(Here's another chapter, i had a lot of followers and favourites blow up from that so thank you! ^_^)
Camp Outside of Hogsmeade
Around the temporary camp the Balance Force Soldiers have set up they are in the process of still building it but have set up a majority of tents for living quarters with the slightly bigger one being Paragon's temporary Main Tent for the duration of the stay and the eventual Tri-Wizard tournament, right now he is in front of a table with the Captains and Michael Vendril.
"Report." He sternly says.
"Tents and bedding has been set up sir, the children also have new clothes too, though we had to slightly adjust a few due to their sizes."
"Food has been set up and properly made, the cooks have made a mix of both healthy and meaty foods, we should have a good months of rations for our stay here."
"Perimeter has also been set up, the Magi have set up detection wards that will work though both day AND night, nothing will get in this camp without them knowing."
"We have set up a Communications tent too sir, we already have a channel set to HQ, they will send a ship posthaste to pick up the children once Demon Lord Fear and Arch-Angel Mira have picked up theirs."
"Good, what's the gossip around town? No doubt our presence can't be alluded by morons." He asks knowing a camp this size and people with strange gear will cause quite a gossip train.
"Most that speculate are the MuggleBorns that we are an advanced extraterrestrial race but that theory got blown out of proportion when they saw our human faces, the purebloods seem to be making scathing marks of them being "Superior" and think we would lose easily to them while some did looking at the children with the grin of a predator, mostly on the Angel Children."
At that Paragon scowls, it wouldn't be long before a stupid law or reason to come collect the children pops up, if they try to he will have to make heads roll literally, the children here are under his Militaries protection and are exzempt from the laws here as they weren't born here.
"Uhhh sir permission to speak?" Michael shyly asks.
"Granted, what's wrong Michael?" Paragon asks.
"W...Well i am getting a pull towards the castle and it tingles a bit every time it does, i think something is pulling me towards it." He says before cringing from another pull.
At that he sighs while rubbing the back of his head, he may as well get this over with.
"I was going to let you know at some point but i suppose i need to tell you now, it's also the reason why we are here in the first time." He says.
"M….Me?" He asks with a look of shock and confusion.
Finally, Paragon decides to tell the truth, the reason as to why they came here of all places.
"You've been entered into a Tournament with a high Death Ratio than Wins." He says to which Michael's eyes widen.
"W...What!? But that's impossible! I never entered any tournament! My parents would never let me enter a deadly tournament like this!" He yells with a look of shock.
"You were entered without knowledge, i already know who entered you but regardless it's a binding contract, I can break the contract right now but my hands are tied, I need to locate the binder before i can even break it." He says.
"Well what do you need to break the contract!?" Michael asks in a panic.
"Breaking a Binding Contract can be done in 2 ways: One i can forcibly break it but the one who has been bound will only lose their magic and not their life, Two i can do a more complex way which is to find the object used to initiate the contract and the one who bound your name to it and then i need to confer with the entity who oversaw this which would be Magic itself and deities tend to hide when my presence enters a universe."
"Then how do i get out?" He asks after a few seconds.
"Well if we leave the world the contract will take your magic away, although your magical core is mostly replaced it still will take it, you were taught about old magical cores being used as a base for Multiverse Magic right?" Paragon asks.
He gets a nod.
"Well, my guess is that because of your old core used as a base someone on this world had a sliver of it, my guess is your old Birth Certificate had a magical signature and was used to do it, the only option would be to participate and win this blasted thing." Paragon says.
"Is there any rules for this tournament?" Michael cautiously asks.
"Well apart from your schools teachers not allowed to help not much i know of, the Contract probably had Hogwarts as your school but since you didn't attend Hogwarts we can have you represent the Balance Forces, now although your teachers cannot help out i am allowed to help out and i know of the tasks you will be facing." Paragon says getting a few gasps.
"You mean…." Michael asks in shock at that opportunity.
"That's right, until we get off this world i will prepare you for your trials ahead, I will train you in specific spells and abilities, the trials are rather meager so you shouldn't have a sliver of trouble, be warned however i am a brutal teacher and won't pull any punches." Paragon sternly says getting a shiver from Michael.
Suddenly a Magi bursts in.
"Sir! The detection wards just detected a group of people enter our perimeter heading towards the camp!." He says.
