A/N Sorry it took so long to get this up, I have school starting and I had to get ready. Yes, I know how much that sucks, but I'll try not to let it slow me down to much! I've been getting a lot of reviews telling me how much they like Artanis, which is a surprise, since I figured most people would accuse him of being too powerful, and too perfect. Surprise, surprise, people like him more than the other characters! Which makes me sad when I have to tell you, He's not the main character, yes he's an important one, who will be in it a lot, but not all the time? But since people like him so much, I'll do what I can! Oh and to ffefeef, I'm still working on that Charmed Omake, Just keep reading and I'll post it as soon as it's done! Alright than!
(Edit: 1/15/2011)
ON WITH THE STORY
"You know you haven't really made a great first impression…" Artanis stated as they reached the foyer.
"What do you mean?" Harry asked.
"Well so far you've stolen some girl's clothes, got into two fights with your roommate and stormed out on the rest of your peers without a second glance." Artanis replied.
"She had no right to read my letters! Those were private." Harry replied.
"I wasn't defending her!" The walker admitted. "Just telling you to try and open up a bit. Try and make some friends. You can be relatively normal here, go and enjoy it."
Harry sighed. "I'll try…But I am not gonna get along with her though."
Artanis with a wave of his hand spoke and said "Not my job to pick your friends."
Harry nodded. Together the two walked silently toward the dining hall. Suddenly Harry's eyes widened. "What do I tell them about my life?"
Artanis paused and replied "Well I guess that's up to you. You could make something up, but then you'd have to remember it for everyone who asks. You could change the truth so it doesn't mention magic, but then you have to make sure that you change everything correctly or it would just sound weird. Of course you could just claim that you've had a hard life that you're trying hard to forget, but that could very possibly draw more attention to you. I guess it's up to you."
Harry shook his head and sighed. This wasn't going to be easy. "What about you Artanis…?" Harry asked.
"Well I'll tell the truth, at least about me. I'll go along with your story if you want." Artanis replied.
"Thanks for that." Harry muttered.
Artanis shrugged "Too many questions if I didn't."
"True…I guess." Harry looked at the walker. "Are you eating too?"
Artanis looked up at Harry and replied "The professor asked me too. Not that I need to eat but he said it would take attention off of you."
Harry nodded. He watched the Walker silently. Slowly his eyes widened. It couldn't be… That shouldn't be possible… "Artanis" Harry muttered.
"Ya Potter?" the walker asked.
"Uh…do you…why aren't…uh…Did you realize you're not breathing?"
The Walker grinned as turned to look at the young wizard. "I guess I forgot to..."
"…And with that I'd like to welcome our new student and our guest." Xavier said to his students, assembled in the dining room. Various dishes lined the table as the students listened. It was unusual for the professor to hold meetings like this one. A man suddenly stepped into the room, drawing the students' attention to him instantly. His spiked hair, a random mix of black and dark red, adding another three inches to his already impressive height of six feet. At first glance, his eyes seemed a solid black, but when the light hit them they shined a brilliant shade of brown. In each ear was a blood red stone, shining brightly against his pale skin. Dark red robes with black edging, covered the imposing figure, yet they made no noise as he moved.
"Hello my name is Artanis." The man spoke, his voice surprisingly young. "It's nice to meet you. Oh and this is my…" He paused obviously looking for the right words. "My young ward, Harry Potter."
All eyes shifted to the young boy at his side. Short and thin, the boy barley reached the man's shoulders, with pale white skin and mess black hair. The boy could easily pass as Artanis's younger brother. Clad in plain grey sweats and a black shirt then boy was fairly plain. Until his head rose and they were met with a pair of shockingly green eyes glaring at them.
Harry sighed as Artanis stepped into the room. He took a slow deep breath before stepping in behind him. He watched as every student and teacher quickly examined the Walker.
"Hello my name is Artanis." Harry's head dropped. He knew full well what was coming. "It's nice to meet you. Oh and this is my…my young ward, Harry Potter."
