Catcher
Disclaimer; I own absolutely nothing that you have heard of from the five books by J.K. Rowling and anything that is from other stories that I copied without realising it. Other then that the ideas are just my imagination causing problems.
A/N; This chapter you get to meet the Maesters and also find out Harry's level but I was wondering about leaving that to suspend a bit longer.what do you think. Well since I am not evil I will put it in here. As Yana5 asked so nicely.
Chapter 4; The Maesters
"Medical Emergency in Initiation Room!" Valice Aurta's voice echoed through the Medical Wing and the medical staff snapped to attention. Everyone on base knew that they were accepting a new member today. If the emergency was in the Initiation Room then, either the kid needed medical attention or had attacked his guides. The latter being unlikely since a Zalot had chosen him.
The Medical Chief and a few of his doctors ran for the Initiation Room. The chief changed into a Black Panther to cover the distance and the others ran through a green wall to appear seconds later on the heels of their chief.
The scene in the room was chaos, the boy was on the floor in a position of intense pain and as the Chief looked him over he found burns on his right palm and a lightening scar on his forehead had turned a bright golden colour.
"What happened here?" He directed his question to the older man in the room.
"He collapsed during initiation, more then that you don't need to know." The answer came from the women.
"Very well, I know you members of the Order are sensitive over this procedure so I will take him to the Medical Wing, you can join us there if you like."
With that he conjured a stretcher and floated the form of Harry Potter out of the room with the other doctors leading the way. They were followed by Valice and Alandria.
* * *
"Welcome to the forth room of you tour Harry," the amusement behind the words caused Harry to look into the eyes of Valice and then around the white room. Harry groaned as he remembered the previous events.
"I always manage to end up in a Hospital," he chuckled, then grew serious again. "What happened?"
"Basically when someone touches the crystal it activates their gifts, but the energy differs depending on the gifts of the person." Alandria answered, "Apparently your gifts caused you to collapse from the sheer amount of energy put in you."
"That makes sense," something caught in Harry's mind so he worded it, "What was my level?"
He recognised the look between the two guides, it was uncertainty.
"The crystal read your level as very high, Harry." Valice spook again.
Alandria continued, "It seems that you have a level never seen here before Harry."
Harry couldn't take it anymore, "What was it?"
The answer was quick and stunned Harry into a long silence.
"Two thousand, three hundred and fifty five."
* * *
Harry was just finished his lunch and a conversation about the life of Atlantians outside of the base with one of the doctors. Harry was surprised that not everyone here was a member of the Order, and that most members were fighters so the Atlantians were needed as medical support.
Alandria entered the room with Valice and headed towards them, he had been in there for the night as a precaution, but now he felt bored and uncomfortable since he didn't feel worn down anymore.
"The Maesters have extended their invitation for you to join them for a chat." Alandria sounded worried.
Valice sensed this and filled in, "Neither of us, Harry, have ever met the Maesters."
Harry hadn't been expecting that. He dropped off the bed and headed towards the bathroom to change and wash, before the three of them set off out of the door. By looking out of the windows as they passed them Harry noted that they were getting higher in the structure and further in as he saw the sides of the dome sloping down from the windows. Soon they neared the top of the dome and they halted at a golden coloured wall.
Harry noted that the other two stepped back, "We were not invited Harry, they wish to speak to you, don't keep them waiting."
Harry stepped up the wall and passed through it, the air was warmer inside then in the corridor and the room was darker. Harry got his bearings as he looked around.
Pictures lined the wall, pictures of the dome shapes sitting on the seabed, then one of them being raised by thousands of witches and wizards. Also one that caught Harry's eye showed a great flying creature skimming through the tops of the waves.
His attention was attracted to four seats at the end of the room. He slowly walked towards them taking note of the frail shapes of the figures there. They looked old, beyond old.
"Good afternoon, Mr. Potter." Said the furthest right figure.
"We would stand to greet you but we no longer have the strength to do so." Said another on the left of the centre.
