Earth. United Kingdom. A moment after Rose Potter's death.
The air, plants, water, trees, earth and even magical energies stilled for a moment, before from all of them began to be drawn parts, small little pieces that flowed together into forming one orb above the ground. Soon, once enough of the material gathered, they transformed from the different elements and part of the world into a singular peerless mass, before from it in a flash came the one who had been born by Gaea herself. The daughter of Mother Earth and Goddess of all Living creatures and beings, she was possessed a body of that was befitting of a being of her station and origin, and though it was not one that would rival the Goddesses of Beauty and Love, it was still enough to make even Gods blush.
Theia stood tall and proud, her body being that of a very beautiful maiden, not possessing over developed curves, but possessing perfect balance between all of her physical attributes. Tall and fair, with beautiful toned body, long legs with excellently developed hips and chest, not overly big or small, but perfect medium. However, before when she was a human she had red hair and pale green eyes, now she possessed luscious long black hair and golden eyes that could look quite literally into the soul of a person. Though like her mother, Theia was not bound to a single appearance and could change her looks as she pleased, but this one was the one with which she was born. From air, light, earth and magical energies she created a white and black full body dress for herself to cover her body, with a golden ornate details on it, while also covering herself with a cloak of white color, also with golden ornaments put on it.
Once she was done and had looked in the nearest pond to witness herself and give herself silent appraise, Theia, satisfied with her current looks, breathed her first breath and took in all of her Mother's realm and creation. Though she was once only a child that had suffered and died, Theia possessed now the maturity, wisdom and knowledge that most could only dream of, with the knowledge and power that were unrivaled and unparalleled. Gifted with all of this by her mother, Theia possessed all the power and might that one could ask for, unburdened by restraints, for Gaea allowed her child a choice of actions. Most, once gifted with all this, would immediately begin to abuse their power, use it for means and petty reasons and ambitions that were beyond Theia.
But Theia, who was once powerless, weak and demeaned to the point of self-hatred and self-loathing, was beyond selfish pettiness and empty ambitions. She understood the goals her mother had set before her, and accepted them, taking them as her own, but she was not without her own desires, will and reason. Connected to Gaea in the closest way possible, Theia could hear the cries and pleas from those who are being oppressed and hurt by those who thought themselves empowered and right in all, the very same people that Theia was given task of punishing. She will do so, bring punishment and scourge upon the Wizarding World for their crimes and arrogance, but Theia was more than Vengeance of Gaea, she was also her Deliverance.
And so within a span of a wink she left her little hidden grove, hearing the cries and calls for help from those who needed salvation, intending to bring them deliverance.
Eastern England. Werewolf Reservation Village.
Alastor Moody was one of the most, if not the most, experienced and accomplished Auror in the DMLE, having dedicated his life to the pursuit of justice, protection of the innocent and safeguarding the Wizarding world. Called Mad-Eye Moody by his friends and enemies, no Auror or Hit Wizard could claim to have caught more Death Eaters, Dark Wizards and Witches, Creatures and Beings, without ever killing a single one. A man of dedication, focus and sheer will, he always lived his code, never straying away from it and though at times it had earned him the ire of the Ministry. Alastor didn't care if he was considered unreliable or dangerous, because he knew that he was right in his actions, for he never crossed a line in all of his time as an Auror.
His integrity as an Auror, Wizard, and a simple honest working man was always something he prided himself on, but right now, standing in the middle of one of many Werewolf Reservations, he was close to throwing away all of his life's work. Because when he became the Auror, he never signed up to be an oppressor of the weak and defenseless, but right now that was what his colleagues were. After the new Security Act was passed not so long ago, the Ministry had seemingly expanded the DMLE's rights and privileges, allowing them to act without due process and even sufficient evidence. Yet while the DMLE and it's members had gained more power and authority, the Ministry and Wizengamot had also expanded their power, and now… Now they were exercising it in fullest, by sending Aurors and Hit Wizards after everyone who was considered a threat or a suspected of being one, and now, thanks to Fudge, his bigoted supporters and just corrupt officials, there were a lot of those.
Muggle-born wizards and witches, Squibs and undesirables, magical creatures and beings- all of whom less than two months ago were considered harmless are now seen as prime enemies. These Werewolves, who were segregated and lived in these reservations, with conditions worse than most even imagined, were now seen as suspects and threats, all because they were suspected of sympathizing with undesirables. The solution to neutralizing this "threat" that came up with was just as atrocious as the act itself- complete sterilization of every male, female and child, with or without consent.
Alastor may have tangled with plenty of the Werewolves before, but he never harbored any discriminative views or ideas. He never had any bad feelings towards any magical being or creature, and the only people he hated were criminals and dark wizards. And right now… Right now he saw how his comrades were dragging out of the houses and huts innocent people, whose only crime was being either born or bitten by Werewolves, and all of it made Alastor sick to the core.
"Is this really what we are supposed to do? We swore an oath to protect the innocent from threats, not fucking sterilizing them just because they are different from us!" Alastor practically roared, as he looked at the mothers crying for their children, dragged away from each other, while fathers and sons tried to resist. "This… This is exactly what we fought against, when Voldemort was around, and now... We just do his work!"
"We are Aurors, Moody, and it is our duty to do as the Ministry commands, and this is for the greater good." Remus Lupin stated to him, without any regret. "This may not be pleasant or nice to look at, but when looking at the bigger picture, this solves a great many problems."
"And what problems does this solve, Lupin? Make nights quieter, less littering or pissed on trees?" Alastor asked with snide and disdain. "These folks had willingly chose to live in isolation, in conditions that are barely above those that are in Azkaban, and yet the Ministry wants to now kill them!"
"Not kill, simply sterilize, prevent the uncontrollable growth in numbers of the Werewolves and thereby…" Lupin tried to explain.
"You are right, this is even worse. Deny them the most basic right, the right to have families and children." Alastor's anger was as evident as the travesty of what was currently happening.
"Nobody prevents them from getting together, Mad-Eye." Lupin reminded him, with Alastor finally turning to him. "I may not agree with a lot of things that Fudge and his cronies do, but this is something that even Dumbledore agreed with, and who knows what is better for all than him?"
"The only reason he agreed to this is because he and everyone else here is afraid that SHIELD officially take these reservations under their wing, instead of simply delivering humanitarian help. That whole fucking Act is their dumb attempt at trying to look like they are still relevant, when in reality all they are doing is being bloody bastards." Alastor commented. "At least SHIELD is doing their job without being mired in all that shit, and compared to us, they get results. Results that stick and remain permanent, like with Grindelwald finally dying."
