Ch: 6 cont.
That night the group of seven Gentlemen and their straight jacket wearing minions came into town searching for hearts to collect. The legends say that no sword can kill them and that a human scream would finish them. We didn't want them to get off that easy. We wanted them to pay for all the killings they've done. They were met by a pissed off witch, wizard, Wicca witch, pair of werewolves, ex watcher, two techno pagans, ex demoness, and three slayers.
All of us carried at least an enchanted sword courtesy of me. Not all of them were as powerful as Excalibur or my own sword but they were all more than adequate for the job. We proceeded to beat the shit out of the demons before we carved them up into little pieces. Only when they were near death did all of the women scream. We don't take shit in our town. We found that they had already collected a few hearts, which we destroyed.
The next group of demons that arrived calling was a trio that was bent on opening the Hellmouth. We found out about them after they collected the blood from a frat boy they carved up. Some research told us what they intended. We caught the first one at the grave of a child whose bones they were trying to loot. Buffy, Faith, and I remembered the symbol from the frat boy's chest on the wall of one of the mausoleums. We took the demons head.
Tracking down the other pair wasn't hard considering they wanted to open the Hellmouth. We found them at our old high school. The school was abandoned after our class graduated thanks to my donating the funds for a new one to be built. I of course made it stipulated with my donation that I would get the old building from the school district. I sealed it up after purchase. It's not exactly the most intelligent thing to have a school on top of a Hellmouth. Of course the mayor designed it that way on purpose.
It was child's play to take the heads of the two remaining demons with Faith and Buffy. Spike had been getting a bit depressed during this time and vamp Willow even caught him trying to stake himself. She was not happy that her puppy basically wanted to run away, as she put it. We decided to enlighten him to the fact that he couldn't harm humans but demons are fair game. He seemed much happier after that.
Wicca Willow was in much better spirits thanks to making another Wicca friend named Tara. She met her in a Wicca group where the rest of the members were fakes. Xander was in good spirits because his girlfriend was.
Giles went on a drinking binge with his old acquaintance Ethan Rayne the next night. He should have known better. Rayne slipped Giles the equivalent of a magical roofie. Giles woke up the next morning as a demon. Luckily for him I enchanted most of the jewelry we all wear whether it's watches, necklaces, or earrings with translation charms. Giles was speaking the native language of the demon he was transforming into. He gave Jenny and Joyce quite a scare.
A cleansing draught served to clean the transformant out of his system. He reverted back within a couple of hours without the potion. I am getting tired of Ethan's frequent pranks so I called in a favor with a mage official I know. They are going to work on rehabilitating the chaos mage. If he doesn't straighten up he'll probably be mucking out a hippogryph stall for the rest of his life.
My monitoring of the initiative up until this time was through the frequent checking of one of the operatives' minds. I had yet to take a peek into Professor Maggie Walsh's mind. This proved to be a mistake when she turned up dead. I had no idea what she was working on beyond something labeled 314. The same day she died something completely mutilated a child in Sunnydale. Coincidence didn't happen often in Sunnydale.
As such we went hunting for what did it. Whatever it was it was smart enough to hide. We decided to get into the initiative facility to find out what they had created that was out of control. Getting in was pretty simple. I silently apparated Buffy and Faith in. We were under invisibility magic and doing fine. I gleaned information about Adam from Walsh's partners mind.
He was a human, demon, machine hybrid. When will people that don't know about the existence of a soul let alone how to work with it stop mucking around with bringing back the dead. Adam's body had been dead long enough for the soul to depart. What was left when it awoke was a new type of demon with all of its demonic essence. As our luck would have it Riley walked in because of an alert he picked up while in the area. The alert was triggered by Adam returning home.
I dropped the invisibility because it wouldn't do us any good at the moment. Adam, Riley, and the scientist all suddenly were paying attention to us.
"Buffy, Harry what are you guys doing here," Riley shouted.
"No need to shout Riley. You won't remember in a second," I replied as I levitated him and the scientist behind me with the girls.
"Shield up," I stated as erected a powerful shield around us.
"This is going to be so cool," Faith stated.
"What's going on," Riley asked.
"Don't worry about it," Buffy answered him.
"A strange magic user and two slayers," Adam stated as if he were studying two specimens in a lab.
His soulless voice sent a shiver up the spines of everyone with a soul. I decided that now was the perfect time to test one of my modified inventions. I concentrated and all of a sudden a small gold ball which seconds earlier had looked like a button grew to about an inch and a half in diameter before sprouting wings. It took off into the air and at my mental direction flew towards Adam.
"Curious," was all the demon had time to say before his body was vaporized by the blast from the snitch grenade.
Since my initial test with the fusion grenade on the mayor demon I had been able to vary the blast power. I also made it portable inside an expanded inner space snitch. It flew towards the target at my mental command. They would be good for when you are severely outnumbered or outgunned. It wasn't that I didn't think I could take Adam but it was just easier this way and a good test for my new weapon.
As Riley and the scientist continued to recover from the shock wave from the weapon I hit them with an obliviate. They would conclude that there had been a flaw in Adam's uranium power source. It had detonated, killing Adam in the process of him trying to shut himself down. That would explain why the blast was so small. We apparated out of there while the other initiative operatives were heading our way.
It turned out that Spike soon returned to the shed after a brief stint of trying to live on his own. He got the crap beat out of him by some other demons after they heard he was killing demons. The girls and I got a great laugh out of it. Vamp Willow was very happy to have her puppy back. Veruca was happy to have her alpha's attention diverted away from her.
Wicca Willow had been getting pretty into the Wicca magic with her friend Tara. I could definitely see an attraction between the two. It looks like my girls aren't the only ones around with bisexual tendencies.
An interesting side effect occurred when Hermione and I tested the new spell we were trying to craft. We are working on a spell to make the Slayer Spirit, which is the demonic essence the watcher's council referred to as what empowered a slayer, jump from one potential to the next until there are no more current ones. The very act of the spirit passing through a potential gave her the powers permanently. Something very interesting we found out is that each potential is somehow descended from a former slayer.
What we believe is that these girls carry a gene in their DNA that is activated by the demonic essence. It alters them to have the same powers as their ancestor. Buffy and Faith wanted us to test the spell on them because if something went wrong it shouldn't hurt either of them since they were already activated. The spirit jumped from Faith (the current holder) back to Buffy but it also took her soul with it.
Buffy's soul jumped to Faith's body. It was completely unexpected. It took us a while to figure out how to put them back. It took longer thanks to the constant distraction of the two slayers wanting to be fucked in each other's bodies. That part I didn't mind so much. Eventually we got them back to the right body but not without another interesting side effect. Faith appears to have been added to the soul bond I share with my two wives. So according to wizarding law I now have three wives.
The girls weren't exactly unhappy about that fact either. My other unmarried lovers were actually a bit jealous. Faith and Buffy have been as close as sisters ever since they met. The knowledge that they share the burden of slayer probably helps that close relationship along quite a bit. With Kendra there was always a big cultural gap along with Kendra's sheltered upbringing at the hands of the watchers council.
It usually ended up being Buffy and Faith who sparred against each other to keep up their training. I occasionally joined in but I mostly sat back and enjoyed the view. They push each other to new heights with every spar. They sometimes love to spar naked in my indoor training room built into the basement (expansion charms). I think they do this just so I'll fuck them after they tease me enough. It works every time and I'm not complaining.
Ever since finding out about the mayor altering our minds with his wards I endeavored to make sure our minds are safe from that or any other memory altering magic. This was accomplished by something I've decided to call a pensieve diary/journal. Basically what we do is copy our memories into a special type of pensieve with bottomless charms on it. The pensieve is surrounded by so much magic (powered by my ward stones) that they are as unalterable by anybody but us as the fabric of the universe itself.
