Garroth's P.O.V. (WOOP NEW POV)
I was walking to Aaron's grave. The regret of not being able to help him weighs heavily on me still, even after all these years. "If only I could have done something..." I mutter. I look up when I get to the clearing, and I am met with a shocking sight. Lord Aphmau and Lucinda were either knocked out or asleep by Aaron's grave, and someone was standing over them. My eyes widened as my mind made the connections. Zane. How? How is he ALIVE!?!? He looked up, and stares at me. "Oh, this is purrr-fect. Once I kill them, I have some unfinished business with you, dear brother" He then cackled. I pulled out my sword almost on instinct, nothing less. Zane laughed some more. "Do you think you could beat me, when you couldn't even help the poor sap over there?" He gestures to Aaron's grave. "I will beat you, and I hope you rot in the Nether." I growled.  Zane glared at me, holding his sword. I noticed that he was hurt, and that makes him weak in spots. I rushed at him from the right side, bringing my sword up as I did. Zane quickly brought up his sword and they hit with a resounding CLANG! I stared him down, while positioning myself for a fake-out. "Screw you" I said, then faked left, dodging right. I bring my sword up quickly, causing his sword to be knocked out of his hands. "GAHH!" he cried out. His sword went hilt-deep into a tree. "Who's going to beat who now, brother?" I teased. Zane grinned, as suddenly I was knocked off my feet, landing on my back, knocking the breath out of me. I look up at Zane, and saw with horror that these black tentacle things was coming from his back. The very air around him was dark. Zane laughed horribly. "Who was the big brother? I was confused. Was it you, or was it me?" He cackled, bringing his sword up. "Farewell, brother." I felt a giant wave of rage overcome me, and I launched straight off the ground, and slammed into Zane. I didn't even notice I was in my Jury of Nine form. I just, changed. I get up, holding him in a chokehold. "I said I would beat you. I will." With those words said, I threw him. Into a tree. CRACK! He slid down to the base of the tree, leaving a red mark. A pool of blood started to form underneath him. One thought got through my rage-induced mind. I killed my brother. I stumbled back, horrified. I felt it this time when I changed back. I was hyperventilating. I flashback to a memory of when I was a kid.
-Le flashback-
"Daddy? How could someone be that mean, without caring?" a 7-year old Garroth asked. Garte sighed and looked at Garroth. "That is a good question to which I don't have the answer to." He said.
-Le flashback end-
I had found the answer now. It all just depends. A flash came from the middle of the clearing. Squinting, I look over, and my eyes widened. Again. Aphmau and Lucinda were standing there, along with....."AARON?!?" I yelled, completely confused. My brain decided that this was too much to handle in one day. Annnnnd I fainted.

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