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Agents
By : Notsalony
Category: Anita Blake > Crossovers > AB/Harry Potter
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Chapter List
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If you've not been keeping up with Supernatural, spoilers for season three, season four, and maybe a bit for season five.

Character Death. Spoiler at the VERY bottom of the chapter, skip there if you want to know who dies before you read it.
One minior warning, I'm from a southern part of the USA, and retch to us is reached to you. You'll get the hang of my writing if you keep that in mind.

"great." Nathaniel looked panicked as he stared pacing. "Belle. Belle Morte... She's coming here. In the flesh.... great... perfect..." His mind going a mile a minute as Harry and Sam struggled to hold on. On one of the passes Harry touched the semi healed mark he had left in London on Nathaniel's shoulder and the leopard stopped to look at him. Pleasure pulsing through his system Nathaniel smiled warmly at Harry. "Thanks." He cooed.

"That's better." Harry hugged him. "I'm going to go downstairs and meet Anita's friend and see if I can help. You might want to stay up here unless you feel drawn down there. Anita said you might be drawn to be near me if this power reacts funny." Harry sighed.

"Cheer up." Sam hugged his boys. "If this works you won't need to eat for a while and you'll have the power to fight off anything Belle does to you."

"Yeah and if it goes wrong I leave a priest a blank empty husk that is unable to function as a person." Harry was in a very scared place just then.

"Negativity affects your powers." Nathaniel said against Harry's chest.

"Okay." Harry turned and smiled over his shoulder. "I'll try to look on the bright side." He smiled as he walked out of the room.

"Should we have mentioned he's only wearing my pajama bottoms?" Sam stretched before laying down with Nathaniel, the pair of them naked.

"Naw. It's okay." Nathaniel smiled an put his hand on Sam's slightly hard cock. "Getting any better?" He stroked the swollen rod.

"Yeah. I'm starting to get vaguely horny." Sam leaned in and kissed Nathaniel.

"Good." Nathaniel grinned.
***

"Harry... I'd... like to introduce you to... Father Joshua..." Anita gave him a look and Harry looked down realized he was only wearing Sam's much larger pajama bottoms. A muttered spell later and the pajamas resized.

"Sorry." He blushed. "Pleasure to meet you Father Joshua."

"A pleasure." Father Joshua nodded. "But please, just Joshua. I'm not a priest these days..."He gave a sad look to Anita.

"That's why we called you over here Father." Anita held up her hands. "You'll always be Father Joshua to me." She smiled. "Harry... is the human offspring of Jean-Claude and a human about four or five generations back. He's also the same for Damian but only Damian's grandson." She lead Father Joshua to the couch. "You know that some vampire powers translate to their offspring right?" She bit her lip.

"Yes. I wasn't aware Jean-Claude had children." Father Joshua eyed Harry carefully.

"They only just met." She said calmly. "Harry wasn't showing any powers till.. last night." She said calmly.

"You mean the full moon." Father Joshua never stopped looking at Harry. "Anita, you and I both know that being a werewolf or a were anything will not hinder my problem. It would just make me ruin children's lives worse if that's possible." He sighed.

"I gained a vampire power after I transformed." Harry brought the Father's attention back to him. "A power to remove sexuality and sexual need from people." Father Joshua's eyes lit up at that. "Anita told me about your problem and I was impressed that you are doing so much to remove yourself from ever causing a problem." Harry sat there calm and collected. Something in him was sparked as he talked to this man. It was like he was sensing something inside the fragile damaged shell of a man.

"Oh." Father Joshua sighed. "Do you... do you think it would work?" He bit his lip. For a man of forty he was remarkably well preserved in Harry's opinion.

"I think it's worth a try." Harry looked in the man's eyes.

"What do I have to do?" He bit his lip, feeling utterly beyond his depth.

