章節 3: Ch. 3 Be careful what you wish for
It's second time I wake up in a strange place today, but this time there is no one around.
I look around the room I am now in and I feel I should correct myself after doing so. This isn't a room, it's a cell. And from the looks of it, appears to be in a dungeon. But honestly, who puts a kid alone in a dungeon.
There's what appears to either a bench or a bed, can't really tell which one. Some kind of bucket assuming it's for my needs. The wall are made of stones, like the room was simply carved out of the earth. There's no window. The only light comes from the small hole in the door to let people look in the cell. The door is made out of solid steel and I assume it's enchanted. Truly an almost stereotypical dungeon.
Nothing happened for the first day. I could hear some doors opening and some people walking outside from time to time, but that's about it.
Instead of wasting time doing nothing and dwelling on loosing my new family so soon, I tried to do whatever any protagonist does in Harry Potter fanfics when young and unable to practice magic properly: Occlumency and wandless magic.
The first day didn't have much in the way of results. I did what every book said was the first step and that was to clear the mind whilst meditating. I also tried to find the magic in me, but that was easier said then done.
I took a week before I started to get on the right track. I started to feel some energy near my heart, and after that I started feeling that energy around me. It was only then that I remembered the Death couple saying I would be able to feel and absorb magic with relative ease in my new body. I also started to make some headway in my emptying to the mind. It took some time but I was finally able to do it. I also was able to get some sort of understanding of how things worked in this dungeon: everyday the death eaters or whoever is in charge here sends food down for what I can call breakfast, then they send some house-elves to pick the plates, give you Scourgify and empty the bucket. Then they don't do anything until what I'll assume is lunch time, but that's not to give us since we only get what's enough to keep us alive, so it's basically just making rounds to check if everything is still ok. Then there's supper which just works almost the same as breakfast.
This means I have plenty of time to practice as long as I keep track of when the last movements outside happened.
It's been two months since I came down and I've been pretty productive. I managed to make what I believe is a defense in my mind. I took some bits from Sherlock 'memory place', added some bits I'm unsure work and tried to create a veritable fortress in my mind with guards ranging from soldiers with advanced military equipment to some fantasy like dragons. At the center is the fortress with my general knowledge and some traps, leading to the most fortified stuff I could think of: genetically locked computer within a vault which also houses my baseball sized magic core, protected by a standing army of the most powerful fictional characters I could think of. I couldn't get the hang of creating fake memories, I just can't seem to get it right.
On the other my magic is pretty pathetic. I can barely lift the pebbles in my room. I tried everything but I just keep fainting after a few minutes of doing it. The only consolation is that I am able to do it for greater periods of time, so it's seems like those theories which state magic is like a muscle should be correct. There's also the possibility that I'm just too young, because from what I remember young wizards only usually start really feeling their magic at the age of seven.
My routine of training my Occlumency and magic kept going until 2 and a half months in my cell door opened. Two men wearing identical plain silver swath eater masks stepped into the room. The two looked like towering mounds of either fat or muscle compared to my small stature and weak body.
"It's your turn now kid. Try to last longer then the last kids that were up there. I hate having to come down here with you low-breed filth." The death eater on the right spat out.
The one grabbed me while the other cast Petrificus Totalus and then levitated me out of the room.
Once in the hallway i saw maybe half a dozen cells which seemed to be identical to mine. The hall seemed to have been dug out of the earth just like the cells, the only things that looked like they had been made instead of carved are the doors and the torches.
They brought me down a level, at least I now know where the stairs are, to different hallway. This one seemed better, they at least made the walls look like bricks, but there was a bunch of weird odors on this level and most of them bad.
We went into a room which was lit properly unlike my cell. On the ground was a weird set of circles with at star in it, surrounded by drawn symbols in what i have to presume, judging by the redness of it all is blood. If it's human or not I don't know, and even if I could know I don't want to. There were pieces of what looked like a lion; beige colored legs with great claws, three pairs scattered at different points of a star within the circles, a tail and what looked like fangs on the other two points, and above the center was held a pair of eyes floating in a liquid held by a glass container. In the middle of all this was a table with what looked like straps.
