Out Of The Darkness

Chapter 23

Plans Of Training

"Alright it was more than just a few years," said Acheron, his sheepish look still evident. "You had seven years education at Hogwarts, you were just a young wizard…your powers have more than tripled can you imagine how long is needed to train you in all your new gifts? With even Savitar unable to get a read on you…it might take longer. After all we do not know what powers you have." explained the eleven thousand year old Atlantean. Each time a new Dark-Hunter was created, he'd spent years training them. The Dark-Hunters were as they knew were nothing on Acheron and his power. That was evident to them, and that's with him not disclosing the full power of his magic.

"So it's just magical training?" asked Harry his inner turmoil forgotten in his quest for more information.

"I have no idea, I was taught sword fighting so there's a possibility you will as well." said Acheron. Just then his cell phone began ringing, funnily enough so did Harry's. Both of them gave each other an exasperated, yet amused look before answering their calls.

"Hey David, how's it going?" asked Harry speaking into his phone.

"What's going on? I expected to hear from you before this," said David, "How bad is it?" if it was taking such a powerful man so long…it made him wonder.

Harry stared at Acheron, David wasn't a stupid man any lie he told would be known. So he had to give him some version of the truth so the direness of the situation wasn't lost of David. "Listen to me and listen well…can you remember all the times you joked that we were cursed?"

"Yes, pretty hard to forget," said David bluntly.

"We aren't the ones cursed." said Harry pausing waiting for David to understand the significance of what he'd said.

"You mean it's…"

"Yes," said Harry before he could say anything, "To both questions I know you are going to ask. There's a group of people who protect it, and stop people finding out about it. Now I know you only came on the expedition for the money…so its not you that I need to worry about. The others can't know they were genuinely interested in finding it. You have some convincing to do."

"You're leaving it to me?" gaped David on the other side of the phone.

"The men that killed Jared are dead; I killed them you don't have to worry about it. Unfortunately they will just be replaced; anyone that goes looking for it meets sticky ends. I have no idea how to stop it." said Harry swallowing thickly.

"Yeah, an expedition group just got killed as well, their boat blew up. You'll recognize the name Kafieri." said David.

"Kafieri? As in Tory?" asked Harry in surprise, she'd been his teacher, her entire family had been into the legend of Atlantis.

"Yes," said David grimly.

"She was desperate to prove that her father and uncles weren't nuts. An innocent women who only wanted to restore her family's reputation." said Harry the disgust he felt was evident in his tone and the bile that was crawling up his throat.

"I know," said David angrily. "Did someone curse it or is it just unlucky to find it because of the people after you?"

"You already know the answer, I don't know what to do, maybe add some of my own magic…repel people from going near…Atlantis will never be found but at least I can save peoples lives." said Harry sighing heavily, it had obviously been weighing down on him. It made Acheron feel very guilty hearing Harry. He wasn't against killing, but he protected innocents and would until his dying breath.

"How about revealing it? Nobody would go looking for it then." said David.

Acheron froze on the spot, not even listening to what his Dark-Hunter was saying. His attention was focused solely on the conversation Harry was having. Harry had said the exact same thing, he'd managed to get Harry to understand…but how would Harry get David to?

"There'd be nobody around to celebrate finding it, there's something down there powerful and extremely angry. To unleash it would mean the end of the world." chuckled Harry bitterly. Apologizing briefly to Apollymi, but it was true she'd end the world.

"Alright I'll deal with everything on this end, and send them home." said David accepting Harry's explanation.

"You heard her too didn't you?" asked Harry a smirk spreading across his face, so much for him being the only one to hear it.

Silence was his answer.

"Alright I'll let you go, take care of yourself alright?" said Harry, "I'll wire you the rest of the money." all his fortune had been put into a Muggle bank account. He hardly used any of it, after he'd bought himself a house near university. Buying everything he'd need to blend in, the only leisure he allowed himself was his car and motorbikes.

"Thanks Harry, you too." said David before hanging up.

"Well at least that's one other crisis averted," said Harry slipping his phone into his jeans.

"Has he known you long? He accepted your explain a lot easier than I thought he would." said Acheron his phone was back in his ever present black backpack. In fact he hadn't expected David to understand at all. The people Harry knew seem extremely smart.

"I only met him a year ago, offered him money to help, he's extremely powerful or rather he was when I met him." Harry told him, leaving the living room, heading towards his bedroom. He grabbed his clothes, and put them into his trunk. "He's not just powerful but smart, the others not so much. One of them knew what was happening yet let it continue. Then proceeded to give the journal to someone else." Jared had been extremely idiotic and thoughtless. He hadn't deserved to die though, maybe if they'd all died yes, but they hadn't.

