Trey and Quattro saw on the news that their brother had died. "Vetrix... Chris is
gone..." Trey whispered, and Quattro turned down the volume on the TV. Vetrix
silently looked over, and then Quattro decided to tell them what had happened.
"He took my fate... and he couldn't handle the injuries and the use of the Crest."
Quattro walked away, blaming himself for what had happened. Trey followed,
knowing well what happened when Quattro blamed himself for anything, which
was not often. Vetrix sat alone trying to figure out what could have happened to
his son.
When Trey reached the door to the bathroom, it was locked. Quattro knew Trey
would follow. He began to think. It was my fault, I lost the card. I'm the reason
Trey was burned, but did I help him? No, I never. And now Quinton's gone because
of me. They took my pain, but not this time. Quattro reached out with a blade,
until it was no longer silver, but red.
Vetrix watched, and felt defeated. There was nothing he could do to stop what
was happening. A voice spoke to him, one he recognised. "Byron... Forgive me..."