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Harry had long been mystified my animagic and its properties. Since he had started reading multiple books on the subject and found the subject interesting and complicated.For the last three months, Celine and he had completed a sophisticated potion requiring a gem from the stomach of a sperm whale that had just consumed a giant squid, (thankfully, it was found when they went "fishing" for a deep sea monster terrorizing the fishers of Scotland), three feathers from the right wing of a sphinx (they had great fun chasing the poor creature around in the booby-trapped tunnels of the pyramids), and three fangs of a Cerebus (who the hell in their right state of mind would name their Cerebus "Fluffy"???).
The potion itself took one month to brew, but after two failures, the pair finally got it right. The potion would take them to the dream realm, where they were to find Artemis and discover their animal forms.
After drinking the potion, it was not hard to find Artemis. She was surrounded by mighty beasts. For a long time, Artemis started at the two assassins, evaluating their very soul and personality. After a few hours, Artemis broke out of her reverie and called a mythical winged horse to find two creatures.
Harry and Celine waited for about half an hour before the horse arrived back, two animals on its back.
Slowly, a great beast lumbered off the graceful horse's back. It walked slowly in front of Harry and Harry stared at it in disbelief.
The fluffy black and brown guinea pig stared back with great, round, innocent eyes and shifted its behind nervously.
Silence reigned supreme.
It squeaked.
"NNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!" was heard throughout the realm that day as Harry sank, howling, to his knees in weeping and grief.
All of a sudden, he pulled up in bed, looking around in the darkness with eyes widened with terror. He was hot and sweaty, like he had the most horrible nightmare, which he literally did.
Harry quickly checked the calendar beside his bed and found it read November 23.
Harry sighed in relief. The potion would be finished the day after. Hopefully, the nightmare wasn't a prophecy, for as cute as a guinea pig was, it wasn't too useful in battle situations.
It was the day after, he finally let out a breath of relief he had been unconsciously holding since the night before as a jet black Hungarian Horntail appeared before him and a huge silver Chinese dragon appeared before Celine.
Magical Britannica Tomb, 1783 Author, UnknownThe name, Demon, has long shaken the inner core of the most powerful humans in the world. Since the beginning of time, demons walked alongside creatures of the earth.
Demons, although they had no specific form, could take control and possess any weak-willed creature. Their problem, however, lay in humans.
As the demon population grew stronger and stronger, humans also recognized the threats of the evil entities. Several groups of humans studied to defeat demons.
Different races from different parts of the world all studied a different way do eradicate the demons of their world.
Many forms of religion and magical studies were based on these desperate studies. Exorcism, and many present white magic spells were based on the Knight Templars' studies.
Soon enough, the demons were forced to posses lesser and lesser creatures due to the great rise of white magic knowledge being developed.
After many deadly wars, the human mages from all over the world gathered together and launched a full out assault on the demons.
It was then; the demons were fully cast out of the plane.
Since the time of inter-planar war ended, the powerful white spells, rituals, and magics have been lost over time, as they weren't needed.
Magical Britannica Tomb, 1783 Author, Unknown Year NineAlex sat lazily at the long ornate oaken table in the lunchroom, holding an active debate with Elizabeth about the pay the Assassins received when on a mission while he munched on cheese sticks.
Since each of them were outrageously strong compared to normal wizards, and only a little below Dumbledore, clients had to pay a huge sum of money to hire anyone from the group.
For each day an assassin was on a mission, they were paid about one thousand galleons. For the completion of a mission, depending on the difficulty of it, it could range from five thousand galleons to twenty thousand. If the Assassins were not a personal mission, this was the pay amount.
If the mission were a personal problem, the Assassins would decide for themselves how much the pay would be.
For this reason, not many would hire the Assassins, and when they were hired, it was for the hardest of jobs, that not even all the most powerful hit wizards could not complete.
On average, they got about a mission a month per person. This meant that the group would have much time to train.
Elizabeth, however, thought that the price should be lowered, but the money for the completion of the mission, higher, because once in a while, an assassin would go out for a mission, and never come back. Therefore, they would have more encouragement to actually complete the mission.
Alex had seen much in his lifetime, and new that many would take this new change to their advantage, such as keeping an assassin on job for over three months.
Right in the middle of their heated discussion, as Elizabeth was about to rebuke Alex's experience, an owl flew in and landed in the middle of the table.
All the other assassins stopped their eating and their discussions and turned their heads to Harry, who was approaching the owl to take off the letter.
It was not often that an owl actually came in to deliver a message. It had only happened once in World War II when the senders had been very desperate to get some help.
Harry quickly picked the letter from the tired owl's claws and offered it some bacon, which it took greedily.
The assassins gathered around to see what the mission was, but Alex plucked it quickly out of Harry's hand before the green-eyed boy and a curious Asian girl could examine it
"Oh my…" the lead assassin muttered after reading the letter, "I haven't seen one of these jobs since when I was sixteen years old…"
He showed the rest of the disgruntled group and they read quickly.
