Lord of Destruction
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. No I don't own it people! Diablo isn't mine by the court of law due to Blizzard having made it and certain elements used in this story…. Which are mostly Demons which you have to kill in the entire storyline of Diablo 2. I like playing a Necromancer, although I haven't played Diablo 2 in almost 2 years…
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And into the fire!
He stareded at the tan skinned girl and involuntarily took a step back. The clan marking on the girls robes was too familiar to him. He had encountered it before, a memory of Baal resurfacing:
--Memory--
He was walking through the jungles of an ancient land in which magical and non-magical people were still joined with each other and had currently mounted a large offensive against him and his two brothers. He looked as a huge arachnid came to attack him, silently laughing at the futile attempt to try and capture him. He waited until the spider was close and fired a wave of ice at it, freezing it solid. He looked at the beast and grinned. He admired his handywork until he sensed something and turned around to see a disturbance in the distance. He remembered that there were some Demons in the area and called them to him, after awhile he was surrounded by a huge variety of corrupted monsters. He grinned as the Demons flocked around him and with a wave of his hand he sent them into the jungle, with the order to bring Destruction to everything that surrounded them.
He could feel the magic being cast at his minions as if he were being attacked himself, something which he couldn't allow to happen. He looked at the surroundings, noticing how tranquil it seemed. He watched as flashes of fire were seen through the forest, illuminating the battle that was raging between humans and Demons.
(They're still resisting? Pitiful humans, to foolish to even see that they're facing their end.)
He looked as he felt every bit of his Demonic minions lives being snuffed out and watched as a woman came from the forest, nicks and gashes over her tanned body. There remained only the smallest bits of clothing to preserve decency.
"Good day, mortal."
He looked on, amused as the woman gave him a chilly glare and then looked at the arachnid.
" I take it you did that, Baal?"
He gave her a small smile and said. " Of course, It aimed to kill me so I simply killed it. Survival of the fittest you know, something which you mortals have yet to learn."
He looked at the woman, a small smile playing on his lips. His sharp teeth were visible and the sorceress froze at the sight of his teeth. He looked at her and a ring of ice shot out from his body, freezing everything close to him. Every bit of plant life froze and died in an instant. The Sorceress cast a shield to ward against the freezing and sent a bolt of fire at Baal who simply laughed and took the fire bolt to the chest.
A small burn was visible on his chest the moment when the fire dissipated after having hit and Baal laughed at the Sorceress.
"You are pathetic, little witch. To even think you can hurt me, the Lord of Destruction. I suppose I can show leniency to you and spare your life but there is one thing that you must promise me, train someone to be able to face me in a battle which would make the heavens themselves tremble. What you offered me today was too pitiful to be even CALLED pathetic, no witch or wizard with even a shred of pride should battle as you did… well… I don't expect anyone of you pathetic mortals to be able to harm me without divine intervention."
A ball of fire was expelled from a stretched hand and Baal watched as her body hit the floor, badly burned.
" I have to be off now, I'll see you again at a place and time in the future to collect on your debt."
And with that he was gone, making no sound when he left. Having used his shadow for teleportation. It was less energy consuming then teleporting since the teleportation could easily go off for miles if used to travel long distances.
The Sorceress, one of the most powerful in the lands of Kurast would go and create the clan of sorceresses called the Zann Esu as she wanted to wreak vengeance upon the demon who had so callously disregarded her skill. She never saw him again but had a feeling that he would be defeated eventually… Her name had been Zann Esu, her clan named after herself. For countless years there would be women getting trained without abandon for the fight against the Three Prime Evils, until all would be sealed by the Horadric mages. Then they trained, to hunt Demons which still continued to pillage their realm. Far from the sight of normal wizards, the Zann Esu hunted relentlessly whenever they appeared.
--End memory--
He looked at the girl who wore the ritualistic clothes of the Zann Esu and grimaced at the thought of having to wed this mortal, his secrets would be given away with the marriage bond and she would probably kill him the very moment she learned that he was the Lord of Destruction.
He glanced at his father who was looking at the girl who had turned to the new arrivals, a redheaded man standing next to her.
Harry couldn't dismiss her obvious beauty as it was very hard to miss. The revulsion that he had felt had made him pay less attention to her looks and instead he had focused on the magic that had flowed through her. He could see her tanned skin, a typical trait of the Zann Esu since they trained in a hot climate and easily attained darker skin colour then other english wizards. He watched her obvious assets as the clothes that she wore were nonexistent to him. He would look through them if he tried, the fabric being almost see through. Her eyes were dark, something which really caught his attention. At the moment he could feel her strong magic and a grin became etched on his face.
(This is going to be interesting.)
The redheaded man walked towards them, the girl walking some paces behind him. He never broke eyecontact with James Potter, not yet having noticed his son who was standing somewhat in the shade and out of view.
"Potter! How nice ta have ya back. Have ya brought yer son for the betrothal ceremony?"
James smiled broadly and said. "Connor! Yes I've brought Harry here but he's not very pleased about this… he seems to be resisting a bit but your gorgeous niece should mellow his heart quite a bit."
