Beyond The Darkness : RP: No warning

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* december 2005, - complete, - npc, justin finch-fletchley, miles bletchley, millicent bulstrode

RP: No warning
Date: December 8, 2005 (this is taking place in the afternoon before the lighting party)
Characters: Millicent, Miles, Justin, Tim Bradmyre (NPC), Cloyd Bakefeld (NPC), Darby Kentaker (NPC)
Location: Millicent's home
Private/Public: Private
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Rape, violence
Summary: Tim, Darby and Cloyd make good on their threats to teach Millicent a lesson
Completion: Complete

Millicent really didn't want to go to the party tonight. She was tired and felt worn and still had moments where she wanted to do nothing but cry. Her heart was hurting, and the look on Ella's face, the change in her mood, was breaking her heart.

Still, the party would be good distraction – for Ella at least – and it was tradition and she really couldn't refuse Ella to take part in it. The option not to go was really not there, was it?

Having to work a few hours this morning, she'd dropped off Ella and Liam at Rosie's (she couldn't believe she had been attacked yet again) and was due to pick them up when she got off. Yet when she did, she couldn't bring herself to get them. She was so tired, and what she really needed was just an couple of hours of piece and quiet. Maybe Rosie wouldn't mind? She could go home, take a rest, then get dressed for the party and go and get Ella and Liam. It would actually be easier getting them ready if she was already dressed to go.

Deciding it was probably the wisest choice, she changed direction of her steps, heading home instead. Yet there she could hardly rest at all. Just the feel of her bed felt strange when there was no weight on the other side, no warm body go press up against. She did not lay there long before giving up on rest and started to stare at her closet instead.

It was odd. With Pansy's gift she did have robes that would look splendid tonight. The light pink ones – but she'd worn those to her first date with Justin. The deep blue ones – but she'd worn those when she went with Justin to the ball. Fighting back the tears, she pushed all of them away, every single one of them representing a hope she no longer had. A normal life, a family, happiness – love. It was all a vain hope.

She settled for deep red robes she'd worn as a whore, just charming the neckline to move up a bit. Looking at herself in the mirror the robes reminded her of what she truly was – worthless.

She hardly noticed the knock on the door at first, too caught up in the image of her old self in the mirror, but they knocked again. Looking towards the door, she left the room and walked downstairs to the hallway, opening the door, her eyes widening in surprise when she saw the men outside until she realised what they must be after.

'Miles lives next door,' she said, leaning out slightly from her door and pointing at the door that was his. 'He's not at home though,' she added, trying to keep her annoyance from her voice. Merlin knew where Miles was these days.

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bd_millicent
2007-12-08 01:36 (link)

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She saw Miles' lips moving, but she couldn't hear. It was as she was a daze where nothing was real other than the pain and the shame and the anger that started to move through her vanes.

They've used Ella to make her stop fighting. They'd threatened her little girl. She felt the bonds leave her, and somehow got up, snatching her arm from Miles, the touch of another human making her flinch.

She still couldn't speak, but she didn't need to as her eyes fell on Darby, his cock still out and hard from the bind. Dark magic moved through her body, through her eyes to the spells she'd learned to make use of so long ago. She may not have a wand or even a voice but he screamed when his cock was torn from his body, the carpet beneath him becoming red with his blood now, not hers.

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bd_deatheater
2007-12-08 01:48 (link)

Darby was pissed as hell, fully intent on getting out of this and making the bastard play when he saw Bulstrode get up. What she did to him make him scream like nothing before. The pain wracked his body so hard he couldn't even struggle, the blood pouring from him like a sieve.

Soon the pain and blood loss became too much. His body collapsed and he passed out wondering if he was ever going to wake up again.

bd_miles
2007-12-08 01:57 (link)

Millicent pulled away from him with a sharp tug. He stood back, his wand still pointed at her attackers.

A moment later he felt a surge of dark magic - he'd not felt a spell like that in years. At least, not since he'd been around his brother when he'd been working dark magic.

One of the fellows - Derby? Danby? Danny? - went down. There was blood and an ear splitting girlish scream, and that was his... penis... lying there detached on the floor.

Miles' eyes watered in sympathy, his own cock glad to be well hidden (even if the idiot deserved it). He knew not to piss Millicent off that much, and would never doubt her fury again.

bd_millicent
2007-12-08 02:02 (link)

His screams were not enough, and she could still feel the dark magic sing in her system. She wanted revenge, wanted them to pay, all of them.

Snatching one of their wands from Miles, she flicked it at Darby, waking him up to his pain, then turned it on Tim, an all too familiar spell flowing through the wand as she inflicted the very same pain he'd caused her on him. He screamed, and cried, and she turned the wand making it worse. The third one looked scared, as he should. He'd not been as bad as the others but he'll get what was coming too him.

