Violent Tendencies
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I hope you all enjoy this chapter.
Chapter 5: Lines
(Five weeks later)
The papers Ashe, Shelley and Harry had worked on so carefully had finally gone through. And quite smoothly at that. So as of this moment Harry was now Helix and the old Harry Potter no longer existed, presumed dead in a staged car crash.
Once the news report had been filed and the site of the scene thoroughly examined the wizarding world was thrown into a state of mourning. Harry Potter, The Boy-Who-Lived, was dead. Their young savior, the child of the Light, Lily and James son was gone forever.
It set everyone into quite a frenzied shock.
So meanwhile the wizarding world was mourningand in a state of utter chaos, Helix, Ashe and Shelley were quite busy getting everything ready for Helix to start going back to school and to start learning the ways of the Evans Clan.
Not to become like them but to be able to be knowlagable of their ways and customs therefore allowing him the ability to stay away and to hold his own against them if necessary.
As the weeks of training went by, Ashe soon figured out that Helix was a prodigy. He took to armed combat, unarmed combat, strategy, and infiltration like no one he had ever seen before. For a five year old to show this much aptitude was unheard of. All in all if the clan had ever gotten ahold of him and had started training him he would have been completely unstopable.
Truth be told it scared Ashe sometimes that Helix could do things so well. He wasn't scared of the boy, he was scared of what he could become. Thank god he and Shelley took him out to have fun and still be a normal kid. Although Ashe had caught him analyzing the other kids sometimes.
Standing in the training room Ashe watched Helix go through his Tie Kwon Doe stances. It was good to get him started so young. His body was most flexible at this stage and could become more adept to fighting.
Petunia stood in her kitchen getting breakfast ready. Vernon and Dudley would be waking soon and she needed them to be ready. Vernon and her had to start training Dudley.
No matter what Dudley was going to be ready when the time came for him to take his place as one of the head family members.
They would all be ready and that ..thing, would finally meet its maker.
Frowning as she turned on the blender and poured in some strawberries and watched as they were mercilessly ripped and shredded to bits.
Watched as the red juices bleed into the milk and cream, imagining it was that brats blood being mixing in the blender.
A smile over took her features and as her family came down the stairs to the kitchen she turned to them both as they stopped in their tracks to peer at her.
A shudder ran down their spine.
The look on her face spoke of utter madness.
A look Vernon hadn't seen since the night Lily had died and they had opened the door to find a baby on their doorstep.
A look Vernon had hoped to never see again.
2 Years later (Helix 7 yrs old)
Helix stood infront of Ashe his arms posed watching every move every twitch he made waiting to see which way he would attack so he could counter attack.
They had been at this for 3 hours and they showed no signs of stopping. Well at least until they both passed out from exhausion.
Shelley sat on the porch watching them train. It was a miracle they had found Helix when they did. Just thinking about how thin and frail He was and compared to now. He was now a healthy, strong, and smart young boy. She smiled at that thought. Standing up she decided to end their exercise, by means of dinner.
Calling them in they both relaxed and followed after her. Helix tagging Ashe ran away laughing, the tense moment of their fighting forgotten, into the house and into the bathroom to wash up slamming the door closed before Ashe could slip in.
Stopping just in time to not slam into the door, Ashe banged on it and yelled through the door. "You may have one this time..."
"What do you mean this time?" Helix shouted back through gails of laughter. "I've won the past 2,349 times too."
A grimince passed over Ashes face. "How you won those time I will never know, you cheater!"
A sound of indignation shot out of Helix's mouth. Turning to pierce the door with his patented Evan glare he shot Ashe a dirty look. "I do not cheat!" he paused for a second to dry his hands before opening the door and walking passed Ashe. "You're just old." he finished slyly before darting back down the hall into the kitchen.
Ashe stood there dumbfounded. His hand streched out to the bathroom door a look of utter disbelief across his face.
"Why you rotten little brat!" He exclaimed.
Laughter erupted in the kitchen at his outburst.
