Chapter 8

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It was high in the Himalayas. Silvan fought the snow and the blizzards. He ran up the mountain jumping from cleft to cleft where he could finally he jumped up on an outcropping to rest. He saw there a Zombie, two banshees, a werewolf, 3 ghouls, a mummy, a ghost and a skeleton. They all looked at him. The zombie reacted.

"Silvan! What are you doing here?"

"Regulus, I am here to get the amulet for Gabrielle. She doesn't want Voldemorte to get it. She has betrayed him since he no longer is on our side."

"My heart is much lighter since you have returned to our side, and can now return to your true home." They smiled and embraced. "Come shall we try to get up farther?"

Nick oozed into consciousness and realized he was lying on the floor. He shook his head to see if it would clear at all. It didn't help at all; in fact it made it worse, much much worse. He sat up his head spinning; he wanted to get off this ride. He sat and tried to catch his breath. He did and his head stopped spinning a little. He slowly looked around and saw a hard cold concrete floor. There were bars keeping him in, this reminded him of what Michael used to do. The worst part was that Michael used to be nice; Michael used to be Nick's boyfriend. When Michael slowly became something that Nick feared, Nick had run to Other World. Michael who had become the wicked god had pursued him. Nick had brought pain and could never forgive himself, he deserved what pain Michael had bestowed upon him. Nick could never get over the pain of what Michael had done to him. For the most part he had forgotten. Nick reached his hand up to his neck and felt cold iron, and a carved name. He began to cry, he remembered this collar and they weren't fond memories.

"Nick, I am so glad you are awake." Nick shivered, he knew that voice it was Voldemorte, with an undercurrent of the evil god. "I never got to finish what I started, you know breaking your mind. Besides this time you have information we could use. So, I have an excuse to hurt you." Voldemorte smiled and laughed. He raised his wand and pointed it at Nick.

"Holy Mother, Goddess keep me safe by my power and the power of those people before me, I demand that you..." Voldemorte whispered something and Nick's mouth snapped shut. Nick wanted to scream, he couldn't finish the spell that he had learned in case the evil god ever took over one of his lovers again. Voldemorte grabbed something out of the fire, it was a brand of the dark mark. Nick groaned and stood up, he began to try to run. Voldemorte wanted this to hurt, a lot. He realized to late that there was a chain attached to his collar. It stopped him suddenly and pulled him back to the ground. He landed so hard his head began spinning even more, before he knew what was happening the brand was against his thigh. He screamed.

Harry was full and comfortable, he was in his room lying on his 4 poster bed. He was comfortable and decided to check in with Violetta and Regulus and the questers. He cleared his mind so they couldn't read his mind and let down his walls.

Violetta how are things in Hogsmeade? She answered softly.

Things are fine, but I cannot talk right now. Harry got a sense that it wasn't something that he wanted to intrude upon. So he slipped towards Regulus' mind.

Regulus, how are things. Regulus sounded cheery.

We are almost to the peak, and we are with Silvan. We have also met up with a group of Fae from the Day kingdom so things are going to be good. Harry smiled and decided to check in with Emily at the work and finally tell Taurian that he knew who the day "king" was and he didn't need him to do his job. Then he should see if Nick got lost in the castle.

Emily, how are things? She answered simply

Well. He then stretched his mind

Taurian, I found the day queen she goes to my school. Can you return to Other World? Then he stretched his mind to Nick's, Nick's mind was always the hardest because he was barely a member of Other World.

Nick? Nick's answer was confusing.

Nothing but a pet…. Harry began to panic.

Nick? Nick? Nick? There was no answer. Nick? A feble answer came.

My lord? Harry panicked.

Where are you?

I am with voldemorte, I am dying. Je ne veux pas d;aide. Tell Taurian I love him.

Nick, I can barely hear you, what? There was no reply, Nick had been cut off from communicating… TAURIAN, NICK IS IN TROUBLE, I THINK HE SAID THAT HE WAS WITH VOLDEMORTE AND THEN HE SAID HE LOVES YOU AND SOMETHING I COULDN'T UNDERSTAND. IT WAS SOMETHING LIKE JE NE VUX PAH DAID. Taurian immediately answered.

It couldn't have been something like je ne veux pas d'aid?

Yes that was it

I know what that means. It means he doesn't want help. He is caught and he thinks there is nothing we can do. My lord we must rescue him

No, I forbid it. Let us get the amulet. We can rescue him that way. I don't want you risking your life for him.

Why not?

I thought he was just a food source for you.

That is low, I am going.

No, I am sorry. If you want to go, go help the party on Mount Everest. The sooner you bring it here the sooner we can destroy the evil god!

Fine! Taurian cut the connection so abruptly that it hurt slightly. Harry rubbed his head and rebuilt his defenses and went to sleep.

Nick lay on his side, he knew they wouldn't do anything stupid and try to rescue him. Voldemorte's plan wouldn't work. Nick was in a little ball on a soft rug. He was chained to his master's bedpost. It would be so easy to strangle him. Nick thought, then he made up his mind. He would do it. He jumped up on the bed and straddled Voldemorte. Voldemorte awoke, with an amused expression on his face.

"You want more my pet?" Nick tried to arrange is face into something that resembled an alluring glance.

"Yes, I do." He then moved up on Voldemorte's body, pinning Voldemorte's arms to his chest. Nick then put his hands down around Voldemorte's neck and began squeezing. Voldemorte laughed, he flipped Nick over.

"Now, now my pet you said you wanted more, shall I give you what you want? Or punish you for trying to hurt me?" Nick looked up very afraid. "Idiot, you think I fell for that. How stupid do you think I am." Voldemorte hit him so hard that Nick flipped off the bed. He then pulled out his wand and pointed it at Nick. "Crucio." He lazily flicked his wand and watched Nick thrash around screaming. The big dark mark brand burned into his thigh.