Dauntless Dimensions

Chapter II

Dauntless New Home

Harry was lying on something comfortably soft. It felt like it could have been a bed, and most certainly was. He hadn't felt so comfortable while sleeping before because his discomfort had always got the Dursley's smiling their widest. He still couldn't get how anyone could hate any innocent kid like they did, just because he was magic, and from what he got from his dream, he wasn't even a wizard in the same sense that they hated, but rather something of a God of Heroes, if that was the correct term.

He couldn't tell yet what his title would mean to his future, but here he was, in a new situation, and he was near certain a new world. He had to calm his beating heart or these people might notice that he was awake, and he wasn't sure he was ready for all of the questions quite then. He only knew that he would have to wing it, and hope that they bought any mistruths he would have to tell to protect himself.

He felt groggy as he had just returned to consciousness. He was used to feigning unconsciousness with the Dursley's so he knew not to screw up his eyes. He held back his shivers, as he remembered the snake-monster-thing vividly. His arm was still aching from where he was bitten, and likely poisoned, but it seemed that his poison-proof side was coming through for him. It reminded him of his uncle's sister and her dog, if her dog was a snake, the way she set it on him to amuse herself.

Though, the thought of her favourite dog Ripper meeting the snake thing, and the fear it would feel. It lightened Harry's heart to thinking of the snake swallowing that evil dog hole. Harry liked dogs, but watching that vicious little thing being torn apart would be something incredible to see.

The wound around Harry's arm felt better, numb, and wrapped. He had wrapped his own wounds from the Dursley's enough to know when he felt bandages. That left him feeling safe as an enemy doesn't wrap a person in a comfortable bed, and wrap their wounds.

He felt something warm surround him a second later, as if being embraced by light. It accompanied a man's soothing words, and when it stopped it went cool, and felt better than he thought it should. It must have been some kind of magic from this world. It made him relax into the bed, and he felt the numb ache in his arm sooth further.

Harry could feel someone was holding his other hand. He knew he was completely naked under the covers, and held back from blushing as much as he could. He felt the soft fingers caressing his skin in a gentle and kind manner that put him at ease. The movements of the small soft fingers made him feel relaxed and calm, at ease with the foreign situation, and her other hand was gently caressing his hair. H realised with such soft hands that it must be a girl.

"Is he going to be okay, Doctor?" she asks anxiously.

Harry almost started as he had heard that voice before. She was the girl that found him outside with that man. They rescued him. The man had used some incredible magic. He could only wish that he could use magic like that, but he would have to wait for now and see what happens in the near future, which in many ways was his domain.

"Yes," he agreed, startling Harry some more with his calm and kind older voice. "He should be perfectly fine Yevon-san!" he agreed kindly. "My wife will see that he gets his medications, but he is doing well now. It is odd though, how his body has adapted so well to my healing magic. Two Curaga and his body seems to have started self-repairing all of the damage it had suffered over the years, not just the bite, and the venom didn't even affect him-."

He paused, making a soft humming noise in thought before he continued. "His arm will be perfectly fine. As well as the rest of him by all accounts," he said with a click of his tongue. "You can remove the bandages tomorrow. I'm sure my wife will be happy to do that for you, but. It's the malnutrition that worries me. If I ever meet his parents or guardians!" he growled out, leaving the threat unsaid, but another man grunted in agreement and the girl tightened her grip slightly in Harry's hand, showing her support for Dursley hunting.

"Then leaving a child out in the wilderness with all of the monsters that could possibly eat him!" he continued. He sounded as if he was holding in his anger. "Well, other than a mild concussion, everything is going well. He should be fine in a week or so, and the way his body reacts so well to magic, I would say that everything will work out brilliantly!"

The girl sighed in relief as the other man spoke up. "Well, thank you, Doctor," he said, and Harry knew he was the man who saved him. He was the man with the cool magical powers. "It's good to know the lads going to be fine. Though what he was doing out there, I fear only he can tell us. He's not from this village. The nearest town is over two hundred and fifty miles from us."

"Yes," the doctor replied thoughtfully. "What do you intend to do with him?"

"I'm not sure what we can do yet," the other replied. "I'll have to wait and hear his story before making a decision… but as you said before. His body has taken many beatings in the past and… if not for this affinity to accepting magic he would have a lot of work to get through to get up to the proper standard for a boy of his age."

"He should be perfectly fine. Just make sure to give him his medication regularly," the Doctor agreed. "As long as you keep him on those potions for the next few weeks…" he said before trailing off and continuing. "I would think once the kid is awake… a nice large meal would be an idea to start with. I doubt this kid has ever had his fill of anything, and by the look of some of the calluses on his hands and feet, he was worked beyond what he got, and then some."

The other man growled and Harry had to fight not to move as the girl kissed his forehead as if trying to make things better. "Whoever his guardians are…! Were…! If I ever find out…!" the man trailed of, and it sounded like he hit something in his anger.

