SURPRISE ATTACK[23]

[Lord Voldemort]

<A quick flick and a silent protego spell protected him from the curse, and sent it flying back towards his attacker.>

Do not toy with me! Give me Potter!

[Elric Marwood]

*His own curse rebounds and hits him hard in the chest. He is knocked back and hits his head hard, falling unconscious.*

[Django]

*A little unsure of what his duty was now that Marwood was knocked out, he stayed still, allowing the aurors to make their move.*

[Thorfinn Rowle]

::Thorfinn holds his firing. Chills go up and down his spine as he listens to Voldemort's demands. The man was a genius and he wondered if He knew how much Thorfinn adored him. Looking over to see that Crouch had already taken a hostage, Thorfinn decided he should try and do the same.::

Hey mate! Good job! I'll go find us another! Two is always much more fun than one!

::He laughed giddily as he looked over to see the welcome witch. He decided she was better than nothing at all. He grabbed her by the collar of her shirt and dragged her over to the other side of the hall. He jabbed his wand into her neck. He smiled and turned to Crouch.::

Let's see how well these aurors can save TWO hostages...

[Barty Crouch Jr]

*Cackles, watching as Rowle drags the Welcome Witch forward*

Good thinking!

*Looks back down at his hostage, rubbing his stubbly cheek against hers*

Now... which curse to use? I don't want to kill you just yet, but what sort of death eater would I be if I didn't cause a decent amount of pain?

*Laughs, jabbing the healer with his wand*

Any suggestions?

[Lord Voldemort]

<He is pleased to see his followers dragging hostages into clear view of his enemies. He shouts to the Aurors.>

You see! My men have no fear of harming these fools. We have countless inside, and within Novus Universitas we have three of your own that I will kill with no hesitation.

All I ask is that you give me Potter, in exchange for their lives.

Am I not reasonable?

[Welcome Witch]

*She winces as the wand is jabbed into her neck, and tears begin to stream from her eyes again.*

[Lord Voldemort]

<He does not wait long for the Aurors to respond before giving the command.>

Death Eaters, let the hostages know how serious we are.

[Thorfinn Rowle]

::Hearing his Master's wishes, Rowle had to restrain himself from just killing the poor witch. He remembered that playing with his victims always gave him great pleasure.::

::Whispering into the witch's ear:: "Do you have any preferences? Any spells you want to try out?...No?... hmmm... Pity. Let's try this one..."

::With his wand still jabbed into her neck and a smile on his face, Thorfinn calmly said "Crucio" and red light ejected from his tip and met its target. He couldn't help but giggle like a little schoolgirl as he watched the witch wither in pain.::

[Barty Crouch Jr]

*Giggles maniachly, watching Rowle as he Crucios the witch*

*Whispers to the girl he was holding*

That looks fun! Shall we try it?

*Sends the jet of red from the tip of his wand straight into the woman's neck without waiting for an answer*

Now, scream, my pretty. Scream!

[Juliette Sinclair]

P..please...let me go...I'm j...just a healer...

*Juliette pulled her face back from his, her body shivering. Her eyes were filled fear as she stood there in the middle of the attack, knowing she was about to be cursed. She closed her eyes praying and wishing it were nothing but a dream, but she knew it wasn't. She could feel him breathing in her ear and the tip of his wand at her neck. And it became apparent when she fell to the ground writhing in pain that it was not a dream. She bit down on her tongue, trying hard not to scream, trying hard not to give him what he wanted.*

[Edgar Ashwood]

*Looks at his colleges, hoping one of them would speak up*

*Hears the screams from inside the building, spurring him into action*

*Whispers*

Sonorous...

You know we don't have Potter! Give up the hospital or we're coming in.

*He knows they are outnumbered by Death Eaters, but also knows they have more to loose - Aurors fight on principle, Death Eaters fight for gain*

[Barty Crouch Jr]

*Carries on torturing the healer, a wide smile on his face beneath his Death Eater mask, determined to carry on until she screamed until her throat bled for trying to defy him*

*Hears the Law Enforcer's voice magnified and turns to look at the Dark Lord for instruction*

[Bellatrix Lestrange]

*Apparates in under clouds of black smoke and bows to her Master*

My apologies for the delayed arrival my Lord. What do you command of me?

[Lord Voldemort]

<He raises his hands high and speaks with a loud authorative voice.>

They don't have Potter. Make them suffer until they do!