Legend

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Disclaimer: None of the character, unless specifically said so, locations are my own. Everything recognizable belongs to its respectful owner. This story is byproduct of an extremely persistent plot bunny and my own insane imagination. So without further ado, let's begin.

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BLEEB, BLEEB, BLEED…CRASH! Those sounds could be heard in the room of one Number 4 of Privet Drive. Harry begrudgingly opened his eyes and looked at his nightstand, where the cheap alarm clock normally rested. Instead of it, there was a slightly sparking pile of components and pieces of plastic. "I really need to find a stronger alarm clock." He thought as he walked into his closet while pondering why his relatives hadn't tried to murder him in his sleep while putting his new clothes on and secured the twin katana into their sheaths in his back and put his twin Desert Eagle pistols in their holsters. As he walked back to his nightstand and put his new scouter on, his eyes landed into a black and orange credit card with a note attached into it. He pulled the note of the credit card while twirling it in hand.

This is your abyss auction credit card. It can be used in any mundane establishment and by commanding it, you can pull out any designated amount of galleons, as long as your bank account is large enough. In the back of the card, there is displayed your current amount of money and it is upgraded immediately after you collect a bounty, aka kill the bounty. There is also a blank card attached into this note. Put a drop of your blood into this card and it will work as all-purpose id.

Harry shrugged as he flipped the card around and saw that the note had been correct as there was number 20 000 displayed in the back of the card. He then pulled one of the katana out of its sheath and ran his thump along the edge of the blade, allowing his blood pool into the blank card which then absorbed it. Harry watched indifferently as black lines started to spread along the card, revealing his falsified information. He then decided to visit the abyss auction. Suddenly there was a translucent screen in front of him with a such options as: potions, weapons, transportation etc. He clicked the transportation window and immediately his eyes landed into a custom HD Panhead Chopper. (It is basically a chopper that Johnny Blaze uses in Ghost Rider without the flames.) The bike was bitch black, with some enchantments, such as being able to shrink, being able to reach speeds of Mach 20, being able to ride on and under water and vertical surface, being able to fly and being completely indestructible. As soon as Harry read those words, he was in love. He tabbed the bike's icon and confirmed his purchase.

There was a swirl of blue light and over his hands appeared keys whit the smaller model of the bike handing from short chain. He made his way downstairs, absently noting that all the Dursleys had left in the train station in order to pick up Marge. He made his way into the garage, and threw the model into the floor. In a flash of light, the full sized version of the bike appeared. He opened the metal door of the garage, absently noting that Dursleys had just arrived.

Inside the car. Few moments earlier.

Dursleys were fidgeting nervously as they approached their home, Marge being none of the wiser of the tension that had been steadily rising as they neared their home. "Tell me, does the good for nothing freak still live under your roof?" She asked with a sickening voice. The Dursleys looked at each other nervously. "Yes. He still continues to be the good for nothing brat." Vernon answered, his voice clearly shaking. As they arrived at their yard, they saw Harry open the garage door. "FREAK, WHAT YOU THINK THAT YOU ARE DOINDG?" Vernon raged as Harry's from disappeared into the darkness.

Back to Harry.

"FREAK, WHAT YOU THINK THAT YOU ARE DOING?" Vernon shouted with a voice that he thought must be intimidating, but to Harry it was just annoying buzzing. Harry stepped into the saddle of his new motorcycle's, inserted the keys into the hole designated to hold them, and kicked the start lever. The motor roared alive, it's voice echoing in the empty garage as he revved the motor, before releasing the cutch and allowing the power transmission to do its job as he drove slowly out of garage. As he drove past the shocked Dursleys he demonstrated his knowledge of international hand sings by filliping them a bird. When he reached the main road, he really pressed the pedal to the metal and sped away with tires screeching leaving shocked Dursleys behind.

