Lord of Destruction
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or any associated merchandise… it is the property of J.,K. Rowling and thus I am either missing the deed for it or I didn't invent the character known to the world as Harry Potter… it would be just as easy to be called Neivlle Longbottom and the Sorceror's Stone if you ask me… although that would take away a great deal of the HP fans… if any survived the shock of J.K. changing the books…
Since I am rambling for a bit, I've decided to call it quits and just give you the next chapter…
Evil
The beam of light hit him in the chest and he could feel the light seeping into his body, the holy light beginning to eradicate all the darkness within him. He could feel how his magic was becoming unstable and tried to stabilise it.
A hoarse scream came from his mouth as he sank to the floor, the beam of light having been absorbed into his body, the inner purge beginning to take place. First he could feel the power of the High Heavens beginning to try and eradicate any shred of darkness, eradicating his body in the process. Already he could no longer feel some body parts moving and he struggled to regain the grasp on the darkness within him, not wanting to disappear by his brother's hands.
Fenrir was in the process of getting his lunch as he could feel a jolt go through his stomach and he could feel the feeling settling down in his stomach, giving a jerk behind the navel and transporting him towards the place where one of the leaders of the Dark Countries was close to death. They had installed this feature within every key member of the military of either royalty or General, the position that Harry held at the moment.
Kel'Zarath felt the tug behind the navel just as he was about to go and make sure that there were no faults in the armour that he wore. He couldn't afford to get it broken in battle and thus usually held a check up whenever he was about to go forth into battle.
The Lord of Vampires felt a similar feeling as the other Lords and instantly they were transported to the area directly around the dying Harry who was currently trashing on the floor as his body struggled to remain intact with the magic also intact.
The feeling of the light magic struggling against the dark was slowly ripping him apart, making him weaker and weaker and making him feel like he wanted to have bloody vengeance against his little brother. And if he survived he would take it in a gruesome way, maybe ripping off an ear or something would suffice as a decent warning and then maybe some mauling of the head to get his point across to the youth.
He could sense other aura's around him, those which seemed to try and help him in a way but he didn't know who they were, just that they were attempting to save him.
The Lords appeared within a circle around Harry and looked at him for a moment, a bit disoriented at the place they were at and then acted in a flash, each knowing what had to be done.
Fenrir was the first to take action and his hand morphed into a claw and he took one of Harry's wrists and slit it open, making blood come out in huge spurts, then used his claw to slit his own wrist and press it against the wound, his wound sealing immediately while Kel'Zarath and the Vampire Lord began to chant an ancient verse from the ritual of rebirth they were doing to save Infusco Necrotis, otherwise known to the world as Harry James Potter.
With this ritual we shall revive this body with the taint of dark blood.
We shall grant it our essence, our power and let the new being be revived from the ashes of the old
Lord of Destruction, awaken within thy old shell and revive thyself
Black clouds lining the sky, red blood mixing within your veins, revive
Every Lord pressed their bleeding arm to the cut, mixing their blood with his. Kel'Zarath looked at his friend who was still shivering due to the magic still causing havoc within his body and said.
"May you be causing a lot of trouble, Milord… Harry… Infusco."
He spoke in Dark Elvish and then pressed his bleeding palm to the wound where the blood of the different creatures was mixing to rejuvenate the power of darkness within Harry's body, possibly giving him enough power. The cut healed immediately and Kel'Zarath looked at the body and grinned and then finished the chant with the Dark Elvish finishing sentence:
Through darkness you are reborn.
Fenrir looked at Harry and he chanted his specific last chant after Kel'Zarath.
Blood will be yours to take, with our blessing
The Lord of Vampires finished the chant:
And bring the cleansing of Good to this world
The magic reacted violently within Harry's body, allowing the light energy to become overpowered by the all consuming darkness.
Harry felt the dark energy coursing through his veins, making him stronger and feeling the Lord of Destruction part of him beginning to grow more active. War would be upon the wizarding world soon and they would face a final conclusive strike of the majority of demonkind.
