Harry wakes up, tied to a bed, he tries to break free but he has no way to get out of this…yet. But he will not allow this to happen again to himself, his master didn't train him for years just so he would give in to Potter again.

He sighed, closing his eyes and medicates, feeling for anything sharp in the room and he looked at the desk to find scissors.

He focused with the force and brought them over and cut his bounds, he got up to find bars on the windows, he was once again a prisoner in their home.

There was a knock, he ran to the far side of the room, trying to keep hidden and away from his former parents.

"Harry? How did you get your bounds, sweetie?" cooed Lily.

He glares at her. "I want my master." he said.

"The Jedi is dead, he was tortured to death. He can no longer hurt you now, you're with you're family." she cooed.

Harry felt rage for his master but he calmed down, he was still a jedi, they can put him into different clothes, they can take his lightsaber away but he will never forget that he is a jedi.

James and Lily Potter had murdered their son with their cruelty, neglect and abandonment.

"You're lying, Lily. My family is with him and the jedi." he said, calmly. "My mother is dead and my father? My father is Eeth Koth, bitch. He is my only family along with Sirius and Remus."

"Harry James Potter, watch that language! I am sorry for that freak that was killed! I really am but you're being rude."

"No, my best friends are Kit Fisto, Obi-Wan, Anakin SKywalker, Ahsoka Tano, Castiel, Dean and Sam Winchester, Bobby Singerand Gabriel! I want to go home!"

"HArry, please calm down. You are home now, just stop it young man or I'll get your father." she said.

"NO! I TOLD YOU, JAMES FUCKING POTTER IS NOT MY FATHER, HE IS DEAD TO ME! FAMILY DOESN'T END IN BLOOD!" he shouted at her.

He groans as Lily backhands him. He winces slightly, not even his master ever hit him, no matter how many risky stunts he had done. He looked at her, tears in his eyes.

He was not going to cry over her, but he has not been hit in years, not since the last time James did one of his "Punishments" on him.

"Look at what you made me do, you silly boy! You are home and that is that." she said.

He smacked her hand away as she attempted to touch his cheek, his green eyes on hers. He raises his hand, ready to do the Jedi mind trick on her.

"You will let me leave." he said, using the force.

"Harry, I will not. You can do that Jedi stuff on getting scissors, but Jedi mind trick on your own mother? Do you really think we're that stupid? We knew you would do something like this." she cooed.

Harry was now confused. But didn't show it. "I can pray to Castiel or Gabriel instead and they'll take me home."

"You can't, we…I didn't want to do it but look at your chest."

He looked at his bare chest to see that she or James had branded him with enochian, so neither angel would hear his prayer.

"You bitch! Fine, move out of the way and I'll find another way!" he said.

"I didn't want it to come to this, I'm so sorry." she said, getting her wand.

Harry ducked under the bed, crawled out quickly as she tried to stun him, running past her out the bedroom door. He runs down the stairs, he doesn't know where James is and he doesn't care.

He just wants to go home, he opens the front door and runs out ignoring lily's cries at him to come back, he'd never go back to that hell.

He knew he was far away from the house, so he decided to find a phone place so he could get Bobby Singer or Dean to come and get him or better yet, to get his master.

He finds one, puts a coin in and puts in the first number that comes to mind.

"Agent Crowel."

"Bobby." Harry said, rolling his eyes.

"HArry? What in the blazes are ya calling from?" Bobby said in disbelief.

"We were attacked by Grievous, but he had James Potter and Dumbledore with him, James kidnapped me and Master was tortured. I don't know if…"

"Hell's bells. Ya all right? Where are ya?" he asked.

"No, I can't call Cas or Gabe because James or Lily branded me with an enochian sigil so they can't hear me pray for them and…I'm in the uk, Godric's hallow. James is out, luckily but I don't know if he'll find me soon." he explained to the older guy that he thought of as an uncle.

"Bloody wizards and I thought Rowena was a problem." he muttered moodily.

"All right, I'll get Dean to pray for him and hopefully he will be able to come and get ya and I'll contact the Jedi to come here for ya. Stay safe."

"You too."

"Idijit."

He laughed, glad to hear someone that he loved as a family. He puts the phone down and he walks around, keeping his head low as possible. Hoping Cas or Gabe would pop up soon.

He could hear a familiar sound of wings, he turned around to see Gabriel, the archangel.

"HArry, Harry. I swear I thought the knuckleheads had been bad. Are you okay?" he asked.

"I'm fine, but…" he then raised his shirt to show him the branding.

"Son of a bitch. All right, take my hand and I'll fly you to the bunker and we'll wait for Eeth to come." he said.

