Final Confrontation
Sara's body hit the ground and the earth shook with a thunderclap. Mark and Tajiri turned their attention away from Damian. They knew exactly what had just happened. Damian smiled, as he too knew what had happened. Mark dropped to his knees in shock, a look of broken grief upon his face. Tajiri turned back to face Damian. His eyes flashed blue. "(You killed her!)" he said to Damian.
"No, I had her killed," said Damian with an evil grin. "There is a world of difference."
Tajiri charged Damian and jumped into the air with a lunging kick. Damian just put his hand up and Tajiri stopped in midair. Then Damian motioned with his hand and Tajiri was flung into the ledge of the balcony. With another wave of his hand Tajiri flew across the arena and into the balcony ledge on the other side. Tajiri's face connected with the ledge with a crunch. Damian moved his hand one more time and Tajiri flew up to the ceiling, banging past the rafters as he did. He connected with the ceiling with a crack and stay pinned up there. Damian looked at Mark, who was still looking towards the entranceway. Damian just shook his head and lowered his arm. Tajiri fell from the ceiling instantly and plummeted towards the concrete below. Aurora walked out from behind the curtain at the entranceway and Tajiri landed with a splat on the ground at her feet. Aurora looked down and saw Tajiri's blood pooling out from his body. A few seconds later another great thunderclap shook the arena. With a smile, Aurora stepped on and over Tajiri's body and headed for the ring. She stopped when she saw only Damian and Mark. "Where are the others?" she asked.
"Defeated," said Damian. Aurora frowned. Mark looked like he was still in shock. "Is she really dead?"
"She is," said Aurora with a smug grin of satisfaction.
"It's all over, Mark," said Damian. "Your last tie to this existence is gone now. Come home with us. Come back to where you truly belong."
Mark lowered his hands from his face and put them on the blood-soaked mat. He could see Aurora smiling. A fire of hate began to build from deep within him. Damian put a hand on Mark's shoulder. "We did this all for you, Mark," he said. "We wouldn't have done this if we didn't care."
Mark knew that Damian was both telling the truth, and mocking him. "You want me to be where I belong?" he asked. Damian smiled. "I belong HERE!" With that he half-turned his body and axehandled Damian in the face to send him down. Then Mark stood up. His eyes flashed green for a brief instant before rolling up into his head. Then his whole body began to glow with the same green fire as before. Aurora took a few steps back and Damian scrambled to stand. Mark lifted his arms straight out to his sides. Bolts of lightning broke through the ceiling of the arena and struck the ground. Where they struck began great fires. Damian, too, backed away from Mark now. Mark turned his head to look at Aurora. He held out his hand to her and a bolt of lightning coursed down from the sky and struck her. She screamed as its energy coursed into her. Damian could only watch as she erupted in flame and dropped to the ground. Then Mark turned to face Damian.
A sly smile crossed Damian's face. "Is that your final decision?" he asked Mark.
"It is," said Mark.
Damian looked up and let out a sigh. He noticed that the ceiling directly above them both was about to cave in. Slowly, he looked back at Mark. "I'm really sorry you feel that way," he said to Mark. "Too bad really. You could have ruled the entire world."
"I don't ever want to see your face again," warned Mark.
Damian looked around the fiery arena. "Don't worry, you won't," he said with a smile as the ceiling suddenly gave way and a large chunk of steel and came crashing down upon both of them, crushing them both under its weight.
To be continued…
