Half Black
An Omake by Awlric Hayell
A/N: A Make a Wish omake that I'm hoping somebody runs with and makes a story out of. (A/N/N: only partly finished)
Harry paused in his perusal of the Black Island Library. He had been thinking about the 'vacation' that landed him a gig as his world's Death and the title of most feared man to walk the earth: ever. It had been a long journey, and taken him through many places—in and out of this universe—but it was worth it for the memories.
"You know what?" He said to himself.
"What?" Said a voice from behind him.
Immediately, Harry dove sideways out of his seat, wand already out and his favorite spell on his lips when he recognized the shapely form of the Doctor, who hadn't even flinched. "You surprised me, Doctor."
A thin eyebrow raised ever so slightly. "Indeed. Do you have a moment?"
Harry dusted himself off and gave a jaunty salute. "Always, doc. What do you need?"
Chuckling at the obliviously powerful man's antics, The Doctor handed him a list. "I'm working on another project with the nundu right now, so I can't spare any time. Would you get these books from Dr. Ono Tofu? He's an old colleague of mine."
Harry smiled as he grabbed the list. "Of course, doc. Where does Doc Tofu live, anyhow?"
"Nerima-shu, Tokyo, Japan."
"Hmm," Harry pondered. That name seemed familiar to him, but he couldn't remember why. "Alright, I can do that. Perhaps I can see a little more of Japan then I did last time." He turned and walked through the door, almost running into Henchgirl on the way out. "Ah! Sorry, Henchgirl."
"Mr. Black! I've been looking for you!" Henchgirl said excitedly, bouncing from one foot to the other.
Weary of her behavior, Harry decided to approach the subject with caution and subtlety. "What does the professor need me to test this time?" Well, at least with as much subtlety as he had.
"Come on! I'll show you!" With that, she grabbed him by his coat and ran through the halls with him trailing behind her.
(At the lab…)
Henchgirl halted suddenly in front of a door reading "The Lair", a ruffled Harry hanging from her hands by the back of his coat. "Now be very quiet, Mr. Black. We have proper procedure for this." With that, she kicked in the door and yelled authoritatively, "THIS IS A RAID! COME OUT WITH YOUR HANDS UP!"
The professors diminutive form popped out from behind a large cabinet with a…large red button? "YOU'LL NEVER TAKE ME ALIVE!!!!" He screamed back before pushing the button. Harry and Henchgirl cringed, waiting for something to happen. After a minute of silence, they looked back at the Professor, who was looking at the button in confusion. "Huh. Must not have wired it correctly."
Harry quietly released himself from Henchgirl's grip. "I know I'm going to regret asking this, but what is that button supposed to do?"
The Professor grinned lopsidedly, looking quite insane in the process. "I can't remember. It came to me in a dream and I forgot it in another dream."
Harry pinched the bridge of his nose in exasperation. "So why were you using it like it would set off some spectacular explosion?"
Shrugging, the Professor turned to Henchgirl. "Go find the thing, from the place with stuff. You know where."
"Aye aye, mon capitan!" Henchgirl replied cheekily before running off to the depths of the lab. Harry stared at the Professor levelly.
"You still haven't answered my question, you know."
"Of course I haven't," the Professor stated, looking at his watch.
"So?"
"So what?"
"So are you going to answer it?"
"Hmm…" the Professor adopted a thinking pose for a moment before answering. "Nope."
"Gah!" Harry's eyebrow started twitching and a vein popped out on his forehead in his annoyance with the mad inventor.
"I've got it Professor!" Henchgirl called out as she approached, wildly waving around an umbrella.
"Excellent." The Professor grabbed the umbrella and brandished it like it was a sword. "This!" He said, raising it above his head like a conquering hero, "Is the Weather Machine!" KRAKOOM! A burst of thunder sounded in the background as Henchgirl and Harry applauded politely.
Harry plucked it out of the eccentric scientist's hands and started inspecting it. "So what does the weather machine do?"
"It controls the weather." The professor stated matter-of-factly.
"Well, technically," Henchgirl interrupted, "It only controls the rain."
"Yes, I was getting to that." The Professor huffed. "I-" Henchgirl jabbed him in the ribs with an elbow. "I mean, We imbued it with weather magic keyed to rain. If you open it, it rains. When you close it, the rain goes away."
Harry blinked. "…Why would I ever want to make it rain?"
Professor and Henchgirl stared at him in confusion. "Why not?" the Professor started.
"This way you're always prepared." Henchgirl finished.
"Also," she continued, grabbing the umbrella from Harry. "You can do this." Sensing what she was about to do, the Professor quickly cast water-proofing charms on all of his sensitive equipment. Henchgirl opened the umbrella.
A few minutes later, she closed the umbrella, perfectly dry, and smiled at a soaked Harry. "What do you think, Mr. Black?"
Harry examined himself curiously. "Interesting. You've outdone yourself." He cast several drying charms on himself, and looked back up. "Can't think of what I would use it for, but it would probably be good for a laugh.
"Where are you off to this time, Mr. Black?" the Professor inquired curiously.
"Tokyo, Japan." Harry responded, dropping the umbrella into his pocket. "I'm dropping something off for the Doctor and then doing some more sightseeing."
"Ooh!" Henchgirl squealed excitedly. "Can you get me an autograph from one of those Sailor Senshi I've heard so much about?"
Harry blinked. Hnechgirl was a fangirl? "Umm…I'll see what I can do."
"Yay!" Henchgirl started bouncing around the lab like a schoolgirl on crack.
Harry looked at the Professor, bewildered. "Did you know about this?"
The Professor blinked and scratched his balding head in confusion. "I don't know what I know anymore."
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Up at the gates of Time, Sailor Pluto was kicking back and relaxing with a cup of Neptunian tea. She really had nothing to do but wait until the Great Freeze so that Crystal Tokyo could be established. So, in the meantime, she was taking a well deserved break. "Mmm. Neptune really did know its tea." She mused as she sipped calmly and watched Chibi-Usa's antics in the Gates. "Heh. Silly Rabbit. Tricks are for kids." Suddenly, all the alarms went off. Warning lights were flashing, Klaxons were blaring, and dials were spinning. Pluto spit out that last sip of tea in a spit-take. "What the-?!"
She teleported to the gates, leaving her cup of tea to shatter on the floor. "Crystal Tokyo at 10%, no, 90%, no, 42%, why is it fluctuating so much?!" She scanned the back frequencies, searching for something, anything, to give her a clue as to what just fucked up. Then, just as she was about to search the future, she caught a glimpse of someone and paled. "Oh no." She couldn't see his face clearly, but he was wearing a large pack and appeared to be looking at a map. "Not him. Anyone but him." He stiffened, then sharply turned and looked directly at her. Gasping, Pluto shut the gates. "This…is bad."
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Ryouga glared at the bird that dared to disturb him from his angsting with its cheerful song. "Damn bird. Ruined a perfectly good funk. RANMA SAOTOME, THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT!!!!!!"
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KABAM! Akane just flattened Ranma with a streetsign. "Ranma! Stop picking on Ryouga!"
Ranma just looked at her, confused. "But Ryouga's nowhere near here right now."
Akane blinked. "Really? Well...stop being perverted!"
"But-"
Akane just glared at him. "You were thinking something perverted just now, weren't you?"
Ranma glared back at her. "Ya uncute tomboy. Of course I wasn't thinking anything perverted." 'Except about Kasumi working around the house naked….wait, what?'