RP: A trap turns into a battle...
Date: July 23, 2005 (5ish in the morning)
Characters: A whole bunch of people – add your tags
Location: Glastonbury Tor
Private/Public: Very, very public
Rating: NC-17 for violence and death
Warnings: Probably more than could fit…violence, death, torture, hexes…
Summary: A trap slams shut.
Completion: InComplete

There was a feeling of fright and dread in the air already, as well as one of anticipation. Bellow the hill Aurors and Order members were arriving, confused to see each other but all determined, even trying to get the Muggles down from the power lines. Lucius chuckled at their vain attempts, watching them from his position at the hill, hidden beneath an invisibility cloak.

Ensuring with hushed whispered that both Natasha and Darby were masked and turned so that the Aurors couldn't see who they were, Lucius judged the situation, waiting until they were close enough to see them, but far enough that they would still think Natasha and Darby were Bellatrix and Rabastian, thenhe threw off the cloak. Smirking as the three of them stood out in the pale light of the moon, he let go of the lifeless form of one more Muggle, letting it roll down the hill at the people gathered below. Natasha laughed manically – her laugh almost earily like Bellatrix's. He watched the Aurors and soldiers look up, point and scream.

'It's them!' he heard, then they moved – almost as one – up the hill, some running, some moving more slowly.

'Take them alive!'

Utter fools!

A few moments later they were all on the hill, and Lucius raised his wand sending up bright green sparks into the air – only a taste of what would come – then the trap sprung shut around the group, DEs pouring out from every bush and shrub in the area – completely and utterly surrounding the Order members.

It was going to be a fine slaughter tonight.