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Rating is pg-13 this is a A/U year5
I Will include parts of Harry Potter And the Halfblood Prince in this story. I will also add things from many animes and games I play as well.
I dont know if I'll write any ships yet.
Thanks for the reviews, they are most apprecieted.
I currently am a fresshman in highschool so I'm loaded down with homework. The Midterms just passed, thanking any higher beings if I passed. I currently have just started reading and watching the anime, manga and fanfiction of Naruto, so i'm going to add bits of that in here, seeing as this story is inter-demensional.
This chapter is probrably going to be posted a few weeks after I write it so bare with me.
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(Three months after his confrontion with the death eaters in prison).
Lord Lucifer Salazar Harrison Circe Slytherin, AKA Lord Jartyrae Black, sighed.
His new servants had finally started to obey him willingly, but where still recuperating from the effects of long term proximity to the dementers. Jartyrae had practiced with his core of dementor magic and finally managed to exclude and control the icy depression that dementers produced. It was produced through the mouth and he had to breath in while using the dementor's magic to suck in the ,essense, so to speak of happiness and warmth, and exhale the essense produced when happiness and warmth is sucked out. The essense of Cold, icy depression. Very useful when having people who don't like to obey you obey.
He thought back to two months ago.
He had very recently started reasearching alternate universes and demensions, also called reality. Only merlin had succeeded in what he was doing. He came across an interesting fact in his research. Having had a willing subject at hand (a prisoner who went into a coma after having the dementors aura near him at such strength), He used an anceint ritual and opened a portal to another realm.
He found that doing so was the most draining thing he every had to do and had to draw on his and his brother's life force to open it. When the portal was opened he found three layers to the swirling nether that was the portal. Each layer had a microlayer, each a different color. Even the microlayers had layers. It went on into infinity.
Studying the layer had proved futile unless he had a test subject to see what the effects of entering the portal would be. That is where the prisoner came in. The man was tied with a nearly unbreakable magic rope constructed by his new servants. He placed an imperio onto the man and sent another tendril of magic into the mans mind to control his motions as if he himself was the person. Using the mans body and walking into the portal, Jartyrae found something very strange. The largest layers he saw before entering the portal turned out to be diferent planes of existance.
Three planes, Life, Death, and Rebirth. Physical, Ethereal and Genesis. Each plane had a different version of a person. By walking into the plane of death, the prisoners body nearly was destroyed. By using the prisoner's magic like a sheild, he protected the mans life and was able to veiw the plane of death.
The place was like a giant, cold, misty lake. The lake's water was much like a dementor's aura of depression, but with two major differences. One the aura was solid, adding resistance to movement and wanted to push anyone that enter it farther out and two, it was much much stronger.
Jartyrae had broken one of nature's laws, a phyical plane object inside the Ethereal plane. Jartyrae Saw something close by the man and found something very interesting. It was a wispy version of the man he was possessing. The wispy version seemed afraid of the body jartyrae was using. Jartyrae used the man's arm and touched the wispy version of the man.
Pain flashed in the arm of the man and the wispy version was sucked into the physical version. Orange and Dark red flames burst from the mans body. Jartyrae was painfully reminded that something was happening to the person he was possessing. A strange force more evil than his blood brother started to attack his mind. Using the Prisoner's mind as a defence agaisnt the force, the prisoner's mind collasped and morphed into a more instinctive, animalistic mind. Strange power wes flowing through the body and mind of the Man, no, THING he was possessing. Feeling the man's mind actually growing immune to his possession and new powers fulling into the prisoner, jartyrae clamped down on the things mind, crushing the new fragile, mind like a twig, but keeping enough of the thing in there to see what this beast can do.
Finally, the force stopped attacking the body and mind of the now beast. Jartyrae was very lucky he was able to sheild his own mind against the force. The new mind of the man turned beast was more simple, animalistic and instinctive. Analazing the remnents of the things mind, Jartyrae was shocked. The instincts for the thing were to fight the current as much as possable and eat as much of the wispy things as possible. It also had a large craving for blood and was much more clever than the animal he took it for. The creature had many powerful abilities that were extremely useful, for example, the being could surround itself in flames that would harm any it wished, actually raise the dead and have them have minds and so on. It even could make more of itself through pwerful rituals that where instinctive to itself. Jartyrae soon realized just what he had at his command.