"You approve of them infringing upon our autonomy and freedoms, Alastor?" Lupin asked with surprise, as he thought that the older Auror would be on Ministry's side on this one. "You've heard the rumors of how they deal with the Dark Wizards and Witches. Entire covens and groups wiped out, and great many of them are not even confirmed of having done anything. And then there are these stories about the one who caught Grindelwald… That Nephilim, or whatever he is called…"
"Nephalem." Moody corrected him. "Of course I've heard about him, did some research myself, and you know what? That SHIELD's boogieman that Dumbledore and Fudge are so afraid has saved ten times the number of people the Order did in less than year, and unlike what you all preach, he's not just a mindless killer, but a man with clear code… Though when looking at us now, I imagine he wouldn't mind putting his sword through our guts."
"This is necessary, Moody. This is…"
"Of go to fucking hell with your Greater Good, Lupin!" Moody roared at him, as he was finally losing his patience. "I would've thought that a Werewolf like you would be more sympathetic to these people."
"They… They are not my people." Lupin said with near disgust. "And I am not one them. I'm…"
"Yes, you are simply sick, and you know what your real sickness is? You are addicted to being miserable, treated like someone who has had something bad happen to them and now treated with sympathy and sorry. You think you have had it rough? Look at these people! They live in poverty and dirt, forced away from society and treated like utter trash, without any rights or opportunity to have their lives change for good." Moody stated with fury. "And what about you? You have more than what these people can hope to get: comfy cottage, work in the Ministry and powerful friends in high places. No, you are right, you ain't like them, Lupin. You are even worse." Moody spat on the ground, preparing to leave for he has had enough of it, when a trio of Aurors came to them with what looked like a pack of wild wolves.
"Mad-Eye, Remus, look what we've found in the woods to the north!" One of the Aurors said, subjugating the Werewolves through Imperious spell, just like his comrades were.
"You better drop that fucking spell, before I send you straight to Azkaban." Mad-Eye commanded him with anger, but the others just look at him with surprise.
"Um, Moody, we are allowed the usage of it, as per the new Security Act." The other Auror stated. "And if we drop it, these mutts will just run back to the woods, if not worse."
"Lupine werewolves…" Remus stated, instantly recognizing the offspring of transformed Werewolves. "Are these all of them?"
"Yeah, all that were recorded, rounded up and brought here." One of the Aurors stated. "What are our orders about them? Do we also sterilize them?"
"Why the hell should we even bother with these ones? They ain't even looking like no human, unlike those beasts. Just kill them and be done with it." The third Auror said. "We ain't got no time to waste, since we've got other reservations to sterilize. The Ministry has given us permission to use lethal force if they resist, and they did by trying to run away. I say we do it."
"Are you fucking daft?!" Moody asked of that Auror with fury. "I ain't no killer, and I ain't gonna see someone become one here! No one is dying here, and or I'll send the killer straight to Azkaban without as much as an owl for the lawyer!"
"Alastor, but the Ministry…"
"Oh to the fucking hell with the Ministry! Fudge and Dumbledore both have gone nuts because of their fear of SHIELD and desire to maintain control!" Moody denounced them all before everyone here, drawing shocked looks from everyone, just as Alastor took out his wand. "I am done with this… You let them all go, or I swear, I'll make you all regret coming here!" Most of the Aurors stopped and drew their wands, pointing them at Moody, with Lupin being the first one.
"Moody, I know you are angry, but this… This is treason." Lupin reminded him. "Put the wand down, and we'll not talk about it ever again. This has been a stressful month for us all, and we are all on edge, but…"
"No, you lapdog, I finally have gained back my senses, and you know what? Now I know what I should do." Alastor stated, as he turned his wand against Lupin. "And for the record, Sirius may've betrayed Potter, but at the very least, he was no hypocrite." At that moment the Aurors were prepared to cast their spells, when a powerful, regal voice was heard.
"Cease." A single word, and all of the Aurors and Moody stopped, as Theia appeared, with her cloak and hood covering her body from head to toe, as she walked towards them.
"What… Who the hell are you?" One of the Aurors asked, finding himself unable to cast spells. "What the hell happened? My wand doesn't work!" He called out, and others noticed that their did not work either.
"Your wands are operational. It is you who cannot cast magic, for I wished it to be so." Theia stated, as she stopped before the depowered shocked Aurors, before she knelt before the lupine werewolves, dispelling the control spells off them, along with healing them. "It is alright, little ones. Go to your family, run freely and do not fear, for you shan't be hurt again by them." The wolves happily barked, sniffed and licked their savior, with Theia laughing as they did, before they departed from her.
"This girl, she ain't a simple witch… She is a bloody True Source!" One of the Aurors proclaimed, with others shuddering in fear, as Theia turned towards them, dropping her hood, revealing her face to the Aurors. "No normal witch can do it! She is exactly what Merlin had warned us about!"
"Merlin… You speak the name of that accursed wretch with respect and admiration that are reserved for gods, forgetting for it was not he who gave you your gifts, but Gaea, Mother Earth and one you have denounced and demeaned." Theia stated with small hint of anger showing on her beautiful face. "I see before me not defenders or protectors, but racists and oppressors, prejudiced and drunk on power, ready to slaughter all who are here just because they are different, just like your ancestors ten generations before."
"And who are you to judge us, monster? You are a freak, an abomination upon magic and deserve only death!" The Auror pulled out a knife and tried to tackle Theia, before he was frozen in the air. "What the…" And then, he was dropped upon the ground, before the very earth and roots of trees swallowed the Auror deep underneath themselves, faster than he could cry out.
"You… You just murdered that man." Lupin breathed out with shock. "The stories about your kind were true. You are an abomination."
"That man had planned to rape women of this village, just like he did before with those he caught in his services for your corrupt government. And I am not a True Source, but their avenger and deliverer, and your judge and executioner." Theia stated, before she willed all of the Aurors, safe for Moody, to their knees before her. "You came here to take away lives of the unborn, deprive the living of their most precious gifts, with no remorse or regret in mind and heart, following orders and commands of the corrupt, inept, greedy and bereft of mercy and humanity. For your crimes, each of you shall be punished in accordance." And with this, Theia's eyes glowed, as almost half of the Aurors and Hit Wizards simply disappeared without a trace, while most of the others have been disintegrated, transformed or turned into elements of the nature, with only Moody and Lupin being spared.
"What... What did you to them?" Moody asked of the girl, gaining her attention.
"Judged them, and punished them in accordance with their sins. Those innocent were merely sent far away from here to prevent unnecessary casualties, while those that merely abused their gift for petty and small things were sent away and deprived of magic, to learn how to live without it, and learn to appreciate it. Those who have thrown away morality and humanity have lost their right at being humans, and so they are now one with the Earth in one form or the other." Theia responded. "So I decreed, Theia, Daughter of Gaea and her Avatar." Moody's good eye widened when he realized what she was.