"Sit back.. And enjoy the ride." Harry stood up, put his hands on either side of the priest's head and leant close. "I'll be as gentle as I can." He leaned in and kissed the priest with everything he had. Father Joshua made to push Harry off of him but stopped. His mind suddenly was full of every fantasy and sexual feeling he'd had since he entered puberty. But he felt something else. A pulling sense. Images floating through but not seeming to stay in his mind for long. Harry on the other side was pulling like each memory, each fantasy was a single photograph lightly glued to a wall. It was pulling and removing the glue. He was taking each picture, since his powers only let him see the sexual ones, and he threw them into a caged fire beside him.

Harry pictured the flame as the ardeur and he was feeding it with every bit of sexual energy the priest he was kissing had to offer. As he pulled he felt the lights in this lit world of photographs shudder. He wasn't sure what was going on till he felt something pushing him out. He felt the priest's arousal and disgust and wasn't sure what to do with disgust. He was being pushed away before he was done when he felt power surge into him and he kept on pulling and burning. Erasing any sign of these feelings. Pulling and pulling and suddenly he realized the lights were dimming. The light was going out in this place. Till he was down to just an ornately carved wooden cylinder that was full of fire but not consuming the wood it had with in. He walked over and put his hand in. He felt the flame and knew it was all of the priest's sexual aspects. He pulled the flame out of the cylinder and held it in his hand.

'This was you. Now it's not.' He thought as he threw the small flame in his hand into the fire that was his ardeur. Watching the fire grow and then felt the power pass between him and Sam and Nathaniel. From Nathaniel he felt it flow into Anita and Damian. From Anita he felt it go into Richard and Jean-Claude. Threw them he felt it go to all the wolves, all the leopards, and all the vampires under Jean-Claude's control. Harry saw all of them standing behind him in to the darkness behind him. Seeing flames of magic and ardeur here and there lighting in front of each of the people who possessed them. Harry could feel them all as he fed them all and woke them all up and powered them. He felt Anita struggling to open it up to their other people and he helped her push it into the rats and hyenas, and the tigers and lions. Harry felt them all then. All of them in this space with him.

'You are powerful.' Harry looked beyond the dark and saw a wall. He walked through the dark, touching people as he went. Seeing where they were right then. What they were doing. He saw just beyond the wall there was the most beautiful woman that he'd ever laid eyes on standing in a blood red cloak. She smiled softly at him and pushed at the wall. 'I see you because you are not into your full powers.' She said softly. 'And you see me because you are from before he left me forever.' She had eyes only for Jean-Claude. 'There was a time I could command armies with a power like this.' She sounded in awe. 'Now all I can think is that you're not ready to face the others.' She pointed behind her to a blacker then black wall.

'What is that?' He asked.

'That is the council. They are consumed and know nothing of love and life. You give both to this poor man.' She turned back to face Harry. 'You woke something in me I didn't know was there. You brought my humanity back.' She cried tears of blood. 'I am keeping them out, and I ask nothing from you.' She said simply.

'Would you like some...' Harry offered her some of the flame.

'No. I have not earned it.' She said simply and smiled. 'I will see you soon enough. You must go back and control your powers.' She pointed to the light where his flame was now the greatest source of light second only to Jean-Claude's flame. 'Thank you.' He ran and stood by his fire. Looking into it he felt it's blue burning flame and felt it rise. 'I take from you all things sexual.' He looked out into the once lit chamber where Father Joshua's flame had been. 'No more desire of sex or of lust. Only the compassion and love that comes with a pure fire.' He retch into his fire and pulled out a golden spark. 'Today I remove all sexuality from you Joshua Pimrose. I make you blank. But I fill that void with a compassion for your fellow man and a caring that comes from a deep desire to help others.' He walked forward and put the golden flame into the cylinder that the other flame had been. This flame flickered and suddenly the blinding white room that had gone dark was lit in a golden wash. Harry pulled back then to find himself holding the sobbing man in his arms while his lovers held him.

"Thank you." Father Joshua sobbed as he held onto Harry.

