A/N: This is the revised version. The only difference is the paragraphs. Oks. Reviews
It was a nice spring day as James Potter walked back to his home in ShadyVale. It had been a hard day. He had gone fishing with his friend Sirius Black, who lived in the Highlands and was prince of the Leah, and his other friend Remus Lupin.
Remus lived with Sirius, since his parents had died 5 years ago. They hadn't caught anything.
Who would expect to with Sirius on the boat. He was the biggest troublemaker in the Four-Lands. James didn't mind though, it was worth
it to see Sirius fall of the raft and land face first in the mud.
James hummed quietly to himself as he entered the forest. About 5 minutes in he realized that something was wrong. The forest was quiet. Too quiet.
Suddenly he saw it, or rather heard it. A piercing cry that sounded inhuman rose into the air. James quickly jumped behind a tree and looked around.
After 2 very long
minutes he was ready to give up and continue on his way when he heard the sound of beating wings. He looked up in the sky
and was horrified at what he saw.
A great, huge beast, at least 6 feet long, with leathery black wings and a black body flew by. Whatever it was, it didn't look like any bird James had ever seen. Slowly he began to hum. Then he softly began to sing.
A song not of words, but of sounds, sounds of the forest, causing him to blend in and become invisible. After a few minutes of circling and finding nothing, the big black thing left, issusing one final shriek.
When he was sure it was gone, James stopped
singing and got back on the path. He was almost out of the wood when he felt a hand on his shoulder.
James quickly turned around, and brought up his knife, only to see a tall, dark stranger behind him.
" Easy there lad. I won't hurt you," the stranger said in a deep, mysterious voice.
" Who are you?" James questioned.
" Never mind that," the stranger replied," I need to know
if this is the road to ShadyVale."
"Why?"
" Don't question me boy, just answer," he said in a menacing voice.
" Yes," James replied meekly.
He didn't like this stranger. Not one bit.
" Am I right to assume that that is where your headed, lad," the
stranger asked.
James just nodded, not trusting himself to speak with this dark man.
They walked on in silence and within
minutes were on the outskirts of the city.
" I'm looking for the Winespring Inn. Do you know where that it?"
" Yes, that's where I'm going. Follow me," James said reluctently. He didnt want this strange man marching into his families inn.
ShadyVale was a small town, nothing compared to the big cities of Callahorn. Yet it had everything it's residents ever needed. A market, all sorts of craftsmen, and the local inn, which the Potter family owned.
James and the stranger walked into the inn, where the man went to sit down at one of the tables, and James went to find his father...
He found his father, mother, and sister eating dinner in the kitchen.
"James, your back. Anything interesting happen?" questioned his father. James father, Logiain, was the owner of the inn. He was tall and handsome with dark brown eyes and black, unruly hair, just like James'. He was a very cheerful man, who also delighted in pulling pranks. In fact, him and James could have been twins.
Rose, James' twin sister, younger by 4 minutes, was petite, with straight black hair that she always kept french braided, and light blue eyes. She was just like James, only in female form. She also had the power of the wishsong, yet she could only create illusions.
James' mother, Marianne, was petite like Rose, but she had dark brown hair and hazel eyes. She was very optimistic, which made it easy for her to annoy people, and cheerful.
" Yeah, Sirius fell into the lake," James replied.
" Um.. Dad. Today when I was coming home, I met a stranger on the road. Strangest fellow I've ever seen. Really tall, and wears a black cloak with a hood that completly hides his face."
" Did he give a name," Rose asked.
" No. In fact when I asked him what his name was he almost bit my head off."
" Strange, " his father replied. " Well, lets go met the fellow. I assume he's out front waiting for us."
" Yeah, wait... how'd you know." But James question was left unanswered as his father went through the doors into the common room.
Logiain immedently spotted the stranger and walked over to him, James and Rose at his heels. As they approached the stranger lifted his head and watched them come. Logiain reached the table and pulled up a chair, sitting down before the stranger.
" Why hello sir, and let me be the first to welcome you to the Winespring Inn. Is there anything I can get you. Ale, a hot meal, or mabye even a room?"
The stranger looked at Logiain and chuckled. A very deep chuckle that sounded more a growl then anything.
