Harry was woken up by the sound of arcing electricity and shouting. He opened his eyes to see he was laying in a bed next to one of the generators that had been set up in Hogwarts. He could hear shouting outside of the room he was in and recognized his mother's irate voice. He cringed slightly and hoped to heaven and hell that he wasn't on the wrong end of that. He went to the door and opened it to find Isabel and Sam holding Cindy back from advancing on Dumbledore.

"You put my son in danger," she shouted at the aged headmaster. "You knew, you knew that thing was in his head and did nothing! Did it ever occur to you that if Voldemort discovered about the piece of himself in Harry's head that he'd try possessing him fully?! He is looking for a body! What better than a child in the eyes of a monster?! It gives him a second chance to build everything from scratch and not make the same mistakes as before, you senile bastard!"

"Cindy," shouted Isabel. She and Sam were having a hard time holding Cindy back, even with Cindy having drank a drop of O+. "Calm down! We're as upset about this as you but murdering the man will get us nothing but grief!" Harry was noticed by Cole who was standing by the door he was at. Knowing he was going to ask what happened, Cole pressed two fingers to the boy's head and uploaded the information to him. Harry saw the whole conversation from Cole's point of view.

We'd just arrived via portkey on the school grounds. When we heard you were attacked, Cindy rushed to get one of Isabel's portkeys. Me, Sam and Lucy barely had time to grab the damn thing before she rushed over. We hurried after her and when we saw you, it wasn't looking good. You were pale and weak, your friend Padma was holding your hand as your body passively absorbed energy from a generator, your scar open and bleeding. We didn't know what to think. It was then that Isabel explained everything that had happened in the Reality Room. Cindy, loving mother that she is, rounded on the old man instantly.

Cindy: "What didn't you tell us, Dumbledore?"

Dumbledore: "I believe we should wait for young Harry to wake up before…"

Cindy: "Cole can upload what we talk about instantly and catch him up in a second. Speak!"

Dumbledore: *Sigh* "When I was interviewing for the Divination Professor's position in the summer of 2000, the woman I was interviewing, Sibyl Trelawney, gave a startling prophecy. It spoke of a child being born at the end of July. One who would defeat the Dark Lord, born to those that had thrice defied him. He would be born with a power the Dark Lord was unaware of and would be marked as his equal. Immediately, two families who had constantly defied came to mind. The first was the Longbottom family who were giving birth to a son on the thirty first."

Isabel: "And the second was no doubt the Potter's considering Harry is in question. You realize it's completely foolish to try and decipher a prophecy before it's completed, right? Men go mad trying to put pieces together that ultimately don't fit. It's especially damning for the desperate, old, and potentially senile." I saw the old man cringe at the stabs at him.

Dumbledore: "Please understand, I did everything I could for the Greater Good. Everything."

Cindy: "Including putting Harry with abusive and neglectful people like the Dursley's?"

Dumbledore: "It was to ensure his protection. The Blood Wards I put in place…"

Isabel: "Would only work if there was any love towards the intended target. I have Blood affinity. I know more about Blood Magic than you ever will. I know that in the absence of love, like the environment Harry was raised in, things go awry for the target. Luck becomes the worst imaginable. Whatever feelings are felt towards the target are amplified tenfold. For Petunia, who couldn't care less about the son of the sister she hated, that led to extreme neglect. For Vernon, who hated anything abnormal, no doubt because of his weight, horrible temper, and violent urges, became more violent and irrational as time pressed on. You are lucky I found Harry when I did. Otherwise we'd have seen one of two things happen. Either Vernon would have killed him, or we'd have seen an Obscurus destroying everything in Little Whinging." I saw Dumbledore visibly pale at the mention of whatever the hell an Obscurus was.

Dumbledore: "But, the Wards…"

Isabel: "Were a very stupid decision. But let's move on from that. Before Harry exorcised the fragments from himself and the diadem, he felt his scar burning and that he was being pulled to something. You were about to stop him from doing so just before he started moving. Which means you knew, or at least suspected, about Voldemort creating Horcruxes and about the fragment in Harry's scar." I saw Cindy's eyes widen in shock before narrowing in anger.

