I'm so sorry I haven't updated sooner, but my computer was hacked last week and I only was able to get it fixed yesterday. And not only that, but I lost all my files,; my stories, my pictures, EVERYTHING! I'm so upset right now. Now I have to begin my collection of anime pictures again. IT WAS SO HARD TO FIND ALL THOSE HARRY POTTER ANIME PICTURES!

On brighter news, I'M DONE WITH THE UNIVERSITY! Writing will have my undivided attention. Also I began another fan fiction that I was planing for years. I hope you like it also.

Well, without further ado, Next chapter of my Unnamed story. People, help me name my story. PLEASE?


As soon as I got home that summer, I got on the Internet and went for a little shopping spree. After all, what kind of Evil Dark Lord wears his cousin's second hand clothes and has no means to torture and give horrible, painful deaths to people? And I must say, black leather DOES make you look evil; And is a whole lot more comfortable that it looks. Long, black, leather trench coats, long, black leather pants, black leather shirts, black leather boots, you get the idea. All sorts of Japanese blades and swords, in every size and shape; axes, scythes, everything that was sharp and pointy I got. And in case you were wondering, no, I got no guns. Why? People die too quickly and I didn't get to torture them enough.

And talking about torture, I made a medieval torture chamber out of the basement. It was beautiful. It had an Iron Maiden, a "Head Crusher", "The Rack", a guillotine, a Chair of Spikes, a set of "Cat Paws", and my all time favorite, "The Pear". You probably are wondering where were my aunt and uncle while I was planing my revenge. Well, they were on a month-long cruise in the Bahamas. I remember they left $20 dollars and I was supposed to survive on that for a whole month, which I might add is IMPOSSIBLE! Fortunately, I stole my uncle's credit card before he left. No way I was going to take out MY money to pay for all that stuff. With the torture devices alone I would have been broke.

Any ways, the time for my family's return draw to a close. I remember they arrived late at night, on July 16 or 17, I don't remember which, and as they entered I whacked them on the head with a metal pipe. After wards, I drag them to the basement and I put my aunt on the iron maiden, my uncle on "the rack" and my cousin on the chair of spikes. Of course, I changed them from time to time; They tried ALL of my torture devices. But like I said before, my favorite was "the pear". Still to this day I remember my uncles screams of pain as I jammed that thing up his ass and I opened it. It must have felt the exact same way it felt every time he raped me; Which is why it was so satisfying.

It was fun while it lasted. After three and a half weeks of torturing them, they got boring, so i ended their suffering. I slammed the Iron Maiden's doors shut, with my cousin inside; He got impaled to them. I used the "Head Crusher" on mu Uncle and drilled a whole to his skull. And guess what I found in there? Nothing, just like I expected. Hmmm, the poison I gave him must have liquified his brain. No wonder he didn't scream anymore. As for my aunt, I tortured her enough. I made her watch both her husband's and only son's death, so I just decapitated her with the guillotine. I enjoyed every minute of it so much; I'm glad I taped it. I watched those videos over and over again; They were hilarious.

The cops arrived a couple of days after their death, being warned by the neighbors of the screams of pain. But I was ready, I was not about to get caught that easily. I had scratched my body with the "Cat Claws" a few weeks earlier, plus I didn't drink or ate anything for a few weeks.Also, I chained myself to the wall. I told the police my family and I were tortured by someone over several weeks. I told them that after seeing that my whole family was dead, I pretended to be dead also and the man left. They believed me and took me to get my wounds treated at a local London hospital. I won't write the name because you filthy wizards won't even know that it exists. After I was strong enough to walk, I escaped that filthy hospital. The food was horrible, even worse that Aunt Petunia's cooking. And that's saying a lot.

I had written a list of "People to Torture and/or Kill", before I left the hospital. Numbers 1 though 3 were already gone and I was getting ready to take out Number 4: Cornelius Fudge. Why, you may ask? Because that idiot destroyed my reputation, he spread lies all around the Wizarding and turned most of the people against me instead of doing his job, which by the way was protecting the Wizarding world. The time that asshole had spent on making me look bad he could have spend finding out if Voldemort was truly back to full power.

I went into the Ministry of Magic early on a Monday morning, dressed in black leather shirt, pants, boots and a long trench coat that, by the way, I used to hide my katana and tachi (Japanese swords), my retractable scythe (the blade could fold inside the handle and the handle could become shorter) and a machete ( you never know when it could come in handy).

