Author:
Vengeance
Title: Circumstance Created
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer:
I OWN NOTHING Stabs lawyers with pitch fork LEAVE ME ALONE
...er
... well. that is ... I don't own anything that belongs to anyone
else... all made up characters are mine... so there : P
Summary:
confident american muggle, absorbs the power from Voldies wand.
What's all this magic? Strange, Weird and totally Supernatural. Fate
doesnt control us, rather we it. Story is Much better than summary.
enjoy.
Chapter 2
Little Dreams
' oh dear' I thought as I looked around me 'how do I get myself into these messes'
My body moved towards the rotting wall without my consent.
'one of those dreams'
a bright mirror with crookedly evil looking edges came into view right in front of my face. My reflection stared back at me as if daring me to look away. Then it slowly changed. My hair lengthened and darkened the streaks braiding with gold wire and my eyes changed from the blue like color that I loved so much to dark green, a poison green. A scar ran form from the bottom of my left ear to the middle of my collar bone my not reflection smiled at me and a phrase viciously carved itself across the mirror
"eerf ylflli wuoy dn adelliflu feb lli wsma erd ruoy"
'what?' I thought 'what does it means!"
My not reflection grinned evilly
"You will understand" a voice boomed above me . I turned and looked up.
"who said that? Who are you? What will I understand?"
"it will be made clear..."the voice died and I felt a strong burning sensation across my chest. It didn't stop but grew worse, a cruel laughter sounded behind me, I whirled face to face with my not reflection cackling madly.
The Phrase in the mirror started to glow a harsh red before slowly disappearing, as it did the burning in my chest grew. I screamed, the red lettering of the phrase glowing through the shirt I was waring. Gasping for breath as the pain spiked, my eyes widened in realization. It was being branded into my skin. I was on my knees hunched in a ball screaming with tears running down my cheeks, how I got in this position I don't know. The pain throbbed ebbing, a hand on my face brought me into 'reality' again.
"fear not child, you will soon know" the sexless voice flowed over me and I looked up. The figure was as sexless as the voice it spoke with, there is no way to describe it as its figure constantly changed, not a second between changed. But the eyes ... the eyes were always the same always a terribly frightening yet warm gold, staring ,not at me ,but through me.
"do not fear child all will be well" the voice called and the body faded away. For an instant I was consumed in flames of pain, and with a scream of dieing anguish I awoke.
A/N
Hi all, sorry its so short. next one is longer I promise. please review.