The Quiet Commonroom

[Xaver]

"My brother is also a coward. He may know a good deal of magic, but he knows I do as well. And he knows this school. And you... He doesn't want to be caught off-gaurd."
Xaver watched her.
"One, this barrier prevents any and all magic except telepathy within.
Two, this barrier restricts one from counting any other minds. One would not know how many there were inside at any time unless they saw them all..
Three, my brother is in there. He may be an idiot. But he's not stupid, give or take."

[Ginny Weasly]

She nodded, knowing that this ment he either had alot of people with him, or next to none.

[LavyBrown]

"Intresting way to protect yourself, isn't it."

[Xaver]

"Yes.. but not new. He has played this game before.."

Xaver watched the both of them, and opened his mouth to speak, when a thought came to him. It was soft, and open enough to be heard by any around Xaver as it reached him.
~'Aver?~
It was Kylie. She sounded weak. In pain..
Xaver froze.
-Kylie? Where are you? I thought you were asleep in Ginny's room..-
~I'm... lost.. there's Xences, Xander, I don't know-..~ Her mind became a black haze to him, and even he, could not reach her.

Xaver became rigid, a chill seeping through him. He closed his eyes, turned, and went through the barrier

[LavyBrown]

Lavy looked up at Xaver. "Who was that?"

[Ginny Weasly]

Ginny glanced at Lavy, sadly.
"His little sister." She said, then followed him through the barrier.

[Xaver]

Xaver walked a little ways inside the barrier, and into the thatch of stone, before he stopped, crossing his arms. His expression showed a cool and collected, and cold wrath, but within, he was tortured, straining, impatient and worried.
The tables had turned on him, leaving his wits scattered across oblivion.
This was no longer just a conversation with his twin. It was troubled waters that might relay deadly consequences to the destroyed family.


A lone figure emerged from the shadows across from them, tall and lean, just as Xaver was. As he approached, clad in jeans and a shirt, just as Xaver commonly donned, more likeness were revealed. He had the same messy obsidian hair that occasionally brushed over his eyes. The same tall and very athletic build, though his looked more like a body made instead of a body worked. The same wide, immense wings, though where Xaver's were shadow black, with the slightest hints of blues, Xences's were black, and slightly tinted with greys.
Where Xaver held the stronger features, and softer eyes, Xences still held the look of a young, only maybe before good looking, demon, with eyes of contrasting ice. Where Xaver held hidden feeling, Xences held nothing. He felt nothing. Only hate and lust for pain.

"I am most pleased you could make it, for a second time today, brother o Xian," Xences said, gurgling a distorted laugh.

Xaver scowled darkly, but kept his composure.
"Where's Kylie?" he demanded.

"Now wait," the twin returned. "Let us talk for a moment... just a few commonplace words, and perhaps I will not-"

"Don't you even think about harming little Kylie, you sick, p-"

"I wasn't intending simple harm," the malicious, black reply came. "I was intending her death. She means nothing to me, you know. Nothing to our people. She's too kind. To easy-going. Too gentle."

Xaver became still, and his voice took on a darker chill.
"Just because she's everything you never could be, doesn't mean she's nothing. It means she's smart. And more people love her, and give a da*n about her, including myself, than know your name, you piece of filth."

Xences gave another wicked laugh.
"I know you love our little sibling, brother. That is why I knew her end, could only be my beginning. It would destroy you, wouldn't it? It would destroy you. Leaving me to pick up our father's throne where he left it."

"Still obsessed with the notion of having others crawling at your bidding, eh?" Xaver whispered.
"Know that they won't listen to you. The royal blood is supposed to possess the power to be able to control their people in case of panic, and control issues. You maybe posses the power to use a cotton swab to clean your ears. You'd be helpless, and pathetic. Just leave Kylie out of your problems. She may mean nothing to you, but that is no reason why you should do anything to her..."

"Oh, but there is reason. Good many reasons," Xences returned.


Xaver glanced around.
"Where is she?" he repeated, demanding.

[Ginny Weasly]

Ginny stood behind Xaver. Her eyes were narrowed, and dark. She loved Kylie as well, and was also very worried. However, as angry as she was, she wouldn't interupt. Not because she was afraid of turning Xence's attention, but because she felt Xaver didn't want her to get in deeper then she was.

She took another step, placing a hand on Xaver's elbow to keep him from losing his self control.

[Xaver]

At Ginny's touch, a fierce, underlying build up of Xaver's wild rage released itself, only noticeable by the smooth, rippling waves of expelled telepathic give. He calmed slightly, taking a deep, shuddery breath.

Xences watched Xaver, and suddenly his eyes became ablaze, as he focused then on Ginny. His work in winding his brother up, to get him to do something potentially suicidal and stupid easily had been expelled, and Xences hated her for it. He hated anything that affected the means of something he wanted.
"So you are the infamous Ginny Weasly, then. Typical-," he snarled.

"Leave her alone," Xaver whispered, then repeated, "Where. Is. Kylie?"

Xences's eyes went wide as he looked between the two, then narrowed in a malicious understanding. Xaver noticed what his brother did, and his heart almost visibly sank, his mind racing as fast as his pulse, bus he didn't move. If he did, it was a little more in front of Ginny, protectively.
Xences looked around him, and as he did, random faces appeared in acknowledgement, then disappeared back into the shadows.
"She will be joining us soon, rest assured," he growled.

