Title: He reeks of Death

By: FaenAki

Chapter One: Death comes to town

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot, and the cover picture.

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You are dead yet you seek to be found in the book of living.

It was a cloudy day in the small town of Forks, children were in school, and adults were either home or working when he came to town.

Harry James Potter, only few knew his real name, he was more commonly known as the Master of Death. He often passed through, continuing his long walk, observing as lives passed through him. Times had taken a toll on him, his face showing a passive expression. His ears pierced, even the tongue he rarely spoke with had a pierce. His emerald eyes had lost it's twinkle, and now were hollow and dull. Tired lines drawn on his face, dark bags under his eyes. His midnight black wavy hair swayed along with the wind as he continued to walk.

His fingers brushed over an elderly ladys back as he passed and continued on as if nothing had happened with an bored expression on his face.

"Honey, is everything alright?" an elderly man asked, standing up in consern as he saw his wife grow tired all of suddenly. He walked up to her, leaving his coffee on the table.

"I'm alright. I'm just a bit of tired." she said, giving a small smile "Can we leave the coffee here and go home for now?" she asked. Her husband giving off a small nod, still showing worry in his eyes, as he turned his back to her to talk inside and pay for the coffee.

Unknown to him, a black caped man stood behind his wife, unseen by anyone. Placing it's skeleton like hand on the womans shoulder.

Alice jumped in her seat, quickly turning her head towards the window behind her, her eyes giving a small hint off worry.

"Alice, did you see something?" Edward asked, pulling Bella closer to his cold embrace, giving a small hint of fear if something was after Bella once again.

Alice narrowed her eyes, and slowly turned her gaze back towards the table "A wanderer came to town, and he isn't going to move out of here soon either."

"Is it something bad?" Rosalie questioned.

"I don't know what I saw, I just felt this cold feeling, and I just knew, that what ever it was, it's not going to move anytime soon."

Bella gave a look of fear "The Volturi?" she quiestioned.

Alice shook her head, not knowing what to say herself. She had a feeling, that whatever it was, they had to be careful. Her cherry mood was gone for the moment, drowning in the thoughts.

Harry stood in front of his house inhaling the last tobacco he had in his pockets, dully noting that he had to go to the store to buy food and some more tobaccos. Standing outside his home, he observed the view. It was a beautiful forest surrounding it, a two story wooden cabin stood in the middle of a small clearing that was ment to be his garden. The cabin itself was beautiful, made out of fine old oak, and black roof, it looked quite traditional.

He dumped his tobacco leftover in a small can on the front porch and stepped inside the cabin. The inside was modern, yet simple. A kitchen to the left and a small living room to the right, stairs leading upstairs could be found almost infront of the front door, leading to two bedrooms upstairs. A small back door could be found in the corner of the livingroom.

The color design inside the house were black, white and red. Such beautiful colors, Harry thought himself.

He had grown tired, existing since the beginning of time, being the pointing hand to death.
Harry could be called Death himself, giving orders to the reapers who reaped the lives to heaven or hell. The reapers weren't allowed to reap freely, only Harry could choose who lived and who died. He was good at his job, not letting emotions control his actions, death was fair, and everyone would meet it someday.

He wanted to seem like he wandered around, he enjoyed to watch as life flew by. But as you could guess, every 5 second someone should die, and he had to point them out to the reapers. Through all the time he had, he could point the people subconsciously, not really needing to 'teleport' everywhere every 5 second. Only few, who he passed and he decided that time was up for them, he brushed with his fingers marking them with death. Death was fair.

Everyone had a certain collar around their necks, depending on how thin it was, it was time to die.

Exhailing and turning around after checking his house out, he walked out of the house to his garage to his black motorcycle he drove off to the nearest store.

While driving back home, he passed a school. He should start school, to keep his cover, his appearance was quite young even after all these years.

Harry drove up to the parkinglot parking his motorcycle, turning it off and jumping off, he never bothered with an helmet, not that he could die anyway. He pulled up his tobacco pack taking up a smoke and just about to lit it when a lighter was shoved right to his face.

"Hm?"

A brunette barbie like girl was blinking fast, as if her lashes would do some kind of special effect, while her brown eyes looked up towards Harry, trying to look all cute and small. Her small form of 5'1, trying to push forward to lean towards Harrys chest, as if she was innocently "trying" to look up to his eyes.

She lit her the lighter and Harry leaned forward, giving a small bow to lit his smoke. He straightened his back, and exhailed a cloud of smoke muttering a small thanks. His eyes looking up towards the cloudy sky, trying to ignore the girl in front of him.

