A hooded figure stood on the edge of an unimaginable scene. Curses were flying left and right, red and green flashes almost constant. Right in the center was bellatrix black and lucius malfoy.
The figure was dressed in pure white. A white cloak floated in the gentle breeze, a short white dress that ended just above the knee, matched with very high white stilettos. The woman lowered her hood, blood red lips poised, grey eyes hid under a pale white mask which just covered her nose and eyes. Beautiful blonde curls were let down from the red ribbon previously holding back her shiny silk hair.
Bellatrix stood forward " so what shall it be this time, Princess? Queen White? or just plain old Elizabeth? huh?" she sneered. Elizabeth seemed unvased. " i really pity you, dear old bella. Your the same age as me and you feel like you have accomplished your dreams, let me tell you, its just begining to get interesting. Leave these muggles ALONE"
As she said this her sleeve slowly dropped, showing a number of black tatoos. By this time all the death eaters (roughly 20) had stopped and was staring at Elizabeth.
With one flick of her hand 15 death eaters were tied up, the rest ran, and as bella went to disapperate elizabeth shouted " by the way bella, its White Warrior to you, remember it, you will need it when you go back to school!" Bellatrix was only 17, and elizabeth knew she had plans at hogwarts. Leaving that thought, she went to help all the injured muggles and wizards that had been hurt. This was just the begining she knew.