Cindy: "What?" She turned to him with an aura I'd never felt from her before. If you were wondering if anger towards those who hurt loved ones ran in the family, there's your proof. "How long did you know?"

Dumbledore: "Now, Ms. MacGrath…"

Cindy: "How long?"

Dumbledore: *sigh* "To be sure about the prophecy, I made a difficult decision. I allowed the traitor to reveal the location of the Potter's hiding spot to see if Harry would survive the night. After the attack, I had our Keeper of the Keys, Rubeus Hagrid, bring Harry to me so I could prepare the Blood Wards. I found a dark presence in his scar that night but felt he would be safe from it due to Lily's self-sacrifice ritual." What happened next was so fast I didn't even register it until it had happened. The old man was on the ground, nose broken, and bleeding and Cindy had her wand out, aimed at him.

Cindy: "You bastard!" She saw him raising his wand and blasted it out of his hand. Sam and Isabel moved quickly and held her back as she tried getting closer to him. "You put my son in danger!" I think you saw the rest.

Harry blinked as the memory ended, barely a second had passed and he moved towards his mother. He hugged her. "Mom. I'm ok. Izzy always says, things happen for a reason. Fate makes sure things work out in the end. Dumbledore's mistake made sure that she found me and that I had a family, a new life. We can blame him as much as we want, we can hate him for the rest of our lives. But we can also thank him for giving us this life we now have. If Izzy hadn't found me, you'd have gone through Trish's death, alone. It would've ate at you until you couldn't take it anymore. His mistake, made sure we had each other when we needed each other most."

Cindy glared at the headmaster before taking a breath and sighing. She put her wand away and hugged her son to calm herself. Dumbledore looked at his wand as it lay on the ground a foot away and sighed before standing and going to a safe behind his desk. He opened it and pulled out a second wand. He waved it over his nose, fixing it before stooping to pick up his original wand. He stared at it sadly before extending the wand to Cindy. "Why are you giving me your wand," she asked him.

"Because its allegiance has changed to you, Ms. MacGrath. I am no longer its master," said Dumbledore.

"Dragon heartstring," asked Harry.

"I'm afraid I don't know what the core is, my boy. No one does. The only thing known about this wand is the wood its made out of. Wood of an Elder Tree."

"That's insane. According to the book Mr. Ollivander lent me, wood from an Elder tree is difficult to work into a wand."

"There's one wand where that wasn't the case," said Padma. Isabel looked at her.

"You can't mean what I think you mean," said Isabel. "It's just a myth."

"Legend," said Dumbledore. "Not a myth. This wand is the Elder Wand. The Death Stick. Gifted to the eldest of the three brothers in the old story. I had doubts about it when I first obtained it. Until James Potter, Harry's father, lent me his family heirloom." Reaching into the safe again, he pulled out a silvery cloth and handed it to Harry. "The Potter family passed this Invisibility Cloak down from parent to child for generations. When James first showed me this, I knew for sure that it was indeed the Elder Wand." He turned the cloak over and showed a symbol to those present. He then turned the ridged wand, so the handle was pointed to them revealing the same symbol.

Harry looked at the symbol, a circle within a triangle, both bisected by a single line. He grabbed his fathers cloak and saw his hand disappear when he slipped his hand in it. "The Hallows?"

"Take it with a grain of salt," said Cindy. "It's just a story. The symbol is probably a coincidence."

"And yet, the wand I obtained after defeating my former friend, Gellert Grindelwald, and the cloak was passed down in the same family for generations. Both with the same symbol. The same exact symbol. This is no coincidence. The Hallows are real and you are now the master of one, Harry the owner of the second. The third, I'm afraid, is lost. This Coming Darkness means you need every advantage you can get."

"What 'Coming Darkness' Albus," asked McGonagall.

"Those terrorists, I told you about, the First Sons. Me and Cole fought their founder and leader, Kessler. He was a Technomancer, like us, but one who had the gift of Foresight. He was a Seer and saw that Technomancy was needed to help fight a threat bigger than Voldemort. He showed it to me in a memory. It was the single scariest thing I'd encountered and when I showed Cole, my mom, and Dumbledore, they were scared out of their minds. Kessler was working to expose Technomancy to the world, little by little using his terrorists and their artificial Technomancy, and us to combat them. They have a fanatical belief in what they call 'Revelation Day' and how it will unite us."