A Demon. A middle classed demonic apparition. The Beast Jartyrae had at his command was a demon. Searching through the beasts mind, Jartyrae soon found out how the creature can to be. The wispy thing that Jartyrae saw was where the man he had possessed was in life compared to death. By bringing his deathy Ethereal and the Lively phyisical counter parts together he had fused them together. The force he felt attack was the water that surrounded them. He found the water was stronger the deeper into death one went, The attack would get stronger and if one survived, they become something new, instead of being dragged to deaths end, the beginning of Genesis. The Farther into the water one went the stronger they would be if they survived the attack the fusion would bring. Jartyrae had created a strong servant from a complete accident. The fusion had also had the benift of granting a form of imortality at the cost of ones soul and mind.
This form of immortality was that if the being died on the Physical plane he would be stunned an send farther into death. If the being could recover and go back to the exact point it had reentered death than the being could be reborn from an remains left, nomatter where they were.
Searching through the abilities of the being, Jartyrae also found a stronger form of the possession that he himself was using. This form would actually transfer the user's mind, abilites, and partial appearance. Jartyrae wasn't to sure about the soul though.
This thinking had started a plan. He would use sacrifices to use anothers mind to protect his deatheaters, turned harbringers, minds and give them a demon form. they would still have their old abilities and with the demons abilities, they could morph their appearence to look like their old selves. His new servants created from the old would be actual Harbringer, servants of a devil, Lord Lucifer Salazar Harrison Circe Slytherin AKA Lord Jartyrae Black. Before this would begin he would drain this first demon's mind an find out how he can alter the ritual for possession to work the other way around. He Would get a new body from this, a powerful body. His brother would also be provided a new body just as strong as the one he would make once preparations were complete.
After several weeks of research he had called Bellatrix Lestrange to torture a man in prison of at least one hundred years of age. Preparations were complete.
"Lesstrange!"
The door opened and a partially insane woman stepped into the room, clearly afraid. She had just recently found the this Harry Potter was no savior, but a fellow dark wizard. But not just any dark wizard, but another Darklord, Lord Voldemorts second in command no less. She had been shocked to the bone when she had found out. After hearing that Lord Voldemort had assigned him command over the prison she decied to obey him.
Bellatrix knealed before the dark figure sitting upon a forbidding black marble and iron throne.
"You called, my lord." Said Bellatrix as she shivered when she felt her new lord's rather large serpent, twelve feet long and one foot wide, crawl by her feet.
"Yess, I called for you. I have a tassk for you. Find me a old wizard, perferably of weak mind and powerful magic. Torture him to the brink of death, but keep him alive, I have need of him alive. He iss to be of at least the age of one hundred. Now go, do this tassk."
Savatar raised its head towards it's owner and said,
"Are you sssure it isss wissse to perform this ritual of yoursss, massster. Even I do not know what the effectsss of thisss ritual will do to our bond?"
Jartyrae frowned for a second before getting up and walking towards a door behind the azkaban throne. As he was leaving he said.
"I am sssure that this ritual will have unusssual side effectsss, but I am sssure that the benifitsss completely outstrip the dangersss and disssadvantages. Come, I mussst finisssh the portal room for the ritual and I have need of your venom."
Savatar followed it's master out of the throne room and into a richly furnished common room.
Jartyrae was hoping that the permement possession spell that he had created from the demons mind would work correctly. The demon was currently standing guard outside of the room that the first portal was opened.
Jartyrae saw one of his newest servants inside the portal room. The Warden of the Prison, Antonio Stormstrum, was currently running tests on firery demons blood, his own blood. The warden had came up with ways to immiate the magic of the demons. The warden had became a servant after having had a Blood oath done with Lord Jartyrae on the terms of his revenge on the ministry of magic. The warden would besome a member of Jartyrae's inner circle and work with experimental magics, such as the possession spell, and Jartyrae would allow him to recieve his vengence and Jartyrae will also give him the power to do it.
The Warden was now classified as a demon, having entered the realm of the dead and fusing the two forms together and using another's mind as a shield against the water. The Warden was the first of his Harbringer's and in the tests of power Jartyrae made him go through that normal wizards would do to see how much magic they have, The warden's test was off the scale off the scale (as in the test exploded from the amount of magic flowing through him) and was now more powerful than Jartyrae and Voldemort Combined.
The Warden looked up from his work as he sensed his master coming into the room. The warden spoke first.
"Lord Jartrae, you are preparing for the possession ritual, yes?"
The wardens voice had changed. It was now much deeper and had a inate feeling of menence to every word. Very useful in interagations. It also had a stange random hissing that came up every once and a while., the hissing sounding like flames being put out by a lot of water. These random hissing times actually had a benifit to any being who had it. The hissing impowered magic into the words of the user and allowed the person to place any listioner into a trance for easy killing. Only other demons are immune to this power.
