A/N Hey guys I would like to say one tiny thing before I begin my newly uploaded chapter.
I AM SO FUCKING SORRY IT HAS TAKEN SO LONG. '0-0;
First, I had to have an exam to complete, then I was stuck in the hospital for damaging my back with still stings like a BITCH, then I was told I would be bedridden for a few days with no electronics. So yeah that's have been rather cheery. I am so sorry its been a while I have NOT given up on fanfiction or my hope to be pro author. And for what you have been waiting for.
Harry Potter and the Forces of Darkness
Chapter 6: Child of Void
Travelling into the body of his child self felt rather strange (or at least stranger through the events of his cursed little life) his body lay frozen motionlessly facing a void of comforting void before him while at the same time he swore he could feel himself being drifted towards some unknown territory its phantom claws sinking into him waiting for release.
Soon the peaceful void was interrupted as a series of unforgettable events.
His memories.
Hundreds if not almost a thousand of them zoomed past some he was able to recognise out of the corner of his eye filling him with regret and rage. Random moments linked together as though crafted by an amateur written documentary. His brawl with the Hungarian Horntail to the receiving his Hogwarts acceptance letter to blowing Aunt Marge. Despite the residue of bad memories, he would never deduce all of them as deluded and meaningless, inside his younger self he would dominate and conquer and slaughter over the wizarding world fools that had slandered him over the years. From this point forward he would no longer be the puppet hero Dumbledore had hoped to mould him into.
Now...this puppet lived without strings.
A stream of new memories flowed through his mindscape came flying through, each giving him confusion tenfold. One showed a young woman roughly his age ( or at least his other body's physical age) was smiling at him with great warmth. She appeared to be of Chinese heritage, automatically he remembered to awkwardness he had to endure with Cho Chang in the fifth year but this girl was a different person altogether. instead of aqua blue eyes, they bore amber brown and short raven black hair. Despite the phantom feeling of joy coursing through his, does Luse could honestly say he had never even met this woman in magical or otherwise. Additional memories started to pop through which Luse could barely keep track of them all, both his hand were being held by two girls but because of his angle of eyesight, he couldn't see their faces.
The last memory he saw before everything went white was Shacklebolt being drowned inside a sphere of water his body flailed uselessly against the living currents. This wasn't the cursed past...it was the promised future, and he embraced it with open arms.
Luse soon awoke to his new surroundings the all too familiar cramped, dark and slightly damp cupboard under the stairs seemed to almost trying to ensnare his now tiny form, it might have worked when he was in the mind of a child but of course, that was no longer the case. With caution, he slowly started to feel his new body starting from his small dainty hands to his near skelington chest and stomach while arching them to the small of his back. To the toothpicks, he was forced to call his legs and feet. This was definitely going to need a change.
Rising upwards his bruised eyes grudgingly cracked open towards the broken fragments of a mirror hanged on the end of his "room" it showed exactly what he was expecting a scrawny boy with Onyx black hair and acidic green eyes and his lightning bolt scar. His only new addition to proving this worked waste Tarakudo tattoo still embedded on his hand it glowed with raw power it faintly glowed crimson.
"BOY"
For what could probably be the first time in over a decade hearing that word from his disgusting "uncle" was the most beautiful sound to his ears. Focusing his mind he drew the surrounding darkness towards him and it soon covered him like a mental blanket. on either side of his frail little body were two Shadowkhan each narrowed their eyes in hidden rage at the sightly abuse their young master had to endure without them. They may be servants made of darkness but they were not without any human empathy.
With a power, duo kicks the Shadowkhan kicked the cupboard door clean of its hinges it broke into and embedded itself into the hallway wall crackles of wispy black lingered on the imprints. calmly stepping into the hallway Luse was hit by the nauseating taste of negative memories and tacky wallpaper the lavender scent was mentally suffocating.
"WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO TO MY WALL YOU FREAK"
Luse swirled around to the direction of the kitchen, standing there was his Uncle Vernon pieces of burnt egg swinging rapidly from his large moustache. A purple face to match his bulging veins popping out his forehead. He slowly advanced towards the 8-Year-old with killer intent seemingly not noticing the two intruders in his home.
CLINK
Vernon's rampage came to a stuttering halt for him his once deep purple face changed rapidly to ash white. It could have something to do with the fact his nephew's eyes seemed to practically glow bright purple with the power it might have just been he realised that two unknown assailants had him each had a katana sword to keep him from moving. one was levelled perfectly to his near no existent neck and the other directed to his bulging stomach. Luse strode forward slowly like a small but ruthless wolf cornering the very much larger and stocky sheep, it worked if the yellow liquid descending down Veron's trouser pants was any indication Luse pressed his tiny hand to Vernon's stomach being careful not to cut himself on the katana he gathered his magic to his hand and imagined it growing to a single focal point.