" No, thank you sir, but I am quite fine. You are Logiain Potter, no?" Logiain nodded.
" Yes, well I have come in search of you. Well not you in particular, but your son here. James, is it."
James stared open mouthed at he stranger. What did he want with him? Mabye he was from Willow where he and Sirius had 'accidently' caused the blacksmith to burn his shop down. Or from Coco where they had.....
His musing were cut short as James' father started asking for the strangers name again.
" My name. My name....." the stranger mumbled. He then reached up and pulled back the hood of his cloak, to reveal clearly his dark face, now framed by long black hair, cut nearly shoulder length and shading the deep-set eyes, which still showed only as black slits in the shadow beneathe his heavy brows.
" My name is Allanon."
Allanon the last Druid who traveled the Four-Lands and was thought to be a historian. Allanon the only person left from the time of Bremen. Allanon the dark wanderer who brought trouble and mayhem to every place he visited. These thoughts kept repeating themselves in the Potters minds. Allanon smiled as all 3 Potters gasped.
"Wha-what do you want, sir," Logain stammered.
Allanon looked at James and smiled. A smile meant to reassure, yet only scared him more.
" You James, I was looking for you."
"M-m-mee. What do you want with me?"
"Hmmm. How should I begin. James, you do know the story of the Warlock Lord and his Skull Bearers?"
James nodded. Every person in the village knew the story. If you ever wanted to scare a little child to sleep just say 'the Warlock Lords gonna get ya' and they ran to bed. But the Warlock Lord was dead. He'd been dead for over three hundred years. Right? Suddenly James wasn't so sure.
Then Allanon spoke," Yes James, Brona has risen again. Yet now he has constructed a new name for himself. He calls himself Lord Voldemort. As we speak he is gathering together his faithful Skull Bearers and is putting together an army of Gnomes and Trolls. Within the year he will march against the more powerful nations of the Four-Lands. Namely the Elves, then the Dwarves. If, or when, he beats them, the races of Man will be destroyed."
" Allanon, sir, why will we be destroyed. We can stand up to Bro-, ah, Lord Voldemort." Rose said timidly.
" Men are scattered in little villages like yours all along the Southland. They will not unite to fight, what they call, a myth. They will wait until Voldemort walks up to there front doors to think about him. But enough of this. James I need you to come with me. I'd like to take Rose too, but her magic is needed here."
" How do you know of our magic," Rose questioned.
" Mainly I could sense it from you, but I saw your brother here use his magic while in the woods."
Everyone looked at James, who was looking at Allanon.
" How did you know about that," James asked. " Were you following me all the way from Edmonds Field?"
" I saw you use it when the Skull Bearer came by, quite a good trick I might add."
" So thats what that... that... that thing was. A Skull Bearer. What was it doing here. Shouldnt it be looking for the Elves or Dwarves?"
" It was looking for you, James. The Dark One knows of your Magic and wants you for himself."
James stood there with his mouth agape. The Dark Lord wanted HIM. That was kind of creepy when he thought about it. The Dark Lord wanted him. Rose was staring at him like she had never seen him before, and his father was looking at Allanon like he wanted to throw him out.
The only thing stopping him was the rumors of the Druids temper and the fact that he could do magic too.
" You still havent told us what you want with James," he said.
" James is needed to help search for a lost elven magic. The Jade Elfstone. It is hidden in an old fortress on the Island of Moria, just beyond the Blue Divide. There are special spells being used so no one can enter the fortress. With James' wishsong he can make himself take on the feeling of the castle, so that he may enter."
" Whats the Jade Elfstone?" Rose asked, since James was too busy having a heart attack to do anything but stare and mouth wordlessly.
" The Jade Elfstone is a piece of old Elven magic. From the time of fairy. It has the power to...." Allanon was cut off as two people ran into the inn and ran over to James.
" Hey James, old buddy, old pal, old friend, old.. wait. Your not old. Haha. Ok. Your not laughing. James. JAMES. Speak to me. JAMES." Sirius Black yelled. He did not seem to realize that there was a stranger sitting at the table.
" SIRIUS WHAT THE HEL-CK DO YOU WANT," James screamed.
