Dimensional Warrior
Chapter 8
Harry John Warkiller, now known to the world as Harry John Howlett sat in his office.
It was a large space covered in a red carpet. Two leather couches on either side of a glass coffee table made up a small sitting area.
A widescreen TV hung on the wall opposite of the couches.
A small fridge sat to the left of his large Maplewood desk.
Leaning back in his leather chair, he spun to face the large window at his back, his mind wandering back to what had changed his mind from being a simple healer to becoming the owner of Alchemic Solutions, the world's foremost leader in esoteric solutions to problems
–XX –
Harry stood before the philosopher's table. A metal table inscribed with runes that allowed him to break down whatever was placed upon it. Shelves encircled the walls around him containing everything from unicorn blood to giant's testicles.
On the table was a three-foot-tall bearded man. Rippling muscles pushed against the skin of his compact frame.
Placing his hand on a runic circle with a strange heart like design inside, a three-dimensional image of the man's body appeared above him. Rotating his fingers, the image rotated, giving Harry a view of the broken hand and wrist.
Drumming his fingers in a specific pattern on the runes that made up the circle. The image zoomed in and the wrist and hand broke apart.
On the table, the man's hand unraveled.
Moving to a nearby shelf, Harry opened a wooden box. Clouds of cool air exploded from the box, curling around him like a living thing.
Reaching inside he pulled out bits of bone and meat scraps he had gotten from a local butcher.
Sitting them on the table, he moved back to the runic circle at its head. Placing both hands on circles that were equally spaced apart, he focused his will as his fingers danced on runes.
The meat and bones broke apart, flowing towards the man on the table. Slowly, his hand began to reform.
Within moments, his hand was whole.
While he could have easily done this without using the philosopher's table, it gave him a good excuse to study the dwarf before him. While he hadn't seen many during his time on Asgard, the dwarfs that existed here looked nothing like those famed forgers and earthmovers, and he wanted to know why.
It wasn't only the dwarfs that were different, there were creatures here called house elves that were nothing like their Light or Dark elf brethren. He managed to coax one of the creatures into his shop and found that they were the abandoned children of a light and dark elf union, some spell had been used to bind them into wizards' service. The spell had the unintended side effect of mutating their bodies away from what they once were, leaving them broken and diminished.
Shaking his head, he turned his attention back to the three-dimensional image floating above the dwarf. Curved writing appeared beside the dwarf's body as the image was stood up and the runes broke down the information his body contained.
The philosopher's table was based on his own powers. While he could do this without the device, the device recorded information as it uncovered it, and while he had a good memory, it wasn't infallible.
"It appears, that these dwarfs are a hybrid of the ones he'd seen in Asgard and human. The question is, where they made a natural way or did some wizard in the past create them?"
Removing his hands from the Runic circle, Harry stepped back as the dwarf's eyes began to blink open.
Either way, he couldn't just leave things this way. The dwarfs deserve to know their heritage, and the house-elves deserve to be more than just slaves.
The dwarf sat up, his large stubby hands gripping the side of the table.
It looks like he isn't going to be able to stay under the radar, but maybe he can do good with more help.
"How do you feel Mr. Strongjaw?"
Strongjaw flexed his left hand. "You do good work." He cocked his head to the side, making his large nose look even bigger, his brown eyes shone with curiosity. "You sure I don't owe you anything?"
"I'm sure, but I could use a hand for a venture in the future."
Strongjaw ran a hand down his red beard, smoothing out the curls, "What kind of venture?"
Harry waved him off. Nothing illegal, but I do think you'll enjoy it. After all, it gets you out of those leotards.
Strongjaw winced, most of his people had taken jobs as messengers. During Valentine's Day, they dressed up as cupids to deliver their messages.
His short thick legs flexed as he jumped off the table, "Let me know."
–XX –
The moon hung big and bright in the sky. Its full body reflected in the water of the lake as Harry appeared above the forest Lake in Russia. Crisp clean air burned his lungs as he inhaled.
