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The Cullen Estate
His stomach had butterflies, as he stared at the beautiful fairy-tale of a creäture. It felt like his cold, dead heart wanted to leap out his throat. He tried to speak but nothing came from his lips. It was gorgeous..., absolutely beautiful. Long silky black hair, a toned muscular body, angular chiseled face with full red lips. A tail that was a shimmering cerulean mixed with electrifying emerald that matched its eyes, which blinked curiously at him. He tried peeking into it's thoughts but it was blank, as if a black mist ghosted over it's mind, shielding it or protecting it. Edward was clutching his stomach as if he was going to vomit, if he had a pulse he knew it would be racing. It was like he was human again, and he didn't like it. He didn't want to lurch forward and attack the rare creäture, he wanted to hold it and kiss it salaciously and he didn't like that. He wasn't suppose to be feeling these feelings for anyone else but Bella. His true love, his singer, the person that was supposed to make him feel human again.
"Carlisle I'm serious what flee bitten mongrel is in this house, they smell awful." Rosalie complained as she and Emmett strolled through the door and froze mid step. Followed by Jasper and Alice, and finally Esmé. Everyone was speechless, eyes popping out their heads, as if they've just seen a ghost, but this was way better than a ghost for sure. Jasper's facial expression trifle shock, and Alice had an excited smile on her lips, as if she knew this was going to happen, but on the inside she was screaming of pure joy and surprise. Emmett looked quite giddy, like a child on Christmas day, his grin was face splitting. Rosalie actually looked amazed at something, it was weird to see anything other than a scowl on her perfect face. Esmé however just stared in awe.
"It's a mermaid!" Alice shrieked breaking the silence. She honestly didn't see this coming. Who could have seen this coming?
"I'm a merman, not a mermaid." It said smiling, flashing it's sharp perfect pearly white teeth. Then Alice just squealed some more, loving it's accent. It's voice was so musical and gentle, almost hypnotic, Edward never knew a voice could sound so perfect.
'God he was gorgeous'
"This is Harry, formally known as King Apollo." Carlisle explained, waving a gesturing hand towards the tank. Then Carlisle pointed to the awkward looking wolf to his left."Jacob found him on the shore-line of La Push beach badly hurt and brought him here."
Harry looked at Jacob and the wolf's breath seized for a moment. "I owe you my life, Jacob. Thank you." Jake noticeably shuddered and a blush crept up on his russet cheeks. "You d-don't owe me anything."
"Oh that's nonsense, you brought me here, if I would have went any longer without water I would have died." Harry turned his head to Carlisle."As for you sir, thank you for taking that thing out of me."Everyone's eyes drifted to the long silver knife like object resting in a black pan next to Harry's tank."That thing was terribly uncomfortable. Nonetheless, I will find a way to thank you both, for such kindness towards me."
"Please that will not be necessary and call me Carlisle", the blonde doctor said smiling politely. "It was an honor just knowing your kind existed."
Harry knew he was wasting time, talking to muggles was the last thing he wanted to be doing. Athena could be inhaling her own bloody water or dragging herself upon land and laying there to die. But of course he wouldn't know because he was here in a tank surrounded by beautiful looking people with absurd golden eyes. He needed to tell them NOW! He couldn't just sit here and tell his whole back story. It wasn't just Athena he needed to help, it was his people in general. He didn't know if they won the war, he didn't know how many of them survived. He didn't know if his city was in ruins. He was a king for Merlin's sake, his people was most important aspect.
Harry paled, just thinking about seeing the ocean floor littered with the bodies of his citizens. It was a horrid topic to think about and he hoped it wouldn't be like that at all. He nodded and pursed his red lips."I need to get back." He knew that sounded incredibly rude and unexpected but that's the way it had to be. He was probably giving them whiplash with his sudden mood change, one moment he was happy and smiling ready to greet them then the next he was all business.
Jacob whimpered as he felt a strong pang of sadness echo in his chest, at the fact that Harry wanted to leave so soon. Edward took a step closer to the tank, without even meaning to. "Why do you have to go?"
Harry up looked at the beautiful bronze haired male who looked unexplainably sad and frowned. He really couldn't explain everything here one shot. Every minute they spent talking, more people could be dying. "I can't really explain it now, but please I need to get back."
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Harry had his eyes closed and was breathing steadily and evenly but inside his heart hammered against his chest uncontrollably. His body rocked against the tank every time the van hit a bump, although his face remained still as he knew he was under the intense stare of the bronze haired male and Jacob. It didn't really bother him, he was kind of use to it. With him being the boy who lived and all, people gawking at him wasn't new it was actually very familiar.
