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World of Darkness
Chapter 5 Darkness Banished
(A/N Just to let you all know. I am currently in search for a beta for this and my other story. If anyone is interested in either, you can leave me a message in a review or email. Thanks)
For two days now a private search party had scoured the streets of Surrey. They had invoked great magic's to find the one they searched for. Specialists had been brought in to scry for their lost query, yet still no sign had been found. They had not yet revealed to the public that they had lost the young light of the wizarding world in hopes of recovering their mistake. Upon interrogation under truth inducing potions, a chilling tale of abuse and neglect emerged from the boy's guardians. It became common belief that the boy's magic had emerged to protect him, and it was not controlled magic as previously believed. The searchers had decided that after seeing what he had done he ran in fear of punishment. Upon hearing reports of a runaway child matching Harry's description to the north, they planned to move the search further in that direction. That is all the searchers except one. One old man and those who followed him planned to stay in Surrey. He had worked ancient magic that reported the child's location to still be within the surrounding area of Surrey. Something was blocking them from getting a exact location, but they were certain he was still in the area.
The magic the boy had performed was another matter. The old man did not believe it was accidental, and if it was at first, it wasn't any longer. The type of magic was vexing, he simply could not find mention of anything that matched it's description. However, based on the description he had formulated a way to subdue the frightened child. He was obviously scarred after what he had been subjected to, and now that he could defend himself he would lash out rather then be taken back to the Dursley's.
They were unsure of how long they would have to wait in Surrey, but the old man was confident to the boy's location. Throughout the night they tirelessly went over their plans. Torpor overtook the group as the night reached it's apex, yet they still waited. Their efforts were not in vain, soon the boys location became clearer. They had work to do, tonight they were going Harry hunting.
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"Wake up Shade!" Fiona nudged Harry to jostle him from his ecstasy induced slumber. The new feelings that had awoken in him simmered beneath the surface like a pressure cooker.
"If you sleep the night away what will you do in the daytime?" Harry stirred and pushed himself out of the chair he had been sitting in. His body had become used to the change and he felt quite refreshed from the brief nap.
"I'd probably sleep through that as well." He answered her honestly, and he was rewarded with a dry chuckle for his efforts.
"Unfortunately we have to much to do tonight. We have to teach you to control the magic and then I planned for us to go for a little walk into the city." Harry wiped sleep from his eyes, and stretched his arms to relieve the kink in them. He reminded himself that it wasn't very fun to snooze in a chair. It tended to leave you terribly sore, but after living in a cupboard these chairs could be considered a pillow of feathers to him.
"OK, where do we start?" Fiona took a seat and faced the standing Harry. This wouldn't be easy to explain, vampires naturally knew how to control their magic. Yet now she was forced to explain something that everyone just took for granted and she was having trouble doing so. It was like trying to teach someone to breath, you can't really explain it, you just do it.
"Very well, we will start with something that should be natural to your body. Now that you can manipulate the magic in your blood it should be automatic. Perhaps by feeling the way it works on it's own you will be more capable of controlling it when you want to." Fiona reached into a pocket in her dress and withdrew a long dagger. It had a ruby encrusted hilt and the blade sparkled of pure silver. The dim firelight caught the edge of the blade and reflected the light towards Harry.
"What's that for?" Harry began to feel a bit uncomfortable with the vampire. Perhaps this wasn't such a good idea, he could still leave now. Just jump in the shadows and escape into the night. However she did give him her word.
"If you trust me Shade, stick out you hand. It will only hurt a moment, but it is necessary for you to feel the way the magic works." Was she entirely mad, did she actually expect him to stick out his hand and let her cut him. She had to be raving mad, completely out of her mind, to expect him to go along with this. Yet he couldn't help but want to trust her. Perhaps it was his more naïve side that made him want to trust everyone. He had felt her thankfulness in his mind, she couldn't really want to hurt him. So, slowly he reached his hand out to her. His palm facing upward as she lowered the razor sharp blade to his pale skin. Then pain coursed through his hand and tears welled in his eyes. He wanted to be strong, but it felt like someone had set his hand into the burning fires of a volcano. After a moment the burning sensation abated to a tingling feeling. It felt like someone was tickling him on the inside. Harry looked down at his hand for the first time and watched in horror as blood welled from the deep cut. It ran to the tips of his fingers and feel to the floor like a rain shower. His horror turned to amazement when the tissue in his hand began to knit back together. New epidermal layers formed before his eyes leaving only a layer of pink new skin behind. He wiped the blood away from where he previously had a wound to find no evidence of ever being damaged.
