Daddy Dearest - (No Update, Edit)

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Chapter 51 ~

In several strides Mathias arrived at the bedside, looking down on Jasmine, who extended both of her arms toward him as she undulated on the bed. Mathias' eyes swept down her body. He knew witches were built like this but it never seemed so…so…inviting. They were just different. But now it was as if he wanted nothing more than to feel Jasmine's arms around him and her body pressed against his.

"You're not Jasmine," he said in a strangled raw voice, "And I'm not a man. I can't do this…it's not right."

"But your body wants to do this," the witch replied. "Join me, Mathias. It will be nice."

Mathias fought against his body's urges, but felt his knees bending as if of their own accord. Above him the Dark Soul boiled victoriously. This one was not strong enough.

Mathias felt his knees hit the mattress.

"No! No!" he protested as one of Jasmine's hands caught his slim waist and pulled at him. His penis was throbbing terribly…it almost hurt.

Suddenly it began to hurt less, and then started to soften. The hungry urge of his body to get at Jasmine began to lessen. Mathias felt control return and pulled back from the witch who screeched at him in anger, her eyes flashing as she attempted to grab his body. Now that looked more like Jasmine. Mathias backed away from the bed.

"I won't do this," he said silkily to the witch. "You are beautiful, and I might feel like a man, and have the body of a man, but I'm not a man. No matter how I feel, this isn't right. If I am going to do this, it will be at the right time. Not now."

Mathias began to walk away from the witch and the bed. A terrible rumbling began as Jasmine started cursing him, which only had the effect of making it easier for Mathias to walk away faster, putting distance between himself and the witch. Thunder began to crash and Mathias looked up. The eyes of the Dark Soul were blood red and narrowed.

Again, you refuse my gift, Mathias Snape. You are a fool not to take advantage of it.

"I'd rather wait," Mathias said.

One thing was for certain. Mathias would never look at Jasmine Malfoy the same when he returned to Hogwarts. Not knowing what he knew. He looked back. Jasmine was sitting up in the bed, scowling at him. Suddenly a bolt of lightning struck the bed and it and the witch disappeared. He felt his perception shift.

He was a boy again. He let out a sigh of relief. He looked up at the cloud that was the Dark Soul.

"Show me how I am connected to you!" he cried to the being. The Dark Soul answered him sullenly.

I have no choice. Turn around.

Mathias turned and saw Severus standing directly behind him, his black eyes glittering. He was dressed in his teaching robes. Mathias looked up at him but the Professor didn't speak. He just looked down at him, expressionless. Mathias noticed a motion behind him and stepped around him…his mouth dropping open.

Severus was just the first person in a long line of people. The man behind him was tall, pale and with black eyes and a big nose also. Severus looked a lot like him.

"I am connected. I am your grandfather," the man said, staring at the boy.

Behind him stood another black-eyed man, not quite as tall or pale, but black haired. The nose was large. Mathias moved toward him.

"I am connected. I am your great grandfather," he said, also staring at Mathias. But he had a smile on. Mathias smiled back at him.

Behind him was a black-eyed, black haired woman, not very tall at all. She didn't smile when she looked at Mathias however.

"I am connected. I am your great-great-grandmother," she said in a rather deep voice for a woman.

Mathias walked down the line of his ancestors. They varied in size and shape, the one thing they had in common were black eyes. The hair varied, turning to brown, even blonde, the height alternating between short and tall. There were so many of them. Mathias was coming to the end of the line and his ancestors were becoming darker and darker until they were no longer white. Towards the end of the line they were black, some even darker than Andreas. He reached the end of the line.

A very tall, dark black man looked down at him, his black eyes glittering. He wore nothing at all, and was strongly built. He stared down at Mathias, who had never seen anyone so tall.

"I am the first of your line," he said to the boy in a rich, deep, accented voice, cocking his head at him, "I have no name to give you. I had no name."

"You're black," Mathias said, stating the obvious.

"We are all the same, but different because of where we were in the world," the man replied, looking up at the black cloud above them. Mathias saw with a start that all the other ancestors had disappeared.

"You are beyond the Dark Soul now," he said, "You have found your connection. Our time is short so I must tell you what you need to know. We are the children of Creation and co-creators of our world. There was no hatred, no differences between us. We were all one and could form anything from our thoughts. We were made with power, Mathias. We were perfect. We had no bodies, but were spirit and eternal. We helped make the world."

"Where did we come from?" Mathias asked.