"Looks like the old fart decided to come with his minions, let's go meet them, Zenya have your soldiers position in hidden locations near me, if one of them attempts an attack incapacitate them." Paragon says.
"Yes Sir!" Zenya says saluting.
"Let's go meet our new guests." He says before they walk out.
10 Minutes Later
The Group eventually arrives at the front of the camp where two guards are looking at the group.
A tall man with a beard almost as long as his body steps forward.
"Good Day, my name is Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, may i ask as to who you are?" Dumbledore asks with a twinkle that makes Paragon wanna poke his eyes out.
"Commander Paragon, leader of this small band of Military Soldiers." He says coldly making the twinkle in his eyes vanish and give him a frown.
"What's a military doing here might I ask?" Dumbledore asks while Paragon feels a very slight annoyance on his impeccable Mental Shields.
"Stranded from a mission and i suggest you keep your Legilimancy probes away from me, unless you want me to make you Mentally Unstable." He coldly says as if it was a fact but rather a threat.
"I don't know what your talking about." Dumbledore innocently puts off.
"Eh now now, uhh Mr Paragon surely you don't have any evidence of this accusation?" A man who Paragon if he recalls to be Cornelius Fudge accompanied by something that even Fear would gag at of what looks to be a toad in a pink cardigan.
"Well if he attempts it again ill carry out my threat regardless of his position now what do you want? And incase your ignorant we are in the process of setting up our temporary camp." Paragon says.
"Wait! I know you! You are the Man who took down 15 wizards with nothing but his hands!" An auror shouts.
"I did, what? You gonna arrest me? I thought self-defence was a universal law but I guess it doesn't apply to certain people." Paragon says giving him a glare to which he shrinks back from.
"Now now, let's not have an argument break down here, Paragon my bo-" He gets cut off as a very sliver of an inch a blue blade is in front of his eyes.
"Try not to treat me like one of your own people, the last one who tried it was left with his entire upper body blown away." Paragon says with venom.
Dumbledore meanwhile is looking at the blade in fear, due to his proximity to it he can feel large amounts of something inside it, untapped or rather sealed away, yet it is brimming with lots of light power, if he had a sword like that he could defeat Voldemort in his own way and be the hero instead.
"That's quite an interesting sword." Dumbledore says looking at the blade with caution.
"It is, you could call it a "Holy" relic if you may due to its ''Light" look." He says to which he sheathes, though Dumbledore did catch a glimpse of his two pistols and his other sword, though he shivered mentally at the red sword and pistol, they practically ooze Dark Magic and could very well end them all, perhaps he can petition Fudge to write up a law to confiscate them.
"Now then, what do you want which i ask again." He asks sternly.
"Right, well you are illegally setting up a camp on Hogwarts and we are here to ensure you pack away and move." Fudge says as he gets his demeanor back.
"Funny, I thought travellers were allowed to stay here, it has happened when Gypsies have been through here back during Hogwarts golden years." Paragon says.
"G...Gypsies have been here!?" Fudge asks in shock.
"Yes, and we fit the category of that rule since we are as you could say "Travellers" but we are stranded and will be here for the foreseeable future." He says.
"I'm afraid that unless i know you aren't a threat to the students I will have to ask you to leave." Dumbledore solemnly says.
"And if i don't? As you can see we have children in this camp." Paragon says gesturing to the ones eating and playing.
"Hem Hem! Then why do you have beasts mixed with them?" The toad asks pointing to the demon children and angel ones along with the other ones that aren't human.
"None of your business and i ask that you don't call them "Beasts" in my presence, unless you want me to reduce you to a tadpole Miss Toad." Paragon says making most of the group choke on that.
At that she screeches that even the soldiers wince at that.
"Aurors! Arrest him!" She screeches making the men a bit reluctant, they look outnumbered and the gear they have is powerful their fighting power is nothing to scoff at, eventually they decide to as they step forward wands out.
At that the guards make a move to take em out but a hand gesture from Paragon halts them to which he steps forward and cracks his knuckles making the Aurors twitch at that, this guy has the presence of a seasoned war veteran with the way he looks, his eyes are like falcons and by the looks of it can put them in the hospital for a month.
"Well? Who wishes to take me on? I won't guarantee I won't turn your bones to dust, my hands have broken more than human bones, in fact I'd say I can snap a dragon scale without problems." Paragon says, he isn't gloating in the slightest, rather he is telling them facts in a bid to get them to back off.