Harry enjoyed the feeling of wind in his hair as he drove down the road, evading the slower cars. His fun however was cut short as he got a notification of the demonic activity in his close proximity. Apparently some low-level demons had kidnapped a Neko-type devil and succubus and were now most likely arguing how got to rape how fist, as it was widely acknowledged fact that Neko-type devils and succubae were the best fucks in the demon world, as they both were classified at least partially to be sex demons. He turned out of the traffic as he neared the location of kidnap site was and pulled over, not wanting to attract any unnecessary attention to himself. He walked through the dirty alleys that had been built between the dingy looking warehouses, observing his surroundings. "Honestly, this looks like it was ripped from B-budget horror film." Harry thought as he eyed the rundown buildings. The windows were smashed, the walls were covered in graffiti, and because it was still an early morning, the fog still hung heavily, magnifying the lights and shadow, giving the place an eerie feeling. As he walked past one of the buildings, his ears caught arguing from inside.

"I captured the Nekoshou, so I will be the first one to fuck her." A gruff male voice said from the inside. "I don't give a flying fuck about the order, as long as I get to fuck the succubus first." Said a second voice. "Remember what the Dark Lord said, they both must be brought in front of him, alive and relatively unharmed." A squeaky and over important voice, which Harry immediately recognized, said. "Pettigrew. This day just keeps getting better and better. Now I have the chance to deliver a message." Harry thought as he jumped into the broken windowsill. And just in time in order to see the spectacle that was now unfolding in front of him. One of the demon was holding Pettigrew up by the collar of his shirt, while a blonde figure that Harry recognized as Lucius Malfoy was laying in the floor, unconscious from a severe beating, if his condition was anything to go by. Then the demon who was holding Pettigrew by his collar spoke. "Remember your place, you little shit. Your pathetic Lord can't even begin to imagine the power that I have." All the while Harry was scanning the demons for possible threats. All he came up was nonexistent threat levels. He then turned his attention towards the kidnapped.

They both had incredible figures, that kind that any woman would kill to have and they both had humongous chests. But that's where the similarities ended. The Nekoshou had black hair, whit two black furred cat ears poking out of her head. She had a beautiful face, her eyes were hazel golden and she had long black hair that was put on split bangs. She also had a two black tails that were coming out of her tailbone. She was wearing a black kimono with a red interior, which was a little torn from the rough handling, a yellow obi that emphasized her thin waist and had a set of golden beads attached to said obi. She was currently suspended into the air by slightly glowing golden chains that were pulling her hands to sides and her legs were tied together. She was hanging her head limply, in obvious sing of defeat. Next to her, in similar position was tied another woman. She had a bright pinks hair that was flowing around her head, obscuring her face from view. She had two bat wings sprouting from her back. She was currently wearing only a miniskirt/corset combination that teasingly revealed the top of her breasts, only to cover her nipples. The skirt just barely covered her womanhood, revealing long and slender legs. The corset part was made out of black silk, with red leaf decorations in it. They both were gaged by a strips of hardened leather that were placed in their mouths and tied behind their heads.

"Well, let's get to the fun part." The demon said as he threw Pettigrew aside like a ragdoll and started to fiddle with his belt. Nekoshou's eyes widened as she watched how the demon unclasped his belt. "Well, that's my cue." Harry thought has jumped down from the windowsill and landed in crouching position. "Sorry to interrupt the party boys, but I think that these two beautiful ladies aren't exactly enjoying themselves, so being the gentleman I am, I decided to rescue them from this party." He said as he rose from his position. He was greeted by laughing demos. "You, a human is going to stop us? Bad move, bad move boy. Get him boys!" The obvious leader said as his subordinate's charged forwards. "It seems that you chose the hard way." Harry said as he sidestepped the charging demon and pulled his gun from its holster and with a pull of a trigger, splattered demon brains all over the walls and floor. "So, how's next?" He asked as a grin made its way onto his lips. He leveled the gun towards the face of another demon and pulled the trigger. The results were the same as you would expect when you put a bullet in between of somebody's eyes. He made quick job of the demons that were still lingering, before he saw that Pettigrew was about to apparate away with the unconscious body of Lucius Malfoy. "Oh no you don't." He said as he took aim and pulled the trigger. Pettigrew fell onto the floor, screaming while clutching the stump that used to be the arm that was still made out of flesh. "Who…who are you?" Pettigrew asked fearfully as Harry walked closer.

