Out Of The Darkness
Chapter 22
Talk Of Training
Savitar raised an enquiring eyebrow at Acheron; he couldn't get a read on the boy. He knew Acheron couldn't either; otherwise he'd never have come to him. Although he couldn't see anything regarding his own future, that would explain why Ash couldn't see him. It certainly couldn't explain why Savitar couldn't see anything regarding Harry Potter. How very curious and extremely odd and off putting. Harry had left the room; he had to admire the boy's guts if nothing else. Normally people with half a brain avoided him. For good reason admittedly, and he liked it that way. He preferred being on his own, catching waves, he cared only for a few people in the world. He'd never harm Harry, for the sole reason that Acheron had found someone to love. He had known Acheron nearly eleven thousand years, been there the day Atlantis was destroyed. He'd appeared before Acheron, a few days after he'd received his demon.
"He doesn't like being told what to do," said Acheron giving Savitar a significant look, telling him without saying anything. That it was more than just teenage rebellion, or a hatred of being bossed around.
Savitar wanted to roll his eyes, he had better things he could be doing than teaching Harry. Oh who was he kidding? The boy was a god killer; he was like himself and Acheron. As proved by his actions against Artemis, although he was a different kind of chthonian god killer. Then again none of them were the same, they all had different powers but their goal remained the same. They had the ability to kill gods, stop all out wars from happening.
"Do you know what a Chthonian is?" asked Savitar leaving the bedroom, catching up with Acheron and Harry. Not that he had much catching up to do; as this place was so small he probably couldn't lay his surf board flat.
"A Demon?" guessed Harry pouring himself a Fire whiskey, drinking he knew didn't help matters. Unfortunately those words had evoked memories in him; he liked to keep locked away. He wished he had put his memories back into his pensive, unfortunately he hadn't.
"No," replied Savitar a nasty smirk adorning his face, "It's…"
Whatever Savitar was going to say, which Acheron could guarantee was filled with sarcasm that wouldn't help the situation any. Was cut off and Acheron instead replied, as always keeping the peace. "It's what we are; Chthonian God Killers is our correct titles."
"No Ash you became one, trained to be one, he was destined to be one. He was human, before becoming a 'God killer' you were only human because your mother bound your magic." said Harry listening to his magic, letting it wash over both men, and realising the difference in them.
"Just like you were destined to be one," said Savitar, it seemed talking to the boy like an equal got him answers more than threats. He curled his lip at the repugnant thought, he lived and breathed sarcasm. It was as much a part of him as his tattoos were.
Harry laughed bitterly, downing the amber liquid "Just how many destinies can one man have? Before he dies?" he asked putting the empty glass down and looking out of the doors and balcony to the world below.
"Harry," said Acheron concerned about his lover, he didn't like hearing him speaking like that. To concede the point though, the feelings were all too familiar. He had asked himself the same things, countless times over the last eleven thousand years.
"You can run all you want but it will come around sooner or later, it's just the matter of being ready to face it or fail boy." said Savitar honestly.
Suddenly magic ran havoc around the room, smashing everything within the area, causing both Ash and Savitar to duck for cover. When both men finally looked over, Harry was nowhere to be seen. He was gone and Acheron was furious with Savitar.
"What's wrong with him?" asked Savitar, today hadn't gone at all how he expected it to. The unknown was new to him, sure if he did something then he'd see the outcome…but with this boy he was blind.
"He does not like being called boy," said Acheron, worry filling him, now that Harry had his magic in him he could find him thankfully. Leaving Savitar without saying goodbye, he followed Harry's magic. He realized belatedly, Harry was trying to keep them off his tail. He wasn't here, so he was teleporting himself to different destinations to shake him off. He kept on Harry's trail until he followed him to his stopping place. Harry had gone home.
"Harry?" asked Acheron quietly, approaching him as one would corner a wild animal.
