Prince In Darkness Sebastian Sallow

Chapter 7: Still A Gaunt

*Read at your own risk, this chapter goes into detail of torture and abuse!*

*Ominis POV*

Present day

Pain. The only way I could describe it. Undeniably, excruciating pain every single time, every single moment. The longer I stayed in this house, the worse it continued. It usually only lasts up to 5 to 10 minutes but leaves you gasping for air. Seeing the white little dots clouding your vision as you almost pass over into the dark. 

I raised my hand up, asking for no more as Marvolo continued on and on to torture me with the cruciatus curse. 

"Please........... I can't take it much more.........."

Marvolo's sick laugh echoed through the dark, his voice swirling around my ears as I heard his footsteps get closer to me. 

"You're getting better I see.........." He laughed, bending over to look at me. "You haven't passed out quite yet and you've had a good three rounds of it."

I gritted my teeth, trying to stand to my feet. 

"And you wonder why someone would want to leave this place.........." I said under my breath.

"WHAT DID YOU SAY!?" Marvolo screamed. 

I huffed out a breath, turning to face him.

"I said............. go fuck yourself."

"Now that's more like it.................... CRUCIO!!!!" 

"AHHHH!"

I screamed, my body beginning to convulse on the hard cold floor. Feeling the little needles of pain, over and over.............. and over again. I couldn't breathe, trying to gasp for air, reaching my arm out to reach for my wand to see. 

"STOP IT!!" I screamed.

I sat up on my knees once I had reached my wand. Looking around the small area as I saw Marvolo in the corner. Leaning against the wall as he puffed on his cigar, smiling at me. 

I looked down at my knees, trying to catch my breath. Feeling as my slicked back hair had fallen out of place. 

"That would be four........... you know, I know quite a few muggles and wizards who wouldn't even last that long...." He said.

His feet got closer, his dark and sick eyes watching over me as he smiled. 

"What makes you so fucking special." He said. 

I chuckled through the pain that spread through my chest. 

"Maybe it's because I've always been fathers favorite due to my abilit-"

He kicked me down, feeling the impact in my rib cage. Feeling the pop like a canon go off in my chest as I clutched it. Gasping for air as I fell to my side. 

He grabbed onto my collar, coming behind me as he chuckled, blowing into my face of the smoke from the cigar. 

"You'll never be anything to him my little brother.........only a coward and a traitor."

He dropped his hold on me, letting my body fall to the ground once again. A smile coming upon my face, knowing in some sort of satisfaction I was getting to him. That at least I knew I was winning.

I struggled to my feet again, clutching on to my side. Feeling the taste of blood come from my mouth from the impact of my chest. I was bleeding internally.

I saw Marvolo had turned away from me, only a few feet away as he continued to look into the darkness. 

"And here I thought you came back for an actual good reason. But once again......... here I am doing your bidding on the favor you asked of father."