We check them for any discrepancies with the ones in our head every day when we wake up through means of an automatic update spell. It's basically a quick way of doing it. Everybody who lives in my house has a pensieve journal. When we found the world believing that Jonathan from high school was in fact the coolest guy in the world and a superstar we knew something was up.
Tracking him down proved to be rather easy with the famous posh lifestyle he lived.
"What were you thinking," I asked as I silently appeared behind him causing him to jump in shock.
"I wondered if it would affect you Harry. What are you," he asked.
"It doesn't matter. You won't remember any of this," I replied as I took the information about how he did it from his mind before obliviating him of the knowledge.
I left a strong compulsion on him that would make him want to stay away from dangerous magic. I didn't delete knowledge of it from his mind completely. Awareness of danger makes us better equipped to survive it.
Tracking down the demon that came looking for those who used this spell proved just as easy as finding Jonathan. The demon is a byproduct of the spell and was close to reaching Jonathan. Killing it ended the spell and the world reverted to the way it was. Apparently the knowledge of what happened quickly faded from the world consciousness.
The thought that they barely avoided being forced into mooning over Jonathan caused my girls to give me an amazing orgy in thanks from saving them from such a fate.
I caught Spike trying to overcome the limitations of his chip by stirring up trouble the only way he could. He tried preying on the insecurities in my girls. I do my best to keep them all happy and satisfied but I can't always do everything. He chose to start with Anya. After I finished reassuring her I went out to the shed and proceeded to have a talk with Spike. This talk included a few crucios and targeted sunlight. Spike was much more agreeable to my viewpoint afterwards. Whether he was sent back for a reason or not…I'm not going to put up with that shit in my household.
I took the girls to a frat party Riley was holding. When I looked into the mind of Walsh's partner I also found that she had implanted Riley with a behavioral modification chip. I fried it with a burst of magic when I was nearby him once. That wouldn't be a problem now.
What did turn out to be a problem was when Riley went up to his room with a girl he picked up. I first started noticing something was wrong when I found a crowd of people acting like they were climaxing when they placed their hand on the wall. The strangeness increased from there.
Willow had brought Tara to the party. The shy blonde Wicca said she sensed some type of possession. I walked outside the house and examined it with my soul sight. What I found wasn't exactly souls but more like a bastardized wizarding portrait. The other Scoobies began to research the history of the house while I decided the best way to fix it. It turns out the old lady who used to oversee the children's home there had basically tortured her charges in the guise of punishment.
Hermione got so pissed during the woman's confession of child abuse that she hit the woman with a heart attack curse. That subject is a very sore one for my lovers ever since they viewed some of my child hood memories with the Dursleys. The shadows of the tortured children manifested from a combination of the Hellmouth, Riley's sexual energy with his female companion, and the demonic energies from the initiative below the frat house.
The solution was actually a version of the black magic cleansing ritual. The ritual was performed every two months by those dark magic users who don't want to go on killing frenzies. The house should be safe for sexual activity from now on.
Tara started joining the now expanded Scooby gang during our meetings. Xander and Willow also finally confirmed that Tara is their girlfriend. Apparently polygamy is popular nowadays; or at least within the Scooby gang.
The initiative had officially worn out their welcome in Sunnydale. I was still keeping tabs on them and had finally gotten into the head of the current military leader. He is a nasty piece of work. They were trying to harness demons to make them into weapons. If this wasn't bad enough they were trying to do it with a completely scientific approach without even acknowledging magic.
So I used some of my contacts within the Mages to reveal what was going on. They basically had the American magical president give the muggle president an ultimatum. He could shut down the project and destroy all records himself or there would be a containment failure in the demon holding cells. The president would be made to forget about the magical government being involved and he would lose most of his soldiers anyway. Naturally he chose to shut it down himself.
This incident answered a question I've long pondered. In a war who would win, muggles or magic users. It still isn't clear to me but I imagine wizards would look like they were winning at first. Wizards would probably use the imperius on the controller of nuclear weapons at the direction of some shunned muggleborn (by their families, there are plenty who don't react well to being told their child is a witch/wizard).
This would cause high casualties on the muggle side. Then the muggles would use their industriousness to fight back. At this point it would be anybodies game. The muggles could come up with a way to combat magic but I doubt it. They still try to classify it through scientific means. The mages are a lot more in tune with muggle technology and science than their British counterparts. They would be a lot better equipped to handle the muggles.
The single biggest advantage on the side of wizards is our ability to hide. The mundanes have numbers, which would be greatly decreased if the nuke scenario plays out. Whatever the case it would be best to avoid such a situation at all costs.
That summer was one of relaxation and rest with several minor projects. One thing that happened was me finishing reading the collection of books I copied from Wesley before he left. Another thing that happened was the expansion of my medical project to even further distances. We previously only employed a few witches and wizards traveling from mundane hospital to mundane hospital in California. We now employ over thirty witches and wizards that travel to ten of the surrounding states.
They were raking in quite a bit of money (still not more than the interest on my investments) and helping a lot of people. I have them employing select notice me not charms. This variation makes it so that even if anybody notices that cancer and other horrid illnesses are suddenly disappearing in hospitals they simply won't care. They won't think it's a big deal. The Mages have yet to notice what's going on. Even though they are the most progressive and interactive with muggles they still don't care to interact enough to notice such a thing.
Plus my employees are very discreet. We don't seek recognition. We just want to help people.
On one of the last days of summer vacation the whole gang was spending a day at the beach. Even Joyce, Jenny, and Giles joined us. There was a lot of skin showing and lots of fun had by all. Even when a rain storm broke out we didn't stop enjoying ourselves. I simply erected a rain repelling ward above us and a notice me not so that other mundanes wouldn't see that the rain didn't seem to hit us. Something about the suddenness of that rain storm didn't seem right to me and later that night I would find out why.
As usual Faith and Buffy were patrolling. I stayed under my hallow cloak on my Firebolt. I enjoyed the casual banter of my girls. They are like two close sisters with all that they share and especially after Faith became added to our bond. After watching the dynamic slayer duo double team a vamp I felt that same feeling as from the thunder storm.
"Impressive," a highly accented voice said.
We all turned to see a vamp cloaked in darkness. I could feel the allure right away being poured onto my girls. It was Veela like in nature. The hypnotic gaze was also present. The girls could easily resist the mental allure known as thrall with their own mental powers but the pheromones would be difficult.
"Who are you," Buffy asked.
"I thought you knew. I am Dracula," he replied.
"Right and I am the bloody queen of England," Faith replied.
I decided it was time for my intervention. The cloak slipped down into the expanded space necklace I carry it in at my mental command. Dracula's attention turned to me.
"Who are you," he asked.
"Death," I replied.
"Death does not know me."
"Harry are you not going to let us have some fun," Faith asked me.
"Yeah," Buffy pouted.
Normally I don't intervene in their fun time unless it's necessary.
"He is who he claims to be," I reply as I can sense his power and probable age from that power.
"Oh," Buffy replies.
"Bugger," Faith adds.
"Do you want us to call for backup or do you have it," Buffy asks.
"I got it," I smile at her as I crack my knuckles.
My broom is already shrunken in my pocket from when I took off my cloak. Dracula wouldn't know that I'm a wizard until it is too late and not at all if I can help it. There are several breeds of vamps. There is the demonic variety, which tend to stay around a Hellmouth. There are also Nosferatu, Dracula's kind. Dracula is the oldest of them. He is powerful, I can feel it.
He has sat back and watched our little dialogue this entire time. I look him in the eye and I can see the slight shock he feels when he realizes his thrall doesn't work on me. I surge forward with speed no mortal can achieve and grab him around the throat. I squeeze tight but the immortal fights back. I block a blow from his strong arms and retaliate with a knee to the groin. He grunts in pain and backs up a bit.
