Scab: Hi Raven dear, Thank you for always being there to support me even outside rp. It means a lot to me. I know our rp evolved out of a lot of starry actions and random talk so I improvised the start of the tale a bit. I hope that by uploading this you can enjoy our tale again when I'm not online, and also that others might enjoy it.
WARNING: Start is a bit sloppy ;D ScabiorxOriginal Character, RP-based, Facebook inspired, adult themes, gore, blood, deaths, and everything else we wanted to add.
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Disclaimer: We don't own anything nor do we wish to violate any rules. This work is purely fanmade and to entertain (mostly our selves x] ). We don't profit from this.
OC Raven: Raven is pureblood witch who went to Gryffindor. At the age of 21 (at which she happily claims she's allowed to drink legally) she is a blonde good-looking witch.
PROLOGUE
"Hey there, handsome, how goes the snatching? "
Raven made her way over to the leader of snatchers who sat at the far end of the room, drinking a firewhisky. He'd just been treated badly by the evil witch Bellatrix who was examining their newest catch. The deformed Potter and his ginger friend had been locked away in the 'cellar' and now only their lady friend was kept for interrogation. The muffled and sometimes high-pitched cries of the girl could be heard from the middle of the room. Scabior hardly dared to watch as the blonde girl came to his side. He'd seen her before and talked to her before, but never really gotten to know her.
"Excellent. I've got a few nice ones caught. One of them might be the famous 'Arry Potter."
Raven smiled brightly. "That's pretty awesome. But watch out for Bella though, she'll take the credit. Don't want that sweet face of yours all banged up, that's your money...well mudbloods are your money but you get the basic idea."
"I know. She is one to watch out for. I think she's eager for the Dark Lord's attention. But then again... aren't we all?"
"Well, to be honest," She cringed a little, "I'm not that interested in the dark lord myself. A Weasley twin has been in my foresights. Being a Gryffindor I still have some dignified characteristics about me, sorry to say. Oh, as for Bella being eager I think we all know what kind of attention that women is craving."
She was joking and he laughed. "You're right. But the question is whether she'll get it. And when she does whether we will be safe. You do not work for the Dark Lord?"
She stood there for a moment choking on the words she said. " I uhh yeah of course what kind of silly question is that?" She blushed a little. "Yes, yes I do." She looked over at Bellatrix. "She gets what she wants eventually, that's why I'm not planning to stay here when Vo- I mean the Dark Lord comes about."
He grinned at her. "Good, do not ever mention his name or they'll come and get you. And I'm not so sure if Bella will stay the lucky girl she is now. But enough talk about her."
She looked up at the man and shrugged. "Enough talk about her? Is there anything more interesting you would like to chat about?" She chuckled. "Unless you would rather talk about Greyback's poor hygiene..." She stiffened when Bellatrix laughed, clearly not liking the way the deranged woman moved about. "Poor Hermione."
He suddenly cocked his head. "Hermione?"
The girl was crying harder now, louder. From somewhere below a popping sound could be heard as Harry and Ron made their escape. Scabior watched over his shoulder to see one of the house elves rush by and knew what it meant. An escape.
"Er… Penelope." Raven quickly stuttered. "Penelope...its a shame, she's half-blood and she's getting a treatment a mudblood would." She sucked in a harsh breath.
For a moment Scabior remained silent. "Does she know? I know Hermione lied about her name. I already figured out as much. But..." He eyed Raven. "Why did you start about her?"
He feared she might know his weaknesses.
"Uhh" Raven cleared her throat hearing Hermione whimper she took a step forward perhaps to protests and stopped in mid step to remain in her place beside Scabior. "Because...she was a friend of mine in school when I went to Hogwarts...and Hermione's a mudblood, and Penelope..." She pointed, "is getting treated like she was a mudblood."
He huffed. "Well, then she deserved it. There's not much I can do about it. Bellatrix has the higher word. " He seemed slightly irritated because he hadn't wanted to see the girl being hurt.
Raven raised a brow at him and then looked back at the twitching girl. "Scabior, do you...?" She leaned in towards him in a whisper. "Have something for her?" She asked gently. When she received a cross look she rolled her eyes. "Hey, just because I'm blonde doesn't mean I don't catch onto things.."
