AN: my apologies for the delay once more in this chapter. I ended up upgrading my gaming tower to windows 7 and lost EVERYTHING! Including this chapter which was damn near done T_T now I gotta redo it all .
I also have an idea for the story but i haven't imaged it well enough to get a good idea of where i want it to go. But i promise people we will be returning to hogwarts very soon and the sev harry will begin!
OH! before i forget go check out my profile for the first official picture of Apache!
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Chapter 36: The Giants
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Harry and Draco stood back among the small group of survivors all of them watching the sight in front of them. Many were looking on in shock, a few had turned away, Harry was just staring dumbfounded while Draco was trying hard not to laugh.
Blood had come back to find his brother alive and had flipped! Zera was flat on his back his head flopping backwards as Blood sat on his hips gripping the neck of his brothers armor and was shaking him hard all the time screaming and more than likely cussing at him in a strange language.
"Uncle.. i thought the whole point was not to kill him."
Panting hard Blood released Zera's armor allowing his head and hit the sand. "Fucking ass hole." he snarled standing up and dusting himself off.
Shaking his head Harry moved over and knelt down next to his father. "Dad? You still alive?"
"UGH!..kinda..." reaching up Zera laid a arm over his eyes. "just bury me here."
Rolling his eyes blood kicked Zera in the side. Feeling the pressure in his side Zera pulled his arm away and looked at his brother, then down to his plate armor and then back up to his brother a small smirk crossing his face. "that was smart."
"Shut up..." turning away Blood moved away with a very noticeable gimp to his step.
"Dumbass..."
Pushing himself up Zera looked around at the land around them. "Never thought I would ever set foot on this cursed land."
"for once is there something you know that I don't know?"
Blood gimped over, though the gimp was better than before it was pretty obvious that kick to his brother ribs had done more damage to him then his brother.
"Yes, you broke your toe." Blood growled at this brother seeing that smug smirk on his lips. Damn bastard was right though, he had felt several of his toes snap when he had kicked the plated side. He must have hit him at just the right angle, lucky bastard.
Smirk slowly vanishing off his face Zera looked around, his eyes taking in the vast desert that surrounded him. The heat no longer bothered him as he could not really feel it but he knew they would have to find shelter for his children and the survivors, the heat was very visible against the sands coming off it like a liquid mirror.
Walking his eyes started to flash between their natural violet, golden and black. The darkness and evil in this land was so strong it was pulling at his untrained powers.
A frown pulled at Blood's lips his crimson eyes never once leaving his brother, even he could feel the darkness and evil from this land he could only image how much stronger it was to the very god that commanded it.
Though Zerachiel was a god, he was a young untrained god. His powers were still wild and uncontrollable at times, why he was never allowed out in the outside world without one of the other gods or a specially made bracelet. That bracelet had been the only thing that kept him sane and fine when they had taken Harry out to get his supplies. They had not revealed that to Harry at the time figuring it was not something he needed to know.
Slinging his bow over his back Blood moved over to his brother and gently took both his hands from behind and laid his head on his shoulder. He may not have been a god like his brother but he was the demon side of him and his powers were identical to Zerachiel's, and because he was a demon his powers were not as strong and so he already has full master of them.
He felt his brother jump slightly under his cheek, though just as fast as those muscles coiled for a strike they relaxed realizing who it was and what he was doing.
Closing his eyes Zera allowed his brother to take control once more, though they were no longer one Blood still had the power to take over his mind and body. Unlike before when he had no control over it, now he had to allow his barriers to drop around his mind to allow his brother in completely.
Feeling the powers subside he sighed thankfully and felt his brother move away from him. "Have you been able to reestablish communication with our loving family?"
Shaking his head Zera headed back towards the safety of the dock where the powers were weaker. "No I haven't but I am hoping that Eva will at least show up soon. You know that if someone dares to kill one of her beloved pets she will show up to investigate."