"Why is it that no matter how old we get, how long we live…that the past can't just stay where its meant to?" asked Harry, who was sitting on the floor, his back against the wall. His arms lying on his upraised knees.
"I know it's not something you want to hear, but it's nevertheless true. The past makes us who we are today, makes us wish for a better future." said Acheron quietly, sitting down on Harry's sofa. The last time he'd been here he'd though Harry was human. Someone in need of protection, and that he Ash would provide it. Instead all Harry had done was protect him, love him, and show him the world as he'd longed to see it for so long.
"Did you get that from a fortune cookie?" asked Harry wryly.
"You and Savitar should get on," said Acheron sarcastically, smirking at Harry.
Harry merely grimaced at Acheron, a small part of Harry honestly actually liked Savitar's truthful nature. He had been brutally honest, and Harry who'd only ever been kept in the dark admired it. It's why he refused to lie to anyone, because he hated being lied to himself. He also knew deep down he needed trained, but he didn't like the manner in which he'd been told. He didn't like being told what to do, not after everything he'd been through by the Dursley's then later the entire Wizarding world. It reminded him of a past he wanted to forget, Merlin how many times had he wished Dumbledore had said those words? How long had he wished someone would train him? Yet nobody had. It had becoming glaringly obvious as a young boy, that Dumbledore didn't expect him to survive the confrontation. Yet expected him to miraculously actually defeat Voldemort at the end of the day. The fact he had was sheer dumb luck as McGonagall had stated in his first year. That will have made Dumbledore happy, him defeating a Mountain troll, with completely no training at all. He shuddered inwardly at the thought of Dumbledore sitting in his office, sucking on a lemon drop eyes twinkling as Harry helped Dumbledore's plans into motion.
"I met Savitar a few days after Atlantis was destroyed, when everything was set back to the Stone Age. The human race though was resourceful, very much so. I was alone, with powers I couldn't handle. You see when I was young man they began to manifest. I thought it was brilliant, that I could finally measure up to Artemis because I wasn't human. I was stupid to think that was the extents of it, when I was brought back all my powers were unleashed. I was suddenly a god, when I touched things I saw events unfolding, my powers were so unpredictable, it didn't help that when I got emotional they got worse." explained Acheron. "One day this man came out of nowhere, and explained things to me. Made me see things clearly and trained me for a war that was soon to be on the horizon."
"You didn't feel used?" asked Harry confusion clear in his voice, he didn't understand why didn't Ash feel used by him? He was pretty sure he would have been.
"That someone actually wanted to help me? No I didn't feel used…without him I wouldn't have harnessed my powers." said Acheron honestly.
"He never wanted anything in return?" asked Harry skeptically. That notion was new to him, although Ash hadn't wanted anything this was a whole different scenario.
"Nothing, he has his own powers Harry, there's nothing I could give him. He never once cared about my past either. If there was one person I would trust you my life, your life and to go to it would be him." said Acheron speaking from his heart.
"How long did it take?" asked Harry cautiously.
Acheron was quiet for a few minutes before almost reluctantly answering "A good few years,"
"Yeah…just how long is a good few years to you Acheron?" asked Harry dread pooling in his stomach.
Acheron's face became sheepish...
Just how long was Ash trained for? ive tried looking it up didnt get very far...sorry its not much tonight its getting very late and i have an early start tomorrow so i thought something was better than nothing. I wish to thank you all for your wonderful reviews :) they make my day so yes thank you! so will Takeshi appear immediately or will Savitar train him for a while before he does? someone said they'd like to see a confontation with nick before that happens so would you like to see that? finally kick some bloody sense into him? for future reference the entire Malachi/nick end of the world shit wont happen! i cant stand it in the real books so i'm NOT putting it into mine :Dwill harry want to see the person who would recieve the dark hunters soul and judge them before handing it over? to see if he's worthy? too bad wren s already with maggie :) id have loved to add him! would you like to see harrys animagus form come into play? sit on the seat at the ormegon for the panthers :P lmaooo R&R