Pandorum

Matt ducked as a jet of light flew right where his head had been. He hid behind one of the many decorative pillars in the room. He was breathing heavy and sweating bullets. He could hear snarls and growls coming from what was on the other side of the pillar. He needed to take a quick breather and recollect his thoughts. How on earth had he managed to piss off a werewolf Death Eater. Sure she wasn't completely werewolf but enough that it scared the living daylights out of him. He was simply minding his own business, talking with a muggle woman when all of a sudden he was hit with a spell and went flying into a wall. He hadn't had the time for casualties with this attacker but he recognized her-Naomi Greyback, a werewolf.

He groaned as he felt the impact of a curse hit the pillar he was leaning against. He really had no idea how to get himself out of this one. Sure the room was now empty but that tended to happen when something as freaky assed as this happened. The pillar began to give away again, she had the upper hand in this battle. He quickly ran to hide behind another pillar, a wider one. He ran a hand through his hair and groaned again. He hadn't realized how much pain he was actually in until he stopped trying to curse Naomi. His back hurt and he was pretty sure his left shoulder was dislocated. He didn't have the time for pain now though. What he really wanted to know was why she had attacked him in the first place. How she had managed to get into a play like this looking like that. It hadn't been very busy inside the building but still, unless she had a cloak or something.

He left the cover of the pillar and turned to face her. All he had wanted to do today was enjoy a nice day at the museum. He had picked a weekday so that it wouldn't be busy on purpose. She had thoroughly ruined his day and he was not pleased. Not only had he lost his peaceful day, but he had also been cheated out of the position he wanted at Hogwarts. And to add to the list of things making him angry for this, the Order wasn't exactly as he remembered. He wasn't as fond of it anymore, but he stayed because he wanted to help. It then dawned on him, why else would a Death Eater attack him.

"You know me.." he said to her in shock. But how? Not even...Oooooh, brilliant! he sarcastically thought to himself. "Stupefy!" he yelled aiming his wand at her. He really wanted to win this, dying was not on his agenda for today.

That. Sniveling. TRAITOR.

Naomi was on her way home from a particularly nasty full moon, a thick wool coat to hide herself, as well as dark sunglasses and a hat. As said TRAITOR scrambled away, she threw the hat and sunglasses down, before whipping off her wool coat and throwing it aside, revealing her outfit and crazed state. Her hair was teased and frazzled. Her canines were abnormally large and her hands still had pointed claws. Blood was spattered on her hands and on her upper lip. Black circles lined her eyes.

She looked like she had been to hell and back and intended on bringing Matt back with her.

The fool. He was supposed to be one of them. Word was he had tried to escape. Change of face to better switch to the Order. She saw him walk in, chatting with the muggles. She would either drag him back to Ne'Os or kill him and be done with it. She shot another Crucio at him but it hit the pillar. She looked around, muggles running away. A huge blockish sculpture stod before her. With a snarl, she lept onto it and scaled it to the top, perching atop it like a wild beast.

He turned to face her but didn't move. Suddenly, he said she knew him. She rolled her eyes. DUH! He flung a curse at her and she lept over it, flinging herself toward him, claws reaching for his shoulders and teeth for his clavicle.

Matt barely had time to react as she leaped towards him. He quickly jumped out of the way but felt her claws connect with his shoulders. He heard his suit rip and felt searing pain then the feel of warm blood seeping from the wound. He grabbed his shoulder in pain and quickly fell to his knees. He realized he couldn't say down for long because soon enough, Naomi would be after his ass again. He cursed under his breath as he looked at the wound, it was pretty bad. He got back up to his feet slowly as she turned to face him again. He quickly pointed his wand at the pillar that she was standing next to. "Bombarda!' he yelled as the bottom of the pillar exploded and it began to fall over. She was still a large part werewolf so that wasn't going to stop her.

He quickly ran towards the big statue and hid behind it again. All he could really do at this point was run. So she definitely knew him, and now he understood why she was trying to kill him. She, like every other Death Eater out there, was aware of Matt's status with them. He had left their ranks years ago, he had a change of heart. Much to the dismay of his Aunt and father, he joined the Order. He didn't talk to his father that much anymore. He still had the occasional owl from his Aunt, a lot of them were death threats. But the odd one was a simple hello letter. He was her special nephew, and that would never go away. Sure it was out of character but it's just life. His heart was racing and his shoulders till hurt. This was NOT going to end well for either of them.

When Naomi collided with him, she felt her claws connect with flesh and dig some of it out. However, she had pushed off with too much force and she continued to tumble, tumbling right over his shoulders and landing heavily at the foot of a pillar. She pushed herself up, poised like a runner- arse in the air, head lowered, arms and legs straight. The only difference was the look of bloodthirsty wrath in her eyes and the satisfied grin.