Harry moved over to his father. "Dad, are you alright?" he had seen the eyes flashing and had never seen that before. The black he had seen only twice before but normally it didn't flash it would creep into his eyes like someone had poured a bottle of ink over them. The gold was new to him he had never seen that in anyone before, he noticed that was a trait of his family if they were upset of feeling a very strong emotion their eyes would change tone.
He had seen it in several of his brothers over the short period of time he was there with them. Rizae in the middle of a fight if he was growing scared they would dilate but also they would start turning a almost ice violet in color. Valtae when he grew angry his eyes would start turning almost crimson in color. That they had a feeling was because Blood was still apart of Zera when the quads were born were his genes coming into play. The most common he had seen was either during heightened arousal or pissed his families eyes would darken to a nearly black color they were still violet or blue but would appear nearly black in color.
Reaching out Zera gently placed a hand on Harry's head. "I'll be fine, this just shows me I need to once more return to heaven and resume my training with that air head I call a father."
Smiling Harry resisted the urge to roll his eyes, how true was that about the high god. He was not nearly as big of an air head as the god of wind but he was known to have blond moments.
"Zerachiel." Turning slightly Zera looked to where his brother's eyes were looking. "I know.. I feel him to."
"Feel who?" it was one of the survivors, a B grade human warrior by the looks of his armor. Though like the rest of them the armor was already starting to rust from the saltwater and now this air. All of their armors were destroyed and would offer little protection if they should need to fight his was already fracturing around the chest plate.
"A demon," Zera said simply his eyes looking back to the small group. "If we know he is here," "then he knows we are as well." Zera finished for his brother.
"We will worry about that when the time comes, right now we need to find shelter. I do not know how long it will take Eva to realize one of her pets is dead and this land is not forgiving."
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3 days had passed since they washed up on the Island known as Hellbound. 3 days and still no sign of their rescue, either from those at Dion or the gods themselves, those that were there were starting to lose hope.
The only food they had was what was packed in the bags Domi had given them in Dion, that supply was only supposed to last 3 people a few days. Zerachiel being who he was did not require food to keep up his strength just sleep.
Now though the food had been divided up amongst the survivors; the women, children and elderly getting larger portions since warriors were supposed to be trained to go without food for a few days and still be alright. Though it seemed that this lot of human warriors was more used to stuffing their face all the time by the way they whined when they didn't get anything but a small ration once a day.
Shivering violently Harry pulled his cloak around him tighter, even though the sun was at its peak in the sky he was extremely cold.
This land truly was cursed; the very earth they sat upon was sucking their powers dry!
All of the warriors felt it, though it seemed like the stronger they were the worse it affected them. Draco was currently curled up in a corner under his own Hogwarts cloak shivering violently. He had gone down yesterday night and had been asleep most of the day so far.
Trying to hide his own shivering Harry looked up hearing footsteps walking across the dilapidated wooden planks of the small house they had managed to find a short distance from the docks.
Blood gimped over, long ago had he shed his armor instead walking around in just a pair of pants, unlike the rest of them that were shivering violently as if they were trapped in the ice of the poles instead of a aired desert he was sweating like hell.
The power pull was affecting him greatly, his normally silent foot falls were heavy and staggered as he tried to keep his balance.
"Nothing?"
Blood shook his head, slowly inching himself to the ground and resting his back against the dilapidated wall. "How is he?" his voice sounded like he was far away.
Harry looked down at the prone figure whose head was currently resting in his lap. "no change, he's still slipping in and out of consciousness. Sometimes he will have lucid moments but they are quick and only last a few minutes."
One of them had been hit the hardest by the land. Zerachiel had started to show signs of power drain early on, only a few hours actually after they had arrived on the island. Though Blood tried desperately to help his brother control his powers there was one point where his powers had flared out of control.
It was only with Blood knocking him unconscious that his powers had subsided but ever since then they had been draining faster than everyone else. Yesterday he had not even gotten from the door out into the sands before he collapsed unconscious and unresponsive till about the middle of the night.
