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Warning: This is a Dark Harry fic so if you don't like, then don't read.

I don't own Harry Potter, I do own everything about the Shadows. There will be no pairings, at all.

"Talking"

"Speaking in Shadows"

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Chapter Nine

The crowds roared as the champions stood near the forbidden forest. "The first round of the Triwizard cup!" Bagman exclaimed. The crowds cheered louder. "This round will test their bravery and daring! Each champion must enter the forest with nothing but their wands, find the underground den, and return with the golden egg." Ludo Bagman stated. "The champion who gets back first will be placed first; second will be second, and so forth." He turned to the champions. "Now each of you has been placed at a certain spot, you must head north to reach the den, inside the den will test everything you have. Give it your all, if you cannot take it, send up red sparks and someone will come and get you. You all know how to send sparks up right?" They all nodded. "Good. Now, begin!" Each champion entered the forest.

"Rashika," Harry called.

Her voice appeared "Yes master?"

"I want to know what's in the den, look up ahead will you?"

"Of course master." He continued to walk north and a little bit after, Rashika's voice returned. "It's some type of female snake. I couldn't see it. The darkness that surrounds it is unnatural."

Harry nodded. "Take me there will you?" She transported him there. Harry looked at the entrance. "That's not a den, it's a hole in the ground." He sighed, but went down the hole regardless.

Inside the darkness was suffocating, even with Harry's own enhanced eyes he could still see nothing. He knew that it was not true darkness; it had been done with a spell, one to cancel out vision. The champions had to rely on their other senses.

Harry was frustrated. "Accio golden egg!"

Nothing happened, not that he expected it to. "Lumos." A tiny light shone, Harry could only see the very tip of the wand, before cancelling out the useless spell. "Lumos Maxima!" The light lit up a foot in front of him. "Better than nothing," he muttered as he continued forward, before hearing a scuttling noise. He paused, listening to the noise, noticing it was coming up behind him.

He turned and shot off a paralyzing spell. He heard it jump out of the way, the red light of the spell reflected off its many eyes. This time, Harry settled for burning it alive. "Blazusrio!" The spell missed the thing and hit the wall, for a few seconds the entire way was lit up, revealing a snake/spider/wolf hybrid. It had a long slim body, covered in fur and scales, with eight spider-like legs and the head of a wolf with the fangs of a snake. The thing flicked its forked tongue out, before the light went out again.

"Blazusrio!" Harry cast again. The hybrid was gone. Harry's instincts were on high alert. The light went out again. The thing attacked, biting into Harry's shoulder. He pointed his wand backwards and shouted out a spell. "Incendio!" It let out an inhuman shriek as its eyes were burned. "I'm sick of this! Huficus!" The thing let out a strangled shriek as its air supply was cut off. It struggled for oxygen. "Blazusrio!" Harry called out for the final time, the creature had busted into flames, unable to shout out its pain, as it was burned alive. The hybrid was reduced to ashes. Harry let out a breath of relief, hoping that it was alone.

He found a rock the creature had knocked off and transfigured it into a torch; he lit it with the incendio spell, the hole lit up. With another flick of the wand, he kept heading north in the den. He soon came upon the golden egg. He reached out and grabbed it, thankful that it was over, before he was transferred away.

Harry instantly shut his eye as a bright light assaulted him. He could feel his connection to the darkness cut off. Slowly he was becoming weaker. Someone had taken his wand from him.

"Enjoying the box I made especially for you, my little slave?" Harry froze, he knew that voice. It was the only thing that ever made him scream.

"What the hell do you want, nightmare?" He spat, meeting the nightmare's eyes.

"I told you I would be back for you." The thing said, an eerie grin on his face, "So, how do you like this box? I put a lot of time into it. I had to, to hold a shadow master as strong as you. And here comes our other guest."

Justin had appeared, holding a golden egg. Just like Harry, the nightmare took his wand away. He blinked rapidly. "Harry? No way! How could you beat me!?"

"Shut up Justin," Harry said to his twin, while he kept an eye on the nightmare.

"WHAT!? Don't tell me to-" The nightmare hit him, knocking him unconscious.

"What do you want with him anyway?" Harry growled.

"Feeling protective of your twin, my little slave?"

Harry's red eyes glared. "He is mine to kill."

He picked Justin up by his ankle. "I don't want him anyway. The one called Voldemort does though. He wants your blood, but you're mine. I won't let someone else take what is mine."

