Jeanette DeisSide 324-06-2009

Brooklyn(Oneshot/twoshot):

Hey everybody! This is an idea I have had for a very long time now. I'm not sure if I should just leave the story as an (very short) oneshot or make it a twoshot. Tell me what you think!

By the way, every time it says brother, it means Kai, because she and him are siblings.

I looked in terra at the sky.

The clouds were black and gray, and sometimes dark purple lightning would be visible every now and then.

Up there in the sky was my best friend Brooklyn Masefield.

The man I loved with all my heart.

I could see him, up there, with his black wings sticking out of his back and his blade in front of him.

Not far away, was the world champion, Tyson Granger, fighting against him.

I wished that I could do something to help Tyson in bringing Brooklyn back.

But witch rights did I have to do that?

I was my fault for not helping him.

If I just had seen that he needed my help more than my brother, then maybe, this wouldn't have happened!

After his and my brothers battle, the only thing I could see was my brothers visible wounds.

I couldn't see Brooklyn's, because they were deep inside of him.

The pain of losing is something we all have tried, except Brooklyn.

He had never lost in his life, so it was something new for him.

And I should have been there with him, I thought bitterly, helping him trough it.

I looked around me.

Everybody was still there, even after Hiro had shouted that they had to go.

Even my brother, who was still very bad hurt, stood on a pillar not far away from me.

I turned my attention back to the sky.

Tyson was shouting something to Brooklyn, witch made him clung his head.

Suddenly he turned his head, so he was looking directly on my brother.

"It's your fault!" he shouted, still holding his head.

One of the purple lightning suddenly changed direction and headed strait against my brother.

NO! I shouted in my head and trough myself in between the lightning and my brother.

My body completely froze, when the lightning hit.

A pain, like no other I ever hade felt, washed trough my body.

Everything began turning black.

Only fairly I noticed my brother catch my, and shout my name.

I'm so sorry Brooklyn, wish I could have helped you, was my last thought before everything despaired and the darkness embarrassed me.

Sorry it's so SHORT but i really needed to write something "easy" if you get what i mean...