He scowled at her. "Yes." He finally admitted, rasping in a hoarse voice. "Yes, all right? I know, call me sick. I can't help it."
She gave him a nudge and smiled. "Well, okay then no need to get testy." She looked around in thought. She knew her friend was desperate to keep the mudblood. She looked at Scabior again before drawing out her wand.
"I don't meant to." He said and sighed, holding his head in his hands. "I just don't understand what's wrong with me... Usually... I didn't like girls like this."
"Scabior, shhh you don't want any of them to hear you.." She said taking his hand from his face. She took out her wand and glanced back at Bellatrix who had decided to take a break from her torturing. She took a step away from Scabior.
"Once I do this you better thank me."
She gave him a small smile before turning around and aiming the wand at Bella's back. "Sectumsempra!" she shouted. She sent the crazed witch flying into the fireplace with a loud thud. She grabbed the mudblood off the floor and shoved her near Scabior. "What are you waiting for get out of here."
He took Hermione into his arms and gazed at Raven for a while. He couldn't understand why he was helping her when clearly he was the one who was wrong. How could he fall for a girl so young and not even a pureblood? He knew Hermione wouldn't return his feelings, but he just gasped and dragged her along, exciting as fast as he could.
Raven watched as Scabior dragged the young girl out of the room. Her friends stood there in shock for a while but managed to retrieve their wands from Draco. "Looks like you lost, Bellatrix." Raven chuckled watching the weakened woman rise to her feet she hoped her best friend would be okay she knew Hermione well enough to know she was headstrong and defiant
Scabior in the meanwhile made sure Hermione was somewhere safe, and fought of several Death Eaters to do so. When he knew she was in good hands he returned for Raven. "Come over here." He called to her.
Raven held her side she had taken another nasty curse from Lucius as the battle in the manor ensued. She staggered over to him and sighed. "You got your new girlfriend somewhere safe?" She asked.
He blushed slightly but ignored it. "Hermione is safe. Let me help you." He pushed Raven behind his back, safely, and with his wand pointed at Lucius he shuffled aside.
"Don't make me hurt you, Lucius." he said, threatening. He and Lucius shared more of a past than most people knew and Lucius dropped his wand.
Lucius glared at the two as they shuffled towards the door. He knew he was useless, the dark lord would definitely not be pleased with him. Raven huffed as they reached outside of the gates and panted. "Well now.." she sighed. "You got what you wanted..." she stood up straighter. "What are you planning to do with her?"
A perverted grin spread on his face but he managed to remain his gentleman like attitude. "I have no clue yet. Why don't you suggest something to me?"
She gawked at him and squatted his shoulder. "Eww Scabior...ughhh you didnt need to take it that far." she laughed despite the bleeding on her side. "Honestly you need to say that now I'm scarred for life thanks to you. Where is she anyways?"
"Safe." He managed to say but quickly glanced away. He looked at Raven's side instead. "We need to heal that." He wasn't going to tell her he had given Hermione back to Harry and Ron.
"Oh I can fix that in no time but we need to get out of here." She looked towards the sky. "I imagine you know who is going to be here any minute and I don't think us being here would be a super idea." She took hold of his hand and began towards the woods. "Scabior..I'm fine..." she said seeing him eyeing the cut. "It's not even deep enough for stitches. What about you? You didn't get hurt did you?"
"I'm still in one piece." He mumbled and moved his wand past her side. Her flesh glowed and then miraculously healed. He hauled her with him. "We must run."
With a nod she began to follow him he was much faster than she was but she managed to keep up with him in a distance she could hear a piercing roar she shivered knowing they had narrowly escaped Voldemort. She didn't know where they were headed , but she assumed it was where he hid Hermione.
He finally came to a halt and turned to her. A sad glint was to be seen in his eyes. "We're safe now." There was no sign of the girl.
Raven looked around the small pub and frowned. "Where's your lady at?" she asked looking at him. "Scabior...where is she?"
His shoulders slumped and he looked away. "She is not... here...I let her go."
And he wondered why.
She stopped in mid step and stared at him wide eyed. "What why?" she asked. "Did you just see what we had to go through? We could have died I thought you wanted her." She said standing there crossing her arms. "What was going through your head when you did that?"
He didn't know and shrugged. The one thing he did know was that he wasn't sure if he could do this a second time. he was afraid that next time... maybe.. if something like this was to ever happen again he would not be as merciful and he would get what he truly desired.
