A/N; This chapter should have just have Harry having a quick meeting with the Dark Spiritualist and getting the information he needs, but while I was writing the meeting, I started to write what came to my mind, and this is the result.

Also I don't own Harry Potter and please review.

Hell

In a large fiery pit, a lone messy hair Wizard started to walk down a spiral staircase that line against the inside of the walls of the pit. "Great I need to walk a several thousand foot stairway to get to get to the bottom level." Harry grumbled as he made his trip down to the lowest level of Hell.

As the young Wizard walked, he could see into the walls, where the tortured evil souls of are being kept, and cringed as he notice the further down he went, the torture was more gruesome then last.

Level 6/5

After some walking, the young Wizard stopped at a checkpoint, which is between level Six and Five, and the guard glare at him. "What is your purpose here?" The Guard barked out as the Hunter looked to him.

"I need to see a Dark Spiritualist may I ask what level are they on?" Harry firmly asked as the Guard snarled.

"They could be in Level Two or One, but I do believe the one started the Dark Spiritual movement is in Level 0." The Guard growled as the Hunter groaned.

"Great I am betting the one I need to talk to is in Level 0." Harry grumbled before talking to the guard. "Excuse me, is there anyway to get to the lower levels without using the stairs?" Harry wondered as the guard glared at him.

"The fastest way is to jump off the stairs." The Guard grinned at the gulping Wizard. "But before you do, think of the level you need to go too, and you should land at the Guard station at the Level you wanted." The Guard smiled as the Hunter looked down into the center of the spiral staircase, and only saw blackness.

"Please tell me you are joking?" Harry begged as the guard glare intensified.

"Do I look like someone who would joke?" The Guard growled as the Hunter back away. "Oh I should warn you, you can't use magic while falling, and if you try, you won't like the outcome." The Guard warned as the Hunter gulped as he stepped off the staircase, while same time focus on the level he wanted.

Level 2/1

To the Hunter's surprise, the second his feet left the stairs, he found himself on solid ground, facing another Guard. "Wow you the first Idiot to try to jump off the stairs." The Guard laughed as the Hunter glare.

"Then explain to me why I need to jump off the staircase?" Harry growled at the still laughing Guard.

"Actually that is the only way to quickly get to the bottom Levels my young Wizard, and the previous guests to Hell never dared to try it, unless you count Lord Kami, whom done it numerous times." The Guard continues laughing as the Hunter sighed.

"Then can you tell me where is Level 0, since there might be a Dark Spiritualist there that could help me with a Phantom Hunters problem." Harry snapped at the Guard, whom immediately stop laughing.

"I'm sorry the only ones can excess Level 0, is Lord Kami, or his personal, so you can't go there." The Guard warned as the Hunter glared at him.

"In that case would a Spirit Hunter that is working under Lord Kami be enough to enter Level 0!" Harry firmly asked as the Guard waved his hand, causing the young Hunter to glow.

"Spirit Hunter Harry James Potter, your Id check is Valid, so you have permission to enter Level 0!" The Guard growled out as the Hunter sighed in relief. "Now take this Rune, and then step off the staircase, that will allow you excess to Level 0." The Guard ordered and the Hunter nodded as he took the Rune, and stepped off the stairs.

Level 0

The second the Hunter touch the ground, he fell foreword, and tumbled onto the ground in pain. "Oh this got to be the worse day of my afterlife." Harry painfully said, before it hit him. "Wait a minute I shouldn't feel this much pain here." Harry worriedly shouted as someone got his attention.

"Actually my young Spirit Hunter, this Level any Spirit will feel like they are alive, even if they are just visiting." A new Guard gravely informed the Hunter.

"Great a little warning would have been nice." Harry argued as he stood before the Guard. "Now that I am here, I need to see the Dark Spiritualist was sent here." Harry quickly asked to get this over.

"Dark Spiritualist hmm, that would be Corner Porter, which I believe is an ancestor of yours." The Guard warned a now paling Hunter.

"I have a Dark Ancestor?" Harry worriedly asked the guard.

"It is not uncommon to have a Black Sheep or two in a family that fully supports the Light, so don't be discourage about learning you do have one." The Guard firmly suggested as the Hunter accepted it.

"Fine, but may I ask how many of my Ancestors are here?" Harry wondered as the Guard shook his head.

"I'm sorry I am not allowed to give out any information of those who reside here, unless for a personal matter." The Guard firmly informed the Hunter, as he waved his hand at the Infernal surrounding them, immediately a solid looking door appeared. "That door will take you to a room, where you will be able to talk to Porter, and you may take as long as you want." The Guard firmly informed the young Hunter, whom nodded as he walked over to the door and entered it.

Interrogation Room

In a dull grey room, the Hunter went to a small table and sat on its chair, and only waited ten seconds before another door appeared and soon an old Wizard stumbled through grumbling to himself. "Fools, how much more torture they can inflict on me!" Porter argued as he spotted a young Wizard before him. "What do you want, since I never have visitors ever since I was sent to Hell?" Porter spat out as the young Hunter looked to him.

"My name is Spirit Hunter Harry James Potter, and I would like to learn everything you know about the Dark Spiritualists." Harry firmly asked as the old Wizard stared at him.

"I sense we are Blood Related, but I never thought there would be another Spiritualist in my family." Porter glared as he looked over the young Hunter. "Well if we are related what do you want to know about the Dark Spiritualists?" Porter firmly asked as the young Hunter sighed.

