The Black Dragon Twins
The Black Dragon Twins
The people of London felt the need to move out of the way of these two teenagers.
The first teen was female. She wore a short ocean blue battle shirt and a green belt with a small kunai-styled dagger strapped to the back of her belt in a sheath. Hooked to the belt was a fanny pack which kept inside a supply of small shuriken. The ocean blue clothing she wore was that of ninja design, but the sleeves were short and designed to look puffy, with the sleeve rings a lighter blue and metal-made. Her forearms were covered with cerulean arm warmers, weighted with a silver blue band. The cerulean boots strapped were to knee height, covered and stitched with a silky fishnet material. Her blonde hair was long, most of it tied into a small ponytail in the back with a royal blue hair band, with her hairstyle that of curls accenting her young youthful-looking face that also brought out the glow in her sapphire eyes. She wore a long cerulean scarf that was tied around her neck, covered the lower half of her face, and the double ends of the scarf rested to elbow length which was currently fluttering in the soft winds. She reached up to fix the green shuriken star that was also her hairclip, to keep it from falling out.
The second male teen wore a pair of camouflage cargo pants and an olive military-issue like belt with silver snap clasp, black sneakers and ankle socks, and the t-shirt he wore was fishnet made. Over that was a white and dark green basketball jersey with his last name written in football styled font, and the number 731 with the name POTTER beneath the three digit number on the back of the jersey. On the front of the shirt was a yellow lightning bolt symbol. His hair was in long locks, but not girly long, no; he had a few stylish bangs of black hair, but a top portion of his hair was snow white, resembling a cracked eggshell in some views. Strapped to the right thigh was a gun holster which there was four slits in the sides of the pocket it was kept inside. You see, the stylish silver gun placed in safety lock of course was hidden in the full-round zipper pocket which was where the gun was kept hidden from the view of the public. The pocket opens backward C style from the top. Clipped to the back was another styled gun. The weapons of course are magical.
They both wore winter-approve trench coats of their size. The male was two full inches taller than the girl, despite both being the same age of sixteen. It was a cool windy mid afternoon of October, and they were walking through downtown London. Following them was a female dingo with a large flannel plaid handkerchief tied around the neck. It had a thick white fur coat, and black paws. It also wore a tag collar around the neck, but it was cleverly hidden by the handkerchief.
"We need to find a warm place to stay, Harry."
The teen, reading a manga volume entitled Flame of Recca nodded. "I know, Hikari, I know." Their pet dingo, which goes by the name Roda, follows them silently. The trio stopped in front of a door of a local motel. Harry sighed, glad that they found a place that accepted pets. As Hikari unlocked the door and opened in, Roda walked in and lay down in front of the single large bed.
"So, now what?"
"Oh, I think I can think of something," Harry tells Hikari, as he shuts the door and locks it. Roda ignores the two as Harry moved Hikari over towards the bed, and began to kiss her laying on top of her. She moans into the kiss before flipping Harry onto his back with her straddling at his waist.
"Can't waste much time..."
"Glad we're finally on break. After that last job in the US, we deserve the break."
These two teenagers worked for an organization known as the Black Dragons. The Black Dragons are a group of licensed mercenaries who take care of corrupt Politian's, men, sometimes women, the cliché mad scientist, and the usual bastards who think that human devastation is an everyday occurrence that should be repeated against the rest of humanity. They also took care of supernatural events so that the rest of the world can sleep easier at night without any prior knowledge of said events happening behind their own backs.
These two teenagers, Harry Potter, and Hikari Ryoushi, joined the Black Dragons at the young age of eleven. They were rescued by a young man from off the streets when they were being chased by a bunch of criminals from a small-time local syndicate which to this day no longer exists when they were both five and once part of the London Orphanage. Both found one another when they were left at the doorsteps of the orphanage. Harry and Hikari never knew their parents, only the fact that whoever they were, they weren't important enough to truly care for and love. They were trained in the arts of stealth and assassination. Both their occupations fitted the Black Dragons perfectly, but each agent had his or her own specialty that suited themselves as a single unit, or as a team unit of two, three, or even a five man cell.
In this case, Cell 118 which consists of two members, Harry Potter and Hikari Ryoushi, were considered the best in tactics, battle, and information gathering. Hikari's specialty was shinobi styled armed and unarmed combat, with ranged fighting capabilities. Harry's specialty was unarmed and armed combat of free-style range, with ranged fighting capabilities. Together, both had the tendency to complete any mission with little to no casualties involved. And both of them were so good, that dealing with the last Vampire Overlord that decided to try his hand at world domination of Transylvania, a Count Dracula wannabe nonetheless, their employer gave them a few months time off from their work.
