Prologue
As a child, Albus Dumbledore was highly curious. Questioning his elders about nearly everything which he didn't understand from his youth. He began this as soon as he could talk. His thirst for knowledge never ceased to burn. It kept raging on. No matter what he did, it kept burning on.
It always kept burning.
He used to take out small things from his surroundings and tried to question everyone he knew about them. His mother, father, his uncle, his family friend, everyone. He even sometimes used to ask the old nice lady who lived beside them. She always seemed so knowledgeable. She always fed the wood to his fire. As she kept answering, his desire to learn kept increasing. But however, one trip to the Philippines would forever change his life. Even if he did not know.
10th October 1889.
Albus was a few years away from starting Hogwarts. His family wasn't too big nor too small. It was just perfect for him. His family constituted of his mother named Kendra Dumbledore, his father named Percival Dumbledore, his younger brother named Aberforth Dumbledore and his baby sister, Ariana Dumbledore.
Albus was the oldest child in the family so he naturally had to be the most responsible out of all the children. His sister, Ariana Dumbledore was born just a few years prior, in 1885. She was just four. While Albus's younger brother, Aberforth, was born a year prior to Ariana, in 1884. Their mother, Kendra, stayed at home and took care of the kids.
While their father on the other hand, was a mystery.
Percival Dumbledore was highly secretive about the specifics of his job. Whenever someone askes his occupation, he always gave a two word answer.
"An Unspeakable."
He was an Unspeakable. A lot of people think that Unspeakables practiced higher forms of magic and conducted magical experiments. Which was true in some cases.
But not with Percival.
He actually, worked on something totally different. He worked for a company run and funded by magical ministries from all around the world. This company worked to maintain a track record of the higher form of animals found all around the world. The Titans.
Till the year of 1864, these creatures were legends of the old. Whispers among the lips of the fortunate ones who had a chance to witness such a creature of might. They were myths, something which ancient civilizations regarded as the first gods to rule the earth. Some could be the most dangerous things you would've ever met, while some could be as docile as an infant.
Few could grow to heights such as nine hundred and eighty feet while some would be barely any bigger than your everyday Labrador dog. Such animals have surfaced and traversed the Earth many a time in the past. Cave paintings of such creatures could be found all across the planet.
Some had a giant upright dinosaur like creature while some had a bipedal ape. Some had depictions of a bird of fire, while some depicted a three-headed dragon-like creature. As they would arise to the surface, ancient civilizations would draw pictures on clay tablets, or in some cases, on papyrus.
The Titans have existed since the Paleozoic era on earth. While regular animals evolved at a steady pace, the Titans were always two steps ahead in evolution.
The primary source of growth for all the Titans is radiation. Radiation which stemmed from deep beneath the earth's surface. As time passed on, the Titans slowly moved from the outer earth, to an advanced eco-system which existed right below the surface.
The Hollow Earth.
It was just that, a "Hollow" Earth. A whole another advanced eco-system inside of that of our own. The entry points to this whole other realm are the two snowy poles of the earth. As time went on, the Titans evolved and slowly creatures like the Kongs and the Gojirans came into being. The Kongs were also known as the Titanus Kong.
They were prehistoric apes which could grow up to gargantuan heights such as three hundred to three hundred and fifty feet tall. A scarce few were up to three hundred and ninety feet. They had the build and the posture of that of a human, but their arms were generally longer than their legs. Their fur varied from orange-brown tones to dark brown or coal black in some cases. These prehistoric apes had near-human intellect as they had made throne rooms, weapons and ancient cities which were strewn across the entirety of the Hollow-Earth, making them the ruling species of Titans.
The Gojirans on the other hand, were larger. They were also known as the Titanus Gojira. They could grow up to heights such as three hundred and ninety to four hundred feet tall. There heads are rather blocky, while their legs were trunk-like and resembled that of an elephant. They have three rows of maple leaf-shaped dorsal plates running down their backs and generally possesses charcoal gray-colored skin.
In the year 1864, a band of Muggles had journeyed to an island which is in the Pacific Ocean and the nearest country is the Philippines. They had journeyed to the island which was the home of the last Kongs. Eons ago, in the Hollow-Earth, a great war had struck between the clan of the Kongs and the clan of the Gojiras. This war had begun because of the Kongs being the ruling Titan species in the Hollow-Earth and the Gojiras sought balance. As the entirety of the Gojira species sought the balance of life in the Hollow-Earth and the Outer-Earth.
They sought and killed any other-worldly disturbance which was causing tumultuous amounts of disturbance in the way of life. And the Kongs being the most prevalent and ruling species, fell into that category. Then, the surviving Kongs migrated to an island known as Skull Island where the band of Muggles had unfortunately ventured.
As they had entered, it was discovered only seven of the Kong species left. And one of the infants was unfortunately captured by the Muggles.
It was transported to New York City by ship. The destination set in mind for the unfortunate ape was that of the city circus but fortunately, the Kong broke free and ran. Since it was only a mere few months old, it was just as big as a two-story house. As it ran into Central Park, the MACUSA was notified of this incident and they had sent out a strike team on broomsticks to subdue the wild, scared and aggravated Kong.
After hours of strenuous work, they had fortunately knocked out the Kong and it was being transported back to Skull Island. It should've taken only a mere few minutes but the fact that the Kongs had magic resistant skin like trolls and dragons was not known.
However, the risky move was about to reveal the existence of magic to muggle kind so four squadrons of obliviators had obliviated every single person that was in the path of the unfortunate prehistoric ape. They all believed that the Kong had passed out due to exhaustion but the wizarding world knew the truth.
The Titans exist.
So, ministries from all around the world co-operated and formed a group which would take note of the existing Titans and keep a track record on each and everyone of them. The muggle world was informed of the alteration of the real truth. They were informed that super species of normal animals exist and this ape had been brought as a zoo attraction for the masses.
Which was obviously not the truth.
So, they later on said that to keep a record of these types of animals, a government group has been formed and they would take care of it.
Which was the truth.
This ex-group now a big organization is now known as Monarch Sciences.
And Percival was one of the chosen few who worked for them.
