Harry Potter meets the King of the Monsters By: DJ Rodriguez   (Author’s Notes: Hey everyone. Sorry for the IMMENSE delay, but now that my college life is completed I now have more then enough time to work over all the stories I have been neglecting due to work and studying.   Harry: His partner Darien is out, so I’m filling in. My trip to Japan is eventful so far, but let’s see what happens next! To all of you who have contributed to this story, you all will receive your dues and notices here!   DJ: Also, I will be adding more monsters into the mix! Heh, Tommy-boy, a.k.a Tom Marvolo Riddle, is going to be surprised when his army of super-giants and dragons go up against the most powerful monsters in existence! Now, on with the fanfic!)  

Chapter 5

  Harry Potter was currently having the time of his life. He was walking amidst a huge crowd of people, looking at the sights and sounds of Japan. Thanks to the translation charm he put on himself, he was able to understand the Japanese language. Sadly, he did not put a text-translation charm into his eyes so he could read Japanese signs. Nevertheless, he was walking into the heart of Japan and it was so lively it made his head spin!   ‘All this time in being cooped up in England, I feel so overwhelmed to be in a place like this! In a good way, of course.’ Harry thought to himself. He took a couple of turns here and there, and soon found himself in front of a large building. It was complex and very modern, making the ones in England look mild by comparison. He walked towards the gate entrance, but was stopped by some guards. “Sorry young man, no unauthorized personnel allowed past this point.” one of the guards informed Harry. The teenaged wizard from England inquired on what that building was up there.   “That is the headquarters of G-Force, a branch connected to the Japanese Special Defense Force.” the other guard explained. His partner whispered to him that Harry must have been a foreigner if he did not know about the building already. “Sir, how about you go to the top of Tokyo Tower? You can see everything from there.” the guard’s companion stated. Harry understood their implied meaning, that they wanted him to leave from the premises. Bowing a little to the guards, as was the custom in the country he learned, and left the place. As he left though, he felt that this place would become important to him in the future.   Walking towards the high red tower, he did not notice still the men following him from the shadows. “He is very strong, despite his posture and looks. Lord Hisao will be pleased when we bring him this young one.” one of them told his partner. Said partner replied “He has much to learn about our ways, but he holds potential. Come, we must this report to our lord and receive our next instructions.”. The two vanished with nay a sound, indicating that there was more to them then meets the eye. Heck, even Mad-Eye Moody wouldn’t be able to detect that or them with his magical roving/detecting eyeball.   ~In another part of Tokyo~   Nymphadora Tonks was chilling out in one of the hottest spots in the city, a mall that featured a whole array of arcade games! She felt a little out of place since most of the teens and children in the arcade were wearing school uniforms and sailor fuku’s, but that different styles of dressing never seemed to stop her. ‘This is so totally cool!!’ she thought to herself as she played the video games such as Mortal Kombat, Street Fighter 2, and Virtua Fighter. Even though she lived most of her life as a muggle in Great Britain, she had never seen arcade games such as these nor had this much fun.   ‘Best of all is that these Japanese kids really like my hair color!’ Tonks thought in total relief and pride. Back at home, she prided herself on being different and making such a racket in public by having her hair a different color or style. But the Japanese citizens, now they appreciated things different and unique. Tonks’s current hair color, aquamarine, was now the rage and the British Auror saw teens passing by that had green or even purple hair! “This place rocks on so many levels!” she said to herself, and she turned just in time to see her character Kitana get her body sliced and diced by Baraka’s fatality move.   “Oh no!! I slipped up!” Tonks exclaimed in defeat while her opponent, a teenage girl wearing a sailor fuku near her age. While the teen celebrated her win with her nearby friends, Tonks slipped out and made her way outside of the arcade. “Heh, it was fun, no doubts there. But, I need to see what else this exciting town has to offer.” the morpher said to herself, taking out a large map of the city. As she walked towards the Tokyo Tower, she too was followed by strangers in black. However, they were female in form and also wore unique insignias around their waists. The insignia was a lighting bolt etched on a silver metal plate.   “This foreigner possesses the unique gift of transformation, doing so without an incantation or hand sign. She will become very useful for Lady Kimi.” one of female in black whispered to her partner. Apparently, this one could detect whatever special ability anyone possessed, a little bit vague but nevertheless useful in some cases. Her partner replied “Perhaps, but I feel that her destiny will soon be revealed. Her aura is strong, and I sense that her spiritual energy is equal to it.” The two ducked into a nearby dark alley, formed an unusual hand and vanished in a flash of light. Things were going to get very interesting for Tonks in the future.   ~In Kyoto~   Fleur Delacour was also having an exquisite time in the city, finding the sites and culture stimulating. Currently, she was at the Kinkaku-ji or otherwise known to many tourists as the Golden Pavilion. It was once a place where Buddhist monks and followers of the faith came to pray and such, but also burned down many times in the past. Now, it was a place where tourists can come in and absorb all of its history and culture. Even the garden and pond, called Kyoko-chi (Mirror Pond) was a sight to behold. A place of beauty and splendor.   The French quarter-veela was staring at the roof of the pavilion, where atop it stood a golden statue of the fenghuang, also known as the Chinese Phoenix. “Oh, such a magnifique bird! The phoenixes back home do not look as interesting!” she said to herself. The phoenix’s of the West were spectacular, no doubts there. But with a Chinese version, it was to be mildly impressive. The visitor from France was planning on viewing the wards in Kyoto, finding that the religious aspect of Japan quite interesting and wanting to know more. “This country… so full of life, very different from England and France. If only a little.” Fleur decided before leaving. She still had plenty of sites to see, and little time to see them.   As she was leaving the temple, she did not notice two white-robed figures emerge from the rooftop. One was male, the other female. They wore priestly garments, but the male wore prayer beads and a while his partner had on a talisman of sort on her neck. “The one that left just now, the gaijin blonde. She is special, strong in spiritual strength. I can sense it from her.” the male spoke out. The female nodded her head and replied “The winds of destiny… they blow strong around her. We must inform Lord Hisao and Lady Chiasa. This gaijin has the potential to become a formidable miko.” The two then walked down the roof, out of sight of anyone’s vision.   ~In Sapporo~   Narcissa and Bellatrix Black were enjoying themselves fully in the city, taking in the sights and tastes of the land. Both have come back from a magical currency exchange area, and now taking full advantage of the situation. The two ladies have been dining in various restaurants and food places, the Japanese cuisine tantalizing their taste buds to the max. Not to mention that the added experience of seeing the sights was nearly overwhelming their senses. For the first time in their lives, they could do whatever they wanted and not worry about being reprimanded either by their spouses, society, or by their former comrades in the Death Eater circle. Currently, both were enjoying some food in a restaurant called Daiki Dome where it was both expensive and served fine food.   “This is so wonderful, sister! This country really has some good food, atmosphere, everything!” Bellatrix stated to Narcissa. The blonde ex-wife of Lucius bit back a small laugh, amused and happy to see her sister so elated. ‘Its like she’s a new person entirely. From the usually cold and uncaring soldier under the Dark One’s thumb, she’s now as carefree and energetic as she was before our accursed family forced us to serve the forces of evil.’ Cissy thought. Sure, it was strange to eat with sticks and such, but the experience was needed and the sisters were doing well so far. Bellatrix was eating at a fast pace, while Narcissa took her time.   “Sister, calm down. Your food will still be on the plate, you know.” Narcissa whispered. Bella mumbled that she didn’t care, wanting to eat as much as possible. It’s to be expected, especially after one receives only meager quantities of food just to survive another day. She, however, wanted to devour as much as possible until she was full and completely content. As the duo ate away and enjoyed the afternoon, they were once again being spied upon by the very same people from the airport. The duo was hiding behind a large pillar in the southwest corner, hidden by any prying eyes thanks to magic.   “These women… so lively, free, and spirited. They are not like the reports indicated from what I have read.” one of them spoke out. Her partner suggested “It seems that something drastic has changed for them. Not only that, I feel that these two hold a unique destiny in their hands. I can sense that those two will become critical for the people back in the West.” In any case, the two felt necessary to go back to their place of gathering and inform their leader, one Lady Akemi. The two vanished in a swirl of wind, leaving nay a trace of their existence.   ~Back in England~   Neville and Luna were getting ready for bed, tired from their workout with the Aurors. Moody and Remus worked them hard into the ground, as did Shacklebolt. Ron, Hermione and Ginny were also worked hard as well. Although, they were roughed up a little bit more then usual by Neville and Luna during one-on-one practice sessions. The duo seemed to be livelier during these rounds, tossing the trio around with little difficulty. The trio put up a formidable defense, that is certain. However, it was not enough against the prowess of Longbottom and Lovegood.   