It worked as the Aurors step back and again once Paragon says forward, this continues until Paragon is next to a boulder to which he looks at and sees the Aurors shaking slightly.
"Perhaps a demonstration? See this boulder? If I manage to reduce it to rubble with a finger you will back off." Paragon says tapping on the boulder with no power.
The aurors look at him as if he is insane doubting he even has that much power but one nods though a bit scared.
At that nod he turns to the boulder and brings a closed hand next to it and before long he flicks his finger against it, 1 second later a multitude of cracks appear all over it before it shatters into a pile of rubble.
"Still wanna take me on?" He asks to which the Aurors scamper behind the group.
"That's some impressive power Mr Paragon." Dumbledore says looking at the boulder with worry.
"My own training has helped me in the long run, now if that is all i need to get a training regime for your "5th" champion." Paragon says.
"Wait, Mr Potter is here?!" Dumbledore asks in shock.
"Yes though he goes by Michael Vendril now, infact he is the one over there." Paragon says shooting a thumb to a rather handsome young boy garbed in what appears to be some battle robes and a strange device on his hand.
"Ah! Mr Potter! So Go-"
A crack is heard as an annoyed Paragon slammed his fist into Dumbledore's nose leaving it broken.
"Clearly you need to retire if your ears are that bad, he goes by Michael Vendril now oh and Mr Bagman." Paragon says looking to the supposed man.
"Y...Yes?" He asks in fear.
"Mr Vendril will be representing the Balance Forces and will be trained by me, the rules don't apply to me since i am a Commander than a Teacher, is that clear?" He asks tapping a finger on his arm.
"Yes sir!" Bagman says is fright, this guy actually scares him more than He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named!
"Just a second! Your not going anywhere!" A Voice shouts out as a man with specks and a birds nest of hair which is black appears who Paragon instantly recognizes as James Potter.
"Yes?" Paragon says while he puts a hand on Michael's shoulder when he noticed him tense at his ex-parent.
"My son will be coming home with me!" He orders.
"I'm afraid you lost the right to him years ago, Blood and Magic Disownment can do that to you, and Adoption is truly a wonderful thing." Paragon casually says making the man go red face.
"So you basically kidnapped him!? I'll bet you kidnapped all those other children too! Probably to exp-"
His sentence is cut short as a humongous presence fills the entire area making everyone drop to their knees except the soldiers and Michael who slightly winces.
"You think I kidnapped the boy!? When i was wandering during the fated night he ran to me in terror! He was covered in both bruises and cuts! The boy was running from his so called "Uncle!" and if his uncle didn't kill him then his Disownment would've, the interrogations his parents told me about of those vile creatures were so repulsive that Demon Lord Fear would torture them for YEARS and continue it until he feels satisified! Why I was tempted oh so tempted to give them to him, yet from what i hear from your cesspool of a mouth is biggoted lies! Your head is so full of pomposity it has choked any logic within your tiny brain!" Paragon snarls out as the ground cracks while his soldier's start to struggle.
Stomping over Paragon picks up a struggling James Potter who has gone ghost white all while the chains on the hem of his trench-coat open up slightly and the design on his clothes glows with his eyes glowing slightly.
"I witnessed many experiments and tortures by H.A.D.E.S, to me when I saw that young boy i was about to go Ballistic, when he was called a "Freak" for having magic I nearly went apocalyptic and almost came over just to end your pathetic "Light" family, I even witnessed mind controlled Children slaughter their families due to their own neglect, now if I catch you even an INCH near this camp I will personally kill you without remorse, DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR JAMES POTTER!?" Paragon bellows sending a small shockwave.
The very pale James Potter weakly nods before he is dropped like a sack of potatoes to the ground by Paragon.
"Good, any of you have any questions!?" Paragon asks to the rest.
He gets no response just shaking.
"Good, now scram!" He roars to which they do while James Potter somehow runs away holding his now nearly crushed throat.
The soldiers get up shakily with some grabbing onto nearby poles for support, in all their years they never seen this amount of anger from Commander Paragon, it seems that idiot triggered something in him.
"I'm going to go make your Training Regime Michael, be at the tent in 2 hours." Paragon sternly says.
"Y...Yes sir." Michael says with a gulp while shaking slightly.
