The Four Steps to Hell

Chapter 6: You Need Not Fret

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Protection will be by your side,

Even as the last tear is cried,

So lose the fear you hold,

And learn again to be bold,

Be free to walk your path,

Escaped finally, his wrath,

And when you reach the end,

The winding path will fork and bend,

Remember the words I told,

So you may stay out of the cold.

-Corvus Nyx

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Harold Julian Nyx, once known as Harry James Potter, awoke the next morning, with his heart racing and fear coursing through his veins. He immediately walked into the living quarters to find, Luther Nyx, his new adopted father sitting there with a newspaper labeled "The World Wide Wizard"

"Good morning Julian, how'd you sleep?" Luther asked him.

"Sir, I-I dreamt of this green light, and a screaming lady." Julian stuttered out.

"Julian, what do you know of recent Wizarding history?" Luther inquired.

"Nothing, I didn't even know that Wizards were real, or magic until, well recently…" Julian said, trailing off.

"You, my boy, are famous in the British Wizarding community for the defeat of the darkest lord, they had seen in a century at the age of one."

"I am?"

"Yes, that's how you got your scar, however, before you defeated the big bad dark lord, your parents were killed defending you. Somehow, no one is sure what happened to do this, but the spell he cast on you bounced off and hit him instead. They call you the boy-who-lived, because you lived the only curse that you can't live after being hit. Its called the Killing Curse. Yet, here you are before me, alive and well." Julian listened with rapt attention and a bit of sincere surprise.

"So far, the only explanation to you living, is a prophecy. Now the man who heard the prophecy originally, believed himself the only one to know it, however, the British were forced to tell the UNM, what they learned and as the Major General, I was made privy to such information."

"Can I hear it?" Julian begged.

"Yes, as it does concern you, you may hear it," He coughed and cleared his throat before beginning, "The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lords approaches, born to those who have thrice defied them, born as the seventh month dies, and both Dark Lords will mark him as their equal, but he will have power the Dark Lords know not, and either must die at the hands of the one for neither can live while the other survives. The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lords will be born as the seventh month dies. " He finished and then gazed at his son.

"What does that mean?"

"It means Julian, that you are the only one able to destroy the Dark Lords. We aren't sure why it is plural only that it is. One of them, is definitely the Dark Lord Voldemort, who we know for a fact isn't dead yet." He informed Julian.

"What power do I have the he doesn't know of?"

"We aren't sure yet, Julian, but I'm sure we will discover it. If you have any more questions my boy, ask me later, we have an appointment with some goblins so that they know you were adopted, plus a blood test after you drink this," Luther said holding up a bottle, "It will add my genes to your other genes and make you look more like a Nyx. I do warn you, we have creature blood in us… so I can understand if you wish not to drink it. We turn at will only of course… but still,"

"What kind of creature?" Julian asked.

"That changes for every person, for instance I am a Haunt. It's like a dog, except it has glowing red eyes, poisonous claws and saliva. It's also an unnatural dark black fur. While on the other hand, my mother was a beautiful fairy, and my father was a giant Scorpian."

"Oh, so its just animals? You don't have things like Vampires or Werewolves?"

"Well Julian, no one has turned into the more powerful creatures in over three hundred years. Once upon a time people in our family were Vampires, Lycans, Elves, and Merefolk, we even had an Angel of Death in the family before. However it doesn't happen anymore Julian."

"Oh, okay,"

"So are you sure you want to drink this potion," He asked motioning to the potion in his hands.

In response Julian took the potion from his father's hands, uncorked it, and promptly downed it, Julian's eyes widen and turned an odd, reddish color before reverting to green. "Did it work?" Julian asked.

"I believe it did Julian… let us go see the goblins now," He grabbed Julian's arm and they vanished, apparating to the Goblin's bank.

They stood then at the recommended apparition landing zone at the American Gringotts. On the floor in a spiral, written in onyx, were the words, "For every greedy man, there is one who wants none, for every man with gold in his pocket, there is one who has none, and for every goblin who works for such a man, there is one who only seethes in envy, that he does not hold such a job. It's a kill or be killed world, of envy and deviance, let the best goblin win."

"Come along Julian, I have requested a meeting with two goblins, one is Griphook and the other is Bloodfang. Be on your best behavior and address them with as much respect as possible."