Harry glared at his father, his eyes turning blood red without anything stopping it. Nobody noticed since James was still in the spotlight of attention, Dumbledore not even being noticed to Harry's surprise and the man was still looking at the leader of the clan. Harry's anger made the lights flicker quite a bit and a small tremor was felt by all the people present in the room.
"Gorgeous? I don't think so of a piece of Yith'sachasd." His eyes turned into a mix of green and red and she noticed him for the first time.
"So you are the one who is going to marry me in some time…" She paused for a moment, unfazed by the comment. "Did you know that I'm not as fanatic as my sisters in the quest to rid the world of the Demonic plague? Sure I agree with them that they would need to be eradicated… so you think I am a piece of shit?"
Her eyes seemingly twinkled and a ball of fire appeared in her hand. Harry grinned and said; "Not as eloquent as your clan mates, are you?"
They had been talking in the accents of the Zann Esu immediately after he had spoken. Nobody in the room except Dumbledore perhaps would be able to understand what they were saying.
A fireball was thrown and Harry jumped backwards, not fazed by the attack. He had expected an attack earlier ever since the girl had noticed him and he began to conjure up some of his energy and a small amount of fire began to form around his hand and he threw it at the girl who nimbly dodged and said.
"Pathetic! I could do be-BOOM"
A huge inferno arose behind her as the fire ball had hit and she turned around to look at the huge mass of flames. She stared at the flames as they were red with small hints of gold to them and turned around to see a huge bolt of ice heading her way. She dodged it, making a small scrape on her shoulder as the icy bolt had nicked it.
"Very impressive… not many of the clan can make such huge fires… alright, I'll bite a bit… tell me what you want me to do and I shall submit… I don't regret the impression that you would like this marriage to be allowed so…"
She stopped for a moment and looked at her uncle for a bit and then frowned a bit and said.
"Let's just say that I'm not too pleased to be summoned here, out of the blue and told that I'm to be wed to you and I can't even argue with him due to him being clan leader."
Their eyes met and Harry's face became a lot more relaxed. He knew that she didn't even have the slightest suspicion of him being a Demon and a Prime Evil at the moment. And he wasn't going to let her figure out what he was because that would cause problems for him when he was going to conquer this world.
"Ah see you've already had a little standoff with ma niece. Ain't she a nice lass, lad?"
The man looked at him unfazed by the destruction that he had wrought. He was happy that his niece was getting married but Harry could see something else lying beneath that façade.
He looked at the man and grinned. "She would do nicely as a wife, if she doesn't go around blasting everyone in sight… otherwise I might need to chain her to a wall… unless she likes that sort of thing…"
She looked at him and said. "I wouldn't be averse to it… its pretty rare that we even see guys thanks to our teachers being stuck up bints!"
She exploded in anger when she thought about those gay bitches who rammed knowledge about the sorcerous magic into their heads and told them to focus on the destruction of every bit of Demonic influence they could find in the lands. She had remained almost free of the brainwashing that the old ladies who taught them had done and had only meagrely agreed with some of the things that they would do. There was a movement, some sort of religion called Zakarum which fervently opposed Demons. In her opinion, all they were was a bunch of religious zealots…
She had the tanned skin of the Zann Esu after a ritual which had gone a little awry, loosing her native white colouration of her skin to be replaced with a small darker one, not noticeable unless she dwelled too long in one area which would tan her further. She looked at the tall and dark youth which was looking at her with a greenish red mix of colours within his eyes. She was intrigued by him and said.
"You want to get out of this too?"
Harry's head tilted to the right, turning to look at her a bit and then he closed his eyes and said.
"Yes. I am once again forced to do something that I don't want to do by a manipulative old man and my dad… I should just have killed the old man and taken over the estate so we wouldn't have to deal with him… any specific reason for you being here?"
He inquired and he looked at her with a daring look in his eyes.
"Yes… the Lord of Destruction has appeared once again and we will rise to challenge him once again…"
She spoke full of determination, so much that it made Harry grin slightly. It was a rare sight to see someone so intent on doing whatever she wanted while following her strict moral code…
He looked at Dumbledore and said. "I don't want any marriage bond between us and she agrees with that. It would probably cause either a huge security leak for your precious order, or my rank in the Dark Army might become public knowledge, a rank which you still don't know, might I add that to the small list of the things you still don't seem to know…"
Harry looked at the headmaster who simply smiled and said. "In all due time I shall know whatever it is that you were hiding from me, Harry." A smile with kindness dripping from it was on the man's face, making Harry want to retch at the sight. He looked at his bride to be and said.
"Anyhow, I can't get married to this girl at the moment… I'll have to remind you that I'm still the Head of the house of Black and still have some issues to deal with, thus am I able to renounce the name of Potter and adopt Black as my name, thus cutting all my ties with the Potter family except the tie of blood…"
He gained a manic look in his eyes as he spoke and then he concluded his impromptu speech.
