Harry Potter, Hero of Legend, Stories and Elves part 11

"Do you know where I can find the enchanter that made your ring?" Harry asked the morbidly obese red skinned demon captain that he'd summoned so he could answer some questions.

"No, go fuck yourself," Narvalo replied with a smirk that made his already ugly face worse.

"Do you know where I can find Hexen?" Harry asked, trying to get some use out of him before he destroyed his soul.

Narvalo laughed. "No, piss off and die hero. When the Demon King summons me back, I'll enjoy ripping you apart."

"Fuck it," Harry muttered as he dismissed his summon and opened his Soul Arts interface to see if he could get anything useful out of him.

"What are we fucking?" Path asked playfully, fairly sure her Master was just annoyed at the idiot.

Harry glanced around the battlefield that was still filled with dead demons as the slime hadn't finished cleaning up. "Nothing, it's bad enough that I bind demons, I don't need a reputation for depravity."

"There's nothing wrong with a bit of depravity, it keeps things interesting," Naughty argued.

Harry checked the two spells he could get from Narvalo. "Cursed Lightning, this lightning fluctuates in power depending on the user's depravity. Conjure a realistic body pillow of Narvalo? Yeah, I'd rather take my chances with the cursed lightning."

"Pass," Naughty stated firmly, not in the least bit interested in having a spell that created an ugly body pillow.

"Yeah," Harry agreed as he looked through the next couple of spells that he could grab. "Dark Lightning: this cursed spell allows you to conjure uncontrollable cursed lightning that drains life from anything it hits."

"Sounds fun," Naughty said sarcastically.

"Liar," Harry replied as he checked the utility spell. "Conjure smelly underwear."

"Magical underwear or mundane?" Path asked thoughtfully.

"Mundane and I don't think we could wash it enough to make it worth using," Harry argued, not interested in a spell to conjure used underwear. He checked the next combat spell. "Sparks: this spell sends sparks into the target, zapping them and causing a small amount of damage or I can grab the spell to conjure Socks of Depravity."

"Ooh, go with that one," Naughty suggested with amusement.

"Do you even know what it does?" Harry asked.

Naughty laughed. "No but it sounds fun."

"The spell conjures a pair of magical socks, if you wear them and get struck by electricity, your resistance to electricity permanently increases and you start picking up a mental issue or the mental issue linked to the socks get worse," Harry explained as he grabbed the spell tokens for the socks and the cursed lightning spells.

"That might be worth it, depending on the specific mental issue," Path argued.

"Maybe," Harry admitted as he used the spell token for the socks. He cast his new spell, creating a pair of translucent knee high crimson silk socks. "They increase your tendency to want to dance naked in the rain."

Path snickered. "Could be worse."

"Yep," Harry agreed and cast the spell again, getting a pair of black ankle socks. "These increase the desire to beat the shite out of soccer players when you get zapped."

"What's soccer?" Naughty asked.

"It's a sport back home," Harry replied as he opened his Synthesis interface and tossed the socks in. He hit the button and paid the mana to combine them, getting a pair of knee high crimson socks that crackled with black lightning. "That improved the rate that you gain lightning resistance and the dancing in the rain swapped from a compulsion to simple enjoyment."

"Nothing wrong with dancing in the rain," Naughty said cheerfully, looking forward to picking up lightning resistance.

Harry put the socks in his inventory and tossed the cursed lighting tokens into his Synthesis interface and hit the button, creating another token. "Skill Gift: This spell allows you to permanently bestow the Naked Lightning:Electrokinesis power by writing runes on the target's soul. The runes give the target the ability to generate and control lightning, the maximum strength of the lightning increases the less clothes the user is wearing."

"Nice!" Path squealed. "I want the ability to control, manipulate and generate lightning!"

Harry briefly considered trying to combine the token with something else before he decided that the power to hand out the ability to generate lightning was too nice to risk. He used the token and cast his new spell on Path, giving her the Electrokinesis ability and causing his mana pool to drop by half.

