Blood Curse P. 3

Valeel was never easy to figure out. Me I always thought of myself as being very simple. I needed to be good; it was all I ever strived for. Being noble, doing what was right, it was my life's work and then Valeel found me and I became good at being something else. It wasn't safe to search through Valeel's things but he had a bad habit of writing everything down. He had thousands of journals and scroll's. I didn't have to search very long to see that his obsession with Harry Potter had started shortly after his birth. He followed Lily around at first pretending to be a guardian spirit. The poor girl never knew him for what he was. I picked up the second journal sometime after Lily's death.

"The child is still young and now in the care of humans. It is strange how some of the most powerful magic can come from these useless beings. Dumbledore will never hand over the child I must wait and watch."

I realized quickly that the whole journal went on like this, Valeel would observe but do nothing in fear of Dumbledore which was unusual. I read on trying to find out the cause. I went through several years before I came upon another entry that looked promising.

"Dumbledore has the blessing of the pheonix, which is the blessing of fate herself. As long as Harry is under his protection then I cannot remove him and Dumbledore cannot be fooled into thinking that I am a guardian spirit. I will have to wait until Harry has left the school which will make things harder but I will not fail."

At this point Harry was at least fourteen years old but still there was nothing that suggested what Valeel wanted with him. Valeel was an odd person everything was categorized but in no way that any sane person would be able to follow. All the journals revolving around Harry were green and in one pile and right beside Harry's journal's was a very similar set of journals but a different shade of green. The red set was all about Tom Riddle which wasn't surprising. The secondary green set was interesting it was the only journal that was even remotely the same color as anyone else's and it was labeled Edward Cullen.

I had never linked Edward Cullen to Harry Potter, I had never heard of him. I opened the journal startled to see that the first entry was made at least one century before Harry was born. It was straightforward just an observation of a normal muggle boy but that alone was enough to alarm me. Valeel had never been interested in a normal muggle boy and certainly not to the extent that he would document anything about their lives. This was the answer I was looking for. I settled down since I had yet to sit and summoned all the information Valeel had gathered about Edward Cullen.

"This boy is interesting he is the self-sacrificing type, willing to be drafted for war, willing to be a scholar, a musician whatever will make others happy, that seems to be his ambition. I'm going to need to know Edward like I have never known another mortal."

I was surprised to see that the journal actually shifted perspectives after that as if Edward himself had written it. Valeel had actually possessed the boy in order to learn about him.

"Today at school an older boy chased me. I'm not as big as some of the other boys, but I am fast, I ran away. If father ever found out he would think that I'm such a coward. If I got hurt my mother would be upset she might even get one of her headaches. It was better to run, my father won't have to know, and I can just be careful to avoid those boys from now on."

"My mother wants me to be engaged to the girl from down the street, but I don't like her very much she seems so fussy. Fathers already gone out to arrange a meeting though. It's strange everyone seems to be getting sick, the hospital is really full and my father didn't look well either. I saw the strangest doctor today, he was too young to be a doctor and he clung to the shadows, I've never seen someone who could cling to shadows like that, in the middle of the day; he was like a phantom. I wouldn't have noticed him at all but he stared at my mother, I wonder if she's sick."

"I think I'm dying, my father is dead and my mother won't open her eyes, that strange doctor keeps lingering around my room, more then he should be with so many other sick patients but I suppose everyone is dying, its seems like the whole world is dying. I can't focus on the doctor but his hands are nice always so cold."

"Im confused, I know my heart is dead but I'm in so much pain. Its like my body shouldn't be here anymore but it is. That doctor drank my blood, I think he couldn't stop. It was terrible to feel all of my blood coming out and knowing that all of my blood was coming out. Now there is this inexplicable pain. Was the transformation this painful for Nathaniel?"

The journal slipped from my fingers Valeel had ceased to move to study this boy. For a vampire ceasing to move was not all that simple it required a willingness to die, a death of the spirit was what Valeel called it. Once the spirit was divorced from the body it was free to roam free to live whatever life it wanted. Valeel had become Edward Cullen for over forty years. I put the journals back with a carless banishing spell and left the chamber. I didn't need every detail of Cullen's life.

I only needed to find out the connection which would require research. I went to my chambers forgoing the need for blood. I would need to rest before delving so deeply into Valeels secret motivations. I had sat by silently for too long. Tom Riddle's insanity was reaching new levels of violence for every year Harry remained missing and now Harry himself was trapped not back in time but in another reality all together. Valeel was taking drastic measures but I didn't buy his story that it was to save the world. Things had only gotten progressively worse since he had interfered and things hand't been bad to begin with.