"So… Those ancient tales were true after all. That witch Morgause Le Fay was right after all." Moody stated. "The Hour of Reckoning has arrived, hasn't it?"
"It has." Theia said calmly.
"Then… Well, might as well get this over with." Alastor sighed, before taking out his flag and drinking much of his alcohol, before facing Theia again. "Go ahead, lass… I'm sure you have more important things to do than torment me."
"I am no tormenter, only judge and executioner. And I have judged you, Alastor Moody, and found you innocent." Theia said, surprising the old man. "You have lived a life of a defender of innocent and oppressed, never did you use your gifts in vain or arrogance, always guided by morality, justice and honor. You are an example of whom my mother wished your kind to be, and I hold no reason to judge you unjustly."
"Even though I am wizard, and it is my duty to report on you to the Ministry?" Alastor asked of her. "They have already detected you, lass, probably identified you as a True Source. And that means they'll send everything they have after you, especially now, after your little show here."
"Even so, because you are innocent, I have no reason to harm you in any way." Theia said to him, with Moody understanding what she meant, before she turned towards the scared and frightened Werewolves. "Though I did pass judgement upon your comrades, they were not why I came here. I am here because they wished for salvation, and I answered their wishes and prayers. I am needed here not as a punishing scourge, but as a healing hand of my mother."
"So, you aren't just going to be destroying our world, but also saving those who suffered from it?" Moody asked of her, with Theia nodding to him. "The wizards will use it against you, you know it, right?" Theia nodded to him again.
"They may, but I won't let that deter me from helping them." Theia said. "Gaea wishes me to bring damnation and salvation. I shall do so, bring both of them in small and great ways. I have the time and means, while your kind doesn't."
"I guess so…" Moody said, before turning to Lupin who was still on his knees. "Why'd you keep him, though? Remus may not as corrupt as others I know, but he is no saint, either."
"No, he is not, for he is a special case." Theia said, as she allowed Lupin to raise his head. "Remus Lupin, traitor to his godchild, children of his friends and his race. You have stood aside and silent when your goddaughter, Rose Potter, was given to Dursleys, abandoning her to die at the hands of Vernon Dursley. You have forgotten her like she was a dream, just like you did with Harry Potter, allowing his father to give him away to a man of evil. You have turned against your race when they needed you, allowing their torment and partaking in their genocide and actively wishing it, all because of your loathing and petty nature. You never rose above what you think you are, instead sinking deeper and deeper into your darkness, forsaking common morality in favor of indulging your petty nature."
"You have no idea how I have suffered… What I never wanted to be and you have no right to judge me!" Lupin sneered at her, with Theia remaining unmoved.
"You believe Werewolves to be mere mindless beasts and evil incarnate, yet only select few of their kind embrace the path of evil, while other simply wish to live in peace. And yet you prosecute them all for the crimes of one, as you stood among the men, claiming to be one." Theia stated, as she raised her hand and placed on Lupin's head. "But you are no man, nor are do you have right to wear the look of one." And with this, in single second Remus Lupin's human form disappeared, and he took the form of a ragged wolf, almost like the one that were nearly executed minutes before.
"Perhaps as a beast you despise the most, you will atone for your sins, if you are able to look past the surfaces." And with this, Lupin raced out of the village and into the woods, while Theia turned to the awed and shocked Werewolves.
"That is one way to punish someone, I guess." Moody commented, as he saw Theia walking towards the Werewolves. "Are you going to help them?"
"They need much of help, and here right now, I am of greater use than out there, as an executioner. They have many sick and injured, starved and mistreated, all of whom need help." Theia said to Moody, turning to him. "You may leave or stay, if wish, Alastor Moody. Should you leave and go to the Ministry, I would have a request for you, if you would indulge me."
"What do you want me to do, lass?" Alastor asked of her.
"Tell Minister, Dumbledore, and all whom you see there who hold power, that Gaea has awakened, and the Hour of Reckoning has come." Theia told him. "That is all I would ask of you, Alastor Moody. I wish you farewell."
"Aye, I wish you good luck too, lass." Alastor bowed a little before the daughter of Gaea, as she left him, while he stood up and let out a sigh. "Huh, what a way to retire…" Alastor said, as he took out his flask, before putting it back, thinking that he has had enough of it, before leaving the area via apparition.
And as for Theia, she would do what her mother wishes of her, but there was more than devastation and destruction that she wished of her. Her existence was not limited to just it, for she was the entity that embodied both creation and destruction, and right now, right in this very place, these people needed not further death, suffering and loss. They needed help and healing, for someone to show them, that they are not forgotten and abandoned, that there are those who would help them, and that their prayers, silent and voiced, were heard.
Gaea heard countless of cries and pleas, and so does Theia, hearing them coming not from the mouth of the oppressed and tormented, but from the soul and heart. Abandoned and alone, they were left to die slowly and painfully, but now it will change for good. Theia will destroy this blighted system and world it supports, but at her own pace, at the pace that would allow her to assist the most dependent and vulnerable, oppressed and subjugated. She will give them what they were denied, help them live through this crisis and claim their place under the sun, something that they were denied for so long.
And so Theia went to these Werewolves, using what power she has to help them, give them what they need, and then move on to the others, other Reservations, secluded places and races. Many more needed her help, and she will not deny a single soul, and even if the Wizarding World would try to see her destroyed, she would not stop, for she is the inevitable.
Next day. SHIELD European Command HQ. Command Center.
The sudden and rapid increase in terrorist activity in Europe and especially in its western part, including United Kingdom and Ireland, hadn't gone without notice by the SHIELD and its highest commanding officers. Nick Fury and Maria Hill, Director and Deputy Director of the SHIELD respectively, have arrived a few hours ago to London to personally confirm what was going on in here, as well as to receive a direct report from Coulson himself. For some, this sudden visit may have seemed to indicate trouble, but in reality this was more of a respectable visit from the higher ups, since the European branch of SHIELD has done great in not just containing, but also eliminating the crisis and its worst effects.
Phil Coulson has demonstrated excellent strategic and tactical capabilities, as well as the diplomatic acumen and flexibility that allowed SHIELD to effectively coordinate actions with the governments and their respective agencies. Agents and operatives were deployed alongside the police and special units, acting together and not against each other, without get in each other's way. More often than naught the SHIELD had to deal with the local governments and their agencies getting in their way, including in the USA, with FBI, NSA, CIA and others loving to butt in their affairs. In Europe, Phil has managed to reach a good balance with the other agencies, it showed right here and now, and it is thanks to this cooperation that the crisis was averted. Individual agents have also played a key role in these events, and few could disagree with the fact that Hadrian Black, or Nephalem, was the most instrumental in taking down the worst of the terrorists.
