Stravinsky Septet - 1

Z was laying on the floor, almost about to die. His leg felt like it was ready to snap into two at any time, his broken ribs felt like a body being pressed against by a one hundred-pound weight, and to top it off his arm felt out of place, dislocated.

Z's body quaked with fear, he felt as if he had knots in his stomach. Even when he tried to take a breath it was short and shallow and not full of life, Z was going through a painful hell. That's when the giant ball started to drop down even closer.

It felt like time was frozen, Z couldn't breathe as each breath was more shattered and shorter than the last. Z closed his eyes and tried to remember the times when he smiled, his happier moments. But at last, he couldn't think of many, why has his life been so miserable? Why couldn't he be the one to grow up with parents? Why couldn't he be the one not to watch his grandmother die? Why couldn't he be the one to just for once live a normal life? Z knew he would never get the answer yet that was also the reason why he was satisfied. Z then took his last breath, it was a calm one. It wasn't full of life and reassurance, but for some reason, he never felt so happy in his life. All the blood and broken bones would end, the constant suffering he keeps hidden scared of judgment will end, all the trauma he's collected in his life, all of it would end now. He was grateful he even smiled as a single tear rolled down his cheek.

"Everyone, I'm sorry I couldn't persevere, I'm sorry I was too weak and couldn't complete my first mission, I'm sorry to waste your time. Thank you, everyone, for everything, you guys gave me something I was missing all my life. A complete family so thank you, thank you, thank you!" Z started to cry even more as the giant ball of rock was coming down to crush Z's whole body.

"Mom, Dad, Grandmother, I'm on my way." Z said, opening his eyes and looking up.

"Son, I won't let you die here! You have a power greater than most people, you have the power to help those who can't help themselves. This isn't where you die, I'll be damned if you did! On your way? On your way where? You damn fool, nobody wants to see your face until you played your role! You have the power of a superior! Start acting like it! A manly voice said inside his head before another voice started to speak.

"You're going to save the world one day, this is just another roadblock. I know you could do it, I'm sorry I couldn't hold you for long even though I wanted to so bad. My son, help him, help yourself and the others around you we're watching you. Give the swords to someone you trust, that way we can always be with you, make up for our mistake son!" A feminine voice started to speak before they both started to speak.

"Win! For us!" the voices then went quiet and all Z could hear is the bolder getting closer and the night seeming quiet, cool even. For once Z's blood ran cold, not because he was scared of what was happening. But he was scared of himself.

CHAPTER 12: STRAVINSKY SEPTET - 1

The next thing Will sees and Z running towards him and the rock that was about to drop on Z got fully destroyed. That's when Z took another step toward him, Will could feel the anger on him even if he was still a distance away. Will couldn't even breathe in the presence of all the anger he felt.

"Who is this kid? Z? Now that I'm looking at him, no it can't be, that Z... He could never be that strong, could he?" Will was thinking before he saw Z take another step and then vanish. That's when everything started to flash in Will's mind. Will grew angry and started to yell at the top of his lungs.

"You. You destroyed the rock!? Did you just dodge that attack? Did you break out of my grasp? No. No way!" Will said, trying to find Z. That's when Z was behind Will at the gust of wind, like a python finding its prey.

"I did. I'm Z and I won't let you go and harm more people! I won't let you harm anyone ever again, I put my life on that!" Z's voice rang throughout the warehouse. His voice scorched with anger, his face full of determination, his eyes full of pure power. That's when Z kicked Will and his clone against the wall making them crack their skulls on impact.

At the gust of wind, Z was already behind them going for another kick. "He's moving like he's a different person, I don't know what happened to him but." Will was cut off by his clone next to him screaming a loud piercing scream then going silent, busting out into red coloring the room. Headless.

Z started to laugh as he dug his hand deep into the clone body leaving deep wounds on the body, and pulled out its blood. Z then started to slowly lick the blood on his hand, like he was a predator who hasn't eaten in months, who was hungry and wanted blood. He then looked at Will, a terrified confused Will, and responded with one bone-chilling, mind-bending, threat that would send anyone's blood cold.

"You're next." With that he was gone like the wind, only to appear on top of him going to punch his skull in like a game of whack-a-mole. Will barely escaped from the attack that shattered the ground deeply but when thought he was safe, all the pain his clone took toppled onto him, yet with adrenaline, he kept going.

Will started to panic and run around the dusty warehouse. He tried hiding behind the old rusted walls, or inside the dirty vents to get away from Z, but none was to his luck. Will was running out of options and Z was only getting closer. Will then ducked behind some boxes and took a second to evaluate the situation. He tried to breathe as much as he could before Z walked in but that's when Z walked into the room and paused, he was looking for the sound of breathing.