But not just Helix's. Nope it was Shelley's laughter too.
"Oh come on! Not you too Shell?"
Shelley poked her head through the doorway leading down the hall and peeked at the stunned Ashe. Her face broke into a wide cheshire grin. "Hurry up old man dinner's getting cold."
Ashe sputtered.
Throwing his hands into the air he signed in defeat. " Fine. Fine. This ...old man is just gonna wash up and plot his revenge against his son and Shelley, but thats okay." he mumbled to his reflection in the mirror as he washed his hands.
Walking back down the hallway Ashe stood in the doorway leading into the kitchen and watched Helix and Shelley eat. It was a comforting feeling knowing that they Helix was safe and in good health.
Ashe shuddered to think what kind of condition he would've been in if he had stayed with those Dursley's. Just by the way he had looked when he first found him was enough of a clue to what his future would've been. He probably would've eventually died or been so weak and broken he would've been as good as dead.
Shaking his head a little he brought himself out of those thoughts and sat down at the table.
Now was not the time to be thinking about bad things.
He should just be gratefull they found him in time and helped him get better.
He was so happy now. His smile a far cry from that nonexistant dead featured face and fearfull green eyes.
Ashe looked over at Shelley and caught her eye. Not a word verbally passed between them. But the unspoken words rang loud and clear.
They were both glad Helix was with them.
* two weeks later*
Ashe, Shelley and Helix were all walking down Knockturn Alley, doing some shopping for some hard to come by potion ingredients, keeping to themselves when a group of 6 men and 3 women krept out of the shadows and surrounded them, wands drawn and poised at their faces and chests the ring leader took a step forward and addressed Ashe.
"Good evening, Sir." The man snarled."Now as you can see you three are completely surrounded and well lets just say it would be best for you to hand over any valuable items on you."
He looked at Helix and a odd glint came into his eye. "And I'll be takin the youngin' as well."
The group jeered at this comment.
"He is a mighty pretty one." A woman called out. "Just look at those beautifull Emerald eyes of his."
Shelley started to walk towards the woman who spoke, a look of fury across her face she, but was held back by Ashe.
"Ley me go Ashe." Shelley snarled. " That...woman ...has to pay. She will not lay a hand on my boy."
"I know Shelley." Ashe relpied holding her back. "But it's okay. We'll just give them our money okay."
Ashe turned to the leader, "We'll give you our money okay, just please don't take my son."
The man sneered as the gang laughed. "Of course we won't take the child. " he stopped to look at the woman who spoke. " But you see my lovely lady over their really likes your kids eyes. Now I gotta admit he's got some pretty gem quality peekers right there in that noggin of his."
Ashe stilled at those words, Shelley tensed in his arms, and Helix stared at the people around him, calculating their every movement.
A sigh passed through Helix's lips and his shoulders slumped, a look of complete defeat and fear passed through his features and his eyes became as wide and as innocent as a doe. " Papa? Mama?" He called looking at their faces, before turning to the leader and walking towards him, a slight giddy feeling running through his veins making every thing sharper more clear. A tint of red began to cover his vision, and every step he took towards the man his mind became more blank save for one nagging insistant feeling deep in the recesses of his young mind.
It was an urge he hadn't felt since the day he woke up in Ashe's house.
He wanted to kill them. To feel their blood soak his clothes and paint the cobbled alley they were in.
He could do it.
All he had to do was get closer.
And they would be his.
All that blood would be his.
The leader looked at the young child walking slowly up to him. His woman was right the child's eyes were magnificent. And his skin. Oh his ivory skin, so touchable, so kissable, so damn markable and fragile. He would enjoy running his knives down his body.
But something was off about him.
He just couldn't wrap his head around the fact that the child was coming closer to him. Why wasn't he running to his parents? Why weren't his parents trying to stop him? To at least protest his movement and to come closer to them?
Something was very wrong with this picture.
But hey who was he to look a hinky punk in the mouth. A gift was a gift and this was one hell of a gift.