Raven rolled her eyes as she sat down on the chair in their room. "Well.." She rubbed her temples and watched him sit on the bed. "I don't know what else to say.." she said shaking her head. "I think it's best if I left." She stood up looking down at him. "You love the mudblood so much then go get her yourself."
He pressed his lips into a thin line and remained staring in front of him. Love? Would that be a word to describe how he was feeling? He squeezed his eyes shut and took a deep breath. "Raven" he said. "Can I change my feelings?"
She bit her lip and shrugged. "Depends.." She said watching him. "I'm just saying..." She sat down next to him and looked at him seriously. "If you love her then you need to be with her...you saved her life. You remember that right? She could've died down there with Harry and Ron but you didn't let it happen that has to mean something to her."
He shrugged, annoyed, and glanced away. "I don't care about anyone but me." He knew that he was lying but his words still sounded sharp and confident, albeit he wasn't. He ran a hand up into his hair. "You're too kind, Raven. I don't know what I'd do without you."
She shrugged and patted his knee. "Well, I don't know either..." She said a matter-of-factly. "But I guess seeing as how you care about you, I'm gonna go to my room for the night. We'll see what we can do about this girlfriend of yours later I suppose."
He snarled at her. "She's not my girlfriend." And sat with his head in his hands. "Fine, we both need some rest. Sleep well." He carefully looked up at her.
She stopped and looked down at him quite amused. She trotted over to him carefully and leaned down in front of him.
She took his hands off his face and kissed his forehead. "Relax Scab, its going to work out." She said standing back up. "If you need me you know where to go."
He gave her a faint smile and hoped she was right. "Go to bed, Raven. We'll be having a long day again tomorrow. I still need to snatch."
With a nod she turned away from him casting a small smile as she left. She walked out of the room blushing. She always liked him. He may have not seen it because of his love for the mudblood but being his friend she would always be there she now worried about his safety how far was he willing to go for the things he wants.
He waited till she had left the room and then cuddled up on the couch, making himself small and staring in front of him, wondering what was wrong with him that he had liked a girl who wasn't only years younger than him but also a mudblood. He sighed and closed his eyes.
After a long night and pretty long morning Raven woke up, she felt paranoid for some reason. she hurried herself to Scabior's room and found him curled up on the couch. She bit her lip as she rounded the couch and knelt down beside him.
"Hey.." she nudged him gently. "Scabior wake up...we have things to do remember?"
He groggily opened one eye and muttered something incoherently before stretching and yawning. He sat up straight and run a hand through his hair, untangling the messy curls. "You're right. we have overslept."
She looked up at him with a nod and stood up brushing herself off. "We didn't oversleep, I made sure of that...you looked exhausted so I figured you could use a couple more hours of sleep." She said putting on her jacket. "Where are we gonna go today?"
He looked over at her. "I must be on my way to snatch more souls again. Whether they are innocent or not, it is my job. I don't know if you would like to come along?"
For a moment she looked at him in thought. "Well...I guess I could see what you do exactly." She said watching him slide on his own leather jacket. "As long as you don't torture one in front of me I'll go."
He huffed and smirked at her.
"I can't promise you anything."
He placed his hands on his knees and pushed himself up. Now that he was standing again he reached for his head and took a deep breath. He was slightly dizzy for some unknown reason -perhaps the couch had been too hard? - and grumbled under his breath.
Raven frowned at the sight of his condition. She walked to him placing her hands on his arms looking him over. "What's wrong?" She asked him feeling a bit more worried than usual, "You don't look so good are you sure you can go out there like this?" She asked him. She knew full well he had a macho attitude that wouldn't allow him to back down but for some reason now it bothered her. "Look at me..." She demanded. "Are you okay?"
He looked at her like she asked him too and winced. 'I'm fine!' he said, a bit too loud, and turned slightly red of shame. "I'm all right." he said, calmer now.
She slid her hand off of him and sighed. She gave him a look as if she didn't believe him but she wasn't going to push it she knew his temper all too well. "Okay...as long as you say so." She opened the door for him and lead him out of the pub she paid the clerk and they headed outside. "Where are you going to start?" She asked not knowing how he worked.
