By KnotgrassKola008. Disclaimer I do not own Nepeta, Chopper, Fluttershy, Gavin Free, Alex (ImmortalHD), Setosorcerer and Martin (bodil40). Nepeta belongs to Andrew Hussie, Chopper belongs to Eiichiro Oda, Fluttershy belongs to Hasbro, Gavin Free works at Rooster Teeth, Alex works at the Creatures and Seto and Martin do YouTube. I do not do this for financial gain.

Chapter 14: Dammed Brothers.

Tension wavered in the car. If someone had super vision they could clearly see it. They were right in the car of Alex's older brother. After Alex cleared up the mess, he explained who the person was and told them it was ok. Alex's older brother, who noticed their trouble, offered to let them stay in his house. Everyone said yes except Alex, who stood at the sidelines, folding and unfolding his arms and looked very stressed. So they all plopped in his car (Dublish was being towed). It was then everyone realised the the tension in the car. Nobody wanted to be the first to speak. It was just all too awkward.

"I thank you for taking care if my little brother," Alex's brother said, giving a cheery smile which looked slightly fake.

"N-no problem," Gavin chuckled awkwardly.

The silence pounced again. It slithered in and wrapped itself around everyone. It was bigger on the inside than outside. A driver was up front. Then again, the car was a limo. It was rather dark so it seemed to be a car. Everyone was cramped into the back seats. Alex and his brother were sitting across each other.

"How father, Ioann," Alex growled. Gavin watched as Alex glared at brother, then noticed it. Alex was digging his fingers into his left arm. His nails weren't that sharp, but he was pressing very hard.

"He doing fine, though he hasn't got his memories back," Ioann explained. "Thankfully Artyom is caring for him,"

"Memories?" Faith questioned titling her head, then putting a hand to her mouth. "Oh, I'm sorry for speaking out!"

"It's fine my dear," Ioann chuckled. "Aleks hasn't explained, has he? Well a few years ago our father got into an accident that made him lose all memories of the past. He can still remember things now, but has no memories before his accident."

"Ok, who is Artyom?" Chopper questioned, looking like he'd just found a new medical.

"It would be easier to explain our brothers and where they are now," Ioann spoke. "Well there is our Pa who is our father, then there is me the oldest brother of the family. Artyom who is second oldest is taking care of our father back at Russia. Then there is Timur the third oldest who is now in the iron-works somewhere in Europe. Then finally it's Aleksandr, who is the youngest."

Everyone nodded to the information. They never knew Alex had a family. He didn't mention his past.

Aleks narrowed his eyes and angrily glared at the floor.

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It was now 11:00 pm. After a while of driving, they had finally arrived at their destination. They passed mostly some woods until it was only open fields. There standing right before them, a castle; a rather magnificent one. It was clearly huge in size. Stone bricks with moss and vines covering most of them. A large wooden oak bridge was open which inside was a open space with a fountain with stairs and doors. The moat underneath was empty and filled with grass and vines. There was no clouds out giving a full moon in sky. The moonlight illuminated the back on the castle, making it have a pure white glow. Everyone gave gasps and wows, some of them having never seen a castle before. It was a stunning sight. All expect Seto, Gavin and Alex. Alex was still staring at the floor, holding his left arm. Gavin was still staring at Alex with discomfort and concern. It hurt just to look at him. Seto, emotionless, was staring at Ioann with a look that could melt steel. Ioann returned his glare (because, honestly, that's what it was) with a smile. It held no happiness, but instead luring darkness.

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"It was quite nice for your brother to let us stay here for the night," Faith complimented, perching on the arm of a red sofa.

"Yeah, my brother is good isn't he," Alex hissed under his breath. He was the only one not wearing any sleep-wear, just his normal clothes

All had borrowed clothing from Ioann and some of their own sleep-wear. Faith had borrowed a white nightgown that was decorated with pink flowers, Chopper wore a dark pink t-shirt with blue pj bottoms, Nepeta wore a yellow over-sized button pj shirt, Akura wore a white t-shirt and blue pj shorts, Gavin just wore a green t-shirt with his black boxers, Martin wore a orange t-shirt and White boxers and Seto wore an over-sized lavender t-shirt. Alex was standing next to exit on the door still on his normal clothing. Ioann had lots of clothing that seemed to miraculously fit them perfectly; like he'd expected them.

Seto had covered himself with one of the beds blankets, he was going to sleep. Though Martin wasn't having any of that and began to annoyingly try and wake Seto up. Martin had been already hit on the head twice and Seto in annoyance pulled Martin's cheeks.

"Swto swop!" Martin croaked out as an annoyed Seto gave a sleepy death glare that made Martin yelp.

Nepeta and Chopper, who were already quite excited, were playing tag around the large bedroom. They were jumping around and racing around the room. Chopper was now 'it' and was chasing Nepeta. Jumping off beds, making squeals of laughter and becoming out of breath. Already they were sweaty and red in the cheeks.

Faith had already tucked herself into bed yet still had her eyes open. She couldn't sleep in this racket. Though not wanting to disturb the others fun, she waited until everyone else would fall asleep. Though her turquoise eyes followed Nepeta and Chopper around in case they fell.

