Found Chapter 37, a harry potter fanfic

Disclaimer: This is a fan written work based on the works of J.K. Rowling. It might possibly also have some elements of a number of other works. There is no money being made from this, it is merely a work meant for the entertainment of myself and the masses. This is merely for fun, and no profit. I repeat: I am not making any money out of writing this.

Warning: OCs OOCs Sues, and some crack. You have been warned.

Note 1: AU.

Note 2: There will be a bunch of words normally seen in an anime-fanfic.

Note 3: Anyone read Nurarihyon no Mago? Well, there are expected to be some of those characters and monsters in this chapter.

FOUND

chapter thirty-seven

The next day Harry had met with his pupil as well as explained that he had a new schedule, in the mornings he would meet with Shiro who would then have the youth go through as many physical activities as the tengu could think of, then in the afternoon the youth would be trained by a kitsune on illusions for the first half of the afternoon, followed by a sword-master in the later half of the afternoon. In the evening before supper the youth would be under his, Harry's, watchful eyes as he tried to unlock more of the power as well as keep it up longer while still in human form.

The youth did not mind about all the training, but asked to have some time off, he still needed some time to be himself, as well as rest from all the training that he believed would have already killed a person had it not been for the fact that he knew that there were already some supernatural beings looking out for his continued health and the distance away from the death gods out in the multiverse that he knew to be in existence.

Since Harry would only need to see the youth in the evenings, he decided that he would live the daylight hours as a civilian and see where life takes him. He would find a summer job, and do whatever, maybe even get himself a summer girlfriend.

Buying a house was the easy part, he had Insomnia do it with the help of a number of deep cover agents in the city, and a few that were unsuspecting victims of the Imperius curse. The house was situated within the middle class residential district, it was two storeys high, and had nine rooms all in all, a front yard and a back yard, and with walls surrounding the whole thing, with the only entrance and exit being a wooden gate. The wall made it stand out some, but Harry didn't mind, he wanted to stand out, but at the same time not stand out, he wanted to be viewed as eccentric, weird, but not godlike.

While in his new house, Harry decided that instead of simply willing furniture and the like into existence he would go on a shopping spree, but since he knew that he would need help carrying his purchases, he decided that he would create two creatures to do his bidding, magical servants, living breathing entities complete with souls and the like to suit his purposes. He created two Baku, which were nightmare devouring spirits that looked like Tapirs (think Drowzee from Pokemon except blue instead of yellow), he named one Futoi, and the second one Aburami. He also gave them human forms so that they would blend in with the rest of the populace, but all those with monster blood in them would be able to tell that Harry's two servants were monsters as well. These two guys were kind of like the anti-thesis of the dementors as they sucked out nightmares, the bad feelings, and the like from people, should they wish to do so, which would make those they affected to feel ecstasy, unlike the dementors which could cause dementia.

Harry and his two servants went about buying all that was needed to furnish the house, from chairs to the kitchen sink, as well as supplies that are normally found in any house, like cleaning supplies and food. Harry even went about buying some clothes for himself and his two servants. His servants mostly chose dark colored things, as well as any shade of blue, while Harry chose whatever would remind him of the sky, the heavens, the elements, more or less randomly anything in the shops that they visited.

After his brief shopping spree, he went about forging another sword for himself, another katana, one that he would keep on his person while he was in his Yori-form, Yori being the name that he decided that he would go by when he looked twenty-five.

Harry spent one week in his backyard, which he had built a forge in, working on his katana and his wakizashi. The katana would be colored pitch black, the blackness having the ability to adsorb light and not reflect it, it would also be so black that even darkness would be swallowed up by it. In line with that, Harry would make it so that the katana would have a few actual magical properties, one of which would be that the katana would be able to act like a black-hole, when stabbed into something it would suck the thing into it should the wielder, Harry, wish it. Two other properties would be that it would be able to absorb the negative or positive feelings or emotions of a person, the feelings or emotions being drawn out of any wounds inflicted on an opponent, like a dementor or a baku.

The wakizashi, which is a blade that is slightly shorter than the katana, would be white, it would be so white that in the darkness it would glow with an otherworldly light, but in the light it would be mistaken as nothing unless one knew that it was there. Harry would imbue it with two powers, one would be that it would be able to heal any injury, any injury. The other would be that it would be able to cut through any defense, it would be able to cut, to slice, to slash, to hit its target no matter the distance, the only requirement be that the wielder could see clearly in his mind the target.

After finishing with the two weapons, Harry decided that he would create a set of armor for himself, full body armor, but unlike the armor of the samurai of old, his would focus more on flexibility and agility than actual defense. Armor that would be worm beneath clothes and not above them. With the ability to harden at a moment's notice, and flow like silk when not needing to be harder than diamonds. Essence of a god would be used, Harry would pour his essence in the flames that would be used to heat what would be turned into armor. The actual mineral that would be used to make the armor would be stardust, formed from the ore of stars, stars that were deemed large enough, hot enough, to be labeled as suns.

Unlike most armor, true armor, Harry would treat his armor as he would clothes, he would sow pieces together while sitting within the flames, after turned the stardust ores into sheets of silk like material. Then once they took form, they would be left to cool under the light of the full moon.

By the time that the swords were completed, and the armor woven as well, Harry was ready to seek out a job for himself, contrary to popular belief Koto no Akumu was not the only place within the lands of Japan that had progressed with little technology, there were other hidden lands that lived on as in the days before technology, before the interference of the west with their black ships. Koto no Akumu was simply one of the many border cities, but it was the largest of them all, and was also the only one that welcomed monsters.