He was still holding his head but doing a great job ignoring the dull ache that was troubling him. "Simple." he said, and kept walking down the road. "My men will be waiting at the north edge of the forest. We will apparate there and they will help us catch the new load."
She looked up at him noticing he was still holding his head. She kept close to him just in case he were to pass out. As they walked a few people began to scurry out into their houses and shops. Raven looked up at Scabior who had a small smile on his face. "I take it you like the sound of that?" She asked him helping him fix the collar of his shirt.
"You macho man...honestly."
He chuckled and nodded. "Well, you have caught onto me really fast. I do enjoy the sound of people being scared."
He placed his hand on hers and looked into her eyes, a sign that she could let go of him because he thought he could stand on his own. "Isn't it better to be hated than loved?"
She blushed a bit and shrugged. "I don't know depends on who it is I guess." She said, watching another elderly man turn around and literally gasped when he saw Scabior. She chuckled watching the man nearly fell over another man to get in his house. "You're a hard man to read, I have to admit." She confessed.
He humphed and shrugged. With a few more strides he was in front of a muggle and bared his teeth, growling. The man hurried into his house and immediately locked the door.
"It doesn't take much." He said with a huff.
A few more moments passed and soon they were met by a group of hooded men all wearing a red cloth on their arms. A taller one smiled down at Raven and winked at Scabior. "See you got a new friend boss.." He said holding his hand out to her. Raven looked at Scabior. "You pick winners I see." His face was stoic and expression grim.
"Have you got the list?"
He didn't reply to the comment about 'winners'. If it was anyone's business who he hung out with and who not, it'd be his own. He watched as the man revealed a scroll and held it in front of him. "The names of today's victims." He murmured. Raven raised a brow at the list see recognized some of the name, some of those people were her friends.
She bit her lip not saying anything it wasn't her place to do so. She sighed as Scabior grabbed her arms and apparated them to their first location. A muggle woman lived here with her two children she remembered them because she used to baby sit them. "So what do you now?" She asked she watched as one of the other snatchers grinned at Scabior.
"We grab 'em." He said matter-of-factly. "If they refuse to come along we will force them."
He watched as one of the children entered the room. The child's eyes grew wide with fear and a grin formed on his face. He easily snatched the child up in his arms. "Don't struggle". He told the kid. "Don't struggle an all will be all right."
Raven watched a bit nervously as the child panicked. She looked at Scabior who grew quickly annoyed with the child. She went to him and took the child from his arms and bundled him up her own. "Shh love its okay.." she cooed trying to comfort the half blood boy. She heard a yelling come from the upstairs room and watched as a raven haired woman was drug down the stairs. Raven shielded the child's eyes from the sight.
He watched her work, she shielded the children from a sight that was their fate. Something inevitable.
"Why don't you let them see?" He asked her, and raised a brow. She looked up at him and narrowed her eyes a bit. "
"They're kids. They don't need to hear or see it, that's why." She snapped at him suddenly. "And don't give me that look I'll smack it off. Do what you need to do so they can get out of here." He frowned at her.
"They will know what their fate is once they meet their murderers." He brushed past her and sighed. "We may not spare the children, Raven"
She glared this back and crossed her arms. "Yeah? Says who?" She said to his back she drew out her wand and readied herself.
"I love you and all but this is going a little too far… These are just kids. They don't know any better." He froze at her words but did not turn to face her. "Drop the wand, Raven. You don't want to do this, honestly."
The children hiding behind her watched them both Raven was angry at herself for caring and at Scabior for what he was planning to do to children. She knew he had his job but this was too much for even her she kept the wand aimed at his back. "Get out of the doorway." She hissed. "I don't want to hurt you..."
He smirked at her. "You really do think I have no heart, Raven." He muttered as he walked past her, he drew his wand in the process. "AVADA KEDAVRA." The children in her arms died instantly.
"They never knew what hit 'em ." He replied dryly.
Raven gasped as the children dropped to the floor. She covered her mouth in horror muffling a sob. She looked up at him in shock and narrowed her eyes. "What the fuck was that for?" She shrieked. She moved over towards him and slapped him across the face. "How dare you do such a thing..." She stood before him. "You.." She shoved him and hit him again.