Julian nodded and followed his father as he walked into a room labled, "Head of Nyx Accounts,"

"Good evening, Bloodfang, as always it is a pleasure, may our transaction be profitable"

"Good evening Lord Nyx, may our encounter flow more gold into the Nyx Vault," Bloodfang then turned awknowledge the shorter human in the room, "And this young man is?"

"The future Lord Nyx, Harold Julian Nyx"

"Good evening to you, Julian Nyx" The goblin said respectfully.

"And to you, honorable Bloodfang." The goblin seemed to smile broader at the manners of the child.

Bloodfang then turned to Lord Nyx, as Luther appeared to had morphed into, Julian hadn't noticed it before but his father was wearing different robes. The robes had an odd crest on it that had a Sword through it and a black helm on the sword, next to the sword two on each side were four creatures a wolf, a bat, a serpent, and a winged lion. It had written under it, 'Protector of Darkness, Knight of The Old, Creature of Hell, From Which Strength Raises To The Bold'

"Why," Bloodfang began, "have you called another goblin to this meeting?" Bloodfang appeared clearly offended by the mere idea of another goblin.

"Because this young man, is only my son through adoption, his old parents have left him something as well and Griphook was their account manager,"

"Very well," The goblin said and walked outside and yelled, "Griphook, you may come in now,"

In walked another goblin, this one had glasses, "Hello, Lord Nyx, may our transcation be profitable,"

"Hello Griphook, may our encounter flow more gold into your personal vault,"

Griphooks face turned more serious now that the formality was over, "Why have I been summoned Lord Nyx?"

"Because you are incharge of my adopted son's accounts,"

"The only account I run is that of the Potters."

"Percisely my point, Griphook, meet my son," He motioned to Julian, "Harold Julian Nyx, although you knew him better as Harry James Potter. I recently adopted him, it was completely legal, he's even taken the blood adoption potion," To say Griphook appeared shocked, would have been an understatement.

"Lord Nyx, he was to remain with his only living relatives,"

"Yes, and they abused, starved and raped him, hence why he is now my son,"

"So, sir, what do you wish me to do, you know you do not control the Potter vaults, only Harry, er Harold, can do that,"

"Actually family tradition says we call him by his middle name, and Julian, will be taught the ways of the purebloods, he will be able to manage his own account in no time. Suffice to say, we need to do a blood test, an abilities test, and well he will also need a summarized list of all he owns. Oh, and can you test for what creature he is?"

"Yes, of course sir," The goblins both said, then slightly glared at eachother.

"Good, good," Lord Nyx pulled out the same dagger he had the day before and Julian held out his hand, Nyx slice open his palm and let it bleed into a cup that the goblins provided.

The goblin then grabbed three parchments and poured some blood on each. The parchments began writing themselves in blood.

The first one said;

The Familial Lordships of Harold Julian Nyx

Potter

Evans

Nyx

Black

Vyper

Lycor

Greander

Vander

"Well, that was unexpected," Luther said.

"What?" Julian asked

"Well the last four names are the founders of the United Nations of Magic. We kind of figured they had all died out,"

"Which means what?"

"Besides being privy to a vast majority of political, magical and capital wealth, not much. At the army training academy, at most you'll just be pushed harder, and have people expect more. Anyways, just look at the next parchment." It was the creature parchment. Oddly enough, it was blank.

"Does that mean I'm not a creature?" Julian asked the goblins.

"We aren't sure, when they aren't creatures, the paper normally says so… it's never been blank before." Bloodfang told him.

"Alright, just look at the last parchment," Luther told his son.

He picked up the final paper, the abilities one and it read;

The Abilities of Harold Julian Nyx

Heightened Strength

Wandless Magic

Fire Elemental

Shadow Magic

Necromancy

Blood Magic Affinity

Parsletounge

The Inaccessible Abilities of Harold Julian Nyx

Velox Cellio Evoluzine

Accelero Quirko

"What are the last two?" Luther asked.

"Sorry sir, we have no idea."

"Alright, well the creature blood maybe hasn't quite settled. Your eyes turned red earlier, so I think it's there, we just won't know for a while."

Griphook walked over and handed Julian a large stack of papers, "Here are all his assets as of right now, and we will send him a monthly update,"

"Good luck training him," Bloodfang said, "And good day to you two,"

The Lord Nyx and the future Lord Nyx, nodded and then went to the apparition area, where they left for home, and then went to bed.