Disclaimer: Sadly, I do not own Harry Potter.

Voldemort wants Sirius Black on his side. Sirius may be on the run from the Dementor's Kiss and while he hides himself well, nobody can hide themselves from the Dark Lord. Will Sirius give in to the Death Eaters or suffer a most painful death? Warning: Contains torture.

Chapter 1

"Please," Sirius Black begged, reducing further into a sobbing mess as each curse struck his back. He screamed and writhed, but the chains holding his arms up hardly allowed for any movement that didn't hurt him even more. The Death Eaters behind him were cackling at his struggles and shouts. In front of him, Voldemort watched, occasionally throwing in a spell of his own.

"All of this can stop right now," the Dark Lord said over the noise. "You can surrender to me and you will never know this pain again."

"I will never - " Sirius choked mid-sentence, coughing up blood.

"You will never surrender to me? Why not?" Voldemort asked, taunting him. "Besides Dumbledore, Harry Potter, and a few others, the entire Wizarding World believes you already work for me. They've even gotten the Muggles to think you're a criminal. If I were to let you go, you would likely be found by the Ministry and given the Dementor's Kiss immediately. Or if you miraculously escaped from them, you would have to live your whole life in hiding. However, you could surrender to me, pledge your loyalty, and never worry about that again. I am going to kill Harry Potter, Dumbledore, and anyone who will not bow down to me. Sirius, you do not have to be one of them."

"I'd rather have the Dementor's Kiss than ever bow to you," he growled back. He didn't care if Voldemort made his torture more agonizing for it. Sirius would not give up on James and Lily or Remus and Harry or anyone else, especially if it meant becoming a Death Eater.

"Why are you doing this? To prove your bravery? Your loyalty, perhaps?" The Dark Lord questioned. "Loyalty to whom? The Potters? They're all dead now besides Harry. You didn't even know Harry until a year ago. You were in an Azkaban cell for most of his childhood. And who allowed that to happen? Who allowed you to rot in prison with a bunch of the Dementors without so much as a trial just in case you were innocent? Dumbledore, Remus Lupin, and all the others fighting with them. Are they who you want to prove your loyalty to? They left you all alone to relieve all of your worst memories and fears for twelve years and didn't bother to give you a chance to explain yourself."

Sirius wanted to retaliate, but he felt he didn't have the strength. Voldemort was saying what he had thought all those years, but none of it was really true. Everyone believed he was guilty; there was no reason for them not to have thought so. All the proof was there so there wasn't a need for a trial and if there was, it wouldn't have done anything to help him. All of the evidence pointed to Sirius. If it had been Remus instead of him, he likely would have done the same. Of course, he would've liked a chance to tell his story, but that wasn't enough to make him turn his back on everyone and everything he stood for.

"Not speaking are you?" All of the Death Eaters laughed with their leader. "Do you agree with what I'm saying?"

Expecting what would come next, Sirius grit his teeth and closed his eyes.

"I asked you a question. Do you agree with what I'm saying?" The Dark Lord repeated. "Do you? CRUCIO!"

Sirius yelled and squirmed against the chains as the pain fell over every inch of his body. Out of all the curses thrown at him, the Cruciatus was the worst and out of everyone who ever threw a curse at him, Voldemort was the strongest. When the curse was finally released, he gasped for breath and pleaded again.

"Please, stop! K-kill me," he begged, knowing that was his best option. He just hoped that something would make the Dark Lord have mercy on him and actually do it. "P-please."

"You want to die this soon?" Voldemort teased. "Pathetic. What would those friends of yours say if they could see you right now, if they could see how weak you are?"

"Just kill me!" Sirius cried and began to mumble nonsensically at his torturer.

"What was that, Sirius? I'm afraid I didn't understand. Could you repeat yourself?"

"Y-you've had me here for days," he stuttered. "M-maybe even a week or t-two. I haven't surrendered. And I won't. Please...just end it."

"Certainly," Voldemort smiled. "I do plan to kill you. I had hoped that you'd come to see that joining me would make your life a lot easier, but it seems that isn't possible. The only thing left is to kill you, but I believe you deserve to be punished first. What you are feeling right now is nothing compared to what you'll be feeling by the time I actually kill you."

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AN: There's my short first chapter. Thanks for reading! If you have the time, I would love to hear what you think in a review. More about how/when Sirius was kidnapped will be featured in the upcoming chapters!