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Insanity of Power
With an approving smile,
Dumbledore put the note on fire and allowed himself to loosen up for a
moment. The reply had come sooner than expected, and it bore very good
news.
As for the message, there would
be two new students arriving next year. Their main purpose would be to
get comfortable with Hogwarts environment and prepare to act when the time
would come. Dumbledore knew that they would not be of much help, not
until the end, but to have them close by was a sure way to have them ready.
There were no pictures with the
note; it only said that two siblings would be assisting Hogwarts with the
objective of digging all necessary information regarding their enemies and
their allies. They also sent a short description of both:
Sex: Female
Code Name: Kyo
Wizard Specialty: Unmatched
with Water spells. Healings. Ancient
witchcraft technique. Non-Verbal spells.
Others: Trained to unarmed
attack and defense, strong endurance, quick, discreet
and clever
Sex: Male
Code Name: Tama
Wizard Specialty: Unmatched
with Fire spells. Highly skilled with ancient Occlumency. Warding. Shape
shifting technique. Invisibility spells
Others: Trained to armed
combat, hot-tempered, altruist, quick as a shadow.
They will be in command of our
army. We chose The Dragon Shape country as a port of their origin and
ended up in using this native language for the word ‘Commanding’, which is Shirei. It also bears two other meanings related to their
true nature, one being Water -Shi- the other being Fire -Re-. Therefore, they
will be called Ms. and Mr Shirei.
You will meet them at the
beginning of the next year.
The letter was short and
clear. His only regret lay in the fact that he could not share this
information with anybody else, even Snape would be out
of the loop. If he were lucky enough, nobody would suspect those students.
However, if he received the blessing of Lady Luck, there would not be any use
at all for those children.
Sighing deeply, he knew after
living so long that hope was a tool to use in the most realistic way possible.
He closed his eyes and did as
should be…he waited.
*****
He was standing straight; both
arms spread on each sides of his body, hands laying flat on his desk. His
slick hair we about to fall in front of his eyes, but he did not care. He
was dangerously eyeing every one of them with is intensive stare, frightening
many of students. They were all wondering what had brought this anger, but no
one dared to comment on this; instead, they waited for the worse. He finally
spoke.
"This period is designed for
the preparation of the final test. I do not want to hear any other noise
than the one coming from your quills. If you have any questions, you will
come up to my desk. You may begin."
No student wished to have to go
and ask for any clarifications. They all took their books out and started
flipping the pages, following the quiz on their desk.
That moment of peace should
allow me to focus on my personal work, Snape
thought, as he took out his own documents and started to study them
carefully.
With the end of the year coming
soon, his pleasure was growing up. Only two months left before the
relief. He would not have been able to keep this up any longer, with his
mind always exhausted due to his continuous nightmares.
The last one had been worse, much
worse. For the first time in many years, he had experienced fear.
Although he possessed a fair amount of control, it nearly turned out to be
useless during that moment. Nevertheless, he did discover a part of
himself from this last dream. Even though they had forced him to witness
an insane scene, he never gave into the order said to him.
He shut his eyes and put his
elbows on the desk. He closed his hands into a fist and allowed his chin to lay
on it for a brief moment. For someone who did not have much sleep for
over five months, it took this little to drift into oblivion. Then he was
instantly brought to the other dimension.
*****
"Greetings, Sir." Dunia lifted herself up and went to stand near him.
After some time passed in this
other world, Snape had learned the basic of it and
could interact with those people with more ease, but he could not control his
departure.
"Don’t get me wrong, I am
not here to do idle babbling. I am right now in my classroom filled with
unblessed students that will probably come to bug me with meaningless
questions."
For a reply, she broke a quick
smile from her stern lips.
This entire situation enervated
him. Severus wondered why he should feel sorry
for a girl that had the power to ensnare his mind like this.
"Oh, but it isn't my doing,
I thought you should know by now. Jua is the
one who can ‘ensnare’ your soul"
As a reaction to the insult, Snape slightly raised an eyebrow, but kept his mouth shut.
Such provocation did not deserve to be accounted for.
His mind finally registered what
just happened; she’s been able to read his mind since the beginning..
- That witch! If she capable
of this, why does she keep playing the helpless brat? – He thought.