[Ginny Weasly]

"She better." Ginny said quietly, accidently. She hadn't ment to speak, but she was angered even more by his attitude. He wasn't mature at all, just a spoiled brat in her opinion. She kept a hand on Xaver's arm, calmly, her hand not even shaking.

[Xaver]

Xences caught Ginny's words, and listening to them, sickly grinned, his wings spreading wide, then closing once more, stretching. He then turned his head, and watched as a man, robed in black, hooded, came into view, one arm across little Kylie's middle, the other with a blade against her throat, her hands being tied behind her against his abdomen. Her feet dangled limply, her eyes wide and unfocused.
Xences reached back, and stepped foreword with two equal sized, long, well made blades, not of that earth. They were made from materials of their homeland. And though Xaver had longed to wield one again, he had never expected to under the circumstances. Xences, with a flick of his wrist, threw one, and it bounced, then came to a skidding halt at Xaver's feet. In unison, behind Xaver, Ginny, and Lavy, footsteps sounded, and a large, two rowed group stepped foreword, all carrying swords, and all hooded.

"I have had enough of you constantly getting in my way. Though I would have liked to watch your face while killing our little sister, I thought I'd rid of you first. Fight me, brother. Fight for your life, and the lives of your little sister, and your girl. If I kill you, they will die. If I bring you down, they will die. Come. Come, and fail," Xences coaxed.

Xaver lurched as Kylie was brought in, though he didn't take a step. He glanced from Xences, to Kylie, then for a moment, watched Ginny. Finally, he looked to the blade, and slowly, crouched down, picking it up. He rose, bowed his head for a moment, then stepped foreword..

[Ginny Weasly]

Ginny nodded after him, her eyes connecting with his before her picked up the blade. She stepped back, allowing him room to fight his brother. She looked painfully at Kylie, wishing she could get the guy away, but as long as the barrier held away the psychic powers and that guy had the knife against her throat, she couldn't get close before he cut her.

She wasn't worried about dying. She wasn't scared either, but she worried about Xaver and Kylie and Lavy.

[Xaver]

Xaver walked in a matching stride to Xences, and neither stopped for words. neither stopped for looks, or to show off, or worked slow. They were trying to impress no one. Swords rose, moments before they reached each other, along with Xaver's curse. He had noticed a detail he hadn't seen before. Xences's blade was made of pure gold. His words were drowned out by the chilling clash of the two weapons.

The two fought mercilessly. At some points Xences had the upper hand, though other than a few minor swipes here and there, he hadn't actually hurt Xaver. When Xaver had superiority, he moved like he rarely ever did - like none of the others had ever seen - with all the dark power and grace and speed and agility that great bests had, of which had been hidden within him for sometime. He had gotten a few good jabs at Xences, just as well.
The way they fought each other was a reflection of the darkest graves. Emotionless. Hollow. Yet full of pain, and conflict.

Finally, there was mistake. Xaver, while spinning away, felt his heel slide across some loose tile. He wavered, then fall, slamming onto his back, his head cracking dully on the hard surface. He looked up, as at that same moment, Xences had fully extended his arm. There was nothing else to do...
Xaver sprung upward, and with one smooth plunge, sank his sword into Xences's chest. Though the movement, ran Xences's own sword, through his shoulder. Both fell still, staring at the other.

Xences was wavering, and Xaver knew it. He twisted his blade and pulled it out, backing out of the one in his own shoulder with a low groan. Xences fell to his knees, though foreword, taking Xaver to the ground with him. The two rolled, hitting and kicking, until Xaver came to his knees, sword in hand.
As sword sank toward Xences's neck, the twin screamed an order, amongst the loud approaching footsteps. There was a unified scream, and suddenly the barrier shattered, knocking every standing form to the ground.
Xaver hadn't broken the barrier. Nor had Xences. Scrambling, he rose, his pace wild. He threw the sword to the ground, and knelt next to the two fallen bodies across the way.

Kylie lay still, her eyes open, and blank, her little hands clenched into loose fists. Her mouth was as open as it had been when she had screamed... she was dead. So was her attacker, a little to the side. The curse had killed him, just as it had her.
Xaver couldn't breath. His shoulder awoke with a dull throb, but somehow he couldn't feel the pain.. he felt numb.

The footfalls of the people around him sounded, as whatever kind of people Xences had with him rose, and simply disappeared. One walked foreword, and took the dead body next to Kylie's. A few looked over Xences, and took him as well. He was still alive - even barely so.

Xaver closed Kylie's eyes and mouth, then sat back, staring at her, his face oddly blank, oddly empty...

[Ginny Weasly]

Ginny ran over, falling beside Xaver. She didn't bother checking Kylie's pulse, she could tell. She held her breath, covering her mouth with her hand as she started to cry. Her shoulder's shook, and tears poured from her eyes as she cried, but she couldn't look away. She had loved Xaver's little sister as much as she loved Xaver.

[Xaver]

Xaver looked over as Ginny dropped beside him. He watched her, her sobs visibly shaking him. He trembled, glancing between the two, but he didn't cry. He didn't think to. He didn't think at all. He just sat there, stunned, bleeding, and mute.