They thought I died.

Thunder placed the shaking yellow power sphere on his dusty desk. He stared at it with blank eyes and opened his mouth;

"What the fuck happened to Solar?"
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It's been three months. Three painful, miserable months ever since their brother was killed.

Solar.

A distant memory.

The police are still trying to track his... brother down.

If you can call him one.

Quake sighed as he fought back tears that were threatening to come out of his eyes. Dark bags visible under his eyes, he too had tried to find the lightning elemental, only to have his energy wasted.

Why...

Why did he do it..?

Quake clenched his fists.

Why, Thunder?

Letting a few stray tears escape, he screamed and punched his bedroom wall repeatedly. Thorn wailed louder, bashing his head as if he could throw away the painful memory doing so.

He saw...

Solar...

Dead.

Die.

Quake stopped punching the wall, fists now bloodied. He cursed under his breath and proceeded to trudge downstairs to find the first aid kit.

He saw Ice in the corner, watching Blaze's every move. Anything could send the pyrokinetic boy into flames.

He could see Cyclone sobbing while hugging himself. Cyclone never smiled. Not anymore.

He didn't bother to comfort them.

What am I turning into?

Quake sighed. He rummaged around the kitchen while reminding himself to go and comfort the wind elemental boy until his eyes saw the white box.

Taking out some gauze, Quake wrapped his hands and looked outside the window. His eyes widened as the feeling of fury and anger coursed through his veins.

Thunder was there. Standing.

And in his hands was a white envelope.

Quake never had ran that fast to the front door.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE, HUH!?!? HERE TO KILL ANOTHER!?" He shouted at the murderer. However, the young boy just kept silent.

"TALK TO ME!!!" Quake screamed once more, this time, his hand was ready to throw a punch at Thunder. When his cries were answered with silence, he raged and ran towards the boy.

"P-please..." Quake stopped, hearing the boy's soft whimper.

He's a murderer! Get yourself together, Quake!

"Quake, I..." Thunder gulped, trying to find the right words.

Actions speak louder than words.

The past Solar.

He gave Thunder that advice, when Thunder forgot about Cyclone's birthday.

Okay then, Solar.

Thunder took a deep breath.

And started singing.

Play the song please!

I didn't know what I;

Got into,

Quake's eyes widened.

Somehow I can't go back;

Even if I really wanted to,

So what more can I do?

Here in the end;

It's just me and you,

I never wanted to play by all the rules,

A knife in hand, I'm playing part of the fool,

So here we go;

You can judge me thoroughly,

It's too late for apologies.

Go ahead and just hit me since your able,

We all know my determination is unstable,

I'm not even mad because I keep on dying,

But I don't even know why I'm trying,

This isn't what I want;

Yet it's what I asked for,

Curiosity over all my morals,

I took away our perfect happy ending,

Resetting the world despite the warnings,

But right now I'm made,

O-o-o-o-of~

L-o-o-o-o-ove~

A-a-a-a-ah~

O-o-o-o-of~

L-o-o-o-o-ove~

O-o-o-o-oh~

I know who you are,

You remember who I am,

I knew that once in a lifetime,

We had grown to be good friends,

And yet I killed our brother,

Without giving him a chance,

Every time you threw me down,

I HOPE YOU KILL ME ONCE AGAIN!!!

SO GO AHEAD AND HIT ME SINCE YOU'RE ABLE,

ALL THE SIN THAT I CAN FEEL IS UNBEARABLE!

If only I could hit you once it would be over,

BUT THE CONSEQUENCES LAST FOREVER!

The flowers are in bloom;

As the birds will tell,

It's a beautiful day to be burning in hell,

You gave me advice,

I chose genocide,

But I know how to make it right,

Quake's shaky eyes widened, tears streaming down his face as he watched Thunder smile sadly at him. A gun on his head.

"NOOO!!!!!"

BANG!

"THUNDER!!!!" Quake screamed, dropping beside the boy and, with shaky hands, held his body. He felt his heart beat slowly, and slowly. Until it stopped.

I am made,

O-o-o-o-of,

L-o-o-o-ove,

O-o-o-o-oh,

That I'll give up for you,

Why...

Thunder was broken...

All along...

And he never bothered...

And all this time...

He had blamed the electrokinetic boy...

When they all were to blame....

They left him to break apart...

Piece by piece by piece...

Well dear Quake, this is the consequence.

The gyrokinetic wept as he hugged Thunder's limp body.
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"Are you okay, Quake?" Quake flinched at Thorn's gentle touch.

Thorn's head was now bandaged, result of his bashing just before...

Thunder came.

Quake told his brothers about Thunder's suffering.

His pain.

His torture.

That they never bothered to care about.

Least to say, they felt guilty.

But that was that.

Everyone, who blamed Thunder, now know about his personal secret.

Quake stared at the white envelope he was holding.

