The Storybook of Hogwarts

Walkers in Europe

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The groans of lethargic-sounding humans kept increasing, with the shuffling of graying corpses reanimated through a toxin that affected all of the United States. The sounds of swords slicing, or the sickening crunches of metal meeting rotted flesh fill the air, intermixed with gunshots.

The diseases and toxins responsible for the infrastructure and downfall of America created a zombie apocalypse. Those that were dead came back to life and craved for fresh untainted blood and the flesh of anything living, human or creature. Soon, the infection began to spread to other countries, and the pandemic created pocket outbreaks that soon spread themselves. Many humans and some creatures were infected, and various other countries are plunged into a post-apocalyptic zombie world. Not many humans have survived, but those that DID banded together to survive.

What was the worst of the whole situation is the wizards and witches whom always boasted about being better than the muggles were the first to fall victim to the zombie apocalypse when magic worldwide began to die away, destroying magical wards, eating the magical ley lines around the world slowly killing off all magical plant life and magical animal life (survivors now nothing more than undead creatures needed to be destroyed). By the year 2012, magic ceased to exist due to the worldwide pandemic, and only a few half-bloods and muggleborns survived with a handful of muggles (all purebloods died and became undead).

In Europe, within a location of what used to be Surrey, Harry Potter now an adult led Hermione and several survivors through the neighborhood. To conserve ammo, they used swords raided from the London Museum. "What a nice time to run out of gas in this shitty hellhole," Harry muttered, the young man holstering his gun only to use a sword to cut down several zombies, or as they collective referred to them, walkers.

The reason they were in Little Whinging, Surrey, was because of radio transmissions that were picked up here, and what sounded like a young child sending SOS signals to any "survivors in England". And Harry with his damned people saving thing has him and a few friends coming to find the source of the radio transmissions. But, they stumbled upon a walker horde, and since the tainted bloodshed began, more and more walkers were attracted to the source of the sounds. Hell, Harry had to kill off Arabella Figg, the Dursleys, and Dudley's friends whom were part of the zombie horde.

For some, it was painful when some of the zombies you had to ruthlessly kill were merely children. Suddenly, several groups of walkers begun to pour out of ruined houses and shuffle from open manholes or out of the very dirt itself. With curses lighting the air, the survivors began to fight back just to survive this undead ambush.

When Magicks Alone Decide Harry Potter Isn't A Martyr, It Is
Best If You Don't Drag Him (and other look-a-likes) Back Home

He dash-rolled out of the path of two energy blasts flung at him from the giant he was currently in mid-fight with on this alien home world in the Dasha Region. He springs up to his feet, immediately firing the charged energy store from his arm cannon. But it was intercepted by the creature's internal energy blast, creating an explosion in the air. One stray shot connected successfully, damaging his armor's integrity and its power shields. His energy levels got drained a nice small chunk; nearly a full Energy Tank.

"Son of a bitch," the green-eyed bounty hunter yelled at the monstrous golem-like alien, "just die already!"

In response, the alien golem spits forth smaller versions of itself created from plasma to attack Harry Potter, famed bounty hunter (and second-most strongest warrior next to galactic heroine Samus Aran).

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"Honestly, Lan, just how dunce can you get?"

Megaman made a noise similar to one trying to cover their laughs with a forced cough, earning the Blue Bomber a glare by his Net-op.

"At least he wasn't walking around blindfolded again," spoke a young teen their age with dark unruly hair and the deepest green of eyes.

The teen's NetNavi snickers in response to the sentence. If you were to see him first-glimpse, one would mistaken him as Solo NetNavi Bass.

"One time," Lan said in an exasperated manner, "it was just one time and I was younger back then."

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Coyote-β was releasing explosive gunshot after explosive gunshot upon the varying lesser demons, its owners blocking any scythe or knife attack with a large sword. While in his own little dance, was a sword-crazy Dante.

"I hate secret organizations that use demonic power as a means of world domination," spoke the black-haired teen with the demonically-charged sawed-off shotgun.

"Weirdoes with power-hungry compulsions are like that most of the time," Dante replied, stabbing through five demons before keeping his boot firmly held on the sword's handle, and opens fire with Ebony and Ivory.

Along with the women of their lives (Lady and Trish are in the background dealing with demon hordes of their own), the foursome ruthlessly fight to quell the demonic invasion in the heart of New York City.

