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The Darkness unfolds

Started by Kiara Johnson, June 4, 2004, 08:28:27 AM

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Kiara Johnson

(OK, this is the latest in RP stories, I hope you like)




INTRO




Kiara fell to her knees as she looked into the eyes of her father.  His red lights going out, fading with every breath, the blood running from his slightly parted lips as if he wanted to say something but not more than a stream of crimson fluid came gushing out of his mouth instead.

"I told you to leave me alone father, I warned you to stay away from my children.  You didn't listen.."  Kiara's words came painfully out of her lips.  Her own blood seeping from the wound in her side and the cut over her eye and, the sword sticking out of her chest.  It had been a long battle, Kiara took her own wounds, one, the sword f Darkness, still nestled in her chest.  

Voldem0rt had made a fatal mistake when he tried to put her son between them.  This, was his demise.  His cowards way of standing behind the innocent, had cost him his life with no possibility of revival.  Kiara had made sure of that.

Voldem0rt had gotten in one last thrust of his mighty sword, plunging it into her chest with a deadly blow just before he fell.  Now, Kiara knelt beside her dying father, the light in her own emerald eyes beginning to fade.  She refused to give in however, until she knew, for a fact, her father was dead.

As she stared into his eyes, she could hear the pounding steps of her friends and family rushing toward the room. Her second youngest son, now 18 years of age stood, his eyes fixed on his dying mother and grandfather.  He couldn't move, the spell put on him by Voldem0rt still held it's power over him, there was nothing he could do to help his mother.  A tear of sadness ran down his cheek, if she died, she died because he lived.  IF he hadn't been so weak in the first place, she would never even had been here.  These things ran through his head and almost consumed him in grief.  His mind wandered back to how this all started in the first place, his memories f both a great childhood and his rough school years at Hogwarts.  Then to his finding out who his mother really was and his fall to the dark side of power.


Evil_To_The_Max


A ella le gusta la gasolina (dame mas gasolina)
Como le encanta la gasolina (dame mas gasolina)

Kiara Johnson

CHAPTER 1




Max, Kiara and himself walked the isle of platform 93/4.  It was his first time leaving for school.  He walked next to his dad and his mom walked ahead of them and was now talking to some one hw didn't know.

"Have a good time at school hun."  his mom leaned down and kissed his cheek.

"I will mom, I promise."  JR replied.

Max, his father and whom he was named after looked own at him with those exact same ice-blue eye that he possessed, and smiled.

"Your going to be fine.  Have fun but not too much."  His father laughed as did he.  Kiara did not.  She gave Max a look that told him to be good and Jr was off, the train taking him to school and what his mother had told him, the safety f Dumbledore.

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry was quite possibly the greatest place JR had ever seen in his life.  The trip across the lake to the castle, as was tradition for the first years, was cool.  He remembered.

In all his eleven years of life, he had never been so excited as he was when he first saw the giant squid glide across the surface of the lake as if it was greeting the first year students in it's own way.  JR, knew it was greeting them because for some odd reason, he found that he could understand the moaning sounds the creature made.  That, was also new to him.  He suddenly felt very different, knowing that like his mom, he could understand at least one creature that was not human,  This marked the beginning of his language tour.  He would find that also like his mother, he could talk to any living thing he took the time to listen to.

None of that mattered at this moment now though, his mind raced again and now he saw himself standing over a fellow student, the kid was about his own age...if he remembered correctly, that would have been 15, his fifth year at Hogwarts.  The kid's last name was Malfoy. Lucius D Malfoy the Second, to be exact.  He had blonde hair and steel-gray eyes and as JR looked down at him, he also had blood trickling out of his mouth where JR had punched him.

He also remembered the conversation leading up to that punch.

"Hey Johnson!  You know your mother is the Devil's future wife right?"

"Piss OFF Malfoy, you lying sack of  Dragon dung!"

"Oh, so your parents never told you of the pact that your grandfather made with the Devil then?  I am so sorry to have to be the one to break the news to you.  But, you mother isn't what she seems to be you know.  She's just as bad as her old man..."

That's when he hit him.  JR knew that his grandfather on his mom's side was Voldem0rt but he also knew that his mom would never be what Lucius was suggesting.  This, was the start of his anger towards his mom.  This, was what started his secret dwellings in the dark arts.  It started out so innocent, he was just trying to understand what it was that held his mom for so many years in the middle of good and evil.  He knew there were times she'd slipped to the darker side of her powers but he had to find out why.  What was it that was so overwhelming on the other side of  light wizardry.  Why, had all the teachers been so afraid of opening the books that suggested evil doing?  HE would find out.

