(Author's Notes, Beginning:)

As promised, Cole's backstory altered just a bit for the sake of this fan fiction. Please read until the end.

The last two months for Cole MacGrath had been unusual to say the least. First he was close to the epicenter of an explosion and survived, not just the blast, but the radioactive fallout that followed shortly after. As he made his way out of the blast crater, electricity arced all around him and he was sent into a coma from his injuries. He awoke a month later and found the city in lockdown, his best friend and girlfriend sitting by him as he opened his eyes and electricity once more arced from his body and shorted out the medical equipment around him. Added to the fact that sea green lines like a circuit board appeared on his eyes and things started getting more unusual.

He now was able to generate, absorb and conduct electricity without harming himself. He could sense when something running on electricity was nearby and could effectively drain it to recharge himself and help heal any injuries he recently suffered with rapid results. With the city on lockdown, gangs had started preying on the desperate and needy. Regular supply drops had been made to deliver supplies to the island city and over half had been claimed by the Reapers, a small time gang that had grown in power after being lucky enough to be near some of the first drop sites and using the supplies as recruitment. It didn't take long for the Reapers to encounter Cole, his friend, Zeke, and his girlfriend, Trish, as they tried to secure a supply drop.

Using his newfound powers, Cole fought off the gang and managed to distribute the supplies to the starving people of Empire City. Not long after, footage of the bomb had been leaked to the public, showing Cole was the one who and set the device down and apparently activated it. With this information in the masses minds, Cole was instantly turned into Public Enemy #1. As he tried escaping the city with a group of likeminded people and protected them from soldiers who opened fire on the civilians, Cole was contacted by someone who had been observing him since he emerged from the blast crater and claimed to know who really detonated the bomb.

When they asked him to work with them, he told them to give him some time to think it over and heard a commotion. Investigating, he found a group of Reapers messing with some innocent people, one of them using electricity like he could but on a less powerful scale. After dealing with the Reapers, he found himself lifted into the air by a giant bird with lightning like him. After almost dropping him into the ocean surrounding the city, the bird flew into the clouds. Frustrated, and looking for answers, Cole decided to work with the man who was investigating him, an NSA agent named John White.

White told Cole the Reapers were working for the man who detonated the bomb. A leader of a cult that was trying to push human evolution named the First Sons. His name was Kessler, someone who could uses abilities similar to Cole's. Cole went to confront the leader of the Reapers, a woman named Sasha Ross who was a high ranking member of the First Sons and lover of Kessler. After fighting and weakening her, the First Sons infiltrated the Reaper hideout and extracted her after distracting Cole. As he gave chase after them, he once more was targeted by the giant bird and carried away from their vehicles. To make things worse, Cole's literal witch of a younger sister, Cindy, decided now was the perfect time to call and catch up.

Zeke called Cindy back and put it on speaker phone. "Uh… Cindy? I know I hung up before, but…"

"Ezekiel," said Cindy on the other end. "If you ever hang up on me again…"

"You're on speaker, Sis," said Cole. "And we're around other people, so keep your threats and shouting to a minimum." He grinned as he heard her stop whatever she was about to say. "Can we make this quick? I was just flung into a billboard by a giant bird."

"A giant bird?"

"Yeah. I think it was some kind of mutant caused by either genetic experiments or the radiation from the dirty bomb, because it was shooting lightning everywhere."

"Cole. It wasn't a mutant, it was…"

"It was what? Come on, Sis. You never go quiet like that unless…" Cole looked at the phone before turning to Zeke. "Zeke, hang up and give me my sister's number. This is a private matter."

"What's going on, Cole?"

"My sister's secret life," said Cole after Zeke hung up. He dialed Cindy's number and walked away from his best friend. "Are you telling me this thing is a magical thing?"

"Yes. It's known as a Thunderbird."

"Thunderbird. That makes sense. So, wanna tell me why a giant magical bird is flying around Empire City?"

"How should I know? They're usually attracted to areas with concentrations of electricity. And I mean lightning storm levels."

"Well that explains it then."

"What are you talking about?"

"Whatever that blast did, it gave me some strange powers. I'm a walking battery now, Sis."

"Come again," said a voice on the other side.

"Who was that?"

"My boss," said Cindy. "She's listening in without permission. What do you mean you're a walking battery?"

