Candidate Rebirth
This is just a few Omakes of ideas that might not fit in the story If people like them I might modify some to be used in the real story.
AN: People wondered why murder 1, instead of manslaughter, but I would like to point out leaving a child locked in a cupboard, without food, water, or AC in a heatwave, for a week, guarantees ANYONE's death. Saying, "I forget he was there," isn't an excuse.
AN2: begging me for chapters won't make them come faster.
Chapter... Error: OMAKES!
Omake #1: Adoption!
Chloe swore as the Dimensional Transporter glitched. She was heading back to Earth to look around. It had been centuries since she had graduated Hogwarts, and there were actually a decent amount of believers sustaining themselves on Earth that she visits once every few years. She had also buried her memories of being 'Harry Potter' quite well. Chloe also took to wearing a Sharicite Crystal around her neck, it wasn't large, but it would keep her around for up to twelve hours in a no share zone as long as no serious combat happens.
Making a note to have the transporter thoroughly examined when she gets back, she looked around.
The first thing she noticed was the complete lack of shares, but she knew she would be retrieved before the crystal ran out.
The second thing she noticed was four ten-year-old boys beating on a much smaller one.
"What is going on here?" she demanded, stalking towards the five.
Her fourteen-year-old body was bigger in height, though not in mass to the four boys that were beating up the fifth, and one looked up, and he said, "Look Big D, some girl thinks she can stop us."
"Hold down the freak, I'll send her crying home to her mommy," 'Big D' ordered.
The boy, who out massed Chloe by at least three times, waddled up to her, and threw a punch...
That was stopped by one finger. The girl then lightly slugged the boy in his giant gut, sending him flying back five feet and vomiting out his huge lunch.
"Anybody else?" Chloe asked while glaring at the three other bullies.
The boys scattered as they didn't want to mess with someone whom could do that.
Chloe moved to the boy and knelt down beside him. "Here, drink this," Chloe said while holding a Nepbull EX to the boy's lips.
The boy who was in too much pain to argue did as he was told, and was amazed that his wounds completely healed, and Chloe noted that the boy was now generating faith for her.
"Where do you live?" Chloe asked the boy.
"With my cousin there and my aunt and uncle."
Chloe frowned as she looked at the now unconscious boy lying near a puddle of his own vomit.
Something about this situation pissed her off, but she couldn't really think why. "Would you like to come with me? If you do, you will never be able to come back," Chloe asked. She was expecting a negative reply, seeing as she was a complete stranger, and while the younger boy was a bully, the rest of his relatives were probably better.
She was flabbergasted when the boy answered in an excited voice, "Please! Please take me away!"
She then spent the next half hour calming the happy boy down, and getting his name, until he fell asleep cuddling her. He was mumbling "Mamma, don't go."
Her communicator went off and she answered it softly.
"Hello dear."
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"Yes I'm Fine, I have about ten hours or so on the sharcite."
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"Yes I'm ready to come back, and I apparently accidentally adopted us a son. His name is Harry Potter."
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"He was so excited at the thought of being removed from relatives he fell asleep in excitement, and what's with your reaction to the name?"
Exasperated … then a thud.
"Hey, this is the first time I did something like this."
A different voice…
"Just bring us back so I can talk face to face with my wife, sis."
Just before Chloe and the boy vanished, Chloe wondered why she got the impression that her wife facepalmed hard enough to knock herself out.
They vanished in a flash of green light, in full view of over a dozen muggles.
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In Dumbledore's office, a half dozen devices blew up, causing a magical fire that destroyed everything in the office.
The old man was so panicked about replacing the portraits, hat, and other stuff, that he wouldn't know that Harry was missing until the letter refused to be written the next year.
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End Omake 1.
Omake #2: Idol!
Chloe was Wandering around the Muggle world with her friend CC, she had wandered into a park near where Harry used to live. She saw a stage set up, and a very agitated crowd in front of it, and a man wearing a suit came by, and started speaking to her, "Can you help us, please? I'll pay you five thousand pounds to get up there and sing some songs, our star is late and the crowd is getting ugly.
Chloe shrugged and agreed, it seemed like a way to kill some time, and CC offered to take over the special effects since the guy traveled with the Idol that was scheduled to be there.
Chloe got up on stage and after being Introduced as Local Talent to warm the crowd up Chloe started singing.
Chloe Bowed to the crowd and Said, "This song is kind of my theme song, as it describes my past, one that I wish I could forget, I hope you enjoy it."
Then she started singing slowly with her hood still up:
Mirror, can you hear me?
Do I reach you?
Are you even listening?
Can I get through?
There's a part of me that's desperate for changes
Tired of being treated like a pawn
But there's a part of me that stares back from inside the mirror
Part of me that's scared I might be wrong
That I can't be strong…
A slight pickup in tempo:
I've been afraid, never standing on my own
I let you be the keeper of my pride
Believed you when you told me I was nothing on my own
Listen when I say, I swear it here today
I will not surrender, this life is mine!
The tempo picks up again, and Chloe lets down her hood showing her pretty face to the crowd:
Amazing how you conquered me, chained me in servility and made me see
The world the way you told me to
But I was young and didn't have a way to know the truth
Born to live your legacy
Existing just to fill your needs, a casualty
Of this so-called family that you have turned into a travesty
But I don't intend to suffer any longer
Here's where your dominion falls apart
I'm shattering the mirror that kept me split into pieces, that stood between my mind and heart
This is where I'll start
I'm not your pet, not another thing you own
I was not born guilty of your crimes
Your riches and your influence can't hold me anymore
I won't be possessed
Burdened by your royal test
I will not surrender
This life is mine
She grabs her cloak and throws it off stage as she picks up the tempo slightly:
Shame that it took so long to rescue me
From the guilt, you used to tie me to your family tree
I guess your training failed, you're not in charge I'm free
Your patriarchal prison won't hold me
Now this conversation's finally over
Mirror mirror, now we're done
I've pulled myself together now, my mind and heart are one
Finally one
CC sets the background Display to show Leanbox Emblem as Chloe hits the final chorus.