"To guess what goes on into
the mind of a human being doesn’t request a high level of skills, Mr. Snape. To read one of my own is much
more…demanding."
"And what exactly is the
meaning of this?" He knew his voice sounded harsh and bitter, certain that
it would unbalance his interlocutor.
"I see that you never relax,
do you? I have yet to know more about you if you are to be our Savior. However, as I understand, you need to be out of
here as quickly as possible. Tell me, why did you come here?"
Taking a deep breath in order to
control his anger, he opened his mouth to give something that would look like
an explanation, without seeming to be under her absolute control.
"It was not my intention.
But be as it may, trapped as I am, I suggest that we could discuss what
occurred the last time we met. Things were...getting out of hand if I may say
so." He added a nasty sneer to his features, while ignoring the slight
vacillation in the girl’s aura that surrounded her. He was learning how to
handle the young witch. Gaining his
freedom in that dimension was finally at his reach.
"Suffice to say, I must
return to my class. You will do well to tell the boy to release me."
Dunia
did not back away, but she fixed his eyes intensely and nodded in agreement.
She turned Jua slowly, followed by her long garments
that caressed the ground. She was again dressed in blue, but with many
shades that gave the illusion of a continuous flow of a lively river. This
suited her better than what she had been wearing the last time they met.
"Jua,
you heard this, release him at once."
"Humph! What an impertinent
old fool. I’ll obey because it is you, Dunia who’s
asking for it. Otherwise, I would never follow the words of a weakling, and you
would do well to act the same."
The girl gave him a sour
response. “Jua! You
shouldn’t talk about things that you lack the knowledge of. I won’t
discuss this any longer.”
Snape
could not see the boy, but the voice was the usual one.
Addressing the man one last time,
Dunia barely whispered. “Thank you, Mr. Snape.”
He felt a tug and a moment later,
he was blinking, trying to focus on where he was. The noise of scratching
quills, the whispers, and the smell of his ingredients. He was definitely
back in his class.
This game was getting better with
each encounter. Soon he would have his way with these two. It won’t be
said that Severus could be under the power of two
little brats, no matter where they came from or who they truly were.
He had felt a string in his stomach
from when she had thanked. She had seen a side of him that pleased
her. That could be useful in gaining her trust, as for the other kid, he
would manage.
In his opinion, playing with the
mind of others was far more delicious than using physical violence and it
seemed like the boy was also skilled in this area. Strangely enough, he also
seemed to be under the control of the girl. Snape
would have to remember this for future meetings.
"Professor?
I...I'm sorry, but I...." Neville could speak no more. The teacher
terrified him.
"What is it Mr. Longbottom? Can't remember where you put your tongue?"
In an instant, the trembling
student was back in his chair, nose in his book, and he stayed that way until
the end of the class.
Hermione gave him an apologizing
look even though he could not see her. She felt sorry for him.
Offering her help during lunchtime was the only thing that would do for
now.
*****
Ah! This welcoming quietness is a pure blessing. He could now
work on his projects. Being in his laboratory was always enjoyable; the
different fumes were mixing up perfectly; plants, roots, liquids, burning wood.
This potion was the achievement
of many years of studies. It was brewing gently, making the perfect
amount of bubbles and letting the intended yellow fume. He sat down,
pearls of sweat slowly making their way down his face. Flashes of last
month’s nightmares came back, and in his state, he could not fight them. Dreamless draught tonight, Severus.
After every dream, he felt as if he was getting closer and closer to something
but it slipped from his grasp each time he tried to reach it.
He forced his body to stand up,
took the potion lying on his desk, and gave his cauldron a last expecting
glance and left the room. This should be ready by tomorrow.
He was about to take a full sip
of the mixture, but instead, he replayed that dream he had last month.
Since that one, he had been drinking a dreamless potion every night. He was not
ready to go back there, not after this, not after that scene which reminded him
of his past.
*****
The Last Dream: One Month Prior
“DUNIA!”
“Yes Father?”
What came next, took her off
balance even if she tried to stay still.
“How long did you intend to
hide your new toy?”
“I beg your pardon Father; I
do not understand the meaning of…”
“SHUT UP! You ungrateful
creature have no right to hide anything from my sight. I will not allow
such freedom. Bring Jua here and now. ”
“Jua
has nothing to do with this. I will take full resp...”
What she was going to say was lost, as she felt his wrath.