His entire carrier so far has been nothing but exemplary and commendable, having quickly earned himself a reputation as one of SHIELD's top heavy hitters and their most effective eliminator of magical threats. In fact, in the year of his service had completed twice the number of missions of magical nature than several entire specialized squads put together, and he has constantly demonstrated the ability to get lasting results. Radicalized members of Ministries, pureblooded extremists, covens of dark practitioners, renegade sorcerers and sorceresses, demons and monsters from alternate dimensions- Nephalem had dealt with all that all by his lonesome and repeatedly saved hundreds, if not thousands of lives. He prevented at least five crisis of the same category as what Voldemort had caused to England, and the number of the Dark Lords and Ladies, as they've styled themselves that Nephalem took out already was almost two dozen.
Reliable, trustworthy, efficient and diligent, all of that and more was what Fury and Hill liked about Nephalem, and wanted to personally thank him for his work, as well as offer special commendation and a promotion in light of his service. What they did not expect to find was that Nephalem had, for the first time, gone off the rails on what seemed to be a standard investigation, and now was practically broken. Fury and Hill needed a full report from Coulson and he provided it to them, and to say that the two were distraught would be an understatement.
"Lancelot Hunter and the allocated units to the investigation have finished their compilation of the information, and it all checked out: Vernon Dursley and his family have been breaking the laws for years without any regard for the possible consequences." Coulson let out a sigh. "Tax evasion, bribery, intentional infliction of physical trauma upon others, sexual assaults on co-workers at Grunnings, threats and do not even get me started on what had happened to Rose Potter. In short, we have some of the very worst people on the planet, who, if I am being honest, make me think that they don't even deserve a fair trial and a chance to come off clean."
"It's not often I hear you say such things, Phil." Hill commented, as she looked at the report. "But you are right. Looking at all this alone, they do deserve to rot in the prison, but what about Rose Potter and her situation?"
"Well… To put it simply, the girl was simply dumped there by her parents, and the amount of abuse and character of said abuses were not just severe, but…" Phil didn't even want to talk about it, as he simply handed Hill the file. "I'm sorry, but better if you just read it yourself, Deputy Director. The short version is that the girl had suffered, and suffered far too much for anyone to be able to make it through it, and then Vernon Dursley had beat her to death, for burned bacon, but not before… Well, having his way with her. According to his wife, he didn't mean to kill her, thought that it would save him if we thought he did it accidentally, but in all honesty, she didn't even show any bit of remorse for what she and her husband, and their son had done."
"He beat a five year old with a wrench, but not before raping her, all because of burned bacon?" Fury asked again, with Coulson nodding to him. "I've seen more humanity from Hydra Neo-Nazi bastards, but this? Cannot say I blame Hadrian for doing what he did to that slab of rotten shit."
"Have the telepaths been able to break what Hadrian had put on that man?" Hill asked of Phil.
"No, and both telepathic and magical operatives state that it will be virtually impossible for them to do anything. Hadrian has completely severed all of the connection between the brain and the body, safe for the most essential things, like breathing, but outside for that, Vernon Dursley is stuck in his mind, relieving constantly all of the abuse he had inflicted upon Rose, without any way of breaking it." Coulson stated. "And what is more, the man is also enchanted to not go mad or lose his mind from watching it. For as long as he is alive, he'll be stuck in there, with no way of escape. I have to admit that Hadrian has outdone himself here, although we don't know what to do with him now."
"Standard procedure with the non-responsive individuals and let the bastard suffer for as long as he lives." Maria suggested.
"Already thought of it, but… I will admit that I just want to be rid of the man and not waste any time and resources on him." Coulson admitted honestly. "Cauterize this wound and be done with it for good, but… This whole incident in Little Whinging has gone public already, and the press already knows about Dursleys' crimes and SHIELD being involved. No mention of Hadrian, thankfully, but the Downing Street has made it clear that they are not pleased with how Hadrian has handled the situation and demand him to be severely reprimanded for abuse of power, possibly even stripped of his rank, in case the public finds out of what he had done."
"Typical…" Fury simply let out a sigh. "Do they know that about the circumstances of Hadrian's actions?"
"They do, but it didn't seem to make a difference." Coulson informed them. "For it is worth, Director General of MI5 promised to keep Hadrian off the records, making sure he doesn't get more flak than he already has. At least some good has come from his cooperation with the MI5, but the Prime Minister and his cabinet are less lenient. They made it clear, that despite his previous work, Hadrian officially terrifies them."
"He terrifies a lot of people, that's part of the reason why he is so effective." Hill commented, as she was done with the files. "How do you plan to deal with the Downing Street and their sudden desire for punishment, Phil?"
"Officially, inform them that Hadrian has received a formal reprimand and has been demoted in his status for the time being as a punishment. Unofficially…" Phil let out a sigh, as he collected his thoughts, before voicing them. "I recommend that Hadrian be taken off the active duty, give him and Dorea time to grieve and come to terms with what had happened. From what Agents Eva and Romanoff have reported, he is in no condition to participate in any missions, and it would be best to let him collect himself, without forcing him to partake in form of combat or mission."
"How severe did they describe his breakdown?" Fury asked of him.
"From what I understand, sir, Hadrian, or at least part of him, is broken. We all are well aware that despite largely being through the horrors of the Weapon Plus, there was always baggage that he carried in him, survivor's guilt and other things. What he has been through and his current work, it isn't for the people who are simple and normal." Phil said. "Hadrian blames himself for not even knowing or caring to learn about Rose, believes that he should've known and taken her away from there… In other words, he is messed up, badly, and needs time to process and get over it all, or else…"
"I agree, and given his record, Hadrian has long since earned a well-deserved R&R." Hill supported. "However, that doesn't change the fact that we Potters have actively helped the Dursleys, broke the laws and used magic against not just simple people, but also government workers, policemen and more. We can't just leave it like that."
"I agree, ma'am, but… As you know, whenever there are wizards and witches involved, it means that the Ministry and ICW will have to get involved, if we want to get anything done to them, but with the general opinion of the Ministry and ICW towards Potters, Squibs and just anything involving normal world…" Coulson said with Fury finishing for them.
"We'd sooner have von Strucker and his Lannister twins surrendering to us without a fight, than have the Potters punished for what they had done. Their whole government and judicial systems are as corrupt as they are incompetent, ancient and absolutely inept at doing anything effective. They've pardoned almost every Death Eater and they go with but a slap on their wrist, they'll just close their eyes on what Potters have done this time." Fury stated with disdain, as he shook his head. "Charlus always said that he envied our modern judicial system and how effective it is… After I learned from him of how Wizengamot and Ministry worked, I can tell you that it is a moot point to try and have those bastards convicted or punished in any way."
