Silence

[Jurrell Hall Kennedy]

Jurrell looked back to the girl as she was knocked away. "Hey" He called out to her. He then heard her words. Please be safe. He smiled and thought to himself. Too Late. He ran after her. He reached to his back and pulled out a long sword. The handle had his wand wrapped into it. He looked around trying to see where she had gone. He heard something zoom towards him. He raised the sword swiftly blocking the spell. But it did knock him back a bit.

[Sylvia Snape]

Sylvia watched as the boy rushed forward towards her. She also watched as the same shadowy figure lunged towards him knocking him back a bit. Sylvia bit her lip and stood facing the night she called out to the dark lord, "Enough, What is it you seek?" Her words where in perfect Parsal tongue as she stood motionless. The wind blew her cape back from her head to reveal her milky skin, Her long black locks danced in the wind as she listened. She turned to face the boy for only a second, She waited for acceptance, But also dreaded that he not accept her. She simply couldnt watch anyone get harmed, Less it be there turn to come to harm. Several other dark figures floated in the night and Sylvia prayed that he could protect himself, She feared they would not make it out unharmed.

[Jurrell Hall Kennedy]

Jurrell looked around. He saw the figures floating in. Silently. The only thing quieter than a whisper. He looked around. He flexed the sword in his hand. He shook the bandage off of his hands. The black cloth falling to the ground. Revealing the splintered dragonfly face he had impressed onto his hand. He moved hmself into a battle stance. He was prepared for anytihng. War would do that to you. It would take your fear. Your humanity. It would make everything seem like a journey and not just an adventure.

[Sylvia Snape]

Sylvia gave him a smile before turning back to the others. In a quick instance she reached within her cloak and produced her wand. She pointed it towards the shadows and hollered out, "Stupify" This did nothing as they swerved around it. They lunged forward towards her again, This time she dodged them slightly, She backed towards the boy and put her back to his. She whispered back to him, "IF we work together we may stand a chance." Her martial arts training would do nothing if they remained cloaked, The only thing she knew to do was the stupify curse. She cursed her low knowledge of spells.

[Jurrell Hall Kennedy]

Jurrell pressed her back against the girls. "Kay then my name is Jurrell" He told her. Holding the sowrd strongly in his hand. He tensed his empty hand. He then made some roots grow around him. Prapering to grow them full when he revealed the cloaked figures. He raised the sword. "Ellemoray" A bright light shined that would uncloak them if they came to close to it.

[Sylvia Snape]

Sylvia smiled, She then watched as several of the guards where caught off gaurd by his spell. The cloaks revealed several of the dark Lords serveants. Instead of running towards the two the turned and quickly departed. Only a few remained behind, The simply looked at Jurrell and snickered. Sylvia called out, "What do you want with us? What brings you here?" She stared at them waiting for a response.

[Jurrell Hall Kennedy]

Why isn't it obvious my deer
A feminine voice said from the shadows. Only lightly drifting on the cold dark wind. "you never told me your name" Jurrell whispered to the girl. The smokey black Deatheaters sarounding them with glee. He could here there breathing. There light cackles. Jurrell could tell that they where all witches. A downside because he has always sworn never to harm a girl in anyway.

[Sylvia Snape]

Sylvia spoke to jurrell. "The name is Sylvia, Sylvia Snape." She listened to the witches and then felt Jurrell begin to tense, She whispered, "What is wrong, Why are you tensing up?" She then turned to the witches, "Pardon me, But perhaps you can allobarate?" She drove her wand up and aimed it at the taller shadow. Quickly she hollered, "Stupify" The witch flew backwards off of her broom and hit the ground with a thud.

[Jurrell Hall Kennedy]

Jurrell then realised it all made sense. Why there hadn't of been attacks on the Villages. He then admitted to the girl shakelly "There here for me". He lowered the sword to his chest the white colours shining brightly now. Revealing three of the witches. "hurt yourself thinking of that one?" A more sain witch said giving a low cackle afterwoulds. Revealing herself from the shadows. The death eaters mark had single white scar running through it. "So Crystal didn't kill you?" He asked the familliar witch
"not even close"

[Sylvia Snape]

Sylvia simply stared at him and then spoke, "It doesnt matter, I am here to help you." She didnt know how she would help, She just knew that she wouldnt up and leave. She watched and listened to the others.

[Jurrell Hall Kennedy]

"good now im gonna move soon" he whispered to Sylvia. He held the sword directly infront of him. The witch looked strangely at the pare. He smiled and his eyes went pure yellow. His voice tunred to a full growl. "what do you want of me this time?" He said kneeling down and turning into his wolf form. The sword dissapearing to his side as he did. "i don't want her getting hurt".

[Sylvia Snape]

Sylvia was taken by suprise as one flew behind her and knocked her over Jurell and to the ground. Sylvia stared up at Jurrell as they swooped down once more, She called out, "Dont worry about me." She quickly stood up and moved away from him a bit. She called out to the witches, "You wanna play dirty?" She got on her broom and soared towards the witches.

[Jurrell Hall Kennedy]

Jurrell watched the younge girl fighting off the witches. He felt useless. Sitting there protected in his wolvern form. He looked to the witches. One of them flew over to Sylvia and jumped on her as a flying fox. Biting at the girls ear. Jurrell jumped up and tackled sylvia to the ground the flying fox spun in the air as it turned into the witch and flew around on her broom. "do a little better than that next time" She hissed.

[Sylvia Snape]

Syliva sunk to the ground hard and hissed, Her eyes boar into the night as she hissed. She spoke with pure venom, "Leave no or I will kill you all." She curled up into a tight ball and simply stared at the witches before her.

[Jurrell Hall Kennedy]

Jurrells glowing eyes looked to the snake now before him in place of the girl. He panted slightly and looked to the witches. A base instinct crept from a lump in his throat and excaped in a feral gowl. His other had taken over and looked to the witches with glee and hunger. His voice no longer his own as he lept into the air snarling his teath bared as the with let out a scream of suprise expecting him to not attack.