Every eye in the room turned towards him. He repressed a shudder as he felt them looking him over. Judging him, making assumptions and forming opinions. He couldn't take it anymore! 'Stop staring at me!' He thought as he met their stares with a glare. Many flinched, quickly averting their eyes, while others looked down, apologetic. He met the eyes of Rain Masters and the glare grew angry, her eyes widened in surprise, before glaring back.
His gaze was broken as Artanis yanked him into a seat; a bored sigh escaped the walker's lips. "Stop causing trouble."
"Arse…" Harry muttered. A few people looked at him questioningly.
Artanis gave him a surprised look before grinning "Peon."
Harry glared at him 'What the hell is a Peon?' He thought "Wanker."
"Dobe" The Walker shouted back.
"Squib" Harry responded, trying to figure out what a dobe was.
"Teme!" The Walker's grin grew more annoying.
"Bint!" Harry was really wondering what these names meant.
"Weasel pray!" Artanis stifled a laugh but the others weren't able to.
'It's a game!' Harry realized and suddenly he grinned. 'I can't lose!' "Bloody nut job!"
"Freudian study!" replied Artanis.
Harry stifled a laugh 'that was pretty good.' "Absent minded idiot!"
"Snake speaker!" replied Artanis.
Harry burst out laughing and was soon joined by Artanis. Soon more people joined in, well those that had figured out the game, even if they didn't understand most of the insults.
"I guess I am!" Harry said in between fits of laughter.
Artanis grinned and nodded "Sorry Potter, but you haven't been to enough places to keep up."
"Not my fault" Harry pouted. "My arguments don't usually get that far before an attack is thrown…"
"You'll learn quickly enough." The Walker grinned.
Soon the room fell into its normal routine. Students talking and eating, Harry himself ate in silence as Artanis picked at his food. Harry shook his head. He hadn't believed that the Walker said that he didn't need to eat or breathe, but at this point he hadn't done either.
"Where are you guys from?" a voice asked.
Harry looked up, his eyes landed on an older student. This student wore red sunglasses despite being indoors. Harry shrugged, "I'm from England."
"Ya and I'm from an entirely different dimension." Artanis said honestly.
Harry rolled his eyes. The man's surprise was visible even through his glasses. Disbelief quickly followed as the Walker's grin never faded. "He's serious" Harry cut in. "He really is from another dimension."
The room fell silent as all eyes turned to the pair yet again. "Bit loud, eh, Potter?" replied Artanis. The boy shook his head silently. Xavier didn't need to read their minds to know what his students were thinking. With a small shake of his head, he turned to the duo and said. "I am afraid that Artanis is being honest Scott, even if he isn't telling you everything."
"There's more to my story?" Artanis asked. Harry was hard pressed to tell if he was serious.
The professor stared at him for a moment before he continued. "Artanis is a being called a Planeswalker. These Walkers have the ability to travel to any dimension that they choose. Apparently he stumbled upon Harry here, who was in a bad situation at the time…" Harry nodded "…and offered to take him here to recover, train and learn."
"Are you a mutant than?" a voice called from further in the room.
Everyone stared at Harry who stared back, trying to fight his blush. "Mr. Potter has the ability to manipulate certain energies that science currently believes can't be touched. Unfortunately he currently requires a focus, mostly for aim, but also because it lessens the amount of concentration required when distracted." replied the professor. To Harry's relief, none of the students questioned the professors explanation. He stifled a laugh; it seemed Artanis was right; it was a very confusing explanation. Hell it was supposed to be his power and he didn't understand it.
Harry ate quietly, the low buzz of teenage conversations filling the room. To his left Artanis was talking to Xavier and a dark skinned woman with white hair, which Harry assumed was a teacher. On his right, a scruffy animal like man was glaring angrily at a bottle of soda. He shook his head and sighed.
"Hey Kid." The man muttered softly. "Chuck told me your story…Said some people are trying to kill you?"
Harry's head shot up quickly. He sighed softly, no one else had overheard. He turned to the man and nodded slowly. "Been trying to for a few years…But they can't get to me here."
The man nodded "That's good…But you can't stay here forever…Can you?"
