#The choosen one denied his choosen fate

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Imagine a Au where Harry slips through the cracks and never attends Hogwarts but he runs away from the Dursleys at eleven still. He keeps getting help from only dressed people who want to shake his hand and unknowingly gets adopted by a werewolf pack that is hiding out in the muggle world.

Harry can't say what exactly lead to him running away that day. It had been one of the many days Dudley refused to go to school because he did not feel like waking up.

Uncle Veron had dragged Harry to school since they didn't want him ruining Dudley's day off. (In the middle of the week but poor dear has been so exhausted. It made sense to let him take a personal day apparently)

The Dursleys did not like their son taking the bus, so they never signed the forms saying either Harry or Dudley could take the school busses.

This meant Harry either waited or walked. The school had placed a new rule that particular year, due to the sudden rise in kidnappings, students were not allowed to leave campus without being signed out by a parent or guardian.

Due to this Harry had not been picked up from school. They did that often, forgetting to get Harry when Dudley was not with him. The Dursleys did not like their son taking the bus, so they never signed the forms saying either Harry or Dudley could take the school busses.

He had sat on the curbside waiting in the rain with an irritated teacher who saw her delay in going home as his fault rather than his guardian. She had huffed, telling him to stay there, retreating inside to likely call his aunt and uncle.

At that moment, Harry realized he did not want to go back. He did not want to be picked up. He did not want to go to this school. He did not want to be hurt again by the people around him. He did not want to be here.

He had looked into the grey of the world and thought I should leave. So he got up, and walked. He walked and walked, not really having a destination in mind, but he felt nothing as he got further and further way. He isn't sure why no one stopped him, as he traveled along the highway, cars passing him without a second glass.

He walked until his feet ached, his stomach grumbled and his throat dried but he kept going with a strange sense of assurance that this was a good plan. That he was meant to keep going.

He traveled underneath the street light, the only thing within the darkness when someone finally stopped. By that point, Harry had been missing for a near six hours and yet no police had been on the lookout for him.

(He later learned no missing report had ever been filed.)

A group of bikers had driven by him, only for the one in the lead to pull over and turn around. He got off the highway, traveling down the ground dirt next to the road that Harry walked until he blocked Harry's path.

Harry couldn't seem that well with the bike's light hitting head-on, and could only blink in confusion as the man called. "Kid, what are you doing out here?"

Harry had said nothing.

The man got off his bike, turning it off just as the rest of his group caught up to him. When he stepped into the light Harry was met with a man in his early thirty, long blond hair falling around his shoulders and various small scars across his face. He was dressed in black jeans, a black leather jacket, and fingerless gloves.

He was basically the type of man his aunt grew nervous seeing in public. She always slammed her hand on the lock of the car whenever one walked near them in public.

"You alright kid?" The man asks. His voice surprisingly soft, but not condescending. It made Harry just a tad bit more relaxed.

"I'm fine thank you." He responded staying away just in case.

"You sure? A pup, like you, shouldn't be out this late at night." The man continued but he didn't sound all that concerned. Rather he seemed intrigued.

"I'm fine" Harry assured again though this time irradiation bled into his voice. He had been walking for so long but only now that he stopped did he start to feel the miles he traveled.

"I don't think-"

"No one asked you what you think. You don't know anything about me so just leave me alone!" Harry snapped only to recoil in horror. He hadn't meant to say that, especially to someone who he had no idea would react to. It was too late to take it back.

Cold terror settled in his chest making goosebumps rise on his arms. What if this man had Uncle Veron's temper?

Surprisingly the man only raised his hands. "That's a good point. How about this, I give you a ride to where you are going, we get some food, and then you can tell me what you're doing out here."

"...."

"I can hear your stomach kid. I can smell your fear. Just let us help."

Harry hadn't known what made him feel like that was something he could trust but he found himself stepping closer, aware of the group of people watching on, from their own motorbikes. He looked up at the leader who smiled with sharp teeth and yellow eyes.

"My name is Rick. You are?"

"Harry."

"Nice to meet your Harry. This is my biker group, The Pariahs. Let's find us a twenty-four-hour place to eat yeah?'

That was how he meet the werewolf pack that drove across the countries, sneaking past the wizard's werewolf capture unit as cross country bikers. They took him under their wing, dubbing him an honorary wolf pup much like the children that were turned and traveled with them. Rick is the pack's alpha, having founded the group when he was fifteen and been a muggle-born attack one summer break.

