Chapter 4-Shut Out the Light
"Harry, Harry, Harry. Don't fight this."
When Harry ran away in horror of what he had done, Death Eaters were ready and waiting to take him. Now, back in Voldemort's dungeon Harry desperately tried to resist the dark lord's temptations. Yes, while his heart had turned evil, his soul could still be saved, that is, unless Voldemort had anything to do with it.
"I will never go to the dark side!" Harry screamed into the ugly face of Voldemort.
For the past half hour Voldemort had been attempting to brainwash Harry, who had been getting weaker as the seconds ticked by.
"We'll see. Crucio!" Voldemort said. That was around the fifth time he tortured Harry like that. Harry's screams pierced the damp dungeon like a dagger. Finally his screams stopped and Voldemort continued.
"Why are you resisting? What does this life of light hold for you?"
"People who love me." he spat.
"What? The people who aren't here? If they really loved you then where are they? Wouldn't they have tried to save you by now?"
~There in his eyes! Doubt! Finally I'm getting through!~ Voldemort thought to himself.
"I'm sure there on their way." Harry said, although his voice unsure.
"Who are you trying to convince Harry? Me? Or yourself? Look around you Harry, no one is coming. No one loves you. You know why? There is no love. There never has been and there never will be. Only power. All that love talk, its all lies. Nothing but lies."
"What and what you're telling me is truth. I thought evil villains don't tell the truth." Harry said regaining some of his resistance.
"That's what they want you to think. I'm telling the truth, I'm trying to show you reality Harry. In reality there is no love, there is only power. Those who claim to love only betray you. Like Miss Granger for instance."
"What about Hermione? What did you do to her?"
"Me? I wouldn't waste my time." Voldemort sneered. "Do you know why Mr. Malfoy was in the hall today. It was all an act. Mr. Malfoy was going to get you expelled so he and that mudblood could be together. She's been cheating on you all this time behind your back."
"No!"
"See? All lies! There is no love! There is nothing you can gain from light magic! If you want something you take it no matter where you have to kill, no matter who you have to use, no matter who you have to kill! Power! Evil! They are the only things that exist! The only things that matter!"
"No! I won't believe you!"
"I'm telling the truth Harry! No one loves you because there is no love. Only power! No one will ever give you a break! The only way to live is to take what you want using force because they don't want you to have it. They don't want you to be happy. They want you to live by their rules and conform to their ways so they can turn you into a mindless slave! Think about it Harry. You'll see the truth in my words. One way or another."
With that Voldemort left Harry in a cold, dark, dungeon with words that were too strong to ignore. In another dungeon a young boy was going through the same treatment.
~They will both come around~ Voldemort thought as he performed another curse on Devin Park. ~They will. Then they will carry on my reign of terror~
Devin was going through similar tortures as Harry had.
"There is no love. Only power. Do you think this April you speak of loved you? How could she love you? You're weak and worthless! I can make you worth something! I can make you powerful, feared, respected! This pain you are going through, do you know who caused it?"
"Harry Potter?" Devin whispered.
"No! He helped you! He was trying to stop your pain! Everyone else, they were the cause of your pain! The only way to stop the pain is to get revenge! Sweet revenge! Think about it."
For the next 24 hours the two boys were subjected to torture. They heard each other's screams but didn't know the screams belonged to the other. Finally Voldemort walked into the dungeon Harry was being held in and an evil grin spread across his face.
"No love, only power. She never loved me. There is no love only power. If I want something I must take it." Harry repeated over and over.
The warm loving air surrounding Harry was now gone. His presence sent chills through the spine. His once warm emerald pools of light that were his eyes were now cold and steely. Harry Potter was gone.
In the other dungeon…
"Master. He's too weak. He complies but will not be able to fulfill your need."
"Oh, I don't know about that Wormtail. It will just be more of a challenge. Send him away I will assign Malfoy to train him. I will visit them frequently though so the boy knows who he answers to." Voldemort hissed back.
"But Master. I doubt he is physically able to handle the ordeal."
"Then he will die! If he can't handle it then he will die and Potter alone will follow me! It won't be a loss for me."
With that the boy was sent away, location unknown. He wasn't seen after that. Rumors say that when he went away he kept saying, "April the most hated of times, anything to do with the word must die. There is no love. Only power. The only way to compensate for the pain is to get revenge. Sweet revenge." Harry remained where he was and was trained by Voldemort himself. He left frequently Harry guessed to carry out evil plots. Unbeknownst to them, the world in a short time was about to face an evil so strong, so powerful, and so merciless, that death would soon be thought of as a gift from heaven.
