Violent Tendencies

Disclaimer: Silas owns nothin. Other wise the Harry Potter series would've been Snarry, Dramoine and Albus Grindelwald. What can I say, I'm a BIG yoai fan. Woot! lol

Okay now I do have to say that this chapter has hints of insanity and cruelty. Well maybe more than hints. So if this turns your stomach then you can probably skip this chapter...It will be pretty much just about the Dursley's and maybe a couple Evans...

Anyways I hope you all enjoy this chapter albiet a small chapter but a chapter none the less.

Oh and I am almost finished with this mod so I should also, maybe, start updating sooner. I really am going to try, but hey school...its very demanding...

Onwards with the story. Sorry for the long AN. :)

Chapter 6: Training

(Dudley 10 yrs old)

Dudley Dursley was no longer the whale of a child he used to be.

Nope. Not anymore. His mother had made sure of that.

He had slimmed down and became lean. His young body held tightly bound power.

He lived for the Clan. He lived for his mother and father. He lived for revenge.

Just one goal ran through his mind.

Harry Potter was going to die a slow and painful death by his hands.

Dudley grinned as that age old thought ran through his mind.

Yes, Harry Potter was a dead man. So again and again he hit the punching bag infront of him.

Never missing his mark.

Steadly beating his hatred into the bag.

Stopping for a few minutes he walked over to his drink, taking a long swig from it before dumping the rest over his head to cool of his heated skin.

Turning around to face the door he gave his mother a small smile.

She returned his smile and beckoned him to come to her. " I was just up in the council room speaking to the elders." she said a smug look coming across her features." I had to pull a few strings but it's official, you will be competeing with other potiential candidates to become a member of the main Branch's militia."

A smile broke over his face. This was great news.

"Now, " she continued," you know what needs to be done. You will succeed and you will win. Have I made myself perfectly clear, Dudley?"

"Yes ma'am." he replied. "No matter what I will wipe those pathetic wimps across the floor. I will win."

"That's what I want to hear. Now make your momma proud and win that tournament!" she said clasping her hands and grinning widely a glint of ice passed through her eyes momentarily before disappearing and the regular bout of insanity and hatred poured out again.

Dudley shook his shoulders and shuddered, adrenaline coursing through his veins as he turned away from his mothr and somersaulted across the floor to take out several of the automatic dummies.

Standing up from his crouch he turned to his father, who had been standing in the doorway watching the exchange between his wife and son, and grinned, the same insane look in his eyes as his mother's.

Vernon looked on with trepidation.

Just how on earth did this happen? he thought. Feeling the deep loneliness pierce his chest. It didn't used to be like this. When did it all go wrong?

He turned to look at his wife as she went to help train their son. The insane look in her eyes had just gotten worse over the years. She had been fine for a while and just little bits would show through.

But then she had taken Dudley out of school and brought him to the Clan. After that they had both changed.

Dudley became more and more like the other children in the Clan, despondent, calculating, wary, and ...angry. He threw himself into the training regimine set by both his mother and the clan, and it wasn't long before his gift developed.

He still remembered that day.

The day Dudley found out about his gift was the day Vernon finally had his eyes opened.

That day that changed everything, started off just like every other day, only there was a sence of ...surrealness in the air.

Petunia was already up and making breakfast, Dudley was in the basement doing his morning reps and he was getting ready for work when there was a sudden, loud crash down in the basement.

Quickly turning off the stove and shoving the newspaper away they both ran to the basement and down the stairs.

"DUDLEY! " they both yelled in union, fear coursing through their veins on what they would find, if Dudley was alright or if something had happened. Something terrible.

Petunia was the first to notice it. But when she did it was like christmas had came over and she had recieved Potter's head gift wrapped and on a solid gold platter.

It was terrifying the look on her face.

Vernon turned from his wife to his son, still not completely getting what the whole thing was about.

Petunia sucked in an excited breath. "My Dudders!" she gasped in glee. " You've done it! You've awakened your gift!"

Vernon stared clueless, before something caught his eye.

The entire room had been scorched. There were lines across the walls where it looked like a whip of fire had struck and the metal bar Dudley used to lift weights was completely melted...right where his hands would have been holding it.

Oh no..Vernon remembered thinking. This can't be happening. Not you too, Dudders.

Looking at them both he shuddered, feeling the last bits of hope die. He had hoped his son would have been skipped and he would not have been born with a gift, but he wasn't.

Vernon ran his hands through his hair and down his face.

...

Shaking his head slightly, Vernon came out of his thoughts and watched his wife and child fight for a few seconds longer. His mind subconsciously planning certain maneuvers.

He had to be ready. It was almost time for the tournament and it needed to be finished by then.

Vernon took one last look at his son, and turned around and left quietly shutting the door behind him and headed back to their little apartment complex in the mansion.

He needed a nap.

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AN: So what do you guys think about Dudleys power? I'll go more indepth about it later I just wanted to give you all a glimpse of it. Man Petunia sure has gon slightly insane and brought her own son down with her.

So I have a couple of questions for you guys.

1. Should Vernon be good or evil?

2. When do you all want Severus to show up? (I was thinking about having him kind of accidently running into them in ch 8 or ch 9).

Chapter 7: Paladin

Helix meets his first Paladin after hes caught practising jumping. You know I think I'll have severus show up in this chapter...

I hate it when the wheels turn. I have too many ideas running through my head.

Oh and I'm going to be posting a bunch of story ideas on my profile of furture stories I'm going to be writting..or typing...

Anyways, Adios!