Chapter 3- Ruined Lives

A bloodied and bruised ten-year-old Tiberius Partas was laying motionless on the frozen tundra, his bare chest body facing upwards as it slowly began to turn blue and freeze, blood dribbled out from his mouth as it dripped down from his forehead mixing into his right eye blinding it slightly, his body felt numb from the cold ice and winds, his left eye seemingly managed to look down where he soon found a spear impaled through his stomach, blood pumping out from the wound as the campsite where his tribe lived at was burning to the ground.

The only thing on his mind right about now was if he was cursed by fate to have a terrible life, first the slavery by the Dursleys and now this, no matter what happiness that Tiberius seems to find, fate just seems to take it away, now once again he was all alone and it was all thanks to northern tribes who had sided with strangers carrying a flag with a bird on it.

Tiberius Partas was currently heading back to the tribe with his hunting partner Esdeath, they had hunted down two adult Gindel's that would feed the tribe tonight as many of the more skilled hunters had set to hunter Megalodons, Tiberius would always think about the day he joined the Partas clan and would always smile at the decision he made

Whilst he didn't have many friends within the clan as many of the other children believed he was too weak to live their way of life due to being skinny as well as what many would call and outsider if he was honest the only reason Esdeath was his friend was because Venelana was the one to introduce the two together.

However, Tiberius had no care about friendship nor did he really know what it was as no one had wanted to be his friend before, he didn't really actually understand the need for friendship, with how skilful he was becoming at hunting why did he need someone to watch his back when he could easily defend himself.

As well as becoming a skilled hunter Tiberius learned many other skills that would be needed to survive in the wilderness, he learned how to cook, make a campsite and any other essential survival skills, Venelana had said to him that he was one of the best hunters the clan had amongst the younglings.

Right now, he was dragging the adult Gindel back to the campsite where it had been tied down securely on a raft that was easy to pull on the ice, the Partas clan had a small ritual they did before carving open the danger beast, Tiberius knew his Venelana would be proud of him as when attack adult Gindel's normally come together in herds to protect each other.

As Tiberius and Esdeath were making their way towards the campsite his eyes widened upon seeing smoke rising up towards the sky and screams could be heard echoing through the wind. Dropping the raft that held the danger beast the two young hunters quickly sped into a spirit intent on reaching their clan.

However, when he got there his mind would be filled with trauma for years to come due to the sight he saw, the clan's tents were burning down, men, women and children were either burned alive screaming in agony as their flesh was cooked or they were hunted down by northern tribesman, Esdeath ran off to try and find her father whilst Tiberius searched for his mother, however he soon finally came to the site that he would never forgot.

His mother, Venelana Partas, the woman who had been the only person that had truly cared for him, training him in the art of hunting, created everlasting memories with him was currently being brutally raped by two men, her bloodied form burned into Tiberius's eyes as tears began to leak from his eye.

Yes, valued the strong and believed that only the strong survive but this was his mother, the first person to love him and care for him, she was the one that trained him, taught him the laws of the land and believed in his capabilities whilst the rest of the tribe excluding Esdeath treated him like dirt and an outsider

If seeing the state his mother was in meant showing weakness and letting a few tears out then he didn't care, he would rather show his love and care for his mother in her last few moments than be cold hearted, especially since he knew that is mother would not survive this brutal attack

His mother looked disgusting, her arms and legs were snapped in disgusting ways leaving her no way to fight back, her jaw had been crushed making it so she couldn't scream, one man had her throat, pumping away as he forced himself on her, blood red tears leaked from Venelana's emerald green eyes.

Her clothes were torn and ripped leaving her body exposed, her stomach looked bloated meaning that more had been using her before, the man behind her brutally pounded into her, Venelana's eyes soon looked at the corner of her eyes and saw Tiberius watching the disgusting site.

The ten-year old's mind was soon clouded by anger, his tears dried up as rage overcame his vision making him see red, how dare this happen to the only person aside from Esdeath to ever care for him. Gripping firmly onto the dagger Tiberius charged and jumped onto the back of the man that was raping his mother

He thrusted his knife right into back of the throat of the man catching the man in surprise and soon letting gravity do its work and pull his body to the floor, blade still in his hand as well as the man's throat the knife was dragged down, carving through skin and muscle tearing open the man's back all the way. Blood showered Tiberius however he showed no care, the only thing that mattered was tearing apart the people that did this to his mother.

