Chapter 3

Hell On Earth

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The remaining death eaters quietly left the Forbidden Forest in search for surviving werewolves. They had a surprise for the 'monsters.' A masked wizard smirked, knelt down next to Remus and felt for a pulse. The death eater was pleased to find a strong pulse. Remus opened his amber eyes and saw a masked figure above him. He tried to move and search for his wand but it was useless. The wizard picked up the werewolf and threw him over his shoulder. He followed the other death eaters into the woods. They threw 20 werewolves into a muggle truck covered by a brown tarp. They were gone from the grounds hidden under a invisibility charm.

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Remus painfully sat up from the wooden floor of the truck and looked around in the darken area. He saw many frightened men, women and even a few children. He gently picked up a frightened eleven year old boy and held him close. He realized that his parents were nowhere around. He whispered words of comfort to the young cub.

After many hours of traveling the truck rolled to a stop. The back door flew open relieving ten masked death eaters. They yanked each witch and wizard from the darkened truck. Remus held onto the young boy as if it was his life line.

The grounds were dark and black mud from the rain. The large area was fenced in by sliver wires. Their were many huts built of wood inside the area.

'What is this horrible place?' Remus asked himself. He was snapped out of his thoughts when he was shoved through the gate. 'Muggle guns. What in the world is going on? Great Danes?'

"Give me the boy!" the death eater yelled with a gun pointed at Remus.

"No!" he yelled back at the masked man.

The death eater struck Remus across the face with his riffle. He hit the muddy ground and dropped the young boy. He touched his head and saw muddy red blood on his hand. Remus jumped from the ground when the boy was yanked by his hair and strangled with a sliver robe. The death eater let go and he fell to muddy ground dead.

"This is what will happen for those that do not do as they are told!" he yelled and the women screamed out it terror. "Line up!" They quickly did as they were told. Remus stared at the small boy. "Your full name and date of birth werewolf!"

"Remus John Lupin. Birth date. March 10, 1960." he answered.

The wizard pulled out his wand and jerked Remus's right arm up. He placed his wand at his arm. Remus watched painfully as RJL 3101960 appeared on his arm. He growled deep inside his chest at the pain. Remus was pushed down into mud for his growl.

"Hut Number 12." he ordered the young death eater.

"Yes sir! Come on you thing!" he dragged Remus by the arm and threw him into Hut Number 12. "Welcome home werewolf." he laughed and walked away.

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Remus saw a pale wrinkled hand in front of him. He took the hand and was help up from the hay muddy ground. Remus saw a man with gray hair, fair skin, sliver eyes and had wrinkles around his eyes but looked warm and caring.

"Come on young cub." He slowly helped him to a hard wooden bunk. "I'm Sully Picket. But you can call me Sully." He eased Remus onto the bunk.

"I'm Remus Lupin. But you can call me Remus." Sully nodded. "Where are we? It reminds me of the Holocaust. I learned in grade school."

"Ah, yes. You see young cub that's what it is A Concentration Camp for werewolves. I was in the Concentration Camp in World War II. I thought I would never see the day to see it again." Sully showed him his number beside his new number.

Remus took deep shaky breath and closed his eyes. He let a few tears fall. "I won't be with my wife when she gives birth to my son. God I promised Hermione I would return." He whispered and turned to Sully. "I failed her."

Sully wrapped his arm around Remus's shoulders and let him cry into his shoulder. Remus normally wouldn't let anyone see him cry, but at the moment he didn't care. He gripped Sully's shirt and his body shook with uncontrollable sobs.

"We'll make it through this, young cub. I'll help you get to your family. I promise. I promise." he ran his fingers through Remus's graying sandy blonde hair. Sully felt Remus's body relax and realized he'd fallen asleep. He gently laid Remus down and covered him up with a thin blanket. "I'll protect you." He lowered Remus's shirt showing his left shoulder. He marked him so he wouldn't attack him on the full moons. "You are my cub. Get some rest." and Sully sat down on the bunk next to Remus's and watched him sleep.

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The next morning death eaters entered the hut and shot three shots into the air. The men and women jumped up out of their bunks. They ordered them to line up. Sully quickly helped Remus to feet. A death eater saw the kind action and struck the older man with a cutting hex. Sully didn't flinch or growl out of pain. He only stared at the masked wizard.

"You are bold or very stupid old man." he walked away. "Everybody outside! We start work today!"

The witches and wizard from Hut Twelve walked out into the muddy grounds and were handed each a shovel. Remus saw the small boy that was killed yesterday. A death eater pulled Remus over to the young boy and told him to dig him a grave and do it quickly. He didn't say a word and started digging the hole.

A death eater walked over to Remus and threw the young boy into the ground. Remus slowly covered the small cub up with muddy dirt. He closed his amber eyes saying a prayer with each drop of dirt. Remus realized this was hell on earth.


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