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He was clad in a full-on black spandex-like silk suit in the darkest of black, with twin jagged yellow lightning bolts running down the frontward left side and going down across the stomach and then down the right front of the leg. He wore a type of ninja-styled half mask that covers the upper portion of his face and covers the bridge of his nose. White eye parts shield his eyes and gave him that white pupiless eye look like Batman's cowl gives him. The mask itself was bone white with metallic bolt fringes connected to rounded ear guards with two short black USB cables sticking from the underside. Protruding from the sides and top were yellow lightning bolts acting like antennas. Wrapped around the neck was a styled dark green mantle one would mistake as a cape. Armored gloves with Shredder-styled guards, similar boots, and a skin-adhering metallic white and gray belt around the waistline, and you have Harry Potter as the super hero known as Lightning.

But, he was not alone. Crouched next to him was a female his age. The suit itself was a full one-piece half dark purple and navy blue, with the designs of a raven's wings decorating the backside and along the arms and legs. The mantle with it was a deep royal purple; the belt was outfitted with various sewn-in pockets of twelve in total. The cowl-styled hood that can be zipped up to the mantle was designed after that of a raven and the hood itself was outfitted with black raven feathers in the style of a cobra's fin. The boots were zipped up and at the height ending to her lower thighs, with three separate belts as mere decoration. Elbow-length silk gloves were equipped with a protective guard and tipped with short bird-sharpened talons. Her long bushy wispy blonde hair was pulled through the wide hole cut in the back of the hood (stamp-pressed with leather), and she had black make-up around her silvery blue eyes under the cowl giving her a predatory look, complete with purple fang-shaped marks running under the eyes. She was Lightning's partner, Lady Raven (not to be confused with the magical heroine Raven from the Teen Titans of Jump City). Her identity outside the costume was Harry's girlfriend, Luna Lovegood.

They were known famed super heroes of London. Even though the local police force didn't like the idea of costumed vigilantes, it's long since been tolerated; after all, in a world where today's superheroes were either normal humans whom taken on the veil of justice, or those with extraordinary other-worldly powers, you'd get used to it yourself. They were essentially Europe's version of Gotham City's Dark Knight and his partners of justice.

And just like Gotham City having its fair share of super criminals, London had their own share of villains: insane, misjudged by humanity, and/or super-empowered. Lightning and Lady Raven (often she was referred simply as Lady), stood high on the building they perched on, overlooking the group of devious hired thugs whom wore the trademarked Gambler Club insignia. They were busy at the docks unloading glowing containers that held a familiar and dangerous insignia revealing the contents were the notorious TITAN VENOM.

"So, how do you want to handle this, hm?"

"Well, firstly top priority is to make sure those stolen shipments of Titan Venom's destroyed. How the hell the Gambler Club got a hold of Joker's enhanced venom is beyond me... secondly we have to make sure none of the Titan Venom doesn't get distributed into the black market, and thirdly we let Batman known we found stolen shipments of Titan in our neck of the woods."

Lightning agreed to the plan.

"Last we need is our villains using Titan to empower themselves or create super freaks."

The two take a leap of faith from their perch, and descend into a glide spreading their mantles akin to wings.

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"Hadō #31: Shakkahō!"

A medium-sized sphere of red energy was formed from the extended palm, before it is launched as a type of shooting beam, impacting the large Hollow that was charging him.

"Kurosuji-kun! Behind you!"

The black-haired teen spins around, and slices the sneaky Hollow in a vertical split. It vanishes in a shattering blaze of black particles. But where one dies, more take its place. Kurosuji Harī, 6th Seat in the Jūbantai (十番隊, Tenth Division), were with several other Shinigami taking care of the minor Hollow invasion in the world of the living. Drawing forth his blade, he channels his power into his ōdachi.

"Kagayaki no Seijōna Hane, Midorihime (輝きの正常な羽、緑姫, Shine Brightly on Graceful Wings, Green Princess)," Harī invokes his Shikai.

His blade bleeds into a shimmering emerald color. In a similar fashion to the Shikai of Kuchiki Byakuya, his blade breaks apart into petals of emerald light right down to the handle (which he releases hold of). But unlike Senbonzakura, the multiple petals of light shift and warp, soon forming phoenix-like wings that take place of the sword growing from an emerald gemstone which is gripped by phoenix talons fused to the transformed sword's handle. Each feather on the twin wing-shaped blades was as sharp as any other knife. Yes folks, Kurosuji Harī's Shikai grant him dual weapons like the Shikai of Hisagi Shūhei, Kyōraku Shunsui, and Ukitake Jūshirō.

