I'm back, only a few days later! Disclaimer, I Don't own home and away, the characters all belong to the amazing writers and channel 7!

Darryl Braxton was a ten year old boy, although the way he handled situations and had to deal with life, anyone would have thought he was eighteen or even older. He was born into a family of drugs, alcohol and abuse. He was already proud to be part of a group of boys that loved to hang out at the beach and surf, get into trouble with the law and found it exhilarating to surf when the waves were huge. He wasn't sure why, but all his friends looked up to him, they'd listen to him, decisions were made by him and here felt somewhat a leader. The young boy hated his name, he wasn't sure whether it was because it was similar to his fathers, whether it was because his father picked it or it just came down to the fact that the name wasn't the best name in the world, it sounded old and in his eyes it wasn't as cool as his other mates names. When mates starting calling him Brax, short for Braxton he took a liking to it and told everyone that they had to call him Brax, he wouldn't listen to anyone if they wouldn't.

When he was five he was delighted to have a little brother to play with, to spend the hours between their mum and dads absences with. Although he was only five and didn't really know what life meant, people were always telling him that he was a big brother and had to protect his only other brother Heath. He and his little brother were always mucking around the house together, as Brax grew older, he started to understand that what their father was doing to them wasn't normal, but at the young age he couldn't really do anything to stop it, he'd have to put up with the abuse for a few more years and he felt awful about it.

At ten Brax was starting to stand up to his father, he was starting to understand that he was going to have to be more of a father to Heath and take care of him. He was the main person who took Heath to and from school, he'd steal food from the grocery store, just so they could eat. He often wished that everything would be different and somehow they'd get fostered out to a new family. He truly did love his mum though, even if she was drunk nearly every single night.

A few weeks after Brax's tenth Birthday their mother had another child, Casey. Brax now knew that he was going to have to help raise Casey, he told himself he wouldn't let what happened to him and Heath, happen to his new baby brother. When his little brother was brought home, it was different to when Heath was. Brax understood the meaning of life and was smitten by the new little member.

Heath had taken a different approach to it, he was the least bit happy about Casey's arrival, all attention was know focused on the new baby. Heath began to grow jealous of the tiny baby, starting to hit him at such an early age...

Brax walked in and saw Heath hit Casey, the newborn screamed out and Heath turned around, a smirk plastered on his face. "Heath, what did you do that for?" Brax demanded to know before crossing the room and picking up the small baby.

Heath shrugged and Brax shook his head, he pulled a chair over and stuck it in the corner of the room, "You have to stay here and think about what you have done. Okay?"

Heath grunted annoyed, and sat down on the chair. Brax shook his head in disappointment and tried to calm down Casey before deciding that he might have been hungry.

Brax propped the tiny baby onto his chest as he layed down on the couch, Casey's fingers were tightly secured around his big brothers finger. He hardly even knew his big brother but he already knew that he would be safe whenever he was around. Know that he had to look after not one brother but two under the age of six, Brax knew that it was going to be a tough journey and it would change his life, but he liked it...

Danny walked into his house, Brax and Heath were both doing their homework at the dinner table while Casey slept. The older man walked over to his two sons at the table, he saw them doing homework and chuckled. "What are you two, nerds?" He questioned viciously, "Don't bother studying, you're both going to end up dumb anyway"

Brax glanced at his dad and shook his head, "Don't listen to him Heath. Just do your work"

Danny glanced at his eldest son and raised his eye brows, he slapped Brax across the face. "You don't disregard your father"

"You don't scare me anymore" Brax said sternly, Danny looked down at his son and narrowed his eyes

"Since when, I should" He smiled slyly before hitting Brax again and then leaving the house, most likely to go and get more alcohol. Heath got of his chair and walked around to his big brother

"Are you hurt?" Brax rubbed his sore jaw and plastered a smile onto his face.

He pulled Heath up onto him and shook his head, "Nah mate. I'm all good, tough as". He leant across and grabbed the homework, that Heath had previously been completing.

"Lets check this and see how it is yeah?"

Heath nodded, "Yeah"

A/N: Hey all,

I got this idea in my sleep last night and wanted to post it to see how you guys would like it. It is based when they are younger as you can tell, it may seem a little slow at the moment but it will pick up:) The idea I have is to have each chapter set two years later, right up until we get to where we are now. It will take us through the childhoods of each of the brothers and will continue to have hurt/comfort scenes. I'm going to take a different approach to the show and make it up myself, chapters may get a lot longer as I delve deeper into angstly situations, let me know if you like the idea and I'll continue on with it, tell me about any ideas you have Aswell and like my last story I'll try and input it in, so read up and hit me with a review of your thoughts, :)

-eligh xoxo