They traveled in large and sometimes small groups, never taking the same path twice. Harry grew as if though he ran from the law- in a sense they did. The werewolves were certainly hunted by ministries like they were criminals- and he grew with lessons of some werewolves that were able to get a bit of magical education before being bitten.

Harry was not the strongest wizard in the world but he saw the world, illegally crossing borders, through muggle and magical means, and not once did he regret it.

Rick became a father figure to him like the many pups that they picked up and Harry would rather die than be separated from him. The werewolf pack had been aware of who he was- it was hard, not to- but they helped him dye his hair and hide his scar with muggle make-up.

He only allowed himself to look like Harry Potter when he panhandled wizards who were more than happy to offer some money to their hero. He didn't do it too often as it was a large risk to the pack and nothing would ever hurt his pack.

Harry spent a good six years with his pack. He had never been turned, and on the full moon he was always sent away, but he knew that being a werewolf hurt his loved ones so he never asked for them to make him one. Harry still doesn't know what lead him to his family, but a part of him wanted to believe it was his magic.

Accidental magic manifested when a child needed aid and finding the Pariahs was the one thing that saved his life.

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Chapter 4: Kant’s Substancial of experience.

yeah, this story is slowly degrading it’s quality, just like a food that left without a nice fridge.

But, our knowledge is begin with the experience if we know means to follow to all writes!

-Immanuel Kant on Critique of pure reason.

 Experience, Our teacher taught us that the experience is as important as the school’s knowledge.

Because not all of the school’s knowledge is taught at school. So even thought you’ve passed the College and graduated. You’re still jobless if you don’t had any knowledge how to

Find a job.

You’re broke if you don’t know how to obtained a money.

You won’t be born if your parent never have any knowledge how to fu... nevermind.

 The Dean asked the Council of the student what’s going on!?

While no one is quite sure who’s responsible to the escape of all dangerous prisoner outside of the College.

The Dean ordered that the college is now below the 5 Maslow’s pyramid of need! Althought he’s quite adequate about the physiology.

 Maslow....

there are 5 basic need of humanity.

-Physiology.

-security.

-love and belonging.

-esteem.

-self actualization.

600 student are now prepared to go outside just to buy the college need.

Tiger with a mask talk about something, it feel pretty weird to not even see a talking man never move his mouth!

 “Well, Jackal and Comodo! What’s you found at that mysterious very guarded place in this College?”

Tiger asked about us at the sewer and somehow his henchmen can found the sewer we have now! It is drained and we don’t get bothered with the nasty smell we could take!

“I’d say that you would chosen the high ground, Tiger! But it’s a dangerous place! The College Taskforce can found it and you could be our burden with your autistic brother.”

Comodo told him about the place we were rested.

 “well, it was a dangerous place, but it quite a pleasant view! You choosen these place and we would get every diseases we can receive everyday!”

“It unpredictable indeed! But I’ve contact about the dean that he’ll reward us handsomely to those who can buy the stuff college needed without getting caught by the interpol!”

“eww... Interpol... the strongest form of police in the world, every spies nightmare! But I’ll take it!”

Comodo and Tiger are talking about the plan, however I interrupted them!

“Hey, do you forgot about Ms. Mojito? She’s gotten caught by them and messing with them!”

Tiger then remained silence but he sucked his pen and told me about her.

“well, her bodies are godly made, her both hand and both knees are the dream I’ve dreamt about! She look like a hooker of Instagram, but damn... her hair is beautiful. Sadly, my idiocy let her gone!”

 Hearing Ms. Mojito’s name

Then his autistic brother come from somewhere dark and said her name.

“Miss Mojito.”

He sadly say her name... he’s the shortest in our team, about 130-140 cm.

I’ve never see his look so I forgot about his height.

 “Well, my little gnome! Would you like to replace her? Nevermind, I’d rather change your name onto Mr. Mojito! Do you like it?”

 Mr. Mojito shrug his head.

“oh, he like it! if only the pod never make him like this! he could help us, but now he can help a little... just like the damn useless panda!”

Tiger pat his brother’s head and bitted Tiger’s hand.

 “Oh, you little rascal!”

“Please don’t insult your brother, Tiger!”

“Rucksack! How did you know our location!”

“My friend Comodo, dude! He’s so amazing.”

Rucksack is carrying backpack and an army looking gear.

Make me wonder where’s he perform his duty?

He also wearing a mask that look like his own backpack!

 “ah, finally, Rucksack! You did perform well, thought I must hired all the Hitmen I can find in order to protect all of your friend, dude!”

“You did a great job, Comodo! Those are the best hitmen! The special taskforces were overwhelmed by them!”

