A/N, I just noticed how my summary was cut off, so what it said was: "It
probably should be G or PG, but there might be a lot of cursing so just to
be on the safe side, PG-13. And now, on with chapter two.
As Harry rushed out of the Dursley's house he felt a mixture of excitement, trepidation, and hope that he was insane. When he got to #5 Privet Dr. he found out that he had no such luck, because when he rang the doorbell it was answered by none other than Luke Skywalker
"Damn!" he swore
"You wish you were crazy?" asked Luke "We aren't that weird." Harry, still disconcerted by Luke's mind reading abilities simply said
"Ummm, no not really." And walked in. When he got in he greeted Lathe and Sabriel, and started to ask how he was going to be trained, when Luke interrupted.
"Before we go on I have a question. At first I thought that whatever that thing last night was summoned us, but now I sense something more. Harry, I believe you would be the one of us most likely to know?"
"Err, yeah, there sort of is more." said Harry uncomfortably "I don't know if this caused it, but before it happened I was trying to perform a spell that would give me more power that I needed to defeat Voldemort. My friend Hermione came up with it, she said it had to do with some muggle scientific theory and that it would allow me to draw on power from other me's or something like that. I think it messed up because you 3 definitely aren't other versions of me. And I'm not drawing power from you, you're supposed to be training me, or at least I think that's what the thing said."
"I'm guessing it had to do with the multiverse theory" said Lathe "I didn't really pay much attention to it, but I think it says that there are multiple universes, but we can't get to them, and a new one is created every time something that could go multiple ways happens. That seems to fit with "other me's" thing she said, because if a new universe was created that often then there would have to be more than one version of you."
"Okay, while that's about as clear as mud, I think it's all that we'll be able to figure out until we know more. So, lets get started training Harry. Who goes first?"
"How bout me? What I have to teach will undoubtedly be useful in your training also." Said Lathe
"Sounds good to me." Said Sabriel. Luke nodded, and Harry said
"Okay."
"Now," said Lathe "First order of business is to try out that conjuring ability we supposedly have now. Umm. Okay." he closed his eyes and appeared to concentrate. In front of him appeared 2 stacks of throwing stars, 2 pairs of nunchaku, 2 sniper's slingshots, and a suit of flexarmor. (a/n these are the weapons and armor that the Blackcollars use in the Backlash Mission, none of it is my idea).
"Put this on," he said tossing the flexarmor to Harry "then I'll start training you on these." After Harry had on the armor, he tossed him a stack of throwing stars, one pair of nunchaku, and a sniper's slingshot.
"Let's go," he said as he started to walk outside into the high-walled garden. The other three followed him, and when they got out there he had already conjured a target about 100-yards away and a small unlabeled vial. (a/n it's a fic, so bear with me even though the garden probably wouldn't be that big)
"Drink this," said Lathe "It should be Backlash." (a/n I don't really know what effect Backlash is supposed to have so I'll make something up and I don't know the dosages so I'll make that up too) Harry took the vial and swallowed the contents. He instantly felt relaxed and confident, he felt as though he could catch bullets, he felt invincible.
"Oh, and watch out for the side effects. At first it makes you feel really overconfident, which can get you killed, and later it makes you underestimate enemies. You need to control that. If you do it'll eventually go away. Now, watch this." Lathe turned, a star appeared in his hand, and almost at the same instant, flew towards the human shaped target. Lathe threw his entire stack of 20 in about 10 seconds and then walked over with Harry to the target.
"See, this is what I'm going to train you to do. Only Blackcollars have flexarmor so the neck is almost always a weak point." He said, indicating the 20 stars crammed onto the throat area. "Now you try." He grabbed his stars from the target, walked back with Harry, and waited. Harry clumsily took his stars out of the pouch on his wrist, and threw them one by one. In a minute he threw 20 stars, and only one even reached the wall. Lathe looked at him
"We've got a lot of work to do."
