Shadow Wolves

By Littletrickstergirl

Disclaimer: If, and I saw this in a nice way, If I owned Harry Potter do you really think you would be reading this story here? I thought not.

Chapter 6: Opening Your Eyes

The night was black at Stonehenge tonight. The sky was clear and the full moon shone down illuminating the rocks. A light fog rolled along the ground. All was silent except for the bare sound of feet, sliding through the grass like snakes.

"Uhhhh...are we there?" Harry opened his eyes slowly. His vision was a bit blurry so he blinked a bit. The pain in his body was reduced to a steadily aching pain. But something was still pulling at his thoughts. He stumbled up with the help of Kari and leaned on her. They started walking and Harry could feel some invisible pull calling him in the direction they were headed. The twins, Jade and Mackey were leading the way. Looking around Haarry saw they were surrounded by 50 foot stones all in a circle. In the middle of the circle there stood a stone invisible to every one but the 8.

They could see several objects sticking up from the stone and as they got closer. The things turned out to be blade hilts. Mackey and Jade were the only ones who could read the strange script on the stone.

"8 blades lie in this stone. Invisible to all but those with hidden magic. If you wish to pull out the blade be warned. These are not playthings. They hold secrets that have been lost for a millenia. If you are worthy, pull." Mackey whispered. She let her hand run over the hilt and suddenly stopped when she touched one in the circle. For some reason she decided to try and pull it out. It slide out carefully and she examined it. Spotting writting engraved on the blade she swore softly.

The blade read Sarianna. "This is what we're looking for alright. This dagger has my middle name carved into it." Jade also ran her hands across the dagger and when she felt a spark of magic she pulled out a dagger opposite to Mackey's. She carefully examined it. "Gweith. This dagger has my middle name on it as well." So everyone pulled a dagger from the rock. Kari's read Sakura. Teddy's read Bartholomew. Eli's read Pierce. Sara's read LaFay. Lee's read Takuji. And Harry's read Eriador. One hilt remained and Harry felt himself pulled toward it. He tugged it carefully out of the rock and there was an immediate burst of power. Each of the 8 fell to the ground unconsious.

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Harry awoke, his eyes snapped open and widened in surprise. The last place he remembered being was Stonehenge, memories began to rush into his head. 8 daggers...circle around...a larger blade...a stone with...strange writing...and lightning! Harry looked around and his eye brows furrowed as his hair was wipped around his head. His clothes billowed and snapped in the wind.

He seemed to be floating in the middle of a tornado. Alone. Wind ripped around him in a tight circle, sometimes flinging dirt or small bits of grass at him. Harry became sharply aware of items that seemed suddenly to appear in the swirling mix. He looked down to see the dagger still held tightly in his left hand, but the sword...where was it? He was looking around frantically when something hit him square in the face. It was a shirt of some kind...

"Ouch!" Harry rubbed the back of his head as a book fell into his arms. He couldn't see the title, but it looked old. Harry looked down and then looked up again. "Oh shit." He managed to get out just before he started to fall. "Crapppp!" But instead of hitting the ground and breaking his neck he was gently set down on his feet. "There it its!" He exclaimed spotting the sword. He stepped forward to retreve it but stopped. Something wasn't right. The sword was floating lengthways in the air, suspended by itself.

No not by itself, just as soon as Harry saw the blade, a figure began to form itself from the wind. Harry could almost make out the features...but it was extreamly hard to tell. It was a man, that much was obviouse. Harry looked down at his dagger. To his surprise it had said Eriador instead of James. Then he looked back to the larger blade and to his surprise saw writing begin to appear on it's blade as well.

The wind figure had taken a solid form and was watching him closely, Harry himself was shocked. The man looked exactly like him in almost every way. Right down to the dark blue dyed hair and cerulean eyes. "Hello, Raven." He said.

"I'm sorry...sir? But my name isn't Raven...it's Harry." The figure just chuckled. "That's what you think." His voice echoed around them, and to be honest this guy was seriously freaking out Harry. The figure waved his hand and a piece of paper came flying towards Harry, who stumbled back when it plastered itself to his face. He ripped it off and gaped...