“You are nothing but a spoiled
brat. Maybe some extensive demonstration is needed once again?” His voice
was as cold as a blizzard.
“Tell me, my lovely, Dunia, is your pet going to show up today? Why, after
putting up with you two for so long, I think he merits a reward.”
“No! You won’t hurt him, I
will not let you.”
“Who said anything about
hurting him?”
She could feel his
devious mind at work; it brought her soul into turmoil, and panic was slowly
invading her. He could not be thinking of…
“I will think whatever I may,
and I’ll make sure you never forget your rank. Now, let us get back to
our little surprise party; you want me to tell you what is going to happen or
do you prefer the unexpected? Either way, it would be more appropriate to have
you move back to a more…solid form.”
At the same moment, she felt the
horrible shrinking; she tried to refuse the imprisonment. To assume the human
shell was terribly hurting, and to be forced into it was unbearable.
Already, the features were showing, the arms and the legs.
At last, she lay on the ground
panting and gasping for breath. At first, it burned her lungs and she
felt the usual strong headache. She could not stand up yet but managed to
turn on her side, watching her trembling arm and fingers grasping and loosening
as if acknowledging their recent appearance. The intense luminosity
blinded her for a moment. She finally was able to roll again and helped
herself up with the aid of her new members. Long dark blue hair fell on
each side of her hips.
Her nakedness was not bothering
her in the least, as she stared at the Father. The pitch- black clouds
were wavering all around. She knew far too well that it was only a tiny
part of him. Like many elemental beings, their bodies were considered
infinite.
“You
look perfect for this disgusting human. He should enjoy himself very
much.”
No emotions touched her features
as she dared reply to this monstrosity.
“I doubt that you will achieve
your goal with that one. Deeds like those are far below his moral.”
“Don’t worry my dear, there is
always a way to bind one’s mind.”
There was nothing to reply to
this.
“You will put on your Mother’s
dress; it looked so pretty on her. Remember? Well, that is if you can
attribute any beauty to a filthy human.”
The cruelty behind his words made
her wish for his ultimate destruction, but she knew better than to give him the
satisfaction of feeling this anger. Instead she lifted her shoulders in an
uncaring fashion.
“What is it, love? You
won’t let me hear the distortion of your new voice? Ah! No worries, you will
make use of it soon enough. I should delight myself with your arousing
scream as always.”
Her new body betrayed her, as the
throat went dry and made her choke loudly, quickly regretting this lack of
control. She hated him, what he represented, what he did to all of those she
cared for. After seeing her Mother ensnared in his web of clouds, seeing
as he prolonged torturing her by sucking out her life force ever so slowly,
tearing off her flesh limb by limb
She had wanted to kill him, to
destroy every bit of this monster, this beast. Her Mother had look directly in
the pure pool of water below her until the very last moment making sure to keep
the bond shut, focused on not hurting her dearest sons and daughters. She
had been the most caring being as far as Dunia was
concerned.
“DON’T SHUT YOUR MIND FROM
ME.”
At that moment, Jua’s thoughts filled her mind. “Dunia,
your insolent friend has arrived.”
Making sure to shut her mind
firmly from her Father, she gave a rushed order to the boy.
“Jua,
listen to me carefully. Shut your mind, Jua, do not let him hear
you. Do not let him find you. Go and hide now, I won’t take ‘no’
for an answer.” The panic in the boy’s mind flooded hers easily. “What
is wrong, Dunia? Dunia? Dunia,
answer me!”
She had cut the bond.
She turned and fixed her eyes on
the garments lying on the floor. As if he needed to push on the blasphemy.
"Don't worry, love; this is
just a copy or her clothes, so you won't have to worry if they get a little bit
...stained." He left her
at that, and went to greet the foreigner.
*****
A heartbeat,
followed by a rush of urgency.
Snape
wondered if something was wrong. He had again ended up in this dimension,
having refused to take the dreamless draught. However, all his senses were now
warning him of an imminent danger. He closed his fists, angry to have
made the wrong decision. That was when he heard a huge door slam hard, and he
turned towards the sound.
That door had not been there a
moment ago; that he was sure. It was not surprising him anymore, as the
surroundings kept changing depending on the situation. What he could not
understand, though, was the origin of this smoke that was floating all around
him, as if alive.
