TITAN
"Don't you dare," Lily Potter hissed coldly, slowly making her way to her feet as her eyes narrowed dangerously at the man sitting opposite her. "Don't you fucking dare".
"One minute, I'm facing down Lord Voldemort to protect my son, and then the next I'm waking up in St. Mungo's, being told I've spent the last eleven years in a coma!" she shouted angrily, not caring that the Aurors around the room had drawn their wands when she'd started speaking. "And then! When they finally decided I was allowed to see my son, they dropped the news on me that they'd given him to my sister, and had let him be abused!" she roared, her magic beginning to manifest around her as her hair started moving as in a wild tornado.
"And not only that! But then they gave my son to Albus fucking Dumbledore, who sent him off to America, because as a squib he was clearly a disgrace to my family! And what did you assholes do to my son?" she demanded furiously, the breeze having turned to a nearly blinding storm as her fiery hair whipped around her head like a hurricane.
"YOU LOST HIM!"
Barely pausing to even take a breath, Lily was moving forward to lean across the Director's' desk, her blazing eyes promising pain to the man cowering in front of her. "I haven't spent the past five years searching for my son, only for your incompetence to set me back to square one," she snarled out, refusing to drop eye contact with the man before her. "You will find my son," she demanded, either unaware or uncaring of the chaos her magic was causing around the room, "Or I'll spent the rest of my life tearing your world down around you," Lily threatened calmly.
Still staring down the Director, Lily didn't even twitch as the man's shaking hands snatched up the telephone on the corner of his desk. Pressing a series of buttons without looking away from Lily, the Director pressed the phone to his ear and waited.
"It's me," he blurted the moment the other end of the line answered him, "I want Harry Potter in my office immediately. I know what he is, I need him here now. I know what I said, but now I'm saying to get him here now. I don't care how long it takes, find him, and bring him here. ASAP. Good".
Hanging up, the Director shot Lily a nervous smile as he mopped at the sweat on his brow. "A- your son will be here within 24 hours. I assure you".
Her hair suddenly falling limp and bleeding back into its original red, Lily Potter smiled tightly at the man, turning and stalking across the room as she tapped into her current adrenaline fuelled state to wandlessly conjure an armchair in the corner of her room. Silently sinking down into it, Lily ignored the horrified stares from around the room as she calmly brushed her hair from her face and made eye contact with the Director once more.
"I can hardly wait".
TITAN
"Harry, wake up! Harry!"
Grumbling wordlessly as the voice whispering in his ear and the hand shaking at his shoulder dragged him cruelly from the warm realms of sleep; Harry tried to pull his blankets up over his head in an effort to remove the annoyance from his bed.
"Harry, please! Wake up!"
Finally cracking open his eyes to scowl at the intruder, Harry felt his annoyance flee as a dopey grin crossed his face. "Hey babe," he slurred out slowly, ruining the moment by yawning seconds later.
"Harry, you need to get up right now, it's important," Kitty 'Shadowcat' Pryde; Mutant, X-Man and more importantly Harry's girlfriend exclaimed quietly, looking over her shoulder nervously.
"Merry Christmas to you too," Harry said gently, struggling to push himself up to press a kiss to Kitty's cheek before collapsing back down onto the bed. "You need to leave," he added with a serious yawn, "Your Dad promised to neuter me if he caught us together at night".
"There are people downstairs".
Grunting in agreement, Harry reached out to grab his girlfriend around the waist, lifting her up and rolling over to deposit her on the bed beside him, leaving her within perfect reach of his arms to pull her in to cuddle. He'd deal with Kitty's father in the morning, for now they could just sleep together, and because Harry's plans of dealing with Mr. Pryde revolved around him using his powers then he hardly had reason to fear the admittedly scary man.
And then just like that Harry's eyes were snapping open to meet Kitty's dark brown eyes, her words finally penetrating the sleepy haze in his mind.
"Your parents?" he whispered as he automatically started kicking off the blankets.
"They're still in their room," Kitty admitted fearfully, "Asleep".
Scrambling to climb off the bed in the quest bedroom Mr. and Mrs. Pryde had let him use during the Winter Break, Harry snatched up the jeans he'd left on the floor and started pulling them on. "Get them out of here," he instructed, "Phase through the walls and get them out, don't un-phase for a second and don't use the hallways or staircase".
"I'm not leaving you alone," Kitty argued, reminding him sharply that they weren't in the Danger Room doing a training exercise right then and there, and thus she didn't need to follow his orders. "They have guns, they're soldiers, Harry".
"They're soldiers, and I'm invincible," Harry countered quickly, forgoing a shirt as he hurried around the bed to take his girlfriend into his arms. "Get your parents out," he repeated, cupping Kitty's jaw gently and tilting her head back so they could look into each other's eyes. "Get them safe, then call the School using that number I know Mrs. Summers gave you".
"But-"
"Then, and only then, can you come back for me," Harry allowed, knowing he wouldn't be able to keep his girlfriend out of this even if he tried. His powers were useless against someone who could walk right through him, after all. "Do you understand?"
Kitty looked like she was going to argue for a moment, staring up at him with wide emotion-filled eyes before sighing and nodding. "Stay safe," she whispered leaning up to kiss his lips gently.
"Anything for you," he whispered back, watching as she unhappily pulled herself out of his arms and turned to run straight at the wall, vanishing through it as Harry reached for the power constantly thrumming through his body and pulling it to the surface. "Let's get this show on the road," he muttered to himself, rolling his shoulders as he padded over to the door and listened carefully at it, cracking it open and slipping out into the hallway.
