Note: This might be a one-shot story.
Chapter One: The Beginning.
Right now in our home, as I am always the last one out the door...
..."C'mon, let's go, Jossten!"
"Alright! Geez, I'm coming!" I closed the door walked towards the running car, out side on the concrete driveway.
So after we piled into our mothers car, she drove to us to a Boy Scout meeting.
We are driven here every Tuesday at 6:45, at the Eatonville Baptist Church (EBC).
What we do is Color Guard, Patrol Meetings, and some four-square after all that...
A few hours later...
After our weekly Boy Scout meeting...(Yes we are in Boy Scouts and are Tenderfoots already.)
I stood here, listening to my MP3 player, choosing a song to listen to, me and brother being the only ones there.
(Me, being 6' 6", 15 years old, caucasiun, male, dark blond hair, and emerald eyes.)
My brother, standing 4 feet away to me a joke about me being/acting like a baby.
Let's just say I am not, and hate being named a 'baby'.
"Heh, real funny, Joffrey.", I said in a sarcastic tone.
"What?"
"Stop calling me that, geez."
"Well, I ain't telling nothing but the truth."
"Would you like it if I called you a baby?" I inquired
"No, but I'm jut being funny." He replied.
After all of that, he decided to call our mother, utilizing his personal phone.
20 minutes later...
So after a while of waiting for our mother to pick us of from our weekly tuesday meetings, she took a while, so we waited.
And waited.
And waited some more.
Fianally, he was about to call home again, when I suddenly heard a noise from the bushes behind us. The bushes were about 20 feet away, across a blacktop road.
I looked at Joffrey, and said; "Did you hear that?"
"Nope."
"Behind the bushes, I'm sure you heard it."
"No, I didn't."
"I think we should check it out." I said with a little bit of curosity in my voice.
"I'm sure it is just a deer and her fawns." He said non-chalantly
"Oh, come on, if it is, why can't I?"
"Because."
"Because? Seriously?"
"Yep."
"Okay, it is, but what if its not?"
"Geez, Jossten, just get over it its just a sound, its not a life-threatening situation."
"I'm going over to check it out."
"Um, no." In a Boston, Massachusetts type tone, mimicking something from a first-person arcade-shooter. (If you get the reference, you get a cookie).
So he finally, successfully, connected to our home phone.
I heard him get a little angry with our mom, considering it was 10:10, we are supposed to be picked up and 9:30.
"What do you mean you forgot?" He said a bit angrily.
"Well I'll guess I see you here in a bit." Clearly TOed. He sighed loudly.
"It seems to me that mom forgot we have been standing here for the past 40 minutes." Joffrey said.
"Well, Joffrey, I'm sure she has her reasons." I said.
The noise came back again, this time we both heard it.
"Okay I know you heard it this time, bro." I said.
"Yeah, I did."
And before we could react, three large, full grown men grabbed us, disallowing any movement.
"What the heck!" I yelled.
Both of us knowing quite a bit of martial arts easily fended off the two.
"GRRRRR!" My brother growled.
But what of the third one?
My brother was held down by the largest two and the last one had me at gunpoint.
"Your getting mugged, kid." he said in a sick voice.
I turned around swiftly to see Joffrey fighting off the two men. He was doing a good job, too.
"So, got anything worth cash? He said in a gruff voice, with a sickening smile.
"Nope, nothing but my FIST!"
I punched him for all he was worth. I was surprised he got up and said;
"Well done kid, but it takes much more to kill me!"
At that instant, I raged and charged at him, being totally oblivious to the gun pointed at me.
Joffrey's POV:
"HOW ABOUT SOME OF THIS!" I yelled.
I positioned myself for a knee-kick to the gut.
"HAAAAAH!" I kicked him and he fell down and passed out.
At this time my vision shifted to my younger brother, he charged. Fast. Not even realizing the gun pointed at him. "JOSSTEN, NO!"
BOOOOM!
A 357. Magnum shot went through his heart and out the other side of his body, ripping everything in its path.
I saw my brother stop in his tracks.
Fall down on his back.
"NO!" I yelled and charged at the the last man. He didn't realize me charging at full speed at all.
I took my elbow and bashed his skull in. I took his gun and killed the other two. I threw it away into the forest, hoping no one would find it.
I ran over to my brother, tears running down my cheeks.
"Brother, no, please. You can't die. You just can't" I choked back the tears.
Jossten's POV
"Well it had to happen someday, I- *HWAHG!*" I threw up a cupfull of blood on the street. The street light seemed to illuminate it a bit.
"What, tell me!" He inquired.
"Re-remember the t-time you-*gag*- s-said I couldn't die b-b-before you?"
"Yes... Yes I do."
"Irony. I'm sorry brother. I'm sorry it had to end like this. Take care of mom..."
"You will always be my older brother..."
I felt my body getting colder and colder. My vision started to black out slowly... The last thing I saw was Joffrey kneeling over my lifeless body...