Yo again. Told you i would post this up after the Dust Bin.

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A young, scrawny, pale boy with glasses over his emerald eyes and a lightning bolt shaped scar on his forehead over his left eye hated his so called life. Whenever his uncle had somehow lost a business deal and blamed it on him, when he was at school and his cousin had failed a pop quiz, he too was blamed for it. His dear, sweet aunt (Insert gagging noise here, please) finding out that there was no juicy gossip going on around her quaint home villa and of course blamed who?

You guessed it.

Him, the freak of the family. His aunt and Uncle were known around as the Dursleys and they were as Duresleyish as they come. (Duresleyish? Is that how they think of themselves? It's not even a real word!) They lived in a quaint little house on a private drive known as Privet Drive and in the number four house at the furthest end from the main road. His Aunt and Uncle's names were Petunia (Which she looked nothing like) and Vernon (Big fat walrus) with their son Dudley (who in their right mind would name their kid that!) and they utterly hated him for what he did not know.

He cooked, cleaned and washed after the three and barely managed to survive himself and discovering that his name wasn't 'freak' or 'boy' when at school, but rather…Harry. Harry Potter. Not to mention all the odd things that happened around him; why just today when he was at the zoo with his 'family' (He used the term extremely loosely) in the reptile house, he was talking to the snake, A Brazilian Boa, when Dudley's friend, Piers had called his uncle and cousin over.

Dudley, in his rush to see what the snake was doing at Pier's excited shout, had pushed Harry off the rail and looked at the Boa gleefully as its head reared up in shock at the interruption. Harry, now on the ground, got angry at Dudley and he felt a prickling sensation from his strange scar. Just like that, Dudley was hanging in the air for a few scant seconds before his weight from pressing his nose against the glass caused him to topple over into the aquarium of the Boa just as the snake slithered out and gave Harry a wink before quickly slithering away snapping at anyone that got in its way.

Unfortunately, his Uncle Vernon had seen what had happened at the zoo as Dudley tried to get out of the Aquarium only to find the glass back in place with his Aunt panicking at her 'darling son' being trapped.

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Which led to now; he was in the back seat of his Uncle's car along with Petunia in the front with her husband, Piers and Dudley in the back with him with his Uncle looking furious and muttering something unintelligible. Harry knew that he was in trouble judging by the way his uncles' face was turning to the shade of ruby red and puce with spittle flying from his lips as he muttered. Petunia tried to talk to him but he snapped something that made Harry's blood turn ice cold.

"No, Pet! No more! I will not have that freak of nature any longer in my house! I do not care what the old fool said in his freak letter! We will be rid of that monster once and for all!" Vernon said in a semi-quiet tone which was loud enough for everyone to hear.

Harry chanced a look at Dudley who was smiling up a storm along with Piers. They got their kicks out of watching Harry be harmed and had created a game called 'Harry Hunting' to see who can beat on Harry the most. At first it was only the two boys but there were others that had seen the fun and now it was up to five boys. Harry shuddered as his uncle turned onto another road…a road that DID NOT lead back to number Four. Harry's mind wondered what was going to happen but the gut feeling he had was warning him that it was not good.

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Vernon stopped the car in a secluded forest; he had been driving for at least three hours to a place where he had once camped with his great-grandfather many years ago. He grinned madly as he thought of what he was about to do. The little freak had used…his freakishness…on his own son and friend. To hell with him being related to him…he was going to put the freak back in hell where he belonged along with his freak set of parents!

He was a religious fanatic and he knew that such things were an abomination to the one he called God.

His family and Piers were out of the car looking around in sheer wonderment including the freak. He cast a glance at his Wife, Petunia, who nodded stiffly; she had agreed with the scheme he had cooked up and also agreed that her son was going to be infected with her so called nephew's unnaturalness. He looked at his son and called out in a fake jovial tone.

"Dudley! Go find us a nice Rock or Stick will you Son? I want to teach you three boys something." He said with a fake smile.

