A/N: Wow seven already. I'm honored. Thank you to all who reviewed and thanks for the advice, the next chapter is now out sooner, also a little twist that I doubt any of you saw coming. I just noticed in the last chapter I spelled Garlon Gorlon at the end, to keep away from confusion his name is Garlon. Hope you enjoy, please read and review.

Disclaimer: Disclaimer: Harry Potter does not belong to me, it belongs to J.K. Rowling and this is for fun only, nothing belongs to me, except a few characters, and the plot. Some belongs to T.A. Barron as well.

Age of Darkness: Year One

Kidnapping

Garlon was voted to be the one to pick up the boy. The boy who in time and training would become the leader of the elementals. They needed to get to him before something else happened, especially before he was abused beyond repair. Garlon appeared a little ways away from his destination which was Surrey, where the elemental was supposedly located. He had apparated right in front of a large group of muggles within a muggle shopping center. Now one needs to know a few things about Garlon, first and foremost he isn't exactly right in the head, second he cares nothing about laws and rules, and third he loves to confound the governments. The latter was something he had not been able to do since the last time he was above sea level, some few hundred years ago, after rescuing Merlin who had been trapped by the spirit of Yuri.

Garlon had appeared right in front of muggles it just so happens, and soon the wizarding government would come to check it out, except when they did he wouldn't be seen by the wizards and witches. No wizards or witches except for children would be able to see him, this did not include the muggles. The muggles stared stupidly at him, and as they were rubbing their eyes he vanished. The vanishing was done with an invisibility cloak, and he didn't actually move at all, he just stood their waiting for the fun to begin.

His fun happened a few minutes later when ministry officials appeared to find out what had happened. Thus it was that every muggle in the building watched as the ten ministry officials apparated into the building. The muggles watched in awe and confusion which soon turned to panic as a voice rang out.

"Attention all shoppers." The intercom speaker blared suddenly and started to produce static before continuing. "It appears strange cloaked figures have appeared out of nowhere into this shopping center. If any should see them run immediately for they are from a terrorist organization known as the MM. They are extremely dangerous if you wish to live run for your lives." The static returned and the intercom message continued. "Thank you shoppers we hope you enjoy your stay here at the Mentri's Shopping Center." It was Garlon who had intercepted the announcement and tweaked it to his own benefit. The minute the announcement ended pandemonium erupted.

The muggles terrified out of their minds began running, and there were over five hundred, probably more who had heard the message. They ran in all directions trying to escape. The ministry officials realized what was happening and cursed to themselves. Stunning spells were sent this way and that, and then some of the muggles started attacking them, half of the wizards were done and only around sixty muggles, some who were faking. Garlon decided to make his exit at this moment, and whistled innocently away, and chuckled to himself, as he heard one of the remaining ministry officials call for back up.

"Home? Yes, this is Auror force Z, we need backup! We're being attacked by raging mad muggles! Get backup here as soon as possi-" A clunk sound was heard as the fireplace the official had been calling was destroyed. The official had been knocked unconscious. Garlon continued chuckling as he went on his way to retrieve the elemental, his distraction made.

(Harry and Dudley.)

At number 4 Privet Drive, the young elemental in question was currently asleep in his cupboard under the stairs. His uncle had just finished his daily ritual of Harry teasing, and as he had finished his chores he was sent to bed. It was only six o'clock. Harry James Potter was the boys name, and he lived with his relatives the Dursleys. The Dursleys were an unruly and mean family. It was mainly Vernon Dursley, Harry's uncle who was really bad. Harry had just unexplainably caused his uncle to appear on top of the roof after he had threatened to slit the little boys throat, it had just happened. Harry was only two and had no idea what, why, or how it happened. When Vernon returned he was and kept muttering about not having that kind in his family he then preceded to grab Harry and start beating him. He was thrown into the cupboard after that, and heard as his uncle took Dudley, the Dursley's son out for ice-cream. Harry had been asleep when the Dursleys returned hours later and as it was getting dark, he heard his cousin whine for something to eat. Harry was hardly ever fed, and when he was it was usually only a small scrap from the uneaten leftovers.

Harry rarely if ever spoke, and his cousin was the opposite, however his words were usually 'no.' or 'won't' or something along those lines. He had learned that speaking got him into trouble, so he didn't speak, he was safer that way, it was how he survived so long. It was in the dead of night that he heard the noise. Harry's first instinct was to stay in his cupboard and put his head under the ruined pillow he slept on. His second instinct was to go find out what was causing the noise, eventually his curiosity won him over and he stepped outside his cupboard.

Dudley had also went to bed, and smirked at the thought of his cousin, but frowned at why his 'daddy' would hurt him. He just couldn't understand it. His parents never did anything like that to him, so why his little cousin? He had these thoughts quite often, usually however his thoughts of food and gifts went over them. It was late that night when Dudley heard a muttered curse come from outside his door. Dudley being a brave big boy went to investigate.

(Garlon)

He was lucky it was so late, he didn't mean to arrive at that time, but he did and it worked out all the better. The ministry fools would be trying to sort out the mess for hours, maybe even days. It was too bad he didn't get a paper in the 'Glass Palace' tomorrow's edition would have made a good read. It was eight o'clock when he arrived at Number 4 Privet Drive, he did not however put his plan in motion for quite a while.