"You're welcome." Harry held him and looked at Anita, seeing her shock as her eyes glowed like brown fire contained only vaguely inside her eyes. Suddenly sure that his was likewise glowing like emerald flames. He looked down at the man in front of him and realized he could sense the golden flame inside him. If felt right and strong inside him. He smiled and patted the man on the back. Looking back at his boyfriends to see their eyes like living flames as well. He'd shared the power to all of them. He had no doubt that every person he had touched was now having to hide their eyes as they went about their day. 'Maybe I should have warned them....' Harry shrugged as he held the priest.
***

"Wow." Sam curled up on the couch.

"Yeah." Harry smiled. "Uh, Anita, can I call Jean-Claude?" Harry stood up.

"Sure..."

"Is he awake?" Nathaniel mewed from the floor.

"Yeah he's awake." Harry walked to the phone.

"He's awake alright." Anita shook her head. "I doubt there's a vampire in all of the city that's tied to Jean-Claude that's asleep."

"Jean-Claude?" Harry asked as the phone was answered.

"Oui." Jean-Claude sounded charged.

"Was the woman in the back Belle?"

"Harry, you... went into the back?" Jean-Claude sounded shocked.

"I know you saw some of it when I touched you. But yeah... there was someone back there so I went to see who it was. She said she was holding the others back." Harry bit his lip.

"She is." Jean-Claude said carefully.

"So she's hiding me from them?"

"Oui." Harry sighed as he heard that.

"Then she's being honest about being on our side." Harry heard the silence on the other side. "Well not entirely thinking of herself now."

"Oui, that I can agree to." Jean-Claude moved and from the sounds on the phone was holding someone to him.

"Did it make it into Asher?" Harry asked carefully.

"Oui. Mon ami is very shocked to be up this early." Harry sighed happily.

"Is he okay?" Harry asked, not sure where this was coming from.

"He... is okay." Jean-Claude replied confused.

"Can you put him on?"

"Hello?" Asher's honey sweet voice came on the line.

"Asher, before we meet with Belle I need to talk to you alone." Harry said calmly.

"What is wrong mon ami?" Asher asked with a stillness that only master vampires learn.

"I was connected to everyone. I saw something in your flame that needs addressed." Harry said in a low voice. "You know that the other person who was treated as you were went insane after a few centuries." Harry heard Asher go silent. "There's something VERY not healthy in your flame. Your... what ever it is that makes vampires alive. It's damaged." Harry said in a rush. "I'm going to try to fix it."

"Fix it how?" Asher's voice was breathy.

"By removing the source of the problem." Harry closed his eyes.

"which would be?" Asher swallowed.

"The scars and the lingering traces of holy water in you."

"Mon Ami, others have..."

"But they didn't have my powers." Harry's voice shook slightly. "Look at your hand." Harry bridged the connection through him to Nathaniel to Anita to Jean-Claude to Asher. Asher's shocked gasp filled the phone as Harry used a combination of his and Anita's powers to smooth out the skin and heal it.

"Mon dieu!" Asher cried.

"And that's from this far away." Harry leaned against the wall. "It'd take a long while to do the whole thing like this. I plan to remove the threat to you as fast as I can." Harry panted.

"I have no words." Asher wept on the phone.

"You are one of the dearest men I've met while I've been here. You've helped me understand Nathaniel and you've been there to help me understand myself." Harry continued. "You've been a dear to Nathaniel and I know Jean-Claude loves you and I've seen Anita's love for you. And the second I found out about the potential danger, I wanted to help."

"Thank you." Asher wept and handed the phone over to Jean-Claude.

"Mon ami...?" Jean-Claude sounded unsure.

"He's injured. Badly. I'm going to fix it. You saw his hand. That's a side effect of his healing. He'll be restored to what he was before they injured him." Harry's voice held firm. "I will not let you lose him."

"Thank you." Jean-Claude wept as well as Harry said he was welcome and hung up to let them celebrate.

"What was that?" Anita blinked at him.

"Asher's scars go all the way to his life force. He's... it's going to fester till he looses himself to madness. I have the opportunity to fix it... and I had to show him that it would work."

"What did you heal?" Anita looked a little unfocused.

