Chapter 04
The poll was rather one-sided. Essentially, the results were yes for an exceed egg, and yes to see what happened after he left hogwarts
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Qhristhian: (i'm using google translate) capitulo 01: harry NO murió. ENCONTRÓ la muerte en el vacío, luego la muerte lo envió al mundo del cuento de hadas.
Capitulo 02: 1-ha comenzado una nueva vida en un mundo nuevo, por lo que decidió deshacerse de su antiguo nombre
2-si te refieres a la torre, no vio una razón para decirle a la gente su nombre a sus compañeros de prisión, porque no vio una razón para interactuar con ellos.
3-puedes culpar a su vida anterior por la razón por la que no se "mezcló" con sus compañeros de prisión, hasta que Rob acudió a él. Antes de Hogwarts, los "parientes" de Harry se aseguraban de que no tuviera NINGÚN amigo, y los pocos amigos que hizo en Hogwarts esencialmente le dieron la espalda. Desde que llegó a la torre, estaba siendo cauteloso y paranoico.
4-esos realmente no cuentan. Este NO es un canon HP. En esta historia hablaba de su familia, ya que el último abrazo fue de su madre biológica.
5-para ser honesto, soy REALMENTE terrible con los números, así que pierdo la cuenta fácilmente.
Respecto a su magia original, la muerte cambió su magia. Entonces, en su vida actual después de ser transportado, su magia original es el veneno de miasma basilisco.
Capitulo 03: 1-NO sufrió una regresión mental a un niño. fue FÍSICAMENTE regresado a un niño. Oye, en el canon, Harry fue excitado y utilizado como chivo expiatorio MÚLTIPLES veces. La única razón por la que no se suicidó fue por los pocos amigos que tenía y probablemente por su sentido del deber. En esta historia, TODOS, excepto Hedwig, se volvieron contra él. ¿"Nunca he sufrido nada peor"? Amigo, casi lo MATAN todos los años desde que comenzó en Hogwarts. varias veces. las personas tienen límites sobre la cantidad que pueden tomar. Entonces, decidió dejar el mundo mágico de Gran Bretaña para dejarlos manejarse solos sin su 'salvador' que encendieron. sólo quería que terminara el dolor emocional.
2-raro, pero no voy a discutir
3-era el comienzo del arco del nirvana, por lo que la alianza era canon (con la adición de cubelios) y cobra estaba desgastada por el hecho de que sus compañeros de gremio eran ellos mismos, por lo que decidió ignorarlos durmiendo. Con respecto a su entonces gremio, el único que mató fue Brain, y probablemente Racer. el resto estaban más o menos inconscientes. Si no te gusta lo que puse, entonces no leas mis historias.
Capitulo 04: lo que digas. Si simplemente vas a criticarme innecesariamente y a la forma en que pongo MIS historias, entonces no te molestes en dejar una reseña antes de incluirte en la lista negra.
Previously:
Makarov took the job offer. "Huh, you sure about this, child?" he asked cobra. "Yeah, gramps, it'll be easy," cobra said. "Alright, approved," makarov said, stamping his approval for the job. "Thanks, gramps. Be back when it finishes," he said before he left.
Now:
Cobra was riding the train to his destination. "Urgh, why did ma never warn me about this?" he groaned in pain. Why was he in pain? Simple: motion sickness. Cobra weakly pulled out his map, and checked it. "Oh, fuck," he groaned. "I gotta deal with this pain for another three hours?" he whined as put the map away. "That's it. I'm gonna either use my magic to fly or i'll go on foot," cobra decided.
Three hours later
The train stopped, and cobra got off like his life depended on it. "Sweet freedom," cobra panted, sweat covering his forehead. He then pulled out the flier for the job he requested. Seeing as he didn't know his way around here, he decided to ask a local. "Excuse me," he asked a town guard. "Yes?" the guard asked. "Where is 747 lithling manor?" cobra asked. "Not from around here?" the guard asked. No, sir. I'm from magnolia," cobra said. "Ah, makes sense," the guard said. "Anyway, 747 lithling manor is right there, you CAN'T miss it," the guard said, pointing to a house on a hill overlooking the town. "Thanks," cobra said, before we walked off. "You're welcome," the guard called out behind him.
