Unchain (Draft)

Five Minutes Earlier

Running into Gamma, body layered in rapid sparks of yellow light, Ella drags him across the entire room, demolishing the capital's wall by throwing Gamma into it.

"Is that..." Holding back his full monster form, Gamma rises from the walls crumbling debris, eyeing Ella in a vicious way, aiming to kill. "All you got!" And, draining her strength, he uses it to strike her stomach, all while dodging a beam of water, smacking her into Lady Wave, far from where Kenith lay.

He then, with incredible speed, appears behind them both, taking their necks in his grasp, smacking both girls to the dome form by Ellanie's powers, smearing their faces on it with force.

"Open up! -" One of Gamma's eyes widen, shifting from his normal self to the beast he tried so hard to contain for some unknown reason. "ArE tHey- Die!"

As he fights to contain himself, Gamma clenches on the back of their neck harder, causing Kenith's grandmother to bump into Elianie as she reaches out to that monster.

"Please!" She cries out. "For the name of god, let her go."

It took only seconds for Gama to realize the relationship between them both and of who she spoke about. When he did catch on, Gamma raises Ella further up the force field, pressing on to her neck adding more pressure.

"Do you mean her? Is she your daughter? Siblings?" Gamma bloody grin keeps on his face, strangling Ella from behind until he gains an answer.

"I'm her grandmother! Grandmother!" She runs to the wall between them, pressing her hand onto it, begging, "Please let her go! Take me instead."

Present; October Twenty Second, Twenty Forty-six; Yellowstone Captial:

My gaze blankly stares at Gamma, as my grandmother life slowly dwindles away in my arms, muttering blood from her breath, gaping to crashed in ceiling of the court room.

It makes me wonder, what is that people see during their dying moments. What do she see, my grandmother, gazing at the light that beams down from that window view. Mom? Juna? Vile? Ella? Me? Is she experiencing sudden flashes of her life, being the caretaker of us all? Does she see a possibility of making it out alive? Vengeance?

Her hand tries to reach for me one last time, but falls to her side, silencing the unfatal tears that drops down my face onto her tatter clothing, lastly speaking my name. The boy who did everything to avoid and ignore her teachings, she muttered his name.

"Zenith..." It sticks to my heart and brain like some sort of web. Forcing this feeling of emptiness and uneasiness to forge within me.

Did I honestly believe I could go back to normal after all I did? Is this the price for my oblivious actions? Did I... Deserve this? -

A hand goes straight through her stomach, during my daze of questioning, lifting from my hand, cracking as well as plunging blood over my lap. Her blood. The one who did such crude acts was that Demon, Gamma.

"I hope you're still hanging in there," The blood gushes down his child like hand, to the end of his elbow, blocking the chiming sunlight with my grandmother's body, turning her into a symbolic being of a hollow shadow. Darkness eating her away from me as everyone else was. "I plan to break you a lot more!"

And I... Can only sit here. A victim once more...

Future number one, a rising hero, top of my class my ass! I can't even protect those I want to. Imprisoning villains for the great of good, fighting till they are unconsciousness while thousands die by their whim! I'm not cut out for this! I can't accept this! For something like this-

I thought as long as Juna and Vile were alive, I could show a bit of mercy and forgive myself for what I did to Tau. -

For killing my grandmother! -

But turns out I was wrong...-

You! -

Villains...-

Deserve! -

The greatest punishment available...-

Death!

Gritting my teeth, I sprout from the bed of rocks I stayed grounded to, running into Gamma, being the one thing, I was still capable of, dodging back once he drops my grandmother in order to strike me, dodging well enough to block his punch with the cuffs on my wrist, allowing the force to shatter them. As well, in haste acrobatics, I slid back, swirling a storm of shadows around my entire body in a tornado form, pushing Gamma and Mu back with galling force.

Fear, heroism, the value to others, I can no longer allow these things to chain me down. If I wish, I can kill anyone and anything with these abilities of mines. They labeled me as just transport, as someone who can only handle hostage missions, though I always knew, if I placed enough force behind my powers as the villain's dose. Aim to kill... I could easily best anyone in a death match.

Right here... Right now... I'm going to unchain myself from all burdens of this world. I will fall from glory, and become... A Fallen Hero.