Akura and Gavin were also having fun. The wrathful girl was having a conversation, border lining between argument and debate conversation. Gavin kept on asking questions of outcomes while Akura kept to saying dull and simple answers. Gavin wasn't quite amused with the answers so bugged her Akura for interesting answers. The blue-haired girl tried to keep her temper down yet was slowly rising with the tone of her voice.

Alex was alone, unlike his normal self, who would now be giving mean answers and becoming quite a jerk. He instead was leaning against the wall next to the door. Watching everything go past. A watcher...no a bystander with no power to change anything.

Though nobody saw him slip out or heard the door close. They were stuck in there little world.

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Alex gave grumbles under his breath. He trudged down the lone stone hallway. He knew were his brother would be, he need to have words with him. He could only really hear his own muttering, his own footsteps pounding against the stone floor and the small clicking of a mechanical pen. His brother. Alex felt his temper flare in anger as he reached the door. Unlike the wooden doors which were dotted down the hallway. This door was a modern, plastic white door. Alex pushed the handle down and the door swung open.

The room, unlike the others was very modern. It gave a great contrast to the other room. White wall, blue eggshell carpet, metal cabinet files on the left, bookcases on the right, at the back of the room was a large desk with an even larger window behind it. The desk had papers, pens, a computer and other usual office appliances. Ioann was sitting at the desk looking quite busy with paperwork. Seeing Alex made the same grin appear on his face.

"Hello Alex," Ioann welcomed oilily.

Alex shuffled towards the desk and narrowed his eyes.

"I'm gonna get to the point ...how did you find me?" Alex asked.

Ioann felt a smirk form and he answered, "I heard that you and your new-found friends have become named criminals. I, at first, didn't at first think anything of it but after finding out that you entered Scotland, I decided to search for you. It's quite easy since of the new job," Ioann smirked.

"You wouldn't find me just out of the blue," Aleks growled, "I know you!"

"Hmmm?" Ioann hummed.

"I know you Ioann!" Alex repeated angrily, "you're the bystander, you watch as it all passes by unless you can get something for yourself. You would be happy just to see the world waste and do nothing, unless there was something for yourself. I knew that ever since...what happened to me and Pa."

"Really Alex," Ioann chuckled nastily. "I'm not that heartless!"

Alex growled, though Ioann continued.

"Sure I had nothing to get from finding you but I still need to tell you about Father. He still wants to see you and of course is worrying!"

"I'll see that fucker in hell!" Alex yelled in anger.

"Your a dog with all bark yet no bite" Ioann spoke "you always say threats and insult yet you never go through them. I know you. Anyway Father can't remember what he did to you."

"That fucker is faking it so his enemies would never go and kill him," Alex huffed.

Ioann gave a soft giggle and got up. He rounded his table and walked towards Alex.

"Alex, Father finished with that business" he pointed out "beside he can't remember what he did to you."

"At least I'm not like you..." Alex hissed "while I threaten and bark, you just wear a mask and grab all the gold and money. Your fucking low."

Before Alex could even react Ioann, swiftly kneed Alex straight his his stomach. Giving a gasp of pain he collapsed on his knees and held his stomach area. Ioann grabbed Aleks hair and pulled it towards his face. His mouth close to his ear.

"Listen you mutt," Ioann hissed, all his cheeriness having left his face " while I might be an excellent masked actor who just had million. That's not low. Do you know what low even is? You. It's your fault Father is like this. When you were born, that was then it all went to hell. You're a disgusting grey-coated mutt just barking. When you left everything was at least fucking cheery!"

Alex gripped his left arm, gasping in pain. Ioann eyes narrowed at him and with a sicking crack he punched Alex straight in the face. Ioann still held some of his hair in his hands, so it ripped off. Alex rolled quite far and then curled up into a ball. Blood was dripping down his face and his nose was bunched back and bruised. Some of his ripped out hair lay next to his head. There was no sound.

"Alex...our family was once low. Though you're the lowest of them all. Also I have to leave tomorrow in the morning and go back to my actual house. I was just renting this. You could look through the maps I have or use the computer to find another castle. Just remember you and your friends have to leave in the morning you shit mutt," finally his older brother finished.

Alex heard the door shutting as he was left on the floor. The info was still stored in his head. He should go look up abandoned castles now. Though he couldn't, he couldn't move. His entire body was frozen. His muscles. He could thankfully feel the rough carpet under him, making it more less uncomfortable than the floor. Aleks didn't want to move. He wanted to stay in his place. He began to whimper softly. He hated his family. He hated his family.

Hated.

Hated.

Hated.

Yet why couldn't he ever hurt or confront them.

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A small boy of 6 years old played in his room. The room itself was unsightly. Wooden floor boards which either were rotting or chewed by rats. The boards were dark brown and soak ridden from the rain and snow, that blew through holes of the wooden boards. Rat, lice and mice crawled freely around the boy and the room. He could hear the scratching of there legs, the gnawing of there teeth and squeaks. A putrid smell of mouldy food, dead animal and trash had flavoured the room. A old mattress was bang set in the middle of room. Cold, metal springs stuck out, stains of dried blood, vomit and worse decorated the use-to-be white fabric and the cotton inside had transformed into a nasty shade of brown.