"His hand. From fingers to wrist is whole again." Harry gave a smile as he sat next to her.

"I felt my powers being pulled into it..." Anita frowned slightly.

"I don't have necromancy as a skill... but apparently I can guide your skill to piggy back on what I'm doing."

"Apparently." Anita smiled and hugged him.
***

'Harry?' Nathaniel called from the bedroom, his panic coming into the mental message and drawing Harry to him. When he arrived Sam was in convulsions. 'he's having a fit... I can't bring him out of it....' Nathaniel was mentally shutting down.

'my power?' Harry asked as he waved his wand trying to do a reading of Sam.

'no, this is coming from something inside him.... '

'SAM!' Harry heard his own voice echo inside of Sam, but when nothing was happening Harry did the only thing he could think to do. He kissed Sam deeply and while he and Sam were touching Nathaniel it drew him inside as well. They were in a dark room that seemed to be shaking.

'Where are we?' Nathaniel clung to Harry.

'We're in him.... he's... being hurt by something...' Harry walked through the first door to find a younger Sam sitting on a bed rocking back and forth.

'dirty.. dirty... dirty....' He chanted as he rocked back and forth.

'What's dirty Sam?' Harry retch a hand out and looked at Sam as he turned around, his eyes black.

'I am.' He tilted his head. His mouth was covered in blood as was his shirt.

'Sam...?' Harry touched the boy and something moved in the background, a tall blackness with yellow eyes.

'What are you doing here?' The voice tilted its head. 'You have no business with my son.'

'I have every right to be with my boyfriends.' Harry grabbed Sam and held him, bringing Nathaniel into the hug quickly.

'Such a foolish little boy...' Harry ignored the voice.

'Nathaniel. I'm going to have to link us tighter to pull him out of this. He needs us. Are you...'

'Yes.' Nathaniel said with out any hint of fear or regret. 'We help him.' His eyes burned and Harry's did too. They looked into the dark fire that was Sam's eyes and they said in one conjoined voice.

'We are three parts of a whole. What is of one is of all.' They chanted as they drew out the dark flame that was inside of Sam and passed it to both of them, sharing the darkness between them. 'We are.' Sam said with them, his eyes going to a burning honey color.

'We are one.' They turned to the dark figure with his haunting yellow eyes. 'And you are no one. You can't hurt us anymore.' He burst into flames and was gone as they held on to each other. 'We are one.' They said one last time before awakening some time later holding each other tightly.

"Who was that?" Harry asked as he cuddled Sam between them.

"Azazel." Sam cried softly. "The demon that killed my father and forced my mom into a contract to bring him back. After I was born he started coming into my crib at night and pouring demon blood into my mouth. He wanted me hooked on it early. To prep me... make me ready..." He sobbed as he let out the pain that he was sharing with them. "He killed my dad later to bring Dean back to life... and then he kidnapped me to a demon boot camp to see if my powers could be brought out. The winner killed me and Dean sold his soul to bring me back. Then we killed Azazel two years ago." Sam kept talking till he was wrecked with sobs.

"Why did he want you to be addicted to demon blood?" Nathaniel nuzzled Sam.

"So I'd be willing to open the pit and let Lilith out." He said softly. "Let her out so she could get Dean's soul into Hell and break him." He said softly. "Break him to break the first seal to end the world...." Sam cuddled into his lovers. "They tricked and used me over and over again feeding me more and more blood till I killed her and broke the final seal last year. I released Lucifer from his holding cell and he was happy because... I'm his vessel." He braced himself for their pulling away, but instead both Harry and Nathaniel pulled Sam closer to them.

"We're never letting you go." Harry said as he held him close, his face nuzzled into Sam's bare chest. "I love you too much for that." He smiled warmly.

"I... I was possessed... and... he tried to end the world through me... and... God brought me back." Sam licked his lips.

