This is my first fanfic. Basically Voldemort is back during the war with Gaea. Read if interested. And if you do, please review!
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Harry Potter or PJATO. JK Rowling and Riordan do.
DING! The silver and black elevator doors opened to reveal the pale man within. He had not shown any emotion for 19 years but he now had the faintest of smirks on his face. In fact, he had not even breathed in 19 years. . .
But incredibly, he did so now, and his eyes, his horrible, red eyes which had never shown more life, not even when he was living. He felt his face, which was more fitting on a snake than a man. He breathed once more his and slit-like nostrils widened, which was weird since he didn't even have a proper nose. He breathed in the damp English air. He looked around. There wasn't anyone near for a mile or so. He was on a cliff. And the cliff was overlooking a sea. And on the sea was an island.
The man showed another emotion. Shock. No it couldn't be… But incredibly it was that very island which he had chosen to associate with his childhood, the very island he had warded and the very island which had once held one of his greatest secrets…
He looked behind. The doors were gone but there was still a clearly visible hole in the ground. He did not dare look to see where the hole would lead. He had just come from that damned place and he had no wish whatsoever to return. If all went well he would never return! Death was his foe. And he was back to conquer it…
He had been foolish the last time, he had underestimated his enemies and had paid the price. He would not do so this time around. The Earth Mother had told him to aid her in exchange for his life. He had readily grabbed the offer but the Earth Mother was doing the same thing he had done. She had become cocky. She had reason to do so but he could not commit himself to her side yet. He had to wait and see how things would play out. He had been impatient before. It would not happen again.
He felt his robes and found what he was looking for. The Earth Mother did indeed fulfil her promise. There was that warmth he could feel emanating from the object. He would have loved it if the stick were to be made of elder but he was satisfied with the yew. He muttered some barely intelligible words. "Lumos!" The tip of the wand revealed a harsh green light. He had waited for nearly two decades for this! And he would wait for a year more if need be. He vowed to himself to never make the mistakes he had once did.
He moved towards the edge of the cliff and stared at the island. And then he jumped. But his memory and skills were as sharp as ever and he was soon flying.
This sight had once lead to much death and destruction and would do so again. And again. And again. Until there was none left to see it.
He laughed. Genuinely. He had forgotten how long it had been se had really laughed out of glee.
Gaea was a fool! To think that He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named would ever willingly follow anyone. Ha! He was his own master and soon he would be the master of Death himself! But he had procrastinated long enough. He would lay low now. He would get more power. And then…
"Morsmordre!" The Dark Mark appeared on the stormy skies. It would rise again.
The ultimate cheater of Death had returned. The Dark Lord was back. The world would know Lord Voldemort again.. .
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