BANG
With the sound of an ear-splitting gunshot, Vernon Dursley was flung into the kitchen table reducing it to nothing but a thousand splinters his right arm and left leg were pierced into the tables broken legs his body started to bleed profusely all the while his gurgled groans mixed with a shocked petunias banshee wails. Luse continued to stalk into the Dursley shambled kitchen. At once seeing her sisters son she grabbed the nearest frying pan and commenced to beat him to near death with it. Concentrating on the nearby curtains he forced his inner darkness and manipulated them, shooting out they wrapped themselves around Petunias wrists constricting her movements. From bellowing music from upstairs, he assumed that Dudley was in his room.
Luse let out a heavy cackle of humourless laughter, he realised then that one of the consequences of using Dark Magic for the first time would have the temporary effect of driving the user into a false sense of bliss and euphoria, what he had also read luckily was that if the witch or wizards will be able to be strong enough they would be able to resist this feeling it was rather similar to the use of the imperio curse of blocking your mind with Occulemency. Most believed that Magic was just a special power that Wizard kind was able to simply use but this was not the case he had learned it was, it was a huge mass of omnipotent conscience energy that was able to think, interact with living things much like human beings it was evidently a force of nature it was simply too humble to accept it was much superior to the wizards that believed it was "using" it.
The magic inside of himself had helped him in his aid and had protected him from the hostility of others not just because he had wanted to but also because his magic had grown accustomed to his persona and had accepted him as a true and equal counterpart. What made this even more humourlessly laughable was that this unbelievable theory behind magic was made non-other than a Muggleborn supposedly a lesser of the noble purebloods because of hem this was disgraced as complete nonsense and this outlook was lost to time.
Coming out of his thoughts Luse glanced around towards his bleeding Uncle to his tightly restricted Aunt. he could kill them quite easily Dudly as well yet the idea of murder didn't scare nor make him hesitate just rather bland and boring. Besides should he actually attempt to kill them he knew Dumbledore would be alerted and despite the current events, the old fool was too powerful at the moment to deal with just yet. Rest assured however he had at least eight new family members with over nine centuries of goodness knows what experience of slavery and torture underneath their belt. There really is no rush.
"You are to stay here and guard this two if they attempt to flee then you shall notify me immediately, however, you shall not kill them only I shall have that honour." directed Luse the two Shadowkhan bowed to their commander either one placed themselves next to each Dursley. While walking towards the door he thought to play it safe and summoned a third Shadowkhan he directed it to abduct his Dudley his description was a "pig boy in a wig". Before leaving the house he chuckled lightly at the high pitched squealing of his cousin.
Stepping outside he was bombarded by the strong rays of sunlight it was slightly overwhelming, then again he had spent his past several hours at night and in a dimension with seemingly no moon, sun or apparently air. Before he made plans for his freedom of the Demon Sorcerors he had to conclude his steps for his own life for the time being such as getting away from the clutches of Dumbledore it would first begin with cutting off his little watchdog.
Mrs ArrabeleFigg.
This woman had been a dreadful babysitter to him in his youth constantly belittling him and having him observe her self-grand collection of cats. He found out she was actually a Squib hired by Dumbledore to keep an eye on him. Keeping an eye on him apparently missing the bruises and torture he was forced to endure by his loving family. If anything she was even worse than them she knew all about his true heritage of being a wizard and could have stopped all of his year of abuse had she used her own common sense, yet she did nothing and turned a blind eye. Well, he has to fix that.
The magic inside of Luse was morphed and morphed itself into its bearers wish as such allowing him to effortlessly phase through her front door. To say that Arabella was spooked would be a slight understatement she dropped Mr Tibbles walking shakingly backwards and trampling on Snowy proceeding her into her getting a nasty scratch mark on her ankle. Maye, he might let that one life as gratitude.
"H-Harry what on e-earth are you here young man never mind that how did you even get i-inside of my house" shrieked Mrs Figg all the while slowly advancing towards the fireplace. Luse rose his eyebrows in disbelief, the women had just seen me phase through the front door how stupid did she think he was.
