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Hi there people, sorry for the extremely late update…Army's killing with the schedule and almost all my creative brain cells had been damaged by my commanders who took pleasure giving us punishment for each tiny mistake we make…Anyway, I had managed to rally together enough of my degenerating brain cells to create this chapter… Another thing, I have decided to speed up the timeframe for this story. I don't have enough romantic cells in me to write wishy-washy 'I love you' type of stories. And secondly, I would like to wrap up this story earlier so I can focus on the other stories. Enjoy!

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Harry Potter and the Ancients' Past

Herald of War

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Five years had passed since the arrival of Fenix to the village of Norzum. During his time over at the village, he had brought many changes to their way of life. He introduced ways of predicting weather, more efficient way of farming and so much more. The villagers who had once view him with great distrust for surviving something none had survived before now come to view him as a humble person who would give a helping hand when needed. There was a great celebration two years ago when Fenix married Vereesa, the village half elf, half veela priestess. This was the last hurtle that Fenix had passed since his arrival for now the village will accept him as one of their own.

Not only that, Fenix found that his vision had changed, somehow. Instead of the normal vision, his burnt eye can see everything, Soul-Reader, Aura revealer, Spectral vision and magic seer. As it was impossible to grow an eye, people had always avoided his look for it unnerves them to look at his empty eye socket. Vereesa simply just gave him an enchanted piece of cloth which blocked all his vision strange powers. But before that, Fenix found that he had six lines which were linked to his soul. One was with Vereesa and the others, only time can tell.

During his time at the village, he learned about the feared Deathwing. His original name forgotten through the passage of time.

A titanic Dragon which was the physical manifestation of primitive chaos of the world, Deathwing and his counterparts were once the nine guardians of the world. However a disaster struck, killing of Deathwing's flight. It was said that the killing was done by a group of mages comprising of human and elves. The act broke Deathwing's mind and anger took over. He was told that Deathwing had pledged to destroy all mortal creatures. He pitied the massive dragon for losing his flight but this was no reason to raze innocent people to cinders.

He had enjoyed peaceful time but something within him was screaming danger. Nightly, Fenix reviewed the night constellations, comparing them with what there was the previous night. What he found disturbed him deeply. There was a slight but constant darkening of the night sky from the North. It was subtle influence but Fenix noticed it.

"War is coming," he muttered before turning back into the house.

He had no idea how right was he…

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A week later…

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Fenix and a few others returned from the nearby forest to a stunning sight. Armed cavalry had invaded their village. His sanctuary… without a word, Fenix dashed towards the centre of the village. The few villagers had became accustomed to his strange powers had not commented on it. After all it was a time when magic was part and parcel of life. But they had a hard time chasing and catching up with him. Fenix reached the centre of the village, avoiding all the armed personnels patrolling the village. His sudden appearance stunned the cavalry.

"Let them go," Fenix whispered. His soft voice managed to carry to every single person within the village. The soft was laced with quiet menace and threat of what will come should his demand not be met.

"Why should I listen to you, scarred beast."

A tall young elf on top of an elven war-horse rode forward.

"After all this was once my village and birthplace."

"Sinestro," spat Ganthet, an elder in the village.

"Yes, it is me, Elder Ganthet." The blonde elf spat. "You all had once belittled me. So I had left…now I had returned, as the Knight-General of the Western Elven Armies. With full glory, His Royal Majesty of our motherland had granted me leave to expand the land to clear off the unwanted races. And to marry the woman I love."

And he looked to the left. Harry followed his gaze and immediately, his blood came cold. His beloved wife had been tied up.

"You dare?" Fenix snarled. "You dare to tie up my wife?"

The Knight-General pale face turned scarlet. It was apparent that the thought that Vereesa was already bonded to another never crossed his mind. Fenix wondered if that shade of red was a result of anger or embarrassment or both. He understood the situation clearly. The elf named Sinestro had two choices. Either Sinestro kill him on the spot or challenge him a duel. Fenix was confident of his own mastery over all weaponries. There was no fear of defeat. He seriously hoped to have a match with his proud elf. He wished to test his skills against a tried veteran.

"Draw your sword, Sinestro." Fenix spoke. He refused to give him a chance to back down.

"What did you just said, beast?"

"I called for a duel, Sinestro. Or your rather top heavy rank caused you to loss the basic ability to understand what I'm speaking?"

Angrily, Sinestro drew his sword and leapt down from his horse. Fenix smirked at this apparent display of anger. Letting people know your emotion let people know how to fight you.

A whispered word and a subtle tug of his magic. A flash of sliver and a gleaming sword floated into Fenix's waiting hand. Giving his opponent a mocking salute, he said, "To Death."

"For war."

Fenix noted the bloodlust in his opponent's eye. There was darkness in his eyes that Fenix had never noticed before. It appears that the reach of the darkness had extended even to the elves. The village and its surrounding were rather remote so no nation had claimed them as part of their vassal or territory. As a result, they had very little news from the more developed cities. But what they had gleamed told them of a war. A war of immerse proportion. They called it the war of cleansing. And his comment regarding the duel was the confirmation he needed.

The surrounding people cleared away from the two duelers. The elves cavalry on a side while the prisoners had somehow managed to free themselves on the other side. There was a slight pause before the two struck.

The long clang sound that they heard was made up of several short clashes of the swords. Both were moving at a speed beyond what mortal eyes can follow. Their fight seemed to be like a choreograph dance. However it was soon apparent that the Knight-General was at the winning end. Each blade came closer to Fenix body as the battle rages on. Suddenly, Fenix disengaged.