At that Paragon walks off towards his tent in a bit of a foul mood, maybe he should pop by the Pub for a drink, a bit of Fire-Whiskey would settle his mood.
Lake - Between Hogwarts and The Camp.
2 Hours have passed and both Michael and Paragon are in the centre of the area near the lake.
"Alright Michael, we will be starting this training off rather basic, you know quite a few combat spells right?"
"Yea, I also know a few physical attacks since I can't rely on magical attacks." Michael nervously says.
"Good, I can teach you some of the other techniques, nothing very draining since your core is unable to sustain it, but i can teach you Elemental Armour." He says.
"Elemental Armour!? I was told i wouldn't be learning that till next year!" Michael shouts in disbelief.
"Well with the challenges you will be facing I figured you may as well learn how to bend the elements to protect you." He says.
"What Element am i going to learn for armour?" Michael asks with starry eyes.
"Well the first task will involve a dragon an-"
"A DRAGON!?" He shouts in shock with a look of fear on him.
"Yes, the element you are going to learn will be Fire, if the dragon breathes on you the fire will become yours and protect you from harm, I will also teach you Earth Armour which will give you the physical needs to guard against a dragons attacks and strengthen it to be harder than diamond." He says to which he channels his own magic and clumps of rock suddenly pull forward engulfing him before they melt and become a full set of Obsidian Armour with black plating.
"Whoa! Is that Obsidian!?" Michael asks as he taps and sure enough it is.
"Yes, to make this armour we would need to learn a 3rd element and that is water, but we will start with Fire, then Water and Finally Earth which can make this set of armour for combat." He says to which he dispels the armour and it crumbles to the ground in its base form.
"OK, so how are we going to do this?" Michael eagerly asks.
"We will need to have your body adapt to heat covering you, it's not a simple process and many trainees burn themselves on the first try, if your on fire i'll dunk you in the water behind me and we can try again." He says jabbing a thumb to the lake.
"What about its residents? I heard one of the soldiers mention Mer People." Michael says looking at the lake.
"Taken care off, i left the giant squid alone since it knew when to not pick a fight with me, i woulda left them alone but one of the demon children came over and did a little paddle with their feet which made the Mer People very angry, they attacked all at once so i just ended them there and now and they were part of the Second Task, not sure if it'll still continue but im curious of what Old Fart will use for the Second Task." He says.
"You seem to hate Dumbledore, why?" Michael asks.
"He's manipulative, think of him like a chess Player but he tends to sacrifice lower pawns if they help achieve his goals, he's also the ex-lover of a Dark Lord who will be saved momentarily since a man like that doesn't deserve his current residence, though he may fight it we have ways of rehabilitating people like him, as for why I loathe him, he's pretty much the one who created Voldemort for his own twisted way to gain more fame and his "Greater Good" which is a load of bullcrap." Paragon says.
"Won't he try to make things go his way?"
"Nope, i got enough dirt, information AND a Witness who can attest to my story that Dumbledore will be crucified, and killed mercilessly." Paragon blunty says making Michael shiver, call Paragon what you will but the guys ruthless when it comes to tyrants.
"Now, let's begin training, we will first start with Fire." Paragon says to which he stomps his foot and two portals open up next to him and Michael can feel such burning heat from them but from what he can see he just opened two Portals to two fiery planets.
"What planet's are they?" Michael asks.
"Ignis and Infernus, two Fire Giant Planets, almost as hot as the sun but the fire from them should be good for the training, in fact the Portal's are far enough away that its not turning this place into a sauna." He says.
"OK, now then focus your Magic, not into your Gauntlet but rather yourself, project an aura around your body as if it's like a coat or another layer of skin." He says to which michael nods and closes his eyes as he focuses.
'Bring out my Aura, Like a layer of skin ...layer of skin….' Michael thinks as a faint glow surrounds him while small pebbles shake.
"There we go, now calm your mind Michael, keep hold onto that feeling, then once you have a grasp release it when you have the hang of it." Paragon says.
Michael continues doing so but he eventually lets go as he breathes heavily with sweat running down him, using hi Magic like that isn't an easy task, he can see why he wouldn't be ready for it.
"Good, your a quick learner." Paragon comments to which he tosses a bottle of water to Michael who gladly catches it.
