Mine

Chapter 29

Harrys pov.

 I walked up all the stairs, leaving everyone I love on the basement floor dying from no memories. I was at a point where living so long had drove me insane from the horrible memories.

I went to my room, sitting at my desk with a peice of partchment and my ink tipped pen. I started writing, thinking about what the future had to hold for everyone.

Child,

        I am allowed to call you child. I am alomst 400 years old. I am suggesting you stay out of my buisness. I am a scary fellow, and I promise, one word out of your mouth about this will lead to your death. I have more secrets that anyone should have, but my wife Rosie would want me to write this.

        My plan is to take over the world, so when you read this, I may be your king and my daughter Harley will be either missing or dead. Rosalie is my wife and future queen, but I am already sharing too much to you in one day.

        It is only 2018, but I would not be suprised if I take over the entire world by 2035. It is my lucky year other than 2034.

        Farewell child,

                                        I will call everyone child, for everyone is both younger and less appreciated than me.

                                                                                                -King Harold.

I sat at my table, rereading the letter that was to be buiried somewhere in London for someone to find one day.

I wrapped it in fine leather and plastic, making sure it would stay alive as long as I lived.

I walked downstairs, putting a curse over the house, erasing Eleanors, Perrie's, Harley's and Journey's memories. They fought against me as I did, but Harley instead walked up and asked me what was wrong.

I took her for a walk, holding her hand as we walked along the beach.

"Harley... I'm your daddy. Louis and Eleanor... They watched you for me as I fought for your mothers heart and I failed... I'll explain it to you one day"

I walked with her back to the house, Harley not talking once.

"If your my daddy, whose my mommy?"

I smiled, thinking about how much Rosie loved to smile at Harley like she was some pure and innocent flower and Rosie was the sun.

"Rosie is. She loves you very much, but you wont remember it like that."

"Hazzy?"

"Yes Harles?"

"I love you."

She hugged me, and in that moment, I let the tears fall from my eyes. I let my stone heart melt and I held my daughter for the last time in a long time.

"I love you too Harles..."

I erased her memories, not being able to look at her as I did. I put false ones into her head immediately so she would start dying.

I went around the room, putting in flase memories into everyones head. I couldn't stop once I started.

Louis was my humble Marquess, a servant who couldn't stop serving me and loving me as a brother. He no longer love Elearnor, and was more than okay with my idea to take over the world.

 Rosie was now named Rosalie, formal and traditional. She loved me more than anything, and was always okay with me hurting her

Zayn was my brother, Lord Malik. He would help me take over the world, and he had no lover, no Perrie.

Liam was a Master Doctor, who would study all things science, and all things about humans, animals, and plants. He would keep Journey and Johanna, for they deserved a family.

Niall was the Royal Guard, who had a heart of steel but remembered Rosalie was his cousin. He wasn't as protective but he also wasn't as nice to humans. He could not love anyone except Harry, Rosalie, Harley, and the boys.

Harry left Perrie and Eleanor to die of no memories, not feeling anything at all for them as they slowly turned to ashed. He knew it would make no difference, he was going to kill them in the end.

He walked along the beach, waiting for them all to wake up and become his own personal killers. He could barley understand why he did it, but some evil  inside him felt like it was right.

He sped ran to the mainland, stopping in Miami. His eyes landed on a familiar face, a cop he once knew.

He ran to her, grabbing her arm.

"Where's Kelivn."

I pulled her into an alley, pinning her against the wall.

"Where is Kelvin, Marrisa?"

I clenched my jaw, my teeth grinding against each other as I glared at her. I felt bad, I raped her, got her pregnant, and never showed up before now. I gave her money for the child,  giving her everything she needed to help her son.

"He's dead you mooron. He died two years ago at the age of two. Of course, you wouldn't know that, you left us."

She seemed hateful and crule, a perfect example for the world to see. I walked her to the main street of Miami, holding her against her will.

I watched as hundereds of people surrounded me, even cops showing up. They were pointing guns at me but when they shot at me, nothing happened.

"W-what are you?..."

I pulled Marrisa's head off with ease and threw it at the cop that had shot me. I smiled wickedly, speed runing to the cop and whispering into his ear.

"Your worst nightmare."

And with that, I killed him and went on my rampage, killing everyone in my way.

I was proving my point, and slowly taking over. Because someday, you're gonna see the things that I see you're gonna want the air that I breathe.

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