Legend
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Disclaimer: None of the character, unless specifically said so, or 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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Harry rose from his position over the two bleeding bodies, whose wounds were now closing at rabid pace and their breathing was becoming more stable. Harry absently picked up the gun, while pondering how he could stop the continuous attacks against him and his new servants. He then slung Kuroka and Alexandra over his shoulders and laid them into the bed. He then pulled a chair over the bed and sat on it, waiting them to wake up, when he heard tapping from his window. He spun around, pulling out his pistol, only to realize that he was pointing it at Hedwig. She had a three letters tied onto her leg. He opened the window, letting her inside. She jumped from the windowsill, before shaking her body and settled into the position that gave away the fact that she wanted to be petted.
Harry petted her head, while taking the letters off her leg and opening. As he read the letters, he got angrier when he got further into the letters, which didn't contain any useful information, only vague references to some place that they were apparently occupying. When he opened the letter from Sirius, he was practically boiling from anger. When he finished reading the letter, he was absolutely furious. "If they don't see fit to inform me about what is going on in the wizarding world, I don't see any reason why I should be friends with them anymore." He thought as he pulled out a roll of parchment and quill, before writing a sharp reply that basically said that they couldn't expect any cooperation from him in any matter, no matter how important. He then tied it to the leg of Hedwig and sent her off. He then opened the window even further and jumped through it, landing softly into the flowerbed that was under it. He then blended into shadows and reappeared into the garage, while enlarging his bike and taking off into the darkness. He arrived at the edge of London, before he stopped in order to overlook the English canal, before shrugging and driving his bike into the water surface, before fully opening the throttle and shattering the sound barrier while shooting off towards France.
He arrived at the shores of the France merely minutes later. He expanded his senses, trying to sense if there was any demonic activity nearby. To his immense surprise, he found that there were indeed several relatively weak demons close to him. He dismissed the presences before speeding towards Paris. While he drove towards the Paris, he had a minor encounter with the Police that was currently in street patrol. Even if he had to drive much slower than he would have liked, he still was speeding, evident by the Police, who decided that it was a good idea to try and achieve promotion by catching him. He didn't even bother to slow down, instead he increased his speed by a good margin. He shot forward like a bullet.
Inside the police car.
A police was munching a doughnut, while his partner was sipping his coffee. Let's call them Cop 1 and Cop 2. "This day has been really silent." The cop 1 said, while taking another doughnut from the box. "Almost too silent." The Cop 2 admitted. Their peace didn't last too long as Harry drove past them, making the two cops nearly choke on their food and drink. The Cop 1 snapped the siren on and curved onto the highway. Instead of stopping though, the bike just shattered the sound barrier, making the two cops choke.
Back with Harry.
Harry raced towards Paris with a speed of sound. And in no time, he saw the sing that he was nearing Paris, the Eiffel-tower. While he was wandering around the streets of Paris, he didn't expect to come across with familiar face. Indeed, he had encountered the Fleur Delacour, who was unintentionally charming men left and right. "Fancy seeing you here Fleur." He spoke, immediately catching her attention. "And how you might be." She said with her accented English. "I'm disappointed. After all, I pulled your sister out of the Black Lake and you don't recognize me." He said while lifting his hand over his heart, mocking of being hurt. The surprise in her face was very amusing to watch, before she enveloped him into a bone-crushing hug. "Harry, what are you doing here and what happened to you?" She asked as she realized that he was now a good head taller than her and was wearing some very good looking clothes. "I had a growth spurt and grew a fashion sense." He said while smiling. "Come on, you need to see my sister she hasn't shut up about you ever since the Lake." She said as she pulled him along by his hand, while the males around them were giving him apologetic looks. As soon as she managed get him out of the sight into some shady alley, she apparated, pulling him along the ride.
When the sensation of being pushed through a thin plastic tube ended, he was standing in front of a gate that lead into an expensive looking white manor. Fleur then continued to pull him along, not giving him enough time appreciate the flowers and other decorations that dotted the yard. Fleur led him through the double doors into a hall made completely out of white marble. He instantly took note in his surroundings, because he sensed a relatively large demonic presence within his immediate vicinity. Fleur apparently noticed at how he tensed as he looked at him suspiciously. Harry decided to attract the demon from hiding by leaking a small amount of his aura in his surroundings. Normally this wouldn't have done anything, but for some reason his aura was extremely attractive to any demon. As the demonic presence neared him, he prepared his gun, but before he could do anything, a brown blur smashed into his stomach.
