STILL Not Pokemon

[Black Temple Gaurdian]

Yes, and if I was I betting man, I'd bet the others would well otherwise. However I'm not so here's the OLD chapter 2, which I CBA to reformat and because I'm not allowed to link to a site (unless I post it on Youtube? :P :/ ) you'll just have to live with it.

Chapter 2 (OLD)

Harry wandered up through the deserted areas, following the lead of the little girl It was when he was ascending a particularly long set of stairs he heard it. An odd squelching sound and a man's voice. Suddenly the little girl he'd been following screamed. He ran up the stairs to see a truly bizarre sight. The girl he was following was stood over a corpse, a weird needle with what looked like a vial of blood in hand and a hideous looking man advancing menacingly on her with a broken pipe.
Harry felt anger well up inside of him, this man dared to attack an unarmed child? His magic rushed through him and he instinctively raised his hand. The man began to lift into the air and started shouting. The man caught Harry's eye and then whitened and started struggling harder against the invisible force keeping him in the air. Coldly, Harry sweep his hand to the right and the man flew into the far side wall with a sickening crunch. A sharp pain on the back of his head knocked Harry to the floor. As he fell he twisted so he was facing his attacker, another deformed man. Harry threw out his arms and the man flew straight up, his neck snapping as it hit the ceiling. Harry skidded as he impacted the ground, only stopping when he impacted a trash can, with his head. Unfortunately all the head injuries were simply to much and Harry blacked out.
~~ Of The Ashes ~~
~~ Of The Ashes ~~
"Lilly! There's a letter here for you!"
"Coming mum! Just hang on a minute!"
"And a postcard! Although I've never heard of 'Rapture'!"
He dropped what he was doing and ran to the kitchen.
"What does it say? What does it say?"
"It's says you've been accepted to 'Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry'-"
He stopped listening and grabbed the postcard off the table. For some reason the name Rapture rung a bell. On the front was a beautiful underwater city with fish swimming in between all the buildings. Odd, apart from what was already printed on, the postcard was completely blank.
"Look at this! Is this some kind of joke? Wands? Cauldrons? 'Standard Book of Spells Grade 1...
~~ Of The Ashes ~~
~~ Of The Ashes ~~
"Rise and shine daddy, the angels are calling! Here, daddy's no good without his drink!"
The little girl handed him a vial of what looked suspiciously like blood. On the end of the vial was a dummy cap. Harry reached out for the vial, wincing at the friction burns on his shoulder blades and his throbbing head. Slowly he sucked on the vial, the stuff even tasted like blood. Without warning his insides burnt so hotly he could swear he was on fire. Still, he should drink it all. If it was some kind of healing potion it might not work if he didn't drink it all. Suddenly the fire lessened and the pain in his back had gone, along with his throbbing head.
"Daddy's all better now!" The little girl declared happily. "Come on mister, the angels are waiting!"
The little girl happily lead him through a couple of rooms and a underwater sky-bridge, skipping all the way. Suddenly the little girl stilled. Ahead were a group of deformed people, some had handguns whilst others had makeshift melee weapons. Harry's hopes suddenly dropped, last time he'd accidentally called upon his magic, he doubted he could do it again. Still, maybe he could sneak around them.
"Hey look, it's one of them Little Sisters!"
Or not. A bullet whizzed past his ear as one of the ones with a handgun took a shot. He could hear a guy running towards his left, dragging a lead pipe. He jumped and went to swing the pipe but Harry raised his hand a caught it. He placed another hand and started to swing. The guy went first, flying into one of his companions feet first. The lead pipe soon followed sending a 'leadhead' to the ground. These guys were little more than thugs, those with guns were a bigger threat, however. Taking a deep breath he ran forwards and tackled into one of the leadheads. Before his foe could orientate himself Harry slipped round behind him and squeezed his gun arm hard enough to crack the bone. A shot fire as the leadhead's hand automatically contracted and another leadhead fell. He pushed his hostage towards the last leadhead who, having seen the leadhead stumbling towards him take out one of his own, open fired. One leadhead was left, along with two of the more thuggish ones. Harry's vision slowed as the remaining leadhead fired. He could see the bullet spinning towards him. Instinctually he reached out to the bullet, grabbing it with his magic, spun and released. His perspective of time righted itself and he saw the final leadhead go down. The thuggish ones had already set off, however, and were fast approaching from opposite sides. Just at the last minute Harry threw himself forward, a sickening crunching sound meeting his ears as the last opponents took each other out.
Harry searched their bodies, finding a few interesting things. A hypodermic needle full of an electric blue substance, a medkit, some bandages and ammo for a handgun. Suddenly the little girl ran over to him.
"Look daddy, angels!" She then started extracting blood from one of the corpses. Suddenly his actions caught up with him and he felt queasy, he'd drank blood and killed these people. He sank to the ground and waited for the adrenaline rush to stop. Next thing he knew, he was asleep.
~~ Of The Ashes ~~
~~ Of The Ashes ~~
"Use your opponent's size and strength against them. If they charge you, get them low. Let momentum do it's thing and throw them behind you. Remember, you are the unmoved mover, the pivot of the see-saw. Another helpful tip, if they run onto your fist fast, you might as well of punched 'em just as hard."
~~ Of The Ashes ~~
~~ Of The Ashes ~~
When he awoke, the little girl was sat next to him.
"Daddy was sleeping for soo long and I was bored. Come on daddy, I want to play with the angels! This way!"
Groggily Harry stood up and followed her out of the room. In the next room was several screens and a camera. Suddenly the screens flickered to life.
"Damn security, been on the blink ever since Minerva Den went down." A voice muttered before a picture formed. "Hey kid, the name's MacGuyver, Owen MacGuyver. Looks like you could do with some help, and some clothes."
Harry looked down and blushed when he realised he was still completely naked.
"Don't worry kid, I'll send some supplies through the pneumo."
A sound of rushing air alerted Harry to a cylindrical shaped device. Opening the door on it he found a bundle. As he pulled it out it, unravelled to reveal a bland white t-shirt and blue jeans dropping two objects in the process.
"Hey, careful with that kid, you're gonna need it in a bit!"
Harry pulled the clothes on and bent down to look at the objects. The first was obviously a radio. The second, however, was less obvious. It was a vial with a syringe attached and a weird red coloured liquid with darker patches floating about inside it.
"Now then kid, I'm going to be betting this is the first time you've spliced up, right?"
"Uh... spliced?"
"Miracle of medical science kiddo. Basically it rewrites your DNA to give you specific abilities, kinda like superpowers."
Harry looked hesitantly at the jar, before putting it away in his new backpack.
"Do what you like with it kid, but it's gonna be needed up ahead."
Harry walked out of the only other door in the room, the little girl following.
"That Little Sister with you then?"
"Little Sister?"
"That girl you got with you. She's a gatherer of ADAM."
"ADAM?"
"Jesus kid, where've you been living? You're in Rapture and you've never heard of ADAM?"
"I don't know, one minute I was fighting a fifty foot snake, the next I wake up here."
"Riight. So, ADAM. Remember what I said about rewriting your DNA? It's ADAM that does that. That's all you need to know."
Harry stopped, in front of him the floor dropped away further than he could see.
"See you're gonna need that Plasmid."
"Plasmid?"
"It's what we call those super-power giving vials."
"Ah right. Okay, so what do I do?"
"Take the syringe and extract the solution from the bottle. Okay, now find a vein, make sure it's not a major one though. This next bit's going to hurt, sorry kid. Insert the needle into the vein, now depress the plunger."
Harry pressed down on the plunger and immediately felt his conscience fading. He managed to pull the syringe out before fainting.

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