Chapter 2: Dark Magic Ritual
Little Hangleton – Riddle House
The house in the corner of Little Hangleton was rundown and gloomy, even the darkest night seems bright compared to the feeling the house gave off. The everlasting candles that burned everywhere in the house did not seem to be able to drive off the darkness and the cold that permeated its walls.
Inside the large dining hall there was a meeting being held, the man at the head of the table did not look human, his eyes were red with his pupils being in slits like a snake, pale skin with blue veins visible through it, and nose that was similar to the slits of a snake. He was the dark lord that all feared, the one that had subdued death itself, he was Voldemort. He looked at his followers and questioned, "Did you bring the children?"
There was deathly silence in the room, some death eaters shivered, though it was uncertain if it was due to the weather or the pressure the man at the head of the table was giving off.
"The mission was successful, my lord. However, there were some complications." Said one of the death eaters.
"And what were they? Never mind, it is better for me to see it myself, come here Rockwood," commanded Voldemort.
"Please my lord, it was not me who messed up your plans___ I," Augustus Rockwood said.
"Crucio!" the dark lord cursed the man before telling him, "I did not ask you a question Rockwood, now come here!"
Shivering from the pain that was still lingering, the death eater, Augustus Rockwood, made his way to the dark lord and kneeled in front of him. Voldemort pointed his wand at his follower's temple and muttered, "Legilimens" and started going through Augustus memories without care for the damage it might do to him.
"I see, the bones family do live up to their name, a pity they refused to bend to my will, no matter, Bellatrix! Even if you wanted to have fun with the man, you should have done it before carrying out my orders, I will let this go for the years of loyalty you have shown me, there won't be a next time," said Voldemort, some death eaters looked a bit surprised, it was rare for the dark lord to praise his enemies.
"Thank you, my lord," replied Bellatrix, who with all her craziness acted like an obedient little girl in front of him.
"Synde, you and your wife will take the boy to the experimentation site in Albania and wait for my arrival, Lucius, I expect you to send the remaining magical creatures by tomorrow." Said the dark lord, the respective receivers of the command nodded in confirmation.
"On the other hand, Severus, the prophecy you told me intrigues me, keep an eye on the order of the phoenix, tell me if there are any children born to them," commanded the dark lord.
"Currently there are three families that is expecting to give birth, my lord, the Potters, the Longbottoms and the Weasleys. However, if we factor the time indicated by the prophesy, I suspect our target should be either the Potters, or the Longbottoms," said Severus Snape.
"Very good, you have done well, Severus. All of you try to get me the location of both families, both of them are hidden by me old friend Dumbledore, so target those that know them. I expect results soon!" said Voldemort.
" " " " As you command, my lord." " " "
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Experimental site - Albania
Kenneth Bones was having a long dream, he dreamt that he lived a life if an unfortunate man named Jason Webb, he lived a life of an orphan and was a self-made man, a man who craved for familial affection but was never blessed with it, a man who worked hard as boxer and earned a living, a man who was finally going to create his own family and at the peak of his career but was ripped from his happiness due to a sporting injury that left half of his body disable, a man who did his best to fight depression and to get back on his feet and a man who died because of some thugs because he was an easy target to rob. Just before he died, he cursed his unfortunate life, no matter how much work he put into making it better, something always hit him in the worst ways. He was elated when he was born again into a complete family, he was finally going to experience what he craved for. Not only he had grandparents, parents, aunt and uncles, he also had an older sister. When he was born, he did not cry due to any pain, but due to the happiness he was experiencing, for once, he felt that the world did something right for him.
However, that only lasted a moment, the moment he found out which family and which world he was born to, he felt his world turn up-side-down again. The world was playing a cruel joke on him. From then on, Kenneth could only shed tears in silence. He was forced to watch his sister happily showed him her dance practices, he was forced to watch his grandparents was trying to make him laugh, he forced to watch his parents argue about which milk was best to feed him. He could only shed silent tears, he knew what was coming for his entire family, and as a baby, there was absolutely nothing he could do, even when he was paralyzed in his previous life, he did not feel so useless and helpless. His only comfort was that at least he would be following after them.
