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Chapter7: These past years part 2
Tears dropped to the ground as panting filled the air. Blood splattered on the ground when Mark's body went flying into some innocent bystander making them explode into a pile of blood and bone.
Marks horrified eyes locked onto the person who died before he looked up at Y/n who wasn't flying towards him but instead walking on the ground at him.
Y/n: Look around mark, resistance is futile. . No more people has to die. . .stop fighting kid.
Mark: Don't call me that! You lost that right!
Y/n pressed his lips into a line before he speed blitzed mark grabbing him by the face and slamming him onto his back with enough force to topple over a few buildings.
Mark was then thrown upwards into the sky before he took a palm to the face knocking him even higher as the back of his head got grabbed in a crushing grip that caused him pain.
The winds howled loudly and mark tried to free himself from Y/n's grasp as a airliner flew directly at him drawing a gasp from the teen.
Y/n: Watch. .
Mark: No! Stop!
The plane tried to lift itself out the way but Y/n flew towards it pushing mark into the large aircraft tearing through the metal as Mark extended his hands that killed the passengers it came into contact with as they made a beeline through the middle.
Marks body was completely covered in blood as the plane exploded around them while he sobbed loudly. Filled with rage he ripped himself out Y/n's grip and headbutt him with a shout before he flew backwards a few feet.
Mark: THIS CANT BE FOR NOTHING! Y/N I WANNA HEAR YOU SAY YOU DON'T LOVE ME! YOU LOVE ME I KNOW YOU DO!
Y/n: Mark-
Mark: TELL ME THESE PAST YEARS TO YOU MEANT NOTHING!
Y/n: Mark, shut up.
His hand shot out squeezing marks jaw keeping him still as he struggled punching Y/n multiple times who didn't flinch and head butt him.
A crack could be heard as Nolan appeared Infront of Mark striking his son across the cheek throwing him forward through the air spinning from the force behind it.
Nolan: Are you still fighting?
Mark: Fuck. . .you!
Nolan blinked at what mark said before he shook his head with a look of a disappointment.
The poor teen was punched in the stomach by his father throwing him at Y/n who drove his elbow into the top of his head.
Y/n: Stop crying it ain't doing anything for you.
Mark pivoted in the upper cutting Y/n who stared at him and bent his chin down on his younger brothers fist as a cracking sound filled the air.
Mark: Aughh!
Y/n slammed his knee into marks abdomen as Nolan grabbed his youngest son by the fabric of his costume before flinging him through the air.
Nolan: Consider this your reeducation mark.
The air whined as Mark spun trying to regain his bearings for second as Nolan punched his cheek blasting him even further before he took a second punch that broke the sound barrier with a loud boom.
Mark was being ganged up on by both his father and older brother as their blows sent him across countries.
Blood shot out marks lips as Y/n drop kicked him blasting him towards Nolan who hit him with a clothesline throwing the teenager superhero through some clouds.
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