"Yes, well," the doctor said sounding uncomfortable. "I have to return to my clinic now. My wife will be around tomorrow with his medication, and she will give him a check-up. Just one more thing about this boy…" he said and paused.

"Yes?"

"I… I don't know whether I should say anything, but-," he stopped for a moment. "That child isn't from around here. He has no traces of radiation coming from this planet on him. He is human, but he has no trace of his world apart from that bite he received. His affinity to magic is not normal."

"A Shinra experiment?" he asked in concern.

"Doubtful," he replied. "If he, were, he would have traces of mako all over him, and wouldn't have been starved. They would have wanted him to have the energy for their 'tests'. There's something different about this boy, and I think, maybe it was destiny that you found him. He is something else entirely, so take care of him."

"Of course!" he replied without any thought. "That goes without saying. He's just a child and needs to be looked after. Well, let me lead you to the door Doc, and thank you very much for the house call."

"It was my pleasure," he replied as they headed to the door and Harry heard it close behind them.

Harry wasn't sure what he could do about what he heard except to play dumb, or memory loss. That seemed plausible as he did hit his head, but they would expect to find out eventually if he would be staying with them. He wondered why he was feeling like he was playing into a cliché, but he had little choice either way.

Harry could still feel the girl stroking his hair and gently caressing the back of his hand with her thumb. He thought that it was probably a good time to open his eyes. He knew he could not pretend to be resting forever, no matter how comforting her caresses were, and no matter how comfortable the bed was, and how soft his blankets.

He slowly cracked his eyes open and saw that he was in a dimly lit bedroom with just a small bed that he was laying on with a set of draws next to it. He looked at the girl and saw she had noticed his eyes were open, and beamed at him as if he was the only boy in the world right then. He gave her a weak, sheepish smile as he didn't know what else he could do.

She let out a sigh of relief. "You're finally awake," she said gratefully. "We thought you were going to die or something. I'm Yunalesca Yevon by the way… but you can just call me Yuna, everyone else does… Yunalesca is a bit of a mouthful, but it was my mother's name and… she… when I was born, and… sorry, I babble sometimes, umm, what's your name?" she asked, excited and bubbly, she dipped when she mentioned her mother, but Harry could understand as he didn't know his mother either. It was cute and sweet the way she looked at him with such gentle blue eyes that lit up with delight as she looked him over.

Harry opened his mouth to tell her when he thought better of it. He had almost told her the truth straight out. He wouldn't do that straight away. It was foolish, and dangerous considering his powers. If anyone found out what he was before he was powerful enough to protect himself, they could try to use his powers for themselves. The Dursley's weren't the only self-centred pieces of turd in any universe, but whereas they hate his powers, others would covet them.

"I-I-I… umm…-," he stuttered out while making sure his emerald green eyes were wide and baffled as he actually tried to think of a name, he had no clue. He had learnt a lot over the years about lying, and acting, just to get out of any kind of beating, so it wasn't too hard to make himself look lost. "I-I should know that, shouldn't I… I mean… I have a name, don't I Miss. Y-Yuna…?" he asked, putting on a worried look, and pretending that he was moments away from panicking.

"It's okay, sweetie. It's okay!" she was quick to sooth him with a smile, stroking his hair in a loving way. She leaned down and nuzzled his cheek with a kiss before pulling back with a smile while his cheeks went crimson with embarrassment.

"We'll figure something out, okay," she said as she continued playing with his hair. "Everything will be perfectly fine. I'm sure you'll remember in good time. You bumped your head, silly."

"O-okay," he said quietly as he felt his heart pounding painfully in his chest as he could almost feel her kindness, and, love for him, and she didn't know him, and it made him feel bad lying to her, but he had to protect himself first. His powers were dangerous, and somebody else trying to control him and his powers could destroy a world, or worse.

"Glad to see you've finally woken up," the man interrupted as he had returned into the room with a wide smile. "I'm Auron Yevon, Yuna's father… it's nice to meet you…" he said with a gentle air to his demeanour.

"I think he doesn't know his name!" Yuna was quick to say as the boy looked close to panicking as her father paused to hear his name.

Auron frowned as he crouched down by the bed, placing on a careful smile. "So… what do you remember?" he asked gently.

Harry felt himself blushing as he thought hard. "T-that monster snake thing!" he quickly said, panicked as he looked around but there were no garden snakes let alone a giant snake monster. "I was like… t-they… I think… Boy?" he asked and it wasn't exactly a lie as if the Dursley's hadn't have to send him to school he might have thought 'Boy' was his name. Auron and Yuna shared a look at that and looked worried before quickly returning their full attention to Harry. "I don't know… this thing attacked me, and bit me, and you both came and rescued me, and now I'm here… somewhere!"