"That's funny. No it's really funny that you don't recognize me as you used me to resurrect your dearest lord some time backwards." He said while grinding madly at the downed form of Pettigrew. He saw realization and fear flash in Pettigrew's eyes. "Potter." "Yes. Me." Harry answered as he kicked him into the ribs, satisfied when he heard the crunching sound that his ribs made. "Now run back to your little Lord and tell that Harry Potter is hunting him and I never let a prey escape." He said as he kicked him into the shadows. When he heard the telltale CRACK of apparition, he turned his eyes towards the two tied up women and holstering his pistols. "Now, what to do with you two?" He asked no-one particularly as he inspected the chains that were holding them in the air. Harry paused as he felt the air electrify. The lights in the roof started to flicker and small arcs of electricity were running through the metal poles that were scattered all around the place. He turned around, already having a pretty good idea what was behind these paranormal occurrences.

He watched as a bolt of lightning lanced down from the ceiling, scorching the ground and melting the metal. As the light dimmed, Harry saw a humanoid made out of pure energy. His body was composed out of bright blue lightning, while his mouth and eyes were pure white.

Name: N/A

Class: Lightning elemental

Power level: Low level demon

Powers: Free control over lightning

Threat level: Low

Bounty: N/A

Harry grinded as he looked the Lightning elemental. "Well, it's your unlucky day, as I'm currently very stressed and you have the honor work as my stress relief." Harry said as his red and black aura enveloped. The Lightning elemental was silent as his own, blue-white aura exploded around him. The elemental decided to make the first move by shooting a powerful lightning volt towards him. Harry just extended his hand and allowed the bolt impact harmlessly against his palm, his aura easily negating the lightning magic behind the bolt. Harry threw his hands over his head, palms turned towards the ceiling. His aura pooled into them, forming a pulsing ball of pure aura. He lowered his hand towards the elemental, releasing the aura. From the ball, there shot a beam of pure destruction that completely and utterly destroyed everything around it. The elemental was arrogant enough to let the beam hit him. The beam exploded into a dome, kicking up impossible amounts of dust and debris. As the dust cloud dissipated, the elemental was in no condition to continue fighting. Harry put a hand in his pocket, pulling out a white crystal, which was emitting a dim glow around it. The glow then intensified, pulling the elemental towards the crystal. It tried clawing the floor, but it didn't do anything as the pull was too strong to resist. He was eventually sucked completely into the crystal, making it glow electric blue.

Harry pocketed the crystal and turned his head towards the kidnapped. "Now, what to do with you two." Harry asked as he turned his gaze towards the kidnapped and this time, no-one interrupted him. He inspected the chains for a moment before frowning. He turned his eyes towards one particular link before stepping back and pulling his pistol out and taking aim towards the Nekoshou. Her eyes widened and she struggled against the gag. "Mph-mpph." "Now be a good little damsel in distress and let me do the sawing." He answered and received a reply in form of indicant mumbling. He pulled the trigger of his gun four times in quick succession and caught the falling form of the Nekoshou. She was about to speak, but he waved his hand in front of her face. "Sleep." She tried to resist the hypnotic effect that his aura-enhanced speech had, but failed and fell asleep. Harry hoisted her unconscious form on his shoulder and repeated the same process with the succubus. As she was fast asleep, Harry brushed her hair away from her face. He was greeted by an angelic face. Her face was perfectly balanced with a small nose and mouth that had a ruby red lipstick put delicately on her lips. She had big eyes and her ears were pointed, like she was some kind of an elf. "It's going to be wonderful when these two wake up from their little nap." He said, sarcasm heavy in his voice as he walked back to his bike.

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I woke up from my magically induced sleep, with no memory of where I was. My mind immediately jumped into the worst possible solution, which was that when I opened my eyes, I would see a cold and dark cell where I would wait my eminent execution. As I opened my eyes, I didn't find the cell, but a rather nice room. "I see that you are still awake. You were out a few hours." I nearly jumped out of my skin as I heard a deep male voice say behind me. I spun around, while powering up my Senjutsu. The man was handsome, even if his red fedora covered the vast majority of his face. "Who are you, nya?" I asked, my verbal tick escaping from my mouth without my consent. The man chuckled, before picking the fedora from his head and bowing. "My name is Harry Potter. And what is yours, my fair lady?" He answered, rising from his bowing position. "Shouldn't you know my name, as you are about to give me to devils." I fired back. He chuckled again. "I assure that I'm not going to give you to devils, as those that came to my windowsill and demanded that I gave them someone named Kuroka of Nekoshou. They learned the hard way that you don't demand anything from me." He smirked and snapped his fingers and suddenly I felt my world blur around me.