"Harry, Harry, Harry. Don't fight this."
When Harry ran away in horror of what he had done, Death Eaters were ready and waiting to take him. Now, back in Voldemort's dungeon Harry desperately tried to resist the dark lord's temptations. Yes, while his heart had turned evil, his soul could still be saved, that is, unless Voldemort had anything to do with it.
"I will never go to the dark side!" Harry screamed into the ugly face of Voldemort.
For the past half hour Voldemort had been attempting to brainwash Harry, who had been getting weaker as the seconds ticked by.
"We'll see. Crucio!" Voldemort said. That was around the fifth time he tortured Harry like that. Harry's screams pierced the damp dungeon like a dagger. Finally his screams stopped and Voldemort continued.
"Why are you resisting? What does this life of light hold for you?"
"People who love me." he spat.
"What? The people who aren't here? If they really loved you then where are they? Wouldn't they have tried to save you by now?"
~There in his eyes! Doubt! Finally I'm getting through!~ Voldemort thought to himself.
"I'm sure there on their way." Harry said, although his voice unsure.
"Who are you trying to convince Harry? Me? Or yourself? Look around you Harry, no one is coming. No one loves you. You know why? There is no love. There never has been and there never will be. Only power. All that love talk, its all lies. Nothing but lies."
"What and what you're telling me is truth. I thought evil villains don't tell the truth." Harry said regaining some of his resistance.
"That's what they want you to think. I'm telling the truth, I'm trying to show you reality Harry. In reality there is no love, there is only power. Those who claim to love only betray you. Like Miss Granger for instance."
"What about Hermione? What did you do to her?"
"Me? I wouldn't waste my time." Voldemort sneered. "Do you know why Mr. Malfoy was in the hall today. It was all an act. Mr. Malfoy was going to get you expelled so he and that mudblood could be together. She's been cheating on you all this time behind your back."
"No!"
"See? All lies! There is no love! There is nothing you can gain from light magic! If you want something you take it no matter where you have to kill, no matter who you have to use, no matter who you have to kill! Power! Evil! They are the only things that exist! The only things that matter!"
"No! I won't believe you!"
"I'm telling the truth Harry! No one loves you because there is no love. Only power! No one will ever give you a break! The only way to live is to take what you want using force because they don't want you to have it. They don't want you to be happy. They want you to live by their rules and conform to their ways so they can turn you into a mindless slave! Think about it Harry. You'll see the truth in my words. One way or another."
With that Voldemort left Harry in a cold, dark, dungeon with words that were too strong to ignore. In another dungeon a young boy was going through the same treatment.
~They will both come around~ Voldemort thought as he performed another curse on Devin Park. ~They will. Then they will carry on my reign of terror~
Devin was going through similar tortures as Harry had.
"There is no love. Only power. Do you think this April you speak of loved you? How could she love you? You're weak and worthless! I can make you worth something! I can make you powerful, feared, respected! This pain you are going through, do you know who caused it?"
"Harry Potter?" Devin whispered.
"No! He helped you! He was trying to stop your pain! Everyone else, they were the cause of your pain! The only way to stop the pain is to get revenge! Sweet revenge! Think about it."
For the next 24 hours the two boys were subjected to torture. They heard each other's screams but didn't know the screams belonged to the other. Finally Voldemort walked into the dungeon Harry was being held in and an evil grin spread across his face.
"No love, only power. She never loved me. There is no love only power. If I want something I must take it." Harry repeated over and over.
The warm loving air surrounding Harry was now gone. His presence sent chills through the spine. His once warm emerald pools of light that were his eyes were now cold and steely. Harry Potter was gone.
In the other dungeon…
"Master. He's too weak. He complies but will not be able to fulfill your need."
"Oh, I don't know about that Wormtail. It will just be more of a challenge. Send him away I will assign Malfoy to train him. I will visit them frequently though so the boy knows who he answers to." Voldemort hissed back.
"But Master. I doubt he is physically able to handle the ordeal."
"Then he will die! If he can't handle it then he will die and Potter alone will follow me! It won't be a loss for me."
With that the boy was sent away, location unknown. He wasn't seen after that. Rumors say that when he went away he kept saying, "April the most hated of times, anything to do with the word must die. There is no love. Only power. The only way to compensate for the pain is to get revenge. Sweet revenge." Harry remained where he was and was trained by Voldemort himself. He left frequently Harry guessed to carry out evil plots. Unbeknownst to them, the world in a short time was about to face an evil so strong, so powerful, and so merciless, that death would soon be thought of as a gift from heaven.