"He was only doing what he thought was right," said Acheron quietly.

"I don't doubt it, he just went about it the wrong way," said Harry, leading them both from his bedroom to his garage. He wasn't going anywhere without his bike and car.

"Only to you," said Acheron "How would you have handled it?"

"Obliviated everyone and got on with my life," said Harry bluntly.

"Obliviate?" asked Acheron, the Wizarding world had such strange ways. It was incomprehensible that words were needed to perform magic to him. All these years all he had to do was think and it happened.

"To wipe away memories," said Harry, "And if you should chose replace with them fake ones. It would be simple enough to remove all their thoughts of Atlantis. They'd go on with live oblivious to the fact they had once cared."

There it was again, needing Latin words for their magic to react. Was it the Wizarding worlds fault for being so far behind? Or were they truly incapable of performing magic without words? Harry was different so he couldn't count him. Even the Dark Lord Voldemort had used words, and he'd obviously been really powerful. Otherwise he wouldn't have been able to terrorise Harry's world. No not Harry's world the Wizarding world. Harry no longer recognized it as his. He hadn't been there for years.

Harry shrunk his car and motorbike, they now looked like toys. "Why?" asked Acheron it seemed that's all he asked Harry. How he still wished to know the way Harry's mind worked. To know his very thoughts so he could help him.

"I want to take them with me," said Harry giving Ash a look that stated he was obviously insane.

"You could leave them there and transport them to you whenever you wish." said Ash, "You aren't just a wizard anymore, you have god powers."

"A time might come when I realize and understand that, maybe Savitar was right…perhaps I do need training. Otherwise I'll never know what I'm capable of." said Harry reluctantly, knowing he wasn't being used was a balm to his broken soul. Each year everyone in the Wizarding world had chipped at it until he felt discarded and broken.

"No matter how old you get, there's always something new to learn. Whether it's about magic, your abilities or people." said Ash, it was true he'd never met a wounded yet innocent being like Harry. He's been repeatedly hurt by those around him, to the extent that he felt it was his fault. That being around him was dead certainty to be hurt or killed. That people only wanted to befriend him and use him. The thought of someone actually helping him without expecting anything in turn was shocking to him. Ash remembered the first time it happened to him, ironically enough it had been Savitar. Before Savitar he'd never been disappointed, he'd been used by everyone around him even Artemis.

"Maybe," said Harry not really believing it.

"You can put it in Katoteros if you want, nobody can touch anything there." said Acheron.

"Okay," said Harry in agreement, "But I'm hungry right now. I'm going to head to Sanctuary for some Gumbo." he told Ash grinning widely, he'd loved it during his stay. Not that he'd eaten it much since he couldn't eat when he was nervous. After all the times he'd nearly died, you'd think Harry would be fine. Unfortunately it wasn't the case. When most people were nervous they needed something to do. Mostly eating or smoking, but Harry, Harry just couldn't bring himself to eat. His nerves mostly came from the fact he was returning to the Dursley's and the two just combined. It was very unhealthy, but at least Harry wouldn't

"Let's go then," said Acheron happy to leave with his lover. Savitar was probably back on his island waiting on them deciding anyway. Savitar wasn't one to hang around, especially when he could be missing perfect waves. Savitar hated training people; he'd dumped Nick on one of his Dark-Hunters. So he was actually really surprised by his offer. He idly wondered how long it would be before he started grumbling through. He shook his head at his thoughts, and followed Harry to Sanctuary. Arriving at the top of the stairs, where no non-magical people could see them.

Harry laughed again hearing the music; it seemed to be a great source of entertainment for him. Ash just grinned almost impishly at Harry. Acheron didn't see Harry happy like that often, content yet, Happy and amused no. The first true time he'd seen him laughing his arse off, he'd been laughing at the comments his Dark-Hunters were making.

I'm thinking about just ending it in the upcoming chapters, nobody can deny the story has gotten a little or maybe alot dry since Artemis was taken care off...however if you still like it enough to put up with the rough patches until the story is spices up again then i'll keep going its entirely up to yourself...i just dont want the story to dry up and be boring you know? one where you cant wait until its finished just so you can know what happened without having to keep reading it! the thing is it wont ever be as spicy as it was its had its good parts :D any and all ideas are welcome will Harry and Nick actually get into a fist fight? harry sick of nick pity me syndrom and in doing so deliver a few home truths while he's at it? will it actually sink in and make nick more likable or will harry have to content that nick just cant be saved he needs someone to blame like humans need oxygen? R&R PLEASE