"Wow" It sounded stupid but it was the only thing he could say at the moment. Fiona seemed to understand his lack of words to express the situation and moved on to continue the lesson.
"In time you will be able to control that process. As you get older your ability to manipulate the blood magic will develop as well. For now we will focus on some of the other aspects of the magic. However we could use a change of venue, perhaps we should go to town and see if we can't find some practical applications to these skills." Fiona drew a cloth handkerchief from her dress and handed it to Harry. He wiped the blood from his hand, still marveling at the painless section of skin where the cut had been. When he realized that they were going for a bit of a field trip his eyes lit up.
"The elder doesn't want you going through the cave, you are to meet me in the clearing where we first met. From there we will move to the city." This brought a opportunity for Harry to try something he hadn't been able to try yet. He put on his best pleading face, though he didn't think the vampire would care, and asked in his most innocent voice.
"Could I possibly take us both to the clearing, I haven't gotten to try to take someone with me yet?" He brought out his now golden puppy dog eyes, which didn't seem natural at all, and looked directly at Fiona. After living so long Fiona was entitled to a brief moment of stupidity and she used it now. She nodded her head and watched as Harry gained a intense look of concentration. The world went dark around her and she began to get a vague sense of movement. Harry enfolded the shadows around himself and Fiona and slipped into the shadow void. It was a bit awkward drawing someone else into the void with him, but he kept his concentration. Time was irrelevant in the shadow void, a year could pass in it while a second ticked by outside it. So, it took somewhere between a eternity and a millisecond to travel to the clearing. Harry slid out of the shadow void and landed in the clearing where he had meet Fiona the night before. He drew the shadows away, and after a moment to regain all her faculties Fiona spoke to him.
"That was interesting." The age old vampire could think of no other word to describe that method of travel. She motioned to the forest and then ran in the direction of the town. Harry leaped from shadow to shadow following her. She still couldn't get over the way his form just faded away and reappeared somewhere else. Hopefully the boy would be able to run on the way back. It would be good practice for him.
She stopped on the outskirts of town next to a fast food restaurant. It wouldn't due to attract attention, for a vampires existence depends on being unnoticed. She spied a fat Muggle walk out of the restaurant and turn down a alley a street over.
"Come Shade, it's time for another lesson." Harry obediently followed her past the restaurant and into the alley. Fiona strode with long strides and moved at a speed beyond a normal humans walk. Harry had to run just to keep up with her, even though it didn't appear she was exerting anymore energy than anyone else around her.
Once in the alley Fiona dropped all pretense of normalcy and jumped into the air to block off the Muggles path. The man dropped the Hamburger he was eating and took a step back. However Fiona was already on him. Her hand grasped his throat and pressed him against the wall.
"Stop, what are you doing Fiona?" Fiona turned a cold eye on Harry which sent shivers up his spine. In a flash Harry realized just how lethal a vampire could be.
"What does it look like I'm doing? I am about to feed, I told you how important it was for vampires to take new blood." In reality this was a lie, she had feed back at the cave a few hours ago. She had other plans for this man, and he would serve a valuable lesson for the boy. He would learn something about life, and hopefully about the new gifts she had given him.
"But you can't kill him, it's wrong." Fiona adopted a slightly annoyed look on her usually emotionless face.
"Wrong you say, but didn't this man just partake in the killing of life just moment's ago. That wasn't wrong, so why is this?" Harry looked at the meat that had fallen to the ground and understood what she was talking about.
"That's different, a cow is much different than killing a human being." Harry was on the verge of tears, he didn't want her to kill this man who had done nothing.
"So the cow wanted to die? It didn't struggle when it's life was taken? And I do mean taken, the cow did not just roll over and die." This was getting him nowhere so Harry decided to change his tactics in persuading the vampire.
"But cow's are just food, and this man didn't kill it, he just ate it." Harry argued his new strategy. Later he would realize that arguing with a vampire was pointless.
"To me, he is just food. Would it be better if just one vampire killed thousands of humans and brought the blood for the rest of us?" Harry realized that the vampire was perfectly correct in her assessment, the acts were one in the same. However he still couldn't allow the man to just die.
"No, that would be wrong as well." Harry could think of no other arguments to use. It just seemed wrong to him, though he couldn't put why into words.
"If anything, me feeding on him isn't as wrong as him eating the hamburger." Harry couldn't understand how she was getting to that conclusion. Seeing the puzzled look on his face Fiona continued to explain.
