The Purpose, Rewritten, Chapter 42 The Beast Within
October 17th, 1971 Beaudelaire's mansion
''Not act against him...'' Said Danyck as he smacked Anton on the head. ''He could have known perfectly you lied, idiot.''
''Sorry.'' Muttered Anton.
Danyck shook his head, then lit a cigarette before taking a deep breath. Being finally alone in his head made him more in power, somehow. He had liked Seth, truly, but they never saw alike. If he was true to himself, he didn't want to be in anyone's shadow anymore and be what he was always supposed to be: a vampire.
''We need to get to England without the use of a portkey.'' Said Danyck.
''There are always boats. You can fly… we can't.'' Said Anton. ''And I can't stand portkeys. I feel weak for days after using that.''
''I have connections. We will be fine.'' Assured Sanguini in a neutral voice.
Danyck glanced at the human that was *guarding* the door. He was not a guard, but rather his food supply, and they were running short on blood regenerating potions. Seth used to make them and even if he knew how to do them too, he did not have a wand to finish them.
''You get those connections, then we shall head as soon as possible.'' Instructed Danyck to Sanguini as he was caressing the face of his human with the back of a long finger. The guard, named Maxim, was shivering with anticipation. ''You want me to feed on you, don't you?'' Added Danyck as he blew smoke in his face.
''Please…'' Said the guard, his eyes wet from the smoke.
Danyck chuckled, then put out the cigarette on the wall behind him before moving quickly and sinking his teeth in the man. The man tasted bland, like all the humans did. There was nothing like wizards blood, even the weakest of them. Danyck missed the times he could drink wizard's blood, or more precisely, his own maker. He needed that feeling again, and he could not do that here, in America, where the MACUSA had been ravaged by Grindelwald.
He had followed Seth's thoughts for the last two months, and the encounter Seth had had with Voldemort. He would seek that Dark Lord and find him. For that, he had needed to cut off his link with Seth, hiding his true intentions. He had sought someone who knew about that, and that was Sanguini, one of the few old vampires that still lived.
Sanguini was with him simply by curiosity, and because he had been bored in the last century. He had said he had been amused by Grindelwald and what he had tried to do, but had barely changed his habits, even with what changes Grindelwald had made. Somehow, he knew it would not have lasted because Gellert had used a magical artefact.
Anton had hated Grindelwald, and how he had been used, but he also had tasted wizard blood, and knew he could find that by following Danyck, or so he hoped. Danyck stopped drinking blood and licked the wound. He patted the human's cheek then went out the room.
Anton looked at Sanguini who had such a blank, emotionless face, he could not know what was going through that vampire's mind. He sighed, then followed Danyck out. Sanguini also walked out but made a turn to the office to place a phone call.
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November 6th, 1971 , a day before Port of Bristol, United Kingdom
Sanguini's connections had been part of cruise members, so they had lived pretty well for the last few weeks among the muggles. Although, they might have dropped bodies in the water in the middle of the night.
The cruise had diverted by going alongside the coast of Africa, to get in all the heat and end the vacation of the passengers. Danyck was on the deck where Anton was swimming in a giant pool in front of him. He was laying down on his back in a long chair, reading a book about boats. That same boat they were in was talked about in the book he was reading.
''Anton. They are going to think you drowned if you keep testing your breathing under that water. You've been at it for twelve minutes now.'' Said Danyck in a whisper, but Anton had clearly heard him as he was just surfacing the water.
Several people were looking at Anton, clapping as he went out the pool. Anton shook his red hair and passed a hand through them before winking at the crowd. A woman approached Danyck, a martini in hand. She sat in Anton's empty chair and crossed her nude legs.
''A book about boats. Should I feel concerned?'' Asked the woman.
Danyck glanced at her. She wore a full bathing suit and an open shirt that fit her well. She had expansive golden earrings and white hair, but she did look nice for her age, he assumed she was in her fifties, just like he was, technically.
''No. I just like boats.'' Said Danyck, which was not a lie, but he preferred flying.
''You like fashion too. What you wear is from my creation.'' Said the woman.