20 minutes of walking, later
Cobra was panting. Not from exhaustion, since his mother trained him harder than that. No, he was exhausted from the heat. "*pant, pant, pant* might wanna change my style a bit, *pant, pant* to keep this from happening *pant* again," cobra wheezed. He walked a bit further, and he was at the front door.
He rang the doorbell and collapsed.
A butler answered the door and looked to the sides, saw nothing. When he looked down, he saw that their had collapsed from the heat. He picked him up and did a soldier carry on cobra. "We got another one," the butler called into the house. The butler brought cobra into the waiting room and put him on the couch. A maid came into the room carrying a bucket of ice cold water, complete with a LOT of ice. The maid put the bucket next to cobra, just before he shot awake and tore off his jacket and shirt. A cloud of steam came off of cobra's torso, signaling that he was REALLY overheated, like a steamed lobster. Cobra then pulled his mask down, grabbed the bucket of iced water and downed the entire thing, only to stop occasionally to breathe, before he returned to drinking the water. The maid and butler were dumbfounded, as they had NO IDEA why he was doing that.
After cobra finished, he gently put the bucket down and let out a loud belch. "Sorry for that," cobra said after he finished and pulled his mask back up. "But i REALLY needed that. I don't handle heat too well," cobra explained. "Ah, ok," the butler accepted. "Now, why are you here, young man?" the butler asked cobra. Cobra simply held up the flier.
The butler sighed in relief. "Come, i'll take you to the master," the butler said. Cobra nodded, collected his shirt and jacket, then went with the butler. After walking for a few minutes, they arrived at a door. The butler knocked on the door. "Master? Someone is here about the flier you sent out, requesting help," the butler called out.
"Send them in," a guy's voice said.
The butler opened the door and let cobra into the room. It was an office-type room. There was a large desk covered in paperwork. There were knick knacks on the shelves, with a photo on the desk.
The man behind the desk was average in every way: average brown hair and eyes, average clothes and an average build. "Welcome. You answered the job request?" the man asked. "Right here, sir," cobra said and showed him the flier.
The man took the flier and saw cobra's guildmark: fairy tail. The man looked relieved, but a bit pensive. After all, fairy tail may be the top guild, but they were also known for excessive destruction and violence. "How long have you been with fairy tail?" the man asked. "Just joined. This is my first job," cobra explained.
The man looked a bit relieved. "Alright. The thieves are in a cave system about 10 minutes from here if you walk," the man said as he pointed in a direction. "Alright," cobra said, before a thought hit him. "By the way, is there a tailor in that direction?" cobra asked. "Yes, they can even alter clothes. Why?" the man asked. Thinking about getting this thing altered," cobra said, holding up his jacket.
"Ah, alright. She should have it finished within five minutes," the man said. "Cool," cobra said. "Does your window open?" cobra asked. "Yes, why?" the man asked. "Might wanna open it," cobra said as he backed up. Realizing what cobra was talking about, the man quickly opened the window. After cobra leaped out the window, the man shut the window.
At the tailor's shop
"Welcome, how may i help you?" the brunette woman behind the counter asked cobra as soon as he walked in. "i'd like my coat to be altered to a really lightweight vest with a hood, outer and inner pockets," cobra explained. "Let me see the jacket," the woman said. Cobra held up his coat, and she *squeed* in delight. Would you like the design on it to be the same?" she asked.
Cobra thought about it. "I'd like the design to resemble snake scales, if you can," cobra decides. The woman nodded eagerly at the choice. "I can complete this job within four minutes," she said. "Alright," cobra said, nodding his acceptance.
Four minutes later
The woman came back with the commission. Once cobra saw it, he loved it. It was a deep purple that was so deep that it was almost black, so it matched the color of his scarf and mask. It had snake designs, that resembled his friendship with cubelios. The woman gave it to him, and he eagerly put it on. It fit perfectly and was EXTREMELY comfortable. He put the hood up, and loved it. "How much do i owe you for the job?" cobra asked.
"Normally, this kind of job would be about 3,000 jewel," the woman said. Cobra was shocked. "However, i will give it to you for free," the woman finished. Cobra was SHOCKED. "Not to insult you, but why?" cobra asked.
