In the West...
A child, about six or seven years old, quite small, lay in an overly large bed. Here was one of the rare kind of disgusting brat that actually slept through the night. Perfect for the cause. I crept through the window, tranquilized the oblivious human-spawn just in case, then grabbed the little worm and ran for the car.
A few hours later...
I was returning home from dropping off the pathetic excuse for a human and collecting payment, and I heard something that scared me. Not one set of footsteps, not two, but five. So much for avoiding being seen. I dove into some overgrown bushes and tried to hide.
"We know yer there ya kid-snatchin scum, come out so we can do this easy like."
What? They know! Damn muggles and their cameras.
"All ya need to do is tell us where the kid is and we might not kill ya."
No thanks. I was about to retire anyways. In a swift and nearly silent movement, I ripped open a pouch on my shoulder with my teeth, releasing a cloud of potion-based gas. I never asked what it was, but it quickly spread, then burst into a massive fireball, and all I saw was flame before my vision went dark and I knew no more.
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I woke up, and I felt really bad. Why did my head hurt?
"Good. You are awake," a voice oozed from above where I was laying on the floor. "You have been a naughty child."
"Where am I, what did I do wrong?" I asked the darkness. Why couldn't I see?
"You are broken," the voice spoke once more. "I will fix you. Speak no more."
I suddenly found myself able to see again, but unable to make any sound. I was on a round platform with a hole in the middle, where a large swimming pool was filled with a shimmering, glowing, thick fluid that was somehow light and dark at the same time. Everything in the room but the fluid was blank white, and I couldnt turn to see the face of the voice behind me.
So quickly I didnt expect it, my tiny seven year old self was slammed face down to the floor, and something sharp was slammed into my neck. All I could feel was pressure of a fluid being pushed into me, and I was burning, burning, burning from the inside out, a tearing sound coming from my back, then everything stopped. However many minutes of sensory deprivation later, a deep feeling of emptiness and a freezing chill came over me, and I blacked out.