With a wide swing of his right blade, and the calling of, "Fushichō Hakei (不死鳥波形, Phoenix Wave)!" he releases a blade of green energy that slices with the sharpness of wind. Several groupings of Hollow were erased by the simple Shikai-powered attack alone, saving several lower-ranked Shinigami from certain death. Suddenly a heavy force brought the weaker-willed Shinigami to their knees, and Harī to grimace at the force as several Menos Grande emerge suddenly from portals.

"Shit," Harī mutters, hearing their deadly cries echo across the air.

"Sir, what do we do?"

Harī glares at the Menos Grande taking their positions, forming some charging Ceros.

"Hitsugaya-taichō should be heading this way upon feeling the spike. For now, tend to the wounded, and get those unable to assist off the field. Wait for Hitsugaya... I'm stalling for time."

"Sir?"

But Harī uses Shunpo to close the far distance, releasing even more power.

"Bankai!" he roars.

His transformed Zanpakutō glows before he slams the ends together, creating a brilliant flash. In the blinding light, Harī was unaffected as he pulls his blades together from the ends, forming a double-ended sword in reverse manner. In the center of the connected blades was a short bar of gold adding extra length within a bladed wheel-type guard. A portion of his Shinigami outfit was out fitted with Shogun-styled armor around the shoulders, thighs, and arms, while large emerald phoenix wings sprout from his back. Coattails hung from the back resembling tail feathers, with the arms now shielded by protective metal guards with attached kimono tassels. This was Yūdaina Midorihime (雄大な緑姫, Majestic Green Princess): Kurosuji Harī's Bankai (Final Release).

"Now, embrace the gracefulness of my princess!" Harī roars, "Fushichō Hakei: Saigo no Ha (不死鳥波形：最後の刃, Phoenix Wave: Final Cutter)!"

Grasping tightly onto the metal bar, the blade spins into a buzz saw, which then slicing hard explodes forth with a powerful cutting blade of energy shaped like a screeching phoenix-like projectile. The wave enlarges as it travels the distance, striking down several of the Menos Grande.

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"Alright... so I'm minding my own business and then out of nowhere some crazy chick tackles me in the street and tries to tear my clothes off in hopes of selling them on eBay."

Roaring laughs are heard in the backyard of the home of one Harold Evans out in the out skirting countryside of Davenport, IA.

On this wonderful Memorial Day Weekend and to pass the time until the big 3-hour Memorial Day RAW on USA Network hosted at the iWireless Center, Harold (known by his ring name Lightning) or simply put Harry hosted a large Memorial Day Party with his family and his fellow co-workers of the WWE. Of course everybody had a different palette regarding food so the Evans Family made different types of food. It help being rich since Lily Evans was President of The Marauders Inc., a company dedicated to research in health and medicine to produce cures for illnesses and new diseases, as well as the marketing of new energy-clean electronics and other stuff.

His father James was a former professional wrestler and ran a training ring on their 12 acre home. So the "backyard" was crammed with close friends and family, not to mention the WWE Superstars scheduled to appear on TV later tonight and others. Large pool, a large building near the house where James ran his training area with weights, trend mills, exercise bikes, punching bags and the like; the typical gym scene complete with a wrestling ring.

"I was like Hey! What the hell?" Harry mock exclaims, retelling his little incident with a crazed fan of his. "An officer was nearby and got the woman off me. I quickly left before I got mobbed by fans."

Philip Brooks (otherwise known by his ring name CM Punk) sips his Pepsi.

"Now, that is funny, Harry. I can honestly say I never had that happen to me before. Hope it stays that way though."

"Who wants more fried fish?" yells Lily, Harry's mother. She was by the large outdoor fryer working alongside Sirius and Remus.

That attracted Cena, Phil, Cole, and Lawler.

"Glad we found the perfect day to have this wonderful party," Harry says.

"I like the walleye myself," said Eve.

"Some of the fish have varying flavors regarding the fat content. I personally believe the bass holds more fat than the walleye, but the catfish is still a favorite from the other fish my uncles and father caught on their fishing trip." He plucked a piece of sunfish and ate it, after dunking it into some marinara sauce.

He loved fried fish nuggets.

"Excuse me ladies," he says to Eve and Vicky, getting out of his seat and heading over to his mother to refill on some fish, beans, and the lil' smokies smothered in the family-made BBQ sauce, before heading into the Evans Gym. He saw Bryan was in the ring in a sparring wrestling match against Jericho. Looking to the heavy sand bags, Paul was boxing away. In their own area the WWE Health Doctors had their area set-up.

"Hey Orton, limbering up?"

The man looks to Harry, performing stretch exercises. "Whatcha think?"

Harry smirked.