"Is there really nothing we can do about it, sir?" Hill asked of Fury.
"There could be something in their ancient laws and all that bureaucratic nonsense that they call their laws, but with the way they just introduce new laws, acts and things… I'm honestly half tempted to just let Nephalem go and have a go at them." Fury said. "Is Hadrian in his mansion?"
"Yes, sir, along with Agents Eva, Romanoff and Colonel Danvers, keeping an eye out for him and making sure he doesn't do something he'll regret. Although I do not envy his position, having to tell his de-facto mother about Rose." Coulson sighed. "I've requested Romanoff and Danvers to stay with Hadrian, help and monitor him, as well as convince him and Dorea to not do anything at least for now. In all honesty, if we want to deal with Potters, it might be best to just let them to do it on their own."
"I personally couldn't care less if it were just Potters gone for good, but Nephalem… He is like Pandora's Box: once it is opened, there might not be a way to close it for good." Hill said, hinting at Nephalem's disposition towards the Wizarding world and it's inhabitants. "It's no secret that Hadrian hates and loathes practically everything that there is to do about it. Hell, I myself can understand it, but what does surprise me is him having a Witch for a girlfriend, and one who is working for the same Ministry that he hates the most."
"Yes, it is surprising and honestly suspicious…" Coulson admitted. "Hadrian may be new to the relationships and love, but the way in which they got together has always made he somewhat uncomfortable, though I kept it to myself."
"You thinking that she might be spying on him for the Ministry and Dumbledore, Coulson?" Fury asked of his friend, who did not have a clear cut answer on that one.
"From what our informants have told me, there isn't anything to indicate anything of such sort, but my gut is telling me that Lady Amelia Bones is not as clean as she makes herself seen by Hadrian." Coulson stated. "But about Hadrian, I've had our specialists run the simulations, just theoretical speculations, possible scenarios of events unfolding in some way, the usual stuff. Several of those simulations were about Wizarding World of England turning against us, and how would we respond, with and without Nephalem being involved."
"And what did your simulations have shown?" Maria asked of Coulson.
"Without Nephalem, we would have a guerilla war that would last anywhere from 3 to 9 months, with us winning, but not without significant losses and damages to civilian sector. With Nephalem, the numbers look far more in our favor." Coulson said. "48 hours until the absolute victory, 6 to 10 hours until the collapse of all possible resistance spots, with the rest being simple mop up. 24 hours if we are lucky or if we take it as serious as Hydra attacking London, and 96 hours if Nephalem alone does all the work."
"Four days, for him to destroy the Magical Britain, alone?" Maria asked, with Coulson nodding to her. "What are the chances of Wizarding World winning against him?"
"7.1%, if we take into the account their readiness to employ non-traditional methods and weapons. 1.1% if they stick to their usual tactics and strategies and actively fight him, 0.0041% if they decide to treat him like they did Voldemort." Coulson sighed, revealing the numbers. "They've even ran the simulations of him dealing with both Voldemort and Grindelwald, just out of curiosity, and the results were pretty much as you might expect- Nephalem destroys both of them without breaking a sweat. In his current physical and powerful condition, he is unstoppable for them."
"And if he decides to go after the Potters, there won't be any stopping him." Hill concluded. "Let us hope that Hadrian decides to deal with this in a less violent manner, instead of going after Potters, at least for now. The last thing we need is a conflict with the Ministry and the ICW by proxy."
"That… That might be something that is already in the making, I am afraid." Coulson said, getting the attention of the two. "We have solid information that the Ministry has passed a new Security Act, which while on paper had made their DMLE more effective, but in practice and reality, it has given them free reign to go after anyone and everyone who even looks funny at them."
"Clarify that part, Coulson. What the does it mean in practice and for us?" Fury asked of him.
"The Minister and his officials now have the right to forego the due process and just pass along whatever judgement and decision they want on anyone, basically turning the office of the Minister into a tyrant one. The Act itself has been supported by the majority of the powerful Houses there, and Dumbledore too has given it his support." Coulson stated. "They have in essence legalized the witch hunts, and are already going after everyone that they deem as undesirables, and their methods smell of the Nazi Germany and the Ottoman Empire of World War I."
"And what undesirables are they targeting?" Fury asked of Coulson.
"Magical races that possess same level of human intelligence and less, and basically anyone who they want: werewolves, vampires, giants, dryads, elementals, practically everyone is being prosecuted in one way or the other. Even first generation wizards and witches are not exempt from it, especially if they are do not have a good view of the Wizarding world, or try to leave, along with Squibs. Mass sterilizations, forced relocations, imprisonments and more." Coulson informed them. "Our specialists believe that if it continues on like this, we'll have one of the two situations on our hands. First, a massive uprising against the Ministry and Wizarding kind, one that will force us to get involved. The second variant might be considered even worse- a complete genocide."
"Of the Wizarding kind?" Hill asked to clarify.
"Of the magical creatures and races that exist in UK and Ireland. They've already began the mass sterilizations in Werewolf Reservations, and I would've liked to get involved, but due to Statute of Secrecy and the terrorist rush we were unable to do anything." Coulson let out a sigh. "And now it seems someone has decided to do something, someone we don't know."
"Coulson, what do you mean?" Hill asked of him.
"Since yesterday, our Magical Response Department have been picking up multiple strange readings of magical energy outbursts all over England. Readings are very similar to the ones that were in Little Whinging, and the last thing we have heard from our informants in the Ministry is that Head of the DMLE, Barty Crouch Sr., has sent out a general call yesterday, announcing Code Nocturnal." Phil informed them.
"Code Nocturnal? What does it mean?"
"It means that there is a confirmed True Source, and the Ministries and ICW have one response for it- exterminate at any cost." Fury stated, figuring out why Coulson didn't informed them of this earlier. "The magical signature, is it the same as the one that was in Little Whinging, and are you positive of it?"
"I am, sir. Signature is much, much stronger, but our specialists have stated that at it's core, it belongs to the same being, though now it is different, made non-human and something much more powerful." Coulson stated. "This is also part of the reason why I decided to send Romanoff and Danvers with Hadrian. If he heard about it from the Magical Response…"
"He would rush to that source head first, without a care in the world and ignoring what that girl now might be." Fury stated, as he understood the line of Coulson's thought. "We need to get to her first, confirm that it is Rose, before the Ministry has a chance."