“Welcome.” Said
a strong and commanding voice.
“We haven’t been introduced
yet. You have to forgive the bad manners of my daughter; not that I have
not tried to teach her good behavior countless
times. Unfortunately, when you are born untalented, there is not much
probability to change, no matter how hard you try. Tell me, do you have a
daughter, human?"
Severus
tried to figure out what was going on. It seemed like the voice was coming from
every corner of the room. Having gotten a hint about his host, he thought
that the clouds might be the interlocutor. Somehow, this presence
disturbed him. He decided to go along for now, but put his guard on a higher
level.
“God forbid, I would not be doing
such a foolish thing.”
“Oooh!” His exclamation sounded very snotty. “Do you
not care for the survival of your species?”
“I leave that to more willing
individuals.”
"Having children is probably
the most beautiful and entertaining thing that can be.
But enough of this idle
chit-chat. I can feel your impatience to see her. Dunia!
Come at once."
A tall and slender young woman
appeared. A flash of confusion passed on Severus
face. This woman could not be the little kid he assumed she was.
Her robe was made from delicate and transparent silk. It was still
covering her entire body, but it did not leave much for imagination.
Her graceful stance was quite a
sight, and when she turned, Snape’s breath held for a
moment. Those eyes… Lord, one could get lost in their depth
forever. They were pale blue mixed with shades of green, and they seemed
to glitter just like the surface of the sea illuminated by the rays of the sun.
She was magnificent. Nevertheless, something was missing, for she was not
smiling at all. Her full lips were shut in a neutral expression.
"Yes, you are right; the
perfect image of her Mother, graceful and yet stern. No worries: you will soon
see beyond that pure innocence, I can assure you. Isn't it true,
love?"
Dunia
remained silent, only waiting for the next command.
"Today is a special
treat. I don't think that you have seen the extent of her power just
yet? Of course, being trapped in a miserable shape like that one will not
allow her to show off completely, but it should bring something interesting
nonetheless."
The room changed in a blink of an
eye. The guest found himself on what looked like an immense arena.
As light was beginning to fill the place, he could figure out the purpose of
the many stores filled with rows of chairs that were occupied by many other
guests, which were all humans. The clouds were circling all around the room as
if taking complete control of the scene.
In the middle, there was a huge
cage, big enough to imprison hundreds of people. There was also no way
out of it, since the bars went all the way up to the ceiling. Dunia was standing in it, still wearing the same uncaring
expression, the beauty of a doll.
"Please, do have a seat” At
those words, Snape’s knees were being pushed and a
chair welcomed his fall.
"Let
the show...begin."
The door of the cage opened to
let in around fifty men. A voice resonated all around the arena,
explaining the rules.
"The goal is to try and win this beautiful prize.
You can use any means in your possession, death being the limit. Of
course, you don't want her dead until you can get the chance to entertain
yourself.” There was a voluntary pause to let the news sink in followed
by whistles and laughter coming from the crowd. “Enjoy yourselves,
gentlemen."
The men in the cage were
literally drooling, some showing nasty grins, others already clasping their
hands in victory. One man could not wait any longer and ran towards the
victim. She was not moving yet, waiting...waiting...and then it began,
for real.
In a swift movement, she sent her
foot right at the man's nose, pushing him straight into the bars, knocking him
out in the process. When the other men saw that he was not getting up,
they started looking uneasy.
One big stud let out
sarcastically. "So, you are playing hard to get" and rushed forward
like his predecessor. This time, she jumped and grabbed his face
deepening her fingers until she broke through his skin. Blood splattered
on her robe, but she remained expressionless. The crowd was getting
excited and so were the ones in the cage.
As if on a common agreement, they
all went for the dig and Dunia danced.
There were noises of broken
bones, screams of pain and plea. She was fighting for her survival, but
ever so gracefully. She would kick and grab, throw and smash. The
ground soon became red with both their blood and hers. It did not change
anything in her features, at least for now. She seemed to kill without
remorse and she went on. The more it splattered, the more the roar of enjoyment
from those who were not trap with her. One man got blinded, as her
fingers sank into his eyeballs and she sent a deadly kick behind the back of
another’s neck at the same time. It left her with two brutes, who were quickly dispatched by two vicious strikes.
