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Key:

"…" This is speech.

(…) This is phoenix speech.

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Chapter 3.

Heero blinked and watched Harry leave. He sighed and curled up into a ball on the cold floor. He saw other's being bought and sold and growled inside his mind. Heero knew that this was meant to happen. He could feel the power surrounding this area and knew that no one would ever believe a slave was able to defy the master. He growled as night came and saw Saryon and paled. His mind worked it over and he backed away. He lowered his head and bared his fangs in threat.

Saryon laughed and killed the trainer who had traded Melissa for Heero. Saryon then entered the cage and led Heero into the torture room and hooked him up and glared.

"So you killed my son Heero?"

"You bastard. Yes I killed your son. He deserved it to. As do you. I will make sure that you pay very soon."

Saryon laughed and selected a whip and walked behind Heero and started to lash his back growing frustrated as Heero refused to scream. Saryon finished and dragged him into the cell and tossed him inside and left him to rest. Saryon went back to his room and lay down for sleep.

Heero curled up in a ball and listened to Saryon leave. He sighed as his back healed over and the wounds and scars faded. He then stood and stretched and called for Fawkes. He spoke once the phoenix was hovering silently.

"What is happening Fawkes? No one ever told me something like this was going on. I mean I don't understand what I should be doing now. Or even later. I wish I knew more on how to help. Please explain this to me."

( I am sorry Heero. I wish that there was something more that I was able to do. I will watch over you from a distance. You must overcome the trial on your own. No one can help you now. Remain strong and unbroken. You are the vampire king and the son to Voldemort. You are beyond even Saryon. Good luck Heero.)

Heero watched Fawkes flame away and sighed. He knew that the phoenix was right he would have to survive and figure out how to kill Saryon before he went home as everything depended on the death of his new master. He smiled and decided that he would pretend to be a slave till he found a weakness to Saryon. He lay down and drifted into sleep.

Meanwhile Harry led Melissa inside and into her bedroom. He moved over and unclipped the leash and spoke.

"Are you hungry or thirsty Melissa? Please speak to me daughter."

"What do you wish me to say master? You own me now master. I wish to please you master. I'm sorry master."

"Get some rest. Sleep in the bed."

Harry then turned and walked out leaving the door open and went into his bedroom and lay down beside Draco. They started to cry together both knowing that Heero was lost to them and that it would take a long time for their daughter to snap back into being who and what she used to be. They knew that it was a long hard road ahead of her and that they would need to stand with her.

Melissa cried and looked around the room. Her mind remembering the time before her capture. She realized that she was free and home now. She then saw her dark mark and felt the collar and the joy faded. She was marked and a pet to her own father. She knew he would never harm her but she feared his wrath. Her training had taught her that she was filth and not worthy of anything much less a name. She walked into the corner farthest from the door and lay on the floor and drifted into a light and scared sleep.

The next morning Heero woke to sounds of dishes banging and moving. He growled and watched the traders feed the other slaves and saw that he gained nothing. Heero blinked and realized that in order to be fed he had to trick Saryon. He heard his master coming and cowered in the back of the cell.

Saryon walked forward and entered and smirked. He believed that with that collar Heero would be unable to harm him. He was unsure how the slave had killed his son but he knew he would get his revenge the daughter was good but the vampire king was better. Saryon dragged Heero out and into the bedroom and chained him to the wall and smirked and grabbed clips and walked closer.

Heero whimpered and tried to move. He was bound to the wall and spread eagle. He knew what was coming and short of using his power he knew no way to gain freedom. He knew that he had to endure and not allow himself to break.

Saryon smirked and placed a clip onto each of Heero's nipples and one onto his cock. He smiled as the vampire king remain quiet then hit him and ordered him to scream. Saryon growled as that gave no response. Saryon walked into his closet and grabbed a metal whip and lashed Heero's cock and chest hard. Then lowered the restraints and let him fall onto the floor. He then stripped and plunged his stiff and hard cock into Heero's anus.

Heero stiffened in pain and whimpered once. Then shut his eyes and remembered that he had endured worse. He knew that the pain was only beginning. He sighed and felt Saryon withdraw and saw his chance. He threw out a hand and black lightening hit Saryon in the chest and burned his body badly. Bolt after bolt heero called down knowing that if he stopped the god would come back. Heero then fainted just before he killed Saryon for good.

Saryon growled as the slave slumped to the floor past out and bleeding. Saryon felt his skin regenerate and knew that he could not keep a slave that still had that much power. He summoned a collar and placed it around heero's throat and spelled it shut. So that it would only open in true love. Saryon then chained his ankle to the wall and walked over to his bed and lay down and started to think. Saryon sighed and walked into his study a few minutes later and started to work.

Heero woke soon after Saryon left the room. He cringed as the wounds stayed. He knew something was different. He blinked and felt the new collar and swore. He tried to vanish and was unable. He called for Fawkes and when the phoenix did not appear knew that he was truly alone. He started to cry and went back to sleep.

Meanwhile in the Potter house. Melissa woke to smells that morning and whimpered. She looked around the room and realized that last night wasn't a dream she was home and safe. Melissa stood from the floor and looked around. She sighed and looked down at her naked body and walked over to the closet and grabbed a shirt and pants and dressed. She smiled at the feeling of clothes on her skin and left the room slowly. She watched around her for threats or movements. She entered the kitchen and saw Master and Draco sitting together at the table and Serverus fixing dinner. Melissa walked to Harry's side and kneeled at his feet.

Harry blinked and looked down at her and sighed in thought. Harry stood and led her to a chair and commanded her into it and then sat down on his own chair and waited as food was served then started to eat after ordering her to eat.

