Lightning Summoner
By James the Fox
NOTE: the events of FFX are altered from the original story. Harry Potter is NOT mine. Otherwise… Nobody would like it. Same goes for Final Fantasy.
"Listen to our story. This path twisted by fate. This renewal of a people once lost. This sacrifice of a young child. Listen to this story. This may be our last chance…"
Prelude: Sin's Demise, Eternal Calm, and the beginning of a Legend.
Lady Yuna Braska, The Last Summoner, lay on her deathbed. She was struggling to survive for just a little longer. Just a little more…
About 4 hours ago, she had launched the final attack against Sin, a horrible monster that had been controlled by a man who, many years ago, had been corrupted by his power. Yuna had sent an army of every Summoner alive. They were all dead and she was soon to follow, but Sin was dead for good, gone with his master. Her friends and a few others were there watching her struggle. Just a little more…
Her last breath faded away, but she had done it. The blood ritual that would pass her powers down, dormant, through her bloodline. Her child, 3 months old and now an orphan, was given to the new leader of the Al Bhed, Yuna's cousin, Rikku. And so the child would be raised and the line of Summoners would be reborn when the time was right…
Many generations later, a woman who was of the line of Yuna left the hidden continent of Spira. This woman came to a country in Europe and raised a family. She told her children of their heritage, and they told their children, but it soon passed into legend and fairytales. Then a child named Lily Evans was born of this forgotten line. As she was born, Yuna's power partially awakened, and she became a witch. The woman went to school and fell in love with a man of the Gryffindor line named James Potter.
They had but one child, Harry Potter.
Then came the chosen day. A dark wizard named Tom Riddle came to this family due to a prophecy he had heard part of. He killed Lily and James, then turning his wand on the young baby. However, the dark spell he used backfired and the man was blown to oblivion. The house was left in ruins, but among the wreckage the baby was safely protected in the arms of a bald man in a green jacket. His pants were black, and a spear was strapped onto the back of his jacket. He had a kindly, father-like face. His eyes were sapphire blue to the extent of them likely being able to glow in the dark.
"Well, Harry, it's good to finally meet you. I'm sorry I couldn't get here in time to help your parents. But like I promised them, I'll protect you with all my might." The baby smiled at him in response then fell asleep as the man left a single letter to Albus Dumbledore. As the man muttered a single word and disappeared, he didn't seem to notice the young, ghostly looking woman surrounded by small white lights smiling in his direction.
And so the story of a boy called by many names started…
"What do you think? I've had this story idea in my head for the longest time."
Harry: "So I'm going to be a Summoner?"
"Yeah."
Harry: "Cool. I get to call big monsters to blow my opponents away. I like."
"Yeah... See ya next chapter!"