"Well, I must feed on blood to live. I cannot get away from that. It is the magic in the blood that keeps me going. However this man does not have to kill. He could exist on eating other foods, he has a wide variety of possible choices. Yet he chooses to kill simply because he prefers the taste. So tell me who is more evil. Me for doing what I must to live, or him, for killing simply because he prefers the taste?" When she put it that way, the man did seem to be wrong. It didn't change the fact that he didn't want to see him die, but it did make him consider whether killing was right or not. When he thought of the animal kingdom he realized that there was always predator and prey. It was a fact of life and had to be observed.
"I can tell you don't want me to kill him, so I will make you a offer. If you feed on some of his blood, we will leave him live. I will simply exert my mind over his and force him to forget what happened." Harry definitely didn't want to drink some of his blood. However if it meant the man would live then it could be okay. Harry came to the conclusion that he would do it to save the mans life. He nodded to Fiona and she drew the knife once more. She slid it over his arm and ripped into the blood beneath the skin. It flowed down his arm like a natural mountain stream and Harry couldn't help but want to vomit over what he was about to do. Fiona motioned for him to drink and he approached the man once more. Somewhere in the course of their conversation the man had passed out and now was hanging limply from Fionas' hand. Harry took the mans limp arm and leaned in over the cut. He shuddered as he let his lips cover the wound, and took the first of the blood into his mouth. The thick liquid coated his mouth and had a distinctively metallic taste that made Harry want to pull away. This slight revulsion was short lived, as the blood played on his pallet it began to tingle. A numbing sensation filled his mouth and he could feel the tingle spread down into his heart before being sent throughout his body. Harry had to remind himself how disturbing this act was, because he was beginning to like it. This only served to disgust him even farther, yet still he sucked at the wound harder. Though he did not have fangs he was tempted to bite down and draw more of the fluid into his mouth. Horror struck at his own thoughts, Harry pulled himself away from the mans arm. Looking at the blood soaked arm he was disturbed to find that he had bite the man in the ecstasy of the moment prior.
The important thing was that the man was still alive. Harry turned and began to leave the alley, wiping the blood from his lips as he went. He didn't notice Fiona tear the unconscious mans throat out before she followed him. The mans life blood flowed from his neck and he would never wake again. It would make a startling discovery for whoever next walked down the alley.
"Did you feel the magic in you as you drank?" Harry didn't want to think about what he had done, but he nodded none the less.
"Good, then that is what you must focus on. The feeling of the magic in you, focus on the feeling and force it to strengthen you. Let the feeling flood you limbs, giving you strength. Focus it to your heart to give you energy. As you get older you will be able to strengthen your magic through it as well. For now you will only be able to work it physically in your body." Harry simply nodded and the two made there way through the town. A third figure approached Harry and Fiona. Harry was surprised to find that he recognized this person as the vampire Taylor. He spoke quickly to them in low tones.
"Something is wrong, I think your being watched." Fiona had assigned Taylor to watching over this little journey. She didn't want him to have direct contact with Harry, yet she needed someone there as well.
"Where?" Fiona did not let her gaze search the streets. She didn't want to alert anyone to their knowledge.
"We should bring the human away, the elder would be most displeased if something happened to him." Fiona shook her head, she knew that the boy could take care of himself.
"No, lets go into that building. We will confront our followers." She pointed at a old warehouse. It was large and the windows were painted black to allow no light to enter. This would be the perfect place for them to strike.
Harry was nervous, yet he choose not to show it. Instead he just followed the vampires across the street to the door of the warehouse. The door was unlocked and the three of them entered into the warehouse. Upon entry they became aware that this may not have bee a good idea. The warehouse was completely empty, nothing to hide behind. Yet Fiona was aware of strange smells on the air. Her magic enhanced senses told her that they were not alone. Immediately she turned towards the door and attempted to rip it open. She was even more surprised to find that the door they had entered through was gone. Someone shouted 'NOW' and brilliant lights lit up the interior. The Vampires and Harry were startled at the sudden change in lighting. They were even more surprised when seven figures appeared out of nowhere. Harry attempted to draw shadows to protect himself, but found that he couldn't. There was to little darkness in the warehouse to draw on. The lights blotted out all hope of escape into the void and left Harry defenseless to there attackers.
Now he got his first good look at the people who had ambushed him. They wore long robes and carried sticks, which Harry was beginning to think must be wands like in Dudleys' fairy tale books. Fiona and Taylor sprang into action before the attackers could gain the upper hand. They seemed surprised at the speed the two vampires were moving, and quickly moved to defend themselves from the new threat. Colored lights flashed as the attackers waved there sticks at Fiona. She broke off her attack in favor of dodging the lights, however not before she landed a punch that sent a man with black hair and a crocked nose flying across the room. The man got back to his feet and continued to shoot at Fiona. While Fiona tried valiantly to distract their attackers, Taylor was pounding his fists into a wall. One of the men in robes stood behind a rather stern looking woman and began to chant. The walls began to glow, and Taylors' fists no longer fists made indentations on the metallic surface. Harry saw one of the lights strike Fiona and she screamed in pain, yet she continued her attacks and feints.
