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Post by Lord Voldemort on Mar 27, 2012 18:58:05 GMT -5
She had contacted him by owl. She needed her things. Voldemort had of course considered telling her that he was keeping everything. Was it not enough that he had let her leave with the skin intact on her frame. But now she wanted to return to take her things and then leave once more. The very though angered him.
He was not one to succumb to simple emotions but he was human in his core. And a man at that. She had been his... In his mind, she was still his. Did he love her? No of course. He was not capable of love. But he could lust. And he did lust for her. Voldemort was torn. She aroused him. He wanted no one at his side. Only behind him. Yet, he liked the feel of her skin against his. He liked the smell of her and the sound of her voice... well most of the time for the last part. There were times when the woman's wining or shouts got under his skin and made his snarl softly. However, the girl had known to leave him in peace during those times.
He stood now at the large bay window in the front room. He glanced out into the night. His manor was surrounded mostly by tall trees but he could see the driveway from here. No one could appariate onto his property so he knew this would be the way she would be arriving. Why had she left? He had not been particularly cruel to her. He had not dotted on her of course but surely she had expected that? Voldemort toyed with the wand in his hand and he sighed. Best to just get this over with. He had more important matters at hand.
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Post by Carmen Erickson on Mar 28, 2012 17:22:13 GMT -5
They had met up in Hogsmead and then appariated to Maddison Manor. Carmen of course knew that they would have to appariate to outside the gates. It was nightfall already and Carmen bit her lower lip as she looked up the driveway to the house. She held Eric's hand tightly in one of her own. The other hand took her wand. Carmen mumbled a low spell and the gates swung open.
Still, she stood there for a moment longer. She was very much afraid. She knew that this was going to be a pleasant visit. She was expecting the worst so that anything less would be a blessing. They could not stand here forever. She started forward slowly.
Before long the large house loomed over them. The manor looked old a frightening. With candles being the primary light source, the windows were dimly lit if not dark completely. When she reached the front porch, Carmen mounted the stairs and then opened the door and stepped inside. Once the door was shut, the hallway was only lit by the candles in the chandeliers hanging from the ceiling.
She heard footsteps and then The Dark Lord joined them. Carmen looked up at the man slowly. "Good evening, My Lord." Carmen said softly. Such a large man. He was taller than both of them and wide enough to seem to take up most of the doorway he stood in.
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Post by Eric Draven on Mar 28, 2012 19:34:24 GMT -5
Eric met up with Carmen at Hogsmeade and of course was excited to see her and to be with her even though they were on their way to see Voldamort. Eric could see how nervous she was, and as soon as he saw her he grabbed her and held her in his. "It's going to be ok Carmen..I'm here with you" he said to her with a smile. He had to be strong as he was quite nervous himself.
Her face looked terrible as the cut and bruising had set in and was quite a black and blue in colour along with somee puffiness. "There is no way he won't notice" he thought to himself. Due to the fact of him just finding out that she was dating Voldamort and they still technically were, this was going to be very difficult as he was the one to destroy her face. Eric knew that he would probably die for this, but again he needed to remain calm...at least for Carmen.
"Are you ready?" he asked, and then in a flash they were standing outside the gate at Voldamort's house. He watched as Carmen flung the gate open with her wand and he followed her wherever she went. He would stand close to her just incase the dark lord pulled a fast one because they both knew he woul not be happy
It was dark and dim inside and it was quite chilling. He and Carmen then heard footsteps comming towards them. "This is it...he's going to kill us" Eric thought to himself in silence. He then seen Voldamort comming towards them. Carmen bid him good evening and Eric followed soon after.
"Good evening my Lord" he said to him has he bowed down and kissed his hand. He then stood up and then backed away and folded his hands infront of himself, as he looked at Carmen and then back at Voldamort with a bit of a gulp.
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Post by Lord Voldemort on Mar 31, 2012 19:51:13 GMT -5
He had watched them approach. Voldemort's eyes took in the locked hands. A low growl left him. Moments later, he heard the door open and Voldemort moved across the room towards the hallway. He liked the way she looked at him. Her eyes were fearful and her tone low. She was afraid of him and had every reason to be.
