Chapter 4: Thread
WARNING: This story may contain traces of: spoilers, tortures, memory loss, magical spells, semi-AU after fifth year, swords, powerful spells, badly written but still very awesome duels, rambling author notes and anime references. Engage at your discretion.
THE OTHER WARNING: This author is currently very busy and suffers from severe cases of bad humour. Take the WARNING seriously, just not the author in general.
Now we finally step foot into the quagmire that is AU, and the bashing of Albus Dumbledore.
Forgive me Kai.
He knew, yet he refused to believe it. He refused to believe the truth and instead fired curse after curse, hoping and wishing Snape would remain Snape and not some glamour created by someone else.
Obviously, he did not get his wish.
He was the last one to leave the cell, but the first one to see the edge of a glamour cracking. He had stayed to watch, and closed the door behind him quietly when Kai is done.
It was beautiful really, to see the edges erode away into something else. It started down, travelling up, revealing the face he had longed to see and staggered to believe, after all this time. He is right there.
Kai's face didn't change much with time. They lost that youthfulness his black eyes heavily contrasted. He knew that if he were to open them, the eyes would still be the black coals that had never before seen innocence. His hair was longer than he remembered, the crimson sheen when put under the light is still there. The only remarkably different is those watermark blue and violet lines underneath his eyes, but he payed it no mind. First came shock, then relief, then guilt.
The guilt came crashing into him, suffocating him, blanketing his every other emotion he has felt when he saw the glamour fade. It was so strong he could not even manage to glance at the slumped form of Kai without having the weight of the world pressing down upon him.
How long had he known Snape? He was seventeen when he joined his Death Eater ranks. The youngest Potions Master of this century. With his sarcastic remarks and elegant fingers he had brewed countless potions for his lord. From pain relievers to common poisons to even replicating the effects of the Cruciatus Curse. Severus Snape had done it all.
His knowledge of the Dark Arts could almost rival his own. He had created spells, potions, even devices on how better to incapacitate someone. There is power in him, great power that Snape had put an iron cover on, wandless magic came almost naturally to him. So why had he not realized it before?
Snape is just too good of an actor.
He shifted the weight in his arms, careful not to disturb him. It had taken every ounce of self control he had not to pull out his wand and end the Potter brat right there and then. But he opted to kick him, the mudblood and the sorry excuse of a Longbottom back to the end wall, and picking up what he really came here for.
Kai was light, too light for someone of his height. Voluminous black robes hiding how thin he really was. He carried his brother more times than he can count. Often he fell asleep beside a windowsill with a book and a vase of spider lilies. Other times passed out from the tormenting voices that always flitted through the ways. All of those times, it is up to him to carry Kai back to that pile of mattress that is their sleeping beds.
Ironic. Snape could block out the greatest Legilimens of all times, while Kai couldn't even stop listening to the voices of their bastard parents.
The room is fit for a prince, or a prisoner depended on your perspective. He was never a healer, always preferred to silence a bleeding someone or other with an Avada Kedaverra than taking the time to make sure they survived. But now, he would be damned if he let Kai die because of the damage he caused, if he weren't already,
He could hear Nagini slither into the room, wanting to see the Half-Blood Prince he had heard so much about in the yearws she had spent with him. A curious snake, and a deadly snake.
Kai rarely disappoints anyone.
As he worked, with Nagini by his side, offering up whatever suggestion she could, his mind began to drift. Drifting and stopping at every memory he has of the only family he has left. Chronologically he tried to relive everything, until his mind drifted to somewhere he doesn't want to remember.
That night, where he is still Fai and Kai is still Kai, the wizard came. A curious wizard, with a grandfatherly appearance and concerned kindness. They were stunned, he recognized the gleam in the man's eyes only seconds before it happened.
When he reacted, Kai was half way out the door.
The man was tall, with a long white beard tucked into his belt, disgusting coloured robes and hat, with a forever twinkle in his sky blue eyes, they could see it, the man is a powerful wizard, perhaps even more powerful than them. Though at that time they had no idea how much better they are.
The man introduced himself as Albus Dumbledore.