He took him out of the box, for a split moment, Harry felt the darkness again, before it was cut off once more. 'Maybe, that one second is all I need.' He doubted himself though, he wasn't strong enough, only a master with a commander could make that time. Harry's eyes narrowed as he thought. He cupped his hands together, reviling in the small amount of shadows that gathered there, but it wasn't enough to transport him. As quickly as he did this, the nightmare had attacked him, knocking Harry onto the floor. He climbed on top of him. "Naughty little shadow master." He spoke, before licking the base of Harry's neck. "You know that will result in punishment, my little slave." He had produced a dagger, slowly running it down his back, making a deep gash. Blood soaked his cloak.

'The cloak…' Harry thought.

The nightmare ran his tongue up the cut, tasting the blood that ran out. He suddenly stopped, turned his head toward a barrier, and growled. "I thought I told him not to interrupt." He turned back to Harry. "Seems our time together is cut short for now. I'll return later, my little slave." He had left.

Harry, finding the strength to move, wrapped the cloak around himself, covering his body completely, making sure no light could get in. He felt the connection to the shadows, quickly, he transported out of the box of light. Right in front of the nightmare. His eyes bled black and his grin turned vicious.

He threw the nightmare's dead body toward his screaming brother, not even bothering to untie him from the statue where he was bound. A rat like man shivered as he held a small bundle in his arms, unable to register the thing's screams of 'kill him!'

"Take him." It only took two simple words for the shades to pull Pettigrew into the shadows, leaving behind Voldemort. He approached the child-like monster. "Voldemort I presume?" He said, not touching it. "So, weak. You've fallen, and you think you have the right to call yourself a lord?"

"I am the most feared dark lord in history!" He rasped out.

"You are nothing now." The thing then spat out something in Parseltounge, as quickly as he had said something, a giant snake had come forth. "Your last defense? Do you really think I am alone? Time to play."

He, She, and It stepped out of the shadows, and tore the snake apart; its venom had no effect on the puppets. This happened within minutes.

Harry bent down and picked him up by his arm. "Your end is near, Voldemort. The only reason you live now is that I let you live. You see, I am in need of something only you can do. Otherwise, I would kill you in a second."

"Why do you think I would willingly concede to you?" He spat, his red eyes swirling with anger.

Harry smirked, "Whoever said you had a choice?" He addressed Rashika. "Fetch me Rabastan."

He was brought within a matter of minutes. "Is that… Voldemort?"

"Traitor!" Said thing spat.

However, Rabastan paid no mind to it. "I am to assume that the time has come?" He held out Harry's shadow lord cloak and his mask.

"Indeed it has, if you would show me the mark?" He did what he was told; Harry then spoke to the shadows. "Bring me the snake's wand." Voldemort's wand appeared. Harry quickly grabbed it and put the tip of it onto the dark mark, signaling all those who bore it. The results were almost instantaneous.

They were silent, watching Shadow hold up the deformed thing in his hands. "So glad of you all to join us." Shadow spoke. "This being before you was once known as Voldemort." there was a collective shudder through them. "Though that is no longer the case." He took out his wand and sent Blazusrio at it. Voldemort was dead. The Death Eaters were in a stunned silence, they did not even notice the mark disappear. "This is the end of Voldemort's reign." There was no shudder this time; they were too shocked. "And the beginning of the shadows." The shades appeared, surrounding them. He, She, and It stood by his side. "My reign is truly beginning, I will be the one to stamp out the light, and I will end their happiness, their dreams." He addressed them all. "Those who stand by me will survive, all those who oppose me will be met with death." He smirked as he looked over to his crying brother. "He, She, grab his arms." The two puppets came back, tearing away the ropes that bound him and held his arms.

Justin could not move. "Please," he begged, tears cascading down his face, "please."

Shadow smirked. "You beg for forgiveness, you beg me to spare your life." He threw up a privacy spell. "Why should I spare you when it was your fault our parents chose you over me?"

"I didn't, It wasn't… It was Dumbledore's fault!" he cried out. "He's the one who put a compulsion charm on them! He's the reason you went to Azkaban! He's the reason my parents didn't see you in jail!"

"You're just as guilty as him. You chose not to inform them. You could have saved your own brother from hell, and yet, you chose not too, you chose to bask in your glory, and the love from our parents."

