diatu | The Package of Doom

The Package of Doom

Who: Harry and Open
What: Mistaken Identity Adventure
Where: Somewhere in Anastara
When: Somewhere in the middle of August
Warnings: Killer rabbit on the loose and animal death
Notes: From here

Harry has given a mysterious package from a tall gruff gentleman who shoves it to him so hard that he literally landed on his behind onto the sidewalk. Aside from the aching on said body part, he is doing fairly alright. A shy small pygmy owl pokes his head near the box to see what is hiding inside it.

There is a lot of shifting inside said box, but the identity of whatever it is carrying is unknown. Harry is staring at that box as if it is an alien object with no clue of what he has gotten into. He had shaken it to see if the thing inside could react to his action, but there isn’t much besides the rattling from within.

Perhaps somebody can try to help him in taking the package to its rightful destination or maybe cause some ruckus in the city by daring him into opening this delivery Pandora’s box?

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As it just so happened a certain demon with a certain proclivity towards encouraging people to do things like eat forbidden apples and open boxes that did not belong to them just so happened to be passing by when Harry and his package made their way by. The curious manner the kid was shaking the thing it was clear to see he had no idea what it was so... being the ever so helpful creature that he was Crowley sauntered over.

"What do you have there?"

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“Well, it is a box and it has a package inside that I have no idea of what could be inside,” Harry replies to Crowley as soon as the shades-wearing demon asks what he does have in his hands.

The pygmy owl then stares at him with a blank stare, wondering what he has in mind. Poor little owl, he has no clue of what this demon is capable of.

“A man told me that this is sent to me but I was about to tell him otherwise when he soon left. He didn’t even say anything else,” he goes further, “Now I have no idea of what to do next. Got any suggestions besides me possibly delivering it to someone else?”

Did he have any other ideas! Of course he did and one of those was offered up with a light shrug and only a touch of surprise to suddenly find himself staring at an owl.

"Well... if he said it was for you... Why not open it? Then you would know what was inside."

“Oh really, is that a dare for me to take on?” Harry is giving a clever smirk when Crowley suggested him to try to open the box and find what is inside it.

He did remember him, or the other version of him, telling to cause a bit of mischief back when Camelot was engulfed in magical chaos and he had his demon powers for a short time, so maybe this is the repeat of that and the pie fight.

"A dare? It's more like... getting mail."

He sniffed, while looking away from the owl long enough to give the box a quick inspection. It just looked like one of those regular old shipping boxes to him with very little difference between it and a UPS aside from a lack of brand labeling.

"When you received a package back home did you look for some one else to give it to or did you open it?"

“Well, sometimes especially if there is also mail for my relatives,” he replies in return, “Besides that, I kinda didn’t do it that often while I was in my old school: a lot of owls would drop in mail to the students assigned to the mail.”

To be fair, Harry isn’t that too worried over mail since he was 11, so it is pretty clear that he probably shouldn’t worry too much about the package as well.

"Yeah but, this guy said it was for you not relatives or schoolmates or anything. So..."

A gesture towards the box.

"Maybe it's a gift?"

“Well, I guess he does have a point, I suppose,” Harry is starting to have a change of plans with the box contents already.

He gave it some thoughts while the small owl is hooting at him, questioning his sanity over the box dilemma at the moment. The poor pygmy owl has no idea what happens when your master happens to be a trouble magnet.

“Okay then, I might as well open this bloody box and see for myself,” he finally throws all his worries away and begins to rip open the box like a hungry ravenous lion and proceeds to open up the box itself.

Crowley always had a point. It wasn't always a 'good' point, but then some times his 'bad' ideas turned out the be the best ones. The whole eating the apple of wisdom thing had turned out ok for humans.

Course... that didn't mean he was going to stand all that close. Crowley moved away to avoid the flying bits of wrapping and torn box shreds.

By the time Harry opens up the box, it reveals to everyone who was living inside the box: a seemingly harmless little white bunny who’s sticking out its nose and snout once the box lids were open and staring at them with a blank expression on its face.

“Oh wow, that’s a cute harmless little bunny,” the young wizard confirms the box’s passenger as he lifts it up from the box while the pygmy owl hoots frantically.

A rabbit. Grreeaaat. Crowley had nothing against rabbits in general it was just in a school for teaching magic, with an angel named Aziraphale around, it did make one suspicious that the bunny might have been destined to be pulled out of a hat.

"If it's name is Harry then let it go in a bush or something before Aziraphale sees it."

“Um, does your friend hate rabbits a lot?” Harry asks him while trying to check if the bunny has a name or a certificate inside the box.

If Crowley is correct, maybe the rabbit might have shared the same name as him or maybe it was meant to sent be to another Harry in the city. Then he discovers that the rabbit is also wearing a collar around its neck and he looks at the name tag it holds that reads “Hi, my name is Harry the Killer Rabbit”. Who was crazy enough to give the rabbit a name like the Killer Rabbit?

“Oh wow, that rabbit has the same name as me,” he gulps in shock upon seeing the name tag inscription.

"Worse. He likes to do magic tricks with them."