"Two reasons. First: i don't charge people for jobs that i LOVE doing, and i LOVED doing your commission. Second, the only reason for a guild mage to come here, aside from visiting family, would be if a job brought them here," she explained.
Cobra was stunned.
"So, you're here to deal with the thieves we've been having?" she asked. That shocked cobra out of his shock. "Yes, i am," he simply said. "Good luck, those thieves are a tricky lot," she warned him. Cobra smiled. "Thanks for the warning, ma'am," cobra thanked her. The woman blushed at that. "Now, if you'll excuse me, i'm off to deal with those thieves," cobra said, before he left the shop and went in the direction he was directed.
Thieves hideout
Cobra got to the cave system. "Why would the thieves be HERE of all places?" cobra pondered as he looked at the entrance. "Well, whatever," cobra decided, before he entered the cave system. Immediately, he smelled a lot of people. Oddly enough, there was also the scent of despair and disease. Curious about the last two, he followed the scent of despair and disease. After walking for a bit, he found something that angered him to his core: people in cages. Not just any people, but young girls no older than 14. Some looked no older than 8. He cautiously walked up to the cage and knelt in front of it. "Why are you in here?" he asked them.
With the children, a bit before cobra entered.
Some of the children were crying. Most wanted to go home. The rest were there because they were either abducted from their families, or sold by them.
"I wish someone would save us," an 8 yr old girl said. "Please, no one is coming," one of the 14 yr old girls said. Just then, they heard footsteps getting closer. All the children looked to the source, and saw a guy in an odd hooded vest, scarf, mask, shorts and sandals slowly walk towards them. Naturally, this scared the children, so they got as close to the back of the cage as possible. The guy knelt in front of the cage, and asked the one thing they didn't expect: "why are you in here?"
Back to cobra
Cobra calmly waited for one of them to answer his gentle question. "Most of us were taken from our homes, the rest were sold," a 12 yr old girl answered. Naturally, this caused cobra's blood to boil. Cobra took a deep breath and calmed down. "Who among you is ill? I ask because i smelled disease along with your despair," cobra told the group in the cage.
The youngest in the cage raise her hand. Cobra gently motioned her forward, and she nervously walked forward. Cobra got a good look at her. The 8 yr old girl had red hair and black eyes. "Hmm, what are you feeling, young one?" cobra asked. "Feeling?" she asked. "You are sick, child. What did you start feeling after you got sick?" cobra elaborated. "Oh," the girl said, before she started thinking. "i' ve been feeling really weak, i sneeze and cough a lot," the girl said.
"Hmm," cobra said as he crossed his arms and pondered what she said. "Sounds like you have a common cold, cobra said. "Some medicine and rest you should be better in a few days," cobra told her. He then stood up. "Where are you going, mister?" the sick girl asked. "The job i was hired to do: deal with the people that stole you girls," cobra said, before he turned around and left. He didn't see the tears of joy, but he could smell them from the little girls.
Cobra sniffed the air, found the thieves, and followed their scents. After tracking them for a few minutes, he found the strongest of the scents behind a locked door he found. He tried to open it, but it wouldn't move. "Shit, locked," he said. He then walked away a few steps, then turned and faced the locked metal door. He got in a ready pose and covered his fists in poison.
Inside the room
The thieves were cheering, as they had successfully got another large haul, and a few new little girls, no older than 10. "Hah, that spineless mayor has yet to come after us, an i doubt he will, at this point," the leader cheered, and his men cheered with him, while the little girls were cowering.
Suddenly, there was a loud banginging sound coming from the door. The thieves quieted at the sound, and looked at the door in surprise, while the children looked in hope.
*BANG* there was a rather large dent on the door, surprising the thieves, since the door was solid metal. *BANG* *BANG* two more large dents appeared on the door, scaring the thieves, and causing the children to be more hopeful.
Getting a bad feeling, the thieves in front of the door cleared a path between the door and the wall. Their leader was confused. "Why did you-" the leader was saying, but he was interrupted.
*BANG* the door was flying towards the wall. Thankfully for the thieves, the path was cleared and they weren't injured. "WHO DARES INTRUDE IN OUR BASE?! WHO'S THE FUTURE DEAD MAN?!" the leader yelled out.
