One More Word and You Won't Surive [open]

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Fire. Fire and vengeance and the world burning at her feet. That was what Elaine wanted. She wanted to fall asleep to the lullaby of agonized screaming. She wanted everyone who challenged her to be heaped in a Stunned pile and set ablaze, with only their terrified eyes to give away their agony. An agony that Elaine longed for, that she craved. To see the traitors burn with the muggles, that was her greatest desire. The muggles didn't even matter anymore, not to her. The traitors were more important than the snivelling magic-less worms that pervaded the earth. The traitors were a roadblock on the path to her desired utopia. But did she even want that utopia anymore? Not really. She wanted to eradicate the traitors.

Elaine wandered through the station, disguised, of course. Only Desirae would have been able to recognize her, but Desirae wasn't here. The sheep didn't know the danger they were in, especially in Elaine's blazing frame of mind. She wanted to see the world burn. She amused herself by hexing unsuspecting passersby, tripping them, cutting the wheels to their luggage. But the hexes that would have amused her in the past were like alcohol to a dehydrated man. They did nothing but make her want more. How easy it would be to Imperius one of the children crossing her path to go jump in front of a train. How blissful to simply kill one half of the couple kissing goodbye to her left. But even that wasn't satisfying enough. Her anger had ascended to a much grander scale as she watched another train pull into the station.

The Rousseau girl had started it all. The first smudge in Elaine's grand plan. She had smeared the smudge by seizing control of Alastor, but the smudge was still there, taunting her, teasing her idea of perfection. And now the smudge appeared in each and every Purifier, like a cataract blocking her view. It was in her closest friend, Desirae. It was in Aerick, one of her most loyal followers. It was in Mathieu, her mole. It was all over Theo, who she was almost certain was a traitor. The smudge tainted them all. Any minute, any of them might turn on her. Much like if she were to reveal herself to the civilians around her, she was not safe, even amongst her closest followers.

Burn. They would all burn.

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Elaine Lyra Dupree

emile tapped his fingers against his arm as he waited for the train that was delivering his new cauldron. his father had decided to send it via train for whatever reason and not just send it to the castle. his father and his love of muggle things. he ran his hand through his hair as he hummed to himself and kept himself amused by watching the passers by and what they were doing. people watching, he found he did it a lot, wanting to know what was going on around him and what the people close to him might be doing. so when people started tripping over nothing and the wheels on their luggage found themselves broken he noticed. though he didn't dwell on it for long, probably just someone as bored as he was but he didn't think anything more when his train pulled up. he hurried over to where the luggage was stowed and he waited for the things to be unloaded onto the station. he saw his name on one of the bags and moved to grab it, feeling the weight of the cauldron in there and he smiled a little, turning around and in doing so knocking into someone who had been walking by. "i'm sorry, i didn't see you there!" he said quickly as he took the bag in both hands and looked at the person he had walked into, a woman. oops.

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Elaine wheeled on the boy, her eyes blazing. She looked him up and down, a sneer forming on her face. Innocent, naive child. He had no clue what he had just done, or what kind of danger he was in. Part of her wished she wasn't in disguise, just she she could see the fear in his eyes before she killed him. But this was not the time nor the place. He would live another day.

"Watch it!" she said coldly, disgusted by her aged voice. Hiding did not become her, but it was necessary for her to live amongst normal people without being shipped off to Azkaban. She would never step foot in that god-awful place. Never. The thought of using the dementors to carry out her demands was tempting, but it would have to wait until she had greater numbers. Snapping out of her daydreams of world domination, she snapped at the boy, "Shouldn't you be at school?" her hands curling into fists.

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Elaine Lyra Dupree

"Watch it!" he couldn't help but frown a little when she snapped at him. he hadn't knocked her that hard and he'd said sorry. he'd been apologetic about it but he wasn't going to take being snapped at well over a mistake, even if she was older than him. his parents had taught him to respect his elders but only when they returned it. "i said i was sorry" he said as he tucked the bag under his arm. "Shouldn't you be at school?" he raised a brow slightly when she spoke to him again and he shrugged his shoulders a little. "if i was, do you think i'd be here?" he said, moving to step away from her and he glanced around. something about what was happening felt like he shouldn't stick around here for too much longer. call it a hunch.