"Die, die, die."
The boy, now driven solely by insanity, continued his viscous desecration.
"I hate you! HATE!"
He began to wail, emitting a most dreadful howl. The sheer barbaric nature of his madness continued to flow from deep inside him, where his true persona, robbed of life and body, stored a most grim agony.
"I can't take anymore punishment!"
With the state that he was in, his senses were nearly cut from reality. He stood, still trying to destroy the source of his anger and sadness, but probably was not even aware of what he was doing any longer. Each of his eyes danced in their sockets, moving without reason. His entire body made sporadic movements, and his ears failed to pick up something that by then should have become quite noticeable.
Over the sound of the distant jackhammer, rose a dull buzzing noise. A sound that anyone who had been in the presence of great amounts of electricity would probably recognize.
"Why?"
The boy shook his entire body as he screamed. The sound only became louder, and then, the hairs on the boy's body began to stand up. Not long after, his clothes began to balloon on his body, being repulsed by the charge they now carried. To this, he was completely oblivious. But now it was too late.
The girl's long flowing hair, suddenly gained vitality, and rose on its own so that it stood over her head and waved in the air. Her feet had been limp, but now took on a majestic grace as they lifted off the ground. Her body was fixed six inches off the ground, the vision was entirely angelic.
The boy's madness was finally broken through, and he noticed the movement of the former motionless body.
"What? No, no, you won't escape, there will be no rest for you!"
In total futility, he tried to drag the body back to the ground. Behind the girl, the fence began to spark. The boy gripped her arms tighter.
At that moment, the relative quiet of the area was thoroughly broken and the city was rocked by the terrible sound of an absolutely horrendous explosion.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRHHHH HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
The boy released a scream that was perhaps the most perfect expression of pain that could ever be heard. Every vein in his body was being overloaded by a relentless stream of electricity. The girl's corpse, now radiating a pure light rose even higher as it discharged its remaining energy. Within seconds, the boy was devoid of consciousness. Yet even then, he continued to move as if possessed; though the word might have very well been fitting to describe his state His body was driven by the girl's immense energy, which completely overrode anything that came from his own body. The boy was locked into his current position, until the girl was finally spent, and both fell to the ground. However, the strike of lightning had not only freed the girl from the grasp of her adversary. It had also gone through her, and rekindled her very heart.
Some seconds later, Mark awoke, gasping for air. He panted heavily trying to gather anything from his sense. The pounding in his chest was most intense that he had ever felt, it was like his heart was encased in gel, and was bursting right through it. His entire body still felt the burning pain that had sent him into shock, but it was no longer overbearing. For a minute, he did not move his head, as he felt as if he was spinning at great speed, and could not comprehend what his eyes were showing him. When he finally calmed down, he realized that he was staring at nothing but the ground. He looked around, and saw those who had fallen during the fight, the boy and Alexandria.
"Alex!"
He crawled over to her, feeling much to weak to stand up.
"Alex? Can you hear me?"
Before he got to her, he fell to the side, and released a sigh of pain. He crossed his arms and grabbed his left upper arm.
"I can't feel anything."
He turned back to Alexandria, but did not get up.
"Alexandria?"
It was then that he noticed the footsteps behind him. With his remaining good arm, he grabbed the fence, but a strong bolt of static electricity whipped his hand away. He then felt someone grabbing him.
"Get off!"
He began to kick, but something was driven into his neck, and he once again fell asleep.
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