"I am right now fighting the current Dark Spiritualists, and I was hoping you would help me to defend against them." Harry asked as the old Wizard glared at him.

"You must take…" Porter stopped as electrical serge hit him, causing him to scream as severe pain hit him.

"Corner…" Harry cried out, but found himself stuck to his chair, and was force to watch as his Ancestor was reduce to ashes, but within seconds the Old Wizard was back as if nothing happen to him.

"Oh great even here I am being tortured!" Porter shouted at the ceiling, before looking to the young Hunter. "Fine it looks like I have no choice but to help you!" Porter spat as he sat before the young Hunter. "First tell me Potter what year it is?" Porter asked as the young Hunter looked to him.

"It is December 28 1994." Harry answered as the old Wizard shook his head.

"So it been a little over five-hundred years since I been in Hell." Porter sighed as he shook at the thought of the time pass since his passing. "Before I begin, what can you tell me about what you know about the Dark Spiritualists?" Porter wondered, as the young Hunter looked lost in his thought before speaking.

"Very little I'm afraid, from what I do know, your Ancestors started calling themselves Phantom Hunters, and had turn the Ministries of the World against the Spiritualists about two-hundred years ago." Harry started as the old Wizard face went blank. "In a course of one-hundred years many Spiritualists were killed, and their schools burnt to the ground, and those who survived went into hiding." Harry stopped, as the old Wizard eyes looked angry.

"Fools I created the Dark Spiritualist in an attempt to make us stronger, since many of us were up against really strong Spirits!" Porter shouted as he slammed his hand against the table. "Even though I knew turning to the Dark Arts would lead to my downfall, I had to take the chance to make us stronger, since we couldn't always rely on the Spirit Hunters for help." Porter stopped as the young Hunter spoke up.

"Sir how many Spirit Hunters were there in the past?" Harry wondered as the old Wizard sighed.

"During my time, every hundred years, one to two Spirit Hunters were born from a High level Spiritualist Family, and because of that, we were in a never-ending War with the very strong Spirits." Porter sighed at the memories he had. "During the year I made the faithful decision to go into the Dark Arts, we had lost the Current Spirit Hunter when he used up all his Spiritual Energy against an entire Army of Spirits and lost." Porter stopped as he shook himself from the memory. "When that Spirit Hunter died, there was never a replacement, and we all new it might take another fifty years before another Hunter would be born, so I had no choice but to go into the Dark Arts." Porter stopped, as he looked regretful at he done.

"Sir can you tell me what you did, it might help me understand what I am facing." Harry calmly asked as the old Wizard continued with his eyes closed.

"Using my Knowledge of Soul Crystals, I was able to create a Dark Crystal, made from using the negative feelings from Imprison Dark Wizards." Porter stopped, as he now looked regretful. "I then poured into it all the Spiritual Energy I was able to collect from Weak Spirits, into the Crystal turning the Spiritual Energy into Negative Energy." Porter stopped as he looked away. "With the Dark Crystal, I found out I just needed to absorb some of the Negative Energy, for it to increase my Spiritual Level enough to match the Spirit Hunters level." As Porter talking stopped talking, the young Wizard spoke up.

"I understand why you went into the Dark Arts you had no choice with the Spirits gaining the Advantage." Harry assured the old Wizard.

"But like I said, it was what led me to my downfall." Porter sighed as he continued. "I didn't know the Dark Crystal, was a double edge sword, since to keep it powered I need it to be close to a Wizard Prison, so it could absorb the Negative Energies, but what I didn't know that the more energy it absorb, the more it affects the Spiritualist that takes in the Energy." Porter stopped as tears fell from his eyes. "In five years I had gather enough Dark Spiritualist to supply the need to keep the Spirit Problem in check, but what I didn't know that the Dark Crystal had turned many Dark Spiritualist to go against what we stood for, and before I knew it, I was killed so they could posses the Crystal." Porter stopped as he closed his eyes as tears continue falling.

"Corner, do you know what happen to the Dark Crystal?" Harry wondered as the old Wizard shook his head.

"All I know, that I was sentence to Hell for creating an Artifact that had turned many Innocents to the Dark side, and then I was severely punished for my sins." Porter stopped as he looked to the young Hunter. "I never meant to create such evil I just thought I was doing the right thing." Porter tried to assure the Hunter.

"I think I understand why you did it, but I am wondering, do you think the current Phantom Hunters are using the Dark Crystal to create more Hunters?" Harry wondered, as the old Wizard looked unsure.

"I made the Crystal to last forever so they could still be using it, but if the Crystal doesn't absorb enough Spiritual Energy for a long time, it won't be very affective in creating strong Dark Spiritualist." Porter stopped, as he looked thoughtful. "And if you are looking for it, I would suggest looking around a Wizard Prison, since it needs the Negative Energy more then Spiritual Energy." Porter stopped as he pulled a Parchment from his Robes. "Shoot I need a Quill." Porter grumbled as the Hunter gave him one.

"Here take mine, it has Magical Ink, so you need a bottle to write." Harry quickly informed the grateful Wizard, and he began writing for almost a minute before he stopped.

"This is a spell I created to undo Dark Magic, it could be used to cancel the affects of the Dark Crystal, by turning the Dark Spiritualists back to normal Spiritualists." Porter then handed the Parchment and Quill over to the Hunter. "I know this won't help me for what I done, but at least I can help my Descendant." Porter smiled as he said it.

"Thanks Corner, I will put this to good use." It was all Harry could say, before leaving the room, after a brief farewell.