This was their last month. In November, which was two weeks away, they would be back on assignment, and heading back to their base of operations. Their home base they would report to is in Tokyo, however the place they would consider their home city and country is Osaka, Japan. The Black Dragons have a major base site in every country possible. They had one in Ontario, Canada. There were three in New York, Las Vegas, and Chicago of the USA. London, France, and Italy each held an organization headquarters; there was one in Japan, China, Asia, and Australia. Hell, they even had a local, if not small building, located in Alaska. Oh, and let's not forget Russia.
The two broke their long kiss, and just cuddled together as sleep took them away into bliss.
=0=0=
There was a knock on the door. Harry grunts and gets up, and peers out the peephole as he cocked the gun silently.
"Yes?"
"Potter... a Dragon of Darkness releases his cry."
The locks are unlocked, and it opens, ushering the man outside to quickly get inside. Harry locks the door just as Hikari peeks out.
"What is it that you wish, Agent?"
"We require some small assistance. Have you heard of Tom Riddle?"
"This world's supposed Dark Lord Voldemort?"
The man nods, not even flinching at the name. He was a wizard just like the two teenagers were.
"The halfblood will be attacking via ambush against this group of freedom fighters known as the Order of the Phoenix. You see, they are a crucial part in this war that has been brewing. If many of the members die, the world may soon fall into darkness, even though we have the manpower to destroy the Dark Lord and his group of fanatics."
"So, in other words, stir up chaos and freak out the evil bastards?"
"In a nutshell, yes," the man replies, "they will be attacking at this location. Do what you can to take them out, unless they panic and run away scared."
The two nod. Well, so much for having a nice relaxing vacation.
=0=0=
It was fifteen minutes after the designated time, and already the Order was suffering from heavy attacks brought upon them. They were all ambushed, and already they lost one Order Member who was just a new recruit. They were all injured, and needed to escape, but this time they were out numbered and overpowered. A young woman with red hair and green eyes was looking fearfully, as a Death Eater leveled his wand upon her. Her husband screamed, but his legs were broken, and his wand lay some feet away.
"Time to die, mudblood," the young man hissed. It was such a shame that most of these attackers have just graduated Hogwarts last year.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you," spoke a voice before rapid gunshots rang out, and twelve heads of the masked young men and women exploded in a shower of brain matter, blood, and bits of human remains, as the bodies themselves collapsed.
"What's going-"
BANG!
The man who held Lily under wand point got shot in the skull, as his brain, unlike the rest of the headshots, had his brain blown out the back of his skull. Shuriken was flung, piercing the necks of some Death Eaters, while the rest concentrated on now protecting themselves against this new threat that emerged. The werewolf named Fefnir Greyback howled as he was drenched in molten silver, and died a very excruciating and agonizing death, after the grenade that struck him over the head exploded and released the pure silver liquid that burned into the ground itself.
Harry and Hikari revealed themselves, dropping out of their cloaking devices. Only one man saw them, and he held a magical eye that saw through their invisibility charms. However with his crippled hands he was unable to do anything. The remaining Death Eaters, which was a total of seventeen out of thirty, all crowded, ready to attack. However, they did not. They all dropped their wands in total fear, when the these two sixteen year olds simply lifted their right hands up, and exposed a black jewelry wristband shaped after a Hungarian Horntail. The Order when they saw these jeweled bracelets all held their breath in fear as well. These two were Black Dragons.
"B-b-black Dragons..."
The young man smirked, twirled his muggle weapon, and fired, killing one more Death Eater with no mercy. The group of Death Eaters was now one man short.
"Prepare to die. Your lives are forfeit to the Black Dragons."
They turned and ran for their lives. The two teenagers open fired, taking down as many as they could. In the end once the gunfire stopped, only one man survived and lived to tell the tale of his near death experience against the Black Dragons. The rest were either dead, or in distress since screams of pain was evident in the air.
Harry looked back, and green eyes locked with green.
"Harry?"
Harry looked back to Hikari, and both nodded. Touching their black wristbands, both Portkey away...
Lily and James never liked the idea of having to leave their son at a muggle orphanage, however because Lily's sister would never wish to do with anything involving Harry, or her for the matter, chose to leave her son at the orphanage. Big mistake. She never knew it was the last she would ever see of him again, especially in 1991 of August 1, when his Hogwarts letter never reached him. At that time, Harry and Hikari have been taken in by the Black Dragon, and ever since trained to become worthy agents. Their official swearing into the organization was when they turned eleven. And now, Harry and Lily finally met, and it was only briefly. Her son was indeed alive, and... And he was a Black Dragon. This shock to her system put her into a state of unconsciousness, causing her husband to freak out.