were taking in the destruction along the trip down the mountain, while his mind was running over the million battle tactics, he had been taught about. Cloud unsheathed his Katana when they came to a slow halt no too far from the Mansion. The building seemed to be in pristine condition and when Vincent exited the home of his teacher, the small look from the man, made it clear that those creatures had skipped entering the building completely. He would never have the time to wonder about it, as Harry raised a hand and flicked his wrist. One of the Materia's in his bracelet flaring a bright green, until translucent silver shields and barriers slammed down around the Mansion.
Swallowing Cloud knew that the Mansion was going to be their safe haven and base. It would be his job to escort the survivors to the building. He would never get the chance to think about how he would get them here, as screams rendered the air and in the distance, smoke startled curling from one of the homes.
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The trio ran into the town, Cloud immediately split off from the two adults, going into the shadows and frantically looking for any survivors. It didn't take him long to spot the trembling form of Tifa. The young girl was kneeling next to her father, the man was bathing in his own blood. Swallowing his pity, Cloud approached her. "Tifa… Tifa, we have to go. Come on." he whispered softly to her. The young girl on the other hand just wasn't responding to him, she was in shock.
Swallowing his worry, he grabbed her shoulder and shook her forcefully. It managed to snap her out of her shock, he smiled softly at her. "Come on Tifa, we need to get you somewhere safe."
"C-Cloud… what about the others?" she slowly got to her feet, trembling in fear and shock. "We need to save the others!" she cried, planning on running off into one of the burning houses. He spotted the danger and grabbed her around her waist.
"Tifa! We can't do anything for them, we are nowhere strong enough for something like that. Leave it to Vincent and Harry, we need to get the other survivors to the Mansion, it's the only place safe! Come on!" he started dragging her away from the immediate danger and towards a survivor hiding behind a wooden cart.
It took a while for the Mayors daughter to follow him, but eventually she did.
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When Cloud had separated himself from the others, Harry had flicked his wrists, the Materia stored in his bangle flared to life and the protective magic wrapped around them. With that done, he moved away from Vincent and towards the home that belonged to Cloud, he easily kicked the door open and winced at the sight that greeted him. Blood splatters were clinging to the walls and the ground. There were a few bodies of those strange monsters on the floor, showing that she had done her best to ward them off. But as the blood moved away from the door and up the stairs, Harry felt fear for the woman settle in his chest. He rushed up the stairs and into the direction of the bedroom. Slamming the door open, his skin turned several shades of white.
Lying there on her floor, next to her bed, with her chest open and bathing in her on blood was Cloud's mother. Crouched next to her body, were two of those monsters. There clawed fingers were digging into her chest, smearing blood all over them selves and tearing into her flesh. One of them looked up, when he had entered the room. It's razor sharp teeth were painted a bloody crimson, blood trailing from the corners of it's mouth as a soft growl keen escaped.
The other creature looked up, angered at being disturbed and snarled lowly at Harry. It snapped it's teeth in a threatening manner at the young male. But Harry was hardly impressed, he was angry and disgusted at what the creatures had done, and he allowed that anger to lash out. He easily closed in on them and crouched low. His blade glinted in the red light of the fire outside. Darting forward, he easily took out the first one, having caught it by surprise. The second one was a little bit more difficult, as it stayed out of his reach and was slowly backing away from him, only to lash out when it entered a corner. It's black and red claws lashed out, catching Harry on his arm. He hissed in pain, as he felt something like poison flare through his veins. Realizing the danger, Harry cast a quick Esuna on himself to purify the poison and severed the head from it's torso.
With that done, he turned to the body and sighed. He didn't want Cloud to discover her like this, he didn't even want the young boy to see what had happened to his mother. Having no other choice, he wrapped the body in sheets and smiled softly. "I'll take care of him, I promise." he whispered, wiping away a stray tear. Flicking his wrist, the body was set ablaze and Harry quickly left the building.
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Further into town, Vincent was shooting at each one of the little critters that got close to him. He could feel Chaos waiting, wanting and struggling to get out. He was surprised that his demonic half had behaved himself so well in the time they had been free. But all this bloodshed and destruction, was making the demon itchy to join in on the fun. It caused his attention to be split in two, something that was proving to be a problem as one of the monsters got in close and ended up sinking it's sharp teeth into his upper leg. Hissing in pain and at his own mistake, Vincent allowed his mental struggle to falter for a second.
It was that second, that Chaos needed, as he surged up and took over the control of their body. Vincent was shoved to the side, as Chaos ripped the critter from his leg and grinned darkly at it. The wound healed over, leaving no traces of injury or poison. "That wasn't nice." he rumbled, twisting the head of the critter and ripping it clean off. He then turned his glowing amber eyes on the others and chuckled softly.
He slowly advanced on them, hungry for more. They must have realized a bigger predator when they see one, since the second he advanced on them, they fled. They would never get far though, as a shimmering barrier descended on the area, sealing the critters inside.
This had managed to draw Chaos attention and he raised his head, looking away from his prey and to the cause of the barrier.
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Harry was standing on the edge of the town square, his hand and Materia shining brightly. He had been casting magic nearly the entire time, keeping things contained and healing those he encountered, before sending them on their way to the Mansion.