Taylor turned to Harry and shouted for him to do something, but Harry was unsure what to do. He knew that whatever was preventing their escape had to do with that old man. So mustering his courage Harry charged at the group who were attacking Fiona. The man with the crocked nose sent a shot of red light at him when he noticed. Harry felt the tingling sensation well up inside him and he forced it throughout his body. The resulting feeling of strength was like nothing Harry had ever felt before. He could easily dodge the red light, then he leaped into the air. He was surprised that he flew thirty feet up before coming back down at the old man. Seeing the child charging him, the old man stopped his chant to get out of the way. Finding his chance, Taylor pounded with all his unnatural strength on the wall. The metal tore free and a panel fell away. Taylor shouted his triumph and Harry and Fiona moved with unnatural speed towards the exit.
The crocked nose man and the stern woman went to follow but the old man raised his hand and called them to a halt.
"Wait!" He cried in a authoritative voice that commanded respect.
"But sir, shouldn't we go after him while we have the chance?" The old man stood silent for a moment before shaking his head. A odd sparkle was in his eyes, and he spoke with a much softer voice to the six others around him.
"There is no need. We now know where he is going. He is with the vampires of this region. Though I do not know how he could move like them, I do know they have not harmed him. We will go and retrieve the boy, but we will need more help before we storm the vampires stronghold. For now we will tend to our injuries and begin to prepare for our next attack." The seven disappeared with a pop and darkness returned to the place it had been forced from.
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darkhaven: Thanks, just to let you know Harry won't become that powerful. I really can't stand writing Mary Sue. They just get to predictable. I do have plans and this wont be a short fic, or one sided where Harry can just blow up the bad guys. Or good guys depending on when and how you look at it. As for How Harry will adjust. As you can see from this chapter, Harry's adventures are just beginning. Though he is with vampires now, it may not stay that way before Hogwarts. Though several will remain here and there. Harry's adaptation to the magical society will be difficult. Especially with some of the lessons of life he is learning now. It may shade him a bit, but above all he is still just getting to see the real world around him. I appreciate your review and your thoughts.
Zoot Vampiric: Thanks, I have greatly considered Harry and aging. He will be aging but there is a while before we get to that point. As he is not in school yet I am not obligated by the classical ending of the adventure at the end of the year. So, I can run my timeline a bit differently. As I get further into the fic, more time will be elapsing in the chapters. But right now there is just to much to cover. He will be at Hogwarts, though maybe not by choice at some point and Voldye will have a role. I just like to wrap up what I have now before I through him in. I don't want to just give Harry a power without some type of story to go along with it. But once more, things will be picking up pace in the next three chapters. Especially because one chapter is a good size battle.
Blood Red Sword: Thanks, I really want to spend time focusing how Harry is growing up as well as going on this adventure. He'll definitely have interesting stories of where he got his morals latter in life.
Tom: Yeah, I do plan to do that at some point. But I'm sticking with the old rule of Vampires that with age comes power. I'm applying that a bit to Harry in this department as well. When he gets older his power will mature as well. Oh and I couldn't find it in a dictionary but I still find it a cool word. I read the first book in that series and It seems to have and interesting plot. I'm almost done with the second and I'll tell you what I think when I finish it.
BlackDragon: Thank you very much, as always I appreciate the review.
Joe: Always glad to have a reader. Thanks for the review. Yes at some point Harry will reach Hogwarts.
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Zeonreborn: Necrophilia, ewwww! And a extra ew. I've haven't gotten to reading her yet, though she is on the top of my list. Which is the best one to start with? Anyway, yes Harry will meet Ron and Hermione. Probably Ron before Hermione because of the whole muggle born thing. That would be a shock for her. As for what would they think when he breaks out the scary. We'll have to see when we get there. As for the Vampires having a soul, I've always read that its a demon soul as well. It's kind of a really foggy issue. Do you think that the good soul passes on and the human soul really has no link to the vampire at all. Or maybe the vampire contorts the human soul until it is lost and turned into a demon soul. I appreciate the conversation and the review.
Suspect: I'm kinda keeping it as both. I just think that Vampires may get something different out of it then some of the more common uses because they all live off it. But yes, I agree that Wizards can control it to a extent and use it to increase their power. Thanks for the review!
