Something isn't Right...

[John Mosmorken]

I rn through the front door of the Three Broomsticks before anyone could stop me as I drew my wand out of my pocket. I aimed at the Head Girl, who had the pleasure of pissing me off earlier in the day. I ran up as I thrust my hand downward in one fluid motion, screaming, "Hellinlash", The fiery stars that signalled the activation of the curse shot at Trinity. Whether the curse had made its contact would be known in a matter of seconds. The curse was one of my own invention, calling forth the fiery plains of Hell. Trinity, if the curse had hit its target, would be thrown into the fiery depths of Hell for about twenty seconds. The pain of ten thousand years in Hell would bare down on her in those twenty seconds. She would never leave, but her mind and body would feel the pain. Her eyes would burn, and her skin would steam. It was the perfect curse. The first, it seemed, had missed, so I shot two more, increasing the percentage of chances to hit the target.

[Altera Neco]

Altera grinned revealing his abnormally pointed teeth and laughed as Siren held him up in the air by his throat. "I'm afraid that you'll have to find a different corpse tonight, dear Siren!" Altera laughed as he said this and he used his speed to slip from her grasp and he took the dueling stance.
"Do you care to bet your life tonight?" Altera inquired of Siren as he stood there with his maniacal grin painted on his face.

[Trinity Luther]

(Umm....I'm not in the store anymore John....)

I easily dodged John's second attack, but I narrowly missed the third in my haste to get behind him and blast with my wand. My natural speed would have normally been a great help in a one-on-one battle, but the close street and panicking crowd made it somewhat difficult even though it was thinning out. I whispered in his ear. "So Mosmorken. We see your true colors. Black isn't your shade." I said before kicking him in the back and shouting at him with my wand "Incendio!" As the words left my lips, the force created a huge blaze straight at John's body.

[Siren Wilson]

Siren slowly rolled her neck on her shoulders licking her lips. She could almost taste his iron-filled blood on her tongue and the thought was doing strange things to her body. "Neco..." She breathed his name in a soft, dangerous whisper that she knew he could still hear as if it were in his ear. "Have you learned nothing from our previous encounter? I'll be quite honest. I did make the oversight of believing you dead since I didn't drain you. I was trying to be a good girl. But tonight seems to be your night darling." She said with a mocking sort of laughter. Her wand was stowed in her robes. She wouldn't need it besides where was the fun in doing things the human way this time? "It's only our second date, but I can't wait to have you for dinner..." She said lethally before disappearing into the shadows even from his advanced vision.

[John Mosmorken]

((What are you talking about. I said that I came out of the store, saw you and attacked. How could I attack you if you were in a store and I not?))

I spun as she slipped behind me, but not fast enough (since you so rudely god-modded). I was trown back. I threw my legs back and flipped myself up, sending two stunning spells out as I did. I turned and shot my arm out, shooting the curse at her again.

[Altera Neco]

((Your post makes it seem as if you ran into the store))

Altera grinned even more still as Siren accepted the challenge. "Though I do believe that you will find me more of a challenge now compared to back when we last met in Transylvania. And now I believe that it is customary to let women go first, is it not?" Altera bowed sarcastically and put his wand away too. "Your move, Siren." He felt a strong blood-lust overcome him as he began to change into his true vampiric form.

[Siren Wilson]

Siren's fangs curved down across her bottom lip as her hunger surged through her. She couldn't help but smile at Neco's retort. Her voice echoed around the alleyway making it difficult to pin point her exact location. "How kind. They'll say Neco always remembered to be a gentleman even as he died. Bow to your defeat Neco....I might make it less painful that way." Her mocking chuckle was low, but loud enough to probably ring in his ears as the alley way began to slowly disappear, the noise from the battle began to die away, and everything around Neco became dark. He was quickly enveloped in shadows so deep that even his superior sight wouldn't be able to focus in them. Siren's voice alone could be heard in this place of her creation. "I wonder Neco.....are you afraid of the dark?"

[Trinity Luther]

(Thank you Altera...that was the essential point I was trying to make....And I didn't god-mod...I only said that I went behind you and kicked you, how did that control anything your character did??)

One of his stunning spells hit dead on the mark as the blow to my stomach sent me hurtling backwards onto my behind. I couldn't dwell on the pain or the shock as I forced my limbs to dodge his next attack. I could feel my scrapes begin to heal themselves and thanked God once again that my giant-born hide kept me conscious. I could still see remnants of the fire I'd conjured flickering in the air and quickly grabbed onto them with my mind. I spread my hands wide in front of me and created a wall of fire to block his attacks. "Give it up John! You can't win this!" I yelled to him from behind the inferno of heat as I started walking towards him pushing the wall of fire closer and closer to him.