After that he had been slipping in and out of consciousness, at times he would be perfectly lucid and worried about his son and the survivors but then he would lose all of that and babble in several different languages like he couldn't keep which one he should be speaking straight before falling unconscious once more.
Blood said that land was reacting stronger to him because while he was the god of darkness he was untrained and so his powers were easy to latch onto since he did not possess the control to push the lands darkness away.
*flashback*
Harry gently laid his robe over his unconscious father, he was honestly scared shitless but was trying to put on a strong front for those on the other side of the house.
The survivors were all crying saying it was hopeless, they weren't going to survive if one of their gods had been rendered unconscious.
Blood gently pushed some of his brothers crimson hair away from his face.
"Blood, I thought he was a god.. Aren't gods supposed to be all powerful and never get sick or anything?" Draco was starting to feel bad already feeling his own powers being pulled in by the land.
"you would think, but that is only the belief of the foolish man." Gently rubbing his brothers back he looked at the two boys and dropped his voice so the survivors would not hear.
"They were originally designed to be that way, all powerful and what not. But the high one saw that both the high god and goddess were starting to grow careless and cocky and so to teach them humility as it was dubbed and to show the compassion they would require to nurture their new world in the way it was supposed to be. The high one removed their immortality from them and their infinite power.
That is why the gods possess power mates, it is their other half of their power that will keep them charged. He did it that way so that the gods would never turn against each other and they would have to rely on each other. If for any reason they did turn against each other they would slowly lose their powers, or quickly if they used them and as they god weaker they would be rendered as nothing but very strong mortals."
Harry and Draco both gaped at this with mouths wide. "No mortal can injure or kill a god if they have even a shred of power left, only another god, demon or angel can. But that is only when they are very weak. If they are up past 50% of their power there is only one angel and one demon that can take on a god and kill them."
Draco and Harry shared a look really wanting to know who that was. Blood smirked; he didn't have to read the boys minds to know what they were thinking. "Anime, the eldest of the demons and shilen's right hand demon can take down a powered down 5 wing. Severus is the only angel that can take on a fully powered 5 wing and beat them."
Hearing Severus name caused Harry's eyes to light up, though that was quickly over ridden by a look of horror. Unknown to him he would intentionally piss off the one angel in heaven that could kill a 5 wing!
/wait? What is a 5 wing?/
"5 wing, what does that mean?" Draco beat him to the punch. Seeing he was now playing teacher Blood sat down with his back to the survivors but kept a close eye on his unconscious brother. If any of the warriors across the room felt the need to get famous fast or held a grudge against Rune this would be the perfect time to try and assassinate the lord that brought down Aden's rule, though he doubted very much that any were powerful enough. In this state Zerachiel would react on instincts alone and those by themselves were very dangerous.
"The hierarchy of heaven is dictated by the number of wings you have. 6 wings are the titan gods, Eni and Kain. Those six wings show that they are the all powerful, you will never see another six wing ever. 5 wings are the lesser gods. The children of the Titan gods, or children of other 5 wings, the bigger the wings the more status the gods have. Take for example your uncle Pa'agrio, he is a 5 wing and his wings when he summons them are massive, his only son who is also a 5 wing his wings are much smaller showing he is less powerful and so is not strong enough to hold an element to control. His son while a 5 wing holds no title like his father and will never create a race.
4 wings are the arch angels, like Severus. These are the guardians of heaven and the officers of the army. Arch angels are considered children of the titan gods but they are more creations then children. A 3 wing is very, very rare. These are children created by the mating of a 5 winged and a mortal."
Instantly Draco's silver eyes shifted to Harry. Harry blinked and looked to Draco shocked before looking to his uncle.
Blood nodded and motioned towards his brother. "You were the first to be born with 3 wings out of all your siblings. We were told that was because you were the first child to be created when he became a full god himself and not simply a mortal with god's powers. Your brothers and sisters since your fathers powers came in himself have started to grow their wings, but you were the first to be born with them. Adiana about killed your father for "creating you" with 3 wings that she had to push out."