The furthest left figure was the one to introduce them. "Mr. Potter my name is Valdice Lexter, on my left is Atlasa Doya, then Uric Den Lipstell and finally Patla Grela." Each nodded as they were introduced and smiled to their best abilities.
Uric spoke for the first time, he had a German accent, but it was almost unrecognisable. "We are the four who started the Order of the Zalot fifteen thousand years ago."
Harry quickly pulled up his jaw when he realised it had fallen open at this news.
"As you can see we are getting old," Patla continued, "Even the Zalots immortality can only be shared for a while. In our case the immortality wore off several decades ago and we have aged since then."
"But that doesn't concern you for the moment, maybe later," Atlasa mused to herself as much as to Harry, "We called you here to talk to you about your exceptionally high level of Magic control and also of the gifts you have received."
"I wasn't told about my gifts, nobody told me about them." Harry spoke shakily for the first time since leaving Valice and Alandria behind on the other side of the wall.
"That is because we asked them not to speak of it till we could tell you." Spoke Atlasa, "we might as well start there, the crystal uncovered many gifts, but seemed to think you were an excellent animagus. The odd thing is that the crystal can always predict the wizard or witch's true form. In your case it couldn't."
She frowned and Patla continued, "That has never happened like that before, the crystal has more problems finding magical creatures because they are more within your soul. But the crystal can always work it out in the end. In your case though it couldn't. Either you have learnt to hide it, which I doubt, or it is a creature never seen before."
"That is why," stated Uric, who hadn't spoken in a while, "we have chosen to start you on the path to your animagus first, your training in transformation will begin tomorrow morning."
"We look forward to the result." A smile appeared on their worn faces as Patla said this.
"I suppose you would get rather bored at 1500 years of age," thought Harry to himself.
"Secondly, later you will learn your other gifts, like Elemental Magic, and how to be a Crysti, which is another interesting one, hasn't been seen in ten thousand years. Also wandless, martial arts, which the crystal says you have a certain ability for and among others speed fighting. It also told us that it couldn't find all of your gifts before you were knocked out. So you will have to work those out for yourself." This was all said very formally and quickly and Harry had to shut his jaw again after Valdice said it.
"I am afraid we must retire now, but we will leave you in the hands of Valice and Alandria." Uric said, "We look forward to watching your progress."
With that Harry bowed, took a few steps backwards and turned to the wall exit and left somewhat stunned.
He almost walked into Valice in the corridor and was steered by the two down the corridor. We will show you to your room and have dinner and a chat." Valice stated and tomorrow we can reintroduce you to your Zalot and start your training."
"Where are your Zalots?" Harry asked.
"Ah.they tend to stay in their homes, us older ones have lost track of the normal world and rarely require the skills of a Zalot so they stay with their families, they do visit on occasion." Alandria replied as Valice had just walked through a blue wall with a gold plaque above it with 'Harry Potter' engraved in flowing writing.
"Home away from home!" Alandria sung happily, Harry had to take a double take around the large room. The first room was large enough for its three sofas and dining table as well as the adjoined kitchenette and the opposite wall was glass again to show the ocean outside. Harry saw the waves had grown now to twice the height as earlier and he was lower down then before. The waves crashed against the metal five feet below his glass wall. Though no sound penetrated the wall.
The room led through to a bedroom and opposite that on the remaining wall was the entrance to a study.
"This is yours Harry, make it like home." Alandria sounded cheery, obviously not knowing what his actual home was like.
Valice sounded more sober, "Why don't you get yourself settled, we will return in an hour and we can enjoy a relaxing dinner and drink, though you might be a tad too young."
With that they left and Harry slipped onto the sofa to try to organise in his mind what had just happened.
Then it hit him.
He was the most powerful wizard that had ever walk in the mortal realm.
* * *
Did you like it?.review.
The next chapter should be out late Sunday 19th or sometime Wednesday as I am a college student and am away for three days next week. Sorry coursework first even if this is way more fun.
