Chapter 1: Introducing Librarians or Arthurs secret

AN and Disclaimer: new story crossing the Librarian TV series from ABC/TNT and Harry Potter (or rather I'm using J.K's character and some of her plots) this is based in the Librarian universe. I've got a few chapters written up but it's going to take a while to get far on this a the Scripts online are rather inaccurate which means re-watching every episode as I go, for the details.

Also for those that read/followed and favourited Old scars, new home I have removed it to do some series correction and to finish. I don't know how long it will take as I lost motivation a long time ago. It might never return. Who is she? is also under revision but does not need as much work.

This story has a low rating for the moment as nothing particularly bad happens and the only WARNING is some paragraphs may contain violence, not much and not very detailed.

Chapter 1: Introducing Librarians or Arthurs Secret

I was used to the comings and goings from the lab, so much so that I was actually oblivious to it most of the time. I focused on my work and nothing else. But lately unknown individuals had started infiltrating the lab in an attempt to harm (or kill) me. This had forced me to become more aware of my surroundings and when a stranger entered the lab, as opposed to the normal lab rats that came and went. Because, sooner or later, someone would come along that I wasn't able to disable or otherwise stop.

It was because of this awareness of the people coming and going from the lab that I noticed the strangers immediately. There were two of them, a man and a woman. The man had mousy brown hair, was relatively tall and was dressed like a stereotypical professor although his body language and the suppressed energy indicated all the traits of a mad genius.

The woman stood straight, shoulders back and was displaying the situational awareness of a soldier. She was about the same height as the man, perhaps a little bit taller, had blonde hair which was pulled back into a tight bun so as to keep it out of her way, and it also gave her a serious air. One of command. This was clearly a soldier who was used to being obeyed – perhaps a captain or colonel.

Since they were on the other side of the sealed lab doors and were making no threatening moves, I took the time I needed to secure my equipment and turn everything off. If this did turn into a fight, the last thing I needed was for someone to fall into something and ruin hours' worth of work. Or, if this didn't turn into a fight, and I was required to leave the lab for an extended period of time, I didn't want some bumbling idiot or lab assistant messing up my work or destroying my equipment.

Once everything was secured, I stepped out of the lap and into the secure area where all the safety equipment was placed. The left-hand side was for used coats, and for the binning of gloves, while the right-hand side was for new/cleaned lap coats and brand new gloves. Their full-body suits were also in a locker on that side of the secured area. At the end of every day, a team would come in and dispose of the medical gloves, and take the coats to be cleaned along with the goggles.

"Harrison Black?" The man asked, leaning casually against the door frame.

"That depends on who's asking?" I countered moving out of the secured area and into the main workroom which was where most of the paperwork was filled in. it also connected to the other laboratories on this floor. Along the far wall was a storage place for coats and bags, which was where I headed in order to pick up my coat.

"The Librarian," The man answered and I felt the slight wave of magic that accompanied the title. Whoever managed to be accepted by The Library needed to go places without having to deal with questions from authority figures, and so the title came with some power that encouraged people to come up with their own explanation as to why a librarian would be there. It didn't always work, normally because The Librarian hadn't been fully accepted by the Library or the situation they were dealing with placed them in direct contact with the bad or the evil.

My muscles tensed at that. I thought turning the last Letter down would be the end of it. It had been ten years since that letter had come through my door, so why would the Librarian suddenly be looking for me now. I hadn't done anything to attract the attention of the Library and I would know if there was any unusual magical artefacts at work in my local environment. The only thing new in my life were the attacks. So did that have something to do with it? It was highly unlikely that the men with serpent tattoos were connected with the library, which meant they were enemies of the library. But that didn't answer the question of why I was targeted.

"You here about the people who want me dead?" I asked, raising an eyebrow at the librarian in a challenging manner.

"I should have guessed that you would already know." The Librarian admitted, while the women – his guardian – responded at the same time with a question.

"Wait, you know about the threat to your life?"

"You going to come with us, back to the Library?" the Librarian asked.

"That depends," I pulled my coat on. "How much am I going to be told?" I challenged him. My path had crossed with the Librarians on many occasions over the centuries but I normally stayed on the sidelines. I never really wanted to get pulled into that world fully. our interactions had decreased considerably since the world wars. There wasn't anything left of my people to interfere with the Library so I stayed out of it. The Librarians appreciated my distance as they didn't particularly trust me or want me involved anyway.

The Librarian smiled and bounced forward happily. "Oh, not told," he paused for what appeared to be dramatic effect. "No, I'll show you."

I rolled my eyes but followed the duo from the lab. Why was it that every time I interact with a Librarian they came across as being slightly deranged, and overly energetic? Maybe it was one of the required traits to succeed in the position.

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So that's my opening. I always appreciate feedback especially early on in a story to see where people would like them to go.

update edit 15/03/2020