He did not reply to her greeting and when Eric moved forward and touched him, Voldemort had to strongly restrain. "Gather your things and be quick about it." He told Carmen as he watched Eric. "I don't have the time to waste..." He had looked at her now and in the dimness, he could see the shadows on her neck and the healing cut under her eye. He looked at her silently for a long moment and then stepped across the hallway towards her.
It was a simple curiosity that made him ask "Whats happened to you?" The curiosity was a weakness but he was human at least his core was. It was very brief but he caught it. The Dark Lord watched as Carmen's eyes ticked towards Eric. That was all that he needed. "You dared to put your hands on her?" Voldemort growled now. His eyes were on Eric and Voldemort's hand moved as if on its own and took Carmen's jaw in a tight grip. His long nails sharp against her skin.
Nagini appeared from a doorway down the hall at the hint of its masters anger. The large snake began to make its way down the hallway towards the three people. Voldemort was full of mixed thoughts and emotions. She had left him and clearly turned to Eric. A common man, nothing more than a minion, a follower. She deserved and pain she received. But at the same time, Carmen was his. This...dog had dared to touch something that belonged to The Dark Lord. Carmen was his property.
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Post by Carmen Erickson on Mar 31, 2012 20:55:55 GMT -5
"Gather your things and be quick about it." He ordered her and Carmen nodded slightly. He continued talking as Carmen stepped forward to move towards the staircase. When Voldemort stepped towards her, Carmen froze where she was. "Whats happened to you?" He asked her now as Carmen looked down at the floor. She could feel the blush starting in her throat and then moving up to her face. She glanced at Eric now. Carmen did not want to get him in trouble. It could get him killed. She realized almost instantly that the look had given Eric away. She looked away quickly but it proved to be too late. "You dared to put your hands on her?" Carmen looked up at the dark lord and she shook her head. She was going to deny it when suddenly he had a hols of her face. Voldemort's skin, as she already knew, was cold and dry. His mails dug into her skin. She did not dare to speak now as he stood there. She felt the warm flesh of the snake as it slithered over her feet. The animal moved around her and Voldemort. It curled around them as if holding them to each other. When it was finished, Nagini rested its head and stared at Eric. The snakes body constricted and Carmen was forced closer to the man. Wearing: www.polyvore.com/cgi/app
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Post by Eric Draven on Apr 19, 2012 21:01:08 GMT -5
Eric was very nervous, even though he had promised Carmen he would be by her side so she could get her things. Despite what had happened he did owe it to her regardless, even if this meeting would mean his death.
As Eric watched Voldermort approaching them, he couldn't stand the sight of the man and the thought of her being with him did cross his mind, but he shook it off rather quickly as he did terrify him a bit, he is the dark lord after all.
He listened and stood there as she asked for her things, and it turned out to be quite easy...a little too easy. He watched as she started to walk passed him and towards where her things were, as he than noticed the bruising on her neck...how couldn't he? they were quite noticable.
"Whats happened to you?...You dared to put your hands on her?"He heard the dark lord speak to him. He looked at Carmen and seen how frightened she was, so he took the matters into his own hands. He saw his grip around her throat, but knew he had to keep himself together. He then saw his snake slither his way around the dark lord and Carmen...then and there he knew he was in trouble.
He slowly kneeled down to the ground and raised his hand to the dark lord and bowed to him. "My Lord, I know how this must look but I am here as a friend..a fellow deatheater that does your bidding when you ask..I did not strike her" he said to him with a gulp in his throat.
He was hoping that he was going to buy that statement of his, but he really did know better then to try and fool the dark lord. He looked at Carmen and then the snake, and watched as it got tighter and tighter around the two of them.
"Please my lord" Eric asked hiim as he bowed his head. "We mean no harm no'r threat, she just wants to get her things and leave...please let her go" he asked him as he started to stand slowy to full height.
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Post by Lord Voldemort on Apr 22, 2012 9:51:18 GMT -5
He watched as the male knelt knelt and Tom had the most persistent urge to kick the werewolf directly in the face. He would have too if not for the being around his legs. Voldemort did growl deep in his chest however. He took his wand into his hand. "My Lord, I know how this must look but I am here as a friend..a fellow deatheater that does your bidding when you ask..I did not strike her"
Tom tilted his head slightly and glanced back at Carmen. "Please my lord" The Deatheater continued. "We mean no harm no'r threat, she just wants to get her things and leave...please let her go" As the man stood again. Tom wand came up and was suddenly point directly at the dark haired male. Did he really think that Voldemort was so naive and stupid?? Tom turned back to Carmen now and locked eyes with the woman. Occlumency was the answer here and Tom was well trained in the ability.
