13 Chapter 12 - Animorph Potion (1/2)
”Axel, is that you?”
”Hey Arnya,” Axel smiles wryly as he walked across a balcony towards a beautiful black haired girl on a dark red wheelchair. She was dressed in a white gown and had a long sniper rifle on her lap.
”Who was chosen this time?” She asked as she turned around to face him.
”A twelve-year-old boy called Vincent Wong,” he said as he leaned on the bars on the balcony, ”father thinks that he could be the one.”
”How do you feel?” Axel looked into her bright red eyes and scratched his head.
”I just want his approval,” he muttered, ”but if he ever sees me for who I really am...”
”Enough moping you dolt,” she said as she flicked his forehead, ”don't ever demean yourself, I won't allow it.”
”Heh, my bad.”
”So this boy, Vincent, what's he like?” She asked as she looked at the scenery,
Axel thought back to the golden-eyed boy and smiled to himself, ”He's a pretty interesting kid.”
”If you say so,” she held her hand up, ”stay silent for a second.”
Axel immediately stopped as she lifted her sniper rifle. Red tendrils of blood slipped into the weapons, making the once black gun have red lines. Arnya lines up a shot at a spot ten kilometres away and held that position before firing.
Even with his enhanced eyes, Axel only managed to catch a small red streak flash across the sky before disappearing.
Ten kilometres away..,
One man was cornering a family as he held his chainsaw.
”Maria, if you won't be with me, then I won't let you be with anyone!” He yelled manically.
”Close your eyes children,” the mother said shielding them, ”we'll be safe.”
”Maria, you take the children away from here,” the husband said gritting his teeth as the man walked towards them, ”I'll distract him.”
”But—,” she started before stopping, ”ok.”
”YOU ALL DONE PRAYING YET?!” The man started running towards them, ”IM GROWING TIRED!”
The husband grit his teeth while his wife grabbed her children's hands, just when the husband was about to meet his fate—
BANG!
A small crater appeared on the floor next to the man as he kept running. The husband looked confused as the man slowed down, coming to a stop before collapsing. His eyes widened as he saw the fist size hole in the man's stomach as blood started leaking from the now dead man.
”We're alive?” he thought in disbelief before being hugged by his family, he started crying with happiness, ”we're alive!”
Ten kilometres away...
”What was it this time?”
”Just a chainsaw wielding psychopath,” Arnya said, ”wasn't the weirdest thing I've seen today.”
”Out of all the vampires, she might possibly have the greatest eyesight,” Axel thought to himself while looking at his sister's red eyes, ”it might even be better than fathers. It's a shame she can't walk though.”
...
”Ah, Mr. Wong!”
”Mr. Ollivander,” Vincent greeted as he walked in the shops, ”is it ready?”
”Yes, come here,” Ollivander said excitedly.
Vincent looked at the now modified pair of gloves with shining eyes. They were pure black in colour with silver lines etched from the fingers to the back of the glove. At the knuckles, there were small metal pieces that Vincent thought would be great for punching others with. Finally, on the back of the glove, there was a small engraved metal plat with a small flat square hole in the middle.
”Can I?” Vincent asked excitedly.
”Of course my boy,” Ollivander said encouragingly.
Vincent wore one glove and felt it automatically fit around his hand. He smiled at the comfortable feeling before pulling out a small flat piece of glass with his Thunderbolt potion in it.
”So that's the 'battery',” Ollivander thought as Vincent inserted it into the back of the glove.
At first, nothing happened causing frowns to appear on their faces before suddenly, the silver lines started to glow faintly.
”The spell I engraved was the shield charm,” Ollivander said, ”to activate it, stretch out your hand and widen your fingers to activate it.”
Vincent did as instructed and jumped back in surprise upon seeing a bright, round, blue wall in front of him.
”It's a success!” Ollivander said with joy as he threw up his hands, ”how wonderful indeed?!”
Vincent was also just as ecstatic as he moved the transparent wall in front of him with his hand. He closed his fist before opening it again, playing around with it. After a while he started frowning.
”Mr. Ollivander, it's a little inconvenient to open my hands when I'm holding something, is there something that could be done about that?”
”This is just a prototype young man,” Ollivander chuckled, ”by the time Hogwarts finishes this year, I reckon that I could fix them up immensely.”
”Then I'll leave that too you sir,” Vincent threw a bag on the counter before running off, ”see you sir!”
”What an odd young man,” Ollivander looked in the bag making him nearly have a heart attack, ”FIVE HUNDRED GALLEONS?!”
...
”Seriously, what did I buy you for?” Vincent said to the little pink snake on his shoulder.
His two weeks of holidays were nearly up. During the day he would play with Nim and the orphanage children. During the night he would be the Trespasser. Tomorrow he would be heading back to Hogwarts.
”Maybe Harry could talk to you? I don't know,” the snake just looked around at the scenery curiously, ”wonder how they're doing anyway?”
