((Aeris))
The next day was the same temperature, same sun, same buildings, same everything. We patched Cloud up and tried not to speak of the incident again. We did decide to see if Sephiroth would show up for the next round or not and to see if we can laugh at him when he loses. 'Well I'll laugh at him… the jerk…' We hand our tickets to the man and find good seats.
"Welcome back!" The announcer yells. "To day two of three days! The champion of yesterday was Seed #5: Sephiroth! But will he survive onward? Let's find out!" "Seed #6: Miroku! Seed #7: Sango! Seed #8: Inu Yasha! Seed #9: Sesshoumaru! And Seed #10: Naraku! Let's go!!! Will Seed #5 and Seed #7 come forth!" the announcer called.
Sephiroth walked out, boldly and evilly. His right hand on his sword. His gothic cape followed with the wind. He faced the entering way and watched as a young women appeared, Sango. A large boom-a-rang on her back. Sephiroth snickered. Sango meanly glared at him. "Fight!" The announcer cheerfully screamed. Sephiroth remained still. Sango pounced forward then flung her boom-a-rang forward. It twisted majestically straight at Sephiroth, he remained still. Then it finally reached him, Sephiroth jetted out his masamune and the boom-a-rang split in half. Sango frowned and stared as her boom-a-rang fell apart. Sephiroth shot forward like a bullet and hit Sango in her side. She fell lifeless. Blood formed a puddle from under her. Some medics came out and hauled her out. Sephiroth smirked a bit then walked out. "W-Well, there is no rule about causing your opponent to bleed, but if she dies Sephiroth will be eliminated. So on!" "Seed #5 vs. Seed #9!"
Sephiroth grumbled as he stood back up. He once again stepped out and faced the entering way. Another man stepped out. Dressed in a kimono type get-up and a large boa on his shoulder. Light blue hair and gold-ish eyes. He calmly stepped in front of Sephiroth. "Go!" The announcer blurted out. Sesshoumaru lunged forward and sliced at Sephiroth. Just then Sephiroth vanished through thin air. Sesshoumaru paused and twisted around. "Where?" He whispered. Suddenly he heard Sephiroth's voice. "Sin harvest!" Sesshoumaru levitated in the air. He struggled to get free, but it was no use. Then great pressure came upon him. He yelled out. A dark red light came over him and slashed through him. His eyes widened as he fell to the ground. A gapping hole was revealed through Sesshoumaru's stomach as the red light faded. The medics started to come out when Sesshoumaru stood. He panted a bit. Then looked for Sephiroth, but he was nowhere. He kept alert. 'Perhaps he'll make it!' Then suddenly, those dreaded words appeared from nowhere, those words that pierced skin and made your blood run cold. "Sin harvest!" Sesshoumaru knew it was coming. He clenched his hand into a fist, closed his eyes then he levitated. A dark red light appeared before him. It shot through his body, this time larger. Sesshoumaru collapsed to the ground, the light faded. His eyes remained shut. Blood pored from his wound. Medics ran out and carried Sesshoumaru out. Sephiroth flashed back, with eyes closed. The crowd was silent, no one cheered nor clapped. Sephiroth went out the exit, why I don't know.
"Well, I have just gotten word that Sees #6 has dropped out! So Sephiroth will come against Seed #8: Inu Yasha! But first, let's take a quick rest." The announcer's voice disappeared.
"Can he do that?" I talk to myself. "He's insane. Right in front of the public! The psychotic fool!" Cloud gasped. "Perhaps they'll kick him out." Vincent laid back. "They wouldn't even try." Cloud crossed his arms. "I can't believe this!" I yell, "Can't anyone beat him?!"
"Ok! Will the next opponents come out!" The announcer came on. Sephiroth came out, he yawned in boredom then stood straight. Then Inu Yasha came out. His red clothes stuck out along with his long whitish hair and ears. His eyes gleamed at Sephiroth. "I will finish what Sesshoumaru started!" He yelled. "Fight!" The announcer declared.