"We've been attempting to track her movement since she first appeared, but we didn't have any way of tracking or even predicting where she might appear. If she does have a pattern of movements, it is not one we have been able to identify." Coulson informed Fury. "Rose, or whoever that is now, doesn't stay long in one place. She just appears, stays for some time, and then leaves via either teleportation or some alternative way of extremely fast travel. But what we do know, is that wherever she appears, magical flow of the area goes completely haywire, as I have been told, like the powers of the Earth itself are being used to cast spells of might and capabilities beyond that of any witch or wizard."
"And given what Hadrian and Morgana have told us about the capabilities of True Sources that does sound right up their alley." Fury commented. "Any way of contacting Morgana?" At that very moment, a portal from Avalon opened up, with Morgana stepping out it.
"Speak of the devil." Maria Hill commented. "We were just about to try and call you, Morgana. We've got a…"
"We've got a massive problem, a catastrophic seminal disaster at our hands that could turn this world upside down." Morgana did not even waste time listening to Maria, informing the leaders of the SHIELD with a tone that meant that she was as serious as it gotten. "Less than twenty hours ago, there was an extreme shift in the magical energy waves and lines of Earth, one that sent shockwaves through the dimensions, and was felt by every Sorcerer and Sorceress that knows at least the basics of the magical craft."
"Yeah, well, we ourselves have a bit of a situation here, so…" Coulson tried to speak up, but Morgana interrupted him.
"I know about Rose Potter and Hadrian, and this is the part of the catastrophe…" Morgana let out a sigh, as she collected her bearings. "I have been monitoring the magical lines and energies of Earth, trying to determine what had happened, and now… Now I know: Gaea has awakened." Morgana's tone made it clear, that this was very serious indeed.
"Gaea, as in, one of the Titans from Greek mythos, same place Hercules comes from?" Hill asked, with Morgana shaking her head.
"Gaea doesn't belong to a single pantheon, and is in fact the Mother of many of those same pantheons, and the embodiment of life on this planet, connected to each and every living creature. She is what you would call a soul of Earth and Life here, Mother Goddess and Goddesses of All Living Beings." Morgana explained. "Imagine for a second, that the planet we are on is alive, literally, and that is Gaea in rough terms, and Gaea is absolutely furious."
"On whom? All of humanity for the pollution and wars and the rest of our faults?" Coulson asked of Morgana.
"It's not the whole of humanity that Gaea is pissed at right now, no. She is furious at a specific group, one that we are all too familiar with, and who had spent over millennia abusing their power for their means and have caused untold amounts of death, suffering and damage of all kinds. Gaea has had enough of the Wizarding World and has sent her Avatar and daughter to literally end it." Morgana stated to them. "Rose Potter was the one who had finally broke the camel's back, and her soul served as the basis for the creature that I can only describe as the Daughter of Gaea and her will made incarnate."
"Those magical spikes we have been getting, it was her." Coulson said, with Fury nodding to her. "And she is after all of Wizarding World. Is she going to destroy it, like enact a complete and utter genocide upon all of it's inhabitants?"
"Honestly, I do not fully know, but I know this: there is no stopping Gaea. I came to you because when all will be over, someone will have to be there to pick up the pieces." Morgana stated to them, surprising them a bit. "I myself planning to gather a council of the strongest sorcerers and sorceresses, those who retained their loyalty towards Gaea, and prepare for the upcoming Hour of Reckoning. Never would've thought that my sister's prediction would come true…"
"Your sister had predicted it happening?" Hill asked of Morgana. "Maybe there is some way to stop this Hour, maybe the Avengers or…"
"Maria, there is no stopping Gaea, literally. Gaea is an Elder Goddess and one of the first creatures born upon it. She is the reason why Chthon is exiled from here and why he can't just invade in his full form. She is the literal Source of Magic and the reason why Wizarding Kind has magic and can use it, because it is her gift to them, yet they have abused it while forgetting to whom this gift belongs to really." Morgana stated to Maria and others. "She is unstoppable. For us to fight Gaea is like for an ant to fight the wind and the mountains, and the Wizarding World and it's primary inhabitants may be foolish enough to think they may win, I assure you: they won't."
"Alright… Then, what can we do against her?" Fury asked of Morgana.
"Against her? Nothing, Fury. Or have you not heard a thing I just said?" Morgana asked of him. "Best thing you can do is be prepared to pick up the pieces once it is all done. As much as you may pity them, at least this sick social experiment of Merlin will be over for good." At that moment, a secretary called the cabinet.
"Sub-Director Coulson, the Minister of Magic is here to see you, along with Head of DMLE Barthemius Crouch Sr. and Headmaster Dumbledore. They say that they have a matter of global matter to discuss and are not concerned with the fact that you have guests." Secretary stated, with all people inside the cabinet already knowing what this is about. "I have tried to tell them to get an appointment, but they are all but threatening me, and don't care if I call the security."
"That's okay, Mary. Let them in. Director and I have a few things to discuss with them anyway." Coulson allowed them to come here, before turning to Morgana. "Do you think they'll try to convince us to stop Rose for them?"
"Definitely, and you should not say yes." Morgana told them with cold tone. "Let the Wizarding World die for good. They've long since made their bed, and it's time to lie in it."
"That is rather cold-hearted for someone who fights to save live at any cost." Maria commented with a bit of a surprise in her tone.
"You try and spend almost 14 centuries vilified and ridiculed just because an arrogant old codger decided to punish you for not helping him win his war against my sister. I've seen how his vision of a "perfect world for all magical beings" has become an abomination and a blight upon the world. The Wizarding World is corrupt, rotten and broken, and only exists because people living in it can't look past it." Morgana stated. "Let it die and unite the world as it should have been united centuries ago."
"We'll take your words into consideration, Lady Morgana." Coulson said, just as the trio of Ministry's leadership entered the cabinet. "Minister Fudge, Mr. Dumbledore, Mr. Crouch, to what do we owe the unexpected pleasure of seeing you?"
"Sub-Director Coulson, we… We have a matter of extreme importance that cannot wait to discuss." Fudge said.
"There is nothing to discuss, Fudge! The longer we prattle and talk hogwash, the more that beast will have time to destroy us all!" Crouch practically hissed at his immediate superior, before he turned to Coulson. "We need you to destroy a monster, Coulson, do what you SHIELD people do best and…"
"Crouch, I am the Minister, and I will not have anyone questioning my decisions or…" Fudge wasn't going to stand someone demeaning him, especially in front of others.
"Minister, Crouch, perhaps you should allow me to…" Dumbledore tried to speak up, before Fury has had enough.