"I mean, I was close to the epicenter of the explosion. I was banged up but somehow still alive. Shortly after I got knocked into a coma. When I came to, I was shorting out medical equipment, shooting lightning bolts and absorbing enough electricity to power half of New York."

"How?"

"Hell if I know. But the weirdest thing are these weird lines in my eyes."

"Lines?"

"Yeah. These sea green lines just showed up in my eyes as I woke up. They were like a…"

"Like a circuit board?"

"…Yeah… How the hell did you…"

"Harry, don't!" Cole jumped back when he felt something coming from the phone. Cole and Zeke watched as a spark of electricity shot from the phone and a young boy appeared right in front of them.

"It worked!" The boy cheered.

"Cole, put me on speaker," said Cindy, angry. 'Uh oh. Whoever this kid is, he got her mad." Cole set the phone to speaker and held it out to the boy.

"Harry!"

"I'm fine," he called back with a smile.

"You are in big trouble! What possessed you to do that?!"

"You said he had eyes like mine. I had to see for myself."

"Harry," said the voice Cole heard before. "I know you've been acting like this before because of Vernon, not listening to others when they tell you to do something, but you need to trust us. What you did was reckless." Harry frowned.

"Sorry…" Cindy sighed.

"Are you always going to act like this? Because I don't want to have to keep grounding you for it."

"I won't. I promise."

"…Alright. Can you come back?"

"I don't think your phone could survive the second trip yet, and I'd rather save it for when we know we can keep in touch with your brother." Cindy stayed quiet before sighing.

"Fine. But the second Isabel manages to upgrade my phone, you're coming right back, young man. Understand?"

"Yes ma'am."

"Alright. Cole?"

"Uh… who's this kid and how did he do that?"

"His name is Harry Potter. He's my… I mean he's going to be my son. What he did just now is a trick with his unique magic. He can manipulate technology, understand code, and create things just by glancing at a set of blueprints, and can jump through anything on a connected electrical network, and apparently, that includes phone signals as well."

"That could come in handy."

"Cole, don't get any ideas."

"Hey, it's me you're talking to."

"That's why I'm saying don't get any ideas."

"You've got nothing to worry about. I'll keep him with Zeke when I go after the bastard that detonated the bomb and wiped out a quarter of Empire City."

"That's even worse than just you!"

"Hey," said Zeke. "I resent that! And, did I just hear the kid's magic? Like Hocus Pocus, Alakazam magic?"

"And that's your fault, Sis," said Cole. "Let me hang up before you spill some more beans."

"Cole, don't you dare…"

"Bye, Sis. I'll take care of your son for you." He hung up his phone and turned to the kid in front of him. "Alright, kid. Name's Cole, this is Zeke. Welcome to Empire City."

"Cole, what was that she said about magic?"

"That's a story for another day, Zeke. For now, let's find a place for Harry here to get something to eat, poor kid looks like he's skin and bones."

"You can blame my relatives for that," said Harry. "Bastard of an uncle was abusive, aunt was neglectful, I was lucky enough to get fed three times a week."

"Damn," said Zeke. "What kind of sick bastard does that to a kid?"

"One who blamed everyone but himself for everything wrong in his life. Got his own son killed, got himself fired from his job, blamed me and my aunt for everything that he did. Beat me senseless when I didn't do what he said. Only stayed his hand when I made something he could show off as long as he didn't break it and make me upset which would send me to my cupboard."

"Ok, my dad was a drunk bastard," said Zeke. "But even he wouldn't do what you just described. Your uncle sounds more like a monster than anything."

"Well, he acted like one. Can we go somewhere with good food?"

"Good tasting, or good for you," asked Zeke.

"I think he needs a combination of the two, Zeke. And your favorite haunts would end up with him looking like you in a month." Zeke patted his stomach as he nodded, making Harry chuckle. "Oh yeah, you said something about eyes like yours?"

"Yeah. Look." Harry focused on Cole's phone which was hooked to the strap of his backpack and made his eyes show the digital lines.

"That's freaky," said Zeke.

"Who modified your phone to be actively charged by external electricity?"

"Oh, that'd be Zeke."

"Yep. When Cole started doing his lightning trick, we needed a way to keep in touch in case he needed to recharge and there wasn't a source of power nearby. I was supposed to drive over and let him drain my truck's battery, course I figured out a better source than one that could leave me stranded in gang territory."

"Yeah, not my brightest idea," said Cole.

"Couldn't you absorb lightning from the sky?"