Danyck frowned, not usually dressed in muggles clothes, and tended to wear black tunics and goth-like clothes. He was presently wearing blue jeans and a red and blue opened shirt made of silk.
''And you are?'' Asked Danyck.
''Zendra Rhodes.'' She answered, moving a hand forward for him to shake, but he did not budge.
His guard stepped forward.
''Is she bothering you, my Lord?'' Asked Maxim.
Zendra pulled away her hand as Anton sat beside her.
''You're in my chair, but I don't mind.'' Said Anton as Zendra made a disgusted face.
Danyck moved a hand, dismissing Maxim who backed away.
''Anton, go get some refreshments, hm?'' Said Danyck.
''Im na- ú- a firen.'' Spat Anton before standing up.
Danyck shot him a glare and Anton scoffed before going away.
''What was that language?'' Asked Zendra, relieved Anton went away. ''You are some kind of Lord? What do you do?''
Anton lit another cigarette and blew the smoke over him as he laid back down on his chair.
''I work in banks. And I was returning to England for a new contract.'' Said Anton, answering the third question only. ''And you?''
''Well, I am a designer. I was just in America for vacation and returning by cruise. I do plan to stay a little in England before returning to France, where my main collection is. We are starting the new winter collection.'' Said Zendra.
Anton noticed she wore a ring as she drank.
''You are here alone?'' Asked Anton.
''Yes. My husband is already in France, waiting for me.'' Said Zendra.
Sanguini, who had been sitting a few meters away from them, stood and walked to Zendra. Sanguini's eyes seemed to shine briefly before he bent towards her and kissed her passionately. Danyck's eyebrows raised, impressed, and wondering just how he had done that.
''And here I thought I would have been the one to have fun later.'' Muttered Danyck.
Zendra stood to kiss Sanguini better and they were at it for another minute, making Danyck scoff and back on his book.
Sanguini stopped and looked at Danyck with a smirk on his face.
''Thank you for prepping her mind. She was so ready to fuck you.'' Said Sanguini as he took Zendra's hand. ''I'll take her from here.''
With a dazed expression, Zendra followed Sanguini inside the boat.
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Birmingham, England
After arriving by the coast of England, they made their way to Birmingham. From Sanguini's sources, they could find Donovan there, and they did, after a night of hearing muggles talking about him.
''And what exactly are his wishes?'' Interrupted Danyck dryly while they were talking about Seth and what Donovan had been instructed to do.
''No kills, right?'' Asked Donovan and Danyck scoffed.
''Whatever made you think that?''
''Well, vampires were branded again. We fled and hid. We became unreachable. He became unreachable, almost thinking he was dead. Then, Lazarus would not answer me. I ran into a fricking ugly wizard looking to make money out of all of us who weren't branded. Then, came that old man stopping me from ripping that wizard's heart out.'' Explained Donovan.
''Name of that old wizard?'' Asked Danyck.
''Bumblebee or something?''
''Dumbledore?''
''Yeah! Said we could use some places around to keep away from magical folks, as long as we didn't kill Muggles. He mentioned Seth and whatnot.''
''I see.'' Said Danyck as he was approaching Donovan with steeple fingers. He clicked his tongue and looked at the guard by the door. ''Tell me, you like living in these conditions?'' Asked Danyck.
Not knowing who he was talking to, Donovan answered.
''Maybe. Are you asking him?'' Asked Donovan with a chuckle.
The man, Fabricio, looked at Donovan, unsurewhat to answer. Danyck tried to read his thoughts by projecting his mind at him, just like he used to do with Seth; and was pleasantly surprised to hear his thoughts.
''Is that a trick question? Am I supposed to say I'm fine? Or that he should take my blood to find out?''
''Fine, sir.'' Said the man after clearing his throat.
Danyck tsked. ''Humans.'' He turned around, facing Donovan. ''I'm here to find that Dark Lord. I want action, I want thrills, I want magical blood, I want war.''
Donovan eyed Sanguini who was lazily reading thenewspaper in a corner, sitting on the sofa, cross-legged.
''You don't seem to be unanimous in those wishes.'' Muttered Donovan. ''Sanguini is one of the ancient ones. What if he goes to Seth?''
