Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or Katekyo Hitman Reborn.

Summary: Being Death's companion meant a lot of things. One of is being trapped in a the vicious cycle of rebirths.

Beta'd by Artemis-no-Subaku

Thank you to the wonderful Madam3Mayh3m who has been helping me sort out ideas for this story. Also, thanks to the guest who gave constructive criticism. It did not come off as being rude at all. It helped a lot. This leads to an important note. I have added the ages of the characters at the bottom of chapter 1 so you will not get confused.

Conquest of the Sky

- Chapter 3 -

A Place To Remember

1

It was finally 12 when Akira arrived at the lake and spotted Fon at the edge. He seemed to be deep in thought, but the minute he saw his pacifier glowing he looked up.

"So you came," Akira stated while walking towards him.

"Of course," Fon said gently. "I said that I wanted to help."

Akira nodded in reply and sat down next to him. The night sky, Akira noted, was like an abyss, dark and inviting. Though the only signs of light that were able to Pierce through the thick black clouds that gathered above was the silvery moon, which glowed faintly under the influence of the hidden sun. This created an image of a false light which was reflected off the moon, and as the false light trickle down illuminating the forest below, Akira wondered how Fon would help him.

"Do you wish to start with the retrieval of your memory?" Fon asked.

He looked serious, which did not suit that childlike face.

"Sure," Akira replied.

Akira knew what he was getting himself into as remembering would only cause more attacks, but he had to know what happened to him. No matter the pain it caused him. He did not want to live in ignorance of the past. Plus Akira had a feeling that what had happened in Italy with him would be important later.

"Close your eyes," Fon said softly, as if to help him relax.

Akira did, closing his eyes, the only thing he could see was the darkness from the back of his eyelids. For some reason, the darkness never use to scare Akira. Instead it comforted him, but maybe that was because he used to live in the cupboard under the stairs in his original life where there was total darkness at night.

"Now," Fon's voice called out, "let's start with something simple. What were you doing on the day you were kidnapped?"

Akira knew this. "I was out playing in the park with Daiki."

"Do you remember any specific details? Like was it cold? What do you smell?"

"Yes, I remember that I was 13 and it was summer. The sun was at the highest point in the sky, which made the day so hot that I felt like I was melting. But I still wanted to play, so the only thing I could smell was the dirt beneath my feet as I ran around with Daiki. Though..." Akira went silent.

"Though what?" Fon asked.

"Daiki... Daiki got hurt."

"How?"

"On the same day, there was a news report that a man broke out from jail and was in Namimori, but my family did not hear about it until it was too late. That man was in the park with us, so was the police. There were having a standoff and Daiki was caught in the crossfire and was injured. I-I thought that he was going to die." Akira's voice faltered. "So I tried to heal him, but I was too young. My powers did not develop well so I could only stop some of the internal bleeding, but there was a woman watching. She came up to me and said that she could save my brother."

"What did the woman look like?"

"The face is blurred, but I remember that she looked foreign and her accent made me think that she was from somewhere in Europe like mum as they sounded similar. I agreed to her helping my brother. She then placed her hand over my brother's injuries and a sudden yellow glow emitted from her hands. But there was something wrong. The glow was cold."

"Cold?" Fon said curiously. "Sun flames are meant to be warm."

"But these flames were unnatural. Almost artificial. Like they were made by some abnormal means."

Fon said nothing to that, so Akira carried on.

"After the woman healed my brother, I felt a prick at the back of my neck and my vision started to blur until I passed out. I can't remember anything after that."

"Akira," Fon suddenly said sounding grave. "Have you ever heard of Estrano Famiglia?"

E-Estrano?

He had heard that name before. Then, without warning, Akira remembered it all. The word triggered an onslaught of memories. Akira tried to open his eyes, but the pain of remembering forced his eyes closed as images entered his mind.

He remembered being in a cell with other children of all ages. Then in a lab being experimented on. The pain. The pain he could recall too well. He remembered screaming in agony, crying out for help, but none would come save him. For four years this carried on for, but one day Akira took help into his own hands. He had killed them. He had massacre everyone that had harmed him. That is why he was covered in blood when found in Italy. Yes, he had been the one to kill everyone, but he had set the children free. That was all that mattered.

But before Akira could remember everything else, other older memories put themselves to the surface. He was now stood in front of a mirror, but instead of seeing a male. He saw a female starting right back at him.

Is this one of the worlds where I was born a girl? Akira thought.

If this was true, then why could he not remember this? Akira could recall each and every life he had lived through, but not this one.

The woman in the reflection was beautiful with long blond hair that flowed down her back. She was also wearing a wonderful blue gown that brought out her kind green eyes. She was smiling, which made her glow with happiness. Then there was a knock on the door, breaking Akira's gaze away from the reflection and towards the door.

Akira opened his mouth to say something, but a feminine voice came out of instead his own saying, "Come in."

In came a man with blue hair which was spiked at the top. He wore a old fashioned military uniform with brown boots. He seemed glad, but before the man could take a step closer, Akira found himself running into the his arms.

His mouth opened and out came the female voice again. "My love, I've missed you."

The man chuckled while his arms wrapped themselves around Akira. "I've missed you, too."

At that point, Akira brought to mind the man's name.

"Daemon, are you back to stay?" were the words that came out of Akira's mouth.

So his name is Daemon. But what is mine?

"Yes, for the week, my beautiful..."

Before Daemon had said the woman's name, Akira remembered something. This had not been the first time that I had be born in this world, as my name used to be...

My name was Elena.

AN: So in this chapter you find out more about what happened to Akira when he was kidnapped. Plus I never said that in all the worlds Akira had been reincarnated he had always been a boy. Though this may cause questions like how come Akira can't remember the life as Elena? You will find out about that in future chapters.

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