Blood chuckled at the memory, having been standing outside his brothers door when Adiana chased him out of the room during the delivery of Harry by throwing whatever she could get her hands on at him. His own wife had just gone into labor at the time and he had come up to tell his brother. He would never forget the sight of his twin rushing from the room random assortment of pillows, sex toys and even his teddy bear flying at him through the open door way.
Harry started to twist around where he sat pulling his shirt back trying to see the wings. "Don't bother.. They aren't there."
Releasing his shirt Harry untwisted himself from the pretzel made himself into. "but you said,"
"Your wings were sealed away within minutes of your birth. Even from inside the womb you had show great magical power. You froze your mother completely when she was stressed one day."
Harry's jaw landed somewhere in China hearing this. "Because of that Kain had your wings sealed as much of our power is attached to one wing."
"If their power is stored in one wing, wouldn't it be easy to disable a god by cutting it off?" always the battle strategist Draco was looking at flaws in even the most perfect of creatures.
"You could, if the wing was ever revealed during battle." Blood smirked absently brushing his brother's hair back again. "in a true fight where a god is simply not playing with their "opponent" that wing will never be revealed. We all can call our wings forth and recall them into our bodies at a seconds notice."
Turning his brother onto his side he pulled his shirt up revealing on his back 5 black feather wing tattoos. Two on each side, one on each shoulder blade the other slightly lower on the back, and one folded neatly down the center of his back.
"This is the way to tell a god or an arch angel, when we recall our wings they appear as tattoo's on our backs. It can never be hidden no matter how much magic we have placed on us to disguise us." Laying Zera's shirt back in its proper spot Blood sat back.
I just father starts looking soon..
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Wrapping his cloak around him tighter Harry gently laid his father down on the make shift pillow they had made out of his school uniform and moved out the door to look around.
There was a very dark feeling in his heart that he could not shake, and he didn't think it was because of their current situation.
"Dad said that there was a demon here."
Bloods head bobbed slightly before looking up his crimson eyes almost a dull pink as his power was being zapped.
"There is, but we cannot tell who. It's not one of our strongest brothers, but strong enough to erect that barrier we felt walking here."
He didn't like this; he didn't like this one bit.
Moving back into the house he came to kneel down in front of his uncle. "Don't you guys have like some form of 'come save me!' that you can send out.. a magical SOS?"
Frowning slightly Blood looked over to his brother. "We do, but only the gods can do it. And each one is different but it would really put a strain on what little power Zera had left."
/though we may have no other choice./
Mulling this over Blood looked around at the people around him. Normally he would not give two shits if the people here died, he would actually get pleasure watching them suffer. This time though he had his brother, and his nephew and friend and those were three people he could not let die.
"Next time he is lucid we need to tell him."
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Thankfully for them it was only two hours later that dull lilac eyes fluttered opened with sharpness to them.
Seeing this Harry moved over to Blood and gently shook him awake. "Blood, dad's awake and lucid." Normally Harry would never dream of touching Blood when he was asleep, knowing he had the same reactions that Zera did.
Both were so drained though that neither had the will power to lash out like that. No they had to preserve what they could.
Stirring Blood slowly moved over to his brother and kneeled down beside his head.
Folding down two fingers Blood held them up in front of Zera's eyes. "How many fingers am I holding up?"
Those lilac eyes narrowed into a glare. "Enough that I'm going to break them off if you don't get them out of my line of sight."
"He's lucid." When his brother was being nasty or a smart ass he was fine.
"Zerachiel, no one has come and we're losing day light on the third day. There isn't enough food left to last out another day and we're out of water."
Sighing softly Zera closed his eyes. "I understand, help me up."
Reaching under him Blood hoisted him up and draped an arm around his shoulder. A B-grade warrior moved over to help support the god from the other side.
Blood made no acknowledgement of his help, that was not his place and frankly it would have freaked the warrior out.
