I'm so sorry for all of you who care! I had major writers block and I was practicing my writing. Truth be told, I don't really like this one, but I'm going to finish it!

3rd POV

"The girl is there. I've made sure of it." The man said to his master. His master smiled, his snake like features twisting it to a sneer.

"Perfect. Bring her to me." He ordered.

"Yes master." The man hurried out of the room. Voldemort sat back. How he despised these spineless weaklings. But once he had the girl, he wouldn't need them anymore.

She would help start it all. And in one swift move, she would end it all. But in his favor. Now she thought she was good, but that wouldn't last. He would mold her; bring her to her true potential, unleash her evil. And together, they would take the world.

Now he was no fool. He knew that her power went unmatched, even by himself. He would mold her, use her, control her, and then be done with her. He knew he couldn't do this without her power, but he also knew he couldn't keep her around afterwards.

It would be such a shame, to let power like that go. But once she knew her potential, there would be no stopping that. She could destroy him, and he wouldn't have that.

He closed his eyes. He did not sleep; for once you die once sleep does not come. But they didn't know that. He wouldn't be bothered now. He could think, plan. He almost smiled at the thought. No one would be able to stop him. Not even Potter. The world was going to be his.

…Meanwhile not far from there…

The girl stirred, sitting up in bed. The voices. They were back. She instinctually clutched her chest. Her heart was racing. She got up and began packing her things. She didn't know where she was going; she just needed to get away.

She jumped from the window, soaring though the sky. She always loved this feeling. Freedom that can only be experienced in the air. She flew into the forest, and took out her things.

She set up, and got into her meditation position. She began chanting her mantra.

"Azarath…Metrion…Zinthos…"

You can't escape it Raven. They're going to find you. He's going to find you.

She ignored the voice.

"Azarath…Metrion…"

They're coming, and they're going to get you.

"Azarath…"

You can't escape your evil. Your friends will reject you. You're not like them. Much more Powerful.

She gulped, trying to ignore them.

You will be alone. Unless…

A searing pain exploded all over her. She screamed, and trees uprooted, flying everywhere. The pin intensified, causing tears to well up in her eyes. It was unbearable. Rocks and plants were flying everywhere, and every time they hit something, she felt it, intensifying her pain.

One last explosion. One last scream. And everything went black.

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-Used to be Rothica-now the MadHatter

-MadHat