Well, people I'm so sorry I didn't updated last week. For that, I will make this a double post. Two chapter for the prize of one! Take as my way of saying sorry.
Also, this chapters dedicated to my friend, Phee-chan (in bold so you can see it), who is very sick right now. This is for you my friend, get better soon!
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Harry Potter characters! But I do own Frosty and Brae-chan so me happy!
Italics: thoughts in Harry's head
Previously:
"He has someone you love, this demon that's possessing the boy?", asked Malak. Kestrel and Azarius nodded. "Your son. He is the main reason you have come here. You went trough all the tortures of Hell and the emptiness of Limbo in the hopes that in Heaven you could get the Holy Blade. Such love and determination is rare in this day and age on Earth. Depending on how you two answer this question, the world is either saved or doomed. What are you willing to give for this sword, that will be destroyed after it is used?" asked the Seraph. Kestrel and Azarius looked at each other and held their hands together. And with tears in his eyes, the Lord of Vampires answered the words that would seal their fate.
"We would go through all the tortures of Hell for the rest of eternity, if it meant we could get a chance to save our children."
"Then the world is save."
Hell Raiser: The Stand
By: K.L. Bloodfang
Chapter 8: ENOUGH!
In the days that passed after his awakening, Harry had gotten much stronger. He could take control far easier, usually saving a victim from horrible torture and/or death. He wouldn't even allow Permafrost to abuse Braeden. Every time he tried to even yell at him, Harry would take over; which made Braeden very happy. Finally, all his suffering was beginning to bear fruit.
To say that Permafrost was angry at Harry's interference would be putting it bluntly. He was raging mad! He couldn't stand the boys intrusion for much more!
'How in the Seven Hell's can I get MY heir if that good for nothing, little bastard keeps getting in my way! I have to find some way to lock him up again! I'm beginning to see hope in the eyes of my slaves. And if there is an emotion that I can't stand, is HOPE!', though the pissed off Ice King. 'I'll just have to do some research and find the correct spell.'
'As if I would grant you the chance to seal me again!', yelled Harry in his head.
'WHAT!', yelled Frost surprised. Harry laughed.
'What's the matter? Hearing voices in your head, you fucking psycho?', taunted Harry. The Ice King glared at the teenager. 'SHUT UP, you annoying little pest!'
'Why should I? This is MY body! You're the parasite that inside it! Get the Hell out of my body!', said Harry, finally standing up to Permafrost.
'HA! Are you insane? Why the fuck would I do something stupid like that? I'm sorry, boy, but this my body now. I'll get rid of you soon enough,' said the evil one, but Harry didn't flinch. Frost had to admit to himself, he was actually kind of impressed that the insect could actually stand up to him.
'I see you've gotten stronger. No matter, I'll just have to get a stronger curse', he said to the boy, smirking.
'I'll like to see you try.'
Braeden was looking at Permafrost and could see the internal struggle inside his head. One minute his ice were ice-blue, the next green. One minute his face looked evil, th next nice. It was actually kind of funny for him. He was glad Harry was putting up a fight now.
Later, inside Frost Palace's Library
Permafrost was pissed! He had looked in half the books in the library for a spell that would get rid of the nagging voice in his head, but to no avail. He had found some spells that would do the trick, but they weren't painful or brutal enough. He didn't want only to seal Harry's soul, he wanted him gone!
After another hour of searching, he was about to call it quits for the day, when his eye fell on a curse. He smirked, reading the curses effects.
"Anime Mors Mortis: Literally Soul Death. This Dark Curse kills the soul within a person, allowing the caster to use the body as he pleased. The curses use is banned by the Ministry of Magic and the punishment to the caster is the Dementor's Kiss.
Perfect. Just what I need to destroy the brat. This body and mind is as good as mine!", said Permafrost, laughing evilly.
Braeden had been watching what his 'mate' had been doing for a while. At hearing those words, he covered his mouth and ran away. 'NO! If he destroys Harry's soul all will be lost! But what can i do?', he thought, tears falling from his eyes. Right then, his hopes all but shattered. He had to keep hoping some sort of miracle could save his Harry.
A few days passed. Permafrost kept practicing his new curse on his slaves. He didn't want anything to go wrong when he tried to kill Harry. He was very happy with the performance of the curse itself. The person gave a heart tearing scream right before they die, the Ice King's favorite sound. Plus in the end he had all their body's to devour.
It was on a late afternoon, some days later, that he noticed that he had eaten all the bodies. He also felt the need for a delicacy; he craved the softest and tenderest meat of all: the flesh of a small child.
"SEVERUS!", he yelled. Soon after, the once Potions professor arrived.
"Yes, your Majesty?"
"Bring me a child. I crave for the soft meat of a young child. Make it a little girl, no older than 4. Got it?"
"Yes, Master," answered Snape, paling at the cannibals request. He despised bringing in human sacrifices for Permafrost, but even more if it was a child.
"Good, you have an hour."
Snape walked out the room, his head down in shame. An hour later he returned, a 2 year old, little girl in his arms. She had big, bright baby blue eyes and curly blonde hair. She looked at Permafrost with those warm eyes that could melt the heart of even the coldest of person. The Ice King smiled, and opened his arms to receive the young child. Severus regretfully handed her to her death.
"Well done, Severus! She looks exquisite!" Severus left the room as fast as he could, not wanting to witness the little one's demise.
Permafrost smirked and made a dagger out of ice. The little girl looked at him in amazement, not knowing what was about to happen to her. "I'm gonna eat you alive. I want to hear your little screams and whimpers as I carve out the flesh from your small bones. Do you understand that, child?" he said in a sweet, caring tone to the child, who only blinked and smiled at him. Frost smirked, 'No you don't,' he thought to himself.
He sat down on his ice throne and placed the little girl on his lap. He then took the dagger on one of his hand and the child soft hand in the other. As he was about to carve out the first piece of flesh, a scream inside his head made him stop. He grunted and closed his eyes. When they opened, they where green.
Harry dropped the dagger on the floor and smashed it. He then ran out the room holding the child gently. He located Braeden and gave the little girl at him. "Brae, I need you to get this child out of here, get her back to her parents. Go, now!"
"But Harry! I can't leave you. Permafrost found a curse that will destroy your soul!" said Braeden, fear in his eyes. Harry smiled at his and kissed him on the lips. "I know. But don't worry, I know of a way to stop him. For now, do as I say. Return the little girl to her parents. Ask Severus where he got her from."
"What was a child doing here anyways?", asked Brae curiously.
"She was to become Permafrost's dinner." The young vampire opened his eyes wide and clutched the girl harder. "Okay, I'm going. Please, be careful. I don't want to lose you."
Harry smiled and kissed his lover once again. "You won't. I'm stronger than I look."
Braeden ran away, searching for the Potions Master. Harry suddenly fell to his knees and grabbed his head. An immense pain shoot out of every fiber of his body. Permafrost had lost it.
'THAT'S IT! YOU HAVE MEDDLED IN MY AFFAIRS FOR LONG ENOUGH! Anima Mors Mortis', he yelled, casting his curse.
'Mentis Inreto!' Harry's curse clashed against the Soul Death curse, canceling it. A black encircled them, trapping the two.
'What is the meaning of this!', yelled Permafrost.
'A mind trap. We are trapped in here and only one of will leave. Whoever wins, gets control of this body.'
'A desperate move for a desperate man. I'm game. Let the Carnage begin!'
Well, that's it for this chapter! Off to write the next one! As soon as its done I'll post it. But don't worry, it will be today. Please review.