"Revelation day," asked Padma.

"The running theory," said Isabel. "Is the revelation of magic to the Mundane World. From it three beacons would appear to unite the world. Kessler saw one of those Beacons was Harry."

"How sure was he?"

"Very," said Harry. "He uploaded the information right into my head and told me 'Our kind are the only ones that can properly combat the Coming Darkness'. Me specifically because he saw I was a beacon and the battle between him, and Cole would reveal my mentor who would help pave my path forward."

"That's a lot of weight for a child," said McGonagall.

"You're telling me. I still get nightmares about that day. About what he showed me."

"I can confirm he gets these nightmares often," said Holly. "On average, he gets the nightmare at least twice a week. Three times if he's stressed about something."

"Thank you, Holly." Cole put his hand on his nephew's shoulder.

"Relax kid. You don't need to worry yourself about this, at least not yet. Let us worry for you until you actually need to."

"Except we don't know when that would be."

"Just relax. Go to school and worry about tests, not terrorists or this Coming Darkness for once." Harry sighed and looked at Isabel.

"Do we still need to set up the last camera sets?"

"No. While you were out, we set up the last of the cameras with Padma before calling Cindy and Cole."

"Which means I was out for an hour, then?"

"More like twenty minutes. Padma really is a fast learner." Padma blushed at the compliment as her sister grinned. He sighed and smiled at Padma.

"Good work." She blushed darker but smiled.

"Thank you."

"Before we leave then," said Isabel. "One last thing." She turned to Dumbledore. "Are you still having that ghost teach history?"

"Ah, you must mean professor Binns. Yes, we are."

"We need to get rid of him. Parvati said told me when her parents attended here, he taught nothing but the Goblin Wars. Is she correct?"

"Yes," said McGonagall. "A topic I've brought up with Albus several times in the last ten years at least. I've had a number of Lions complaining about the very thing you asked." She turned to Dumbledore.

"That has been a problem I've been trying to deal with for years," said Dumbledore. "When Professor Binns was a teacher when he died. He unfortunately died after receiving tenure."

"Good thing we can exercise him then," said Parvati.

"Right," said Cole. He turned to Harry. "How did you do that, again?"

"Overcharge," said Harry. "You know, that thing you used against that Heavy First Son? The one with the minigun a week before we hunted down Kessler."

"Oh, that guy. Damn, that drained me good. How the hell did you do it, kid?"

"I was irritated, angry, and in pain. I don't know. I guess I just let loose when he tried possessing me."

"High emotions tend to affect magic," said Cindy. "It's like when… when Trish died. Harry told me you started unloading higher amounts of energy than you ever had before."

"Yeah, not my brightest moment."

"My eyes would've said otherwise," joked Harry. Cole smacked him upside the head.

"Smartass."

"Takes one to know one."

"Alright. Take me to this Binns and I'll send him packing."

"Minerva," said Dumbledore. "Please escort Mr. MacGrath to the history classroom."

"Maybe now we won't have students falling asleep in class," said McGonagall.

"Well, maybe if they didn't get any sleep the night before," said Harry. He turned to Dumbledore. "By the way. What position did my mother apply for?" Cindy started at the mention of her and her turned to his mother. "I'm not stupid, Mom. And I have you to thank for that. I know, after what I showed you in the Memory Projector, you're worried. It's understandable. You're trying to make sure I'm ok by keeping an eye on me personally, and not relying on Izzy who would lie through her teeth that everything is fine to avoid your ire."

"I… would definitely do that…" admitted Isabel.

"So, what position did you apply for?"

"Muggle Studies. Considering I'm First Generation, this should be easy."

"Be prepared to eat those words," said Isabel. "That's going to be the most disruptive class in the entire school, it's mostly taken by those looking for an easy O."

"Well, we'll just have to change that." She and Harry shared the same devilish grin.

"Oh no," said Isabel as she facepalmed. "You're going to make Harry your assistant on certain subjects aren't you?"

"Are we really that predictable?"

"More than I am sometimes."

"I feel like I'm going to regret having you three in my school," said Dumbledore.

"More than likely," said the three of them, making the twins laugh. Lucy shook her head.