Dear Alexander Symphony,
Greetings, Alex. It has been long since we have talked. I trust you still remember me, Ranoch Kishimoto. It was a long time ago, when we fought the Aurioch Rebellions together. Anyhow, enough reminiscing the past.
As you know, I am now the Military Department Head of Magic for Japan. A national problem has occurred. You know the Demon gem we found in the caves near the Dead Sea… where the mages and demons of old did battle? The stone has been stolen and the demon, released.
Apparently, the demon is an Overmind type demon. It has taken over a large amount of workers and animals in a technological based and very important muggle company.
The demon has taken over the leader and spawned hundreds of demon souls from it.
The company itself has temporarily closed down, but the spawning is still occurring at an alarming rate. According to scouts, the Overmind has locked itself into a room, where it spawns demon underlings.
We need you and about three other Assassins to come to the Krystal Glass Spire in Japan and eliminate this problem.
The demon underlings are estimated C to S class demons, so take your best. Fortunately, all the demons are being controlled by the Overmind, so if you get to the Overmind, you can kill them all.
Please come immediately. There will be a more extensive briefing in the Department of Military when you arrive. The fees are being covered by the Ministry.
Sincerely,
Ranoch Kishimoto
After passing the letter around, they all came up with the same thing.
There was only four of them that could go.
These four were Alex, Elizabeth, Celine, and Harry.
Both fortunately and unfortunately, the Spawn were all mentally governed by the Overmind, so they themselves could not feel anything, and could only be commanded.
That completely ruled out the Illusionist, since trying to take over the demon minds were impossible. Also, Sirius' Death's Touch was also useless unless directly used on the Overmind.
This meant that only Alex, Elizabeth, Celine, and Harry could go, since their attacks did not have any relation to mental attacks.
"We leave at morning." Alex said in a commanding tone to the other three, "Pack light, we are moving fast and will be supplied our needs in Japan."
The next morningHarry woke up with a start. Today would be his first time facing demons, and knowing his luck, it wouldn't be his last time fighting the horrors.
Although the last demon-human war was over a millennia ago, he had seen pictures of the beings that the spirits consumed in the ancient vampire master's pensive. It was a gruesome sight.
Because the body had to contain the demonic spirit's energy, the body of whatever it took over was often expanded to fit the energy, meaning the demon was much larger sized version of the creature.
Even then, with the creature enlarged, the cellular reproduction could only go so far, so often, there were huge blisters full of energy gouging out of nowhere and great bloody scars where the dark energy seemed to burst out.
Fortunately, even though these creatures were powerful, they were stupid. One Overmind could only split its control among so many underlings.
That meant, however, that they could not go on a killing spree. For every demon they killed, the others would get fractionally stronger.
Harry walked sleepily to his Victorian-styled washroom and washed his face, brushed his teeth, and quickly slipped into his mission clothes, a pair of loose fitting black jeans, a black T-shirt, with flame designs near the bottom, and he slid on his crimson red utility vest, which contained small explosives, a flashlight, and some other useful survival equipment.
He buckled one wicked jagged hunting knife onto each of his limbs and grabbed his "homemade" wand, 12 inches with a large Runespoor fang as a core and wood of an old elfin tree, soaked in vampire blood, an unnaturally powerful and unstable combination, and tucked it into his leather wand holster on his right arm.
He quickly jogged to the lunchroom, where he found that the rest of the group was already there, eating their breakfast quickly. He sat down next to Celine, who had shifted a bit to make space for him next to her on the long wooden ornate bench.
"We are going to take a portkey to Japan's Magical Military headquarters, where we will be briefed on the mission. Eat quickly, for the more time you guys take, the more underlings we will have to face" Alexander barked in a commanding voice after he had finished eating.
They ate quickly and about seven minutes after Harry had busted into the lunchroom, they were up and going again.
The group walked down a corridor leading almost to the front door, and turned right, where there was an old circular stone room, with many runes etched onto the walls and onto the cold hard cobblestone floor.
Striding quickly into the center, each of the assassins grabbed a corner of the letter and felt a familiar, yet disgustingly nauseating feeling rising from their stomach as they were temporarily lifted up into the spiritual plane and then brought back down to Earth again, in the Japanese Magical Military Headquarters.
Unfortunately for them, portkeys were literally keys to the spiritual world, which was easier to travel great distances, since the air was heavily saturated with magic, they could create a path by aligning their magical signature to the magic in the air, however, most wizards can not sustain the amount of magical pressure released by the breaking of dimensional barriers, so conventional wizards were pulled along by the portkey in a sub-dimensional rip between the mortal realm and the spiritual realm.
