Eve has just been defeated. My Beast Blade is broken and Pod is slightly malfunctioning. As I look around at the carnage, machine heads laying around their parts all over the place, I hear a groan.

"Oh. I should have been more carful." I turn towards the noise and my artificial heart stops. 9S has glowing red eyes. The exact same eyes that the hostile machines had when they attacked every single thing in sight.

"I shouldn't have tried to hack Eve" 9S exclaims. I could only watch as metal slowly creeps up his body. I rushed towards him, took his head in my hands and cried, knowing I would have to kill him. The bunker wouldn't allow a corrupted Android within its walls. We both knew it.

"Please kill me. I want you to do it. If someone from YoRHa does it my memory will be destroyed." I have no choice. 9S was right. If someone from YoRHa does destroy him they'll permanently remove his memory, no restart, no second chance, no re-upload. 9S will be permanent loss.

"Okay. I'll do it. I don't want to but I'll do it so you can live" I cried to him.

I drew what is left of my Beast Blade, lifting it above myself. Aiming for his artificial heart I took one last look into his eyes, watching what little of him is left accept his fate, and forced my sword through him.

"Goodbye 2B." 9S weakly wheezed. I watch the light in his eyes go out.

"Goodbye 9S, I will never forget you." I cried out.

9S is now dead so I cried. I cried to the heavens above screaming out in anguish. I calmed down and saw that 9S's sword was still intact. I walked over and picked it up. When I grabbed the sword I saw that it had no name. 9S probably didn't have a good name picked out. So I decided to give it one. I called the sword The Second Ninth Stand. Named after 9S and that the sword is his second stand against the world.

As I got up and put the sword on my back, I heard a strange sound.

"The Durmstrang champion is Viktor Krum!" I looked around trying to pinpoint where the sound is coming from.

"The champion of Beauxbatons is Fleur Delacour!" I asked Pod to locate where the sound is coming from but he just told me I was malfunctioning.

"The Hogwarts champion is Cedric Diggory!" I brought The Second Ninth Stand in-front of me, watching for any movement.

"Kuro Hisui* Potter!" The ground has started to rumble, sending scrap metal everywhere.

"KURO HISUI POTTER!" A flash of fire appeared, creating a tornado of fire around me. Then all I could see is a sea of children, some wearing black robes, some in a black suit and a few girls in a light blue dress.

Meanwhile in Hogwarts

Kinshi Potter was the boy who lived, the chosen one, dumbledore's golden lion etc etc... and he was bored. The champions for Durmstrang and Beauxbatons have been chosen for the triwizard tournament. Kinshi Taigāai, or TK to his friends, knew he was going to be in the tournament as Hogwarts champion. There was no way that Professor Dumbledore wouldn't allow him in it. He was so confident that he even paid for reporters from The daily prophet, Ежедневният пророк(Bulgarian) and Le prophète quotidien(French) to record and sell newspapers about the event. As Professor Dumbledore grande the peace of paper for the Hogwarts champion TK started to rise out of his seat. When the Professor announced that the puff Diggory was the champion TK saw red. A puff is stealing my show. I'll show him. Then the goblet lighted up once more leading TK into a false hope.

"Kuro Hisui Potter!" Dumbledore shouted. That was impossible, that emotionless freak was dead Dad said so.

"KURO HISUI POTTER!" Dumbledore screamed. In front of the goblet a torrent of fire spun out of the ground before disappearing leaving a female young adult in weird black clothing holding a strange golden sword.

Author note: Kinshi means Ban in Japanese

kuro hisui means Black Jade in Japanese