I own none of the characters and the story line is all mine...
So, yea... Hi. This is my story that i began when i was depressed and wanted to vent some of my feelings, then i kinda just.. carried it on :) So read my little babble and then let me know what ya think :)
I'm not quite sure where this story is going, it just is. This probably aint the best way to write a story. But this is just a lil thing to vent and to occupy myself during the holidays :)
Hopelessness washed through his soul. /Why does it hurt so much/
He was sitting in his living room, curtains closed to ward off the light, old purple blanket wrapped around him staring into nothingness.
/Why? I don't understand/
For the last few days he had been feeling this great over whelming sense of sadness, loss and regret. He didn't understand where it was coming from all he knew was that he didn't want to open those curtains or come out from under the protective barrier of his favourite purple blanket.
/WHY/
/What's going on? I don't understand what I'm feeling/ He screamed in his mind as another wall of feelings crashed through him, dragging a lone tear down his flawless cheek.
/Damn! Pull yourself together man! You have no right to be like this/ Another lone tear slid slowly from his deep forest green eyes refusing to acknowledge his stubborn thoughts. Someone out there, heaven knows who, was in the process of a breaking heart. Who? That was the question but who ever is heart was shattering into a million pieces was being felt just as hard in this little dark flat.
/ARGH! Make it stop please, make it stop! I can't stand it anymore. / Fat scorching tears rolled in quick succession down the now tear stained face. Finally his death grip on the chair arms relaxed followed by his back and he gave into the racking sobs that had wanted to break free for the past few days. He had held out this long and exhaustion now weakened his resolve. He felt stupid for crying because the feelings didn't belong to him. He didn't know who they belonged to but who ever it was, at that moment they might as well of been the same person for they shared the same feelings of grief.
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Tortured sobs echoed through the hallways of an apartment block not too far from the dark living room. Anyone who was unlucky enough to come within hearing range felt the sadness in those sobs and felt like crying themselves, for no one should have to endure something terrible enough to induce such misery.
He couldn't think he could barely breathe. The only thing he was capable of was feeling. Feeling after feeling crashed through his ravaged body. Loss, sadness, anguish, hopelessness. Sob after tortured sob echoed around the walls, down the hallways out through the ventilation system out into the fresh air to be washed away on the breeze, faded to nothing.
One or two unfortunate souls to the hear sobs couldn't get the noise out of there heads. They ventured a little way towards their door to see if they had stopped. Once realising that the person behind the door still continued to voice their misery, they contemplated knocking the door down and ending their misery for them. By any means necessary
After what seemed like hours the sobs quietened, eventually turning to nothing.
Lying on the floor shaking with the after effects of such tortured emotions thoughts took over.
/Must get out. Can't stay. Must find him. Save him... myself... Save myself. Forget about them... Heal... Doctors?... Hospital? No, no hospital. Too risky. /
He lay there for a little while longer trying to gain enough energy to actually move. First he must get some fluid inside his dehydrated mangled body. Then he must get away, far away and hide. Once hidden and some where safe he MUST find him, he must find his linked being.
His survival depended on it, THIER survival depended on it!
Alone they would perish slowly, wasting away, not able to move, paralysed by misery and loss. Or be defensless against them, and that end was torturous and full of pain. Together they would survive. Live. Beating them like a breeze picks up a piece of paper.
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It was never ending, The pain the sorrow. THE TEARS!. The damn tears were the worst. He wasn't one of these guys that refused to cry, yea he cried. After years of battling with himself and others over crying he finally figured it really did help. But this was REDICULOUS. They never stopped, he could barely see because everything was just a great smudge of watery mess,He hadn't moved from under his purple blanket for almost a week. He hadn't the energy or the will power for that. His curtains remained closed, warding off the sun that insisted of being happy and chirpy and BRIGHT.
/Damn sun, typical. I feel the most miserable in my entire life and its fucking sunny/
Yea he was taking it out on the sun. He just didn't understand where all these feelings were coming from. It wasn't as if he had brocken up with the love of his life. He had no one TO fall in love with. He had distanced himself from everyone he once knew. No one knocked on his door and virtually never went out of it. If he did it was just to go to work or to go shopping. Even that didn't happen much.
No he wasn't depressed before you all start thinking that, he just liked being alone. For years he had been horded by fans, newspaper journalists, 'friends' and now he just enjoyed the peace and quiet of being alone. He was happy, content. And no he wasn't fooling himself into believing this either.
So when suddenly he found his door being blasted off its hinges he almost died. You know with his pain ravaged heart and the fact that no EVER came to his door. He just couldn't take it.
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Great heaving breathes could be heard in an alley way partnered by the sound of stumbling steps. He was exhausted! He had managed to drag himself off the floor and into the kitchen to get a drink of water. Out through his front door, virtually tumble down the fire escape steps then out into the small alley way. Every step was pure torture. He was just too weak. But he HAD to move.
/have to… must…. move…. Find/ Shuddering breathes distorting his sentence.
He reached the end of the alley way and propped himself heavily up against the corner of his apartment building. Dishevelled blonde hair fell over his left eye virtually masking his whole face. His right eye scanned the road nervously. He quickly evaluated the situation.
