I don't own neither Harry Potter nor Honkai Impact 3rd

It is was a calm summer day in London July 31st 1998.

And in a Schicksal operated orphanage something was going on.

"Happy birthday to you, Happy birthday to you, Happy birthday to Harry, happy birthday yo you." Came the voice of the children and the orphanage staff as they celebrated Harry's birthday.

Harry had grown quite a bit, especially for a boy his age, at a height of 140, his hair had also grown past his neck and were kept by simple pony tail, with some bangs framing his face.

"Thank you guys." Harry said as he blew off the candles and the gathered people clapped.

"Alright then everyone..." The director of the Orphanage was about to say when a staff member came up to him and handed him the phone.

"What is it?" He asked.

"It's Overseer Otto, he told me to connect you with him." She replied.

"Very well, everyone I want you to dress up and wait for me outside at the van." The Director said as he took the phone and went to a closed place to talk privately with the Overseer.

Inside the Office

"Lord Otto?" The Man asked.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Kenway I hope that you are in good health." Came the jolly sounding voice of Schicksal's overseer.

"Yes Lord Otto, though what made contact me?" Kenway asked.

"Nothing special, truly, I am simply informing that one children, that has been analyzed with a particular high Honkai Energy adaptability of which is under your care, will relocated to Babylon facility in Siberia this afternoon." Otto informed Kenway who suddenly froze at the news.

While he didn't know anything about the facility it self, he knew from his time as a Schiksal employee working as one of the few rare Knights among it's ranks, he'd know about facility was generally bad news, as he heard rummors running around that the lower levels was where human experimentation were performed on children, but if the rummors were true then he'd do his best to take care of the children under his care as much as possible.

"Lord Otto, I am begging you to change this decision, they are just children they have a life..." Kenway was about to continue his sentence but Otto interrupted him.

"While I am in agreement that those children have a life ahead of them, however you are in no position to make demands of me Mr. Kenway, However... I am will be changing the time of acquisition when they have fallen a sleep, I really don't like to interrupt a Child's time of happiness." Otto told Kenway, and quickly turned off the phone.

"Blast it!" Kenway quietly cursed to himself, as he put the phone away.

With the Kids

"What do you think Mr. Kenway is doing right now?" Asked a black haired boy as he turned to look at Harry.

"I don't know, Ed." Harry replied as he turned to look at the orphanage door where Kenway was walking out of, and he didn't seem pleased one bit, he looked as if something has angered him.

"Alright kids buckle up, we will be leaving now." Kenway said as walked into the van and made a friendly smile.

"Where are going, sir?" Asked a girl, with blond hair and blue eyes, she wore an armless hoodie with Humo picture on the front, a pair of jeans and black sneakers.

"Now that Joan, that's a surprise." Kenway said in a playful tone.

At British Museum

"Really? The Museum sir?" One of the Boys asked.

"Come now Mike, it isn't that bad, you'd have to blame the Museum's Exhibition Guide for making it a dull experience." Retorted Mike, who got up on his feet and walked down the van.

"Now come along, lads and lases." Mike said as the kids started walking down the Van.

Medieval Europe Exhibition

"So... found anything to your liking, Harry?" Kenway asked the raven haired boy who was looking at one of the swords at display, whereas the other kids were looking at the armors and the tapestries that depicted events of .

"You can say that sir." Harry replied.

"You like swords don't you?" Kenway asked Harry.

"Yeah..." Harry said.

"It isn't any big deal kid, 'sides it's typical for young boys to like swords, I'll admit when I was your age I really like swords a bit too much, to the point I know one just by looking at it." Kenway replied.

"Really?" Harry asked him.

"Yup, for example the sword to the far left with the forward swept crossguard and the flower looking décor is a Scottish claymore and they are 139 cm." Kenway told Harry.

"That's almost as big as I am." Harry said as he looked at it with wonder.

"If you think that's big, just wait until you've taken a look at a German Zweihander, those things are big." Kenway told the boy who turned the attention at the Orphanage director.

"How big?" The boy asked the Orphanage director.

"213 centimeter in length and weighting in about 4 Kilograms, and it became a Hallmark weapon among the Landsknechte, whom are a... famous group of Mercenaries." Kenway told the boy.

"That's almost two grown men." Harry said with wonder in his tone, as he heard the explanation that Kenway gave him.

"That they are, and the reason why they are so big is, that unlike Eastern sword who focus to much on Technique, European swords have focused to much on power due to the technological development, that was caused by the European conflicts." Said Kenway as he looked at the hand watch.

"Oh dear would you look at the time, it'd appear that it's time for lunch, after than we are going back home where the cake is waiting, roger that guys?" Kenway told them.

