Harry Potter.
Heaven found in Hell.
Pairing: Sirius/Remus.
Summery: Sirius befriends Remus in Hogwarts, and after a while learns of his feelings for him. He tries to keep it from Remus, and himself, for he is Shinigami. Shinigami is always alone.... Or is he?
Soundtrack to chapter: With You(remix) -Linkin Park
Chapter Two.
What the fuck am I doing? I'm not supposed to like him! Especially after such a short time. I'm not supposed to know him, and... I think I just totally screwed this up. Why does everything have to go like this? Is all of my family against me or something? Not that Sleep would be bothering me right now, nor would Enigma. Their power's here are useless. Especially Sleep's. But then, there is always Hate, Revenge, and Shinimegami. K'so! What have I done? I need to leave.
With that, Sirius puts on a mask, narrowing his eyes, and letting his smile fade, before walking out of the Great Hall. This wasn't good. Shinigami never liked anyone automatically! It just wasn't done; his relatives would slaughter him if they knew! But then, why did they have to know? Sirius raises a hand to his forehead, pressing between his eyes. This is too much for him to handle right now. But what was he supposed to do? Just sit by quietly and watch him from afar? Watching but never touching; smelling but never tasting. No! Sirius Black wouldn't settle for that! He was known for going after what he wanted. Not for being an object in the background!
But... Then, this could never happen. He was born alone, he had, and still was, lived alone, and he would die alone. The God of Death was always alone. No one or nothing could change that. He had tried too many times and been hurt too many times to try again. Sirius slides down the hallway wall, letting his knees hold up his head as he turned this thought to a fine powder in his mind. Still, even after he had broke it down, he still came to the same conclusion: He would always be alone. And that was a depressing thought.
"Thinking, little brother?" Sirius looks up to meet gray eyes, and dark red hair flowing to her waist two high pigtails. "Hello, Serilda. How's my sister? Kill anyone yet?" He says, bitterness dripping from every word. She glares at him, crossing her arms across her chest. "If I did, why would you care?" Shinigami shrugs. "Good question. Why would I?" "I think I know of one certain brunette you'd like to keep alive." Serilda grins, bearing one fang. "Actually, no. I wouldn't, Serilda." The girl laughs, chilling Sirius to his spine. As she turns to leave, she "Tsk"'s him a few times, before her body is engulfed in green flame. Sirius sighs, standing up and walking. To where he wasn't sure. He just wanted to walk somewhere.
Serilda was his "sister". The Goddess of Blood. She was somewhat of a vampire, but the queen of them all, though she didn't start the line. Her great-great-great... Etc., grandmother, Naiso, did. She was also one of his relatives that he hated. Mostly because of her attitude.
Suddenly, he pushes himself up, stumbling a bit, and runs to the Great Hall. "I think I know of one certain brunette you'd like to keep alive." His sister's voice reminded him of exactly why he hated her. She was bound do something with her saying something like that. It couldn't just be a warning. Serilda never gave warnings or threats. It was always promises.
Students were beginning to flood the halls, making the search for Remus harder then needed. But he had to find him, keep an eye on him. Hopefully they had the same or close to the same classes so he wouldn't have to leave him alone. If something happens to Remus, Sirius already knew he'd never forgive himself. Just something to add to the fire of hatred for Serilda. Like that needed any more fuel; it was already one of the biggest hatreds he had, bigger would just hurt him, not help him.
"Sirius! Over here!" Sirius turns to the voice and sighs in relief as he finds that it's Remus. "Thank God." Sirius whispers. Remus runs to the boy, smiling a bit. "Where'd you go? And why did you leave?" Sirius sighs, smiling. "Long story, Remmi. Let's save it for a dark thunder struck night, shall we? Now, let's go to our classes. Wouldn't want to be late for Defense against the dark arts would you?" Sirius says as he wraps one arm around Remmi's shoulders. In his head, Serilda laughs, mocking him it seems. 'Laugh it up, Serilda. I'll feed you to my hell hounds before long if you even think of hurting Remus.' Serilda just laughs again. "Siri?" Remus says, waving a hand in front of his face. "Eh? What? Oh. Come on! Let's go." He pulls Remus toward their class.
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Serilda watches her little brother and his new friend walk down the hall, Sirius' arm wrapped around the other boy's shoulder. This was her favorite game. 'Make Sirius and his new friend hate each other.' She nearly squeals in delight with this thought. This was her 429th birthday preasent from her father, 'Hate'. And she didn't want to upset him by not having fun, now would she? Again she smiles, squealing. 'Just wait, Shinigami. I'll make your life a living hell.'
