I decided to start this story, while I am waiting for my beta reader to finish my other story. Dark Angel: 452 or Max, is not complete, and will not be abandoned. I hope you enjoy this one as much as that one. This one is a crossover between Harry Potter and Dark Angel. I hope you like it.

"Talking"

'thinking'

/parseltongue/

:Military Hand Motions:

Dark Angel and Harry Potter

Presents

A New Beginning

CHAPTER 3

'Finally,' thought the lab technician, 'this boy has complicated d.n.a. But it was worth it.'

The man looked down at the boy and saw his short-cropped black hair, with a barcode on his neck. The only thing that differed him from the other Transgenics was his scar that they couldn't seem to get rid of.

"Get up, 549."

"Who are you?" asked the boy, "Where is Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia? I wanna go home…"

The man looked at the boy, and direction two trainers near him to come over.

"He is to report to psy-ops, for docterination."

"Don't you mean re-indoctrination?" asked the trainer.

"No. This one is fresh from the outside. I think Lydecker is holding a meeting on this one. Dismissed."

They grabbed the kid, and made their way toward Phys-ops. But it was not an easy take. The kid almost got lose, so they finally had to knock him out. They brought him in, and strapped him to the chair. A laser went on, and then the screaming started.

'Damn,' thought Lydecker, 'I didn't know that these kind of dangers were out there. He is going to be a great asset. Yes he will. Time to go to psy-ops and see how our little wizard is doing. Yes, he will learn.

He got out of his chair, and walked down to the laboratory, where the screaming could be heard, from outside the door. He could here a psy-op soldier, talking to him, as the laser machine could be heard buzzing.

"You are a soldier, a Manticore soldier. You are loyal to Manticore and only to Manticore. You have a duty to Manticore, obey Manticore. Discipline, Duty, Obedience, Family. You are XW-5 549."

Images flashed before his eyes. He saw what he was supposed to do. But something inside him made him stop.

"Noooooooooo, mummy…leave her alone…'

Lydecker made his way in.

"What seems to be the problem 489?"

"He doesn't seem to want to cooperate, sir. Nothing is working, we have put this on 5000 power level and nothing."

"Very well. Put it too level 25,000. That should give him a shock. In two days we shall see how he fairs in the Tank. After that if he still hasn't come around, put him in 'The Chair'."

"Sir, 'The Chair'. Isn't that a little too much, for a three year old boy."

"He is not a boy. He is a Transgenic. As such, treat him like one 489."

"Sir, yes, sir."

And so the pain continued. For a week.

Finally the week was up and she stopped the laser and the images, and started to talk to him. He looked at her, with pain in his eyes.

"Come on little one. Just stop being so strong."

Lydecker made his way in. He looked at the little kid and said…

"ATTENTION."

The boy looked at him with those green eyes, with tears rolling down his face.

"Who are you?"

"489, give him the chair."

"Sir, yes, sir."

She grabbed the young boy by the ear, and drug him to the chair, and layed him on it. She strapped him down, and put little suction cups onto his body.

"On your command, sir."

"Do it."

'Come on, you little monster. You can do it. Just brake, so the training can start.'

He started to scream and his eyes rolled back. He quickly went up and checked his pulse. It was still beating fine.

'I better call Vernon.'

"489 keep it going till I come back."

"Sir, yes, sir."

He walked out of the room and into his office. Picking up the phone he quickly dialed the number.

"Hello," answered a female voice.

"Petunia Dursley."

"This is she, who is this."

"It's Lydecker."

"What do you want?"

"Does the boy have any protection charms on him?"

"He might. I can come and check if you want."

"Yes, apparate into my office…NOW."

"Of course."

And with a crack she disappeared and reappeared in front of him.

"Hello again. Come with me. I am going to need you to take off the charm, and then do a memory charm also."

"Fine, where is he."

"This way. Here is another five thousand, to keep your mouth shut."

He led the way to the Psy-ops lab.

"489 stop."

"Sir, yes, sir."

She flipped the switch, and the screaming stopped. The little boy's eyes flicked open, and he cried out.

"Aunt Petunia, I'm so sorry, I won't do it again, please. I wanna go home."

"Quiet little one," she whispered, "if it were up to me you would, but I have my orders.

She lifted her wand and said in a clear voice…

"Finite Incantatem"

A bright blue light flew from her wand, and hit the boy. He started to tremble and a pink and purple light flew from his body.

"There, that was the protection charms on him, as well as the tracing charms. Now 'obliviate'."

A yellow light came out and hit him.

"Okay Lydecker do your stuff."

"489 do it."

She started to whisper in his ear, and a piercing scream came from him. The women left, and all that was there was screaming, and pain. For two hours straight. Finally it stopped. Lydecker looked at him with tired eyes.

"ATTENTION."

He stood up quickly.

"State your designation."

"549"

"Good. Okay 489 he is yours. I expect him to be ready like the other X5's in 6 months. See you then."

He turned around and walked away.

'Now that I have that done, time to go finish reading all about the wizarding world.'

Thank you for reading this chapter. If you could please review, and tell me what you think. Is it good? Is it bad? Should I continue? Or just stick to my other fic? Please tell me.

Iridesecent Twilight: Thank you for the review. Here is the next chapter. Hope you liked it.