Disclaimer: DER DE DER DER!!! You know I don't own HP and its characters (although I do wish I owned Draco!!). And if I did would I be writing this stuff??? NO! I would be rolling in the dough so therefore all this pretty much belongs to J.K.R. (except Jessica!!).
Prologue------------
The man in black inched closer and closer. I wasn't frightened. I had been preparing for this my whole life. It was my initiation into His cult. My family had been proud followers and I was next in line. He came closer and appeared in front of me with a branding iron. The hot metal seared the skin on my right arm. I winced a bit, then toughed it out and bit my lip. When the rod pulled away a spell was cast upon it. I looked down on at my arm and saw a skull with a serpent emitting from its mouth. I smiled a bit but looked up when He spoke.
"Jessica Crow, whom do you serve?" He asked.
"The Dark Lord." I replied.
"What is your objective?"
"To destroy those who cross His path… every single one." I said bearing my fangs.
"And?" he asked.
"And to bear loyal followers and/ or heirs, My Lord." I gritted through my teeth.
"Very well. Welcome to the Death Eater Circle."