Within the borders of the city-state there was a forest which was used solely for gathering lumber, the lumber mills were even found there, use of the lumber mills required some money, but Harry decided that he would try his hand at carpentry, he would gather and cut his own wood, with his two servants helping him carry it back to his workshop, which was another walled lot, but this time in one of the seedier districts of the city.

Harry approached the thickest and oldest of the trees that he could find on his first day, having paid the fee for getting lumber, the rule was that one could get as much as one wanted so long as they could carry it out of the place. Once he stood in front of the tree, he bowed to it acknowledging its sacrifice, and slid to an offensive posture, one hand at the hilt of his katana, the other preparing to pull it out.

It was over in a split second, the tree fell, not as a whole, but into smaller pieces. Then Harry left his two servants to store them in storage two storage scrolls, while he moved on to the next tree, repeating his actions, to the awe of the other woodcutters.

When he thought he had enough, which was more or less ten trees in total, Harry walked out of the place to get started on his work. But not before heading towards the mines. When he started living this second life of his, he split himself, one part being the one that would meet with Rikuo, while another part of him would be living this second life, while the rest of him continued to multi-task and run everything else that he was responsible for.

So after the two spirits delivered the wood to the workshop, Harry walked to the mine district. There he decided that he would mine for coal and iron ores. He entered one of the mine shafts his two servants only carrying two storage scrolls each, no pickaxes in sight. An hour after entering the mine, the two spirits ran out, held open the storage scrolls in preparation for storing the ore that they were sure to come out of the shaft, which did. Inside the mine, when Harry was sure that all the other miners would not be affected by what he would do, he took a deep breath, then yelled which resulted in all the coal and iron ores to dislodge themselves, as well as a number of other things. Using his magic he directed all the ores and minerals, and whatnot, to where he knew his servants were waiting, then when he realized that he would not reveal too much of what he was ran out of the mine, diving between his servants and hitting the ground as the rocks and stuff flew out of the mine shaft and into the scrolls. When the coast was clear, Harry and his servants calmly walked to the workshop, dropped off the scrolls and went home. Work would start the next day.

The next day found Harry in his workshop, half the time making nails, and the other half of the time making furniture, like cabinets, tables, chairs, stools, trunks, and the like. For some reason, he did not know the meaning of simple, as all his creations were quite intricate, than at one point in time Insomnia visited him and exclaimed that not a one thing looked plain, and had insisted on purchasing a place in one of the shopping districts for sale use of the furniture. The furniture was all hand crafted and imbued with magical properties, that had different uses, but would be explained to any potential buyer.

Harry ended up having his servants mind the shop, while he continued his life as a hermit, hermit due to the fact that people rarely ever saw him, out of his workshop, and the gate to his home was rarely even seen open.

The only time that people swore they saw him was during nighttime, or when he needed some more materials, namely wood or mined things mostly, food supplies ad the like were bought by the two spirits.

It wasn't working out the way that he had originally planned, which consisted of him integrating himself with the rest of the populace, possibly making a few friends, and such. But somehow, one thing led to another and he became a hermit, which in a way still allowed him to be known as quite eccentric.

Relative peace was not meant to last while Harry stayed in Koto no Akumu, and he knew that, which was why he had opted to become a swordsman-craftsman. As much as he enjoyed peace, there was just something about a battle that was quite enjoyable.

As a border city, between what could be considered as the old world or the hidden lands, and the modern world, where technology reigns, it saw a few battle over the years, never ever really needing any technological military aid, faring quite well with just magic and swords. But it seemed from some reports that Harry received that the attackers had found a cache of guns, specifically machine guns, which wasn't good for the short range fighters, or any of the fighters of Koto no Akumu for that matter, as the citizens had long ago agreed that they would leave their gods as a last resort and would only allow them to use their powers when all hope was lost. The citizens were a proud people, and had won many battles, but in all of those battles the playing field was about equal, now they were not so sure. So instead of going back on their agreement the city council, the war council asked that all able bodied men and women that could help in the defense of the city defend the city.

Harry had been assigned to the wall, as a long ranged fighter, he was one of the archers stationed at the wall between the attackers and the city.

The city did not surround the castle, the castle was actually situated on the western most side of the city, behind it was some forested area, then a mountain range, one that no one dared pass, not even the inhabitants of the hidden lands. The northern wall was the barrier between the city and the hidden lands, while the south was the barrier between the modern world and the city. The city being the middle ground, it was in a sense like limbo. The eastern wall and area had never needed to be defended for some reason, part of the reason was that it was heavily booby trapped, with more than just pitfalls, and spike traps.

Harry waited on the wall for the appearance of the enemy whomever they would be, the old world never seemed to run out of potential soldiers for their armies, and Harry intended to down as many as he could. Behind him were his two servants crafting arrows for him to use, which would give him a more or less unlimited supply of arrow. Even though he was assigned as an archer he still had his blades strapped to his hip, fully prepared to take on any enemy that managed to get on the walls. The wizards that were with them were raising shields that would defend the wall and her archers from any of the bullets from the guns of the enemy.

When Harry had the enemy in his sights, which was well before any of the others, those that were veterans in the military, he was laughed at for firing away at what seemed like nothing. To the veterans he was a greenhorn after all, but one officer decided to see if Harry was actually hitting anything, when he looked out in the direction of where the enemy was supposed to come from he was shocked at the fact that Harry was hitting his targets perfectly, from such a distance. Each and every single arrow that flew threw the air hit its mark with accuracy and precision. By the time that the officer told his fellows of what Harry was doing they too had spotted the enemy that was visible on the horizon, and made to look at the approaching forces to make an estimate on their number. When they were within range of everyone else, they fired at will.