He smirked while she hit him and allowed her to shove him around. The woman who had been dragged into the room - presumably the mother of the children - cried loudly until another Snatcher had ended her life. Scabior calmly waited till Raven was done hitting him. He then turned to his fellow snatchers. The man who had just murdered the woman asked him "What do we tell the council?" Scabior rubbed his arm which had a received a blow as he tried to protect himself from Raven. "Tell 'em we 'ad some complications and that the family died before we could reach the ministry." He then turned to Raven again.
"You ask me why? I'll tell you why." He spat at her. "Because what they would be faced with there would be torture and a slow painful death. They would 'ave seen things more 'orrible than this. You ask me why? Isn't this mercy to them?"
She straightened herself out before smacking him again. "You idiot you could've just let them go told the ministry that they were gone you didn't have to do this..." She pointed at the bodies. "You let that other mudblood go.." She shouted in his face. "You remember that right?" She took a step back from him.
"You know what? If this is how you want things done fine. I'll go find her I'll kill her just like you did them! How would you like that?" She panted her face flushed from the anger that spilled out. "I hate you...I thought maybe being a friend to you I could withstand this but I cant.."
He chuckled. "You truly don't understand, Raven, do you?" And he tried to reach for her shoulders. "Children..." He started and finally placed his hands on her shoulders and brought her closer to him again. "They can be made again."
Raven stared up at him prepared to smack him again but knew it better to not press her luck with him, he hadn't hit her back yet. She looked back sadly at the bodies on the floor and then back at him.
"You're a killer..." She spoke shrugging off his shoulders.
"I'm going to find that girlfriend of yours..." She said with a nod. "You want all the mudbloods killed? FINE. I'll take that little mudblood and make sure she knows exactly how you feel." He glared at her and snorted. "Truly, I do not mind how you call me." He said, as if it was a feasible reply. "But I'm not merciless."
For a moment she gaped at him. She twirled her wand in her hand and sighed. "Alright then, if that's how you really see it.." She took a few steps back towards the door, then stopped. Her jealousy boiling over mixed with rage. She turned, quickly aiming her wand at her once best friend. "Sectum Smepra!" She shouted, the curse hurled towards him.
He did not dodge it.
He could have but he was stunned that she, of all people SHE, would do this to him. The spell hit him hard and he was found falling to the floor, twisting and jumbling, blood seeping out of his mouth and dribbling down his chin. He fellow men made an attempt to stop Raven from leaving the premises. One of the snatchers hit her full on with a stunning spell. One of the higher snatchers went to his boos frowning down at the scene, blood was everywhere. He couldn't believe the girl had done such a thing. He aimed his wand at the hit that Scabior took over his chest and began to mutter the healing spell that Severus had taught to them and many death eaters before the war.
"You okay boss?" He asked looking over at the girl still stunned on the floor. He growled. "I'm fine." He would never say otherwise. "But she disappointed me. She's weak to be this protective." Though something inside of him told him that it would be a great trait of her to protect children like this. It caused him to frown.
"What will we do with her?" One of the other snatchers asked, and a male already pointed his wand at her to kill her.
"NO!" Scabior stretched out his arm. "No, we won't kill her. Not yet anyway."
She could hear the conversation but the spell caused her limbs to go numb she couldn't even speak if she wanted to. She couldn't help but look at the bodies of the little ones Scabior had mercilessly killed she felt small tears form her eyes.
She tried to move again but failed miserably she opened her mouth to speak but only choked out a sob not only did she fail the children but she attacked someone she knew as a friend. "Boss we have to..." One of the snatchers called out his wand still pointed at her. "She attacked you and tried to protect a mudblood family, she's a blood traitor."
"She is," he muttered, "But she is also my responsibility. You will not be tortured if she stays alive. I will." He managed to sit up and finally with a little support and help he scrambled up onto his feet. Without another word the snatcher backed off. He was really hoping to kill the girl.
"Yer one lucky broad." He commented. "The boss being easy on ya.."
If Raven could glare she would. She felt the curse lift off of her but no sooner she regained her footing or Scabior had bound her hands tightly. She glared at him as he did so.
"Guess I know where your heart is."
He did not reply to her and tugged at the bonds around her hands, they were secured, she could not break free from them. With blood still covering his shirt and the front of his pants, and wounds on his chest, he managed to stand up. He forcefully pulled her up as well. She let out a grunt as he yanked her up, the rope already scratching at her wrists.
