New Terror-Tory
I was finally conscious, weak to the bones and fragile to even sit up. But I couldn't.
My eyes seemed like they were stapled shut and my body filled with some sort of paralysis liquid running through my major arteries, but there weren't. I came to the over thought conclusion that magic was keeping my body from moving,everything but my consciousness and ability to think.
I realized thatI was sitting on a rickety old chair, possibly in a hollow room because of the echoes of rustling rats scattering about thefloor boards. But I saw the redness of my eyelidsglow so I was definitely being illuminated by some sort of lamp. This was likeany other muggle movie,Saw, I think it was called.
I heard foot steps and loud mummers come from the far end of the deep room, and as soon as I realized it was arecovery of movement spell, I opened my eyes to notice dangling hooks from the ceiling andblood dripping from them. I had been kidnapped and not in the nice ice-cream man and lollipops kind of kidnapped.
"Who are you?" The darksilhouettemeandered across the room, not allowing me to see him orher or it.
"Maybe I should be asking the same question, but I'm sure you are smart enough to know that I already know who you are."It was definitely a mans voice, crooked and deep like he had been in tortureall of his life. I sort of felt bad forhim, to grow out of puberty with that voice. But that thoughtsort of made me internally giggle, so I got backinto the situation and actually started to shiver.
"Or maybe, I should just slice you head open and find answers that way, but we both know that you should suffer." I looked as closely to him as I could to try and make eye contact, to try and give him the ability of empathy.
"I didn't DO anything! Just please let me go." I whispered in sadness as I cried and cried, wondering how life would have been different if I wasn't burdened with this Meta stuff.
"Well, do you have the flower Pansy requested?" He stepped forward and grabbed my hair, hurting my scalp and almost dragging me off of my chair but all I could finally notice was his blond messy hair glow an outline from the lamp before he stood back.
"N... No, what has Pansy got to do with this?" I bravely asked before a loud knock on the door occurred, the guy interrogating me
"SIR!" A much higher pitched voice echoed from across the room where the door swung open and light fled into the room, almost showing the mans face ashe jilted away from it, like a vampire would at the feeling of sunlight.
"What IS it Fungus,cant you see I'm having a meeting?" He kneltdown further to the floor where most of the light was not,as theother man cowardly shivered at the tone ofhis voice.
"Its... Its Pansy Sir,she's asking about the flower?"Pansy's name was whispered, which made no sense at all since these are allscary adults and she is just a small bully. Unlessthese guys are actually wimps,a thought erupted into my mind as I thought ofaplan to get out of here. If they were scared of young bullies, maybe I had to pretend to be like her and boss them about, maybe use a littleof myfox loving slyness. Finally, a use for my drama classes that I took as akid.
"Well tell her to wait, I'm busy."
"Cant you say it sir? She looks angry."He stuttered ather mood as I heard screams coming from outside, the mangestured to me with his wand to stay put, which I had no choice but to because of the iron chains around each limb.
"Alright, but stay here with the Meta, if she moves or talks, Ice her." He left, slamming the door shutbehind him before shoving thecowardly man into the darknesswith me.
He slowly madehis way to me and sat on the chair behind the lamp, I could see shadows on his face as he looked down as if he was ashamed to be doing babysitting duty.
"You better get me out of these chains, or else." I firmly spoke as he shuffled back in hischairsharply, thinking as if I was about to hit him despite my chained up ways.
"My master told me to kill youif you move or talk,I don't want to kill you, please don't make me." He whimpered under his breath as I smirked at his wobblymanner.
"Wellthen, mummy's boy, I guess I'm going to have to unleash the fourth Unforgivable curse on you." I was totally blushing, there was no such thing as a fourth unforgivable curse. But I guessed that this sucker would believe anything a young bully would have to say.
"The... There's a FOURTH unforgivable curse?" He coward into his chair, making him self look even smaller in the darkness.
Oh yeah, I learned it from the DARK LORD himself." He shuddered at the name of the dark lord, which assured me I was doing a good job of getting to where I wanted to be.
"Do you wanna be the first person to feel its wrath?" He shook his head vigorously as I scoffed, looking at my chains and hinting at my wrists and ankles.
"Well then, how about we cut loose a bit, just for the fun of it!" I whispered evilly as he nodded and crawled on his knees towards the chains, unlocking them and setting me free.
"Please don't do that to me." He cried, I pat his head in shame and headed for the door, before hearing it slam open.
I hid behind the nearest shelving unit, luckily the first silhouette guy didn't see me, but he was followed by Pansy herself, so I wasn't too sure that I would get away with it, so I stayed silent andlistened to their conversation, eager to find outhow everyone linked up.
"IDIOT! WHAT HAPPENED? WHERE IS THE METAFREAK?"He shouted, grabbing ontothe cowardly guy by his hairand dragging him to the floor.
"I'm sorry Master! She threatened me with a fourth unforgivable curse madeby the DARK LORD himself sir!"Pansy stamped onto the guys neck, helping the silhouette guy shout down at him.
"There IS NO FOURTH UNFORGIVABLE CURSE DIMWIT!" Pansy chuckled at his pain as they both left theroom, I followed secretly behind and tried to find an exit, which I did.
It sounded as if a whole army of adults were rushing around the building, or a cave I should most likely call it. They all followed the voice of Pansy Parkinson as they drew closer and closer, but before I could run out into the wilderness back to find Hagrid, I was pulled by the ankle and I felt the end of someone's wooden wand threateningly poking at my head as I raised my hands in fear. It was Pansy.
"Don't even try it Freak-Morph!" She shouted as everyone from behind her caught a glimpse of her capture, me on the ground as they grabbed me and threw me back into the dark blooded up room, where I noticed a bruised up coward guy next to my chair in the light.