(Forest) Fight or Flight

[Jerred Boneman]

After months of being locked away under control of one of the Ministry fools for simply disobeying a simple command, Jerred was finally free. He had ran through the school trying to find the Ministry official who had done that to him, finding him soon and punishing him swiftly. The old fat fool was soon carted off to Saint Mungo's hospital in London. He had grinned devillishly as he passed a window and saw the darkened forest looming out over the horizon.

He knew of the struggle between the Rogues and the Ministry and he felt a strange curiosity growing within him on a daily basis that drived him to want to help the Rogues. He smiled, as he wondered into the forest sticking to the one place he knew best, the trees. He ran through the tree branches swiftly and quietly, his boots barely making a sound. Often he would swing, smiling and laughing silently as he saw patrols of Ministry officials rush past him. He was tempted to fire off a few hexes at them but fought the urge and stopped suddenly when he found an interesting spot.

He could tell when a battle had been fought, his eyes washing over the blasted rocks, singed trees and the smell of dried blood. He laughed as he lowered himself to one of the lower branches and sat there, leaning against the trunk of a tree with his arms crossed and feet dangling. If he was going to get caught, now would've been a good time.

He didn't know how long he had waited, the sun never came up, but he could hear the distant calls of voices and the like, yet a rushing footfall beneath him alerted him. He leant forward and looked down, his eyes widening at the sight of the man. He smiled wickedly before pushing himself off the tree and landing behind the man, only to receive a blinding spell that sent him sprawling.

He forced himself to stand up and look at the man, his smile widening. 'Can we do it again?' He asked, hearing the distant voices run off in the other direction.

[Gabriella De Conti]

Gabriella wandered the forest paths aimlessly. She was bored, helplessly so. She hadn't seen a single human being in days, and considering the amount of Rogues and ministry officials patrolling the woods, that was relatively shocking.

She sighed, and then she stopped. She had definitely heard something, or rather someone walking non too carefully through the forest. She smirked, she was willing to bet almost anything that it was a student.

She silently made her way towards a small clearing in the woods. She smirked as she saw two ministry officials approach the a Slytherin boy and attack him. She grinned at his response, typical Slytherin.

She recognized the lad standing behind the Slytherin and smiled even wider, it was time for a bit of entertainment. She raised her wand silently and wordless stunned the man who had just shot the spell and walked out into the open.

"Hello there," she said her wand raised.

"Gabriella," hissed the man, "I should've known."

"Yes, probably," she said. "But don't worry," she said moving swiftly towards him till she was an inch from his face. "You're not elite, it's not expected of you. But then, this isn't really expected from me." She said smirking as she punched him in the nose and stunned him, the shocked and pained expression still on his face. With a wave of her wand his nose heeled up and the blood washed away.

"It's not usual practice for students to roam around these parts in at night. You'd best be careful, it's not only the ministry workers who are unfriendly in these woods," she said smirking slightly.

[Jerred Boneman]

Jerred watched the display with a wide grin, enjoying every second of it. His trip had just gotten a little bit more livelier.

He looked at the woman and laughed. 'I've been cooped up too long by these idiots to really not want to come in here, besides, that fool there is the head guardsman at the school.' Jerred said, extending his arms out and cracking his fingers as his smile turned slightly evil. 'It's high time for some payback.'

He pulled out his wand and carefully walked over to the fallen man, the look of dazing still upon his face. Without caring what the woman would do to him he quickly jabbed the Ministry official in the face.

He laughed, stepped back a few feet before the man suddenly leapt to his feet, shouting in pain. Jerred counted to three before the mans face exploded into a dazzling fireworks display. He laughed hard, his ribs hurting him soon though the display only made him laugh harder.

The Ministry official turned and ran, heading off into some unknown direction. Jerred was still laughing when the final implementation of his spell went off. In the sky, a bright red firework flashed and a high pitched wail screamed through the night.

'I like bright lights.' Jerred said quietly, crossing his arms with pride. He looked at the woman and laughed. 'I'm Jerred, and I suppose you're a Rogue? That's cool. I think I've seen plenty of them inside of the school... Wait, that's only students who make life hard.'

Jerred now looked off into the sky with a contemplative look on his face. He shrugged. 'Meh, doesn't make a difference to you guys.'

[Gabriella De Conti]

"In the future try not to aggravate potential prisoners to run away." She said smirking slightly, her hand gripping her wand as she starred down the young Slytherin. The man was useless, she knew it, that's why he was stationed here. The ministry was at least hiding the stupid ones now. A frown briefly crossed her face knowing that if he was guarding the school and not the grounds it was doubtless that the elite were in the forest now. She spit on the ground, at least her life would be more exciting now. "He could've held vital information that would've allowed me to further our cause." She said walking over and leaning against a tree.

She raised an eyebrow at the spell he shot at the old fool. "Apparently.

"How very witty of you. I suppose my tattered appearance gave it away," she said with a slight laugh. It could also be the fact that her face was popping up on wanted posters more and more each week. She frowned, soon it would be near impossible to venture outside the safety of the woods. "Good to meet you Jerred, Slytherin I presume?"

She laughed at his indifference. "The less students we have the less students we can corrupt to our side," she replied grinning. "Not to mention it is your generation that will be fighting the battle soon. It would be a shame to have you killed before you had the chance to give your lives for the good of whatever organization you fight for." She said indifferently. It was cynical but in her mind it was the truth. She lived to die, and she was sure she was going to die young. She closed her eyes for a moment wishing that she could see her parents one last time or even someday have children of her own. She laughed quietly to herself; a dream is all that was. She glanced around her surroundings looking for anyone who might have been attracted by the lights. "So revenge the reason why you're here I suppose?"