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World of Darkness
Chapter 5 Darkness Banished
(A/N Just to let you all know. I am currently in search for a beta for this and my other story. If anyone is interested in either, you can leave me a message in a review or email. Thanks)
For two days now a private search party had scoured the streets of Surrey. They had invoked great magic's to find the one they searched for. Specialists had been brought in to scry for their lost query, yet still no sign had been found. They had not yet revealed to the public that they had lost the young light of the wizarding world in hopes of recovering their mistake. Upon interrogation under truth inducing potions, a chilling tale of abuse and neglect emerged from the boy's guardians. It became common belief that the boy's magic had emerged to protect him, and it was not controlled magic as previously believed. The searchers had decided that after seeing what he had done he ran in fear of punishment. Upon hearing reports of a runaway child matching Harry's description to the north, they planned to move the search further in that direction. That is all the searchers except one. One old man and those who followed him planned to stay in Surrey. He had worked ancient magic that reported the child's location to still be within the surrounding area of Surrey. Something was blocking them from getting a exact location, but they were certain he was still in the area.
The magic the boy had performed was another matter. The old man did not believe it was accidental, and if it was at first, it wasn't any longer. The type of magic was vexing, he simply could not find mention of anything that matched it's description. However, based on the description he had formulated a way to subdue the frightened child. He was obviously scarred after what he had been subjected to, and now that he could defend himself he would lash out rather then be taken back to the Dursley's.
They were unsure of how long they would have to wait in Surrey, but the old man was confident to the boy's location. Throughout the night they tirelessly went over their plans. Torpor overtook the group as the night reached it's apex, yet they still waited. Their efforts were not in vain, soon the boys location became clearer. They had work to do, tonight they were going Harry hunting.
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"Wake up Shade!" Fiona nudged Harry to jostle him from his ecstasy induced slumber. The new feelings that had awoken in him simmered beneath the surface like a pressure cooker.
"If you sleep the night away what will you do in the daytime?" Harry stirred and pushed himself out of the chair he had been sitting in. His body had become used to the change and he felt quite refreshed from the brief nap.
"I'd probably sleep through that as well." He answered her honestly, and he was rewarded with a dry chuckle for his efforts.
"Unfortunately we have to much to do tonight. We have to teach you to control the magic and then I planned for us to go for a little walk into the city." Harry wiped sleep from his eyes, and stretched his arms to relieve the kink in them. He reminded himself that it wasn't very fun to snooze in a chair. It tended to leave you terribly sore, but after living in a cupboard these chairs could be considered a pillow of feathers to him.
"OK, where do we start?" Fiona took a seat and faced the standing Harry. This wouldn't be easy to explain, vampires naturally knew how to control their magic. Yet now she was forced to explain something that everyone just took for granted and she was having trouble doing so. It was like trying to teach someone to breath, you can't really explain it, you just do it.
"Very well, we will start with something that should be natural to your body. Now that you can manipulate the magic in your blood it should be automatic. Perhaps by feeling the way it works on it's own you will be more capable of controlling it when you want to." Fiona reached into a pocket in her dress and withdrew a long dagger. It had a ruby encrusted hilt and the blade sparkled of pure silver. The dim firelight caught the edge of the blade and reflected the light towards Harry.
"What's that for?" Harry began to feel a bit uncomfortable with the vampire. Perhaps this wasn't such a good idea, he could still leave now. Just jump in the shadows and escape into the night. However she did give him her word.
"If you trust me Shade, stick out you hand. It will only hurt a moment, but it is necessary for you to feel the way the magic works." Was she entirely mad, did she actually expect him to stick out his hand and let her cut him. She had to be raving mad, completely out of her mind, to expect him to go along with this. Yet he couldn't help but want to trust her. Perhaps it was his more naïve side that made him want to trust everyone. He had felt her thankfulness in his mind, she couldn't really want to hurt him. So, slowly he reached his hand out to her. His palm facing upward as she lowered the razor sharp blade to his pale skin. Then pain coursed through his hand and tears welled in his eyes. He wanted to be strong, but it felt like someone had set his hand into the burning fires of a volcano. After a moment the burning sensation abated to a tingling feeling. It felt like someone was tickling him on the inside. Harry looked down at his hand for the first time and watched in horror as blood welled from the deep cut. It ran to the tips of his fingers and feel to the floor like a rain shower. His horror turned to amazement when the tissue in his hand began to knit back together. New epidermal layers formed before his eyes leaving only a layer of pink new skin behind. He wiped the blood away from where he previously had a wound to find no evidence of ever being damaged.
"Wow" It sounded stupid but it was the only thing he could say at the moment. Fiona seemed to understand his lack of words to express the situation and moved on to continue the lesson.
