Memories of Darker Days

[Jenni]

Role Playing as Racheal Carlow

Racheal took a step backwards as the ground began to crumble around them, she smiled at him again, "Would there really be any point in telling me?"
Watching as the man encased himself in the elements she laughed, "You look ridiculous by the way!" As the ice and fire encased her she extended her arms until she could feel the heat burning her skin, it seared through her flesh before she pulled her arms back in and looked at the blistering red and blood that dripped down her arms. Licking the blood slowly, her wounds began to heal and she smiled as she thrust her palms outwards and the ice exploded in sharp shards that flew towards Tool Box. Dancing round the fire she manipulated it into a continuous stream that chased the shards of ice, "You're not the only one who can do things like that Tool Box. This ice will not melt with fire and this fire cannot be extinguished with water, you did create it after all."
Racheal smiled to herself as she slid her wand into her pocket and then span round quicker and quicker creating a whirl-wind before jumping and up and thrusting out her arms, releasing the wind which destroyed what was left of the room around them. Landing nimbly on the last of the floor she grinned as the night sky above them flashed with twinkling stars and the great, white moon; the whirl-wind continued on its path of destruction, not stopping after it had destroyed the house they were standing in, "Unlike all those ministry officials out there, I'm not afraid to kill anyone or anything that gets in my way, don't think using anything like that will stop me Tool."

[Toolbox123]

Role Playing as Tool Box

Tool clicked his fingers as the ice shards and fire made their way back to him and they disappeared into dust.
"I create life, and so I remove it." he said simply, smirking slightly at her lack of skills.
He watched the wirlwind destroy the house and looked out at the night sky above them.
"Oh I don't doubt it. After all, what's a few human lives when you have the possibility of bringing me down?
He laughed, and raised his hand to the sky above. The wirlwind died out, as all sound around them did, the trees stopped rustling, the birds stopped, the humans stopped screaming.
"Power of the elements, no doubt you were made under the sign of such, though your powers over it will never match mine. But, power that only the ancients have, this is true power, Carlow. Witness, the end of time!"
The stars began to go out, and moon began to fade, leaving behind only the darkness of space above their heads. A slight rush of colour before Rachael's eyes, before darkness fell all around them, encasing them in the void of time and space, encasing them away from normal existance, a darkness unable to be penetrated by those who did not have the teachings of the ancients, the teachings that came only from the book he had found and mastered.
"Good luck seeing, child. There is no magic you possess that can penetrate this darkness, because how can something that doesn't exist do anything?" he gave a small laugh before continuing his taunts. "You don't exist Carlow. I've just wiped us both from existance, you no longer exist, and how can something that doesn't exist have any power, Carlow? Answer, it doesn't."
Tool clicked his fingers again, and the area lit up to reveal, nothing. Just plain whiteness as far as the eye could see, with nothing else in sight, bar the two duelers, stood facing each other still.

[Jenni]

Role Playing as Racheal Carlow

Racheal watched with calm eyes as everything turned black, she couldn't help but grin even more as she realised he was actually going to be a challenge for her, not all those other, pathetic wizards who liked to call themselves duellers in the Ministry. Not all those pathetic people that met their end at the tip of her wand, "You're making this so much fun Tool, I never knew you could be this much fun!" She grinned at him, "All the others at the Ministry never knew how good I could actually be. Just like people overestimate your power. You may have the power of the ancients at your fingertips, but I think that I might have something much more," She grinned fiercely before holding out her hands, her palms facing upwards in front of her, "To make something like me means to do thing that are slightly sick and disgusting. Something that no wizard should do if they believe in things like hell."

Her hands glowed brightly, before she closed her fists and brought her hands back down to her sides, "Do you see now Tool? It is not only magic and doctory that is used to make me, it was something else too. Something that lived so long ago, that lived for such a long time. They created magic far superior to our own and even now those wizards who seek it's magic cannot fully comprehend the power that they held in their fingertips. Not even you, who is so masterful in their art."