Chapter Thirteen: The End
Rating: R
Warning(s): Torture, blood, rape. Language
"Awww….does the pretty boy not want to scream?" Dark bit back a retort as Walden McNair drew a knife down his taut stomach. "But I so want to hear your screams!"
"Fuck you, you asshole!" He spat, making his torturer laugh. Turning his head, he could see Draco in a similar predicament as himself. 'Why doesn't he just turn into Krad?'
'He's too scared.' Harry said. Despite being safe from bodily harm, the boy sound weary. Dark frowned in sympathy. He was brought back to reality when the knife plunged into his thigh.
"Fuck!" He hissed. McNair cackled and pulled away as the dungeon doors opened. The man bowed to the cloaked figure that stepped in and Dark growled. "Why hello Moldy-Voldie."
"Dark…" Draco moaned. "Don't…" Dark ignored the blond and watched the figure remove his cloak.
"Such insolence." The snake-like figure murmured. Dark shrugged and grinned. "I must say I am quite surprised to see one such as you."
"And I'm surprised someone such as you can have so much power." Voldemort narrowed his eyes and waved his wand. Immediately Dark felt the table he was on shift. He was titled backwards, and his legs were spread.
"You would do to remember just who you're talking to." Voldemort said threateningly. Another wave and Dark felt his tattered clothes disappear.
"You're one sick fuck, you know that?" Dark said calmly as Voldemort stepped foreword. "Raping a helpless boy."
"You're far from helpless Dark." Voldemort said, settling in between Dark's thighs. Dark smirked and Voldemort paused. "I never met someone who smirked as they were about to be raped."
"Well, now you have…" Dark grunted in pain as Voldemort forced his way in. Draco shook his head in despair. "You big loser." Dark panted. Voldemort froze mid-thrust. Dark began to laugh and Voldemort, now fearing his safety, tried to pull out.
"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE!" The man cried when he couldn't move. His supporters stood in shock, transfixed as a white light surrounded the pair.
"I'm stealing your power." Dark replied as Voldemort power and strength began to flow into him. Voldemort screamed in rage and pain and his power left his body forcefully. Dark laughed until every last drop was drained.
"You…!" Voldemort finally pulled away and stood in shock. His penis hung limply, covered in Dark's blood. "Avada Kedavra!" The man shouted, aiming at Dark. Nothing happened and Dark laughed.
"I told you, I took your power." Dark arched up off the table and a light radiated from his body. An invisible force pushed Voldemort and the closest Deatheaters back. The Deatheaters were killed on impact, but Voldemort remained alive. The bonds on Dark broke and he transfigured himself some clothes.
"You fool!" Dark waved a hand at Voldemort and the man fell unconscious. Dark turned to a stunned Draco and freed him.
"Are you okay?" Draco nodded as Dark covered him in a robe. "We need to get out of here. The Deatheaters that are unconscious will wake up soon, and we need to get Snake-man to Dumbledore."
"O-o-okay."
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"I must say, this is a surprise." Dumbledore said as Dark appeared in the middle of his office. Draco was leaning heavily on one arm and Voldemort was slung over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes.
"Here you go, one Dark Lord as you ordered." Dark joked, throwing Voldemort down. The man was slowly coming to and was bound and gagged.
"What did you do to him?" Dumbledore asked.
"Stole his powers."
"Really?" Dumbledore asked in amazement. "Astounding!" Dark flopped tiredly into a chair, wincing. "Are you injured?"
"Just sore. Everything healed when his power merged with mine and Harry's." Dumbledore nodded and turned to Draco, ignoring the now glaring Voldemort.
"And you, Mr. Malfoy?" Draco shrugged.
"Been better." He said truthfully. Dumbledore smiled.
"Well, you may head on down to the Hospital Wing. Dark, We found a way to give you a body." Dark shot up in excitement. "Of course…if it works, Draco is also welcome to give it a go."
"I'll think about it." Draco said, turning away. Once he was gone Dark whooped.
"Oh, sweet freedom for both of us! When can we do it?"
"Soon, I just have one question. What will happen to your powers?" Dark blinked.
"I'll have Harry's and he'll have mine. We'll have the same abilities and what not, we'll be equal." Dumbledore nodded.
"Then lets head down to the Room of Requirements."
TBC
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