"Fuck yeah!" Path shouted as she raised her hands and unleashed a remarkably quiet storm of lightning on a large demon corpse.

Harry smiled as the corpse exploded. 'That's a hell of a holdout weapon and a nice trick if someone manages to disarm us.'

"Hey boss, can I have the ability?" Naughty asked with a hopeful look.

"Sure." Harry cast the spell on Naughty, causing his mana pool to drop rather low for a couple of seconds before it started regenerating. "Don't use it on innocents, my friends or me."

"I wasn't planning on it," Naughty replied as she raised her hand and started blasting demon corpses, taking a lot of pleasure in having the ability to toss lightning.

Harry went back to looking through the spells he could grab. 'Another Magical Notecard/Label: This spell conjures a notecard or label with information about a target. The information is based on what the caster knows or what someone could figure out with a simple search or examination of the item. It can also summarize books if the caster can read the book.'

He grabbed the spell token and used it, figuring it would be more useful than the firebolt spell he already had or the small amount of experience he'd get toward his stats as he had thousands of demons that didn't give him spells that he could use for that. 'Oh, there's another one, I'll save that for Hermione,' he mused as he grabbed the token and put it in his inventory.

He glanced over the next eight demons he could turn into a firebolt spell or a spell that let the caster conjure a warm caffeinated drink and pastry of their choice. He grabbed the conjuration spell tokens and stuck them in his inventory then looked through the rest of the spells. "Uncle Jack's Broken Jump Spell: This failed spell is remarkably cheap to cast and boosts the target's ability to jump by three times for the duration, 'unfortunately' it doubles the force when they hit the ground, resulting in extensive injuries to their legs and knees if they aren't careful."

"That's rather nasty," Path mused. "You could probably cripple someone if they were charging at you or running away."

"Or about to jump out of a tree," Naught added, figuring there were all sorts of ways you could mess with people if they didn't know about the spell.

"I was thinking about using it with the cursed boots and one of the pain relief potions that Fifty Seven made to increase my resistance to damage to my legs," Harry admitted as he grabbed the spell token, figuring the spell was more useful than a spell to conjure slime.

"This is why I'm not a hero, they're a bit insane," Path told her sister.

"Yep," Naught agreed with a smile at Harry.

'You're not wrong,' Harry thought as he saw a group of elves making their way toward him, weaving around the army of dead demons. "I'll catch you later." He snapped his fingers and dismissed the girls, figuring it would be easier if the girls didn't have a chance to harass the locals. 'Okay, it's going to take them at least a couple of minutes to get over here.' He opened his demon binding page and sorted through the demons for useful spells and skills. 'Some type of system enchanting skill? Thank you!' he thought as he bound the two demons with enchanting, looking forward to seeing what they could do when he had a chance.

He opened his stat page and started using the souls that couldn't be turned into spells and weren't bound to increase his stats, pushing all of his stats up by ten points before he was out of demon souls. 'At least I have plenty of demons,' he mused as he started slowly walking toward the black robed figure and his red haired companion.

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Kara yawned as she woke up to a rather annoying beeping sound. She blinked a couple of times and frowned when she realized that she wasn't snuggled up to a cute bookworm and that she wasn't in her loft. "Sharti am sal?"

"Is that Kryptonian?" Zatanna asked as she turned the beeping heart monitor off.

"I don't think so but my Kryptonian is a bit shaky," Clark admitted, making a mental note to put a bit more work into learning the language now that he had someone to talk to. 'At least John was able to confirm that we're related and that she's Kryptonian and not just someone that looks like my cousin.'

Kara turned and glanced at the dark haired teenage girl that was wearing a white dress shirt, a black suit jacket and a pair of black panties and weird stockings that looked to have been made out of a fish net then focused on the strangely familiar dark haired teenager that was wearing a pair of jeans and a t-shirt and sitting in a chair with a book in his lap. "If you think that's Kryptonian, you need to practice more…" she trailed off when she reached up to push the lock of hair that had fallen across her face out of the way and realized that her hair wasn't blue and that she was wearing her Kryptonian flightsuit. "Sal'm veri!"