He had deliberately let himself be hit by the beam of light, knowing that Eddie would do his best to kill him, the power he had over the Light would be minimised because he would just be getting accustomed to having such power. The blood from the Lords which would be used to try and revive him would grant him greater power, as his power was slowly being ripped away by the cleansing light which would make him weaker and weaker and the darkness would make him even stronger then before.
By letting the light cleanse his body of evil and dark ingfluences he would build his resistance to it, making him stronger then before, before he expelled the light from his body.
His eyes snapped open and he put his hands on the floor, getting up slowly, his eyes turning a dark red in colour, gaining a tint of darker and darker emotions which were all running through his body and mind at the moment.
"You dare to try and purge me of all the evil that is within my body, little brother? If not for Fenrir and the rest of the Lords you would have succeeded in eliminating me and making sure that the wizarding world would face the combined might of the countries within Great Britain which were christened Dark countries. As I have stated before… there is no Light or Darkness, there is only power… there may be a Lord of Destruction in this world and you might be the Lord of Light but you seem to forget one thing: we are brothers and thus we shouldn't be able to fight each other in such a savage way… if you truly wish to kill me and everything you seem to think I stand for, then accept an invitation to a duel… tonight at twelve…"
Harry's face was looking at his little brother's face, their eyes boring into the other one's eyes, daring them to do something.
"I, Edward Joachim Potter accept your duel, Harry James Potter. It shall be held on the Astronomy tower at twelve…" Eddie stated and looked at his brother who grinned. "I let you get the first hit on me, little foolish brother… don't presume you can hit me again…"
Harry stretched his muscles, flexing them a bit to check if they were still intact and not having disintegrated and to make sure that there wouldn't be any detrimental effects in the duel. Being the Lord of Destruction should give him enough power to beat his little brother, having practised the Dark arts before his little brother even could hold a wand. Of course he would have some tricks up his sleeve if everything would go haywire. The fact that he would come dressed as his true persona from the war would easily allow him to intimidate Edward into making some stupid move or making him more reckless…
According to the rules of a duel, the combatants needed to bring a second to fight in case the main fighters got knocked out at the same time. There weren't any clear rules for the knockout and Harry had made a gamble that Eddie wouldn't make this a duel to the death, or at least would be stopped by his father who would not like to see his golden child get killed by his dark child.
An idea popped into his mind and with a swirl of magic he disappeared form the room, still naked, off to a destination where his appearance would cause problems with the current occupants of the room he was in. the people who were still within the room all looked at the spot where Harry had been once a few moments ago and then had disappeared in a flash of bright light.
Twenty minutes did pass until he reappeared and a wide smile was plastered on his face as he began to go over the events that had happened to him… perhaps misteleporting into someone's bathtub had been a wrong idea when you were naked, especially if the person currently in the bathtub was someone who could be considered family. Who would have thought that the woman had a small tattoo of a black rose on her ass? He could still see her surprised face as she recognised him, then looked him over once and mumbled something about being bigger then her ex-husband when soft…
The rest of the visit had gone along as planned, having found his second being busy with some tasks that had to be handled with some haste. Of course Harry had offered this help, but he was rejected by the person telling that his presence and help wasn't needed and that he shouldn't upset the women that he employed, lest they drag him into a room and messily rape him, something which seemed to amuse Harry to no end for some reason.
It was six PM and Harry came into the Great Hall, dressed in some casual clothes which seemed to be made especially for some small exercising and other stuff that one might do while working out. He took a seat at the Gryffindor table, making sure to sit as close as possible to his young brother who was still glaring daggers at him.
"Brat, you do realise that we better not kill each other, or else wind up in Azkaban…"
He said that between taking a bite out of a chicken wing and he grinned at his little brother's face which was growing to become a rather strange purple colour, something which definitively wasn't normal.
"It wouldn't do to kill me in front of all these witnesses, Edward. The Aurors would arrest you immediately. I may have survived that little barrage of light from you because I was caught unaware and I can assure you that it won't happen again." With his eyes flashing dangerously, he got up from the table, still looking within his brother's eyes. "Bring a good second to the duel… I will be waiting…"
He stepped forwards towards the doors leading towards the exit of the Great Hall and he put up a cheerful smile as he let his clothes rustle in a way eerily similar to a certain potions master.
