FIGHT

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She's waiting for him to come and just sit on the stair.

"I've been waiting for you, Cha JaeHyung", as soon as he come with the hostage, she's shot the hostage first making him mad for interfered his mission

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"I've been waiting for you, Cha JaeHyung", as soon as he come with the hostage, she's shot the hostage first making him mad for interfered his mission.

"You shouldn't do that sweetie", he looked at her. "Max would be disappointed if he knew you'd be the old yourself", he taking out the gun trying to shoot her but she took out a pocket knife and throw it to his hand making the gun fall from his hand.

He ducked out of the way as another fist came at him. Her side already sported three clean, deep cuts from his knifes. It stung like hell and was getting blood everywhere.

Words have no place in a fight to the death. She lunge at him but feint at the last second. He goes whistling past her, his hands outstretched to grab her, and she basically leap onto him like a howler monkey. He throws his hands up into her hair and yanks, bending over and trying to flip her off but she's clinging on for dear life, viciously digging her nails into his as hard as she can. He spins and rushes backwards. She don't even realize what he's doing until he slams her into the wall behind tgem. Her grip almost loosens and almost fall off for a second but she managed to tighten her arms at the last second and keep a hold of him.

He snarls, twisting and throwing himself into a forward roll. And then they're fighting furiously.
Her blood sings with the sudden adrenaline and she throw herself to the side while throwing her hands at him but he pushed her back so hard made her hit the ground hard and roll, leaping back to her feet and made a high kick in front of his face. She hit him with both her fist. He throws her off and yanks to her feet, shoving her away from him.

He's definitely the better, more trained fighter and he has agility and coordination and strength on his side. His punches graze her. She manage to blast him away from her almost every time he tries to land a hit. He manages to hit her once and she fly backward and hit the ground hard but she roll over onto her belly and throw her hands out, close them as if she's grabbing his ankles, and yank them towards her. He slams backwards, hitting the floor hard and she drag him towards her. He lets out a curse as she climb on top of him and punched him on the face hard.
He was bigger and tougher than her, but she was small and scrappy and had learned long ago how to use that to her advantage. She dove for JaeHyung knees, slammed an elbow into his kneecap with a jolt of pain, and was off before he hit the ground.

But she was already tiring from the constant onslaught. She stumbled and he took advantage of the moment of weakness by sinking his fist into her stomach. Air evacuated her lungs with haste and bile rose to sting her throat. She swallowed it down. A series of strangled coughs escaped as she tried to breathe and his legs buckled beneath her. Her bones rattled when they hit the sealed cement floor.

There wasn't much time to consider what had brought her to this point in her life, crumpled up on the floor and he lifted her into the air by her shirt, its fabric cutting into his armpits, her legs kicking, trying desperately to make purchase on any part of JaeHyung's body. Wasn't much time to get comfortable there, either. With surprising force, she get up in speed and tossed him off the floor.
Staying on the ground was not an option as interesting as the new vantage point was. He bounded to his feet, grimacing as his now broken rib objected. Air filled his lungs too slowly or, at least, it seemed that way. JaeHyung coughed again, a pathetic wheezing sound. His foot struck something that skittered away with a familiar clatter. He shot a quick glance in its direction. A gun! Somehow, in all the excitement-the primal, anger-induced, desire to inflict physical harm-he'd forgotten the weapon holstered on his side, now on the ground and resting just out of reach.

As he stretched for it, stooped over like an old man in need of a cane, a pair of Chris boots attached to tight leather pants, kicked it. He watched it spin comically away from him as she blocked him from going after it, and he wondered if his life was just one giant cosmic joke at this point. A comedy of errors.
She'd looked him over with those eyes of hers and without missing a beat replied.

After the second, she picked up the gun, schooling her expression into one of strength and control-at least that was the goal. No telling how close she'd gotten as the room kept tipping to the right while blood pounded in her ears, making it almost impossible to concentrate. She wished it would stand still, it was super inconvenient of it to keep spinning like that.

At a fast speed, JaeHyung run towards the knife he dropped while fighting just now. After a cursory glance showed no one in his immediate vicinity, she pointed the gun at him and fired.

He fly over the knife through her shoulder. And the bullet pierced through his shoulder. She lets out a strangled grunt of pain and staggers, dropping to all fours, clutching the deep knife took it out from her shoulder making her groaning in pain. Before JaeHyung falled, he picked up the gun and pointed on her face. She's panting, sweaty and her hair is getting all in her eyes now. She feel like an animal, blood in her mouth and on her hands.
"You can't beat me, Christine Kim", he pulled the trigger. "No one can", he smiled at her with his broken face of him.
"But I can", she smiled when she saw him coming for her as he shot him on his chest making him stumbled and fall from the building.






































She thought that she's saved already but suddenly he grabbed her legs and she's holding on the floor.
Max get to his feet and try to catched her hand from fall and grab her hand but she realised JaeHyung clutching both of her legs trying to climbed up. Panic flares up in her body as he already hold tightly on her waist.

























She looked at Max tearing up.




























"Don't. Chris. Don't you ever think of it", Max panic as he realised what she's tried to do.



























"I'm sorry, Max", she stabbed Max's hand making him shouting in pain and letgo of her hand. While both of Chris and JaeHyung falling down, Chris was being straddled by JaeHyung and punching her in the face with as much force as she heard something crack and blood gushes from her nose.



























She then slayed his neck with the knife she stabbed Max's hand making the blood gushing out like a broken faucet.






















She could heard Max and Ben shouted for her name from the upper building.



























Every of her memories with MoonBin walked through her mind as well as ASTRO and iKON member, her family, Chrystal, Nancy, Max and her teammates and even her son, EunMin.




































She's smiling at them before she and the dead JaeHyung and fall to the sea.

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