Out Of The Darkness

Chapter 27

Ouch guys! ... the last chapter reviews were down! here i was thinking you were looking forward to harry's training ;)

The Sword

Harry winced as he came around, what the hell? He felt as though his uncle had gone ten rounds with him then stuffed him in his cupboard. He felt suffocated; when he opened his eyes he realized the suffocation was actually Ash. How he did it was anyone's guess, but he had his arms wrapped around him as well as his legs. He was like an octopus, Harry knew if he moved he wouldn't get anywhere. He stared at Ash, his memories from last night coming to the forefront of his mind. Ash was a mass of contradictions, he was so powerful, and he looked confident in everything he did. Yet underneath it all lay an insecure young looking man, no matter how old he was the insecurity never left. It would have if Artemis hadn't dug his claws into him again after he'd come back as a god. She had done him more harm than good, Merlin he wished he'd killed the heifer instead of sparing her. He wasn't sure if what Ash's family had done to him would have disappeared even after all those years. He certainly hadn't gotten over his families abuse. Then again he wasn't eleven thousand years old. With age was supposed to come wisdom, but Harry wasn't sure that was true. Just look at Ash, nobody was as old as him, yet he had such a bad image of himself.

He stared at the god before him; he was so gorgeous he should be illegal. He just wondered if he would ever be enough, to help Ash get over his past. What else could he say that he hadn't already? He'd move heaven and earth as well as hell to help Ash see he wasn't what he thought of himself. He'd spend the time he had on this earth proving to Ash he had nothing to be ashamed off.

Harry slowly extracted himself from Ash's stronghold, holding his breath as he did not wanting to wake him up. He had no idea what time it was, there was no clock in the room. In fact there was nothing other than a huge bed, and of course his trunk sat at the bottom of it. He smiled to himself secretly, they'd only been together a few days - yet he had moved in. He wondered how the humans who ended up with Katagaria and Arcadian's felt, it must be like this? After all they had only a week to make up their mind…to bond with their 'soul mates' or to say no. Ash said it didn't happen very often though; they usually bonded with their own kind. Finally he was free, so Harry went off to investigate his new abode.

One thing Harry learned was it wasn't exactly a 'home' rather it was more like a temple. It was made of marble, as his bare feet could attest to - it was freezing. There were many statutes that held Harry's curiosity but he never lingered. He entered a rather large throne room, in the very centre there was a lone seat no doubt Ash's. On every available wall surface a jewellery channel was playing, QVC it said across it. Simi was sitting there eating popcorn with a rather large barbeque sauce bottle beside her.

"Hi Simi," said Harry grinning at her, she was just too cute for words.

"Hello Akri-Harry," said Simi smiling blindingly at him, she really liked Harry, he had gotten rid of the heifer goddess. She knew her Akri would never but hurt by the bitch again and for that alone she adored the ground Harry walked on. She only wished she'd been there to see the heifer get her comeuppance. Of course Alexion could have shown her, but nooo…he was too busy with his wife. If only she could make her Akri get her married then they'd all be happy. Unfortunately Akri said no, so she'd just have to make do with sparklies. Until he convinced him of course, maybe now he had Akri Harry she might be in with a chance.

"What does that mean Simi?" asked Harry, wondering if she would tell him this time, or just threaten him again- not that he'd taken her seriously of course. He should have, she could tear him to pieces within seconds. She had her hair black with Silver highlights like Ash today, her wings were spread out. Harry noticed her eyes were red, rather than the brown colour they'd been before. She also had a pair of horns on her head. He guessed she was like Tonks, able to change her appearance or maybe they were all capable of it, if that was true…could he move his scar? Change his looks? Harry felt excited about the prospect of changing his appearance.

"Master," stated Simi staring at Harry oddly as if he was strange for not knowing.

Harry swallowed wishing he hadn't asked after all, he cleared his mind and forced himself not to over react. Things were different here; it didn't mean the same thing it meant to Voldemort. Ash adored Simi, so it really was different, in a way he supposed Ash was her Master, she was a demon. "Just call me Harry Simi," smiled Harry.