A thought popped into his sadistic little head, though quickly squished it. This was not the time to go all psycho and give the human a heart attack. That would be later..
Moving a little ways from the house the tri stopped.
There were still no signs of the gods anywhere; they had reached their last option.
Making sure his brother had his feet under him, Blood motioned for the human to release him and move back.
Zera wobbled dangerously but long years of training his body came in handy as he stiffened up locking his knee's and back to keep from toppling over. One thing nice about being a god, no beating heart which meant no circulation to cut off.
Taking in deep breaths, Zera's eyes fell closed his hands out to his side slightly palms facing down. A black glow started to form around them and with them the sands began to shift, blacking as if burn twisting and shaping into a symbol in the ground.
Harry and Draco both stood at the door their eyes wide as they could feel the darkness from the earth bellow their feet being drawn back up and into the god. This was the one power he had fully mastered as it was the first that all gods mastered.
Sweat started to break out on his brow, it was taking everything in him to draw the powers out and bend to his will. Gritting his teeth his eyes started to turn black demanding the power bellow his feet to obey its god.
Harry watched in shocked awe as 4 massive blacks wings ripped through his father's thin shirt. The wings were just as massive as he remembered them in Dion. Now though they were glowing with a strange blue and purple fire. The feathers spread out wide making them appear ten times bigger.
Black started to seep into Zera's hair almost like someone had smashed a bottle of ink on the top of his head.
Seeing their shadows lengthen and the world growing dark around them, both boys exchange a glance before looking up.
A massive black object was moving across the sun blocking out its warming rays from the world bellow. /he's causing a solar eclipse!/
Quickly both boys pulled their eyes away knowing quiet well from astronomy class the dangers of staring at a eclipse.
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Glowing green eyes were watching as the moon moved across the sun blocking out part of its rays. A dark evil grin split dark ashen gray lips.
/so little brother you have decided to reveal yourself./
Not removing himself from the window the figure continued to watch the God of darkness from his tower room.
A dark red creature stepped up behind the figure and bowed low. /Release them, I believe they have being in 'time out' long enough/
Without uttering a word the creature bowed once more and vanished from the room.
/Welcome to the family my dear baby brothers/
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In the kingdom of heaven a shadow started to fall over the magnificent castle that stood among the large clouds, turning their luminescent white and pink hues to dark and dirty rust and gray.
Sayha frowned his 5 feathered wings reflecting the color of the clouds outside the window he was standing by.
"Eni, did you plan for an eclipse today?" Turning from the window he looked to the High goddess and his wife.
Eni was leaning back in a chair, several servant angels working on her hair, face and nails.
A small frown caused her beautiful lips to turn down slightly. "No, I didn't." she frowned and motioned for the angels to move away and sat up pulling the towel from her eyes. "What is that unruly little hellion doing now?"
Sayha couldn't help but chuckle, she may call Zerachiel a hellion but she loved that little boy.
"I don't know, normally a calling of an eclipse is on accident with his powers running wild. I don't feel his powers spiking though."
/or is the high one hiding them still../
Sayha had barely turned from the window when he felt like he had stabbed through the heart with a hot sword.
The kingdom of heaven pulsed with dark power, it's sharpness piercing the hearts of every occupant of heaven.
Staggering Sayha clutched his chest trying to regain his balance. Taking a deep breath unconsciously he took one look at his wife before both bolted from the room.
That has been a god's last ditched cry for help!
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Blood rushed forward his arm pulling back the string of his bow. His heart was pounding in his ears so loud he could hear nothing but it.
This, this attack had come out of nowhere!
Three massive creatures had come out of the very sand itself, their huge human like frames standing well over 20 feet tall. Skin the color of molted bruises with no eyes, just burned strips of skin covered the holes where their eyes should have been.
Putting as much strength into his draw as he could, Blood released the bow and leapt back narrowly avoiding the strike of one of the three beasts.
Landing some feet away he cursed loudly seeing his arrow simply bounce off the skin as if it were a toy arrow.