"Really sir?" Joan asked him, in a disappointed, as she was beginning to like the exhibition quite a margin.

"Yes, besides I am wagering that you must famished right now." Commented Kenway.

At a Pizza House

"So how is your Pizza going everyone?" Kenway asked as he took a sip off of his can of Coke-a-Cola.

"We sure are." Came the general response from the kids as they enjoyed the lunch.

As they continued to eat in silence, Kenway was thinking over the conversation he had with Otto, he knew that it wasn't his job to question the Overseer's decision but to use kids as human test subjects, especially those under his care... It was something that rubbed him wrong.

"Sir is there something wrong?" Asked one his assistants.

"It's nothing Jean." Kenway said as he continued to eat his Pizza, as he thought up a way to stop, as moronic as that plan may be.

"Is there something eating at you Quentin?" The woman next him asked.

"It's nothing Jenny." Quentin told his assistant.

"Alright." Jenny said as she returned to eating her Pizza.

With Harry and Joan

"So how was the museum for you?" Asked Joan as she looked at Harry.

"It... was interesting." Harry said.

"Quite, with what you and Mr. Kenway were looking at the swords in the British exhibit." Joan said with smirk on her face.

"Alright I'll admit the swords in the exhibit were cool, especially looking at they Calymores." Harry said as he scratched the back of his neck.

"If it's any comfort I like swords to, especially the Roman Gladius and the Arming Sword." Joan said.

Night time

The Orphanage

It was night time in the Orphanage, and after quite a fun time in the Museum and in the Pizza house and before it was night time they made a photo which Harry would keep it on a frame next to him.

"Harry?" Came Joan's voice, causing the boy to turn and look at the blond girl.

"Yes Joan?" Harry asked as he looked at the girl.

"You know that I... didn't give you a present for your Birthday today..." Joan was saying.

"Joan it's nothing you should concern yourself over." Harry told the girl, though she walked closer, and gave him a kiss on the cheek, which kind of caught Harry off guard.

"It may be just a kiss Harry, but that's my Birthday gift to you, as a sign as to how much I appreciate you." Joan told him, with a shy smile on her face.

Outside

"Alright, deliver the flash clone as Overseer ordered." Said an operative who was wearing a black uniform.

"Do we really have to wear these things?" Asked a man in the back of the feeling a bit irritated at having to wear the body glove along with the black face mask.

"Yes we need to wear them if don't want to drop anything on the floor due to our large clothes, and besides we don't want to be noticed by the cameras." Said the man.

"Quit your yapping and deliver the clone, the overseer has sat a timetable." The team leader told them.

"Fine." The man to the right said as he walked out of the Van, the other grabbed a clone of Harry and went in to the Orphanage to replace the real one.

Inside

"Quiet we don't want to wake up the other urchins." The man said when a cracking noise was heard.

"Sor..." The man was about to reply when suddenly the lights turned on.

"Who are you, and what are You doing with Harry?" Quentin asked as he looked at the men dressed in black.

"Just go back to your room and pretend this didn't happen mate." The man to the left responded as he aimed his pistol at Quentin.

"Otto sent you didn't he?" Quentin asked as he realized what was going.

"Again this is your last warning, go back to your room." The man said with an edge to his tone.

But that warning fell on def ears as Quentin grabbed a close-by vase and charged with the intent to attack them, though the man with the pistol, dropped his gun and kept Quentin away from the clone.

And as they struggled Quentin was hit at the back of his head so hard that he went unconscious.

"Now , if you idiots are done fooling around, start making the switch now." The leader said as he placed his baton back on his belt and left Quentin of the floor.

With Otto

While he was resting on his throne in his Sanctum, Otto suddenly got a message.

"Yes?" Otto responded.

"Sir this is Charlie team, we have made the switch, the boy won't be waking any time soon until we reach the Babylon facility, and we are moving to the designated area. Over." Came the voice of the leader.

"Understood, remind me to give you a raise in your pay grade later." Otto responded.

"Thank you, sir." Was the reply.

"Well little savior let's bare witness to the secret that you can divulge me later." Otto said as he looked at the profile of Harry and another of Joan.

The blond girl had been of quite the interest to him, with a natural Honkia resistance that would rival both the Schariack and the Kaslana, and with the bonus of a Natural Stigmata to boot.

It made the Schicksal's Overseer wonder if the girl was a bastard of either of the founding houses or a descendant of one of the MANTIS soldiers he stumbled upon in his research into the previous era.

With Harry

Babylon Facility

8:00 PM

"Where am I?" Harry asked as he looked around and saw that he found himself inside a cell.