"Please, Har-" Justin screamed out as a dagger imbedded in his shoulder.

Crimson eyes glared, "you have no right… to call me by that name." He removed it. "My patients have worn thin Justin." He next spoke in shadows. "Tear them off." He dropped the spell as Justin's screams echoed throughout the graveyard.

The former death eaters fell to their knees, accepting him as their master, all except one.

Shadow smiled. "Severus, I should have known. I suppose you don't want to grovel under another?" He walked up to the man. Ignoring the massacre going on behind him as He, She, and now It, tore his brother's body apart. "Or, are you worried about being Dumbledore's pet?" He circled. "Or, do you know what is to come?"

Snape said nothing. He knew. Shadow slipped out a dagger, and impaled his heart through his back. He fell to the ground. Shadow used Snape's cloak to wipe away the blood. Silence met him. "Rise." They did, they would follow him to the edge and back.

*Two years later*

They had been in battle for days, each slaying one another; the so-called light now used unforgivables, anything to bring Shadow down. His father had died by his hand, but his mother, he had not seen her. He believed she was hiding with her daughter, but he told himself he would deal with her later. At that moment, he was locked in battle with Albus Dumbledore.

"You won't win." Dumbledore said, sending spell of lightening towards him, Shadow used his wand and threw a body in front of the spell and sent back a crucio. "But, what I can not understand," he began, sending back another spell while dodging the crucio. "Is why you chose this path."

He was struck, blood coming from his mouth as his lungs were damaged. Harry sent back a fury of spells, catching the old man by surprise. "It chose me." He hissed as he sent another wave of spells, blasting his leg off, Dumbledore fell to the ground, he casted a halt spell to stop the bleeding.

Harry tore off his mask, and stood above him, smirking in triumph. "Do you know how long I've waited to see you fall?"

"How?" Dumbledore sputtered. Harry Potter was dead; he was found along side his brother at the ministry two years ago, both were tortured until they were unrecognizable.

"Polyjuice, modified of course, thanks to the wonderful work of my second in command."

Out behind him, someone called out, "Encorvado Cadenas!" Before he could even turn around, chains came from the ground, chains with hooks at the end of them, blood rushed down into the dirt as the chains receded back, leaving gaping holes in his chest. "Master!" His three puppets called, coming to his side. His mask fell off as he himself fell to the ground. His eyes found the trembling body who cast it, before turning black.

"Granger," he spat out. "I should have known you would have a strong enough will to resist it. I should have killed you when I had the chance."

All three puppets turned their eyes on her. Ignoring the holes growing in their chests as their master came closer to death. They lashed out at her, clawing at everything they could reach, biting everywhere they could. Their master would be avenged. Hermione died within minutes.

Harry used all the strength he had left and lifted his wand, "Kilikis," Dumbledore, unable to dodge the curse, had began to bleed from every opening possible. Speaking his final words, Harry let the darkness swallow him whole. He knew Rabastan would lead in his place.

*In the shadow realm, time unknown*

A nightmare took its first breath. It walked on six bone spider-like legs, and had two arms, its body shaped like a spider. Six black eyes opened. Around him was a web made from blood, with three bodies caught, one in two parts, all of them were staring at him. He ignored their stares and tested out his legs.

A cat appeared. "I thought I would find you here."

All six eyes blinked, he spoke, "Rashika?"

The cat's tail twitched. "You still remember me, do you remember anything else?"

"Little cat should hush, little cat should be devoured!" Spoke one of the bodies trapped in the web.

The spider nightmare had noticed his hunger.Another spoke, "Yes, yes! Lets eat it! Let's eat it!"

"I… I remember pain." The nightmare spoke. "And blood." His eyes landed on her. "You look yummy." He started toward her, before she hissed at him and disappeared. She wailed out as she knew her master had forgotten her, he had become a nightmare. She was alone again. The nightmare continued to walk, the bodies detaching themselves from the bloodied web and dragged along behind him.

The End

Hopefully this chapter will be better. Though sorry to everyone who wanted a different ending, but I like it myself. Hopefully the blood and gore is to your standards if it isn't, I do plan to go back over the entire story someday, not soon, but someday and fix a few things, like the money thing and others.

THANKS TO EVERYONE WHO READ THIS FAR AND TO ALL THOSE WHO REVIEWED! AND OF COURSE EXTRA SPECIAL THANKS TO FELINE-X!

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