Strong Sad ran into the empty room, tired and out of breath. He crawled under the bed, hoping his brother would find him. He heard footsteps.
"Come out." said that all to familiar voice. "I know where you're hiding"
Strong Sad's body went tense. He felt a cold hand grab his leg and slowly drag him from the bed. Strong Bad smiled cruelly as he saw the fear in his young brother's face.
"W...why...do you do this....?" Strong Sad whispered, his fear resounding in his voice. To his great suprise, his brother's cold green eyes showed slight mercy, his cruel smile faded. He gently released his grip on his brother.
"Do you really want to know?" he asked Strong Sad, his voice no longer cold, but sorrowful.
"I suppose...." Strong Sad replied. Strong Bad took a seat on his brother's bed, and began to speak.
*flashback*
A young woman lied on the hospital bed, panting and covered in blood. A doctor walked to her, holding a small bundle of blankets. He gave it to her and she gently pulled the blankets away, revealing a small, newborn baby. His skin was pale, his eyes blue, like the sky. She looked at him and smiled. Tears of joy ran down her face. Her eyelids fell and she fell back onto the bed, motionless. The doctor checked her pulse, but it was gone.
She was gone, died of complications that they didn't know existed. A small, blue haired boy walked up to the door, peeking through the window. The doctor walked to him, a grim look on his face.
"Mommy!" the boy said as he ran up to the woman. "Mommy, wake up! Please!" The boy looked down on her, but she was still motionless. He realized what had happened.
"Mommy....." He whispered, tears running down his face. Then he looked at the baby.
"So that's my baby brother." he said to himself.
"We'll have to keep him here for a while." the doctor said. "Just until he's old enough for a bottle, which is about a week or two." The boy walked out of the room, walked down the halls of the hospital, sobbing the whole way. He walked to his dad's car, and went home.
Five years later, the boy found a note on the desk.
"Dear sons,
I just can't stand it anymore. I'm saying goodbye to you for the last time. I just can't take it anymore. For five years, I had to endure the pain of losing her, but no longer can I take it. I'm going to join her. I love you both very much. Strong Bad, you'll have to take over the house from now on. Take care of your brother. I love you.
Goodbye."
Strong Bad was appaled, five years ago, it was his mother, now, his father was gone. Committed suicide. Strong Sad walked to him, tugging at his shirt.
"Where's daddy?" Strong Sad asked him, his dark eyes shining with concern. Strong Bad turned to him, and glared.
"Gone." he said. "Gone...and it's all your fault!" Strong Bad kicked the small child across the room. He hit the wall, and fell unconsious.
*end flashback*
"Both mom and dad died because of you." Strong Bad said, at almost a whisper. Tears began to form in his bright green eyes. "IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT!" he screamed as he begam hitting Strong Sad with all he had.
"Had you never been born I would have never become a fucking orphan! Had you not been born I would have still had a family! You ruined everything!" Tears ran down his face as he just kept punching. His blows slowed and stopped. He dropped to his knees and wept. Strong Sad's face was covered in fresh new bruises, but nothing struck him harder than what Strong Bad had told him. Strong Sad had no idea that he was responsible for his parents' deaths. Tears began to fall down his own pale face, a feeling he had long since gotten used to, but seeing his brother weep was very strange. Strong Bad looked up, his eyes meeting his brother's. Strong Sad saw pure hatred and coldness, but as he stared deeper, he saw horrible scars and pain. Strong Bad turned his head away and picked himself up off the floor. He glared at his brother, and aimed a blow at his brother's neck, not enough to kill him, just enough to knock him out. Strong Sad slumped over, unconsious.
"You're lucky I even kept you alive." Strong Bad muttered, as he walked out of the room.
