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Hell Raiser: The Pact
By: K.L. Bloodfang
Chapter 8: The Dark Lord's Heir
Voldemort led Permafrost back to the library, where the Death Eaters still stared at the corpses on the floor.
"You still haven't cleaned those two off the floor? They are worth nothing, not now not ever! Lestrange, remove your wife's worthless body of the floor and Snape move Pettigrew", said Voldemort, gliding to his chair by the fire.
Both pale males moved to carry out their Masters orders. As they were getting closer, an ice wall appeared on their way, keeping them from reaching their target. An icy laugh was heard behind them, which made them shiver out of fear.
"What do you think you're doing? I'm not done with them. Their hearts were only a snack; I'll have the rest of them for dinner", said a smirking 'Frost, freezing the dead ones' bodies entirely. Many Death Eaters shuddered from the boys words. Even Voldemort was surprised. No one had ever made all hi followers tremble in fear like that, just him. He had found a much better job for the Ice Cold Killer.
"Well done, Permafrost. The only other person that has ever made them shudder with fear has been me. I am rather impress with your overall performance", said the Dark Lord addressing the teen. "My faithful Death Eaters, I have an announcement to make. I have come to a decision regarding my succession. As you all know, I have been searching for an heir, someone worthy of taking my place when I have left this world, someone fit to lead you all toward a glorious future. For a moment, I had thought of choosing the Malfoy boy, seeing that the younger generation, the future of my organization, follows his every command and since they are all dead, that doesn't really matter anymore.
But recently I have seen the actions of a far more praiseworthy successor, a successor whose name strikes fear in the hearts of ALL wizards, including you, my Death Eaters. He is a cold-hearted murderer, who seems to enjoy massacring and torturing as much, if not more that I. My new heir shall be Permafrost."
Every one in the room, gasped in surprise; one Death Eater even fainted. Disgusted with his follower's weakness, Voldemort raised his wand to kill him, but a pale hand stopped him from cursing the poor fool.
"Please, My Lord, let me play with him before you kill him", said the cruel-hearted child, making the Dark Lord smile.
"Very well, my child; he's all yours."
Permafrost levitated the poor fool and took him to the torture chamber. Finally, after several minutes of silence, one of the Death Eaters gathered up enough courage to confront their Master.
"My Lord, how can you accept that boy as you heir? He destroyed our future by murdering our children! Hell, we don't even know if he is a Pureblood! He doesn't deserve to be your heir!", yelled Malfoy Sr. at his Master, greatly annoying him.
"First, CRUCIO! Lucius, who I choose or not to follow in my footsteps is none of your business; your problem is that you're mad because he killed your son. Your son may had been purer than Permafrost, but the Ice Prince, as my heir shall be know, is far more suitable to be my successor that your son ever was! You've seen him in action! Do you honestly think that your son could have killed half the people that Permafrost has in the same time? Do you think he could have shed as much blood or torture as many victims for so long? I don't believe he could. Even you are afraid of him!", said the Dark Lord, lifting the Cruciatus curse. "Do any of you have anything else to argument?", he asked staring at the rest of his followers, who shook their heads, fearful of their Master's reaction. "Good."
After several minutes, of a rather uncomfortable silence, a loud belch was heard from the door. Permafrost stood at the door, his mouth, fingers, and the front of his clothes covered in blood. He smiled smugly as he licked his fingers clean.
"Sorry, Voldy, I couldn't resist eating him. Hey, I was hungry! Mmm, he tasted pretty good. But I left you his heart, if you want him", said the Ice Prince, holding a heart in his bloody hand.
"No, my child, you keep it. I thought you were going to torture him?"
"I did. I ate him alive."
"Disgusting", said a Death Eater. Permafrost pointed his sword at the Death Eater, who happened to be Severus Snape, but was stopped by a hand lowering his sword.
"No, Permafrost. Lesson number one: Torture, not kill, your most powerful and influential followers", said Voldemort.
"Okay. CRUCIO!" The man screamed in pain as his body twisted into naturally impossible positions. The Dark Lord's cruel laughter echoed throughout the mansion, awaking the demonic sword's tortured wails. After nearly a half-hour of excruciating pain, the Ice Prince lifted the torture curse from Severus Snape.