Melissa paled and started to eat like them. She was confused and worried. She was a toy she knew that a worthless slave that never deserved anything. It had been beaten into her skull and body. She knew the rules and that master was not acting right by treating her as a person. Part of her knew that he was family but more believed him only as master and the fear of him and Draco and even Serverus remained. She finished her food and quickly rushed out of the kitchen and back into the bedroom and kneeled in her corner and whined to herself in fear and believing that she was to be beaten soon for some reason.

Meanwhile Heero woke that night and yawned. He looked around the bedroom and saw that he was still alone. He slowly heard footsteps and growled he snapped his head up as Saryon entered. He bared his fangs and stood.

Saryon laughed and blasted him into the wall with a wave of his hand. Saryon smiled darkly and grabbed onto Heero's penis and pulled hard.

Heero grunted in pain and felt it tear. He watched as blood ran down and sighed then looked back to Saryon and tried to get away. He was afraid and knowing that he would be beaten regularly. Heero refused to cry or scream even though the pain was close to his limit. He knew that if he did he would just encourage Saryon so he remained silent.

Saryon stopped not wishing to castrate his slave yet. Saryon growled and backhanded him hard. Then growled and walked away and undid the spell and let Heero drop to the floor. Saryon then dragged him into the bathroom and tied him in the bathtub hanging from ropes in the ceiling and his legs spread eagle. Saryon then grabbed a whip and started to lash his back as hard as he was able to. Saryon smiled seeing blood run down Heero's taunt body. Saryon laughed and stripped and rammed his large cock into Heero's already abused Anus.

Heero screamed. The pain was unlike anything that he remembered though he knew that it had happened before it was worse this time because he was unused to it now. He screamed in the pain and wished for it to end. Once he saw Saryon walk around front the growled and waited as Saryon left. Heero then started to pull on the binding to try and gain freedom although knowing it was hopeless. Heero passed out from pain and blood loss as the wounds slowly closed and began to heal. His power was overriding the collar. Though it was slow Heero would be able to survive this time around. Though he did not know it yet but he was better than anything the world would ever see and his power was about to reach a new level and legend would come to form in the skies.

Saryon cleaned himself and walked to his bed and lay down. He was thinking over what he should do to Heero. He knew that keeping the slave was a large risk. He also knew that selling the vampire king would be dangerous for others as he would be hard to control. Saryon knew thought that with the collar Heero was all but helpless and unable to strike back and for that Saryon was grateful. Saryon in his mind feared Heero. He knew what the vampire king was able to do and knew that one day he would die by his hand. He just hoped that it would not be soon. He knew that he would have to break Heero's spirit once more very soon. But he shuddered and was uncertain if he would be able to. Saryon looked over and paled as he saw the skin healing before his eyes. He knew the collar should prevent that and everything else but it wasn't. He knew a brothel that would love a new slave in Iceland. Saryon quickly stood and left and went to go make arrangements to send Heero far away.

Heero woke and had a pounding headache. He listened with his muted senses and looked around the now empty room. He stood and swayed and held onto the wall so that he would not fall down. He shuddered in cold and pain then realized that he hurt less now. He blinked and walked forward as he heard the door open. He saw Saryon enter with a young blonde lady. Heero glared and bared his fangs. Then trembled and looked down.

The lady was named Caroline. Caroline blinked and walked over and rubbed her hand over his body and felt him all over and turned to Saryon.

"I want him to be my slave. I will take excellent care of him."

Saryon nodded and handed her the papers and she signed. Saryon unchained Heero and let her leash him up. Then Saryon backed away realizing that his miscalculated.

Heero blinked and felt the bond break. Heero smiled and held out a hand and burned Saryon into ash then burned the ash till nothing remained. Heero then staggered and kneeled in tiredness.

Caroline nodded and waited till he found his footing then led him away. She apperated them to the Potter's and led Heero inside and handed him over to harry then signed Heero over and left not looking twice. She was a old friend of Draco and had done this to help harry and knowing that Saryon needed to die and that Heero would be unable to kill his master. Fawkes had told them that much.

Heero kneeled by Harry's feet and wheezed his body shaking in tired and pain. Heero crawled into a unused corner and curled up and went to sleep. To tired and wanting rest to really care.

Harry blinked and summoned a blanket and placed it over him then smiled and walked into the bedroom and told Draco of the success that she had and that they had everyone back and safe now. Harry could tell that Heero retained his spirit. And for that Harry was beyond grateful. Harry and Draco went to sleep that night.

Heero was sleeping as he dreamed the collar vanished from his neck and a voice spoke to him.

"You have passed the first test. A new test will approach soon. You killed the one responsible for enslaving thousands a day. But you will not be able to stop them all. You were lucky. You are a creature born of myth and legend. You are no longer a vampire. You were created by the gods to destroy us. You are the last of your race. Goodbye Chosen Destroyer."

Heero woke as the voice faded and he realized that both collars were gone. He sighed in relief and looked around. He stood and noticed that it was morning Heero walked up the stairs and into Melissa's room and found her curled up in the corner. Heero felt bad and picked her up and placed her on the bed then sat beside her and looked into frightened eyes. He smiled and spoke softly.

"It's alright. I was a slave just like you. I'm free now. You can be as well."

Heero removed the collar and vanished the dark mark on her arm. Then heero turned and left her alone and walked back to the downstairs couch and went back to sleep.

Melissa blinked and cried in relief the dark mark and collar were gone she was safe now and would always be safe. She went to sleep that morning and slept till noon like everyone else.

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Author's note: Hello. Please at least two reviews on this chapter for the next. Will update soon if I can get the reviews. I still have school though. But I will try and get a update in. Thanks and stick with me.