'Bump Bump' was the constant speeding pattern that Harry heard ringing in his ears and rumbling in his chest. He tried doing that breathing exercise Hermione told him to do before the first task. She told him to think positive thoughts and breathe in and out through his nose. The breathing trick worked back then but it sure as hell wasn't working now. In fact the trick was driving his heart to go faster and it was making him light-headed. He was panicking which wasn't good because panicking led to hyperventilating and hyperventilating led to passing out for maybe about an hour or more, which he couldn't do at this current time. Panic attacks were not Harry's friend, they scared him shitless and they scared the hell out of other people too. The last time he had one was right after his name was picked out of the goblet of fire and he was declared a Triwizard Tournament Contestant.
God damn it what if he didn't make it in time, What if his city WAS in ruins, what if his people lost the war and he was heading straight into enemy planes. What if Athena was dead, his loving and strong second in command, his help through out these four years could be gone. Then the weight of everything will come crashing down on his shoulders as they did to Athena when she was in command. He would be responsible for letting that happen. It was his job to keep everyone safe, it was his job to lead his people to victory, not to get injured and be saved by muggles. He was a horrible king, everything was his fault. Harry's eyes snapped open in frustration, he lost his composed face giving up on keeping his cool. He suddenly felt like the walls of his tank was closing in, he wanted the lid to be off. Having it on seemed like he was going to be sold in the black market. He looked at both men and then pointed to the lid, in a flash the bronze haired male was unlatching and unlocking the hooks. Then in a another flash he boy was back in the same spot he was sitting in, his golden eyes boring into Harry once again.
Edward still couldn't believe this was real, this was so magnificently impossible, but yet still possible. He watched every muscle in Harry's beautiful face remained still, and listened to his amazingly fast heart beat. Edward wondered what was running through the merman's mind. It was even more crazy that he was being allowed on wolf territory. Sam thought Jacob was bonkers and immediately denied the plead for the Cullen's to come across the border. Of course no one would believe a sixteen year boy claiming to have saved a merman from death, not even God would believe that nonsense. Then Sam saw Harry and the alpha's mind blew up with questions. He then granted the plea, and accepted only Carlisle and Edward to cross the border. Carlisle managed to get a van from god knows where and now here they where driving to La push beach. Edward was pretty sure Sam went and told the rest of the pack about Harry, in fact they were probably waiting there to confirm if Sam's information was true.
He was just watching and observing as much of Harry as he could along with Jacob who was on the opposite side of the tank. Then suddenly the merman's eyes snapped opened, the next thing Edward knew, Harry was pointing up to the lid. It was like he wanted to obey every order Harry gave, so in less than a second he unlatched the lid and then sat right back down in his spot. Those emerald eyes blinked at him, wondering how he did that so fast.
The lid fell to the van floor with a thud and Harry put his head over the water, narrowing his eyes towards Edward and Edward just strongly stared back, trying hard not to fall under the intense gaze. "What is your name?"
Edward opened his mouth to speak but nothing came from his mouth. It was like a cat caught his tongue, he thought if he would speak he would stutter over his words like an idiot. He cleared his throat and tried again. "Edward Cullen", he said, voice no higher than a whisper.
Harry cutely cocked his head to the side and studied him, literally trying to pick Edward apart with his mysterious eyes. "What are you?"
"I'm a vampire."
Harry drew his perfectly arched eyebrows together. He should have known, after all it was pretty obvious, but golden eyes weren't familiar. Harry tried to remember what Snape told him in his third year. 'If vampires have red eyes they feed on humans, if they have golden eyes they feed on animals'. Ha they were population friendly vampires, they were vegetarians. "Are you and your family vegetarians?"
"Yes."
Harry frowned and looked at Jacob, who blushed once again. Surely Jacob wasn't a vampire too. He had russet skin and sensual deep brown eyes. Jacob was huge, towering six feet and seven inches. He had short-cropped hair and thick rounded muscles. Jacob was beautiful as well but he wasn't a walk corpse. "What about you Jacob, what are you?"
Jacob was even worse, he was actually stuttering over his words. Edward could hear the wolf's heart skip a beat. "I- I'm a sh-shapeshifter, a descend f-from ancient spirit w-warriors of the Quileute tribe, I'm a wolf."