"Monster snake?!" the man muttered while rolling the word around on his tongue before looking to the boy, smiling. "I suppose Heg's are monstrous snakes. Though, I think I would rather enjoy a nest of snakes than one of those things. That one seemed pretty vicious," he told him, smiling. "We were hunting that one as he had gotten too close to the village and had been bothering some of the villages chickens. You were very lucky we were."

"So… you still can't remember your name?" Yuna asked while her father was lost in thought. Harry shook his head, but that didn't dampen her smile. "Then I suppose, as a smart family we should find you a name to use. You know like a taken name… a name you can borrow, or use or something. You never know, you might like it better when you remember your real name."

Harry smiled at her. It was only small, but it relayed his appreciation as he thought of one. It came to him after a few moments. It was a pun on his supposed nature, and the thought was kind of amusing. It was a play on who he was, and rolling it around his brain, he liked it.

"H-how about, H-Hero?!" he asked, blushing brighter as they looked at him in thoughtful surprise.

"Hiro?" Auron asked in surprised.

That surprised Harry as Auron span the word with a little more enthesis on the second letter, making it more of an 'I' sound.

"Y-yeah, Hiro," Harry quickly agreed. "Then-then… maybe I could be a hero too, just like you and Miss. Yuna?!" he suggested hopefully as it sounded right to him.

"I love it, Hiro-kun!" Yuna said, rolling the name on her tongue, and testing it out. "I think it's a nice name, especially since you're going to be pretty heroic, so how old are you?"

Harry sat up sharp, keeping the covers over his lap. He wanted to make the act look good. "I'm ten! I think…" he said with a confused look in his eyes. "It was my birthday and… I can't remember what happened… no… my friend died too young, and… 'they' went to 'grieve'!" he hissed out, angry, and he didn't need to fake anger. "They wouldn't let me go to the funeral, and then, I was there, and after I was being attacked by the snake-thing!"

He tried to give some information, but nowhere near enough that they could even begin to piece the truth together. "I… I don't know what happened before that!" he said looking down at his lap while Yuna pulled him into her arms, cuddling him. He stiffened at the touch at first before he melted into her arms, content and warm.

"Don't worry little brother!" Yuna said with a soft kiss to his temple. "You'll be safe here with us," she said. He felt a fuzzy feeling in his chest as he was snuggled to her breasts, comforted, and comfortable, realising he could get used to that treatment. "Happy Birthday, Hiro!" she chimed. "We'll have to make you a nice birthday dinner then, right dad?!"

"Of course, Hiro," he agreed, smiling as his daughter cuddled the boy to her and he had melted, never having that kind of treatment before. "I'll get sorted as Yuna has a lack of cooking talent, she didn't inherit from me!" he said with a smirk.

"Dad!" Yuna whined. "I so too can cook…" she argued, but trailed to a stop at his look. "Well, okay, I can at least make standard fair, and help you with more complicated items!" she said with a sigh, but smiled widely as Harry couldn't help himself and giggled.

"Well, I'll get on that then!" Auron said with a grin of his own before leaving them alone where Yuna let Harry go and hopped up from the bed where she had sat up next to him.

"Okay then, umm," Yuna looked down at the small boy, confused. "Err… do you need me to help you get dressed or can you handle that yourself. I've never had a little brother before. Dad made me take your clothes off, but then you weren't in any state to do it yourself."

Harry was blushing brightly as she gestured the chest of draws where some clothes were neatly folded with a pair of brown walking boots. He had never had clothes that looked like they would actually fit before, and his eyes widened.

"I measured you when dad took the doctor to the lounge for a cup of tea," she said sheepishly. "It wasn't easy while you were out cold, and the village seamstresses' shop is just a few minutes' walk from here, and she had a few things in your size luckily."

"T-thanks," Harry replied embarrassedly. "I-I can get dressed m-myself thanks, Miss. Yuna."

"Don't be silly, it's Yuna-nee-chan now!" she said and rolled her eyes as he looked confused. "It means big sister, Hiro-kun!"

Harry sighed, as he supposed he would get used to those little extras. He already realised that he wasn't speaking English anymore. It must have been another one of his abilities. It was a built-in translator or something, but then he supposed there was probably magical translation spells anyway, so it wasn't far-fetched.

"Umm… okay, Yuna-nee-chan!" he said, smiling as she looked so bright and happy to hear him say it. She turned to the door when he called her. "N-Nee-chan!" he said and she turned back, smiling at him. He bowed his head slightly. "Thank you for being so nice to me!" he said, and his cheeks were flaming red.

She laughed, shaking her head and leaned down kissing his cheek. "You're welcome, Hiro-kun," she whispered to him giving him a slight hug before she left him in the room and hurried out, closing the door behind her.

Harry smiled widely as he watched the door for a few moments. He had never had the opportunity to feel so light and happy before in his life, but now he had everything he could have imagined. He had a place to stay away from the Dursley's and his very own big sister. It was more than he ever had, and he would have to look after her like a good little brother.