Valeel was doing this for his own gain but I couldn't figure out what it was he wanted. Anything I came up with didn't make any sense. I went to sleep with thoughts chasing each other like rabid dogs around my head. Edward Cullen was the missing piece of the puzzle. I opened my eyes to sunlight no need to give in to the horrible hunger so early in the morning. I dressed carefully and summoned Valeel's books to me and continued to read about Edward Cullen.

"Before this morning I did not believe in fairy tales. I was a normal boy with normal ambitions and now my whole life has become this terrible thirst. I want only one thing, only I'm not allowed to have it. The Doctor the one who clung to the shadows so effectively has told me that I'm not allowed to have it. I must hunt only beasts I must not hunt the innocent. Was I not innocent? I suppose I should be grateful I was given a life when almost everyone I've ever known was given death but still this thirst, I can't fight it I don't want to..."

The journal was warm in my hand these weren't the usual hand written notes, Valeel had spelled the journals to record Edward's every thought. It was clever but once again alarming. Reading about another's transformation was interesting to me for many reasons but none of Edward's natural and all together normal suffering from the transformation gave me the information I needed. For all the beauty of the pages not one secret was revealed. I read on until the journals were finished but there was still no mention of how or why Harry Potter and Edward Cullen were so intimately linked in Valeel's mind.

I went through all the information he had on Riddle and even all the information he had on Dumbledore. There was an interesting rant about the pheonix and the legendary protection it provided, but still no suggestion about any plans or any confirmation that Valeel was saving the world from certain destruction as he claimed. Confronting him was out the question, searching through his things was also out of the question but the situation was clearly quickly falling out of Valeel's control. I came across a journal with my name this one was colored black.

I wasn't surprised or unsettled to find a large amount of journals with my name on them. I expected nothing less of the great observer Valeel. I skimmed through one and then through the other and then the next one and the one following that. I kept going at what was fast approaching a frantic pace trying to find one scrap of knowledge that would make all that I had just read untrue. After going through all two hundred journals I realized that no such knowledge was to be found. Valeel had done all this, for me, he had damned the world and ruined lives all for me.

*** Valeel ***

Harry Potter was definitely a strange young man, he was calculating which was something that he had not been before and he was cold which was also unsettling, but still my plan was working. Harry's eyes lingered on Edward and I could already see that interest had been sparked in Harry but it was clear that he would not act on his interest, which was fine. I had never expected Harry to be the one to do the reacting. I would leave all of that to Edward. Now Edward was one sickening piece of work. He was a whiner and overly passionate but all of it fit well with my plans, none the less it was annoying to have to do all this waiting and watching.

Watching was all I had been doing sine sending Harry to the town of Forks! I had not accounted for Riddle which was a huge oversight admittedly. He was now very effectively throwing a wrench into my plans. Riddle would over react to the kiss of that I was sure, many people in Forks would end up dead, much more then originally intended and Harry would allow it and Edward would lose something making him more desperate. Could the soul bond really be broken? It didn't appear so, I had been so certain that Harry would despise Riddle once his full memories were restored but I had never fully understood how much love could distort ones own common sense.

Harry was now actively planning his and Tom's return to power. Nothing was going as it should but I still had not lost. For Harry and Tom the road back to where they came from was lost. There world was now separate from them entirely and they would need to take over once more which would be stressful which was where Edward came in. I knew that Edward was just as relentless as Tom in his perusal of whatever he wanted but he would never be as cruel or as intelligent but given ample time, endless time he would certainly create problems for Harry and Tom, and if he didn't then I would just go one step further.

The screen I was watching trembled and then it seemed that the whole world began to shake violently. Things around me were crashing to the floor and I could hear the mortals screams of terror. I focused on the wall of magic in front of me and tried to find out what was going on. I let my mind sweep through all the mortal minds on this planet and what I found was chaos. The world was drowning and burning and nearly all of the humans were dead and dying. It wasn't catastrophic; to me. Other vampires would suffer from the loss of prey, and the humans under my protection would surely die off one by one. Human life was undoubtedly about to be completely snuffed out.

Voldermort was going a little far with this, and I had been too preoccupied to notice. There were enough humans here to re-populate over the next few thousand years. Overall the destruction was a nuisance. Germany was protected against such acts of violence and Voldermort would surely notice that this was the only place resisting his all over genocide.