He recovers very quickly and starts to fight again. His fist flies at me but I dodge and return with an uppercut to the jaw. His head snaps back from the force and I follow up by sweeping his legs. He is back up faster than I would have suspected. Dracula disappeared into the shadows.
"You are very good…but I am better," I heard echo around me from the shadows.
Channeling some power into my eyes they glow a soft green, Dracula doesn't seem to notice or care. I close my eyes for a moment and concentrate on my other senses. Dracula takes the bait, thinking I'm not paying attention and charges on silent feet. He practically glides over the ground but not quite. I hear the soft impact of his feet as they hit the ground. As he comes within several feet of me and prepares to strike me from behind I bend sharply backwards, snapping my hands up to his neck and twisting until I hear a satisfying crack.
As he goes down to heal I let my phoenix powers flow. I feel the fire within me burn hotter and brighter. I let it burn with my power and push it out around me via my aura. My skin erupts in magical fire that doesn't harm my basilisk hide battle suit I patrol in.
Dracula's eyes have just enough time to widen in shock.
"Bye, bye," I tell him with a smirk before punching my fist into his chest and crush his heart to dust.
The rest of his body dusts as well but I can see his essence waiting to reconstitute him. I pour the power into my flame. It grows in size to encompass a two meter radius around me. It burns the dust until it is consumed. It sucks the magic out of the dust, leaving it nothing but normal vamp ashes.
As I stood up and turned back around to the girls I dusted myself off.
"I was hoping your clothes would burn off," Buffy pouted.
"Sorry to disappoint love," I responded.
"Well that just means you'll have to work off our excess energy another way since you took our kill," Faith informed me with a sultry smirk.
I walked over to them and wrapped an arm around each of their wastes with a hand on their butts.
"I have no problem with that," I responded as they each put a hand on my ass.
I flamed us back to my bedroom to make it up to them. It was the end to another interesting day on the Hellmouth.
Chapter 7
The next day something very interesting happened, even for Sunnydale. Buffy gained a sister, or at least somebody everybody remembers as her sister. Due to our memory backup precautions we quickly realized that Dawn wasn't her sister but some type of being comprised of interdimensional energies. They weren't Hellmouth energies. It was like she is made of pure magic but can't consciously access it. Whatever the purpose for her being with us it wasn't malicious on her part.
She had no idea that her memories are fabricated. Everyone in our household have two sets of memories now. One set without Dawn in them and the other with this girl as Buffy's sister for the last fourteen years. Buffy decided it best not to tell her new sister or anybody outside our house about Dawn's actual status. Regardless of her origins we don't want to hurt the girl.
That same night Harmony showed back up in town with a gang of vamps. They sucked the owner of the magic shop dry of blood. Harmony turned out to be convinced she is Buffy's arch nemesis. We all thought it quite amusing (especially Cordy) but decided it was best not to let the blood sucker get away with anything. Leaving any vamp capable of harming living beings around is a bad idea in general. Harmony's gang made it too easy for us when they tried to attack our campus house. Faith and Buffy had a fun time taking them apart until they were dust.
The vamps didn't even make it closer than five meters to the house thanks to the wards. I decided for further amusement after everybody but Harmony was dust.
"Hold off girls," I told the two slayers.
"What's up Harry," Buffy asked.
"Watch," I reply as I wave my hand at Harmony.
I hit the blonde former Cordette turned vamp with an overpowered full body bind. Then I concentrate on summoning a special chip from my basement lab. Summoning something from so far away is sort of like remote apparition mixed with a switching spell (switching air for the object). It's not really practical without the object in sight for battle. The special chip is actually the same behavioral modification chip Spike currently has in his head. A few medical spells later and Harmony now couldn't hurt a living being no matter how much she tries.
"Oh Spike I think you have a new shed mate," I told the bleach haired vampire.
"Hell is nicer than this. You really hate me," he replied while staring at his ex girlfriend.
"Two puppies," vamp Willow gushed.
"Yes, yes I do," I responded as we went back into the house, me cackling madly with glee.
Giles had decided to purchase the magic shop to give him something to do and a bit of extra income. Unfortunately before I could get a chance to put up any type of wards Giles' new shop was paid a visit by a demon named Toth. Wards in any type of public business can be tricky as it is. I'm not sure they would have stopped the demon completely even if any were present. The wards probably would have at least slowed Toth down. The demon turned out to be the last of his kind. From the distinct odor he gave off during his run in with the former watcher we tracked him to the city dump.
During the ensuing fight Toth fired off some type of magical energy blast aimed at Buffy. I appeared in front of my lover with a burst of apparition to block her with a shield. I was quite surprised when the shot passed through my shield, seeming to only slow down. That's what I get by underestimating a damn demon that uses tools. I should have conjured a physical barrier instead of a magical shield. Hermione reacted by hitting the demon with a blasting curse. It flung him clear over the garbage heap, not that I saw any of this.
I was too busy getting my wits about me. By the time they checked Toth was gone. When I got up from the garbage heap I was knocked back into my ladies were fawning on me and making sure I was ok.
"Harry, are you ok," Hermione asked with a worry filled tone.
"Yeah," Cordy agreed with her inquiry.
"Yeah I feel ok, just a little out of it," I answered while dusting off my basilisk hide battle suit.
"I think we need to get you home and into bed to nurse you back to health," Sarah spoke up.
"Horny bitch," Faith said while smiling at Sarah to take the sting out of it.
"Takes one to know one," the Romany replied.
"All right, all right…we need to get Harry home and into bed," Hermione ordered.
I flamed everybody back to their rightful residence (Giles and Jenny to their house with Joyce and the rest of us to our campus abode).
Begin Smut Scene here
"Almost as soon as I got into the house the girls dragged me up to our bedroom. Faith quite literally tore off my clothes. I found myself pushed back on the bed. Sarah quickly dropped between my legs and captured my cock head in her hot mouth. She began by swirling her tongue around my shaft while paying homage to my piss slit. Then she took over half my cock into her mouth before hitting the back of her throat. Sarah's glistening lips stretched around my length as she savored every inch of meat. Sarah absolutely loves drinking my fluids.
While she was doing this Cordy and Anya are lying on their sides on either side of me. Both women were kissing me on each side of my face as my arms went under their sides to allow my hands to play with their pussies. I finger their hot cunts as they moan in pleasure.
"Oh god Harry…your fingers feel so good inside of me," Cordy whispered into my ear before sticking her tongue in it.
"What she said," the ever eloquent Anya whispered before nibbling my other earlobe.
"
"While I am enjoying the heaven that is my three lovers Faith and Buffy are going at it in a hot Slayer 69. Buffy's tongue is sliding in and out of Faith's slick folds while Faith is using a combination of her tongue and fingers to stimulate Buffy's clit. Hermione is on all fours behind Sarah lapping at her cunt.
Sarah is really working her mouth on my cock, taking it deep into her throat. The experienced cock sucker is working her throat muscles for my pleasure. She really wants my seed.
"Give it to her," Cordy moaned into my ear.
I slipped a pussy juice soaked finger up each girls butt. Their anal muscles clamped down on the invading digits before relaxing as I channeled Greek magic into their bodies. I had several fingers on each hand working both their holes as I begin to thrust my dick into Sarah's mouth.
"
"Hermione gets up and I see the magical strap on in place of her pussy. Hermione walks forward on her knees until I see that her girl cock is buried in Sarah's pussy. Sarah really starts sucking my dick as Hermione begins fucking her tight wet snatch. I stare into my brunette wife's eyes as I near my climax. She can see how close I am from all the female stimulation. Hermione reaches forward and pushes Sarah's head down on my cock, causing it to lodge in her throat. Sarah's eyes bulge as her airway is cut off. I can't take it anymore and blast my load of cum deep into her throat. She struggles to swallow it quickly.
