The Heir of Turin
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Harry awoke with a horrible ache in his head as he observed his surroundings. He was in a dark throne room lit with torches all lined up along the walls and he was currently laying at the base of a throne that had a man dressed all in black with a crown made of a sparkling metal and carrying three small crystals arranged in an upside down triangle in the center. The man smiled down at Harry and spoke with a voice that carried throughout the hall.
"Greetings Harry son of James I am Melkor the fifteenth being created by Illuvitar in the beginning of all things." Harry gasped as he recognized just who had addressed him, and spoke up,
"you're Morgoth, the creator of orcs and the original Dark Lord." Morgoth merely sighed,
"Yes Harry all you say is true, and here you see my prison a mockery of my fortress Angband where my brother Manwe has declared that I must remain for all eternity, I will admit also for the first thousand years I watched on in anger and carried a longing for vengeance, I was foolish in that I was unable to see the pain I had wrought on others, only seeing what I had lost; but then my father arrived, despite all I had done he still looked at me with sadness for what had happened to me, when I refused to listen to him however he decided that drastic steps needed to be taken so using his powers he made me feel all the pain, emotional and physical, that I had inflicted on others. By the end I had realized what I had done and continued my exile in here deciding that I could not be trusted with the powers I had once had at least, not in the mortal realm, I instead decided to pass some of my powers on to a line of successors that I could trust and for a while peace reigned until one day the last of the line of Hurin, the line that I had blessed these powers to because they had stood against me when I was the Dark Lord and had shown strength and honor disappeared and my former lieutenant Sauron took control of my forces and caused the wave of destruction that you see today." Harry was taken aback by the former Dark Lord's story and he was wondering how this deals with me when he asked Melkor laughed,
"I would have thought you'd have realized it by now Harry, the descendent of Turin Turambar, one of his descendants's made it to your world and changed his lines name to the Ancient and Most Noble House of Potter, you Harry are the heir of the house Hurin and my spiritual heir." If Harry had been able to faint he would have, after a few minutes he was able to think clearly and began asking questions,
"So what does being your spiritual heir entail milord?" He asked and Melkor began explaining,
"The most important thing is that all my creations will cease answering to Sauron and will defer to you, essentially you will have stripped his army down to the nine Ringwraiths and their steeds, as well as the Men of the Harad and the Easterlings, while you will command the orc and the Uruks and any other creations of mine, when you return to your home as well they will be able to teleport to you and assist you, as will the Faithful, creatures of mine that travelled with Hadrian Turambar Potter, your namesake, to Earth, where they mated with the planet's goblins creating the race you know today." Once more Harry felt as though he would faint at the level of power he now possessed, he was afraid that he would misuse it and brought this fear up with Melkor who answered,
"Harry I have watched over you since the day you were born and have watched proudly on aas you have faced challenge after challenge, you have suffered horribly in life and yet never have you used your powers to cause others pain, you may have pulled some pranks in revenge for rude words, but never have you truly abused your powers, and for that I am proud of you, now let us train your new powers…"
After what felt like years of training passed Melkor finally declared Harry a master of his powers, while only two days had passed outside this mental training, as a final gift Melkor passed to Harry a beautiful new sword, made of unbreakable metal that could cut through anything, the blade was three feet long with a hand and a half hilt made so that the user could use it with one or two hands, and a pommel shaped as a Dragons head, Harry named it Anglachel after Turin's sword. Along with Anglachel Harry received the Dragon Head Helm, the symbol of the House of Hurin, as he looked up from the helm eager to thank Melkor, Harry noticed that he was gone and the place rapidly began to blur.
Sorry for not updating for a while but things have really started to get busy for me, between college and my new internship, but know that I have not abandoned writing and seek to get more stuff out to you.
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