Chapter 21: Kidnapped
I awoke in darkness. I couldn't feel my hands or my feet and my back was sore. I was lying on a blanket on the floor.
There was silence and nothing more than silence. My whole body ached in pain as my eyes slowly adjusted to the darkness.
The dress on my body was starck white.
And then it all came back to me. The ball, the sudden darkness and then the shouting voices and the sudden abyss after I was pulled away from Albus played over again in my head.
I had been kidnapped. I sat up slowly and tried to see farther in front of my feet. The room I was in was square and the walls were blank. There were no windows, only one door which had red shimmers circling it. It was an enchatment to keep me from touching it.
I knew I was stuck, but I had to try anyways. I reached for my wand to find it missing and I remembering the sound of it hitting the floor and it rolling away as I was pulled away.
I wanted to scream, but I knew it would be no good, that screaming would achieve nothing. My mind wandered through various questions, the most important being, where was I?
I had never been in this room before, at least not that I could remember. And who kidnapped me? What did they want with me?
A ransom perhaps? The Malfoys have always been a prestigous family, one of the more wealthy ones. But wouldn' they take a muggle child? A child who didn't have parents who could fight back?
I sighed and leaned agaisnt the wall, realizing the tiara had fallen from my head at some point and I no longer wore it. I recoiled from the wall because it was cold and wet, but I was too tired to sit up on my own. I thought about why I was there, but I had no clues to go off of, nothing to help me understand the situation.
I could hear footsteps coming from far away, and slowly getting louder. It sounded like stilleos on the Great Hall floor, but I knew I was no where near Hogwarts.
The footsteps stopped, and it sounded like a key was being pushed into a lock on the other side of the door. Another set of footsteps came closer and stopped by the door. "Good morning, Mulciber."
The voice sounded like my mother's, harsh but light in volume, but I knew it wasn't her.
"I take it the girl is in there." It was a male voice that spoke in response, but almost in a timid way.
"Yes, the boys cut it close though. The powder was almost out when they finally grabbed her." The woman sighed as the door began to open. I pushed myself agaisnt the corner walls, sinking agaisnt the wet cement. The door fully opened and light traveled in from the hall. It hit the wall opposite me, but I knew the tall women saw me, saw my dress glitering in the light.
The man with her was old, and he stopped as the light shone on my face. He seemed to remember something, and shook his head.
"Take her, Mulicber; the High One wants her in the main chamber." I felt two rough skinned hands grab me, put pulled me up painfully, and I let out a small squeal. "Don't hurt her! She can't be hurt! The High One told you that!" The woman rolled her eyes as Mulciber dragged me, much lighter then before, out the door of my prision chamber.
We walked in silence, my hands pulled behind my back and clamped together in Mulciber's sweaty grasp.
The hall was dimily lit, almost as dark as the room I had just come out of. I walked in pace with my two captours, too scared and curious of what lay ahead to try to run away.
We came upon a shining metal door imprinted with a crest I didn't recongize. It was a large serpent with a skull under it and one single star in the sky. The only color on the whole thing was large emerals as the snake's eyes. The words Erhöhen seinen Körper und seine Seele, und wir werden einmal mehr Kontrolle were carved around the other edge, but it was a language I didn't recongize.
The door opened as the woman waved her hand through a beam of light in the corner. The woman straightened her back and watched as Mulciber ran his fingers through his grimy hair to neaten it. Once she deemed herself and Mulciber presentable, she entered the room and Mulciber nudged me forward.
The woman dropped to her knees in front of a tall chair that another woman sat in, and I felt my body being pushed to the floor before I could look at her. "Most High One, Lady Adalicia, we bring you the girl you requested after a month of careful planning. The boys who captured her are resting, but can be summoned at your will."
"Let them rest my daughter, Adaliz. Adalwin will rasie them shortly. They have done their share as my sons. Mulciber, rally the ones like yourself you are not my family and get them to work preparing rooms and cooking. I believe a meeting is in order and a feast for our lovely guest."
The name Mulciber sounded familiar and yet I couldn't place it. It had to be from old death eater tails, like most forgotten names were those days. I felt my stomach twist. Was this one of those groups of surviving death eaters rumored to be lurking around the world?
"Rise Adaliz and come sit beside me and your eldest brother. Ms. Malfoy, you may rise as well." I did as I was told, but this time only out of fear as not a curious bone was left in my body. Mulciber stood and left the room silently.
The ceiling was higher then the weather changing ceiling I had spent five years eating meals under. There was no windows yet artifical sunlight streamed down onto the three throne like chairs.
The one to the farthest left now was occupied by the woman who had taken me from my musty cell. Her hair was dark brown with light blond strands and she adorned deep purple robes.
