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Brother, why were you so easily swayed by the glittering promises of magic that always seem to fall short? As I looked before you, your eyes shining with rage and a lust for destruction I wondered why the forces of evil had chosen your pure soul instead of my own, why they insisted on toying with your thoughts, feelings, and your very being. Tears form in my eyes as reality dawns on me. My brother is dead. His heart is corrupted by that which fuels all hate, anger, greed, chaos and destruction and it is thanks to the sick, twisted gods of fate that I stand before you with one goal on mind. To leave this burning inferno with your blood upon my dirtied, war torn hands.

We are twins, creatures of similarity. So then why now must we be so different? We are like Ying and Yang now, brother. Night and day. The sun and the moon. Black and white. I stand for justice and the security of my friends and the free world yet you continue to stand for greed and power, the things I have vowed to destroy, and it is thus that I must be forced to take your life, which was once so loving and caring those many moons ago. My tears tap on my brightly colored boots as they fall from my eyes. Why must I cry now of all times? I have never cried before. I have hid my feelings for so many years now, these cheery clothes I wear mask my inner turmoil as I try and forget what I must do, try to forget that we are not kin. I cannot, however. It is futile to think I can simply forget the past which stings with more force then any bee alive.

I will always be there for you, brother. These words echo in my skull, drowning out all thought. Why are you not here now? Why have you broken your promise? Have you forgotten or do you simply wish not to remember? Do you wish for your memory of me to vanish in obscurity? Deep inside I feel neither of us can. We are bound by fate, puppets of the gods. I wish to call out to you, to ask you all these many questions but I cannot. You are my ultimate enemy where as once you were my ultimate ally. Still, as I look into your eyes I see a hint of kindness, the brother that I loved and wish to return. I look through my helmet to see you shriek in pain as I deliver the final blow to your wicked, disfigured form. The deed is done. I have made so many people joyous yet at the price of my own happiness. In the end, you are left the last one laughing. My journey is over now. No longer will I have a reason for moving from place to place. I have nothing more to do other then live my life out in exile like I have since the day you turned your back to me, forgetting of your promise, your family, and of the person you once were.

Perhaps I should have never started this journey. Perhaps I should have simply lived out my insignificant life away from the world and the ones I love. I suppose I wouldn't have had friends to worry about if I had done nothing at all. I've always been told that one should always do the right thing and I supposed I did but lately the truth seems so hazy. I might never know what might have been.

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Hmm. This sorta just came to me. It was an interesting project. . . and a saddening one. . . and a odd one. Anyways. Who do you think was talking in this fic? I decided to make this a sort of challenge to see how many know. . . *cough, cough* and a scam to get reviews. *cough, cough* Excuse me. Bad cold, you see. Hope you enjoyed it. :P

For all the confused people, it doesn't matter if the person is actually the other ones brother. It's just a thought I had. Good luck and keep reviewing.

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