Dudley shocked that his father was going to show the freak something, just nodded dumbly and waddled off to find what he was looking for. Little did the family realize that what Dudley will choose…was going to alter everything that they knew.

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Dudley was confused; why was his father going to show his freak of a cousin, Harry, something? It didn't make much sense to him. He looked for a rock or a stick, but he didn't find any and it was a forest for pete's sake! There suppose to be rocks and sticks around! Dudley, unhappy that his freak of a cousin was a part of something again, kicked a tree and howled with pain as he stubbed his big toe. He leapt around wildly trying and failing to get the pain to stop. He was hopping around so much that he missed the small ledge that he was near and tumbled down it. It was, unluckily, very shallow so Dudley didn't hurt himself too badly much to the boy's disappointment; he was hoping to use the pain of a bump to get something more out of his parents.

But the disappointment quickly turned to excitement as he saw something on the ground; it was long and narrow with a point at the end and a jagged edge on the other end. It looked like a stick…but when did sticks glow an eerie purple? Ah, what did it matter to Dudley? The sooner he showed this to his father, the sooner he could get home and play on his computer. He quickly grabbed it, not noticing the glowing stick's glow became a shade brighter as he tottered off back to his parents and the freak.

If he had looked around some, he would've noticed a cave and if he had wandered into the cave, he would've found two giant bodies both locked in combat since time immemorial; one of the bodies was a slate gray with purple lining the neck and elbow areas with the top part of the body being that of a gladiator and its fingers as sharp as knives with a strange looking cannon on its left arm.

The eyes of the giant were black indicating that it was possibly dead and its mouth was set into a permanent sneer. A face-like symbol that was sharper and more pointed was emblazoned upon the dead giant's chest; it even had horns and seemed to look more like a helmet of some medieval knight. In the centre of its forehead was a spiked image that seemed to resemble a crown. It just seemed to scream Evil to any that viewed it.

The other giant was red, blue and silver and was of a slight shorter height then the other robot and had a strange faceplate over where its mouth would be. It eyes were also black, indicating that the other giant was dead as well with a gun locked on the other giants face. On its shoulders was a symbol; One looked like the face of a human, but with a much flatter, mechanical edge; its head appeared to be divided by a strip of red paint that cut into a Y-shape; where the eyes were meant to be, however, were just two empty sockets and a mouth that appeared to be set into a frown. But despite its nature, it seemed to be kind and gentle to any who saw it.

It is a pity that Dudley didn't see this…for had he seen the two, he would've noticed other glowing rocks surrounding the two beings as well.

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When Dudley returned with the strange looking stick…no, it was a crystal. Even better. Vernon grinned again as his son handed him the crystal and stood by Piers.

"Alright…here what I want to show you boys." Vernon said in a drawl that was bad.

The three boys looked eager…well, the two did while the freak did not look excited at all. He would have to change that.

"Come now Harry!" Vernon said, shuddering as he used the freak's name. "You want to pay attention to this! Since it involves you."

This made the boy perk up a bit and nearly made Vernon go right there and then. He looked as the boy stepped forward and look at Vernon with bright eyes.

"What is it that I need to do Uncle?" Harry asked.

Vernon smile became nasty which made Harry's senses go off. Quicker than his weight belied Vernon's hand that was wrapped around the strange crystal shot forward and went through Harry's body. It easily went through his frail body after being years of starved.

Harry gave a strangled gasp as the crystal pierced his heart and he felt blood well up in his mouth. He fell to the ground on his back staring up at the blue sky as Dudley and Piers gave out a cry of shock while his Aunt gave a short cry herself. Vernon entered his line of blurring vision and spoke in a tone that showed only malice.

"Showing my son how to deal with Freaks of nature like yourself." Vernon said before he barked at his wife, son and his son's friend to get in the car and promising Dudley and Piers ice cream if they kept mum about what they had seen.

Harry heard the car's tires squeal away leaving him alone on the forest floor. He had tears in his eyes as he continued to stare up at the sky but he had a smile on his face.

"I'm coming…mum…dad…" He whispered just as blackness descended onto him.

But Fate had other plans.

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