"I see you like your new gift, Serilda?" Her father, The God of the End, places a hand on her shoulder. "Yes, Father." She says, "I do. Very much." They both laugh. "So, how will this class be disrupted?"
Serilda crosses her arms across her chest, thinking. "Well.. There's always our second cousin, Scream, or our third, Deaf. Hmm.. Or Silence... Which one? Which one....?" Her father watches closely at the mirror. Sirius and his new friend were conversing.... Rather quickly. He was barely able to keep up with what they were saying.
"Oh? Really? Your father is in the Ukrain? Awesome! What about your mother?"
"She's in Southren Europe. She's running an orphanage there. She's always wanted to have a career that dealt with children. She was fascinated by them."
"Wow. So, who do you live with in the summer?"
"I live with myself. My mother comes back every month or so, and my father comes for a week three times a year. Once for my birthday, once for Christmas and once during the summer."
Serilda snaps her fingers, her face beaming. "I've got it!" Her father looks at her, eager to hear what she came up with. "I'll send in scream and deaf." "What? What good will that do?" Serilda runs her fingers around the outer edges of the mirror, watching her brother in the hall. "Well, I'll have scream effect my dear brother, and so will deaf. You see Father? If he's deaf and screaming, he doesn't know what the students or teachers are saying, nor will he know that he's screaming if I numb him. Then, he will continue screaming until I let Scream and Deaf's powers wear off. So much fun. But then, there's the very distant cousin of Torture. I could do Cousin Weakness and Cousin Torture together. They make such a lovely pair, wouldn't you say?" Her father nods. "Yes, I think Weakness and Torture will do perfectly. Father, will you do the honor?" "Of course, Blood."
Her father begins to mumble, so quietly, that Serilda cannot make out the words. Then, beside her and her father, two shadows appear, one a twisting maelstrom of black, blood and screams. The second, a green and gray pool, facinating to watch. Out of both rise hooded figures, one in dark, crimsom red; the other, in a cooling, yet frighting gray. In unison, the pair removes thier hood, revealing two human faces. Serilda turns to face a young, handsome man of twenty-four, his eyes deeply red, able to conquer the crimson of his robe. His hair is that of a starless night, spiked to a seemingly dangerous point. "Hello, Jibril." Jibril bows, so faintly, Serilda almost wasn't sure it happened or not.
Then, she turns to the last one, a female. Her pale skin was what set her apart. It reminded Serilda of the faintness of ice against blood. Her eyes are a soft, sick looking blue, and her hair, gray. Her frame was that of a starved child, her wrist barely seeming a two inches, her ribs were completely visible, and so her pelvic bone. But, dispite all of this, she was just as strong and 'healthy' as Jibril. Serilda smiles, "Hello Michelle." She, too, bows, but much more noticably then Jibril.
Serilda then walks to the mirror, Jibril and Michelle both following her. "You both remember Sirius?" Michelle nods, but Jibril leans forward a bit, looking more closely at the two that were now in class, mixing a potion. "Shinigami, Jibril?" At the name 'Shinigami', Jibril nods. "Well, were going to have some fun with him and his little friend there. Torture them, weaken them. But, don't kill them. Not yet. Wouldn't want to ware out my new presents when I haven't taken full advantage of them, would I?" The two smile, both revealing fangs.
Fushigi: 'Kay! This got a bit.... Weird now. I think I may need to change the genre to supernatural.. Anyway, I need a few people to give me characters. I'll be using them for Sirius' family. You know, how Serilda is his sister, as Blood? Like that. The ones I have taken up is Torture, Weakness, Excitment, Strength, Death, Blood, Secret, Assassin and Betrayal. The ones I need are End(m), Beginning(f), Hate(m), Vampire(m), Distress(f), Enigma(f), War(m), Silence(m), Depression(f), Sleep(m), Scream(F), Sword(f), Blind(m), Deaf(f), Loss(m), Revenge(f), forgiveness(f), Gain(m), Admire(m), Faith(f), Love(f), Joy(f), Happiness(m)and Life(f). Don't ask me to explain how all of these are related, I'd have to show you the family tree I worked out, and I can't explain that right now. If you want me to use your charater for one of these, just tell me which one, the name you want, and if you want, what the character looks like.
Disclamer: I do not own any of the characters, though I'd have the perfect life if I did. But... Yeah, I just kiddnap them, and say I didn't!! heheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheh!!!!
Ja ne!!!!!