Hovering above the lake, he slowly began making symbols with his hands.
With each completed symbol, it would appear below him, its energy causing water to be pulled towards it from the lake below. When the symbol circle was complete. The water rose into the air, the gravity of the magic pulling it towards the circle.
Again, Harry began making symbols with his hands, but this time instead of symbols appearing. Lines began to create an image in the center of the circle.
A woman appeared in the center of the circle, her hair flowing out around her to form the branches of a tree, her arms spread wide.
As the image appears, Harry pushed down, sending his spell circle shooting towards the lake. Just before it touched the water, it exploded into a thousand motes of green light.
For a moment, Harry just hung there, looking out over the miles and miles of forest around him.
The wind curled around him, causing the leaves to rustle.
The sound reminded him of the ocean.
"I guess it didn't…"
"It's been a long time since someone summoned me."
A woman in a long green dress floated behind him, her long brown hair flowed out in a wave behind her, while her rich brown eyes stared into his own Emerald green. She floated forward, the curves of her body exuding sensuality and power.
"Lady Gaia, I presume."
The woman's plum-colored lips curled slightly, "It's been a long time since anyone has summoned me in such a manner," she began floating around him in a slow circle, "What could you want, I wonder?"
"Lady Gaia…"
She cut him off, "just Gaia", she floated forward, her Pearl earrings seem to absorb the light.
"Gaia, I recently opened up a healer shop in the magical world. While there, I discovered a race called house-elves have been cursed, and dwarf human hybrids seem to know nothing about their otherworldly history. I would like your help to change that."
Gaia arched an eyebrow, "What if these creatures do not want their lives changed?"
"I'm not asking to change their lives. I'm asking you to help me give them what they've lost."
Gaia floated forward, and Harry realized she was a head taller than he was and he was 6'2".
"Why does this matter to you?"
Reaching out with his mind, Harry pushed the Majesty of Asgard towards her.
Gaia floated back.
"I believe that everyone deserves to have the right to know where they come from. What they do with that knowledge is their choice."
"Why not contact the elves directly or the dwarfs for that matter?"
"I doubt they would want to give up their knowledge to distant cousins. Besides, from what I've learned about the house-elves, they are castoffs from unions of light and dark elves that would make them wanted by neither."
Gaia stared at him for a long moment, her slender hands clasped in front of her, "I'll help you, but I have some conditions."
Harry nodded having expected as much, "What are they?"
"Number one, it will be your responsibility to rewrite the history so that the magical world does not realize anything is amiss."
Harry winced, he had never tried to alter that many minds it once before, but that wasn't his biggest concern. Altering the minds, he would also have to telekinetic we reach out to every piece of literature written about the two races and remove them.
Was he really willing to go that far for people he hadn't even met before?
Images of a small big-eyed house-elf cowering before an angry wizard flashed through his mind. Before switching to the dwarfs dressed as cupids for Valentine's Day. While it wasn't big injustices, these people deserved more they deserve the choice to make their lives better.
"Fine."
"Number two, you will do more than be a simple healer, you will strive to make a bigger impact in the world, you have more talent, and I will not see it wasted when you could do so much good for my world, and there are more than just the house-elves and dwarves that could use your help."
"The mutants of this world are not treated as well as the ones in yours."
"I am just one man, what do you expect me to do?"
A soft smile spread across Gaia's face, "What you are trying to do here. Make life better for them."
Harry floated there. He had already been thinking about how to protect his family.
"I'll try, but my family will always be my first priority."
"Fair enough, now for my last condition. There is something not of this world praying on mutants. As all of humanity are my children. their health affects me, I want you to find out what is happening to them and stop it."
Harry's eyes narrowed, "What kind of something?"
Gaia scanned his body up and down, "I don't know, but the energy it gives off is similar to yours."
Harry's hand curled into a fist, "I'll look into it."