"That seems dangerous," said Zeke.

"But, handy if we find ourselves out in a lightning storm," said Cole as he led them to a restaurant. After getting their drinks and while waiting for their food, Cole turned to Harry. "So, kid, how long have you been able to do this stuff Cindy said you could do."

"The building for a couple of years, everything else, just today."

"Today? How the hell?"

"Well it's the first time I've been around so much technology. But here, it feels stunted, slightly."

"Yeah, that's because even though the communications are back up it's limited," said Zeke. Government set up towers all around the city to block out phone calls. Hell, if that weren't bad enough, Reapers have knocked out power to half of what's left of the city.

"I've managed to get up two districts so far and learned how to do some new tricks from it as well."

"What tricks?"

"Precision shots with my lightning and lightning bombs."

"Lightning bombs?"

"You should see it, little fella, Cole forms balls of lightning that he lobs at Reapers and they explode, knocking them out!"

"How? I didn't know this was possible"

"It was like the idea was beamed into my head."

"Sounds like when I look at a device and know how to recreate, modify, or improve it just by the blueprint that shows up in my head."

"So what about Cole," asked Zeke. "He just takes in electricity and dishes it out he can't build anything useful, it's why he keeps me around."

"Well that and it gets boring drinking alone when Trish is working," said Cole with a smirk.

"Maybe he can do other things with this magic."

"Can we not call it magic," said Zeke. "Superpower sounds more reasonable."

"Sorry, Zeke," said Harry. "It's magic. Magic is real and is how we are able to do this."

"But Cindy's the witch," said Cole. "I don't have an ounce of magic in my body, the teachers at her school, Ilvermorny, said so themselves."

"They were most likely looking for normal magic, not whatever ours is, it's new and never been seen before."

"How are you sure it's magic," asked Zeke.

"Have you ever heard of someone doing what me and Cole doing naturally?"

"Not really."

"Here's how I know it's magic. If you can't explain it naturally, recreate it, or observe it through a microscope, it's only explained with one word: magic."

"But everything can be explained," argued Zeke.

"Yes, with science or magic. How else would you describe certain things called miracles?"

"I'd say 'Acts of God', but I'm an atheist, so I guess magic wins. I just want to know how it works."

"So do I," said Cole. "How are you so intelligent, kid?"

"There was nothing better to do than build, modify, and read books from school or the public library, in my cupboard. How do you think?"

"Right, sorry."

"It's alright. If not for my size people would think I'm an average 7-year-old, half the time."

"Kid," said Zeke as their food arrived. "The average 7-year-old isn't smart or mature enough to talk the way you do. Hey, when we're done eating, why don't you show us what you can do? I wanna know just how much of a tech wiz you really are."

"Sure. It's nice to show off my skill."

"Truer words have never been spoken, kid," said Cole, biting into a burger. "Cindy would disagree with us, though. She thinks it's unnecessary."

"Do you two get along at all?"

"Sometimes. We used to be thick as thieves. Then I started dating her best friend, Trish and things started to grow… distant between us."

"I'm telling you, Cole," said Zeke. "I think she was in love with her."

"Then why didn't she ever say anything?"

"You know your sister, man. When it comes to matters of manners, rules, and behavior, she's the go to woman. When it comes to matters of the heart, she tends to keep hers hidden while you wear it on your sleeve. I don't think she could build up the courage to speak up about it and started hating you when you and Trish got together. That's just my theory, so don't quote me if you ever confront her about it." Harry was halfway done with his meal when something seemingly obvious snapped into mind.

"Cole?"

"Yeah?"

"When did you start showing the ability to use lightning?"

"Uh… I think the day of the bomb. I remember electricity from some broken powerlines arcing to me when I was injured and stumbling out of the blast crater."

"I remember that," said Zeke. "I just thought it was because of malfunctioning powerlines. Actually, now that I think about it, when you got to where me, Trish and the emergency services were, I think you absorbed electricity from the cars."

"Your magic was working in an irradiated area?"

"I don't know. I was concussed from the explosion, I wasn't really paying attention, I was trying to get help."

"Why does it matter," asked Zeke.

"On the plane ride from England to America, Isabel mentioned that radiation acts as sort of an anti-magic energy. Any magic exposed to enough radiation to make a normal human just extremely sick, like cancer treatment sick, the magic starts to deteriorate. If it's in a living being, they die instantly."

