Tyler Black-My Story

Tyler Black-My Story

Chapter One

The sea surrounds me

turbulent waters collide

on eroding shores

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But no, when I wake I’m still in the same dark room, my underground cage, surrounded, not by calming waters, but by the same four walls that have been my only scenery for the past four and a half years of my life. I wish more than anything for a breath of fresh air, a glimpse of the sky, anything from outside actually, but Voldemort and his minions have no compassion. My will to live hangs on my lingering hope of freedom.

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An endless mist lingers

As I walk this road in a senseless daze

No eyes to help me

My heart a lonely guide

By my feet lie the footprints

Of those who have come before

Revealed is the restless torment

In their battered footsteps

I think of turning back

Yet I have come too far to halt

Reluctantly, I trod forward

Knowing that the journey ahead

Is a trying one

Each footstep must be carefully considered

For I know that each footstep

Decides the next

And, in turn, decides how this road ends

But does this forsaken road have an end?

Uncertain of what lies beyond each step

I proceed

Strong in my will

Fighting the memories

Of those who have failed

For I realize that this road

Is not as treacherous as it first may seem

And perhaps I really can succeed.

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My mother used to sing it to me, before she died. I sing it whenever I begin to doubt; doubt my will, doubt my courage, doubt myself in general. They don’t tell me to be quiet either; they can’t, I’m half siren. No, they don’t fall in love with me when I sing (that would only happen if I were full siren) but they don’t want it to end.

I’ve tried escaping but the guards never leave; I never get past the door. But I’m not even close to giving up yet. I won’t accept this life of captivity as my fate...

And I didn’t have to. My patience paid off, for my chance finally came when I was fifteen. They’d trapped Harry Potter at the Ministry of Magic and needed backup. They all left to help. They thought I was sleeping, but I’m a good actress. I escaped.

The air feels so indescribably amazing dancing across my skin, blowing my hair back. I can hardly remember the last time I saw the sky, the grass, anything but dark; the last time I smelled anything but mold and stale air.

I run as fast as I can, far from my past. I just want to forget everything that’s happened since my capture, when I was eleven. My chest hurts and my breath comes in shallow gasps. Stopping to rest, I look up at the stars, more beautiful than I’ve ever dreamed. My last thought as I drifted into a peaceful sleep was, "I’m free!"

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The bird without wings-

she gazes at the treetops

from her bed of weeds

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a few weeks later

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I’ve decided to look for my father. Of course, I haven’t a clue where to look but he’s the one I want to be with. I need to find him. I also want to find the ocean; it’s the last think I saw before being suffocated in darkness. The water had always been comforting to me. It was my favorite place to go to think. To see the constance of the waves somehow made everything seem alright, even if only temporarily.

I’m so lost; all I know is that I’m somewhere in London. I’ve got to ask someone.

"Excuse me, perhaps you could help me." I ask a plump woman with a kind face and red hair.

"What is it you need, dear?" she replies.

"I’m lost. I’m looking for someone but I’m not sure where to look. I don’t even know where he lives." This last part I mutter to myself. "Do you know who Sirius Black is, ma‘am?"

"Well, yes, I know who he is. Why?" she inquires.

"He’s my father."

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Author notes: sorry but that’s the end of Chapter One...Hope you liked it...it’s my first fic. I’ve got lots of plans for it...the next chapter is on the way, though, I’m not sure how long I’ll take to write it...You don’t HAVE to review...But I would appreciate it..Thanx B)

P.S. sorry it’s so short...other chapters should be longer...much love, TB