Harry did not let up in his attack, he simply added more arrows to each one of his attacks. Firing off one, then two, then three, then four arrows at a time, each time adding one arrow. By the time that he had run out of arrows the enemy was fast approaching the walls, the rain of arrows was merely slowing them down, but not stopping them in their tracks, the only exception had been the group that Harry had been firing into.

The enemy did not have only their guns to attack and defend, they still had swords to defend themselves with if they got into close quarters combat.

When the ladders were propped up against the walls, the wall defenders started to drop their bows and draw out their swords in preparation for the oncoming attackers. But Harry didn't bother waiting, he literally ran down one of the ladders cutting down all that opposed him, using not one of his blades but his bow. Once down on the ground he did not bother with an opening stance and simply pulled out his katana and wakizashi and danced the dance of death. Night had fallen and by the light of the full moon, his katana absorbed its light, while the wakizashi glowed with an otherworldly glow. Neither blade being tainted by all the blood that was being spilled by them. When a sword slash did not down a foe, Harry would lash out with a kick, roundhouse and otherwise.

Good thing the northern section of the city was comprised mostly of warehouses and some factories, for the battle had spilled into that part of the city, the enemy overrunning the wall guards. The soldiers in the city wasted no time in defending themselves, among them was a disguised Insomnia, who acted like it was the first fight that he had been in and was nearly decapitated several times. He was waiting for the army generals to as for the aid of the gods that were in the city, well technically Harry was beyond the walls already, as well as aid from the Kosetsu's Hyakki Yakou.

Then the battle finally spilled into one of the residential districts, resulting in someone wounding a child. Insomnia did not wait for any call for aid, and simply acted. Bringing forth all the power that he held and forcibly pushed back the enemy out of the residential district, his aura blasting outward basking himself in an unearthly light.

From there Insomnia ran to the wall he had a signal to give, when he got there he noticed that most of the enemy were concentrating on a lone figure out in the battlefield, and decided against informing his father that it was time for the gods to come out to play. He toned down his power, grabbed an idle katana, jumped off the wall and joined the battle, losing his unearthly glow in the process. All the fighting was outside the walls of the city, so no need to go god on the blighters.

Insomnia's specialty was stabbing and slashing at people's eyes to relieve them of their lives. He did it with such precision that his allies did not bother to stop and gawk, as he would move on to his next intended victim well before his last one fell to the ground lifeless to the world, his should passing on to the next great adventure in the Crossworld where Crius would be waiting for him.

He soon joined up with Harry when he decided that it would be a better idea to call for a retreat, since he had a feeling that Harry was pissed off after being informed of a child being unnecessarily being harmed in the battle.

When all the Koto no Akumu soldiers were safely back within the walls of the city, Harry let loose, confident that no friendlies were within striking distance of him. He moved with inhuman speed, cutting down foe after foe so fast that some of the enemy decided that it would be a good idea to retreat rather than be cut down. Instead of seeing a man they saw a monster.

One of Harry's eyes had lost its eery emerald fire glow being replaced with a hellish and angry crimson, the other eye keeping its killing curse green. His face was shadowed by his long black hair, all that could be seen were his eyes, but all of them could feel his immense rage. Soon his movement grew even faster, to such a degree that some of the samurai and swordsmen on the wall grew to believe that he was some sort of demon in human flesh rather than a god.

After a few minutes of utter silence from the wall, a young man decided that he had enough waiting on the wall, as he had the power to not get injured, for attacks to simply pass through him, he jumped down from the wall, no one stopping him as he charged into battle taking down the fleeing enemy, some of the archers getting out of their shocked states helping him rid the world of their enemy. While all the rest continued to watch with awe and fear at the destruction wrought by the young man with the black and white blades.

By the time the battle ended, the young swordsman that had held his own throughout the battle could not be found, the only ones that the officers could find were his two servants, that were busily packing up the remaining arrows and supplies.

"Excuse me," one of the wall officers called out to the two packing Baku.

"Hai? What can I help you with?" Futoi asked.

"Where is your master?" the officer asked.

"Why do you wish to know?" Futoi asked.

"Well, the higher ups talked about it, and he has been named one of the city's heroes due to his unwavering actions during the battle."

"He's probably at home already," Aburami answered.

"Oh..Could you tell him about the award ceremony that will be held for the heroes of the battle tomorrow?"

"I will inform him of it, though I doubt he will attend," Futoi answered.

"By the way, what manner of monster is he, as he is obviously not human."

"He is an Akuma," Aburami answered as he stored the last arrow into one of the scrolls he had on his being.

"An Akuma you say, those are rather rare, even here."

"Hai," Aburami said, "We shall be taking our leave now."

"See you whenever sir," Futoi said as he and Aburami jumped off of the wall in the direction of their home.

The officer watched the pair of Baku walk away, then turned to one of his junior officers.

"Inform the higher ups about this development, and Akuma was the one who aided us in battle, and os also the master craftsman that makes those intricate furniture pieces."

"Hai!"

When the war council and the city concil were informed about Harry and his servants claim of his being an Akuma, they decided that that they would speak to the only god in the city that was willing to deal with them, Insomnia. Whom they easily found in his office going over reports from all the officers that participated in the battle, as well as reports from their outposts within the hidden lands, specifically the ones in the path of their most recent enemy. He had gleaned from the information that the attackers were made up of an alliance from three nations that had allies from the modern world, and sought to conquer the unconquerable, even without Koto no Akumu in the way they would not have been able to have done as they please. But their new world allies, a tribe of vampires, believed that the three nations would have been able to take over Japan. The vampire tribe or clan had some sort of eternal grudge against the family of the first emperor of Japan.