He knew something was wrong then, but he did not react, he did not say anything. He did not invite Dumbledore in, but he did not ask him to leave either. Perhaps if he did, then none of anything would have happened.
Kai was sitting near the doorway Dumbledore had created. Reading another book and fidgeting with another spider lily, turning the flower into different shades of red, only looking up when the old man came crashing through. How had he found this place is anyone's guesses.
There is a curious gleam in both pair of eyes. One calculating. The other held a hungry look, as if the their heart's desire had finally came true, dismissing Fai as no more than a random vermin, a predator's gaze, a mad scientist's gaze.
It then happened so fast, one second Dumbledore was standing in front of him, blue eyes devouring in the sight of their dwelling, the next Kai was halfway out of the door the old man had created. Caught off guard, Fai had no time to put up a shield or yell out a spell.
Kai was begging, pleading and yelling an weeping at Dumbledore. Kai never cried, his black eyes would always suppressed every tear that threatened to fall. Emotions are what drives Fai to his way of greatness, emotions are what hinders Kai, making him a sad moping mess on the floor. They had long since stopped arguing about it.
Kai tore a hand away from Dumbledore's grasp, yelling and screaming for his brother to save him. Fai leaped from his perch, his hair flying behind him, he could reach Kai's hand, he could save him, he would save him!
The strands of magic that were keeping them in that prison was strong, too strong, they latched onto Fai's flying figure, not allowing him to leave, pulling him back, and without another powerful magic source, it was useless. The magic of the prison pulled him back, not allowing him to leave. In the end, he couldn't grab that hand.
The broken door sealed shut, locking Fai back in. He could still hear Kai's screams, Albus Dumbledore's demanding voice. He pounded on the door, on the blank slab of the wall where Kai had disappeared off to. He banged and smashed and howled himself hoarse. He could hear Kai's cries, his yells, but his brother was powerless to stop that bastard.
He had never felt so much rage before, his magic still isn't strong enough to break through the walls and wards surrounding the prison. He had never felt so helpless, so alone. He hoped Kai would be happy, to finally see the world outside with his own eyes and not through battered books. He just wished it would be him to show Kai the world.
If Kai was happy where he was, then Fai could be content too. He could live with that.
Then the pain started.
At first it was nothing too bad, just bruises that appeared out of no where, angry red marks on his legs and arms. There was nothing sharp in the prison, the builders don't want suicide to be an option. He started to pound on the sealed door again.
Then the world shook on its hinges, the amount of magic released was astronomical, the pain and the hurt and the pure emotions was so much that even Fai passed out.
When he came to, he couldn't fell Kai anymore.
Twins are rare in the wizarding world. They share a unique connection, no matter where they are, the would always fell each other. The connection could only be broken if one of them had greeted death, drained their magical core. Or has done something so vile and so far gone from humanity there is no more hope of them returning.
There was no connection, no thread, everything was gone.
He refused to believe Kai was dead, so he broke out and searched.
The rest as they say, are history.
Everyone looks younger when they are asleep.
Kai looked younger, younger than his reach age, and more vulnerable as well. In sleep, his black eyes were not present to stare into your soul and dig out your secrets. It was frightening really, to have such an old pair of eyes on someone so young, at least it was the case before.
The guilt lessened slightly, it is heart warming, to see Kai sleeping there like nothing had changed. Forgiveness is an unnerving thought, but as Nagini had said, if Kai won't listen, won't forgive. He could make him forget.
He is after all, the greatest wizard of all times. When Kai regains consciousness, when Kai is finally home, they would give this wretched world the kings it deserves.
But before that, Dumbledore is going to die.
Ah, Kai's awake.
A/N: The plot continues to thickens.
Lets think of it this way: Dumbledore, with his thrice damned curiosity and desire to experiment and grow even more powerful, kidnapped Kai based on a legend he had heard from Grindlewald, not caring about Fai even though he knew there is a second twin, done a lot curses to make Kai lose control of his magic and nearly died, subsequently causing the two biggest wizarding wars since god knows how many years, may or may not knew that Snape is Kai and manipulating Kai to, on a later date, kill his brother.
I'm sorry, I am still going to kill Twinkles. Sorry if that bothers you.
Still, read between the lines.
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