"Where's Akri? He took my plastic! I want more sparklies!" she said cooing over the diamond bracelet that was now being shown. Harry's eyes widened at the price, she truly was one spoiled little demon. He shook his head in amusement, and then he noticed the time on the side of the channel. It wasn't even six o'clock yet, he contemplated going to the Wizarding world. He wanted to go and retrieve the sword of Gryffindor and use that. Well not the real thing, just copy it like Severus had done back then. He couldn't use the real thing, not without killing someone - it was imbued with basilisk venom. Although one could just buy phoenix tears but it just wasn't worth the trouble for training - he doubted Takeshi would like it either. The only problem was he couldn't get out here, not without using his god powers - which he knew nothing about. This wasn't an actual place, but rather a realm that Ash lived in. Nobody in the human would or ever could ever access this place.

Harry couldn't be bothered standing any longer, he slumped down on Ash's chair with a grateful sigh. His bones were still aching from his training yesterday, and they were expecting him today? No wonder all Dark-Hunters were in great shape, Ash might not be a Dark-Hunter but he had been trained to destroy Daimons and Demons just like they had. Not only that he had also trained all the Dark-Hunters for their duties, they wouldn't have stood a chance otherwise. If he went to the magical world he contemplated on getting some potions as well.

"How are you feeling?" asked Ash, standing in front of Harry causing him to jump nearly out of the chair. He hated that, when he went anywhere at least there was a warning a small pop indicating he'd entered. He glared half heartedly at Ash as he got his blood pressure back under control.

"Badly out of shape," Harry grumbled at Ash's smirk.

"It gets better," promised Ash honestly, "You're body gets used to it."

"I know," said Harry, his body had gotten used to Quidditch quickly enough. Wood had been a slave driver, making them run around the Quidditch Pitch, then warming up before they even touched a broom when they trained.

"Do you always get up so early?" asked Acheron, creating another chair so he could sit down as well.

"Akri! The Simi wants her plastic!" demanded Simi, shrieking gleefully when they appeared in front of her. Ash looked at her fondly before he faced Harry again; he was taking on a lot by sticking with him. He realized that, new magic, new ways, more dangerous ways than he was used to. He hoped that Harry wasn't beginning to regret his decision.

"I've never slept in," said Harry simply, his body was tuned to getting up early, although admittedly not as early as this. It was only an hour earlier- give or take half an hour at the most. "Can you change my appearance?" he then asked changing the subject, he saw Ash stiffening and wondered about it.

"Yes," said Ash cautiously, his mind wondering just why Harry would want to change anything about himself.

"Not permanently, just temporary, I'd use a glamour but it wasn't my strong suit." said Harry.

"Why?" asked Ash, relaxing completely that Harry didn't have a crazy scheme up his sleeve, he was very…very happy with Harry's look and would never wish to change a single thing about him. Judging by his reactions to the close proximity with his lover it was very true.

"I want to go to the Wizarding world, there is something I want to retrieve." said Harry. "Do you want to come with me?" the Wizarding world was Hecate's domain; it's probably where she got her power from. Whether they worshiped her or not, they did worship magic and she was the goddess of witchcraft. She knew about that world, hell she'd probably created it and Harry wondered why the others didn't know about it. He wasn't about to question it though, he'd always be grateful for magic in his life…it had led him here to Ash. Which made him think...perhaps everyone was descendants of Demi-gods or something. Hecate's half mortal children.

"Of course," said Ash, as if he was going to let Harry go somewhere that might upset him. He hadn't been there for eight years or so, he wondered about what Harry wanted to retrieve. Of course there was also the fact he was completely curious about the magical world Harry had come from. He knew nothing about it, and he was supposed to be omnipotent. It was a knock to his god status, but he'd have it no other way. Harry was amazing, a godsend, and he never knew what he was going to do next. Which obviously just made Harry all the more appealing to the Atlantean who, had for the past eleven thousand years saw absolutely everything about everyone by being in close proximity of them.