"Well," said Lucy. "We better get back to New Marais as soon as Cole's done… dealing with ghosts. God, it's still weird to talk about this stuff. Intel says First Sons are gathering for something big. We could use some help, Harry."

"My son is not going into another firefight," said Cindy.

"I understand your rejection, Cindy. But Harry's capable of spotting weak points in First Son Tech Armor. And his staff allows him to take potshots from a distance so he'll be out of harms way and can he Charge out if things get dicey. Until the NSA can get their hands on another Second Generation Technomancer, Harry's the only one we got."

"Which reminds me," said Isabel as she turned to Lucy. "Do your superiors?..."

"Yes. They've allowed it mainly because his talents are an asset in assaults against the First Sons. They were reluctant at first, but after Wolfe and the officer from Empire City, Reggie Rowe, gave their firsthand recommendation, they gave Harry special privileges in missions regarding the First Sons, but I have to be nearby at all times. I won't let anything happen to Harry. You have my word."

"If it'll make you feel better," said Holly. "I can broadcast a feed to your computer so you can monitor everything that happens."

"Mom," said Harry. "Let me help them." Cindy looked her son in the eye and sighed.

"…Fine. But I want that feed from cameras on all three of you so I can tell that you're actually being watched."

"Deal," said Lucy. Harry smiled and turned to Cole when he walked back in.

"Well, that could've gone better," said the Living Conduit. "Bastard screamed like there was no tomorrow."

"Because for him," said Dumbledore. "There was. But I suspect for him it was probably for the best. Recently he'd been…"

"Depressed," asked Isabel. At his nod she shrugged. "Makes sense. He's had nothing to do but wander the castle and teach for, however long he's been dead. Even ghosts can get depressed."

"That's both informing and unnerving," said Zed. Harry turned to him.

"Where's Sasha?"

"She stayed behind," said Sam. "Said she wasn't feeling well and was going to get some rest."

"Has she ever had a sick day?"

"No," said Zed. "It's odd." Isabel moved behind Zed and made a motion of mimicking a swell of the stomach out of his view. Harry turned to Cindy and saw her adjust her glasses with a smirk hidden behind her hand. Harry hid a grin before turning to Cole.

"Lucy said you need help?"

"Yeah. Sis gonna let you?"

"I already gave the go ahead," said his sister. Cole grinned.

"Don't worry, Sis. He's got me with him."

"…Lucy, make sure they don't get up to trouble."

"You got it."

"No trust, Mom," asked Harry.

"Not when it comes from you two."

"That hurts," said Cole with a mock strained voice. "My own sister doesn't trust me with my nephew."

"You do kind of have a rebellious track record, Brother," said Zeke.

"Et tu, Zeke?"

"I know when to pick the right side."

"Traitor," said Harry.

"Ah, bite me, Little Man."

"You know I will, right?"

"Good thing I taste terrible then." Padma giggled and Parvati rolled her eyes.

"We should be heading back home," said Parvati.

"Are you going to need help," asked Harry.

"I don't th…" started Padma'

"Yes," said Parvati. "Maybe traveling that way will feel better with someone more experienced with it." Padma glared at her sister, unaware of what she was doing."

"You can stay for a few minutes, but I expect you back," said Cindy.

"Yes, ma'am." He turned to Sam. "You mind…"

"I got ya, Shorty." She took Harry's phone and called Padma's number.

"And I'm not short," said Harry. He let Padma tell her parents they were coming and to stay back from her phone. He took both twins hands, making them both blush lightly before he Charged with them through the call. A few seconds later they appeared in a humble home. Harry spotted their mother sitting at a dining room table and smiling at them.

"How was Hogwarts," she asked them.

"Incredible," said Padma.

"It was ok," said Parvati.

"Harry's been helping me learn about my magic. There's so much I can do with it," gushed Padma.

"What were your thoughts, Harry?"

"That I wouldn't be doing this normally if it weren't for Technomancy's sudden rise. Otherwise, I'd be attending Ilvermorny instead."

"And he's still bitter about that," said Isabel over the phone call.