As he looked downwards, he saw a female dog demon that was currently whining and begging to be petted. He wondered why the demon was hugging him instead of trying to kill him, but he then remembered that some Creature-type demons lived peacefully together with humans. He turned towards Fleur with his eyebrow raised. "She moved into our house when I found her in the streets Ruelle Magique, the French version of Diagon Alley." She answered while shrugging. "Did you know that she is a demon?" Harry inquired. Fleur's eyes widened into the size of a saucer, while the Dog-girl lowered her ears and tail. "I guess that you weren't knowledgeable about that." Harry said while swishing his hand towards the girl that was now backing into the corner of the room. "H…How did you know?" She stuttered. "I'm a bounty hunter of Hell. It's my job to hunt down demons." Harry said while a look of untold fear entered the face of Dog-demon. "Don't worry, I won't attack you, as you don't have any bounty of your head. Now, what's your name?" He asked with a kind voice. "Bella." She answered, while releasing an almost unnoticeable sigh of relief. "Well, it was nice chatting with you, but I must now return to England." He said as he turned his back to them and started walking towards the door, before something latched in his sleeve. He felt that someone slipped something in his pocket, before the said someone returned back to her position.
Time skip. Back on the Privet Drive.
Harry curved back in to Privet Drive number 4, while he eyed the setting sun. "I think that I should take Kuroka and Alexandra into Demon hunting tonight, that is if they are awake." Harry thought as he made his way upstairs and into his room. As he stepped into his room, he was greeted by a fist into the face. He felt a brief sting of pain as it connected into his nose. "What was that for?" He asked, even if he had a pretty good idea what made Alexandra hit him. "That was from shooting us both." She said as she eyed him angrily. "And this is from saving us." She said before capturing him into a bone crushing hug. Harry looked shocked from her actions as he had expected to receive a very big beating from doing what he did. Harry looked at Kuroka who was dragging her finger along the symbol that was now burned onto her shoulder. "What does this do?" She asked with a hint of suspicion in her voice. "It marks you as my servant and thus makes you immune to the most laws in the supernatural world." Harry answered while eyeing looking her straight into eyes. "Anyway, I think that tonight would be a good time to introduce you to your new profession." Kuroka and Alexandra looked him with a disgust in their eyes before starting to remove their clothes. Harry immediately covered his eyes. "What the hell you think that you're doing?" Harry shouted the question. "You said that you were going to introduce us to our new profession and because we are basically your slaves, we assumed that you were going to fuck us." Kuroka answered with a confusion mixed with hope in her voice. "You know what, I think that it would be prudent to give you a hands on experience. Put your clothes back on and follow me." Harry said as he walked through the door.
When Kuroka and Alexandra were ready, they took off in unspecified direction. While they were walking, Harry explained their new job to them. "Your new profession is demon hunting. We hunt down rogue demons that are threat to humans and we can be rewarded quite handsomely if the bounty is big enough." Harry explained while walking down the street. Suddenly, all the little light that had illuminated night moments before, was washed away, like someone had flipped the universal lights off. Then the bone-chilling coldness settled around them and the still night air was filled with a rasping breath, which Harry recognized all too well. "Let's see if a dementor can survive an explosive round in the head." Harry thought as he pulled his guns out. He took careful aim as the two dementors sweeped down from the heavens. A Dessert Eagle released a thunderous bang as it propelled the small piece of medal through the air. The bullet smashed into the head of the dementor and threw it backwards. Then the said dementor was engulfed into an explosion as the explosive charge inside the bullet detonated and blew the head of the dementor in the oblivion, but it regenerated back almost instantly.
Harry cursed as he realized that he had to use magic to drive them off. He raised his hand and tried to think happy thoughts. Harry felt how his magic started to build in his palm. "Expecto Patronum!" He roared, but instead of the stag that would normally appear, a hellish looking demon flew out of his hand and bee-lined straight towards the dementors. The first one was thrown backwards, but the second one was already leaning over Kuroka and Alexandria. Harry's red and black aura flared to life around him, before he extended his hand and a concentrated ball of aura shot forward from his fingers, completely erasing the dementor from existence.
"W-what were those?" Kuroka asked with a shaky voice. "Those were something called dementors. They suck out your happiness and if given the chance, your soul." Harry explained while helping the two up. "Are you two still up for some demon hunting?" "I think that it can wait for some time." Alexandria said as she looked Kuroka worriedly, as she was chalk-white and sweating profusely. Harry picked Kuroka up bridal style, before carrying her towards number 4 of Privet Drive. As he made his way through the front door, he made his way upstairs and into his room, before pacing Kuroka in his bed and sitting in his chair. Harry spun around when he heard tapping from the window. A Screech owl was sitting on his windowsill, with a letter in its beak. Harry took the letter and shooed the owl away.