He pulled his covers off and slid around to sit on the bed. He could already see he had some colour to his skin rather than the pasty white it used to be, and he would swear he looked a tiny bit taller. He jumped from the bed and wobbled a bit, holding his bandaged arm he realised it still stung to move it too much.

Looking over the clothes left to him, Harry grinned as he pulled down some black boxer shorts. They were brand new, still in a packet of three. He pulled a pair out and pulled them over his butt and 'thing', keeping them comfortable and cosy against the soft cotton. Then he found a fresh packet of black socks and pulled out a pair, sat on his bed and pulled them on.

The socks were soft and comfortable, and he had always wondered what he could be missing. He found a pair of dark beige cargo trousers that were a little baggy and pulled them on. He liked the look and feel of them, and he supposed those extra pockets on the legs were a good idea. They came with a brown belt that he pulled on to keep his trousers from falling down.

Then he had a brand-new white tee shirt that slipped over his body perfectly. It felt nice, soft and cool over his body. His boots slid onto his feet. They were comfortable, and made for walking; they were perfect. They were a dark brown and had some good grip.

There was a mirror in the room in the corner, and he looked in it at himself. He smiled as he brushed his hair back. It was a dark black, and messed into nice nests of spikes that looked like it was made like that on purpose. His scar was almost non-noticeable, and looked as if it was completely healing over, so in a few weeks it would be gone.

Harry looked out of the window as the blue curtains were open. He could see a small patch of grass with a small fence around where he could see beyond to the street. It was a dusty stone path with some other houses and a place that looked like the local supermarket. It was quant and old, built into a cottage with a wooden sign above the door.

There were small trees and kids playing ball outside while their parents sat outside chatting, or reading the local newspaper. It was the ideal place to enjoy his new freedom, and he was sure his new sister would love to show him around when they had time. Preferably after a nice meal that he was sure would be more than he had ever eaten before, and it would be special for his birthday.

He felt good as he took some deep breaths of the hot mountain air. The sun was shining brightly, and he was on a new world with a new family. He liked them more than his previous as he knew he was going to have a better time on the new earth.

Leaving the room, Harry closed the door behind him and moved through the hall. He walked, but didn't know where to go as all of the doors were closed. He chose the door at the end as that seemed like the obvious place. However, obvious on this planet didn't seem like the right choice as his emerald eyes widened as they connected with wide blue eyes among other things.

Yuna was naked, sitting on her bed pulling on a fresh pair of panties. She had paused in a position where her legs were open and she was giving him a show he thought he was too young to appreciate. It took her a minute or so before an amused smile lit her lips and she giggled while rolling her eyes at him.

Yuna shook her head as she stood up, pulling her panties up onto her bottom. "Hiro-chan!" she playfully reprimanded. "You should knock before you enter a girl's room, and then you should wait to be called in," she said, not even trying to hide herself as she pulled on her clean bra, even though her creamy pale cheeks were bright redd with embarrassment. Harry could only stare at her in some form of shock as she was the first girl, he had ever seen naked and she was so beautiful and fit.

Harry just stared as she pulled on her skirt, top and shoes while she just let him, not minding in the least as he was now her little brother, and only ten, and though embarrassing, she needed to set a good example for her little brother. After she had finished dressing, she walked over to him, smiling, and taking his hand.

"You should think yourself lucky Hiro-chan!" she said, giggling as he blinked his eyes free, blushing bright as she led him from her room. "If dad did that, I would have killed him, but you're so cute, so I don't mind," she told him laughing as his cheeks lit up more than hers, and she opened a side door onto a landing, which led down a flight of stairs into a large dinning lounge combination with food already on the table, ready to be eaten.

"I hope you're hungry, Hiro!?" Auron said as he bought in a large bowl full of what looked like mash potatoes while Yuna sat him down and sat next to him while the father sat opposite, smiling widely as he and Yuna loaded up their plates with what they wanted.

"Don't be shy now Hiro!" Yuna said, smiling as she helped dish him out enough food. "You'll need a lot of strength living here. You'll have to learn a trade, and since our trade is monster hunting, that will be what we'll teach you."

"R-really?" he asked hopefully as he swallowed some smooth mash.

"Of course…!" Auron was fast to agree. "It isn't the most respected career path, but it's better than letting any monster destroy the town and kill everybody, and small towns or villages like ours really appreciates having a hunter or two, so we make enough, especially if we take some commissioned work by taking out special monsters that might be bothering a near town or village that doesn't have its own hunters."

Harry smiled a little as he thought about it, looking at everything he had to eat. The Dursley's would scream thief even if he had a quarter of what was on his plate even though he would have made the food, and did most of the chores. Now he was going to be taught how to fight monsters. He just hoped that lessons in magic were included.

