Hart could feel the rage within him begining to tear at his insides, a thunderstorm brewing in. Tears streamed down his face as he stood screaming into the air. For a full minute he exerted his breath in one full scream. When he finished he looked down to his fallen brother then back up to Nova, floating about 30 feet away. The man that killed his brother. His teeth grinded, his eyes narrowed more focused then they had ever been, and felt something within him stirring up, a reaction to the feral instict of fear and anger.

Energy.

Raw and potent energy. It swelled up in him like baloon, expanding, threatening his insides to burst out. His eyes began glowing an ominous shade of blue. Cracks of blue flickered around him in the air when water molecules in the air evaporated from the energy begining to surround him. His teeth were showing as if animal instinct took over his body, growling and frothing from the mouth as if his saliva glands were on overload.

Harts chest convulsed with rage and hate, he wanted to explode no pun intended. Nova had killed billions since he knew them, always challenging the two brothers. He never was this angry though, never tried a full out assault on the two. This was war, this was the fight to decide this worlds fate. Whether it be safe and left alone the way it was, or whether it was to be a darkened hell with no sence of good, lay in Harts hands. What could he do though? How was he supposed to stop him from killing more people when he knew that Nova was much stronger. His soul had been around since before time, placed by some evil force to destroy this world. He was too strong, but that didn't stop the rage and anger inside of him stop from trying anyways.

He snapped.

His left arm stretched foward with his hand open, the ground beneith him began tearing away. He brought a smile up to his lips, a grimacing hateful smile. He stared off into the distance, at the asshole who killed his brother.. Without any warning, without the slightest summoning of energy, Hart split a round golden metal gate between them. The gate stood about 400 feet in cicumference, eight intersecting lines spread evenly around it like a pizza. In the middle of the construct in the shape of a small fist there was a chunk of metal missing. With his hand spread out forward and open, as if connecting with the gate itself, the gate began to retract, leaving only a hallowed ring in the sky.

Energy in its rawest form combined with human rage, not exactly the best combination to have, began glowing in the form a bright light, the dark hue of cobalt. Vashra laughed from within him, not exactly easy to do when incased in somebody's soul. Vashra had been trapped by Hart a few millenia before that, an evil being known as a creeper. He was wondering in space when he was led to earth by some unixplicable force of evil, telling him to destroy everything. Hart confronted him, they faught, and then they made a deal. Vashra knew he was going to die and he was ok with it. He knew that Hart only wanted to protect his friends and family from disaster, wanted to revenge his brothers death by killing Nova. It was mutual, they both wanted what was coming.

Both emotion and energy suddently burst from Hart's hand at a rediculous level, destruction on a whole new level but casting feedback at its abuser. The energy soared up and collided with the gate and all hell broke loose. The gate was used to amplify energy, and with this kind of energy you're looking at pure destruction on a level that makes chernobyl look like a joke. The entire circumfrence of the gate beamed a blinding cobalt light. The earth, to put it lightly, shook. It erupted forth and instantly Hart regretted doing what he did but it was necessary. The energy caused the emotion of hate and fear to spread with it making it viral, anyone in the vacinity of earth was going to feel this one.

Hart thought he heard a scream ahead but it was a sound made so quick and innaudable, he wasn't sure it existed. All he knew was that there was nothing else between his energy he cast forth and the sky infront of him, and he also knew he couldn't stop. His hate and fury, the dark emotions causing a visible cast of energy, began glowing in hues of Cobalt. He let his muscles relax just for a moment, a moment long enough to show me that he was alright with this. In a suddent burst of light his body was no more, and the gate became etheral, the energy ceasing to cast forward. The gates presence lingered for a little longer, and then vanished. He sacrificed himself to save us.

Fucking asshole... I love you too.