He could not be allowed to have such knowledge it was time to take out Riddle once and for all. It would be simple like swatting a bothersome fly. I focused and travelled quickly to Riddle's castle. I was surprised to find that the entire thing was destroyed. Riddle was around here somewhere. I stretched my senses and found him easily enough, and then his presence went out, almost like he had just simply died. I knew nothing was ever so simple with Riddle, and I highly doubted that he had died. Nonetheless his presence was gone there wasn't even a trace of it.

The magnificent marble and gold castle lay in ruins it was burning and what parts were not burning were underwater. Bodies were floating in the water, some already beginning to swell. I loved the earth deeply, the trees, the forest, for me these things were spiritual, these things were sacred. If I had been paying attention to what Riddle was doing then I would have never allowed it. I moved quickly jumping around the globe only to find the same destruction on every continent. Every tree was on fire every lake and stream was black with ash and blood.

In most of the world all humans were dead and those that survived would only be saved if help came. This destruction, this madness; was indirectly my fault. I was near to weeping with sorrow for my lost mother, for that was what she had been my great mother earth. Riddle had ravaged her, it was possible that she would never recover. The sound of a child's cry reached my sensitive ears and I followed the faint sound realizing the child was some thousand feet away. Despite my indifference to the weak creatures I would send for help. I sent out my call, all magical vampires came from me and all could hear me and all would obey.

I was very specific with my orders, there were to save all humans that could be saved and bring them to my compound, none would be consumed, only properly buried. I left it at that, I would know immediately if any of my children decided to disobey. I took the small crying child and soothed him, his mother was dead, she was in several pieces and what was left of his father was burnt beyond all recognition. It was the black earth and the sky quickly turning black with smoke that made me feel. My dear mother I pledge to you that I will kill the one who did this to you. The child was clutching tight to my neck and pulling on my hair. I sighed maybe one of the woman would take him. I made my way home and called to Nathaniel to take the child who resisted. I soothed the small child and he went quietly with Nathaniel who was burning me with his accusatory glare.

"Do you think this is my fault Nathaniel?"

Nathaniel looked down at the child and left my chambers without a response. Perhaps I would be able to stop the destruction maybe even resurface the lost earth. I went out again to survey the damage. The whole of the earth was unstable and when I attempted to resurface any part of the land it would simply explode. There was nothing that I could do. After fourteen hours of failed attempts it had become clear to me that I could and was only making things worse. Riddle would die for this, wherever he had gone. I would find him and destroy him. My children had saved all the humans that were left and they were at my castle now chanting my name replacing their god with me.

To them I had become a messiah and I could already hear the prayers and chants being shouted in my name. I pushed them aside, humans were stupid and simple and good only for the blood they provided. Wizards were far better and vampires were supreme, at least I thought so. I never killed a witch or wizard I only turned them. Nathaniel had been the one foolish enough to turn a human and his child had run away in hatred and in jealously it had gotten him no where and still he blamed me for this blunder.

I went back to my castle and called Nathaniel to my chambers. He came quickly and closed the door harshly on the sound of the increasing chanting, but I knew that he could still hear it just as well as I could. He took a seat and hunched forward which was altogether unnecessary and unbecoming but Nathaniel had always been hopelessly human in his gestures and in his thoughts. He was one of those unfortunate people who even resented being a wizard, he wanted only to be 'normal'. I took my time in speaking, I watched him as I always did and he was completely unaware.

"The land is no longer stable, if we are lucky things will get better, but it appears that Riddle has sunk his magic into the earths very core."

Nathaniel stood up quickly fluidly the way a vampire should do it; to quick to be detected.

"And what did you expect him to do Valeel? You took everything he had."

I turned away from Nathaniel, he was so quick to feel compassion for everyone, for everyone but me and for himself. If I hand't just lost my mother perhaps I could have been more rational but my dear earth lay in ruins and being blamed for such an atrocity was the limit of my infinite patience with Nathaniel and his foolishness.

"You feel badly for Riddle! Even for Potter? As we speak they are systematically killing the population of Forks for their own gain. They actively seek out confrontation from the ministry and from the muggle vampire courts to hide their true aim. They will stop at nothing! Harry cannot be saved he is evil he is to influenced by Riddle and Riddle has never been able to see reason, do you see what he has done!"

I gestured wildly to the window to upset to make my gestures elegant. I felt wetness on my cheek and Nathaniel came very close to me and wiped my face gently with the handkerchief he always kept, he had fallen in love with ninetieth century fashion and was always dressed in such a manner that required a handkerchief.

"You weep for the earth Valeel, you show anger and frustration more emotion then I have ever seen from you in all the millennia that I have known you, but you lie."

I was weeping and that alone was enough to stun me but I struck Nathaniel across the face and his head snapped to one side and then I moved to strike him again but he dodged and laughed.