He walked through the door leading towards his lodgings where he lived with Jaina who looked at him with barely hidden surprise in her eyes.
"Back already, Harry? I though you just went to get some food and then continue with my lessons…"
She had been corrupted immediately when he had forced some of his demonic magic within her body. Her body craved more of the magic like a starving man for food. He looked at the girl as she sat there in a chair which was facing towards her. She was looking at him intently, her eyes being slightly red in the irises and he noticed that there was a familiar redhead sitting on a chair close to her.
"Mom? What are you doing here? I thought you would be with dad and the rest of the Order of the Fried Turkey…" He didn't even blush as she sent him a pointed glare and he grinned and said. "I'm not allied with the Light of this war, mom. I'm allied with the Dark Side and always shall. If you join me, you will be loved by thousands as one of the loyal ones to me, Harry James Potter, leader of the Dark Armies… Think about it, you could be someone who could rule your own country. All it takes is a little word and I would literally break the moon for you with my bare hands."
He looked at her, his eyes turning blood red once again as the dark torrent of energy began to fill him as he willed his power back in his body after it had been temporarily displaced by the attack from his little brother. She still looked at him with an unwavering look and finally she gave up.
"You make your own destiny Harry. I am for the Light. Professor Dumbledore simply wants the best for all of us. I may feel certain things while I am around you but I won't act on them. I won't be a slave to my inner desires, no matter how tempting they may be."
She looked at him, tears beginning to form in her eyes and she rose, looking him in the eyes with her gaze being unwavering in its resolve and she said.
"Alright, if that's how it shall be, then let it be…"
With no further words, she walked out of the room, some tears coming out of her eyes. Harry felt so low after that. He had driven away his mother, the only one who seemingly understood him just for trying to get her to side with him. Was he truly such a despicable beast that she would run at the mere sight of him? Was he such a creature of hate that would cause her to go away the moment she had laid eyes upon him?
He asked himself that and then absently began to explain to Jaina the basic principle of making sure that the demon stays under your command, even going as far as to conjure up one for her, then binding it with a few intricate designs etched by his wand in the air and it would do whatever he ordered it to do; jump out of a window, eat a child, kill itself, nothing mattered to the creature except its master's will.
He looked at the clock and then noticed that it was already nine o'clock and it would soon be the time for him to go and dress in his robes especially made for battles. He spoke with no hint of anything except cold and calm precision.
"Train on your strengths. You need more control so I would suggest looking over the movements of the magic and such before the conjuration of a Demon, an imp should be perfect for you.."
With no further words did he go into his room and withdrew his battle robe from the dresser. He clothed himself, the cloak covering his face and he hoped that it wouldn't cause too much suspicion from the Aurors or otherwise there would be some murders in Hogwarts. His Second would need to be careful too for it was someone who had been on the bounty and kill list of the Ministry for a long time.
11 o'clock arrived and Harry looked at himself in a mirror he conjured. He looked powerful and he had dressed this way to intimidate his brother. With a small pop, a man dressed in a hooded cloak and silken robes appeared.
"Just on time… let's go and admire the sights from the Astronomy tower for a bit before we go to duel my little brother. You'll be expected to handle his second, something which isn't too much of a hindrance to you."
"Very well… Lead the way please. It's been too long since I attended…"
The male dressed in the cloak's vice was gleeful, something which was normally associated to those who were in the business of maniacal evil people, where this person also belonged.
Harry opened the portrait, making sure to tell Jaina that he was going away, his cloak rustling slightly as he walked through the opening. His second followed him, a smile playing upon the unknown person's mouth as they would probably have a lot of fun tonight… at least Harry would be able to have some fun and perhaps there was a duel to be gotten with Old man Dumbledore if he played his cards well enough…
His green eyes began to glow under the hood, his face still shrouded by the hood as he began to make his way to the Astronomy tower. They passed a few Aurors who became alert as they saw the two hooded figures stride past them.
