Prompt 7: Take a set of siblings and recreate a scene you wanted to go differently.

Answer: Scott and Kate. My poor baby Scott needs so much love and I hate that their relationship was so bleh and ended that way. However I did hear there was an extra scene between them at the end that was cut but…still doesn't count!

"So what? You're jus gonna turn us all into monsters?!" Kate shouted with fury and hatred in her eyes that Scott had never seen before.

Even when she thought Jacob had killed their mother she didn't look at him the way she looked at Scott in that moment. A backlash of realization overwhelmed him as he looked at her red in the face. Since turning everything had a hint of amusement to it, a haze of surrealism around all the edges, as if nothing was real…but that look and the sharp twang of agony echoing through him was real—the realest thing he had experienced in years. Scott shook his head in mouth-half-opened shock, "I bit dad so we could all become a family again but now I see that we never were."

"What are you talking about?" Kate hissed.

Tears filled into Scott's eyes as his face twisted to show the sadness that he felt, "Don't play dumb with me. Our whole life I always felt out of place, sort of unwelcomed, you know? But I thought it was just me. Mom and da- Mom and Dad I knew loved me unconditionally and you. Why wouldn't my sister love me? Huh, Kate? Why didn't you love me!"

"That's not true!" she screamed as she shoved him but Scott was too fast and he grabbed her arms so hard he was scared he would rip them off.

"Isn't it? You never talked to me for more than five minutes and you could never stand to look at me!"

"That's not true!"

"You hate me! Hated me our whole life!"

"No!"

"It's true! It's true! It's tru-!"

All anyone talks about—when it comes to saving a person—is the strength and power of a kiss consumed with true love and that's only because they have never felt the power of Kate Fuller's embrace. Her arms wrapped around Scott's shoulders as she collided with him and the second their bodies met a bright shinning light exploded between them that only he could see. The culebra venom had made him feel so massive and strong but in her arms he was a weeping child that was drowning in uncontrollable love; but he loved her too. His arms tightened and then suddenly she was the crying child and they shifted back and forth until they were both just children that wanted nothing more than to go back home.

"I'm so sorry, Kate."

"It's my fault," she cried, "I was jealous because all of a sudden I turned into a woman and they didn't treat me the same but you—they still called you their 'baby boy.' I'm so sorry, Scott. It's all my fault."

He pulled back from the hug—which stung worse than being bitten because in the hug he was just a boy but out he was a culebra—as he shook his head fiercely, "This isn't your fault. We were destined to meet the Geckos and we were destined to come here. I don't know why or what's going to happen but fate brought us here not anyone's mistake."

"I don't know if I believed that," Kate's voice cracked and she was still the child from the embrace.

Scott stood tall as he nodded firmly, "I do. The way out is down the hall and to the left. First door leads up and the second goes down."

She smiled for the briefest of seconds and then her face became serious, "You're not coming with us?"

"No, "Scott swallowed, "I have to find some answers. But I swear once I do I will go and find you."

"Scott, ple—"

He looked into her eyes with a coldness that came totally from love, "Kate. Go. Now."

The others didn't need him to repeat himself. Kate was pulled away as Scott watched to make sure they followed his instructions. They rounded the corner and then he was gone.