Cold and dark, two words which best describe the old ruins of these very corridors. The likes of which the Legion of Light currently found themselves traveling down. However, none showcased an inkling of fear as they traversed the cobweb-filled corridor which they hoped would lead to Salazar Slytherin's hidden scriptorium. Within this hidden study, our five warriors hoped to find information that would aid in their combat against the darkness.
Currently, Quill Cast led the way, his Holly wand in hand. The glowing light of the wand illuminated the dark passage ahead.
"This place is the incarnation of creepy," Quill commented.
"No kidding!" Curtain Call nodded. "Next time you find valuable knowledge for us, can it be in Hawaii or someplace nice?"
"Grow up boys!" Mirai rolled her eyes. "I'm only seventeen and you two don't see me complaining."
"To be fair Mirai, you literally have dragon blood coursing through your veins," Storm Shield pointed out. "Sure you're not a real dragon, but bravery and determination are etched in your very being."
Though not saying a word, Draxus only released an agitated groan from the back-and-forth banter between his comrades.
"Hold up!"
Quill stopped right in his tracks, causing the others to halt behind him. All eyes looked toward a giant dark iron door looming before them. The depictions on the door resembled faces twisted in agony. Needless to say, it was an eerie sight. A pile of bones lay just before the door, alongside wording carved into the corridor floor. Quill knelt alongside the bones, studying the word for a few seconds when a sigh escaped his lips.
"What is it?" Curtain Call asked.
"The Cruciatus Curse," Quill responded solemnly. "I know what we have to do to proceed into the scriptorium."
It took a moment for it to sink in for everyone else, their expressions dropping.
"One of us must cast it toward the other," Storm realized.
"Salazar Slytherin wanted to ensure that only those willing to deal with maximum pain and suffering would enter his scriptorium," Quill confirmed.
"He really was a pure-blooded crazy maniac," Curtain said in disgust.
"That just leaves us with a quandary," Quill said, facing the others. "Who will cast the curse and who to cast it on?"
All eyes looked amongst each other, everyone contemplating the question. In order to proceed into the scriptorium, one must be willing to deliver torture upon another. The very thought was enough to make them sick to their stomachs. However, knowing there wasn't much choice, a reluctant Storm Shield stepped forth.
"Cast it on me," Storm demanded.
"Are you sure about this?" Quill asked Storm. "This curse will cause you great pain and agony."
"I've faced worse in my past adventures," Storm voiced determination. "I can handle it. Let's just get this over with so we can get in and find what we're looking for."
Curtain Call and Quill Cast faced each other, acknowledging the concern in their eyes before slowly nodding. Quill positioned his wand at the ready, as Storm stood waiting.
"Crucio!"
Red sparks flew from Quill's wand, striking Storm in the gut. The prince suddenly cried out in agony, falling onto the floor corridor. It felt as though a million knives tore at his innards. As the curse took hold of him, more sparks flew from him and struck the iron door. The sparks proceeded to melt the door, revealing a hidden archway into the scriptorium. The Legion quickly raced over to Storm's aid.
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Cinematic Adventures: Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets
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