''Seth holds the sacred words. I'm not suicidal.'' Answered Sanguini without lifting his eyes from the newspaper. ''And why would I not want what Danyck wants?'' Sanguini stood up and threw the newspaper on the bed. ''Give me a week. I'll find that sorcerer.''
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November 15th, Worcester
If it was by making other vampires or using the existing ones in England, it took six days for Sanguini to point to a city on a map.
''He's going to be there, tonight. There was no time sure, but it should be when it gets dark outside. Something about… rituals.'' Said Sanguini. ''Last night, I was too late. It would be best if you went now, considering the city is a bit far up north. With your speed, you should be fine.''
Danyck looked at where Sanguini was pointing: Worcester city.
''Is it where you are pointing exactly, or you just meant the city?'' Asked Danyck.
Sanguini smirked, removing his finger from the map.
''Where I pointed. There's a residential area with a park in its center. For some reason… it's another highly populated area. Non-magical humans.'' Added Sanguini with a sudden bored tone.
Danyck nodded and lit a cigarette as he went out of the room. Anton suddenly stood up.
''Am I supposed to go with him?'' Asked Anton nervously.
Sanguini shrugged.
''From what I've heard, you should not be standing where that sorcerer is, no matter who you are. If Danyck fails, you might become a target and I am not going to protect you, or anyone for that matter.''
''A target?'' Mumbled Anton. ''But I…''
''Leave it, Anton.'' Interrupted Sanguini. ''This is not Grindelwald, nor Nathaniel for that matter. Danyck should come back. I might not like him, at all, but he is… unfortunately, a very powerful vampire.'' Added Sanguini softly. ''Now, if you'll excuse me, I am going to sip on wine and go fuck someone, while I still can.''
Danyck arrived at the park, but stayed behind a building, for he had arrived as the Dark Lord was standing in the middle of the area, surrounded by corpses. Some buildings were on fire. The sound of sirens reached the park, but they could not come nearer. Danyck suspected that someone had set up enchantments.
Danyck could feel the density of the air, heavy in magic. The smell of blood filled his nose. He observed silently, waiting for the proper moment. Danyck counted four other cloaked wizards in the distance but could not hear their heartbeats: they were too far. Danyck made sure his full-faced mask was on, and his hood covering his head properly. In no way must he be recognized by anyone in England, not wanting to cross the path of Abraxas Malfoy or maybe any others who could know him.
He had been there for just a few minutes when Voldemort stopped moving, lifted his chin, his eyes locking on where Danyck was crouching, and spoke in Parseltongue.
''Have you changed your mind then?'' Asked Voldemort.
Danyck made a soft gasp. He could understand the hissings, but also Voldemort thought he was Seth. Danyck stepped out of the shadows and walked carefully towards the Dark Lord.
''Oh, I don't know about him, but I did.'' Said Danyck.
A spell came at him faster than he thought possible, but he did expect that kind of answer, and so he barely avoided it. Another flurry came at him, and he used vampiric speed to avoid them.
When Danyck flew behind the Dark Lord, the curses stopped, but his wand did not budge, pointing stiffly at him.
''You fly.'' Stated Voldemort.
The statement had a half-surprised tone, or impressed, but Danyck knew he had picked the man's attention. Danyck slowly went down and knelt as he landed.
''I want to be at your service, my Lord.'' said Danyck.
Voldemort stayed there, unmoving. His Death Eaters had walked closer to them, but Voldemort raised a hand, making them stop.
''Who are you?'' Asked Voldemort coldly.
''My name should not be heard by any others, but know that my maker is the one you thought I was'' Said Danyck.
Voldemort tilted his head, then lowered his wand.
''So, you can you understand this?'' Hissed Voldemort in Parseltongue.
Perhaps because he had drunk blood from Seth, he had retained some powers. He nodded. ''Interesting.'' Said Voldemort as he walked around Danyck. ''What do you want?''
''The things you proposed to him... Are they still valid?'' Asked Danyck.
''You mean blood?'' Hissed Voldemort softly in Danyck's ear, making him shiver.
Just like Venthyr was magically a language vampire knew, he imagined snakes before trying to speak in Parseltongue.
