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kobe p. t. ackerly ([info]catchmelove) wrote in [info]valesco,
@ 2010-07-03 12:07:00


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Entry tags:alecto carrow, danielle rookwood, death eaters, derek dobbs, dirk cresswell, emmeline vance, frank longbottom, greta catchlove, group, hecuba carnac, john mulciber, jonas ackerly, kobe ackerly, marissa macfusty, miranda frobisher, order of the phoenix, rodolphus lestrange

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As Jonas revved up for the last song of the day, Kobe smiled brightly at the crowd. The critics had been wrong. It was a peace rally that had gone off without a hitch and no sign of death eaters, anywhere! The extra security must really be doing its job, and everyone was having a blast. She'd even seen some aurors bouncing around to the music, too! Kobe was incredibly proud of her husband, and she looked up to the clear blue sky with a wide, toothy grin.

It faded slightly, however, as some dark clouds began to roll in over the park. Remarkably fast clouds, which didn't seem natural and were already thundering loudly. The weather report had claimed they would have clear skies all day, so this was strange and----Kobe slammed her hands over her ears as the loudest roll of thunder clapped itself over the park. Immediately the clouds seemed to open up and rain began to pour down on the crowd like buckets. Well--if bad weather was the worse of their problems, they'd done a pretty good job, right?

Kobe gasped as a bolt of green lightening shot through the crowd, followed by the terrified screams of the concert goers.

"No, nonono----" she let out from the side of the stage. Where had they all come from? The bloody sky? Kobe started towards Jonas, to pull her husband off the stage because while they had met during a catastrophe, she really did not feel like enduring another one, "Jonas!" she screamed, but was thrown off balance as the stage began to creak and shake as if an earthquake was beginning to rumble underneath.

Peace didn't stand a chance, these days.



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[info]mynameisjonas
2010-07-06 10:05 pm UTC (link)
Jonas was happy -- no, elated -- no, giddy. So giddy that he couldn't stand in place as the band ripped through the second song of their set. He strutted over to his lead guitarist to sing on the same microphone through the chorus after a face-melting guitar solo. The rally was going off without a hitch. There had been so many wonderful speakers and performers, and he couldn't wait for the chance to bring out their special guest -- Robert freaking Plant! A muggle! Performing in his concert! He couldn't believe it was happening.

And then the world stopped. Jonas was walking back across the stage to his microphone when the clouds suddenly rolled in, which was rather odd and abrupt, but he kept performing. And then the rain started. He looked back to his band and after receiving shrugs, turned to the crowd.

"Well, it might be raining, mates, but--" he was cut off by a flash of lightening that struck in the middle of the park. Jonas stumbled back. "Oh, no..." he whispered fearfully to himself as he watched them apparate into the crowd. He'd known there would be a chance that Death Eaters would disrupt the rally, but he'd never imagined this.

Jonas whipped his head through the rain as he heard his name screamed after another clap of thunder. He knew that voice. "Kobe!" he shouted back and then the stage shook.

Jonas's eyes widened as he slipped and crashed onto the rocking platform. He tried to scramble to his feet but was left to feebly curl up as the stage exploded beneath him and he dropped, guitar still around him and all, to smash into the ground with the debris. Everything hurt after he landed, but he was certain he wasn't horribly wounded, he could still move and all.

Jonas started to get to his feet, but let out a cry as he was thrown into the air several meters and then dropped to smack against the ground. This repeated, again and again, as he flew higher and began to shout and weep as he felt bones breaking and gashes forming.

"Please, God, help me. Help them all," he prayed before he was inevitably knocked out by a blow to his head.

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