"Who asked you, Izzy!? Oh, and as promised." Harry reached into his pocket and fished out five Galleons he got from Gringotts before he and the others arrived at Hogwarts. He handed them to Parvati who grinned. Mrs. Patil raised an eyebrow and Padma turned to her.

"It's a long story."

"Well," said Harry. "I should get going. I have to help my uncle with something."

"Don't be a stranger, Harry. Come visit at least once before you have to go to school," said Mrs. Patil.

"I'll try." He said goodbye to the twins before Charging back. He heard the click of Padma's phone ending the call and turned to Cole. "Alright. I'm ready."

"Then let's go."

"Holly, make a link between the consoles here and the body cams as soon as their up."

"Of course."

"Why here," asked Isabel.

"Because I'm sure Professor Dumbledore wants to see how well I can handle myself. Isn't that right?" Dumbledore nodded.

"And I'm rather curious about what Technomancy can do."

"Fair enough," said Isabel. Cindy called Cole's phone, which was still in New Marais.

"You comin' back now, Cole," asked a voice on the other end of the line.

"Yeah, Nix. And we're bringing my nephew as well."

"Nix," asked Harry.

"A very irritating woman that Cole recruited to help us. She's a reclusive Pyromancer who couldn't care less about subtlety," said Lucy.

"Sounds like you two don't get along."

"What was your first clue," asked Cole. "Alright, kid. You first." Harry Charged and came out on top of a building in New Marais. He turned around and found a woman with a revealing outfit that would likely rival one of Isabel's.

"You must be Harry. Cole speaks of you like you were his own son."

"I have that effect on people."

"And you have his sense of humor. You sure you're not related by blood?"

"Last time I checked, we weren't." Cole and Lucy Charged through and Harry turned to them.

"So, got a map?"

"Yeah, here." Cole uploaded the map of the city to his brain and Harry blinked.

"Yeah, cause just a basic map without GPS is completely use…" Harry blinked as Schematic activated and a blip appeared over a section of the city. "What the hell?"

"Figured that out a week ago. We're linked to technology and data, remember? We're piggybacking on the latest GPS technology."

"Oh, this is so cool!"

"Never need to get lost unless we head into the swamplands where our magic acts up. Luckily for us. The local militia has been keeping an eye out on First Sons since their former leader was outed as a First Son operative and had been manipulating them to attack me for attacking innocent American citizens. Apparently, they'd managed to get only the bare minimum amount of information about Empire City in the last four years."

"Luckily the NSA was able to fix things up and get the word out about First Son activity," said Lucy.

"The sooner you get these bastards out of New Marais," said Nix. "The sooner I can get these men out of my lands."

"We'll get this done as soon as possible, Nix," said Cole.

"Where are the First Sons gathering," asked Harry as he looked around. He looked at where they were and saw they were in Ascension Parish.

"Intel says the First Sons are meeting in Flood Town," said Lucy. Harry and Cole cringed.

"Dammit," said Harry. "They're learning."

"Oh right, your electricity thing. Forgot."

"What's wrong with them," asked Nix. Holly blinked into existence.

"Harry and Cole can't be in mineralized water for too long, think dropping an electrical appliance in the sink or tub, it short circuits. It's especially dangerous for Cole who can barely contain the energy his body generates."

"We learned this the hard way back in Empire City when a First Son knocked us into a pool," said Harry.

"Good thing no one else was in there," said Cole. "Only upside to that event was we learned how to Amp up Harry's attacks."

"Downside was we couldn't use our magic for a week. Stupid physics."

"At least there's a lot of high ground," said Lucy.

"And limited electricity."

"I may have a solution," said Holly.

"What is that thing," asked Nix.

"A.I.," said Harry.

"I didn't know you made one of those things. I thought they only existed in movies."

"I defied that logic. Just another good thing about Technomancy." Harry cringed slightly when his ears started ringing. "What was that?"

"What," asked Cole.

"I believe you may be affected by lack of electricity," said Holly.

"Never had my ears ring from it before."

"Well, while you figure out what's going on, I'll head over to the NSA safehouse and get those body cams."

"I'll go with you," said Cole. He pointed to Harry and Nix. "Stay put."

"Like I know my way around," said Harry.

"I'll make sure he doesn't go anywhere," said Nix.