" Geeesh, you didnt have to scream so loud."
Remus stepped forward. " Actually James we were wondering if we could stay with you and your lovely family for a few days, a week, a couple of weeks, a month, heck maybe even a year."
" What did Sirius do now?"
" Nothing, nothing at all."
When everyone gave him a look that said 'yea right' he quickly added,
" Just, well my dear old auntie Shirl was over and she was complaining about the smell of the highlands. Quite lovely smell if you ask me, yet she seemed to have a problem with it. So, being the gentleman I am and all," Five ' yea rights' could be heard following this comment. Sirius continued as if he had'nt heard them, " I decided to give her some perfume. Only I think I got the labels mixed up. Turned out it wasnt purfume, I gave my dear auntie. It was skunk oil."
Everyone started laughing but Allanon, who most likely never laughed.
" Soooo, can we puhleaseeeee stay here. Please. We'll be good I promise." Sirius said, making his cutiest puppy dog face.
" Please Mr. Potter, sir." Remus added, mimicing Sirius' face.
" This is against my better judgement, but... ok"
" YAY." Remus and Sirius screamed, and started jumping around the common room.
" We get to stay with Jamie. We get to stay with Jamie."
"DON'T CALL ME JAMIE." James screamed.
" Fine, Jamsiers. Hey, why dont you introduce us to your charming friend here," Sirius said, and instead of waiting went up to Allanon himself and said," Hello there fine sir. My name is Sirius Mercutio Benvolio Black. Of the Leah Blacks. My dadda is Steff Black, and my momma is Teal Black. I got 3 sisters, and an evil auntie, who you probably heard smells like a skunk. This is my buddy Remus, he lives with me, and James here is my bestest buddy in the whole wide world."
When Sirius finished he looked at Allanon waiting for him to give his name. When he didnt, Sirius became scared. It was probably because Allanon was staring at him, with something between amusement and hesitation.
" James, I believe Mr.'s Black and Lupin should join you on your trip." He suddenly said.
A/N: On to fix the next chappie. Oks. were supposed to get more snow tonight. YAY. Sooo, yeah..
It was a nice spring day as James Potter walked back to his home in ShadyVale. It had been a hard day. He had gone fishing with his friend Sirius Black, who lived in the Highlands and was prince of the Leah, and his other friend Remus Lupin.
Remus lived with Sirius, since his parents had died 5 years ago. They hadn't caught anything.
Who would expect to with Sirius on the boat. He was the biggest troublemaker in the Four-Lands. James didn't mind though, it was worth
it to see Sirius fall of the raft and land face first in the mud.
James hummed quietly to himself as he entered the forest. About 5 minutes in he realized that something was wrong. The forest was quiet. Too quiet.
Suddenly he saw it, or rather heard it. A piercing cry that sounded inhuman rose into the air. James quickly jumped behind a tree and looked around.
After 2 very long
minutes he was ready to give up and continue on his way when he heard the sound of beating wings. He looked up in the sky
and was horrified at what he saw.
A great, huge beast, at least 6 feet long, with leathery black wings and a black body flew by. Whatever it was, it didn't look like any bird James had ever seen. Slowly he began to hum. Then he softly began to sing.
A song not of words, but of sounds, sounds of the forest, causing him to blend in and become invisible. After a few minutes of circling and finding nothing, the big black thing left, issusing one final shriek.
When he was sure it was gone, James stopped
singing and got back on the path. He was almost out of the wood when he felt a hand on his shoulder.
James quickly turned around, and brought up his knife, only to see a tall, dark stranger behind him.
" Easy there lad. I won't hurt you," the stranger said in a deep, mysterious voice.
" Who are you?" James questioned.
" Never mind that," the stranger replied," I need to know
if this is the road to ShadyVale."
"Why?"
" Don't question me boy, just answer," he said in a menacing voice.
" Yes," James replied meekly.
He didn't like this stranger. Not one bit.
" Am I right to assume that that is where your headed, lad," the
stranger asked.
James just nodded, not trusting himself to speak with this dark man.
They walked on in silence and within
minutes were on the outskirts of the city.