"Insomnia-sama, we have found the identity of the hero of the recent battle," one of the councilmen stated.

"The Akuma correct?" Insomnia asked.

"Hai," the councilman replied.

"What do you want me to do about it?"

"We just thought to inform you, and ask if you knew about him beforehand."

"I knew about him beforehand, and no he is not a member of Kosetsu-sama's Hyakki Yakou."

"Then he should be invited to join due to his actions in the battle," one of the generals said.

"There are already a hundred demons that would follow Kosetsu-sama, and hundred more that would follow those hundred. Kosetsu-sama needs not a one more, and no Rikuo-kun has not been invited to join the Hyakki either."

"Then how are we to honor this Akuma?"

"Just give him your award, that would be enough for him," Insomnia stated.

"How do you know?"

"I am one of this city's two guardian kami," Insomnia simply stated.

"Where was Kosetsu-sama during the battle, some of us noticed you actively joined the fray, why didn't he?"

"Who says he didn't? He was there, you just didn't realize it."

"Where? What role did he play?"

"He was there, he is quite good at blending in, probably as one of the archers on the wall or one of the swordsmen on the field."

"Back to the Akuma, would it be possible to promote him to noble status?" one of the councilmen asked.

"It would be possible and totally up to you, I have no business about how you run the city, unless you run it shoddily or poorly, then and only then have I stepped in, or on the direct orders of Kosetsu-sama."

"Hai."

After the awarding and recognition ceremony people swarmed outside of Harry's little workshop, he had indeed been promoted to noble in the city-state not that he didn't already have such standing, but as Akumu Yori, he was only recently promoted. He was recognized by all the citizens, and some of the middle class to noble clans send him marriage proposals, some of the girls being offered were as young as twelve, but Harry paid them no mind. He believed himself to be too young still to think of marriage.

Since Harry had adjusted time in the hidden lands, as well as in his city to be of a different time frame than the rest of the world, it had already been close to half a year within the city and in the hidden lands, while in the rest of the word it had only been a week. Which was the reason as to why the First Vampire and Werewolf had yet to show, the criminal Fenrir Greyback had yet to appear, and the employee that had recently lost his job yet again had yet to make an appearance.

None of the crowds bothered him all that much, his business continued without a hitch, his craftsmaking wasn't bothered as well. No one could get into any of the places he owned, and his servants always managed to get away from the crowds that tried to get them to get him out of wherever he was.

There were a few people that did try to get their sons to apprentice under him, but he didn't find any of them worthy of his deadly style.

"Greyback is a week away, regular time, what would you have me do?" Insomnia reported to Harry.

"What about Nero and Remus?"

"They'll be here at roughly the same time, give or take a day or two."

"I'll synchronize time when they get to the border, and what about the other Remus?"

"A day after Greyback, it wasn't all that hard to get him to come, but due to the presence of Greyback in the continent..my people needed to smuggle him through another route."

"I see..hmm..expand in one of the upper class districts, the one closest to the walls, and set up a compound for the wolves, and one for the bats."

"Understood, but what of Greyback and Lupin?"

"Inform me when the two shodaimes arrive, and I'll have them deal with him."

"And Lupin?"

"Inform me when he arrives as well," Harry said.

"Your other half.."

"Says that the young Rikuo is well enough into his mastery of his powers to leave, seeing as the assessment was made by myself, I am inclined to agree."

"Then I shall inform him of your decision?"

"No.."

"Otou-sama?"

"I shall deal with him, he shall face Akumu Yori in battle, while Akumu Kosetsu watches."

"It will appear to him as if it were all a dream then?"

"Precisely."

"But what of the Nura clan?"

"They will find him the day after he left sleeping soundly in his room."

"But what of the improvements?"

"The tear in time will seal them up, only to be unselaed at the right moment."

"I understand, do you want me to set it all up?"

"Hold that thought," Harry said as he pulled out some paper out of thin air as well as a quill and an ink well, wrote down some words on the paper then handed it over to his son, "Have some random soldier deliver that to me."

"Hai."

"Is there anything else you need sochi?"

"Err..could you forge me a katana?"

"Sure, any properties you want?"

"Sleep and paralysis."

"I'll bring it when I go for the final testing."

As soon as Remus and Nero stepped onto the border of the new world and of Koto no Akumu, Harry immediately synchronized time. It was also the signal for Insomnia to send a messenger over to Harry's workshop to give him the slip of paper with orders to go to the castle to proctor for Rikuo's final exam, his finaly test of skill, as well as send him back in time.

After being handed the note, Harry grabbed his things, he swapped his work clothes for his silken like armor, put on a black haori, which is a coat, a red kimono with a white obi, the sash, and black hakama pants, tied to his waist were his black and white daisho, the katana and wakizashi. Instead of shoes he wore black geta sandals, but when he moved they made no sound. He brought with him a sword case, within it was the katana that Insomnia requested.

He followed the messenger to the meeting place at the back of the castle, the same field that he had first brought out Rikuo's powers. Rikuo had learned much, he was physically fit, and just as powerful in his human form as a medium in rank demon, he had attained some mastery in the healing arts, but his control of his fear was immense, everytihng that he could do as a youkai he could do as a human. He had learned some nifty illusions that could help him out in a fight, and his kenjutsu skills were that of a near master, more like an intermediate. Now he would face the Akuma no Yori.

When Yori appeared on the field he handed Insomnia the sword case, then faced his opponent, showing no emotions on his face at all.

"Rikuo-kun, for your final test before I send you back to your Grandfather will be to face Yori in combat, treat this as a real battle of life and death, for should you not give it your all, I will be forced to kill you myself, is that understood?" Harry asked as he walked over to the side of Insomnia.