Dodging another attack Blood looked around franticly for his twin, Zera was in real danger right now being almost completely powerless.
Pulling another arrow out he shot the beasts in front of him in rapid succession.
His arrows which were laced with demonic energy and S grade soul shot merely bounced off this creature as well as if they were a childs rubber toy.
Hitting the ground he collapsed to his knees, his vision swimming around him. Shaking his head desperately he launched backwards away from a strike that almost took his head off.
Panting hard he took a quick glance to the house. Thankfully those inside were smart enough to stay away and stay quiet allowing Blood to draw the attention of the beasts away and keep them occupied. If the beasts found them there would be no survivors, not if they were giving him such a hard time.
One of them turned and roared loudly it's narrow mouth opening wide to reveal rows and rows of jagged teeth.
/what the hell are these things?/ never in his long life had Blood ever seen creatures like this. And for his blows to just bounce off.
His sluggish mind suddenly start working in over drive as realization hit him, causing for the first time true and utter panic to fill his chest.
This was the island the giants made their last stand on against the enraged Einshead. Her very own personal creations, the perfect creatures that ruled over all other species until the day they dared to compare themselves to the gods and tried to become them.
This island was saturated in the evil and power of the hammer of destruction, the weapon Eni used to destroy the giants until Kain got her to stop.
These..
Unbridled horror and panic pushed him into motion, for the first time ever in his life Blood ran for his very life.
These were giants!
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Muwahahah! I should really leave it here! But… you have all been so good with me being absent I'm not.
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Blood only got a few steps before he felt something slam into his back. The force of the attack sent him flying off his feet and into the side of a nearby hill.
He heard more than felt the bones snapping in his body.
Hitting the ground pain raced through every nerve endings in his body, even ones he didn't know he had before now.
Closing his eyes he prayed for sweet blackness to take him.
"BLOOD!"
Blood's eyes shot open, the scream of his name penetrating the fog that was building around his brain.
Gasping in pain Blood rolled onto his side, his dull pink eyes widening in horror. One of the giants had found the hiding place of the survivors.
Those that were warriors were standing in front of the women and children their weapons drawn. Harry and Draco both stood at the front wand and in Harry's case dagger held out in front of them.
Blood tried to open his mouth to tell them to run, but all that greeted him was a pitiful squeak and pain. He had no doubt that his jaw was shattered, screwing his eyes shut he pulled his arms under him.
His body screamed in pain bright spots danced in front of his eyes, his stomach felt like it was now somewhere up in his throat. Taking deep breaths he pushed through it and managed to push himself onto his feet.
Breathing it's self was pure agony. His vision swam in front of him and threatened to send him to his knees once more. Grabbing onto the rock face he did a quick survey or the situation, one of the giants were staring down the kids, obviously these pathetic humans and kids weren't a threat to them. Possibly the only reason they were not all dead at this moment in time. The other two were standing around a prone figure a little distance off.
Even with his foggy vision Blood could make out the crimson hair drenched in silver.
They had taken out the biggest threat first.
As if sensing the next biggest threat was still alive the giant that was facing off with the kids turned it's eyeless face towards him.
"Don't you dare take one more step towards my child."
Blood froze his grip on the wall tightening, that voice.. he had only ever heard that voice once. Fear and horror flooded him worse than it had when he realized he was facing off against Giants.
The voice that had spoken no longer held any of the humor or love that it always possessed. This voice was dark, demonic and sounded like hundreds were speaking all at once.
Sliding down the wall to his knees, Blood's body started to shake as his worst fear was revealed to be true.
The giants feeling and even bigger threat then the unconscious god at their feet and the demon against the wall moved back towards the protection of the barrier their sightless faces never once leaving the figure floating several feet above the sand.
6 wings of pure molten fire beat softly in the air, liquid fire dripping from them onto the ground. The sand where the liquid hit hissed and simply vanished as if it had never existed. Brilliant rolling molten golden eyes stared out from a black face. The face while human was cracked like it was badly burned, but in the cracks was not raw skin but molten lava flowing just like it did under a volcano. The figure wore no clothes but every expanse of skin was blackened and cracked. Fire was in place of hair on the figures head and seemed to become the wings on its back.
