Author: YoukaiTaiji-ya/Pam
Rating: R for blood, violence, horror, and perhaps some sexual content later
Summary: In the battle between Light and Dark, in a life or death struggle, only one of the two can be victorious in the end. When Light and Dark meet, the consequences will be great…
Pairing: Draco Malfoy/Ginny Weasley
Author's Notes: Hehehe, my first ever dark fic. I've written almost every other kind of fanfic except perhaps supernatural so I thought I'd try my hand at dark and horror and stuff. I like to be able to write all kinds of genres. I think I did pretty well for my first shot. This fic will not have much fluff, if any. If any of you have read some of my other stuff, this is totally different from all of that. If you read my other stuff, this is definitely something you wouldn't have expected to come from me. ^.^
Disclaimer: The characters and anything else you recognize belong to J.K. Rowling, as if you didn't already know that.
WARNING: Frankly people, I don't care if you're under seventeen and reading this fic. I just don't care, but know that the R rating is there for a reason so use good judgment. Then again, I could write crappy horror and blood and violence, in which case you'll read it and be like "Pfft, this isn't dark and gruesome and horrific." Anyway, just know that I think it's pretty dark so yeah…
FYI: "…" are just little sayings and quotes I'm inserting. They're all made up by myself.
'…' are characters' thoughts.
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Dark Rising
Prelude to Darkness
"Bond as strong as thy stone-hard willPower insurmountable, indescribable
Connected thou art
In mind and soul though bodies be apart
Matters not reputation nor morals nor ideals
The mission, the goal, denouement above all else
Go forth able body, go forth capable mind
The dawn of the end is nigh…"
Black cloaks swirled around him and one shadowy apparition stepped forward, a knife protruding from his long black sleeve. The apparitions' whispers and hisses echoed in the young man's ears as the knife was pulled sharply across his arm. He winced and drew in a quick intake of breath as the gash from the knife seared. Thick, richly red blood dripped from the cut on his arm and hit the cold stone floor of the damp chamber, where it hissed and sizzled.
The dark specter with the knife held out a vial to catch the blood. Whenever the blood flow seemed to slow, the shadowy figure drew the knife across the young man's arm again, only satisfied when the vial was filled to the brim.
The young man collapsed as his knees gave way, sweating and feeling lightheaded. His face was whiter than its usual pale hue and his vision blurred until all he could see of the specters, the hoods of their cloaks hiding their faces, was a mass of Darkness; dancing shadows.
"Black: the absence of light…""Dark: the absence of light…"
"Light: free of sin; pure…"
At that moment, he was surrounded by Dark, engulfed on all sides by Darkness and he himself was full of Dark. He couldn't escape the Dark now; he was trapped. There was no turning back, whether he wished to or not.
"Light to dispel Dark…"
"Dark to oppress Light…"
The shadow tucked the knife back into the sleeve of its cloak and held a vial to the young man's lips. The man knew the blood in the vial was not his and he was disgusted and repulsed. He didn't have the strength to protest violently as the blood loss had greatly weakened him.
They forced his mouth open, despite his weak objections and he swallowed, choking as he tasted the metallic, bitter taste of blood. It was the blood of Evil and it was almost as if he could taste the sins of the owner in the blood; it wasn't his blood and it was thick as it slid down his throat. On his hands and knees on the cold stone floor, his head bowed towards the ground, he coughed and spluttered and retched, flecks of blood falling from his mouth to stain the ground with red splotches.
The dark apparition standing before him, still holding the now empty vial in his hands, made the young man feel considerably colder. "You are now bonded with the Dark Lord, my son…"
He lifted his arm feebly and saw the blood still sliding down his arm and dripping from his fingers. The shadows swirled around him and he slipped into unconsciousness, falling forward onto the stone floor.
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A/N: Okie dokie, there's the first chapter. Well, it hardly counts as a chapter as it's very short. That's just the prologue. In the next chapter, Ginny comes into the picture. Well anyway, tell me how you all liked it. I'll be adding the first chapter soon.