Compound Blackbird

Chp1: Blackbird Singing.

Summary: Remus is handed over to a ministry compound for dark creatures the summer going into 4th year. What he learns there will change his life,and his veiw on his affliction and what his friends uncover will change their perspective.

A/N: alright first off, this is sort of a song fic, or at least I was inspired by the Beatles song "blackbird" (hope that's the title?) this starts off in the summer going into 3rd year in MWPP era. Remus centered. R&R.

Kanaloas Wrath

Remus looked over the railing of the ship, sighing as he heard the waves slowly crash on the haul. He closed his eyes breathing in the clean salt air. Had the situation been any different he might have felt in awe of the vast sea, or relaxed by the gentle rocking of the ship, this was after all the first time he had left London since he was 5. But now was not the time to be relaxed. Remus gritted his teeth in frustration. No now was not the time, for as his mind reeled the boat was growing slowly closer to the werewolf 'community' that would be his home for the rest of his childhood. Remus began to think of what led him to this fate as the seagulls circled overhead, feathers blackened by the night. "If only I could fly away from here" thought a small part of Remus, the part of him that was still just a thirteen-year-old boy. Remus sighed as he thought of his parents, the reason he was bound for his prison. His father had been a religious man before he was bitten. He had only been five. He remembered going to church every Sunday before it happened, staring up in awe at the stained glass windows, watching in wonder as light filtered through the dove shaped golden glass. But that changed with the bite. His father became obsessed with "expelling the demons in him" he had tried everything from having a priest perform an exorcism to the most painful and deluded of ideas- pouring silver dust in every wound sustained during the full moon. With that last painful venture his mother could take no more, rather than watch him suffer the insanity of his father she turned him into the ministry saying she could no longer care for him. She had meant well, she really had, she had thought it was better this way. She was wrong. The ministry did not send ark creatures to orphanages, they sent them to places like the 'community' The 'community' was a cement building isolated on Blackbird island off the coast of Ireland. Its tall form stood cold and foreboding in the center of the island surrounded by barbed wire. Remus grabbed his bag and looked warily around as the ship began to dock. There were other people there, all ranging from 6 to 21. He noticed immediately a tall boy standing about 6'1 of about 16 with thick brown hair that fell in loose curls. Pieces of loose curls fell into his eyes and accentuated his dark eyes that held the animalistic golden quality of most wolves. What really made him stand out although wasn't his height but the four black-clad guards surrounding him and the handcuffs on his wrists. Each guard was identified by a silver medal pinned to their black jackets. Each medal held a professional looking symbol engraved into the shining metal. Remus cringed in memory of the sting of silver, but kept a straight face as he slowly continued to gather his things. The tall boy walked past him, looking defiant with his escort of guards around him, but Remus' wolven senses picked up the sent of pain. Remus stood to exit the boat soon after the boy passed, taking care not to make eye contact with the gaurds as he desende the ramp.

As Remus' feet hit the dirt a gun was held up to his chest on one side and a wand on the other and his bag was searched. The guard irreverently pulled out his meager belongings coming up with a pocket calendar, a charms textbook and his registration papers. The guards took the papers and stormed off to the next child getting off the boat. Remus had only walked a few more feet when another guard stopped him. This guard simply pulled back his worn dark red cloak and proceeded to stick a needle in his shoulder. Remus clenched his teeth as the guard finished the process leaving a small tattoo of a crescent moon curved around the number 13 embedded in his shoulder blade. Remus was shoved along to the next stop and looked over his shoulder as the guard proceeded to do the same to a young girl. The only thing that differed from one tattoo to another was the number. Remus was searched several more times, his name asked only once by a guard to confirm something that wasn't explained in the paper work.