She couldn't look at him not now. She took one last look back at the bodies of the muggles before they left the house. Soon enough they were at another she stood there next to Scabior as another family as dragged into their living room. "Don't do this..." She begged. "This is sick." He ignored her cries and calls for the muggles to be spared, and soon Raven found herself being tossed into a dark and damp dungeon at the Malfoy Manor. Scabior stood behind the bars, watching her being locked away. He smirked and turned around to leave.
Raven frowned as she watched him merely look at her, not caring what happened, if she died or lived. She stood up quickly and ran to the bars, calling out for him. She held out a pink fabric and watched him come closer to her.
"You lost the scarf remember?" She nodded down at Hermione's scarf. "I found it earlier, thought you might want it back."
He snatched the scarf rather forcefully out of her hands and immediately sniffed it as he brought it up to his face. He closed his eyes for a split second before smiling again. "Yes, thank you, Raven. I missed this." The scent was still there. "I need to know what perfume she's been wearing." He grumbled under his breath.
Raven bit her lip before reaching in her pocket and pulling out a tiny pink bottle. "She gets this from Weasley Wizard Wheezes shop..." She said handing it to him.
She watched him smile and sniff the scarf again jealousy filled her again but she said nothing of it.
"I guess you'll be going." She said sitting down on a stone bench. "Enjoy life with her."
He snorted. "How many times do I need to tell you, Raven? She isn't going to be with me. She doesn't like me and I'm not going to force her." She sighed and shrugged.
"Then why do you obsess over her?" She asked him, glancing up at him for a moment. She brought her head back down.
"You could do better if you tried."
His smile faded and he scowled at her before looking at the floor in front of him. "It is my weakness. My mind is taken over by my body."
"Well, then I don't know what to do anymore..." She said waving him off. "If you loved her so damn bad then you'd go to her. But then again you would gladly hand your friends over to the dark lord so.." She stopped and watched him.
"You know what? You don't deserve her to begin with. You're a horrible man no woman would ever want to be with you. You couldn't name a single woman who loved you so good. Hermione hates you, just another one."
He glared at her unkind words and stood up again, spitting at her as he came closer once more. "I can have any woman I want. Hell, I can have any one I want, ever. But I won't let myself be weak with petty things such as love. I refuse so."
"Oh really?" She mocked through the cage door. "Then why isn't SHE with you?" She crossed her arms with a smirk.
"You're not man enough you're a coward." She watched his eyes narrow and bit her tongue.
Maybe she shouldn't have said that.
"She is still too ..." He paused as he realised he was truly answering Raven, "young." He sighed. "And besides, I let myself be weak and let her go." He glowered at her now. "Next time I won't be afraid to use force." She stared at him for a moment gaping.
"You're such a fucking idiot!" She shrieked. "My God ,can't you see there are other women out there? Women who actually care about you...are you that goddamn blind?" She ran her fingers through her hair her face flushed in frustration.
"You know what. You're retarded just get out of here. I imagine Bella will be down here any moment to kill me."
"Fine." He spat at her. "Let her teach you a lesson. I'll return to see if you're alive once I've revived my annoying neighbour. He keeps singing but he kills a lot ofmuggles so I must give him back his life again."
He turned sharply on his heels. With a huff she crossed her arms and sat back down on the bench tapping her foot impatiently. Soon enough Bellatrix had her brought up from the cell and up to the main floor where snatchers had caught a couple more muggle children. Raven frowned at the sight of them and glared over at Scabior.
"What are they doing here?" He glanced at her and did not seem impressed, although he actually was by her courageous behaviour. He gave her a prime sniff. "These children are all here to die, Raven."
"No!" She shrieked. She struggled against her bonds and tried to shield them. "Don't you dare!" She looked up at Scabior helplessly. "Scabior please...don't do this.." She begged, sitting in front of the crying confused children.
He laughed hoarsely at her display of courage. She was struggling to get out of her cuffs in a very pleasing and amusing way. He threw his head back while he laughed. 'Silly girl" he whispered to her again now. "Of course they will not be killed." She stopped with her flailing and watched his expression his smirk seemed different, still cold, but in a way it was etched in a weird language she couldn't read. She glared up at Bellatrix who had her wand at the ready. Bella smiled like a child at Christmas and spoke "Crucio.." Almost instantly Raven dropped backwards screaming in agony.