Dear Mr. Potter,
We have received intelligence that you performed the Patronus Charm at twenty-three minutes past nine this evening in a Muggle-inhabited area and in the presence of a Muggle.
The severity of this breach of the Decree for the Reasonable Restriction of Underage Sorcery has resulted in your expulsion from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Ministry representatives will be calling at your place of residence shortly to destroy your wand.
As you have already received an official warning for a previous offence under Section 13 of the International Confederation of Warlocks' Statute of Secrecy, we regret to inform you that your presence is required at a disciplinary hearing at the Ministry of Magic at 9 a.m. on the twelfth of August.
Hoping you are well,
Yours sincerely,
Mafalda Hopkirk,
Improper Use of Magic Office Ministry of Magic
After reading through the letter, the only thing that was in Harry's mind was: "If they want to destroy my wand, why would I need to go on the disciplinary hearing? And I's not like I need the wand anyway." Harry thought as more owls came through the open window. When he had red through them, he was positively enraged. "Don't go out of the house, don't go out of the house, DON'T GO OUT OF THE HOUSE! You, Sirius Black, are a FUCKING HYPOCRITE!" Harry raged inside his mind, causing his aura to fluctuate wildly. He then heard how the dirt rattled under the car wheels and the front door opened. He opened his door and moved his body downstairs. There he met the Dursleys, plus Marge, who wore terrified expressions on their faces. "You will pack your bags and go to Marge's house in order to take care of her. and don't even think about returning before schools start." Harry said with a cold enough voice that it actually caused the windows to frost. "Well, what are you still doing in there? START PACKING!" Harry roared, making the Dursleys to whine pathetically and run in their rooms.
Harry slammed the door behind shut with enough force to shake the whole building and his aura was once again churning with intense emotions, causing anyone that had even slightest bit of empath abilities to piss and shit their pants within one-hundred-mile radius. "Harry, what's wrong?" Alexandra cautiously asked, scared of his churning aura. Harry sighed as he settled in the chair. "Nothing that you should be bothered about. Just my so called godfather and friends being assholes." Harry said as he spun around in his chair and looked the still sweating and shivering Kuroka. "What's wrong with her?" He asked, worry lacing his voice. "She is reliving her worst memories?" A voice said behind Harry, who spun around, and came face to face with his employee, Hell. As Harry looked at his surroundings, he saw that everything was indeed frozen. "Why do I owe this pleasure?" Harry asked, not lowering his guard. "There are few things that you should know. First and foremost, good work on killing those devils, they deserve what they got from just waltzing in to my property and calling it their own" Hell praised with a pleasure clear in her voice.
"Now the second thing, your new powers have attracted some pretty powerful players in the supernatural world. So if I were you, I would keep my guard up at all times. Third, somehow some people who were imprisoned in the hell managed to escape through one unauthorized hellgate. The gate has been sealed, but the sinners are still free and running free. Because of that, your new top priority is to hunt them down. Luckily we have gotten a lock-on to one that was stupid enough to settle in one place and that place happened to be Hogwarts, so you need to go to there. Luckily sinners are only able to affect those who are aware of the supernatural existence, so the vast majority of humanity is safe. And because the only thing that can hurt them are chains of hell, I will give you the ability to use them." Hell explained.
"I understand why this is a problem, but at the top priority? I don't see why they would be placed so high on the list." Harry said as puzzled look spread across his face. "And they wouldn't be if the sinners wouldn't have banded up with the Order of the evening star in order to open Zzyzx, the demon prison where the demons that can't be imprisoned in hell are kept." Hell explained. "I see the problem." Harry said, with a worried voice. "If they manage to open the demon prison, the demons inside it will cause untold amount of destruction to humanity and I may be unable to stop them" Harry thought."Don't be so worried, because who said that you would be fighting against alone?" Hell asked with a smirk. "There are several races that will be your allies when you hunt the sinners down. And after you will catch the sinner that has taken residence in Hogwarts, I will be taking you to meet your future ally, the Fairy queen." Hell explained, all the while wearing a smirk.
"Fairies have a queen?" Harry asked, amazement clear in his voice. "Yes. She will be one of your most powerful allies as she can command near all light-afflicted magical creatures. Only phoenix and dragon clans are outside her authority." Hell explained, while still smirking. Harry was pretty sure that he couldn't get any more amazed. "Wait, you said dragons, I thought that they, alongside phoenixes' were just mindless animals?" "No, they mot certainly are not. Well, the exiled dragons and phoenixes' that you wizards are familiar with are just mindless animals, but the real dragons and phoenixes' are just as intelligent as humans, if not more so."
