Heir of the Immortals Resurrection
Chapter 17
Lily Potter sat behind her desk in the tallest tower of Azkaban industries. She stared out at the waves lapping at the shore of the island the ancient castle sat on.
At one time this place was a prison, filled with skeletal humanoid horses shrouded in shadows that drank the souls and happiness of the self-aware for sustenance. She shivered as an image of the three-fingered grey scab-covered appendage poking out from beneath a black cloak flashed through her mind.
It reminded her too much of her home-world. She turned to face her desk, moonlight highlighting her crimson hair as she flicked through the holographic screens created from a pyramid sitting at each corner of her desk.
In her home-world, aliens called Daemonites had attacked earth. In a way, they were worse than the Dementors that previously roamed this island. It is ironic in this world that she has hunted mutants to further her goals when in her world mutants and magic users were the same thing.
Each person born with the ability to use magic was born attuned to a specific branch, time, flesh, reality, plant, space, dimension, and many more, but for all the power of her people, it meant nothing against the Daemonites.
The bipedal alligators with four arms could possess anyone, endowing their vessel with tremendous strength, telepathic powers, shapeshifting, and regenerative healing. Her fingers curled around the arm of her chair. Even worse, they had their own magic. With the knowledge of their vessels, and their own, they quickly dominated the earth.
She glanced around the room trying to find something to take her mind off the memories of her past.
Tapestries covered the red stone that made up the castle.
A black leather couch sat against one wall. Two square leather chairs sat at each end of the couch. On the opposite wall sat a widescreen TV. In between the couch and TV was a glass coffee table with an iron base accented in gold.
Slowly, she moved out from behind her desk walking around the room. Memories of her past pushing to the forefront of her mind despite her attempts at distraction. With her people being possessed by the Daemonites as the strongest vessels, the humans, lips twisted into a sneer at the thought of them turned on them even as they fought to protect them.
They began killing her people in their sleep. Foolishly believing that if there were no more Magical's, then the Daemonites would leave.
A tear trailed down her pale cheek and her Emerald eyes burned crimson with anger. Their actions cost her, her firstborn she shook her head, her hand bawling into a fist, the black claws that sprouted from her fingers digging into her palm.
That was in the past, the magical world would be strong now, since they had arrived, they had attuned each magic-user to a specific branch like those in their world. The results had been fascinating.
By bringing together the old families, they had created a power base that now spread throughout Europe. If an attack came, the Magical's would be safe, and more importantly, she would reclaim what she lost.
"Mrs. Potter," a voice sounded throughout the room.
"Yes, Poppy."
"We need you down in the hatchery."
Glancing at the oval-shaped mirror mounted on the wall to her left, she checked her appearance, shifting her face so that no one would see the remnant of her tears, "I'm on my way."
–XX –
Lily rode the circular glass elevator down from her office, staring out as the floors of Azkaban Castle passed her by.
People in lab coats and jeans moved from arch to arch, their heads angled downwards as they focused on their clipboard. In this facility, Arthur Weasley a techno-mage, reverse engineered technology around the world to be powered by magic. With his intuitive knowledge of electronics, he built a lot of the technology that the magical world used and provided to others, helping fuel their economy.
His wife Molly works on the farms, and in the kitchens growing food and potion ingredients for their world to use, while also cooking food for those that worked at Mys. tech.
The elevator darkened, a blue strip flickering on above her head as she moved beneath the ground. The elevator jerked as it came to a stop. The glass of the elevator revolved, revealing a square opening.
Stepping out, she moved down a concrete hallway, florescent tubing sitting in the seam between the wall and ceiling spreading its harsh light throughout the space. Stopping in front of a metal door, she placed her palm on a plate to the right of the door. A horizontal line bounced up and down her palm before flashing green.
The door before her hissed open. Stepping inside, she paused a few feet into the doorway and looked around.
Around her was a cave, carved into the Blackstone of the island. The walls had been sanded smooth up to the ceiling that had a slight curve to it. Shelves line the right wall, jars of dried herbs and other ingredients floating in a variety of liquids packed every inch of the shelf. Smaller shelves spread throughout the place held thick leather-bound books with yellowed parchment, scrolls, and discs.
Small desks sat throughout the room, pale blue light shining from laptop screens helping to like the place like stars.
To the left were golden spheres embedded in the walls.
Tubular lights ran across the ceiling and down the walls, revealing small shadows curled within each of the spheres.
Moving forward, she stopped before two people.
Poppy Pomfrey last of the line of the first Druids stood 5'6" tall with pale skin. Her dark brown hair was pulled back into a bun. Her Hazel eyes glanced from Lily to the potions brewing at a nearby table.
She wore a maroon-colored blouse, dark slacks, high heels, and a white lab coat. The ensemble showed off a lean body packed with wiry muscle. Spiderweb-like tattoos made of small runes covered the back of her pale hands.
"What do you have for me?"
"We," she gestured at the other person in the room.
Severus Eric Prince was 6'2" tall thin with a narrow face, hooked nose, and Brown eyes. His dark hair was pulled back into a knot. The pale man ignored both women, hunched over a nearby table, his black lab coat pooling around him.
Lily watched him work, Severus Prince was perhaps one of her most valuable agents. The son of Abraham Erskine and Eileen Prince. He was born when Eileen took it upon herself to try to get the man's super-soldier formula. The people she had working for her at the time were overeager, they tested it on Severus, her hand curled into a fist, they did not survive to do something like that again.
While it did not give him superhuman physical abilities, it vastly increased his intelligence and quite possibly affected his magical talents. Despite what was done to him, Lily couldn't stop herself from being curious how the serum had affected him magically.