Jartyrae grinned at the warden.
"Yes Antonio, I'm here for the ritual, I must complete the modification to the ritual. Not only am I going to possess the mans body but I will also absorb the Physical essense and Ethereal essense of myself into my new body. Doing so will mean a lot of work. Now anyways, after this ritual and my other preparations are complete, we shall implement the plans my brother and I have been working on. The world will get back Harry Potter, having found him innocent, while a new darklord arrises. Then the betrayel of Potter and the light crumbles. " Jartyrae did the typical evil villain snicker right then.
Jartyrae went to a cabinate and pulled out a long and very sharp knive. If this ritual was to succend, he would have to place himself further into death. This was going to hurt.
Voldemort'sPointofView
Lord Voldemort was sitting on a throne nearly identical to the azkabanian one. The only difference was that instead of iron, this throne had steel. Voldemort was heading another of his deatheater meetings. Now was the time that he was going to see if his brother intel from over nine months ago was correct, that Severus Snape, The Half Blood Prince was a spy for the light and had only given the information on Albus Dumbledore's orders.
"Sseveruss Ssnape, step forward."
A deatheater from the circle stepped forward and knealed before the Darklord and said.with the hint of a question in his voice.
"Yes, my lord?'
"Look me in the eyess Sseveruss, I must check the intel my greatest ally has provided me with."
Many deatheater looked at each other questionably, Their lord had not mentioned any allies at any time in their previous meetings after the rebirth, so who, or what, could be a great enough ally that lord voldemort would call greatest?
Serverus snape was looked into his lord's eyes and lowered his occulomancy sheilds. He felt his lord's powerful dark magic slither through his mind. The magic withdrew after a few minutes of careful search.
Voldemort had looked through Snapes memories. Every last one of them and found how his brother could have drawn the incourrect conclusions. Serverus Snape was no spy for the light, though he at one time had considered it, for that lord voldemort was understandably pissed, but he would not punish his, now confirmed, most loyal servant. Lord Voldemort made a important decision, gathering many immages of powerful potions recreated by his brother and transported by portkey, he flicked his wand and summoned them to himself.
"Severus, you have proven yourself worthy of this gift I shall now give to you."
Flicking his wand and hands and speaking in a strange language, With the potions floating around him. lord Voldemortwas casting a very powerful spell. Flicking his wand violently at snape, voldemort sent a large tendril of magic and wrapped it completely around snape. one of the potions floated over to snape, and snape, seeing the look in his master's eyes, opened the potion vial and drank it's contents. The magic from voldemort surrounding snape, but having a connection to voldemort, turned violet. Voldemort sent another tenril of magic and wrapped it closer to Snapes magical core. The same things happened again and again till both sanpe and voldemort were glowing thirteen different colors. Bringing his hand infront of himmself, voldemort clapped them together while shouting a strange word that when heard vibrated inside of the listioners mind and body. A large flash of light and magic and the spell was complete.
Severus snape felt very, very good, youthful as well as powerful. He was still knealing.
Voldemort looked at Severus, Severus was now sixteen years of age again, perfect age for what he had in mind. Snape was dressed in High quality Black robes that had two markings upon them. over snapes right breast was the darkmark, while on his back was a modified slytherin crest. Not just any creast however, but an apprentices crest. The spells used where spells to restore and change Snape so that he would make the perfect apprentice, and through one of the spells was a mind link for only mind speach, so snape can speak to him any time. At the feet of snape was an exact clone of snapes older selve, dead, going to be sent to dumbledore as a present. Voldemort than spoke to snape to make the deatheater's acknowledge snape as his apprentice and thus was giving snape much more power in the ranks of the deatheather.
"Arrisse my apprentice, we shall deliver this puppet to dumbledore as a gift and then your training begins."
Both Lord Jartyrae Black and Lord Voldemort Black were making the final preparations for war.
Fifteen months till the war begins...
Shall the Light win,
Or will the universe be cast into eternal shadow...
(insert evil laughter here)
A/N
I am having a poll on what place I will send Jartyrae and Voldemort first in much later chapters. To vote just submit the name of what you want me to crossover with and what it is (Book, TV show, Anime, Game, and AU), a brief summery of it and, how you want it to crossover. That way I can search for any info required, create new timelines and history if I must. And If I have to, make a new universe based on said thing. My email is also a place where to send a vote. Thank you.
if anyone has any ideas on how they want the story to go please either review or email me.
If anyone has some ideas for spells, please place them in a review and please dont forget the incantation.
hope you enjoyed this chapter.
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Parselmaster