Fanfiction : Sehun (PART 2)

High above the earth, two demonic beings fought each other. Beneath them, was the main ground of Harvad University which was packed with people standing still like cement. 

Xiumin was in rage knowing that he has been betrayed by his fellow brother, Sehun. Never crossed his mind that of all the people, Sehun was the one who injured him most. 

You shot me! Bastard!

Ximun took position, his footing strong and both of his arms set fit to prepare himself from Sehun's attack. Suddenly, a series of bolten lighting starts to shoot out, aimed directly at Xiumin. 

"Shit!" he was startled by the attack. He did block Sehun's lighting combo, but with a severe price. Now, Xiumin's palm screamed in agony. The heat presented in Sehun's blast really took a number on him. "Gah! Shit!" he screamed again in a painful roar. 

Unable to bear the pain, Xiumin clenched both of his hands and decided to strike him back. With the pain felt in both of his palm, a bright light suddenly started to appear. Covering his hands. The bright light then transformed into a coat of fire. 

"You may have lighting. But, fire is much much stronger than some petty form of electricity." Concomitant with those words, Xiumin shot out his arm to Sehun's body. Point blank, he attacks Sehun with fire in favor of a sphere. 

The speed was light fast, before Sehun could even anticipate his attack, the fire sphere hits him hard. Sehun immediately fell from the sky, and slammed to the ground hard. Trembling the earth itself. Sehun didn't rest in defeat, he instantly got back up and looked up, and somehow ... was able to smirk at Xiumin. 

noticing Sehun's odd gesture in this peril situation, Xiumin frowned his eyebrow. Feeling peculiar. "Why the hell are you smirking, Sehun? You are loosing and I'm winning. You are down below and I am high above. So there's nothing to be smirking at!" he said with a high tone.

"No, nothing. It's just ... funny." Sehun said, smiling.

"Funny? The hell do you mean?" Xiumin was perturbed by him.

Xiumin observed his behavior, and found Sehun suddenly squatted. He then looked up, and said with a sarcastic tone. "Even you, Xiumin -a high ranking demon, have limits that you alone cannot surpass. Unknown to you, I can see you are out of energy and near your power limit, Xiumin." Sehun then smiled widely. "But different from you, I ... am not even close to my limit."

By a sudden, white feathered wings started to appear on his back. White as snow as if angels from heaven itself gave wings to him. With one powerful flutter of his majestic angel wings, Sehun flew high up above ground, through clouds so thick. A few seconds later, Sehun was standing at the same level as Xiumin. 

Xiumin felt insulted with Sehun's words and gesture. He gnashed his teeth in anger. His big red eyes glow even redder and brighter. Much more concentrated than before. Much redder than blood. Xiumin moved swiftly and flutter his wings fast. 

Flying fast towards Sehun, Xiumin reached his hand up, preparing to attack him with one finishing blow. "Yes we are different, Sehun! But not by limit of power, but by experience in battle and bloodshed that has been spilled in war! Different from you, I have killed plenty! But no by mere fire magic - oh dear no. But with weapons!" 

With those trembling words, in Xiumin's right and left hand suddenly started to appear some kind of red mist. By traveling a few seconds later, the red mist then shapes form of a japanese katana. Two katana wiled by him, and a long chain straped on the bottom of halm, connecting the two kantanas. 

"Oh fuck!" Sehun rapidly moved his tall body trying to avoid Xiumin's piercing attack. But Xiumin was agile and his movement was fast, so some attacks did pierce Sehun's torso and right arm. Blood started to run down, staining Sehun's black leather jaket in red. Dripping of smeary blood hits the ground below. Luck for Sehun, Xiumin's goal was not to kill Sehun, but only to make him suffer till the break of death so he can drag his soul back to hell. 

But in Sehun's current condition, break of death sure felt real now.

"Your eyes ... they are turning grey." Xiumin pointed his left kantana to Sehun's face. 

"The sign of one demon about to meet his end. Sehun, let me tell you what will happen if we continue this pointless battle : I will win, and you will be close to die, and the result will always be the same. I drag you back to hell and you will serve the Lord demon himself. Nothing can change that fact. Nothing." Xiumin said confidently.

"You can never win by fighting point blank and directly, Sehun. You will ... eventually lose." he said. 

Out of breath and suffering near death, Sehun can't see properly. His vision was blurry and inconsistent. His legs trembling, his heart beats fast. Blood loss is one of Sehun's main concern. He could continue fighting this 'impossible to win' battle. But he could die ... will it even be worth to loss your life too?

But ... Sehun could also escape more intense suffering, and that's surrendering ... but will he be able to surrender to Xiumin and go to the depts of hell with him? Truly a hard question to answer.