Ginny Weasly

awsome Kiara, I really really love this one. Keep it up!
My motivation
An oath I've sworn to defend


My dedication
To all that I've sworn to protect
I carry out my orders
With not a regret

Evil_To_The_Max


A ella le gusta la gasolina (dame mas gasolina)
Como le encanta la gasolina (dame mas gasolina)

Kiara Johnson

The days passed slowly and JR continued his studies, late into the night, avoiding his friends, seeking dark corridors or deserted class rooms for his studies when, one night, Halloween, the be exact, his birthday, his 16th Birthday, he heard a noise, it didn't come from the room he was in but instead, it echoed in his mind.  Like some one had just spoke to him but he couldn't understand the words.  

JR stood then, closed the book he was reading and walked from the room, looking for the source of the "noise".  He wandered the castle halls and ended up standing at the foot of the stairs leading up to the WEST tower.  A sudden calm came over him and he began to climb those stairs, step by step, each time he advanced closer to the door at the top, he became more and more zombie like, less human.  At the top of the steps he opened the door and turned to the right. A door appeared, he walked to it and he opened it.  The door gave no resistance, it opened and showed him it's golden interior.  JR stepped through and the black door slammed shut behind him.

Evil_To_The_Max

excellent.keep going,after we've rped a bit.

A ella le gusta la gasolina (dame mas gasolina)
Como le encanta la gasolina (dame mas gasolina)

Kiara Johnson

Chapter 2





JR's 6th year at Hogwarts, he sits at the Slytherin table playing with his food, he remembers the words his grandfather spoke to him last year in the strange room of gold.

"You mother will be the one to destroy your life boy.  She holds you back, she doesn't let you look at those books she possesses, does she?  Come, study under me and I'll show you all that you need to know about life.  You can learn all the things not taught in this school and, you can be with your grandfather.  Come through the rift, in front of you Max, come through and meet the person your mother tries to hide."

His voice echoed in JR's mind, hypnotic, there was really no resisting so, he had gone through the dark rift in the room and he did meet his grandfather.  Everything he told him, everything he promised, he gave.  Voldem0rt had won JR over, or, at least he controlled him, the way he had always wanted to control Kiara and this, was the beginning of the end for the Johnson boy.  He was now branded a death eater, although, Kiara and Max would not find out.

JR remembered how he had been told of The Shadow and how Kiara almost lost to her, how Kiara tried over and over again to kill Voldem0rt.  Each time Voldem0rt told a new story, JR became more and more hateful of his parents and less and less the boy he should have been.  The evil was planted and it grew strong.  Jr now remembered that summer, just before his return to Hogwarts, his final year.

There was a huge fight and Kiara had stormed off.  JR could see how angry his mother had become and he smiled at her anger.  He couldn't help it.  He noticed the way her eyes flashed from a brilliant green to the red of her fathers, his grandfather, and how the air about her always seemed to spark with electricity when she was angry.  He also knew that he was glad to actually be her son, she was indeed frightening to stand up to.  He had finally told her that he would not be taking a job at the Ministry and that what he did with his life was none of her business, she should mind her own life and stay out of his.  He only had the power to say all those things, he knew now, because his father was gone on a mission for the Ministry and because, Voldem0rts hold on him made him say or do things he often would not have ever done on is own.

He figured that day, she had suspected he was talking with his grandfather.  He felt this because of her final words to him before she stormed off, out of the room.  It wasn't just her words but how she turned her back on him and almost purred when she spoke.  Even in his controlled state, he shivered at the iciness that came out of her.  He believed now that her words htat day were the beginning of his escape from the hold his grandfather had over him and the reason they were here now, the reason he looked down at his mother, dying because of him.

Your father and I love you more than life it's self and unless you are willing to kill me, I will never let you take the course to destruction I am sure you are on now.  He's not your friend, no matter what he tells you, Max.  He's your greatest enemy and he'll kill you just to see you die.  

Your Uncle Sebastian would even tell you, Voldem0rt killed 50 infants before he was born, his own blood, just because they didn't have the power to become what Sebastian is today.

Mark my words Max, I know what you're playing at and I will not stand idely by and watch you destroy yourself.  I'll stop you, I'll stop Voldem0rt.
 

JR, stood frozen for a moment, then, as if Voldem0rt could hear the words of Kiara himself, the hold became stronger, just as JR's resolve faded.

"Mom, it's not all about you, it's all about me and how I want to live my own life.  No matter what I choose to do, you will not stop me....Voldem0rt is the right one here, not you."  He had whispered to no one, Kiara was already gone.


Evil_To_The_Max


A ella le gusta la gasolina (dame mas gasolina)
Como le encanta la gasolina (dame mas gasolina)

Kiara Johnson

That was the first time he felt the stinging on his arm, he felt the call of his master and he left to join him and his fellow Death Eaters.  