"How did you kill that monster?" Harry asked after several minutes of eating in silence, and nearly everything was gone from his plate, and he had eaten some cake for the first time. It was delicious.

"Well," Auron replied as he lifted his left sleeve to reveal a silver-coloured gauntlet. Harry saw the same silver metal on him when he saved his life from the snake thing. It had 5 small gems within it. Three of the gems were green while one was red, and the last was blue. They each had a sheen to them, and Harry could actually feel the power drifting to him from them.

"These gems," Auron continued with a smile as he admired them. "They are called, Materia. Different ones can control different elements. Or they'll just have different powers or abilities, but you have to master and practice with them and the level of those masteries will increase, making them stronger. The better you get the more advanced the spell-type you can use. Do you understand?"

Harry nodded thoughtfully. "So do the different colours do different things?" he asked eager for new knowledge of these magic gems.

Auron chuckled while nodding his head. "Yes, very clever. The green ones are attack and curative magic. The blue are support magic… they assist the power of your other Materia. Then the red are summons… this one," he said as he indicated his red stone. "Is Bahamut… he's a huge, powerful dragon. We are also lucky to have a Phoenix Materia that Yuna uses." He chuckled as Yuna showed Hiro her bracelet eagerly. It only had three slots, but all were occupied with Materia. Two of hers were green, and Harry understood that the red one with them must have been the summons Phoenix.

"Don't forget we have Leviathan too, dad," Yuna piped in, making her father smile while shaking his head at her eagerness to show off.

"Of course," he agreed, chuckling. "There's also the Leviathans Materia," he said as he pulled out a five-piece forearm gauntlet similar to his; only instead of silver, it was white gold. He slid it over to Harry for him to see it better. It had five gems within, one of them was yellow, which was new to him; another was blue; one red, and the last two were green.

"Umm… what does the yellow stone do?" he asked as his fingers delicately touched it. It was exciting to learn about any kind of magic, especially something he had never known about before, and even more because it sounded so useful, and he had seen how destructive it could be. He could blow up the Dursley's if he ever saw them again, which he would, if for nothing more than to blow them up.

Auron smiled. "It's called Command Materia. The one in your gauntlet is called Sense Materia. It will help you evade monsters, or find them. It can also help you determine what the monster can do, and what its weaknesses are. Yuna has one in one of her daggers, and I have one in my double edge."

Harry nodded in thought before double taking and looking up to see them smiling at him smugly. "Mine?" he asked, baffled, even though he shouldn't be too surprised if he was going to hunt monsters, he would need some magical gems to blow monsters up with. "Y-you mean that I can keep this one, and learn how to blow up the mean Heg things?" he asked, feeling rather childish for once.

"It is customary for the birthday boy to receive presents on their birthday!" Auron agreed, smirking. "So, this is from me and Yuna. Happy Birthday, Son!" he said while Harry looked overly excited while Yuna carefully slid the gauntlet onto Harry's left forearm. He thought it wouldn't fit for a moment when it shrank down to fit snugly to his arm.

"Everything is going to be awesome around here with you, Hiro-kun!" Yuna chimed out hugging Harry to her side, embarrassing him further than ever before, and he couldn't have been happier.

Over the next three years, Harry Potter as Hiro Yevon learnt everything he could about this strange new world and his Materia. He learnt how to use all ranges of weapons but he did favour the standard sword. His body had become leaner, and built for speed over pure strength. He soaked up information like a sponge, and then used that in a practical sense. It didn't take a genius level intellect for him to realise that magic and fighting came to him as easily as breathing. He was a natural at picking up anything to do with the fighting artes, and that must have been in his godly nature.

It was amazing how fast Harry picked up summoning magic using his Materia, though. It was odd. He seemed to have quite the affinity for summons, probably because they were higher beings similar to him whereas he would likely be considered a higher tier god; they would be lower tier.

Harry trained to try cultivating his magic from fire to lightning, and he quickly realised that even the magic from other gems came from whatever plain between worlds the summons came from.

Then Harry had even had fun with Leviathan, going down to the beach where he learnt to swim and enjoy himself while training. His Sea Dragon God seemed rather protective of Harry and always up for a bit of fun since not many sea monsters would show their faces when Leviathan was around.

Harry's new father, Auron had wanted Harry to learn to use the double-edge like him, and his sister wanted him to learn to use daggers like her, but he wasn't into either really. He felt the daggers were too light and he wasn't much for twin blades, as they were more cumbersome and Harry enjoyed much more free-movement. Twin blades meant that he had to defend with one when he would have preferred a shield or to use Martial Artes, as he was rather good in the unarmed combats, but somethings just needed a blade or some armour piercing rounds, but gunblades weren't his thing either, no matter how cool they were, and to top that off they were expensive in repairs and ammo.

