Brotherly Love
Oct. 29th, 2009 09:29 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
chimeramimicryI'm almost too late. I can feel the surge of air in the room before I even pry open the door. We're up at the penthouse level, the suites. It's high enough for the broken windows to suck the doors closed. I'm breathless when I push my way inside. I see the scuffle. I hear Nathan's labored breathing. I have no idea what I do exactly.
It goes back to a time when I lost Nathan. I was young when my brother went off to serve his country in the Navy. We're thirteen years apart. It's a lifetime, really. I didn't understand that my brother would not be there to wake up to anymore, or to climb into his bed when the monsters came.
The monsters have come again. One in particular. One I'm not strong enough to fight. And yet, he leaves Nathan to me. Badly wounded, hardly breathing, sure. But alive. I can almost feel my knees give out as I scoop him up to my chest. I should go after Sylar. But I can't move from Nathan's side.
It goes back to a time when I lost Nathan. I was young when my brother went off to serve his country in the Navy. We're thirteen years apart. It's a lifetime, really. I didn't understand that my brother would not be there to wake up to anymore, or to climb into his bed when the monsters came.
The monsters have come again. One in particular. One I'm not strong enough to fight. And yet, he leaves Nathan to me. Badly wounded, hardly breathing, sure. But alive. I can almost feel my knees give out as I scoop him up to my chest. I should go after Sylar. But I can't move from Nathan's side.