ᖴᖇᝪᗰ: ᎢᕼᑌᑎᗞᗴᖇᔑᎢᝪᖇᗰ

Ꭲᝪ: ᗰᎩ ᗷᖇᝪᎢᕼᗴᖇᔑ

He hesitated, to open the white envelope that was a little bit stained with red blood.

I mean, I guess I should open it.

He did intend to give it to us...

Pushing his worries aside, he open the envelope in care. There was a letter in it.

"Guys..." Quake croaked out. "I think... you should hear this..."

When everybody was listening, Quake took a deep breath,

And read the letter out loud.

ᗞᗴᗩᖇ ᗷᖇᝪᎢᕼᗴᖇᔑ,

Ꮖᖴ Ꭹᝪᑌ'ᖇᗴ ᖇᗴᗩᗞᏆᑎᏀ ᎢᕼᏆᔑ, ᏆᎢ ᗰᗴᗩᑎᔑ Ꮖ ᗩᗰ ᗞᗴᗩᗞ. Ꮖ ᗯᖇᝪᎢᗴ ᎢᕼᏆᔑ しᗴᎢᎢᗴᖇ Ꭲᝪ ᗯᗩᖇᑎ Ꭹᝪᑌ ᗩᗷᝪᑌᎢ...

ᗯᕼᗩᎢᗴᐯᗴᖇ ᎢᕼᗩᎢ ᕼᗩᑭᑭᗴᑎᗴᗞ Ꭲᝪ ᔑᝪしᗩᖇ.

ᗷᗴᖴᝪᖇᗴ Ꮖ ᏦᏆししᗴᗞ ᕼᏆᗰ, Ꮖ ᖴᝪᑌᑎᗞ ᗩ ᖇᝪᗷᝪᎢ ᗴᔑᑕᗩᑭᏆᑎᏀ ᎢᕼᖇᝪᑌᏀᕼ ᕼᏆᔑ ᗯᏆᑎᗞᝪᗯ. Ꭲᕼᗴ ᗷᝪᎢ'ᔑ ᑎᗩᗰᗴ ᗯᗩᔑ ᝪᑕᕼᝪᗷᝪᎢ, ᗩᑎᗞ ᏆᎢ ᗯᗩᔑ ᗩ ᑭᝪᗯᗴᖇ ᔑᑭᕼᗴᖇᗴ. ᏆᎢ ᗯᗩᖇᑎᗴᗞ ᗰᗴ ᗩᗷᝪᑌᎢ ᔑᝪᗰᗴ ᏀᑌᎩ ᑎᗩᗰᗴᗞ ᖇᗴᐯᗴᖇᔑᗴ, ᗩᑎᗞ ᗷᗩᗷᗷしᗴᗞ ᑕᖇᗩᑭ. Ꮖ ᗞᝪᑎ'Ꭲ ᗷᗴしᏆᗴᐯᗴ ᏆᎢ, ᗷᑌᎢ ᒍᑌᔑᎢ ᔑᝪ Ꭹᝪᑌ Ꮶᑎᝪᗯ.

ᑭしᗴᗩᔑᗴ, ᗷᗴ ᑕᗩᖇᗴᖴᑌし.

ᏆᎢ Ꭲᑌᖇᑎᗴᗞ ᔑᝪしᗩᖇ ᏆᑎᎢᝪ ᗩ ᗰᑌᖇᗞᗴᖇᗴᖇ.

ᎢᕼᗩᎢ ᑎᏆᏀᕼᎢ...

ᗷᗴᖴᝪᖇᗴ Ꮖ ᏦᏆししᗴᗞ ᕼᏆᗰ, ᕼᗴ ᗯᗩᑎᎢᗴᗞ Ꭲᝪ Ꭲᑌᖇᑎ ᑌᔑ ᏆᑎᎢᝪ ᕼᏆᗰ. Ꮖ ᖇᗴᗩししᎩ ᕼᝪᑭᗴ ᏆᎢ ᗞᝪᗴᔑᑎ'Ꭲ ᗯᝪᖇᏦ.

ᝪᏦᗩᎩ, ᗷᎩᗴ ᑎᝪᗯ.

Ꮖ ᕼᗩᐯᗴ Ꭲᝪ Ꮐᝪ.

ᔑᗴᗴ Ꭹᝪᑌ ᝪᑎ Ꭲᕼᗴ ᝪᎢᕼᗴᖇ ᔑᏆᗞᗴ.

しᝪᐯᗴ,
Ꭲᕼᑌᑎᗞᗴᖇ.

"R-Reverse..?" Ice choked out. "Who is that..?"

Quake shook his head as a signal of telling his younger brother that he did not know.

A few weeks later, Thunder was finally getting buried. All of them cried, and because of that...

They failed to notice that Thunder didn't have his power watch.

This was surprisingly easy.

Solar smiled at his brother.

"Welcome, Thunder, or should I say, Reverse Thunder."