He indulged into Carmen's head now. The girl tried to push away with his mind but Tom was stronger. He at first only got confusing images before he found what he wanted. Carmen unwillingly showed him everything. He saw the numerous shopping trips and the friends and encounters. He saw the romance and the kisses. They made him grimace and bristle. Then there was the bar. Tom stood silent and still as her watched the attack play out from Carmen's point of view. And yet this woman continued to let herself be in this situation.
When it was over, Tom was seething. He did not care about either one of them at this point. "Imperius." Tom cast at Eric. Eric would feel nothing but vague, untraceable happiness. He would feel immensely relaxed. "You want to hurt her?" Tom asked. "You want to be the helpless pathetic bitch." He added at Carmen. "Eric, hurt her. Beat her. I want to see it." Voldemort would watch the attack. Both of his followers had forgotten their place. Tom would remind them. He knew that Eric would not be able to refuse.
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Post by Carmen Erickson on Apr 27, 2012 20:30:24 GMT -5
Carmen looked between both men. Her face was still in the Dark Lords hand and she was watching Eric out of the corner of her eye as he knelt. What the hell was he doing??? Her eyes widened slightly at Eric's lie and then as The Dark Lord raised his wand. "Please..." Carmen whispered. She did not want anyone to get hurt.
She felt the pressure in her head and knew it for what it was. The Dark Lord was trying to get into her head. Carmen tensed. She was trying to figure out how to stop him. Carmen started thinking foolish things. Flowers, Butterflies, Puppies, A Lake... Her friends... anything she could think of.
Then by accident..for only a split second, she let the memory slip. She had lost train of thought for only a moment but it was enough. He was in and she could not push him out. Carmen could not look away and she could not control what he saw.
Suddenly he released her face and Carmen looked away quickly. She was trembling now unsure but afraid of what was to follow. "Imperius." The Dark Lord cast at Eric and Carmen stiffened as she looked up back into his face. "What are you doing?" Carmen almost whimpered. "What..." He did not answer but instead continued on with what he was saying. "You want to hurt her?" He asked now and then looked back at her and Carmen flinched when he called her a Bitch. Normally she would have retaliated but she knew better with this man.
At his next words, Carmen paled and she shook her head fiercely. "Eric, hurt her. Beat her. I want to see it." Carmen was crying now. She knew that Eric could kill her of course. "No..." She whispered.
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Post by Eric Draven on Apr 30, 2012 18:21:26 GMT -5
Eric stood there as he watched the dark lord's attention grew strong towards Carmen. She looked so helpless and frighted, and she really did fear this man as much as he did. Eric knew what the dark lord was about to do with Carmen. But it was only a matter of time before the truth got out, but he should have known better than to try to fool the dark lord.
Eric watched as the dark lord's wand went upwards, and he began to penetrate her mind. Eric watched as Carmen grew more fearful when he began. He watched her face change in many different ways, he watched as she was trying to hide what had happened and he body fighting against him. He was saddened for his love, and so many times he wanted to fight agaisnt him but knew there would possibly be no chance for him to make it out alive.
Eric then watched the dark lord release Carmen from the spell, and Eric could see that he had found out the truth. This was the kind of shit Eric was worried about all along, and knew it was seeming all to easy at first to be true. All of a sudden the dark lord raised his wand at Eric and casted the "Imperius" curse on him.
Eric became very happy, very cloudy somewhat and not himself at all. He heard the dark lord speak to him in his cold slythery voice. "You want to hurt her?.....Eric, hurt her. Beat her. I want to see it." he comanded him forcefuly. What could he do?, he was under a very powerfull spell that there was no way out of, and he had no choice to do what he was told.
Eric walked over to the woman and starred her down. Eric, no matter how strong the spell still had feelings underneath that seeemed to pear out somehow, but that quickly changed of course. His eyes grew as red as blood in seconds, and you could hear his heart beating loudly from his chest. He raised his hand high in the air, and struck her very hard on the left side of her face , as her helpless body fell to the floor."Get up...you filthy bitch" he growled at her in a very deepend voice, as he began to change. He crouched down to the ground and began to pant heavily, holding himself in his own arms.
