Death of Seasons[kidnap], tag; Bellatrix

[daimond sucre wolfe]

Writhing with sickness, thrown into banality, I decay


As she opened her eyes, she felt her head throb and she quickly closed her eyes again as she grabbed her head. What was going on, all she knew was her head was throbbing and the world around her was dark, where was she? Wasn’t she at first walking down the streets of Diagon Alley looking for a pet for Remus and her, since they just had moved in. But, this wasn’t any where near Diagon Alley, she was sure. No, it was too…different and wrong to even be Knockturn alley. Growling from the pain in her head, she sniffed the air. Danger, there was the scent of danger in the air and she was stuck right in the middle of it.

As she opened her eyes again, holding her head still, she attempted to stand up. Though her legs felt like jelly as she did and instead she just sank back to the floor. What was happening? Legs that felt like jelly, head that throbbed, and in a dark room, really what was going on? Then it hit her as hard as a rock, she was in the hands of one of them. Someone had snatched Dai and hurried her into a basement type of room. And she was trapped down there, now, and had to try and get out of there before anyone could have a chance to hurt her. If she wanted to live and fight for peace, and for Remus, she needed to get out now.

And with a whimper her head started to throb again, and she hunched over what was wrong, why couldn’t she move with out pain. Removing her hand from where it was positioned on her head, she licked her fingers. Sniffing the air, she knew what it was and why she was so dizzy, and luckily enough she was a werewolf and could heal quickly. It was dried blood, and that only meant that she must have been smacked on the side of her pretty little head. That was why she was throbbing and had no memory of getting here.

Who did this? She sniffed the air, and picked up a scent. Something she remembered from school, the perfume covered girl. Growling, she turned to what she thought was a door and sniffed again. She was coming closer and Dai had to be ready, the beast inside her was already growling and urging her to attack, just to survive. Would she be able to though….

[remus john lupin]

A rather attractive looking witch walked down the halls of the hideout she and a few other death eaters shared as a temporary home at times, always before winning the battle. Oh the glorious day… Dumbledore imprisoned, Order member’s dead. Bella had been able to smell the victory in the air as she’d basked under the blood red sky. .
This was the path she’d chosen after school. The first chance Bellatrix had gotten she’d gone over to Voldemort’s side. The dark side. The winning side.

Smirking the woman’s dark heavy lidded eyes were fixed on a door she was headed towards. The heavy wooden door she’d trapped that stupid Wolfe behind.
She hated that girl, always had, and always would. Never really got along with her sister and brother either. And what do you know; she’d chosen the wrong side to hang her allegiance on.

It had been ages since Bella had seen Daimond. But she’d not changed all that much since. Her figure was a little bolder, sexy, but dark all the same in the tight black dress she wore which intoxicated her boyfriend Rodolphus. They’d been dating since school, and hadn’t stopped since, having gotten past the ‘on and off’ stage. They were thinking of marrying, he was pureblooded, good looking; his loyalty had fallen to the right side of this whole battle. And he happened to be rich. Exactly Bellatrix’s type.

Capturing the girl had been all too easy; the girl didn’t even know what had hit her as she’d fallen to the ground. Bella just strolling over and lifting her up, no one around as she’d brought her here. Knowing for a fact she’d been working against Bella’s side.

Her heels clinked as she walked and two wands were held in the witch’s hand as she opened the door with a soft flick and smirked noticing the woman inside, a dastardly grin appearing on Bella’s lips as she slammed and locked the door behind her. Stopping and leaning to the side a bit while crossing her arms and gazing down at her opponent. Her prisoner.

“Well well well…” Bella grinned; her teeth perfectly strait rows as the eyes glinted, flipping her hair over a shoulder. “What have we here, poor little puppy lost her way?” he smirked. Referring to her as a puppy for the wolfish ways she acted when angry. And oh had Bella seen her angry.
Though at the moment she looked far too weak for anything. “Awe your head hurt?” she mocked with an evil sneer. “I’d help but… I’d really rather watch you suffer” she laughed with another grin.

[daimond sucre wolfe]

Writhing with sickness, thrown into banality, I decay


She heard the door open and she quickly glared at it, and was ready to attack. With the current situation, she really didn’t care if she was acting wereish or not, it was life or death here. Really, nothing more than another trail and another way to bring what she were to a weapon. And as she saw the figure stand in the door, she grinned evilly and eyes flashed to her and she growled. She was going to make it out of here, and she was going to ignore the throbbing head. The beast within was pretty much ready to attack, even in her human form.