Suddenly, there was the sound of someone walking towards them. Everyone turned to the source of the sound coming through the door. What they saw was a guy in a hooded vest with odd markings, a scarf and mask that looked like scales, shorts and sandals.
"Who are you, and why are you here, dead man?!" the leader demanded. The person slowly looked at the leader. "I am cobra, a mage of fairy tail," cobra introduced himself. The thieves were stunned. "As for why i am here," cobra continued, getting their attention. "The leader of that town sent out requests for someone to eliminate the nearby thieves, cobra continued, scaring the thieves. The request promised 40,000 jewel to get rid of the thieves AND clear out the cave system, so i can only assume that it meant to save the stolen children," he said, scaring the thieves further. "On the way down here, i found children in a cage. Now, you lot have earned my rage," cobra growled out, terrifying the thieves. Cobra vanished in a blur of speed, grabbed the newly stolen children, and was back in his place before the thieves could react.
Cobra gently put the girls down and turned them to face him. "There are other little girls here, run to them. I will join you after i am done, here," cobra told them. He then told them where the other little girls are, and how to get there. They hugged him, then ran to the room.
"What the hell, man?!" one of the thieves called out. Cobra turned to the thieves. He pulled down his hood amd mask. Do you know which guild i am from?" cobra asked them.
"No, we don't," the leader said.
"The answer," cobra was telling them. "Is right here," he finished, pointing at the guild mark on his right shoulder. The thieves then got a good look at it. "F-f-fair tail," the leader managed to get out. Cobra grinned, and set a wall of poison around the room. "That's right. Now come, give me a good fight," cobra said savagely.
As one, the leader's men charged and started doing what they can to blast cobra with their magic. "Poison dragon's barrier," cobra cast, spinning around and creating a barrier of poison to protect him. After successfully blocking the attacks, cobra dispelled the barrier. "Poison dragon's talon," cobra sent them flying with a kick. Cobra saw that they were down after that. "Aw, come on, is that it for you lot?" cobra complained. One managed to get up. "Oh, lookie here, we have a fighter, here," cobra said. Poison dragon's," he began as he charged at the sole standing minion of the leader of the thieves. The thief managed to create a wall of stone. "Iron fist," cobra finished. His iron fist pierced clean through the stone wall and sent the guy flying. After pulling his fist out of the wall, cobra turned to the leader.
"All or nothing attack?" cobra proposed. "Fair enough," the leader of the thieves agreed. The leader charged up a crap ton of what looked like fire magic. "Poison dragon's," cobra began. "Flame," the leader began. "roar/javelin" cobra and the leader cast at the same time. Cobra roared poison at the leader, while the leader sent a javelin of compressed fire. After fighting for about 30 seconds, cobra's attack overcame to javelin, and killed the leader. "Job nearly complete," cobra said. He then inhaled and ate the poison in the are, restoring his reserves. However, he also ate a bit of fire, not that he noticed. The fire went to the phoenix tears that were still in his system, strengthening them.
Cobra went to go get the little girls that he found. After he entered the room with the cage, he told the children this, "the bad men will no longer bother you." the children cried tears of joy a bit. Cobra walked up to the cage. "Stand back," he told them. The children in the cage stood back. Cobra grabbed the locked door to the cage, and ripped the door off. The children in the cage then crowded him and tried to hug him in thanks. Cobra hugged them all. "Wait here, i'm going to find something to help me carry you all," cobra told the children. They nodded, and he went back to that room where he killed the thieves.
After searching for a few minutes, he found two items: an old timey covered wagon, and a bottomless bag. He checked the bag, and saw that there was a LOT of treasure in it. So, he simply put all the treasure that the thieves stole into the bag, and clipped it to his belt. Luckily, the door was large enough to let the wagon through. He pulled the wagon to outside the room with the children. "Found something, girls," cobra told them. The children eagerly ran to him, and he helped them into the wagon. After all the children were in the wagon, he literally pulled the wagon back to the town.
After a half hour of pulling, cobra managed to get the wagon to the gate. "Halt," one of the guards said, until they realized that it was cobra. "Ah, welcome back, sir. How did it go?" the guard asked. "A success," cobra said simply. "What's in the wagon?" the other guard asked. "The missing children from the city," cobra said. The guards were shocked. "Well, what are you waiting for?! Get them into the city," one of the guards said, motioning cobra and the wagon inside.