The cage was cleaned out of the
dead and more came in, and more... Slowly, Snape
could point out the signs of her tiredness, but the fight did not stop just
yet. It was hard to tell how long it lasted or how many she killed before
falling on her knees, head bent, mouth gasping for air, blood dripping from all
over her body. The door opened again, and it that was when it
happened.
Ever so slowly, she licked her
lips and stood on trembling knees, her fists firm by her sides. This time, she
was the one who ran to them. Ripping and hitting, letting her warrior cry
out, she went on and on, not giving time for anyone to react, she killed,
tortured, destroyed.
"Won't my guest of honor try her out? Soon she should be ready for the
likes of you I have no doubt. Ah! Yes! I see, let her lose all her
strength before going in right?" The ‘thing’ let out a maniac laugh, but
did not add any comments.
Dunia
was now on her back, eyes closed, her body filled with shivers from time to
time. Soon she would reach her limit, and she was trapped in this shell,
she could not take anymore, but there was no way for her to stop. She
would not let him win. Mother...forgive me.
Again the door opened and as the
newcomers made their way to her, certain that it was now time for the winning
strike. Dunia used the balance of her body, which
brought her back on her feet. That swift move made some back away.
Her half-dead body moved between them as if controlled by some unknown raging
spirit. She turned once and found herself facing Snape,
what he saw in those eyes made him grab the arms of the chair fiercely enough
to damage it. The sight was beyond sickening, and all he was staring in
were two pitch-black holes, no more light, no more life, no more...
"I will go."
"Say that again? You think
you're ready for her now?"
Snape’s
voice was threatening as he spoke the next words. "Don't make me repeat
myself"
"As you wish, you are after
all, our Guest of Honor."
The door opened to let out those
that were still alive as well as the corpses.
"She's all yours."
He climbed down the long stairs,
keeping his eyes fixed on the broken girl in the cage. She, on the other
hand, was trying to grasp the bars, her back to him. The blood made
it impossible for her to use them as a stand pole, and she fell again for the
pleasure of everyone.
When she heard the click of the
metallic door, she finally feared for her life. This is the end, Mother...I
can't...I'm not strong enough... Then it resonated inside her, the
heartbeat. She turned her head with all the will that was left and saw
him. He was standing still, watching her, probably judging when and where
to strike. Lord no...Not him, not now, not ever...
He walked carefully towards
her. It did not matter how hard she tried, she could not move. She
had given her Father the satisfaction of merciless killing, and he would now
reach his goal as she was crushed down. She knew that her Father would
not let her die so easily though…He would be the last.
What choice did she have, she had
to fight, to protect those she cared for, to protect herself...to protect...
He was now kneeling next to her,
and to everyone’s disbelief, he softly grabbed her head and let it rest in his
lap. A tension was growing amongst the crowds.
"Take her now! Make this
bitch suffer! What are you waiting for? Coward!" followed by a huge roar
that filled the entire arena.
Snape
ignored the screams and simply kept on stroking her stained hair, unable to say
or do anything more. He was himself,
lost in the whirlpool of memories from his childhood.
"Fool! She is only
buying her time. She will destroy you in your ultimate moment of
weakness." The crowd was getting ever so eager.
The clouds were getting thicker
and darker. As if it was the cue, she had been waiting for she reached for Snape's throat. To everyone's bewilderment, he did
not move at all.
Her grasp was not strong anymore;
even though she was putting all her will to finish him off, to spare him from
the dirty deeds at hand...she could not win this time. Her arm fell
lifelessly. He made her stand up, holding her firmly all the time, and he
put his own back on the bars in order to support both of their weight.
"I don't need your help, but
this time, you need mine."
The
spell was broken and to Severus's sincere relief, the
light came back in her eyes. He leaned forward and hugged her
gently. He took this one chance and concentrated all his will to heal her
mind, to give her strength. At that moment, he felt a familiar tug, which
told him that soon he would wake and soon he would be gone. He had to
tell her something more before leaving, something that will help her go on...
"Be strong."
And he disappeared.
******
He opened his eyes and
immediately recognized his chamber. In a slow movement, he sat up,
somehow feeling at peace. For what had seemed ages, he was the prey of these
emotions, as a single tear hang on the corner of his higher lips. He did not
wipe it away, forgiving himself for this weakness. After all, he was
alone.
End of Chapter 3 /
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