"Hai!" Rikuo answered confident in his abilities, his memory of the battle that he had recklessly participated in showed that Yori was able to hold his own in close quarters combat, but did not show his skills in a one-on-one combat, he had also failed to see the Akuma as a monster.

"I'll referee for this match," Insomnia said, "Prepare yourselves," he eyed the two combatants, "Ready!"

The two combatants took their places facing one another at a distance, each spreading their legs in preparation for the dash that they were sure to start with. Their muscles tensing in preparation of each of their initial lunges.

"Steady!"

Each combatant reached for the hilt of their katanas, just waiting for the signal for them to unsheathe their blades. Beads of sweat already forming on their brows in anticipation of the commencement of the match.

"GO!"

Only the sound of metal against metal could be heard, and only the flash of metal and the abrorption of light could be seen. The two combatants were just a blur, the faint outlines of their forms and the colors of their clothes gave away the fact that they were there.

On occasion a patch of ground would be thrown up due to a failed attack, or a tree would be sliced and diced due to being thrown in between the two fighters. The wood landing on the ground in sawdust form.

Then a few short seconds after the start of the battle the two combatants appeared once again in the places that they started their little clash from. Panting slightly but not exactly winded or tired.

Dropping once again into their own stances, each one of them dropped their swords to their sides in preparation for a slash each. A leaf blew in between them brought there by the breeze that was brought about by their constant movements. Once it landed between them, they clashed the sound of metal grating against metal could be heard, sparks could be seen as the two fighters pushed their blades against one another's blade.

Suddenly each one of them sprung back, away from each other, giving the other some space. They then sheathed their swords and allowed them to hang at their hips.

They stood idly, looking as relaxed as two people on a battlefield could look. Some soldiers and monsters arrived to watch the battle.

Then just as suddenly as the calm atmosphere descended upon them, a powerful force was felt, the likes of which had last been flet coming off of Insomnia when he released his power to aid his people in the battle with the army of the three vampire allied nations.

From looking like a simple boy wearing glasses, his hair lengthened, changed from brown to white, gaining some dark markings under his eyes, while his eyes gaining a somewhat demonic look. His black haori flapping on his shoulders, his kimono and hakama pants were dark green with a red trim, along with his obi which was also red. His clothes ruffled in a nonexistent wind, his power growing by the second, coelacing around him, compresing, then dispersing, Kyouka Suigetsu had been activated, he was now untouchable unless his fear was broken, his power circumvented, only then would he be hit.

On the other end of the battle field, whatever light could be seen was quickly being absorbed by the shadows beneath Yori. His already long hair lengthened a little bit more, his bangs shadowing his face, while his eyes glowed unearthly and eerily so. One shining with emerald green fire, while the other with hellish crimson flames. Light bent around him, as his own haori flapped on his shoulders, while a nonexistent wind ruffled his kimono and hakama pants. His skin darkened, as did his aura, his nail grew longer and sharper.

When they're transformations were both completed they stared down the other in preparation for another clash of steel.

Someone coughed and they were once again at each other's throats, blade against blade pushing against the other with almost all their might, neither giving the other too much of an advantage while at the same time not using all of their power. Somehow their special abilities nullified each other's, both of which rendered each of them intangible to any physical attack.

Then when all thought that the battle would never end, as the two opponents streaked across the battlefield like two possesed maniacs, Yori dashed backwards, Rikuo following suit, space had once again been placed between them.

Rikuo was wary as he had not seen a reason for such a reatreat, something was up, something was definitely wrong.

When Yori landed he immediately acted, he unsheathed his other blade, brought each above a shoulder and gave no time for Rikuo to react. He dashed towards his opponent so fast that a sonic boom was heard, by the time the noise had ended, Yori had performed a cross slash, the blades slipped beyond Rikuo tearing space and time, ripping a hole through the fabric of time, swallowing up the young Nura, then sealing itself back up again. When it was all over he resheathed his blades, and return to pure human form.

"Excellent, he passed all expectations, I hope to see him again someday," Harry said standing up from his sitting position beside Insomnia.

"It looked like a carefully planned assassination attempt," Insomnia intoned.

"It was fun," Yori said, "I would like to do that again, though quick as it was."

"Thank you for the help, Tsuki," Harry told his other self.

"It was a pleasure, Tenpi," Yori told his other self.

Both parts of the whole shook hands and went their separate ways, after all, it was not yet time to depart from Asia, summer vacation was still in its beginning stages after all.

"They have arrived," was Insomnia's simple statement.

"Where are they now?" Harry asked his son.

"In the compound that you requested to be built for them, getting accomstomed to the place that will serve as their summer home, or one of them at the very least."

"Understood, have someone fetch them wont you sochi."

"Hai," Insomnia responded choosing to be the one to fetch the two brothers personally instead of having someone else do the job, knowing that his father knew that he would be the one to carry out the order.

"Before you go," Harry said halting Insomnia from leaving.

"Nani?"

"Bring some jamsumin cha with you when you get back, I haven't had any in a while."

"Hai."

'Now where was it again..' Insomnia thought as he wandered around the upper class district nearest to the wall, he had apparently gotten lost, and could not seem to find the Shodaimes compounds.

After walking around a bit more he decided to just ask someone for some directions, but since it would be quite embarassing for a god to ask for directions, he decided that he would pop on over to his father's workshop.

"Otou-sama! You in here!" he called out as he entered the workshop, that thankfully did not have anyone outside.

"In the back! You got lost didn't you?" Yori called out from the back, "I prepared a map for you, its tacked to the wall just grab it and go, your running out of daylight!"

