This is pure epicness here people.
Chapter One~
The Transformation of Lord Voldemort
Lord Voldemort, the most evil ruler of serpents and all the creepy things that hide in the dark, was sitting on his throne plotting about how to kill Harry Potter. Harry Potter of course could not have possibly knew this as he was a thousand miles away sitting on a chair enjoying some chips but then again he was connected to Lord Voldemort via his scar. His scar tingled and Harry immediately slapped his hand over his forehead.
"It can't be," he murmured, the chip bag dropping onto the ground.
"What can't be?" inquired Ron.
"Lord Voldemort is back." He looked up at Ron. "He's back."
"Bloody hell I thought you killed him!" Ron began to pace back and forth around the room. "What should we do? Hermione should know. Where the bloody hell is Hermione!"
The boy who lived just stared up into space. He just couldn't believe it. Who revived Lord Voldemort?
Back to Lord Voldemort, still sitting on his throne, laughed evilly. He had found the perfect evil plan to kill Harry Potter with.
"Kristy I call you forth!" Lord Voldemort commanded in a slithery voice.
"Yes?"
A girl appeared. The girl looked like a reaper. She had a hood which covered most of her concealing many things. A tuft of auburn hair could be seen flowing out of the hood. She then lifted her hood back revealing mismatched eyes- one blue and one green.
"Stop plotting on killing Harry Potter," Kristy said. "It's creepy and only pedophiles do that."
Lord Voldemort's slitted red eyes glared at the young girl. "Is that so?"
Kristy held his gaze without wavering. Finally the dark lord looked down to his magically revived pet, Nagini.
"I want to split my soul into eight pieces," he said.
Kristy let out a maniacal laugh. "Then it shall be. Be warn of the consequences of this though."
"I desire power." the dark lord said. "To get this power, I will not hesitate even if my soul rips apart."
The reaper stopped laughing and once again her face turned stony and emotionless. "Then come with me."
Lord Voldemort grinned. He was extremely happy. A thousand miles away, the boy who lived was in a grumpy mood due to his weekend Lord Voldemort just ruined.