"It's okay." Harry said gently. "We're okay. You're okay. We're not leaving you." Sam let go of the pain and fear he'd been holding in since he'd met Harry and Nathaniel. All the fear that one day they'd leave him too. He felt loved and accepted totally, and it began to heal a part of him he had long since thought would always remain raw to the world.
***

"Belle is due here any minute." Asher came to where Harry was sitting in Jean-Claude's bedroom. "I'm sorry I could not come sooner." He blushed.

"It's alright. Blood helps the body heal." He said gently as he moved Asher's shirt off of him. "I need flesh to work my magic..." He put his hands on Asher's bare chest, one hand on the perfect side and the other on the damaged ruin of his flesh. He leaned up on his tip toes and kissed. He pulled them into a world where there was white alabaster walls and mirrors of every size and shape all over the place. They walked hand in hand to the far end and opened a mirror door revealing a mirror set behind a flame. In the flame was a silver black flame that was slowly eating the other flame of sky blue flames.

'See the reflection Asher?' They looked up and it showed Asher naked, utterly covered in scars. 'The poison to your system is making your self image see that.' Harry walked up and thrust his hand into the flaming trench. 'I give you back your life as you were meant to have it Asher.' He drew the dark flame all together in his hand and walked over to his small tubular fire grate. He thrust the flame into his and ate it. But then he staid facing his and retch in and pulled out a golden flame.

'What is that?' Asher asked as he kept an eye on his self-image mirror which was now showing him as he was.

'This is yours. Not because of any reason Belle ever gave you about you being worthy. Simply because we all love you.' Harry walked up and poured the golden flame into Asher's flame, which brightened to the color of his eyes and brought Asher to his knees. His body rippled around his essence, reforming as both his mind and his self-image transformed to what they were the day before the priests took him and tortured him. He opened his mouth and only wept tears of joy as he held Harry. 'You earned this by the kindness of your heart, the dependability of your soul, and the love that exists all around you because of you.' Harry hugged him and brought them back into the real world where he was now holding a healed and whole Asher who was weeping tears of blood.

"sssh." Harry rocked Asher back and forth and sent a mental signal to Nathaniel and Sam out in the other room that they'd be coming out shortly. Harry leaned in and kissed Asher deeply, this time just a kiss as he smiled into the nearly blind looking blue eyes. "Let's go make an impression." Harry took Asher's arm and pulled him up, only vaguely pulling Asher's shirt around his shoulders, but leaving it open.

"Thank you." Asher hugged Harry again. They walked out and Harry went first, smiling at Belle and then he opened the curtain and ushered Asher into the room. Everyone was stunned into silence. Belle stood and looked at Asher with such hunger that he calmly walked over to Anita and sat with her. "Belle." He bowed his head.

"That I deserve that and worse does not escape my attention these days." Belle sat down looking deeply hurt. "That I feel how wrong I was shows how much power our dear Mr. Potter has in him." She looked at Harry and sighed. "He's awoken a deeply human part of me. A part I suspected to be long dead." She crossed her legs and clasped her hands. "Mother Darkness has taken a third of Europe's vampires with out anyone noticing." She said calmly. "I'm to be killed with in the month for daring to go against the council." She spoke in the same calm manor. "I would normally say I don't plan to die. But I know I'm beat. I'll be murdered by the soldiers of the mother." She sighed and looked around. "So I'm here to give my parting gifts." She opened her purse and handed a tattered loosely bound collection of pages to Jean-Claude who's eyes lit up.

"You're favorite reading. All the research I have on every single vampire power that presented itself up to the day I became Mother's play thing." She nodded as Jean-Claude fingered the edges of the pages. "I know it is the most dear book in my library for you. So it is yours. I never took your book mark out of it." She said softly as she pulled out another book from her handbag and gently handed it to Asher. He instantly looked shocked and confused. "I knew it meant something to you. And convinced the fools who burned down your home to give it to me. I had planned to give it to you... but I was a short sighted fool myself." She said before actually crying that time. Wiping away the tears of blood she looked back at him. "Juliana's diary. A small gift to one whom I have injured maybe above all others." She shook her head. "I also remembered you Anita." She pulled a book out and handed it to Anita.