It was a good thing Garlon had decided to wait, for if he hadn't he would probably have been caught by the members of the Order of the Phoenix who were stationed around he house. He waited two hours before hearing them being called in to help with the Mad Muggle Attack that was going on down in Mentri.

Garlon continued to watch the house, he didn't see any children, but he did see two muggles. One was extremely thin, and had a long neck, he thought she looked Giraffe like. The other was a large burly and extremely fat man, if anyone else lived in the house, he didn't see them. From what he had been told, the boy was supposed to be around the age of two, and it was a boy, not a girl. As the lights went out inside the house, he took out one of his favorite devices. This device was known as a Putter-outer. One by one each of the lights on Privet Drive went out. He waited another twenty minutes staring into the dark before finally making his move.

Garlon walked right up to the door, after checking to make sure none of muggle alarms he had heard about were on, he unlocked it with a wave of his hand, not even speaking. This alone would have earned one in the modern day wizarding world fame and fortune, and many would think he was some new savior, he may have not been an elemental, but even so, like all the other elementals and any related to them, he could do wandless, and wordless magic with ease. The door made a small clicking noise and unlocked, thankfully the muggles hadn't locked it any securer.

Garlon pushed open the door and stepped inside. The house was modernly normal, for a muggle anyways, and pictures were on the wall, showing baby pictures, but stranger enough no modern day pictures were up. Garlon had no idea what the kid looked like, he didn't even know the name, he would just kidnap the first kid he saw and hope that no more children lived in the house. As he moved around the house he stopped briefly for a little snack in the kitchen. 'Hey, what one does not know, can not hurt me.' he thought to himself before pulling out of the Dursleys fridge, the remains of a turkey, a half-gallon of milk, a slice of cake, and some croissants. He finished off the turkey, almost all of the half-gallon of milk, the slice of cake, and stuck the croissants in his pocket to snack on later. Living on the bottom of the ocean floor limited the food that was available. He went back over to the fridge and threw caution to the wind. He took out a large sack and then carefully begun shrinking the items in the fridge, cupboards, and freezer. By the time he was done, the only thing that was left in the Dursley's home was a jar of cranberry jam. The only reason that wasn't taken was because he and Merlin were allergic to cranberries. It was getting the food that caused the two children to wake up.

Garlon licked his lips, and then slung the sack over his shoulders, before leaving the kitchen he snatched up what was left of the milk and finished it off in one large gulp. He turned around only to discover a rather fat two year old staring at him and looking like he was about to cry. 'Shoot!' Garlon thought to himself. He tried to remember what his brother had done to quiet kids, and stop them from crying. If he was discovered, it would be much harder to grab the elemental.

"Uh.. Look kid, don't cry. I won't hurt you." Then he added quietly under his breath, "unless I'm forced to." The fat little kid heard and began to cry, loudly. Garlon quickly cast a silencing charm on the kid and listened to see if anyone woke up. No one did. He sighed a huge sigh of relief. The kid noticing that he was bawling and no noise was coming out, waddled angrily over to Garlon and kicked him in the shin.

"OW!" Garlon hollered, as the kid preceded to bite him. The kid might not have woken up his parents, but Garlon might have himself.

"You little." Garlon said threateningly. He grabbed hold of the kid who tried to squirm free and turned around remembering to grab the sack only to see another kid standing behind him, eating his hard earned croissants.

"What the?" Garlon exclaimed. "There's two of them? Which one's the elemental?" He asked himself. Trying not to wince as the boy he had in his arms bit him.

The little boy, had walked into the room and seen his cousin and another man talking. Harry watched for a few moments before noticing the sack and seeing the food inside. Harry had not eaten in about four days and was starving he went over to the sack on the floor and pulled out the croissants and began munching. He was totally oblivious to the fact of what was happening between the strange man and Dudley that he didn't notice as the man turned around and looked at him. If the man wouldn't have spoken, Harry would probably have forgot all about the strange man and his cousin, but as soon as he heard the voice he looked up to see the short man with the curly grey beard look at him. Harry began to get scared and became frightened of the man.

Garlon watched as the other kid was about to start crying. Cursing his luck he managed to say through gritted teeth. "Uh… It's not what it looks like. I'm your friend. I won't hurt you." This didn't have the same affect as it did on the other kid, he that was still gnawing on his arm. This kid looked at him, not sure if he was lying or telling the truth. The kid in his arm bit him really hard and Garlon let out a small curse which didn't go unnoticed by the boy. The curse had caused him to start crying, and Garlon winced as he heard the voice of one of the occupants of the household.

"BOY! If you don't shut your freakish trap, I'll shut it for you!" The angry voice of Vernon Dursley rang throughout the house. The boy stopped crying immediately, and sniffed once loudly before becoming completely silent.

Garlon cursed his luck that there would be two small boys in the household, and finally realized, that he would be doing the both of them a favor taking them away from the place. Making his mind up quickly, he beckoned the boy on the floor to grab his hand. The boy hesitantly came over and grabbed it, apparently thinking he could be trusted. Garlon grabbed the sack of food and drinks, and with the two boys in each of his hands portkeyed to the Glass Palace.

A/N: Didn't see that coming did ya? Next chapter will be the Dursleys and the wizarding world's reactions and responses to the kidnaps. Hope you enjoyed please read and review.