Godric Hollow Oct 31, 1981

Two children no older than two years old sit in their crib laughing while their mother is making funny faces and playfully tickling their stomachs. When there was a crash heard outside. The mother quickly goes down stairs but she stops half way when she hears.

"Lily he's here take Harry and Victoria and run." the man said. The women Lily doesn't like this runs downs and grabs the man's arm and says.

"Oh no you don't James your coming with me and there is no room for arguments." She quickly pulls him up stairs grabbing a little gold plush ball with wings while also grabbing her daughter and taking James' hand while James grabs his son. When he got ahold of him Lily exclaimed.

"Prongs!" But when she said this James' hold on Harry came loose and he dropped Harry who fell into the crib. He tried to reach Harry as fast as possible and get ahold of him again. But it was too late Harry's family was gone with a whirl and a spin.

Not 30 seconds later the door to the room blew open revealing a hooded figure who emitted power in droves. This figure walks into the room and proceeds to cackle sadistically before looking at the little boy and saying.

"So your family left you did they. Well that is very unfortunate for you and good for me seeing as that less filth I have to clean of my robes after this. And to think that you a toddler was the only threat to me andy power. Well now the whole world will know that the only threat to Lord Voldemort is dead." He lifts his wand and opens his mouth but as he goes to speak he noticed little Harry glaring at him. Voldemort raised an eyebrow at this. This how was this little boy so fearless in his presence. Voldemort asked himself. How was this toddler not afraid of him. HIM! The most feared dark lord of the last 500 years. He who had killed off while families on a whim. And the more he thought about this. The more enraged he became.

"Oh so you have some bravery in you even at this young an age I see? Not to worry. That won't be to much a problem to much longer. Avada Kedavra!" As this happened a green light leaves the stick and rushes towards the defiant toddler. Before it can reach him a brilliant golden shield appears and intercepts the green light. When the green and the gold finally connect the emerald ray bounces back, hitting the hooded figure directly in his center mass. What happens next can only be described as a strange yet interesting sequence of events. When the emerald bolt of power hit Voldemort's body it fell and hit the floor of the nursery and seems to flash golden for a second, but not seconds later the body turns to ash and starts to be blown away by an invisible wind. From the ashes rises a transparent figure seemingly made out of smoke. With a terrible shrieking howl this figures attempts to make it's escape. But as this being is about to make it's escape from the toddlers vicinity another being just appears in a swirl of shadows.

"Thomas Marvolo Riddle. You have made a grave mistake by trying to evade me. You also appear to be a fool as well by splitting your soul you have damned yourself to eternal flame and punishment in the after life. In a normal situation like this I would have to wait for all of your soul anchors to be destroyed before I could reap your soul but you seem to be in a habit of making fool hardy mistakes. Just to produce a little more fear that you hoped would give you more power you attacked on this day October 31st. However, as it is all hallows eve when the underworld and the overworld are closest together your soul anchors are void. Which means that after 40 years of evasion. YOU! ARE! MINE!" With that he waves his hand and Voldemort, the most feared dark lord in the last 500 years was gone. When he is done he nods to himself as if appreciating his own work. He then turns to young Harry and sighs.

"I'm sorry lad but you will have a very tough road ahead of you. You will see the horror's of man but also it's beauty. You will have great victories, but also colossal defeats. However in the end you will come out on top and will be happy." With another wave of his hand both he and the child were gone.

Republic of Rome, 209 B.C

In the Senate of the Roman Republic, 900 Senators were conversing about different laws and when they should be enacted, as well as where to spread out there influence next. As this occurred a bright flash of brilliant golden light struck the center of the Senate floor blinding most of the Senators for a few seconds. When the light cleared they saw a women with a young boy asleep in her arms. The Senate went to chaos, their was yelling and screaming. Finally the Senate leader, Consul Marius Peverell, had quite enough and screamed at the top of his lungs.

"Silence! All of you sit down and act like the respectable minds your precincts elected you as!" At this all of the senators as one in an instant obeyed. Why simple the man who spoke was the most politically connected person out of all of them. He was also a former General in their legions so when he spoke most tended to listen. Seeing that his fellow senators had calmed down he spoke to the source of the outcry.

"Now Fair Lady please identify yourself so as to properly conversation with without disrespect." When Consul Peverell finished the woman appeared to be pleased.

"I am Juno, Queen of the Gods, one of the patrons of Rome." When she said that each and every one of them bowed down on their knees.

"This baby that I am holding right now is the future of Rome. He will lead you too great victories and raise you from terrible defeats. His name is Hadrian Potter. Train him from the age of 3 to be the world's greatest warrior make him strong enough so that even the Spartans wouldn't have messed with him and the republic expand and prosper beyond all recognition. I will be watching you." She puts Hadrian down in the Consul Peverell's arms and as suddenly as she came she disappears.

Consul Peverell, who was the only cool headed person in the room stood up with the baby in his hand looked around to all of the Senators and announces that he was going home and he would raise Hadrian to be what Queen Juno wanted him to be. And no one argued, as he was the only one with the qualifications to do so.