The boy who lay on the mattress just playing with fingers. Having pale skin which trembled constantly, blood shot eyes, thin and wispy hair that barely stayed on his head, cracked skin and chipped nails, a frail body that could snap and bruise with scars that endlessly dotted his body. The boy barely had anything the cover him. Only a tatty green jumper and black jeans; both ripped, worn down and barely cover anything expect his shoulders, chest and anything above his knees. Wails could be heard a couple of rooms down. They were loud enough to be heard through this wall, though they were soft. It was Pa. No matter how much Pa wailed, Ioann faked being happy, Artyom trying to comfort Pa or Timur making his little objects. Mother would never come back. Never coming back.

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"P-Pa are you really going to play with me?" The boy choked out with delight lacing his voice.

The man in front of him had red ginger hair resembling the sun, large messy eyebrows, massive amounts of wrinkles covering his body and face, bony fingers and back, a dark blue buttoned shirt, he could see his Pa spine through the shirt he wore and white pants with blue stripes that were ripped and stained in many places. His entire body shook and the boy could hear wheezing from his throat.

"Y-yes Alex," croaked out Pa.

The small boy gave a wide small, showing his teeth.

"I just need to give you some m-medicine ya," Pa wheezed, "it's painless."

Alex gave a nod.

For being 30 he didn't look as Alex thought. Alex was quite joyful. He had never ever had played with his Pa until today. He couldn't wait to do fun stuff with him.

Slowly his Pa limbered forward to Alex then bent down. He pointed his index finger right towards Alex left arm. He gave a quizzical look but presented his left arm to Pa. With shaking hands he suddenly produced a needle from nowhere, a hospital needle to be exact. Alex eyes shone, it looked like that could buy gold. Though Alex goggling the needle and then to his own thoughts. Pa slowly brought the needle to Alex arm and it pierced the skin. Alex didn't even feel it as began to inject the fluid into his body. He then slowly removed the needle and backed away.

"P-Pa" whimpered Alex.

Suddenly everything felt weird. He rubbed his left arm and staggered. His body suddenly felt really off balance. His head hurt but then...everything felt fine. Alex opened his eyes to see colours of magnificent views, dogs that barked and shone like gold and everything slowly melting. The small boy swayed side to side and giggled. Pa gave a cheery smile and watched as his son gave creepy looks and seemed cheery about absolutely nothing.

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"Hi Pa, have you come to give the medicine again?" spoke Alex in a high voice.

He was now 10 year old boy. Alex who looked I'll at six was now looking dead at ten. The boys fluffy brown hair had been pulled out constantly and scattered around the room, his eyes had no light but were dull, from his mouth was excessive drool and foam making him pant and easily dehydrated, though the boy seemed exhausted and tired he gave the idea of energy, his body which use to be covered in bruises was now covered in scars and scratches from Alex when not getting his medicine and his bony boy was now mostly a skeleton. Sore red scratches covered his skin.

Pa instead of having his usual smile was in fact a solid frown. He had a cane in his other hand. Alex would have noticed this but felt rather in habit to having his medicine.

"Pa?"

Smack!

Alex felt sudden pain across his cheek. He was sent flying until he hit the wall and fell to the ground. He would have felt it since was on top of a fresh scratch mark but instead Alex was in shock. Pa had never hit him until now.

"Alex..." Pa gruffly spoke, "that wasn't medicine, it drugs. Special drugs I made ya."

Alex listened while covering his cheek, eyes wide, pupils dilated.

Pa continued. "After my wife, your mother and sister both died in child birth, Annushka in the pain and your twin sister Esfir from you... We suddenly fell into poverty... it was hard, ya."

Alex could barely hear the last words as they were whispered.

"It was all your fault you mutt," Pa growled,. "he starved and lived in cruel conditions. My wife and newborn daughter dead. My sons starving...it was painful. Though it was then I struck up a brilliant idea. I use to be a chemist until my back got bad, so I decided to use the fact that many were buying drugs for money ya."

Alex felt tears suddenly sting his eyes. The sudden though of his medicine flew out the window. Every thought, every human he knew and his trust collapsed into a pile of dust.

"Though I decided to make new, better and more addictive drugs to get money. So I made them and then I need a animal...like a dog to use them on. Though that's all gone to waste now."

Alex gulped and whimpered.

"There are now better drug that people want and they've all gone to them."

Alex whimpered as he began to feel tears slowly run down his face. He curled up in a tight ball, his other arm holding his left arm.

'I'm not crying'

'I'm not crying' he though over and over 'it's not my fault'

"It's all your fucking fault Alex."

So this is Chapter 14. Sorry I couldn't update it was Boxing Day. I wanted to do more insight on Aleks and his family. I hope you enjoyed and I'll see you in the next chapter. Beta by MikassaHiccupFrost (me :P).