"Arabella lets stop with all the curved truths around here. Firstly I am well aware you know how I got inside of your house as I know that you are a Squid as I am a Wizard." Started Luse. Arabella's face set into stone she didn't move yet her beady eyes once again tore to the fireplace. Rolling his eyes in annoyance Luse rose his hand effortlessly levitating her into the air, normally this would be alert the ministry but Shendu had been wise to send him to this year of his body being 8 years old the Ministry would believe this was just the cause of accidental magic at work.
"I have a few questions for you Arabella and please do not pretend to play dumb or I shall only increase your suffering" stated Luse coldly Arabellas squeaked whatever this was she felt it wasn't just a simple levitation charm it was something else something more...less holy.
"Now then let us begin with what you already know and start from there" declared Luse he conjured a lousy stool into a comfy leather armchair all the while propping his feet on her coffee table his eyes practically bore into hers.
Due to his new body, his magical abilities were still rather limited his only biggest weapon being the Shadowkhan yet he couldn't keep relying on them to help him all the time. He doubted that Dumbledore would send in a Squib to keep an eye on him without some layers of mental defence.
"This could take some time my child...I could enter her mind for you. A voice whispered around the room. Luse blinked swirling around but couldn't see his father anywhere. At this point, Arabelle had gone hysterical seemingly trying to break limbs to reach the fireplace.
"Dad where are you. Are you contacting me through the Netherworld."
"Go to the Mirror"
Walking to the mirror hanged on the back of the hallway door he was stunned to not only see his face but the image of his father's dragon facials that seemed to overlap his own. It was indeed a strange sight his own green eyes merged with ruby red produced a rather bizarre combination.
"Hello, my son. Not an hour has passed and you have already had the mercy of four mortals at your whim my quite an admirable start. Not continent annihilation in my youth but for an 8-year-old it is an admirable start. But I digress..." Shendu chuckled not sinister or malicious amusement but a warmth enjoyment. "It would appear that your assumptions were also correct This Dumbledore has indeed placed multiple mental layers of defence on the wretched hags mind. Unfortunately, you are untrained as of yet in Mind Arts or what Wizards refer to as Legilimancy. Unfortunately, the only way she can give us this information is for her to give us the information willingly also while we are on this subject as much as I prefer you being your own person Luse the wizarding fools will not be completely blind to your overuse of "accidental magic" they will begin to believe this done intentionally."
Luse begrudgingly nodded his head. It is possible his control over dark magic might have left him slightly overconfident in his own abilities, neither the less he did need to get the information from Figg somehow.
"Perhaps a slightly more...primitive approach I believe I used a few of methods from one of the homosapians he commited execution in ancient Persia...I believe you would refer to their methods were quite entertaining" Shendu hissed amusedly.
If one looked really hard one might see a slice of the devil behind the mischievous glint.
"What did you have in mind..."
Turning on his heel he came around waling to the back of Mrs Figg he lowered her down low enough to reach her earlobe.
"Tell me something dear Mrs Figg" Luse practically sang the smile he presented she could practically hear from behind her. "Have you ever heard of Scaphism."
It was quite a good idea to have the entire house covered in a Silencing Charm otherwise the residents Privet Drive might have jumped at the bloody murder of banshee screams from the mad cat lady next door. Luse Guizu is formally known to the world as Harry James Potter walked outside with a spring in his step. Nobody has ever interacted with the barmy cat lady before and should Dumbledore attempt to contact her he would already be out of the manipulating old fools clutches. He took one last look at Arabella her entire body had apparently seemed to melt and concrete itself into her living room floor, the only remainder being her head which was now secreted in catnip and honeysuckle. He could faintly hear her cries of sheer agony as her beloved cats started to claw and bite the tasty treat shaped like a humans head. Regrettably, he had not been able to retrieve any information from her without triggering the mental wards inside her mind, she could only tell him what he wanted to know willingly. Maybe a day stuck as a kitties chew toy might loosen her lips...if of course she still has them.
Luse's eyes took in the radiance of the Sun on a Saturday morning, indeed his Sorceror family had much to teach him.
A/N: Somewhere in the next chapter I shall be making more or fewer flashbacks as to how Luse dealt finally with the Dursleys and Figg in due time. As a small spoiler, the next chapter shall begin towards his demonic heritage and unleash it. UNBOUNDED.
New Characters to be up and rising:
Daolong Wong
Caractus Burke
Luse Guizu (100% no blocks)
Jade Chan
Its been amazing to get back to writing again and thank you all for you patince. Let me know in the reviews if theres anything you want me to edit or change or what you might like in the next chapter. Goodbye and hope to see you all soon my little minions.
JUDGE