Kenneth opened his eyes and the first thought that came to his mind was, "It was not a dream." He experienced a massive soreness coming from his body, he just chucked it to the huge amount of magic he discharged from his body before he fainted, he was also hungry, but he didn't care as he knew he would die soon. It took him a moment to make out where he was because everything around him was too bizarre. Kenneth was in an empty cylindrical glass tank, there were multiple glass tanks surrounding his, most of them looked like it was filled with blood, a few contained body parts of animals, he nearly pukes when he saw when he saw different parts of humanoid creatures, including humans. There was one tank that was out of place, it contained what looked like motes of white light floating about aimlessly. All the tanks were connected to his through tubes. He also noticed that there were no windows in the room and concluded that they were underground.
There were two people in the room wearing skull masks, the more he looked at the more he felt anger bubbling inside him. Even though the world had given him a second chance, these people were the ones to take it from him.
"Is everything ready?" a man apparated into the room. Kenneth did not need anyone to tell him who this hideous man was, he knew in an instant that this was Voldemort. The more Kenneth looked at him, the more disgusted and angrier he felt. How could someone so deranged exist? Someone who reaped the lives of innocent like they were nothing compared to him. Someone who, not only twisted his own soul but sacrifice souls of others for the sake of living longer.
When Kenneth's rage boiled due to this man and his followers, he thought, "If I ever li__" Kenneth stopped his thought midway because he knew it was likely he would not be able to survive. Instead, he thought to himself, "Bring. It. on." He wanted to survive, so that he could make Voldemort and his followers pay in the most painful way possible.
"Everything is as you commanded, my lord," said the one of the death eaters.
"Very good, now leave me, I will start the ritual on 47," the dark lord commanded.
After his followers left, the dark lord started placing wards around the place before taking a look at the baby. Kenneth knew Voldemort could read minds, but he didn't care, it was not like he could fight him anyway, but he also knew Voldemort wouldn't even care to look into the memories of a baby. The dark lord gave Kenneth a creepy smile and started gloating of his brilliance as thought the baby could comprehend him.
"I wonder if you parents knew what I am about to do, would they roll in their graves? But how can they comprehend what I am trying to accomplish, those idiots under Dumbledore would never understand. Compared to certain magical creatures, the magic in wizards and witches is weak. I will create a new breed of humans that are equal, if not, stronger than anything anyone else have ever seen! Imagine what sort of power would be available if all the magical qualities of magical creatures existed in a wizard? If this experiment is successful, I will repeat it and you, 47, will be sacrificed to make me stronger. Then I'll finally be able to take down that old fool Dumbledore. Well, of course it's more likely you will just instantly explode after trying to integrate with everything here, just like the other 46 subjects. But no matter, there are plenty of wizards and witches available for my experiments. You just need to know you will be sacrificed for the greater good," chuckled creepily as the dark lord spoke of his obsession.
Voldemort pointed his wand at Kenneth and started chanting:
"Devorabuntur omnes sanguines, ut congregentur in unum."
[All bloodlines shall be devoured, to combine into one.]
"Animae omnium immolabuntur ad unum forties."
[Souls of all shall be sacrificed to make a single, stronger.]
"transibit per ignem vetus et nova creabitur."
[The old shall pass through fire and the new will be created.]
"corpus ametur magica, anima accipitur a mundo, mens ad videndum omnia."
[body to be loved by magic, soul to be accepted by the world, mind to see all things]
"Fortior omnibus, nulli respondet."
[Stronger than all, answering to none.]
Six strange symbols started to appear in front of Kenneth, each started to forcefully dig into his skin, one on his forehead, one over his heart, and one on each of his limbs. Even though Kenneth was ready, he still screamed. He only heard Voldemort laugh and says, "we are only getting started!"
He waved his wand and all the content in the other tanks turned into liquid and started flooding Kenneth's tank. The moment the mixture touched his skin, it started to be devourer by Kenneth through the symbols that was embedded into him. Before the pain knocked him out, he heard the dark lord say, "Oh? how interesting."
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