Harry felt sure panic rise up in his, every instinct in his body telling him this was a very dangerous creature that had appeared suddenly. Even more dangerous than the three creatures that had attacked his father and uncle.
Stepping back he chanced a glance at Draco and saw the boy was as white as his hair. That's when he felt it.. pure unbridled power. Whipping his head around Harry watched in horror as a large hammer appeared in the creatures hands.
The hammer was large and glowed with the same molten lava that flowed under the figures skin. From that hammer radiated power unlike any of them had ever felt, power of darkness and destruction.
Harry's heart seemed to still in his chest, 6 wings, a hammer.
*flashback*
Kain huffed a cookie in his mouth as he glared at his long crimson bangs. Pulling the cookie from his mouth he glared at his son who was smirking across from him. "This is payback for making you dress up and cloud on Halloween isn't it."
Zera smirked popping a cookie in his mouth. "I think it's fitting, Sephiroth the calamity of earth. Gran Kain the god of destruction who can destroy the earth with a flick of his wrist if he so desired. I see a resemblance."
Harry laughed knowing exactly who his father was talking about since he had watched Dudley on occasion play that very game.
Kain groaned pushing the annoying bangs from his face. "Fine.."
Standing up Kain left the room to go pester his wife for a while.
Curling up next to his mother Harry nuzzled into her arm happily. "Dad, can grandpa really do that?" he knew it was probably a stupid question being the fact he had been told his grandfather was a god but he was still new to this world.
Zera set his glass of rum down and set serious eyes on his son. "When he is fully transformed, he could destroy this universe if he so pleased."
Harry blinked with wide eyes at this. "But.." Zera sat back picking up his drink once again. In the short days he had been here he had learned his father was obsessed with that drink. "I have only seen him transform once. I do not remember what brought it on, it was a sight I will never forget. His skin turns black and cracks and the cracks run with pure power that look like molten lava from a volcano. If he can your grandfather will never transform."
"why?"
He felt his mother shutter under him, now he didn't know if he wanted to know the answer.
"Because he becomes nothing more than a mindless monster. He will kill even his own children; his touch alone would be enough to destroy you, body and soul"
*end flashback*
/RUN!/
Harry snapped from the memory his uncles' voice ringing in his mind and ears. Turning he was met with two golden eyes staring right into his own.
The giants were nowhere to be seen, no bodies nothing.
/Harry for all that is holy, you fucking idiot RUN!/
He couldn't, his legs felt like they were made of lead anchored down by heavy chains. Those eyes.. Those eyes felt like they were burning into his very soul.
He could not run, not even as a fully transformed God of destruction floated within feet of him. Cracked black lips curled into a smile that put every evil smile Blood even gave to complete shame. Slowly those eyes never once leaving Harry the figure that was Gran Kain, his own grandfather who had been the one to rescue him from Dumbledore and gave him back to his true family raised the great Hammer of destruction above his head.
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MUWAHHAA~! Yes I am ending it there! I am evil and mean and I have made you all wait so long for this just to leave it in a cliff hanger. Will the monster that is Gran Kain kill his own grandchild? Yes I made Final Fantasy seven references in this chapter, I have been on a FF7 kick lately and didn't help I was listening to one winged angel this whole chapter.
Review! Please please please! This story is over 6K words and my shoulder is killing me, it is the least you can do. I love reviews it keeps me going on this story.
Hopefully with college nearly over with for the semester I can concentrate on this story a little more. But don't hold your breath for once a week updates like I was doing. This chapter isn't going to have any live journal post since I have no pictures to match anything I said in this story.
There is one picture of a giant all bound in the game if you wish to see it
http :/ l2vault .ign .com/ screenshots /image. Php? Ss= 1126 (copy and paste that but remove the spaces)