But the sound of battle had drawn his attention to see a demonic creature fighting the fiends like they were nothing. But when he realized that they had tried to escape, he had done the only option he had. Sealing them inside a dome, together with himself and the demon. But now that he had a better look at the demon, he could see some of the traces of his housemate and friend. "Vincent?" he questioned, blinking in surprise.
Chaos chuckled darkly, when that question reached his ears. His tail and wings lashed out, impaling several fiends as he slowly approached Harry. He raised a clawed hand, ignoring the struggling presence of Vincent, and drew the smaller male into him. "Not Vincent, Harry." His voice was a soft purr, rolling the R like a dark seductive melody. "But Chaos."
He leaned down and brushed his lips against the neck of the petite male and growled lowly in satisfaction. The scent of blood, death, smoke and Mako was addictive. But even then there was this distinct scent was just Harry, he couldn't resist parting his lips and flicking his tongue against the sensitive skin of Harry's throat. That taste, dear Shiva, the taste of that skin alone, made Chaos thirsty for more. But with the battle raging behind him and the fiends fighting to escape, he knew that all of that would have to wait until he finished his business.
Releasing the petite male he turned back to his prey and grinned. His fangs glinting in the red light.
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A soft sigh escaped her lips, her mind wandering to the one male in her life she loved without a doubt, her older brother. Reaching forward she carefully picked up one of the flowers and placed it in the basket resting next to her feet. It had been a year ago that she had felt something shift and change in the life stream, like the constant battle had eased somewhat. She just knew it had to do with her brother, it had been confirmed when her real mother had whispered into her ear, telling her he would call soon.
That had been true, not a day later he called.
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"Aerith, it's me, Harry. Listen something happened and it seems like I lost a big chunk of my memory. I don't know what's going on right now. But a new friend of me, is offering me a place with him. I can't come back to Midgar, Vincent says it isn't safe for me right now. But I'll be back as soon as I can, I promise you that."
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"Hey Aerith, how are you? You won't believe what happened today I met the sweetest kid ever. His name is Cloud, I'm sure you will like him. He has these sky blue eyes and a bright personality. He's also picking up things pretty fast. Vincent and I discussed taking him to Midgar with us one day, which is a good idea.
Especially since his mom is encouraging him to stay with us most of the time. She isn't doing too well, her health is deteriorating pretty fast and the things I'm doing for her right now, just aren't helping anymore."
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"I need you to do something for me, Aerith. I'm starting to remember small things and just yesterday I remembered my friends at Shinra. You remember me telling you about Zack and Sephiroth, right? Well I need you to write them a letter, to at least let them know I'm still alive. I would do it myself, but I'm busy teaching Cloud and helping his mom. And there is the fact that you can disguise it better if you send it from Midgar… that place is pretty big, but Nibelheim is just too small and if someone is looking for me I'll be easy to find."
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It was always nice to hear his voice, he would sometimes speak with their mother too. The woman had been scared he had been killed, even though Aerith always told her that she couldn't feel him in the Life stream. But you can never blame a mother for being worried about their child.
A small smile tugged on her lips, when she thought about mothers and children. She had noticed it the few times they had talked, it wasn't too hard. Harry was very attached to the boy named Cloud, he always told her everything about him. He would fret when Cloud was injured or get a cold, his voice would shine with pride if Cloud learned something new, or got the hang of something pretty fast. Her older brother was starting to turn into a mother. A soft giggle escaped her lips, as she looked up with sparkling eyes, hoping to see something beyond the endless blue.
But she slowly stilled, the laughter fading from her eyes and dying on her lips, as the Life stream was filling with the life of the newly deceased. Blinking slowly, a tear made it down her cheek, as she silently mourned the newly deceased.
"Rest in Peace."
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Wow, a new Chapter done…
Well my Muses finally stopped their strike, thank the Gods for that. I had to bribe them with Cheesecake and promise them lots of reviews. I'm really sorry, for keeping you guys waiting so long and for having such a short chapter. But now I'm writing again, so that is always good. I will also try to write bigger and longer chapters, but I will need my muses to be happy with me to do it.
With that said, I really hope you guys will review and let me know what you thought about the new chapter. It's always fun to read what you guys think about it and it will make my muses very happy, as well as satisfied. And happy muses, mean bigger, longer and faster updates.
Well I hope to see you guys in my reviews.
Love
Lucretzia.
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P.S. Check out my other story;
Magic's Heart (HP/FFVIII)
Magic is such a strange thing, some saw her as a power source, but he knew better.
Harry James Potter would be the first to tell you that Magic was not a power source, that Magic has no boundaries then the Human imagination. He knew that Magic lived, it breathed, it was a sentient being without limits. Harry James Potter also knew the dangers of using too much Magic or using it in a foolish way, Magic wasn't just something that wizard and witches had, it was a privilege. That was also the reason that he had decided at the age of 17, to teach at his old school and install that ideal into the minds of the younger students.
But Magic had a different idea, Magic decided that Harry James Potter would be better off using her, where she was needed. It was Magic that ripped through the layers of time and space, to pull her most favorite child into a completely different world. A world that needed his help more then anything else.
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