"Good. Now to become my heir there are several things that you must learn. Like for example, you need to learn diplomacy, since you will have to deal with several different races. You need manners, judging by your little entrance. You must learn potions and Defense against the Dark Arts. And of course you will learn the Dark Arts and some magic and weapon dueling. I want you to be prepared for anything that may come your way. Lucius, you will teach him diplomacy and manners, Severus, you deal with the potions and defense and I will work with the Dark Arts and dueling." The Dark Lord walked to his heir's chosen professors and looked at them straight in the yes. "I don't want you to go easy on him, but if you seriously harm him or abuse of your power I'll give such torture that you will wish that Permafrost had eaten you alive", threatened the Dark Lord.
Over the course of the next two months, Permafrost suffered under the intense training of Snape, Malfoy and Voldemort. He had gotten burn, hit, slashed, stabbed, hexed and curse. He suffered through the Imperius and Cruciatus curse, casted by Voldemort himself. But none the less he was ready.
From Snape he had learned how to brew several horrible potions, which did everything from liquidating your organs to burning the drinker from the inside out (Very horrible ways to die, if you ask me.) and he learned how to brew Veritaserum, excellent for interrogating possible traitors. Snape also taught him about all sorts of Dark Creatures, especially werewolves and vampires, which were allies of them in the war and how to fight of the Unforgivables. Lucius Malfoy, who spent half his time smacking the boy every time he did something wrong, taught him proper behavior and how to treat and behave in front of different races. He also educated him in making deals and alliances with such races.
But the hardest training came from the Dark Lord himself. It was also the one who taught him the most. Making a mistake before Voldemort was severely punished. Voldemort taught him every Dark spell, curse and ritual ever invented, his favorites of course being blood rituals. 'Frost became an expert in the Unforgivables; even though he had yet to kill a person with the Avada Kedavra (He had an impressive collection of preserve rat corpses in his room though.). He also learned how to dual, magically and with swords.
Voldemort was extremely pleased with his successor's progress; Permafrost had become an even greater heir that he had ever imagined. He had become stronger, more agile and even crueler, if possible. The Dark Lord walked to the Ice Prince's room and knocked on the boy's door. Rustling was heard inside and Permafrost emerged from the room, wearing black robes with his mark in blood red embroidered at the back. He held his blood red Death Eater mask on his hand and he knelt before his Master.
"Good Evening, My Lord. What may I do for you tonight?", asked Permafrost, greeting him.
"My boy, the time has come for your initiation", answered the Dark Lord. "Stand up and follow me."
The Ice prince stood up and silently walked behind Voldemort. He led the boy to a dark room which held an altar lid with red and black candles. In the middle, chained to the altar, was a little girl of no more that 7 years of age. Once the Dark Lord and his heir were standing next to the girl, the rest of the Death Eaters entered the room, each wearing their white mask and black robes.
"We are gathered here tonight, to officially present my successor, Permafrost, The Ice Prince, to you my followers", said the Dark Lord. He then turned around to face Permafrost. "But first, you must pass one final test. See this little child? You must torture and murder this child, using the Unforgivables." Behind his mask, Permafrost stared dumbfounded at his Master. He walked in front of the little girl and looked into her tear-stained face.
"Please, mister, don't hurt me. Please", pleaded the little girl, but her please fell into deaf ears.
"CRUCIO!"
'Frost's curse stroked the girl in her heart, making her scream and twist in pain. After a few minutes of torture, Permafrost lifted the curse from the little child. He then again pointed his hand at the girl.
"AVADA KEDAVRA!"
The small child died instantly, her little body hitting the floor with a soft thud. Permafrost stabbed the girl's body with his hellish sword, draining it of its magical energy and blood. Voldemort applauded his heir's work and soon he was joined by his followers.
"This is my heir, your Master. You are to treat him with the same respect as you treat me. Whatever he says, goes, unless I say otherwise", said the Dark Lord, addressing his Death Eaters. He then turned to his successor and placed his hands on the boy's shoulders.
"Well done, my son. You have made me proud."
"I aim to please you father."
Well, I am done. I have nothing important to say right now, just that I have to go study for a test this after noon. See ya and review. And don't say it; I know this chapter is crap. Sorry, I'm sickly.