Is it just about time for Grail-kun to migrate to a new fictional work to wreck havoc? (Multi-vote).

  • Yes! Fresh blood. Getting tired of Earth-Bet.

    Votes: 154 41.2%
  • Wait a few more wishes. There's a couple of people we need to screw over first.

    Votes: 148 39.6%
  • NO! We live and die on Earth Bet. CONSUME US! *writhe around in ecstasy*

    Votes: 114 30.5%
  • Also, I would be interested in writing my own Grail-kun Quest, Numen. A NEW GENRE IS BORN!

    Votes: 19 5.1%
  • I understand that Harry Potter and Naruto are fandoms you understood best- but there are others.

    Votes: 80 21.4%
  • Note: This is an opinion poll. There will be a proper vote for such things.

    Votes: 81 21.7%

  • Total voters
    374
17. Kevin Norton and the Wrath of Nature

KEVIN NORTON AND THE WRATH OF NATURE

"You're a Druid, Kevin," Grail-kun declared.

"I am a what?"

And Kevin Norton and Duke the Dog vanished as they were transported away across space and time.

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Screaming in terror, Norton grabbed onto Duke as they hurled across the gaping miasma of broken crystalline thunderstorms.

A massive tentacle tried to grab them, but missed. A single cyclopean eye hissed in anger.

Wings the size of galaxies flew by.

Kevin pissed himself when he saw the landscape below him was living flesh, rippling in response to his passage. They made to grab for him, but flinched away when bolts of energy began to gather around him.

Terrible magical energies assaulted his body, filling his veins and soul with POWER.

He heard the wild call of a million beasts and the whispers of a thousand nature deities as he finally emerged on the other end, haggard and breathing deeply.

And suddenly he was standing in King's Cross station.

He blinked. Duke was next to him, strangely much more there. As if he had gained more presence. Or as if Kevin had gained more awareness.

"Are you trying to go to Pigfarts, dear?"

A chubby red headed matron was suddenly in his face. She was very...tall. Unusually so.

"What?"

She patted him on the shoulder, "You poor thing, you must be looking for Platform 9 and 3/4."

Kevin finally noticed what was off.

His hands were tinier. He was shorter.

He was a child again.

That blasted Grail-

"Come, come, this way!"

And she shoved him into the wall- and he stumbled out the other side. He looked up and cried out in shock.

A giant mammoth stood there, a carriage on his back. Students in robes waved at their parents from atop the mammoth.

The same red haired woman appeared, now vines were growing in her hair.

"Wha-"

"I am Misses Weasley, child. Come on, there's my boys, Fred and George, they'll have you settled in with the rest of the first years."

"First years?"

She frowned, "Surely someone must have explained all of this to you already my boy. This is the Pigfarts Carriage Service, to transport students and staff to Pigfarts."

"Pigfarts?"

"The School. The greatest school for Druidry on the continent!'

Kevin blinked, and blinked again.
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"HUFFLEPUFF!"

Kevin removed the hat and went to his table.

Professor Firenze called for the next student. The Centaur- the honest to God centaur- quickly placed the sorting 'hat' (really, more like a crown of thorns) onto the head of that Granger woman, who seemed really excited.

The table he sat at was a gnarly old thing, overgrown with vines. A great tree sat in the centre of the great hall and held up the sky. It's name was Yggdrasil.

Professor Dumbledore sat on his throne of skull and twisting branches, drinking heavily from a horned cup. Wine splattered the floor as he chuckled and laughed with each sorting. His eyes glowed a powerful yellow and where he gazed for too long, flowers bloomed and small animals were seemingly summoned into existence.

Kevin tried not to look too long at things. He was realizing that there was something in him. Something wild and ever-changing, something that wanted to change his shape, make him into things he is not.
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"What do you mean, Mr. Norton, that you can cast spells whilst in an animal form?"

"I mean that I can cast spells while in an animal form...ma'am."

Professor McGonagall frowned, "That is most unusual. That almost sounded like you had the Natural Spell feat, but that shouldn't be possible because a boy of eleven cannot possibly have that feat yet..."

She muttered some more about "prodigies" and "munchkins" and finally ushered Kevin to Dumbledore's office.
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His "office" was, of course, more like a Temple to Bacchus. The headmaster sat beneath the only tree that grew from the centre of the circular chamber. Real grass rippled beneath them and a phoenix sat nearby on a perch.

A creek somehow ran through the office. What was more eye catching were the nude dryads and furry things carousing everywhere, splashing water on each other, or kissing each other passionately in the tall grass.

Dumbledore fondled a woman creature with eyes that were too large in his lap.

"There was a prophecy, Mr. Norton. And I think you fit the bill."
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"Voldemort, your reign of terror ends today!"

Norton transformed into a massive wolf. Duke was alongside him, growling at the dark terror ahead of them.

The corrupted druid snarled in his reverberating voice.

"Norton, Dumbledore's little man-cub. You cannot stop me. The world of men shall fall. The wild shall run free!"

He fired a bolt of lightning at Norton, but the young druid dodged the blast.

Norton thrusted out his paw, one where a lock of hair given to him by Ginny Weasley was entwined around and howled. Sunbeam!

A blast of radiant light plowed through the chamber and blasted the screaming Voldemort.

Voldemart snarled, "Norton, you are a fool. A lowly 6th level spell like that, you think you can take me!"

The Dark Lord transformed into a giant snake and surged forth towards the boy.
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Grail-kun finished munching on his panini and checked the time. Yet, it was time to get back to work. He hoped Norton was being well trained in the way of the druids in that other dimension.

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A/N: So, I was thinking of making a whole character sheet, but really, can't make head or tail of it, it's been too long since I've D&D. Also, not sure about what to do regarding the sequel- it might end up in development hell or we might take a hiatus once this arc is finished. Still thinking the mechanics and the plot through. We'll just continue as we have been doing and see how it goes.

 
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[X] Alexandria
-[X] Alternatively, Chief Director of the PRT Rebecca Costa-Brown

We can already summon the Hero'es to other settings we might go to, let's make sure we can bring their girlfriend along as well.
 
[X] Pigfarts. Specifically, to Dumbledore.

Cause trolling Dumbledore is the right thing to do in ANY universe.
 
Quite possibly the best thing in the thread since the Dune!Merchants omake.
Thanks- it just came to me in a moment of brilliance.
Incidentally, I actually did wrote that Dune Merchant story, albeit only as a one shot.
Betta Fish and Other Worm Stories (Numen's Anthology of Stuff) | Page 2

[X] Pigfarts. Specifically, to Dumbledore.
Cause trolling Dumbledore is the right thing to do in ANY universe.

There's also the other Pigfarts. The one on Mars from A Very Potter Musical :3 where the headmaster is Rumbleroar- a lion.
 
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