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ASP: Lord of Death	By : Vivianna-Moonshadow Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Albus Severus/Scorpius Views: 6353 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter Nine- The Other Guy

   It had been about five months since Albus had been kidnapped. He had all but given up hope of being found and had accepted that this was now his life. Things had been both better and worse while he was there somehow. His treatment while outside of training had improved; he even had a real bed now. His training, however, had yielded unexpected results. For instance, right now Al’s body was chained up, hanging from the ceiling again, but his mind was elsewhere. He was sitting in a dark place huddled into a ball trying to ignore the voice in the shadows telling how delicious the pain was and how he should enjoy it.
   “Why don’t you shut up?” he whispered, he had learned that shouting was not good, The Voice didn’t listen, no matter how loud he yelled.
   “But you know you like it, deep down, here in the dark. I see how much you want it. Stop hiding in here from it. Let’s go out and play with the Wolf.” The Voice whispered right back at him.
   “No, I don’t want to, it hurts. You go.” Al sighed, he din’t want to go back to the small room full of pain. It was much nicer here. In this place, it was warm and safe.
   “Fine, if you want to hide here like a coward then you do that. Gregory and I have more fun without you. You are too scared of liking the pain to try it, but I already love it. The sting of the whip, the slice of the Cilice, the collar around our neck. Makes me hard thinking about it, and it would for you too, if you would let it. Goodbye, my Sweet Timid Self, I’ll see you when we are done.” And with that, he was gone and the silence that followed was beyond comforting.
   And then Albus was alone, just the way he liked it. The Other Guy wouldn’t be back for a while; he had probably worn himself out. Often when the pain got to be too much for Al, he would come to this secret place and hide and then the voice would come and take Al’s place and do whatever Gregory wanted for a while. When they both got bored of their play, the Voice would come back and Al would go take back over. Al knew that he was really just in his own mind, but it made it feel better to think that he was somewhere far away.
   When Al took back over this time, he was back in his little bed in his tiny room. He was hot and sweaty and his back ached badly from the lashes, but he could feel that they had been covered in their usual salve to ease the pain and speed the healing.
   He sat up and gasped as he felt his butt hurt as well, ‘So, they did that again. Great.’ He Thought as he softly sat back on his knees.
   It was dark out now and that brought him some comfort. At night, Svelen came to visit. He had been coming consistently for the past month and a half, and they mostly talked about what was going on in the world outside of the small shack. Svelen couldn’t tell him much, but he did know that his parents were still looking for him and that they had adopted a puppy that they had found the night Al was taken.
   As the night waned on Al was beginning to think that he wasn’t coming, but around what Albus assumed was 3am, Svelen appeared in the corner chair in a flash.
   “How do you fare, My Lord?” he asked, true concern in his deep voice.
   “In pain. I was in the dark place for a long time today. The Other Guy was out here with Gregory.” Svelen was the only person Al told about the voice. Gregory knew when Al changed, but Albus refused to talk to him about it further. Svelen felt safe and he listened when Al talked.
   “I’m sorry that you are in pain, I can smell that you have your salve on, there is little that I can do to help you further. This saddens me.” He looked down at the floor helplessly.
   “It’s fine, I’m getting use to it. Waking up in pain, that is.” Al shrugged and regretted it. a shot of pain slid down his spine.
   He really was getting use to the pain, it didn’t hurt nearly as much as it used to after the lashes. He had developed scars on his back and legs from the whip and Cilice. Gregory had also fashioned him in a tight collar for a few months. He could barely breath or swallow the first few days but after a week he had grown accustomed to it; now he had a ring around his neck where it used to lie.
   Svelen sighed, “I have exhausted every other option. Your parents are on the right track, but if they do not hurry I fear that you will become lost in your own mind.” He looked to Al, his eyes looked so sad. Al wondered why he always looked like he was going to cry.