Then the double-edge was too heavy for his liking. It was heavy enough that it worked as a good shield but dodging was barely an option, and that wouldn't be productive if he were to face certain monsters as he wasn't built to tank like his father was. People would be cautious, but monsters wouldn't know the risk and charge in. Harry wasn't built for that kind of combat, and needed a lighter, more fluid and versatile blade, which was why swords had so many different designs.

Harry was no longer rutty and underfed. Most of his scars from his previous life had healed over and faded to near nothing, and even the scar on his forehead was a tiny thin line that was easily over-looked, more so as he got older. He had his hair neatly trimmed and edged forward, running a small cliff over his forehead in a small nest of spikes running in all directions.

He liked to wear light colours over dark as they tended to make him look less conspicuous over the all-black look he could go for. He dressed as neat as a hunter could, and got on fairly well with the other villagers. He was even made to do a day a week at the small school in the village, which was annoying as most of the kids were either older than him or much younger, other than that, most of his studies her done at home – turned out that looks were wholly deceiving, as Auron was actually extremely well learned.

Life on the new world had been good in other ways too. Harry was no longer the shortest boy his age group, and his muscles were nicely defined in his body. Then he got to do what he wanted with his life, and wasn't forced to do chores by himself. Harry and his new family shared the housekeeping, but still kept Yuna away from the kitchen as she seemed to not have that kind of talent; she got distracted easily.

Harry now laughed a lot and learnt to joke around and slack off with his sisters' encouragement. He loved having a big sister to look out for him. She was special to him, and he loved her. She looked after him, and he looked after her, and together with their father they were a happy well-rounded family of monster hunters.

Though, Harry hadn't been on too many hunts yet, just ridding the village of some troublesome lower-level beasts that were easily handled. He was hoping to get to face something more fearsome after his thirteenth Birthday Party. Well, it wasn't much of a party; just a family get together with cake and a good meal, so it was even better than a party.

Harry didn't get on too well with the other kids so it was their loss as far as he was concerned because cake was yummy! That's not to mention the delicious food he'll get to taste from all of his favourites, and he would say he couldn't wait. However, he had decided that it was wrong to keep his family in the dark about who he was any longer, so opted to tell them.

Harry felt safer now he had had plenty of time to practice his time manipulation powers. He was getting pretty good, except they exhausted him mush too fast. He would need plenty more practice to get any good in the long run. Travelling through time and space didn't seem to do much to him from him memory of travelling to his new world, but it was stopping, rewinding, and fast-forwarding that put him to bed early.

Harry's new family trusted him so he had to trust them was what he told himself over and over while taking deep breaths to steady his resolve as he entered the dining room, where his seventeen-year-old sister sat at the table waiting with their father opposite.

They started singing Happy Birthday very off-key as soon as he entered with a large birthday cake taking up the centre of the table with thirteen lit candles. Harry couldn't keep from smiling as he walked over and sat next to his sister, taking a deep breath he blew the candles out. It was always nice to know; even this earth had some things the same, even though it was only since he had come to this new world, he had the chance to blow out candles and make birthday wishes.

They laughed together, smiling and dished out their meals before getting down to the important part of eating cake. Harry smiled as it was vanilla and chocolate. He always thought of Death on his Birthday, especially while eating cake. It wasn't technically his real birthday, as that was 3 weeks before, probably, but it was close enough to his reckoning.

He thought of Death because it was the anniversary that she gave him a slight helping nudge towards his destiny, and because he wished she would come and hang out, enjoy some cake with him. She always looked so depressed; it made him feel bad that she was all alone. He hadn't seen her in so long; he didn't believe that this world was in her territory.

Harry sighed as he had his fill of cake and smiled. It was always tasty and fluffy. However, now he couldn't think of Death or cake, no matter how much he might like either – well not dead death, but Death, the Goddess of Death from his reality. He mildly wondered whether she had more than one reality under her belt. It would explain why she was so depressed looking when they met, but then she did have to encounter the Dursley's so who wouldn't feel bad.

He had to reprimand himself because he had let his mind wonder what Death thought and felt again, and he barely knew her and was just putting off what he had to do. He had something more important to do than what he internally reminded himself before he was startled as a long thin wooden case was slid into place where his delicious cake had been a short time before. He looked up to see his father grinning smugly as he saw it was from him.

"Happy Birthday, Hiro!" he said looking like a big kid himself.

Harry smiled sheepishly as he looked it over and found a latch. He flicked it open and carefully pulled the box open. His jaw dropped open in awe. It was a long silver bladed sword. The blade was straight and shaped to cut with from both sides with a slight angle tipped to one side. It had a small thin gap running through its centre with matte white hinged levers at the guard, and the same white halfway down each blade, on the flat edges, not quite reaching the blades.

The swords handle was cut perfectly from some powerful white bone wrapped in even whiter leather for comfort of use. Then the hand guard was silver at straight angles of twin strips around four edges, two along the blades shorter than those at the sides.