I'm not your pet, not another thing you own
I was not born guilty of your crimes
Your riches and your influence can't hold me anymore
I won't be possessed
Burdened by your royal test
I will not surrender
This life is mine
A few songs later and the Star of the show arrived, only to be booed off both for being late and in favor of the 'local talent'.
The idol had never been so embarrassed, more so when her company had to repay the ticket prices because she had arrived after the end of her concerts scheduled time.
On the positive side, Chloe now had a contract for further shows, rare because of her school, and her duties, but enough that the amount of Leanbox shares exploded on earth.
It made crushing the dark lord when he came back much easier.
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End Omake #2.
Omake #3: Confrontations.
Chloe was marching down a hallway towards a visitor room. As she did she wondered just why she was there.
Oh right, Dumbledore had insisted that she 'face her past' and visit someone in this prison. She still had her weapon with her, since the guards don't consider a book a weapon.
It was bad enough a couple of years ago her identity as Harry's reincarnation came out.
That bloody werewolf became even more bloody annoying since then.
Entering the room where she would meet Harry's aunt, the guard on duty, a Muggle-born, cast some privacy spells that would filter out mentions of magic, reincarnation, or any other supernatural issues.
Dumbledore was hoping that Chloe would forgive the woman, and offer her sanctuary on Gameindustry.
Already seated on the other side of the window was Petunia Dursley, and she looked worse for wear, as not many women, even criminal ones, appreciate someone who allowed a child to die in such a way... even child killers themselves because they usually made it quick.
Chloe grabs the narrator and shakes him to resume the story.
Anyway, Chloe sat down across from the woman.
"So, according to the old freak, you're the one that my freak of a nephew reincarnated into, you're probably just as much of a freak," the woman sneered.
Chloe raised an eyebrow, which was visible since the guards insisted she leave her cloak at the entrance, and responded, "I'm the freak? You really should look in a mirror before accusing someone as such a thing, you super freak." she then sneered at the woman, and snarled, "after all 'normal' people don't lock a child in the cupboard. 'Normal' people don't make a child sleep in a cupboard in a four-bedroom house, with only three other people in the house, while at the same time give another child two rooms." Chloe's voice rose as she started losing her temper, "and 'normal' people don't feed a child the bare minimum while feeding another child enough so that he could be classed as a baby whale. So if Harry, my previous incarnation, was a freak for being born with a rare ability, what does that make your family, for choosing to be abnormal, after all, you wouldn't have had me hide my situation, if it was 'normal' or 'legal'."
Petunia's face went red at the accusations, and snapped back, "He deserved everything we did, including leaving him behind that week. After all, we fed him, clothed him, and sheltered him, and yet when we accidentally left him there, and he died, our generosity was repaid by prison."
"Generosity? Table scraps, oversized castoff clothes, a cupboard, and many many chores, some of which shouldn't be done by a child twice the child's age. You also received a stipend that would have more than covered appropriate clothes, toys, and an adequate amount of food, that apparently you spent on gifts for the blob of fat you call a son. Most of which were broken within a month, so tell me, just where was the generosity? Am I supposed to thank you for cheating me when I was Harry?" Chloe snarled as the armrest of her char shattered in her grip.
Petunia looked white as a ghost, both at their families dirty laundry being aired in front of a police officer, but also that the metal armrests of Chloe's chair shattered like glass under her grip.
This was compounded when Chloe decided to formally introduce herself, just to rub in Petunia's face, "I just realized that I haven't really introduced myself, I am Chloe, Goddess Candidate of Leanbox, a country on the world of Gameindustry, and sister to the Goddess Green Heart of Leanbox."
Suddenly Dumbledore's warning to not piss of the reincarnation, as the reincarnation could possibly offer her sanctuary elsewhere made sense, and she had buggered it up from the start while thinking the man was lying.
Chloe calmed down, and said, "I made my point about your family, I did come here with an offer, one that could get your son out of juvenile hall, if you're interested. He ended up there after nearly killing some kids with his bullying in the orphanage."
Petunia calmed down, although she was angry that such 'lies' were spread about her 'innocent' Dudders. "Your offer?" she asked.
Chloe leaned back in her broken chair and said, "I have a friend, who has offered to take him as an apprentice guild member. It's a dangerous, but well-paying job. He would have to work hard, but he could be made into a productive member of our world, while he still would be incarcerated here another twenty-five, years with the additional trouble he caused in the jail. Dumbledore said he would get your son released, but he required your signature to do so. I, myself, am unconvinced that your son would either survive or take the training seriously, even with the threat of being sent back to the jail."
Petunia sat back and looked at the paper, and pen Chloe slid through the window, and after a moments thought, grabbed the pen, and shakily signed her name, and said as she slid the two back to the candidate across from her, "please try and keep him safe."
Chloe looked at her coldly, as she took the signed document, "I will protect him as much as any other citizen of Leanbox, no more, no less. I will take my leave, as I can barely stand being in your presence."
Chloe departed, leaving a woman who was half convinced that she had just signed her son's death warrant.
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End Omake 3.