"Is that him? Call for backup Hensley! Its Infiusco Necrotis…"
One whispered to his companion as the General strode past them. A gurgle came from the Auror as Harry's sword had struck him in the throat as Harry quelled the sound immediately and said.
"Let me pass… I have an appointment with Dumbledore and I will not be late."
With that he cleaned the blade with a rag and smiled, his teeth looking sharper then they usually were, giving him the look of a vampire. They encountered no further problems, Auror's fleeing as they got the information that the General Infusco Necrotis was here to talk to Dumbledore and should be left alone to keep casualties down.
Harry came to the Astronomy tower and exited the door which led to the observation platform, something which was the designated site for the duel. At the current time there was Astronomy to be taught and Harry grinned and just stood to the side.
"Look at the ground, how nice it would be to make sure that every wizard and witch dies from falling down… no offence, my friend… you aren't included with that…:" He looked at the man who he had brought with him, grinning all the while.
Harry turned towards the class and said. "I don't think it will be safe to remain here for much longer, Miss Sinistra… please take your class and get the hell out of here."
His eyes glowed and she recognised him from the general description that went around about him.
The students went away as fast as one of them recognised and shouted that he was Infusco Necrotis... A mad dash for the exit was made by the students and Harry grinned, as he liked anarchy since it made him all the more effective in killing people.
Ten minutes later, the rest of the entourage appeared, looking at the hooded figures standing there. Sirius was with them and spat his name as if it were venom.
"Infusco Necrotis."
Harry looked at the man and said. "Yes… that is my name… Mister Black, what a pleasure to see you once again… and little Edward is here too." He grinned, his mouth being the only thing that they could see.
"Harry, you asked that war criminal to be your second! I thought you knew better then to trust such a Dark Lord in the making!" Sirius his voice rang loud and clear and Harry's smile became a bit wider and he spoke once again.
"My second isn't who you think him to be, mister Black… I can assure you that I did come here with the intent of duelling with at least one of you…"
Eddie took a few steps towards Harry. "I'm not afraid for some phoney who thinks he's better then any of us. I wield the power of the High heavens and even though I've only yet started to learn about it, I almost managed to destroy your pathetic servant which is a brother of mine…"
"Oh? I seem to recall you firing a beam of light at him… did you see the five Lords surround him, Eddie? Did you see how they pumped their blood into his veins, reigniting the darkness within his heart? Face the truth Eddie, there are two sides of the coin. Saviour, Villain, Hero, Conqueror, that is all that there is to him. He's the most powerful Dark Wizard that the Dark Countries have…" With that he smiled creepily and he said. "But now is no time for lengthy conversations… let's duel and settle this matter…"
"You aren't my traitorous brother! He's just sent you to fight me and is too afraid to come himself!"
Eddie shouted at Harry who smiled amusedly at the child, noticing that his mother was also amongst the people who had come to the duel.
"I see that you also brought your mother with you… a shame that such beauty is so enslaved to the Light Side, while we of the Dark Side shall need to go without her beauty…"
"How dare you talk that way about my mother! You animal!"
Eddie was getting angry at the grinning Dark General, his face and other things still hidden behind the clothes.
"She is my mother too, Edward…" With that he lifted the hood and looked straight at his brother with malice visible in his eyes. "She is the one that gave birth to me and I shall not make her a slave to the light Side. Father cast me to the Dark Side where I grew up and was nurtured by those unfortunate to be branded Dark Creatures. I am one of the most powerful people in the world, controlling an army. I have the trust and faith of the Lords of the Countries, making me royalty in the eyes of the common Dark Creatures…"
Shock was visible on everybody's face as he had finally revealed to them who he was, and what he was to the world.
He was the man with the single largest bounty of the Isles of Great Britain on his head… and he was about to duel the Saviour of the Wizarding world…
I hope that this is something that everybody will lover. I hope that everybody liked it because I don't think I will be able to update soon since school is getting me in trouble with their pesky homework and other things that bother me every now and then…
