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His Plea for Freedom (Currently Being revised)
Currently Being Revised!!! one chapter at a time!!!
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Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter and Mage Knights. I only own made up character, copies of the books, and the miniature collectible figures, which I bought all with my own cash ? so anyways I just want readers to enjoy what I have wrote!
Warning: Rated NC-17 for a reason so you guys have been warned!! If that's all enjoy the story!!
Chapter 1: His Plea for Freedom
The moon was full and it illuminated brilliantly. Its light shined upon a graveyard that held a small fog. The graveyards tombstones cracked and old lay there in complete silence. Panting, breathing, a living walking on the land of the dead. Fear was smeared across his face, sweat running down his flawless face. His breathing was ever so drastic as he leans over a rock for rest, but that rest didn't last long as he sensed a powerful aura coming towards him. The aura that he was running from.
A black hooded figure walks closely to the boys aura, even afar the being could sense it. This being could smell the blood rushing through the boys vein, it could taste the saltiness of his sweat, and could hear the breathing and the beat of his racing heart as the figure drew closer.
As the fog began to recede a little the black hooded figure was seen. The boy desperately stood up and started to move away. But his legs failed him and he fell to the cold dirt of the graveyard. He had no choice but to crawl, he crawled as fast as he could. But his efforts were useless as the hooded figure was now standing right on front of him glaring at him with its red eyes.
All was silent for the moment and the boy was paralyzed in fear. His mind was racing on all the possibilities that would happen to him. He thought of his death being ever so swift and yet he had little hope that he will survive. As he looked into his soon-to-be-killers eyes he found something feminine about them.
The being lifted the boy in on to his feet and held him so we wouldn't fall. The being the lifted its hood to reveal its identity. To the boys amazement his stalker was a women but a vampress. She had a beautiful complexion along with her lustful lips and milky skin. The vampress was almost as tall as the boy reaching 6 flat. She exhaled making a sound and exposing her fangs. The boy shook in fear at her action, he was already thinking of what would happen next. To his demise the vampress started to lick his neck making it moist and slippery. He then could feel her mouth on his neck, bracing for her bite he embrace the vampress only to find that she wasn't wearing any clothes under her robe and that she was giving him a love mark. The boy moaned as pleasure was starting to flow through his body, he couldn't help but return the lustful pleasure. He started to suck on her neck and while doing that he groped her very full bum. The vampress gasp as she felt his erection being pressed on her skin and that she was being groped. She couldn't help but smile at his actions and so she started to grope his erection. Soft moan erupted from him as they continued there little pleasure. She then stopped him by kissing him ever so passionately. Her arms slithered form his waist to his neck pulling him to the kiss. The heat of there bodies now pressing on each other only made the vampress moan at the pleasure. The kiss deepens as there tongues caress each other. She then pulled away while tugging on his bottom lip with her lips. The vampress moved away to his back hugging him from behind. Her naked humble breasts pressed on his back only made the boy blush a crimson red. He never felt like this in his whole entire life. Being embraced by a stranger that wants to share something special with you.
Another figure appears from afar. This being was not hooded or had anything to hide his identity. He was a tall man that was about 6'7", he had sapphire-blue eyes that looked sharp enough to kill on sight, his hair was raven-black and was tied to a ponytail that reach the midsection of his back. He was handsome in many ways that couldn't be said. This person walked closer to the boy that was embraced by the vampress. The boy felt fear wash over him and tried to release the embrace but it was too late, the being was now on front of him staring into his emerald-green eyes. The vampress released him from the embrace and disappeared into the moonlight.
The man quickly embraced the boy, holding him tightly he started to whisper in his ear.
"They will suffer for what they did to you, those pathetic magic-less monsters," he whispered as the boys eyes grew wide.
"Why? How did you know about them? Who are you?" asked the boy now shaking under the embrace. The man only smiled and whispered again.
"They have beaten you everyday for innocent acts, I know because I have eyes and witness there faults," he whispered, "I know because you are my blood and that you deserve a better home, a better place to live in, that place isn't a home it's a prison."
The boy was startled and a tear drop fell from his eye. He then embraced the man back and asked.
"What do you mean by blood?" he was confused on the blood part and wanted to know.
"You are my nephew little one, I am the uncle that they kept silent from you, they didn't want me to raise you because you were something special," the boy held on tighter, "I know what you have felt for 17 years and I want to free you, now its time for you to leave, wake up young one, rise form you slumber Harry James Potter."
Harry woke up in the middle of the night sitting up panting and sweating. He never experienced a dream like that before. It felt so real to him, it was like freedom could be grasped at the second but it was only a dream. He looked at the moon form his bed admiring how beautiful the moon is. Harry remembered his dream how horrible it was first then it escalated to something different, something he wanted to feel in his 17 years of life. He hugged himself remembering what his uncle said in his dream.
"Find me, free me, help me, I don't want to be alone anymore... please," he whispered to himself as a tear drop fell from his eye.
Harry lay on his bed and stared at the ceiling. Soon he was fast asleep. Then a person appeared inside his room wearing a dark red cape that was covering his shoulders and a formal black suit. He was the person in Harry's dream, he approached Harry and leaned down to kiss his forehead. His sapphire-blue eyes looking at his peaceful sleeping state. He then moved away and headed to the window, but he stopped and turned around to see his nephew.
