"You wanna fight me? Fine, I'm willing. However, I won't let this hall be our battlefield," I was composed, not letting my attacker get to my emotions. He obviously had some sentiment for the girl, so I trusted he only wanted me.
Savagely he lunged at me, emitting a bizarre energy in the form of sharp blades, almost like claws and spikes from hand to shoulder. Sinking a claw into the wall behind me, in a short pause he spoke, "I'm going to do to you what you did to her. You don't deserve the life you have, you're nothing but TRASH!"
I swiftly withdrew, taking a fighting stance best as I were able. He had obviously been serious about his threat. I lowered the air pressure in the hall and concentrated it into my hands. With a crash I broke the near by window, the wind and and rain seeping steadfast inside. Quickly running I plummeted down the four stories, the wind roaring in pursuit.
I steadily countered the speed of the fall, gracefully touching the earth. The man followed in a feral performance, leaping down fast. He was aiming right for me, claw dead set. In a seconds occurrence I had barely evaded, grazing my cheek he hit the concrete with a huge blast wave. I needed to take this man dead serious, or I would be quite dead myself.
He took quick, raw breaths then shouted, "I'M GOING TO END YOUR MISERABLE EXISTENCE!" He flung off the hood, and in the slow second of recognition my eyes grew stretched out in horror. "N-no… y-you? How could you? Why would you!?"
"It's been a VERY long time, hasn't it. Oh I've not missed you, in fact I absolutely abhor your living. So let me do the world a favor and put VERMIN like you, to waste."
He had sliced the rain drops as they fell in front of my eyes. Evading each claw as I were able in the frantic state I had now become. I launched a salvo of air blasts in his direction. He had just as easily torn them asunder, each blast destroyed quickly as it arrived.
"Don't make me laugh! Such pathetic attempts to cling to life!" The man smiled an eerie, contorted grin.
I was in nowhere near enough practice to properly defend myself, Sato being my only opponent. I launched air sickles in his direction, only to prove as a waste of energy. He had not even broken a sweat, nor moved toward myself more than a few feet.
"Thus is becoming life or limb, if I don't try my best, I might not have breath to take," I had thought frantically.
I began to let my power take hold, using whatever means to live. My eyes changed a brilliant blue color. I had no intention of killing, but this would kill anyone else. I concentrated the air around me, becoming so dense it was glowing bright.
"I won't let you stand in my way. Not now, not after all I've done."
The air forming into a small sphere of bright, hot energy. Wind in all directions flew in its direction, making it bigger. I had never used such a power, but I would not hit him, only scare him.
"Enough games, you couldn't control that plasma if you tried. Not that it would matter anyway."
The man rushed towards me, cutting the plasma in half. My eyes in disbelief, he was out of his mind. I tried containing the blast best as possible, though my attempt failed miserably. A fiery inferno exploded out of the center from the plasma. The entire parking lot was in chaos, cars destroyed, asphalt melted, trees ablaze.
I lay on the earth my head throbbing, vision blurry. I had to recollect what had happened. After I remembered the man stood above me, not a scratch on him. He was now cloaked in the eerie aura, spikes protruding from all over its form. It was terrifying, his presence in such havoc, remaining unharmed with no effort at all.
In a flash of lightning he was in front of me, took a swift step back then he thrust his claw downward. Plunged deep, piercing my body, into my core, then slowly driving in farther. I coughed up a puddled of blood. My eyes in immense agony, choking more by the second I held my jaw tight.
He drew closer to my ear and whispered, "farewell, rest in despair, once dear brother."
I lay on the cold wet earth, slowly getting warmer, yet I felt I was getting colder. Staring at the gray sky rain falling hard. I attempted to breath, yet only found myself coughing instead. I looked at my hand, it was covered in something black, steadily becoming red from the precipitation. Reality set in and I knew, I was going to die.
I quickly tried to force the air pressure to help my wound, "Gaaaaaaaah!" I took in slow, rasping breaths, trying not to take in too much air at once. The pain was agonizing, pulsating through every heartbeat. I forced myself to stand yet soon collapsed to hands and knees shortly after, blood trickled down my torso.
"Naaaargh!" I went from a crawl to a slow trudge, making my way towards the door of the hospital. I made my way through the automated doors and heaved over with a thud. I held my core with a vice grip, gradually losing all feeling and sensation. I could hear the horrified clamor of people around me. Sirens and the sound of heavy boots filled my ears. Vision fading and my voice horse, "Someone," I coughed up more sputum, "please… help me…"