Tom appeared in the empty streets of the small town. It was very late the mist crept about him like his cloak. Tom walked down the street of the town. He saw a bright lights still buzzing in a tavern and moved further into the shadows of the night. He stopped when he reached a large manor house and smiled. This was the home of his grandparents and father. The father that abandoned him and his mother. The mother that had spent her last months in agony with a broken heart. Tom felt his jaw clench and felt his heart pounding. If you had been standing near Tom you would have noticed the strange glow to his eyes. The glow was red, blood and hell fire. Tom walked up to the gates and found them locked tight. He rolled his eyes.
"Muggles." He sighed and pulled out his wand and pointed it at the large cast iron lock and with a word the lock fell away to unlock the gate. Tom pushed aside the large iron doors of the gate and walked through being sure to keep in shadow unless someone noticed him and get suspicious. He walked quickly up to the house and noticed the great oak doors engraved with ivy and elaborate patterns. Tom shook his head. Going through the front was too risky, what if they had a butler or maid, he'd have to kill them too. Tom walked around the house moving quickly and crouched low when he found his way to the back door. Tom looked up at all the windows; no lights were to be found except at the front. Tom smirked as he jiggled the door handle and found it locked. Tom pulled his wand and repeated the spell he had used to unlock the gates and the door clicked open. To made his way from the kitchen up a long hall to where he could see the dinging room while still hidden in shadow. There were three at the long dark oak table. Two men and a woman, all dressed in their finest for dinner. Tom narrowed his eyes, he knew the younger must be his father, the black hair and long fingers gripping his silverware were a dead give away. The other two must have been his parents. Best get rid of the whole family and be done with it. Leave no witness. Tom made his move stepping out of the shadows.
"Well, Well, Well We have the whole family sitting down at dinner, or do we?" The older man stood up at once his eyes narrowed.
"Who are you and what are you doing in my home?" the younger man remained glued to his seat his eyes wide with fear along with his mother.
"Recognize me, muggle?" Tom spat at his father. The man shook his head rapidly.
"Get out you... you...you...." Mr. Riddle made his way toward Tom his hands out stretched, ready to grab him. Tom quickly pulled out his wand and uttered the terrible words.
"Avada Kedavra!" the green wave of magic spilled from his wand and through Mr. Riddle. Mr. Riddle's face contorted with horror and his lifeless, yet rigid body hit the floor .The woman screamed and jumped from her chair.
"Not so fast, Grandmother." Tom shot the spell at her and she too went rigid and fell to the floor a look of horror covering her face. This only left the two Tom's in the room alive.
"You freak. Why, why-are you here? Why are you doing this?" Tom's eyes turned on his father.
"You killed my mother, you're a disease, all muggles are, one that I plan to eradicate."
"Your mother killed herself, I knew when she told me about you, that you'd be trouble and when she told me what she was and what you would be that was the last straw and then when the hospital called me to come and get you," he laughed, "I told them she was a liar and hung up." The older Tom scoffed. The younger Tom's hands shook with rage and tears threatened topour from his eyes but having barred himself from such a petty action some time ago he held them back. Tom narrowed his eyes and uttered the last words his father would hear.
"Avada Kedavra"
Sirena sat up in bed with a start her ears rung with the spell and the vision of green light. She stood quickly from the bed; staring up at the clock she found it to be early morning. Sirena made her way out to the other room of the hotel and found Tom awake on the couch smoking a cigarette. That's when she felt it, the stone burning on her chest.
"Tom?" She whispered from her spot near the bedroom door. Tom looked up and smiled at her his long fingers putting the cigarette out quickly in an ashtray.
"My dear, what are you doing up, bit early for you?" He patted the spot on the couch next to him. Sirena cautiously made her way over to him and sat. He looked tired, dark circles under his eyes. He apparently hadn't gotten any sleep.
"I was about to ask you the same." She said carefully."I had a nightmare, silly isn't it? To have nightmares at my age." Sirena sighed with relief, it was only a bad dream and that was all.