"You're too old Valeel, you've lost your mind. The earth's destruction is your doing! The deaths in Forks are your doing! You interfered where you shouldn't have. The earth was fine it was not everyone's ideal but the world often isn't everyone's ideal, there was reasonable peace and safety. A dictatorship is never forever but it would have lasted many peaceful centuries even millennia but you stopped it! And I can't even understand why, no one was troubling you, our lives were peaceful and now will you listen to them chanting your name! You caused this, this is your fault!"

Was it my fault? Had I gone too far? I didn't think so, it was Nathaniel's custom to blame me for all that went wrong he even blamed me for his mistakes.

"But I love you. This was all for you."

"I know Valeel, I found your research, your journals. If you had just told me then perhaps I could have loved you to."

I think I blinked something out of the ordinary, something frightening because Nathaniel took a step back from me and all his body language pointed to flight. It was a wise course to attempt to run from me, but even Nathaniel should have known that there was no point to running.

"You went through my things?"

My voice was not as loud as it perhaps should have been. I didn't feel as angry as perhaps I should have. I was only curious but desperately so. Nathaniel had gone through my private things he knew the extent of my love for him. All I wanted now was to know if he returned that love, or if he had chosen to still hate me under all the heavy truth of what I had for him.

"I did because I was frightened, you've been acting so strange and now I realize that our great father is deranged! In the heat of his own foolish obsession! Wasn't it you that preached to never fall in love with a child you yourself made. Didn't you tell me that any child you make into one of us will eventually grow to hate you! What did you expect of me?"

Coldness swept through me such as I have never felt and a ringing laughter sounded around me. I thought at first that it was Nathaniel taunting me but even in anger his laugh had never been so cold, so cruel. I grabbed my head trying to escape the laughter but of course I could not, it seemed to be coming from my soul and it was rattling me like nothing else ever had. Even my own death had not disturbed me to this extent.

I opened my eyes to see Nathaniel close to me with concern in his eyes. It was more consideration then he had ever shown me but it was not the type that I wanted. It was the type of concern a child showed an elder who they thought was becoming senile. I reached out and grabbed Nathaniel by the arms quickly and he attempted to jump back but he was too slow.

"I'm not mad! I'm not you have to believe me Nathaniel. I love you, more then anything I love you. Please don't go on thinking I'm mad."

"But you are, you're mad with your own sense of power, but you have angered me greatly. You used to have the good sense not to tempt fate."

An immense power filled the room and I felt myself buckle under the pressure of it. Organs that I had long forgotten erupted inside me. There functioning was not however linked with my survival but the pain I felt was still real. Screaming was beneath me but I could hear myself gasping. Nathaniel was looking on in horror as I felt my body shudder as if it meant to break apart all together. Vampires were not spiritual beings all of there immortality was linked to theirs bodies. Doubtless I had a spirit but it would not be admitted into any heaven or hell.

The pressure increased exponentially until I felt all of my bones snap. If the pressure let up for even a second I could heal but as it was my body would disintegrate into dust. Even in that state I could survive, even from the fire I could come back. This was fate however the embodiment of fate and I understood in this moment that I had gone too far. I had allowed too much destruction to take place. The pressure stopped and my body almost at once came together again. I stood up a little shaken but all together I was alright.

"My child you have made your own grave and it is Nathaniel's unfortunate luck that he is trapped in it with you. This world is beyond repair as it is now, soon it will heal and if any humans survive they can start fresh."

The walls turned to light and the light enclosed me and Nathaniel in a small room. A room made of light. The room I had envisioned with such passion. This was the room were I saw myself holding Nathaniel.

"Yes Valeel this is your room filled with light. I am afraid you will not be leaving here ever again. And of course you can hold Nathaniel all you like."

A chilling laughter filled the small space and echoed painfully in my ears before dissipating like mist. Nathaniel was on one side of the small room staring at me with large disbelieving eyes. He pointed wildly at the walls seeming unable to even speak. His mouth worked furiously opening and closing.

"This! This was your vision! This was the reason for all your manipulations!"

I sunk to the floor and began to laugh and in the next instant Nathaniel was on me beating and ripping at my limbs pulling my right arm clean off.

Authors Note: Sorry for the super long wait lot of personal shit has been holding be back. Valeel had finally gotten his just desserts and poor Nathaniel is trapped along with him! Sorry its a little short but this is the tail end of the blood curse trilogy chapters. I hoped that explained a little more what fate is doing and what Valeel's meddling has done to Harry and Tom.

Next Chapter: The order is beginning to pay attention to the strange going on's in Forks!