Percival was being deployed for the yearly check on Skull Island. It was Monarch's duty to check on all of the existing Titan sites all over the world and this time it was Percival's turn to check on Skull Island. In the twenty-five years of this group's existence, only five sites have been found across the world. The Kong's in Skull Island, the Titanus Mosura in the Yunnan Rainforest of China, the Titanus Rodan in Isla del Mona, Mexico, the Titanus Scylla in the city of Sedona, Arizona and the Titanus Leviathan near the Loch ness of Scotland.
Squadrons would routinely check each and every site every two years with the assigned sites being changed for squadrons every time. The last time Percival had gone to the Loch ness, now it was his turn to visit Skull Island.
He had been assigned to visit Skull Island with his squadron consisting of his most faithful friends. Since the nearest country to Skull Island was the Philippines, Percival decided that it was to be a family trip that they all would go to the Philippines and he himself would journey onwards to Skull Island.
It was a cold October morning of the year 1889. The entire family got ready for the Portkey that they would take to Singapore from where they would take their ship to the Philippines.
"ALBUS! BROTHER! WAKE UP! ITS TIME FOR THE TRIP YOU MEAT-HEAD!" Aberforth hollered.
"Language! Stop using expletives Aberforth!" his mother admonished.
"My apologies, mother, " Aberforth apologized. Deciding enough was enough, he stomped down to his older brother's room to wake him up.
As he yanked the door open, he was surprised to see that he was dressing up.
"My my, you are dressing up? Why weren't you answering?" Aberforth asked.
"You were annoying me, Ab. I just merely chose to ignore you, brother dearest. As you sound like a dying pig when you yell," Albus muttered with a hint of mirth.
"Spoilsport, anyways, we have to eat, come on."
"Sure, Ab, give me a second. I am coming."
And later onwards, he walked down the staircase and joined the rest of the family.
"So, father, where are we going again?" Aberforth asked.
"The Philippines, son. We would take an International Portkey to Singapore and from there we would wait for our ship which is an hour away to take us to the Philippines," Percival kindly answered.
"Ah, I see."
"Daddy, where iz da Philippines?" Ariana asked.
Percival looked downwards to meet his eyes with his daughter's and answered.
"The other side of the world, sweetie. This is going to be a wonderful trip."
"Ok father."
After breakfast, the family got up and began to get ready for the trip.
"Alright everyone, get ready, gather your toiletries, gather your luggage as we are leaving!" the father jovially announced.
As the family members hastily went to their rooms to get ready and take their bags, Albus took his bags as he was already dressed up and went down to the living room to wait.
As one by one the family members came down, Aberforth muttered to his older brother "What d'you reckon would be in the Philippines?"
Albus answered in an equally low voice "Beaches, lots of beaches. Limestone walls, ancient architecture, and I don't know what else could be there."
"Sounds bland, apart from the swimming."
"It isn't Aberforth, you would find it fun." A kind voice came from behind them.
They both turned around to see their father standing there, and he had apparently has been listening.
"Uh…alright father. Now shall we go? Isn't it time?"
"Yes, it is your mother that is taking time. KENDRA! WHAT ARE YOU DOING? WE NEED TO GO!" Percival hollered.
"I AM READYING ARIANA!" Kendra hollered back.
"DO IT QUICK!!"
It took Kendra two minutes but she at least arrived at the foot of the stairs with Ariana holding her hand, two minutes later.
"Alright then, time to go!" so they all got into the fire place one after the other and flooed into the International Tours and Travels department of the ministry.
As they spewed out one after the other, Percival got up and looked for the person who was monitoring the portkeys.
"Stanford! Portkey for 11:50!"
"Ah, so it was you and your family for Singapore, Unspeakable Phoenix."
"Yes, now where is the Portkey and what is the fees?"
"The Portkey should be in the MRH compartment which is number fifty-six, the Portkey is an old moldy copy of The Standard Guide to Charms Grade: 1. The fees is thee galleons."
So, Dumbledore gave him the three galleons and the Stanford's eyes shone in remembrance.
"Ah yes! The keyword in magic. Now go on Dumbledore."
"Thank you Iristiker."
Then the Dumbledore family rushed over to the aforementioned compartment and yanked open the door. The book that Stanford was talking about greeted their eyes.
"All of you see that old moldy book here? That is the Portkey to Singapore. The keyword is magic."
So, the family took hold of the notebook and Percival intoned the keyword.
"Magic."
And the entire family disappeared in a rush of colors towards Singapore. They now tumbled down and landed in the Singaporean Ministry of Magic.
"Hello there Dumbledore!" an asian man said as he recognized Percival, "You are for the island this time?"
"Yes, I am, Cheung."
"Oh brilliant! Then take that shoe case over there is your Portkey which leaves in two minutes. Give me three galleons as the required payment and go. Key word is Kong."
Aberforth mouthed the word to his older brother but Albus shrugged as he also didn't know what it meant.
So, Percival handed over the required galleons and the entire family held onto the Portkey.
When Percival placed his hand firmly, he muttered the word.
"Kong."
And the Dumbledore's were off to the Philippines.
The entire Dumbledore family then landed onto a soft landing, well…atleast the parents.
The two boys had fallen flat on their backs as they weren't as proficient at their landings. As they got up and dusted off the dust on their shoulders, Percival took a deep breath and proudly proclaimed.
"Here we are, in the Ministry of Magic of the Phillippines. Let's give the galleons needed and head out to the city."
Percival went over to the Portkey monitor and deposited four galleons and they were off to the exit.
Located in the Pacific Ocean near the equator, the Republic of the Philippines consists of around 7,640 islands — about 2,000 of which are inhabited — that form an archipelago. The country can be divided into three main areas: Luzon (the largest, northernmost island, which includes Manila); a group of islands called the Visayas (including the major islands Panay, Negros, Cebu, Bohol, Leyte, Samar, and Masbate); and Mindanao, the second-largest island in the Philippines, found at the southern end of the archipelago.
