At the beginning of time there was nothing, then from nothing came Chaos, and from Chaos came many children but also a prophecy that states,

"Once lightning strikes from the skies, the strangers shall bring forth a shift of power,

When the day comes that the snake man returns, foes shall be reunited once more,

Soon after myth becomes truth, and the lost heirs returns, the chosen one's shall bring forth a war to end our suffering, and give hope,

It shall be then, when the sky is thick with water, a deadly duel between enemies, ends suffering and brings harmony."

A millennium ago, there were four very powerful goddesses, they went by many a different name. Their most common names came from the Greeks, The Fates or Moira (Clotho the Spinner, Lachesis the Disposer of Lots, and Atropos the Inflexible), Death or Thanatos, Love or Aphrodite, and Hope or Hestia. These four goddesses chose a champion each at birth, some of the champions went on to be great heroes or leaders. Others however did not, their lust for power drove them to madness and seclusion. While some delved into madness and others heroes or leaders, there were some who lived peaceful lives and had powerful descendants. Said descendants became the Potters. Early on in the Potter history, a while after the first blessed Potter, Iolanthe Peverell married Hardwin Potter. Also, a descendant of Godric Gryffindor married into the Potter family some time before that. However, these descendants were not blessed by the goddess of the ancestor, until one night in October 1980.

October 31, 1980, Godric's Hollow, England

In a cottage at the end of the road in Godric's Hollow lived a man with messy jet-black hair and hazel eyes, a woman with auburn or fiery red hair and bright green eyes, and a three-month-old baby with jet-black hair and emerald eyes. After the woman came back downstairs from putting the baby to sleep, she said to the man,

"James, I don't feel comfortable with Peter as our keeper."

"Okay Lily, tomorrow we will go to Albus and tell him we want to change it back to Padfoot." Replied James.

"Thank you, that..."

"Lily, run take Harry and run, its him its Voldemort!" Yelled James as he scrambled for his wand. Once he had his hand in hand and a curse on the tip of his tongue, the door finally burst opened reveling what once would have been a handsome man now only a fragment of his looks yet a lot of power. Wasting no time, they began to trade spells, it went on for maybe more then 30 minutes (James Potter was no slouch with a wand) and then finally the snake-like man yelled,

"AVADA KEDAVRA!" You could hear the loud "Thump" of the body as it hit the floor cold and lifeless. The snake-like man then continued up the stairs contemplating the duel of not only power of sheer will. Finally, he came upon the room he must assume is the nursery, he opened the door and said,

"Move aside girl and you will be spared!"

"Never!" She roared back.

"Harry, always have Hope." Lily said as the dark lord finished his sentence.

"Then you shall die as well, what a waste of blood." He solemnly said as he struck her down with yet another killing curse. He looked upon the baby that was 'destined' to be an equal with him and defeat him and laughed to himself. He took one last look and fired the killing curse, but at the last second a shield made of yellow and orange colors came up around the baby and deflected the curse, a shield that the baby would one day find out was made of hope. It seems Hope had chosen another champion which was rare now but even rarer was two champions of hope in the same line.

October 31, 1980, Somewhere in New York, USA

In a house there lives a Mother and a Father and a three-month-old Child.

"We Love you so, so, so much Henry Harrington." Currently only the baby was left alive. When the evil man tried to kill him a shield of a bright pink color came up around the baby and deflected the curse. It would seem that Love has chosen another champion.

October 31, 1980, Somewhere in New York, USA

In a house there lives a Mother and a Father and a three-month-old Child.

"You are destined for great things yet your Fate is undecided Emma Holmes." Said the parents. After this event the house was in ruins and only the baby survived. The man who tried to kill the child threw the curse and a shield of blue came up around the baby and deflected the curse. It seems that fate has chosen another champion.

October 31, 1980, Somewhere in New York, USA

In a house lived a Mother and her three-month-old Child.

"Do not worry Alta Harrington for Death will always be kind to you." Said her mother. After there was no house left, all that was left was the child. The curse was thrown and a shield of black almost like Harry's hair came up around the child and deflected the curse. It seems that Death has chosen another champion.

Sorry for the repetitiveness of my first chapter. It's my first fic so critique would be appreciated thanks.