What happened to Harry? Why is it darkness? Why am I a Riddle? (That is NO ONE'S business!) Will I shut up? ::gets hit over the head with a hammer::
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Chapter 1: A Whole New World
Harry looked up, his head fuzzy from impact with the ground. He sat up, looking around thoughtfully. This was not the familiar school grounds he knew as if they were his home. This was black, only black. Not the black like a dark cave. Nor was it the black like a room painted black. It was just darkness, darker then dark. The best words to describe this place: surreal...surreal and...lonely.
He heard footsteps from far off, coming closer and closer.
"Who's there?" His voice only mocked him from the darkness. Finally, he could see a pale face lighting up the infinite nothing, smiling...no...scowling.
"Welcome, Harry Potter." the stranger announced "Welcome to the Underworld." Harry bolted to his feet, eyes wide.
"What?"
"If you will please follow me, I will take you to your accomidations." The face drifted off following the eerie footsteps.
"Wait...where am I...what? What happened? How...?" Harry called after the quickly disappearing face.
"Hurry Mr. Potter, you do not want to keep anyone waiting." Harry thought for a second, then, forgeting his questions, ran after the bodiless person.
It seemed like hours before they actually got anywhere, but finally, a door opened from the hand of the strange man and a dimly lighted world was revieled.
"Welcome to the Underworld, Mr. Potter. This is death. Or rather, the realm of my master, death. You were taken from your world and placed here."
"So I was killed?" Harry turned to the face, now seeing the black robes cloaking the figure. He nodded. Harry could not grasp this for some strange reason. This was not right, he couldn't be...dead...
"You are..." The man walked ahead, following paths upon winding paths to a tall tower in the distance, all the while instructing Harry on what to do when he met his new master.
"Bow low, on one knee. Never look in the master's eyes. Stand straight. Say 'Yes, Master,' and 'No, Master.'"
The tower was huge. It stood straight up, reaching for the sky, if you could call it a sky. It was more like a fire just burning on a ceiling. It was probably an illusion, like Hogwarts.
"No, Mr. Potter. It is no illusion. That is Hell. All evil souls go there to suffer for eternity." Harry gasped. He was glad he was not there.
They entered the tall tower and stepped in a small chamber which strangly reminded Harry of an elevator. The man pressed a button and they started rising in the elevator toward the top of the tower. Finally, the doors opened.
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DUN DUN DUNNNNNNNNN!!! Ha! ^.^ Elevator! Isn't it kawaii!! I HAD to put an elevator. It was too open! They go up and they go down! Hee Hee!!
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Chapter 1: A Whole New World
Harry looked up, his head fuzzy from impact with the ground. He sat up, looking around thoughtfully. This was not the familiar school grounds he knew as if they were his home. This was black, only black. Not the black like a dark cave. Nor was it the black like a room painted black. It was just darkness, darker then dark. The best words to describe this place: surreal...surreal and...lonely.
He heard footsteps from far off, coming closer and closer.
"Who's there?" His voice only mocked him from the darkness. Finally, he could see a pale face lighting up the infinite nothing, smiling...no...scowling.
"Welcome, Harry Potter." the stranger announced "Welcome to the Underworld." Harry bolted to his feet, eyes wide.
"What?"
"If you will please follow me, I will take you to your accomidations." The face drifted off following the eerie footsteps.
"Wait...where am I...what? What happened? How...?" Harry called after the quickly disappearing face.
"Hurry Mr. Potter, you do not want to keep anyone waiting." Harry thought for a second, then, forgeting his questions, ran after the bodiless person.
It seemed like hours before they actually got anywhere, but finally, a door opened from the hand of the strange man and a dimly lighted world was revieled.
"Welcome to the Underworld, Mr. Potter. This is death. Or rather, the realm of my master, death. You were taken from your world and placed here."
"So I was killed?" Harry turned to the face, now seeing the black robes cloaking the figure. He nodded. Harry could not grasp this for some strange reason. This was not right, he couldn't be...dead...
"You are..." The man walked ahead, following paths upon winding paths to a tall tower in the distance, all the while instructing Harry on what to do when he met his new master.
"Bow low, on one knee. Never look in the master's eyes. Stand straight. Say 'Yes, Master,' and 'No, Master.'"
The tower was huge. It stood straight up, reaching for the sky, if you could call it a sky. It was more like a fire just burning on a ceiling. It was probably an illusion, like Hogwarts.
"No, Mr. Potter. It is no illusion. That is Hell. All evil souls go there to suffer for eternity." Harry gasped. He was glad he was not there.
They entered the tall tower and stepped in a small chamber which strangly reminded Harry of an elevator. The man pressed a button and they started rising in the elevator toward the top of the tower. Finally, the doors opened.
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DUN DUN DUNNNNNNNNN!!! Ha! ^.^ Elevator! Isn't it kawaii!! I HAD to put an elevator. It was too open! They go up and they go down! Hee Hee!!