Manila, known as the "Pearl of the Orient", is the nation's capital city. This bustling historic city is full of things to see and do — including museums, parks, theaters, shopping malls and a plethora of restaurants to choose from. The Philippines is quickly becoming a destination for foodies, and Manila is well known for its varied cuisine and street food markets, like the Legazpi Sunday Market, Quiapo Market, and the country's very own Chinatown, Binondo.
"So, Percival, where do we need to go?" Kendra questioned.
"According to what I was told, we need to go the fifth building on the left of Guerro Street entering from Padre Faudra Street. There, we would be given the correct address."
So as he knew, the Dumbledore's went to the location they were given and they were greeted by an ordinary building which had looked like as if it was built a few days ago. The odd part was that he was told someone would be waiting for him but to his surprise,nobody was there.
Concerned at his stillness, Kendra asked,"Percival, are you sure this is the building?"
"Yes Kendra. This is the correct one, atleast I think it is," at that he turned and said, "Actually, I was told someone would be waiting for me but as you can see, nobody is here."
Kendra chewed her lower lip in thought at that. Contemplating her thoughts, she began, "Percy, we could just enter and see if the said person is in this building?"
Percy's eyebrows rose at that and he muttered, "Why didn't I think of that?"
He then said out aloud, "I think we should enter. Thank you for your suggestion, Kendra."
As they entered, it turned out to be a splendid bar. Now Percival was beginning to doubt himself but only in a few short moments, a familiar asian face appeared.
"Akira Serizawa! Father of Eigi Serizawa? Is that you?"
Said Asian turned around towards the source of the voice. He was a short 5'7 Asian man who looked as if he had been through hell, with bushy black eyebrows, long nose and a scar on his upper lip.
"Wait, Wha- PERCIVAL! Here, friend. You are required. Come in," Akira ushered.
Percival went on forward with his family.
"Sit down. Have a drink."
Percival, Kendra and Akira all ordered a beer each while each child present got a glass of apple juice.
After taking a heart gulp out of the glass, Percival cleared his throat and asked.
"Where am I supposed to go, Akira?"
"The Henry Resort in Dumaguete near Siliman Beach. You have quite a journey still remaining friend. I will tell you a quick way to get to the resort. Go to the backroom of this bar, there would be a fire place with floo powder. You know what to do. Floo there."
"Floo? You-You mean-"
"Yes, this bar is a magical bar and the Barman is a wizard just like the both of us."
"Oh, thank you. Thank you, dear friend."
Akira smiled at that.
Then, the Dumbledore family quickly drank their beverages and bid good bye to Akira and the barman. They stumbled a bit in their way into the backroom. It was dimly lit and Percival had to squint a bit to properly find the fire place and once he did, he lit it up with a swift flame charm.
"Incendio." He cast with his wand out.
He stepped in first with Albus, clutching the forearm of his father quite firmly. The required floo powder was in Percival's left palm as he firmly intoned the place where he was needed to go and three down the floo powder.
"The Henry Resort."
And he threw the powder down onto the soft orange flames.
The orange flames flared and glowed am emerald green as it enveloped the pair into its grace and whisked away the father and son duo.
The rest soon followed suit.
This time however, all of the family managed a graceful landing.
"If I have to go through a floo again, I may very well start abhorring this way of travel. Quite bloody disruptive and unorthodox," Albus muttered as he dusted of the dust he had collected while Kendra was consoling her daughter because she had fallen over due to the floo and begun to cry.
Everyone present laughed at the statement as no body expected Albus of all people to cuss.
Kendra was trying to admonish Albus and console her daughter but the sheer unexpectedness led her to fail miserably while she was fighting her laughter.
While the entire family was laughing at Albus's antics, a kind old Filipina lady stepped into the room and directly confronted Percival.
"Percival Dumbledore, I presume?"
The entire room's laughter snapped shut and all the focus was onto the confrontation at hand.
"Yes, I am Percival Dumbledore."
"Great, you are booked in for room two hundred and seventy-eight for four days and five nights. Shall I call for someone to take your luggage?"
"No, we are fine. Aren't we?" he asked as he turned around to face his family.
"Yes, we are father." The children echoed while Kendra said "Yes, I am, Perce."
"Brilliant!" the father exclaimed as he turned back to the old lady.
"So, would that be all? Now which room is ours?" he asked her.
"Sir, follow me for doing some final checking in details then the way to your room would be shown to you.
So, the details were filled in and the Dumbledore's were shown their way to their room. It was two floors above and the third room to the right.
Later on, the same day, a piece of parchment and materialized into Percival's palm. He wasn't expecting that at all.
Phoenix,
Siliman's beach has a ship waiting with your squadron. It has been approved by the Filipinan Government. You may bring your family tomorrow at ten to see you off.
- Megaprimutus
Percival scribbled a note into the back of the parchment and the parchment vanished as soon as his note was finished.
Megaprimutus,
We are coming.
-Phoenix
Throughout the rest of their stay, the Dumbledore's explored Dumaguete, tried out new food, Aberforth and Albus even went swimming. And to the former's dismay, he began to like the Philippines.
But whenever they went to Siliman's beach, a fickle sight always caught Albus's eyes.
A weird set of teeth sprouting up from the sand as if, there is an earthed jaw of some gargantuan creature. And a tree oddly was growing near it. Whenever his focus went to that odd sight, Aberforth always snapped him out of it and both of them resumed to having fun on the beach with their little sister.
Until the awaited night.
Percival cast a quick Tempus to check the time. It was a quarter to midnight. He notified the others as well. So, they accompanied him as it was required by the author of the letter from a few days ago.
As they turned around the corner to reach the beach, the saw an entire fleet of people and a whole ship waiting for them.
"Ah, hello there, Unspeakable Phoenix."
Percival gave a curt nod and replied with "Megaprimutus."
Unspeakable Megaprimutus pointed him towards a tent and said "You would find your equipment in that tent, Phoenix. And as for the rest of your family, you can wander around and wait till it's time for the ship to set sail.
Albus sensing this as the perfect opportunity to snag one of the teeth, began planning mentally. After seeing that they were actually pretty to the set of teeth, he began to plan to slowly side-step to the teeth. Seeing that his brother and mum were a few feet away, Albus wandered around purposefully near the set of teeth. Once he was nearby, he stopped walking and bent down to pluck one of the teeth.