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Post by Lord Voldemort on Apr 30, 2012 19:10:46 GMT -5
He saw her tears and yet it did nothing for him except make Tom more angry. When she whispered no, he grinned. Tom stepped back from the girl now but not to far away. He wanted a good view of this. Nagini moved away as well. Eric moved forward now and despite Carmen's protests, Eric attacked quickly. Tom grinned coldly. Tom said nothing. He only observed.
His smile faltered a bit when it became obvious that Eric was changing. He of course knew the man was a werewolf. Tom back away a little more and held his wand a little bit tighter. He was not worried too much about Carmen. Yet if the beast turned on him, he would be ready. And he supposed that if Carmen was in danger of death, Tom would step in. He wanted her to feel pain and to feel regret for what she had done. The lust was still there but she had taken advantage.
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Post by Carmen Erickson on Apr 30, 2012 19:46:24 GMT -5
Carmen watched as The Dark Lord backed away and then her head turned just slightly to watch Eric as he advanced. She could see the darkness growing in him. Carmen shook her head slowly as the tears slipped down her cheeks. She had gone very pale and she backed away from him until she could go no further.
Her back was up against the wall. Carmen raised her own wand slowly but suddenly it was pulled out of her hand and slid across the floor towards The Dark Lord. Carmen whimpered softly. Carmen raised her now empty hands and placed them on Eric's chest. She could feel the power and muscle there.
Then he struck her. Carmen hit the ground quickly and hard. Carmen cried out loudly and her face began to burn. She could not see herself but her cheek was beat red and her lip was split and a very small trickle of blood was starting. "Eric please..." She pleaded knowing that it would do no good.
"Get up...you filthy bitch" She glanced up at him now and could see that he was changing. Her eyes widened almost comically large and she looked to The Dark Lord. "My Lord please... don't let him do this! He'll kill me!" She stood slowly and on unsteady legs.
Carmen moved further down the hallway now. With no wand, all she could do was try and run. She backed away keeping her eyes on him the whole time. "STOP THIS!" She screamed at both men. Carmen turned on her heels now and started to run. She moved for the door to find that it was locked. There was not enough time to try and unlock it manually, she moved quickly for the staircase.
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Post by Eric Draven on Apr 30, 2012 20:11:20 GMT -5
His growls became deeper, his breathing became faster and he started moaning in a god awful animalistic tone. Eric then stood up, and his clothes began ripping off his body rapidly, his hair started growing all over his body, his claws where now at full length as his face started to change into wolf like feature's.
He could hear the woman's voice scream "STOP THIS", as she than began running down the halls. This action makes any werewolf hunt...you never want to start running infront of the wolf..that just excites them. Eric took off after her as he could see her silouette on the walls reflecting her shadow.
The dark lord did nothing as he went chasing after her. Eric had no recelection of what he was doing, but all hell was about to break loose. He could smell her trail of scent as he was running after her.
He reached a staircase and stood there and sniffed for her longing scent. He heard tapping as if someone was running down them. He snorted and then headed down the staircase after her. His speed was gaining on her quickly as he seen her in his view.
He was near the bottom stair and he leaped towards her with his paws against her back, which forcfully pushed her down onto the ground. Eric, in his wolf like body was moving incredibly slow towards her. He watched the woman as he was now ontop of her, gazing down in her eyes panting rapidly over her.
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Post by Carmen Erickson on Apr 30, 2012 21:25:22 GMT -5
She didn't know exactly where she was going... Carmen was just trying to put a bit of distance between her and Eric. She was trying to think of what to do. She had heard the animal cries. Carmen had never seen him as a werewolf and now that she knew he was going to try and kill her she did not want to see him. She just wanted to survive. Why had she bought him here?? Since when had she become so stupid?
She was running down a set of wooden stairs and believe me you, in these heels, that was no easy feat. She had just reached the bottom when she was hit from behind. Carmen flew forward with the force of the strike and then when she landed, her head connected hard with the floor knocking her unconscious. She was not out long. Maybe only a few seconds.
When she came to, Carmen knew he was over her. His scent enveloped her and Carmen could feel his breath on her hair. She could hear the panting and Carmen shook with fear. Very, very slowly she shifted and rolled over onto her back under him. She lay then, vision blurry and feeling like she was going to be physical ill.
