A/N
This is a sequel to Meet Voldie, Potter, but you don't have to read it first. They are going to be some-what related, so you might want to. Please read and review, it means the world to me. I would like to here about the ways I can improve, and what you like about this. My goal is at least five. Thank you, and enjoy!
After Voldie
A FanFiction by Food
Sequel to Meet Voldie, Potter
Humor/Humor
Chapter One:
Welcome to the Underworld
Voldemort awoke in a dark place. He clambered to his feet, and looked around for some source of light. Finally, He croaked…
"Where am I?"
The whole room lit up, and fire blasted from the perimeter. A man's face appeared in fine mist above Moldy's head. He looked up in order to see him.
"Welcome to the Underworld!!! Mwahahahahahahahahaha--ahem oh darn it, I unplugged the projector!" bellowed the man's face before it cracked, sizzled, and finally disappeared.
A fat man walked out of a rather large boulder. He had a hard face, with slit eyes and a mouth set in a grim line. He was round, but far from jolly. Oh, no, he had the look of a battle-worn soldier ready to strike. Voldemort cowered behind a nice, big boulder.
"Musclelaco!" he whispered. At least he still had he wand.
He came out from behind the boulder. The results were amazing. He had a flesh-toned skin color, can you believe that? Oldie also had huge muscles, powerful weapons, a six-pack, and, of course, a winning smile. If there was a piece of wood, he'd break it. If there was a piece of metal, he would bend it and shape it and sell it on E-Bay. If there was an obstacle, he would destroy it. If there was a hamburger, he would eat it. He hadn't had lunch yet.
"Dude, your totally, like, AWE-some! Totally tricked out!" Random Skater Dude said.
"Who are you?" Voldemort said in a high-pitched little girl voice (the spell had side effects).
"Ah, that is the question to be answered, young one." he replied.
A/N
Cliffie! In my story, Voldemort should be around sixty-eight.