Thankfully, there was a tree growing near it so he was in the shadows.
The tooth that Albus began to tug at was pretty lose actually. So, with one soft tug, he had the tooth in his hand. He quickly stuffed it into his pocket and ran back to his mum to only bid adieu to his father and watch his ship and him leave for Skull Island.
Little did he know, that the tooth he snagged is going to change his life.
It was the summer of 1898. Albus Dumbledore had freshly graduated out of Hogwarts and was spending the summer at his home in Godric's Hollow. He couldn't ever find answers to what the tooth was that he snagged from the Samilian Beach nearly ten years ago. He pulled it out of his pocket (he carried it everywhere with him), and twirled it in his long fingers while being lost in thought about it. He asked all the Hogwarts professors, nobody could answer. He even asked the Care of Magical Creatures Professor, and she could only give him an answer which led to more questions. She said that this was the tooth of a prehistoric creature.
What prehistoric creature? The Dinosaurs? Surely not. He had leafed through all the books he had regarding dinosaurs and none seem to match. He even looked through books in the school's library but to no avail. He even went so far as to flip through the books in the restricted section but couldn't achieve anything. Then which animal's tooth could this be? Possible of an older creature? He had deduced that this tooth had to be that of a Titan. Perhaps the Kong's? No, to small. Scylla? She has pincers, not teeth. The Titan has to be a reptilian Titan for this to be a tooth of.
Out of sheer annoyance, he pocketed the tooth and continued to sip his everyday morning tea and consuming his crumpets. During his breakfast, he heard his mother talking to someone just outside the door. He turns his head around to look at who was she talking to and was a bit surprised to see Bathilda Bagshot talking to his mother.
Then Bathilda Bagshot looked over Kendra's shoulder to see Albus Dumbledore in the kitchen, drinking tea. She then called out. "Albus! Come here."
"One moment Mrs. Bagshot," he answers back as he finishes his tea and stuffs the last bit of his crumpets into his mouth. He then wipes his hand on a handkerchief and uses said handkerchief to wipe his mouth. After that, he goes over to the door.
"Yes Mrs. Bagshot. How can I help you?"
"Albus, I just wanted to say that my great-nephew has just visited me. He's just as old as you. If you ever feel like talking to him, you can," Mrs Bagshot offered.
"Thank you Mrs Bagshot,I am honored. Where is your great-nephew at the moment?" he asked.
"Oh, he is in the backyard. I'll call him if you want to talk to him now?"
"No no, I'll talk to him later, ma'am."
"Thank you Albus, he doesn't talk to anyone in particular so I just wanted him to have a friend."
"What is his name, if you don't mind me asking, ma'am?"
"Gellert Grindelwald."
Albus tried to recall the name from his years at Hogwarts but he couldn't.
"I am sorry ma'am but I unfortunately cannot recall him from my year. Is he a new admission perhaps? Or another school?"
"Oh, he doesn't go to Hogwarts, he goes to Durmstrang."
"Durmstrang? Isn't that supposed to be somewhere in the Northern mountains of Siberia?"
"Yes Albus, it is."
"Now you said he was in your backyard? May I go and talk to him?"
"Sure Albus, sure."
And then Albus walked back into his home, wore his boots and walked back outside to Bathilda Bagshot's home. It was a warm and sunny morning at Godric's Hollow. The sun was shining merrily while the birds were atop of the homes and brightly chirped. The road was full of people and carriages as it was summer time and school had finished for the year.
As he walked on, Bathilda's home was slowly coming up in his field of vision. He knew the way to her home as he had come over a multitude of times in his childhood.
Her home had a garden encircling the dwelling. It had benches to sit on and flowers were being grown. The walls were that of a cream color and her home was a two-storied house. There was fencing all around the home and a small fence gate towards the entrance of the dwelling. There was a small sign that said "Bagshot" near the fence gate.
Albus approached the home and slowly opened the small fence gate. Instead of stepping inside the dwelling, he walked around the home on the garden patch to see a blonde-haired tall boy with his back towards him and muttering to himself as he was slowly walking to and fro.
The boy had a golden-blond hair and a merry, wild and handsome face. His eyes were bi-colored. His right eye was a startling shade of metallic gray with hints of blue and his other eye was dark brown in color. The brown was so dark that people could easily mistake it for black. He was wearing light and dark blue flannel shirt and brown trousers. He had an air of superior trickery and intelligence to which Albus was instantly drawn too. His bi-colored eyes met Albus's ocean blue eyes and he instantly was on the defensive.
"Hello," Albus said simply. "Are you Gellert?"
"Yes?" said the tall boy.
"I'm Albus Dumbledore." He held out his hand. Gellert stared at it until he realized that courtesy dictated, he shook it.
"Do I know you?" he said suspiciously, once their (very quick) handshake was over.
"Your great-aunt Bathilda told me about you. Said he hardly speaks to anyone these days, and that she's very worried for you." Albus' lips twitched upward as Gellert's pale face flushed red. "So here I am."
"…Right," said Gellert. "I suppose I should thank you."
Albus merely continued to stare, amusing himself with Gellert's embarrassment.
Gellert cleared his throat. "She's well-meaning, and I'd never fault her for being concerned over me, but…"
"I understand," Albus said with a smirk.
They stood there for a moment.
"How old are you?" asked Albus.
"Just turned seventeen."
"I don't remember you being in Hogwarts. Which school do you go to?"
"Durmstrang." Came Gellert's simple one worded response.
Albus hummed. "That explains why I haven't seen you in Hogwarts."
"You're a wizard, then?" asked Gellert.
"That I am."
"Huh." Gellert stared at Albus now with more intensity, his curiosity piqued. "You know, you might be my first wizard friend. Aunt Bathilda usually tries to introduce me to Muggle children in the neighborhood. And, well, they're very nice, and I do like some of them, but…" he faltered.
"But they're Muggles," Albus finished.
Gellert's eyes turned piercing. "Exactly," he said, his words softer than silk.
