Oh yeah. I'm going there.
I am about to destroy the Stoll brothers.
I own nothing.
The battle raged on around them, but the only thing on Travis Stoll's mind was keeping his older brother alive. He pressed his hands on the claw marks on Connor's torso. "C'mon, c'mon, c'mon! Connor! Stay with me!"
Connor looked up at his baby brother, tears were streaming down his face, not willing to accept that he was dying. "Travis." The word barely registered with the boy.
"Connor, don't worry. We'll get you some help and you'll be just fine."
"We both know that's not true."
"It is!" Travis broke down, "It has to be."
Connor tried to comfort his brother as much as he could, but there wasn't much to say when blood was dripping out your mouth and stomach.
"Hey Trav."
"Yeah?"
"Can you smile for me?"
"Why?"
"I want to last thing I see to be my brother's...smile."
Connor was rapidly losing conciseness, tears were streaming more freely from Travis's eyes, but before his brother closed his eyes forever Travis smiled.
It was by no means a happy smile, his lips were trembling tears fell in gallons and it didn't reach his eyes. But he smiled. His smile was wider and brighter than any child of Apollo could possibly hope to achieve, Apollo himself couldn't have smiled brighter.
Connor died shortly after, a small smile of his own on his face.
Travis wailed.
I think I truly am a monster.
I have no excuse for this.