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Summery: Christopher Halliwell has lost everyone dear to him. He's on the run, trying to forget his passed, but at the same time hiding from the future. But when an old man comes poking his in where it doesn't belong, and forcing Chris into a school he does not want to be in, Chris' world is turned up-side-down. Will Chris be able to break through the darkness that threatens to suffocate him or will he let it consume him?...
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- Help Us! -
I linger in the doorway
Of alarm clocks screaming
Monsters calling my name
Let me stay
Where the wind will whisper to me
Where the raindrops
As there falling
Tell a story
In my field of paper flowers
And candy clouds of lullaby
I lie inside myself for hours
And watch my purple sky fly over me
Don't say I'm not in touch
With this rampant chaos
Your reality
I know well what lies beyond my sleeping refuge
The nightmare i built my own world to escape
Swallowed up in the sound of my screaming
Cannot stop fir the fear of silent nights
Oh how i long for the deep sleep dreaming
The goddess of imaginary light
Evanescence - Imaginary
Preface
There was a dark, damp cell. A girl with white blond shoulder length hair, which was matted with dirt, and blood, was chained to a wet rock wall. Two men stood facing her. One wore a hooded black cloak, and the other was pale white with red eyes behind slits. Voldmort held up his wand and pointed it at the girl; he looked over to the hooded figure, who nodded.
"Crucio" He said almost lazily.
The girl gave a blood curdling scream and writhed and thrashed in her rusty chains. The hooded figure held up his hand. The girl's screams ceased.
"Now tell me, where is Christopher Halliwell?" He said in a cold voice.
The girl, gasping for breath, said in a voice that was equally cold. "I don't know." She took another gasp of breath and a slight smirk appeared on her cracked lips. "And even if I did…I would ratherstick a very large pole up your ass before I ever told you!"
Voldemort hissed "You dare speak to the Source of all Evil like that! Crucio!"
The girl gave another blood curdling scream.
"Tom!" The Source snapped, over her screams.
Voldemort shifted his wand slightly to the right, stopping the curse. Walking up close to the girl, the Source lent in to whisper in her ear.
"You see that spirit? That spirit right here." He said, placing a hand over her heart. "I'm going to break it…and twist it…" He sneered. "Until there's nothing left…and I'm going to do it over and over again until I get what I want." Pulling back, he softly placed a hand on her cheek; the girl flinched from the touch, and patted it in an almost lovingly way. "So if you want to save your self all of that…why don't you tell me now?"
Glaring at him with enough hatred to put him six foot under, the girl spat in his face. Pulling away sharply, the Source snarled "So be it! I'll find my Brother whether you tell me willingly…or not"
And with that he strode out the cell with Voldmort right behind him.
And the girl was left there, silently crying and wishing for death to take her, in that damp dark cell…
A/N: Chapters will be longer
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