"You know English?" Clark asked, a bit surprised that a girl from Krypton would know English.

"A bit," Kara admitted, relieved that she'd practiced speaking English with Luna and Dawn over the years. "Does that mean we're on Earth?" she asked, ecstatic that her other half wasn't actually dead.

"You're in the medical ward of a space station that is floating over Earth," Clark explained, trying to keep things simple.

"That's a relief," Kara admitted. "Where is my ship?" she asked as she twisted around so that her legs were hanging off the bed, hoping they hadn't tried to take it apart since it was the only thing she had left of her world and the best way to find her cousin.

"In the hanger. Your ship came out of a wormhole and the station's systems detected an unconscious Kryptonian on the ship so we brought you inside," Clark offered.

"Are you with the government?" Kara asked, a touch surprised that they hadn't tried to cut her open already, which was a bit of a surprise from everything Dawn had said about alien movies.

"Sort of," Zatanna replied with a shrug. "We're with the World Defense Force. We're basically called in if they have criminals that have special abilities the police can't handle or if we have to deal with aliens. I'm Zatanna, this is Kal El."

'So much for my cousin having a unique name,' Kara mused. "Nice to meet you, I'm Kara Zor-El and I'm a traveler."

"Which would make you Zor-El's daughter and my cousin if I'm not mistaken," Clark said, a touch surprised that she didn't look older considering the pictures in Fortress's records were over fifteen years old.

Kara shook her head. "Sorry to disappoint you because you look like a nice guy but my cousin is like six months old."

"When did Krypton explode?" Zatanna asked as the door opened behind her.

"I don't know," Kara admitted as she studied the dark skinned man that was wearing a glowing Green Lantern ring as he stepped into the room. "A couple of days? I'd have to check the flight records."

"It's been fifteen and a half years," John Steward offered.

"Fifteen years?" Kara muttered, wondering if that would explain why she hadn't had any dreams for the last two weeks. "Let's assume for a second that you're telling the truth, how do you explain the missing time?" she asked, not sure if he was trying to trick her or if she'd actually lost fifteen years.

"I can't," John admitted. "I scanned your ship with my ring, your stasis field wouldn't have lasted a week without the drive active, let alone fifteen years and the logs for your jump drive show that you arrived in the system on the dark side of the moon less than an hour after you left your star system and that the stasis field hadn't been used recently. The log registered a warning about stellar drift then scanned the local system and made a micro jump to the area near the station."

"The ship should have detected exotic particles from most forms of time travel that I'm familiar with, the fact that it didn't detect anything means I was probably sent here by magic or divine shenanigans," Kara mused.

"Divine shenanigans?" Clark asked, wondering why she'd jumped to that conclusion.

"Shenanigans basically means strange pranks or actions, right? Thus, pranks by the gods or have I been using the word wrong?" Kara asked.

"Dishonest or secret actions. Yeah, you got the word right, it's just that most people don't really believe in gods anymore or don't believe that the gods are active," Zatanna explained.

"I guess that's fair," Kara admitted, not sure how to feel about the gods since they'd let Krypton explode or at least they hadn't warned people. "It could be a magic user, do you have any that can toss a ship through time?"

Clark glanced at Zatanna then focused on Kara. "Doctor Fate, Faust, Black Thorn and the Wizard."

"Faust would need a ritual and he'd probably have to make some sort of deal. You also forgot Circe," Zatanna teased.

Clark shivered as he thought about the ancient witch that had tried to turn him into a pet because he'd helped Diana foil one of her schemes. "I was trying not to think about her. She has the power but I don't think she'd care or have a reason to know about Kara's arrival."

"You could say the same about the rest of the magic users," Zatanna argued.

"Now that you're here, what are you planning on doing?" Green Lantern asked, trying to get things back on track since they didn't have enough information.

