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A young couple was walking in gardens. It was a shiny night and the young woman looked ready to give birth at any time. The young man was on high alert,ready to defend his lady.
"Sal ?" he looked at his wife with a curious glint
"Yes dear ?" she was rubbing her belly softly
"Do you think he will have our abilities ?" he knew that she was talking about their unborn son,he kissed her temple softly
"I hope so,we could teach him so much ! Even without the abilities,we could teach him about so many things !" his wife smiled at his words and settled her head in his neck
"Our son,our precious Valerion"
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"Give me back my son !!" screamed Salazar as an old,bearded man held his son hostage
"Ah but for the Greater Good,I cannot give him back. He must be a weapon" the old man had the audacity to give him a smile
Salazar saw red. His wife couldn't fight as she just gave birth and an intruder had his son. He charged,his magic crackling as he went to neutralise the threat to his family.
He narrowly ducked as the old man threw a curse at him. It caught him off guard and the old man managed to slip out and injure him.
He couldn't believe it.
His son...his precious Valerion...
For the first time in centuries,Salazar Slytherin cried. He cried for the loss of his son,he didn't know where the man could have hidden him.
Suddenly,his eyes hardened,steeled like his resolve and determination.
"Guards ! Search all the places where that man could have hidden my son !" he took a deep breath as he looked at the guards around him
"Everywhere...even Upperland if you can manage it" the guards saluted as they went to their task, the healer took him to the medical wing
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Lord Time was strolling in his castle,as was his habit but this time (pun unintended),he was walking towards the Halls of the Living,where he kept all the life clocks of every habitants of Underland.
He looked at the clocks classed in the V section, he then smirked when he found the clock he searched for.
Valerion of Slytherclaw
The lost son of his best friends.
He made an image appear and grinned,it was definitely their son ! Wavy black hair and green eyes that look within your soul,the fact that they changed of hue made it abundantly clear to him that it was Velarion.
The clicking of the clocks were the only sounds in the Hall,Time took in the features combined in Valerion and chuckled when the young one made his hair white and pupils baby blue.
"The lad is in Upperland..." murmured Time as he stroked his chin
"Wilkins !" the little machine appeared
"Take this news to Salazar of Slytherin and Rowena of Raven's claw. Their son is in Upperland,in the British Isles probably" the little machine nodded and scrambled out to take the news to the Royal couple
Time looked one last time at Valerion and smiled,sadly or happily,one couldn't tell.
"We'll meet again Valerion...how is another question that I do not the answer" Time made the image dissappear and walked out of the Hall to resume his normal activities
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Seven years old Valerion was running. Well running the fastest he could with a limp.
He was trying to evade his bully of a cousin and his gang of friends. They were fat,it was easy to outrun them but when they had the advantage that he was already hurt,it was indeed harder to evade them.
They tripped him and beat him,Valerion could hear his left arm snap and his right leg crack dangerously. He fell unconscious when the pain became too much.
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The bullies laughed before they heard a deafening roar. They screamed when they saw a huge beast in front of them and scrambled out of sight,running away.
The rider left the back of the beast and looked at the unconscious child,he looked at the beast and it nodded,indicating that it was indeed the child they searched.
The rider took the child in his arms,wrapping him in a blanket he had,and climbed upon the beast's back.
"Come along Bandersnatch ! We have to take our prince home,he needs medical attention immediately !" the rider took a fistful of fur and the bandersnatch left with a roar
The prince's hair had whitened,which wasn't good. The only time the guard saw someone's hair whitening,it was their king when he went through long periods of grief or hurt.
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Rowena was sitting by her desk,sketching some things without paying attention. She was listening to her husband's music,he was playing sweet musics with his lyre.
They were startled out of their thoughts when a guard knocked on the door,her husband called them in.
"Your highnesses...we found your son. He is taken care of by the healers as he was found unconscious." Rowena couldn't stop the happy tears from leaking,their son was here,at home
"We will see him" Salazar had that smile,Rowena missed it very much
The guard bowed and exited,her husband and herself followed and went to the medical wing, excited to see their precious baby boy but fearful at what happened to him if he was in the medical wing.
When they entered the medical wing,a healer gave them the all-clear to visit their son. He looked so small in the bed,his hair as white as snow. Rowena sat next to him and weaved her fingers through his hair,crying and kissing his forehead with all the love a mother could give.