"Anyways, can you tell me a bit about yourself, Gellert?"
"Well, my subject of choice has rather always been the Dark Arts as it is called in Durmstrang. Here in Hogwarts it's Defense Against the Dark Arts, no?"
"Yes it is Defense Against the Dark Arts. You are correct."
"Really? What is your subject of choice, Albus?"
"Despite being proficient in Defense Against the Dark Arts, my preferred subjects are Transfiguration and Charms. I am looking to pursuit a mastery in both of them. Especially Transfiguration."
"Merlin, Transfiguration has always been one of my strong subjects but I was unparalleled in the Dark Arts. What are you NEWTs in, Albus?"
"Defense Against the Dark Arts, Transfiguration, Charms, Ancient Runes, Arithmancy and Potions."
"Oh dearie….I myself am not that good." He then nervously chuckled. Dumbledore also joined in his laughter.
"I always wanted to share one thing that I had done during my time at Hogwarts but never really had the courage to share it. Only my dorm-mates knew it. May I?" Dumbledore asked.
"Sure, go ahead Dumbledore." Gellert allowed him.
"I actually…had set the curtains of my dorm room on fire on accident. Never really liked them any way."
"WHAT? Holy! I myself had tried to conjure a scorpion in my third year but failed miserably as it turned into a snake and bit me. I still have the scars till this day on my left arm. Look." He then pulled his left sleeve away and two faint circles on the top of his fore arm, prevalent on his fore arm like the sun.
"That must've been painful. Wasn't it?"
"It sure was Dumbledore, it sure was."
And they hit it off. Albus and Gellert kept on talking as if they had been friends for a multitude of years in the past. They even instinctively knew what the other would be most likely thinking. It was as if…. they already knew each other and talking together after a long time.
As the years went on, Albus and Gellert became close friends. One day, Albus had his hand scraped by something in the pocket of his trench coat. Once he pulled that thing out, he was surprised to see that the tooth from all those years ago, was in the pocket of his trench coat. Resigned, he was about to keep it back but he remembered he couldn't find the answers to what it was. So, in one final attempt, he flooed over to Gellert's home to ask him what it was.
"Gellert! Are you home?" he called out.
"I am up here Albus, in my study." Gellert's smooth voice came from his study.
"Alright!" Albus exclaimed before walking up the stairs to Gellert's study.
Gellert's study was a dimly lit room with a candle on top of table which was tucked in a corner with parchments strewn across the table and the owner of the study was hunched over writing something.
There were large bookshelves filled with books from all across the world. Some books were in German, some were in French and few were in Spanish. Some books were in Sanskrit while the majority of books were in English. Albus politely knocked on the door and asked.
"Gellert, may I come in?" he asked politely.
"Sure, old friend. Come in," Gellert answered without even looking up from his work.
Albus walked to his friend and asked "I want to ask something. Something regarding a tooth if you recognize it."
"Ok, go ahead."
Albus put his arm in his pocket and pulled out the tooth.
"Do you perhaps, recognize this tooth here?" he asked as he was showing the tooth.
The tooth was yellow and conical in shape with a tip that with enough force, can easily tear through skin and muscle down to the bone.
Gellert looked over to the tooth and his eyes widened with recognition once he saw it.
"I recognize it Albus! It's a tooth of a Titan! More specifically, I would say it's the tooth of a Gojira," he exclaimed.
"A Gojira? Can you elaborate, perhaps?" asked Albus.
"Sure, give me a second to pull out my book on Titans," And with that, he got up to pull out an old tome from his shelf regarding Titans. He opened the book and flipped through the pages until he found the correct page.
"Here, listen. The Gojira have been theorized to be an ancient life form from the Permian period. As the planet cooled and its natural atmospheric radiation began to decrease after the Permian-Triassic extinction event, the last remaining member of the Gojirans adapted to survive various other extinction events by diving deep into the ocean and consuming the planet's natural geothermal radiation in a hibernation-like state from the molten core of the earth and till date, he hasn't surfaced since the last ice age.
Titanus Gojira, evolved during the Permian period millions of years ago. Though powerful and numerous, they had been driven to the doorstep of extinction by the MUTOs, a species of parasitic Titans that prey almost exclusively on the Titanus Gojira species. Furthermore, it was speculated that in the ancient past, The Gojirans engaged in direct warfare against the Titanus Kong members, a giant prehistoric ape species, in the Hollow Earth. The war lasted for centuries for dominance of the Hollow Earth, resulting in the remaining Titanus Kong members migrating to Skull Island. Other members of his kind are known to have existed throughout time at different points. Two individuals were killed at different times by MUTO Prime, with one of the Titanus Gojira skeletons being found in Siberia while the other, named Dagon, was found in the Philippines.
The Gojirans have been theorized by Akira Serizawa to have been the alpha predator of his ecosystem and prevented other Titanus species from overpopulating and overrunning the world, acting as a force of nature that maintained balance. When the Titanus Ghidorah arrived on Earth, they quickly established himself as a rival alpha to the Gojirans. Both spieces battled each other several times before they took their fight to Antarctica, which resulted in the last Ghidorah being buried in ice and the last Gojiran's victory. The last Gojiran is now known as Godzilla," Gellert finished before conjuring a glass of water to drink.
"Good lord, then these Gojirans were the alpha predator. Wait a minute, did it say a Gojiran was found in the Philippines?" Albus asked.
Gellert finished his drink and asked "Yes, it was named Dagon. Why?"
Albus's shook with realization once he realized what he had done.
"I-I found this tooth from a Go- Gojira fossil from the Philippines."
"WHAT?"
After hours of animated discussion, Dumbledore finally learned more about the higher forms of the Gojira spieces. It actually turned out that there were higher forms of Godzilla millions of years ago.
Godzilla's face was blocky, his neck is broad and has shark-like gills. His eyes are small with a golden-yellow color, and his teeth are small and not straight lined up. The head and neck lean forward and the nostrils are separate, being on opposite sides of the snout, and making him more reptile-like instead of a more mammlian like fashion.
