C10

After eating breakfast, Fred and Gorge had rushed out of the great hall and up to the Gryffindor common room. They had left about 15 minutes after Hogwarts 2 new guests. This was an opportunity they could not pass up, to prank these new guests on one of the last days of school. Sure Professor McGonagall may tan their hides for it but Dumbledore was bound to see the joke behind it. And so now here they were carefully looking over the Marauders Map after their initial look over it did not find them. They only had about 10 minutes to look before the twins had to leave for class so they were doing as thorough a search as possible.

"I just don't know Fred," stated George as he started looking over the 7th floor, "You would think that name… like… those…" George trailed off his thoughts as his finger that he was using to trace along the halls landed on something he was not expecting and caused him to have a look of confusion. Fred, seeing this, looked at where his brother was pointing and his eyes went wide. There on the map were 2 names about half way down one of the side halls on the 7th floor. Or one name and what was supposed to be a name but only appeared as a series of intersecting lines and small triangles like nothing either boy has seen. However it was not these lines that had the boys attention but the name they saw. There, on the map was the name of someone that everyone had hoped to see under the sorting hat last year.

Harry Potter

The boys looked at each other, eyes wide at what they saw. However as they were looking away, they both missed the other possible name disappearing off of the map. "We have to go find him," Stated Fred, his eyes wide with wonder and excitement.

"What!" replied George, "Mom is already furious at the school for what happened to Ginny, if we miss even a single final she'll turn on us and we won't be allowed out of The Burrow until the next time we have to board the express. Look," George gestured at the map where Harry's name could be seen pacing along the hall, not noticing that the second name had disappeared, "He is just pacing back and forth for some reason. We can bring the map with us and look for him in between classes then when our last one is finished up at 2:30 we can go and find him, sound good?"

Fred nodded at the idea, a grin across his face. The day could not go fast enough for him. Neither twin could not wait to meet and speak to THE Harry Potter.


Hermione was in shock during breakfast. As she sat talking with Ron, Dumbledore had walked in with some new guests. The man she saw seemed uninteresting, just someone you'd pass on the street without a second thought but the other one has held her attention all day. Not only did he seem to wear a heavy red robe but he seemed to have all kinds of technological bits with him. His eyes glowed a bright green, a pale blue weapon of some type held at his side and a large staff or axe he carried with him in a fully metal hand. He walked like someone in the military and if his title of General was anything, the young girl assumed he was. Though from what she could remember from the news at home, what he has seemed even more advanced than even the Americans had. She wanted to see what all he had, and to know how it all worked. It was common knowledge that no modern muggle electronics functioned around magic. Maybe he can bring change to the magical world, bring it from the 1300s.

Due to her being petrified by the basilisk she had been exempt from the final exams of the year, despite her begging to do them. Though this gave her time to wander the halls for the mysterious General and the man he was following. She began walking all around, thinking of anywhere they could be so she could talk to the man even though the headmaster had told her not to bother them. But wanting to help the magical world wasn't a bother, was it?

She had wandered for a couple of hours now, from time to time calling a house elf for water or a snack as much as she hated that they were treated like slaves. Perhaps the man could even help with that. She had just made it to the 7th floor when she heard somewhere the thump-thump-thump of feet and a staff hitting the stone ground at a rhythmic and constant beat. She walked to it, trying to be quiet so as to not get caught. Dumbledore had told her specifically not to bother the two but the young witch just couldn't help herself.

It took her almost 45 minutes to get close to the source of the sound due to the size of the castle. There at the far end of a hall, she saw the red-robed man turned away from here, all sorts of bits of metals and wires coming off of him and a large glowing thing on his back. And there by a door, was that a skull? Was he a necromancer, a dark wizard? She was peeking around the corner of a wall and jumped when he spoke, his voice like someone speaking through disused speakers. "You can come out child. I have heard you walk around this floor for the last 10 minutes."

Slowly she walked out with her head held down as Vitaetus turned and marched towards her. He stopped a couple of feet away and looked down at the bushy-haired girl. "This is a…" Vitaetus paused for a moment making sure the word was a proper translation from high gothic "school is it not? You should be in classes learning to do your duty to Humanity and The Omnissiah. What's more, your headmaster requested that none disturb my lord of I"."

Hermione looked up into the darkened hood, at the green lights, wondering what was under the red hood. "I am sorry sir. I was exempted from my finals due to being petrified by the basilisk. I was wanting to see you. I have so many questions. I want to know how your technology works here, it's common knowledge that muggle machines don't work around magic. Are you in the military? Headmaster Dumbledore said you were a general. And your lord? Is he like royalty or something? Maybe related to Queen Elizabeth? WIll you help bring the magical world up for the dark ages?"

