The rain… the rain was the only sound they heard; they couldn't even make out their own foot fall anymore it had come to this point, the point in which they walked through the old iron gates to walking through curving pathways, watching as the lighting begins to the paint the sky dancing in beautiful patterns. Until they reach the place they are looking for and there is sat nothing had changed since the last time they were…. The last time they were here the memory began to replay they in their mind the moment they had been told the truth, not the half assed lie that everyone else had spewed from their lips the truth the actual truth. The truth on how they were left here questioning why couldn't whatever higher being that there was why it didn't take them out instead why they had to be left here wanting to be loved wanting someone to understand them… why where they left here with no one to turn to no one to speak with on how they feel.

It angered them why did a child have to go on living a life that hell some even themselves say isn't worth living. The thing a child needs most in their life is family someone to love them to look out for them, someone that can help teach the child right from wrong, someone who the child can go to in times of questions, they of course didn't have that not anymore to frank they have never had that how is one suppose to understand how to process the grief, the anger, or even whatever happiness comes into their life. It was at this moment that they didn't care if it was storming or not, they sat down in front of the headstone with a small smile placed upon their face as they began to speak.

"Hello mum, Hello Dad, look sorry I haven't come by in a while I've been busy.''

This felt strange, the last time they were the family caretaker was with them. Had it really been that long ago had it actually have been that long ago had their mother and father really missed that much of their life, how could they even begin to speak on what all that has happened to them in the past years since their deaths… They just sat there lost in thought looking at the headstones as the lighting flashed onto the sky once again, it felt as if by ever trickle of rain that hit the ground that time seemed to pass on almost as if they were trap within some sort of time vortex. It's strange sitting here watching as your life plays out in front of you, it's strange watching as you can see yourself at a different time bringing their children to meet the grandparents they will never meet. Or to bring their partner that their parents would just love, to come to this spot years down the road and tell their mom and dad about the soon to be birth of their first child, or the reason why it had brought them here the fact that a war was coming, the fact that despite everything that they had suffered that they here and now in this moment that they have been chosen to help save and defend the world and everyone else in it even if that meant losing their own life in the process.

The fact, the moment, the understanding that something big was upon them… not just them as a person but them as a collective scared them, they had something, someone, a place to call home to fight for. They all felt it, they knew a war was coming everything about the world told them a war was coming, you could smell it in the air, you could feel it as the air was always cold now it had seemed like all the happiness in the world had been taken out of it. It was moments like this when they wished they knew where their parents were, moments like this when they wished they had the guidance that everyone else had. But they didn't they where to go at this completely and utterly blind without a thought, hell without a plan even that's what scared them not the fact that they would be facing death. But the fact that there was no plan to save and protect everyone else, you see death is a part of life.

No one in the world knew of the pain and sorrow that two young ones held within them... no one knew the weight of what they held upon their shoulders the fact that two people from two walks of life where chosen by "fate and Destiny" to save a world that it seemed no one inside that world knew anything about the hero's chosen to save it.

Harry James Potter – born with a lions heart, and a Snakes cunning

Jax Adonna – Born with the intelligence of a Raven, and Lions Bravery

Both bound by fate and destiny.