To say they landed in an interesting position would be an understatement. Because of the travel to the spiritual world and the rapid movement across the plane, they had literally been flipped upside down. Celine had landed on Harry on what she would deem in the future, a "promising" position, where Celine landed comfortably on Harry's nether areas, and Harry, despite the pain-tolerance training he had received, hissed a bit in pain. It was then that Celine had realized what she was sitting on and let out a shy "eep" and jumped off nimbly, blushing heavily.
The other pair was much better off. Although large distance portkeying was hard and often failed, the older two had taken the repulsive form of travel many times, but landed hard on their bottoms, and quickly stood up straight, brushing the dust off their shirts when they noticed the Japanese Minister of Magic looking inquisitively at them, while Ranoch was just watching them, amusement dancing in his eyes.
(I don't know any Japanese, mind you, so just supposed the Italics are Japanese)
"These are the people who will save our world from another potential demonic outbreak?" the minister asked Ranoch in quick and fluid Japanese.
Ranoch sighed and answered with an affirmative nod. He strode forwards and offered his hand to Alex, who took it quickly and shock a firm, strong handshake.
"Hello," Ranoch said in heavily accented and choppy English, "It has been a while, how are you?"
"Just as I felt after we had portkeyed away from the demon's prison, like crap" the black haired vampire answered humorlessly, irritatingly combing his hand through his hair in hope to get it straight again.
"I will get straight to the point. Please come into the briefing room," Ranoch explained swiftly.
The four walked out of a similar circular chamber as the one they had just come from and stepped into a world of technology. Although Britain Wizards were blatantly against muggles, the Japanese Wizarding population had accepted the technology like a gift, as they had once seen the destruction such weapons could have.
The room had a dark blue hue to it and had many people typing on computers at several stations in horizontal lines facing a giant screen, where there was worldwide trade and news playing.
They walked through the room to a circular room that had a large pedestal in the middle, with wires and unnaturally bright blue runes on the side of it. Apparently, the Japanese had found a way to use magic to work machines, bringing human kind a new kind of technology. Unfortunately, many did not accept the muggle world in Britain, which was literally the capital of the Wizarding world.
Ranoch walked up to the pedestal and gently prodded one of the mystifying glowing runes on the side of the pedestal and a 3D holographic map appeared floating in mid air.
As Ranoch explained the scenario and pointed out major openings where they could enter for the building, Harry and Celine were just staring at the pretty lights, and being Assassins do not destroy a child's curiosity. They went up and poked at the weird diagram and the strange arrows flying around the seemingly bodiless light.
Alex and Elizabeth sighed as the pulled the children away from the light.
"Did you guys hear anything that Ranoch-san has just said?" Elizabeth asked sternly, tapping her foot impatiently on the marble floor.
The children looked down at their feet in embarrassment and shook their heads.
"Don't worry, Ms. Valentine," Ranoch assured, "Many people are very much interested in our technology when they first arrive, I'm sure Alex was when he came."
Alex turned away, muttering something about giant robots with glowing laser guns.
"However, he went out and poked at one of our testing battle golems and they retaliated," Ranoch explained thoughtfully as Alex looked down and blushed while Harry and Celine giggled in the background at Harry's Master's expense.
"You guys will be basically running into the doors and quickly to the crystalline staircase," Ranoch pointed out the coordinates, "from there, you will be traveling to the fourth floor. Hopefully, you will not be stuck with too many underlings in the stairwell"
"From there, we will be going to the second stairwell," Elizabeth continued for Ranoch as she pointed to a grand ornamented room with a spiraling staircase, "Be careful that you disable, but not kill, as many of the demons as you can. We don't want more then ten of those creatures stuffing our way" the kids cringed at the thought.
"After heading up about twenty levels, we will be heading to the main chamber, at the top, where we will take on the overmind, which is most likely protected by human-type demons." Alex finished off.
The two children nodded in response, and after the quick briefing, they set off to the spire, which had been roped off and muggle-repelling charms cast on it. As they arrived in their Taxi, they stared at the tall menacing building.
"We are not going to climb that!" Harry shouted repulsively, "Its gotta be two kilometers high! On stairs!? And while fighting?! We're gonna die!" He whined in a childish manner.
"Oh well… now or never." Alex said while calling out his old friend's spirit, who supplied him with an ornate flaming katana, his favorite weapon.
While Harry called his father for the oversized broadsword, which, quite amusingly, was somewhat taller then him, the other two females checked their self-replenishing dagger slots.
"Well, let's go!" the leader commanded as four shadows blurred towards the great glass doors of the building.
Well then, I feel that I owe you readers an apology. I haven't updated in such a long time, but with exams and all… I feel a bit overstressed. So please do not get mad. However, the next chappie should be coming in the next two or so weeks, because I'm going to try to make this battle seem interesting.
Anyhow, I'm sorry for the late update. Kinda busy right now, but will get more often. Please R&R. Remember, constructive criticism is always accepted gladly.