Sephiroth laughed. "Imbisel." He whispered. Inu Yasha's eyes glared to red. He sprang forward with claws extended. Inu Yasha still jetted forward. Sephiroth remained still. Everyone kept silent, waiting, watching. Sephiroth put on an angry face then held out his sword straight. Inu Yasha stopped in front of Sephiroth. Everyone gasped and stood out of their seats. Everything stopped. Time, laughter, jokes, blinking. I bit my fingernails. Inu Yasha kept his claws out, but his other hand twitched. His ears lowered and he made a tiny noise. He swallowed then looked down. Sephiroth's long masamune stuck through Inu Yasha's stomach and out his back. Inu Yasha grunted, blood streamed down his wound. It blended with his clothes. Sephiroth shoved it in with great force. Everyone felt Inu Yasha's pain then. Sephiroth shoved again, squinted then kicked Inu Yasha off his sword. He collapsed to the ground. Medics rushed out and quickly got Inu Yasha out. Sephiroth raised his sword and began to walk out. Then he licked his bleeding sword as he left.
Everyone sat frozen and whispered among each other. "Is he trying to kill every one?" I breathe deep. "I can't believe this." Cloud lays his head on his hands. "L-Lets take a break!" The announcer tries to stay cheerful but he fails. Everyone sighs in a slum. Minutes pass and everyone remains silent. No one dares to speak and now people are watching their backs.
I cough. "Ok! Let's get the show on the road!" The announcer pops on. "Come out Seed #5 and Seed #10!" Sephiroth walks, evilly, out. No one dares to ponder his name. It is like eating knives when you say it. As if you are eating fire. Then another man steps out from the entering area. A weird purple and white out-fit and long pitch black hair. He elegantly walks along. His eyes look as if they're black. "This guy looks menacing enough." Vincent sighs. Naraku stops and stares at Sephiroth and he does the same. "Fight!" The announcer commands.
"Where is your weapon?" Sephiroth says. "Weapons are for cowards." Naraku smiles. "So be it." Sephiroth laughs. Naraku jumps forward. Sephiroth slashes, but his sword amazingly misses. Naraku jumps and rams into Sephiroth. Sephiroth grabs Naraku and flings him into the wall. Naraku reflects off the wall and hits the ground. Then the sand exploded and trailed to Sephiroth. It collided with him. Sephiroth sliced through the sand tornado and slammed into Naraku. Naraku twisted Sephiroth around and a dark orb of black light formed in his hand. He pressed it roughly against Sephiroth and it detinated. Dark lights, as if from hell, flashed about. Lighting struck upon the stadium and people rushed out. The lights covered Sephiroth like a flaming blanket. Sephiroth disappeared under the array of lights. Dark red pillars of flames formed around the blanket of lights and centered in. As the pillars collided with one another they formed a clash of gleaming lights that exploded into a huge firework. The lights faded. Smoke covered the ground. It all lifted and revealed Sephiroth, lying on the ground. He easily stood. A bit of blood ran frown his shoulder and face. "That all?" Sephiroth laughed. Naraku grinned. Sephiroth jumped forward and forced his sword into Naraku. Naraku blocked the sword with a shield of lights. Sephiroth kept straightforward. Naraku laughed at this pitiful attempt. Sephiroth urged still to get through. Naraku crossed his arms as if he was safe. Then Sephiroth lifted his sword and slammed into the shield. Naraku gasped as Sephiroth broke through. The shield lifted and Sephiroth rampaged into Naraku. He stabbed his sword through Naraku's chest. Naraku gasped. Sephiroth angrily urged it forward. Blood ran down the masamune. Naraku grunted and then grabbed the sword. He pulled it forward. "Take your best shot." He grunted. Sephiroth grinned, held out his hand and suddenly an aurora of red light formed from his hand. It swirled a bit then stuck Naraku's face. Naraku slipped off the masamune and collapsed. Medics ran out, but before they could reach Naraku he vanished. Everyone gasped as they noticed that he wasn't coming back. Sephiroth cracked his back then walked to the exit. "Winner is Sephiroth!" The announcer sounded shaky. Sephiroth scrapped his sword against the wall and blood rubbed off causing a line of pure red blood. He walked out and disappeared through the darkness.
Cloud remained silent, mouth a gape. "Oh my gods!" I was still stunned. "Never in my life have I seen someone actually hit Sephiroth." Vincent said. Cloud nudged him. "Well once or twice." Vincent got up. "Well that was more that my eyes can take, I'm goin' home." Vincent headed for the exit. "Yeah. Me too." I said. "Hm." Cloud sighed as we all headed home.