Be horrified Harry... the boy, not the rabbit... That was weird actually! What were the chances of the rabbit having the same name? But, while this was briefly puzzled over something a bit more 'red alert', blow all the sirens, and pay attention was written right there on the collar.

"Wait, what does it mean Killer Rabbit?"

“So is he a wizard back in your world?” he asked him while being oblivious of what will happen if Harry the Killer Rabbit strikes fear in the hearts of many.

The rabbit has begun to shows signs of aggression: apparently Harry (the Killer Rabbit, not the wizard) doesn’t like being rabbit-handled by pathetic humans and is squirming in the hands of human Harry. He is getting angsty and crazy!

"No! He's a..."

Harry, still the rabbit and not the wizard, took that moment to leap free of Harry's hands, giving him a good solid thump in the chest before flying in a twisting motion through the air to ninja star Crowley in the arm with it's claws.

"SHIT!"

“What the bloody hell!?!” human Harry panics when he sees that Killer Rabbit Harry is attacking Crowley on his arm while they were chatting away.

He tries to grab onto the rabbit by the chest and pull him away from the demon as much as possible, although it didn’t took long for the Killer Rabbit to go after him as well: snapping at him akin to a crocodile. Then he uses kinetic magic to send the creature into an empty barrel to keep him contained temporarily.

“Oh Merlin, I am starting to realise the true meaning of a Killer Rabbit,” he gasps for air while trying to recover from the near rabbit attack.

"Shhhh, sh, sh... You hear that?"

Crowley held out a hand to shush Harry for a sound was coming from the barrel. A very ominous, spine-chilling sound, that sent Crowley searching around for a tree to clamor up into. Gnawing. The damn rabbit was gnawing its way out of the barrel!

"Better find a place to hide, kid! That thing is trying to get out!"

Well, he has to find higher ground before that rabbit comes for him and Crowley as well. The question is: which place to hide, where the rabbit can’t jump high enough to catch them.

“Um, right, finding a place to hide,” human Harry goes around to find a hiding place when he gets an idea of possibly going up the rooftops to escape the evil rabbit’s clutches.

“Hey, maybe we should go on the rooftops so he won’t try to jump up and catch us,” he suggest to Crowley, “I could try to teleport ourselves onto one right now.”

Climb a tree, which this evil creature might very well chew right down to the ground, or go to the rooftops...

"Do it. Harry couldn't eat a house! I refuse to believe it could eat it's way through a house!"

“Okay then, just grab my hand and hang on,” Harry the human wizard instructs Crowley as he offers a hand to begin the teleportation process.

When he does, Harry quickly teleports the both of them and his owl familiar up on the higher rooftops in the city where it appears that they’ll be stuck at for the foreseeable future.

“Phew, that was a close one,” he tries to get his composure intact from the whole incident, “Wasn’t expecting rabbits to bite through wood at all.”

"They shouldn't!"

Crowley hissed while taking a peek over the side of the roof to the barrel which rattled and scuttled about on the ground, straining against the teeth that were tearing it apart from the inside out.

"That's not an ordinary rabbit. That's some kind of," he hesitated to use the word demon but that did seem to fit, "Magical super-powered rabbit! Some one just gave you that?? There was no warning, no hey, this box has a killer rabbit in it, maybe don't open the box?"

He glanced aside, speaking to himself.

"Who gives a kid a blood-thirsty rabbit?"

Meanwhile, Harry just stares at the rabbit in the barrel, wondering about the same thing as well. No seriously, who was crazy enough to give him a very dangerous powerful rabbit in a box in the first place?

There is no a single word from him at the moment, but he certainly doesn’t want to mess with Killer Rabbit Harry with how angry he is right now. If only someone can come along and get him and Crowley out of this mess.

Loki was out on his own errand, and taking a short-cut that was suddenly impeded by a barrel. That was rattling, and shifting places, and clearly there was something very upset inside. An eyebrow rose, but he didn't open it. Yet. Just watched it warily a moment before looking around for anyone who might have an explanation.

If anyone wants to fill him in, that would be grand.

Since he was the one who is unlucky to receive Harry the Killer Rabbit in the mail, wizard Harry raises his hand up to explain himself of what led to him and Crowley to seek higher rooftops.

“Um, hey. Listen, I can explain: I got this package containing that vicious rabbit in the barrel a while ago,” he begins to recall the story, “After I opened it, he lifts his head, I pick him up with my hands, and he decides to attack me and the other guy with me. And that’s how we ended up being stuck on the rooftops.”

The 'other guy' peeked over Harry's shoulder. His arm ached from where he had been stabbed by the vicious rabbit, it might even have been bleeding but Crowley hadn't bothered to check. His eyes were on that barrel.

"You might not want to stand too close to that! It could...--"

The barrel gave a last shake and splintered into a thousand shards like a bomb had gone off. From the center of the explosion the evil ball of fluff emerged. Growling like a Pitbull it glanced towards the roof, judging the distance, but Loki was so much closer. It dived for Loki's feet, intending to sink those long teeth into his calf.

Pandora's box you say?

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As planned...

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