One cold dark night, a man, a evil man was up to something....something so mean ,so evil that witches and wizards in the wizarding world someday would fear to speak his name..........Voldemort. He had it all planned out....murder, not of one but of two who he feared would someday have a greater power than his.......together. The first murder would be of his daughter Niyla. Voldemort knew that his daughter had something special about her. He knew right from the start that she had powers that could defeat his.Alot of strange things have been going on with Niyla unexplainable things, he knew. As he started off towards her room Niyla mother tried to stop him, all he did was give her a blank look, took out his wand muttered something, and with a green flash of light Niyla's mom laid in the floor dead.Unphased by what he had just done he started back towards the baby's room.He reached the door,he reached out his hand and turned the doorknob.. the door slowly opened. As he walked in he saw his daughter standing up in her crib, as he walked up to her crib he said.....
"Niyla I'm sorry for what I'm about to do but I have to do it."
He stepped back from the crib and gave a sad sigh,yet again he took out his wand and sad the death curse. A big flash of green light filled the room. When the light died down Voldemort walked up to the crib, amazed and horrified he saw his daughter laying in the crib........alive, her eyes were a different color than what they were before.. they were brown now they......they were lime green the color of the light that filled the room when he said the curse. Voldemort stepped back and said.....
"Fine, if I can't kill you I'll kill Lily and James's son Harry!"
He turned away from the crib ran out of the bedroom, ran out the house, and off to Godric's Hollow where the Potter's lived.
He killed James, then Lily, then tried to kill Harry but failed. The death curse bounced off Harry and hit Voldemort making him.....half dead. Just like he did with his daughter fled the scene.