The Four Steps to Hell
Chapter 7: So, as You Vanish Into the DawnFSTHFSTH FSTHFSTH FSTHFSTH FSTHFSTH FSTHFSTH FSTHFSTH FSTHFSTH FSTHFSTH FSTHFSTH
The dawn seems to rise, then fall,
Just obeying one man's call,
I know you wish to vanish.
From this land we banish,
A glimmer of hope,
If only, you could cope.
-Corvus Nyx
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A man with a white beard, odd looking clothing and twinkling eyes sat silently in his office, gazing at the wall of portraits, as he did every morning. He smiled to himself before turning to what appeared to be hundred of nick-knacks with a giddy look on his face. As he gazed at thing-a-ma-boppers and watcha-ma-jigits, his face turned into a scowl once it laid its eyes on a particular one. It was giving off an odd purple glow. The old man appeared suddenly angry and frightened, he immediately stood and walked towards the fire place, throwing down some dust and shout, "Number 4 Privet Drive!" And from the front of the fire place, he vanished.
He soon arrived at a house, Harry James Potter, knew very well, as it was, he lived there. The old man stormed out of the fire place, to find a very surprised, Vernon Dursley.
"I thought you said you wouldn't bother us if we kept him, Dumbledore!" Vernon yelled.
The old man, now known as Dumbledore simply glared at the man and said quite condescendingly, "I am here because the charm I have monitoring his health while he is here, it's color changed. May I see him?" Vernon shook his head.
"No you can't he is in his cupboard for missing behaving," Vernon looked scared though, very scared, so the old man quickly caught the fatter man's eyes and from there, he saw what he needed to know.
Dumbledore smirked and turned to leave, however as he stood at the fireplace he said one last comment, "I am very pleased with your treatment of the boy, and do not think I am ignorant of the abuse nor of the rape, continue doing as such, and I shall not return unless his color changes once more." With that Dumbledore through down more dust into the fire place and yelled, "Hogwarts, Headmasters Office" Then vanished.
Vernon Dursley, stood there with a smirk on his face his fat face began to then giggle. By the time Petunia, his wife, can to check on him he was full out laughing, his face even changing colors a bit.
"What honey?" Petunia asked him.
"Dumbledore," He laughed harder, "Encouraged," He giggled and finally calmed down, "Dumbledore encouraged us to beat the boy. In fact, I'd say he is up for another beating." So Vernon headed to the cupboard, opened it, and there he found… nothing. Harry James Potter was nowhere to be found.
"What the," Vernon said when he reached an empty cupboard, "Petunia, did you send him out?"
"No dear, I didn't"
"Fuck, he is missing," Vernon swore.
Meanwhile, on the other side of the earth, was Harry Potter.
"Bravo 511," Said a man in a black robe with red trim who began making hand motions, "Head out boys."
They were standing in a building with about 20 places to hide and other people on the other side. In the middle of the room, unbeknownst to the men, laid a boy, sound asleep.
Forward moved 5 men in maroon robes with black trim moved led by the man with a black robe and red trim. "Johnny, go around back, see if you can catch them off guard," He informed one of them men. They nodded and moved along the wall to the other side where he spotted more men. These men were in white robes with golden trim. One man was in a gold robe with white trim. He walked forward and started speaking gibberish, the men all nodded and immediately began moving.
Johnny, as it seemed moved forward until he got to the center of the room and shot a green spell at a man in a white robe. The man fell to the ground and two more replaced him firing at Johnny who ducked and dodged. He rolled to the middle of the room, pulling a gun out as he rolled, aimed his wand, and his gun pulled the trigger and shot one of them while a green spell hurled at the other.
Johnny then turned around to motion the team when he noticed the boy. "Halt, everyone, stop the practice!" Johnny yelled. "A civilian is here," Everyone, black and white robes, walked out and looked to find a child.
"I'll take him to the infirmary," Johnny said, "You guys go inform the Captain, he'll know what we need to do." He ordered everyone.
Johnny then swooped the boy in his arms and walked him over to the infirmary. Where Harry laid for 2 days, before waking up.
Harry woke up coughing and scared, "Luther!" Harry yelled.
Luther came running, "What's wrong?"
"I had a bad dream, this man Dumbly something, he he encouraged my unlce to do, bad things to me. I then was in this like room thingy, where people were fighting."
"What people?"
"People in white and black robes were fighting each other, then a nice man picked me up and took me to the infirmary. His name was Johnny."
"I don't know about the first part kiddo, but we did find you in the training room in middle of a session, and Johnny really did take you to the infirmary."
"Oh, when will I be able to do what they did?"
"He is just a private, a promising one but a private none-the-less, when you turn 8, I'm going to enlist you for training. You'll become a soldier in no time, most people aren't enlisted until they are 15 to 20."
"Go back to bed Julian,"