"Arigatou!" Insomnia responded when he pulled the map off of the wall, and promptly left his old man chuckling.

Insomnia followed the map then got lost again, but before heading back to his father's workshop he realized that he had been looking at the thing upside down, when he flipped it all the characters and words on it flipped upside down as well, so that they still looked upright. Looking closely at the map he found that he was right between the two gates of the two compounds, to his left were the Lycans, to his right were the Vampires.

He split himself, then knocked on each gate, and waited for someone to open the gate.

"Aetas sent me to collect the Firsts," Insomnia said using the name that the wolves and bats would recognize when speaking to the one that opened the gate.

"Hold on a sec, I'll go get 'im," was the identical reply from each gate keeper.

Insomnia looked up at the sky for a bit, then when he looked back at the gate one twin stood before him.

"Shall we go then?" each twin asked at the exact same time.

"Follow me please," Insomnia said, and led the two brothers to the castle where Harry was waiting, not forgetting to pass by the kitchen to snag a pot of jasmine tea.

"Welcome to Koto no Akumu my two pupils," Harry greeted the two brothers as they entered one of the rooms on the top floor of the castle.

"Nice to see you again Master Aetas, or is it Kosetsu-sama?" Nero greeted.

"Whichever you prefer," Harry replied.

"Hullo again prof!" Remus greeted a bit cheekily.

"Whatcha need of us sir?" Nero asked.

"Fenrir Greyback is estimated to arrive tomorrow, I want the two of you to grab him at the gate."

"Fenrir Greyback?! He's coming here!?" Remus shouted, rage filling his entire being.

"Calm down brother," Nero said as he restrained and tried to calm down his brother.

"Settle down Remus, and yes the criminal is coming here, I had some of my people persuade him to come."

"What are we to do with him once he gets here?" Nero asked in place of his brother.

"Remus as the First Lycan, the First Wereworlf it is up to you to decide what his punishment is to be.." Harry said but was unable to finish his sentence due to Insomnia's interruption.

"Sorry to intrude, but border patrol sent in a report that the criminal will be here in a matter of hours, while Lupin will arrive tomorrow morning at dawn," Insomnia reported.

"Remus, Nero, you heard him," Harry said.

"I have no beef with that thing exactly, Remus, what do you plan on doing?" Nero asked his brother.

"We capture him, and let Lupin one of his victims deal the deathblow, as well as take over that bastard's pack," Remus said, "You planned on that outcome didn't you Master?"

"Not exactly, I only planned for you to meet with Lupin is all," Harry admitted.

"I concede, I will meet with him of course, someone that shares my name, interesting, an addition to the heirarchy as well, he will be welcomed," Remus said.

"Nero, I have no criminals for yourself to prosecute, but I hear that Joseph will be travelling through Russia sometime in June, if you are interested I'll have Metus pick up his trail for you."

"No need Master, I thank you for the information, and I shall spread the word to the nation about that criminal's whereabouts."

"Now before I allow you gentlemen to go about your business, I would like to remind you that even though you are royalty to each of your own races, you are merely nobility here, should you have need of a weaponsmith there is one found in the middle class district, just ask for Yori's Workshop," Harry parted with some last minute reminders.

"Understood," both brothers stated at the same time, in sync with one another.

"Good," Harry said, "Happy hunting," he then faced Insomnia, "Inform me when everything goes down."

"Hai," Insomnia confirmed that he heard.

A few hours later, the main gate into the city was deserted, there weren't any guards either, meaning that any kind of violence performed would not have any witnesses.

'Guess they heard I was coming, must've run scared, heh' thoght an overconfident Fenrir Greyback as he strolled right into a trap.

By the time that his senses and instincts kicked in he was tied up seven ways to Sunday, and back. There were so many knots that it was a wonder how he could still breathe, his mouth being the only visible part of his body, not even his eyes were visible.

"Glan you could finally join us Greyback," Remus said with a pleased tone.

"Who are you?" Greyback demanded to know.

"One of your betters," Remus answered.

"I refuse to acknowledge anyone that would not face me in mortal combat as my superior," Greyback stubbornly said.

"I can accept that," Remus said, "Your judgement for your crimes will be decided once one of your victims gets here."

"Who would dare? And you have yet to tell me who you are!"

"You should know my name, your instincts should be screaming my identity to you, or have you forgotten that there is still a pack far superior to your own?"

"Ha! Like you could be the First!"

"Believe what you will mongrel, know that my brother only seeks justice for all those that you have wronged," Nero said in place of his brother.

"And who are you? Some other nameless peon?"

"Rome was not built in a day, but I sure did burn it in one night," Nero stated.

"Impossible..." the mongrel said as he processed the information that was given to him, "..Impossible..if you are...then that means that..Oh..shit."

"Marcus! Aurelius! Bring the mongrel to our compound, his life will be safer with us than with the Lycans," Nero ordered two of his own.

"Your will be done Grandsire," the two vampired responded.

After all the other minor participants in the ambush left, Nero and Remus decided that they would be the ones to wait for the last known living victime of Fenrir Greyback.

"So what kind of person do you think this other Remus is?" Remus asked his brother, both of them sitting below the arch of the gate.

"Something tells me that he was a Gryffindor in Hogwarts..maybe a bit malnourished Lycan-wise," Nero answered.

"What do you mean by that brother?" Remus asked.

"I heard stories about a wolf that was a friend of the Potters and that one Black, this Remus is probably him," Nero said.

"No wonder the Master is interested in him then," Remus said.

"So..how long do you think til he gets here?" Nero asked.

"A few hours I guess," Remus answered then pulled out a deck of cards from one of the pockets of his trenchcoat, "Poker?"

