Lucas walked the path looking for his Twin. He wanted to talk to him and visit Mom properly. He ran from the funeral. He saw a figure that greatly resembled him that was slightly holding up a knife. "Claus?!" Lucas called. The figure tense and held the knife carelessly at his side. "Hey! Lucas ,why don't you go play with Pollyanna?"
"She's visiting Mom." Claus pursed his lips. The silence ran for a minute until "Claus,Why do have a knife?" The orange-ginger closed his eyes. "You remember yesterday?" Lucas nodded, he knew he wouldn't forget anytime soon. "I'm finding that Drago and I'm going to make itpay." Lucas' eyes widened. "Claus, You heard that thing! I can't let you go! It'll-" Claus turned his back on his Twin, effectively shutting him up. "I didn't hear it. I saw it!" He turned his head back and looked at his twin top to bottom like it would be the last time he ever saw him. Tears fell down Lucas' face. "I promise I'll come back! I will not stay here and let it go off just like that!" He took off. "Claus! Come back!" Lucas wondered if he should follow. He should get Pollyanna or Dad! He turned heel and booked to the cemetery. Claus went for the Plateau as a few hypocritical tears slide ungracefully down his face.
Short chapter is short! This story will have memories as stand-alone chapters. Some are larger than others... (I put in memories instead of explanations because on devaintart i saw this and read that "You never know when a Flashback will strike" art/The-memories-come-rushing-back-to-me-359050433