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[nexmosnonlucror]

Characters: Tom Riddle [nexmosnonlucror] and FRIENDS!
When: Late Tuesday evening, November 21st.
Where: An empty lot in Adstringendum. And then the streets. And then everywhere.
Rating: R for violence.
Summary: The Animus fucked with Tom's head one too many times. Voldemort is wandering about. And he's not very happy.

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[siriuslymagical]

Whatever was going on with Tom, or maybe he was finally going to start going by Voldemort, Sirius was sure whatever it was wouldn't be good. His post had clearly indicated that something had snapped inside of him. And knowing who Tom would grow up to be, Sirius knew that the threat he had at the end of his message wasn't something that should be ignored. It wasn't just a threat, it was a promise

[nexmosnonlucror]

Tom was silently walking down the street, his hands buried deep in his pockets -- and as he walked, he was deadly focused on his mission.

The Animus. The ones inside his head. It was his head, and no one else's, and how dare they tell him he was insane? He was a genius. The greatest wizard of their age. They had crossed a line.

So when Sirius came upon him, he didn't pay any attention. An insect. Who truly cared. He was no match for Lord Voldemort.

[siriuslymagical]

When the other man came into view, Sirius had to hold back the urge to just transform into his dog form and rip his throat out with his teeth. He had learned in his last fight that just charging in like that wasn't a good idea. He may not win this fight, but he didn't want it to be over in just a few seconds.

Though in order to fight, his opponent had to actually acknowledge him, something Tom wasn't doing at all.

"Oi! You said you wanted to show me what insanity was, show me how much of a loony you really are, Tom."

[nexmosnonlucror]

There was a pause, at the voice, before Tom stopped completely in his tracks, not quite looking at Sirius. Instead, the teenager spoke to a tree -- because that was far more interesting than Sirius Black.

"I have nothing to do with whatever it is you're pissed off about," Tom said coolly. "Stay out of my way."

[siriuslymagical]

"How 'bout you look at me when I'm talking to you, arsehole?"

His knuckles were beginning to turn white with how tight he was gripping his wand. Said wand was now pointed directly at the other wizard, ready to send out a spell at any moment.

"You've got everything to do with why I'm pissed off."

[nexmosnonlucror]

Tom, again, paid no attention to Sirius -- until the wand was drawn. He then turned toward Sirius, eyes narrowed slightly at the threat.

"You know who I am in my future," Tom said quietly. "I'm giving you the opportunity to lower your wand and stop being foolish."

Mercy from a loving Lord.

[siriuslymagical]

"Yeah, well you're not your future self yet, so maybe I've got a chance," Sirius said with a cocky grin. "So why not give it a shot, right?"

With that said, he fired his first spell out.

"Stupefy!"