Death's the Beginning

I was screaming, I knew I was dying and there was nothing to bring me back. The Potter boy destroyed all of the horcruxes I've made to come back. I saw my body fall to the floor like a sack of potatoes. I stared at it in horror that I am dead, dead forever. Before I could even have time to coop with the idea that I was standing next to my own body, I was suddenly thrust into the air. I was going so fast that I could no longer see the school anymore and then I was flying.

I was flying over the ocean with lighting speed. I was scared, all the old beliefs came into mind when I was a child raised in a Catholic Orphanage in London. I've been an atheist for a very long time since I've never seen the afterlife when I died the first time when it was temporary. Now I'm going to be permanently dead, I had the feeling I was going to burn in the darkest pit of Hell for my deeds.

For a long while I saw nothing but ocean for what seemed like a long time. I was thinking this might be my punishment but, then this seemed to light of a punishment. I've read Dante's Inferno before, flying endlessly would be better suited for adulterers and lustful lovers. I've lusted before but, I was more interested in killing people. I should be in the seventh circle for my need of blood shedding. My question was answered when I saw land and I was surprised by what I saw. I saw the Statue of Liberty, I was flying to America.

I flew past the city, seeing a blur of lights in the city that never sleeps then everything was black. I was glad the moon was out, I could see the land below me in the faint moonlight. I've always wanted to see America even before I was told I was a wizard. I would dream about running away from the Orphanage and hitch on a boat to the land of opportunity. What stopped me from going was I've heard that Americans don't take kindly to foreigners. In my time it was hostile even in the muggle world.

I flew over great plains, fields, forests, even a couple of towns at great speed. It was when I got to a place called ChickenTown, Minnesota I noticed I was slowing down a little bit but, not much. I saw in the distance was something like an old building. The closer I came to it the more I noticed what it was, it was a lighthouse. Why was there a lighthouse in the middle of Minnesota, were there was no bodies of water any were? I know I should be use to the wizarding world were everything unusual is normal. It's just in the wizarding world we try to look 'normal' for the muggles around us.

Once I was inside the lighthouse, I felt like I was going to faint. It felt like an eternity that I flew just across the ocean to most of the States. I closed my eyes just to get my thoughts together when I smelt the ocean. The ocean? I opened my eyes to see before me in the lighthouse was the sea itself. Before I could take in the idea of an ocean in Minnesota I was thrust into the open air. I was falling into the mysterious ocean. Maybe this was my real punishment, to drown forever and to never die. I splashed into the water, the current was taking me up to the surface. I could finally breathe, I looked around me to see if there was an island or a boat. Just a place to be out of the water I had the feeling it wasn't safe to be in.

My prayers were answered when a hand grabbed the collar of my robes. I was plopt onto the boat like a fish out of water. As I was about to thank my rescuers, I froze in fear at the site of them. There were three of them. One was a man with a tattoo of an X across his face, the man next to him had insects going in and out of his face, he was in every respect a walking corpse. The last one was the most horrifying even for me the Dark Lord. He was six foot tall in dark navy robes. He wore some kind of shield over half his face that was filled with liquid, to make it worse there were yellow things floating in the clear liquid. The man's mouth was sewed shut and the whites of his eyes were actually black but his irises were a light blue almost to the point of white.

"Who are you?" said the tall man. "I'm-I'm Lord Voldemort and than-thank you for saving me." I stammered. The trio just laughed at me as if I just made I joke I didn't know about. "Is something funny?" I asked

"Yeah" said the man with the X. "You, Lord? Unless The Lord of Midnight has a cousin, I don't believe you're royalty."

"Lord Of Midnight?" The tall man stepped forward to me, his hand outstretched to me. "I'm Christopher Carrion, I'm the Lord Of Midnight." Once he put his hand on my forehead everything went to darkness.