"I don't know," Kara admitted. "I should have a couple of days of food in my ship and I can probably find work as a scientist or tech on an alien world somewhere if I can't get some type of guest pass here."

"What do you think?" Clark asked Zatanna and John. "We could use a new tech and it would give her a chance to get her feet under her."

"I'm not going to object to having a Kryptonian tech around," Zatanna replied, almost looking forward to seeing what happened the next time someone tried to kidnap their tech.

"We can give it a try, if it doesn't work, we'll find something that does," John assured her.

"Like what?" Kara asked.

"We're always looking for diplomats and scientists," John told her.

"I'd love a chance to get to know my cousin and working on a space station sounds fun," Kara offered, figuring she could always quit once she had a chance to absorb some yellow sunlight.

"Great. Show her around and take her to the hanger so she can check the logs on her ship," John ordered, hoping that none of the scientists from Star Labs decided to disobey orders and try to take her ship apart.

"Right this way," Clark replied as he walked out of the infirmary, looking forward to getting to know his cousin and hear some stories about Krypton.

Kara hopped down off the bed and followed Clark and Zatanna out of the infirmary. "What's your actual job description?"

"I'm technically part of the magical support team but I'm basically a general heavy hitter when it comes to anything other than magic," Clark explained as they headed down the gray metal hallways.

"Does that mean you have magic?" Kara asked in surprise.

"I have enough training to see magic and pull off a couple of cantrips. I mostly use magical tools to bypass wards and help Zatanna make talismans and gear for the rest of the group."

"I'm the team's generalist and one of our heavy hitters when it comes to using magic," Zatanna offered when Kara turned to look at her.

"What about the rest of your team?" Kara asked.

"Raven is an Empath and our other heavy hitter when it comes to magic. Beastboy is our shape changing ninja and Starfire is our other general heavy hitter, she also makes potions."

"Diana is the captain of the team and our bondage expert," Zatanna offered as she opened the door to the lounge.

"Zatanna," Clark complained, not wanting to have to explain that one to his alien cousin.

"What?" Zatanna asked 'innocently'. "She has a magic lasso and likes tying people up."

"It was a gift," Diana said as she studied Clark's cousin as they walked into the lounge.

"I'm not judging, I've tied up my fair share of cute girls," Kara replied, smiling as she thought about the times she'd tied Dawn and Luna up.

"Sounds fun," Starfire said cheerfully.

"Absolutely," Kara agreed as she looked at the busty orange skinned teenager that was wearing a purple bikini. She glanced at the busty girl with slightly gray skin that was hovering over the couch then focused on the attractive green haired teenager that was probably a year or two younger than her. 'Damn, Clark's team is hot.'

"Can I take pictures?" Beastboy asked hopefully.

Raven glanced at Beastboy and shook her head. "I'm Raven, ignore the idiot."

"It's a fair question," Beastboy argued.

"More like an excuse to get a three hour lecture from HR about ways to avoid creating a hostile work environment," Dianna pointed out.

"Are you saying it wouldn't be worth the lecture?" Beastboy asked, picturing Kara tying up a mostly naked Starfire.

"That's not the point and behave," Diana told him, hoping he hadn't offended Clark's cousin.

"Welcome to the madhouse," Clark told his cousin.

"Nothing wrong with being a little mad," Kara assured him.

"Seriously?" Clark asked.

"We come from a long line of mad scientists, you'll be fine," Kara assured him.

"I knew it!" Starfire squealed, suddenly picturing Clark in a lab coat with wild hair.

"My father's hologram failed to mention that," Clark said as he headed for the door to the hanger.

"That's because Jor El liked to pretend that he didn't have the same tendencies," Kara offered, trying to focus on the positive rather than the fact that her family and world were gone. 'At least I had a couple of weeks to get my head straight or at least less twisted.'

"I'm Diana Prince or Wonder Woman in costume, the captain of the madhouse," Diana offered.

"Kara Zor-El, tech and scientist," Kara replied.

