A/N: For now on I'll update more often, I promise. It's just 3 stories at once is quite hard. I hope your Christmas' were Merry! Happy New Year! 2 hours of my 2 1/2 hour flight were spent on this story, so expect good things!

Thump! Severus had tripped over a rock, while deep in thought

Crash! Severus slammed into an elm tree.

"What a klutz!" laughed Leonidas.

"Will this never end! I feel like I'm going mad!" yelled Severus.

"Calm down! It will end soon enough...besides we're just about there." replied Leonidas

As Severus looked around he noticed he had now gone from the field to Petrify Forest. Walking on a dirt path Severus was terrified at the thought of what the path could lead to. He had now stepped off the path and glided smoothly through a few sycamore trees to a clearing.

Slither Hither Lither

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Nabull Ablo Genaysow

It was a strange chanting that filled the air in a different language. Standing in the clearing was a circle of somewhat terrifying, black cloaks. Of them, one with piercing, red eyes under a hood stepped foward.

"U R Venus Pameves Scars, from this day foward in the meetings of those who purify the wizarding race. This sacred name was created by me just as I made my own name as well as all others who stand here beneath the light of the full moon," declared the Dark Lord.

It had gotten darker and Severus noticed there was a full moon, yet not a star in sight. He had a feeling that not even the stars, so large and so far away, had the courage to appear in the complete, utter darkness.

"Do you join my services of your own will, agree to purify the wizarding race, follow my orders, even if it results in dying while doing so?" questioned the Dark Lord.

"Yes," Severus (more like Leonidas) said.

"Will you bare my mark with pride or curse?" questioned the Dark Lord again.

"Pride," answered "Severus"

Voldemort took out his wand tapped Severus' arm and commanded ,"Crucio Excamarcucio!"

It was terrible, completely unbearable. Bandages being ripped off your arm repeatedly. Thousands of knives being pulled in and out of you. Your skin burning and freezing at the same time. Being shot with a gun again and again and again. He felt like he was being turned inside out and then shaped into a pretzel. Yet it hurt even more than all those things combined. When Severusthought he was going to dieat last the pain subsided.

Severus looked down to see a mark he had first seen at age of seven and it made him feel the same frightened way. On his left arm lay...the Dark Mark.

But this was only the beginning of a living hell, which was unfortunately: his life.

A/N: Review! And more chapters will appear, longer ones! U R Venus Pameves Scars- play with this and if you understood what Voldemort said you'll know what you're gonna get.