Stealth wasn't his most natural of skills, unlike his girlfriend, but Harry could still be sneaky when he needed to be. And as he reached the balcony and peered down into the living room, he knew he definitely needed to be sneaky if he wanted to get the upper hand on the soldiers downstairs. He didn't want them to open fire and potentially hurt Kitty or her family, while trying to take him down, so he'd just need to wait long enough for Kitty to have gotten them out of the house before he went all Titan on their asses.
Backing up into the shadows of the landing as two soldiers started up the stairs, Harry felt any option he had of stealth fading away quickly as he caught snippets of the orders being delivered downstairs.
Oh hell no. Harry was not letting his girlfriend get hurt because some military jarheads were after him. That's it, the gloves were coming off, and so were the training wheels. He was going to put these men down like the animals they were, and he was going to be pleased about it when he was done.
"Hi," he greeted as the first soldier rounded the corner, "Looking for someone?"
Lashing out before the man could turn his gun on him, Harry was slashing his hand in the soldier's direction, launching him through the railing and into the second-floor wall of the living room. Stepping around the corner and thrusting his palm towards the second soldier, he sent that man flying before he could recover from the sight of his friend being lodged in a wall. Latching onto the power currently surrounding his body like a second skin, Harry vaulted over the balcony and floated down to the middle of the living room.
"Before we get started," Harry began as he landed, all the guns in the room snapping around to aim at him. "Nobody here gets squeamish around blood, do they?"
"So. Do you two often do things like this?"
Hesitating and exchanging a quick look with Kitty, Harry just nodded in her direction before returning his attention to the road, leaving the talk up to her. (Her parents, her responsibility).
"We're only in training, Dad," Kitty explained nervously, "Professor Xavier will only let us become X-Men when we're eighteen".
"So you don't do this often then?" Mr. Pryde pressed, "Why did you shrug? Kitty! Why did your boyfriend just shrug at me?"
"I've had to do this a couple of times," Harry defended quickly when Kitty shot him a glare, looking in the rear-view mirror to meet Mr. Pryde's eyes. "The school is safe, but the outside world isn't always. I mean yeah the school got attacked that one time, but it was empty so that doesn't count. Kitty's never been in any danger".
Well, Kitty had never been in any danger if he didn't count the five times in the past three years the Brotherhood of Mutants made random recruiting raids on the mansion. Or those times the Purifiers tried their hand at drunken raids. Or that one time when he accidentally shattered the front wall of the mansion's entrance hall because John had spiked the punch without warning anybody.
"Somehow I don't believe you," Mr. Pryde murmured unhappily.
"Harry's telling the truth, the mansion really is safe," Kitty argued, ten times a better liar than Harry was.
Jumping as something wet touched his shoulder, Harry almost drove the car off the road as he flinched, twisting about to see Mrs. Pryde sitting there frozen as she held out a damp handkerchief. "You have blood… on your shoulder," she mumbled weakly, eyes flicking to Kitty hopefully.
"Sorry, Ma'am," Harry apologized gently, "I'm just a little jumpy from earlier".
"What was earlier?" Mr. Pryde demanded, "All Kitty said was that we were under attack as she dragged us into the car, then we hear gunfire and you show up with blood all over you and start driving off like a madman"
Exchanging another look with Kitty, Harry sighed slowly and thought about how he could explain it all.
"Did… did Kitty tell you what my mutation is?" he asked, making both adults shake their heads simultaneously. "I have a very unusual type of telekinesis," Harry began, "Instead of moving things with my mind, I surround my body in like a force field of telekinetic energy".
"Which is why Kitty said you were invincible," Mr. Pryde realized.
"Exactly. Not only that but I can release blasts of telekinetic power… like how the Jedi can use the Force in Star Wars," Harry continued. "So while they were all shooting at me, I was throwing them around your living room – sorry about that vase by the way, Mrs. Pryde. I think I broke a couple of bones too, and I know I cracked someone's skull, which is why I'm covered in blood, I had to try staunch the bleeding before I left".
Glancing over as his girlfriend's phone rang, Harry took a moment to peek at his potential in-laws in the rearview mirror. Thankfully they didn't look too shell-shocked, meaning there was a chance they weren't going to forbid the two of them from being together, Harry didn't have the patience to last very long if they had to sneak around all the time.
"Do you love our daughter?"
"With everything I have," Harry answered honestly.
"And would you protect her?"
"With all the life in my body".
"Would you two give it a break?" Kitty demanded, shoving the phone at Harry, "The Professor wants to talk to you".
Taking the phone and listening carefully as the Professor rattled off a set of instructions, Harry mumbled out a confirmation and grimaced as the line went dead.
"Is there a map in the glovebox? We need to get to the nearest airport," Harry announced, handing the phone back to his girlfriend. "The blackbird will be there to take us to Washington D.C. The Professor will be paying for any damages done to your house too, Mr. Pryde," he added.
"What's in D.C? And why are you taking my daughter towards it?" the man asked suspiciously.
"The person who ordered the hit on me," Harry confessed hesitantly, "My mother".
TITAN
Based off my own 'Homo Superior' challenge, this idea is really a hybrid of an earlier idea I had for the 'Abandoned Harry' challenge (the beginning) and the mutant side of things (the rest of it).