"In time you will be able to control that process. As you get older your ability to manipulate the blood magic will develop as well. For now we will focus on some of the other aspects of the magic. However we could use a change of venue, perhaps we should go to town and see if we can't find some practical applications to these skills." Fiona drew a cloth handkerchief from her dress and handed it to Harry. He wiped the blood from his hand, still marveling at the painless section of skin where the cut had been. When he realized that they were going for a bit of a field trip his eyes lit up.
"The elder doesn't want you going through the cave, you are to meet me in the clearing where we first met. From there we will move to the city." This brought a opportunity for Harry to try something he hadn't been able to try yet. He put on his best pleading face, though he didn't think the vampire would care, and asked in his most innocent voice.
"Could I possibly take us both to the clearing, I haven't gotten to try to take someone with me yet?" He brought out his now golden puppy dog eyes, which didn't seem natural at all, and looked directly at Fiona. After living so long Fiona was entitled to a brief moment of stupidity and she used it now. She nodded her head and watched as Harry gained a intense look of concentration. The world went dark around her and she began to get a vague sense of movement. Harry enfolded the shadows around himself and Fiona and slipped into the shadow void. It was a bit awkward drawing someone else into the void with him, but he kept his concentration. Time was irrelevant in the shadow void, a year could pass in it while a second ticked by outside it. So, it took somewhere between a eternity and a millisecond to travel to the clearing. Harry slid out of the shadow void and landed in the clearing where he had meet Fiona the night before. He drew the shadows away, and after a moment to regain all her faculties Fiona spoke to him.
"That was interesting." The age old vampire could think of no other word to describe that method of travel. She motioned to the forest and then ran in the direction of the town. Harry leaped from shadow to shadow following her. She still couldn't get over the way his form just faded away and reappeared somewhere else. Hopefully the boy would be able to run on the way back. It would be good practice for him.
She stopped on the outskirts of town next to a fast food restaurant. It wouldn't due to attract attention, for a vampires existence depends on being unnoticed. She spied a fat Muggle walk out of the restaurant and turn down a alley a street over.
"Come Shade, it's time for another lesson." Harry obediently followed her past the restaurant and into the alley. Fiona strode with long strides and moved at a speed beyond a normal humans walk. Harry had to run just to keep up with her, even though it didn't appear she was exerting anymore energy than anyone else around her.
Once in the alley Fiona dropped all pretense of normalcy and jumped into the air to block off the Muggles path. The man dropped the Hamburger he was eating and took a step back. However Fiona was already on him. Her hand grasped his throat and pressed him against the wall.
"Stop, what are you doing Fiona?" Fiona turned a cold eye on Harry which sent shivers up his spine. In a flash Harry realized just how lethal a vampire could be.
"What does it look like I'm doing? I am about to feed, I told you how important it was for vampires to take new blood." In reality this was a lie, she had feed back at the cave a few hours ago. She had other plans for this man, and he would serve a valuable lesson for the boy. He would learn something about life, and hopefully about the new gifts she had given him.
"But you can't kill him, it's wrong." Fiona adopted a slightly annoyed look on her usually emotionless face.
"Wrong you say, but didn't this man just partake in the killing of life just moment's ago. That wasn't wrong, so why is this?" Harry looked at the meat that had fallen to the ground and understood what she was talking about.
"That's different, a cow is much different than killing a human being." Harry was on the verge of tears, he didn't want her to kill this man who had done nothing.
"So the cow wanted to die? It didn't struggle when it's life was taken? And I do mean taken, the cow did not just roll over and die." This was getting him nowhere so Harry decided to change his tactics in persuading the vampire.
"But cow's are just food, and this man didn't kill it, he just ate it." Harry argued his new strategy. Later he would realize that arguing with a vampire was pointless.
"To me, he is just food. Would it be better if just one vampire killed thousands of humans and brought the blood for the rest of us?" Harry realized that the vampire was perfectly correct in her assessment, the acts were one in the same. However he still couldn't allow the man to just die.
"No, that would be wrong as well." Harry could think of no other arguments to use. It just seemed wrong to him, though he couldn't put why into words.
"If anything, me feeding on him isn't as wrong as him eating the hamburger." Harry couldn't understand how she was getting to that conclusion. Seeing the puzzled look on his face Fiona continued to explain.
"Well, I must feed on blood to live. I cannot get away from that. It is the magic in the blood that keeps me going. However this man does not have to kill. He could exist on eating other foods, he has a wide variety of possible choices. Yet he chooses to kill simply because he prefers the taste. So tell me who is more evil. Me for doing what I must to live, or him, for killing simply because he prefers the taste?" When she put it that way, the man did seem to be wrong. It didn't change the fact that he didn't want to see him die, but it did make him consider whether killing was right or not. When he thought of the animal kingdom he realized that there was always predator and prey. It was a fact of life and had to be observed.