Thanks to Yana5 and Muhahahaha
Disclaimer; I own absolutely nothing that you have heard of from the five books by J.K. Rowling and anything that is from other stories that I copied without realising it. Other then that the ideas are just my imagination causing problems.
A/N; This chapter you get to meet the Maesters and also find out Harry's level but I was wondering about leaving that to suspend a bit longer.what do you think. Well since I am not evil I will put it in here. As Yana5 asked so nicely.
Chapter 4; The Maesters
"Medical Emergency in Initiation Room!" Valice Aurta's voice echoed through the Medical Wing and the medical staff snapped to attention. Everyone on base knew that they were accepting a new member today. If the emergency was in the Initiation Room then, either the kid needed medical attention or had attacked his guides. The latter being unlikely since a Zalot had chosen him.
The Medical Chief and a few of his doctors ran for the Initiation Room. The chief changed into a Black Panther to cover the distance and the others ran through a green wall to appear seconds later on the heels of their chief.
The scene in the room was chaos, the boy was on the floor in a position of intense pain and as the Chief looked him over he found burns on his right palm and a lightening scar on his forehead had turned a bright golden colour.
"What happened here?" He directed his question to the older man in the room.
"He collapsed during initiation, more then that you don't need to know." The answer came from the women.
"Very well, I know you members of the Order are sensitive over this procedure so I will take him to the Medical Wing, you can join us there if you like."
With that he conjured a stretcher and floated the form of Harry Potter out of the room with the other doctors leading the way. They were followed by Valice and Alandria.
* * *
"Welcome to the forth room of you tour Harry," the amusement behind the words caused Harry to look into the eyes of Valice and then around the white room. Harry groaned as he remembered the previous events.
"I always manage to end up in a Hospital," he chuckled, then grew serious again. "What happened?"
"Basically when someone touches the crystal it activates their gifts, but the energy differs depending on the gifts of the person." Alandria answered, "Apparently your gifts caused you to collapse from the sheer amount of energy put in you."
"That makes sense," something caught in Harry's mind so he worded it, "What was my level?"
He recognised the look between the two guides, it was uncertainty.
"The crystal read your level as very high, Harry." Valice spook again.
Alandria continued, "It seems that you have a level never seen here before Harry."
Harry couldn't take it anymore, "What was it?"
The answer was quick and stunned Harry into a long silence.
"Two thousand, three hundred and fifty five."
* * *
Harry was just finished his lunch and a conversation about the life of Atlantians outside of the base with one of the doctors. Harry was surprised that not everyone here was a member of the Order, and that most members were fighters so the Atlantians were needed as medical support.
Alandria entered the room with Valice and headed towards them, he had been in there for the night as a precaution, but now he felt bored and uncomfortable since he didn't feel worn down anymore.
"The Maesters have extended their invitation for you to join them for a chat." Alandria sounded worried.
Valice sensed this and filled in, "Neither of us, Harry, have ever met the Maesters."
Harry hadn't been expecting that. He dropped off the bed and headed towards the bathroom to change and wash, before the three of them set off out of the door. By looking out of the windows as they passed them Harry noted that they were getting higher in the structure and further in as he saw the sides of the dome sloping down from the windows. Soon they neared the top of the dome and they halted at a golden coloured wall.
Harry noted that the other two stepped back, "We were not invited Harry, they wish to speak to you, don't keep them waiting."
Harry stepped up the wall and passed through it, the air was warmer inside then in the corridor and the room was darker. Harry got his bearings as he looked around.
Pictures lined the wall, pictures of the dome shapes sitting on the seabed, then one of them being raised by thousands of witches and wizards. Also one that caught Harry's eye showed a great flying creature skimming through the tops of the waves.
His attention was attracted to four seats at the end of the room. He slowly walked towards them taking note of the frail shapes of the figures there. They looked old, beyond old.
"Good afternoon, Mr. Potter." Said the furthest right figure.
"We would stand to greet you but we no longer have the strength to do so." Said another on the left of the centre.