"Tonight's RAW is going to be great. I just know it."

"Yeah, looking forward to it myself." After a few more exercises Orton got up off the mat. "Still enjoying the fish huh?"

"It's a weakness," Harry joked, laughing.

"How many pounds did Lily fry up again?" Orton questioned, stealing a fried piece of bass off his plate.

"Mom fried up five pounds of fish thus far, and we still have at least seven pounds left in cold storage."

They hear the typical mat slam and look to the ring where their other co-workers surrounded the ring, and James was inside acting as the referee.

"The river must have been filled to catch all that fish."

"That weekend was nice to take. Drove all the way down to Exline, it's close to Centerville, and went fishing with family friends of mine. David's uncle is fishing crazy, so sometimes it was hard to set down the fishing pole."

"Hey Harry!"

In came Harry's close friend, David Abbott.

"The ice cream machine seemed to have backed-up again," the dark-haired young man informs his friend.

"My god, that is the fourth time today... alright I'll be out there. The kids want more I bet?"

"Like you wouldn't believe," David tells Harry.

With a shrug at Orton, said Apex Predator just snickers as the two men head out to once again fix the ice cream machine.

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In another universe where Harry Potter the Boy-Who-Lived was dead, Dumbledore and the Order of the Phoenix were seeking to summon their child savior from another universe and persuade him (force him) to fight and defeat the Dark Lord. Imagine their surprise when various Harry Potters were drawn out of their own universes and into this cowardly one. Now, imagine how many of them realize what was going on, some of them being filled in as to what the hell happened, and then imagine the Order of the Phoenix getting the ass kicking of a life time for meddling with time and space.

Midorihime

Harry draws his wand, and before many people's eyes, it shredded apart, revealing its transformation has taken shape of a Japanese sword, in which he grasps firmly. "Kagayaki no Seijōna Hane, Midorihime (輝きの正常な羽、緑姫 Shine Brightly on Graceful Wings, Green Princess)," Harry Potter exclaims in Japanese.

His blade bleeds into a shimmering emerald color. In a similar fashion to the Shikai of Kuchiki Byakuya, his blade breaks apart into petals of emerald light. Unlike Senbonzakura, the multiple petals of light shift and warp, soon forming phoenix-like wings that take place of the sword growing from an emerald gemstone which is gripped by phoenix talons fused to the transformed sword's handle. Each feather on the twin wing-shaped blades was as sharp as any other knife.

One sweep released a glittery trail of light, a second cut mimics as power is felt by everybody in the arena. Those weakest to this foreign power are struggling to understand this foreign power they were feeling. And a final cut forced many down to their knees by the sheer force that seemed to weigh down on the dragon, if its growls were any evidence to this strange phenomenon that was currently happening.

Harry easily kills the dragon, and before the entire audience could question what happened, Harry uses the Memory Device to make everybody forget what he had done and implanted false memories. Basically, the implanted memory reflects how the First Task happened as written in the fourth book.

My Girlfriend Anko Mitarashi

Harī was annoyed at these people he called friends suddenly dropping in on his time he could be spending with Anko.

"What?" he asked, with the tell sound of pure annoyance in his voice.

"You need to return to the Dursleys, Harry," said the meddling old man.

"Fuck you," was the rude retort by his girlfriend, as Harī applied a small bit of chakra onto the spot of dirt next to him.

ZAP!

The Order of the Phoenix were horribly electrocuted into unconsciousness, and their magic sealed up. In blurs, ANBU appeared, followed by the Sandaime Hokage.

"See? Told you they'd try and do something, old man."

Sarutobi just smiles in a kind grandfatherly way (not unlike Dumbledore's fake smiles).

"ANBU, take them to Interrogation."

In blurs, the Order of the Phoenix vanishes with the ANBU via Shunshin.

"Enjoy your date, Harī," Sarutobi bids, taking the long route back to his office (by foot).

Anko smirks as she and Harī return back to what they were doing: trying to one-up each other in a dango-eating contest.

Gotham's Newest Cat

Hauntingly beautiful emerald green eyes stare down at his prey from his high perch on the various tall structures of Gotham City, New Jersey, USA. Her mother Selena Kyle, otherwise known as Catwoman from both sides of the law, villain, and hero district, taught him everything she knew. She was a thief; she didn't lie to him on that. No, but she did tell him that to do whatever he felt was right. Right now an interesting rumor regarding a certain hero of the city who was captured by surprise, and now held hostage by Joker's various goons. And here he was, his green eyes hidden behind his specially-made goggles. While in his specially-made costume and secret identity, he went by a very simplified (Japanese) name: Neko.

