You open your eyes to find that you are tied to a chair, you immediately panic and start to look around the pitch black room with only singular light blub hanging above you, that's when a shadow started to form. Revealing Tom Riddle... He approaches you, with just his cold and blank expression you are terrified.

" What's the matter, doll..? "

Tom asked with a chuckle as he kneeled to your level and stroked your lips with his thumb and the rest of his fingers under your chin.

" Normally... I'd immediately kill my enemies without kidnapping or wasting my time... But you... You're to precious to be killed doll... You're more fit into being Mine... "