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Tweak says, "Damn the man, save the Empire."

Tracey Davis (lacedtrace) wrote in pandorarpg,
@ 2011-12-22 20:52:00

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!status: complete, ^date: november 08 2003, character: jayne dough, character: tracey davis, npc: pandora zurlo

Who: Tracey Davis, NPC John Davis, Jayne Dough/Pandora
What: Sibling time before something unexpected
Where: The Leaky Cauldron
When: November 8, Late
Rating: High for torture and death

It had been awhile since Tracey had spent any time with her brother John. The two of them had moved out of their mother's home almost immediately after they finished school. Their mother had been insufferable most of their lives, so why would she be any better company now that her husband was in prison?

The two of them kept busy, mostly do to work, but Tracey made it a point to try to see her brother at least once every couple of weeks. He was the only one in her family that she trusted, and she loved him very much. They had agreed tonight to go for a late supper at the Leaky Cauldron and get a few drinks.

Tonight had been particularly rowdy though, so it wasn't quite midnight yet when they left. "I swear, some people just can't hold their liquor," Tracey said dismissively, as she walked down the alley with John. She didn't quite feel like going home yet, and she knew John wouldn't leave her on her own at night.

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	lacedtrace 2011-12-23 05:46 am UTC (link)
	As soon as the curse hit her, Tracey felt like her head would split open from the pain. She screamed, thrashing in the chair against the rope. She couldn't even hear her brother begging for the torture to stop. All Tracey felt was pain, closing her eyes to stop her tears. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

jayne_dough
2011-12-23 06:07 am UTC (link)

The spell stopped, and she looked down at Tracey with a look of fond condescension.

"There there, dear. The bad pain is over. For you at least. Now, what you felt, I will do to your brother over and over and over again, until you give me permission to kill him. If you don't, I'll just keep doing it. Making him scream, and twist, and begging to die. But I won't kill him if he begs me to kill him. Only if you do."

She stepped back and trained her wand once again on John.

"So, what will it be?"

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lacedtrace
2011-12-23 06:17 am UTC (link)

Tracey's breath came out in pants when the curse finally subsided. She was crying now. She was in pain, and what this woman was telling her was making her realize they were doomed. "No I can't," she said with a sob.

She looked over at John, seeing the pained expression on his face. If only she could get free. Either one of them. It was two against one... but it was no use. They were trapped. Could they wait it out? Till someone realized they were missing and came looking for them. Or would they have already been driven crazy with the torture.

"Please. I'll do anything," she pleaded. "Kill me instead." That immediately received a protest from John, but Tracey didn't care. She didn't want to die, but she couldn't kill her brother. He was her only real family.

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jayne_dough
2011-12-24 03:32 am UTC (link)

She shook her head in disappointment. "I'm sorry, dear, but that wasn't one of your choices. Crucio!"

John was once again enveloped in pain. By the time the spell was lifted, he was panting, tear tracks trailing down his cheeks, and eyes closed tightly as he tried to re-orient himself with painlessness.

"Now Tracey, you do understand the situation, do you not? And rest assured, while Cruciatus is most certainly a wonderful tool for torture, my tastes often run to more... bloody methods." She paused, as if in thought. "Perhaps if I started pulling his teeth one by one? I remember doing that once, and it was quite entertaining."

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lacedtrace
2011-12-24 03:42 am UTC (link)

Tracey could only watch and cry as she watched her brother being tortured. Seeing his face contorted in pain, and she was powerless to stop it. She couldn't take it. She couldn't possibly tell someone to kill John.

"No... please stop it," Tracey sobbed and shook her head. She didn't want him to die. But she didn't want him to die in pain either. Tracey had no idea what to do.

"Will you let her go?" John asked weakly. Tracey tried to protest, but she could only sob. "Once I'm dead, will you let her go unharmed?" he demanded to know.

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jayne_dough
2011-12-24 03:49 am UTC (link)

She looked at the young man with a winning smile. "Of course I will."

You will? But she's seen me! Us! She knows my face! What if-

"I think it's long past time we came out of hiding, dear," Pandora said to Jayne, speaking her reply aloud without care for those in the room who might see her 'speaking with herself'. "Though we know who she is as well. If she does idenfity us, we can always find her and kill her as well."

She looked to Tracey knowingly. "Isn't that right?"