"Nice to meet you," Diana assured her. "Dinner should be ready in fifteen to twenty minutes."

"I'm fine…" Kara trailed off as her stomach grumbled.

"We'll be there, we're just going to take a quick look at the ship," Clark said as he headed for the door to the hangar.

"Okay," Kara replied as she followed Clark, making a note to make sure she got enough sunlight to deal with any bacteria in the food that her system couldn't deal with.

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"Do you think we should call it?" Obi Wan asked as he watched Anakin block both of Dawn's green lightsabers with his own blue sabers then take a kick to the chest as she reached out and used the force to trip him.

"Stopped, they have not," Yoda replied as Anakin shoved Dawn away from him so that he could flip up to his feet.

Dawn laughed as she twisted around and created a platform with the force 'under' her feet so she could toss herself back into the fight, enjoying the sparring match a bit more than she probably should. She pushed her twin back a couple of feet with a series of rapid strikes then abruptly swapped to stabbing at him with her training blade while swinging her other blade wildly, giving her a moment of distraction to catch him off guard and tap him.

"Match, that is," Yoda announced.

"I'll get you next time," Anakin promised.

"Dwell on revenge, Jedi do not," Yoda reminded them with a touch of amusement, not seeing a problem with their competition since the aggression vanished once they were done with a fight.

"It's not revenge, it's just healthy competition," Dawn assured them as she turned her lightsabers off and hooked them to her belt.

Anakin turned his sabers off and turned to look at his master. "Do you need me for anything else or should I finish upgrading the dueling droid?"

"Have fun," Obi Wan suggested as he waved his padawan off.

Anakin smiled as he left, looking forward to seeing how much he could improve the droid's combat ability.

"Free time, you have," Yoda told Dawn.

"Thank you," Dawn replied as she followed Anakin.

Obi Wan watched the padawans leave the training hall. "How long do you think it will be before they're making us work for a victory?"

"Never too old to learn new tricks," Yoda replied as he grabbed his saber and set it for training. "Shall we?"

"Of course," Obi Wan replied as he grabbed his saber and adjusted it.

"What's the hurry?" Anakin asked once they'd gotten back to the area near their suit, having noticed that Dawn was moving faster than her normal pace.

"I want a shower and a nap," Dawn replied.

"You don't look tired," Anakin argued.

"I'm not, I just want to get back before Xander wakes up so I can have another round," Dawn replied with a grin, knowing that the length of time she spent awake had some influence on how long she was asleep and on which world she visited.

"Another round?" Anakin asked.

"I was going to mention it earlier but Obi Wan showed up before I could tell you that I finally talked him into having sex," Dawn explained in a low voice on the off chance that there were droids around that she couldn't sense or some type of recording device in the hallway.

"I don't want details," Anakin told her, genuinely happy for his sister even if his 'love' life was practically nonexistent in both of his lives but it wasn't something he wanted to know about other than in vague terms.

"So you don't want to know that I had my wicked way with him on the anvil and the benches and against the door?" Dawn teased.

Anakin glared at his twin as they stopped in front of their room. "What part of I don't want details did you miss?"

"You wanted details when I was sharing stories about watching Kara and Luna have sex," Dawn teased.

"That's completely different and you know it," Anakin argued as they walked into the suit they shared with Obi Wan.

"That's why I kept it vague," Dawn replied with a smirk as she headed for the bathroom.

"You're evil," Anakin complained.

"Just a bit, being a little evil stops me from killing some of the idiots," Dawn as she walked into the bathroom and started stripping.

"Have you figured out what we're supposed to do about Dooku yet?" Anakin asked as he walked over to grab his tools.

"I don't know, we'll probably have plenty of chances to kill him once the war starts but that means a lot of people are going to die. Either way, we should have close to three years to come up with a decent plan, I'm going to grab a shower, get some sleep and fuck my friend."

"Have fun," Anakin replied as he grabbed his tools and left as the bathroom door swung shut.

"That's the plan," Dawn replied with a grin.

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