"Old Maid."

"Go Fish?"

"Go Fish."

Remus J. Lupin did not know what to expect when he got to Koto no Akumu, some recent acquaintances has helped him get to the city-state after he lost his job due to his being what was, a werewolf, not surprisingly even in Japan there were those that could not stomache the fact that there was a werewolf as a member of the staff, his superiors accepted him, but once his coworkers found out about him, they threatened to quit unless he was fired, and so he lost his job.

So here he was walking toward a walled city with a castle of all things in it. As he approached the gate he noticed two figures sitting in the middle of it and playing what looked to be Go Fish.

"Got any fives?"

"Go fish."

"Seriously, got any fives?"

"Seriously go fi.." Nero did not finish the world fish due to him noticing Lupin, "Ahh we've been expecting you Remus J. Lupin, do you have a nickname as my brother also goes by that name, and sadly he does not have a nickname."

"Er..my friends used to call me Moony," Moony replied.

"Great, well I'm Nero.

"And I'm Remus, probably the guy you were named after."

"Huh?" Moony said confused.

"Its like this, we caught Fenrir Greyback a few hours ago and want you to take over his pack, gain his power, unleash the beast within," Remus explained not so subtlely.

"Wha-huh?" Moony said as his brain short circuited.

"Remus," Nero said facing his brother.

"Yea?"

"TMI," Nero informed him.

"Yeah, I kinda figured that was the case," Remus said.

"You take him to your place, while I prep the mongrel," Nero said.

"Gotcha!" Remus then lifted the slightly commatose Moony, and the two brothers, and body, travelled to the compounds, one for a briefing, while the other for some execution measures.

"So let me get this straight," Moony said, sipped some tea then continued, "You are Remus the First Lycan, and you have passed judgement on Fenrir Greyback, and you also want me to be the one to deal it out?"

"Precisely," Remus confimed as he too sipped some tea.

"What would you have me do?" Moony asked.

"I would have you face him in mortal combat, kill him, and take his power," Remus said.

"Killing him I understand and know how to do, but how do I take the power from a dead man?" Moony asked.

"Simply put, you must eat his still beating heart, simple," Remus said.

"E-eat h-his h-heart?" Moony said a little bit disgusted.

"Face it Moony, you and the beast are one, you are the wolf, due to conditioning you have supressed that part of you, fight Greyback, take his power, make yourself whole," Remus said.

"How am I supposed to kill the man that made me who I am?" Moony asked.

"Ever heard of a pitbull?" Remus asked.

"Its a kind of dog," Moony answered.

"Well we're going to do to you what was done to make those dogs the way they now are," Remus said.

"Which would be?"

"Drop the two of you, naked, into a pit that can barely fit the two of you, drugged up enough to force the beast part of the two of you to take over, and fight to the death," Remus explained, "But remember only one of you we shall allow to leave the pit, either you kill him and live, or we kill him after you die."

"I-I'll try my best," Moony said.

"Do not simply try," Remus said.

"I.."

"Say no more," Remus said getting up from his sitting position, "I need not hear the words of a wolf that has lost no pride in what he is, Harry Potter would be ashamed of you," were his parting words before leaving the other man to his thoughts.

'How does he know about that? What did he mean by Harry Potter? Does he know Harry?' were the questions running through Moony's head after hearing Remus' parting statement.

"You informed him about our connection?" Nero asked.

"No, I gave him a hint, also a warning about his patheticness," Remus said.

"Well, is he ready?" Nero asked.

"He was born ready, he just doesn't know it," Remus said.

"I have induced the mongrel with the potion," Nero said.

"Same with Lupin, all we need to do is dump them into the pit," Remus said.

"Master Aetas said that he would induce a full moon tonight for the two to fight at maximum capacity," Nero said.

"I supposed he would," Remus said, "Shall we dump them in then?"

"Right then," Nero said, then called out to his vampires, "Drop the mongrel into the pit!"

"Throw the man in!" Remus called out to his wolves.

The pit was small and cramped but had enough space for the two beasts to duke it out.

At midnight that night, the clouds parted to let in the light of a full moon, the light streaked down and bathed the two wolves in the pit forcing their transformations. Both wolves tearing off their human shells leaving the fur hidden beneath to be shown, one grey, while the other stained silver. Both powerful figures under the pale moonlight.

The beasts outside of the pit shed their human skins and transformed into wolves, those that walked on two legs, and those that walked on all four, all with different furs, but all of them howling to the moon, the source of their eternal strength.

The wolves in the pit had no time to howl at the moon, for they were preoccupied with one another, eyeing each other they pounced on one another, biting and clawing at one another. Tearing off flesh and fur, biting into muscle and bone. Eventually some snaps were heard as one of the wolves in the pit managed to shatter the bones of the other, which one the onlookers were not quite sure, for it seemed that right after one, the other also experienced a similar fate.

'He caused much suffering end his existence for he does not deserve the life he was given due to all the lives that he has unjustly taken..' a voice spoke to Moony in his head, the wolf and human parts of him comprehending what was being said, but feeling a little bit suspicious for he did not recognize the voice, but it did sound familiar.

'Who are you?' Moony mentally asked the voice as he fought for his life in the pit against the one that had turned him into the a wolf.

'Defeat your foe and my students shall bring you to see me..for I knew you when I was mortal..' the voice replied, 'Now destroy the destroyer, tear him limb from limb, and savor the taste of victory once you have consumed his whole heart!'