"Its not silly at all, everyone has bad dreams. I woke because I was frightened. I felt your anger and I got worried." Tom's eyes went wide. His great plans had almost been ruined; this stone was dangerous to his relationship with her. How long could he keep the monster hidden from her?
"Muggles." He sighed and pulled out his wand and pointed it at the large cast iron lock and with a word the lock fell away to unlock the gate. Tom pushed aside the large iron doors of the gate and walked through being sure to keep in shadow unless someone noticed him and get suspicious. He walked quickly up to the house and noticed the great oak doors engraved with ivy and elaborate patterns. Tom shook his head. Going through the front was too risky, what if they had a butler or maid, he'd have to kill them too. Tom walked around the house moving quickly and crouched low when he found his way to the back door. Tom looked up at all the windows; no lights were to be found except at the front. Tom smirked as he jiggled the door handle and found it locked. Tom pulled his wand and repeated the spell he had used to unlock the gates and the door clicked open. To made his way from the kitchen up a long hall to where he could see the dinging room while still hidden in shadow. There were three at the long dark oak table. Two men and a woman, all dressed in their finest for dinner. Tom narrowed his eyes, he knew the younger must be his father, the black hair and long fingers gripping his silverware were a dead give away. The other two must have been his parents. Best get rid of the whole family and be done with it. Leave no witness. Tom made his move stepping out of the shadows.
"Well, Well, Well We have the whole family sitting down at dinner, or do we?" The older man stood up at once his eyes narrowed.
"Who are you and what are you doing in my home?" the younger man remained glued to his seat his eyes wide with fear along with his mother.
"Recognize me, muggle?" Tom spat at his father. The man shook his head rapidly.
"Get out you... you...you...." Mr. Riddle made his way toward Tom his hands out stretched, ready to grab him. Tom quickly pulled out his wand and uttered the terrible words.
"Avada Kedavra!" the green wave of magic spilled from his wand and through Mr. Riddle. Mr. Riddle's face contorted with horror and his lifeless, yet rigid body hit the floor .The woman screamed and jumped from her chair.
"Not so fast, Grandmother." Tom shot the spell at her and she too went rigid and fell to the floor a look of horror covering her face. This only left the two Tom's in the room alive.
"You freak. Why, why-are you here? Why are you doing this?" Tom's eyes turned on his father.
"You killed my mother, you're a disease, all muggles are, one that I plan to eradicate."
"Your mother killed herself, I knew when she told me about you, that you'd be trouble and when she told me what she was and what you would be that was the last straw and then when the hospital called me to come and get you," he laughed, "I told them she was a liar and hung up." The older Tom scoffed. The younger Tom's hands shook with rage and tears threatened topour from his eyes but having barred himself from such a petty action some time ago he held them back. Tom narrowed his eyes and uttered the last words his father would hear.
"Avada Kedavra"
Sirena sat up in bed with a start her ears rung with the spell and the vision of green light. She stood quickly from the bed; staring up at the clock she found it to be early morning. Sirena made her way out to the other room of the hotel and found Tom awake on the couch smoking a cigarette. That's when she felt it, the stone burning on her chest.
"Tom?" She whispered from her spot near the bedroom door. Tom looked up and smiled at her his long fingers putting the cigarette out quickly in an ashtray.
"My dear, what are you doing up, bit early for you?" He patted the spot on the couch next to him. Sirena cautiously made her way over to him and sat. He looked tired, dark circles under his eyes. He apparently hadn't gotten any sleep.
"I was about to ask you the same." She said carefully."I had a nightmare, silly isn't it? To have nightmares at my age." Sirena sighed with relief, it was only a bad dream and that was all.
"Its not silly at all, everyone has bad dreams. I woke because I was frightened. I felt your anger and I got worried." Tom's eyes went wide. His great plans had almost been ruined; this stone was dangerous to his relationship with her. How long could he keep the monster hidden from her?