Vitaetus would look at her for a moment, debating whether to just send her away or entertain the child with an answer she couldn't understand. On one hand, he wished to simply be left alone to figure out just what all he was going to do, he had a whole society to build and needed a plan, but on the other, Vitaetus own mentor had said that when he had first been found, he showed curiosity and a need to understand just as this girl was. Perhaps he should answer a few of her questions to gauge her? Maybe she could in time be trained in the ways of the machine and be brought into the Cult alongside him to guide humanity in The Omnissiah's vision.

He turned and walked back to stand outside his lord room, the servo skull buzzing in a circle near the ceiling while the child followed. He looks up at the ceiling upon hearing that she followed and would say in Lingua-Technis "Omnissiah give me patience with this child" He hadn't seen the girl cover her ears when he spoke, the various high and low pitched noises not normal for a human to hear. He then turned his head to her and spoke in English again.

"If I answer your question will you leave me to guard my lord while he rests?" Receiving a nod, he leaned his axe against the wall and made the sign of the cog before answering. "For your easiest question, yes and no. I am a military leader, the highest-ranking of my people but more than that, I am also a religious leader. A priest to spread the word of The Machine God and leader of the Cult Mechanicus. My lord, The Omnissiah or Revelation is the living embodiment of The Machine God. He is the guardian of humanity and the greatest psyker of all time. We all owe everything to Him."

He would pause for a moment before continuing "I know not who this Queen is but it is possible and more likely she would be related to Him. He is the oldest and greatest man on the planet and shall only get more grand as time goes on. And the machines gifted to me from The Omnissiah work because I keep the machine spirits appeased and safeguarded from the energy of the warp. As for helping your primitive world," Vitaetus' would pause and look around with disgust on his face," I am not even sure that is possible. It doesn't even look as though you have an understanding of steel, let alone robotics, basic electricity production or the thousands of other fields I shall have to create before I even begin construction of a proper forge to provide coigitators, cybernetic implants, las weapons, farming tools and the millions of other required things to help this planet."

Hermione looked at the cyborg in confusion. He was speaking as though the entire planet was as backwards as the wizarding world, that everyone lived as the wizards do. "What do you mean primitive? Sure the magical world is a few hundred years behind but you don't think the whole world is like this do you? Out in the muggle world they have computers, metal working, power and all that. Have you only seen the castle?"

Vityaetus' eyes glowed bright at hearing this, so there was basic technology that he could use to build proper and blessed machines. This had Vitaetus as excited as his cyborg brain could be. He could get to work right away when he gets to civilization. Though before he could ask any more questions, the young witch began speaking again. "Anyway, what was that shrieking noise? It was not pleasant. And a cult? But that's just wrong, they always lead to nothing but death and suffering for those who join. Also a god of machines, and machines having a spirit? That is just preposterous, machines are simply tools, nothing more. Like that backpack you are wearing, it is just a machine. THough i do wonder why it glows like that? Also, why would I owe your lord anything? I have never seen him in my life and he has done nothing for me."

Vitaetus would shake his head, normally if he found someone saying such he would simply kill them and send them off to a corpse starch factory but sadly couldn't. He had been ordered not to, "Be grateful that it is I who showed up here. Many Magos I know would have sent you away for asking so many questions and more would've killed you for speaking such blasphemous words. You know not for what you speak. The Cult Mechanicus is nothing like any savage cults you would have today, we are not here to mindlessly follow and kill. The Cult Mechanicus is to find and safeguard the knowledge of the ancients, the knowledge The Machine God bestowed onto Humanity. We are creators, not destroyers. The Cult Mechanicus is an order of scientists, builders, scholars and more." a pause.

"And I would not be so quick to denounce the existence of The Machine have and all have seen the light. Have you ever been working with a machine that stops then you speak, yell at or hit it and it starts working again? That is because the machine spirit, the motive force bestowed into all things, was appeased or cowed into working once more. I would not expect your primitive society to understand. But in time you shall all learn to respect and understand the machine, and some may even join me in truly understanding them. Gain knowledge of the universe you couldn't imagine." his head looked up in an almost happy manner before returning his gaze to the girl.

"As for that shrieking as you called it is a different language, one only I am currently able to speak and you shall know no more as it is a holy language. As for my lord, trust me you owe him. Just because you have not seen him work doesn't mean he did not keep you safe. Even now he is doing such. Have you ever seen your neurons fire within your brain? No, but it still happens and is something you should be grateful for, just as he works to keep us all safe. You may not see it but it is happening."