"I only know we were born of Desire. A desire to Experience. A desire to Express and Create. We were individual splinters of Something Greater. We began to form the world and the things of the world. Water and stones first, then plants, then animals. They were wonderful and interacted with the world as we watched them, taking great joy in what was created. Then some of us discovered they could enter these things and for the first time, feel what they felt. Pleasures of the flesh. It was intoxicating. They would enter the stones, the plants and the animals and live within them, then leave their bodies. But the pull was strong and those spirits were weak against the flesh. Eventually some were trapped, unable to leave, and forced into the cycle of the earth, of rebirth. They became like animals in their desires."

The man frowned slightly.

"It was then the Dark Soul began to form, born of our fear and entrapment," he said looking up at the black cloud.

"There were however, those of us who did not fall into the earth, and it was they who created the bodies we have now, bodies that could do what the animals could not. We entered the new bodies and became men of great power. Our purpose was to guide our animalistic brethren who were also transferred into human form in the hope one day they would be released from the flesh. But they retained their animalistic ways as men. Only they were distorted and true evil entered the world as men began to covet women, territory, wealth and power. Especially power. The Dark Soul fed off of this and became powerful, and began to influence men to more evil so as to grow in strength. The Dark Soul of the World is fed by wrongness, weakness and vice. It is forever hungry."

"Those of us who willingly entered human form also over time became slaves to pleasures of the flesh and eventually were diminished…our powers receding as our love of sensation grew, and we too were trapped here. Since then we have been going through the cycles of birth and death, trying to evolve beyond our desires to the state of freedom we once had. This is your path and the path of every human on the earth. The Dark Soul has distorted the truth and many gods were created as foils to the truth, formed from the thoughts of men…because we still have this power."

"The Dark Soul can give you nothing…all power already exists in you. Those who have fallen to its darkness have done so because they believe in its power. It is because they believe in its power that it can manipulate them, even destroy them. Refuse the Dark Soul and claim your own power, Mathias Snape. It will not all manifest because you are of flesh, but a small part of it will, and it will serve and protect you as long as you do not use it for selfish gain. Selfishness thickens the spirit, draws you deeper into the flesh and closer to the Dark Soul. You are on this earth to be free of it, and to free others of darkness as well. That is our purpose. That is your purpose, Mathias Snape. You have found your connection. You can leave this place now."

Mathias started as he felt something break loose inside him and flow through his limbs. His ancestor smiled.

"Go your way, Mathias Snape, and may all that is good in the world follow you," he said, fading.

Mathias found himself on the plain again, the entire sky black with the Dark Soul's anger because he had found the connection. Suddenly Mathias was aware of motion on the ground all around him. The Dark Soul rolled and the red sky appeared again, illuminating the plain. It was covered in large, black snakes, writhing toward the little wizard swiftly, mouths gaping, long fangs glistening. He was surrounded and the snakes closed over the flailing wizard, taking him down.

Mathias had the sensation of being smothered at first. Then, he felt as if the snakes were passing into his body. He could feel them coiling beneath his skin and screamed. But none had bitten him. Presently, the sensation stopped and the boy was alone again. He stood up. It had to have been an illusion. He fell for it again. He scowled up at the Dark Soul and resolutely promised himself not to fall for any more of the being's tricks.

You will fall to me.

Mathias looked up at the blackness, and for the first time felt no fear.

"You can't do anything to me. I know what you are now," he said bravely.

Lightning struck all around him, blasting craters in the plain. But the boy didn't move, only stared up at the red eyes rather insolently.

"I'm going to get people away from you," Mathias said.

There is more evil in the world than good, Mathias Snape. Even now one of mine is taking over your portion of the world. One of mine who doesn't know he is mine. I will become even stronger as men fall to his beliefs. His evil will spread as well as my influence.

Mathias frowned up at the dark cloud.

"We'll see about that," the boy said. He began to walk back to where he first appeared on the plain.

Thunder crashed.

DO NOT WALK AWAY FROM ME, MATHIAS SNAPE! I AM NOT DONE WITH YOU!

"But I'm done with you," Mathias replied, no longer looking up but in the direction of the pass between the mountains.

You will not escape me. I will destroy you and the Mbutu boy. I will not let you change destiny.

"Whatever," Mathias said, walking through the path.

Lightning struck the mountains on either side of him and great slabs of stone fell on him, passing right through him. It was all illusion now. Mathias inspected his arm where the creature had struck him. There was no mark. The young wizard suspected that he had felt pain and saw blood only because he believed in the Dark Soul's power.

I will be with you every moment of every day until you fall to me. I will surround you. I will possess you.