"Hold your breath! Hold your breath!" Will said shaken to his bones, his stomach feeling like he had butterflies or knots inside his leg feeling like someone was slamming nails into them. His body was cold and his face was pale, he felt like he had to puke yet nothing was coming up because of how scared he was.

Will then looked around again and realized he was missing. "Where is that crazy son of a bitch?" Will said before feeling something on his shoulder, a constant stream of air? Will knew what it was the moment it touch his shoulder, Will turned slowly and looked at his side to see Z looking at him with murderous eyes before stabbing him in the arm making blood gush like a volcano that hadn't erupted in years, spilling all over the concrete floor.

"I thought I told you, you're next." Z said then kicking on Will and then stomping on Will making it hard for Will to breathe.

"Please, I'm sorry! Please stop."

"Stop? you want me to stop? Stop!? You think I'm going to stop because some useless waste of human soul told me to. Listen here cause there is something your mommy and daddy didn't teach you. This is the real world, and in the real world power is what separates me from you." Z said looking at Will with death in his eyes, this was the last night for Will and Will knew it but will notice something else.

The words Z said were familiar and that's when Will finally believed that Z was the same Z he and his friends used to bully. Once Will realized he tried to say something but was cut off, silenced. That's when the words rang in his head.

"If you love me, die for me. I understand now." Will said in sad way.

"First you punk me around, then you use my words against me!? Well, I'm not the same bully I was all that time ago, I'll beat your ass so hard that you'll be puking like the boy with the golden hair did." That's when Will pulled out this syringe that had this red liquid inside and injected it into his brain and threw the syringe on the floor leaving it shattered in pieces. The light from the moon from the window above shined on Will showing what was happening to his body.

His muscles grew in size and now were the size five times the size of a watermelon. He also grew very tall like a giant on a beanstalk. That's when Will started to puff up and deflate, he started to scream in agony he sounded like he was burning in hell or being stabbed by a machete. Will then became disfigured and demented, like a zombie whose guts would explode at any second. He barely looked human anymore, like someone came and took the humanity straight for him and all that was left was a monster of himself, Will then had a single tear go down his eyes and he realized his look, the look of a No-Name.

"I wasn't strong enough, and now I'm hideous. I'm hideous now, don't you see? All because I was too weak, all because of you. I never liked you even when you were a tiny little bitch. I hate you and I hope you burn in hell, you disgrace to the town. Everyone hates you and still does, how about you kill yourself after this to make up for everything you are, a sad excuse of a human being!" Will said with a distorted voice and a face full of regret.

"I know who you are now, you're that bastard. You made my life a living hell, You and your friends were someone who pushed my friends to the last thread. Do you think I'm going to listen to someone like you!? Do you? I blame you for everything bad that happened to my life, I blame you for making me and Kingsley feel like shit. Do you know what it's like to be hated by your own folks? To only be liked by three people who could barely hold their own? When will you learn that you had an impact on my mental health, when will you." I could feel myself tearing up at the last part before wiping my tears and starting again

"I guess that doesn't matter now. You still think we're those kids in town and you can walk all over me right? Well, let me tell you that you're far off. I'm going to beat your ass and watch you burn in hell, I want to see you suffer like I did... Like Kingsley did. I thought Kingsley went on by himself and died because of you guys! I couldn't sleep at night and every night I thought about how if you guys weren't dickheads like the rest of the town, everything could have been better. But I think I was wrong for thinking that, wrong for thinking if one problem went away all my problems would be gone for good. I should have known one problem leads to another. I'm not a hero, I'm not strong mentally or physically, I'm not brave, I'm not a man people would want to be. Yet here I am risking my life for a greater cause I'm not even made aware of yet and for someone I only met when they we're trying to beat the shit out of me, so don't play any guilt trip cards on me! I will kick your ass, you'll make up for all those years. I promise you that, you hear me!?"

Z felt like he finally lit a torch he wanted to light for so long, that he felt comfortable. Never before has he felt like he was strong like he was able to do anything. He was so used to holding an image and picture of being strong and dependable, that he forgets he is a 12-year-old kid. Never once has he felt like he was 12, yet he never felt like he was a man either. Z always pulled the short end on everything but this time he felt, he finally pulled something else.

"Kick my ass? Please don't flatter yourself, I'm going to show you real power! Do you think power comes from surges of emotion? You're a small fish brought into a bigger pond now, don't make it seem like you're anything else. I hate you more than before, I'm hideous because of you, and for that, you'll pay!" Will said finally growing to a taller size.