Harry shook his head "I can't leave my friends to suffer."
The man grinned "Which is why your friend brought you here."
Harry replied "Artanis said a man named Logan would help me learn things my books couldn't teach."
The man laughed. "Kid, I'm Logan."
Harry blushed "Sorry…I didn't know…"
Logan's laughter trailed off in a frown. "Kid, what you apologizin for? It's not like you could'a known that already."
Harry looked down, his face still red. Logan's frown grew. 'The kid just assumes he's done something wrong despite having no way to know ahead of time…' Logan mused.
"Perhaps now would be a good time to introduce you to your fellow students…" Xavier said. Harry looked up noticing that almost everyone had fished their meals. Harry nodded silently, happy for the interruption. "You've already met Logan who also goes by Wolverine. On my left is Ororo Munroe, also known as Storm. "The professor continued as he gestured towards the woman on his left who was dark skinned with white hair."They will be your teachers here while you are here at the academy."
Harry nodded politely to the smiling woman. Behind him he heard Logan grunt. Three teachers for a school filled with a school full of teenagers with strange powers? And why did they all have second names?
"Next to Logan we have Scott Summers, than Sam Guthire, Bobby Drake, Amara Aquilla and Tabatha Smith." Harry nodded to each of them. "And you have already met Rain Masters."
The girl smirked and waved Harry's eyes narrowed. The girl next to her, Tabatha, nudged her and whispered something. Rain blushed and her hand disappeared as both Tabatha and Amara giggled.
"On the other side, next to Ororo we have Kitty Pride, Jamie Madrox, Ray Crisp, Roberto Na Costa, Rahne Sinclair and Jubilation Lee." Finished the professor.
Harry nodded to them as well, four years of scar glancing introductions had made an impact and he had no idea how to react when they didn't look at him as though he was a celebrity.
"What about the empty seats? I can't imagine you entertaining guests on a regular basis." Artanis said as he balanced a knife on his finger tip. With a quick flick, the knife leapt into the air, flipped over, and lanced, once again balancing tip down on his finger.
Harry rolled his eyes as the professor nodded. "Another one of our teachers, Hank McCoy is currently out with two of our students Kurt Wagner and Rouge, and our final student, who you have also met Jean Grey is currently out on a date."
Harry thought for a moment. 'Who else had he met…?' A quick image of throwing a metal tray at a red haired woman crossed his mind and his eyes widened.
"I would imagine she wasn't happy about that…though most people don't like having things thrown at them." The professor said and the room filled with laughter as Harry turned a bright shade of red.
Artanis shook his head. "Come on Potter, we've got more to talk about before I go somewhere else..."
Harry sighed and his face fell. "I hate you." He muttered as he stood to follow.
"I just need to explain a few more things, mechanize a few squirrels, burn a few marshmallows, it won't take long. You can hang out with your new friends as long as you want…AFTER we talk." Replied Artanis.
"What do you want to say now?" Harry asked from his seat on the bean bag chair.
Artanis' eyes floated up glancing at the upside down boy. "Well there are still things you need to know."
Harry rolled his eyes and groaned. "Haven't you said enough for one day?"
"Probably" The Planeswalker conceded. "But that's never been a problem before."
"What else could I need to know?" replied an upset Harry.
"Well for starters, you start your training with Logan tomorrow. There is a good chance Rain will be joining you." Harry scowled. "Next week you will be joining your fellow students at Bayville high school during the…"
"Wait what?" Harry asked, whipping around to stare at him.
"You need to go to school wiz kid. You need the education or it will draw attention to both you and the institute." replied a calm Artanis.
"But I don't know anything about this world! I can't just go to school here." Harry replied.
"Not to mention you've missed four and a half years of school but we can fix that." Artanis responded.
"Really? How?" responded a rather confused Harry.
"Well I could just implant the knowledge in your head…" the Walker grinned up at Harry.
"Then why not just do that for all the information you need to teach me? Then you could just send me back home." replied Harry.