" I'm looking for the Winespring Inn. Do you know where that it?"
" Yes, that's where I'm going. Follow me," James said reluctently. He didnt want this strange man marching into his families inn.
ShadyVale was a small town, nothing compared to the big cities of Callahorn. Yet it had everything it's residents ever needed. A market, all sorts of craftsmen, and the local inn, which the Potter family owned.
James and the stranger walked into the inn, where the man went to sit down at one of the tables, and James went to find his father...
He found his father, mother, and sister eating dinner in the kitchen.
"James, your back. Anything interesting happen?" questioned his father. James father, Logiain, was the owner of the inn. He was tall and handsome with dark brown eyes and black, unruly hair, just like James'. He was a very cheerful man, who also delighted in pulling pranks. In fact, him and James could have been twins.
Rose, James' twin sister, younger by 4 minutes, was petite, with straight black hair that she always kept french braided, and light blue eyes. She was just like James, only in female form. She also had the power of the wishsong, yet she could only create illusions.
James' mother, Marianne, was petite like Rose, but she had dark brown hair and hazel eyes. She was very optimistic, which made it easy for her to annoy people, and cheerful.
" Yeah, Sirius fell into the lake," James replied.
" Um.. Dad. Today when I was coming home, I met a stranger on the road. Strangest fellow I've ever seen. Really tall, and wears a black cloak with a hood that completly hides his face."
" Did he give a name," Rose asked.
" No. In fact when I asked him what his name was he almost bit my head off."
" Strange, " his father replied. " Well, lets go met the fellow. I assume he's out front waiting for us."
" Yeah, wait... how'd you know." But James question was left unanswered as his father went through the doors into the common room.
Logiain immedently spotted the stranger and walked over to him, James and Rose at his heels. As they approached the stranger lifted his head and watched them come. Logiain reached the table and pulled up a chair, sitting down before the stranger.
" Why hello sir, and let me be the first to welcome you to the Winespring Inn. Is there anything I can get you. Ale, a hot meal, or mabye even a room?"
The stranger looked at Logiain and chuckled. A very deep chuckle that sounded more a growl then anything.
" No, thank you sir, but I am quite fine. You are Logiain Potter, no?" Logiain nodded.
" Yes, well I have come in search of you. Well not you in particular, but your son here. James, is it."
James stared open mouthed at he stranger. What did he want with him? Mabye he was from Willow where he and Sirius had 'accidently' caused the blacksmith to burn his shop down. Or from Coco where they had.....
His musing were cut short as James' father started asking for the strangers name again.
" My name. My name....." the stranger mumbled. He then reached up and pulled back the hood of his cloak, to reveal clearly his dark face, now framed by long black hair, cut nearly shoulder length and shading the deep-set eyes, which still showed only as black slits in the shadow beneathe his heavy brows.
" My name is Allanon."
Allanon the last Druid who traveled the Four-Lands and was thought to be a historian. Allanon the only person left from the time of Bremen. Allanon the dark wanderer who brought trouble and mayhem to every place he visited. These thoughts kept repeating themselves in the Potters minds. Allanon smiled as all 3 Potters gasped.
"Wha-what do you want, sir," Logain stammered.
Allanon looked at James and smiled. A smile meant to reassure, yet only scared him more.
" You James, I was looking for you."
"M-m-mee. What do you want with me?"
"Hmmm. How should I begin. James, you do know the story of the Warlock Lord and his Skull Bearers?"
James nodded. Every person in the village knew the story. If you ever wanted to scare a little child to sleep just say 'the Warlock Lords gonna get ya' and they ran to bed. But the Warlock Lord was dead. He'd been dead for over three hundred years. Right? Suddenly James wasn't so sure.
Then Allanon spoke," Yes James, Brona has risen again. Yet now he has constructed a new name for himself. He calls himself Lord Voldemort. As we speak he is gathering together his faithful Skull Bearers and is putting together an army of Gnomes and Trolls. Within the year he will march against the more powerful nations of the Four-Lands. Namely the Elves, then the Dwarves. If, or when, he beats them, the races of Man will be destroyed."
" Allanon, sir, why will we be destroyed. We can stand up to Bro-, ah, Lord Voldemort." Rose said timidly.