She was too angry to notice the pain in her own body, the wounds in her back, the blood that ran down her thighs... She didn't care. For the first time in a weeks she felt in control, and she put all of her own pain into the spell racking through Tim.

bd_deatheater
2007-12-08 02:08 (link)

Tim had been struggling against the body bind when the bitch had gotten up and then... then Darby had started screaming and his cock was lying in the ground in front of him. Tim paled at that and suddenly stopped struggling.

His eyes widened when she turned to him but that was all he had time to do before he was suddenly overwhelmed with pain. Pain unlike anything he'd ever felt before. He screamed, shrieked, cried, struggled fruitlessly against the body bind. All he wanted was for the pain to stop... but it didn't. It got worse and soon all he could feel was pain.

bd_millicent
2007-12-08 02:15 (link)

She had not felt like this in years. Not even when hexing Dennis. In the very back of her mind she could hear Professor Snape warning her to use spells like this, but she didn't care, the voice was not strong enough. Not stronger than the pain she felt as she turned her wand on Cloyed and tuning him into the pain that both his friends were feeling.

She didn't stop, didn't want to stop. The magic on its own was addictive and right in that moment she wanted to kill all three of them.

bd_miles
2007-12-08 02:22 (link)

Miles saw her do the same to the other fellow, and he could even feel just how much dark magic she was wielding. There was a look in her eye. He knew it well. He'd seen it in his brother when he'd gone too close to being all consumed by dark magic.

He knew far too well just how addictive it could be, and as she turned, he suspected she was going to let it consume her and control them.

Physically restraining Millicent wasn't a good idea in this mood. He was far too attached to his own cock, and didn't want her mistaking him for another attacker. But long forgotten memories brought back a spell that he remembered, and he pointed his wand at her.

"Millicent," he said in a commanding voice that was laced with its own dark, coercive magic. "Stop now. You've done enough." His father had taught him the spell, in the event they would ever need to stop Troy if he got out of control. As he sought to command her to stop, he could feel the thrill of wielding dark magic, but he quickly brushed that aside. "Think of your daughter." If that thought didn't get to her, then nothing would, and she would be lost.

	bd_deatheater 2007-12-08 02:28 (link) Select
	Cloyd was scared and that was something he wasn't used to. When he saw Darby's cock torn from him, he realized that this wasn't such a good idea and he hoped that they made it out alive. He screamed when the pain hit him. He had never felt anything like it, it felt like the pain was all over him. He wanted it to stop and at this point he didn't care how. (Reply to this)(Parent)

bd_millicent
2007-12-08 02:38 (link)

She could feel herself slipping into the comfort of the dark, though she did not care anymore. But then there was a voice, commanding her, wanting her to obey. It reminded her of Troy and for a moment she wondered if this would be the time she outdid him, punished him, truly hurt him the way he had her. She turned towards Miles, but the thought of Ella brought all her pain crashing down on her again.

She felt lost, alone, weak. The magic left her as if disgusted and only will held her upright as she started to feel how much pain she was in. Every inch of her body was aching, she was bleeding... She looked around the room, disgusted, dropping the wand to the floor.

'I'm going to take a shower, have them out of my sight when I get back down,' she said not knowing where she got her strenght from now when the magic had left her.

Her voice sounded foreign, raspy, probably from the pressure of the belt. She didn't care. Holding her head high, she walked towards the door, every step she took hurting her. Clenching her teeth together she forced herself not to wince, not so show them they'd hurt her, not show Miles her weakness - he'd seen enough of that today.

One step, two steps, three steps...she counted each one in her mind. Three more and she'd be out of the room. Four to reach the stairs then thirteen steps upstairs. She'd be out of their sight, she'd shower, heal - at least her body would, she'd force herself to forget. She'd move on.

She had to.

bd_miles
2007-12-08 02:52 (link)

Miles saw the moment when she let the magic go - feeling it ebbing away. He let go of his own grasp on the spell, feeling a protest from the magic as he did so.

He heard her speak, sounding so... normal. He let out a breath that he didn't realise he held, but glanced at her in concern. He was about to protest and ask if she wanted a healer, but he wasn't about to argue with her.

Miles was concerned for her, glancing in her direction as she walked tall and proudly to the stairs.

But turning back, he saw the mess and could still hear the whining cries of the three idiots. Still holding onto their wands he summoned the three, hearing more cries as they magically were dragged to the middle of the floor.

He bound them magically with rope, and grabbed an apple core that he found on the kitchen bench. Turning it into a portkey, he glared at them. "You deserve everything you got. I'm sure Rodolphus would love to hear of your stupidity."

Setting the portkey to take them to Upper Slaughter, he threw it on top of them, watching as they vanished a moment later. The cessation of their cries made the place seem more silent than it was. There was the sound of running water upstairs, and he pointed his wand at the bloodstains on the carpet.

He saw that one of the severed cocks was still lying there, and with a quick "Incendio", the offending appendage was turned to ash. It didn't take long for Miles to clean the place, his concern turning back to Millicent as he thought to wander up the stairs and wait outside the bathroom. He would be there if she needed him.

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