Godzilla's dorsal plates are small but have the shape of a maple leaf. His claws are black, and his feet are wide, resembling an elephant's feet with large claws, reminiscent of a sauropod but with sharper claws. His skin is crocodile-like, and rougher than most titans. And his skin very dark gray (almost black) color. His body and tail are very wide as well, making him to be bulkier than other normal Titans .
But unlike Godzilla, the higher form the dorsal plates being much more spiky and frayed in appearance than that of the regular Godzilla. This form had much more leaf-like in aesthetic, even possessing veins, further solidifying his origin from plant-based organisms. Said dorsal plates run all the way down to his tail.. However, this Godzilla deviates from looking like pure muscle, and instead bears more of a likeness towards the roots of plants, with moss-like details being prevalent on his feet as well. Oddly enough, this Godzilla's foot design is biologically similar to that of a human's: featuring a similar arch between the toe and heel (or calx pads) as well as a similar toe arrangement. The head of this Godzilla bears more than a passing resemblance to the regular Godzilla, but features a much more natural, and normal shape, almost akin to that of a sea turtle when looked at head-on. Despite this, he possesses a slight under bite, with the lower jaw being marginally thicker and more built up than the upper jaw. His eyes are a low blue in coloration, and interestingly enough, this Godzilla lacks natural teeth, instead having tooth-like appendages forming from his skin. The mouth of this Godzilla also possesses an odd, unintentional smile, with the back of his lips curving upwards.
"Albus, I may have forgotten to tell you one thing but there exists a special category of wizards and witches which can turn into Titans. They are called the Magus Titanus for singular and the Magii Titanus for plural." Informed Gellert.
"How does one turn into a Titan?"
"The size of your magical core has to be more than seventy magia units and to know someone's form, the Titani spell has to be performed. But it can only be performed by those who have already discovered their form," Gellert continued informing.
"This…is….. interesting. Have you found your form? Can you do this spell on me?"
"No Albus, I haven't. But I propose that we could ask Aunt to see if she knows someone who has found their form. Talking about which, where is she? Have you seen her?" Gellert asked.
"She should in the kitchen as I had seen her on my way up here."
"Ok then, let's go and ask her," And the boys went left the study.
As both of them walked down the staircase, Bathilda Bagshot was slowly coming into view. She was on the coffee table, writing something.
Deciding that Gellert would speak first, he called out. "Aunt Bathilda!"
"Yes Gellert?" she asked, without even looking up from her work.
"Can we ask you a few things?" Dumbledore piped up.
"Sure, you can Albus."
"First of all, what are you are writing?"
"I am writing a book. It's the history of Hogwarts. What else do you have for me to answer?"
Gellert gulped and spoke up first, voicing his requirement, "You see Aunt…we were wondering that do you perhaps know anyone who has found their Magus Titanus form? Albus and I are interested in finding our forms. So..we need help as it was clearly stated in my book that a person who has already found their Titan form perform the required spell. So…do you perhaps know anyone like that?"
Bathilda was in deep thought. As far she knew, only her brother had found his form. She couldn't recall any other person so she said, "My brother-Simon Bagshot. He has found his Titan form of that of the Titanus Kong. Let me floo call him," And she got up out of her chair and walked over to the fire place.
She took some floo powder from the container besides the fire place and dropped the powder into the fire while calling out the name of her brother.
"SIMON BAGSHOT!" and she threw the floo powder into the fire place and bent her head into the fire place.
A few moments later, Albus and Gellert exchanged a look because they could only hear what Bathilda was saying.
"Yes-..yes…are you sure? Yes, they have….no it wouldn't be a bother? Alright then. Come through," then Bathilda pulled her head back and stepped aside as her brother was about to come through the fire place.
A wizard in a dark brown coat, blue trousers with a top hat, came through. The wizard had an elegant and well kept salt and pepper beard and a handlebar mustache. His arms were lean and strong. His legs were long and powerful. He was only three inches taller than Albus. Albus clocked at an impressive five foot eleven inches. Simon's eyes were that of a navy-blue color and whenever he spoke, a deep and comforting voice came forth through his vocal cords.
"As you had requested Bathilda. I am here. Now where are the boys?" he spoke in a deep low pitched voice with the hint of a Scottish accent.
"On the foot of the stair case, Simon."
Navy blue eyes swept through the room until they rested on the foot of the stairs.
"There you are Gellert! Enjoying your stay here?"
"That I am, Uncle Simon."
Simon's eyes met Dumbledore's eyes and he said,"Hello there Albus, so is it true that both of you would like know your other form?"
"Yes it is," the boys echoed.
Simon clasped his hands brightly and said, "Very well then, let us move to one of the rooms and see what are your forms then, shall we?"
And all of them retreated to Grindelwald's room.
"Ah, your room is quite comforting, Gellert. The atmosphere is really calming. Gellert, sit down in that chair."
So, he sat.
Simon cleared his throat and pulled out his wand, "Now, do you trust me?"
"Yes, I do, Uncle."
"Very well then. Close your eyes and let me focus."
Gellert closed his eyes and Simon followed suit. His wand began to glow a bright blue as he began to twirl his wand. Then he pointed his wand at Gellert and intoned in a firm voice.
" Ostende mihi hoc Magia Wielders Titanus Forma. Sive Tenebris aut Luce, Infirma vel Potens, OSTENDE MIHI!"
And then Grindelwald began to scream as he began to felt pain beyond his comprehension. Albus was about to scream and push Simon to the ground until he saw golden light and a form burst forth from Grindelwald's chest and hovered in-between them like a hologram. Albus and Grindelwald recognized this but not as they had imagined.
Simon spoke out the name.
"I can't believe it…. Titanus Supēsugojira…"
They later learned that the Godzilla feels fell into a black hole and reemerged from a white hole, starting to assimilate crystalline organisms while rapidly evolving, the final result being Titanus Supēsugojira. It had a far more bestial face with fangs protruding from his mouth and huge crystals sprouting from his back instead of the maple shaped dorsal plates the regular Godzilla specimen had.
Gellert got up and Albus sat in his place as he was being told to by Simon.
"Albus, sit down."