Gaia inclined her head, "Good." Floating away from him, she slapped her hands together, "now let's get started."
Golden brown energy exploded around her body.
The air shifted, and Harry reached out to Strongjaw linking his mind with his just as something similar to a Peapod grew up around the dwarf.
Using Strongjaw's mind as a springboard, Harry hopped from one mind to the next. When he was done with Britain, he used the minds he connected to connect to one in Germany then repeat the process until he had connected every mind in the wizarding world together.
Millions of stars floated around him, each one representing an individual mind. Lines connected those minds together, creating a network that eased the burdens of his alterations.
Sweat ran down his face and his body trembled with the effort of connecting all these lines.
Eyes glowing with power, he reached his hand forward, his fingers moving in intricate patterns.
A spell circle appeared before his hand flaring with light as all the written text in the magical world changed it once. It now said that Gaia, the earth mother had blessed the forgotten of the realms to be their own species,
The children of the dark and light elves became wood elves. Elves with power comparable to those of their ancestors with a strong connection to nature. The half-human dwarfs became the earthborn, powerful earth elementals that are masters of machine, alchemy, and metalsmithing.
As the last of his alterations were finished, Harry fell backward, his eyes rolling into his head, twin streamers of blood running from his nose.
-XX-
Sometime later, Harry opened his eyes.
His head pounded, causing him to squeeze his eyes shut.
Taking a deep breath, he exhaled. Slowly, he opened his eyes again. The first rays of sunshine were beginning to Pierce the sky, painting it a light purple.
For a moment, he just lay there staring at the sky.
It was when he shifted to sit up, he realized that his head had been in Gaia's lap.
Springing to his feet, he spun around, bowing low to hide the blush on his cheeks.
"Lady Gaia, I'm so sorry."
Gracefully, Gaia pushed herself to her feet while brushing the grass from her gown.
Harry looked around him, realizing he was standing in the forest he had been floating above. Squirrels moved along the branches above him.
Leaves crunched beneath his feet and grass shifted with each movement.
"I thought I told you," Gaia began as birds began to flutter down to rest on her shoulders, "to just call me Gaia."
"Of course," Harry replied as a deer emerged from the forest and pushed its head beneath Gaia's hand.
Gaia stroked the creature, nuzzling its nose with her own.
Harry relaxed, straightening up as he watched her interact with the animals.
Resting her right hand atop the deer, Gaia turned to him, "You do good work. Even if you pushed yourself, but I think that will reward you in the end."
"What do you mean?"
Gaia waved him off, "Never mind." Turning away from the animals, she folded her hands behind her back, "I have taken the liberty of sending the elves and dwarves away to build their own homes."
"Where did you send them?"
"I sent the elves to Oradour-su-Glane, an abandoned city in France. I sent the dwarfs to an abandoned city in Kennecott, Alaska."
"So, what happens now?"
"I enhance the narratives you wrote into the history of the wizarding world, now we let the elves and dwarves make their own decision." She looked into his eyes, "That's not to say a little help wouldn't go a long way"
"Now, I believe you have some other conditions to keep." With a wave of her hand, Harry disappeared. For a moment, the earth mother just stared at the spot where Harry had stood, "I wonder if he will ever realize he altered reality." Shaking her head, she turned disappearing into the forest with the animals surrounding her like bodyguards.
–XX –
Two hours later found Harry sitting in Marcus Black's office in Gringotts wizarding bank. One hand resting on a trunk beside his chair.
Marcus interlaced his fingers, "I didn't expect to see you so soon, Harry, what are you here for today?"
"I've recently been encouraged to take a more active role in the world." With a flick of his hand, the trunk opened and six marble-sized orbs floated onto the desk. "As you know, these are the magnetizers, devices I developed to pull the programmed minerals together so they could be smelted."
Picking up one, Harry pressed the rune on top of it, Golden light flowed out of the rune forming a holographic screen. "I reprogrammed them to search for copper, tin, iron, silver, and platinum as well as the original gold."
