A/N: Sorry I haven't updated in a while, but I've been focusing too much on my RPGs and other things. Note: Walker is a char from some of my RPGs. For more info go to The Citadel of those Who Walk: http:thosewhowalk. Warzone 2089 A.D.: http:warplanet11. Harry lay in his trance a strange point of light appeared, a point of light that seemed almost exactly like the light/not light that had appeared with Harry's use of Hermione's spell. This quickly grew to the size of a door and a man stepped through. He had short, dark blond hair, brilliantly blue eyes, tanned skin, a face that seemed years older than his body, and was so tall that his head nearly brushed the ceiling. He walked over to Harry, and after the light completely disappeared behind him, he shrank to about 6'3, his hair turned dark gray and lengthened to his shoulders, his eyes became even bluer, and his face and skin became wrinkled and weatherbeaten, so tan they seemed almost red. He walked over to Harry and looked down at him.

"Interesting" he muttered "Lots of nu-class rad but he's too old… Hmmm." He noticed the lightsabers and reached down to pick one up. "Seems a bit like the wand nu- channellers they have in some universes. Oh well, only one way to find out." he shook Harry. "Wake up boy, I need to figure out what you are!" he heard a noise at the door and whirled to face it, a small, bladed boomerang-like weapon sliding into each of his hands. He saw Lathe, standing ready with throwing stars. Lathe motioned him forward and the man stepped into the hallway, where he was met by Sabriel and Luke. They led him downstairs and sat him down on the couch.

"Who are you?" asked Luke

"And how did you get by us?" asked Lathe

"I am Walker." said the man "I am the leader of Those Who Walk Between. Until now, we were the only people who could travel Between worlds at will, but something brought you here quite easily. And that boy, and all of you are absolutely overflowing with nu radiation."

"What?" asked Sabriel, "Don't we get to go a minute without something newer and weirder happening?"

"Apparently not." said Walker "Now if I may ask, what are you?"

"I am a Jedi Master, and my companions are a Blackcollar and the Abhorsen. Harry is all three and more."

"I see…" said Walker "Do you mind if I summon a friend of mine? It will also show you how I got here." The three looked at each other.

"Why not?" said Sabriel "Go ahead." A opening like the one that appeared in Harry's room appeared, instantly dispelling Walker's old-man appearance and temporarily cutting them all off from the force and their various powers. Moments later, a little child, no older than seven stepped through.

"Yes, Walker?" he asked

"Inkeraklatijardti, do you know anything of the groups known as Jedi Masters, Blackcollars, or Abhorsens?" asked Walker. The boy's eyes rolled back into his skull and he began to speak in a monotone, as if reading

"Jedi Masters: Leaders of a group of ardti that have telekinetic, telepathic, and empathic abilities. Follow a set of rules known as the 'Jedi Code' that forbids emotion and, to a certain degree, action. This is to guard against the so-called 'Dark Side' of the 'Force', as they call ar. This 'Dark Side' is merely ardti who use ar in selfish ways."

"Blackcollars: A group of elite, highly trained soldiers that are ardti through the use of a drug known as 'Backlash', which gives them increased strength, reflexes, and general combat ability."

"Abhorsens: An order of ardti that combines two other ardti, known as 'Charter Mages' and 'Necromancers'. They work to destroy other 'Necromancers' and the ardti known as 'Free Magic Sorcerers', in addition to the aryil known as Dead and Greater Dead. Will that be all?" Walker nodded.

"Unless there are others I need data about."

"Well, maybe the wizards," suggested Sabriel.

"Which ones?" asked the strange creature "That is a very common name for ardti."

"Here, we'll show you one." said Sabriel, starting up the stairs. The creature looked at Harry when they arrived at his room.

"Hmmm… This is something new. I know nothing of it and there is nothing in the library."

"Unsurprising," said Walker "From what these three have said, he is trained in all three of their arts and in wizardry." The small boy/creature picked up Harry's wand/lightsaber.

"From this I'd say he's from a primitive version of old Ternk's world. They have ardti in some of those, and many of them use things superficially like these. They're called wands." Lathe nodded

"He used his wand in making these. It's in one of them."

"That explains it. Did he tell you how he brought you here?"

"He used some sort of spell made for him by a friend."

"Fascinating." Said the creature, "I've never met someone who could use another version of ard to Walk. I'd suggest using the perfected DITS to teach him to Walk. We wouldn't want him accidentally doing anything… dangerous." Walker nodded and turned his back to the rest of them. With his robe hiding his actions he did something to Harry and then turned back.

"The inhibitors are in place. He can open Gates, but he won't remember how unless he's in dire need. Now I believe we should go." He looked at the three other extrauniversal visitors. "We were never here." With that he turned and followed the boy/creature through the glowing hole that appeared as he finished talking and changed him to his natural form. As the hole closed, the three remaining awakened people turned to go down stairs, leaving the sleep-feigning Harry to think about what had just happened. That thing cut me off from the Force. I've got to get rid of whatever he did to me. With that he dropped into yet another Jedi trance, this one targeted on removing the 'inhibitors', whatever they were.

(a/n I am trying to write more of this, but I'm also working very hard on an original story: http: so don't expect many updates, sorry)