Prologue

I was in the darkness, no light of any kind, no people in sight. No scent, no sight, no feeling. No nothing...

Until the light turns grey. I looked, or if I had a body I would look, up and saw elegant writing written into the darkness. If I'm not mistaken... that's my writing. Why is it there if I am here? How do I reply?

The words were: 'Hello Tom Riddle. How do you feel?' My words appeared with a lot of effort since thinking them would not make them appear on the... whatever that was.

'Where am I?'

'In a diary. This is a page. I have given you memories to lead you, should you leave the confines of this book.'

Ah, yes. The memories. 'How do I leave this book?'

'Do not be so eager to get out. It is imperative you stay in there for a while. The way out is a secret.'

'Who are you? I am Tom Riddle.'

'I also am Tom Riddle. You are nothing but a horcrux.'

'So we are one in the same?'

'Wrong, I am better than you. You are a piece of my soul. I am Lord Voldemort.' Impossible. I am Lord Voldemort. My followers have already begun to call me that. I said nothing for a while and he closed the book, after writing a farewell. 'Stay whole. If you get out, you are to continue Salazar Slytherin's noble work of exterminating the Mudbloods. I need not tell you what a Mudblood is do I?' With that the grey went back to the never ending darkness, I was once again... alone.*

I was holding my diary and was waiting for Lucius to come in. I was going to give this to him to keep safe. I needed to out and make more. He seemed to be the most faithful for this one right now, Bella had already got the cup. I heard the door open and looked up to see the blonde man come in. I put the book on the table and he stared at it before bowing to me.

"My Lord." He sat down when bidden to do so and I stared at him.

"Lucius. How are you my friend?" It was better to let someone believe there was friendship, especially a Malfoy, lest they think they are being treated like a house elf. Something a Malfoy wouldn't stand for, not that they could do anything about it. At least when coming from me.

"I am well My Lord."

"And your Father? Abraxas?"

"My Father is not doing so well. He's got dragon pox." He looked away.

"Ah, tell him the Dark Lord sends his regards. Are you wondering why I have called you here today? At this particular hour?" I had looked into his mind, knowing that was exactly what was going through his mind... and a complaint that he should be at home right now caring for his new wife and baby. I'd actually held Draco as a two day old. He was small.

"Your Lordship can take as long as he wants to explain why."

"I have called you here for this little book. It is not of your concern what it is exactly. All you have to do is keep it safe. Do that and we will have no problems. However, if you do not keep it safe your Father having dragon pox will be the least of your concerns. Am I clear?" He had paled at the threat, knowing it was not empty. He nodded before mentally shaking himself and replying.

"Yes My Lord, very clear."

"Then come take it." I picked it up again and he paled even more at having to approach me. It was gratifying to watch my followers squirm under such duress. When he didn't move I spoke to him again. His mind was racing with the 'what ifs' I could do to him if he touched something that was in my own hands. "Why Lucius, don't tell me you're afraid." I smiled at him, one that just scared him more. He slowly stood up and approached me with caution. My smile widened when he was near me and the book, my diary. My first Horcrux. He held out his hand. Fool! As if I would hand something over, you shall take it. "What are you waiting for? Take it." I felt him mentally cringe before he reached his hand out and toward the book. I quickly snatched it away. "Remember that this book is your life Lucius." I held it back out for him and he took it from me before quickly backing away.

"Yes My Lord." He bowed again.

"You're dismissed." He Apparated out of the room and back to his own house. I smiled at my success, hiding my Horcrux. I replayed what had just happened in my mind repeatedly for the laughs it caused me before Apparating myself out of the room. I had more to do than just sitting there.

*That wasn't supposed to be a lonely Tom Riddle, though he is alone but he is still Tom Riddle. I was just trying to make it dramatic. Thank you for reading.