Disclaimer: Unless J.K. Rowling is planning on coming out with a book full of my FanFictions, none of this is mine.

Word Count: 400

Rating: R. Violence, Blood

Authours Note: Just an idea that popped into my head while I was listening to Within Temptations 'The Howling.' Add a tad of crossover from Egyptian Mythology, and this is what I got.

Dedication: Amber Athame: cuz she got me stuck on Within Temptation.

Title: Anubis

'We've been seeing what you want.
You've got us cornered right now
Falling asleep from our vanity
May cost us our lives

I hear them getting closer
Their howls are sending chills down my spine
Time is running out now
They're coming down the hills from behind'

-The Howling, Within Temptation

It is silent on the battlefield, and still. Time seems to freeze as I watch, and I am alone. Unencumbered by rules and laws and expectations.

I can see the fear and the desperation on their faces, the hope and the faith they have in me. I can see their enemies watching them, looking for their weaknesses. No one sees me, no one watches me.

And for one moment in my life, I am free.

Free to choose.

And I make my choice.

Cries of horror and eerie howls of delight sound around me as I shed my feeble human skin. My neck arches as my legs extend and re-curve, my shoulders thicken, my torso elongate. My muzzle stretches as I open my jaws wide and howl, wickedly sharp teeth filling my mouth. Fingernails sharpen into claws, shredding my boots as they appear. My clothes become tattered rags as my form changes, growing taller and stronger.

I crouch as my howl shatters the field, balancing on my toes and hand, my army behind me. Centaurs, Werewolves, Giants, Veela, Vampires, Goblins, House Elves- all the enslaved creatures have come at my command. I grin as the humans join forces against me and I laugh as their frail sticks point my way.

They have ruled us for centuries, and now we will take back what is ours. My arm raises to ready my army, and I tilt my head as the smell of fear thickens.

They named me Harry Potter. They thought I was their Saviour.

My arm slashes down and I race forward, leading the loping beasts and striding mountains and darting shadows as we crash into their ranks.

They were wrong.

My teeth tear someone to shreds and intoxicating blood fills my mouth and rolls down my chest as pitiful screams sound, and I howl for joy. I stop and stand in the middle of the battle and I howl at the moon in delight.

Now is the time of the down-trodden, now is the time of the oppressed. Now the humans will be enslaved, and we will rule.

For I have come again, and all shall bow to the glory of Anubis.

I turn to the fight once more, teeth flashing as I attack. Ruby eyes stare up at me, and I strike him down as my blood-lust rises.

And in the end, we are all that is left.


Ooh, bloody.

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