The man that was in front of Venelana saw his partner get ripped apart, quickly pulling his pants up he was on Tiberius in an instant pinning the boy to the floor, the man's eyes had a slight crazed intent to them as he licked his lips

"Oh, such a young boy to use as I please, I'm going to take my time with you" Tiberius's eyes widened as he tried to swipe at the man with his knife however his hand was pinned down, frantically panic Tiberius soon felt disgusted as he felt the man lick his cheek

"You taste so sweet, I'm going to enjoy dirtying you boy" the man said as he licked Tiberius's other cheek, struggling to get free Tiberius began to yell in anger as he wriggled around

Suddenly acting on instinct Tiberius quickly showed the skill he gained with the hunting knife as he headbutted the man breaking his nose, the ten-year-old boy quickly threw the knife he held into the air and with precise aim caught the handle in his mouth, slashing it across the man's throat causing blood to shower his face, the red liquid poured into Tiberius mouth seeping into his nose and blinded his eyes however the boy gave no care.

Pulling the motionless man off him Tiberius took a few seconds to gain some breath before rushing over to his mother who was breathing quickly, he took her into his arms as soon as he was near her, making her wince in pain as he clamped down onto the broken appendages, his now blood soaked tears splashed down onto her porcelain skin

"Ti... rius" Venlana groaned out barley being able to speak, every letter she said blood poured out "North... Tribes"

"Shh don't talk, please save your strength" Tiberius pleaded as he moved a few hair strands out from his mother eyes, her glowing emerald green eyes had dimmed and now looked cold and dead

"The... tribes bet...rayed... us... sold... us... to... out"

"Please don't talk" Tiberius cried "I will get you help"

"Ha..rry" Venelana spoke causing Tiberius to stop, over the three years Venelana and said to him that scars are to be worn as a badge of honour, they show the world that you triumph over a foe that was in fact stronger than you.

Tiberius took it to mind and decided to have the name Harry as a slight nickname, whilst it dirtied his true name as it reminded him of his past it also was a memento of sorts as it shows how far he had come from being a slave to a powerful hunter, it also made Esdeath happy as she started to call him by the little nickname when they were alone

"Ki...ll... me" Venelana spoke making Tiberius stare at her "Kill... me... please" staring directly into her eyes Tiberius could tell that this was something she wanted. He kept staring into her eyes as he reached for the knife. His own vibrant heterochromia eyes were locked in with hers.

Bringing the knife forwards Tiberius had thought that he would give her a quick, painless death by impaling the knife in the back of her head, however he felt his mother's hand rest on top of his as slowly guide it towards her throat

"The... strong survive whilst the weak die" Venelana spoke her last words before she pulled Tiberius's hand forwards plunging the knife directly into her throat, silence reigned as the only sound the ten-year-old boy heard was the noise of his own mother drowning in her own blood

"Mother... I will always love you" soon enough the dam was broken and Tiberius let out a heart aching scream, tears fell from his face as he looked towards the heavens, why did it always have to happen to him, why did fate curse him to have such a terrible life

After what felt like hours Tiberius could no longer see the disgusting state of his now dead mother and slowly turned away slowly, in doing so his eyes locked onto something that seemed so out of place and defiantly didn't belong to the Partas clan.

A bright red flag that seemed to have some sort of black bird in the middle of what looked like a yellow sight, he didn't know what the flag meant but he could, his mother had told that the northern tribes had sold the clan out, whatever the flag meant Tiberius could guess that the flag belonged to the people that the tribes sold themselves to which meant they were the cause of his family's murder.

So, he had goal set in mind, he would hunt down this flag and wipe out whoever carried it, he would take revenge for his mother's death and hunt down the northern tribes that betrayed them

"GET OFF ME!" A loud scream was heard alerting Tiberius as his eyes widened, there was no way he didn't recognise that voice

"Esdeath!" Tiberius grabbed hold of the bloodied knife and raced out of the tent, intent on saving the only person that he could say that was somewhat of a friend to him, pushing the flaps of the tent open Tiberius's eyes locked onto the form of Esdeath being pinned by two men, one was a large brawny man who held onto her arms making her unable to move them, the other was trying to spread he legs open making anger once again cloud Tiberius mind.

Racing forwards the young boy grabbed a large plank of wood that most likely used to hold up one of the tents, he ran straight towards the two men that looked like they were about to rape Esdeath

"Davos" the brawny man spoke up "behind you" the skinny of the two men which was the on near Esdeath's legs turned around just before Tiberius slammed the plank of wood into his face knocking him to the ground

The skinnier man named Davos looked up as blood seeped out from the wound Tiberius created, his arm raised as if pleading Tiberius for mercy. Something that enraged Tiberius as suddenly where the strange man was seemingly replaced by his uncle Vernon, before he could crush Davos's skull the other man soon intercepted and ripped the plank of wood out from Tiberius hands.

