My left arm began to burn when I had finished packing.

I quickly closed my trunk and bolted out of my room and down the stairs.

Several adults I had grown up with were apparating into the room silently, the dark misty clouds quickly disappearing. They gave me a small nod before kneeling on the ground.

I quickly followed their motion, and then dropped my head down to my knees. I pounded down the excitement trying to bubble over inside of me. Now was not the time to act like a regular teenage girl.

And I never have, probably never will.

Our Lord tapped her wand once on her chair and everyone began to recite the oath again.

Everyone but me.

I almost began to squirm. I was completely ready for this life, to fully commit myself to the will of my Lord. She has never made a mistake, or let anyone die. Not only that, but she is my mother, and their is no wrong in following her. I wanted nothing more than to please her. To fulfill the calling she had for me, to get the revenge of my father. The one who should be ruling the Earth now.

I have never known him, but I felt like I knew all I needed to. It was enough that I wished he were here, doing the job he had intended to be doing.

All of the others rose to their feet, and I raised my head. Our Lord slowly scanned her eyes over us, as if willing us to confess now anything wrong we may have done. Anything dangerous. I always felt that she already knew everything; I just wanted to know why I felt that way.

Her eyes locked on Douglas. Her movement was almost a blur as she flicked her wand toward him, a red spark coming from its tip. Immediately, he was on the ground, writhing in pain.

I remained still, and so did everyone else. Questions may have been ringing through our heads on what he may have done, but that wasn't allowed. We weren't aloud to speak against punishment either.

"Next time be more aware of what you're saying," Our Lord's voice rang across the room.

"Yes, Lord," Douglas was now standing again, the dull remains of pain still etched into his features.

I remembered when I had had that punishment, every time I've had it. It was a painful reminder of what not to do again, and it works.

Our Lord's eyes finished scanning over us and she motioned for me to come forward.

I did as directed, and I stood still just slightly ahead of our Lord's direct left.

Our Lord spoke to everyone. "Sephora will be joining us at the end of October. All of you will be here for the induction. Because of problems of getting her off of Hogwarts school grounds, it will be in the Forbidden Forrest. Any problems with that?" As usual, there were no objections. "Sephora, you may leave."

I gave a bow and then headed up to my room. I couldn't wait to be inducted and finally be there for a whole meeting, to officially know every plan, every step of action.

I almost crept outside to hear what they were saying, but then the painful memory of doing so came back to me.

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Note: This is just a prologue. The POV changes for most of the rest of the story!

Also: Please bear with me though the next two chapters! There's a lot going on and only so much that I can reval to you right now. I promise that things will make sence in it's own due time!