There weren't too many people walking along the pavements.
/Shit, I'll stick out like a sore thumb/
"Are you ok dear?"
Blonde hair flew around as he turned to face the voice. Eyes wide like a rabbit caught in head lights. His laboured breathing increased the pain subsided a little from the shock and panic of being approached.
"Hello? Are you alright dear? You look like your about to pass out." She cautiously took a step forward. Obviously used to working with flighty people/animals.
"Well you certainly look like you need a good few meals inside of you. Those clothes are practically falling off you.
She cooed as if talking to a spooked horse. Rambling nothing and everything in a soothing voice. Then he got a strong wiff of horses as she took another baby step forward her hand slowly coming forward baring the back of it.
"There there dear. I wont hurt you, look at me" She chuckled. "Treating you like one of my new colts. I do apologize, just when I see that look in an eye and with it being foaling season it just gets ingrained on my skull for a little while." She continued in a slow gentle voice. Obviously it was ingrained in her.
Though young she looked very wise for her years. You could see it in her eyes. She also looked very honest and kind. Not one to pass off an opportunity to help some one.
"I.. i'm f.. ine" He croaked. Rabbit eyes still in place. He looked like he would bolt at any second.
"Your as much fine as I am a man." She commented sternly. "and I distinctly know I'm no man."
"Please… I I'm fine. Ju..st a little tired"
"That you are my dear. Now I've just finished my shopping" She nodded towards her bags that had been put down a little way behind her. "So I m about to go home. And you my dear shall join me."
"NO!. I.. I mean no thank you." He started to back away down the alley. "I'm fine.. I just need to fi..i..ind some one."
"Dear you can barely stand. How do you expect to find someone in your condition?"
"I can do it." A slight show of his old arrogance and stature shone through at the challenge.
"hmmmm. Well I cant very well just leave you. My conscience shall play havock with my nerves. And I don't need my nerves shot when I'm dealing with my colts." She pondered for a little while. All the time keeping an eye on the waif infront of her.
"I I do not need your help lady. Please, I shall… be fine." He begged weakly. He could feel it. The pain returning and it felt like it had doubled. He couldn't breathe! Huge black dots swam in his vision. The lady who insisted on helping him came in and out of focus. Great rattling breathes were drawn into his lungs. It burned, he couldn't stand it any longer..
/o'gods I have to find him. I cant take it any longer/
That was the last coherent thought that passed through his mind before he felt an explosion of pain at the back of the head and then all was black.
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A tortured, Sob/moan? Echoed around the room.
/Did that just echo? aaaaa fuck, my head/
He tried to sit up and bring his left hand around to touch the back of his head. But what he found instead was the rattle of heavey chains.
/Fuck! I cant move. What the fuck! Where the hell am i/
He tried to prize his eyes open. O'god did it hurt like hell.
"Hello?" /ok, ow/
There was sudden movement from his left.
"Ah, I see you've finally graced us with your presence... Harry" His name spit out like poison.
"mMm" Harry grumbled. "who are you?"
"Ah, now that is for me to know and you to figure out." Said a silky reply from his right.
'Lucious?" He enquired/mumbled. The pain in his head and heart effecting his other abilities. Not to mention his mouth felt like cotton wool.
"Since when, may I ask mister Potter, were we on first name basis?"
"You do realise I flattened you 'master' a couple of years ago right?"
"The down fall of the dark lord, whilst tragic, is no longer mourned for. I have taken his place. And you are the only thing that will prevent me from over throwing everything. Well, you and your idiot of a soul being."
"huh? Soul mate?"
"ha, don't act all innocent mister Potter. Now tell me where they are! I am not afraid of using any means necessary."
"I have no idea what your talking about Lucious." He couldn't think properly. What the hell was Lucious going on about? Where is he? And to top it all off the pain and anguish was coming back and by the feel of it, it was coming back double what it was.
Harry's body convulsed with the shock waves of anguish. All the banter and being knocked out had numbed the pain and now it was back and he couldn't help it. Loud racking screams/sobs echoed around the chamber. And Harry just screamed And screamed.
/o'gods. No not here! Not now…… o'gods it hurts so much. Make it stop make it stop/
"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE YOU IDIOT! REALEASE YOUR CRURSES!"
"I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING SIR. THERE ARE NO CURSES ON HIM."
Both Lucious and the lackey had to shout to be heard over Harry's screams.
"HE MUSTN'T HAVE FOUND HIS SOUL BEING!" It dawned on him suddenly. He wasn't quite sure if this was a good thing or a bad thing. They both bolted out the door to the quiet of the corridors.
"This means that they were both trying to find each other. It may be easier to release Harry and just track him until they both unite." Pacing back and forth.
"Yes" He stopped abruptly. "knock him out and put him back in his box he calls a home and then keep and eye on him at all times! Do I make myself clear!" He practically growled.
"Crystal sir" And the lack bolted back into the chamber, Harry's tortured screams leaked out instantly when the door was opened. Then silence as the lackey knocked him out. Lucious swiftly exited down the hall way.
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So once i figure out how to put up chapters and such i shall update for you, i already have half the next chapter in my note book so it shouldnt take long... R&R :)