Tiberius young boy span around as the wood was ripped out from his hands, splinters tore into his hands as the brawny man soon smacked the wood into his face knocking him backwards, soon enough the plank was shoved into his throat and Tiberius was forced onto the ground, the larger man trying to strangle him to death

"Tiberius!" Esdeath called out, trying to rush to his however was soon intercepted by the skinner of the two attackers

"You aren't going anywhere you little bitch" the man growled as he tried to hold Esdeath down, Tiberius could feel the air within begin to run out as he chocked, his wind pipes being slowly crushed

"Get off me!" Esdeath yelled out as she used her elbow to hit the man in the temple knocking him off her, she rushed towards Tiberius, her hunting knife in hand as she jumped onto the back of the man who had him pinned, plunging her knife repeatedly into the man's back, he roared in pain as he tried to get Esdeath off his back.

He did soon enough, slamming the girl's back onto the ground making her groan in pain, the timing seemed almost perfect however as Tiberius had managed to get back to his feet and swing the plank of wood into the man's stomch causing him to hunch over with a groan.

Bring the piece of wood down onto the man's neck, Tiberius heard a crunch and blood began to leak out from the wound he caused as the man's body slumped to the floor, enraged and what they were about to do to Esdeath as well as the man's body suddenly change into his uncle Vernon, Tiberius raised the plank of wood and brought it down once again on the back of the man's head.

He remembered what he did to his uncle and it made him smile. Doing the same thing to this man as he did to his uncle brought a very large smile to Tiberius face, he was the stronger one of this fight and as such proved worthier of living in the world

"You little cunts!" however before Tiberius could revel in his victory he saw the man's partner, Davos, approaching them behind Esdeath, seemingly acting on instinct Tiberius pushed the girl out of the way of danger

"Blagh" Tiberius soon coughed up blood as a spear impaled his stomach, Esdeath raised her head to see what happened only for her eyes to widen as she saw the tip of the spear sticking out from the back of Tiberius, grabbing hold of her hunting knife she charged at Davos with intent to kill.

Sliding under the man's legs thanks to the ice, she raised her knife slicing the man's balls and causing him to scream in pain, quickly turning around she sliced to the hallow point or what many people simply called 'the spot behind the knee, this caused Davos to drop to his knees.

Esdeath wrapped her small arms around his neck before slicing it open, not giving the man any chance to say anything. During the small battle Tiberius fell onto his back, not having enough energy to stand anymore, blood trickled out from his mouth

Esdeath rushed to his side and grabbed hold of his hand, Tiberius had been the person that truly cared for her, he was the person that showed the most love, compassion and trust to her. Her father the chieftain had his duties to attend to and didn't have much time for her, Venelana only wanted to make her a perfect hunter

But Tiberius truly loved her the way she was and enjoyed being around her, she cared more for him than she did her own father and now because of her, Tiberius was dying right in front of her eyes

"Go" the young boy muttered making Esdeath blink "there could be more coming... you need to leave"

"No! I won't leave you alone" Esdeath yelled back

"Please... run away Esdeath, leave this place and don't look back... We were too weak to survive"

"Don't say that. Remember what Venelana said, you're the strongest young generation hunter alive" Esdeath tried to fight back her tears but could help it and let them fall on Tiberius face

"if any can survive it's you"

"Esdeath... please. Do this for me" Tiberius coughed up more blood "leave this place and live. Live for me Esdeath"

The grip of Esdeath's hand tightened, in a rare moment of love Tiberius used the last of his strength to pull Esdeath forwards, her lips touching as the young boy kissed the only girl he felt that he loved, his mother had explained love to him at one point, he didn't really understand it but she said that once he felt what love was like then he would know what it was.

"Live for me Esdeath, become strong and let no one beat you" Tiberius whispered into her ear before closing his eyes and going limp, Esdeath could only stare in horror as the person she had come to love died in her arms. On the rare moment when her father had time for her, he explained what his life was like with her mother and Esdeath thought her parents lived like she and Tiberius did.

Outside the magical boarders that contained the empire, a corrupted event was currently happening in magical Britain, a trial that would be written down in the history books, leading this trail was the current minister of magic Cornelius Fudge, A portly little man with rumpled grey hair.