Heaven found in Hell.
Pairing: Sirius/Remus.
Summery: Sirius befriends Remus in Hogwarts, and after a while learns of his feelings for him. He tries to keep it from Remus, and himself, for he is Shinigami. Shinigami is always alone.... Or is he?
Soundtrack to chapter: With You(remix) -Linkin Park
Chapter Two.
What the fuck am I doing? I'm not supposed to like him! Especially after such a short time. I'm not supposed to know him, and... I think I just totally screwed this up. Why does everything have to go like this? Is all of my family against me or something? Not that Sleep would be bothering me right now, nor would Enigma. Their power's here are useless. Especially Sleep's. But then, there is always Hate, Revenge, and Shinimegami. K'so! What have I done? I need to leave.
With that, Sirius puts on a mask, narrowing his eyes, and letting his smile fade, before walking out of the Great Hall. This wasn't good. Shinigami never liked anyone automatically! It just wasn't done; his relatives would slaughter him if they knew! But then, why did they have to know? Sirius raises a hand to his forehead, pressing between his eyes. This is too much for him to handle right now. But what was he supposed to do? Just sit by quietly and watch him from afar? Watching but never touching; smelling but never tasting. No! Sirius Black wouldn't settle for that! He was known for going after what he wanted. Not for being an object in the background!
But... Then, this could never happen. He was born alone, he had, and still was, lived alone, and he would die alone. The God of Death was always alone. No one or nothing could change that. He had tried too many times and been hurt too many times to try again. Sirius slides down the hallway wall, letting his knees hold up his head as he turned this thought to a fine powder in his mind. Still, even after he had broke it down, he still came to the same conclusion: He would always be alone. And that was a depressing thought.
"Thinking, little brother?" Sirius looks up to meet gray eyes, and dark red hair flowing to her waist two high pigtails. "Hello, Serilda. How's my sister? Kill anyone yet?" He says, bitterness dripping from every word. She glares at him, crossing her arms across her chest. "If I did, why would you care?" Shinigami shrugs. "Good question. Why would I?" "I think I know of one certain brunette you'd like to keep alive." Serilda grins, bearing one fang. "Actually, no. I wouldn't, Serilda." The girl laughs, chilling Sirius to his spine. As she turns to leave, she "Tsk"'s him a few times, before her body is engulfed in green flame. Sirius sighs, standing up and walking. To where he wasn't sure. He just wanted to walk somewhere.
Serilda was his "sister". The Goddess of Blood. She was somewhat of a vampire, but the queen of them all, though she didn't start the line. Her great-great-great... Etc., grandmother, Naiso, did. She was also one of his relatives that he hated. Mostly because of her attitude.
Suddenly, he pushes himself up, stumbling a bit, and runs to the Great Hall. "I think I know of one certain brunette you'd like to keep alive." His sister's voice reminded him of exactly why he hated her. She was bound do something with her saying something like that. It couldn't just be a warning. Serilda never gave warnings or threats. It was always promises.
Students were beginning to flood the halls, making the search for Remus harder then needed. But he had to find him, keep an eye on him. Hopefully they had the same or close to the same classes so he wouldn't have to leave him alone. If something happens to Remus, Sirius already knew he'd never forgive himself. Just something to add to the fire of hatred for Serilda. Like that needed any more fuel; it was already one of the biggest hatreds he had, bigger would just hurt him, not help him.
"Sirius! Over here!" Sirius turns to the voice and sighs in relief as he finds that it's Remus. "Thank God." Sirius whispers. Remus runs to the boy, smiling a bit. "Where'd you go? And why did you leave?" Sirius sighs, smiling. "Long story, Remmi. Let's save it for a dark thunder struck night, shall we? Now, let's go to our classes. Wouldn't want to be late for Defense against the dark arts would you?" Sirius says as he wraps one arm around Remmi's shoulders. In his head, Serilda laughs, mocking him it seems. 'Laugh it up, Serilda. I'll feed you to my hell hounds before long if you even think of hurting Remus.' Serilda just laughs again. "Siri?" Remus says, waving a hand in front of his face. "Eh? What? Oh. Come on! Let's go." He pulls Remus toward their class.
~*^*~
Serilda watches her little brother and his new friend walk down the hall, Sirius' arm wrapped around the other boy's shoulder. This was her favorite game. 'Make Sirius and his new friend hate each other.' She nearly squeals in delight with this thought. This was her 429th birthday preasent from her father, 'Hate'. And she didn't want to upset him by not having fun, now would she? Again she smiles, squealing. 'Just wait, Shinigami. I'll make your life a living hell.'