”Have you got everything prepared?” Sister An walked up to him before taking a seat on the rooftop.
”Yeah, I'm all good,” Vincent reassured.
”Good to hear,” they both sat on the rooftop in silence as they watched the snow covered London.
”Can I ask what your title, Hell's Hunter is about?” Vincent asked.
”Voldemort,” she said calmly, ”his followers were called the Death Eaters. When I left Hogwarts, I went to train in the east learning martial arts. When I came back, I 'hunted' them down endlessly during the last war. The one who hunts death, Hell Hunter An, that was me.”
”Did you know Harry Potters parents?”
She sighed and looked as if she had aged several years.
”Lily Evens was my best friend, even though we were in different houses, we grew extremely close, her husband, James Potter, was a jerk in my opinion. But he grew out of it and became a someone reliable,” she looked distant as she recalled those memories, ”however, his best friend betrayed him to Voldemort, leading to their deaths. My brother was a friend of theirs, he went after the bloody traitor and tried to stop him only to get blown up. To be honest, I regretted thinking him a coward all those years ago.”
”...Thank you for telling me this Sister An,” Vincent said.
Nothing happened that night, resulting in them both sitting there in silence. They only moved when the sun came up.
...
”Well, I'll see you guys later,” Vincent gave a hug to all the kids. He smiled warmly as he saw the emerald hairpin on Nim's head.
”Stay safe, Brother Vince,” she said as they hugged.
”You too, look after yourself,” Vincent turned to Sister An, ”I'll be heading off now.”
”Take care, Vince,” she gave him a motherly hug before separating.
Vincent arrived at Platform nine and three quarters and looked at the barrier.
”I keep having the feeling not to touch this barrier,” he thought, ”it's almost sickening. Must be an enchantment to keep muggles away.”
Against everything he felt, he charged right through and emerged on a different station. He saw the Hogwarts Express to the side and smiled to himself.
”I frickin love magic.”
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”...”
”What the hell happened while I was gone?!” Vincent asked looking at a fur-covered Hermione.
Hermione hid her face behind the quilt covers while Harry and Ron scratched their heads. The moment Vincent got back to Hogwarts, he heard rumors of Hermione being petrified and rushed straight to the hospital wing. He was greeted with the sight of Harry and Ron standing over a cat girl's bed.
”Welcome back Vince,” Hermione's muffled voice came from behind the covers.
”Hey, Hermione, mind explaining to me what the heck happened?” Vincent asked as he sat down next to her bed.
”I used cat hair by accident,” her voice rang out.
”Well, nothing we can do but wait it out,” Vincent sighed before turning to the boys, ”did you guys get anything from Malfoy at least?”
”Wasn't him,” Ron said looking gloomy, ”we did find out that it was opened fifty years ago, by who we don't know.”
”We still haven't figured out what the monster is either,” Harry mumbled making Vincent stare.
”It's a snake of some sort,” they all looked blankly at him, ”you guys...ugh never mind, I told you guys that it hissed when I blew a potion up in its face, not to mention that the symbol of Slytherin is a snake. It's kind of obvious don't you think?”
”But there aren't any that petrify at a glance,” Hermione said, ”well there is one that kills, but...Hmm.”
”You figured something out Hermione?” Vincent asked.
”I have an idea of what it could be,” she said slowly, ”but it'll take some research.”
Vincent looked at the quilt covered Hermione before pulling the sheets off.
”Wha—Wait!” She panicked.
”As I thought, you don't look so bad,” Vincent said as he looked at Hermione.
”Don't lie to me, I'm hideous,” she said as she reached for the sheets only for Vincent to stop her.
Hermione had small black cat ears and black fur covering her skin. It had obviously receded since it didn't cover all of it. Her face was one of the things uncovered with only a few whiskers and her eyes were like cats.
”I could never think of you as hideous,” Vincent said scratching the back of her cat ears, earning a small purr from her.
Her face went as red as a tomato as she bowed her head. Vincent just smiled before turning back to the boys with Ron making a vomiting pose.
”So how much Polyjuice potion do you guys have left?” he asked, ignoring Ron's antics.
”Still have a good cauldron or so left in Moaning Myrtle's bathroom, why...?”
They all looked scared as Vincent dashed towards Moaning Myrtle's bathroom.
”Ok, he shouldn't be able to cause that much damage with something like the Polyjuice Potion right?” Ron asked feeling scared for his life.
”I hope not.”
...
”So this is your hut,” Snape said curtly as he showed Vincent to a small hut or so in the middle of the school grounds.
It looked exactly like Hagrid's with the exception of a stand of sorts in the front.
”Your little, food shop is here with the ingredients provided by the school personally,” Snape said showing Vincent the kitchen which Vincent admired, ”hurry up boy, I don't have all day.”
They walked inside to find an exact look-alike room similar to Snape's office, except empty.