How predictable, he thought to himself as he side-stepped Ne'Os's crucio, pulling Christabelle out of the way as he did so "Vampires, scum of the earth if you ask me. One day I'm going to treat you to a lovely sun rise Emof, you and that dirty vampire girlfriend of yours. The Order may be blind to your treachery but its in your animalistic nature to betray your masters. You have already dirtied your cards with the dark lord, its just a matter of time before the Phoenix dis-own you, then what will you do? Wander the night pointlessly, stealing children from their cribs? “ It had been a hatred which had been long burning within him. This half breed culture they lived in today was something he could not stand. Steps needed too be taken and certain people, disposed off. Only then could they rid the school of those Nicholas deemed, “Unworthy” to study magic. Muggle borns were not the problem in his eyes, surely upon his return the dark lord would follow Nicholas’s example? Vampires and Werewolves, the purge had begun in Nick’s eyes.
It was around this time the hooded man came into the picture, probably an associate of the vampires but there was something familiar in his voice. Indeed Nick seemed to remember hearing it before tonight, though where exactly he could not remember. His eyes followed him all the way to Ne’Os’s side, some sort of slave for sure, Nick smiled a small wicked grin, though why he was not particularly sure. He spoke calmly “A helper of vampires? How despicable, no matter, tonight is not the night for killing, nor is it the night for torturing. I mean why kill you now Ne’Os Emof? When there is no-one here to see you fall?” His eyes fell on the tall hooded figure, he seemed to be the leader of the two, at least he looked like he should have been. Then again vampires liked to play their games with the living didn’t they.
It was odd hearing Nicholas speak the way he did, his voice was full of hate, power and authority, yet he still managed to keep a gentlemanly, honourable air around him. Perhaps that battle with Matt a few days ago had really opened his eyes to the problems in the world. It had changed him no doubt about that, but it seemed to be a change for the worst, at least for his enemies sake. He stood stony faced and defiant in front of the attackers, who seemed to be stunned by his cold words. Nick took Christabelle by the hand and backed away towards Godrik, who still seemed to be incapacitated on the floor. His wand arm was still raised and pointed at Ne’Os and the hooded man.
The trio could apparate out of here somewhere safe, but now it was on. Things would no longer be the same, for Nick or for anyone else that met here tonight. Making sure his grip on Christabelle was firm, and that Godrik was touching some part of his body he prepared. He spoke once more however “I would spend less time out on the streets Emof and more time at home with that pretty wife of yours. Time is ticking, tick tock, tick, tock. Have you any last word’s gentlemen?”
Nick’s question was answered by a flurry of curses, in response to the Cruciatus curse sent at him Nick cast the protego charm, and Finite Incantatem. The charms protected Gordik from being paralysed but despite the protective charms the Cruciatus curse hit Nick. It was no-where near as strong as it could have been but it was still enough for him to grind his teeth as the pain overtook him. Knowing that resistance was futile, he simply closed his eyes and swished his wand. The movements caused agony in his joints and it felt like his muscles were tearing. Nick sent three curses, all non verbal at random targets, the spells crissed and crossed in the air as they choose at random who was going to be the unlucky receiver, a sectasempra curse shot towards Matt and two Cruciatus curses made their way to Ne’Os. He wouldn't be able to do that again, the only energy left in his body would be spent on apparating. The Cruciatus curse, lessened as the man who had a hold of him had too re-divert his attention elsewhere. His breathing steadeied and his eyes opened, waiting too see if he had hit his targets.
[Lets make Godrik and Christabelle the next two too post eh?]
by Ne'Os Emof Mon Sep 14, 2009 4:13 am