The throne on the right was taken by a man who seemed not much older than Teddy Lupin. His hair was the same brown and blond striked as his sisters.
But it was the middle throne, their mother that caught my attention. The woman was tall and lean, with shining white hair twisting on the top of her head and her royal blue robes flowed out past her ankles and onto the ground. But what caught my attention the most was her fingers. Each one was long and slendor, but adorned by long fingernails that seemed the length of my thumb. The point of each was sharpened into a point and I couldn't help but wonder if that was how Mulciber got the scars on his cheek I had noticed.
"Liseanile Bellacissa Malfoy, I promise you no harm while you are here. The only forceful things we will do is keep you here at my disgression and take a small blood sample unless you are willing to give it yourself." The woman in the middle spoke with a sing songy voice that made me take a step closer to her.
"Why would you want my blood?" I clamped my mouth shut as I said it, once again feeling my knees shake. Whoever decided I was a Gryffindor was way off on my level of braveness.
The woman rose and walked towards me slowly, her robes dragging behind her. "Would you like to see your Grandfather alive dear? You never got to meet him." Her voice drew me in once more and again I was able to break the trance.
I knew who she was refering to. These people knew who I was, knew I was his granddaughter. But I wouldn't let them believe it that easily.
"I do not believe I know what you mean. My grandfather lives with us you see, and even if he was dead I wouldn't care, he is a rightful toad." I laughed loudly and smiled polietly, hiding the fear in my heart.
"I am refering not to your father's side, but your mother's. She is the daughter of a Bellatrix Black and a Tom Riddle correct?" The woman's voice was getting colder now.
I laughed once more. "Bellatrix my grandmother? You must be joking! If that were true it would make my parents cousins, which is ilegal!"
"A Gryffindor obviously. It would have made the cause much easier if she was a Slytherin." It was the first time the man on the right spoke but I only smiled and inside rejoiced that I showed the traits of my house somewhat.
"Silence Adalhard. We do not need to play with the girl, and torment her ways. If a Gryffindor she be, we will persuade her other ways." I looked the woman once more.
"Who are you people?" Her lips curled in aslight smile once more at my question.
"I am Adalicia. The High One of this order. On the left is my only daughter, Adaliz and on the right my eldest son of five, Adalhard. His four brothers are Adalfrid, Adalhelm, Adalric, and the youngest Adalwin." She turned and sat back down in her chair between her two children.
"Adal is common part of all those names. Any special meaning?" I once again was filled with curiosity and crossed my arms over my chest.
"It means noble in German. Germany is my home country." I sighed in relief. Germans were never involved with the war, they turned the other way. Whatever this was, it had nothing to do with Death Eaters.
"Mother, I think you should be kind and tell our guest of our cause. She has been put under the wrong impression." I turned around at the voice to see another boy walk in through the doors. He had the same hair as his siblings, but looked as old as Albus at most.
"Adalwin, I trust our brothers are on their way?" Adaliz leaned forward in her chair as she spoke.
"Yes, but as I did not go on last night's excursion I wished to see the girl myself as soon as possible. " Adalwin sat in a chair I had not notcied before that was lined up with three others slightly behind the three in front.
"Silence, I would have prefered to wait but I believe the three will not be coming as quickly as I hoped." Adaliz started to stand. "Sit Liz, I do not care if they are here. I have all my brains beside me now." The mother rose from her chair once more and walked towards me.
"Why am I here?" She was intertwining her fingers, the long nails twisting around each other.
"No more questions right now. Adalhard, it is your time." He stood slowly and walked towards me smiling miscieviously. I felt my arm be pulled behind my back on more and Adalicia pulled my other arm out horizantally. "I promise this is the only time we will hurt you." She raised one finger nail and I felt it piece my skin.
I wanted to scream, but I wouldn't let myself. I wouldn't let them see my pain, but I wanted to hide my face and cry into Albus's arms. I felt the will power to hold my head high as I thought of him.
Adalicia raised her nail towards the ceiling to show one drop of scarlet blood.
Author's note: Thanks for keeping with me this far. I really do love you all for it:
I picture this scence like the Volturi in Twilight to be honest- I didn't mean for this to happen when I decided Lise was going to get kidnapped. So if any of u has seen New Moon- picture this:
Remember the three thrones for Marcus, Cauis and Aro? Those are what I imagine in this similar room- except the thrones are not so red and black, I think more black marble with emerald, and there are four smaller ones behind the front three!
So short summary- Adalicia is sorta Aro, Adaliz- sorta Caius and Adalhard is sorta Marcus!
Just wanted to help you all picture the scence!!