Once inside the town wall, cobra asked one of the locals where the police station and the hospital were. Cobra took the wagon to the police station, then went inside. "Hello? Officers?" cobra called into the building. One of the officers came forward. "Yes?" she asked. "I found the missing children," cobra said. The female officer grew excited. "Well, where are they?!" she exclaimed. "I brought them in the wagon out front," cobra said. The lady officer ran to the wagon out front and opened the back. "SISTER!" most of the children called.
Cobra walked up to her. If you could take them inside to find their families," i need to get one to the hospital," cobra said. "Why's that?" "that little girl has a common cold, and a hospital has the best medicine in any population," cobra explained. With that, the lady officer took the well little girls into the building, so they could find their homes and arrest the ones that sold their children. Cobra then picked up the sick girl and literally ran to the hospital of the town. "I have a sick little girl here," cobra called out, getting a nurse to get to them. Once the nurse took the little girl, cobra said, "far as i can tell, she has a common cold, but i may be wrong," cobra explained.
Once the nurse examined the little girl, she had a diagnosis. "Well, you were right, sir; she has a common cold. Once the little girls parents come here, who should i tell saved their daughter?" sh e asked. "Cobra of fairy tail," cobra said, before leaving.
Outside
Cobra was walking to the manor at the top of the hill, when he was surrounded by little girls. "Ah, hello again, girls, i'm trying to finish the job i'm currently on," cobra tried to explain to them. "Aaaahh," the little girls complained. Cobra knelt in front of them. "Listen. In a couple of weeks, how about you ask your parents to take you to magnolia, to visit the fairy tail guild?" cobra proposed. "Okay~," the little girls said, before they hugged him and ran back to their parents. With that, cobra continued on his walk to the manor.
Just outside the manor
Cobra rang the doorbell, and was let in by the butler that let him in the first time. The butler led cobra to his master. "Ah, the fairy tail wizard. Did you manage to complete the task?" the master of the house asked, then looked at the new garment that cobra was wearing. "Looks nice. Made from that coat you had?"
"I did finish it. The thieves are dead and the children returned, and yes, my new vest is made from my jacket. I must say, i LOVE what she did to it, as i was never this comfortable in my jacket," cobra said. "Very good," the master of the house said, before he put a sack of jewel on the desk. "Here's the payment for a job well done," the master said. "Thank you, sir," cobra said, before he took the sack of jewel and left the manor.
Before leaving the town, however, he wrote a note for the tailor, and put 6,000 jewel with it on her counter to show his appreciation for his vest. He made it so that the tailor would get them. He then left the town.
A few hours later, halfway to magnolia
Cobra had been walking to magnolia for a few hours now. He was setting up a fire for his camp when a thought came to him. "Huh. i don't care about them, but i wonder what's happening back in the wizarding world," he pondered out loud. As he was distracted, he didn't realize that the fire had started, resulting in cobra getting his hand burned. "AGH," he exclaimed in pain as he gingerly held his hand. "Nicely done, cobra. You were so lost in thought that you burned yourself," he berated himself.
Scene change to shortly after harry left the wizarding world
It had been about a half hour since harry left, when the door to the empty common room opened. And who else was it, but his former friends. Ron and hermione entered the room, chatting amongst each other, when hermione noticed some stuff on the table. "Ron, did you leave some of your stuff out, again?" hermione asked. "No i didn't hermione. Why?" ron denied and asked. Instead of answering, hermione went to the table. When she saw what was on it, she screamed. "What?" ron asked as he walked up to the table. He saw what hermione saw, and he was dumbfounded. The reason is because there was parchment on the table, obviously a message, and harry's broken wand.
"Why is harry's wand broken, and here?" ron asked. "Maybe the answer is on the parchment," hermione said as she picked up the parchment and unfolded it. It was a letter addressed to everyone in the wizarding world in general. The biggest thin, was that the letter was written in BLOOD.
"To whoever finds this letter,
I have had enough of being famous for something i don't remember doing. I am tired of being accused of shit that i did not do. I'm sick of being the scapegoat for the mindless masses of the wizarding world. But the last straw was EVERYONE turned on me, because of that damn death trap known as the triwizard tournament. To granger and the youngest male weasley, i am simply disgusted and disappointed in you. You two, more than anyone at hogwarts, should know what my luck was like. Every damn year, my life was in danger in what was SUPPOSED to be the safest school in the magical world. Me being in that tournament was nothing more than yet ANOTHER attempt on my life.