He remembered the meeting that night.  He personally killed an innocent Muggle, just to please his master.  Voldem0rt was no longer his grandfather.  JR was now a servant of evil, and the one that was the key to bringing down Voldem0rts worst and most powerful enemy, his daughter and JR's mother.  That was the night he had been told of his duty.  JR was to kill his mother, utterly destroy her at any cost, be sure that she could not come back again.  Jr knew what that meant, he knew that to destroy his mother in that way, his eternal mother, the one who watches and the one who can't die, was to unmake her.  In doing this however, JR would too, disappear, in fact, so would his brothers and sisters, only his father would remain to tell the stories of Kiara and the rest of the family but, JR figured that even his father would eventually give up and die soon after and, he didn't care.

When JR returned home that evening, his father was sitting at the dinner table, waiting for him.  The look on his face was less than jovial and JR knew another argument was to take place. His mother had called His father home.

"Rotten witch."  JR thought to himself.

"Do you really think she's that bad Jr?  She only wants you to have a good life to live in a world with out the dark rule of your grandfather."

Jr felt calm, he smiled

"Father, I truly am sorry.  I went for a walk and thought it through.  She's right, I do need to rethink my life.  I'll go talk to her."  JR lied.

"She's gone, I don't know where she went but, she's gone.  I'm sure she'll be back soon enough.  Do you want to talk about it?"

"There's nothing to say.  I screwed up.  I'm sorry and when I see her, I'll let her know.  Am I excused?"

Max, his father, sat there looking at JR, his expression was quite unreadable but JR got the feeling his father didn't believe a word of what he said then finally, Max let him go.  Jr went to his room and shut the door.  He didn't sleep that night however.  Instead, he sat up in his bed, searching for his mother.  If he could find her, with out his father being about, he could do what he needed to.

Evil_To_The_Max

keep going!wow,You always have me on the edge of my seat....

A ella le gusta la gasolina (dame mas gasolina)
Como le encanta la gasolina (dame mas gasolina)

Ginny Weasly

Oh, oh I love this one! It's awsome. How come Max didn't hit him? lol. Sorry, I had to ask that. Keep going Kiara, it rocks, i really really like this one!!
My motivation
An oath I've sworn to defend


My dedication
To all that I've sworn to protect
I carry out my orders
With not a regret

Kiara Johnson

Max didn't hit him because he is his son. Silly.  I will post more tonight perhaps.  thanks ppl.  :-*

Kiara Johnson

Chapter 3




As the sounds of the footsteps came closer and Kiara looked into her father's fading eyes, she too remembered a few things leading to this day.  The one standing out the most was when Dustin, her youngest son, came to the past to warn her of what was to happen.  Kiara had prepared for this day since.  This, her kneeling next to her father, dying along with him, was better than what she knew the end could have been had not Dustin decided to go against what Albus Dumbledore had told him to do.  Had Dustin never showed up at his home of the past, Kiara would not have known that Max JR.  was going to go against her and Max.  She would not have known that JR planned to unmake her so that she could never come back again.  She owed this moment to a very strong and desperate son.

She also knew that this was the time she needed to make a choice.  She could remain dead forever or she could pull the Sword of Darkness from her chest, die and once again, come back to live the rest of eternity as the watcher of the people.  Osiris, the Lord of the Dead, had given her the choice.  Now, with the light drifting away and the sounds of the world sipping from her ears, she had to decide.

But for now, she remembered.  She remembered her brother, the first time they found each other, how they almost kissed.  A smile spread across her dying features as she remembered.  Could she leave him behind, could she leave Harry alone, with out family again, with only Sebastian, their half brother as his Family?

Yes, she could leave him.  He was stable enough to go on with out her, she knew that.

She remembered the first time she met Max.  He didn't know her form a hole in the ground but still, he stood up for her.  He did showed her so many amazing things that night.  Things that sure, she would have eventually seen later in the school year but, he some how knew, just what she needed.

Another smile spread across her features as she recalled the look on his face when she handed him that Silver Phoenix.  

How would he handle loosing her.  She knew he'd be lost.  However, she also knew he'd be strong enough.

She recalled their conversation about it.

"It's all about what Evan told you, isn't it?"  Max had said.

The look on his face was enough to make her cry.  She wanted more than anything in the world to keep that look off his face. Even now that she had come to this point she knew, he'd be ok if she left him.  They'd meet again but still.  She was being selfish.  So what if more than anything else in the entire universe, she, Kiara wanted to soar amongst the starts, unburdened by the problems of the world.  So what if that is what she dreamt about all her life.  Max, Max was her life.  She knew that now and she didn't want to sore amongst those stars with out him.

Kiara looked down at the hilt of the swords, the only part visible to her from the front.  She grasped the hilt with both hands, deciding finally, she couldn't leave Max however, her strength was gone now, bled out of her by her wounds.  Kiara could not save herself this time.  She was going to be gone forever, there was nothing she could do.

Evil_To_The_Max

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!NOOOO!!!!!and yet I still want to hear more,keep going.

A ella le gusta la gasolina (dame mas gasolina)
Como le encanta la gasolina (dame mas gasolina)