"A first edition of the Kama Suitra." She gave a quirky smile. "The original contains hand drawn illustrations of a very young vampire in very... compromising positions." She actually blushed. "On today's market that is probably worth... more money then I've seen in the last five hundred years." She shrugged. "But it is yours. A small happier thing to remember of me." She pulled out another book from her handbook. "This is for young Harry." She handed it to him and he looked at the slanting script, and looked up at her. "That's right. It's my personal journal." Everyone looked at her then. "It contains all the secrets about the council and myself and every threat to the council I've ever known about." She looked around. "Our every weakness is spelled out in that book and I give it to Harry. Because I think he is the only soul among us who could possibly save any of them."

"Wow." Harry sat there utterly shocked.

"Oh it gets better." She stood up and walked over to Harry. "I'm going to die. Bloody and horrible. Begging for my death long before they give it to me. And they'll consume me, take in my powers. And use them against you. I'm not above being petty. I still see you all as my toys. They can't have you. Their certainly not allowed to kill you off." She had the grace to look embarrassed.

"What do you want me to do about it?" Harry frowned.

"I want you to remove my powers and take them into yourself. I've seen what your power can do. You'll burn any part of me out of the powers long before you accept them. And that protects you more then anything. With some of my powers you'll be able to stand up against the others. Confuse and overwhelm them. And I can trust you to distribute the powers you can't use to those who can." She said evenly.

"But that'll leave you defenseless..." Harry blurted out.

"No. It'll out right kill me in about four to six hours." She said calmly. "I've refused to feed the ardeur for the last two days. When you remove my powers I plan to have you consume my sexual aspect as well. Rendering me powerless to feed and I'll die by my own power, eating myself before they get a chance to end me." She turned and touched Jean-Claude's cheek. "I'm very proud of you." She moved and touched Asher too. "Both of you. To see you together again... it warmed my heart and fueled much passion in me. I wish you a long and peaceful life together with warm friends and passionate love." She bowed. "If you would Harry." She moved to Harry and swept him up into a kiss.

'Harry.' She stood before him in her bedroom. 'there are secrets and then there are secrets. Powers you will need to incapacitate them. I hold the power to make a single memory hold you prisoner as you go through it again. I give that power fully to you.' She handed him a small silver flame that he put in a small jar that lined the outside of his fire stand. 'I have the power to raise lust, love, and devotion in any one with in a hundreds of miles of me. This I freely give to you' She handed him another silver flame. 'I have the power to call cats. All cats. I give this to you as well.' She handed him a flickering blue flame. 'I have the power to be a Sourdre de sang, this power I give freely to you, but it must go to Jean-Clause once you feed him my sexual force. He will become the father of my sexual children. He will be their fountain that keeps them sustained in the night.' She handed over the silver flame. 'I possess the power of the blood oath of every vampire that is mine beyond Jean-Claude's protected realms. I give this power to you freely for Jean-Claude.' She handed him another silver flame. 'I possess the powers needed to control the ardeur, I give these to you to give to Jean-Claude. He will need them.' She handed him another silver flame which he put in one of the last few sections. 'And I give to you my final gift. She smiled. 'The power to enter dreams and memories of others at will.' She slid out the final silver fire and stood back, her beauty dimmed only slightly.

'You give of everything you have....' He looked shocked.

'Everything but the flames of my undoing.' She smiled. 'I will die by my power and my ashes will belong to you.' She bowed. 'Now take from my the passion's desire. Consume that which is nearly all I am anymore. And leave me only the hunger for it.' She looked into Harry's eyes. 'Consume me.' Her will made them both pull each other to kiss as they were in life, Harry's hands reaching into her very being till he pulled back holding a flame so large he could barely hold it with both hands.

'It's too much...' He looked confused.

'Share it's power. Defend your lands...' She stumbled. Her inner light all but gone. Only a small flicker of any flame left inside her. 'I would see you out live the horrors I visited upon so many for you will do great things with my power.' She smiled warmly before she vanished and the kiss broke. Belle took a step back. "It is done." She collapsed in a heap to the floor.