"Excuse me, you three magical dumbasses." Fury instantly had gotten their attention. "In case you didn't notice, this is not your Ministry where you can have broom measuring competitions every time you feel insulted. This is SHIELD, and unlike what you would like to think, we ain't your Band-Aid for every time you have some magical shit happening that you cannot solve. Now, either you talk like you are at least semi-intelligent people, or get out of here and stop wasting our time. We've got the whole world to protect, which is a little bit bigger than your version of it." This seems to have had an effect on them, having calmed them down at least.
"I am going to assume that this is connected to the multiple magical spikes that our Magical Response department have detected over that past 20 hours or so." Coulson said, surprising the trio. "We've been tracking it ever since it had appeared, and we've already heard that you have issued Code Nocturnal, so we already know why you are here: you have a True Source on the run, which you can't catch."
"You seem far too informed about our affairs." Crouch was clearly not pleased about Coulson and SHIELD knowing so much already. "Are you spying on us, Coulson?"
"It's Sub-Director Coulson to you, Crouch, and we are SHIELD. We spy on everyone who could pose a threat to the general public, and your magical community ranks quite high in our risk lists." Maria Hill answered for her colleague.
"I'm sorry, woman, but did I ask your opinion?" Crouch was clearly not happy with how Maria responded to him.
"That woman is my Deputy Director, Crouch, and compared to you, she at least knows how to do her job." Fury responded. "Now, get on with what you want or get out of here."
"Director Fury, as you have already found out, yes we have a True Source loose, and it has already caused us massive damage. Over half a hundred of Aurors are either dead, charmed or deprived of powers, while this creature is still loose and is doing seemingly everything to hamper our work and efforts at securing our community." Fudge stated. "We have sent several teams after it, and none were able to succeed. Our very best of Aurors were nothing against it, and we… Well, we do not yet have the ability to mount a full scale attack against it."
"More like you have no one who wants to die at its hand, especially now that the Hour of Reckoning has arrived." Morgana commented, silently enjoying the horror on their faces. "If I were you, would get your affairs in order, before it all finally comes to an end."
"And just who the hell are you to tell us what to do?" Crouch almost shouted at her.
"Someone who hasn't angered Gaea by being a douchbag." Morgana responded, before she effortlessly casted a teleport. "And someone who has better things to do than stand here and listen to your ravings. Director, Hill, Coulson, farewell." And with this Morgana left the cabinet.
"What… What kind of dark magic was that?" Crouch asked, shocked to see such thing.
"The kind that is none of your business." Fury stated to him. "So you have someone who is whooping your asses. That happens every week in your world, so just find yourself some toddler who will save you this time." Fury waved it off, hinting at the ridiculous claims that Dumbledore has made in the past about Jamie Potter.
"Director Fury, I do not think you quite realize what kind of a problem this is for all of us." Dumbledore spoke up. "A True Source is a being of unnatural might and origin, creatures that may be human, yet possess neither dignity nor humanity of a wizard. They are driven by desires for power and might, and will do anything that they wish without regard for any form of law or morality. Such creatures have always posed an extreme threat to the Wizarding World, and this one… This one might be just as powerful as the accursed Morgana Le Fay might have been and is fully intent on destroying our World. Director, we demand, that the SHIELD provide us with means of destroying."
"Really? And what do you want us to give you? Maybe a nuclear bomb or two?" Fury asked with an irritated tone. "Like Coulson has said, we've monitored the situation, and so far, your little "monster" has not done anything that might warrant our attention or a response. No burned down villages, destroyed towns or slaughtered civilians, only a bunch of magical blips and nothing more. As Director of SHIELD, I see no reason to get involved in this so far."
"Director, you can't seriously turn down our demand!" Minister was shocked to hear it. "This is not a request, but a demand!"
"And you don't seem to understand, that SHIELD doesn't exist simply so you could loath us, yet call upon us whenever you have some big bad wizard or witch popping up messing things up." Fury reminded him. "We answer to the UN, not to you, Minister. Therefore, if that is all, you may go. We will monitor the situation and if it escalates or changes, we'll get involved."
"Perhaps, it is you who do not realize the severity of the situation, Director Fury." Crouch stated. "If you are unwilling to cooperate, then we have the full right to use other means: help us destroy that creature, or the whole world will learn that Hadrian Black is the Nephalem." That statement shocked and surprised all of SHIELD's leadership.
"Special Agent Black? Crouch, you must really be touched in the head, if you think we'll fall for this." Coulson dismissed it, while internally already thinking of how they could have learned of it.
"I am afraid that there is no use for you to hide who he is, Sub-Director. We've known ever since December who Hadrian Black really is, and that he is your main weapon against magical threats." Dumbledore stated grimly, with Coulson immediately figuring out who was the snitch. "Just like you have your own spies, so do we have those who sacrifice their health and goodness for the greater good of all."
"Are you trying to make us think that we have a leak in our ranks, Dumbledore? We check everyone and we know for a fact that not one of our members have ever been involved with anyone from your ranks." Hill responded.
"No, one person has actively been involved with one of them." Coulson corrected her, as he turned to Dumbledore and Fudge. "Hadrian Black… Just out of curiosity, did Ms. Bones reveal it to you on her own, or did you have her become Black's girlfriend, so that you would have an access to us?"
"Does it matter at this point?" Crouch all but confirmed it. "Amelia may not agree with all of our policies, but her loyalty has always been to the Wizarding World and Ministry. Her aberrant interest in your world made her the best pick for this kind of job. Who would've thought that you very best Special Agent would be so easy to make our pawn?" Crouch was seemingly enjoying the fact that Amelia so easily seduced Hadrian.
"He certainly hoped that wouldn't be the case, but you know what they say: hope for the best, expect the worst." Suddenly, Hadrian Black's voice was heard in the cabinet, before a magical vail dropped near the exit, revealing Hadrian, Natasha and Carol standing there, surprising everyone. "Gonna be honest with you: that one was really low, even for the amoral bastards like you." Hadrian's cold glare at Crouch almost made him shiver
"Special Agent Black, when did you arrive here, and why didn't you…" Hill wanted answers, though she wasn't too angry at him for hiding like this from them.
"With your earlier guest, and I've already been brought up to speed on the situation." Hadrian stated, as he and his companions took place near their SHIELD commanders. "As for why I decided to play hide and seek, I needed to get some answers of my own, and now… Now I have them."
"What kind of magic did you just use? We didn't even notice you, and I am quite capable of detecting such charms." Dumbledore asked of Hadrian.
"That's none of your business, Dumbledore. Now, you want me to kill that True Source, is that it?" Hadrian asked of them.