He began to draw his explanations and reprimands to a close, his mind still focused on the fact that this world had some hope for it in the near future, "As for the machine I carry, it is an Mk. 487M39 cold plasma fusion reactor used to provide Motive Force to my internal and external bionics. Now that is all of your questions, I ask that you leave." Vitaetus would then stand in front of the door to the Room of Requirements, staring at the painting across from him.

Hermonie would open her mouth to ask more questions but would close it and nod her head, turning and walking down the hall to think over what little she was told. As she was nearing the end of the hall, Vitaetus spoke up once more. Hermione turned around to see him staring at her. "Two last things Ms. Granger, send some of those slave-daemon things with the floppy ears with parchment and a pen."

He spoke in a lighter tone, "And keep being inquisitive and wishing to understand. I was the same growing up. You are naive as to the true nature of the universe now but in time may come to learn. However, remember for the future it is important to only ask a single question at a time in the future, not dozens at once. Many instructors and priests I knew would ignore all but the last question. Consider yourself lucky I answered all of your questions." With this said, Vitaetus would turn his head away, ignoring her. Hermonie for her part would simply nod at him before leaving to find a house-elf, happy that he had complimented her for wanting to know more, she thought he did at least. Vitaetus however, his mind was on the future. If he was going to help Holly Terra regain its place in the stars, he had to begin with the Treaty of Olympus Mons to make his help and technology official.


Revelation for his part was quiet in the room after he entered it. It was a good size and he would feel warp energy flowing all around it, ready to change it into anything that was willed. Glancing at the bed, he willed the energy to change it to something more comfortable for him before sitting and looking through the pad he was given. He didn't immediately look at the world but backed out to look over what was on the pad. He was shocked at just how fast and responsive it was. He found one tab labeled setting and decided to look at its specifications compared to what was currently available.

He didn't know whether to be surprised or not. He knew it would be better but wasn't sure how much better. From what Vitaetus said, the device had some sort of quantum processor with yottabytes of memory that was almost half full. Backing out he looked over the various things on it. He found various notes from the expedition Vitaetus said he went on, technical designs, a letter from one Harvel Cogblade that he chose not to open, and many other things he couldn't place. Finding his way back to the list on Necron planets, he looked over the hundreds and hundreds and picked one farthest from the earth.

Delving his mind into the warp, he sent out a psychic call for the Eldar gods, specifically Khaine. Sure all the Eldar gods were powerful, but Khaine was the god of war and would know just what to do with the information. After some time the being would appear with an annoyed look on its face. "This had better be important Revelation, there was a good fight with some Orkz under a new and upcoming warboss that you pulled me away from."

Revelation would shake his head. He did not like talking to Khaine at the best of times. With him it was always war this and fighting that but for taking out a Necron tomb world, he would be by far the best. "Then I shall make this fast. I'm willing to trade you the locations of Necron worlds for some of your technology designs."

Khaine would narrow his eyes. His kind had been looking for them for millions of years and Revelation just knew of them? "Orkpiss you do. There is no way in the warp that you know the location of a single Necron world. I don't even know why Isha told you about them. Your species hasn't even set foot on another planet in your solar system."

This would just make Revelation shake his head. He would send over the mental location of the world farthest from Earth while speaking. "I take it you all felt the huge breach in the warp just a day ago?" He received a nod "Well let us just say that caused me to receive some information from it and this was one of the things I managed to glean. If you don't believe me just say so and I'll leave but if there is even a hint that you think I may be telling the truth then send a fleet to that world."

Khaine would snort but send out a vision to a farseer to scout out the world Revelation told him about. The two sat there for a moment in silence, the warp moving around them. Khaine eventually spoke up, the nature of the warp allowing him to know what had happened in the years after he had let the farseer know. "Well, it seems you are right. A full tomb world was discovered. You said you wanted to trade? How many world locations and for what?" Khaine was willing to give almost anything for his kind to finally destroy their ancient enemy.

"I have the location of nearly 1000 worlds. Due to the vast amount of data, I will only give it over in person. For it, I want designs and working examples of your hologram technology, the basic knowledge on how to construct, use and maintain Webway portals as well as to be taught how to make wraithbone. Is this a fair trade to you?" When he did not receive an answer beyond Khaine pacing in thought, Revelation sighed in frustration before turning to leave. "If you agree then have a single ship appear over Earth in 1 week's time. I will send out a psychic beacon for them to meet me if you decide my terms are acceptable. Take your time to think it over, I will be waiting to see if they show up. I know I ask for a lot but I am offering more to you and only asking for what you already have or can make much more of." With his demands stated, Revelation would return to his body and lay down in the bed, wondering if the Eldar will actually show up or not.