Then the hand guards had sparkling crystal sections missing at the right size for gems, and then two more right above the guards, and one in the tip of the handle. It was in a half-sectioned scabbard that would wrap around his waist, attaching to any belt he was wearing while hanging off his hips.

"I know you said that you loved that type of sword but it was a bit cumbersome to carry!" Auron said, grinning while Harry nodded his head in agreement. "Well, I got thinking, and with the weapon smiths help we came up with something after a lot of trial and error. The scabbard is fit to hold it at full length, and half. I got it for a good price as it gave the local weapon smith an idea for a huge sword or something that carried several other swords."

Harry smiled as he picked it up. It would have been annoyingly long on him to carry as it was built for an adult to wield. He pulled it from the scabbard and then with a motion he felt the magic and frowned as the sword slid up into two sections like a two-pronged fork, only double layered, but in one fluid motion slid round so four blades lay flat like a long twin bladed cleaver-dagger at half its original length.

He admired it as he stood up. It now pointed at the dead centre. It still held a remarkable beauty, danger, and elegance to it. He slid it into his scabbard and tied that loosely to his waist on his back. He looked himself over, grinning.

"Weapons that fold like that aren't too unusual I suppose; some gunblades do," Harry said as he thought of other worlds, not to mention all of the guns and other dangerous things that his new world had that were easily concealed.

"You'll just need some extra Materia for your sword now!" Yuna chimed in as she placed a small wrapped box in front of him.

Sitting back down, Harry adjusting his new blade accordingly before tearing open the birthday paper, and finding a carved wooden box. "I made it myself," she said smugly. "But look inside!" she chimed out cheerfully.

Harry frowned as he slid open a latch and his mouth dropped open as there were seven new Materia inside, including a red one.

"Shiva!" Yuna said proudly as Harry picked up the red gem. "I found her, and figured you could use a summons that won't complain if you summon her away from a large body of water," she said when he quickly pulled his blade from his back, and Shiva's gem locked into black in the tip of the handle.

"Aero!" he mumbled as he added a green gem to the hand guard. "Then Ultima, that is awesome, and Blizzard, and Cure," he said putting in the other green gems, then the last two spots took Break, and Bind, fitting nicely before the blade was back on his back. "So, how do I look?" he asked as he stood, and he was wearing a short-sleeved tee-shirt his other five gems were also on display on his left forearm.

"Menacing…!" Yuna said with a cheeky grin.

"Anyway, Dad, the sword has magic?" he said and asked, curious.

He chuckled, shaking his head. "Yes, we used a little Materia shard and melted it down into the handle, hinges, and gears to control it. It was quite the smart idea of mine. It also makes the hinges and gears that much stronger so they won't come undone."

"Thanks!" Harry replied with a lump in his throat as he took several deep breaths to calm his nerves. "I love you both," he said, fidgeting nervously.

"And we love you too, Hiro-kun!" Auron replied, looking at him in concern.

Harry took a few deep breaths as his sister gave him a small hug. "Maybe we should sit down over here," he said, pointing to the couch away from the table, and they both shared a look but nodded and quickly headed to sit together, waiting for Harry to collect his thoughts.

"I know who I am!" he said after a few moments and neither looked surprised, and he honestly didn't expect them too. "I also know what I am," he added and this time they looked interested, curious even so he continued. "I'm… well let's just begin, from the little I know. There are many gods. I think, just from guessing, some of these gods work on multiple worlds or realities, while some are fixed to that world or reality.

"They aren't supreme, unstoppable, deadly, smite everything gods like some people want to believe in. I think most of them just get on with their missions in existence and keep contact with people to a minimum, or even not at all. However, there are some who have to meddle in the affairs of mortals to stop that universe from crumbling, or I suppose for more mundane reasons-."

"And that's what you are?" Yuna interrupted slowly. "You're a god of some kind that has to interfere in the lives of mortals?" she asked and he nodded sheepishly as it did sound stupid but he had the powers to prove it. "So, how old are you really?" she asked him, concerned.

"Thirteen!" he replied with a grin as she doubled-took. "Well, I'm kind of new," he said impishly. "I used to live on a different earth in another reality. There, the people have never resorted to robbing the life stream of the planet to create power. If this continues the way it is, this whole world will die, but I don't think it's time to stop that just yet."

"So, you are just a kid?" Auron asked, interested while Harry nodded. "So… your family hated you…? They mistreat a god, and you're not going to… smite them?"

Harry laughed at that. "Of course, I am. They deserve nothing less. But it wasn't my new powers they hated me for. My mother was a witch, my father a wizard, and together they had me before an evil wizard turned up and killed them, trying to kill me, but something happened and his curse was rebound upon him, tearing him from his body, so I guess I have to stop him too as the bad guys never stay down if they can come back.

