He shot up in his bed breathing irregularly and in a cold sweat that covered his whole body.He was awoken by a strange dream, in the dream a man and woman that seemed familiar had been killed by a green light and a man he thought he should of been terrified of. Though for as hard as he tried when he was done searching his memorys, he still could'nt place the couple that had died. The dream had been a recuring one and had haunted him for the past two weeks. Also the thought of being afraid of a gangly man in what seemed like a glorified dress made him chuckle. With all the impressive things his father and teacher had taught him, he was a force to be reckoned with.
He reached out and picked up his small lensed and rimless glasses then sliped them on, swinging his legs over the edge of his bed, he stood then stretched before headed over to his door without making a sound. As he opened the door hos father stood in front of his doorway dressed in the same outfit he always wore, no matter what, it was always the same outfit just different colors. Today he wore a very dark charcoal grey version of his usual dark green suit that was reminiscent of a police uniform from meiji era Japan.
Over the suit he wore a long burgundy vest-like coat that went down slightly past his knees, it also had a large collar but no buttons so it hung open at all times. He stared down at Harry with a half smile half sneer "Ready?". Harry nodded and grabbed his blade that had been resting against the wall close to his door, he followed after his father as they headed out to the backyard.
They took positions and stared each other down, his father then unsheathed his sword that seemed to appear in his hands, shadows escaped the sheath with the drawing of the blade and flew into the air like splattered blood. He threw the sheath into the air and an owl swooped down and grabed it before taking off to perch on the roof. He smirked at Harry as a dark power seemed to radiate from the blade which itself was as black as night, he suddenly charged leaving after images in his wake. Harry suddenly unsheathed his sword and brought his blade up just in time to stop the downward strike from his teacher, he dropped his sheath on the floor and pushed at his teachers sword causing him to back off slightly. Harry charged forward leaving a small after image himself and striked diagonally, Setsuna brought his sword up at an angle and let Harrys blade connect then slide down and away harmlessly. His free hand flashed out and caught Harry in the face knocking him back, Setsuna then quickly spun and shot a wave of dark energy at Harry. Seeing this at the last moment Harry brought his sword up then down in a vicious slash that let out a burst of dark energy canceling out his fathers, as the attacks dissipated he found his fathers foot flying at his face, he quickly moved his head and the foot missed by a centimeter but caught him in the side of the head as his father moved his leg to the side and brought it back down. He looked up to find his fathers blade comming towards his neck but he brought up his own sword at the last second and stopped the strike from decapitating him. He pushed the blade away and threw some grass and dirt up at his fathers face, as the clump left his hand he quickly rolled away but also sweeped at his fathers legs during his brief retreat.
Setsuna always expected dirty tricks seeing as he was the one who taught his son to fight that way, he held his hand in front of his face and blocked the clump of grass and dirt but was caught by the leg sweep, as he fell backwards his hand shot out and he turned his fall into a flip. As he was about to land he saw a flash and a burst of dark energy and suddenly his arm and sword were gone in a spray of blood and gore, Harry had shot up and released a burst of dark energy as his sword reached his dads arm, the sword had cut half way then the burst blew the rest of the arm off. His father shook his head and signaled the end of the fight, he chuckled in a creepy manner as a new arm shot out from where his old one used to be, it was covered in blood but he shook most of it off. He walked over to his old arm and took the blade from its grasp, the owl flew down and dropped the sheath then landed on his shoulder. He quickly sheatherd the blade then walked over to his son "You have improved...good, go freshen up then come down to the kitchen...I have something to discuss with you". Setsuna then dissapeared into the house, Harry headed to the bathroom and took a quick shower then got dressed before heading down to the kitchen. He found his father sitting at the small table drinking something, he sat down acros from him and his father suddenly threw something at him, he caught it and found that it was a letter "That came for you this morning...". Harry looked surprised, no one knew were they lived or knew of them for that matter, he quickly broke the seal and opened the letter and read it over "Its from a school called Hogwarts, it says they teach wizards and witches how to use their power and that I've been accepted". Setsuna nodded "I want you to go, theres not much more I can teach you at this time and there you can learn some new powers and what not", Harry nodded slowly "Fine, I will go but it says here I'll need supplies from a place called Diagon Alley".
Setsuna just grinned "Dont worry, I've been there a few times, I know what they are talking about. Anyways we'll go get your supplies today...oh and Happy Birthday" He threw his sheathed blade at Harry. He caught it and looked down at it then up at his father "Are you seriously giving me your weapon?", His father simply smirked at him "Well it is your birthday and you earned it...Well hurry up were going now".