"Eric..." Carmen whispered. Her hands moved up tentatively to the beast's shoulders and she started to apply pressure. When she found she could not move him, Carmen began to ease her way out from under him. "Eric...fight this." She whispered. "It's me...it's Carmen...please don't kill me..." Carmen was not a fool. She knew that the slightest bite could infect her. He was going to kill her though so a bite did not seem nearly as important.
Without even realizing what she was doing, Carmen's hand balled into a fist and she swung at him connecting solidly against his face. Then she stumbled back to her feet and tried to hurry away. The blow to the head made her movements much more sluggish and off balanced. Carmen tried each door as she passed.
Finally one was unlocked. She hurried into what turned out to be a bedroom and slammed the door behind her. Carmen moved to the bed, dropped to her knees and rolled under the big piece of furniture. She placed a hand over her mouth and tried to stay silent.
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Post by Eric Draven on May 1, 2012 18:05:12 GMT -5
He could sense the fear in this woman, as he was over top of her looking down with hunger. He watched and observed for the slightest little move from her. He was panting heavily on her, as the drool ran off his teeth and dripped onto her breastbone.
He heard the woman speaking in a very scared tone, which sounded like nothing but a muffle to him. "Eric.. Eric...fight this....It's me...it's Carmen...please don't kill me..." the woman cried to him. The beast starred at her with red as blood eyes and tilted his head a bit to the right, as if it was enough to say that he was understanding her but was unable to surpass the urge to kill her.
His animal instincs killed in full tilt as he had enough of starring at his food. He had opened his mouth quite quickly and was about to take a bite out of her throat, when he felt a huge whack to his head, and watched the girl scurry off stagerly off into the distance. The beast had made a loud "yelp" when she had it him as he was hit quite hard. He shook his mane and made a loudly howl, he then snorted and snarled and took off after her.
He could smell her and he could even taste her, and he wanted her and would stop at nothing until he was hers. He ran down the halls with the scent infront of him and came across a series of doors. He slowed right down and sniffed the outside of each door. He was about to pass the last door and then he quickly stopped and backed up and took one more sniff.
He could smell her fear, as her scent was so overpowering to him. He backed up and then forcfully broke the door open and smashed it to peices. Once inside he stood for a moment and listened, as he looked from left to right and then looked forward and put his snout onto the ground and sniffed to get her exact trail.
It was a quick success for the beast, as he could hear whimpering comming from around the bed. He snorted loudly with excitement , as he prowled his way over to the bed on the other side of the room. He started walking around the bed and could smell her scent for strong now. The bedskirts were hanging to the floor so you could not see underneath. He paced around the bed twice and when he got to the middle of the bed, he crouched down and moved the bedskirt away with his nose to explore the underneath for his prey.
He peered inside and looked and to no surprise there was the girl, laying on the floor scared out of her mind trembleing. The beast then growled very loudly, and leaped towards her with all of his might with his claws out and towards her and his mouth wide open ready for his attack.
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Post by Carmen Erickson on May 1, 2012 19:56:30 GMT -5
His howl rang in her ears long after it had ended. It cause goosebumps up and down her spine. When the door was broken down, Carmen bit the palm of her hand to prevent a scream from leaving her.
All was silent for a moment in the wake of the smash of the door. Then Carmen could hear snuffling sounds. It took a few minutes for her to figure out what it was. Sniffing...he could smell her like a dog. She heard the floor creaking as he moved and Carmen looked around herself trying to make sure she was completely hidden.
When the bed skirts began to move to her left, Carmen's head snapped towards it with a small gasp and then he had seen her. When he jumped at her, Carmen let out a high pitched scream and dratted out the other way. It seemed that he could not fit under the bed and Carmen took the opportunity to try and get out of there.
Unfortunately, the high heels on her feet came into play once more and Carmen stumbled before twisting her ankle painful and going down again. She cried out and swore loudly as she tried to get back to her feet. She found that she could not stand up. The pain was too great. Carmen half crawled, half dragged herself across the room towards the door. The whole time she was moaning "Please...no..."
By the time she had reached the hall, Carmen was exhausted and covered in sweat. She leaded against the wall near the base of another door and closed her eyes. Carmen would never have thought that her life would end this way. Slowly tears began to fall as she just waited for him to come for her. She had not gotten to do half the things she had wanted to do in life.
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