Nerezza v Jaquellene

Nerezza's smile grew ruthless and triumphant as the girl before her portrayed utter fury. Her body shook with the obvious anger and the Italian simply laughed. Such a waste of a beautiful emotion. She wouldn't use it right. The "good" ones never did. They didn't learn to feed off of the fury like a parasite, using it to infest into other people and make them catch the insipid disease. She had always prided herself on being rather skilled a such a feat, but there was only so much damage one could inflict upon someone else without killing them or making them go insane. The Italian had always found the story of the Longbottoms humorous, however, for the two were so bent on protecting those they loved with no mind of their own sanity! It was simply hilarious!

Through the tickling charm, Nerezza noticed the girl healing herself. It enraged her even more. Furiously, she gnashed her teeth and screamed, "CHEATER, CHEATER! DOES THE WITTLE BABY NOT HAVE ENOUGH STWENGTH TO FIGHT WITTLE OLD REZZA?" It didn't really matter what she did, to be honest. Nerezza was going to win and there was no debate in the matter. The girl was too frail and small to have any hope of beating her. The thought was clearly laughable. Grinning cruelly as she continued to jump around, Nerezza bellowed wildly, "CRUCIO! CRUCIO! BOMBARDA!" She figured the girl wouldn't want to be touched again by the Cruciatus Curse, for most of her victims hated it after the first time.

Feeling a spell hit her in the back as she continued to jump around, she felt herself slowing down. Angrily, she roared, her midnight eyes glittering with a pure form of hatred, their darkness rippling through her entire expression. Her skin had turned pale once more, her raven hair stringy and unkempt. The cutting charm hit her at once, the fabric of her dress ripping in all matters. More skin was revealed which only made more of the blood and cuts visible to anyone that looked up0n the monster that was Nerezza. She simply smiled and whispered, "My turn." She grinned violently and then threw a silent thought of the entrail-expelling curse aimed at the girl. Maybe that would be fun to see. She honestly couldn't remember a time when she'd used it before. It could be one of her favorites.

Jack ignored her when she screamed that she was a cheater. How was it cheating if she was just leveling the playing field. Nerezza was obviously better than her as a dueler, so this would not change the outcome too much, just prolong the time Jack stayed conscious and alive.

Nerezza screamed another few curses and Jack's insides went cold. She did not want to get hit by the Cruciatus Curse. She dodged the first one, but the second one caught her foot, making her flip over onto her stomach. She opened her mouth to scream, but another curse hit her, throwing her into the wall, caving the drywall into a Jack shaped crevice. Her body seized and shook as she bit harder into her lip, gasping and moaning in pain as the convulsions slowed.

Her arm was stuck behind some drywall. She desperately tried to fling it into freedom, but it was pinned. She saw Nerezza's eyes flash and she knew she was about to throw a curse, though her mouth showed no signs of moving...

With her other arm, she feebly waved her arm, "P-protego." She ripped her arm free and fell to her knees. The curse got through her feeble shield and caught her in the beck. It was considerably weakened, having had to push past the Shield Charm and then only grazy her, but she felt as though her insides were commiting suicide. It was as though having the worse cramps, giving birth, and being stabbed in the gut all happened at once. Her eyes rolled in the back of her head as a moan escaped her lips, no longer having the capacity to scream. Her vision was spotting....

She raised her wand arm and whispered, "Stupefy. St-stupefy, stupefy!" She crawled to her feet, clutching her stomach, and she almost vomited. Quaking she stood and screamed, "STUPEFY! DIFFINDO!"

It was rather hypocritical of Nerezza to say such a thing, really. She herself was one of the biggest cheaters in the world. She made it a habit to fight dirty and to win at any costs. She didn't care if she hit someone from behind or appeared when they least expected it. That always got the best emotions and reactions out of her opponents. Playing fair just wasn't fun anymore. To keep herself sane, for the most part anyway, Nerezza need to have fun. If she didn't, she killed anything that was nearby. Slaughtering something and taking its life was even boring to her at times, especially if there wasn't a game or a chase involved. It wouldn't feel as victorious.

The left corner of Nerezza's lips twitched upwards as the Cruciatus Curse caught the girl's foot. She watched as the redhead twirled over onto her stomach and waited for the sounds that were like beautiful song lyrics to her demented ears. She heard a slight scream and then giggled maliciously when the girl was thrown into the wall. Jumping up and down as she watched the pain make its way onto her face, Nerezza couldn't help but to find enj0yment out of this moment. Her emeralds watched with glittering interest as the girl twitched and convulsed in pain, reveling at the moans of agony. Music to her soul.

She thought about advancing upon the girl and in an instant, she was running towards her, moving so that she was right in front of her. Reaching out to touch a hand to the blood that fell from her skin, she smirked, bringing the stained finger to her lips and tasting it as if it were the most sought after delicacy in the entire world. To Nerezza, it really was indeed. Giggling, she cartwheeled backwards a few feet away, her face alight with triumph. She watched as the girl fell to the ground, willing herself to gain more strength. Laughing at the moan that escaped through her lips, Nerezza found herself slightly disappointed at the lack of screaming. She supposed it was realistic, however, since she had probably lost the ability to bellow for a while. See, Nerezza had done her a favor.

Rolling her eyes, she stepped out of the way of the feeble spell that made its way towards her, mocking it with her emerald eyes. Watching the stubborn girl rise to her feet once more, Nerezza shook her head, the ebony waves moving around her face in a soft and gentle manner, a way much different from their master's brain. Grinning when she found that the redhead nearly threw up, Nerezza wondered that maybe if she had, her guts would have come out as well. That would be an interesting thing to see. Maybe she could find a Muggle to practice the curse on. Softly, she moved out of the way again of the girl's spells, giggling wildly. "Do you ever stand down, you stupid girl? You should realize by now that you are going to lose. You have got no chance." She waved her wand in the air and jutted it towards the girl before thinking, INCENDIO!

She liked to watch things burn.

Jack opened her mouth to reply, but suddenly, her shirt burst into flames. She let out a gasp and fell to the floor, rolling on the ground as she fumbled with her wand. "Ag-agumenti!" she stammered, and a jet of water sprayed at her, putting out the fire. She stumbled to her feet, shaking slightly.

She could feel burns forming on her body and she glanced at the door. She would be needing help, any time now. Instead she turned back to Nerezza, licking her bloodied lips, reddened by her teeth biting into them to prevent any screams or moans escape her.

She shook her head. "As a matter of a fact, I don't stand down. I'm not a coward like your friends, I won't turn and run away." She sneered and brought down her wand, yelling, "Densaugeo!" She hoped the hex would prove well; she would love to see the Death
Eater with larger than life buckteeth. But then she thought, 'Levicorpus!', flicking her wand as quickly as she could to trick the Death Eater and possibly catch her off guard.