Raven Eriador Potter

Born July, 31st

St. Mungo's, London

Son of Lily and James Potter

Below it were DNA prints and locks of his hair from when he was a baby. It was an exact duplicate of his birth certificate. Except for the name. Harry could sence the magical signature that surrounded the paper and identified it as his own. Impossible.

"I'm sure you'll find it very possible young Raven." The man laughed again.

"Okkkaayyyy..." Harry drawled decided to go along with whatever was happening. "Let's pretend for a moment that my name really is Raven but no body knew different, including my parents. Let's also assume that you are not a phyco ward runnaway patient. Who are you and why are you here." Harry raised an eyebrow and waited for an answer.

"You still don't believe me do you Raven?" The man sighed. "I am your ansestor Eriador Potter, the first Shadow Wolf Leader. Although back then most of us were known as the Knights of Merlin. But father said it was rediculous and demanded we chose something other than his name."

"Woah...woah, back up there." Harry held up his hands. "Your supposed to my ansestor, who's father was Merlin. I have your name as my middle name , and you were the first leader of the Shadow Wolves. Goodness me, with an explanation that clear I don't know why it never occured to me in the first place." Harry crossed his arms and waited.

"Very well." The man thought for a moment. "In our time, there was an evil sorcerer named Seta, the mother of Salazar Slytherin. Now I suppose all of this started when Salazar refused to become a dark wizard and kill innocents. He left his home and joined up with out Master King Arthur and my father Merlin. He and the other 3 founders of Hogwarts were also Merlin Knights but not part of the Shadow Wolves..."

He held up his hands when he saw Harry was about to interrupt. "Patience is a virtue. Now Seta was so mad that she launched a full scale attack on Camelot with a league of Dark Wizards. We Knights of Merlin were the only ones that had even the slightest chance of defeating her.

But we weren't powerful enough the way we were. So a select few of us went into hiding. Leaving the fighting to the other knights. We trained day and night to release our hidden powers. We completed ritual after ritual, tireing our magical reserves until we could almost be called muggles or squibs for the amount of magic we didn't end up exhausting at the end of the day. We fought each other, we fought our body, our minds. We argued with our demons. It was torture. We lived on limited sleep and food, almost to the point of over exaustion and starvation and thirst. For a year we lived like this.

We slowly created a brotherhood, and sisterhood if you will. Of a group of individuals who were tougher than anything and anyone alive. But the power we had created couldn't be contained in our bodys it was so great.So we created at spell that would allow us to contain our power in the form of a weapon." Eridor motioned to the blade in Harry's hands and then to the sword in his own. "But when the daggers could hold no more power we found we still had too much. And so Rubilacxe Atsuhiko was created. The brother of Excalibur. Now one of the members of our group was a seer. And she saw that we would be needed in the future. The rest, as muggles say, is history."

"Soooo..." Harry said skeptically. "This dagger and that sword hold immense power beyond my belief, and I am assuming? That we are what your seer saw in the future. And some how we all met and created a group called the Shadow Wolves and hunted Death Eaters. Then I get a flash back and a funny feeling about this stone circle?" Eriador grinned and nodded. Harry shook his head.

"Man I never new things were this bad." He looked at his ansestor dispairingly. "This is just too fucking corny. You know that right? Where's the video camera and the popcorn?"

Eriador shrugged. "Seemed like a good idea at the time?" Harry just looked at him. "Why me? Why must I always be a part of some kind King Arther and the Knights of the Round Table spoof?"

Eriador grinned. "Maybe the higher ups just draw names out of a hat and see who gets what. Just gessing!" He exclaimed at his desendants murderus look. "But that's enough for now."

And with a flash of light Harry was gone, again.

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This chapter was just a set up chapter. Explaining something things and setting up other stuff.

Sorry I took so long updating!

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P.S. No this story is not taking a totally serious turn.