Ethan Rayne, Quinton Travers and you know who!
Hermione woke slowly, her eyes opening to look around the strange room she was in. She frowned and rubbed her eyes trying to remember what happened. Her eyes widened when she remembered seeing Giles on the ground…. bleeding. She stood and winced as the room spun a little. She walked around the room looking for ways out or any weaknesses. She sighed when she didn't find any….. the only way out was the solid steel door in front of her. She glared at the door wanting to find out who had taken her from Hogwarts. She knew the grounds were protected from voldemort and dark wizards so she was confused to how this all happened.
Hermione looked up when she heard a voice humming as the locks clicked on the door. Hermione was unhappy that her strength hadn't returned from whatever she had been drugged with. Ethan Rayne opened the door to the cell and smirked when he saw Hermione awake. "About time you woke luv….. I was beginning to worry" he said, his eyes amused.
Hermione recognised him immediately and her eyes narrowed. "Ethan" she said simply and for a moment Ethan looked shocked. "I take it Ripper told you about me" said Ethan with a cocky smile. Hermione glared at Ethan and shook her head. "I found out about you myself….. you get any closer and you'll see just how well Rupert has trained me" said Hermione in a threatening tone. Ethan chuckled and shook his head. "You have no strength at the moment…. wouldn't want you hurting yourself" he teased evilly.
Hermione wanted nothing more than to wipe that cocky smile off Ethan's face but knew he was right. For the moment Ethan was in charge. "I'm only keeping you here until I get paid…. getting you was just a job…. scaring Ripper was just a bonus" said Ethan with a chuckle. Hermione almost growled and lunged at Ethan…. strength or no strength. "You might of killed him" screamed Hermione and Ethan grabbed her wrists easily and twisted them behind her back. "Now now luv, it would take more than a blow to the head to kill Ripper" said Ethan smirking. Giles had been hit so many times over the head it was a wonder he was still alive.
Hermione stopped struggling and pulled out of Ethan's grasp and moving away from him. "I have no idea who wanted you but they must of wanted you bad for what their paying me" he said smiling. "I couldn't pass up the opportunity to mess with Ripper and another slayer" said Ethan remembering his fun and games with the previous slayer…. Buffy. He had always taunted Buffy and Giles and played pranks on them…. this was the first time he had kidnapped a slayer.
Hermione held back a sob unable to believe her Giles had ever been friends with this man. Ethan watched her amused and frowned when he heard a noise outside in the corridor. He went outside, locking the door behind him and nodded as he was paid. His face paled when he saw who wanted Hermione and he suddenly wished he had never taken the job up. He left as instructed and headed towards the castle, knowing he needed to right the wrong he had done just this once. He may be many things but he wouldn't be involved with whatever was going to happen to Hermione. He wasn't a murderer, he was a trouble maker. He worshipped the god of kayos, not the devil.
Hermione shivered feeling cold. She saw Travers enter the room and she stiffened. "You" she said in an angry voice. Travers smirked and nodded. "Yes me. It's a shame you acted the way you did Miss Granger, you looked like a promising young slayer. Ah well, when one dies another is called…. I do not fear a slayer shortage any time soon" said Travers in a cold voice. Hermione tried her best to keep the fear from showing in her eyes. She would not be intimidated by Travers of all people.
"You were never worthy to be the slayer. You slept with your watcher which is against the oath he took at the start of his training. It is against everything a watcher and slayer should be. You are a disgraceful young girl…. a succubus, an evil temptress, then again…. Rupert is just as much to blame, an old man lusting after a school girl, it's disgusting" snarled Travers and Hermione's eyes stung. "I'm not a child, I'm old enough to know what I want and who and its none of your business" said Hermione angrily and upset.
Travers smirked knowing he was getting to her. "This has everything to do with me, I am the head of the watchers council…. my watchers and slayers answer to me" said Travers in a dangerous voice. "It's a good thing Rupert and I are not your watcher and slayer then isn't it" yelled Hermione. Travers was about to answer back when the room grew even colder. "Leave us" snapped a cold and evil voice. Hermione shivered in fear at the very sound of it.
Travers eyes watched Hermione as he left the room. Lord Voldemort stepped out of the shadows and looked at Hermione with his red eyes, his lips curling into a satisfied smile. "You're a mudblood….. a slayer … and a witch… interesting" said Voldemort watching her. He walked around the cell and shook his head. "You do not deserve such gifts….. your blood is impure" he said softly.
Hermione wished she was anywhere but in voldemort's presence. He certainly gave off the evil vibe and all Hermione's hair stood on end on the back of her neck, shivers of fear running through her. Voldemort smirked as he worked out what to do with her. "You will be kept here while I attack the castle, I wouldn't want them to have the advantage of a slayer on their side. But don't worry, I have a friend to play with you while I am gone" said Voldemort in a cruel voice. He was too important to deal with a mudblood himself.
Bellatrix stepped into the room and Hermione face turned whiter than what it was. Bellatrix had a mad glint in her eyes and Hermione felt light headed with fear. Voldemort left the room, not interested in the mudblood but he did want her out of the way, that way the castle was less of a threat.
Bellatrix looked at Hermione and cackled as she raised her wand. "Crucio" she screeched. Hermione felt a pain she had never experienced before. Her body fell to the floor and shook as fire spread through her veins, every muscle tensed and she cried out in agony. Bellatrix laughed as she watched Hermione's pain. She was grateful to the dark lord for giving her such a gift, she would work this mudblood into madness.
'Giles' thought Hermione before she descended into darkness, the pain too much to bear. Bellatrix kept waking her up and performing spells on her to torture her. Hermione became weaker and weaker knowing she was going to die by Bellatrix's hand and there was no one who could help her.