Flashback

Harry stiffened as he felt a purple barrier settle around the Privet Drive, preventing any mundane or magical beings from observing what was happening inside and same time shielding the buildings from possible collateral damage. A soft knock echoed through the small room. Harry spun around, coming face to face with a being that he identified as a devil. Behind him were floating nineteen other devils. "We hereby demand that you give us the Kuroka of Nekoshou s that she can be executed from her crimes against the underworld." The leader said with a pompous voice. "If you fail to comply, we'll just use a force." The leader continued. Harry allowed his trademark grin to stretch into his lips. "How about you leave, before I kill every single one of you." The devils laughed at that. "You, a human kill us. Us, a devils who are your superiors in every way." "Don't say that I didn't warn you." Harry said as he pulled his swords out of their sheaths. He kicked the devil that was perched into his windowsill in the chest and jumped down into the lawn, where devils landed into a circle around him. Then, with an unspoken signal they all charged towards him.

He jumped over the devils, kicking one of them into head. He slashed next into chest, making him bleed profusely. One of the devils managed to punch him in the face, throwing him backwards. Harry skidded along the ground and impacted against the wooden fence. blowing straight through it. His trip ended when he crashed into the out-door fish bond of one his neighbors, splashing water and koi-fish everywhere. Harry rose from the bond, dripping water everywhere. He stood in a slightly hunched position, his head held low. The air around him started to crackle with power as bright blue lightning gathered around his body. He then lifted his head, revealing his face. His eyes were completely encased into the same lightning that was currently crackling around his body. He threw his hand forward and lightning lanced from his fingertips and shot towards the group of devils.

Those who were unfortunate enough to be hit by the lightning were currently experiencing the most painful thing in their lives, but this was only the beginning as the lightning that was streaming from his fingertips was slowly starting to turn into red and black. Harry suddenly closed his hand into fist, cutting the flow of lightning. He then re-opened it and this time there shot out red and black lightning that incinerated anything that it came contact with, mainly the group of five devils. "Now, who's next?" Harry asked with a rough voice. The devils answered by flying into the air and readying their inviduals attacks. "So be it." The lightning around Harry intensified as he readied his next attack. The devils threw their attacks into the air, where they formed a humongous ball of lightning, fire and wind. Harr released a primal roar as a blue pillar of pure lightning shot upwards exactly the same time as the pillar of yellow lightning that had bright white specks shot downwards to him. The two attacks met in the midair where they struggled for dominance.

Soon the topmost attacks started to overwhelm the pillar that was pushing upwards. The devils smirked as they saw that their attack had almost completely overwhelmed Harry's. Then suddenly, a heavy pressure settled into the battlefield as the lightning started to glow brighter than ever before. And then, without any warning, the lightning exploded around Harry, completely enveloping the attack that was pushing downwards and the devils inside it. The pillar continued expanding all the way to the barrier borders, before slowly dissipating. And when it did, ash rained from the sky.

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Kuroka shacked her head, trying to rid herself from the dizziness that had accumulated during the time that she spent watching his memories. "Such power." She thought, astonished. "Ah it seems that your companion is waking up." Harry stated, while looking towards the another prone form in the bed. And true to his words the succubus was starting to blink. As soon as she woke up completely, she immediately assumed and defensive stance. "There's no need to be afraid." Harry said with a calm voice. "And what is your name, oh fair maiden." "Alexandra Dvaiga" She answered curtly. "Thank you. My name is Harry Potter and I'm your host for the time being. Now, I would like to hear what your story is, especially yours, seeing that there were twenty Middle-class devils in my windowsill, demanding that I hand you over." He said while nodding towards Kuroka. "Don't worry, I won't hand you over to your pursuers, at least without a good reason." Harry assured them after seeing their concerned faces.

