THE COLORLESS SAVIOR Shrek X Harry Potter

The Colors of Shrek

    A man walks into his room after a hard days work in the paint factory. The mans name is Harry Potter and he goes turns on the light in the room, only to find that he has been robbed of all of his colors.
    The rainbow is no longer a thing he can see, sadness clouding his vision
And that's when something strange happened; the lights seemed to have transformed- at first they had been a brilliant blue color, the very color that represented sadness- but then they turned a violent shade of red, the color of anger.
He suddenly turned heated and just ferocious. He was clawing and ramming at everything. And then the light changed yellow, the color of joy.
Everything seemed to be spiraling.... he was abounding with the utmost positive emotion of jubilation but alas his vision swirled into a purple mask filling him with fright.
As the color stoped swirling, he was left with this feeling of panic. Every where he would look he would get the odd sensation he was being watched by some gruesome terror. Sobbing on the floor, he was about to get up and call the police when the emotion stoped, instead replayed with green, the colour of life.
It was as if the sudden outburst of never ending colors had banished the abyss that had surrounded him, consumed him,and there was no essence of time; only the presence of life that seemed to have clouded his senses.
And that was when he smelled the onions.
As he awaited the next phase, he smelled a certain smell. One of onions. He was scrambling through his head wondering why that smell was there. he then smelled an aroma of delicious flavors, he was dragged to the kitchen when... BLAMMMMMM.....
He was knocked unconscious. As he slowly regained consciousness he realized ogres had trapped him in the forest and were dangling him above onion soup, soon to become a delicious meal.
'I told ye to get out of me swamp!' The biggest ogre said to Harry Potter. He looked as him with terror and fear striking his inner soul as a flash back to the very color that caused him this pain. But the ogre was green, color of life, so why was there so much horror when one looked at it. He looked so vaguely familiar as well, but where has he seen that one ogre in particular before.
Just as the panic began to set in, a loud, ear piercing screech sounded in the distance. In the struggle to turn in the ropes that constricted his body, the roughness of the ropes caused enough friction to burn his skin, and he stopped moving.
His eyes met the ogre's, and in that moment he realized something. Those brown eyes weren't just any ogre's eyes. And then he knew.
It was Shrek, his lord and savior.
But then, out of nowhere a pterodactyl flew into the scene and in a matter of seconds Shrek was gone, the sound of his deep screams echoing in the endless void of green that was the forest.
His whole vision turned a dark shade of blue. He had just saw his lord taken away. He wriggled his way out, the rope tearing his skin and burning it, for he would do anything for his lord and savior. As he finally got out, he was greeted by scalding water, burning more of his skin and the deep scars being seared. He got out of the vat of boiling onion soup.
Then, he becomes Shrektonian the most powerful Shrek of all.
His skin turning into a evergrowing abundance of colors swirling depending on his mood. he sets off on his pet dragon Aragog to find Shrek.
As the dragon takes off into the night sky, Harry Potter can hear the cries of the other less important ogre fading beneath him. He flys higher and higher untill he is above the trees of the forest, Eagle eyes searching for his most beloved. He is about to head in a random direction when he hears an ogres faint cry to the far right of him. As he recognizes the voice to be one of his lord and savior, Shrek, his wounds burn with a fury. Blood red clouding his vision as he switches direction and follows the pained cry of his fallen leader.
As the feeling terror set  in, Harry Potter ran to his leader. Shrek's face had become a sickly shade of grey, his eyes seemed to be devoid of all life... of all joy... of all hope... the pain... his leader had fallen... he was sick.... he was dying....
In a last ditch attempt to heal his beloved leader, he pulled out his magic stick and shouted the only words he knew...
"EXPECTO PATRONUMMMMMM!"
And a violent burst of light exploded into the air, in the shape of a stag. In a swift motion, Harry Potters lord an savior had been revived. Harry Potters vision turns a shade of white, of purity and happiness. he and his lord were reunited.
Harry Potter walked up to his master and kissed his feet "My lord, what must I do?" "Stand up good lad and let me teach ye th' way of th' of the ogres"
Harry Potter watches as Shrek opens up a curtain into and endless world of color...