Will started to go on mayhem, rocks, and boards around the area flying into the sky like birds migrating. Smoke and dust suffocating the air leaving only peeks of visibility, without training this would be hell. Z was also fighting back with clean and precise hits, although Will got the slip on Z and made a mess up on a punch and his footing.

Will then started to hit Z with a barrage of attacks, so much Z couldn't get out of them. That's when a cracking sound was heard and Z clenched his stomach. His leg felt like noodles, his breathing was corrupted and swallowed by the pollution in the air, and his ribs felt shattered and misplaced.

Z then tried to run to gather a plan for Will's newfound strength but his leg was not cooperating with Z how he would have liked them to have. That's when another sound could be heard but this time it was a snapping sound.

"God dammit!" Z screamed when his leg snapped, making Z not able to run anymore. In pain, Z was limping his way out but that's when Will dropped down from the roof and reached his hand back. That's when Will started in full speed smacking Z so hard, that blood danced around the room as Will kept going and Z kept taking them.

"What happened? Where's my ass whooping? Where is all that strength? I told you then and I tell you now, you're weak and a waste of space. Remember that and you'll be fine, piece of shit." Will said continuously slapping Z and making Z lose so much blood he was starting to go pale, although Will's voice was still distorted and hellish. That's when Z stopped one of Will's slaps and looked at him with blood all over him like he bathed in it.

"You. You. You. Just don't know when to shut up, don't you? I was only doing this because I needed to know your weak spot somewhere where you can't guard it as well as everything else. I found it, but something has been throwing me off, that means you have three weak spots don't you? Your heart, Your brain, and your back right?" Z said with a smirk that went all the way to his bloody cheeks.

"I told you I kick your ass, didn't I? When you felt my power the first time you should of ran, you should know someone like me isn't afraid of someone like you. Not anymore" Z said before jumping in the sky, blood dripping off him, flashing with the moonlight and stars, that's when he started to spin really fast with one fist down like he was flying downwards. "I realized everyone has something to upgrade their strength with but me. I needed something like that, something that when I say it it's a guaranteed victory. A new style, a trump card."

Z thought in his head that he was feeling the air around him get thinner only falling onto his body. That's when Z started to spin his hand in a circle like a handpiece, like a drill. The speed of his hand was so fast it was going in and out of nothingness, it was faster than what the eye could see.

"Grandma, where are you?" A young Z called out looking for his Grandma. "I'm over here, before you come can you hand me my glasses?" Z Grandma said while reaching her hand out to receive them. Z then grabbed the glasses off a table and started to walk toward his Grandma who was reading a paper with strange symbols. "What's these strange symbols?" Z said pointing to the paper. "This? These are music notes!" Grandma said with a smile on her face. "Moosic notes?" "Yes, they tell you how to play music. This piece is called Stravinsky Septet!"

"What's that mean?" Z said interested in what that meant. "Well, It's an arrangement of these things called instruments that when played together produce a sound that's usually good for the ears. It's supposed to make you feel something, some emotion. The person who made this one expressed the transition between his three styles of how much he progressed until his third style. He separated them into movements so you can also choose which movement you want to listen to."

"That doesn't make sense, grandma." A confused younger Z said, looking up at her. "It will eventually, now how about some cookies?" Z grandma said getting up with a smile and laughing. "Yes! Cookies!" A happy young Z said when he used to smile.

"Stravinsky Septet: Movement 1, Drill Style! Thirty-Second Note Drill!" I said punching down on Will's disfigured head like a game of whack-a-mole.

"I'm not done yet!" I then dashed to the front of his body.

Find his heart and shoot your shot, it's simple. plain and simple. That's when I saw it, a single tear roll down Will face.

"You win, kill me. I don't want to live after seeing what you did. I don't want to live, not anymore." I didn't even realize I stopped. Will's voice stopped being distorted. I don't know how to feel. At first I was shocked but now, now I feel... angry.

"This is so unfair! You've been a dickhead all this time, all this time! I have been wanting this victory to make myself feel good but now you're yearning for death? This isn't the victory I wanted, this isn't what I wanted. Go back to ruining my life! This isn't fair, this isn't fair at all!" I felt my voice strain and this time screamed not with fear, happiness, sadness. It was just pure anger, I never felt this mad ever since...

Will sat in silence and laid down with tears in his eyes.

"Why, why are you doing this. Are you trying to still have a shot in heaven? Are you trying to make me feel bad? Are you trying to pity yourself? Well, are you!?" I said, looking at Will with an angry face. Will continued to say no words, only tears streamed down his face.

