Deep in the forests in America, was a hidden mansion. And in that mansion was a man who had been a coma for over fifteen and a half years. He had long straight red hair and had a strange mark under his left eye and a scar under his right. He just lay immobile on the same bed in the infirmary he had for the past decade and a half.

Suddenly he shot up with a gasp his eyes glowing a bright eerie chemical Green. "HARRY!" He yelled scaring the other man in the room is badly that he dropped the beaker that was holding his latest poison. Luckily he caught it but turned with a scowl until he saw who had startled him so badly.

"Jason! You're awake!" He cried. Jason looked at him confused.

"E. J? What's going on? Where am I? Where is Harry? Where is my son? How long have I been here?" He asked in rapid succession. E. J raised his hands.

"Woah. Slow down. Yes it's me. You just woke up from a coma. You're at the mansion. I don't know. I don't know. Fifteen and a half years." He answered.

"Fifteen and Half years!? I need to find my son!" He said before disappearing.

Somewhere in England

Harry Potter had finally snapped. Both literally and figuratively. When he had gotten home from his fifth year at hogwarts he had been beaten worse than ever in his life. The night before his sixteenth birthday was the end of everything.

There he lay on the floor in his room covered in cuts and blood with his vision fading in and out. Suddenly he heard the clock downstairs strike midnight and he felt a flood of pain rush through him.

His body grew slightly taller and more muscular, his hair grew longer turned a mixture of blue, red, and green, he gained slightly pointed ears, his teeth grew sharper, his lips gained a natural black tint and his eyes changed to heterochromia red and green. His body was healed of all past and present injuries including his 'curse' scar. Once his transformation was complete he fell to the floor with a loud thump that was guaranteed to wake his relatives.

His uncle ripped open the door and stomped in the room and froze at the sight of his nephew. Harry just laid there with shaking shoulders.

"Boy, if you don't get up now you get the beating of a lifetime." He threatened. He waited a second and was shocked to hear muffled laughter from the lump on the floor.

"Did you not hear me boy?" He snarled. The laughter grew louder and more high pitched.

"You'll give me? The beating of a lifetime? You've already given me several and I've survived them all." As he was talking he use his magic to create a blue, red, and green mallet. Not that his uncle noticed of course. "But you know what, I've decided to forgive you on on condition…" Vernon scowled.

"And what is that you freak?" He asked. Suddenly Harry shot up off the floor and flew at him with the mallet raised.

"HOW WELL YOU CAN HANDLE PAIN!" He yelled and he swung the mallet, completely decapitating the man with one swing. The headless body thumped down to the ground and the blood began pouring out onto the floor of the room and into the hall. Harry set the mallet down and leaned on the handle as he gazed down at his headless Uncle. The he began to laugh. As he laughed it became slightly higher and more insane until he was cackling like the joker.

"Oh, poor baby, uncle." He cooed. "Can't even handle a tiny hit from a mallet. Wonder what will happen to the other two. Oh Petunia! Dudley! Come out, come out wherever you are! Candy wants to PLAY!" He said in a growl. He threw open the door and walked out into the hallway that connected his room to the rest of the house. Looking around he noticed that nothing was moving as he wandered around the house he found no one there and he figured that they ran as soon as he began to change.

He shrugged and went downstairs to find something to eat his looks changing as he went. He now had his normal black hair with blue, red, and green streaks, his red eye turned blue, his lips returned to a more normal shade and his ears were slightly less pointed. As he gathered stuff to cook so that he could eat he pulled his hair up and out of his face in a ponytail.

Suddenly he felt a presence appear behind him. "Who are you and what do you want?" He asked startling the person. Setting down his spatula, he turned to see the person staring at him in shock and… horror? The other man suddenly shook his head and focused on the man standing by the stove.

"My name is Jason. Jason Evans. Also known as Jason the Toymaker and Lily Evans." He said hoping that this was his son. The man gave a double take and stared at him.

"You can't be Lily Evans. She's a female and you're a male. And she's dead. Explain that to me. My name is Harrison James Potter also known, now, as Candy Pop." Jason sighed and began to explain.

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Harry stood there in shock. His mother was actually a man and he wasn't dead, but had been in a fifteen and a half year coma. He almost couldn't wrap his head around it. He set his dirty plate in the sink and sat back down in his chair heavily. Placing his head in his hands he began to curse everyone he knew in his mind except his mother of course.

After a moment he got up and went to hug his mother. "Can I call you Papa? Or Dad?" He asked. Jason ran a hand through his hair.

"You can call me whatever you'd like, baby. I have several years to make up. We need to go though. You can't stay here. There's a place in America that people like us can go and stay." Harry nodded and ran up to his room to grab his stuff. Not even 10 min later, he was back down and ready to go.

Jason raised an eyebrow, but didn't say anything. Raising his hand he shrunk Harry's stuff and slipped it in a pocket. Grabbing Harry's arm he apparated him to the local Forest. As they walked deeper and deeper into the trees Harry felt the air temperature and humidity change.

"Where are we? " He asked. Jason looked down at him with a smile.

"We're in the Operator's Forests in New York, America. We're almost home baby. Ready?" Harry nodded. "Now, I want you to be careful around certain people. You will be sleeping with me for a while because Jeff will try to kill you. Don't play hide and seek with Sally, and just watch what you say. And always be kind to people." Harrison nodded.

"Yes mum. Can I change my name? I at least want my first name changed." He asked and Jason turned to him.

"What do you want to change it to?" He asked. Harry averted his eyes and looked at the floor.

"Raiden. Raiden James Evans-Priest." Jason looked at him with pride and nodded.

"Yes that's perfect for your new you. We'll drop into the American Gringotts and officially change it. Alright?" Raiden nodded with a happy smile.

As they continued walking, they came upon a huge mansion. Jason turned to his son with a soft smile. "Welcome home, baby." He said and opened the door. Turing to lead his son inside he yelped and jumped. Raiden peeked around his mother to see what had scared him so badly.