However, Matt was already responding. She tried to spring forward, but plaster exploded into her face and a heavy block landed on her back. She yelped and shook herself free from the rubble. She saw him disappear behind the statue and she silently backed up. Suddenly, she charged the statue and collided with it, turning to use her full weight. The statue toppled forward...

Matt could really feel the pain coming from the gash in his shoulder now. He was panting now, he hadn't had enough time to work out or anything. His stamina was low and he was slower than usual. Normally he would have been able to easily dodge her claws. He cursed under his breath as he looked at it once again. It was definitely going to stain his suit. He groaned and when he heard the pillar begin to topple over he smiled briefly. He was expecting a growl of some sorts. He had almost preferred a growl because he was not prepared for what happened next.

All of a sudden the statue he was leaning against was toppling forwards about to crush him. His eyes widened with fright and he pointed his wand at the ground. "Bombarda!" he yelled, and the ground blew up at his feet. A few shards hit him in the face and hands but there was a large hole in the ground he had just enough time to crawl into. The statue toppled right on the top of the hole and Matt was safe inside. He was breathing heavy and quickly. Eyes still wide, a part of the statue was touching his nose. His back to the ground he pointed his wand upwards again and muttered a spell under his breath. A bit of the statue broke apart and he crawled out, a dirty and dusty mess. "Good lord woman! Are you trying to kill me?" he taunted as he coughed and looking at Naomi.

Naomi dropped to the ground, crouching animalistically once again, as though she preferred four legs to two in this fight. She dropped her head to the ground to watch her prey trapped underneath the statue and saw that he had somehow survived and was still managing to move about. With a small snarl, she stood, looking around. She found an exhibit of metal spheres suspended by strings. With a smile and flash of nails, she freed the spheres and caught them in her arms.

He crawled out and proved himself to be the fool he was. Traitor. "Well, I'm obviously not trying to recruit you," she growled, throwing one of the spheres. If one connected, it had the potential to crush and break- ooh, how she wanted that. "That's an idea though, huh?" Throw. "Wanna join up, Matty-boy? We sure would love to have you!" Throw.

Matt's eyes widened as he realized what was coming after him. He could sort of hear Naomi over the sound of exploding metal. He felt bits and pieces hit his face and winced in pain as a large chunk cut his leg. When she was finished throwing he looked around. Anything to help, anything at all. He groaned, although he had the high ground he was facing a very pressing matter that required the utmost precision spells. Oh, to hell with it! "Confringo!" he yelled pointing at one of the orbs that was on the ground next to her. That would at least buy him some time.

He jumped down from the rubble that used to be a statue and looked around. There were stairs, he could try a different exhibit. Something planetary maybe, cause Jupiter to blow up in her face. The idea made him grin and he booked it up the stairs and ran into the nearest exhibit he could find; dinosaurs. He was alone, he couldn't hear her. But he knew she would be with him shortly, he had to devise a plan and quick. He cursed under his breath, "Blimey, I'm rusty." he muttered to himself as he looked around.

She threw the last of the spheres, and the action distracted her from noticing the attack aimed on a more southward plane. His spell heated the sphere and threw it towards her leg. She dodged it mostly (had it hit her her leg would have broken) but the brushing of it was enough to bruise and burn her leg. She howled out and tripped forward, both of her hands gripping the injured area of her leg. She looked up to see him running off. She looked up and saw him heading to the top tier of the dinosaur exhibit.

She took off running towards the lower deck and looked up. The massive skeletons of the prehistoric skeletons hid her from his view on the top deck. She began to climb the leg of the t-rex, careful to stay on the side hidden from her prey's view. When she reached the neck, she pulled herself up and cast a spell towards Matt. A rope burst from her wand but remained connected. It wrapped around Matt and she pulled. It pulled him over the deck and onto the skeleton of another prehistoric creature.

Matt was busy looking around the room to figure out a plan. "So if I make that explode in her face..." he muttered to himself. "No, no, that won't be enou-" but before he could finish he felt rope wrap around his legs. He let out a short yelp and soon found himself soaring through the air. He landed on his back on the back of a skeleton. He gasped in a few breaths, the wind had been knocked out of him. He straightened up, putting his hands behind his back grasping back bones. He groaned and looked around, he could see Naomi on another dinosaur. He sighed quickly and pointed his wand at the ropes around his leg. The quickly quickly caught on fire and disappeared. "Good, now, where were we?" he said looking right at her.

He pointed his wand directly at her. "Stupefy." he muttered quietly. He figured if he at least tried hiding his spells it could have an upper hand. Matt was way too rusty for this, he could feel his back beginning to ache. He was getting old. He noticed that there were a few more skeletons in the room and they were fairly close together. If he had been in better shape he would have attempted to jump to another one. He quickly looked down, "Yeah, no." he muttered to himself as he shook his head.