Harry smirked, his mind drifting to Remus. "A wolf you say? Your not a werewolf? You just transform into a giant wolf anytime you please? Jake nodded and Harry smiled."I knew a werewolf, he transformed every full moon like in fairy-tales. He almost killed me and my best friends, but when he was in his human form he was the most sane person I ever knew."
Harry looked at Edward and scrunched up his nose, Edward thought he looked absolutely adorable.."You remind me of someone." Edward looked like Cedric Diggory, the two could be brothers or maybe even twins."His name is Cedric Diggory, you two could be twins."
Edward raised an eyebrow and chuckled, somehow feeling a little more confident. "Is that so?, I think one day I would like to meet this Cedric fellow."
Harry's ears perked up at the sound of waves getting closer and closer. Then suddenly the van was slammed on breaks, and the back of the van skidded to a halt. Harry's tank was about to go airborne but Jacob and Edward were on either side holding it down. The van back doors were thrown open revealing Carlisle, whose hair was wind tousled and crazy. "Sorry about that harsh stop, but we are now at our required destination."
Harry smelt the salty sea air and sighed. His eyes widen when he saw five really big half-naked boys, plus two girls. They reminded him of Jacob, they all had the same cropped black hair and red-brown skin. There shocked expressions looked the same as well. One girl was beautiful in an exotic way, she was tall and very muscular, she fit in perfectly. Harry's eyes zeroed in on the smaller woman. She had copper skin and long black hair. The right side of her face was scarred from her hairline to her chin, by three thick red lines. The lines were long healed and the one known as Sam was getting a little angry as Harry stared. Jacob and Edward carefully lifted the tank up and out of the van, then into the yellow sand.
Carlisle walked over to Sam and shook his hand. Jacob pointed to his pack brothers."Harry these are my pack mates."
Harry nodded pointing to the one with scarred face. He gestured her to come to him and she did, followed by Sam. Sam growled as Harry put a hand on her left cheek, but Harry paid him no mind. "What is your name?"
She smiled. "Emily Young."
"Well Emily you are very beautiful, I think you deserve this." He took his hand away and blew on it. He then placed it back on the scarred side of her face. Everyone watched as the scars started to knit and fade away like they were never even there. Carlisle looked the most comical, and everyone else's jaw just dropped even wider. Harry took his hand away and Emily touched her now smooth scar-less face. Warm tears started to pour from her eyes and Harry wiped them away. "My dear, you're welcome."
Unable to control herself she hugged him, tightly as if she never wanted to let go. "Thank you, Thank you, Thank you", she chanted. She pulled away and in shocked she saw Sam's eyes start to fill up with tears. He no longer had to see what he had done to her, it was like a new leaf was turned. He was all choked up, for the first time.
Harry looked at Jacob and Edward and they lifted and set the tank down as close as they could next to the water. Harry managed to pulled himself up and over the edge of the tank. He held his breath as he dragged himself. He took a big gulp of sea water and smiled at everyone. "Thank you once again, It is my time to leave."
"Will you come back?" Jacob asked and he cringed while he said it because even in his ears he sounded so childish and needy
Harry nodded. "I want you, Carlisle, and Edward to meet me here at Dusk."And with that sentence Harry was gone and Jacob felt empty, like all the life was sucked out of him and Edward strangely felt the same way. Dusk was just a few hours away but somehow it felt like an eternity.
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His city was destroyed, completely and utterly destroyed. Buildings that have been up for decades were crumbs and heaps on the ground. There were bodies upon bodies of his people, along with the enemies. Blood stained water was everywhere, you just didn't want to breathe. Harry held in a sob trying to say strong for the sake of his people. He swam to his home which him and Athena shared. Surprisingly it was still standing, it actually looked untouched. He pushed the white double doors to his house open and didn't expect to see what he was seeing now. "King Apollo." Everyone screamed, clearly surprised by his appearance, but they still swam over to him. There were so many people, so many survivors it made Harry want to cry of pure happiness.
"We won Apollo!" Bork cheered, Harry called him commander because he never gave up on anything and he could command the hell out of any one. The two became good friends over the years. Bork was always known for his long green beard and choker of shark fangs.
Harry put a strong hand on Bork's shoulder and smiled."I'm glad you led our people to victory my friend, but tell me where is Athena?" The cheering and chanting stopped, turning into silence. Right then and there Harry knew something was wrong, so he repeated. "Where is Athena?"
Bork looked down solemnly. "She rests in your room, but I fear this time she rests in an everlasting sleep."