The furthest left figure was the one to introduce them. "Mr. Potter my name is Valdice Lexter, on my left is Atlasa Doya, then Uric Den Lipstell and finally Patla Grela." Each nodded as they were introduced and smiled to their best abilities.
Uric spoke for the first time, he had a German accent, but it was almost unrecognisable. "We are the four who started the Order of the Zalot fifteen thousand years ago."
Harry quickly pulled up his jaw when he realised it had fallen open at this news.
"As you can see we are getting old," Patla continued, "Even the Zalots immortality can only be shared for a while. In our case the immortality wore off several decades ago and we have aged since then."
"But that doesn't concern you for the moment, maybe later," Atlasa mused to herself as much as to Harry, "We called you here to talk to you about your exceptionally high level of Magic control and also of the gifts you have received."
"I wasn't told about my gifts, nobody told me about them." Harry spoke shakily for the first time since leaving Valice and Alandria behind on the other side of the wall.
"That is because we asked them not to speak of it till we could tell you." Spoke Atlasa, "we might as well start there, the crystal uncovered many gifts, but seemed to think you were an excellent animagus. The odd thing is that the crystal can always predict the wizard or witch's true form. In your case it couldn't."
She frowned and Patla continued, "That has never happened like that before, the crystal has more problems finding magical creatures because they are more within your soul. But the crystal can always work it out in the end. In your case though it couldn't. Either you have learnt to hide it, which I doubt, or it is a creature never seen before."
"That is why," stated Uric, who hadn't spoken in a while, "we have chosen to start you on the path to your animagus first, your training in transformation will begin tomorrow morning."
"We look forward to the result." A smile appeared on their worn faces as Patla said this.
"I suppose you would get rather bored at 1500 years of age," thought Harry to himself.
"Secondly, later you will learn your other gifts, like Elemental Magic, and how to be a Crysti, which is another interesting one, hasn't been seen in ten thousand years. Also wandless, martial arts, which the crystal says you have a certain ability for and among others speed fighting. It also told us that it couldn't find all of your gifts before you were knocked out. So you will have to work those out for yourself." This was all said very formally and quickly and Harry had to shut his jaw again after Valdice said it.
"I am afraid we must retire now, but we will leave you in the hands of Valice and Alandria." Uric said, "We look forward to watching your progress."
With that Harry bowed, took a few steps backwards and turned to the wall exit and left somewhat stunned.
He almost walked into Valice in the corridor and was steered by the two down the corridor. We will show you to your room and have dinner and a chat." Valice stated and tomorrow we can reintroduce you to your Zalot and start your training."
"Where are your Zalots?" Harry asked.
"Ah.they tend to stay in their homes, us older ones have lost track of the normal world and rarely require the skills of a Zalot so they stay with their families, they do visit on occasion." Alandria replied as Valice had just walked through a blue wall with a gold plaque above it with 'Harry Potter' engraved in flowing writing.
"Home away from home!" Alandria sung happily, Harry had to take a double take around the large room. The first room was large enough for its three sofas and dining table as well as the adjoined kitchenette and the opposite wall was glass again to show the ocean outside. Harry saw the waves had grown now to twice the height as earlier and he was lower down then before. The waves crashed against the metal five feet below his glass wall. Though no sound penetrated the wall.
The room led through to a bedroom and opposite that on the remaining wall was the entrance to a study.
"This is yours Harry, make it like home." Alandria sounded cheery, obviously not knowing what his actual home was like.
Valice sounded more sober, "Why don't you get yourself settled, we will return in an hour and we can enjoy a relaxing dinner and drink, though you might be a tad too young."
With that they left and Harry slipped onto the sofa to try to organise in his mind what had just happened.
Then it hit him.
He was the most powerful wizard that had ever walk in the mortal realm.
* * *
Did you like it?.review.
The next chapter should be out late Sunday 19th or sometime Wednesday as I am a college student and am away for three days next week. Sorry coursework first even if this is way more fun.
Thanks to Yana5 and Muhahahaha