And he takes a heart-thrilling leap off his perch and freefalls, only to lasso with his long cat whip and swing about, and latch onto the wall with his adamantine titanium mix claws on his gloves. He climbs onto the lower ledge, and looks at the goons guarding the front of the warehouse. They were speaking softly, but with the enhanced radio hearing in his cat ears of his hood, he could pick up their conversation. Quietly, he leaps down with cat grace, until he finally drops behind them. Instantly, he grabs their heads and with force smashes their skulls together, knocking them unconscious.

"Sorry boys... I got a Bat to see." And he sneaks into the building, keeping to the shadows and crawling through ventilations when possible until he entered the area where he saw Batman tied up with metal cables. With all the strength the guy had, he knew he wouldn't be able to break out of metal wires.

"So, when's the boss coming by?"

"Soon. He and Harley Quinn are gathering their torture supplies. We need to keep Bats here under wraps, and make sure the Bird doesn't attempt a rescue if he shows up."

"Sure." The face-painted goon laughs as he rechecks his gun.

Neko snuck around, until he stuck to the shadow when another unnamed goon, this one armed with a wood bat, walks around. He reached and quickly wraps himself around the guy, muffling his screams using his hands. The bat fell making a noise. Twisting his body, he wraps his legs around the man's neck and kept pressure until the man slipped away into unconsciousness. Neko slips away fast and quietly, sticking to the shadows.

Just as the armed thugs moved and started yelling when they saw Neko's first victim.

"Damn it! Bat's partner is here! Spread out! Look around!" the one goon orders, and they started to search, while another dragged the guy out of the way.

Neko meanwhile carefully snuck, until he finds some old beams above. He quickly leaps up and lands on the steel beam above. Now he had a perfect view as he activates the "Thief Mode" in his goggles. Not only could he "pick-pocket" things of value, but it also functioned similar to Batman's unique X-Ray model that Selena knew functions behind the masked crusader's cowl. He took out two from outside, and a third goon inside the room. He could see Batman in the other room struggling, and one of the goons from before had gone back in and was now watching as a guard. They assume it was Robin coming in to rescue him. That left him with five more to pick off. He pulls out a small ball and presses a tiny button on it before throwing it hard. It sails across the air before flying just past a goon near a hallway.

BANG!

"What the fuck!?" was heard, as said goon turned and opened fire with his sub-machine gun. But there was nobody except smoke.

"Someone, give me back-up here!"

"I'm coming!"

They all started to converge, as Neko stealthily leaps down with a crouch and hides when a guard walks out the room and a few steps down the metal staircase. He snuck in with catlike grace and up to a startled Batman. The caped crusader felt the stranger put a small but sharp knife into his hands, and instinctively hides it. The stranger then crawls into a nearby vent just as the goon returned. He only caught the mere glimpse of what looked like a twin-tipped cat tail.

"Your Bird Boy won't survive hiding for long like you, Bats. Once Joker and Harley arrive, we can have fun before ripping your mask off and torturing you." With a sneer, he turns around and walks back to the door, back turned to the Batman. Outside the others were looking around for any intruder that was trying to save the bat. But in the following ten minutes, Neko had put a real fear into them, allowing them to believe it was Robin who was leading the rescue.

Batman had silently freed himself from his bounds, and waited for the perfect opportunity. Hearing the scream of a man getting strung up off the ground, he bolts up, grabbing the chair and throwing it at the goon at the door. The man was knocked down, his shout alerting the two last goons who were examining their fallen partner. Neko watched until they arrived to the stairs that he jumps down from his perch, and stomps hard on their shoulders, knocking them off balance. Quickly, he attacks them with fine-tuned kicks and punches before knocking their heads together hard, knocking them out cold.

Batman walks out of the room, having knocked the thug out with a firm strike. He was in the process of placing his utility belt back on.

"Well Bats, must say... this is a surprise," Neko said with a smile.

"What are you doing here, Harry?"

"Well mom was captured by Penguin's gang so I had to rescue her, even though she could take care of herself. Then I found these guys mention Joker so I had to investigate."

Batman says nothing, since he knew that Selena Kyle had adopted a British orphan from London. Unlike Catwoman, Neko was more a lone vigilante. While stealing valuables, yes, they mostly were from criminal gangs or the mafia to help poorer families around and outside Gotham City.

"What in the world!?"

There was Joker, arriving fashionably late.

Together, Neko and Batman confront Joker, surprising the Clown Prince of Crime.

Can you say epic beat-down?