Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters that were mentioned in the movie, but new ones, yes!

A/N: I don't know what it is that makes me want to get involved in the fan fiction world. All I know is that when I go to sleep at night, the ideas just keep coming. Sometimes it's the movies I watched, sometimes it's from the books I read. Either way, there isn't a time when I hadn't fallen asleep making up some sort of stories in my head. It's weird how these things worked, right? Anyways, I think it's time that I turn these stories into something useful. So here's my first attempt at fan fiction. Please be gentle and read and review!

Summary: Set after TFATF. What if Jesse had a brother? Would he seek revenge on those who took his brother's life? How would he fit in with the Torretto team? R&R.

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Alex limped across the alley. His shirt was very dirty and bloody. He looked around him and when seeing no one, ran as hard as he could. The image of his dead father's eyes still haunts him even though his father had died almost 3 hours ago.

I cannot believe what I just saw; I cannot believe what he just did. He shivered. Stopping at a dead end, he huddles next to a garbage dump and covered his face with his hand.

He has no one to turn to now that his brother AND father are dead. Earlier this morning, his father had received a phone call from the police that they had found Jesse, Alex's older brother, shot dead.

Alex's father didn't care much but he was pissed off that the cops had called him at 3 a.m. Alex had been awakened by his father's roar. He crept out of his room, into the living room and had watched from a corner in fear as he watched his father put down the phone with an angry glare in his eyes.

"Dad!" Alex had yelled.

But his dad had not answered. Instead, Alex's father made his way into his bedroom. Inside, his hand found the old revolver that he had sworn to himself that he would never use on another person unless it's for his own death.

When Alex's father reappeared on the tope of the stairs with a gun in his hand, Alex was scared.

"Alex," his father had said, emotionlessly. "Your brother is dead. Your mother is dead. There is nothing worth living for us." He pointed the barrel at Alex.

"Noo!" Alex tried to jump out of the way. The gun went off. Luckily, the bullet only grazed his shoulder. Nevertheless, he slumped to the ground.

With tears in his eyes, Alex's father looked after his youngest son and subsequently pointed the gun at his own head. "All I wanted was a family." He stated simply before pulling the trigger.

How can it be? How can he just leave me? Isn't it enough that he ran away and left me with my dad? And now he has to die?

Alex cried, wishing that his brother was still alive. He hated his father for his uncontrollable anger that drove his brother out of the house. He hated his mother for leaving him and his brother to an abusing father. He hated the man who pulled the life out of his brother.

After Alex's father had committed suicide, Alex had thought about his choices. There weren't many. He couldn't turn to the police for help, he would be detained and probably placed into a foster home. He had no family that he knows of. The only thing that Alex could think of doing right now is to run for now and seek revenge!

Alex stood up. He shoulder was still sore but his eyes were now bright. He had made up his mind. No matter what it takes, he was determined to bring justice to his brother. Whoever killed him will pay!

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