He waste no time grabbing his hand and he was teleport or flown to the bunker where he will be safe from Potter, after all he and his master had helped the Winchesters to take down Chuck, Jack was god now and gave a lot of people who had died a second chance such as John Winchester and his wife, Mary. Bobby Singer, Charlie, Kevin Tran and his mother among others.

"Hey, wiz jed!"

But Harry loses consciousness as everything crashes around him. He wakes up in a bed, obviously a bed in the infirmity.

"What do ya mean you can't heal it?"

That was Dean's voice, he could recognize his brother's in all but blood voice anywhere.

"Like I said, it wasn't just branded but it has dark magic to keep it there until the caster feels otherwise."

"Okay, so how long will it take for Eeth to come?" asked Sam.

"A few hours, the best we can do is keep him here. But it is hard to tell." said Bobby.

"Harry? You're awake." said Gabriel as he helped him to sit up.

"Yeah. Is Master coming?" he asked, crocking his head to the side.

"Yep, he should be here in a new hours. Now Harry…" Gabriel said, leaning towards the young wizard. "I healed what I could but the brand isn't going away as it should."

Harry sighed, James and Lily are so messed up in the head. They may be his birth parents but those good parents are dead and gone.

"It's fine," he said.

But he spoke too soon, because the lights went to red and the warning siren went on, which usually meant something Supernatural had broken into the bunker.

"Now what?" Dean asked, annoyed.

"Gabe, stay with Harry. We'll deal with it." said Sam.

Harry and Gabriel sit there, Harry hates sitting out of the action while people he cared for was in danger. HE couldn't just sit there and let them deal with it. The door suddenly opens and Gabriel brings Harry behind him, ready to fight.

"Demons." Gabriel said, getting his angel blade out.

Harry looked around for a weapon such as a blade or a gun. He saw a gun and grab it and somehow a bullet was in it, since the demon was thrown back.

"Atta boy. I see Eeth has trained you well, kiddo." Gabriel said, smirking.

But that smirk disappears as quickly as it came, Harry could sense it too. Something dark was in the bunker, just as dark and old as Lucifer.

"Gabriel?" he asked.

"Stay here, lock the door and don't answer it, even if it's me, Cas or the winchesters. Trust me on this." he said.

Harry nods, locking another bullet into the slot and closes the door, locking it. He could hear gunts of pain, he closed his eyes, trying to stay put but he couldn't.

He opens the door to see Gabriel on his knees in front of a guy in a white suit and from the stories, he knew that was Asmoudes, Gabriel's torturer. The prince of hell.

"There you are, Harry. Stop this patheticness, you upset your mother." James said, scowling.

"The one who is pathetic is you, James. Seriously? Getting a demon to help you, that is just low. I mean if it were Dooku this time, sure, I'd get it. But the same demon that tortured my friend for five years, that's fuck up." Harry said to him pointing the gun to him.

"You tell him, kid." Dean said, chuckling.

"Crucio." he said, pointing his wand at the oldest Winchester.

"LEAVE DEAN ALONE!" shouted HArry.

"Come with me, Harry and I will." he said.

"You are the pathic one, James! First you kidnapped me from my master, taking me away from my home. Then you try to keep me prisoner in my old room and now you're hurting my friends!" he said as tears fell down. "I want nothing to do with you!"

"Harry, you're acting like a child. Grow up and do as I say."

"You leave the boy alone, Potter. He wants nothing to do with you, you lost your chance years ago." said Bobby.

"Shut up!"

"No, leave them alone! I will never go anywhere with you!" Harry shouted.

Then he could sense it, his master has come for him just as he knew he would.

"Master, I'm in the bunker, hurry, Potter is here wanting to take me again."

He sighs in relief as his master replies to him, his voice full of concern and warmth for him.

"Are you hurt?"

"No, they brand me so I couldn't pray to Cas or Gabriel but I think I'm okay."

"All right, try to stall. I'm landing now."

"Yes, Master. Just hurry."

He glared at James. "My true father is here to save me, you failed."

"WHAT!? NO! HE IS DEAD! GRIEVOUS KILLED HIM!" he shouted.

Harry snorted in disbelief. "Did you really think that the Jedi would leave one of their own to the wolves like you did with me? I don't think so, that's the thing about Jedi, you get a bigger family that would do anything to save you, no matter what."

James raised his wand. "Sorry, boy. Stupefy!"

Then he was thrown back and his head hit the wall, his gun out of his reach. He gets to his elbows and crawls towards the gun, trying to get it. He will not be James plaything, he won't. Sirius and Remus wouldn't stand for it.

He groans in pain as James kicks him in the chest, breaking a rib if the cracking sound was anything to judge by.

He then heard his name, he looked up to see his master and his friend, Kit Fisto, who had become his first ever friend at the temple.

"Master-"

Everything then goes black and he knew that James has him once again and this time there will be no escape….