Kuroka took a deep breath and began her story. "As you already know, I'm a searched criminal in the Underworld. My status is that of an SS-ranked criminal due my skills with Senjutsu. The reason that I'm searched is because I killed my king in order to protect my little sister, Shirone." She said while looking down at the floor. Harry nodded in understanding and looked towards the Alexandra. "My story is somewhat different. As a royal succubus, I was expected to be the epitome what succubus is. Instead, I despise the idea of seducing man, only to suck their life-force away. And because of that, I was exiled. After a few weeks of being on the run, I met Kuroka and we have been on the run together ever since. After that we ran into a very large group of demon scum from hell that were serving this Lord Voldemort." We tried to fight them, but in the end, they managed to knock us unconscious behind and the rest you already know."

Harry nodded to them, understanding their situation. "In that case, you are welcome to stay as long as you want, just be either invisible or in your animal forms." Harry told them. Suddenly, a sharp knock on the door interrupted them. "GET OUT OF THERE YOU USELESS FREAK!" Vernon Dursley beloved. "It seems that they never learn." Harry stated, before pulling his black and white gun out of their holsters, before walking to the door and kicking it with enough force to throw it across the hallway and impact to the wall in the opposite end of the hallway. The Dursleys were shocked by that display of strength, but they, along with Marge were shocked out of their stupor by a gunshot echoing in the house. Vernon raised his hand into his cheek where there was a miniscule cut that was bleeding, before looking at the smoking barrel of gun. "Have you already forgotten what I told to you yesterday?" He growled out. "Now I'm going for a walk and that door is better to be reattached to its frame, before I come back, or you will have to see a doctor in order to get your leg replaced. And if you even think about harming my pets, well, in that case I hope that you have prepared your funerals." Harry then walked out of the house.

Malfoy manor. Earlier that day.

Voldemort was sitting in throne-like chair, surrounded by his followers, when a Crack of an apparition interrupted his daily memorizing session of the book How to conquer the world 101. As he dramatically lifted his head, he saw Wormtail in his knees in front of him, holding the bleeding stump that had been his only organic hand. "What happened, Wormtail?" He asked with his high-pitched voice, while discreetly moving his ropes away from the expanding buddle of blood. "M…My Lord, it was Potter, he…." Wormtail couldn't continue as he was placed under the crusiatus curse. When he was done screaming, he was extremely pale as he was losing vast amounts of blood and fast. Voldemort sneered in Wormtails direction before producing his yew wand from his robe and flicked it towards the stump of the hand. From the tip of the wands shot a concentrated spear of fire that cauterized the wound extremely painfully.

"Now tell me what happened." He demanded. "My Lord. It was Potter, he killed all the demons that you have summoned, before doing something to my hand that caused it to fly off, before threatening to kill you." "Crusio." Wormtail was now writhing in the ground, while his followers were inching away from him. One particularly large nosed and greasy haired looked especially eager to leave. "Dumbledore needs to be informed about this." The death eater thought before slipping through the door just as the killing curses started flying.

HQ of Order of the Phoenix.

Snape appeared into the hall of Number 12 of Grimmauld Place. He took of down the hall with a confident stride, while giving a distasteful look over his head, where the Weasleys and Granger were hanging their expendable ears over the railing in hopes of catching a few tidbits of the conversation taking place in the kitchen. He opened the door that had been made soundproof by magic. The conversation instantly quieted as everyone turned their heads towards him. "Ah, Severus, my boy, what has happened to you to make you come all the way to here." "The Potter brat has done it again. This time he has separated Wormtails hand and had a gall to inform the Dark Lord that he was hunting him." Severus informed them curtly.

Dumbledore looked worried about that, but in reality he was plotting at how he would be able to control Harry Potter. "It seems that he needs to be humbled a bit. I think that now it would be a good time to give Dolores the necessary push so that she will send the Dementors after him."

Privet Drive. About half an hour later.

Harry was walking down the Privet Drive deep in his own thoughts, as Dudley's gang of bullies surrounded him. "It seems that you never learn your lesson." He said as the gang took their positions around him. "Shut up freak, we are going to beat you black and blue for what you did to my dad." Then they charged. Harry let them all land a hit to him, because if they did, he would be able to blead a self-defense in case the Dursleys took it to authorities. He smirked as he saw Gordon's fist near him with a speed that would make a snail look like a hypersonic fighter jet. He grabbed the offending appendage in his hand, action that clearly surprised every member of the gang. He then twisted it with enough force to break all the bones in the wrist, punched him in stomach making him spit out some saliva and making him hunch over while holding his stomach. He then finished the maneuver by kicking Gordon in the face, making him fly into the street fence. Harry then cracked his neck while allowing a grin to spread over his face. "Now." He spoke with a chilling voice. "How's next?" The gang looked at each other for reassurance and charged towards him.