"Whoa. That's heavy. Wait, then how did Cole survive?"

"That's what I want to know."

"Maybe it has something to do with the magic," said Cole. "I mean. You said it's new magic, right? Maybe it's not affected by radiation like normal magic."

"If that's the case, we need to test it," said Harry.

"You're not testing anything. Cindy would kill us if we brought you to a place that's hotter than Chernobyl. Besides, we're not 100% sure it can do this. I'll just go it alone."

"Except that won't prove anything," said Zeke. Cole glared at his best friend who held his hands up in defense. "I'm just saying. You're the control group in an experiment, Cole. And Harry here is the test group of the experiment. If we want to know what exactly is going on with your 'magic' we need to test it thoroughly."

"You realize if Cindy finds out we did this, we're both dead men, right?"

"Actually, Zeke will only be maimed," said Harry. "Isabel was looking to hire him."

"What?"

"She said he was a genius when it came to inventing and mechanical engineering."

"Sounds about right. Cindy must've talked about our time in college when Zeke was inventing shit left and right just to try and impress some girls."

"Too bad they always ignored them though."

"You had a bad audience," said Harry. "You need the right people who would appreciate your work, like at Daniels' Technologies."

"I'm starting to think him coming here was an attempt to kill two birds with one stone," said Cole.

"Isabel might have whispered to me to jump here and speak with Zeke and you about coming over to the company."

"Speaking of jumping," said Cole. "You gotta teach me how to do that. That would be a nice trick to use against the Reapers, jump behind them and catch them by surprise with some lightning bombs. Knock out the first few then arc restraint the rest."

"Arc restraint?"

"Cole uses electricity to pin an enemy to the ground."

"How does that work?"

"I'd show you but that'd mean taking you into a firefight which Cindy would definitely rip me a new one for that."

"You act like she's scary. But she's very nice."

"She's nice when she's not pissed off," said Zeke. "But get her angry enough and she will mess you up. She's that scary."

"And that's without magic, she showed extreme restraint about it in college," said Cole.

"Does that mean you two got her angry often," asked Harry.

"Only once or twice. We only know how she is because of the number of guys who tried hitting on her that ended up with a little less manhood than when they started college."

"Guess I should learn to listen to her after this, then."

"That'd be the smart thing to do." When they finished their food and left the restaurant, Cole led them to an open area with few civilians. "Alright kid, show me how you did that 'Jumping' thing."

"There's gotta be a better name for that," said Zeke. "'Jumping' just sounds unimpressive."

"How you do it," said Harry, ignoring Zeke's comment. "Is you focus on a device. It's easier with cameras because you can sort of see where you'll end up. I was jumping blind through the phones, it was kind of disorienting until I followed where the call was."

"What happens when you do it," asked Cole.

"You sort of move through a tunnel. It'll be lined with the same patterns on our eyes and you can see travel through it as long as it is part of a connected network. Wired or wireless, if my trip here is any indication."

"So, what? I can travel through a powerline and end up inside a home?"

"If you're not aiming or jump out sooner than you need to." Cole pulsed his energy and found an electrical box nearby. He focused on it and found it led to the roof of a building.

"Alright. Here goes nothing." Cole focused on the electrical box and held out his hand like he was going to drain it. Instead, the same spark that Harry sees when he 'Jumps' connected to Cole's hand and he was pulled in. Zeke saw a streak of electricity shoot straight up to the roof and saw Cole launched into the air above the building.

"Would you look at that! Sent him flying!"

"Whoa!" shouted Cole as he fell towards the ground. He landed next to them and glared at the roof. "Ok, gotta remember it boosts me if I don't have anything in front of me."

"Didn't that hurt," asked Harry.

"Nah. Something about my powers is it sends electricity to my muscles, making them more durable. I can tank most strong hits and land from large falls without too much damage."

"I think that has something to do with how your magic works for you. Because I know my magic doesn't save me from physical damage. If it did, Vernon wouldn't have broken my arm with a beating a year ago."

"He broke your arm," asked Cole.

"Yeah, but it healed itself afterwards using my magic I think. It was reset after a day, though it might have set wrong."

"We'll check it out as soon as we get out of this city, kid. But maybe you shouldn't try what I just did until we know fully what you can do. While I was in that thing, it felt like I was pure energy, it also gave me a glimpse of what else I can do." Cole jumped again and when he was launched into the air, emitted static electricity from his hands slowing his descent. "Oh yeah! Now this is traveling with style!"

