Darcy stood in the field, her long hair blowing in the wind. she wasn't dressed as she normally did, she was wearing a skirt with shorts underneath, her long legs covered in socks and high knee boots, her shirt was pinned down by a corset and her right arm was a criss cross of leather ribbons, her other arm had a glove that was all the way up to her elbow, she was wearing an updated version of a warriors outfit, made for a girl, and all in black. she looked sadly to her opponent. she reached into her pocket and took out a purple ribbon, she tied her hair up.
she had come here just to train her powers but this wise guy had turned up, he ha tried to bite her before he had realised who she was. she bent down and tied her shoe lace, she never took her eyes of of this guy. she heard something behind her. a dark shape running towards her. whoever it was, was in trouble, this guy looked like he took no prisoners.
"You going to fight me, little pureblood" he got a hole blown in his arm "looks like you are"
"Name yourself" Darcy shouted above the roar of the wind
Subject: Showing your true colours. 