Harry smiled; he had sneaky feeling Ash was actually dying to go. Yet he'd kept quiet because he knew Harry didn't hold many - if any true happy memories of the place. Perhaps while he was there he'd give Ash a proper tour of his old world. It was even less his now than it had been before; his god powers were more lethal than his normal magic. Well once he learned how to use it of course. In fact he vowed he would let Ash see everywhere, just as long as he wasn't recognized.

"Hey Simi, how would you like to come?" asked Harry, wondering what the Wizarding world would make of her.

"The Simi would love to come!" squealed Simi, she of course knew what her Akri did - she could hear him when she was nothing but a tattoo.

"You'll need to loose the horns and eyes though, sorry. That would be a strange sight even in my world." said Harry wryly.

Simi pouted but nevertheless changed her appearance, wondering inwardly if she'd be able to eat these wizards. She rather doubted it; her Akri didn't let her eat people, no matter how delicious they were. If she did eat one he'd never let her out of his sight for another thousand years. She had done that once, and her Akri had been very upset. She loved her Akri and never wanted to hurt him again. Her horns disappeared and her eyes turned green copying Harry's. Her wings also disappeared giving her the appearance of a harmless human.

"What do you want to look like?" asked Acheron, when Harry stared at him expectantly.

"Make the scar disappear and change my eyes to brown - it should be enough they shouldn't be able to recognize me." said Harry confidently.

"Done," said Ash wryly.

Harry blinked, but nodded trusting Ash, usually when magic was performed on you, you could feel it. A disillusion spell made you feel like someone had cracked an egg on your head. Glamour's tickled and tricked at your skin. "I don't suppose you'll show me how to use god magic would you?"

"If you want," said Ash, he didn't mind showing Harry how to use his god magic. It was the physical training he knew he couldn't stomach.

Harry grinned "Brilliant." he said in satisfaction, although he did wonder exactly when he could, "How many days a week will I be trained by Takeshi?"

"Five days," said Ash, when he'd trained it had been exactly the same; his weekend had been his own. To do whatever he wanted, but they'd all become a blur after a few years. Around the time it dawned on him that he really was immortal, and never going to die- things got boring quickly. There wasn't a piece of the world left yet unexplored by Acheron. New Orleans was one of his favourite spots, in fact his number one favourite spot now. He had met Harry here, so he'd always have an extra special place in his heart for New Orleans. There was also the fact it's where Kyrian and Amada stayed with baby Marissa his goddaughter.

"Oh boy," said Harry, his body was already protesting heavily at the thought of going through yesterday five times a week.

Ash just smirked at him once again amused; if he was honest Harry was taking it rather well. He had moaned the entire time, whether to them that they were destroying his confidence or when he was alone. Harry seemed more resigned than he had been; he wasn't sure what he'd prefer. Harry moaning or this quietness - nobody really should be that…resigned to training even if it was their choices they were still entitled to grumble abut the unfairness of it.

Sooner of later Ash would figure out it was jus who Harry was. He was a suffer in silence kind of guy.

Is there anything you'd like to see happen during training? do you want Teddy to be in this story? harry having one regret that he hadn't told Ash about? or will i not bother adding him in after all this time...he'd be around 8 years old nearly nine - oo almost at hogwarts! anything else you'd like ash and harry to do while they are there? hm...did dumbledore really die ;) or will i have him not gone and a confrontation with Ash ;) i think dumbledore would pee his pants tbh! i mean ash would know everything about him in seconds...and he'd till be wondering who the hell he is! MAWHHA! again its up to you guys! last chance to get a say in it - becuase they will be there in the next chapter xD eee im actually looking foward to it! its going to be a VERY LONGGGGGGGGGGGGG chapter ;) then theres hermione and ron...im deeply undecided on what to do with these two! so i might not add them at all R&R PLEASE GUYS! XD