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Chapter 2 (continues from the previous chapter)
2 years later
The forest was silent. However, I was crouched in a defensive position in front of our team's leader, Bellatrix Lestreing. She knew I didn't feel comfortable with this meeting still she insisted I should join them.
Makes sense… The woman absolutely hates you!!! I thought
It's been two years since I was half offered and half forced to join the deatheaters by the Dark Lord himself. And ever since day one, Bellatrix hated me with passion… I perfectly understood where she was coming from though…
Before me, there was noone lower than a wizard admitted to the classes of the deatheaters. I was a vampire; dangerous and lethal but not descended from wizards. That was my greatest flow because according to the deatheaters beliefs creatures like me were inferior to wizards. In a normal situation, I should be the slave not the master…
I never really understood why He made me a deatheater… I was dangerous, yes… When I gave in to my instincts, I was hard to control. That's why over the years I gained the rumor of the cruelest bloodthirsty deatheater. The Dark Lord was very proud of me and he insisted that he had foreseen this since he first met me.
The other deatheaters would believe him.
I would not.
It didn't make sense. If he wanted a bloodthirsty beast Fenrir Greyback would suite better for the role.
Honestly, the mutt was taking vicious in a hole new level!! It's not that I was any better but at least I wasn't sadistic about it.
Well, not anymore…
I had to feed and I had to survive; if I didn't kill I would be killed either by our enemies or my "friends"… I really had no other choice; and I wanted to live…
Bellatrix knew all this and like me she too would not fall for the strength explanation. She knew that it was something else about me…
Pity, neither of the two of us could grasp it…
My ears caught the sound of approaching footsteps; there was no full moon tonight. Greyback and his rumble came out of the darkness and approached us. Once he saw me, he started growling and Bellatrix smiled; of all the deatheaters she was the only one who liked him. Probably I would too if the choice was between him and someone I hated his guts; me.
I growled back intensely as Lucius Malfoy came forth.
"Now, now Greyback, we don't need any fighting, tell us what do you know?" Malfoy said calmly
"You should not have brought the bloodsucking leech with you!! I don't like her!!" he said
"Who cares what you like, mongrel?" I said mockingly
"Enough" said Bellatrix "tell me what you know, Fenrir"
"The ministry is planning something. The minister went to Hogwarts three days ago and he's still there." He answered her
"Our spies in the ministry haven't informed us of a visit in Hogwarts" Malfoy said "Are you sure about this?"
"Yes, I had two of my people stationed in Hogsmide and they heard the caretaker talking about it in the local pub. It's supposed to be very secret and all that" Greyback said with certainty
"Well, Fenrir your services are once again valuable!" answered Bellatrix
"Yes, good job Greyback. We must inform the Dark Lord of this!!" said Malfoy
"What do you suppose it is?" asked Greyback
"Anything involving the old lizard can't be good…" I answered calmly
"Indeed" said Narcissa Malfoy
"Enough" said Bellatrix "We must tell our master"
"Very well" answered Greyback
"We'll keep in touch in case you find out something new" said Malfoy and turned to leave…
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It had been a week since we informed the Dark Lord of the enemy's deeds.
Needless to say, he was furious because we couldn't tell him more…
Since that day we stopped going to elimination missions. Personally, I couldn't care less and I didn't even have to worry about that! The fact that my mind was immune to any kind of assaults like legilimensy had a lot to do with it.
Having for your master a wizard that could always tell when you were lying to him, therefore being able to half read your thoughts made it very dangerous to think freely… However, I never had to worry about that because of my special gift…
Mackner, a deatheater with great passion for all magical creatures told me that the Volturi, the rulers of the vampire world would kill to have someone with my talent in their guard. Especially, since I could extend it to others as well.
And with great regard to the fact that I was the only vampire alive who had huge knowledge over the wizarding world!! I thought sarcastically.
I have never met the Volturi though… Actually since my transformation, I have never met anyone like me…
The Dark Lord had ordered the vampires and the werewolves to help him a year ago. The werewolves obeyed, the vampires didn't. For some crazy reason they only knew, the Volturi had denied to bow down to the Dark Lord…
They thought they were being brave, I thought they were being idiots… They couldn't fight us of and now they would all die…
What a waste!!
There was only one exception to the whole vampire world…
Only one vampire who did the exact opposite from the others…
Me…
I was the traitor… I was the one who not only helped but also joined the deatheaters…
And they knew…
They didn't know my name or how I looked but they knew someone had betrayed them… And that was the reason I had never met another vampire… I was too precious to endanger myself like this…
Again I didn't know why…
Again I didn't really care…
That was how my life really was… I fed from humans, I killed wizards and I was indifferent about everything else…
The anger that consumed me two years ago was gone… Now, I couldn't feel anything… I was… bored.
My human life was mostly a blur except for the last year before my change. Those moments with him, with my family were the happiest time in my long life… Although it was something that I rarely gave any thought now…
I had moved on brutally, unwillingly… I had moved on… And I understood better now…
Vampires were pets to wizards as humans were pets to vampires. That's the way it's supposed to be… He couldn't love me because I wasn't good enough for him… I had been a challenge because of my blood's scent; when he overcame that obstacle, he lost his interest.
I could not forgive, but I could understand…
I was pulled out of my reverie when someone called my name. I turned around to find a house elf.
"What do you want?" I growled and it took a step back
"The Dark Lord wishes to speak to you, mistress"
I turned around and walked away without saying thank you. I was stronger, I didn't have to.
As I walked into the dining room of the Malfoy manor everyone's eyes turned on me.
He was standing to the other side of the room eyeing me carefully as I bowed to him
"You asked for me, master?"
"Yes, Isabella. I asked for you." He said with tension
Was he nervous? What the hell???
"Tell me what would you do for your master?" he asked
"Anything, my lord!" I answered alarm ringing in my head
He looked at me half pleased and half angry as if he was trying to reach a decision.
"Yes" he said puzzled
"Is there anything troubling you, master?" I asked carefully
He looked at me one last time and his eyes became a darker shade of red; whatever it was, he had made a decision.
"I have a new task for you, Isabella"
AN: That's it… Not a great chapter but it will help with the plot… Please review…