"Death helped me get free from my 'relatives'," he said, slightly amused at their widened eyes. "Death doesn't have dominance here because of the life stream. In my world she is a goddess. I owe her the evil wizards' soul. He's been cheating her with some kind of magic and she isn't very pleased, probably because of how he is cheating death.

"Anyway, an old man who fears change dumped me with my mother's hateful sister!" he continued, shrugging. "From what I know she hated my mother because she was magic and she wasn't. Some people aren't satisfied with a happy home with a good future, and want more. The old man knew how I was treated, but he wanted to stop a prophecy, but now-."

"He set it onto path and wrote himself onto your smite list!" Yuna asked with a cheeky smile while he shrugged and laughed. "So… what is your godly job?" she asked curiously.

"God of Heroes throughout Time, Space, and Reality!" he said with dramatic flair that lightened the mood. "It's kind of where I got my name… dad just kind of made it spelt different to how I originally thought," he added impishly while Auron smiled as he thought back to that day.

"So, you can travel through time?" Yuna asked him eagerly while he nodded.

"Control it too," he said, smirking as he took her hand and all noise seemed to come to an end as a silent wave engulfed everything. Yuna stood up with Harry while looking around in awe. The clock on the wall had stopped, but more importantly waving her free hand in front of their dad, he had stopped too. Then everything returned, sound, movement, the tick of the clock like a boom of everything coming from nothing.

"Whoa that was cool!" Yuna said, looking to Harry. He was panting slightly but otherwise shaking the feeling of exhaustion away as he hadn't done it for very long.

"How…!" Auron said with wide eyes as to him his daughter had blinked from one place to another. "Hiro, you look tired. I guess that must take a lot of power you haven't built up yet," he said in concern as Harry wasn't hiding his tiredness very well.

"I'm fine!" Harry said quickly. "It was just a little more tiring with someone else. I should also say that I'll have to go back to my world eventually… maybe in a few years. I will have to revert my age, but I think eleven will be perfectly okay, and skip that whole year."

"Then we need to up your training, so that you'll be ready to face your uncertain future head on and come out a winner!" Auron replied with a grin as he got up and hugged his son proudly before grabbing the dishes and started clearing the table with a new spring of pride in his step.

It had been four years since Harry had come clean about where he came from and who he was. His training had stepped up to new heights. He was only getting better and better with his magic, natural or Materia. It was difficult at times, but he had plenty of time to slack off and learn things normal children would need to for starting a school in a different world.

Harry was due to head back that day to his world. Seven years away with his new family and training seemed like a good long time in his opinion, and he had holidays to visit until he had finished Hogwarts and smiting his enemies. Then he would be free to head home as much as he liked, though he did mention he could travel time so he could do that anyway.

Harry had only gotten stronger and faster. He waited at the edge of town as his sister and father had arrived to see him off, since he would be gone for a while, it was best that people saw him come and go on his 'adventures' like a normal person.

He was wearing beige cargo trousers with a brown belt with brown walking boots. He was comfortable with a white tee-shirt and a crimson coat hanging to his knees with a black lining and his sword hidden around the back of his waist under his coat without showing any outward signs of being there. He had a necklace around his neck tucked into his tee with a small gold Materia locket with a small picture of Yuna in one side and a picture of the three of them in a miniatured family picture from Harry's first birthday. It was a gift that Yuna saw to give him before he left and he loved it and how thoughtful it was.

"You got everything you need?" Auron asked with a proud smile as Harry also carried a small brown backpack full of his belongings, as well as a bit of extra gold. He knew his world traded gold, so he did plenty of hunting jobs for gold over cash. He had a few gold tiles in his pockets too, just in case he would need to buy something soon.

"Yeah Dad!" Harry agreed, rolling his eyes. "I just have to hope that I jump straight to this Diagon Alley place, so I can go to the bank to check things out!" he said with a smile when his sobbing twenty-one-year-old sister threw herself into his welcoming arms.

He hugged her tightly while she mumbled off things that he shouldn't forget to do, like wash behind his ears, brush his teeth, meet some cute girls, the usual thing that she would babble about while kissing his cheeks and forehead over and over.

"Now be good Nee-chan!" Harry said with a grin as he pried her off, wiping his wet face. "I'll be back for the holidays with lots of awesome storied to entertain you with, I'm sure!"

"Okay!" she agreed, nodding readily. "I'll miss you though!"

"I'll miss you too Nee-chan, Dad!" he said giving them one last hug each before he disappeared, imploding into white energy in a simple swish of sound.

"I'm going to miss him!" Yuna muttered while her dad pulled her into a one-armed hug.

"Me too sweetie, me too," he readily agreed with a sigh. "But he'll be home soon enough, and we'll get to hear about what he has been up too."

"Yeah," she said with a small grin. "With Hiro, I can't wait!" she said with a hiccough as she wiped her tears away from her eyes.

to be continued…