"Damn Cole! Does that mean you can fly," asked Zeke as Cole landed next to them.

"Nah, only gliding it looks like."

"Still pretty cool."

"There was also something else I managed to find out. Time seems to slow down when we're in things like that."

"Makes sense, I mean you said you were pure energy. I could see a flow of electricity flowing up the cables just before you were launched up, and time is relative to one's state of being. It took like a second for you to shoot up, must've been one hell of an experience."

"Until I get the hang of it, it's not something I'll be doing any time soon. But it might be could for planning strategies on Reaper groups. Also acts as a recharge."

"Wonder if I can do the same tricks as you," said Harry.

"Won't know till we try. Hold out your hand and aim it at my chest. When I shoot, it feels like a charge builds up in my hand before I release it into the air. Give it a try." Harry followed his instructions and tried to send a blast of lightning at Cole. Harry frowned when nothing happened. "Hmm. Maybe it's for the same reason why I can't build anything worth a damn. Our magic must manifest in different ways but can still behave similarly in certain ways, like the jumping."

"Cole seems to be more of an energy user while you seem more mechanical, but can still operate within a similar environment," said Zeke. A scream alerted them to something happening nearby.

"Oh, great. What now?" Cole ran off as Zeke held Harry back, so he didn't follow. When Cole arrived to where people were running from, he stopped short. In front of him weren't Reapers but the same men who took Sasha Ross after their fight. Cole watched as one of them held out his hand and some electrical equipment shot from a nearby tech store before coming apart, certain pieces coming together and forming a makeshift heavy armor around them. "What the hell?" Cole launched a shock bomb at them and saw the armored man tank the blast before turning to him, raising a gun towards him. "Crap." Cole spotted some cameras lining the building and jumped into one as he avoided the gunfire. Time slowed for Cole as he saw through the other cameras and spotted one behind these new enemies. Jumping out behind them, Cole charged up a strong bolt and fired at the armored man, knocking a few pieces off.

Cole answered a call on his phone as a firefight ensued. "Cole," asked Zeke. "What the hell is going on?"

"Those First Son bastards are here! One of them is like me and Harry! He just controlled some equipment from a tech store and formed it into this makeshift armor! Tell the cops to stay away!"

"No can do brother. They're already on their way. Besides, you could use the backup."

"Dammit, Zeke, he tanked one of my shock bombs like it was nothing!"

"Well use something stronger then!"

"Oh, yeah. Cause I've got a more powerful move than that!" He heard the phone shift before Harry spoke up.

"Cole, you know how you hovered earlier?"

"Yeah, what about it? I'm not about to make myself a bigger target, kid!"

"I wasn't going to suggest that! There's pipes under the streets for the sewer system, right? What if you generate a large enough magnetic pull to increase the speed of your descent, building energy around you?"

"Cole," said Zeke. "Thunder Drop them! Get up high!"

"Got it!" Cole pulsed and found an electrical circuit leading to the roof of a large nearby building and saw Zeke and Harry watching from another building across the street as he was launched into the air. Cole listened to Harry's advice and pulled himself to the ground with a strong magnetic pull, gathering electrons as he fell, making lightning spark around him more and more as he fell onto the group of First Sons, right in front of the armored terrorist.

The blast shocked all of the First Sons and knocked the armored man off his feet, shattering the makeshift armor into pieces of shorted out tech. Cole put the First Sons in Arc Restraints as the police arrived, aiming their guns at him and the downed terrorists. Cole walked over to the armored man who was trying to reach for his side arm only to have his arm restrained to the concrete. Cole could tell, even through the mask he was wearing, that the man was glaring at him. "You know, making armor out of metal against me is a really bad idea, case in point."

"Go to Hell, MacGrath!"

"Not yet. You're going to tell me where Kessler is. And why he framed me for the bomb."

"I'll die before I tell you anything!"

"Cole," shouted Harry as he ran over, an out of breath Zeke right behind him. "Try taking the information from him."

"What are you talking about?"

"Our brains run on bioelectricity. Neurons. It's data." Cole looked at the man on the ground and saw a look of fear in his eyes.

"So, what? I drain him?"

"Very carefully," said Zeke. "We don't want to kill him, we just need to know what he knows."

"Try just taking a small amount from his temples with your finger," suggested Harry. Cole knelt next to the man and did as Harry suggested. Instantly, a rush of information entered Cole's mind.