My climax causes my orgasmic power to explode out of me and send all the females in the room into an intense orgasm. Hermione luckily let Sarah's head up off my cock. As we all lay recovering in post orgasmic fun I can't help but "think how much I love my life.
"I love you all," I told them putting voice to my thoughts.
"We love you Harry," they all chorused in reply.
Soon Cordelia threw her leg over me and straddled me. She grabbed my already hard again cock and guided it into her juicy pussy. Thanks to a potions regimen Hermione brews for the ladies they are all as tight as virgins. Cordy's lovely pussy grips me tightly as I begin to thrust up into her. My view is all of a sudden obscured by Buffy lowering her pussy down to my mouth. I begin lavishing my blonde lover's snatch with my attention. From the feel of them I feel both Hermione and Sarah placing a hand between their legs.
"
I " start fingering the girls. From what I viewed in a pensieve later (gotta relive the happy moments as often as possible) Faith then took Hermione's strap on and got behind Cordy. She slipped her magical dildo up Cordy's bum. Anya acquired another magical strap on and entered Hermione from the rear. We all began to move in rhythm as we thrust our hips forward to either have something buried in an orifice or bury something in an orifice. I writhed in pleasure under all of the female flesh, letting my orgasmic power send waves of pleasure through my lovers.
Warning anal from here…
After her first orgasm with my cock buried in her cunt Cordy pulled off with Faith still buried in her ass. They maneuvered around until Faith used her slayer strength to pick Cordy up and make her way back. Buffy got the idea and leaned forward grasping her small hand around my cock. She held it firm as Faith sat down. My cock sank into Faith's tight ass"
"hole as her girl cock remained in Cordy. It was such a hot feeling. I began to thrust up into Faith's ass while she thrust back at me before thrusting forward into Cordy's butt. My tongue slipped back to Buffy's asshole where I began rimming her. Sarah and Buffy began making out and massaging each other's breasts for extra stimulation. Faith squeezed her ass muscles down on my cock as she used Cordy's extra weight to bury my dick as deep up her ass as it would go.
All of a sudden Hermione came on my hand from the duel stimulation of it and Anya fucking her butt. They switched positions and the strap on so that Anya was the one taking it up the butt with Hermione giving. Soon Faith had her orgasm. The clenching of her ass as she injected her girl cum into Cordy's butt pulled me over the edge. I began sending my seed deep into Faith's bowels. She took my seed as my orgasmic powers sent everyone into another intense orgasm.
"
"I didn't even pause this time as I began to fuck another of my lovers. That night I was insatiable. Every one of them got fucked in every orifice at least once. It was dawn before I collapsed in exhaustion between a sea of naked female flesh.
End Smut Scene
"
About that time in walks an identical copy of me.
"Looks like I missed some fun," the copy says.
"Since I'm pretty sure I don't have a twin you mind telling me who you are," I ask too tired to really move easily but sure I can rally my magic to defend my lovers if necessary.
Although I realize that if he got through the wards I can hear him out.
"Well you know that energy Toth hit you with last night," he asked.
"Yeah," I answer as my head nods subsequently rubbing against a female breast and nipple which elicited a moan from a very sated female.
"Well it split us in two. I'm the fighting side of us and you're the lover. I checked some books that Toth wanker was working with on this magic rod he shot us with," my double explained as he held up the rod that shot us.
"So I'm guessing we won't be seeing anymore of Toth then if you have that," I asked.
"Nope…I tracked him down and took care of him," he replied with a smirk.
"Two Harrys," Anya perked up from her climaxed out state.
"Leave it to Anya to want more after being fucked into a state of stupor," Hermione stated.
"Actually I could go for another round myself," Buffy spoke up.
"Damn I wish I had slayer stamina and regeneration powers," Cordy stated.
I hit the girls with a wave of healing power. They were all quickly refreshed.
"Ok before you two recombine you're double teaming each of us," Faith ordered with all the girls quickly nodding their agreement.
"Fine by me," my twin replied.
We proceeded to do just that. Recombining was rather simple with the rod. Each of us held an end while we channeled our power through it. When warrior Harry recombined with me I gained his memories from the time when we split until we rejoined. Toth hadn't meant for the rod to split those particular personality traits but the shield altered the energy. I didn't tell the girls but I am pretty sure I can split myself and recombine the same way whenever I want. It will be a nice birthday surprise for each of them.
Even though the initiative was officially shut down I still kept tabs on the personnel. When the operatives from the initiative (Riley and his group) were having procedures done to fix some problems from the experiments their former boss performed on them the whole household knew about it. Vamp Willow caught Spike attempting to sneak off to have the doctor remove his chip. He was planning on convincing another vamp to help threaten the doctor into doing it. A few spells later and he won't be able to get the chip removing without his head exploding. I did the same to Harmony just in case.
Two days later Buffy, Faith, and I were on a routine patrol near a warehouse. The girls had just tag teamed a vamp when the security guard approached. The three of us chatted for a bit with the guard before we left.
"Hear…I think you dropped this," he said as he handed us a glowing orb.
"I'll take that," I said grabbing it before either girl could.
As we were walking away I was examining the obviously magical orb.
"Remember girls, if I'm here and there's something dangerous let me touch it. I'll just burst into flame and become a child for a while if it's really dangerous."
"Aaaah…I wish I could see baby Harry," Faith cooed.
"It was pretty cute. If I wasn't so distracted with the whole master thing I would have totally been carrying him around," Buffy smiled in response.
"Hey B…someday when we are pregnant we'll have to see how that works with breast feeding," Faith said.
"I'll be sure to injure myself enough that it would kill a normal human just so you can try that Faith love," I sarcastically replied.
"Well we can always try to fuck you to death," Faith replied with a Faith like smirk.
"It would take all of us," Buffy commented.
The three of us were staring off into space for a moment with the pleasure such an attempt at harming me would result in.
"So what's the glowy ball thing," Buffy asked to bring us out of our mutual day dream.
"Hmmm...If memory serves I think it's an orb of Dagon. It's a strong protective talisman," I answered.
"Cool. If it wasn't so round it would make a neat paperweight," Faith responded.
I just smiled at the antics of my two lovers. Closing my eyes in concentration the orb disappeared into my trunk. Giles was curious about where the orb came from once we told him how we acquired it. We planned on going the next night back to the warehouse area to look for the source of the orb. Sarah reported that the local hospital was having an influx of severely disturbed mental patients. When the mediwitch checked them out she found traces of power, sort of like demonic energy but less telling than normal Hellmouth energy.
I think my medical staff will be able to fix the injuries but it will take time. I have faith in my employees because despite what the British wizarding world thinks about their heritage they are the best at what they do.
Going back to the warehouse we found the orb at that night Faith, Buffy, and I arrived to see a massive door that looked to have been torn from its frame. Buffy ran forward to untie a severely injured man from a chair. Her slayer senses obviously told her about the woman sneaking up behind her because she caught the swing the woman took at her.
The surrounding air was literally filled with power that I could sense as the woman moved. She flung Buffy back against the wall. Buffy would have hit hard if I didn't throw out the cushioning charm.
"Thanks," Buffy thanked me with a grateful smile.
"Oooh...a wizard…I haven't fought one of your kind in a few millennia. Although I imagine your race has gotten weaker," the woman mused.
"Buffy, Faith take the nice monk and leave the building," I instructed them in a calm voice.
"What… are you sure," Buffy asked as she picked herself up again from the woman throwing her across the room into another cushioning charm.
"Yes," I replied before turning the ropes restraining the monk into a portkey to a safe house I have set up in town.
The house is under a fidelus with only the Scoobies along with a few mediwitches knowing where it's at. The girls quickly took my advice.
Meanwhile the woman in the red dress was talking like she is insane. It quickly became apparent that she probably is insane.
"Smart move wizard to send them away," she informed me before laughing madly.
"I can tell you're powerful but not how much," I told her as I threw out my hand and squeezed my fist as I try to wrap her in a telekinetic grip, to no apparent affect.