She gasped as if she only now noticed his left hand he held his tobacco with.

"You have a tattoo?" she beamed "That's so cool!"

Harrys left arm and hand was inked with black skeleton bones, though this girl could only see his hand and a bit into his gray long-arm shirt.

"A tattoo? Few actually." he said. She seemed to beam even more, as if she just decided that Harry was going to be her new meat bag.

His left leg and foot was also covered in black bones tracing where the real bones went. In the middle of his chest he had a triangle, with a circle inside, split with a line in middle.

He tossed the tobacco to the ground and stompped on it, walking towards the school.

"Hey!" he heard behind him, not bothered to stop, he continued on walking. "I'm Jessica by the way." she said catching up with him. She looked at him waiting for him to tell her his name. But all she got was a bored "hm."

He walked into the school, standing by the entrance looking around observing his surrounding.

"I could show you around you know?" Jessica said next to him.

"I think I'll manage." he mumbled while leaving her alone by the entrance.

Harry reached to the small info disk, getting his schedule and a few papers. Ignoring the rant about drinking and smoking on school property being forbidden. He was told to get his teachers to sign the papers and hand it back in by the end of the day. Looking at his schedule he walked to his first class.

Closing his eyes while he walked towards the class, mentally marking people all around the world to the reaper list.

He opened his eyes when he arrived in front of the classroom door. Politely knocking on the door, and stepping inside the class.

Edward froze when a black haired teen stepped inside the classroom. He actually started freezing, when his eyes connected with the emerald eyed teen. Something about him screamed, that he wasn't human.

Edward groaned when he heard Jessica practically jumping around and her planning how to be friend the new guy. Edward calmed down a bit, when he felt Bella rest her hand on his.

He noted that the teens voice was hoarse as if he hadn't spoken in a long time. "My name is Harry Potter, I come from England, pleased to meet you." Harry forced a small smile.

Harry noticed that a deep brown haired topaz eyed 'teen', was staring at him, he gave a small glare back. 'Tsk. Vampire...*'

'*... you know when there's one, there are...' Harry entered the cafeteria, noticing four more topaz eyed strangers 'others.' he sighed.

He bought himself a sandwich and sat down by a table next to the window, watching outside, dully noting that he was approached by 5 vampires and a mortal. Just when they stopped by his table, he turned around to glare up at them. He offered them all to take a seat by pointing at the chairs around the table. They quickly took a seat around the table. The mortal girl sitting next to Harry, all of them watching him with mild interest, trying to figure him out. None of them saying anything until Harry broke the silence.

"So, how's life?" he questioned with a bored tone.

There was no "Hi", "My name is _", "Whatcha names?", his question seemed to take the others by surprise.

The big guy seemed to be the first one to relax "It's great", he gave a small smile. Though Harry didn't look amused at all.

Bella wanted to introduce herself, trying to show her kind and social side. "Hi, My name is Be-"

only to be cut off by Harry.

"I know who you are." Harry said, closing his eyes and pointing with a lazy finger from left to right. "Isabella Swan, or should I say Bella? Edward Cullen, Alice Cullen, Jasper Hale, Emmet Cullen, Rosalie Hale"

Bella seemed shocked, but so did the others, they hadn't seen him talk with anyone today, so how come he knew their names.

But Harry continued. "...or should I call you by your birthnames? Mansen, Brandon, Withlock, McCarty and Hale?" he opened his eyes to look at them with mild interest.

The Cullens seemed to suck a breath of air, even though they didn't need it. Only to see Harry give a smile that shouted "oh-I-know".

Bella seemed shocked, and stumbled, falling to the right side to Harry. She gasped as she felt how cold his skin was.

"Vampire?" she whispered, thinking only Cullens would hear it.

"My eyes wouldn't be green, girl." Harry muttered, giving her a side glance. Smirking he stood up, taking his his sandwich from his table and took away the thin layer of paper around the sandwich and took a bite from it, swallowing the bite. "I'm something much worse."

His eyes turned coal black, and when he blinked the second time, they were back to normal emerald green. He smirked.

"Law breakers" he muttered, turning away and walked away.

"Los niños, que se han desviado lejos de mi."

'Children, you have strayed away from me'

So yea, this was kinda my idea of Death! Harry Potter, there's rarely any MoD! Harry in Twilight crossovers. So I decided to make one myself.. This was kinda an introduction of the peeps etc.

Check out the cover picture, you kinda get how Harry looks... Yea, I wanted to make him a badass... I'm sorry.

Please review, I would like to know how you like it, and if it's worth to continue writing.