I went directly to the Minister's office. Usually you leave your wand at the front desk, but I left it back home (I wasn't going to need it anyway), so I didn't have to stop. As I got closer, I heard to very distinct voices, Fudge and none other than Percy Weasley, Number 5 on the list.They were planning to pummel my already low reputation to the ground. And then you ask yourselves why do I hate them so much. I was so pissed that I didn't even torture them like I was planning. I just took out my katana and with a swift combination of sword slashes, their bodies were reduced to nothing but a pile of flesh and blood. Ever seen the Runouni Kenshin movie that in the beginning Seijuuro Hiko kills the men that killed all of little Kenshin's companions? Well, just like that.

Any ways, since I was so close to them, I got covered in their blood from head to toe. I remember that I liked the blood of my face, and I liked it. Then I saw all their flesh, lying there on the floor, covered in blood and I told myself: "I will just drink the blood and spit the meat out." But when I put that piece of flesh in mouth I knew I wasn't going to stop ever again. Yes, since that day I have been a cannibal, eating and drinking the blood of my dead enemies and just everyone I killed.

You probably that it is inhumane and completely disgusting eating someone else, but once you try it a assure you will never want to stop again.

But I just couldn't eat a whole person just like that. And I didn't want to left all that good meat just like that. I had to find a way to keep the bodies fresh until the time they became a meal. Solution? A preservation charm. Every time I killed someone I would cast Conservo Crudus, the preservation charm, and just take the body back to my hideout. Simple, no? This charm is great it keeps the food from rotting, blood from coagulating and it even makes it taste better.

I first tried this method on Number 6: Draco Malfoy. I found the location of Malfoy Manor, which wasn't easy at all, let me tell you, and while he lied asleep on his bed, I decapitated him. He looked so peaceful while he slept. It almost made feel bad for killing him; Keyword, almost. The little dick deserved it. Did you know that Malfoys scream like little girls? It's true. His screams alerted his parents and second later they were also screaming like girls. I actually thought it was Narcissa until I heard her say: "Lucius, are you alright? Why do you scream about?" It was so funny I fell of the roof, where I was hiding. I had no choice but to kill them quickly, or else they may have told someone. I took their hearts out with my bare hands and ate them and Draco's brain for a midnight snack. I cast the preservation charm on their bodies and took them home. I was getting a double revenge: First I killed them and them I devoured their bodies.

A couple of weeks after the Malfoys' deaths, I received a letter from the Weasleys. They were inviting me into their home. They must have thought I was on the streets; No one knew where I was exactly. I must admit, I missed my friends.But they would never have joined me; They were too goody-goodies for that. But then I thought that they only needed a little magical intervention. I did a lot of research before I got the Weasleys that year, but to no avail. When I was about to give up, one of the books I had with me fell out of my hands and opened in a page that had exactly what I had been searching for: the Change of Heart charm, a charm that transformed all the goodness in a person's soul to nothing but darkness . I wrote the words down (Obscurum inundantia anima) and left for the Weasleys' household.

Molly, the mother was very happy to see me, just like all the others. They made me an honorary member of the Weasley family and even celebrated my sixteenth birthday, the first birthday party I ever had. It almost made me regret killing Percy, almost.

Two weeks prior to the beginning of year at Hogwarts, Ron, Fred, George, Ginny(which I had already transformed) and I met with some friends at Diagon Ally: Hermione, Dean, Seamus and Neville. I greeted them all with the Change of Heart charm. One by one, all the goodness in their hearts was transformed to darkness, evil and hate. And the best part? They were under my control. But I had no use for that feature, the followed me willingly. But we couldn't let anyone know about something like this, so we pretended that nothing had ever happened.

At the beginning, the Weasleys and Hermione were mad at me because I had all the fun of killing Malfoy all by myself. But I made it up them. I told them they could take out Number 9 and 10, Crabbe and Goyle, for me. Well that cheer them up. But then we had another problem: They wanted to kill them right away and I had far better plans for them. Well, they liked my plan better in the end; Kill them at school to cause fear, panic and commotion at school. And so we did. After the Beginning of Year feast, Hermione, Ron, Ginny, Fred and George gave Crabbe and Goyle a brutalized beating, I have never seen so much blood that was not caused by the slash of a blade. I stabbed their hearts in the end. They became boring after they passed out from blood loss. Fortunately for me, the others didn't like the idea of eating people, so those to were all mine. Hell, their loss, not mine. And I must say, they were delicious.


Well people, I'm done for today and I promise I will update very soon. And thanks to those that reviewed the first chapter. I hope you like this one. Tell exactly what you think, what you liked and did not like. I want to know. BYE BYE!