She made sure that she would be ready and to strike at the right moment. The moment that would count so then she could knock that person out of the way and make her run for freedom, she wasn’t going to fall. And with baring white teeth, she sniffed the air again, it was Bellatrix. She knew she recognized that nasty smell, and that damned woman. She was the worst person to ever have lived, and she was related to the Blacks. The most disgusting family to have lived, all excluding Sirius of course. Still though, to her the Blacks were just scum, and they needed to be shown that. She seemed to snap at the woman and growl, “You…Let me out.”

She raised herself up, as light as her head was and as jelly as her legs felt, the strength taking over from within and anger. Just wait till she had gotten the strength to attack her, oh she was ready to tear her to pieces and rip open her heart. Even if it took her awhile and maybe all her strength she would get out and kill this woman, that she had hated for all these years. She was a horrible bitch and she deserved to die. Especially since what her family did to Sirius, they about knocked him out of the family. For what, just because he joined the rightful side.

Hopefully Regulas and the rest of the smart ones would keep to their brothers actions and do the same. The rest of the Blacks were completely ridiculous, and hopefully would get killed. “And that’s not thanks to you.” She walked towards her, gaining speed.

[bellatrix druella black]

Bella's amusment grew as the woman raised herself up. What an idiot... Dai looked worse for ware then anything, even if she did manage to attack her, Bellatrix had two wands. This woman had none.

"Oh come now Daimond" she smirked watching as she started to walk forward. "Can you really be so blind as to notice when you've got a sever disadvantage?" She questioned, one delecate black eyebrow raising. Hands moving from across her chest to her hips and flipping a curtain of ebony black hair over a shoulder glancing back to the charging girl and just flicking her wand sending her crashing back against the wall again with a smirk and a bit of a giggle.

"Really sweetheart" She mocked walking over towards her. "There's no way I could let you out of here, and I really don' feel like wasting my strength trying" she sneered rolling those beautiful but dark eyes.
"And I don't think you should waste yours either... It's not like your side's on the top of the pile now is it?" She mocked with a pout. "I bet no one will even notice you're gone"

Shrugging Bella sighed in obviously exsagurated remorse. "To bad for the little puppy hmm Dai?" she cackled with a giggle backing towards the doorway again.

[peter keegan wolfe jr]

Writhing with sickness, thrown into banality, I decay


Dai glared up at this woman, her growl deeper and her eyes flashing still, “Let me Go if you know what is best for you guys.” Really whatever else that woman was saying, she was ignoring there really was now point in listening to the enemy. They were normally not friends, and they just tried to get into your mind. To tell of secrets and all, they really wanted to just mess with the inside and see the results on the outside. She really didn’t feel like loosing more of her sanity and especially to this woman. She already had something within making her loose touch of the world, she really didn’t need anything else to help out with that.

Walking more towards the damned prat herself, she stopped and growled, the lady’s perfume was giving her a headache. What ever it was, it was put on so heavily that it was like a cloak around her. This might have been giving her a shield because Dai really didn’t want to get any where near the smell that was already helping her head throb. Really, she would catch this Bellatrix later, when there was less perfume on her. Maybe then she would be weaker anyways. Being that she would probably be asleep and caught off guard, and Dai would have the element of surprise by her side. Wrong side her ass, Bellatrix was on the wrong side and she would find out soon. It was inevitable.

Messing with one of the leaders of the Resistance was something this lady should have not done; it was all her faults if she would suffer do to it. Dai was not that easily forgiving and she wasn’t the type to take pity. If it meant her escape, then she would do it. There were maybe a few people in life that she would save along with her, or think twice about. But, Bellatrix was of course not one of them. Even during school, she had thoughts of killing her. Now would just be the best time to put them in action. Though of course, like she thought before when Bellatrix had less perfume on.

Man how much she hated that smell, whatever it was it didn’t smell sweet of spicy, just disgusting.

[bellatrix druella black]

The nineteen year old just laughed. "Darling," she sneered down at her mockingly, keeping the wand raised. Half in defense and half for intimidation. And she was keeping Daimond against the wall, able to do whatever she pleased to her in seconds.
"You best just not waist your breath on those thoughts" she smirked. "It's not as if you'll get out of here soon, your little 'gang' hasn't even shown up yet! And to think, your boyfriend's left you here to rot" she smirked. "Not to menchion thost blood traitors you call 'brother and sister'"
Bella rolled her beautiful deep eyes which were laced with eyeliner and mascara which matched the hair falling around her shoulders and cascading down the slim back.

"We are not going to let you go. And you can't do anything anyways" she smirked. "I mean, really" Bella rolled her eyes once more. "I have all the power at the moment, doesn't it seem that way?" he smirked watching her. "Test me, and I can garentee you'll see some results my dear. And I can't promise they wont be painless. Us deatheaters are taught by the Dark Lord himself" She smiled. An actual smile now, well.. besides the smugness that was caught within every aspect of it. She was right proud to be a deatheater and it showed.