I know I said I was trying to finish this soon, but I thought I should add some to this chapter since it was kind of confusing. Again, thank you thank you for the reviews!
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A loud crackle rent the air as a building to the trio's left collapsed in flames. Inspired by the lethal energy, Peter grabbed his attacker's wrists and released a violent blast of electricity. The man flew backwards, temporarily stunned by his electrocution, releasing Peter's neck in the act.
Tripping backwards, Peter fell into Nathan, who had stood up, ready to jump the hooded figure holding his brother. The two plowed into a nearby wall which, having already been charred, gave way under their weight, sending the duo crashing to the floor.
Peter shielded his face with his arms in an attempt to avoid the falling debris their collision had created. He was back on his feet in a matter of seconds, gulping for oxygen.
Nathan, on the other hand, wasn't so lucky. Peter jumped back to his brother's aid, checking his pulse, which he was relieved to find easily beneath his fingers, and looking for serious surface injuries. That was when he noticed the heavy wooden beam near Nathan's head, which appeared to be responsible for the gash on his temple.
He got hurt trying to protect me. Peter mentally kicked himself for forgetting his own brother, even if he wasn't responsible for the amnesia. But it was almost over now. There was just one more thing he needed to take care of.
Peter dragged Nathan to what he deemed a safer area of the wreckage before sprinting out into the street to once again meet his opponent.
It was some time before Nathan fully awoke.
To find you wounded even less than I,
Moving as I across the stricken plain;
"Peter? Peter!" Nathan's bellowing filled the fiery streets. He decided he must have blacked out when the hooded figure returned, and now his brother was nowhere to be found, though he distinctly remembered a familiar pair of sneakered feet running past him while he was on the ground.
Without thinking, Nathan turned and bolted into a demolished building. He could hear someone shouting for him, probably Parkman, or another cop trying to fend off trespassers. But he was getting closer now, he knew it.
Nathan stopped. The roof of the building he was in had burned away, revealing a myriad of shining stars overhead. But Nathan's eyes remained on the two figures who lay motionless at his feet.