   “I’m not going to go mad Svelen, I promise.” Al didn’t want to tell him that he was starting to lose control of when the other guy took over. There where instances where Al wasn’t aware it had happened; he would just blink and then be somewhere else and not know how he got there, only to hear the cackling laugh of the other guy in the back of his mind.
   “I have an option for you, young Master. It is not ideal in anyway, nor legal, but I fear we may be out of alternatives. If you are willing to accept it, it comes with many detriments, but it could be our best chance of getting you out of here.” Svelen continued to stare deep int Al’s eyes.
   Al was on the edge of the bed, any chance to get out of this place seemed like a dream at this point. He had tried before a few times, here and there to make an escape, every time had failed miserably. Even the times that Svelen and his mysterious Master had not succeeded in their previous attempts to discreetly free him, they had not been discovered as the ones helping him, thank God. Al would not be able to take this place without Svelen.
   “What is it? What haven’t we tried?” Al was now skeptical of any new plan. ‘This is just my life now’ He thought to himself
   “I am thinking that turning you might be our only option: making you a vampire. It is against Magical Law to turn one as young as you, but I think that given the situation, we may be forgiven if it saves you from this place.” He was now looking at the floor again.
   Albus simply sat there on the bed, he wasn’t fully sure what it would mean to be a vampire. His parents had told him and his siblings ghost stories about them when he was young, but he still knew little about them.
   “So what would happen? What detriments would there be?”
   “Well, for one, you would not age anymore. You would be forever as you are now.” Al considered this for a moment, that would weigh heavily on his mind. “Of course you will not be able to go out in the sun anymore.” That was a obvious to Al. “You might not be able to go to Hogwarts, I do not know their policies regarding having vampire students.” That was a shock to Al. He had always wanted to go to Hogwarts and do the things his dad and uncles had talked about, but he also knew that if he stayed here any longer he would die or worse.
   “Ok, lets do it. It’s that or die in here or be tortured forever. How do we do this?” Svelen looked as shocked as Al felt. It was obvious that he didn’t expect Albus to say yes.
   “I would need to drain you of blood and then share mine with you. Your body will die, but you will live and become more powerful. Once you are turned and in control of yourself, we will run from this place as fast as we can. It would have to be tomorrow night; it is too late to do it now, as this room isn’t made to keep the light out.” Al was hoping it would be tonight. He wanted to leave, but he nodded that he would be patient.
   “I will leave you for now. I will return when I can. It might take a night or two to get things ready.” Svelen stood and moved to the door of the room. “Good bye, dear boy.” And he was gone in a second.
   Al Stood and moved to the small table where his food was set for him durning the day: a glass of water, a rag and his salve were there now. He sat in the chair and removed his pants, then with a great cringe, he removed the Cilice from his left leg. He used the rag and water to painstakingly clean the wounds and then apply the salve. He repeated the process on his right leg and then both arms. It was now ingrained into him that he would have to take care of himself; Gregory hadn’t done it for two months now. Albus took solace in this, it was calming to have something to do with his hands.
   After he had finished with his back, as best he could, and had re-dressed he moved back to the bed, laid on his stomach and tried to get some sleep. Sadly the Voice in his head would not make it easy.
   “It’s not going to work, you know that right? It will all go wrong, but look on the bright side: when Gregory catches you he will punish us even more.” he laughed.
   “Shut up you, it will work. Svelen will turn me and then help me get home, you watch.” Al shut his eyes tight and tried to shut out the laughter.
   “Well, I’ll give it to you, being a vampire will be fun. They might let us out to kill people then, if it gets that far and they don’t just kill us.” Al hadn’t thought of that. What would happen if Svelen turned him but they couldn’t escape. Would they use that against him? Make him hurt people? Svelen had told him that he and his master had learned to feed without killing, but he felt that Gregory would not agree with the practice.
   Albus shook his head and tried to rid himself of these thoughts. He couldn’t think like that, this was his best chance of escape. He had to hope.
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