"Your tricks won't work against me wizard," she smirked as an aura of power dissipated my magic.
"What are you," I asked.
"Wouldn't you like to know," she smirked before she charged me.
I dodged her first few attacks before I struck back, only knocking her back a few feet. She quickly charged again and we exchanged a few blows. Her hits hurt like hell but I probably didn't tickle either. I began channeling my power into my limbs in the form of enhancement spells.
"My tricks won't work on you but I know something that will," I taunted.
"What's that," she asked with a confident tone.
"This," I said as I apparated about ten feet behind me and channeled a massive blasting curse into the floor below her and the ceiling above her.
"Shit," she muttered as the ceiling began to come down on her.
I quickly transported out and to the location of the safe house. I found a distressed Buffy being comforted by Faith. The monk was obviously dead.
"I'm sorry sir but the energies in his wounds kept me from healing him before he was dead," the healer told me.
"It's alright Janet. I don't think anything but the elixir would have healed him and it's not like you have access to that," I told her.
She just nodded before apparating the body to the morgue.
"He and his monk buddies were the ones who sent Dawn," Buffy quietly stated.
"Did he say why," I gently asked her.
"To protect her…she is supposed to be the key. He said she is a portal which they gave human form. Dawn is an innocent he said," Buffy replied.
I nodded my understanding as a few more things made sense.
"How did the fight go with red," Faith asked.
"Whatever she was I don't think we've seen the last of her. She is probably the most powerful thing I've faced yet. I didn't tap into the hallow power but I'm not going to do so until I know more about her. I don't want to tip my hand too early," I told them.
We went home to get some rest from a tiring night of fighting evil.
The only person we told out of the Giles/Joyce/Jenny relationship about Dawn's true nature was Giles. We thought it might come up with the supernatural affairs in Sunnydale. He promised to keep it secret when he understood how damaging it could be to Dawn's psyche. He cares for Dawn just as much as we do.
The next week saw the arrival of Tara's birthday. Xander and Willows girlfriend is being made very welcome in the Scooby gang. I've taken a liking to the nice and quiet Wicca. She's always willing to give a friendly greeting or listen if you want. So when her family showed up and she looked extremely uncomfortable I got worried that Tara's own upbringing might not be that different from mine at the hands of the Dursleys. One look into the mind of her father, brother, and cousin revealed that it didn't involve physical abuse but possibly some emotional abuse. Her dad told her at a young age that she has evil inside of her.
"She's not a demon you know," I casually stated after Tara's family walked into the magic shop.
Everybody appeared startled at my seemingly random outburst.
"Read," I said while looking at Faith, Buffy, and Hermione.
Red is the signal for all the telepaths in the room to use their powers to explore the mind of somebody indicated at the time. Under Hermione and my own tutelage both slayers can use their powers very well. They can now even project some thoughts into the heads of others. In this case we four telepaths relayed what we are seeing into the minds of the Scoobies who aren't gifted in the mind arts. The entire Scooby gang's collective faces darkened as we watched how they treated Tara.
"I suggest you leave and don't bother Tara again unless she contacts you," I stated in an even voice.
If you didn't know me you wouldn't realize that I was keeping my emotions suppressed with occlumency.
"I won't have you tell me what to do boy," Tara's father belligerently stated.
The man reminded me too much of my uncle at that moment. The others winced as they realized this fact over the still established mind link.
"I said out now," I screamed.
My eyes glowed killing curse green, I rose a few inches off the ground, and lightning discharged between my fingers. The muggles quickly took off out the door. I brought my emotions under check as Buffy and Hermione wrapped me in a hug.
"You're not a demon Tara," Willow told her confused girlfriend.
"It's just something the men in your family made up to keep unruly witches in line," Xander explained.
"Thank you guys," Tara stated.
"No problem. That's what family is for," Buffy replied as she initiated a group hug that we all soon joined in on.
That night some Lei-Ach demons tried to pay the magic shop a visit. Before they even got in the door the newly installed wards alerted us. I apparated behind the demons and beheaded all three in one powerful swing. I vanished the bodies before apparating back inside.
"Who was at the door," Xander asked.
"Solicitors," I replied as I sat back down between Buffy and Faith.
"I swear sometimes they are worse than vamps," Giles said.
"You just got to know how to handle them," I replied with a smirk.
On a routine patrol about three nights later Buffy was kicking a vamps ass in Restfield Cemetery. Faith and I were just sitting back admiring her form when it happened. Buffy got a bit too cocky and the vamp managed to stab her in the gut with her own stake.
"B," Faith cried out before rushing to her lover's side with slayer speed.
I flung out my hand and threw the vamp against a large tombstone with a telekinetic wave. The other hand shot forward and hit the vamp with a massive fireball fueled by my anger. I pretty much apparated to Buffy's side I was moving so fast.
"Oh god," she moaned in pain.
"Hold on Buffy," I told my lover as I lowered her to the ground carefully.
I looked directly into her wound and let my occlumency channel my feelings of fear of losing her and intensify them. Tears dropped into her wound, healing it within seconds.
"Thanks," she said as she stood up with Faith's help.
"Anytime love," I told her as I cleaned off the blood and repairoed her torn clothes.
That event scared Buffy a bit. She went on an information hunt to see how other slayers died. I finally took her into the living room and snuggled up with her in my favorite chair, a cushy love seat one of my lovers is always willing to snuggle with me on.
"Buffy you know I would never let anything happen to you right?"
"Yeah I guess so Harry. But nobody is perfect," she replied.
"No but we come damn close," I replied with a smile that she managed to return.
I started to channel calming feelings into her which seems to make her happier. I've always suspected that slayers tend to be mildly depressed all the time. It's probably a result of being demon human hybrids that weren't originally meant to be that way. I think I do a pretty good job of keeping my lovers away from depression.
"Buffy I can't imagine living without any of you ladies. When you smile it literally lights up the room and warms my heart. When you're sad I feel sad as well. I'll do anything in my power to make sure you stay safe and happy," I told her.
From the greenish tint her face took I knew my eyes were glowing slightly with my resolve and determination but it seemed to do the trick as she kissed me. It devolved into a snog fest from there.
November 21st 2000, The Summers Residence...
We were having one of our weekly dinners at the Summers' house. It was a tradition instituted to keep in touch with everybody in the gang. It's quite a large affair with Oz and his girls, Xander and his two lovers, Giles and his two lovers, and all my lovers and I. We aren't ready to include Spike and Harmony because despite the chips they are still rather unpleasant. Besides I've noticed a disturbing change in Spike's behavior towards Buffy. It's obvious to me that he's finally realized how attractive my blonde wife is.
I don't know if it's a slayer thing or my wife's look but she seems to attract the undead. They either want to kill her or sleep with her. Faith doesn't seem to have that problem. I'm basking in the light conversation around us when I let my magical senses expand to literally feel the souls around me. I notice a minor disturbance in one of them that wasn't there last week.
Opening my eyes I realize the disturbance is coming from Joyce. The others quiet down as I pull my wand on Joyce and start running some diagnostic spells.
"What is it Harry," Buffy asks.
"The elixir magic is heightened more than it was last week," I answered.
"Oh," Hermione responded realizing the implications.
"What does that mean in English," Buffy asked.
"It means something harmful must be happening to Joyce for the elixir to be fighting it," Hermione answered.
"What?"
"Calm down love. If it was something immediately life threatening I would have felt it sooner," I told Buffy soothingly.
She and Giles both seemed to calm down a bit. Dawn looked just as distressed as them. Finally I finished my diagnostic spell and pulled a vial out of my expanded jacket pocket.
I cast a spell to transfer the contents of the vial into her blood stream near her head before sitting down.