Over time, she discovered he gained the ability to affect properties, both normal and supernatural. Seeing potential in this, she immediately had him start working with Poppy Pomfrey, the greatest medic to ever walk the earth in her opinion.
Together they were able to create a working version of Abraham's formula. It was now given to every magical on their twenty-first birthday after they completed their final year of schooling.
Poppy's words brought her back to reality, "Have completed studying the eggs of the mutant."
Lily glanced towards the back wall.
Shackled spreadeagled to the stone was a teen with a translucent yellow circle on his chest. IV stand sat in a semicircle around him, plastic bags of different colored liquid hanging from them. Tubes ran into the major veins of his arms and legs.
Slowly, she approached the teen her Emerald eyes taking in his mostly naked form. Reaching forward with her left hand, she lifted his head, taking in his glassy eyes.
"What have you given him?"
"Draft of the living dead, nutrients potions, and a few other things to keep his muscles from deteriorating," Severus answered not looking up from his work.
Nodding, Lily turned back to the boy, Fabio Medina was an interesting mutant. He could fire unfertilized eggs from his chest.
After taking the fruit of the divine spark, she discovered that she could manipulate DNA. One of the first things she did was replicate Hermione Granger's powers. With them, she began searching the multi-verse for mutants that could help her accomplish her goals.
Fabio was found in a universe that was a few years ahead of their own. While she was keeping track of his counterpart on this earth, she tried not to take mutants from this world anymore, since it seemed to be drawing trouble.
After all, she had already lost two facilities. Once she had discovered Fabio, she assigned Severus and Poppy to work with her in creating a new generation of Magical's that would be stronger than those currently walking the earth. She turned away from the mutant, walking along the wall where the eggs were embedded in the rock.
She walked at a slow pace, eyeing each of the shadows inside.
"As you can see," Poppy began, "we were able to make the eggs viable." She shook her head, "it wasn't that hard, my power of fertility inducement fixed them right up. As per your request we used the DNA you provided to begin the project," a smile curled her lips, "the first child to be born, will be yours and Sirius Aries black."
"Good," Lily replied, never taking her gaze off the egg. After the birth of Lucille, James had used his powers to take away her ability to have children. Even after absorbing him into her body and taking his power as her own, the damage was done.
Long before that, however, she found, Sirius Black. He was devoted to her after she saved his life, and she hoped that James had only stopped her from having children with him, the man never would've thought she would look elsewhere, unfortunately, he was smarter than she anticipated.
She turned to look at Pomfrey, "nine months gestation?"
"With his unique genetic structure, I would say ten. You could use time manipulation to speed up his growth, but that would leave you with an adult body, and the mind of a child."
Lily turned back to the egg, with a soft smile on her face. She placed her hand on the yellow membrane, "That's fine."
"Sleep well my son," she whispered.
Turning away from the egg, she made her way over to a filing cabinet at the end of the table where Severus was working. Opening it, she pulled out a file and began to skim through it.
Every mutant they had taken, they made sure to take a blood sample from. At the moment, she was too scared to incorporate those mutants DNAs into her body. Right now, she focused on using that DNA to create a superior magical.
She looked around the room, this was what she wanted. While James was content to just build power and make money by giving extradimensional mutants new identities, she wanted to restore her family, her people, by any means necessary.
She may not be able to return the soles of her people, but the Homo Magi would rise again, and this time nothing would stop them. Closing the file, she turned to Poppy, "Anything I need to know?"
"Using the knowledge, we were able to recover from Pomona's seed, mutant DNA, and the divine spark, we were able to increase the child's magical potential, but he is going to have trouble wielding that much power. He will need artifacts to help him contain and manipulate it"
Lily's lips twisted; she did not want the new Homo Magi to have such an inborn weakness. The people of her world had long ago thrown away artifacts, finding them too limiting. For if one lost their artifacts, then they would be more open to attack. "What do you suggest?"
"When I was a child, I heard of an extradimensional place called Otherworld. The people there are supposed to live and breathe magical potential. I think we need to add an Otherworlder's DNA into the mix."
Lily leaned against the filing cabinet. This was problematic, while being closely tied to the earth, Otherworld had its own culture, cities, laws, armies. Taking from them could draw unwanted attention. That's something they didn't need. For all their power, she wasn't sure they could stand up to the denizens of Otherworld.
She shook her head, as long as they were careful, the ones ruling that place wouldn't find out. "Any specific Otherworlder? What exactly do you need?"
"Anyone native to the pocket dimension would work, but preferably someone who actively uses magic."
Pushing off the filing cabinet, Lily began walking out of the room, "I'll see what I can do. In the meantime, search through our genetic database, find a way to fix this problem just in case we can't get what we need."
"Alright, and Lily?"
The redhead turned, "Yes?"
Poppy stepped forward, her hands clasped in front of her, "You said once I got the eggs viable, I could create my child?"
Lily stared at Poppy, for all her knowledge in medicine and magic, Poppy's ability to induce fertility in others, left her barren. As the last of the line of original Druids, she had a responsibility to make sure her people didn't die out. "Begin the process whenever you like, but it will be 100 percent your responsibility."
Poppy inclined her head, "Thank you."
As Lily left the room, Poppy made her way over to the shelf containing their potion ingredients. Stepping to the left, she stared at a section of blank wall before placing her hand upon it, it shimmered, revealing a large recess with glowing Golden runes etched inside it.
Inside the recess, were racks upon racks of blood, held in stasis. Reaching inside, she pulled out a single vial, staring at the name etched upon the glass, Mark Diering.