So, he sat.
Simon cleared his throat and pulled out his wand, "Now, do you trust me?"
"Yes, I do, Simon."
"Very well then. Close your eyes and let me focus."
Albus closed his eyes and Simon followed suit. His wand began to glow a bright blue as he began to twirl his wand. Then he pointed his wand at Albus and intoned in a firm voice.
"Ostende mihi hoc Magia Wielders Titanus Forma. Sive Tenebris aut Luce, Infirma vel Potens, OSTENDE MIHI!"
And then Dumbledore began to scream as he began to felt pain beyond his comprehension. Gellert was about to push Simon to the ground until he saw deep green light and a form burst forth from Albus's chest and hovered in-between them like a hologram. Albus and Grindelwald recognized this but not as they had imagined.
Simon spoke out the name.
"I can't believe it…. Titanus Terragojira..."
It turns out that Albus was actually right. The higher form of the Godzilla species actually had turned out to be his form. Grindelwald's form is known as Spacegodzilla while Dumbledore's form was known as Earth Godzilla.
Years down the line in the year of 1945, Albus and Gellert had got into a disagreement because of Gellert's barbaric ways of making the magicals the prevalent species over the Muggles. He was doubting himself and his choice of joining Gellert after his sister had been killed in a three-way duel between himself, Gellert and Aberforth. Albus had instantly snapped once he learned that Gellert was partnering with the Führer, or as he was known outside of Germany, Adolf Hitler. Dumbledore agreed with Grindelwald, but this was too far. Especially after the death of his sister.
"This is enough, Gellert. Cease this at once," Dumbledore firmly spoke through a voice amplification charm, as his graying white auburn beard was flapping helplessly and was drenched with the rain water
"My ways are barbaric? You are clearly mistaken, my dear Albus. There is no need for this duel. You can join me again, forget this and start anew. I am offering you a choice, join me once again. Become what you were. Become how I liked you," Gellert spoke with a voice amplification charm as his blonde hair and beard flapped helplessly against the strong winds white being drenched with rain water.
"Be careful for what you wish for, Gellert. As not all things go according to your plan," and then he launched into a flurry of spells that Grindelwald barely managed to counter. Filled with resignation and anger, Gellert retaliated with a darker flurry and then the rest is history.
Dumbledore and Grindelwald had dueled for three straight hours and once Grindelwald saw that the duel was going not progressing at all and was tied, he transformed into his Titan form and began attacking. His form was massive. A lot like Godzilla, but far bigger. Standing at an enormous nine hundred and eighty feet with crystals on his back instead of the regular dorsal plates. The canines were jutting out of his mouth and were looking particularly fearsome.
He was a force to be reckoned with.
Wasting no chance and determined to defeat Grindelwald, Dumbledore changed into his form on the spot and began fighting. His form was nearly the same height as Grindelwald, only being four feet taller.
Atomic beams, tail whips, bites and claws. Scratches, smashes and thunder claws. Every single weapon available in the arsenal of the fearsome Kaiju was being used. The surrounding city of San Francisco was utterly destroyed. Gellert had grabbed Dumbledore and flew far away so they can fight freely and not have movement being restricted. They landed in the Black Forest. Gellert unleashed a devastating red beam from his mouth but Earth Godzilla countered with his own atomic breath.
A vibrant blue and purple column of fire unleashed from Dumbledore to counter Gellert's devastating orange beam, Gellert cancelled his beam and ducked out of the way. Dumbledore's beam hit a nearby mountain and utilizing that moment, Gellert aimed and fired his beam at Dumbledore's eyes. Dumbledore saw that at the last second and was blown away backwards by the sheer force of it. His armor was beginning to crack as it couldn't withstand the force of Gellert's beam so Dumbledore got up, withstanding the beam and began to close the distance between them.
Gellert didn't notice until it was too late as Dumbledore had got at the appropriate distance and swung his mighty tail at Gellert. It knocked Gellert to his feet. Not having enough magic to sustain the forms, both wizards were forced to switch back to their human forms and continue dueling.
"EXPELLIARMUS!" Dumbledore roared.
"AVADA KEDAVRA!" cried Grindelwald.
Both beams clashed in the middle and it was a test of who had the stronger will. It was a close match. Sometimes Gellert's green would be the more prevalent of the two, sometimes it would be Albus's red. Sometimes it would be a standstill. Until Dumbledore yelled, "NUCLEI SPIRITU!"
The same blue and purple fire burst forth from the tip of Dumbledore's ebony wand. As it ripped through the air and was sailing towards Grindelwald, he roared,"KORONABĪMU!"
The orange and red beam from earlier burst forth from the tip of the Elder Wand in Grindelwald's hands and clashed with the column of blue and purple fire from Dumbledore.
However, the force of fire was too much and the Elder Wand flew out of Grindelwald's hand and burnt Grindelwald's ring and little finger of his wand arm.
Dumbledore stared Gellert down and took him away to the entrance of the MACUSA. For him to be imprisoned and sent to his own prison, Nurmengard.
It was the year 1964. The non-magical world had been made aware of the existence of Titans shortly after the legendary duel of Dumbledore and Gellert Grindelwald. They were notified of the presence of Monarch, a working and well-known company which is dedicated to study about the Titans and keep a record of them. So far, forty-eight sites have been found all over the world. Godzilla had been spotted resurfacing shortly after the nuclear tests of 1954.
The discovery of the atomic fission had led Titans to return on a wide level all across the globe. But before that, only a handful of Titans were existing as they were exiled from the Hollow-Earth, where all the earth titans originate from.
The Kong's have been reduced to one member remaining due to lack of food and a type of Titans, known as the Skull Crawlers, killing the last few Kongs. The survivor of this attack was lucky to make it out alive. A tribe on Skull Island, known as the Iwi tribe, worship this last surviving ape. And they call him…. Kong.
In Austria however, lay an old and battered Gellert Grindelwald, in a prison handcrafted by himself. His own personal hell till the day he dies. He lay in Nurmengard.
