Hell-ish

Chapter 1

The screen flashed in front of me as I watched the fierce battle take place on the T.V screen. The two figures fighting were mere flashes as they shot at each other and threw blasts of water and lighting back and forth. I watched in awe, seeing how evenly matched the two were. Some people would say this was good, at least the enemy wasn't winning. This, however, wasn't the case. The enemy may not be winning, but neither were we.

"This is just a clip of the battle that took place this evening between Hell-ish and our so called saviour. However it seems like this superhero needs to spend more time in class and less time fighting the big boys battle if he ever wants to win, therefore.."

I switched the T.V off, frowning at the news presenter. Who was she to give her opinions on the battle and the situation? She wasn't a superhero, nor did she work with them, so how could she tell Shiroi-Tenshi to go back to school?

I heard a sigh from behind me, making me turn to see my cousin standing in the doorway of my bedroom. He was shirtless and had a bandage wrapped around his torso and around his forehead.

"She has no idea what she's talking about," I muttered, jumping off my bed to stand beside him. Neji shook his head, leaning his back against the doorframe. He looked over at me, hurt and shame mixed into his expression.

"She does Hinata; she's voicing the opinions of everyone. I'm failing. They should just get somebody else to fight." Neji stormed out of my bedroom. I followed after him down the hallway, past Hanabi's bedroom to his own. He slammed the door before I got there and locked it.

"Neji, don't be so hard on yourself," I called through the wood, leaning against the door and knocking gently.

"What's the point Hinata? What if I can never kill Hell-ish?" He called back; his voice muffled which made me think he was pressing his head into the pillow. I didn't doubt Neji, I knew he would one day kill Hell-ish, but time was taking its toll and everyone else was starting to doubt his abilities.

"The point is if you stop fighting then Hell-ish will destroy the world. You're the only thing standing in his way of winning." I wasn't angry with my cousin but my voice was firm as I wanted him to listen to me, but I knew him. He wouldn't listen to me tonight. Tonight he wouldn't listen to anyone, not after another battle.

"Hinata, just go to bed," he muttered. I would have replied and argued that I wanted him to let me in, but when Neji was like this there wasn't much point.

"Goodnight then," I called through the door, waiting momentarily to see if he would answer. He didn't so, sighing, I stood straight and slowly walked back down the hall to my own bedroom, going inside and closing the door behind me.

I walked across my large room to the doors at the other end which lead to my balcony and stepped out into the night air. It was a cool January evening and I shivered slightly under my jumper. The balcony was the shape of a semi-circle and it had always reminded me of the balcony in Romeo and Juliet. This was the place I found it easiest to think.

Walking to the edgy of the balcony I leant against the stone side, looking across the landscape in front of me. Our house was situated on the top of a hill and my bedroom, which faced off of the side of our house, overlooked a small wood and passed that a beach and the ocean. The view was amazing and I loved to come out here and just think; it always cleared my head, which today was in desperate need of clearing.

All this Hell-ish business had been making me come out here even more often for the last year or so, since he first appeared. It wasn't a shock when he came, supernatural villains were always coming in and out of our town and attacking our civilisation, but it was a shock that it was him. Everyone had been expecting and waiting for him to come for over 100 years before he arrived, ever since the prophecy.

100 years ago, my great-great grandfather was named the greatest superhero of all time after he defeated an evil like no other. He had also had a power no other had had. He could see the future and before he died he made a prophecy which had left the superhero world in a state of fear.

He wasn't sure when it would happen but an evil that would be more powerful than any before, even the one he defeated, would come to our planet and destroy it. This evil would be unstoppable. Unless one of his descendants had powers and would then be able to rise up against him.

Being a superhero isn't genetic, it happens randomly, so no one knew when one of our family members would discover their powers. As my great grandfather, my grandfather, my father and uncle never had powers, no one knew how long it would be before the prophecy came true. However, 2 years ago Neji discovered he had powers, he could manipulate the elements. I remember everyone was so happy, the saviour had been discovered. So Neji went to Superior, the school for superheroes, to train and became Shiroi-Tenshi and waited for the day the evil would come. And just over a year ago, he did.

My great-great grandfather had left a description of the enemy, which was passed down through our family each generation. This evil would look like a human, a man, but with wings of an angel and ears and tail like a cat. He would be beautiful, tempting, but possess the power of energy which he would use to blow up the earth.

The saviour would possess the power to restrain energy. He would be able to create a shield to blanket and hold the energy in and save the world from destruction. Neji was very powerful and had many different powers, but not this one. He trained hard and worked towards learning but he hadn't developed it yet, which only put even more pressure on him.

I sighed heavily, looking up into the starry night sky. Neji and Hell-ish had been battling for a year now and neither could kill the other. It was frustrating to watch Neji work so hard with no end result, but there was nothing else we could do. People at Superior were starting to doubt Neji would be able to save the world, many said we should send different superheroes to fight, ones of age, but as the head of Superior, my father refused. He hadn't given up on him yet, which always made me happy. He did however make Neji train almost every second of his life.

I felt sorry for Neji and wanted to help him, but what could I do? I didn't have powers and honestly never wanted to get them, but there was a chance I still could. In any person, you can discover you have powers up until you turn 20, which is when you become of age, otherwise you're completely mortal. I wanted to stay mortal, I wanted Neji to be mortal too, but he never would be.

"Why did Hell-ish have to appear?" I sighed and turning to sit on the balcony edge. I felt down, I always did when Hell-ish attacked. He attacked every two weeks or so, I guess he had to regain his strength, which meant that Neji was actually doing something. But still, it was always a scary and tense event.

I looked at the sky again. Really I should have been getting ready for bed as it was school tomorrow, but I didn't think sleep would come, even if I tried. I had too much going on in my head.

"Why can't Hell-ish disappear?" I muttered. Life would be so much easier if he could have come years later, then we wouldn't have to deal with him.

I leant back slightly to relax, forgetting where I was sitting, and slipped off the edge. I screamed as I fell, grabbing onto the rocky side to try to get a grip, but failing. Thankfully my legs were bent over the edge so they kept me from completely falling off but I was still hanging upside down, 20 feet from the ground.

"HELP!" I screamed, reaching my hands up and clawing the rocks so hard that I could feel my nails break. I squeezed my legs tight, trying to keep my hold but I felt them slipping slightly. "NEJI, DAD!" Everyone was home so they should have heard me, but there was no response and there were no neighbours for at least 100 meters so there was no hope there. What am I going to do?

I felt a hard tug on one of my hands, pulling me upwards. I hadn't even heard anyone come out onto the balcony but I wasn't going to complain for being saved. I was pulled hard to my feet and flew forward into my saviour.

"Oh, thank god Neji," I muttered, pushing myself off of him, breathing heavily and looking up at him. I instantly froze, staring into the man's eyes, which was most definitely not my cousin. Deep sea blue eyes stared back at me from the unbelievably beautiful face of Hell-ish. I took a large gulp, my heart racing. It was him, the man who was trying to destroy the world and kill my cousin. He stood in front of me with a smallsmile on his face. I was in trouble.

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