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Chapter 6
One of Them
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A black haired, pale skinned, sinister man with cold gray eyes stood in a cold, dull, dark gray stone room tapping his foot impatiently.
In his hand he held a small egg. His other hand was cupped over the top of the egg, trapping a small toad there. He continued to wait.
Finally the egg cracked. Out crawled a small serpent- a basilisk.
"So, you are out, my friend" the sinister man hissed. "We are the only ones worthy of life, and of Hogwarts so far. Just goody-two-shoes, weaklings, teachers pets, Griffindors and mudbloods so far. You my friend, will be their destruction. You are no weakling. Prove it. Eat the toad."
As if under a spell the serpent obeyed instantly. Ripping flesh apart and devouring the poor creature. Before a serpent's mind develops it obeys all orders and believes everything it is told, making corruption easy.
"Kill as much as you can, my friend, for you have a lust for killing and blood. You love killing and blood."
The sinister man stroked the creature as he spoke in an ironically soothing voice.
"You will stay here until my heir comes and lets you out. Then you will begin your work. You must not hurt him. And you must always do as you are told."
The sinister man set the serpent down on the rock floor and walked out by a dark tunnel. His work was done. Now nothing besides physical feeling, eyesight, hearing, and language could develop inside the serpent's mind. It would have no real thoughts of its own, It would have only have what it had been told. It wouldn't, and now couldn't be or become anything but a tool for evil.
"Yessssssssss Massssssssster." The serpent hissed after Salazar Slytherin as be walked away. The serpent was eager for the time when he would carry out the orders of His Master.
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A pale, black haired teenage boy with a dull, pale tan and rather dull, cold complexion stood by a sink.
"Open!"
He hissed the word in his cold, commanding, and somewhat cruel voice. His speech seemed to be directed at a small carving of a serpent on the sink.
The sink dissolved into a large pipe.
The Teenager stepped into the pipe- a tunnel of darkness.
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It was time. The King of Serpents was loose. It was free to do as it wished. Free to follow its orders. Menacing hisses filled the air.
"Kill… Rip… Tear… Destroy… Killllllllllllll…
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Snake Skin Flashing, In the FireLight,
Yellow Eyes Glowing, like Never Before,
Their Luminous Light, Still a shinning,
So Many of Them Swaying in the Firelight,
More of them then ever before.
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I awoke suddenly. The memory of the Basilisks still danced before My Eyes.
Even though I knew I would never be entirely like them- I had a heart and a soul, I can't been corrupted and was past the stage where I could be- I knew that I was that species.
Shaking, I whisper four words into the darkness.
"I'm One of Them."
Well, what do you think? I hope you like it. There will probably be about 3 more chapters.
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