Stretching a bit, Neville was complementing Luna on a job well done. “It was amazing on how you used Aguamenti (Water Charm) on the floor to cause Hermione and Ron to slip and fall, then use a small lighting spell to give them a real shock to the system!” he congratulated his friend. Luna replied “Thank you, but you using a combination of Glacius (Freezing Charm) on Ginny’s wand arm and Lumos to blind her into running into that wall was funny! Very effective too.” The two had used simple spells on the three, but effectively and efficiently. In short, they proved that it wasn’t the spell itself that does the damage to the wizard/witch. It was on how the spells affected not only themselves, but also the environment in a unique way.   The two continued to talk, that is until Ron, Ginny and Hermione walked into the room. They looked none worse for wear, thanks to the healing spells of Molly Weasley, but their pride as well as their body was aching. “Guys, we need to talk.” Hermione started to say when Luna held her hand up to silence her. “There is nothing to discuss here, Hermione. You three acted on Dumbledore’s advice, not paying heed to your own decisions. Until you receive forgiveness from Harry, you will receive none from us.” Lovegood stated sharply.   “Look! Look, we talked it over a bit and… we have been putting much faith in Dumbledore.” Ginny started to say. Ron put in “But, he did defeat the first Dark Lord Grindelwald! He’s Chief Warlock of the Wizengamot, Supreme Mugwump of the International Confederation of Wizards, and also Head of Hogwarts! There are a lot of reasons to trust Dumbledore’s advice!” Neville shook his head and looked Ron square in the eye. “While that is true, Dumbledore is still human and I can see he has two weaknesses. One, he is often more trusting then most men. Two, he overestimates his decisions and misses or overlooks some details in his plans.” he said. Hermione could find reason with Ron’s argument, but the one Neville just stated was sound in itself.   “Look, you all very good points. I can see that. But what we really wanted to ask is… how do we regain Harry’s trust? From what we saw at Gringotts, he knew of what we were doing. So how do we regain what we lost?” Hermione inquired. Luna was pensive for a moment, then gave her answer. “Simple, you beg his forgiveness and at the same time train hard with the Aurors. However, you change your priorities.” the blonde said. Despite her nickname “Loony”, she was anything but that. Unique, but gifted and smarter then one gave her credit for. “Change our priorities?” Ginny inquired.   “Yes. From now on, you all really dig in and learn all you can. No more holding back, yourself or against the enemy. Change the priority from keeping an eye on Harry to just being the best so you can be ready to tackle those Death Eater jackasses when they come.” Neville stated firmly. Luna added in “You got to have more faith and trust in Harry. I know he will never lose control, nor turn against Good.” The trio were discussing this turn of events, not so sure if they really wanted to go against Dumbledore or pick up their training. After much discussion, the three faced the two staunch supporters of Harry Potter. “Luna, Neville. We don’t know exactly what Dumbledore is up to, nor do we have the nerve yet to stand up to him or the other adults.” Ron started out.   Ginny continued “But, we’ll give you the benefit of a doubt for now. We’ll step up training, and also find out why Dumbledore is so interested in Harry.” This pleased the couple, but was still wary of them due to the strong loyalty towards Albus. Hermione put in “I really don’t like this, I do not indeed. But… if this is to regain Harry’s trust in us, then I’m all up for it.” To prove her honesty, she took off a secret Galleon that acted as two-way communication device. Ron and Ginny were a bit surprised by this behavior, but they looked at one another and soon dropped in their communication devices as well.   “Okay then, this is a start. Now, let’s get some sleep for tomorrow.” Luna said. That was the one thing they all agreed on. Going to their respective rooms and beds, the five teens settled in for the rest of the night. Things were going to get interesting for the trio, and also more challenging for Longbottom and Lovegood.   ~At the Ministry of Magic~   The Minister Cornelius Fudge was not having a good day. Ever since the return of Voldemort was announced, many citizens in the British magical realm were blaming him for not being prepared when it counted and slandering Harry Potter and Albus Dumbledore. His popularity was dwindling, and along with that was his influence. People he used to bully into submission were now gaining backbones, so now he had multiple threats to his place as Minister of Magic. “Why? Why in my lifetime and term in office?!” the old man moaned out in his private office. The place he is now, once holding air and authority, was now reduced to being the only sanctum for Fudge.   The door opened and in walked Percy Weasley, Fudge’s loyal lackey. “Sorry about the intrusion, sir. But more Howlers have come in.” Percy started apologetically as he had in his hands about one hundred red letters. Fudge shook his head pitifully and told his servant to dump them in the furnace. The Weasley man understood completely, seeing that the Minister received a LOT of Howlers on a daily basis now. ‘The Minister is really teetering on the brink of both exhaustion and devastation. Poor man.’ he thought as he left the office.   “This is all that Potter’s fault! If he didn’t show up in the Department of Mysteries on that night, then You-Know-Who wouldn’t have appeared!” Fudge ranted to himself. In his view, Harry was the source of all his problems now. First it was his popularity as the “One Who Defeated You-Know-Who”, and now it was the “One Who Encountered Resurrected You-Know-Who”. Fudge was thinking ‘If I can just come up with a plan to turn these sad events into my favor, I may yet to save face and regain my influence!’ After thinking this up, the doors opened wide and in came Dolores Umbridge. That woman was as exhausted and livid about the Minister’s loss of power.   Ever since the incidents at Hogwarts, her abduction by the Centaurs, and also the suits charged against her by the parents of the students she forced to write with Blood Quills, her political and personal life were in shambles. “Minister Fudge, I have urgent news for you!” she nearly yelled out. Fudge rubbed his temples more, feeling a headache coming on. “What is it now, Dolores?” he mumbled out wearily. It was then that Umbridge delivered a piece of news that would later on forever reduce him to a poor idiot. “Harry Potter is no longer registering in England, or any part of Europe for that matter! He has left the country!” Dolores announced.   A number of scenarios, most ludicrous ones, were running through the hollow head of Fudge. ‘If that brat is not in Europe, he must be somewhere else… and that means the possibility of him turning Dark! Yes!! A miracle!’ he thought. The political-savvy fool turned to Dolores, new fire in his eyes. “Miss Umbridge, call for the Daily Prophet and any other newsletter! I’m going to announce an emergency conference concerning this matter!” he declared. Dolores nodded her head furiously and scurried out of the office. Fudge was beside himself with glee. In his head, he figured out on how to boost his popularity again and smear Potter’s reputation in mud like last time.   ~At G-Force~   The team of scientists, architects, and metalworkers were busy putting together the latest robot known to all mankind. Studying and running simulations on the destroyed parts of Mecha-King Ghidorah, they knew on what to build and how to improve it. The end result was the mechanical clone of the King of the Monsters… MechaGodzilla! The roboticized brute was slightly taller then Godzilla, about 120 m high and its gross weight about 150,000 lbs. Now, the Japanese and other foreign scientists were working around the clock with military personnel to finish their piece of work.   One of the scientists pointed to one of the huge metal legs that were to be MechaGodzilla’s means of support. “The metal itself is more durable then titanium, and also has the ability to reflect any kind of light or energy to a degree. This metal from the future, its really a piece of work.” the male scientist explained. A female wearing the uniform of a lieutenant went closer to the leg to inspect it. “Are you going to coat the entire structure in synthetic diamond soon? After the partial success of the Super X-2 some years ago, it was agreed that any weapon created to go against Gojira would have to be fitted with the material.” she asked. The material, synthetic diamond, was a very useful if very expensive item to create. About six or so years ago, a combat weapon called Super X-2 was outfitted with the diamond in the front and was able to reflect back Godzilla’s blue radioactive heat blast 100x more effectively. It lasted for some time until it began to melt and deform being under the blast for too long.   “Yes, the synthetic diamond coating will be applied on as soon as the entire robotic structure is complete. Friends, this new super weapon will be able to stop Gojira once and for all!” the scientist exclaimed. For the people in Japan, this was a historic event. After all the defeats and deaths caused by Godzilla in the past, they would be able to kill him and restore peace and tranquility to the land. However, some feel that this new weapon would just be another failure like all the others. In their eyes, Godzilla was more then a monster. He was a victim of a foolish race age, and was just trying to live as it could in a world where he is not accepted.   While the scientists worked around the clock, they did not realize that they missed a piece of debris after hauling in Mecha-King Ghidorah from the sea. It was a piece of the futuristic metal, floating towards the peninsular land that was near Yokohama. This simple piece of metal would be a key factor in a part of an event that would forever change the lives of the visitors in Japan and the ones overseas in Europe.   (Author’s Notes: Hey everyone. I saw the fifth HP movie, and it was pretty good. In any case, I’m sorry if this seems a little vague.   Harry: If any of you wishes to be any of the secret agents that are keeping an eye on Harry and the others, or one of the scientists and military personnel working on MechaGodzilla, let us know. We’ll put you in, and also make sure that you or the character you want to put in is mentioned and given full credit.   DJ: I am going to be working on my other stories. There is no excuse for this lack of activity, so I need to get moving! Wish me luck.   R&R, no flames, enjoy, and leave long reviews!)