The Hunt for Greyback

[m4moony]

Date: Friday, 17 August, 2001
Time: Early Afternoon
Location: Spinner's End to Sherwood Forest and back again
Rating: Potentially up to R for violence
Characters Involved: Remus Lupin, June Connors, Glamis, Zak Rollins, Bill Weasley, Severus Snape, Harry Potter (?)

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[fi_admin]

Fenrir was not an idiot, no matter that wizards held him in disdain. So what if his magic wasn't powerful enough to do a bloody Killing Curse? He much preferred to taste the blood of his victims, anyway. There was so much more satisfaction to be gained when one could drink in the heady scent of terror along with the coppery bloom of blood's rich flavour across his palate.

Delicious.

So he disdained the wizards as much as they did him. This did not mean he never used magic - when travelling alone it was foolish not to have some basic proximity alarms and the like. He was stronger than any normal human, it was true - but he still had to sleep, sometime.

The wilds were his home, though. No one knew better than he how to blend with the surrounding brush, conceal his tracks, mask his scent, guard his identity and his safety. Even the Dark Lord might not have been able to find and manipulate him - if not for the sodding snakesAlone was how he preferred to be, hunting and killing, honing his reflexes and his strength. Well into

[sightlesswolf]

It was working.

As anxious as they all were for this confrontation, as much as they could feel the opportunity slipping away from them, none of the four hunters were fools. Gryffindors, yes, but there was still some difference. At least half an hour had been (reluctantly) spent formulating a plan, forcing themselves to come up with potential obstacles and means for dealing with them.

One: They had to prevent the Ministry's trackers picking up on four lycanthropes Apparating together to a remote edge of Sherwood Forest; such a thing would be too suspicious to be ignored. Solution: Each of them had left a few minutes apart, going in opposite directions, and had taken several seemingly aimless jumps before eventually reconvening in Sherwood. That had meant spending more time, which none of them liked, but it wasn't wasted if it saved them all from imprisonment or worse. Trading all of their lives for Greyback's was not the plan

[fi_admin]

So focused was he on Lupin - the brave little Gryffindor whelp who screamed louder when his pups were hurt than when he was - that Fenrir didn't consider he might have company, this time. Indeed, the very idea that Lupin would allow any of 'his' pack to be in danger was almost unfathomable after the bloody lesson Fenrir had sent Lupin in that regard

[sightlesswolf]

The twin sounds of bones breaking and the accompanying howl of pain were possibly among the sweetest June had ever heard. Her blood was up, and even finding herself practically nose to nose with him and his gruesome leer couldn't faze her, not right then.

"You won't be finding out," she snarled. "But maybe we'll find out how yours taste!" Her lesser size and weight might have made it impossible for her to knock him down, but they had some advantages too. Tightening her grip on his wrist, she ducked away from his grasping hand and under the arm she held, twisting it savagely at the shoulder. Then she slammed her shoulder, with her entire weight behind it, into his injured side.

[fi_admin]

Again he followed her movement to some extent as she twisted at his shoulder, threatening to rip it from its socket. He'd been in worse brawls than this and knew how to minimise his own injuries when possible by denying his opponent the advantage of momentum or his weight.

It was impossible to block his wounded side properly with her still clinging like a limpet to his now-weakened arm. Once again he roared with pain, but this time she'd been careless, her youth showing if nothing else. By throwing her shoulder against his wounded side, she put herself directly under his weakened arm.

"You little bitch!" he snarled at her.

Weakened, for a werewolf, did not at all imply 'weak' as humans considered the term. He was now a wounded, feral animal, and she'd just gotten within his threat range.

Still groaning in pain, adrenaline enabled him to ignore it as he tightened his arm around her rapidly moving form, trying to prevent her slipping away from him. Using his free hand to grab for one of her arms, he began to twist up and back,

[sightlesswolf]

Before she could redirect her own momentum and get out of the way, he had her. His injured arm still had far too much strength in it; she had a sudden insane urge to cry 'unfair!' Before she could, though, it was superseded by a cry of pain as his nails ripped into her arm, their jagged edges tearing into the skin.

"Ah- AH!" Now the arm was being dragged up at an angle that would have been painful even without the claws, and she was going to be nursing a dislocated shoulder in about a second if she didn't think fast. Being firmly pinned against Greyback's broad chest narrowed her options quite a bit. With him in heavy combat boots, her weight probably wouldn't be enough to hurt him no matter how hard she stomped on his foot, and she was at a bad angle for trying to kick him in the knee. Whatever she did had to have a lot of force behind it. And then she got an awful idea

[fi_admin]

The sound he emitted now was not remotely human, but a shrill loud keen of agony. This time, he did double up in his agony, but this was not an improvement for June, whom he still held-fast before him forcing her to bear his weight as he struggled to stay on his feet

[sightlesswolf]

June could scarcely take pleasure in his reaction to her blow; she'd banked on his being shocked into loosening his grip, but instead she found his entire weight suddenly bearing down on her. Thankfully that only lasted a moment. Not so thankfully, he still hadn't released her. She couldn't help shuddering in revulsion as his rough, hot tongue scraped over her bare skin. Oh GODS let GO of me!

Not so thankfully, he decided to grant her wish.

He was far too strong and that tree far too close. June didn't even have time to bring her arms around to stop herself - the one, bloodied and on fire with pain, didn't even want to respond - before she slammed full-on into the unforgiving trunk.

PAIN.

Bright lights exploded behind her eyes- she was sprawled on the ground with no memory of how she'd gotten there, and her breath- she couldn't breathe-

Then everything faded.