"I can tell you don't want me to kill him, so I will make you a offer. If you feed on some of his blood, we will leave him live. I will simply exert my mind over his and force him to forget what happened." Harry definitely didn't want to drink some of his blood. However if it meant the man would live then it could be okay. Harry came to the conclusion that he would do it to save the mans life. He nodded to Fiona and she drew the knife once more. She slid it over his arm and ripped into the blood beneath the skin. It flowed down his arm like a natural mountain stream and Harry couldn't help but want to vomit over what he was about to do. Fiona motioned for him to drink and he approached the man once more. Somewhere in the course of their conversation the man had passed out and now was hanging limply from Fionas' hand. Harry took the mans limp arm and leaned in over the cut. He shuddered as he let his lips cover the wound, and took the first of the blood into his mouth. The thick liquid coated his mouth and had a distinctively metallic taste that made Harry want to pull away. This slight revulsion was short lived, as the blood played on his pallet it began to tingle. A numbing sensation filled his mouth and he could feel the tingle spread down into his heart before being sent throughout his body. Harry had to remind himself how disturbing this act was, because he was beginning to like it. This only served to disgust him even farther, yet still he sucked at the wound harder. Though he did not have fangs he was tempted to bite down and draw more of the fluid into his mouth. Horror struck at his own thoughts, Harry pulled himself away from the mans arm. Looking at the blood soaked arm he was disturbed to find that he had bite the man in the ecstasy of the moment prior.
The important thing was that the man was still alive. Harry turned and began to leave the alley, wiping the blood from his lips as he went. He didn't notice Fiona tear the unconscious mans throat out before she followed him. The mans life blood flowed from his neck and he would never wake again. It would make a startling discovery for whoever next walked down the alley.
"Did you feel the magic in you as you drank?" Harry didn't want to think about what he had done, but he nodded none the less.
"Good, then that is what you must focus on. The feeling of the magic in you, focus on the feeling and force it to strengthen you. Let the feeling flood you limbs, giving you strength. Focus it to your heart to give you energy. As you get older you will be able to strengthen your magic through it as well. For now you will only be able to work it physically in your body." Harry simply nodded and the two made there way through the town. A third figure approached Harry and Fiona. Harry was surprised to find that he recognized this person as the vampire Taylor. He spoke quickly to them in low tones.
"Something is wrong, I think your being watched." Fiona had assigned Taylor to watching over this little journey. She didn't want him to have direct contact with Harry, yet she needed someone there as well.
"Where?" Fiona did not let her gaze search the streets. She didn't want to alert anyone to their knowledge.
"We should bring the human away, the elder would be most displeased if something happened to him." Fiona shook her head, she knew that the boy could take care of himself.
"No, lets go into that building. We will confront our followers." She pointed at a old warehouse. It was large and the windows were painted black to allow no light to enter. This would be the perfect place for them to strike.
Harry was nervous, yet he choose not to show it. Instead he just followed the vampires across the street to the door of the warehouse. The door was unlocked and the three of them entered into the warehouse. Upon entry they became aware that this may not have bee a good idea. The warehouse was completely empty, nothing to hide behind. Yet Fiona was aware of strange smells on the air. Her magic enhanced senses told her that they were not alone. Immediately she turned towards the door and attempted to rip it open. She was even more surprised to find that the door they had entered through was gone. Someone shouted 'NOW' and brilliant lights lit up the interior. The Vampires and Harry were startled at the sudden change in lighting. They were even more surprised when seven figures appeared out of nowhere. Harry attempted to draw shadows to protect himself, but found that he couldn't. There was to little darkness in the warehouse to draw on. The lights blotted out all hope of escape into the void and left Harry defenseless to there attackers.
Now he got his first good look at the people who had ambushed him. They wore long robes and carried sticks, which Harry was beginning to think must be wands like in Dudleys' fairy tale books. Fiona and Taylor sprang into action before the attackers could gain the upper hand. They seemed surprised at the speed the two vampires were moving, and quickly moved to defend themselves from the new threat. Colored lights flashed as the attackers waved there sticks at Fiona. She broke off her attack in favor of dodging the lights, however not before she landed a punch that sent a man with black hair and a crocked nose flying across the room. The man got back to his feet and continued to shoot at Fiona. While Fiona tried valiantly to distract their attackers, Taylor was pounding his fists into a wall. One of the men in robes stood behind a rather stern looking woman and began to chant. The walls began to glow, and Taylors' fists no longer fists made indentations on the metallic surface. Harry saw one of the lights strike Fiona and she screamed in pain, yet she continued her attacks and feints.