The man was known as minister but a lot of them knew he was just a puppet who allowed the highest bidder to pull the strings, he took bribes from pretty everyone although it was usually Lucius Malfoy.

Accompanying the minister was his under sectary of magic who was known as Dolores Umbridge, a short woman that was often compared with a toad, wearing a disgusting bright pink cardigan and had a slight arrogant smirk across her face.

Finally, among the three was the head of the department of magical law enforcement, Amelia Bones. She was a square-jawed witch with shoulder length blonde hair, a monocle covered her left eye as her face remained serious and calm, however if you looked directly into her eyes you could see sadness hidden within them.

"This trial will now take place, bring in the prisoner" Fudge ordered as he held his head up high, two auror guards nodded and moved out, only to later reappear dragging a groaning body, a few lords of major families that were attending this trial smiled upon seeing the beaten form of the prisoner, Amelia however gained an angered expression and was going to have a long chat with her auror's.

Forcing the prisoner into the chair, ragged black hair was shown as the man was pushed about, pale skin from most likely being in prison, the man's right eye was swollen and black showing that he has been in fact been beaten up.

"Lord Sirius Black. You are officially on trial and are accused of attempted murder on the Potter family on the thirty first of October nineteen eighty-one. Furthermore, you are accused of harming and attempted murder on one Godric Albus Potter after the fall of the 'he who must not be named' on. What do you say in your offence"

The man standing on trial now recognized as Sirius Black, took a few moments to gain his bearings after his recent beaten by the guards for 'harming the boy-who-lived'. Soon recognizing where he was Sirius sat straight up

"I plead not guilty on all charges. The Potter family are my best friends, I would never hurt them in anyway" Sirius announced quickly, scanning the place for his brother in all but blood James Potter, however the Lord Potter couldn't be seen anywhere

"you say that but we have a confession from one Peter Pettigrew stating that you were delving into black magic just like your cousin Bellatrix Lestrange, let's not also forget that you were named the secret keeper of the fidelius charm the Potter's had paced around their house"

"No, I wasn't. I told James to give the title to Peter as making me the secret keeper was too obvious, where is James. He'll tell you everything. I never betrayed him, get James here, where is he?" Sirius pleaded, seeing the look in Minster Fudge's eyes as well as the victorious smirk on Umbridge and Lucius Malfoy, he knew he was in trouble.

"The Lord Potter is too distraught to attend this trial at the moment" Albus Dumbledore's voice boom around the hall "he and his wife are too depressed that a man they consider family would try to attack their son, they have no desire to see the man that has betrayed them and wish for him to suffer alone in Azkaban knowing that their son destroyed Lord Black's master"

"That's lie!" Sirius suddenly shouted "I never have nor will I ever serve the Dark Lord" acting with Gryffindor idiocy Sirius began to struggle against the chains that tired him down to the court chair, the anger in his eyes at being accused of a traitor gave the perfect opportunity for Umbridge to swoop in

"See!" The pink toad screeched "he's just as insane as his cousin, he's a danger to our peaceful society, he was most likely not given the dark mark to cover his position as a spy for the dark lord"

Fudge being the puppet that had his strings pulled along with being a weak-willed man quickly gave into the yelling from both the dark side and the light side, those that secretly served the dark lord Voldemort yelled in agreement for Sirius's imprisonment, the man was Lord Black, a house that was quite rich and so by getting rid of Sirius the dark side got rid one of the best duellers as well as one of the main funders of Dumbledore's Order of the Pheonix.

Those that supported the light side was yelling for Sirius's imprisonment as well, they couldn't believe that someone who was just as insane as Bellatrix was nearly always near Albus himself as well as the Potter family along with the boy-who-lived.

"Enough. Sirius Black, for your crimes against the Potter Family, as well as your attempted murder of the boy-who-lived, I sentence you to a life sentence in Azkaban where you may riot, the Black family vault shall be given to the Potter family as it was their lives you tried to kill. Aurors get this man out of my sight"

Sirius's eyes widened like dinner plates, he didn't even get a chance to ask for Veritaserum, his mind also realized what Fudge had said about Peter Pettigrew confessing that he saw Sirius doing black magic, which meant that the traitorous rat was still in the company of the Potters and at any time could finish what his master tried to do.

"It wasn't me!" Sirius suddenly blurted out as he was dragged away "it wasn't me, I'm innocent, innocent I tell you. It wasn't me!"

The last thing Sirius saw was the saddened eyes of one Amelia Bones as he was dragged off and soon found himself on a boar heading towards a place that was known as hell on earth.