Disclaimer: What do you think? Yes, I translated HP 1 before, but I definitely do not own HP. I own this story though. All you thinking about stealing it, I've got a Chinese ballistic missile ready to launch.
The Warped Amagi Chronicles:
Prologue:
Azkaban
Things were not looking good for Harry Potter.
Though Dumbledore was still leading the charge of their ragtag army, they were losing more fighters to the Death Eaters and the Dementers as they got closer to stopping Voldemort. Two of the giants had gone berserk from the influence of the Dementers already, and over twelve wizards from the Ministry were sporting various conditions from curses fired from the Death Eaters. And to top it all off, Harry and Sirius, in an all-out charge to attack Voldemort, were unknowingly cut off from the main group.
"Dammit, Harry, Apparate! Save yourself while you can!" Sirius Black snarled. "I'll take care of that slimy scumbag myself!"
"Ahhhh..." Voldemort hissed, "It's so touching to see a family before they are annihilated... Yes... This almost makes up for my years of helpless torment..."
"Not a bloody chance in life, Sirius!" Harry gasped, "You're my last family! I can't afford to lose you now!"
"Alright then! Let's skin that bloody bastard together! For Lily and James!" Sirius roared, raising his wand.
"For Lily and James!" Harry cried, moving into the "guard" stance.
"Ready, Harry?" Sirius asked.
"Always, godfather." Harry answered, sweat forming on his brow.
"Then let's do this together! Ready?" They both raised their wands.
"OPALESCENT MIRAGE!" Two bolts of fierce lighting streamed towards their target.
But their efforts were wasted. With a flourish of his wand, Voldemort deflected the two spells, sending them into oblivion.
"Foolish mortals... Do you truly think that you can defeat the power of a true Slytherin? Let me show you the gates of Hell!" Voldemort's hiss turned into a bellow.
Surprisingly, Voldemort tucked his wand away. He raised his hands into the air and furrowed his brow in concentration. Suddenly, green, acidic flames burst into life around him.
"No! It can't be!" Sirius gasped, "Voldie can't be an..."
"...an Elemental?" Voldemort supplemented, "Or more specifically, a Fire Elemental? Of course I am, dog... I'm of Slytherin blood, and I've proven to be stronger than any wizard, alive or dead... You should be surprised if I wasn't an Elemental!" Voldemort leered, "You should feel lucky, Potter... You'll soon see your parents again..."
Meanwhile, Harry had been crouching behind Sirius, also concentrating. He was hoping with Voldemort distracted and gloating, he would have the element of surprise. He could hear miniature twisters in the background, and the screams of Death Eaters being tossed here and fro. Presumably Hermione's doing, since she was an Air/Water Elemental, after all. There were the grunts of giants, bashing of clubs and maces, and a few battle cries. From where he sat, it sounded like the giants had finally gotten close enough to give the Death Eaters a piece of their mind...
"Goodbye, dog..." Nonchalantly, Voldemort released his orb of fire from his hand. As it got farther from him, it grew steadily bigger in size. Soon, it had became a wave of green, poisonous flames. All seemed black for Sirius... Or did it?
Suddenly, Harry shoved his godfather aside, and focused all of his power. Bright, crimson fires laced up and down his body, and he relased his power in a blast of flames. Strangely, as he released the blast, he was thinking about the recently murdered Cho Chang.
His attack had changed as well. Instead of the ball of plasma that he had perfected, it had shifted it's shape to a brilliant phoenix of fire, Cho's Animagus form, leading the charge of a wall of bright starfire towards the infamous Slytherin's ambiguous blob of corrosive flames. As they collided, the phoenix easily dispelled the blob to oblivion with a cry of battle.
That was easy... Harry thought, as the phoenix targeted Voldemort. It screeched once more, but was suddenly disintegrated when it struck Voldemort's shield.
Shit! Too easy!
"Tsk, tsk..." Voldemort hissed, smirking at a now disillusioned Harry Potter, "You didn't think I didn't anticipate you being an Elemental as well, Potter?" Voldemort spat out the words, "I've been waiting to prove that you've been just unreasonably fortunate since you've been born for so long now... Prepare to meet the makers, Potter!"
No, this can't be happening! Harry thought furiously. He turned around to find Sirius was unconscious, a Death Eater at his back. Slowly, the remaining Death Eaters ringed Harry and Voldemort, cutting off any help.
Whao... Déjà vu!
Harry frantically tried to Apparate, but found that he didn't have the strength.
So this is how it all ends...
Opalescent Mirage: hard, cos' it requires your own power to pass through the wand in the shape of a lightning, to strike at the person you aims at, and it depends most definitely on the amount of will power you put in.
So, what did you think? Comments? Flames? Please provide heating for an impoverished youth!
Also, as you have probably noticed, I update and edit my old chappies alot... Check every now and then to see if I've changed anything.
FYI: Oh yeah... I ripped a Spell from Silverdawn in this chappie ^^U... (check her most excellent ff at ) Here's the description of her spell (ripped as well ^^U)