Facade - Banginho/MinChan

Chapter Twenty-Three

Time for a confrontation.

Strike landed on the roof with a loud thud, making the building tremble.

Strike stared at Chris, some undescribable glint in his eye. "What are you and the other villains planning?"

Chris shook his head, staring at Strike's masked face. Chris spat out his words, intimidation dripping from his voice. "None of your business."

Chris may look like he was angry at face value, but it was actually all a facade. Really, deep inside he felt extremely nervous.

By Chris' deductions, Minho could be literally standing right in front of him, and that kind of scared him. Did he really want to know?

Did he really want to finally resolve his inner conflict?

Strike threw his hands out, a large beam of fire towards Chris. "Well, no matter what it is, we will stop you!"

Chris' eyes widened as he saw the beam of fire come towards his way. Chris immediately rolled out of the way in order to dodge, arms hugging his body to protect himself.

That was close.

Chris immediately got up and almost got hit in the face by Strike's fist.

How the hell did he get over here so fast?

Chris almost fell over trying to dodge his fist but was able to counter quickly with his own, Strike expertly dodging it himself. Strike then almost immediately let out a roundhouse kick right after, hitting Chris straight in the abdomen.

Chris stumbled back, clutching his chest as he felt the side of his face get hit with one of Strike's fists. In a mere second later, Chris felt two more hard punches hit his stomach, causing him to fall to the floor.

Chris groaned as he writhed in pain on the floor. Strike really knew how to fight properly.

No shit, sherlock, he's literally a famous superhero.

Chris felt Strike loom over him. "Now will you tell me your plans?"

Chris gritted his teeth. He needed to get up. "N-never!"

Chris tried to get up, but he was immediately kicked back down with Strike's boot.

Chris needed to do something, but he didn't know what. You see, the problem with the roof was that there was barely anything Chris could throw with his telekinesis, so he could only fight with his fists.

In hindsight, maybe going up on the roof wasn't the best idea.

Suddenly, Chris had an idea.

Maybe he didn't need to throw something.

Chris took a deep breath before using his telekinesis to sweep Strike's legs out from under him, causing him to fall to the floor.

Score.

Chris willed himself to stand up through all his pain, just as Strike started to sit up. Chris immediately stepped on Strike's hand, causing Strike to yell out in pain. Chris raised an eyebrow, venom and sarcasm dripping from his voice. "Ha, how you like that, hero?"

Chris then realized that this would be the perfect opportunity to reveal Strike's identity.

He was vulnerable.

But did he really want to?

This was the moment that he has been waiting for for so long. To know the person who ruined his life all those years ago. He's been waiting to get his revenge.

But ever since he's been getting hints and indications that his best friend Minho may be Strike, he didn't really know what to feel. He didn't want Minho to be Strike, he didn't want the one person that he trusted the most to be the one person that he hated the most.

But it seemed so likely, he didn't know what to do.

Chris looked down at Strike who he had to kick a few more times for him to stay down, anger suddenly filling his body. He was the one that killed his family, whether he was Minho or not. He needed to know who was the one that ruined his life to get his revenge.

Before he could change his mind, Chris reached out with a shaky hand and ripped off Strike's mask without hesitation.

A/N Sorry that the updates are so spaced out, they're supposed to be every other day but it seems that they are weekly now oops. don't worry, I'm not being lazy or anything its just that I'm writing something big for one of my other books and that's taking a lot of my writing time, i apologize once again :)

also next chapter is going to be really interesting in way more ways than you probably think. ;)

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