"It was a brain tumor trying to develop. The elixir was stopping it but was having difficulty with so little magic in your blood. It probably would have won anyway but that phoenix tear vial I just injected you with will make sure of it. It will also correct any damage from the fight," I told the silent room.
"Thank you Harry," Joyce said.
"Yes thank you Harry," both Buffy and Dawn chorused.
"No problem," I replied with a smile.
After that bit of excitement most of us were distracted with the news. I myself was working on a modification to all of the wards to monitor variances in the magic levels of the dwellings' occupants. Buffy and Dawn were spending some time with their mother after the scare. Hermione was also helping me. As such none of us were there when the powerful woman we fought the other night came into the magic shop and bought several ingredients for a dangerous ritual.
After a while Anya, who had decided to work at the magic shop out of boredom, had noticed the sale in the receipts. We decided there was nothing we could do about it for now. It did confirm though that this woman is at least as powerful as me. She would have had to be in order to cloak her power signature from the Magic Shops public wards. Later that night we found out what the ingredients were used for when a snake demon burst into the shop and tried to flee at the sight of Dawn.
Before it could get far I apparated onto its back and sliced off its head with my sword. It also confirmed her power if she could conjure the demon. When we found out from the newspaper that the snake exhibit at the zoo had been broken into and a snake stolen we figured out where she got the demon from. Gaining access to the security camera in that exhibit revealed that they were mostly disrupted by the woman's power but enough got recorded that we now know her name is Glory.
November 28th 2000, Sunnydale Hospital Mental Ward...
Sarah Granger was working late tonight running some tests on her patients to see if she could fix the damage done to them. Sarah loves her job. Her cousin Hermione had gotten it for her. It was kinda scary to work on a Hellmouth but she felt safe enough. Harry Potter was her employer and she found him quite well prepared. He told all his employees about what goes bump in the night and made sure they all had some basic training and lots of equipment.
As such when she heard a noise on the other side of the ward that didn't sound natural she followed procedure. She pointed her wand into the dark and cast a homonous revealo spell. It revealed the usual patients but also something that definitely isn't human. The creature apparently felt the magic because it made to charge her.
"Shit," she swore before her training kicked in further.
Sarah cast a spell at the wall before apparating out. The spell she hit the wall with was aimed at a runic array which was identical to the ones spaced over every patient's bed. The reaction was immediate as the array conjured physical shields that could take a lot of punishment around each patient's bed. They were enclosed with three walls (plus the floor, back wall, and a ceiling). The array also did several more things including activating a type of bubblehead charm to produce fresh oxygen while recycling carbon dioxide. It also activated the lockdown procedure throughout the ward. The windows and doors were instantly sealed and reinforced with conjured armor.
An alert also went out to Harry.
I am awoken from my sleep by my alarm going off. I immediately apparate myself to the side of the bed, sad to leave my naked lovers' warm embrace. Both my slayers are instantly awake and getting up with me. We all slip on our enchanted necklaces and concentrate. Our armored battle suits slip out of the necklaces and fit snugly onto our bodies. Luckily the alarm only went off in my head so our other lovers are still slumbering peacefully. I don't want to disturb Cordy's snuggling of Anya like she is her teddy bear.
I grab the arms of my slayers and silently apparate us to the safe house. When we get there we meet a somewhat calm Sarah Granger.
"Sarah what's the situation," I ask.
"One creature in the mental ward…I activated lockdown and apparated out," she instantly replied.
"Good work. We'll have it cleared out in a few minutes," I told her before apparating us to the ward with a full shield encompassing our forms.
We were greeted by a nasty looking demon with lots of teeth. The grotesque creature immediately attacked but hit the physical energy shield I maintained with a nasty crunching noise.
"Nasty little bugger," Faith commented.
"Aren't they all," Buffy replied.
"So who wants it," I asked.
The girls looked at each other before doing a game of rock paper scissors to decide who gets to handle the demon. Faith won so summoned her enchanted sword to her hand with a bit of concentration. I concentrated on manipulating the shield so that only a narrow slit, just wide enough for Faith's sword, was left unprotected. The creature was still screeching at us and trying to attack the shield so Faith threaded the sword into the slit and sliced down, cleaving it into two pieces. It screeched loudly but died from the mortal wound.
"You know I think you make it too easy for us sometimes Harry," Buffy commented.
"Yeah but he makes up for it in other ways doesn't he," Faith replied with a sultry smile.
"True," Was Buffy's response as I cleaned up the mess.
"I definitely don't miss that part…cleaning up all that mess was a bitch before Harry," said Faith.
"Especially for the clothes," Buffy agreed while nodding her cute head.
I shook my head with an amused smile at the fact that my girls' thought processes most often tend to revert back to clothes and sex. I'd be a damn fool to complain about the second and the first always means they look delicious.
The demon's body was transported to a storage locker under a stasis spell for identification later by Giles. It wasn't one I immediately recognized. It was best to at least figure out if somebody summoned the sucker. We left after deactivating the lockdown.
Giles did later reveal that the demon was called a Queller demon. It purged mentally ill people by killing them. We aren't sure who summoned it yet but they will probably reveal themselves in time.
A couple of weeks later I was taking Faith on one of our special patrols when we came across a vamp nest. Our special patrols actually involve flying over the seedier sections of Sunnydale while invisible on my broom. I've gotten all the girls the same magical contacts I wear so they are capable as seeing as much as I am (except souls because that's unique to the master of death). As such we both saw that there were humans paying vamps to feed off of them without being drained dry them.
"Holy shit," Faith exclaimed.
"Yeah," was all I could manage in reply.
"Well what do you want to do," she asked me.
"We'll wait until the humans leave and then take care of the vamps," I answered.
"Hmmmm...until then I know just how to pass the time," she replied with her sexy smile.
Faith and I did manage to have sex several hundred feet in the air above the vamp house. It took quite a bit of skill and patience but we managed it. When morning arrived the living had all cleared out of the house. I hit the house with a collaportus spell, sealing it, before I lit it on fire with an Incendio. It didn't take long to roast all the vamps trapped inside.
"Cool," was Faith's only response before we went home.
Christmas passed with a fun time had for all. I got everybody some powerful protection jewelry with enchantments I'd been crafting throughout the year. These included personal wards similar to the ones in the hospital wards. If you were in serious trouble you could either portkey to a safe house or bunker down into something I'm pretty sure could take a nuke with how much magic I poured into those things.
About the 9th of January Anya and Willow seemed to be getting into fights that they tried to draw me into. Giles had to leave for London to ask the watchers council about Glory and the key. Hermione wanted to go along. She provided them with an international portkey to make the trip faster. While Giles was busy with the council Hermione would be invisibly copying everything in the watcher's library. The collection had books that had no double anywhere in the world.
I decided to let the two fighting girls duke it out on their own. It turned out to not be such a good idea. Willow was attempting to create the Wiccan version of a lumos solarem spell. Instead she used a crystal that held one of Anya's old boyfriends. He was a brute named Olaf who she had turned into a troll after he cheated on her. They were smart enough to use their enchanted communications pendants to contact me. I tracked Olaf's trail of destruction on my broom and intercepted him right before he reached the Bronze. In the ensuing fight I ended up beheading the troll. I gave his hammer to Buffy and Faith as a present.
The spell Willow had finally found to deal with the troll but never got a chance to use intrigued me. It was supposed to send him to a reality where there was nothing but trolls. I've had encounters with alternate realities before. That's where vamp Willow comes from after all. The idea of such things has always fascinated me and gave me much food for thought.
At least the incident had gotten the girls to stop their bickering, somewhat.
The council quickly gave into Giles request for information on Glory. They are scared to death of us after we cut down the old guard with ease. They quickly revealed that Glory isn't a demon but a Hell Goddess. This actually made more sense since I have yet to meet a demon more powerful than me. Glory ended up showing up at the Summers' house looking for the key.