"Well I could but you still need the physical training. Not to mention the drastic personality changes…You'd probably end up like a little clone of me…" the Walker grinned and kicked his legs to the side off the bed. With a thump, he turned his back sliding from the floor to rest against the bed in an impossible move. "I've always wanted a clone that didn't poof away…"
"Right…I'm going to have to decline…" Harry said slowly.
"Pity…Well we could always have Xavier do it, but he can't do the magic stuff because he doesn't know it…And it would be still knowledge, it wouldn't be accessible unless you aimed to remember it directly…"
"That doesn't sound too bad…" Harry said with a pause. 'There has to be more to it than that…'
"Of course it would give you a horrible headache, knock you out for a few days…and may make you prone to nosebleeds whenever you dig out any of those memories…"
"Suddenly that doesn't sound so appealing…" replied Harry grabbing his nose.
Artanis shrugged "Well there is a third option…There's a mutant that can directly insert the knowledge. Basically it will be like you learned it yourself. In fact he said you will have memories, as if you actually went to a school where you were the only student." Artanis smiled slightly
"What's the catch?" Harry asked concerned. The other options weren't all that appealing, but this one seems too good to be true.
"Well again, he can't teach you the magic…or the physical things so you'll still need to read my book, train with Logan and go on your trip… and it will knock you unconscious for about two hours for every year you have to learn…And the actual memories will fade away pretty quick." Artanis replied.
"So I will be out for 8 hours?" Harry asked relived.
"Well 9, this year is half done…" replied Artanis.
"Let's go with that option then." replied Harry.
Just then there was a knock at the door. "Open the door Potter! You can't lock me out of my own room!"
Harry groaned as he rose to his feet. Artanis sat back and grinned as the young wizard opened the door. "You don't need to yell! I'm blind, not deaf!"
The girl glared at him as she pushed past him "Didn't know if you could hear me over your hocus…Holy shit what did you do to my room?"
"That would be me." Artanis said cheerfully waving to her.
"It's…incredible…"stuttered Rain.
The Walker beamed at her. "Oh thank you! I am glad that someone appreciates my work." He shot a glare at Potter who rolled his eyes.
"Well it's very nice…What the screen is for?" she asked.
"Privacy. You can change behind it without Potter watching…" Rain glared at Harry who blushed and looked away. "Unless you want him to, in which case it could make a very nice back drop to strip in front of." It was Rain's turn to blush, her face practically glowing.
"Well I guess I better leave you two to your night. I may or may not be back tomorrow…or whenever, not important…Read that book, train with Logan and get used to your new clothes and home…Oh and…Don't die." with that, the Planeswalker vanished, no lights or sounds, just disappeared as if he never been there.
The two teens stood embarrassed. Suddenly Rain gave a huff and turned towards Harry. "I am not stripping for you!"
"And I am not peeping on you!" he snapped back.
"Then why the hell did your friend give me the screen if he didn't think you'd look?" Rain replied still a bright shade of red.
"Because he's bloody insane!" Harry said loudly.
"Well, that's obvious." Rain said in a matching tone.
"Well at least we agree on something." Replied Harry.
The two fell silent. After a few moments they both turned and walked towards their beds. Harry kicked off his pants and climbed into bed. Quickly Rain ducked behind the screen stepping back out moments later in purple sweats and a white tank top. When they were both settled in, they glared at each other before Harry flipped the lights off without a sound they both went to sleep.
"GOOOOOOOD MORNING BAYVILLE!" A voice tore through the air. Harry's eyes snapped open in shock. "The sky is grey and the snow keeps falling, but the world keeps going forward! Only a week till school starts back up, sure hope you kid's finished all that winter homework!" Harry groaned and covered his head with his pillow as evil laughter filled the air. "But first, we've got a very special song request going out to Harry Potter from your friend Ginny!"
Harry's pillow flew to the floor as he flew to his feet "Ginny!" He shouted angrily.
"Marilyn Manson's I Put a Spell on You! You sure got some weird friends there Potter!"
Harry's eyes practically popped out of his head as a slow drum beat heard filled the air. "What the bloody hell is going on…."
I put a spell on you
Because you're mine.