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lacedtrace
2011-12-24 04:02 am UTC (link)

"John no!" Tracey cried out. Her brother was willing to die for her, but she couldn't stand it. She couldn't just let him give up his life for her. How could this woman just decide to take one of their lives? What would Tracey do without her brother?

And then this woman was talking... but obviously not to them. But she was talking about how they were going to let her go, but kill her if she told anyone about this.

She didn't answer. Lying had already gotten her in trouble before. And if she couldn't get away without John, she didn't know if she wanted to get out at all.

"Tracey, just do it. You can get out of here," John said bringing Tracey's attention back to him. He always protected and took care of her. And when it was Tracey's chance... she couldn't. Not from a lack of will but because they were trapped.

"John I can't... I don't want you to die."

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jayne_dough
2011-12-24 04:11 am UTC (link)

Pandora tutted through Jayne's lips. "Everyone dies, child; it's only a matter of when. Would you rather remember him as he is, or as a deformed mass that used to be your brother?"

She walked over to John and raised her right leg to land her heel into his kneecap with a sickening crack. He howled in pain, his voice already sounding hoarse from the screaming.

"Now, should I start removing fingers and toes?"

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lacedtrace
2011-12-24 04:26 am UTC (link)

Tracey didn't need a philosophical decision on life or death with this woman. She just wanted her brother safe, and Tracey didn't want to accept that this wasn't going to happen.

"No! Stop hurting him!" she screamed when she brought her heel down on John's knee. Tracey couldn't stand it anymore. Hearing and watching John in pain.

"Tracey... I love you. Please, just do it, and get out of here," John told her. Tracey knew that he'd been through more pain than her. He wanted to protect her even now.

Tracey couldn't stop crying, and as much as she wanted to look away, she didn't. She didn't want her brother's last memories of her being a coward. "I love you too John. I love you so much," Tracey said softly, trying to find her voice through the sobs.

"Please... don't hurt him anymore. Put him out of his misery," Tracey said the pain in her voice clear.

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	jayne_dough 2011-12-24 04:37 am UTC (link)
	She felt an almost orgasmic shudder at Tracey's plea, yet she needed to be certain. "Are you asking me to kill him, then? I need to hear the words. Say them." He eyes gleamed with delight as they trained upon the girl, waiting for the sweetest words she could hear. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

lacedtrace
2011-12-24 04:47 am UTC (link)

Tracey sobbed. It had taken everything to say those words, but this woman was making her say it again. She didn't let her eyes leave John. She was never going to forget this moment, no matter how much she'd want to.

"Kill him," Tracey said, her voice cracking as she did. Her eyes were nearly blurry with tears. Her heart was breaking and hurting more than any crucio curse could. In moments, her brother would be gone and Tracey couldn't stop it.

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jayne_dough
2011-12-24 05:00 am UTC (link)

Pandora nodded. "As you wish," she said with a nod. Now to do what she had come for.

She pointed the wand at John and whispered a spell that would transfigure his heart into a lump of clay. As she watched, he struggled for life as his blood ceased to pump. His eyes grew panicked and he swore at her. She watched with enjoyment as his life ebbed away, until he finally stopped struggling, his eyes going dead like the rest of him.

As he died, a whisp of black smoke puffed away from his body and entered the box that Pandora had earlier placed on the coffee table.

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lacedtrace
2011-12-24 05:04 am UTC (link)

Tracey had been foolish to think that this woman would have simply used a killing curse. Instead, it was so much worse. Tracey cried out seeing her brother suffer and die right before her eyes.

She didn't understand what was happening, that black smoke that disappeared into a box. Tracey had a renewed struggles on her ropes though.

"John! John no! I'm sorry!" she cried, her heart aching. "Let me go to him! Let me take him home, please!"

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jayne_dough
2011-12-24 05:10 am UTC (link)

"Don't worry, you'll get to bring him home," she said soothingly, though it would no doubt be lost on the hysterical girl. She walked over to her and ran a hand along her blonde hair, smoothing it back.

"Just remember what I said. You identify me, and I come for you, and the rest of those you love." She lifted her wand and cast a stupefy to knock the girl out again.

~*~*~*~

Magic was a wonderful thing, for in a matter of minutes, both the freshly killed corpse and the girl were moved back to an off-shoot of Knockturn Alley. With a final fond petting of the girl's hair, she returned home.

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