Chapter 3: The United Magic Front
Voldemort got ready and aparated to the gas station in Bermtech. He walked in inconspicuously. He walked to the back near the restroom. He opened the door, and looked in. The air smelled of urine and rat dung.
He went over to the sink and tapped it. It dissolved showing an empty space where the sink was. He walked through into the UMF building.
He walked through to the light. A thin man with a mustache to match was blocking him from going any further into the new room. He was holding a paper and looking up at Voldemort.
" Mr. Riddle I presume," he drawled lazily.
" Yeah that's my name," Voldemort sneered looking at the wispy man.
Before Voldemort could say anything the man took off at a fast pace. They came into a new room. This room resembled a normal muggle office. Cubicles all over. There were three huge doors at the end of the room that caught his eye. They were labeled: Ima Soree, Ellite Force, and Lunch Room.
He followed the man to an end cubicle. On the desk was labeled T. M. Riddle. The man left leaving Voldemort at his desk. Shortly a woman came up from behind him. She was tall and slender with blonde hair.
" Hello Mr. Riddle, my name is Ima Soree, head of UMF headquarters." Voldemort just nodded looking at her.
" Each field officer has a partner. I know you're not a field officer yet but I'm still giving you a partner. His name is Vandes Snape.
A black haired man with a pasty smile strolled out behind a cubicle.
" Hello Mr., er Riddle was it," Vandes said holding back a laugh.
Voldemort cringed with anger. Suddenly a bird swooped down and landed on Vandes' head. He took the letter and skimmed down. His face became paler than it was.
" Uh, I'll leave you two amongst each other," said Soree and she walked away.
Immediately Snape bowed to the ground apologizing.
" So sorry master. I didn't know it was you. Please forgive me."
" Get up you fool, don't make a scene here."
" Sorry Lord, I didn't know you were the one Malfoy told me about," Vandes said choking back tears.
" Very well, you can make it up to me later," Voldemort snarled.
For the rest of the day Voldemort did deskwork. He got up to leave and tripped over a box. His shirt ripped revealing his left forearm. Snape came up to pick up the box and saw "it".
"It" was a birthmark resembling a snake crawling out of a skull. "It" was called the dark mark. "It" was the sign of Slytherin and soon sign of Voldemort.
Snape glanced down at Voldemort's arm and called out," That's the sign of--- "
" --Salazar Slytherin," Voldemort finished.
" That must mean you're the heir, bloody hell your the heir!"
" That's right, said Voldemort in an I though you already knew kind of tone.
When he got back to Le Toh he was too tired to do anything but sleep. He had a dream.
Two green beams hit each other. They start to grow bigger. A yelling can be heard. The two beams explode causing a crash. Tom opened his eyes soaked with cold sweat.
Voldemort got ready and aparated to the gas station in Bermtech. He walked in inconspicuously. He walked to the back near the restroom. He opened the door, and looked in. The air smelled of urine and rat dung.
He went over to the sink and tapped it. It dissolved showing an empty space where the sink was. He walked through into the UMF building.
He walked through to the light. A thin man with a mustache to match was blocking him from going any further into the new room. He was holding a paper and looking up at Voldemort.
" Mr. Riddle I presume," he drawled lazily.
" Yeah that's my name," Voldemort sneered looking at the wispy man.
Before Voldemort could say anything the man took off at a fast pace. They came into a new room. This room resembled a normal muggle office. Cubicles all over. There were three huge doors at the end of the room that caught his eye. They were labeled: Ima Soree, Ellite Force, and Lunch Room.
He followed the man to an end cubicle. On the desk was labeled T. M. Riddle. The man left leaving Voldemort at his desk. Shortly a woman came up from behind him. She was tall and slender with blonde hair.
" Hello Mr. Riddle, my name is Ima Soree, head of UMF headquarters." Voldemort just nodded looking at her.
" Each field officer has a partner. I know you're not a field officer yet but I'm still giving you a partner. His name is Vandes Snape.
A black haired man with a pasty smile strolled out behind a cubicle.
" Hello Mr., er Riddle was it," Vandes said holding back a laugh.
Voldemort cringed with anger. Suddenly a bird swooped down and landed on Vandes' head. He took the letter and skimmed down. His face became paler than it was.
" Uh, I'll leave you two amongst each other," said Soree and she walked away.
Immediately Snape bowed to the ground apologizing.
" So sorry master. I didn't know it was you. Please forgive me."
" Get up you fool, don't make a scene here."
" Sorry Lord, I didn't know you were the one Malfoy told me about," Vandes said choking back tears.
" Very well, you can make it up to me later," Voldemort snarled.
For the rest of the day Voldemort did deskwork. He got up to leave and tripped over a box. His shirt ripped revealing his left forearm. Snape came up to pick up the box and saw "it".
"It" was a birthmark resembling a snake crawling out of a skull. "It" was called the dark mark. "It" was the sign of Slytherin and soon sign of Voldemort.
Snape glanced down at Voldemort's arm and called out," That's the sign of--- "
" --Salazar Slytherin," Voldemort finished.
" That must mean you're the heir, bloody hell your the heir!"
" That's right, said Voldemort in an I though you already knew kind of tone.
When he got back to Le Toh he was too tired to do anything but sleep. He had a dream.
Two green beams hit each other. They start to grow bigger. A yelling can be heard. The two beams explode causing a crash. Tom opened his eyes soaked with cold sweat.