Mathias didn't respond to the Dark Soul. He walked around the base of the mountain as it raged at him, not responding to its goading, much as he used to do to Jasmine when she went off on one her tangents. It seemed to piss the Dark Soul off as much as it did the witch. Mathias arrived at the place he entered and stood there. Waiting. Suddenly he was lifted from the ground and disappeared, the Dark Soul's angry rumble the last thing he heard as he returned to his body.

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Andreas crouched next to Mathias, still holding the bag of never-ending ice against his loins. His erection had crumpled, but the wizard was taking no chances. He only hoped it had diminished because of the cold, and not because he had received carnal knowledge. If he were one of the Dark Soul's minions, they would be instant enemies.

Suddenly Mathias drew a deep breath. Andreas leaned forward, looking at the pale wizard's face intently. Mathias opened his eyes, then looked at Andreas. His eyes were clear, there was no inner darkness…and…there was power.

"You made it," Andreas smiled at him.

Mathias nodded, then suddenly pushed up.

"I'm freezing!" he said, his voice cracking. He pushed Andreas' hand and the bag away, his teeth chattering. "I can't feel anything down there!"

Andreas fell back on his hands, grinning.

"I'm sorry, Mathias…but you seemed like you needed some help resisting the Dark Soul," Andreas said.

Mathias looked at him.

"So that's why I went down," Mathias said, looking at the bag, then at Andreas. "I did need help. I almost shagged Jasmine."

Andreas' eyebrows went up.

"You are destined to be with Jasmine for your first time?" he asked Mathias incredulously.

Mathias nodded.

"It seems so. She was beautiful, Andreas. I couldn't keep away from her," he said in a low voice as he remembered how he felt.

Andreas shook his head.

"I don't envy you, Mathias. Jasmine Malfoy? I would rather be rolled in dragon dung and covered in roc feathers," Andreas said, looking at Mathias sympathetically. "That witch is going to be a wizard-eater, mark my words."

Mathias felt himself all over. He felt a little strange. Woozy. Andreas stood up, walked over to his robes and extracted a box. He walked back to the wizard and handed it him. Mathias looked at it. It was a chocolate frog.

"You haven't eaten, and are weak. The sugar will help until we can get to supper," Andreas said.

He stretched out his hand and Mathias took it, letting the wizard help him to his feet. As he gripped Andreas' hand, energy seemed to pass between them. Andreas smiled as he looked at Mathias' chest.

"You have indeed been in the presence of the Dark Soul," the wizard said reverently. "We are brothers now."

Mathias looked down at his chest. There was a pattern of scars leading from his lower belly to the middle of his chest. It was obvious they were scars, but what was more obvious was what they formed. A partially coiled serpent in the striking position, fangs extended. It was huge.

Mathias looked down at it.

"My mum's going to kill me when she sees this," he breathed as Andreas looked at him. "I didn't know it would be so big. You just have claw marks."

"I was attacked by lions. Obviously snakes came after you," Andreas said. "Did you manage to stop them?"

"No, they climbed all over me, then felt like they went inside me," Mathias said.

"Did this happen before you met your ancestor or after?" Andreas asked, a worried look on his face.

"After," Mathias said.

Andreas looked relieved.

"Then your ancestor sent the snakes. It is a blessing. What did the Dark Soul send after you?" Andreas asked.

"Monsters," Mathias said with a little shudder, eating his chocolate frog. "I made them go away."

"Was the Dark Soul angry?" Andreas asked him.

"Furious. I gave it the silent treatment," Mathias responded, picking up his robe and sliding it on.

Andreas did the same as the Room of Requirement reverted to a plain, featureless room.

They walked toward the exit.

"That is good. You beat it," Andreas said, his hand on the door. He stopped and looked at Mathias.

"You have the power now. I don't know how much you have or how much will develop, so when we go back into the castle, I want you to remain calm and NOT react, no matter what you see. Understand me? This is important. We do not want to draw attention to you," the wizard said soberly.

Mathias stared at him.

"What am I going to see?" he asked Andreas.

The wizard shook his head.

"Maybe nothing. This is just a precaution," he replied, remembering his own experience after returning from his journey. But he was around people who knew what he had gone through and his reaction was expected. Mathias' journey was a secret. He couldn't react.

"All right. I'll stay in control," Mathias replied, steeling himself.

Andreas opened the door and both wizards walked into the corridor. Mathias saw nothing out of the ordinary. Andreas didn't expect him to.

They hadn't come in contact with another human being yet.

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A/N: Mathias has returned intact. Some scar eh? Oh and that creation story is a mishmash taken from some of the beliefs of Ruth Montgomery, Edgar Cayce, Madame Blavatsky and others I had read long ago. I was very into that stuff. I just pulled it out of memory for the most part and garbled it together into something somewhat lucid. Lol. Please review.