Demigods | Minchan

Chapter 13

October 3
2:00 p.m

"You've got to be kidding me," Minho groaned as he felt vines begin to wrap around his legs and thicken as they settled down. Minho tried to break free, but the vines only kept climbing up.

"Oh, come on Minho," Jihyo shouted. "You can do better."

"Oh my," Hyunjin gasped. "No way, am I....winning."

Jihyo had put Hyunjin up against Minho in the bracket. It was a normal competition about who would come out on top, and he was, unfortunately, against Hyunjin. There was a crowd surrounding them, most cheering for Hyunjin. They were either there to watch or compete. Minho never planned on joining, but Johnny signed him up without telling him. When Jinyoung saw the list of names, he seemed proud that Minho was finally participating in the Demigod Competition/Practice Battles, and Minho felt bad about disappointing him.

In this competition, they were allowed to use weapons and powers. Which gave the advantage to some. It was acceptable to injury your opponent, as long as you didn't take it too far. Minho would be suprised if someone ended up coming out with cuts and bruises.

"Hyunjin~" Minho sang as the vines came up to his chest. Minho would be able to use his knives, considering how his hands were tightly down. Hyunjin turned to look at Minho after cheering. "Let me go,"  Minho sweetly said.

"That's scary," Hyunjin yelped.

Chan walked with Jeongin and Changbin over to the crowd, wanting to also watch the matches. "You didn't sign up this time," Jeongin asked Chan.

"Mmh no," Chan shook his head. "I didn't feel like getting beaten up on my birthday today."

"Is that my lover," Changbin squinted his eyes as they got closer.

"It is!" Jeongin said suprised. Changbin looked around and asked a random kid what was going on. Chan also listened to the information coming out of the other's mouth.

Apparently, Minho had already won his past two matches, which seemed to bother a lot of them. Chan stared over at Minho, and saw him with messy hair and red marks on his face. Chan heard as Minho sweetly talked to Hyunjin at first, but the more Hyunjin ignored him and the closer the vines got to Minho's neck, the more frustrated Minho got.

"Ooh, it's about to get good," Changbin rubbed his hands together with a mischievous smile. "Who do you think will win?"

"Hyunjin."

"Minho."

Jeongin and Chan whipped their heads to make eye contact as a different name was said.

"Hyunjin!" Minho yelled. Hyunjin laughed, taunting Minho, and without noticing it himself, Hyunjin got closer. At this point, the seven boys knew not to get too close to Minho when the grey waves began to form. Hyunjin screamed as the waves shot at him.  Hyunjin screamed at the sudden fear he felt. He had experienced this before, but this time it was different. It wasn't as bad as before. It felt like he was being jump scared instead of being terrified. Without thinking, Hyunjin loosed the grip he had on Minho, giving the boy enough strength to break off the plant and charge at Hyunjin.

"Wait! Wait!" Hyunjin put his hands up in defense.

"Ow."