Elena is frozen in place feeling mind-numbing pressure on her entire body. She just barely hears Top speak in a hushed whisper.
"Psst. Elena! This is probably the last chance we'll have to get intel from him so we have to capture him here and now."
Now Elena's mind races with panic. This was no game. Any second now her very life would come under attack and all she could think about was how much of a liability she has been up to this point. Unlike Top, she has no control whatsoever with her apparent ability. Anyone could see that she'd only survived this long because of Top's strength and quick wit. He seemingly has no trouble at all surviving and reacting on the battlefield, whereas Elena feels completely in over her head. The subsequent terror is suddenly, interrupted by the horrifying familiar sound of jet thrusters. The same masked man who had attacked them at her dad's job exploded out of the tree line with blinding speed and headed straight for Elena. Elena only narrowly got her hands up to somehow shield herself from the oncoming blow. Much like with the beast at Tops home, a ring of ancient Greek symbols surround Elena once again conjuring the invisible force field as a defensive measure. The man slams his fist into Elena's spell at maximum velocity but is immediately halted. However, Elena feels the force of a blow many times greater than the beast she warded off before and the spell dissipates on impact. Elenas is subsequently knocked backward by the astounding force and is immediately staring down the barrel of a pistol pointing directly at her head. Still stumbling she is a sitting duck. Unable to escape her mind races through a single thought.
"I'm gonna die!"
The man squeezes the trigger and the gun fires, but the bullet, misses its target. Top rushed in at the last moment to knock the gun off its mark. The man quickly corrects his aim toward Top but the gun is cut in two by a swift swipe of a sword. Top swings his sword a second time using the threat of the blade to set up and land a powerful spinning kick against the enemy. The impact is flush but the man ignores it, simply taking the blowing in stride and diving forward behind the force of his jet thrusters. Top is carried backward and slammed against a tree, yet undeterred. With no hesitation both his feet curl upward, using the tree behind him as leverage to kick the man off of him with enough force to forcibly reverse the man's course. Elena has since recovered from the shock of a near-death experience and claps her hands together. She isn't exactly sure why she does this but now was no time to dwell. The resounding smack of her hands echoes through the wood and the desperate haymaker that follows sends a destructive wave of energy cascading in a straight line towards the still airborne adversary. With a violent burst of his jet thrusters, the man gains altitude to avoid a direct magical assault but is knocked out of the sky by Top who had launched himself into a flying kick to intercept him. The masked man is only just able to right himself to land on his feet before slamming into the ground. Just then a second highly destructive wave surges toward him followed by a third, The man does several acrobatic maneuvers to avoid the assault, as Elena begins firing blast after blast of pure unbridled magic. It took several more dodges to do so but the moment he spotted an opening the jet thrusters ignited surging the masked man back towards Elena, but Top was faster. He instantly appears between the two stopping the masked man in his tracks with the flat of his blade. The resulting shockwave was so profound that it immediately extinguished the campfire. Top is struck by a quick left hook but places a front kick in the center of the man's torso sending him sliding several feet backward. After which The two began to casually circle one another. The man's mask lifts upward to reveal the smiling face of another teenager who couldn't have been much older than Top if he was any older at all. The only noticeable distinguishing feature is the Roman Numeral VI branded under his left Eye. A devious smile accompanies a halfhearted chuckle and the man points as he speaks to Top.
"I underestimated you the last time we met. Don't expect me to do that again Reaper Son."
"I don't care what you think you did last time.", Top responds coldly
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Ill-Fated: Son
FantasíaTop lived his days as just another teen trying to make something of himself, but then most teens dont have their house attacked by demons, beasts, and a masked supersoldier? The more he learns of the war he was born to the more control he feels slip...