''Freedom.''
The hissing sounded weird in his mouth, but it was so enjoyable to feel its vibration. Voldemort made a brief smile. The deatheaters stayed silent during their exchange and he could not tell what they thought behind their silver masks.
''Can't Seth know what you think or know where you are?'' Hissed Voldemort.
''Not anymore. Our link was cut. He still thinks I am in New York.''
''My lord.'' Said a woman's voice behind. ''We should leave soon.''
Voldemort nodded briefly and went back in front of Danyck.
''And you thought about being marked?'' Hissed Voldemort.
Danyck smiled under his mask but answered in English.
''Yes, I did. Although I must warn you, Seth knows who your deatheaters are because he feels that mark.'' Began Danyck. The other deatheaters looked at each other, now knowing they were not as anonymous as they thought they were. ''I don't know how he does it, but there is a way to block that. A concealment charms…''
''I'm no fool.'' Snapped Voldemort.
''I never said that.''
''Silence!''
''My lord. You want me to dispose of him?'' Asked the woman, her crooked wand pointing at Danyck.
Danyck moved his hand, feeling the woman's heart and taking its energy in his fingers, ready to crush it.
''I'd love to see you try, witch.'' Threatened Danyck, but in less than a second, he was pulled up in the air, and he was choking.
''What was that, vampire?'' Asked Voldemort angrily.
Since he was a vampire, the choking spell did not have much effect on him, but he could not answer the question. Danyck gritted his teeth, and instead of waiting, he gathered Voldemort's heart energy within his hand, which the dark Lord reacted to instantly and threw him on the ground.
''NO ONE SHALL HAVE POWER OVER ME!'' Yelled Voldemort. ''CRUCIO!''
Danyck was not fast enough and received the curse directly on his chest. The mental torture he had gone through during Seth's loss was comparable to the physical torture he was now receiving. Hot blades went through his body, turning his veins into scorching fire.
He did not know If he had screamed or not, but when the pain subsided, his head was still hurting and a thirst for blood clung to his throat. A white wand was pointed at his face, and glowing red eyes stared at him.
''Why would I want your allegiance? What could you possibly offer me?'' Spat Voldemort.
Danyck swallowed painfully.
''A way to keep your deatheaters from being caught or revealed by Seth.''
''You already told me. What else?'' Inquired the Dark Lord.
Danyck took several breaths before answering and staring back at the glowing red eyes.
''My blood.'' Said Danyck before coughing again.
In the darkness, he could not discern the Lord's facial expression but knew he had answered something interesting enough. He knew Voldemort was aware of vampire blood's effects since he had given some to Emmanuel Greengrass, although they never knew where he had taken it from.
''My lord, aurors are coming at the limits of our wards.'' Said a deatheater nervously.
''How many?'' Asked Voldemort as another deatheater arrived on his broom.
''From what I could see, less than a dozen and Maugrey is not with them.''
Voldemort looked at Danyck and motioned with a finger to get up.
''A dozen aurors. Is that hard of a task for you?'' Asked Voldemort.
Danyck did stand up with difficulty, aching from the cruciatus curse. He now understood why humans almost never got up after Seth had cast that curse on them back at the casino.
''There can be no witnesses.'' Said Danyck darkly, eyeing the other deatheaters.
Voldemort cocked his head.
''You mean no blond witnesses?'' Hissed Voldemort in Parseltongue. ''He is not here. He rarely does nonpolitical missions.''
Danyck nodded, then spun around and flew rapidly towards the aurors. They were in two separate groups and advancing carefully. He could not blame them, as many corpses were scattered on the ground and buildings were on fire.
Danyck flew on the side and then went on the roof. He was confident in his abilities, and none knew how to protect themselves from his power, since they were all ignorant of it. And he did intend to let it stay that way.
It was dark outside, barely lit by the fires and the few streetlamps still standing. The aurors heartbeats were only music to his ears. They were scared to death. He tried to feel their heart's energy in his hands, but they were too far away. He cursed under his breath. Maybe if he focused on one person, it could still work.
''Homenum Revelio!'' Shouted one of the auror.
