Alanna the Lioness was in deep trouble.
Ginny Weasly was in deep trouble.
The remnants of Ozorne's empire, now rebels, had surprised her and taken away her sword.
The remnants of Voldemort's followers, now rebels, had surprised her and taken away her wand.
However, Alanna had not trained with a Shang for months for nothing. She kicked back, freeing herself, and turned to face her attackers. She created a ball of fire and fried some, but they just kept coming.
However, Ginny had not trained with Harry and the DA for nothing. She broke free of the full body-bind, surprised her attackers, and stole one of their wands. She created a ball of fire, and fried some, but more just kept apparating in.
One of the attackers was prepared, however, and had a sword and shield. He blocked all of her attacks, both magical and physical.
One of the attackers was prepared, however, and had a shield charm. He blocked all of her attacks.
Alanna was terrified. Her gift was running out fast, and she was getting tired. If she didn't get them all soon, she might fall unconscio-
Ginny was terrified. Her luck was running out fast, and she was getting nervous. If she didn't get them all soon, a stunning spell might get by her shield, and she might fall unconscio-
She woke up in a dark room. Her gift was blocked. She thought that she knew who was behind this. Ozorne's second in command, Alahar. Sooner or later, they would kill her. She looked up. Hundreds of spikes hung from the ceiling. Dead, she thought, as they began to fall.
Ginny woke up in a dark room. She didn't have a wand. She thought she knew who was behind this. Lucius Malfoy. Sooner or later, they would kill her. She looked up. Dozens of wizards stood there, their wands pointed down. Dead, she thought, as she heard many voices casting the killing curse.
Alanna the lioness Died.
Ginny Weasly Died.
The place was white, for lack of any other color. It simply existed as a place to be at. The two women stared at each other. There was no need for words, because, except for the curls of Alanna's hair, they were identical. Strong women of their world, They smiled. They were the same. A silent understanding was reached, and they dissipated.