At first all he could see was the glint of the knife as the sunlight struck. Then his big brother on the floor. The next thing he knew he charged at the man holding the knife, not caring about his safety. All he cared about was his brother. He landed his full weight on the man and knocked him out. Stumbling backwards and feeling a slight pain he quickly scooted towards his brother.
"No one hurts my brother." Ethan stated as he cupped Cal's face.
"Be more Cal, hey?" Cal told him as he smiled.
Ethan returned the smile back, then winced slightly. Cal noticed and immediately his expression changed to concern.
"You alright?" Cal asked his brother.
"Yeah, um, I..." Ethan slurred his words then began to sway.
"Eth?" Cal wondered.
"I, um, feel..." Ethan couldn't finish his sentence. A sharp pain rushed through his body and he doubled up.
"Ethan?" Cal raised his voice.
Cal received no response from his brother. Worried, Cal leaned over and gently tried to lift Ethan up. He felt his breath hitch as saw a wet patch across his brother's shirt. Then he noticed it was spreading.
