Part of me knew I should be scared of him that I knew what he'd done and the amounts of people he'd killed. I knew the stories, I knew almost anything and everything about this man. The father of the riddle brothers yet the other part of me saw nothing to fear. In fact I felt relaxed, I felt like he could be trusted but could he truly be trusted was the question. The thing was, I wasn't scared I didn't fear this man because I felt comfortable and connected to his sons. Voldemort wasn't as scary as he appeared to be within every story that was written about him.

"You don't seem afraid why?" He asked

"Good question yet I don't know the answer" I said as I tried to answer it in my head

"Come here child, we must discuss things" he said

"You don't have anything to discuss you just want to see the problem you have that comes between you and your sons" I stated confidently

He chuckled darkly before stepping closer to me only then could I see his snake Nagini was along for this trip. She slithered closer until she was a foot away from me, she hissed in parsultongue yet somehow I understood partly what she was saying.

"Sooooo pretty my lord, such a dussstraction too" she said

"I will take that as a compliment but if I'm such a distraction why haven't you killed me yet?" I asked

"You speak parseltounge?" Voldemort said slightly shocked

"I guess, but I've never really talked to a snake before" I said slightly confused and shocked myself

"A Slytherin Queen, parselmouth speaker, lover of my sons, and problem for the future" he said

Suddenly Nagini wrapped around my legs and began to squeeze me, yet it felt as though she didn't want to kill me not yet at least. I looked up at the man who helped create Tom and Matteo with a smirk on my face. I saw a glimpse of a vision go through my mind, it was a glimpse of the future and it came and went quickly. I nearly didn't get the gist of the vision but I saw myself in a split second with the eyes of a tribrid. My fangs, the veins under my eyes dark and red, my eyes a golden and blood like color. I had died in the vision which meant my time as a human or normal hybrid would soon be over. In all due time I'd become a full tribrid a combination of three supernatural creatures. Able to turn into a wolf at will, be able to use magic and live forever with a side effect of having to drink blood every now and then.

I knew then when the vision was gone from my mind that in this moment. If he, if the Voldemort were to take my life it wouldn't entirely end my existence. In fact it would be the start of it, the start of my forever journey and the inevitable ending of love and happiness. For in the years to come while Tom and Matteo grew old I unfortunately would never. For things that hurt others would not hurt or kill me the way it would any other creature or person. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath as I caught the scent of Tom and Matteo coming closer. I shook my head and smiled widely at Voldemort as I heard the boys approaching and getting closer to us.

"Their coming for me, so either kill me or take me somewhere your choice" I said

Within a moment he cast a spell and we appeared somewhere else, it was dark it was cold and damp in here. With a snap of his fingers I was chained to a chair and he approached me slowly. He grabbed my chin harshly and looked at my face gathering details I presumed.

"How could my sons be so stupid as to fall in love with you?, what's so desirable and interesting about you?" He said

"If only you could tell" I smirked

He didn't like that answer very much because he slapped me harder than I expected he would. Cause he cut me with the sharp ring on his finger but it wasn't well it didn't seem to get a reaction out of me like he wanted. He grabbed my chin harder and forced me to look in his completely dead eyes.

"Your worthless, why are they so infatuated with such a simple witch, someone who's probably a mudblood or half blooded witch" he said

"Not muggle born, and as for being a half blood wouldn't you be considered one?" I said

Again my response wasn't the one he was wanting considering he grabbed my throat and pressed a blade against it. It dug into my skin and if I moved even a centimeter then it would cut into me. So I sat as still as I possibly could in hopes he didn't get a cut in.

"It seems you have a mouth on you" he said

I didn't reply due to the fact he held the blade so harshly against my neck.

"Not talking now?" He chuckled and pulled back

"Oh I can talk a lot, simply just wanted to get that blade off me" I said

Truth be told I was antagonizing him only to see how far he'd go and if Tom and Matteo would find me before I died. I have to be honest with you, part of me knew this is how it would end for me. Being tortured wasn't new for me, considering what that stupid wizard did to me before Tom killed him.

"You talk too much, that's seems to be something Tom hates about you" he said trying to get through to me

"Could be, but last I checked Tom would kill for me oh in fact he already has" I smirked

"Tom killed for you, why on earth would my boy risk being sent to prison for a filthy girl like you?" He snapped

"Do you want the truth or..." I said

"The truth you pathetic girl" he snapped as he threw the blade towards me in frustration

I moved my head just in time but felt it graze my shoulder causing a small cut to appear. You know I could heal myself but that would just give away the fact I wasn't just a witch.