I can't stand the things that you do.
No, no, no, I ain't lyin'. No.
I don't care if you don't want me
'Cause I'm yours, yours, yours anyhow.
"Where's it coming from?" He muttered franticly as his head darted about, trying to find the music's source. He flinched and covered his ears as a screaming voice tore through the room.
Yeah, I'm yours, yours, yours.
I love you. I love you.
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
"What the hell is this!" He shouted as he whipped around. He spotted the alarm clock on his night stand and dived on it like a predator on the hunt. "Shut up, shut up!" He yelled as a guitar ripped through his ears.
I put a spell on you.
Lord! Lord! Lord!
...'Cause you're mine, yeah.
I can't stand the things that you do
When you're foolin' around.
I don't care if you don't want me.
'Cause I'm yours, yours, yours anyhow.
Yeah, yours, yours, yours!
"Why won't it stop!" He shouted down at the shattered clock. "How does this thing work!"
"It's the stereo, not the clock!" Rain called out from her bed. Harry glanced up to see her curled in a ball laughing. Apparently Artanis had done something to make it so the music would only wake him up, but once she was up she would hear it to.
"Oh that bloody Planeswalker!"
I can't stand your foolin' around.
If I can't have you,
No one will!
I love you, you, you!
I love you. I love you. I love you!
I love you, you, you!
I don't care if you don't want me.
'Cause I'm yours, yours, yours anyhow.
(Marilyn Manson-I Put a Spell on You)
Harry pushed a button, only to flinch and grab his ears as he pushed the volume to the highest level. "God damn it Artanis I don't know how to use this bloody thing!"
The song finally ended, and that annoying voice came thundering through the room again. "And we're back! I must say, Whoever Harry Potter is, I'm glad I'm not you Bro!" Suddenly the sound cut off, and the room was suddenly blessed with silence. Potter slowly pulled a trembling finger back from the red button.
"Artanis!" He groaned out feebly. "This had to be some kind of prank, I just know it!"
Rain was laughing uncontrollably, her arms wrapped around her stomach. "That was the funniest shit I've ever seen!"
"Oh ya, bloody hilarious! So good to know you find my mental and ear trauma is a great big joke!" Harry sat on the floor, arms crossed in front of his chest.
Rain's laughter rang through the room. Harry found it hard to keep from laughing as well. But he wouldn't show her he found it funny; he couldn't let her think she won. Eventually she managed to calm down. "So who's Ginny? You're girl friend back home?"
Harry blanched, his eyes narrowing as he rose to his feet. He silently stomped over to the dresser and started yanking out clothes. "I'd never date that bint. Crazy ass stalker almost got me thrown in jail."
He grabbed a wand from his night stand and pointed it at himself. "Scourgify" he muttered, only to give a small shiver as a silvery light seamed to flow over him. "Oh wow that feels weird…." He muttered as he grabbed the clothes, opened the dresser door, and stepped behind it to change.
"What did you do?" Rain asked as she stretched and stepped out of bed.
"Cleaning spell, it cleans anything and everything instantly." He muttered as he pulled on a pair of loose black cargo pants.
"Think you could do that for me?" She asked, as she started dressing behind the screen.
"Not a good idea…" He muttered as he stumbled back a bit, pulling a loose fitting t-shirt over his head, a black dragon glaring out from his chest.
"Why not? Afraid I can't take your mystical magical powers?" she taunted as her tank top landed on the floor next to the screen.
"That's not it at all!" he snapped as he pulled a black belt on, an X shaped belt buckle snapping closed.
"Then why not? Are you just being a stubborn ass? Refusing to use it just to spite me?" She growled out.
"Fine! If you want it that bad, get out here and I'll do it!" Harry snapped as he tied the laces on his black boots. "Why the hell are all these clothes black?" He muttered to himself. "What the hell was Artanis thinking? I look like one of those weird punk kids that always hang out at the high school…"
"Give me a sec!" She called as she pulled shirt on. After a moment she stepped out from behind the screen, a purple knee length skirt floated over a pair of tight, black jeans. A purple bra strap hung off her arm, sticking out of the black tank top. Harry's eyes were drawn to the small round stone in her belly button before she pulled a black zip up sweat shirt on, the words 'Rise' and 'Against' on either side of the zipper. "Stop staring wiz kid, this ain't a free show."
