Author's Note: Well, since has decided to royally piss me off I am reposting all my songfics, you can ignore any author's notes below this.
You were my brother. I say 'were' because no brother would ever do what you did to me. You tried to destroy me, you took everything I had. Aunt Paige, Aunt Phoebe, Bianca...and Mom, all the people that I had ever loved and loved me back. Even though you did all these things I refused to crumble, I learned to fight back, I grew stronger. I don't think the only reason that I'm not dead yet is because I'm your brother, I think it's because you can't kill me, I'm too strong for you.
That's it isn't it? I'm too strong to kill. That's why most of your attacks were mental not physical. Because I can challenge Wyatt the Twice Blessed. You may not admit it to yourself, because that would show weakness, but you dare not fight me physically because you're afraid you might loose.
Growing up around you I learned a few things. At first it was only defense because of your constant attacks, but I studied you and learned offensive moves. I used my skills to survive for 12 years living around you, that's got to show something. Maybe our resemblance isn't just what we got from our parents...
So many times I remember fearing you. Most of those times were when we were younger. One time in particular was when I was fourteen and you were fifteen. You would never have gotten away with it if Mom had still been alive. Where did you learn all that? How could you torture so well? I had never felt pain so intense, and I haven't again to this day. I cried out in pain begged you to stop, but it was like you were deaf. You just ignored me. The next day you tried the same thing, longing to hear my cries of pain and see my tears of fear. You didn't get what you wanted did you? I got tough and fought back, amazing how useful telekinesis is.
I remember when you first started showing signs of evil. I was nine, you were ten, amazing how easily you were corrupted. You hid it from mom and the aunts. None of them wanted to believe what was right in front of their faces. But I was your brother, I knew you well enough to know something was wrong. Before I was strong enough to do anything it was too late. But I will save you, you can't stop me.
Thank you, Wyatt.