“Really! That’s great, I never thought it as well!”

Comodo and Rucksack did had a nice conversation.

But hearing a person’s name

After the tool they ever used are weird.

But farewell, as long as I got to use for it! so it goes

 “So, tell me, Tiger! What’s your plan?”

I asked Tiger about the next plan

 As long as it never disturb our unexpected mission from the Deans.

Mission that we’ll be encountered outside of the College!

College of the Wiranetra!

 We are going to the a weird place named the 89 nails Depot!

Later after the Tiger’s decision to also let everyone, including his brother.

We are riding the Galleon car.

89 depot is at Bandung, Indonesia!

Tiger left The Galleon Car after it stopped.

And called Chou Fong, the bussinessman we saved!

 “Well, Chou fong! Are you interested to buy the company? what? Why not? Are you serious? The 89 nails depot is the best home supply and need in the world! Why would you denied it? oh, so you’re broke after doing a gamble with me? Then how did the triad tries to hunt you down? Ohh... I understand.. thanks for the info...”

Tiger is shaking and his face is wet because of his sweat

“man, those guy had the guts to dealing with them... Chou fong.... what kind of person are you?”

 Tiger sweep his face after the sweats is not good enough.

“Ok, everyone! Everything’s fine! Nothing is bad happening here! According to the Moslow’s Pyramid of needs! We are secured! And just take the belonging and leave the hell off of it!”

 I feel contempted about his valuable knowledge.

Mr. Mojito is leaving the Galleon first. Because We feel

That he supposed too.

And then, a Women’s first: Junes, Biscuit, and Oregano!

Now, the gentlemen is showed up: Me (Jackal), Comodo, Hammer, and Rucksack.

 Everyone are wearing a mask, but Junes.

I feel very hesitated that we’re still seeking that thing again!

The depot is so huge...

It feel like we’re a tiny man at the gigantic warehouse.

It won’t be fun if we are here with bunch of friends doing nothing.

So Tiger told us to do the party, Comodo will buy everything at the 89 nails, even it broken.

 He’s a fun guys, I regret to despised him.

He looses his own steam to do a weird performance, smacking a too many stuff to count.

I wonder how much money it required for comodo to fullfill our tax for replacement? I mean he can hire a thugs and bribed the police better than anyone else.

Everything is fine unless the dangerous trio we once faced are back.

Wolf, Snake, and Bear.

Oregano and Hammer are the first to face them, but stunned and handcuffed easily by their spy tool.

And then, biscuit and rucksack are also facing them, get the same fate as them.

There’s no other way around, now!

They’re the most dangerous spy in the Wiranetra university.

 “What the hell are you doing! You’re supposed to buy everything at the depot, not to create any suspicion! It despicable!”

Bear is the one whose talking, both of his friends are act like a guard.

His bear voice is unbearable, it silenced us.

“Look, if the local police called the INTERPOL after you defeated them, and then the Indonesian Intel won’t help you! But trying to seek you and kill you with the Operation Hierarch.”

Bear know that we might be able to defeat the local police, or even the INTERPOL, but without the Indonesian Intel, we won’t be useful for the Wiranetra.

“I am always on the worse situation, Bear! Because the Hierarch is seeking me, too! So I let the low profiled spy to do the job given by The Deans, I’ve hired them! Do you had any idea about the operation Hierarch?”

 Bear is silenced, and lit his smoke and spew the smogs.

 “Mrs. Mojito! she’s at the dire stack there. She can get the Marie Antoinette syndrom due to the relentless amount of torture!”

Marie Antoinette Syndrom, you hair can be white due the excessive amount of torture.

The Frenchwoman who was tortured during the French Revolution era

Was executed with her white hair.

 “Well, I thought gotten a cold is the worse.”

“It’s not the time for the joke, Tiger!”

“You’re too serious, why so serious, Jackal? Live is too short to bear the burden of the past!”

 Tiger make me pissed, but at least he’s nailed it.

Bear hold his hand and show something to us.

 “It’s a Hologram for you! Tiger.”

 Tiger then walk close by to Bear.

But get punched by him and kicked him out!

“That’s for joking at the near serious conversation, Tiger! You understand?”

 Then, Bear beg the forgiveness about whatever he and his companion done for us and begging to leave after the police has arrived.

I erased their memory with the weapon I found that I used to erased for erasing everything involved at the siege of Wiranetra. While the Captive has been escaped and besiege our college. It was dangerous, and now that the death row prisoners are also forgotten.

So do you want a character intro? Well, screw it we burned it to the ground and covered it to our Galleon of Though.

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