An: I own nothing; this is a Van Helsing/Harry Potter with some x-men twist to it. It was inspired by the one shot Echoes by ToTheBeatofMyOwnDrummer. Also child abuse mentioned. Also I apologize if I offend anyone with the religious aspect of the story. also this is very Au and most of the characters are OOC.

Harry Van Helsing

(1890)

"Well Harahel what would you like for your seventh birthday?" Gabriel asked with an arched brow. He knew Harry would ask to go with him on some of his missions. As much as Gabriel would have loved to have Harry with him, he knew that it was too dangerous for the boy.

"You won't let me come with on missions till I am older. I think I would like a set of the hand blades you use." Harry said with a hopeful look in his eyes. Gabriel smiled at Harry before sighing

"Alright I will have Carl make a set small enough for you to practice with." Gabriel said ruffling Harry's hair, who huffed in irritation. Ever since his hair had grown out, Harry had taken great pains to make sure it looked just like Gabriel's.

"Thank you daddy. When are we going to train together some more?" Gabriel caught the sadness in the boy's voice, and sighed.

"As soon as they give me a break in between missions. In fact I am going to speak with them about a little time off." Harry practically jumped into Gabriel's arms he was so happy.

"Can we get something to eat now?" Gabriel chuckled at his son's very large appetite. Harry giggled when Gabriel's stomach made it's thoughts known.

"Yes I would say the sooner the better."

"So I ended up with my first set of the hand blades like Father's. That was the same set you first learned on." Harry said as he dug into his pasta primavera. Akihiro nodded as he scooped up a large bit of his Tuscan steak.

"Did you learn most of the weapons from him or from his instructors?"

"Both, but of course I liked learning from father the best." Harry paused to drink some more and took a couple of mouth full's more. "Father was true to his word. I was not allowed to go on missions till I was ten."

(1893)

"So Harahel you got your heaviest jacket packed? Russia is very cold this time of year." Gabriel said as he packed as well. Harahel sighed loudly, before answering his father.

"Yes, father. Carl also gave me two silver stakes, for emergencies. I also know that I am to stay in the church at all times, you do not want the werewolves using me against you."

"Well you certainly seem to know everything now don't you?" Gabriel said with his fist on his hip and a smirk on his face. "But you should have asked me about the stakes. I would have had him give you at least five." Harry glanced at his father to see if he was kidding, but saw that he was not. He gulped loudly.

"Is this mission really that dangerous?"

"Yes, Harahel this is the duty that our family has. We protect the innocent from the darkest things that have every walked the face of the earth."

"Yes, father." Harry said gravely.

"This above all else is our duty to the world. We are the ones with the ability to protect so we are entrusted with this."

"I will not forget father."

"So it took a few weeks to get to Tsaritsyn, near the Volga River. He did not have too much trouble dispatching the pack that was there, I got to help a little. About half way through a very intense fight father ran out of silver stakes. I was of course not where I was supposed to be, thank God. I had several stakes and killed my first werewolf."

"How angry was father?"

"Aki, he was proud of me for helping him but, I scared him half to death with my little stunt. I got my first real punishment that night." Harry said lost in his memories.

"He beat you didn't he?"

"Beat? Never! Spanked? Yes. I told you Aki, I scared him far more then I scared myself. Once he was done he explained to me that although we are hard to kill, it is not impossible. Once I understood why he was so scared, I became terrified at what I had done."

"So what happened after the mission?" Aki asked bringing the conversation back on track.

"I got to go to a real theater; I don't remember the play we saw. I didn't care, I was with father after a hunt and I was on top of the world."

(1898)

"I am reluctant to let you go on this hunt, Harahel. I know I promised you that you could start hunting with me but, I am your father and I would be remiss in my duty if I was not fearful of your safety."

"I understand father, but do you think it is any easier for me to stay here while you risk you life? I am just as fearful of your safety as you are mine. Besides Carl, I don't trust anyone else to watch your back for you."

"Harahel you wrong the Knights of the Holy Order. They are all excellent warriors and our brothers in arms."

"I am not faulting them father. But, if you ordered them to leave you in a battle that you cannot win, they would leave you there. I will not lose another family, I can't." Gabriel put an arm over Harry's shoulders.

"I know son. I will not leave you; I am much harder to kill than that." Gabriel said with a cocky smirk.

"As am I father." Harry smirked back.

"So you were fifteen when he let you hunt with him. What were you going to hunt?"

"We were hunting Red Caps. One in particular, it was vicious and attacked anyone dumb enough to get near."

"Did either of you get hurt?"

"No, a couple of close calls for both of us. But we got rid of the infestation, and the village returned to normal activity. My worst hunt ever was when I was twenty; it was my first solo hunt. They sent me up against, of all things a vampire."

An: So hope you like. R&R, guys I see you reading any feedback would be good. Please ^,,^. Sorry for this taking so long lost my outline.