Harry Potter and the Lost Gate

Prologue: Destiny's Call

Summary: Harry is abused so badly by his relatives that he almost dies at the age of seven. While on the boundary of life and death Harry learns of something that no other wizard has ever dreamed of. What will happen when Harry awakens a power the world hasn't seen since before the founding of Hogwarts? Powerful Grey Harry, Harry x Daphne.

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or anything else in this story.

Private Drive Number 4

A young boy with dark hair and green eyes was trying to find a place to hide. He had some how managed to set his aunt's garden on fire when he was angered by the way his relatives treated him. Do to this he was now trying to find some place to hide from his uncle. He knew that if his uncle found him he would be in trouble. As young Harry was thinking this he heard his Uncle and turned around to see him right behind him.

Before Harry could move his uncle grabbed him by the throat and slammed him into the wall. "I've had enough of your freakishness boy. We've put a rough over your head, fed you, bathed you, given you a bed all from the generosity in our hearts." His uncle Vernon said punctuating each word by either slamming Harry into the wall or punching him as hard as he could.

Harry screamed and coughed up blood. His uncle then threw him down and kicked him through the cupboard door that counted as his bedroom. Harry just laid on the ground coughing up blood and bleeding onto the floor of the cupboard not having the strength to move. Soon his world faded to black as his eyes slowly closed. The little seven year old was sure he would die.

Unknown place and time

Harry opened his eyes to see nothing but blackness around him. He realized he was floating on his back and wondered if this darkness was the afterlife and if this was all there was to death. "I guess I really did die." Harry said looking around the darkness.

Suddenly there was a bright light floating in front of Harry a little ways that caused him to float up until he was on his feet. "Your not dead little one. There is still much that you have to do in your world to much for your end to come now." A musical voice emanated from the light. "However before you can wake up you must be tested. Your life will take a turn for the better after you have passed this test. I believe you have the will to pass this test and all others that have yet to come. Now go show the world your power." The light said before disappearing and a glowing path showed up under Harry's feet extending out in front of him.

Even though he didn't fully understand what was going on Harry started to walk along the path. As he walked he noticed something not far off in the distance. He moved a little more sure of himself and stopped in front of a large a gold gate with several symbols and figures depicted on it. In the center of the gate just to where Harry could stick his arm in was a gargoyles mouth. "Harry James Potter you have been chosen to undertake the trial of the dark flame. Do you accept this right?" A malevolent voice rang out from the gate.

Harry gulped for a minute before steeling himself. Most seven year olds would be pissing themselves and crying. But Harry wasn't most seven year olds he had seen more evil in his life time then most adults. "Yes I accept tell me what I have to do." Harry said looking at the gate.

"Very good. To begin place your arm with in the keyhole. You will be tested for worthiness." The same voice rang out from the gate. Harry noticed that the mouth of the gargoyle had started to glow and assumed that was the keyhole. He stuck his right arm into the mouth all the way to the shoulder. Once his arm was all the way in the Gargoyle's jaws clamped down on Harry's shoulder causing him to cry out. But the pain didn't stop there. Shortly after Harry felt like his whole arm from his wrist all the way up to his shoulder felt like it was caught on fire. Harry fell to his knees screaming but surprisingly didn't pull his arm out. After what felt like eternity the gargoyle released his arm allowing him to pull it out and hold it close to his chest.

"I-is it over?" Harry asked looking at the gate well clutching is arm. He faintly noticed what looked like a flame tattoo running up his arm completely wrapped around it and black instead of the burns he expected.

"You have been found worthy and the powers of the dark flame have been awarded to you. Now step through the gate and learn how to wield them as well as your destiny." The voice said as the gate opened. Harry stood and walked through the gate. As soon as he did his mind was bombarded with several mental images most of which had him snapping his fingers or using his fist to cause black flames either to engulf things around him, in front of him, or even his own arm. There was also a voice that entered his telling of a dark lord and the one who would defeat him. Harry somehow knew that this had to do with him.

Private Drive Number 4

Every one of the Dursleys was startled when Harry woke up and stood straight up his wounds seemingly completely healed like they were never there. What startled them more though was the black flames surrounding him as well as the flame marks on his arm. "W-what the hell is this freak?" Vernon managed to get out well backing away from Harry.

Petunia and Dudley screamed as a black flame like whip shot out and cut Vernon in half before completely burning his body to nothing. "Shut up you stupid ass whale." Harry said with far more venom and tenacity then a seven year old should have. "Now as for you two I've had enough of the abuse and neglect. That ends today because as of now none of you will exist and no one will ever be able to figure out what happened." Harry said the flames around him starting to spin wildly as the marks on his arm glowed a purple color. "I call upon the power that even the gods fear. As the rightful bearer of the burden that is the crest of hatred I summon thee. Come forth and destroy that which has caused me agony flames of the darkened sun." Harry said in a darker voice then before. The flames spun faster then rose high above his head and spread outward engulfing the whole house. No one ever heard the screams of Petunia and Dudley Dursley as they were burned alive. And no one ever knew what happened to Harry Potter, as all that was left of Private Drive Number 4 was ash.

A/N: Ok here is the prologue. No Harry's power is not Amaturasu nor is it Hiei's power. It's something completely different.