AN: Slight Trigger Warning in the comment.

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Back into the darkness.

Icy numb fingers and toes. Couldn't feel a thing with them.

Pretty sure still no wand.

Not great.

'Four left.'

'AHHHHHHH!!!!'

A towel readjustment and straight back to arm flailing. Going for the gun for a hand ego.

A pause in his shots.

Hopeful, he was out of them bloody bullets and wasn't just reloading.

'AHHHHHHH!!!!'

A flash and a bang above me had my arm snapping up.

Caught nothing.

'Shit.'

Except for an elbow to my shoulder.

"Ow!"

'AHHHHHHH!!!!'

'Fucking shitting shit. That hurts!'

Pain jarred up my neck. Rattling in my skull. Was not helping with the spinning.

'Shit. Shit.'

'AHHHHHHH!!!!'

"Go for the balls," was Papa's advice if I ever found myself in a fistfight.

Eyeballs.

Throat balls.

Balls balls.

Knee balls.

'Shit. Shit. Shit.'

But the balls were all hidden by the darkness.

'Shit.'

'AHHHHHHH!!!!'

I blindly lashed out. Just needed skin contact. Even a sliver would do.

Got him in the throat ball.

That definitely was a stubble-covered throat ball. So damn scratchy.

But skin was skin.

'AHHHHHHH!!!!'

Another fanatic faced ego torn to teeny tiny bits.

Another set of vines were chopped off, burned and regrown.

Back into the darkness.

'AHHHHHHH!!!!'

The world spinning may or may not be taking inspiration from some amusement park ride. The Teacups to be exact. Bit of a boring ride. But not great for this situation. Absolutely shit for walking a straight line.

Couldn't feel my hands and feet.

Still no fucking wand.

'...Three left.'

'AHHHHHHH!!!!'

And no more blind-ass shooting to blindly dodge.

Readjusted the towel. Know idea if it worked.

'NO!!!'

'AHHHHHHH!!!!'

The last fanatic faced ego had his tentacles moving about in the dark as if they were being shoved into somebody's physical ears. Most likely the shattered bloke's.

Not good.

'AHHHHHHH!!!!'

"Obey already! You defective asset! Kill –"

'Nope. Nope. Nope. Let's not.'

Swaying floors and buckling knees were really not helping.

'AHHHHHHH!!!!'

The shattered ego screamed and thrashed against the octopus tentacles tightening down on him. None of that looked pleasant for anybody.

"– the –"

'AHHHHHHH!!!!'

It better damn well be somebody's fear behind the temperature drop and not my magic depleting far too fast.

Flailed out at the voice. Brushed against warm skin.

'AHHHHHHH!!!!'

Probably an ear. God, I hoped it was an ear. I may or may not have shoved my finger into an earhole.

'Wonderful.'

Another fanatic torn to pieces.

Another set of vines chopped off, burned and regrown.

Back to the wandless darkness.

The world took inspiration from an Octopus ride.

Wouldn't be long before I lost of my elbows and knees to the numbness.

'And three left to go....'

'AHHHHHHH!!!!'

'I can do this....'

'AHHHHHHH!!!!'

'I have to do this.'

'AHHHHHHH!!!!'

No choice not to.

Wasn't going back into a Muggle's cage.

'AHHHHHHH!!!!'

Stumbled into something on wheels. Wasn't stable. But used it as a leaning post anyways. My legs weren't quite up to supporting me.

'I'm fine. It'll be fine. It's going to be fine. It's going to be fucking fine.'

'AHHHHHHH!!!!'

A wall of heat brushed against my bare skin. Felt like body heat. Somebody was in front of me.

Right, the Muggle with the shattered ego. Both right in front of me.

Shit.

The thing on wheels launched itself away... somehow.

Left me stumbling into maybe the demented ass Muggle chair. Cold. Sharp bits. Not pleasant. Probably demented-ass Muggle chair.

'AHHHHHHH!!!!'

Couldn't hear a reaction from the shirtless Muggle. But ego-wise, that flinched.

Neither of us moved.

'AHHHHHHH!!!!'

Close enough for skin contact.

The slightest shift of my elbow.

A nudge of my mind to invade.

So easy to shred through a mind so broken. Wouldn't have much resistance. His ego too busy with them octopus tentacles.

'AHHHHHHH!!!!'

But that'd be cruel.

So, so cruel.

And I only had so much magic before dropping dead. Or passed out. Rather be dead though.

'Damn hope I don't regret this.'

I turned away.

'Two left.'

'AHHHHHHH!!!!'

Tripped right over the next person. A non-fanatic. Yay!

Another set of memories shredded and absorbed.

'One – Why can I see?'

'DUCK!!!'

I ducked.

Didn't duck enough.

Ducked nowhere near enough.

Two pole things slammed against my head and arm. Sent me flying. Bounced right off something. Went splat on the floor.

'RUN!!!'

I scrambled.

'Why floor so damn smooth?!?'

"Aww, where are you going, sweetie?" laughed a man. Closer and closer. 'This will be entertaining.'

Fingers dug through hair and yanked. Tossed me right into and over something else with another laugh.

'Weeee! Fly! Sweetie! Fly!'

'Fuuuuck.'

'RUN!!!'

'Get up!'

'Hahahahahaha!'

The world spun too much. Like a fucking Scrambler ride.

'Get up!'

Was it from magical exhaustion?

'Get up!'

Was it from being thrown like a ragdoll?

'Get up!'

Was it from landing with my damn head?

'Get up!'

'RUN!!!'

'Crawl!'

Limbs weren't cooperating. Nothing cooperated.

'Roll ov– Oh fucking no!'

Hands dragged me back.

'That's enough of that.'

A butt landed on my stomach. So bloody heavy.

"Go for the balls."

Couldn't feel my half my arms.

Couldn't breathe.

Couldn't do anything.

'Aww. How cute. Struggle more. Make this fun.'

Couldn't feel my legs.

Couldn't buck him off.

Couldn't do anything.

He just laughed.

And laughed.

And then... shifted.

'Don't panic. Don't panic. Don't panic.'

Left me with no movement.

His feet pinned my legs. His butt slid up onto my lower ribs, and I couldn't keep the air in.

'Don't panic. Don't panic. Don't panic.'

Fucking non-fingerless gloves.

Fucking turtleneck shirt.

Fucking staring at my boobs instead of my eyes.

The fucking creep.

"What did you do to the others?" His fingers playing with a lock of my hair.

Wanted to claw that fucking lazy grin off his fucking face.

How I wished the green glow was a Killing Curse aimed at his smug ass face.

It wasn't.

"An untrained little thing like you taking down Holtz... not happening. Not without enhancements. What can you do? Cooperate, and I'll consider not playing with you too long. I can be merciful."

'Massive fucking lie.'

His ego cackled too much. His excitement bubbling in my chest said everything.

Really putting him in competition for grossness with the fanatic faced egos. Made my skin crawl.

'What do?'

Not enough magic for a fucking Stupefy.

'What do?'

Not enough for any fire spells.

'What do?'

Even with a wand to mitigate wasting magic, not enough.

'What do?'

Not if I wanted to have the option to Apparate a Quidditch Pitch and a half away. Possibly two. Two would be great.

'What – Ah fuck it.'

I spat.

Aimed right for his eyes.

Got his chin instead.

And a stinging slap for the effort.

Sent the world on a Tilt-a-Whirl ride.

"You little bitch!" hissed in my ear. His hand gripping my jaw hard enough that I wouldn't be surprised if it snapped.

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