Harry stuttered for a second before stepping over and aiming his wand. "I warned you…." He muttered as he swiped it through the air. "Scourgify"
Rain's eyes bugged and she shivered, as silver light spread over her. She gave a soft 'Eep' before it finished. The two stood silently for a moment before she finally looked at the blushing boy. "When you said it cleans anything and everything…"
He nodded sharply "I meant it cleans EVERYTHING…."
The young girl blushed and looked away. A few more moments of awkward silence went by before she turned back to him. "Why didn't you warn me!"
Harry sputtered for a moment before he met her glare. "I did!"
"No you didn't! You didn't say anything about what it did!"
"I told you it cleans everything, and I tried to talk you out of it!"
"You should've told me why!"
"And how would I do that?" He snapped, crossing his arms.
Rain opened her mouth to speak, but froze, and closed it with a snap. She glared angrily at him before turning and storming out of the room. "Should've warned me…." She muttered, before disappearing down the hall.
Harry shook his head and sighed. "What is wrong with that girl…" He muttered as he grabbed the long leather jacket from the dresser door. His eyes widened slightly at the weight, surprised at how heavy the simple coat was. With a frown he pulled in on and walked from the room, the door clicking shut behind him.
"This house is confusing…" he muttered as he slowly stepped into the kitchen, only to freeze. In front of him stood a tall, blue elf thing….
Said Elf had looked up as he stepped in, it's eyes wide. "Guten Morgen" It said softly.
Harry blinked "A blue, German speaking elf?" he muttered softly "Right, ok, I can accept that." He said as he stepped into the room. "Morning." He said simply.
The Elf thing seamed to relax slightly. "You're not afraid of me?" It asked timidly.
"Do you intend to eat me?" Harry asked as he opened the fridge.
"Never!" The elf thing said, looking offended.
"Do you intend to cause me serious injury in an attempt to keep me from dying?" Harry asked, as an image of Dobby, the overly enthusiastic house elf, came to mind.
"I...No…I mean…Wait what?" Came the confused response.
Harry laughed lightly "It's a long, complicated story…It's not important. My name's Harry, Harry Potter." He held his hand out to the blue elf.
"Kurt, Kurt Wagner…" The Elf, now known as Kurt said, shaking his hand.
Harry smiled and grinned "So why would I have been afraid of you?"
Kurt grinned slightly "Most people are afraid when they first see me…I'm not exactly normal looking…." He sounded embarrassed.
Harry shook his head "You're a fuzzy blue elf with a long tail…It's like something out of a children's story, not something scary."
Kurt gave a big smile "Never heard that one before. I've heard demon a few times, and Logan always calls me an elf…."
Harry shook his head and closed the fridge door. "Anything to eat in this place?"
Kurt blinked "wow, most new students tend to be a lot more….Polite when they first get here…It usually takes them a long time to get that comfortable."
Harry sighed "Didn't have the best wakeup call…." He muttered.
Seeing that the dark haired boy didn't want to explain, the blue mutant nodded and grabbed a packet of Pop tarts, which he handed to Harry.
"Thanks Kurt…" He said as he tore it open and started to eat.
"Potter!" A voice growled, causing both boys to jump, and turn to the door. Harry's eyes widened as he met Logan's stare. "Hurry up and eat kid, you're mine all morning, you're gonna need it." With that the man walked away, an evil laugh following as he did.
"Oh man….You have training with Wolverine first thing?" Kurt asked, concern evident.
"Ya…" Harry muttered, suddenly very concerned for his own wellbeing.
"Well, it was nice knowing you…"
A/N Alright, I know I don't normally put a second note at the bottom, but I felt I should say this again. The song is Marilyn Manson-I Put a Spell on You I don't own it, I'm just borrowing it. Thank you, and Look for the next chapter soon!