Salazar took his son's hand in his own and sat beside him,worry clear on his face. He hoped that his son would wake up soon.
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Valerion woke up with a small whimper. His eyes darted around and saw a curtain of sea of black hair next to him. He looked to the other side and saw a sleeping man,he had a worried frown.
The sea of black hair moved and revealed a beautiful woman,with which he shared many similarities. She had tear stains on her cheeks and he wanted nothing more than wipe them away,for reasons unknown to him he couldn't bear the thought of this woman sad.
"Hi Valerion-" was she talking to him ? "-Yes I am talking to you little one-" he is not little,please "-to me you are,you are my little one" wait what ?
"Y-Your little one ?" he was confused
"Yes...you are my son. Someone took you away from us,that man stole you away from me..." whispered the woman as new tears ran down her cheeks,Valerion lifted his good arm and wiped the tears gently away
"Not sad...please ?" he shuffled in the cover
"Can I call you Mama ?" the woman-no Mama-nodded happily
"Yes,you may call me Mama" she kissed his forehead and Valerion felt safe,he grabbed her cloak in his tiny fists
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Rowena covered him with her cloak,let him rest against her. She hummed a lullaby she sang to her eldest daughter,feeling him fall asleep soundly against her bosom to the rhythm of her heartbeat.
His hair darkened to a silvery grey with black streaks and blue highlights. She chuckled softly and kissed his forehead tenderly,stroking his cheeks.
She would make damn sure that he wouldn't be able to be taken away. Not again...
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Valerion was seventeen years old,he was currently working on the assignments his parents gave him.
Even if his sisters were apparently taking delight in trying to get him away from his task.
"Big brother !!!! Play with us !!!!" yelled Mirana and Iracebeth
"I am almost finished ! Give me ten more minutes" it apparently didn't work as Mirana jumped on his back
"Nooooow !!" pouted the little one
"Mira,get off my back. I am finished,I'll play" Mirana cheered and get off his back,he cracked his back and indulged in his sisters' whims
Rowena saw it and smiled,her son could have a calm day. She walked towards the gardens where her husband was watching their children.
"How about we play with them for awhile ? It has been some times" wondered Salazar as he looked at his son chasing his little sisters around
"If you wish,I wouldn't mind" smiled Rowena, taking her husband's hand and dragged him to their children
The Royal family played together until late evening,as they were all hungry. They sang and played music,chuckling at the little girls attempts.
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"MIRANA !!!!!!! IRACEBETH !!!!!!!" yelled a thirty-five years old Valerion in direction of his twenty-six years old sisters
"What !?" came the bored answer from Iracebeth
"Where is my crown ?" asked Valerion,he could hear innocent whistling that he recognised as Mirana's
"Mirana give me back my crown,please"
A grumbling Mirana came down and gave him back his crown.
The crown was black with snakes,eagles, sapphires and emeralds on it. He had been crowned king at twenty-one,his parents had stepped down and gave him advices.
"I promised that I would make you your own tiara Mirana. Did I ever back down from promises ?" Mirana looked down and shuffled against her brother
"No..." was the muffled reply,Valerion kissed her head
"Then you will have it" he felt her nod in his clothes
Promise was kept and for their birthdays, Iracebeth and Mirana had their own smaller crowns to go with their brother's. Salazar chuckled sadly and Rowena smiled,silently forgiving her eldest for her treachery.
Somewhere in Upperland,a ghost passed on the afterlife with a smile on her face.
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Valerion paced in his chambers.
In Upperland,in the magical world precisely,there was a psychopath that killed every magical in his wake.
Lord Time talked about him,he was pretty mad that he found a way to keep himself from dying.
It suddenly clicked. That thing in his scar that the healers kept somewhere else,he could use it as a conduct to kill every other parts of it.
He ran to the library,let his magic take the book needed and the soul shard and then left to do the ritual.
The ritual managed to purge the taints and destroy them forever. Valerion was spent after it but happy that his plan worked.
In Upperland,a wraith-like specter screeched an unholy sound and vaporised like a mist,freeing the land of it's evil.
Some years later,Valerion was walking in the gardens. He smiled when he saw his daughter run to him with a smile.
He caught her in his arms and showered her with kisses,making her giggle and laugh. His sisters and parents caught them and took the both of them to relax.
All was well.