A/N Hope you enjoyed chapter 2, but there won't be any more for at least 5 days. I'm going on a trip tomorrow and won't be back till Saturday. And Hobbit-breath and Jago, I'm going to bug you two until you read this. Bwahahahahahahahahaha. REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
As Harry rushed out of the Dursley's house he felt a mixture of excitement, trepidation, and hope that he was insane. When he got to #5 Privet Dr. he found out that he had no such luck, because when he rang the doorbell it was answered by none other than Luke Skywalker
"Damn!" he swore
"You wish you were crazy?" asked Luke "We aren't that weird." Harry, still disconcerted by Luke's mind reading abilities simply said
"Ummm, no not really." And walked in. When he got in he greeted Lathe and Sabriel, and started to ask how he was going to be trained, when Luke interrupted.
"Before we go on I have a question. At first I thought that whatever that thing last night was summoned us, but now I sense something more. Harry, I believe you would be the one of us most likely to know?"
"Err, yeah, there sort of is more." said Harry uncomfortably "I don't know if this caused it, but before it happened I was trying to perform a spell that would give me more power that I needed to defeat Voldemort. My friend Hermione came up with it, she said it had to do with some muggle scientific theory and that it would allow me to draw on power from other me's or something like that. I think it messed up because you 3 definitely aren't other versions of me. And I'm not drawing power from you, you're supposed to be training me, or at least I think that's what the thing said."
"I'm guessing it had to do with the multiverse theory" said Lathe "I didn't really pay much attention to it, but I think it says that there are multiple universes, but we can't get to them, and a new one is created every time something that could go multiple ways happens. That seems to fit with "other me's" thing she said, because if a new universe was created that often then there would have to be more than one version of you."
"Okay, while that's about as clear as mud, I think it's all that we'll be able to figure out until we know more. So, lets get started training Harry. Who goes first?"
"How bout me? What I have to teach will undoubtedly be useful in your training also." Said Lathe
"Sounds good to me." Said Sabriel. Luke nodded, and Harry said
"Okay."
"Now," said Lathe "First order of business is to try out that conjuring ability we supposedly have now. Umm. Okay." he closed his eyes and appeared to concentrate. In front of him appeared 2 stacks of throwing stars, 2 pairs of nunchaku, 2 sniper's slingshots, and a suit of flexarmor. (a/n these are the weapons and armor that the Blackcollars use in the Backlash Mission, none of it is my idea).
"Put this on," he said tossing the flexarmor to Harry "then I'll start training you on these." After Harry had on the armor, he tossed him a stack of throwing stars, one pair of nunchaku, and a sniper's slingshot.
"Let's go," he said as he started to walk outside into the high-walled garden. The other three followed him, and when they got out there he had already conjured a target about 100-yards away and a small unlabeled vial. (a/n it's a fic, so bear with me even though the garden probably wouldn't be that big)
"Drink this," said Lathe "It should be Backlash." (a/n I don't really know what effect Backlash is supposed to have so I'll make something up and I don't know the dosages so I'll make that up too) Harry took the vial and swallowed the contents. He instantly felt relaxed and confident, he felt as though he could catch bullets, he felt invincible.
"Oh, and watch out for the side effects. At first it makes you feel really overconfident, which can get you killed, and later it makes you underestimate enemies. You need to control that. If you do it'll eventually go away. Now, watch this." Lathe turned, a star appeared in his hand, and almost at the same instant, flew towards the human shaped target. Lathe threw his entire stack of 20 in about 10 seconds and then walked over with Harry to the target.
"See, this is what I'm going to train you to do. Only Blackcollars have flexarmor so the neck is almost always a weak point." He said, indicating the 20 stars crammed onto the throat area. "Now you try." He grabbed his stars from the target, walked back with Harry, and waited. Harry clumsily took his stars out of the pouch on his wrist, and threw them one by one. In a minute he threw 20 stars, and only one even reached the wall. Lathe looked at him
"We've got a lot of work to do."
A/N Hope you enjoyed chapter 2, but there won't be any more for at least 5 days. I'm going on a trip tomorrow and won't be back till Saturday. And Hobbit-breath and Jago, I'm going to bug you two until you read this. Bwahahahahahahahahaha. REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!