Buffy happened to be visiting her mom at the time. She followed procedure and activated her emergency beacon. The enchanted item is like a silent panic button. It alerted the rest of us to the situation. Dawn and Joyce were immediately portkeyed to a fidelus protected safe house. Buffy portkeyed out just as Glory threatened her mother and sister with death unless the key is produced.
The Knights of Byzanthium showed up in town looking to destroy the key later that night. They tried attacking Buffy but were quickly shut down. I was getting mighty tired of all these death threats and attempts on her life. I showed no mercy to her group of attackers. Their swords broke into shards when they met my blade.
I'm not sure if a fidelus will work against a hell goddess but I didn't want to put it to the test with my loved ones' lives at stake. I'm more relying on the fact that Glory won't know the address than the magical wards. It did bring home the fact that Dawn is going to figure this out sooner or later. I convinced Joyce and Buffy to let me explain things to her.
"So I'm not real," was the first thing she asked with a shaky voice.
I put my arm around her and held up my hand so she could see it. With barely any concentration a rabbit appeared in my hand. I handed the fluffy animal to Dawn who began petting it.
"Dawn you're as real as that rabbit. We all started out as energy. Energy and matter are equivalent. I have energy inside of me that I can turn into matter at will. We all have energy inside of us. It's called our soul. The soul of a wizard and witch just differs in the size, energy density, and how much more energy they can collect from their surroundings. Just think of yourself as another type of wizard or witch," I told her.
"Kinda like the ascended from when Xander introduced us to Stargate," Dawn said.
"Yeah," I replied with a grin.
"Thanks Harry. You really helped," she said as she hugged me.
After that explanation Dawn took her new status pretty well. The only times she really had trouble were with memories that weren't real. To help her I explained about the Halloween where we all turned into our costumes. Xander still has the memories from his costume. Those memories were drawn from Xander's counterpart in an alternate reality where he was his costume. More than likely Dawn's own memories came from a reality where those things did happen. That helped her as well, a fact that Buffy was quick to pick up on.
"Thanks love for helping my sister," she said as she hugged me.
"No problem. I'd do anything for my girls," I told her as I returned the hug.
"Well my sister isn't becoming one of your girls until she's at least 16 in her memories," Buffy mumbled.
"Ok," I replied because I'm in no hurry.
It seemed a few days later that Dawn was developing a serious crush on me. Spike's crush on Buffy seemed to be growing. We both decided to nip this in the bud. I took Spike out for a talk while Buffy did the same for her sister. My talk was definitely a lot less friendly. I basically told Spike that if he didn't stop staring at Buffy and doing what he is doing around her I will dust him. He knows I'm not joking.
Buffy basically told her sister that if she shows more maturity that she can become one of my girls at 16. Buffy isn't about to try to make it later since she started doing stuff with me at that age. Dawn is acting a lot more mature after that conversation.
The Scooby gang was hanging out at the Bronze a few nights later dancing and having a good time. I naturally had to dance with all my lovely ladies. My two slayer lovers were wearing tight leather and grinding against my body all over. It was a fun time until a not very well programmed female robot showed up looking for her creator, a guy named Warren. I could tell she wasn't human before she threw Spike through a window. I couldn't sense her soul. Ever since Ted, Joyce's disastrous serial killer boyfriend, Willow and I have been learning a lot from his remains and designs.
The problem most people come up against when trying to create an artificial life form is trying to make an Artificial Intelligence for some really sophisticated hardware. It's much easier to make hardware mimic humans physically than it is for software to do it mentally. I find the best solution is to design the software to control the lower level processes while the upper level decisions and such are controlled by a human. In other words keep it simple.
Knowing that she wouldn't react well to anything getting in the path of her objective, namely Warren, we waited until she got outside the Bronze before intercepting her. I wrapped her in my power and pulled her through my apparition wormhole to my lab. It wasn't too hard to figure out how to deactivate her. Warren does good work at least as far as physical aspects go. From her memory I saw that he grew tired of her and left her in his dorm. That's fine with me. If he doesn't want her I'll keep her for study.
I tracked him down the next day anyway just so I could put a tracking charm on him. It's best to keep my eye on people like that, the smart ones with little to no morals.
Nothing too exciting happened for a week or so but by the time the 8th of May rolled around the Hellmouth decided to come back to deliver its next action. The Knights of Byzantium tried attacking us with a legion of about thirty men. Needless to say I cut them down pretty easily. I kept the leader for interrogation. He even managed to tell us some more about Glory.
"Glory was the most powerful of the trio of hell gods. They banished her to live a mortal life possessing a human male. When the key is used the boundaries between realities will fall, all realities," he told us ominously.
Those were some of the thing I remember most. I disposed of him right after that because he was upsetting Dawn.
"It wouldn't destroy the boundaries between all realities, just possibly the ones in our local cluster," I told the assembled Scoobies.
"What do you mean," Cordy asked.
"Realities just like galaxies tend to group together in clusters except realities clusters are infinitely dense. There is something like 36 galaxies in our local cluster with the next nearest being 56 million light years away. I've been studying realities in my spare time," I replied.
"When do you have spare time," Faith asked.
"I make it," I replied mysteriously.
In actuality I managed to figure out how to mimic the field a time turner produces with my own power. So I can travel back in time in week long jumps. It really doesn't matter too much considering I'm immortal.
"So what are we going to do about Glory," Buffy asked.
"I'll handle her the next time I have a run in with her," I state with resolve.
"What are you going to do," Hermione asked.
"Just like with the mayor we'll let it be a surprise," I told them.
"Well what about Dawn," Sarah spoke up.
"Dawn come with me. I'll take you someplace safe for a bit."
I apparated us to Black Island where my illustrious godfather and his wife, Nym Tonks Black, now live full time.
"Where are we at Harry," Dawn asked as she looked around in wide eyed amazement.
"My godfather's place," I replied.
Walking into the castle I led her into the large library where I find my godfather and Nym reading. As soon as Nym sees me she jumps up and gives me a hug.
"Harry it has been too long. You need to come visit more often," she squeals.
"I'll try Nym but you know me. I'm always busy trying to keep the world from being overrun by demons," I wink at her.
"Harry stop trying to put the moves on my wife," Sirius pouted.
"Sirius if I was trying to put the moves on Nym she wouldn't stay your wife for long," I tell him with a smirk while triggering her to have an orgasm.
"I se…see you've been practicing with that power Harry," Nym managed to squeak out.
"Yes, quite a bit," I reply with a smirk.
"You're dad would be proud," Sirius stated.
He looked like he didn't know whether to be proud or upset that I'm flirting with his wife.
"So what brings you here Harry? Another apocalypse," Nym asks.
"Basically yes...Dawn here is the key to opening up the barriers between realities. I need her kept safe from a hell goddess while I take care of said hell goddess."
Both were staring at me with open mouths at my announcement.
"Cor Harry. I know you're powerful but how do you expect to take on a god and win," Nym asked.
"I've got a few tricks up my sleeve," I answered.
"I'm sure you'll do fine. You are the son of a marauder," Sirius stated as he slapped my back.
"Dawn I want you to test a theory of mine," I told her as I summoned something out of my trunk.
I handed her the object.
"A wand Harry? I thought you said she was a mundane," Sirius questioned.
As Dawn took the wand and a powerful glow lit up the room it answered my question for me.
"Here's my theory. That wand belonged to an ancestor of mine. Sirius how old is the Potter family," I asked.
"I don't know Harry. They're even older than the Patils. Their history goes back further than any recorded family," he answered.
"That wand belonged to a particularly powerful ancestor about 10,000 years back named Roselyn Potter. She just so happened to invent the art of apparition," I continued.
They were again gaping at me like fish.