Kessler: "You now have abilities like my own, but at a lesser extent."

First Son: "What can I do?"

Kessler: "You can link your mind with machines and control them to a minor degree. Your range is about 10 meters. This will help you with your task."

First Son: "What do I need to do?"

Kessler: "Lure out Cole MacGrath and take him out. When you complete your mission, contact me on your phone."

First Son: "Yes, sir! May the Revelation Unite us!"

Cole looked at the man who was now unconscious and sighed. "Damn. Didn't get much out of him, just that he was supposed to contact Kessler after they took me out." Cole turned to Zeke as the police started rounding up the First Sons. "He's got a phone. Mind finding it for me?"

"Hey," said a police officer. "Don't touch anything! It's evidence!" Harry went over to the man as Cole and Zeke argued with the police officer and found the phone before examining it. "Kid, step away from the man!"

"Two seconds officer," said Harry. Thinking about what Cole said before, Harry activated his magic and saw the device's blueprints before looking at the tech store and finding a similar phone. Cole, Zeke, and the officer watched as he levitated the phone over and copied the data on it to the phone.

"Hope you're planning on paying for that, kid," said Cole.

"I'll leave a note to charge it to Isabel," muttered Harry as he finished copying the data, seeing the lines of code exchange between the two devices. He caught the second phone and lowered the first back into the man's pocket. "Problem solved." Harry frowned as the phone chimed indicating a text message. He opened the phone and saw the text said: "Answer on speaker." A second later, the phone rang, and Harry looked at Cole.

"Answer it, kid." Harry answered the call and put it on speaker.

"Harry James Potter, Cole MacGrath, Ezekiel Dunbar. A pleasure."

"Kessler, I presume," said Cole.

"Indeed I am. I must say, Cole. I am impressed with you. Electrogenesis used in ways I've never heard of before, and your evolved version seems to have taught you new tricks as well. And Harry Potter, your name alone is enough to draw attention, but to see you do more than I anticipated is a welcome surprise."

"What the hell do you want," asked Harry.

"Straight to the point. Good. I want the progression of the human race. The next stage in our evolution. We are progressing too slowly. I gave us the push we needed."

"You killed thousands," shouted Cole.

"To progress humanity and save billions. Humanity will praise my actions as a savior in the years to come."

"You're nothing but a murderer," said Harry.

"What I am is a man who wants humanity's evolution. Empire City is the first stage in my plans, and you will help me."

"Like hell," said Zeke.

"Oh you will, Mr. Dunbar. I suggest you keep that phone on hand, Mr. Potter, and modify it how you see fit. I will contact you again. And Cole, transfer what you've taken from my subordinate to young Harry. It will help him in the long run." The line cut and Harry closed the phone turning to Cole.

"How the hell does he know us?"

"I don't know. But we need to get out of here. That much electricity is bound to bring Sparky back."

"You mean that giant bird we've been getting reports about," asked the officer.

"Yeah."

"It was spotted heading North. Right towards a thunderstorm in the next city." Harry looked at the officer.

"You're not going to try and arrest us?"

"Far as I can tell, Mr. MacGrath here was acting in defense of others. I've already told the other officers to let you go."

"Thanks officer…" started Cole.

"Rowe. Reggie Rowe." He shook Cole's hand and looked at them. "Who was that man?"

"His name is Kessler. He's the one who ignited the bomb a couple months ago. NSA has been after him for about a year."

"You're NSA?"

"No, just working with one of their field agents to clear my name. I'll tell him to keep in contact with the police on any First Son movements I can't respond to immediately and vice versa."

"That will make our jobs easier. Why didn't the NSA do this before?"

"He's afraid of a mole on this assignment. They tried taking into custody a few months before the explosion and was led into a trap that killed half his team and sent his partner into the hospital with a few gunshot wounds."

"Whoever this Kessler guy is, he sounds like a piece of shit."

"Whoa, language, officer," said Zeke. "Got a kid here."

"Hypocrite," said Harry as Rowe grinned at the boy.

"Why'd he know your name, kid?"

"It's… kind of a long story. If we manage to catch him, I'll tell you."

"I'll hold you to that. Now you should get out of here."

"No problem, Officer Rowe," said Cole. Harry activated his eyes and scanned Reggie's phone before doing the same to Cole's, Zeke's and the one in his hand before Reggie left to go back to his squad car. Harry dialed up a number on the phone and waited for a response.

