Okay, here goes. My first Harry Potter story. This is frightening! This is a collection of various short scenes that have the common connection of the Holy Relic of Vecna. I didn't come up with these alone. Bill and I created the Holy Relic of Vecna (Judel perfected it), and James and I created the Harry Potter scenes with it! (We get bored at 3AM.)
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter and all the goodies that go with him. Vecna, Kas, and all the goonie followers belong to whoever created the Greyhawk & Raveloft D&D worlds.
Harry Potter and the Hoy Relic of Vecna
Prologue
Long long ago and far far away in a distant time and dimension, there was born a terribly wicked child. Well, he was not born terribly wicked. Actually, he was a rather cute little baby with as bunch of goo-goo's and gah-gahs and the lot, but it didn't take long for his true self to shine through in that black light sort of way. It could have started off innocent enough like tying the bags to Mitts the cat's feet, then dissecting her dead body later that evening, but what ever the case may be. things just got worse from there. As time went on, Vecna got into things he shouldn't have. He did more than his fair share of studying of the dark arts and the forbidden magicks of necromancy and did some major world domination in the meantime. Oh well, that's how the ball rolls sometimes.
He acquired himself some loyal henchmen and some weren't all that loyal. Plots flew, the dishes flew, the new cat went flying out the window. Goodbye, old Bill. Next! And not before too long, Vecna found himself quite a bit on the dead side of things. Oh well, he knew there was a reason for why he stuied necromancy in the first place. So, he returned to the world of the living as a not so alive necromancer. He did some more major death (and resurrect the dead body afterwards) and destruction (oh well, the dead could always put it back together, later). He went along his merry way, acquired a small following of devoted flunkies, and some were more devoted than others. He acquired a fondness for one of them and made him his very special General Kas. Well, Kas was a sneaky little fellow, and Fluffy the new cat didn't like him much either. He plotted some nasty little plots, had dear old Vecna blown to bit, leaving only a hand and an eye, that Vecna's devoted followers claimed and called holy relics. That was alright, he didn't need a body in the first place, and because of the strong devotion of his followers, he came back again, and he was none too happy with Kas. (Especially, since he needed yet another cat) Well, as time went by, other parts of Vecna's body showed up (Like fingers and toes, his nose, his tonsils . . . and other things left unmentioned), and those were called holy relics as well, but there was one special Holy Relic . . .
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter and all the goodies that go with him. Vecna, Kas, and all the goonie followers belong to whoever created the Greyhawk & Raveloft D&D worlds.
Harry Potter and the Hoy Relic of Vecna
Prologue
Long long ago and far far away in a distant time and dimension, there was born a terribly wicked child. Well, he was not born terribly wicked. Actually, he was a rather cute little baby with as bunch of goo-goo's and gah-gahs and the lot, but it didn't take long for his true self to shine through in that black light sort of way. It could have started off innocent enough like tying the bags to Mitts the cat's feet, then dissecting her dead body later that evening, but what ever the case may be. things just got worse from there. As time went on, Vecna got into things he shouldn't have. He did more than his fair share of studying of the dark arts and the forbidden magicks of necromancy and did some major world domination in the meantime. Oh well, that's how the ball rolls sometimes.
He acquired himself some loyal henchmen and some weren't all that loyal. Plots flew, the dishes flew, the new cat went flying out the window. Goodbye, old Bill. Next! And not before too long, Vecna found himself quite a bit on the dead side of things. Oh well, he knew there was a reason for why he stuied necromancy in the first place. So, he returned to the world of the living as a not so alive necromancer. He did some more major death (and resurrect the dead body afterwards) and destruction (oh well, the dead could always put it back together, later). He went along his merry way, acquired a small following of devoted flunkies, and some were more devoted than others. He acquired a fondness for one of them and made him his very special General Kas. Well, Kas was a sneaky little fellow, and Fluffy the new cat didn't like him much either. He plotted some nasty little plots, had dear old Vecna blown to bit, leaving only a hand and an eye, that Vecna's devoted followers claimed and called holy relics. That was alright, he didn't need a body in the first place, and because of the strong devotion of his followers, he came back again, and he was none too happy with Kas. (Especially, since he needed yet another cat) Well, as time went by, other parts of Vecna's body showed up (Like fingers and toes, his nose, his tonsils . . . and other things left unmentioned), and those were called holy relics as well, but there was one special Holy Relic . . .