Marcus's eyes gleamed, he leaned forward a smile curling his lips, giving a hint of the tips of his pointed teeth, "I take it you want to rearrange our business agreement."
Harry's pupils filled with sea-green energy.
A slightly glazed look appeared in Marcus his eyes as his shoulders relaxed.
"No, Gringotts is going to handle the patent for me."
Marcus bobbed his head, "Of course."
With a flick of his hand, the magnetizers went back into his trunk. Reaching down, he wrapped his power around something else and pulled. Even though he already knew it was in there, he marveled as a 6-foot-long 5-foot-wide rectangle emerged from the trunk.
"The next item I call the cleaner. You put trash in it, and it breaks down the waste to form usable material."
The glazed look faded from Marcus his eyes as he nodded and made a notation on a piece of parchment.
Harry didn't need his telepathy to know this didn't interest the goblin.
With a flick of his hand, the cleaner slid back down into the trunk.
Reaching down, Harry removed a device that looked like a tortoiseshell with a glowing blue diamond in its center. "This is the scanner. It allows one to find diamonds, coal, and oil. Unfortunately, I've not devised the right runic cluster to pull it from the earth yet."
Putting the scanner back inside the trunk, Harry retrieved a grey orb the size of a softball. A cylinder popped out of the top of it.
Marcus leaned forward. He could just make out tiny holes in the top of the cylinder.
"Finally, we have the oil absorber. This is a device that will absorb oil out of a selected area. It's meant to work in conjunction with the scanners. With this you do not need to dig a hole, just throw it on the earth and allow it to sink beneath it."
Marcus leaned back in his chair, "You're sure this device can hold all the oil from a given area."
Harry pointed to microscopic runes etched along the entirety of the cylinder poking out of the top of the orb. "Those runes create a pocket dimension large enough to hold the oil." Picking up the orb, Harry pressed two circles on the side.
The covering on the circles fell away to reveal two holes.
You plug in hoses to these ports to pump out the oil.
Marcus nodded, "Is there any deal you will make with Gringotts today?"
"I will allow you to have the platinum magnetizer. Your commission will be 4 percent."
Marcus opened his mouth, but Harry raised a hand cutting him off.
"Don't even try it, we both know the value of platinum."
–XX –
Harry was brought from his memories as he heard footsteps approaching his office. Slowly, he turned back to his desk.
He had given the scanners, the oil absorber, silver, and iron magnetizers to the dwarfs, or the earthborn as Gaia had renamed them for a 60 to 40 percent split.
He had given the cleaners, the copper, and the tin magnetizers to the wood elves for the same percentage.
Over the last thirty years, his net worth had quadrupled and the city of shining light, the home of the elves, and the city of the iron citadel, home of the dwarves had come into existence.
Harry distributed the services of both cities, environmental cleanup for the elves, and metalsmithing and weapons manufacturing for the dwarves at a measly two percent fee since he already had such a large percentage coming off the devices, he allowed them to use.
He rose to his feet as a knock echoed through his door.
"Come in," he called moving around to stand before his desk.
A woman strode into the room, her red hair flowing down her 5'8" frame. The monocle in her left eye flashed, hiding the beauty of her blue orb. Red robes were draped over her slender frame, partially hiding a metal corset from view.
Metal grieves covered leather pants that seemed to accentuate the sway of her hips as she stopped in the center of the room.
Raising her left hand, she pinched her monocle between her thumb and forefinger. Removing it from her eye, she looked around the room, "You know, I expected to find guards of some kind."
Harry eyed the woman, paying particular attention to the armored corset she wore, and the grieves on her legs.
That had been another thing that changed with the introduction of the earthborn. They make armor for magical law enforcement, saving lives. The elves meanwhile took up a more environmental approach, restoring places humanity had destroyed.
"They wouldn't have much to do miss…"
The woman straightened, "I am Amelia Bones, head of the Magical Law Enforcement Office, and I need your help."