"It's not as easy as it looks, it's like I'm straining my muscles." He says panting as he takes a big gulp of water.
"Your exerting your Magic Core, the more you use the aura the less drain you'll put on your Core and eventually it will be as easy as breathing in a way." Paragon says.
After a few minutes for him to catch his breath they resume training.
Eventually after an hour Michael now has a solid blue aura surrounding his body with small pebbles floating near him to which Paragon gives a small clap.
"Brilliant! You sure are a fast learner indeed, most students take 1 - 6 days to learn Aura control." Paragon says with a smile.
Michael breathes heavily but with a faint smile at the praise.
"That'll be enough training for today, tomorrow we will start working on Element Armour Manipulation." He says to which Michael's eyes light up at that prospect.
"HEY!" A very arrogant voice says to which both men turn to see a boy who is a bit pudgy with the same black hair and horrible glasses and black eyes run up to them with a red haired freckled man and a girl with hair that looks as if it needs to be straightened.
"Yes?" Paragon asks with a voice of steel folding his arms while Michael looks confused but drinks some more water.
"What was that?" The pudgy boy says pointing to Michael.
"None of your business, now i ask that you be on your way to your next classes." Paragon says with a glare.
"Do you know who I am!? I am John Potter! The Boy-Who-Lived!" John arrogantly boasts making Michael freeze.
"Oh? Then how did you get such a "Magnificent" title?" Paragon asks quoting "Magnificent" which seems to have angered him.
"I beat You-Know-Who when i was a child!" John boasts with a smile.
"And what pray tell is his name?" Paragon asks making the group pale.
The group doesn't answer.
"Heh, some Hero, can't even speak the name of the one he vanquished, I can speak my enemies names without so much as stutter, even one that is very well and truly terrifying." Paragon says with a smirk.
"I'll show you! What's this so called "Terrifying" ones name!?" John yells red in the face.
"Yea! I'll bet John can defeat him instead!" The red headed one yells.
"If you must, though i suggest you don't insult him in the same sentence, his name is Demon Lord Fear." Paragon says while John's face screws up while Michael spit-takes, he knows damn well what happens if you insult Fear of all people in the same sentence as his name.
"Demon Lord Fear? What kind of name is that? It sounds like the guy is scared of himself! Why i bet he pisses himself when he hears his own name and when he sees his own reflection he screams like a little girl!" John insults unaware of a very big patch of clouds starts to form with red lightning striking the surrounding area.
"Umm John maybe you sho-" The bushy haired one gets cut off by the red haired one unfortunetly.
"Yea! And ill bet he merely wears armour to be intimidating! I'll bet he's a shrimp in that armour too and is pathetically weak!" The red Haired one shouts.
"Ronald!" She yells until she notices an opening in the sky, deciding to NOT be in the proximity of whatevers opening that she books it to the castle, she'd rather not be in range of whoevers angry.
As the two idiots continue insulting Fear they are totally unaware of a large figure behind them.
"I'll bet his powers are below a squib!" John says.
"Squib huh? That's a very new insult i haven't heard before." A Very deep and dark demonic voice says behind the two making them instantly pale and wet themselves.
"I warned you two as to what happens if you insult him, Fear doesn't take too kindly to insults like that as it's an invitation for a royal beating." Paragon chimes in while said demon violently cracks his knuckles making even the distant mountains shake.
"Yea and because your kids i will break half your bones but no internal injuries." Fear says with a menacing smile.
"Try not to kill them Fear." Paragon says to which he turns and gesturing to Michael they head back to camp.
"Now then i want to ask you one simple question." Fear asks a red aura coating him making the ground shake.
"Y...Yeah?" Ron/John ask.
"Can you scream like a banshee?" He asks to which he gives a brutal roar.
His answer was two boys screaming for the high heavens.
They were later admitted to the Medical Wing for 3 Weeks due to the extensive beating from a very pissed off Demon who took great pleasure in breaking their bones.
(Whew! All done, had to think up a few ways this would go but this was a more simpler way, but yea Michael's training has officially BEGUN! Also i will be making a SPECIAL chapter soon, it's not story related BUT it will allow me to answer any and all questions regarding the characters in this story so it'll be a little Q&A Chapter! If you want the question answered next chapter you'll have to leave a review on the Q&A Chapter and after a set amount of time i will post the Answers Chapter! Peace!)