"What do you mean exiled?" Harry inquired. "Just as the word exiled implies, they were cast out from their respective communities because of something that they did was against the laws of that community. All the magical creatures, baring a few dark creatures, were banished and because of that, they have lost the ability to form a complex thoughts and the ability to use their inherited magic. The real dragons are so powerful magicians that even a weak, but properly trained dragon mage is able to defeat ten thousand Voldemort's with ease." Hell explained, while sighing. "It seems that our little meeting is drawing to a close." She said, and slammed her hand against Harry's chest.
Spiked black chains which emitted purple aura sprung from her wrist and burrowed their way through Harry' chest. Harry screamed in pain, he felt like someone had replaced his blood with sulphuric acid and the same person had lit his nervous system on fire. He fell onto the ground, still screaming and started to claw his chest, where unknown to him, glowing black chain tattoos were spreading all over his body, before the glow faded, only leaving the chain tattoos that spread from his chest and wrapped around his limbs. The intense pain from the tattoos faded into a dull ache that was evenly spread all over his body.
"Master!" Alexandra screamed while she bolted into his side. She helped him to walk into the bed, where he just laid, pale and sweating. His ragged panting eventually ceased, before he passed out, his fingers touching Kuroka's wrist.
Kuroka's mindscape.
Harry found himself in beginning of a pirch alley that lead to a house. As he walked down the alley, he noticed the condition that the alley was. The pirche's were barren of leaves and they all looked like they were ready to collapse. As he made his way into the house, he noticed the state of the house. It couldn't be even called a house; it was more like a ruin. Walls had collapsed, and the floor was filled with lumber and bricks. Harry looked around him, noticing that one of the walls was noticeably in better condition than the rest of the house. The strange thing about the all was that in it were burned now decayed picture of two bishop pieces and his mark was burned over them, with the exception that his mark was glowing a fiery red, casting an eerie glow around it.
A soft sob reached his now super-sensitive ears, making him swirl around. He listened if he would hear another, or did he just hear things. And soon enough he heard another sob. He took off in the direction where the sobbing originated. As he made his way into a room that used to host a fireplace and it still had a few small embers in it, other vice it was filled with a lifeless ash. In the front of the fireplace, Kuroka was curled into a ball, while looking at the picture of a white-haired and hazel-eyed girl. "Who is she?" Harry asked while sitting down next to Kuroka.
Kuroka swirled around, her eyes red and puffy from crying. "Wh…what are you doing in here?" he asked, obviously in distraught. "I wish that I knew that myself." Harry answered while looking Kuroka in the eyes. "Is she your relative or something?" Harry asked while nudging his head towards the photo Kuroka's hand. "She is my sister." Kuroka answered, tears swelling in her eyes again. "Is she dead?" Harry asked while wrapping his arm around her shoulder. Kuroka started to sniffle again. "N…no, but she was nearly executed because I killed my former king because he was going to experiment on her!" Her voice rose towards end, before it broke down. "And because my actions, the rest of nekomata race was sold into a slavery and my sister was made into a nothing more than mindless slave and given to the little sister of the Lucifer! And they didn't even give me a chance to explain my action!" She wailed. After hearing her explanation, Harry was literally shaking from barely restrained rage. There were a very few things that he couldn't stand and slavery and unjust judgment were two of those things. Harry then surprised Kuroka by wrapping her into a hug.ary HHHHU"Don't worry, I'll do everything that I can in order to rescue them." He whispered into her ear, before fading out of the mindscape.
Back in real world.
Harry's eyes snapped open, his aura boiling again. "How dare they?!" He roared into the heavens. "All right, calm down, you can kill them later, focus into what is important currently." Harry muttered himself. He turned and looked Kuroka, who was waking up. Harry rose from the bed and took off in the kitchen. He rummaged through the closets, searching for orange juice. He picked up two bottles and returned to his room. Kuroka was now sitting in the bed, holding her head. "Drink this, it will help the headache a bit." Harry said as he threw the other bottle of the orange juice to her, before sitting on his chair and stated to polish his guns. He also bought a metal carving tools from abyss auction and carved a names onto the guns. The white one was named Negotiator, while the black one was named Enforcer.
Harry leaned back in his chair, when he heard a crash from the kitchen. He was instantly in full alert, loading his guns, while he stalked into the door and carefully opened it. He creeped down the stairs, his eyes glowing a faint red color, amplifying his ability to see in the dark. As he scanned the dark kitchen, he recognized several forms. The Enforcer was aimed towards scruffy looking head. "Hello, Remus Lupin." He said, making all of then spin around.
I'MM BAAACKKK. Sorry for the delay, my life kept getting in the way of writing, but I hope that this chapter is satisfactory. And as always, read and review. Basset12 out!
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