Danyck felt the spell go through him and he cursed again.
''Up there!''
They began to shoot explosive spells and Danyck jumped down the tall building, arriving softly on the ground. The aurors continued firing at the roof, but he was closer to them now. He gathered their heart's energy in his hands.
One was slipping away from his grasp. Five was too much for him... Concentrating even more on four of them, he felt that pleasing warmth growing in his belly, and he closed his fist hard, letting out a growl of satisfaction as cries echoed in the air and four auras fell down, dead. Danyck removed his mask, his eyes going black and his teeth growing long. The remaining auror panicked, looking around desperately, his wand shaking.
''Bombarda!'' The auror yelled in the dark, but nothing had been there. ''Carl! Anthony!'' He nudged one of them with his foot. ''Who did that? What happened?''
Danyck ran rapidly behind him and grabbed him tightly before sinking his teeth in his neck. The wizard gasped, shooting spells uncontrollably in the air. Wizard blood rushed in Danyck's mouth, and he was completely ecstatic. Magical power rushed through his body. The wizard struggled, but Danyck's grip was too strong. He drained him until the wizard's heart stopped beating. Danyck let him go on the ground and breathed heavily.
Blood smeared his chin, and he licked his lips happily. Seth would not have wanted him to kill wizards if he could avoid it, and now he could do whatever he wanted, drowning in wizard blood. He heard the other four aurors coming his way, since the yells of the aurors he had just killed brought attention. Danyck snickered and went to get back his mask before hiding in the shadows again.
One auror hurried to his colleagues bodies. ''The Death curse.'' He wrongly assumed before going to the one Danyck had drained. ''Vampires. They joined him. Mike! We have to hurry… We have to hurry back and tell the...''
The words died in his throat as Danyck crushed his heart with his fist and the auror fell to the ground.
The others looked all around, scared, and before they could flee, their bodies joined the concrete. Danyck was high, feeling the dark energy engulfing him. A grim laugh left his lips. A moment later, he was magically forced to kneel as Voldemort appeared in front of him. His knees gave out easily, but nothing mattered as he had never felt this amazing.
''I guess you will do.'' Said Voldemort. ''Your arm.''
Danyck looked around and the Five Death Eaters present stood not too far from them.
''No way.'' Muttered a deatheater.
Another wand movement later, and Danyck's right arm shot up in the air, and Voldemort grabbed his wrist. His sleeve slid down to his elbow.
''He'll know.'' Said Danyck, speaking about Seth.
''No, he won't.'' Assured Voldemort as his wand touched Danyck's skin.
''My lord, that's a vampire… who used to be a muggle.'' Said the female.
''And yet he just killed nine aurors, Bella.'' Hissed Voldemort.
Pain shot through Danyck's arm, but it was tolerable until the Dark Lord began to chant.
''Abscondat. Magia sit invisibilis. Morsmordre!''
Runes appeared below the new dark Mark tattoo. Danny held his breath. It was as if his arm was on fire. He immediately felt Voldemort's emotion through it. He gritted his teeth, not wanting to feel something he had loathed for many years.
It seemed to be not quite the same thing of what he thought. He was feeling was a mad pleasure coming from the Dark wizard. It was better than grief and sorrow. Voldemort let go of his harm.
''This way.'' Hissed Voldemort in Parseltongue. ''You will know where I am and when I need you. The runes will make you undetectable by Seth as well as your… distinctive heartbeat. I can't prevent him to recognize you through your particular skills.''
Danyck stood back up.
''My lord.'' Said Danyck before turning around and taking flight, leaving the area.
''My Lord.'' Pressed on Bellatrix. ''I don't understand.''
''Idiot. That vampire just killed nine aurors, like our Lord said. Besides, how dare you question him?'' Said another deatheater.
Voldemort ignored them and began to chant again. Black orb sprouted from his wand and a dark veil swooshed over the ground.
The deatheaters yelped in fear, but the veil did not do anything to them. Each of the black orbs went to dead bodies. Once absorbed, the dead aurors rose, white eyed and lifeless as they could be. Voldemort had made them as inferi.
Venthyr translation
''Im na- ú- a firen.''
''I am not a human.''