"But I won't do that yet, I'll need to find myself some way to fix up all my business and prepare for a war once again... So the wedding won't be held until, the side I support wins or loses, whichever comes first…"
He turned to look at the girl: "You weren't what I expected you to be... all I knew about your kind is that they are raving lunatics, obsessed with somehow blasting me till kingdom come with their stupid lightning and fire and ice spells… in the Dark War there weren't any of you around but ever since then they have been pestering me from time to time…"
He sighed for a moment, tired because of all the things that had been happening. Dumbledore was intent on having him be caught off guard probably and just go ahead with the marriage for the greater good, something which Harry couldn't care less about.
She grinned and said. "Yes, I actually remember something about that. Some of the old biddies said that they had been chasing a Demon named Infusco Necrotis… can you imagine the look on their faces when they found out he was just a human guy?"
She laughed a bit and then looked at him stone faced."You really love her, don't you?"
Her voice had suddenly gone eerily cold and Harry looked on with some small hint of amusement within his eyes.
"Of course do I love her. I made an oath on my powers that I would never harm her and I'm still honouring that promise every time I see her." An absent gesture with his hand and a staff materialised within his hand, a bit burnt on the side but still in a pretty good condition. "That was one of the staffs that Lord Infusco gave me… I thought you might want it back…"
She smiled and said. "I see that this is Elder Mystrissa's staff… she was SO pissed when she had lost it that she trained us in staff less magic control… for three days without rest."
She giggled for a moment and Harry relaxed. Maybe this girl could be converted to the Dark Side with time. If she would find the behaviour of her fellow clansmen rather insane then she might be easily converted to the Dark Side. Using her magic in the front lines would be useful.
A devious look came into his eyes and he spoke, his voice sounding rather tired at the moment.
"Could we marry at another time? I need to get something sorted out first…"
She sighed and said. "Of course. When I was brought here and told that I would have to marry a male I was enraged by it. But I don't seem to have the same male hating mood as my fellow family has. Well… the female part… the males are just obnoxious…"
She absently wiped off a piece of dirt from her breasts, the fabric covering them having become slightly dirty the moment she had faced the blast of the explosion.
Harry shook his head at the sight. Women were so punctual about anything… wiping the dirt off her boobs was just one thing that drew most males to stare at her, something which James Potter was doing at the moment.
"Dad… I would appreciate it if you wouldn't stare at the girl like that. You are married to my mother for Baal´s sake! Or would you like to have a rather pointy thing shoved straight up your weak little head?"
He asked to the man who snapped out of his dazed state and addressed him. "Harry that is no way to talk to me like that!"
Harry sighed and said. "What's your name, Zann Esu witch?"
His tone got colder the moment he spoke and she gave him a slightly arrogant smirk in response.
"My name is Jaina. But you can call me mistress…"
Harry looked at her and said. "Not much for decorum, are you? Well, you can call me Harry, master in private of course. I'd enjoy taming a little girl like you…"
He grinned and a bolt of ice was sent at him, he dodged it by a mere margin. He grinned and said. "Is the little sorceress a bit annoyed?"
His reply was a huge barrage of fire bolts, all of which smashed into a shield seemingly made from pure darkness. He grinned and returned fire with a rather elementary spell, a simple stunner aimed at her and he watched as a bluish shield sprang up around her, guarding her from the damage that the stunner might have caused.
A ball of ice was sent at him, freezing anything in its track and he grinned and grabbed the icy ball, causing his skin to freezes and turn so pale that the bones could be seen, the blood stopping to flow and being frozen. He looked at the ball and sent it aback of the girl, breaking the ice that was on his arm with a mere movement and then immediately conjured up a ball of fire which warmed his flesh. He looked at her and the fire turned ghastly green, making it look like he was holding the spirit flames of primordial times themselves.
"Do you like this, little girl? These are the fires of the era of forgotten time, something cherished by the Dark Elves… My master taught me how to make them and I use them to cause agony on my opponents"
A ghastly laugh escaped form his lips and he barely saw the stunner that hit him in the back, before everything went black. The fire sizzled out and Dumbledore looked at the stunned man on the ground.
"Well it seems that you two are getting along splendidly. Miss Jaina would you come with me to Hogwarts so we can get you two a room? It would be a lot more comfortable if you stayed in the same place instead of getting to see each other only when there are holidays and such."
Albus played the sympathy card, something to which the clan leader was more susceptible to then his niece. She snorted at the thinly veiled attempt at manipulation of her location and heard her uncle speak.
"Tha's a grand idea, Dumbledore! The lass can stay with yeh on 'ogwarts so she can get to know the laddie."
She sighed and looked at her fiancé's father who looked at his son and then walked towards his unconscious form, grabbing a sleeve so they could portkey back to Hogwarts with Jaina.
Harry would make him pay, if he were conscious… the Lord of Destruction was so close and neither of them knew about it. The stunner had caught him off guard and the power behind it had made Harry black out temporarily, making him still hear everything and let his still conscious mind draw its own conclusions.
(THEY SHALL PAY!)
A new chapter done! I hope to receive some good reviews for this chapter… about 15 should do the trick to motivate me to write much more…