"Cole," said Lucy. "Maybe you should stay here. I don't trust her."

"What's the worst that could happen," asked Harry.

"It's that kind of thinking that makes Cindy not trust you two."

"He'll be fine, Lucy," said Cole. "He's got Nix and Holly here with him."

"Holly I trust."

"You'd trust a machine over me," asked Nix.

"Yes, I would. Holly, keep an eye on Harry, please."

"What else what I be doing?"

"Right. Come on, Cole." Harry watched her body turn into vapor and start flying away.

"That is so not fair," he said.

"Tell me about it," said Cole. "She likes showing off the fact that she can fly, just to annoy me." Cole jumped onto a railcar line and looked at Harry. "But I learned a new trick that you'll like. Watch and learn, kid." Harry saw him use his Static Thrusters to propel himself along the railing and smile.

"That looks like fun!"

"From what Cole says. It is," said Nix. "Come on. Let's head to the Flood Town."

"Right behind ya."

"Harry, Cole said to stay put," said Holly.

"He knows I get antsy just standing around." Harry marked a point on his mental map and hopped onto the rail line facing the opposite direction of Cole. Holly sat on his shoulder.

"You know you're going to get yelled at."

"It'll be worth it. Besides, I need to get familiar with the area so I can find a good vantage point."

"Follow my trail, Harry. I'll show you the way," said Nix. He watched as she propelled herself off the ground and flew over the buildings.

"You too?!"

"Try not to get jealous, child!" Harry followed her on the rail and started building hopping when the railing went in the opposite direction from Nix's trail. He stopped on a building when he got a mysterious call.

"Hello, who's this?"

"Who I am is not important right now, Mr. MacGrath."

"Might as well give me a name since you apparently already know mine."

"In due time, Harry. For now, I need you to listen to me. You and your flying companion are about to fall into a trap. I suggest you divert your course and let her fall into the trap alone, so you have a fighting chance."

"What?! How the hell do you know that?!"

"I'll watch your progress." The call ended and Harry cursed.

"Holly, any sign of Nix?!"

"Two buildings ahead of us, waiting."

"Nix," shouted Harry as he waved his hands to get her attention. "It's a trap!" Harry watched as a mechanical claw came up behind the building and snatched her away. "What the hell?!"

"There's Kid MacGrath," shouted a First Son behind him. Harry turned around and saw them blink into visibility.

"Oh, come on! Does everyone have something cooler than I do by now?!"

"Priorities, Harry," said Holly.

"Right, sorry." Harry took out his Arc Staff, only for one of them to shoot one of the halves, breaking it instantly. "Not good!"

"Take him alive! The other one will come for him soon," shouted the leader.

"Arc," said Harry. He shot one of the wires at the closest First Son, shocking him and pulling him towards him. "Whoa, Damn Zeke! Did you test this with your own weight?!"

"That was a bit harsh," said Holly.

"Did you see how easy it pulled him to me?" Harry ducked under the man as his momentum carried him over the edge of the building.

"Might I suggest calling for help?"

"Have to get to Nix."

"You're going nowhere, kid," shouted the leader.

"Don't call me a kid." He shot another wire at the leader. "Get over here!" The leader was pulled to Harry who then stuck the remaining half of his staff into a weak point in the armor. The remaining two lobbed smoke bombs at Harry's feet as he dropped their leader to the side. Harry coughed as Holly looked around.

"On your left, roll backwards!" Harry followed her instructions before sending a minor jolt to the First Son who tried to take a swing at him. Holly answered his phone for him as Harry jumped to the side when it rang.

"I said to stay put," said Cole.

"Get here now! It was an ambush! Nix is taken, I'm down my Staff and have two guys with guns aimed at me!"

"Whe.. a… arry…"

"Cole?! Cole!"

"Signal's jammed kid," said one of the First Sons. "We're not letting MacGrath get the drop on us this time!" Holly answered another call.

"I'd suggest you move three paces back, Mr. MacGrath," said the voice that warned him before.

"What the hell," said the First Son. Harry listened to the voice and backed up. A large blast of lightning hit the First Sons, knocking them off the building. Harry turned to his helper and saw a girl his age with short black hair on another roof top. She glared at him, slightly.