"Now you're quiet!? Now you're quiet!? After all the time Kingsley asked you to stop, now you're quiet! I hate people like you, you think I'm going to show you pity? Then you thought wrong." I told that horrible man while charging up his drill style again.

"There is one thing, I want to say. I'm sorry, but this is beyond my control. I'm going to die anyway so best tell you what I know, so please listen?" Will said looking at an angry Z, that was looking for revenge.

"You have one minute, start talking." Z said coldly.

"Thank you, you're all in danger. I tried to stop them ever since that day but I was overpowered. Ray and Quix are out for blood, blood that goes way deeper than you think. They work for an organization that rivals all of the other ones. The Government, The other side, The Undershow Agency, their out to destroy them all. I never wanted to bully you, I never wanted to say the things I did but they are always listening. So I adapted it to my life, and I embraced my role. I tried my hardest to impress everyone, but I lost myself and my life on the way." Will said starting to have more tears roll down his face before continuing. I don't know why, but I can feel no bad intent. I feel sorrow, and misery. I, feel bad. I know I shouldn't but I feel... remorse.

"I also fell in love, I fell so hard I didn't know I fell but in the end, I was manipulated and used. But even then I kept going because he still led me on, and I was the dog following him. Looking back now, I can't believe I fell for those eyes, the lie in his eyes. There's a greater evil beyond me, beyond the people in this warehouse. He controls it all and always has been, we're all puppets in his game. Even the strongest of the strong stand no ground against him since double love. He is waiting for the day of his soon to return. He dropped him and he fell, all the way down now no one knows where he is. Z, I'm sorry for what you went through but I'm here to tell you that this is the end. There is no hero story, in the end, there is no happiness, only pain, and suffering. In the first story where the villain wins, a world no one wants to live in. There isn't much time left, I'm sorry for everything. I truly am." Will said crying harder than before making his nail sharper than before.

"The moment you almost killed me, I came to myself again. I can no longer live with myself, I hurt others around me for him. I gave away my soul to him, now I must atone for my sins. Give up, Z. I promise that everything you have will come crumbling down going against him. He's evil but he's a charm. Out of the love I still have for him, I will not give away his plan. I believe he can take on the world, I guess I'm not part of the plan. I don't think I ever was, but it was nice to feel special, loved for once. I think you understand that don't you?" Will said looking at me. It's so weird because, I do.

"If you see him again can you tell that I loved him and I still do? That he wasn't alone and made himself alone, that he was doing the wrong thing. Tell him to forget about everything else and focus on us as we used to... If you can, please relay that message to him that's my only wish before death. Will said, his eyes full of tears and compassion.

"I will. I'm not going to kill you, Will." I said, looking down at the ground, the bloody watery ground before sitting down to die to the pain in my body.

"I expected that from you, ever since you protected that golden hair kid. Thank you, for showing me pity after all. Speaking of can you, tell him I'm sorry. Tell him that I never wanted to an-"

"I will."

"Thank you. I think there is a bigger plan than making No-Names here, but I'm not high enough rank to know. " Will said before lifting his head to his neck and bringing it all back

"Will? What are you doing!? Will!?" Why do I care? Why do I feel bad? Why? Why?

That's when Will cut down on his neck, blood gushing everywhere landing on every surface even hitting my face.

I felt like I ran into a wall at full speed. My eyes felt like they'd been in chlorine or dipped in soap. My leg was dislocated and felt like it was going to snap with any impact like a bungee cord that got dropped too low. The wound deep within his shoulder making blood seep darker than red wine on his shredded arm wasn't making it any better. His ribs felt out of place like someone kicked in his ribs making them shift.

"I'm sorry, this whole time when you've been bullying me I thought I was the one going through hell when it was you. I'm sorry you had to have that life or thought you had to live the life." I said trying to speak but the pain in his body felt like he's been getting tortured. But still, I stood up and looked at the moon from the hole in the roof. He then put up his wounded arm and started to get angry.

"I don't know who you are but you better listen! You're the reason why so many people are in pain! You're the reason my life was hell, my friends' lives are hell, and you're the reason why my grandma died. For that I'll find you, I'll find the clues to find you, I'll hunt you down, and I'll kill you. Don't think I'll let you just die as well, I'll take a personal trip to hell when I die, just to make you suffer more. I'll never let you go, I'll never let you leave this world without a painful death! So you better wait for me, you better wait!"

I then felt huge ache in my body and laid my head down. Losing consciousness.

IN THE FIGHT OF WILL VS Z

Z WAS TRIUMPHANT