After that, only one word could properly describe the events. Massacre. When the gang charged, Harry assumed his position and threw a hard punch in Dudley's face, satisfied with the crack of nose breaking. He then sidestepped Denise's charge and tripped him, making him fall over. He grabbed Piers and Malcom by their heads and clanked their heads together with a very cartoonish fashion. He then saw that Dudley and Denis were getting up and decided to demonstrate his strength by lifting Dudley in the air and throwing him at Denis. He then stood and listened the moaning of Dudley, while the other four were blissfully unconscious. He stomped onto the wrist of Dudley, braking it and leaned onto his knee. "Let this be the reminder that next time you won't just survive with a cast, but rather you will be in wheelchair for the rest of your life." He then punched Dudley in the face, knocking him out cold.

As he made his way back to the Number 4, he saw that there was a police car parked outside. He had a pretty good idea at what they were doing in there, so he unclasped his weapons and laid them into the hole in the brick fence. As he walked into the lawn, the police officers turned around and pulled their guns out of their belts and aimed them towards him. He raised an eyebrow as he lifted his hands over his head. "We have been informed that you are in possessions of several weapons, so would you please hand them over to us." The officer in the left spoke. Harry's eyebrow raised even higher. "I do not, but you are free to conduct a search into all my belongings." We already did and we didn't find anything that would warrant in arrest, but this is the protocol." The officer in right said as the left one tapped trough his body, only to find nothing. "It seems that we were misinformed. Good day to you." The officer said, and went on their way. Harry waited until the car was out of the sight and turned back towards his relatives.

"Get inside." He said with a bone chilling voice while he returned to the hole and retrieved his weapons. A short moment later everyone was sitting in the kitchen while he eyed them critically. "It seems that you are unable to get even the most basic lessons through those thick skulls of yours." He said as Vernon and Petunia whimpered under his gaze. Marge then decided to show that stupidy was inherited trait in the Dursley line. "Shut up, you freak. Your kind doesn't have a place to speak to better folk like us." She said, unknowingly setting Harry off. Faster than you could blink, he was standing next to Marge, his leg reared back and gave her a sharp kick into the leg, making it give in. "Now, when you go to the hospital, you will tell them that she slipped in the stairs. Is that clear?" Harry asked while they noted mutely.

When he walked up the stairs, he felt a silencing and containment barrier that was set around his room. He silently stalked trough the hallway, before pulling a whiter handgun from its holster, before setting his hand into the doorknob and twisting it. He then threw the door open and came face to face with a devil grunt, who received a bullet between the eyes. As he stepped over the fresh corpse, he saw two devils holding Kuroka and Alexandra as hostages. "Drop the gun, or else we will slit these pretty little throats open." When Harry didn't move a muscle, the devils started to panic. "Drop the fucking gun." The same devil who had spoken earlier screamed. Then Harry spoke. "Kuroka and Alexandra, do you wish to live?" "Yes!" They both screamed while struggling against the Devils. "Even if it means to be forever bound to serve me for all eternity?" "YES!" Two gunshots echoed throughout the room and four limp bodies flew through the air.

Harry approached both Kuroka and Alexandra who were lying in the ground, both having a hole where their hearts were. He dropped his pistols and opened his hands which were clenched in fist with their palms turned towards the ceiling and over his palms, thin lines of fire formed into a circle that had a five pointed star inside it, some writing around the circle that was inside another circle with some writing and symbols around it. (It looks like Cromwell Invocation from Hellsing.) He then pressed the fire symbols on their shoulders and the sizzling and smell of burning meat permeated the room.

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And that's a wrap. It's nice to know that people like this story as this story has seven favorites and five follows, though I'm a bit disappointed that I didn't get any reviews. But as always, read and review, especially review, it's not going to take a lot of time out of your day.

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