#Dark hunter savitar full#

However, he is really powerful even without it. Like others, he's a Source god which means he can tap into and wield the power of the primal Source. He is more powerful than regular Dark-Hunters and one of the most powerful beings in existence. Almost no one is quite sure of his true age and lineage. Acheron first appears in New Orleans in Night Pleasures to aid Kyrian and Amanda Devereaux in regaining Kyrian's soul so that Kyrian could vanquish Desiderius.Īsh has strengths and vulnerabilities unknown to anyone but himself and a few others. His reputation for vagueness and never answering any personal questions is legendary.

He didn’t even notice when sleep took him and he fell into unconsciousness.For the book featuring this character, see Acheron.Īcheron Parthenopaeus is a member of the Atlantean pantheon, one of the last of the Chthonians, and the leader of the Dark-Hunters. He was even too tired to care that the kid was sleeping next to him and he never let anyone sleep next to him if he could help it. He was too tired to yell at Savitar right now. He sighed and flumped back into his pillows. Wanting to scream in irritation Ash went for his phone instead, only to find that Harry was sleeping on top of it and to get it he’d either have to grope underneath him (which would be embarrassing if he woke up) or just push the kid off the bed.

#Dark hunter savitar full#

Gritting his teeth and ignoring the full blown migraine that was now pounding through his head he tried to contact Savitar mentally. “Savitar!” He shouted, and then shot a guilty look at the boy next to him. “I haven’t slept in three days.” Ash growled dangerously as he turned back to his long-time friend, “I don’t have the energy to argue with you right now Savitar. Was the kid even breathing? He prodded the boy in the head until he got a mumble of annoyance and the kid shifted until he wasn’t trying to suffocate himself anymore. He stumbled forward and crawled up the mattress on hands and knees with his eyes closed until he reached the pillows where he collapsed face down and didn’t move.Īsh stared for a moment in disbelief and just a little concern. The boy, Harry, just stood there until Savitar nudged him towards the bed. Ash could feel the temperature in the room dropping sharply. “Yes.” Savitar grinned again but this time there was steel behind it. “What?!” Ash exclaimed, sitting bolt upright in bed and not caring about the pain that slammed through his head at the action. If Savitar hadn’t changed teaching styles at all in the time that Ash had left then he could sympathise perfectly with him. “’Lo.” The boy murmured, seemingly not even having the energy to raise his hand. “Harry this is Ash.” Savitar continued, interrupting Ash’s concentration on the boy. He was gently swaying side to side from fatigue. Black hair hung loose to his shoulders and dull green eyes stared at him half-lidded.

The boy looked much like Ash felt right now. From the small shiver the person standing next to Savitar gave, Ash could tell he knew exactly what he had been through, “I’d like you to meet my new disciple – Harry.” He’d spent gods knew how long during training being addressed exactly like that and then being put through hell. “Acheron!” Savitar said gleefully, causing Ash to repress a shiver at the promise of imminent destruction lurking underneath his tone. “What?” He asked again then, realising that the phone was rather redundant now, closed it and threw it back into the pile of clothes. Gritting his teeth he raised his head and summoned his phone to him, massaging his temples to try and stave off the headache that he could feel building just behind his eyes.Īsh barely had time to realise that it was Savitar who had called him before two people materialised in his bedroom. Groaning into his pillow he groped around next to him on the bed where he had thrown his clothes just half an hour previously. It was two in the morning when Ash was rudely awoken from his sleep by the shrill ringing of his phone. Eventual slash (male/male), het (male/female), language, violence, past mentions of abuse and torture.

Rowling and Dark-Hunters belong to Sherrilyn Kenyon. The prompts were taken from 64damn_prompts.įandom: Harry Potter and Dark-Hunters crossoverĭisclaimer: Harry Potter belongs to J.K. The warning at the beginning is for the whole fic – not this chapter – I just wanted to get everything out there in case it does come up. A/N: I’ve only recently got into the DH fandom and it’s been years since I read HP so apologies if there are any mistakes.