And so the senate convened for the next two year. Promising to bring up the godly visit in the following meeting.

16 Years later.

It is a breezy morning in the northern part of the Roman Republic. On a hill near one of Rome's most vibrant and populated cities is a young man with the armor of a roman legionnaire, a red cloak adorning his shoulders, a silver and gold scabbard covered gladius, a red and gold painted shield, and last but not least a silver and gold helmet with a red sideways crossing plume. But out of all this the most intimidating feature of this man was his eyes. They were a vibrant emerald glowing green that made the world around them seem to stop. Under his helmet was a clean shaven head. This man had just been commissioned as a Centurion in the Roman republics grand army.

This man is Hadrian Potter and he is here to become Rome's greatest general. And he just may be the biggest and baddest mother fucker to ever live as well considering he is 6ft 6in and 230 lbs of pure muscle. He had scars all over his torso, arms, legs, & face due to his training in his youth. That being said he didn't look like a monster he looked attractive with a dangerous edge to him. He had a very disturbing vernacular for someone who was trained as a warrior, even though he was trained as a killer he took it upon himself to educate himself in the means of politics, history, warfare tactics, the different languages of the Republic, and how to repair his equipment on the go without needing a craftsman in the regiment.

With a confident swagger Hadrian went down the hill to the 4th legion in order to make his introduction the legion. When he got there the legionnaires were giving him weird looks when he walked by. Once he got to the command tent he went to the nearest Primi Ordines Centurion and reported in.

"Sir Centurion Hadrian Potter reporting in as ordered by the Roman council of command." When he said this all talking stopped, seeing this as the opportunity to prove his claim he handed the Legatus a parchment with the seal of the Roman Senate as well as the council of command. The officer took the scroll and read it nodding. With he responded.

"Very well Centurion Potter please join Centurion Black over there he is new to command as well." With orders having been given Hadrian walked over to Centurion Black and stuck out his hand in greeting to which Black responded by clasping his fellow officers forearm. And introducing himself as Marcus Orion Black.

After the meeting was said and done Hadrian and Orion as he liked to be called started chatting and joking. With that the topic of family came and Orion was shocked to learn who his father was.

"Nuh uh. There is no way your father is Marius the Iron wall!"

"It's true if you don't believe me go ask him he's over there." When Orion looks he sees his father and Marius talking. And with that he believed him still shocked.

10 years later

"Hadrian quit being an ass. Just because I looked stupid with that expression doesn't mean you need to tell that story to every new batch of legionnaires. Damn jerk." Hadrian just chuckled and stood patting Orion on the back.

"Don't worry old friend you have definitely come a long way during the ten years we have been in the legion together. Then again maybe not because I made Legatus in five years when it took you ten. I made Legatus Legionis in ten years it took you fifteen."

"And the fact that I was in five winters longer than you doesn't count?"

"No technically I've been in since my 3rd winter so I have tenure so technically you made it faster than me... Shit!" Orion just chuckled and sat down. At this Hadrian glared but all the same laughed as well.

"Hey Malfoy come here!" At this a blond haired fellow with a stalky build and clearly battle worn armor walked up and said.

"What can I do for you Hadrian?"

"How long did it take to make Centurion for you?"

"About 6 and a half winter's." Was Malfoys response.

"Fucking shit man you guys suck!" Hadrian exclaimed as the others chuckled at Hadrian's antics. With a questioning look Malfoy turns and asks.

"What's wrong with him?"

"He's just angry that every one here made there rank in a shorter amount of time than him." Orion responded.

"Oh." With that Malfoy joins the group around the fire pit.

12 years later

The 4th and 5th legions led by the most feared Legatus Legios in the Roman Army, Hadrian & Orion were being sent to the land of the Gauls to conquer the area. So far they have been doing well because even though Hadrian and Orion were some of the oldest warriors in their respective legions, having lived through 40 winter's so far, they are also the fiercest and strongest. They always are seen on the battlefield with their men fighting in the same conditions fighting to show their men they are not alone. Over the next few months the two brothers in all but blood would forge a path of destruction and protect their claims with amazing combat skill.

After a particularly vicious battle the 4th and 5th had decided to take a rest for about a week setting up the best fortifications that they could. And considering they had a little over 9,600 men they were pretty close to a permanent encampment. At one of the camp fires near the officers quarters Hadrian, Orion as well as five or six other Centurions who had been around as long as them were trading war stories and generally enjoying the their time at rest for the first time in three moon cycles. But as they were talking Hadrian started to glow and be covered in a golden light which started to pulsate and get quicker and just as he was about to be engulfed Orion as well as three Centurions tackled him, thinking that he was being targeted by an enemy sorcerer, the glow then engulfed them all and like the wind they disappeared.

Edited 08/23/2021

What's up everyone that's right I'm not dead just had a huge amount of writers block and I think I found a way to get out of it now.

Stay happy, healthy and safe in these trying times.

-Marious Pluton