"I see you like your new gift, Serilda?" Her father, The God of the End, places a hand on her shoulder. "Yes, Father." She says, "I do. Very much." They both laugh. "So, how will this class be disrupted?"
Serilda crosses her arms across her chest, thinking. "Well.. There's always our second cousin, Scream, or our third, Deaf. Hmm.. Or Silence... Which one? Which one....?" Her father watches closely at the mirror. Sirius and his new friend were conversing.... Rather quickly. He was barely able to keep up with what they were saying.
"Oh? Really? Your father is in the Ukrain? Awesome! What about your mother?"
"She's in Southren Europe. She's running an orphanage there. She's always wanted to have a career that dealt with children. She was fascinated by them."
"Wow. So, who do you live with in the summer?"
"I live with myself. My mother comes back every month or so, and my father comes for a week three times a year. Once for my birthday, once for Christmas and once during the summer."
Serilda snaps her fingers, her face beaming. "I've got it!" Her father looks at her, eager to hear what she came up with. "I'll send in scream and deaf." "What? What good will that do?" Serilda runs her fingers around the outer edges of the mirror, watching her brother in the hall. "Well, I'll have scream effect my dear brother, and so will deaf. You see Father? If he's deaf and screaming, he doesn't know what the students or teachers are saying, nor will he know that he's screaming if I numb him. Then, he will continue screaming until I let Scream and Deaf's powers wear off. So much fun. But then, there's the very distant cousin of Torture. I could do Cousin Weakness and Cousin Torture together. They make such a lovely pair, wouldn't you say?" Her father nods. "Yes, I think Weakness and Torture will do perfectly. Father, will you do the honor?" "Of course, Blood."
Her father begins to mumble, so quietly, that Serilda cannot make out the words. Then, beside her and her father, two shadows appear, one a twisting maelstrom of black, blood and screams. The second, a green and gray pool, facinating to watch. Out of both rise hooded figures, one in dark, crimsom red; the other, in a cooling, yet frighting gray. In unison, the pair removes thier hood, revealing two human faces. Serilda turns to face a young, handsome man of twenty-four, his eyes deeply red, able to conquer the crimson of his robe. His hair is that of a starless night, spiked to a seemingly dangerous point. "Hello, Jibril." Jibril bows, so faintly, Serilda almost wasn't sure it happened or not.
Then, she turns to the last one, a female. Her pale skin was what set her apart. It reminded Serilda of the faintness of ice against blood. Her eyes are a soft, sick looking blue, and her hair, gray. Her frame was that of a starved child, her wrist barely seeming a two inches, her ribs were completely visible, and so her pelvic bone. But, dispite all of this, she was just as strong and 'healthy' as Jibril. Serilda smiles, "Hello Michelle." She, too, bows, but much more noticably then Jibril.
Serilda then walks to the mirror, Jibril and Michelle both following her. "You both remember Sirius?" Michelle nods, but Jibril leans forward a bit, looking more closely at the two that were now in class, mixing a potion. "Shinigami, Jibril?" At the name 'Shinigami', Jibril nods. "Well, were going to have some fun with him and his little friend there. Torture them, weaken them. But, don't kill them. Not yet. Wouldn't want to ware out my new presents when I haven't taken full advantage of them, would I?" The two smile, both revealing fangs.
Fushigi: 'Kay! This got a bit.... Weird now. I think I may need to change the genre to supernatural.. Anyway, I need a few people to give me characters. I'll be using them for Sirius' family. You know, how Serilda is his sister, as Blood? Like that. The ones I have taken up is Torture, Weakness, Excitment, Strength, Death, Blood, Secret, Assassin and Betrayal. The ones I need are End(m), Beginning(f), Hate(m), Vampire(m), Distress(f), Enigma(f), War(m), Silence(m), Depression(f), Sleep(m), Scream(F), Sword(f), Blind(m), Deaf(f), Loss(m), Revenge(f), forgiveness(f), Gain(m), Admire(m), Faith(f), Love(f), Joy(f), Happiness(m)and Life(f). Don't ask me to explain how all of these are related, I'd have to show you the family tree I worked out, and I can't explain that right now. If you want me to use your charater for one of these, just tell me which one, the name you want, and if you want, what the character looks like.
Disclamer: I do not own any of the characters, though I'd have the perfect life if I did. But... Yeah, I just kiddnap them, and say I didn't!! heheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheh!!!!
Ja ne!!!!!