Still though, There was something really wrong with this child.
He was... he gave of the air of barely contained bloodlust...it was nervewracking.
But he's just a child.
A child and nothing less.
Innocent and defenceless.
But...
The man shook his head. Trying to shake the uneasy feeling in his gut.
Watching the little boy walk closer he finally smiled. "Thats right little boy come here."
The woman, Shelley, called to the boy. Trying to get him to come back to them.
He didn't listen. He just kept on moving towards him.
Turning towards the men and women in his group he gave the signal before turning back to his two victims. " Well guys it was nice knowing ya'll. But now were finished." Nodding his head he then said, " Kill them. Well loot their bodies."
Looking back down at the child he reached to pick him up when a flash of silver crossed his eyes followed by excruciating burning pain and something warm flowing down his left arm.
He looked down at his arm and his missing hand. "How?" he began stopping when a knife flashed again and his head fell off.
His last thought was, " But he's just a defenseless child...he couldn't possiblely have...stabbed me..."
It was as if the air around them exploded in a fury breaking all tension as everyone began fighting.
Helix, as small as he was weaved in and out of their attackers. Slicing and cutting through their bodies as if they were nothing but warm butter.
Limbs fell and people gaped in shock.
A universal thought flowing through each and every mind. This is not possible. No child should be able to kill so many with the slightest of ease...
He's not human.
Ashe and Shelley both joined in as well disarming and killing as many as possible. Their attackers could not be allowed to live after witnessing Helix, a child, fight with such skill no child should ever possess.
The possibility of it getting back to the Evans Clan was too big.
And that could not happen for all their sakes.
Helix danced around the people, his mind fully incapable of logic or reason. The only thing he saw was blood. The only thing he felt was bloodlust and adrenaline.
It didn't matter who it was. Or what. Female of male. He was going to kill it. He had too.
So he danced and weaved. Cutting through them with ease. Just following the lines on their bodies.
They were covered in lines. And blurry dots...He must hit them.
It was breath taking, all consuming. He loved it.
Kill. A voice whispered in his mind seductively. Kill them all.
And he did.
Ashe and Shelley watched Helix fight. It was beautiful and deadly at the same time.
"Ashe?" Shelley whispered.
Ashe turned towards Shelley. "I think we're seeing another of his gifts from the Evan's blood." He whispered back.
Shelley nodded her head. "Look at his face Ashe. He looks so ...so... happy...excited..."
"I know." Ashe said. "Looks like Helix is the perfect killer. I've heard of another family member having something similar to what he has."
Shelley turned to look at Helix as he killed the last one."What happened to the person who had the same gift?"
Ashe looked at Helix for a moment before answering. "He went crazy killing everything living in site. When they found him he had already killed the entire Branch family he was apart of." Ashe sighed softly. "There's someone I need to go see, Shelley. We're going to go home and I'll be gone for about a week."
"Why a week?"
"Thats how long it will take to locate her."
"Her?"
"The Magician."
Shelley gasped and stared wide eyed at Ashe. "Its's that serious?" she asked.
Ashe nodded before calling to Helix. "Yes. It's unfortunatley very serious, but she will be able to help him at least slow down the progress of the gift."
"Ashe?"
"Yes?"
"One more thing...How old was the person who killed his banch family?"
Ashe looked at Helix. "He was 9."
AN: Okay that took way longer than I thought it would. But its up. So finally...gah...I got stuck there a little bit. So this took me a few weeks and it would have been longer I just needed to stop and finally post it.
So the next chapter will be up I doont know when because these next 5 weeks are going to be sheer bloody torture for me...yuck...I have spanish and math...And I speak both German and English...So this is going to be swell...bleh..
Okay the next chapter will be Chapter 6 : Training. and it will be a dursley chapter dealling with both Petunia and Dudley and Vernon... So it might be a short chapter...I dont know yet...
Well anyways I hope you all enjoy this chapter, and I'm terribly sorry for getting it in late, but I was working on it the whole time for like three weeks.
Its finally done!
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