All I could do was watch and try to figure a way out of this situation which did not look like it would end well for me. The problem was that I was completely stuck both magical and physically, my wandless magic was laughable and I don't know how to even leave this place or how many people are here. In the end, all I could do was watch in horror at what I could guess would be a ritual and one involving blood and sacrifices, something which pretty much all fantasy worlds would call dark magic.
"Try not to die too quick kid, it's annoying having to dispose of you filthy brats." Growled one of the men who as he strapped me down.
"All yours sir." They said to a man standing in the corner observing everything.
"Leave us!" Said a raspy voice which sound almost inhuman.
As both men left he turned towards me and said "you will be a step on the path to create the ultimate weapon for the dark lord you filthy half-blood. Be grateful for this chance or die for his glory."
He turned around and walked to to his own position just above my head. He pulled out a silver dagger and started a chant which I couldn't recognize as he was murmuring. Until finally he used the dagger to slice my wrists. Pain explode and my mind started going into overdrive trying to think of something, trying to stop myself from panicking.
"et tandem intrat sanguinem predonum" said the hooded man in an excited manner.
The blood circles started to glow as it became liquid again. It came towards my slit wrists and started to crawl it's way into my body. I felt like my arms were on the verge of bursting, like every vain and artery were stretched to their breaking points. Until the blood finally made its way to my heart and spread throughout my whole body. I tried to use every little bit of magic I could to try and stretch the blood thin as to not explode like an over inflated balloon. It took all my will to not scream out in agony until it finally started to calm itself.
"Oculi tandem intrat rapax" said the bastard holding the knife as he did something no one could truly be prepared for.
He slashed his knife across both my eyes.
In that instant I froze. It just didn't compute. And then came the pain, the horrifying pain, followed with the horror of the situation and it finally made me scream. I could only feel the despair at the situation until new sensations were felt on my face as a cold liquid was poured on me. Then I felt a new sort of pain, like my eyes were being pulled out and shoved into my skull at the same time. I yelled and screamed until it felt like blood was coming out of my throat.
All I could hear in response was that fucking bastard who stabbed me! The piece of shit who took my sight and put me through this pain! And he was fucking ecstatic! It was like his fucking birthday was happening and he got everything he asked for!
I don't know how long I was in this limbo from hell, but it finally stopped. And I could only cry with no tears after I felt them untie me from the table.
"He lived!! The boy lived!! He's the first to make it this make far, haha!!!" Said the piece of shit like he got his dearest wish granted.
"You two idiots outside! Get him cleaned up and send him back to his cell! He is now the most important subject in this place!" He commanded as I was simply trying to get by bearings back as the pain was still assaulting me.
I heard the door opening and the sound of footsteps neared me. I felt the blood on my body leave and then followed the same procedure as when I was brought up. Only this time I was simply shocked already. I didn't know what to do anymore. So even if they didn't full body bind me I still wouldn't have moved.
I was dumped back into what I assumed was my cell and felt around for my bed. After I got my bearings, i climbed on and simply curled up and trembled at how everything just happened so quickly. I kept asking myself questions. Thinking about how could even learn magic while blind. Thinking about what these bastards will put me through next, cause from what that dick bag said I'm sure he's got more planed for me.
The only way I could fall asleep that night by forcing myself to using Occlumency. I entered my mind happy to still be able to see it. I went to the deepest parts where my core memories of my past life dwelled and my magical energy which powered everything within me lay. And when I got there I had to double check if everything was alright because my magic core, the which was responsible for containing, distributing and absorbing the magical energy for wizards... well it now had a twin and both of them were a least four times the size of what my previous one was. If my previous one was basically a baseball containing mist, these were two basketballs containing incredibly dense mist.
This now reminded me that the death couple said that they could grant my requests, but it was up to the world to make them true. This event made me realize that there is no such thing as a free lunch and that one should always be careful of what you wish for.
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Alexander_the_grey If anyone couldn’t really guess as to what just happened, well they basically infused him with the essence of a Wampus cat using a dark magic ritual that the crazy guy created to empower Voldemort and are trying to work out the kinks. The images of a Wampus cat show basically a mountain lion with six legs and their hairs are used as wand core materials. So that’s the three pairs of legs and the increase in magic powers should be reasonable with it.
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