It was a dark and dreary day in Nurmengard. The waves of the ocean splashed against the rocks and retreated back, the clouds were a dark gray as it was about to rain and an old, battered, skinny Gellert Grindelwald lay asleep in his cell.
As he was deep in his slumber, a thin hand seemed to shake him awake. Once his eyes opened, he was puzzled to see a handsome young man, with black curly hair and red eyes. He was tall and wore an elegant black set of robes. He wore an inpatient look on his face.
"Wh-who are you?" Grindelwald spoke, his voice coming out as raspy and hoarse due to the years of disuse. He then began coughing. Once his coughing settled down, the man before him spoke.
"You may call me Mr. Gaunt, Grindelwald. I am here to discover my Magus Titanus form. I didn't go to the muggle loving fool Dumbledore as he wouldn't do it, so, I am here."
Grindelwald cracked a sardonic grin, "Mr. Gaunt, I believe I cannot do this as look at me. I barely have the strength to stand up and walk so I believe I wouldn't be able to do this."
"No matter, I will cast an energizing charm on you. You'll be able to do this."
"And even if I do this, what will I get, eh?" Gellert then starting chuckling.
Mr. Gaunt brought his face closer to Grindelwald's face and whispered, "Freedom, my dear Grindelwald, freedom. You did see that I bypassed the wards on this place and apparated here, did I not? Similarly, I can easily whisk you away and grant you freedom if you help me find my form. This is the deal."
Gellert contemplated from his prone position on the ground and stared into the face of the wizard above him.
"I'll do it."
"Brilliant!" Mr. Gaunt exclaimed, then he pointed his wand at the prone figure of Gellert and cast, "Energis."
Energy filled Gellert Grindelwald's battered body, he felt as if he could run, he felt as if he could jump, he felt more…. alive than he ever had before.
"Thank you, Mr. Gaunt, thank you," He graciously accepted and shortly after, Mr. Gaunt grabbed his left arm quite roughly and apparated out of there, into a manor.
Grindelwald stumbled and fell on his knees as he clearly didn't expect being side-along apparated. He looked around. The manor had a regal feel to it, the columns had the elder gods carved into them, the fireplace gloomily burned and only then Grindelwald realized he was standing on a carpet.
As he saw Mr. Gaunt pulling up a chair to sit on, a loud hissing could be heard throughout the room. Grindelwald looked around for the source of the noise to only be greatly surprised and heavily unnerved to see a twenty-five feet long reticulated python, slithering in the room. He was heavily disturbed to see the amount of intelligence behind those eyes as if, the snake could understand each and every word they spoke. As if, the snake had human-level intellect.
"Oh, don't worry, she doesn't bite unnecessarily. Until I command her to, that is." Mr. Gaunt spoke, bringing the attention of Grindelwald back onto him. He then continued, "My men are standing all across the room, disillusioned, with their wands pointed towards you. One wrong move, and you will be killed. They know the effects of the Magi Titanus spell. They know it would hurt, so they would look past it. If you attempt anything else, Nagini would strike you before you could react and eat you alive. If you kill her, then my men would kill you."
Grindelwald's eyes instantly wandered towards the walls of the room and was shocked to see that Mr. Gaunt wasn't lying. He could indeed make out the outline of a wizard with his wand pointed at him.
"I would hand you your wand to perform the spell. Do you understand?"
Gellert could only nod. Then he asked, "Who are you?"
"I am Lord Voldemort."
Then one of his men removed the disillusionment charm from his body and handed Grindelwald his wand.
Voldemort spoke, "See, Lord Voldemort is true to his word. You got your wand, have been hit with an energizing charm and are outside your prison. You just have to perform the spell now. Go on, do it."
"Alright, now can you please stop talking and let me focus? It has been a long time since I have seen this spell being used." Grindelwald confessed.
"Sure, go ahead."
Gellert closed his eyes, delved deep into his memories and brought up the memory of his uncle Simon showing Gellert and Albus their forms.
Once he remembered the spell, he intoned from memory.
"Ostende mihi hoc Magia Wielders Titanus Forma. Sive Tenebris aut Luce, Infirma vel Potens, OSTENDE MIHI!"
And then Voldemort screamed in pain, pain he never experienced. As he was screaming, a strong, vibrant, bright golden colored light began to come forth from his eyes, nostrils and mouth. The light then took the form of a whispery, smoky figure, similar to that of a Patronus, and solidified.
"In the name of the Allfather…I don't believe it. I am seeing... Titanus Ghidorah..." and then his wand was knocked out of his hands and he was petrified on the spot.
Voldemort took his time to recover, the regeneration powers he got from the rituals he did certainly boost his recovery speed. As he recovered, he whisked Grindelwald away, reverted the effects of the energizing charm and left him like he was in the depths of Nurmengard.
It was the school year of 1979, as he was having his breakfast on the teacher's table in the Great Hall like he always did, owls started arriving with the regular letters from the family and the newspaper.
As Dumbledore's newspaper was dropped to him, the headlines shook him to the core.
THREE-HEADED DRAGON ATTACKS WIZARDING LONDON.
By Nathaniel Wilberg
That is right folks, a three-headed dragon which a lot of people are claiming to be King Ghidorah according to legend, has attacked wizarding London this weekend resulting in the destruction of hundreds of households and resulting 970 casualties within which, 467 casualties are deaths while the others have either gone missing or are gravely injured. Citizens claim that once the dragon arrived, a tremendous storm had accompanied it with yellow lighting while some are claiming that they heard the cackle of You-Know-Who as the dragon arrived. Is this an attack of You-Know-Who? Is this an attack of the true Voice of the Storms? Or is it that it was You-Know-Who's other form?
One thing is for certain, that the dragon was none other than King Ghidorah. And if it indeed was Ghidorah, then may God save us all as we need Godzilla to rise up again. If he doesn't, then the inevitable end is near as it seems like the first gods have risen again.
We are in dark times citizens; may Merlin save us all.
Cries of terror and shock reverberated through the hall and the teachers were talking to each other about this.
But Dumbledore was lost in his memories and could only mutter a sentence as a single tear rolled down his cheek, into his silvery-white beard.
"I should've known."
-End of Prologue-