"I know this from Roselyn's journal that I found protected in my vaults. The Potter's have a tradition that dates back from her time to always save our artifacts in our vault and always write a journal. Well after creating apparition, which is traveling through dimensions using wormholes, she wanted to take it the next step. She knew there were a certain number of natural dimensions in each reality with there being an infinite number of realities."
The others were paying rapt attention to my history tale.
"She wanted to be able to apparate to other realities. The problem was she wasn't powerful enough so she started building a gateway. She used the natural ley lines of the earth for power. She constructed what we now know as the veil of death which resides in the department of mysteries. You may wonder why she would want to make such a thing. She made one big error in her experiments. She didn't realize that quite a few realities in our cluster consist of hell realities. Do you understand so far," I asked.
They slowly nodded their heads so I continued.
"From there her journal entries stop because she tried to travel to other realities. I can make a good guess of what happened to her. She made it through to another reality but it was a hell one. When she did this experiment she targeted the veil gate at a hell reality. Well all of the ley line focal points are in sync. What one ley line targets the others will follow. Since the other ones don't have magical gates forcing them one way most of the time like the one in the department of mysteries we get weakened barriers like the Hellmouth in Sunnydale and Cleveland."
"Now something happened to turn a witch into a ball of energy. I think she met up with Glory and the hell goddess fed Roselyn her power to make her into a conduit back to our reality. The other gods saw Glory's plans to conquer more realities and banished her with the key being lost in the muggle world in the ensuing battle. Legends developed that were likely mostly false. But what matters most is that I think you Dawn were once known as Roselyn Potter," I finished.
"Cor," Nym stated in shock.
"What she said," Sirius could only reply.
"Does this mean I can't be one of your girls," Dawn asked.
"No not really. Wizards commonly interbreed with close relatives and after 10,000 years it's not really that close," I told her with a smile.
"Cool. So this means I get to learn magic right," Dawn enthusiastically asked.
"Sure. You can have Sirius start you off while I borrow his wife for a bit of undercover work," I told them.
"Hey," Sirius objected.
"Not that kind of cover you dog," I quickly responded.
"Darn," I heard Nym mutter as we left.
As we apparated back into the magic shop I began to detail my plan to the others.
Our opportunity presented itself the very next day when Giles found one of Glory's minions spying on us. Under torture he revealed that she thought Tara is the key. Tara had been in a bit of a fight with Willow earlier in the day. Xander had learned to stay out of such squabbles. I immediately flamed to the carnival I knew Tara was at. The others were quick to follow with the portkey Hermione made for them.
As soon as I got there I threw up a massive selective muggle repellant ward. The carnival cleared quickly. It didn't affect Glory of course or any of the Scoobies. We arrived to see Glory sucking the mental stability out of Tara. I concentrated and a long slender rod appeared in my hand.
The rod I got from the demon Toth is actually older than Dawn. It has gone by many names over the millennia but as far back as I can go tells me it was originally called the changeling scepter. It was used by a wizard to create the first metamorphagus. Today's metamorph is a shadow of those first powerful changelings. They could change into practically any shape they wanted including animals among other things. The scepter is now heavily modified. I hollowed out the center and replaced it with the elder wand capped off by a piece of a philosopher's stone.
As I walked forward to the bench Glory was now standing in front of I began to channel my power into the stone within the scepter.
"You can't hurt me," Glory smugly stated.
"Want to bet," I replied as I pointed the rod towards her.
She ran in a blur as she sped to me faster than the human eye could see and grabbed onto the end of the rod.
Luckily I'm not human and can see her move.
"Absorbio," I hissed in parseltongue as I released the power of the focusing stone.
Glory screamed as her body was wracked with pain. I soon joined her as my body began to fill with more power than it has ever felt before. My very cellular structure was being modified by the spell I crafted to work with the new improved ancient scepter. It was making me into a changeling to handle the power of absorbing a hell god into my core. The soul bond I share with my wives strengthened and allowed me to distribute Glory's instability on this plane so that I'm not affected by it.
The emotional bonds I shared with all my other lovers strengthened into soul bonds equal to the former ones of my first three wives. The very air around me was charged with power as I finished adjusting. I lay on the ground in a smoking heap with my clothes burnt off me from the power.
The girls slowly approached me.
"Harry," Buffy asked tentatively.
"Damn what a rush," I stated as I popped to my feet.
"What did you do," Hermione asked.
"I absorbed a hell god into my core," I replied with a silly grin.
"Harry James Potter," six women seemed to echo at once.
I ignored them in favor of the steaming figure lying beside me.
"Well that was unexpected," I stated.
"Is she gone," Ben asked as he got up.
"Yeah she's gone. You're free," I told the formerly possessed young man.
"Oh thank god. I've had to deal with her my whole life," the relieved man said.
"Harry can you fix Tara," Willow asked.
"No need," I replied as Tara changed into Nym.
"What how," Xander asked.
"My second sight has been getting stronger and I had a feeling something bad was going to happen to Tara. I got Nym to impersonate her after your fight this morning. Nym was able to protect herself after I strengthened her into a full changeling last night," I explained.
"Damn. I'm just glad he's on our side," Faith stated.
"Damn straight," Buffy replied.
A few weeks later, The Campus House...
The last few weeks have been hectic for all of us. My power growth has left me a bit restless. It turned out that all we needed to make the spell to activate all the potential slayers in the world work was more power. I cast it about a week and a half ago. It was sort of like giving the slayer spirit a massive kick in the pants to jump from one slayer to the next.
Giles and the younger council are busy picking them up under the careful supervision of Giles. Training will be handled by Giles. None of the old watchers bullshit will be flying around here. Speaking of the old ways I've decided that Slayer's not living to see their 20th birthdays is unacceptable. As such I've issued them some new equipment. I've further refined the fusion spells so that I can enchant them into bullets. I have a small factory producing enough of the ammo to keep the slayers supplied for good.
In addition to that the Slayer's standard equipment includes basilisk (bred in captivity) battle armor, a highly enchanted sword with pocket dimensional storage, several fusion grenades, an array of medical potions, and quite a few other things. I've also decided to start paying the slayers so they don't have to worry about finding other jobs. I have more money than
I'll ever be able to spend and it just keeps growing.
Understandably the boost in power had other effects on my fey side, namely on my libido. The girls were actually the ones to suggest that I take more lovers. With my newfound restlessness and my fascination with alternate realities I knew just where to find them. Today is the day we're going to leave. Oz decided to stay behind along with his girls to help train the new guard. I'm only taking a small portion of my fortune in various currencies (about the amount I originally inherited from my parents) including precious metals and gems.
Dawn is coming with us along with Willow, Xander, and Tara. I've given Giles, Jenny, Joyce and the rest of the Scoobies enchanted cell phones that will reach even through the barriers between realities.
Buffy walked into my study and sat on my lap while giving me a kiss.
"Ready to go," she asked.
"Yeah I am," I replied with a grin.
"Everybody else is already in the transport," she replied with a snicker.
The transport is actually my expanded trunk made very comfortable for travel on the inside. The others weren't too happy about such a mode of travel. Even if my enhanced second sight had gotten more powerful with my absorption of Glory there is no guarantee I won't flame us into a star. I would be able to survive such an event but the others wouldn't (well my lovers would after being revived using my soul bond connections).
As such I designed an interdimensional storage container where my trunk is safe until I call it with a parsel spell. I got up and followed Buffy into the living room where the trunk is. She climbed down in, pulling the lid shut behind her. I sent it off to the storage dimension before walking out the front door. Transforming into a phoenix I quickly rose into the air and flamed to the school. Hovering over the Hellmouth I began to gather my power.
When it was sufficiently built to a high enough level I let out a burst of phoenix song and flamed through the barriers between this reality and our destination reality, resetting the gate to the new reality. The other gates would quickly follow, essentially closing all Hellmouths, leaving it harder for demons to enter our reality. The army of slayers we left behind should be able to handle the ones already living on earth. We are on to our next great adventure.