"Very nice," Fenix said as he swished his sword. "Truly a veteran of war. It seems that I have to improve my standard."

With that, Fenix moved his eye mask in a way that it covered both his eyes. He held his sword in a manner that said come and get me. The elven Knight-General was further incensed by that act.

'He dare fight me blinded? HE DARE?'

With a roar of rage, Sinestro leapt at Fenix. Standing motionlessly, Fenix awaits for the attack he knew that was coming. He sensed the elf had come after him with a vicious move which will behead him. His sword came up and blocked the blow. Thirty blows were given but none had penetrated Fenix's defense.

"Your attack was not too shabby…" Fenix said after Sinestro retreated, stunned. "But how is your defense?"

There was a moment of silence as the two groups struggled to understand what Fenix had meant. But when the truth sunk in, they were stunned. By then it was too late. Sinestro was lying on the ground with numerous wounds, unconscious. Fenix smirked at the fallen Knight-General before turning to the remaining knights.

"This is not your place. This is my Sanctuary. I give you a choice, leave or death by my hand. I assure you I would not have any mercy which I may have granted your commander."

Immediately, the company of cavalry mounted up and wheeled away from the village, taking their fallen commander with them. He turned to his beloved wife and gave her a fierce hug, just to reassure himself that she was still alive.

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Two months later…

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"Riders!" screamed a man who came running into the room. After the attack, Fenix had been regarded as the defender of the villager. Not only, anything regarding the safety of the village was referred to him. As a result, he was often waked from his sleep by some trivial problems. He was rather annoyed by the whole thing. However his wife found great amusement regarding this development. She refused to send anyone on their way when they came to see Fenix about some problems. This caused a great deal of headache for him. He had agreed to let his wife do whatever she like regarding when it came to guests.

"What did you said?"

Despite of his annoyance, Fenix knew that this was no joke. The presence of riders could mean that the war had spread beyond. The riders could be scouts, refugees or worst, an army. Either way, he had made plans for every situation that could happen. He had ordered walls and towers built. Not only that, he had sent messengers to all the villages which had swore to give aid in times of need. He had given them advices to prepare themselves for war. Together with a few rangers, Fenix had managed find a secular place to build a fortress as a contingency plan should all fail.

"Call to arms," instructed Fenix as he picked a sword off the rack and turned to find his bow, "Instruct everyone prepare for a siege. Have healers on standby."

"Sir!" with that, the young man ran out of his house.

Giving his wife a tender kiss, Fenix left his house. As he walked to the centre of the village, he noticed that everyone was busy preparing for the worst. Fenix had made it this way for if the worst is to happen, they will be prepared instead of running around like headless chicken. Reaching the centre, he demanded more information from the people who were there. He was surprised that it was the elven army who was on march here towards this tiny village.

"Prepare for evacuation, send message to all nearby village informing them of the threat. Advice them to evacuate immediately to the fortress and initiate defense spells around their village. I want one hundred volunteers to help me delay the army."

Without a word, all the rangers and magicians stood forward as well as a few centaurs. He smiled as he mentally prepared to deal with the advancing army. His mind started creating tactics to stall and delay the army until all can reach the fortress.

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A little while later…

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Fenix and a few rangers stood on top of the tree as they watch the army's movement. Hidden by the foliage, they observed unnoticed by the army. A signal from came and the group released arrows at the middle of the army. After the arrow was released, the group disappeared from the area, leaving no signs of their presence. The arrows however had a more devastating effect. Each of them had been charged with a dozen of spells, causing massive explosion amid the group causing massive casualties.

This would keep them from reaching his place too soon, Fenix thought as he prepared to deal another blow to the invading army.

Along the way, the army found themselves harassed by various elements, ranging from spells to ambush to road blocks. Fenix's personal favourite was the chain mines formation. He laid a array of spelled box along the way. Once the first mine had been activated, it would set off a chain explosion along the way, killing everyone within the blast area. By the time they had reached the village, the army had only half of their move out strength.

The morale of them had also reached a low level for a lot of their friends had died. However due to the darkness that had spread, they now crave for battle.

However, due to Fenix's foresight, there was no one left in neither the village nor the villages around. That set of the rage and anger of elves. They destroyed everything in sight and they also salted the farmland, preventing anything from growing in the future. The move however created more problem as earth golems rose from the ground to combat the invaders. By the time all the golems were destroyed, the last remaining people of Fenix's team had already retreated back to the fortress.

"General, all the villages had been abandoned! There is no one found."

"Find them and destroy them!" screamed Sinestro. No one ever escaped from him, the Knight-General of the Elven army.

TBC…

Another note from your Author:

Well here's another chapter…so stop screaming! I know that it is a bit shorter that those before but this was the best I could do for now. I need reviews and reviews to keep me interested. Haha! Enjoy this chapter and tell me how is it…

Knight-General: a military rank some what akin to those of a General

List of rank of officers (I created some of the ranks and bypass some.)

From lowest to hightest

Lieutenant, Captain, Major, Colonel, Lieutenant-General, Major-General, Knight-Lieutenant, Knight-Captain, Knight-Colonel, Knight-General, and lastly, Knight-Marshall

And for those who are wondering, Fenix Renasc is Harry Potter…it's just that he is suffering from amnesia. The name mean Phoenix reborn, I personally think that it is fitting… I know that it was confusing regarding how Harry gained his knowledge and skills…I'm Chinese and a Buddhist to boot, I believe in past live. I used this concept. Each of his past live, he had learnt something right? I just have him relive some of his past life, in a way; he remembered all his skills and knowledge. Need further explaining:)

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