"Soon, Harry, soon, I will free you from this prison and make these worthless beings suffer, but for now sleep, I love you, my only heir," he whispered to the sleeping Harry and then disappeared as the cloud moved to cover the moonlight.
Warning: Rated NC-17 for a reason so you guys have been warned!! If that's all enjoy the story!!
Chapter 1: His Plea for Freedom
The moon was full and it illuminated brilliantly. Its light shined upon a graveyard that held a small fog. The graveyards tombstones cracked and old lay there in complete silence. Panting, breathing, a living walking on the land of the dead. Fear was smeared across his face, sweat running down his flawless face. His breathing was ever so drastic as he leans over a rock for rest, but that rest didn't last long as he sensed a powerful aura coming towards him. The aura that he was running from.
A black hooded figure walks closely to the boys aura, even afar the being could sense it. This being could smell the blood rushing through the boys vein, it could taste the saltiness of his sweat, and could hear the breathing and the beat of his racing heart as the figure drew closer.
As the fog began to recede a little the black hooded figure was seen. The boy desperately stood up and started to move away. But his legs failed him and he fell to the cold dirt of the graveyard. He had no choice but to crawl, he crawled as fast as he could. But his efforts were useless as the hooded figure was now standing right on front of him glaring at him with its red eyes.
All was silent for the moment and the boy was paralyzed in fear. His mind was racing on all the possibilities that would happen to him. He thought of his death being ever so swift and yet he had little hope that he will survive. As he looked into his soon-to-be-killers eyes he found something feminine about them.
The being lifted the boy in on to his feet and held him so we wouldn't fall. The being the lifted its hood to reveal its identity. To the boys amazement his stalker was a women but a vampress. She had a beautiful complexion along with her lustful lips and milky skin. The vampress was almost as tall as the boy reaching 6 flat. She exhaled making a sound and exposing her fangs. The boy shook in fear at her action, he was already thinking of what would happen next. To his demise the vampress started to lick his neck making it moist and slippery. He then could feel her mouth on his neck, bracing for her bite he embrace the vampress only to find that she wasn't wearing any clothes under her robe and that she was giving him a love mark. The boy moaned as pleasure was starting to flow through his body, he couldn't help but return the lustful pleasure. He started to suck on her neck and while doing that he groped her very full bum. The vampress gasp as she felt his erection being pressed on her skin and that she was being groped. She couldn't help but smile at his actions and so she started to grope his erection. Soft moan erupted from him as they continued there little pleasure. She then stopped him by kissing him ever so passionately. Her arms slithered form his waist to his neck pulling him to the kiss. The heat of there bodies now pressing on each other only made the vampress moan at the pleasure. The kiss deepens as there tongues caress each other. She then pulled away while tugging on his bottom lip with her lips. The vampress moved away to his back hugging him from behind. Her naked humble breasts pressed on his back only made the boy blush a crimson red. He never felt like this in his whole entire life. Being embraced by a stranger that wants to share something special with you.
Another figure appears from afar. This being was not hooded or had anything to hide his identity. He was a tall man that was about 6'7", he had sapphire-blue eyes that looked sharp enough to kill on sight, his hair was raven-black and was tied to a ponytail that reach the midsection of his back. He was handsome in many ways that couldn't be said. This person walked closer to the boy that was embraced by the vampress. The boy felt fear wash over him and tried to release the embrace but it was too late, the being was now on front of him staring into his emerald-green eyes. The vampress released him from the embrace and disappeared into the moonlight.
The man quickly embraced the boy, holding him tightly he started to whisper in his ear.
"They will suffer for what they did to you, those pathetic magic-less monsters," he whispered as the boys eyes grew wide.
"Why? How did you know about them? Who are you?" asked the boy now shaking under the embrace. The man only smiled and whispered again.
"They have beaten you everyday for innocent acts, I know because I have eyes and witness there faults," he whispered, "I know because you are my blood and that you deserve a better home, a better place to live in, that place isn't a home it's a prison."
The boy was startled and a tear drop fell from his eye. He then embraced the man back and asked.
"What do you mean by blood?" he was confused on the blood part and wanted to know.
"You are my nephew little one, I am the uncle that they kept silent from you, they didn't want me to raise you because you were something special," the boy held on tighter, "I know what you have felt for 17 years and I want to free you, now its time for you to leave, wake up young one, rise form you slumber Harry James Potter."
Harry woke up in the middle of the night sitting up panting and sweating. He never experienced a dream like that before. It felt so real to him, it was like freedom could be grasped at the second but it was only a dream. He looked at the moon form his bed admiring how beautiful the moon is. Harry remembered his dream how horrible it was first then it escalated to something different, something he wanted to feel in his 17 years of life. He hugged himself remembering what his uncle said in his dream.
"Find me, free me, help me, I don't want to be alone anymore... please," he whispered to himself as a tear drop fell from his eye.
Harry lay on his bed and stared at the ceiling. Soon he was fast asleep. Then a person appeared inside his room wearing a dark red cape that was covering his shoulders and a formal black suit. He was the person in Harry's dream, he approached Harry and leaned down to kiss his forehead. His sapphire-blue eyes looking at his peaceful sleeping state. He then moved away and headed to the window, but he stopped and turned around to see his nephew.
"Soon, Harry, soon, I will free you from this prison and make these worthless beings suffer, but for now sleep, I love you, my only heir," he whispered to the sleeping Harry and then disappeared as the cloud moved to cover the moonlight.
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