" Men are scattered in little villages like yours all along the Southland. They will not unite to fight, what they call, a myth. They will wait until Voldemort walks up to there front doors to think about him. But enough of this. James I need you to come with me. I'd like to take Rose too, but her magic is needed here."
" How do you know of our magic," Rose questioned.
" Mainly I could sense it from you, but I saw your brother here use his magic while in the woods."
Everyone looked at James, who was looking at Allanon.
" How did you know about that," James asked. " Were you following me all the way from Edmonds Field?"
" I saw you use it when the Skull Bearer came by, quite a good trick I might add."
" So thats what that... that... that thing was. A Skull Bearer. What was it doing here. Shouldnt it be looking for the Elves or Dwarves?"
" It was looking for you, James. The Dark One knows of your Magic and wants you for himself."
James stood there with his mouth agape. The Dark Lord wanted HIM. That was kind of creepy when he thought about it. The Dark Lord wanted him. Rose was staring at him like she had never seen him before, and his father was looking at Allanon like he wanted to throw him out.
The only thing stopping him was the rumors of the Druids temper and the fact that he could do magic too.
" You still havent told us what you want with James," he said.
" James is needed to help search for a lost elven magic. The Jade Elfstone. It is hidden in an old fortress on the Island of Moria, just beyond the Blue Divide. There are special spells being used so no one can enter the fortress. With James' wishsong he can make himself take on the feeling of the castle, so that he may enter."
" Whats the Jade Elfstone?" Rose asked, since James was too busy having a heart attack to do anything but stare and mouth wordlessly.
" The Jade Elfstone is a piece of old Elven magic. From the time of fairy. It has the power to...." Allanon was cut off as two people ran into the inn and ran over to James.
" Hey James, old buddy, old pal, old friend, old.. wait. Your not old. Haha. Ok. Your not laughing. James. JAMES. Speak to me. JAMES." Sirius Black yelled. He did not seem to realize that there was a stranger sitting at the table.
" SIRIUS WHAT THE HEL-CK DO YOU WANT," James screamed.
" Geeesh, you didnt have to scream so loud."
Remus stepped forward. " Actually James we were wondering if we could stay with you and your lovely family for a few days, a week, a couple of weeks, a month, heck maybe even a year."
" What did Sirius do now?"
" Nothing, nothing at all."
When everyone gave him a look that said 'yea right' he quickly added,
" Just, well my dear old auntie Shirl was over and she was complaining about the smell of the highlands. Quite lovely smell if you ask me, yet she seemed to have a problem with it. So, being the gentleman I am and all," Five ' yea rights' could be heard following this comment. Sirius continued as if he had'nt heard them, " I decided to give her some perfume. Only I think I got the labels mixed up. Turned out it wasnt purfume, I gave my dear auntie. It was skunk oil."
Everyone started laughing but Allanon, who most likely never laughed.
" Soooo, can we puhleaseeeee stay here. Please. We'll be good I promise." Sirius said, making his cutiest puppy dog face.
" Please Mr. Potter, sir." Remus added, mimicing Sirius' face.
" This is against my better judgement, but... ok"
" YAY." Remus and Sirius screamed, and started jumping around the common room.
" We get to stay with Jamie. We get to stay with Jamie."
"DON'T CALL ME JAMIE." James screamed.
" Fine, Jamsiers. Hey, why dont you introduce us to your charming friend here," Sirius said, and instead of waiting went up to Allanon himself and said," Hello there fine sir. My name is Sirius Mercutio Benvolio Black. Of the Leah Blacks. My dadda is Steff Black, and my momma is Teal Black. I got 3 sisters, and an evil auntie, who you probably heard smells like a skunk. This is my buddy Remus, he lives with me, and James here is my bestest buddy in the whole wide world."
When Sirius finished he looked at Allanon waiting for him to give his name. When he didnt, Sirius became scared. It was probably because Allanon was staring at him, with something between amusement and hesitation.
" James, I believe Mr.'s Black and Lupin should join you on your trip." He suddenly said.
A/N: On to fix the next chappie. Oks. were supposed to get more snow tonight. YAY. Sooo, yeah..