Chapter 323: Never Ending Rage Part 2 (1/2)
”Go on without me… I'll…”
Zinnia held her hand out as her electrical katana appeared. The moment it reached her hand, she bolted ahead, vanishing with a bolt of lightning behind her. Cutting through Anger, she bit her lip, causing it to bleed as she kept going back and forth, attacking non-stop, striking the Stage of Grief with each blink of the eye. Feeling her overwhelming dread take her over, she screamed, outgoing even faster. Just a simple blur, Anger was cut down, again and again, her armour cracking at the raw power. As Zinnia crashed back down, pinning Anger to the ground, she held her katana behind her swinging it once more as a giant tornado ripped through the village, swallowing her up. Slashing her arm back around the tornado was consumed by serval elements of hail, lightning and fire, causing a mixed reaction before blowing the tornado up completely. Coming back together, Zinnia raised her sword up, casting more lightning storms destroying the last of her village in a pit of rage. As the last of her energy was used up, Anger came shooting forward, landing a single punch to Zinnia's stomach. It was enough to shatter her ribs and destroy her insides in a single blow. Coughing up blood, Zinnia collapsed to the ground, defeated once and for all.
Anger took serval pants before giving up and leave Zinnia to die alone. The snowstorm came hammering in, slowly burying the two heroes. Zinnia stared blankly at her father's corpse being buried in the snow as she began to share his fate. Gritting her teeth, she tried to scream, but her lungs wouldn't let her as she kept gargling up blood. Hissing, she spoke with all her might choking on her blood more and more in her last moments. ”I'll kill you! I can't let you get away with this! I can't die here….”
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”Do you remember that Zinnia Trost? Do you remember the moment you died alone and filled with rage and anger for me, and because of that, you activated my Stage? Anyone with hate in their heart for me will return until their hatred is ripped from their soul. You've been given a great curse Zinnia Trost. The curse of immortality.”
”Leave her alone!” Iris yelled, throwing a cube at high speed at Anger. Then, turning, she flicked it away as the cube was launched out of the building like it was nothing. ”No way….”
”Bow your heads or face the consequences. You cannot best me faker.”
Iris backed away, looking to her allies, feeling overwhelmed. ”This can't be happening…. I, I can't. Alice? Where are you sis, please help us.”
Anger snarled, throwing Zinnia aside, who was still traumatised by these past events as Anger approached Iris. ”Look how truly pathetic you are, Iris Hawthorne. Still hiding under the wing of your far superior sister. How much longer do you wish to be a mere shadow to her? Those who cannot fight their own battles do not deserve to live, therefore. Allow me to put you out of your misery!”
”STOP IT!” Zinnia roared, racing in striking Anger. Then, holding her arm up, the blade held against the golden armour as Anger held Zinnia in a stalemate. ”You won't hurt any more of my friends!”
”It's unbearable, isn't it? The rage and anger constantly taking you over. You're never sure who you truly are anymore as everything becomes a blur to the never-ending rage. Fighting me is futile. You cannot hope to win. You couldn't defeat me the first time.” Anger threatened, overpowering Zinnia holding her to the groundbreaking her guard. ”You couldn't defeat Denial, and you couldn't defeat Ten. What good are you, Zinnia Trost, apart from constantly losing. Give it up, and I'll make it quick.”
”No!”
Zinnia ripped herself from the ground, fading in and out, passing by with lightning bolts striking everywhere. Appearing behind Anger, she spun around, igniting a flaming tornado sweeping everything up as it tunnelled towards Anger. Crouching down into a stance, Anger held her hands into a fist each by her side as she blasted one forward. ”Absolute cancel.” Her fist landed against the tornado stopping it dead in its tracks, breaking it apart, leaving nothing in her wake. Turning her hands around, her eyes kept flashing with each pass as Anger kept whispering to herself. ”One, two, three, four, five. Stance five, unrelenting torment.”
Standing on one leg, Anger opened her hands into an open palm position waiting for Zinnia. Taking the bait, Zinnia flipped forward into a spinning wheel motion ramming at Anger's position. Once contact was made, Anger's hands propelled at high speeds blocking each attack. Landing a single strike on Zinnia, forcing her to relive the moments of her father's death. She soon remembered how she had no chance in victory being left for dead as a weakling. This only sent Zinnia into a further unnatural rage attacking Anger with no real plan or fighting style, just swinging her sword aimlessly, hoping to win. This would only continue to work in Anger's favour overpowering Zinnia each and every time. ”She's completely lost it.” Harmony whispered. ”Shouldn't we help her?”
”Doing that would only get in her way.” Tempo admitted. ”There's nothing we can do.”