Earth~

Malfoy Manor, Wiltshire, England~

November 1, 1990~

"Come Lucius, or is that you have forgotten me in these past 9 years."

Lucius went pale as he picked up his walking stick which his wand was in and opened the doors slowly.

The hall came into view and the long table in the middle could be seen with chairs around it.

He trailed his eyes from the table to the head chair at the end of the table, there was a boney white wand on the table in front the man who was clad in full black attire with a hood that covered his face.

He started to shake as he knew who it was, don't say anything about the man, just by the wand he already knew the answer of who the man was, as he could remember that it was under that same wand he felt the most pain since his birth.

"M..my L..ord you're alive." Lucius said in a broken voice and when he saw that the man raised his face to look at him with dead cold crimson eyes like that of a snake who was about to attack he knew he said the wrong thing, being without the dark lord for 9 years being in front of the dark felt like a new experience.

"You think that a mere child can kill me, Lucius?" A cold and young voice sounded.

And Lucius looked down while getting on his knees

"No of course not my lord, I never doubted that you were alive my lord." Lucius spoke as he calmed down and think about everything, as a politician staying calm is a must I didn't long to get back his composure.

"Is that so?" Questioned Tom as he got up and picked up the wand on the table and moved along the table while along the wand to slightly hit the chairs he moved next to.

Each step he to made Lucius more and more nervous as he started to prepare himself for pain, he knew that this was going to be a painful day, the only good thing about today is that his son and wife are with the Parkinsons and would come back tonight.

Although he thought about this he didn't wait to answer the question as he knew the consequences of not answering the dark lord "Of course my lord." He said as he started to tremble as he felt the dark lord get behind him.

"years it's been, and yet you kneel before me as though it were only yesterday. I confess myself disappointed, not one of you tried to find me, not even you, Lucius." Tom said in an indifferent tone and looked at the man in front of him on his knees.

To be honest, he is not really angry about this, the reason why he is doing this is due Voldemorts soul which he absorbed.

The problem is that even if he has full control of Voldemorts soul he has been affected by his memory's as his 16 years memory can't compare to that of a 50-year-old man, thankfully the change is not serious as he thought when he found about it after his first kill in this world as he felt nothing,

He was prepared but after the deed, he didn't feel anything and he was scared that he may have turned into Voldemort without any emotions.

After going over his memory he understood the reason for this, it's not that he doesn't have emotion but it's because inside his memory there is the murder of the many people he killed when was Voldemort.

After that point, he started a working his identity as he had to confront the side of him that was taken over by Voldemort.

At the end of the confrontation, he fully fused with Voldemort allowing a new personality to be born, one with both the advantages and none of the weakness of both Voldemort and Eric.

Now he is more like Voldemort with the memory and emotions of Eric.

Coming out his thought he saw Lucius stand up and look back at him.

"My lord, Had I detected any sign or even a whisper of your whereabouts." Lucius began but was cut off by Tom.

"There were signs my friend, and more than whispers," Tom said as he laughed internally as he thought about the turning the muggle world upside down for the past years, not that there was any trace of his presence there.

"I assure you I never renounced the old ways. The face I have been obliged to present each day since your absence, that was my true mask." Lucius spoke without hesitation and looked boldly at Tom who looked at him at daze as deja vu hit him and he remembered that the Movie had a scene exactly like this in Harry's fourth year when he was getting resurrected in the graveyard.

Creepy, a chill went through Tom as he threw the memory to the back of his head and looked at the man in front of him.

"Well said," Tom said with simile while holding his wand lazily, a habit he got from Voldemort.

"Come, Lucius, let's sit down as I have a task for you, but before that, I need you to bring me the black book I gave you," Tom said and went to his seat and looking at the man who followed him.