Choo, choo x10

Oh yeah and that thing in the beginning about vampire diaries yeah you should just ignore that since this was meant to be a cross over but I had a change of heart.

Body bags and bro's

The living room was quite a gloomy place at the moment, as Sam and Caine stared into each other's eyes hoping to break the silence. Diana had left the building due to a mind shattering mental/emotional breakdown, so the brothers were now left to their lonesome. The living room itself was decorated in such a way that it showed a man trying to make up his mind, but then having his domineering girlfriend make his mind up by doing what she wanted. Forms of art lined the room, a few framed diplomas made their place next to them, along with flowers, of course.

Oddly enough there were no pictures or portraits of Diana, so Caine summed up that this relationship might be a new thing or they might not even be interested in the whole 'making memories' bit. The entire room's cleanliness showed no sign that a man Sam's age lived here, and on the subject of Sam, the only thing that Sam might have chosen for the room was the ridiculously huge flat-screen, the dual pistol plaque, the gaming 'systems' and the glass chess board that was situated on what seemed to be a metal spiral.

The chess board was situated in-between two extraordinarily soft, one seat, sofas. This was actually the second living room, and was on the third floor. The cool thing about the third floor, again Caine thought, was that, what were supposed to be the exterior walls of that floor were made of glass. Not the normal kind though, it was probably bulletproof and from what Caine had seen from the outside, it looked black to anyone who looked inside but was crystal clear to those who looked out. Another one of a women's bright ideas.

As Caine stood, breaking eye contact, and started examining the room, the moon resurfaced from the sea of clouds and both brothers were both bathed in the moonlight, as the only other light source was the GIF image of a hearth on the flat screen.

'What do you want Caine?' Sam asked, in a way that not only broke but shattered it, hammer style.
Caine gave his brother a quizzical look, 'Wow, that wasn't what I expected you to ask at all. I was thinking something more, how did you get here, are you a poser and maybe even a hug.'
'Now, you see, if I asked you that," Sam started, spreading his legs and putting his arms between them whilst sitting on the sofa, 'then you'd probably give me a never-ending speech of how you, King Caine, conquered death,' Sam wasn't calm and collected at all but rather too confused, to do anything else.
'Oh, brother you know me all too well. But, you've almost taken the words right out my mouth,' Caine then turned to look out the glass wall out onto the beach, 'It was amazing you know. King Caine and School Bus Sam, we ruled. And ever since the FAYZ no, not the FAYZ, the power, our power was taken away from us we've been left to feed on left over life and society throws our way. Back in the FAYZ we were unstoppable.'
Sam sighed, 'You still don't get it, do you Caine. People died in the FAYZ! Children, not grown men but children, who were forced to do things no child or human was ever meant to do. Look at you, look at me! We're both the prime examples! We killed people! We were inhuman.'
'No, Drake was inhuman, he was a savaged! He let rage and his sick version of ambition and loyalty lead his way.'
'As if you were different, you were also the Gaiaphage's pet. Drake was nothing but your pawn. Your dog to be let off his leash when you saw so fit, I've come to grips with that through lots and lots of therapy.'
'Therapy? Therapy! You're talking to me about therapy, I'm the most sane one here. And, the most sane one there as well! And another thing,'
'What thing, what thing are you talking about!'
'You miss it!'
'Miss what Caine!' Sam let go of a sigh, 'what could I possibly miss! My life is perfect as it is!'
'No it isn't! And you know it! You're bored, you've been tied down by the chains of society and want freedom,'
Sam stared at his brother as if he had gone insane, which Sam was quite sure he had, 'No Caine, that's what you want, not me. You still want to be king, you still want to rule, and you as a ruler brought torment. I don't even know why you came back, you should have stayed where you were,'

At this point one could hear a pin drop.

Caine turned to stare out the glass wall, 'See brother, that is what the world has done to us. If our mother hadn't given me up, where do you think we'd be.'

Sam couldn't answer, that had phased hm.

Caine glanced at his brother, 'Would we be at each others' throats like this. Would the hate that fills the air right now, have been here. Or would we have been the best of companions. Friends to the very end, no, family till the very end. Because that's what families do don't they, they stick together. Through thick and thin, they're by each others' side. Don't you want that Sam, don't you want what our mother took from us. What our mother denied us. Please Sam Temple, will you be my brother,' Caine had now turned to offer his hand to his brother.

Sam had never thought that this night would have ended like this. He had never seen the leap from Diana at his front door, with that incredible smile, to him almost crying right now due to shock. And for the second time since the FAYZ he wondered, could people change? Since he never knew his brother had something like that inside him.

Sam's hand lifted almost touching his brother's, so close that if his brother had dropped his hand they would having shaken anyway. But no.

Sam's hand dropped.

Caine almost faltered, but kept his composure, 'please Sam,' he pleaded.
'plea-,'

Sam cut him off before he could finish, 'How did you get here Caine, I, I saw you die.' Sam pretend he had a headache, but was trying to rub a tear away.

Caine was genuinely stunned by the question.
Sam never thought he'd here Caine say something so deep, ' Why are you here?'
'Well if you really want to know,' Caine said, throwing on a smile as if it were a pair of slippers, ' then the first thing you should know is that I made a deal with the de,'

'BREAKING NEWS!'

The televisions screen switched to show the features of a female, blonde haired, blue eyed knows anchor who couldn't be heard until Sam raised the volume therefore cutting off his brother's explanation. Due to paranoia Sam had made sure to connect his television to very breaking news report, in English, of course.

'Unless you have cable television and not satellite you will be hearing me. Recent reports have shown a lot of activity in the crime levels since seventeen hundred hours today. This might not be such breaking bit of news if it were just in America. It seems as though the crime rates right now, at this very second, have spiked to such a degree that they have dwarfed all others in existence. Other reports are showing that the satellite disruption is being caused by more than just technical difficulties, scientist are even involving alien theories. In another cases the military planning their options in case of drastic measures , in the event that war may break out during this time.'
The news anchor then pulled out a tablet( electronic) and began skimming through it. ' Oh my, oh thank god! It seems as though, while quite unclear, the united nations have a plan of action. Unfortunately due to the lateness of this revelation it would not be wise to take matters into one's own hands, it would be best to stay indoors for the time being.'

Then the screen went back to the fireplace. And Caine had somehow gotten his hands onto the remote.

Caine's eyes hadn't left the hearth on the screen.

'Wonder what she meant by don't take matters into one's own hands?'

There was more silence after that, then Caine started looking around.

'Wait a bloody second! Didn't I have a body bag?" Caine exclaimed.

La, la, la, la x3