Harry Potter and the Sith Lord
Ch.2 The Sith Lord
Harry and the Dursleys rushed out the door, they saw a trail of smoke frome the sky and into a nearby park. Vernon looked at Harry with a venomous glare. Harry knew he thought that this was somehow his fault. Harry wished he knew what it was. One of his neighbors came out, "Did you see that!" he exclaimed. "I bet it was one of those UFO's your always hearing about." Dudley hid behind his mother, looking like a scared child. A police officer approched the neighborhood and told them to return to their homes and they obeyed.
Flower woke up, with a sharp pain in her leg. Her leg was broken. Using the Force she opened up the cockpit, and crawled out. She fell and hit her shoulder. She winced in pain and stood to see a man staring at her. "What...what are you?" he said in a strange accent, but was definitly speaking Basic. Intrigued, she reached out with the Force and tried to feel his thoughts. He called the language English, and from his memories, deemed the planet VERY primitive. "Damn!" she thought. "Now how am I supossed to get back?" She waved her hand in front of him. "You have saw nothing." she said. "I saw..nothing..." he repeated as she made her escape. She ducked through backyards and allys when her pain took over. It was bloody, and a bone stuck through. It would take awile to heal, even with the Force. Her pack had some bandages, so she applied them and jumped over one more fence to try and find a place to rest, but she collapsed in the yard, but not before senseing a strong Force presence coming towards her. She looked up and saw a young man with messy black hair and green eyes. "Are you okay?" he asked as she passed out.
Harry looked at the young lady now sprawled out on his couch. She wore robes, but unlike any wizard he had ever seen. They were all black, much like that of a ninga, but with a cloak. Instead of a wand, she hand a strange flashlight like device. He was surprised by Vernon's kindness, and for whatever reason he insisted on being by her side. Petunia seemed livid about this. Flower's eyes slowly opened. Her eyes got wide and she yelled, "Where am I?" Vernon was taken aback. "Ahh...Well you were hurt, and..." Petunia eyed him sharply. She saw her leg, it was freshly bandaged. She took note of the large man next to her, and she reached into his mind with the Force and felt his...carnal desires for her. Upon inspection of who she sensed was his wife, she knew why. Next, a burly boy who seemed to be a smaller, if only slightly, version of the man who had the same eye for her. She through back her flowing red hair and said, "Well, I thank you for your hospitality..." She would kill them all later, but first...the last boy, the Force was strong with him yet he seemed not to know. She must know who he is. "Boy," She said in a curt tone. "What is your name?" Flaberghasted, he said "Harry Potter ma'am..." She started to ask another question when interupted. "You seem tired," Vernon said. "Why dont you rest in Harry's room?" He said in an uncharacteristically sweet voice. Her blue eyes gave him a cold glare, "Yes...I need rest." He reached to give her a hand but she withdrew. "I think Harry should take me to his room." Disapointed he walked over to Harry and whisper, "Do as she says boy, but dont try any of your funny stuff...I dont want her thinking were all weirdos..." He helped her up and to his room. He made his bed on the floor while she lay on his bed. "You sound American, is that where your from?" Harry asked. "I...I am from somewhere, far far away..." she replied. Harry looked at her, "California?" She laughed. She had not laughed in a long time. Her hate had consumed her for so long that she had forgotten joy. "Why are you helping me?" Harry turned to her. "Because its the right thing to do." She smiled. He sounded just like a Jedi. "Your different, I can sense it." she said. Taken back, Harry said, "No, Im perfectly normal!" She sat up, "No...you are strong...Strong in the Force." Puzzled, Harry asked, "What is that?" She scoffed. "Even on this primitive world you should know of the Force." Harry looked confused, so she decided to show him. She reached out with the Force and felt his trunk and lifted it to the foot of the bed. Harry's jaw dropped. "How...how...are you a witch?" She smirked, "I am a Sith..."