"Next time he tells you to do something," she said, a slight hint of an Australian accent in her voice. "Listen. You won't always get help."

"Who is he?! Who are you?!" She ignored him and jumped off her roof. Harry ran to see where she landed and saw her flying away, Static Thrusters emitting from her hands and feet. She flew away and out of sight. "I need to figure out how to do that."

"You'll find the Swamp Witch in the building she was standing on, third floor from the top, just above the water line," said the voice. "Also, you'll need the contents of the box next to her later in the future."

"Who are you?"

"We will meet soon, Mr. MacGrath. I'll answer your question then." The call ended and Harry cursed. "How the hell did he broadcast passed their jammers?"

"I don't know, but whatever that girl did," said Holly. "It knocked out their jammers. I'm sending a message to Cole on our position."

"Good, I'm going to help Nix."

"I know it's not your method of fighting, but maybe try a stealthy approach."

"Where's the fun in that?"

"Fun is more important than surviving a fight with no weapons?"

"Well when you put it like that." Harry used Static Thrusters to make his way to the building. He looked at the door leading to the roof. "Odds are there's going to be people behind there, waiting for me, huh?"

"I believe so."

"Easy way then. Zeke said the wires could be used as a grapple, right?"

"Weren't you saying they wouldn't support your weight?"

"Given that it just pulled two fully grown men with ease without me being affected, I think it's safe."

"You're definitely going to get yelled at after this."

"Tell me something I don't know." Harry shot the wires from both gauntlets into the brick of the building and started slowly rappelling down. He sniffed his suit sleeve and groaned. "Dammit, that smoke got into my suit. This was one of my favorites."

"I repeat, priorities."

"I'm dangling over salt water, trying to keep my mind off of it, please don't start."

"Fine." Harry made it to a broken window and looked inside. He saw Nix in restraints and a First Son starting to feel her up.

"Get your hands off of me, you bastard," she shouted at her. He smacked her.

"Shut up, bitch!"

"Should you really be doing this," asked his partner.

"Shut up. MacGrath won't be here for a few minutes. We've got time before the action starts. Just make sure that crate is out of my way if she starts thrashing." Harry kicked off the wall, retracted the wires before sending to the two men in the room. Their bodies convulsed before they collapsed. Nix looked at him.

"What took you so long?"

"Sorry. When I saw you get grabbed by that claw, I was ambushed by cloaked First Sons. Still want to know how they did that. Got some help from some Australian chick with a bad attitude and a mysterious voice who seems to know what the First Sons are doing." He went to her and sent a jolt of electricity to his finger to burn through her restraints.

"Thanks." Fighting was heard in the building and Harry felt the temperature drop.

"Cole and Lucy are fighting. Care to join them?"

"Gladly." Nix blasted the door down and went out into the hall. Harry went over to the crate he was told of, and the two First Sons spoke about.

"Now, what are you hiding?" Harry looked the crate over and found a digital lock. "Whoa. Hey, Holly, did we ever figure out how to interface with non-networked tech?"

"Unfortunately, no."

"Dammit." Harry heard the fighting stop and saw Cole come into the room.

"You know you're in trouble, right," he asked him.

"If things hadn't gone the way they did, all of us most likely would've been captured."

"It doesn't matter. You didn't listen to me. You went off with Nix when I told you to stay put."

"You know I get antsy waiting around. I wanted to get the jump on the First Sons. Besides, my screw up led to someone revealing themselves as a potential ally."

"What someone?"

"They warned me about the ambush. It's the only reason both of us weren't captured immediately. Then this girl saved me and I'm pretty sure she's like us. The voice also said to take this crate, said I'd need it in the future." Cole turned to him.

"I'm calling Cindy. You're going back. Me and Lucy can handle them alone."

"Cole, what if the voice calls again to help?"

"We shouldn't trust it. Whoever they are, they could just be trying to get on our good side just to get us to lower our guard."

"Oh yes, because we haven't let mysterious voices help us over the phone before!"

"That's not… Just…" With nothing to say, Cole called his sister. "Harry's coming back. Clear the way." He held out his phone to Harry who glared at his uncle before grabbing the crate and Charging back to Hogwarts. Cole sighed and hung up as soon as he knew that Harry was back with his mother.