[Courtney Amyca Dolohov]

Courtney watched with disgust as the werewolf took down Death Eater after Death Eater. It wasn't so much that he was killing her minions that bothered her as much as the fact that he was breathing her air. Miserable half-breed wretch. Was clearly flashing through her mind, but she took care to keep a gratuitous expression on her face as though he were a savior. She moved closer to him adjusting her stride to walk like the commoner she looked like and not like the model/empress that she actually is. "Watch out behind you!!" She cried as she blasted away a Death Eater who was pouncing behind him with a silver dagger. What a shame...[/b][/color]She thought as she realized she'd just to have to kill him herself later. A thought she kept carefully shielded from someone who she knew could read them.[/color]

[Umeru Ichimei]

(Reminder - only Umeru knows that it is his puppet fighting unless anyone's character has accute senses ie, most non-humans or anyone with abnormal sense powers)

Umeru left the Three Broomsticks and entered into the fray that covered the streets. He looked around, pleased that he could take his revenge upon the plebeians that had tainted Hogwarts over the years. "Accio Puppet!" Umeru yelled as he raised his wand into the air above his head. The puppet he had crafted himself appear in front of him as he finished the spell and he grinned at the thought of being able to give it a test run. "Kijutsu Kairaishi!" he thought to himself as he dropped his wand to the ground. He could feel the magical energy that flowed between him and the puppet and he flexed a few of his fingers and was overcome with an evil joy as it moved flawlessly to his commands. The puppet knelt down and picked up the wand while Umeru retreated to the shadows used the puppets imitation ability to cloak it. The puppet, following Umeru's commands, walked calmly through the streets and joined Trinity in her battle against John, one of Umeru's fellow Slytherins.
"Need help?" The puppet said in a cold, almost mechanical, way and Umeru's wand slowly began change into a sword made of earth. The puppet took a fighting stance and awaited permission to help. Umeru laughed quietly from the shadows, his plan was working out quiet nicely.

[Altera Neco]

"More important than that, are you afraid of death?" Altera retorted to Siren as the darkness surrounded him. "Besides, you should know by now that I preffer the dark. But first, allow me to show my full potential!" Altera let his bloodlust free and he could feel all of the changes that were happening to him as he turned into his full vampiric form. Altera closed his eyes ad waited, listening for any indication of Siren's attack.

[Albus Dumbledore]

I sent the signal to the Headquarters before joining the battle. I strolled quickly through the street, flicking my wand at each Death Eater that I saw, binding them to the ground. There had to be something more, everyone here was a pawn, at the lower end of Voldemort's totem pole. The only Death Eater who was actually high in the ranks was Altera. I would let Siren handle it, it was her battle. I watched in dismay as students joined the fight. The students were fighting each other. I saw Trinity and Umeru's puppet (Dumbledore has to know about it.) standing in front of a wall of fire, advancing on an unknown target. That was an odd pair, Trinity and Umeru. I continued down the road taking down as many Death Eaters as I could.

[John Mosmorken]

I rolled and sprung to my feet. The two were advancing on me quickly, the fire growing hotter. I pulled out the small metal marbles out of my pocket and tossed them to the ground. I pulled my wand towards the marbles and said, "Kivenlay" and the marbles burst into motion. Each marble was forced to revolve around another. The marbles grew quicker, looking like atoms swirling around, creating a chaos that would hopefully finish off the fire. With my wand I moved the marbles toward the fire.

[Siren Wilson]

Altera's self-righteous degree did not deter Siren for the slightest moment, but watching his transformation did change her attitude exponentially: it made her more excited. In movements to quick for normal eyes to follow, she pounced from the shadows coming from every direction seemingly at the same time as she threw hit after hit, kick after kick, and snarled mercilessly at Altera from the heart of the darkness.

[Trinity Luther]

I was shocked to see this strange almost human-like thing (I'm a part-human...that counts right?) come to my aid. Normally I would be very suspicious and skeptical of its almost perfect timing, but at the moment a begger really couldn't be a chooser. "All right! Take out those metal ball before take out all my fire! I can only keep producing so much to compensate!" I yelled over the roar of battle and the heat of the flames not really sure if it should bother me that I was taking help from this creature~was it even alive?~that I'd never seen or heard of before....