"Hello," he heard on the other end of the line.

"Hey, Cindy. It's Harry."

"Where are you calling from?"

"A stolen phone from a tech shop."

"Harry James Potter!"

"I'm leaving a note to charge it to Isabel! It was important. Someone knows about what Cole and I can do. I'm going to stick around Cole until we catch him."

"Harry, no! You're coming back to the company as soon as Isabel finds a way to make sure the phone doesn't short circuit when you jump through."

"Cindy, if he knows what I can do, then he can help me understand my strengths and weaknesses."

"Harry, you can't trust him," said Cole. He shouted so that Cindy could hear him. "This guy is the one who framed me, Sis! He set off the bomb!"

"Harry, is Cole telling the truth?"

"…Yes."

"Harry. I want you to come back as soon as possible. That man is a terrorist."

"He's the only one who can explain how my magic works. Who could possibly know if there are others like me and Cole."

"Harry…" Cindy was interrupted when Isabel took the phone.

"Kid. How sure are you that he can do this?"

"I'm not. This is me feeling like I need to do this. Like I'm supposed to do this, like it's fate." Cindy grew silent as her late best friend came to mind. She looked at Cindy before putting the phone back to her ear. "Keep constant contact with us."

"Isabel," shouted Cindy.

"I trust you kid. You're more resilient than most people I've met, having to survive Vernon for as long as you did, and you're smart. That's a dangerous combination. Whoever this guy is, he better not cross you. Because then he crosses me and Cindy and trust me, there is not a place on Earth he can hide from either of us. And don't worry about the phone. I'll send a check to the place, just give me it's name and I'll handle it. Stay safe, Kid."

"Thanks, Izzy." Harry gave her the name of the shop and hung up as she faced Cindy.

"Why would you let him do that?! He's my responsibility!"

"Not yet, he's not. Harry said he felt he needed to do this. And if there's anything that I've learned from life…" She gripped the crystal necklace around her neck. "…It's that Fate works to guide us constantly towards the path we need to take. Someone showed me that a long time ago. Harry will be fine. He is a tough kid. A deranged Dark Lord couldn't kill him as a baby, a walrus sized bastard couldn't kill him in 7 years. I doubt he'll die in Empire City."

"And if he gets hurt?!"

"I think he'll survive. He reminds me of me. It's going to take a lot to take him down."

"I hope you're right, Isabel. Because if something happens to Harry before I can even adopt him, it's on your head."

"And I'll take full responsibility for whatever happens, you have my word." Cindy glared at her boss before walking away. Sam turned to her.

"I hope you know what you're doing, Boss."

"Trusting Fate. Just like Eli did."

"Yeah and look where that got him."

"It got him to save a few lives before losing his own, one of them being yours. He was right where he needed to be, just like Harry is now."

"Harry's not Elijah, Boss."

"I know that. But I can only hope that he's being helped by Fate much like Eli was." Sam sighed before walking away. Isabel looked at an old photo she kept nearby of her with a young man with white hair and silver eyes. "Help him, Eli. If this is his Fate, then let me know." Isabel felt a breeze and turned around when she heard a few slips of paper shuffle. She picked them up and saw they were a project she and Elijah had worked on before he joined the Marines. The reason she started her company and that it became a success. A magically improved machine that was used by Aurors in several countries to see someone's memories like a pensive but with more control over how it's viewed. She hugged the schematics to her chest and sighed, relieved only slightly. "Thank you."

(Author's Notes, End:)

Hello everyone! Hope you enjoyed the last chapter of the prologue. The Next chapter, I will skip ahead to the summer of Harry's 11th birthday. Don't worry, I will give some exposition on what happens between the end of this chapter and what's coming next. I didn't fully write it out because I've already spent too much time writing for this prologue and want to get to Harry's school years as quickly as possible. A poll will be up soon about who to pair Harry up with on this fic and if he gets a harem in this AU. It is an alternate timeline to Revival of Soul Magic, so the Soul Bond could still be used, just with other souls rather than in Revival. Right now, I've got a question for you. What should Harry's wand be? A normal wand made of wood with a magical core? Or a unique wand to help focus his Technomancy? I can't decide. And no, he can't have one of each. That's basically for when he obtains the Elder Wand. As always, hope you continue reading. Until next time, y'all!