This is one of my first fics. So be kind. Good Duckies.
Disclaimer: I DON"T OWN SHIT. 'Cept the plot. Dats mine.
Harry Potter, now known better as Alexander Marvolo Riddle, stood in front of his father Lord Voldemort on his deathbed, or rather floor.
"It's the end Father you have trained me well, but I will rule from now on and all will respect me!" Alexander brought the poison bathed dagger into his Father's neck, knowing the chemically enhanced knife would kill instantly. Even though Alexander needed to be rid of this Father, he still respected the man enough to not kill him with something so simple as a killing curse. The feared Dark Lord was calm, nearly humble in his son killing him. He knew it was going to happen.
FLASHBACK STARTING
Godric Hollow was a horrid place for the son of a Dark Lord to be held up in. Tom Riddle had just be rid of the Potter family. He did feel quite bad for his little Lily though. The gorgeous elf demon hybrid she was. Muggle born you thought? No just a facade to protect her line. Ah, his Alexander. Disgusting name Harry was. he could hardly believe that Lily allowed that Potter to name HIS son. If he hadn't just killed her, he would do it for that.
'THEY GLAMOURED MY SON?!' Tom had noticed the unmistakable grossly messy hair and dull grassy eyes. This is not what his son would look like.
"Annullare" His son was beautiful.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 11 YEARS LATER.
"Father, one day I will make a person mine. Like a house elf but a person. A very beautiful one to do whatever I want with" Alexander was sitting with a book in his hands as his father was sipping his tea and reading the Daily Prophet.
"That is called a slave my dear Alex. You can have one when you turn 16. Be looking for the boy or girl you want until then my child."
"Alright Father! Thank you!" Alex seemed to bounce in his chair slightly. "I already know which one I want, but that's a secret."
"You're supposed to tell me secrets Alex." The Dark Lord looked at his son in a reproachful way, but just got a look of psychotic happiness back.
"I'll tell you this one Father. One day, I'll kill you. And then I'll rule! Oh, and I know you have horcruxes, but I also know Mr. Longbottom chosen one will be hunting them down and dad, I could kill you without a second thought. But I do need to let the death eaters learn to respect me as a Master and not just Master's pet first."
This was the first time the Dark Lord had ever been scared. He felt quite ashamed that it was from an 11 year old, but no one except him and some death eaters had felt the wrath of this little boy. It was then Tom Riddle became afraid of his son. And it was then that he knew his death would come. Starting that day, Tom taught Alex everything he would need to succeed his Father after he murdered him.