To minerva mcgonagall, you were my head of house, yet you did NOT embody what it meant to be a gryffindor. No one in that house did. *scoff* house of the brave and loyal, indeed. To snape, i am NOT my father, snivilous. Never have, never was, never will be. Yet, you took your hatred of a dead man out on his son that never knew him. Go back to kissing voldemort's robes, you death eater.
To the house of hufflepuff, i have had most of the problems in my time here from you lot. When i spoke to that snake in that farce of a club, i had NO idea that i could speak snake. If you want to know, i was telling that snake to NOT attack justin. Yet, you lot constantly attacked me. House of the just, indeed.
To albus too-many-names-dumbledore, you have failed to heed my warning that my name was going to come out of that damn cup. You are nothing more than a damn coward. Listen well, you manipulative bastard, you fucked with my life for the last time.
To the ministry of magic, most of you lot are idiotic dumbasses. Honestly, i did my research. The dark mark CANNOT BE TAKEN UNWILLINGLY! The excuse of the imperious was a load of bullshit spouted by purebloods, so they don't go to that hellhole called azkaban. Fudge, your fuck-ups were ESPECIALLY monumental. In my third year, you placed DEMENTORS around a school for children! Here's something that you did not consider in your pea-brain: if sirius was able to slip past them and escape from azkaban, why couldn't he slip past them to enter hogwarts?! Not to mention, two things. First, when he found me, instead of attacking me, he simply spoke to me. hell, he never received a trial, before he was shipped to azkaban. Second, the dementors ALWAYS CAME AFTER ME!
To the rest of the magical world, you can deal with voldemort on your own.
I have already left the wizarding world. May the world of blind pride, prejudice and bigotry reap what it has sown,
Harry potter"
Hermione read out loud. She was shocked, and she started to despair. Ron was frozen still in shock. Unbeknownst to them, harry had sent a copy of the letter to the daily prophet AND the quibbler.
Needless to say, the cries of shock and outrage were heard all over the wizarding world of britain. Severus was seething. Minerva was crying. Albus was fuming at the loss of his weapon.
Who knows what else is in store for them.
Back to the world of fairy tail
The morning after he camped, he started to walk back to magnolia, again. After a few hours of walking, he found a cave. "Well, looks like i can rest here for a while," cobra muttered, before he went inside, laid on the ground and began his nap. After what seemed like seconds, but was really a few hours, cobra heard a noise, and he sat up with a jolt. He looked around to try to find the source, and decided to investigate deeper in the cave.
After going to the back of the long-ass cave, he saw the source of the noise: a bunch of vulcans arguing about what to do with something. When cobra looked closer, he saw that it was a rather large egg. The egg was solid white, with the exception of black spots dotting the shell.
Cobra walked into the clearing. "Alright, dubasses, you lot interrupted my sleep. Time for you to be punished," cobra said, getting the attention of the vulcans. As one, the vulcans charged at cobra. "Poison dragon's barrier," cobra cast, expelling some miasma and spinning in a circle. Needless to say, the vulcan's were poisoned. Cobra then proceeded to beat the hell out of them with his iron fists. After he finished punishing the vulcan's, the vulcans glowed a bit, before they disappeared, leaving different people in their place.
"You lot ok?" cobra asked. "No, but we'll live, young man. Thank you for freeing us," one of the newly released men said. "No problem," cobra said, before he grabbed the egg and left the cave system.
A few hours after he left the cave, he entered magnolia. "*groan*, finally made it," cobra complained. "Now that i think about it, taking the train would be easier, but then i'd have to stock up on motion sickness pills," cobra pondered.
Just then, one of the guards for the city came up to him. "Who are you, why are you here and what's that in your arms?" the guard asked. "In order: i'm cobra. I'm coming back from my first job. I have no idea, so i'm taking it to my guildmaster to see what he has to say," cobra said.
"Where's your guild mark?" the guard asked. Cobra then showed him his guild mark. "Alright, go on inside, cobra," the guard said, letting cobra into the city.