Darkness is not a plague that descends upon the land in a matter of days it can only take seconds. If only the right one is found though however it can leave just as fast leaving no trace of its existence or smear of its sin…
Only a few short months after the fall of the Order of the Phoenix and the one they called Harry Potter the Death Eaters quickly took control of the Ministry of Magic. The opposition was minimal seeing as the last defense of the free witches and wizards was crushed by a single wave of a wand. One by one everyone fell to the murky depths of history, never to be sought by anyone with blood running through their veins again.
Voldemort then turned his attention to the Muggle populations of the world announcing his presence to them and after raining down his reign of fire and blood on them took over them by force. Those surviving the reign on terror were known as the Black Bloods and were forced to pay tribute to The High King as Voldemort now called himself. He had all intelligence executed that would cause an opposition to him in Muggle lands as he called them but still allowed them to keep their way of life. Most of the lower class people did not care for this; they simply wanted to get by however those with fire in their blood continued to strive to show off the dark wizard that there was strength left within the normal human race. That even under pressure they would not give into one man’s demonic dreams. One by one they all fell under the wrath of the dark tyrant and his follows, tortured, burned, and even left to die by the harshest elements in the world there martyrs gave all they had for the world they once knew.
Alas even in these dark times there was hope for a band of resisting humans stood their ground in the dark ghettos of North America and England. The sewers and underground were prefect bases of operation for them, the abandoned mines and underground canals made it easy for transportation and communication with other races from around the world. They held up in hope of the new prophecy of a half-blood taking down the Dark Lord and restoring the world to former order. A dying Seer had said the following words to the first human she had seen;
Let darkness not reign forever,
In chaos will remain never,
Two drops of unknown blood combine,
And the darkness they shall unbind,
For wherein doth sit the Dark Lord in his power,
From the Half-Blood shall come his final hour,
With each day their hopes grew dimmer with the growing amount of casualties and the growing insane demands of the Dark Lord. However, little did they know that the one they were anticipating slowly drew nearer by the moment. Even though they all waited for the world to fall it was not yet time for the apocalypse.
__________________________________________________________________ Author's Notes: I have thrown out the prologue everyone and have no fears I promise you The Daughter of Odin will be finished by the end of this month at the latest. The next two chapters are being written as we speak. This story will not be as long though I hope you enjoy the twisted little world I have created here. - Valhalla Adonis-Snape