"Yes, do what you have been doing this whole past year- killing and slaughtering like a rabid dog you…" At that point, a massive ethereal blue arm materialized out of Hadrian's back and then formed a fist, before backhanding Crouch, sending him flying through the cabinet and into the wall, nearly breaking him into two, shocking Dumbledore and Fudge.
"You think that just because you've played me like a fiddle for half a year, you can order me around, Crouch? Let me make it clear for all three of you: if I wanted to, I would have killed you faster than you would've noticed your heads hitting the floor." Hadrian's cold tone made it clear that he was not joking, and even Fury was a little frightened with the amount of pure hatred that were coming from his godson at the moment. "Now, do you know where that True Source is?"
"S-she was spotted to have been moving towards Azkaban. She could already be there, so…" Fudge stated, with Hadrian having heard enough, as he walked past the man, before summoning Yamato and creating a portal of his own.
"Harry." Fury called out to him before he stepped into the portal. "Are you sure you want to do this?"
"Never been surer in my life, sir." Hadrian simply told him, as he stepped through that portal, and it closed behind him.
"Romanoff, I thought that you said he was not in a condition for any sort of mission." Coulson asked of her.
"I did, but after Queen of Avalon showed up and told him everything about what is happening and Rose… There is no stopping him now, Phil." Natasha simply stated to him. "Hadrian and Dorea both are now after their own reckoning."
"Yeah, and I myself wouldn't mind some of that, for manipulating and playing my friend like he is a toy of yours." Carol was quite seriously pissed at the fact that her best friend was used like that.
"We did what we had to for the greater…" Dumbledore tried to explain, but Fury interrupted him.
"We've all heard you say it already, you old goat. You better start believing in Jesus Christ and The Lord, 'cause if anyone is helping you now, it is them." Fury said with his eye already set on making these three pay for using Hadrian like that.
Azkaban Island.
Landing on the rocky island, Theia walked towards the grim looking triangular tower, her intention being finally bringing an end to the abomination that was Azkaban, and passing Gaea's judgement upon those who are held here. Both the guilty and the innocent were here, and worst of all, Dementors, abominations and creatures of the other world, ruled the ball here, and they long since needed to be destroyed. The Wizarding Kind had allowed their existence because they seemed to prefer them as pets and jailors, without realization what monsters they are harboring, or rather loving the idea of having them as pets.
This was stopped today, for now Theia was doing Gaea's will and eradicating this spawn of Chthon for good. Just as she covered half of the way to the castle, a rift in the reality opened up, and from it stepped out Hadrian, stopping Theia in her tracks, making her widen her eyes when she laid her eyes upon him for the first time. The rift of the portal closed up and Hadrian's eyes turned to Theia, before speaking up to her.
"Hello, Rose." He greeted the reincarnation of his sister with soft and calm tone, by using her old name.
"Hello, Harry." Theia greeted her former brother with his former name, her tone serene and calm as well. "It is good to meet you, for the first time. I have been looking forward to our first meeting." Theia admitted to him.
"So was I, Rose, or should I call you Theia?" Hadrian asked of her.
"Rose was the name I used to bear in my previous life. I am now Theia, but if you wish, you may call me as you please." Theia said with a small smile to him, genuinely happy to see him, even though he still had his blade drawn out. "Have you come to stop me, Hadrian? Did the Ministry and Wizarding Kind send you to kill me?" She asked of him.
"They want me to kill you, because in their eyes, you are a monster." Hadrian told her.
"And who am I in your eyes, Harry?" She asked of him, and she saw him draw his blade back into the sheath, before summoning it away.
"You are someone whom I have failed, whom I should have saved yet didn't even bother learning that you existed." Hadrian revealed to her with sadness, with Theia seeing much regret in his eyes. "I am not here to fight you, Theia. I am here to see you, to talk to you… To ask for forgiveness." Hadrian revealed to her, surprising a little his former sister.
Unknown place.
"It is happening exactly as you have predicted old man." Brian Braddock spoke up, addressing his old friend and mentor. "The Hour of Reckoning has come for the world you've built."
"It is just as I have feared, my boy." An old man had sighed, before regaining determination in his eyes, before he began to cast spells as ancient as he himself was. "However, giving into fear will grant us nothing. We have time and means to save the Wizarding World, especially now that there is someone who can help us do it."
"I am not sure he will, old man. I've worked with Nephalem plenty of times to learn that he hates the Wizarding World, almost as much as you love it, Merlin." Captain Britain told the Great Hierophant Merlin, the Creator of the Wizarding World, his opinion. "He will sooner help Gaea destroy it all, rather than save it."
"Regardless, if we cannot have his support, we will have his power, and it will be sufficient to save the world. For the Greater Good of all, we must do all we can." Merlin finally casted the spell, and from the waters of the lake upon which Merlin casted his spell, rose 6 figures clad in mighty armors from head to toe and armed with weapons of legends and greatness. "It is time, my Custodians, to fulfill your destiny and save the world that you nearly destroyed 14 centuries ago. Now come Brian, we have a world to save." And so Merlin, Captain Britain, and the 6 Custodians, departed from the magical realm towards Earth.
Things are heating up, and as the end of Wizarding World draws near, schemes are revealed, plots are made and lines are drawn. I will admit that I did plan for Hadrian and Amelia to have a more natural and honest relationship, but… Let's just say that I went back and forth on it all many times and eventually came to a conclusion, that this whole romance was rather too forced for my liking and is more of a something that I made in a moment of sudden inspiration, rather than full on plan. Instead of simply scrambling it off though off screen, I've decided to make it something useful, something that would show the depths of corruption that Ministry possesses, and more of it will be revealed next time.
As you can see, Amelia is now out of the game, so to speak, and I am honestly totally fine with it. With the way that the Wizarding world treated Harry, it was obvious he wouldn't have made any good relations with it, or with anyone from it.
And as for Theia, she is more than just a weapon, but is also someone who first and foremost cares for the weak and helpless and goes out of her way to help them. She is not merciless or cruel, she is just and powerful, but in a good way, and judges justly. And as for her inspiration, I turned to my one of my all-time favorite anime series Fate, and based Theia off of Goddesses Ishtar and Ereshkigal from that anime. Look them up, and you will have a pretty good picture of what Theia looks like.
Also, she really is now daughter of Gaea and technically isn't even Hadrian's sibling, and is rather more a reincarnation of Rose, just so you know.
Now, as always, thank you all for your continuous support of this story and I will try to get the next chapter before the end of this week, so stay tuned. Give your comments, suggestions for romance and harem (I take all suggestions seriously under consideration, including from other franchises), give suggestions about future events, ask questions, I love constructive feed back and will do my best to answer all.
Next time: Goddess and Nephalem; Making a choice; Sister unite; Nephalem broken…
See ya!