With that thought being forcefully broadcasted into his mind Moony fought more ferouciously due to the curiosity that had been awakened in him, the burning desire to know who it was that had whispered to him. There were something like a compulsion charm in the thoughts as well, but the silver wolf did not know that. With some renewed strength, Moony subconsciously brought his magic to the fore, which in turn powered him up, making bringing him on par power-wise with one of the grandsons of Remus, which compared to Greyback was quite the gap in power.

Greyback sensed the power increase in his foe, long had he and his wolf side merged and become one, long has his wolf side thirsted for blood, he knew who his foe was and knew that he had experience on his side. He lashed out smashing his clawed fist into the snout of the wolf before him, knocking some teeth out in the process.

'Bugger it all!' Moony then reared his fist back, and let his clawed fists fly, smacking Greyback in his snout not once, not twice, but three times. Then with his other clawed hand forcefully plunged it into the chest of the grey wolf while the grey wolf was a bit dazed from the three whacks on his snout. Moony then forcefully yanked out the heart, gulped it down hole, then howled a howl of victory, which was echoed by the wolves up top. His opponent then slumped to the floor, dead.

Moony them jumped out of the pit to join the others outside, had he decided to take one last look at the bane of his existence, he would have seen its body bursts into flames, Avada Kedavra green flames, within the flames Harry smiled at a job well done.

For the rest of the night the lycans and the vampires celebrated by dancing under the pale moonlight. Insomnia watching from a tree branch high enough that he would not be seen by them. Harry sitting at a branch not far from his son, while his alter-ego Yori was not too far from their positions as well.

'Remus, Nero, bring Moony to me come morning,' Harry instructed his pupils, 'I told him that you would.'

'Yes sir,' both brothers thought back.

The first werewolf and first vampire led their new comrade, Remus J. Lupin aka Moony, to the top floor of the castle of Koto no Akumu, where they knew Harry to be waiting. Which indeed he was, complete with pot of jasumin cha and some scones of all things.

"Come in," Harry said as Nero knocked on the panel.

The three men then walked into the room, finding Harry sipping some tea, while Insomnia hung from the ceiling with nothing but boxers on, below him were a bunch of papers detailing a bunch of city related things that he had been looking over during the wee hours of the morning.

"You are Remus J Lupin, Moony, Werewolf, replacement of Fenrir Greyback as one of the Alphas of the lycan world and race, friend of James Potter, Sirius Black, and Peter Pettigrew, have I forgotten anything?" Harry said.

"Err..nothing of consequence," Moony replied, "You said you would tell me who you were."

Harry was in his thirteen year old form in preparation for the incoming school year, he was wearing his godly garb with his hood up covering his face.

"I am Har or Aetas, whichever you prefer," Harry introduced himself.

"Glad to finally have a name to the voice in my head," Moony said.

"I once also went by another name," Harry said.

"Huh? What would that have to do with anything?" Moony asked.

"It has everything to do with you, and one of the monsters in your closet," Harry said.

"What is it then?"

"Harry Potter."

Moony then fainted from a mixture of surprise and shock at the revelation that Harry Potter was with him in a foreign land and was apparently quite strong magically, as well as politically.

"C-could you repeat that again, I could have sworn you said you were Harry Potter," Moony said after regaining consciousness.

"You heard correctly," Harry said the expression on his face showing that he was indeed serious.

"Then..how?..or why?..or..wha-huh?" Moony said not really knowing how to react to such news.

"I am Kosetsu, Har, Aetas, Yori, Clement, and Harry Potter, I am known by many other names, but there is one thing that you should know," Harry said.

"I'm afraid to ask, but what is it?" Moony said.

"I am a god," Harry simply said, the simplicity of the statement showing how serious it was, and due to the reactions of the rest that were present including the now awake Insomnia made Moony believe the truth of the matter.

"H-how?" Moony asked.

"That's a pretty long story, one which I will not tell you," Harry said.

"Oh..so now what?" Moony asked uncertain of his future.

But before Harry could answer, an unknown specie of bird flew into the room from out of nowhere, tied to its leg was a note, when Harry took it off, the bird vanished, leaving the note as the only proof of its appearance.

"Albus Dumbledore will be contacting you in a few weeks, I want you to accept his proposition," Harry stated, "Also I want you to not hate Sirius Black for he is innocent of all charges."

"H-how? Wha-huh?"

"My teacher likes to give me a heads up every summer as to what to expect every coming school year, yes Moony I go to school."

"Black?"

"I've known about that all this time, its just that I couldn't really find a way to get him out of that place, some of the reasons being connected to my godship...unfortunately..though I'm sure the dementors know not to mess with that man's mind."

"Why is that? About the dementors I mean," Moony asked for an explanation.

"I created the blasted things, they were my bodyguards for a time," Harry explained, "They know my whims and such most of the time."

"Did you create the Patronus as well?"

"Err...I don't know exactly, why?"

"No reason, must be the Ravenclaw in me."

"Well now that that's over with, you are welcome to stay in my city for as long as there is still summer," Harry said and made to leave the room tea pot in hand, "See you in Hogwarts," he said then left the room to get a refill.

"So..." Moony said turning to face the other occupants of the room, "What else is there to do here?"

"Well...I hear that there's a red light district," Nero said.

"Anything else?"

"Every used a bow?" Insomnia asked from his place on the ceiling.

"No, why?" Moony asked.

"You can learn how, how bout it?"

"Looks like I found my summer activity then," Moony said shrugging, at least he had something to do.

"I'll meet you at Yori's Workshop, just ask around where it is, its quite famous," Insomnia said as he turned into bubbles and floated through the walls and out of the room.

"You guys gonna come with?" Moony asked the two brother.

"Sure," Nero said.

"Not like we got anything planned," Remus said.

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I apologize for the length.