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]

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, digging into the skin he'd managed to grasp with jagged, almost clawed fingernails.

"Little bitch wants to play rough," he panted in her ear, keeping his body as close to hers as he could manage - using her as a shield against Lupin as much as possible. "That's okay, lovey. I like it rough."

So saying, he tugged harder, wrenching the arm in his grip.

[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 Before she could, though, it was superseded by a cry of pain as his nails ripped into her arm, their jagged edges tearing into the skin.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.

"Let's play rough, then," she grated through clenched teeth. "Just remember you wanted it." He had her upper arm pinned in almost the perfect position. Before he could see what she had in mind, she bent her arm sharply at the elbow, clenched her fist, and slammed it into his groin as hard as she could.

[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.

It was an improvement, though, that he no longer had any interest in keeping her in this degree of proximity! Their scant seconds of scuffling had required his concentration, but now he was aware of other rapidly approaching feet.

An ambush, then.

"Not so stupid then, boy," he said, glancing about, unable to see the enemies he could hear approaching. "Got more kiddies to do your fighting for you?"

He licked his tongue along a bare patch of skin near the junction of the girl's neck and shoulder, where he still held her tight against him, back to front. Slurping as he did so, he was grotesque in his exaggeration as he made obscene sounds of pleasure.

"Delicious. I'll have my piece of you for afters, precious," he murmured almost lovingly against her skin, before standing briskly and shoving her with all his strength toward a large tree only about a metre away.

He couldn't fight all of them at once. He'd rather she only crack her head and be unconscious - more fun, later - but if she died from the impact . . . well, he wasn't that picky.

[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.