Taylor turned to Harry and shouted for him to do something, but Harry was unsure what to do. He knew that whatever was preventing their escape had to do with that old man. So mustering his courage Harry charged at the group who were attacking Fiona. The man with the crocked nose sent a shot of red light at him when he noticed. Harry felt the tingling sensation well up inside him and he forced it throughout his body. The resulting feeling of strength was like nothing Harry had ever felt before. He could easily dodge the red light, then he leaped into the air. He was surprised that he flew thirty feet up before coming back down at the old man. Seeing the child charging him, the old man stopped his chant to get out of the way. Finding his chance, Taylor pounded with all his unnatural strength on the wall. The metal tore free and a panel fell away. Taylor shouted his triumph and Harry and Fiona moved with unnatural speed towards the exit.
The crocked nose man and the stern woman went to follow but the old man raised his hand and called them to a halt.
"Wait!" He cried in a authoritative voice that commanded respect.
"But sir, shouldn't we go after him while we have the chance?" The old man stood silent for a moment before shaking his head. A odd sparkle was in his eyes, and he spoke with a much softer voice to the six others around him.
"There is no need. We now know where he is going. He is with the vampires of this region. Though I do not know how he could move like them, I do know they have not harmed him. We will go and retrieve the boy, but we will need more help before we storm the vampires stronghold. For now we will tend to our injuries and begin to prepare for our next attack." The seven disappeared with a pop and darkness returned to the place it had been forced from.
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darkhaven: Thanks, just to let you know Harry won't become that powerful. I really can't stand writing Mary Sue. They just get to predictable. I do have plans and this wont be a short fic, or one sided where Harry can just blow up the bad guys. Or good guys depending on when and how you look at it. As for How Harry will adjust. As you can see from this chapter, Harry's adventures are just beginning. Though he is with vampires now, it may not stay that way before Hogwarts. Though several will remain here and there. Harry's adaptation to the magical society will be difficult. Especially with some of the lessons of life he is learning now. It may shade him a bit, but above all he is still just getting to see the real world around him. I appreciate your review and your thoughts.
Zoot Vampiric: Thanks, I have greatly considered Harry and aging. He will be aging but there is a while before we get to that point. As he is not in school yet I am not obligated by the classical ending of the adventure at the end of the year. So, I can run my timeline a bit differently. As I get further into the fic, more time will be elapsing in the chapters. But right now there is just to much to cover. He will be at Hogwarts, though maybe not by choice at some point and Voldye will have a role. I just like to wrap up what I have now before I through him in. I don't want to just give Harry a power without some type of story to go along with it. But once more, things will be picking up pace in the next three chapters. Especially because one chapter is a good size battle.
Blood Red Sword: Thanks, I really want to spend time focusing how Harry is growing up as well as going on this adventure. He'll definitely have interesting stories of where he got his morals latter in life.
Tom: Yeah, I do plan to do that at some point. But I'm sticking with the old rule of Vampires that with age comes power. I'm applying that a bit to Harry in this department as well. When he gets older his power will mature as well. Oh and I couldn't find it in a dictionary but I still find it a cool word. I read the first book in that series and It seems to have and interesting plot. I'm almost done with the second and I'll tell you what I think when I finish it.
BlackDragon: Thank you very much, as always I appreciate the review.
Joe: Always glad to have a reader. Thanks for the review. Yes at some point Harry will reach Hogwarts.
ER: Thanks for the review
Arnen: Thank you as well!
Lady Pheonix Gryffindor: Thanks for reviewing, it's much appreciated.
Zeonreborn: Necrophilia, ewwww! And a extra ew. I've haven't gotten to reading her yet, though she is on the top of my list. Which is the best one to start with? Anyway, yes Harry will meet Ron and Hermione. Probably Ron before Hermione because of the whole muggle born thing. That would be a shock for her. As for what would they think when he breaks out the scary. We'll have to see when we get there. As for the Vampires having a soul, I've always read that its a demon soul as well. It's kind of a really foggy issue. Do you think that the good soul passes on and the human soul really has no link to the vampire at all. Or maybe the vampire contorts the human soul until it is lost and turned into a demon soul. I appreciate the conversation and the review.
Suspect: I'm kinda keeping it as both. I just think that Vampires may get something different out of it then some of the more common uses because they all live off it. But yes, I agree that Wizards can control it to a extent and use it to increase their power. Thanks for the review!
Muggle: Thanks *Blushes* I appreciate the review!
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