"What should we do?" Asher looked shocked and confused.

"Jean-Claude... come here... NOW!" Harry panted, his eyes glowing like emerald suns. He grabbed his great great great grandfather by the neck and kissed him pulling him into his power. Suddenly it was just the two of them, as they stood in a dark room lit by Jean-Claude's flame in a black bird cage and Harry's flame with its tiny wrought iron holder for it and the tiny flames around it.

'She gave everything she was to me... Everything.' Harry held the flame of her power in his hands. I give this equally to all our people.' He threw the flame into his own and his shot to the ceiling of this no-where place. Almost instantly every one he'd fed earlier was once again there and being fed. All of them connected to each other spread around Harry and Jean-Claude. 'She gave me things to give you.' Harry moved and picked up a small silver flame. 'The power to control all of the ardeur's many flavors and powers is yours.' Harry put the flame into Jean-Claude, fusing it into his being. 'The power that is her blood oath to everyone of her line, making you their fountain... is yours.' He gave the flame over to Jean-Claude and watched hundreds of thousands of vampires appear and feed on the power. 'Your word is law to all of Belle's line now. For they are your line.' Harry watched shock appear on Jean-Claude's face.

'She gave all she is...' Jean-Claude wept in this mental space and held Harry as he cried. 'She gave us all she is...' He sobbed as Harry held him. Once he had calmed down he noticed the other flames.

'I'm to keep them till I find the people their meant for. Most are meant for me. Make me a surprise weapon against the others. But they'll be kept at bay till Belle dies. Once that happens they'll be able to sense me for the most part. Unless you block them.' Harry looked at his progenitor.

'I swear by blood and fire that I will not allow the council to know of your existence.' They fell out of the world as they broke the kiss. Harry watched Jean-Claude glow with the power that once made Belle glow like that. "All those blood oathed to me, I demand your attention." Jean-Claude projected himself into the minds of every blood oathed connection down Belle's old line. "Belle has fallen. I, being the next fountain who was ever of her line, seek you out. I grant to you life that was Belle's to grant to you." He glowed and Harry could feel all those other vampires shudder. "I offer you protection." His eyes turned to blue suns. "The council has become corrupted. They seek to bring ruination to our kind because they destroyed Mother Darkness' body. Now her soul and mind possesses them. Belle broke free and came to me. Giving me all that she was so that they would never have you. Belle loved you, as I now love you." He said calmly.

"So I beg of you. Gather your possessions and those whom you love and what ever you need to survive or think would be useful here, and come to the Americas where I can lend to you my protection as best I can. Once the council's threat is over I have no issue with you spreading out but do what is best for you, your animals to call, and all that are tied to you. Leave any area the council can take and bind now any vampire made from the other council members if they are precious to you. For they will soon be a weapon against you in these coming wars." Jean-Claude sent power out through the link, not to hurt or to torment, but to empower everyone he was connected to. "I grant safe passage into my lands and the lands of my allies." He flashed images of which lands had given him the right to say this on their behalf. "We will ask only that you help in your own protection." He stepped back from the new connection.

"Very nicely done." Belle smiled as she sat on the floor, looking hollow.

"You are so very much the Lady Belle." Jean-Claude bowed and both he and Asher held her as she slowly died in their arms. Her hard sobs finally fading just before her body burst into flames. Harry quickly used his wand to summon her ashes into a jar.

"She told me to keep these safe." He shrugged. "I promised."

"Understandable." Jean-Claude bowed as he and Asher stood.

"Do you think we will withstand the council's wrath on this?" Asher looked around.

"We have three triumvirates of power that are interconnected." Harry spoke up. "Jean-Claude, Richard, and Anita. Anita, Nathaniel, and Damian. And then Me, Sam, and Nathaniel." Harry smiled.

"We formed a triumvirate?" Nathaniel frowned.

"Accidentally... between Belle's powers and what we did to save Sam we are full of undiscovered countries now."
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