Remus was led by yet another guard to a large room inside the compound where he felt several eyes turn toward him. The room was packed full of guards and other people, most of which Remus assumed were cursed much like himself. A muscular man who looked to be in his late 30's stepped onto a large platform at the front of the room. He cleared his throat and proceeded to speak to the gathering before him. "the rules of compound blackbird are simple." He said in a loud unfeeling voice. "you are not human, you will remember this." Remus smiled bitterly, how could any of the children here forget? He thought. "you are not human and you will not expect to be treated like one. You will be exterminated or punished accordingly for failure to recognize the authority of the guards, forgetting your place, or for behaving aggressively or rebelliously." "That is all." The man stepped down form the plat form and a voice was heard over a loud speaker. "Would each inmate please proceed to the platform in an orderly manner and state their age and identification number." Remus watched as people were prodded onto the platform by guards and slowly stated their age and number. When a girl a little older looking than Remus stepped up he saw an additional number tattooed on her forearm. "must be a transfer" he thought to himself. She nervously pulled on an auburn ponytail and began to state her information. "Age 14, compound Pleiades identification number 295 compound Blackbird identification number 17." Remus went back to dully staring at his feet until the older boy from before stepped up on stage. His dark eyes flashed dangerously at the guards that followed him onto the platform. "Age 16, Research Facility Compound Fenris identification 564 compound blackbird identification number 14." Remus expected the words to stop there but the boy didn't stop speaking. "Name: Scott Daniel Karda." The guards promptly pulled him off the platform and the next person was ushered onto it. It seemed compound blackbird was in for some trouble thought Remus, not all that enthusiastically. When dealing with werewolves people tended to punish the many for the mistakes of the few. It wasn't long before Remus was called on stage. He stated his age and number dully and walked off. He had only one number, as he was one of the few werewolves that had not been previously registered, therefore making the newly constructed compound their first experience in such matters. Remus' golden green eyes took one last glance at the gathering behind him as he was escorted away from the mass of people and towards the dormitories. The dormitories were small rooms, more like cells, with an open, bared wall in front, containing two beds and a sink. The walls were reinforced steel and the doors were all bolted with silver. There was a common bathroom were the toilets and sinks were, all the rooms connected to it through a gap in the wall. Remus noticed that even that could be blocked off. A silver plated metal slab could be lowered to block off all entrances to it. Remus sighed, why was he surprised? Had he really expected more?

Remus threw his bag down on the floor with a sigh and tried feudally to think of anything but where he was, he chuckled softly when he thought of all those guards surrounding one handcuffed teenage werewolf, what was his name? Scott? 'That right' Remus, he thought, 'keep the humor up, no need to sink into a depression over something like this, what would Sirius say? After all you've been through worse.' 'And besides' Remus smirked 'look at the wonderful accommodations they have supplied, I have yet to see even 1 rat.' Remus was jerked out of his thoughts when the loud slam of the cell door resonated in his sensitive ears, temporarily deafening him, he looked up as the guards threw the large form of none other than Scott onto the hard metal floor. Apparently this was to be his roommate "you sure made friends fast" Remus stated matter-of-factly to Scott, motioning his head to the retreating backs of the guards. Scott didn't respond, he simply picked himself up and walk over to the nearest bed and lay down stiffly. "what's your name?" he finally said in a rough voice after several moments of silence. "Remus Lupin, and from your display on stage I gather you are Scott." "call me Karda" Scott responded in a weary tone. "Alright...Karda, what was with the guards on the ship over to this rock?" Remus questioned. "I was transferred from Fenris because of 'disciplinary' reasons, I guess they were nervous, not like I could do much in silver cuffs, but its nice to know I can make them squirm" Remus looked to Karda's wrists, noticing the red burns begging to form where the handcuffs had touched his skin. Karda continued slowly, and Remus' canine hearing began to pick up his roommates ragged breathing. "listen kid, I may not be in here when you wake up" Remus didn't have time to question his roommates odd confession because Karda dived right in again. "just dont let them ever treat you like you not human, I don't care what you think you are kid, don't let then treat you like an animal, you have a name, your just as human as they are, probably more so.." Karda chuckled bitterly, but it came out in cracked gasps that sounded more like the caws of a scavenger than a display of any mirth. Remus found himself admiring, this boy, this Karda, that he barely knew, he didn't know what to make of Karda's words. And Karda did not speak farther, instead flipping over so his back was to Remus. Remus was lulled to sleep that night by Kardas ragged breath, and troubled in his dreams by the older boys words...