K Nighty (SO glad to have made it to the second round! EEEEEEE)
I got
Genres-Journalism
Traits- Vengeful
Time-American Revolution
Species-Human (Lucky me?)
Just some quick song suggestions
For Nathan's third POV I suggest this song (Except the last 5 paragraphs)
For the final 5 pharagra[hs may i suggest this song?
Story
Thomas's POV
I opened my eyes to another drab morning. Yawning I turned to see my brother still fast asleep. I shook my head, he couldn't wake up on time if his life depended on it. Shaking my head I get up and hear the floorboards creak beneath my bare feet.
I turn to my brother and lightly shake him "Nathan, Wake up." Nothing. I sigh and shake him harder "Nathan come on We need to get to school." he moans and rolls over then opens his eyes ever so slightly "What is it morning already?" he mumbles.
I chuckle slightly and nod my head "Yes, now wake up sleepy head I intend to get to school on time." He shot up in bed and rubs the sleep from his eyes. "Right school!" I watch him go then get moving. This would be our day of 10th grade. I was looking forward to it.
I really didn't like school that much to be honest. Mostly because of my first day. I zone out and am thrown back to that day. I can remember it clearly. My brother and I had made it to third grade it was our first day and we were both very excited.
As we were walking outside the school, exploring the area a bit more, we were met with three kids. The first one was obviously the leader. He nudged his buddies then stalked over to us. He looked me and my brother over, I gulped I really hoped we made a good first impression! We weren't exactly poor but then again we weren't rich either.
It was just my mom taking care of us, dad left when I was born. Anyways the big dude nodded at my brother and smirked "You're that Scollar kid right?" my brother smiled and nodded "Yeah, that's me." The kid's eyes moved to me, I saw his eyes flick to my eyes. Then it focused on my left eye.
He backed away. I shrunk back a bit. Did I forget to mention I have a rare defect where my eyes are two different colors? And to make matters worse one eye was a sky blue, the other blood red.
He got over his shock and took a threatening step closer "Look at this guys." the other too stepped closer eagerly "What is it Slugger?" they asked. He smirked and replied in a low and careful tone "This one's a little different. Isn't he?" he moved closer but I held my ground. "His eye is all wonky." Closer still.
I tried not to tremble. I tried to keep my head held high. "Let's set it straight for him." He was almost on top of me now. Slugger took a swing.
I jumped when i felt a hand on my shoulder, I turned around wildly but relaxed when I saw it was an only mom. I calmed my breathing and met her worried gaze "Are you okay hon?" I gulped and nodded "yeah, Im fine! You just startled me that's all." she smiled "Well best of luck hon" she hugged me and I hugged her back.
She was proud of me, even though I had a deformity. Then she turned to my brother gave him a hug and we set off. When we got to school there was a lot of rough housing already. I tried not to make eye contact with anyone, I had learned that mistake too many times.
I watched as a couple of girls walked up to my brother. I felt a small twinge of envy well up inside me, but I pushed it away. He was my brother. Yes, my brother. I really shouldn't be surprised that the girls were fawning over him, I mean he is good looking.
He has beautiful blonde hair, a lean yet muscular body, and a chiseled chin, broad shoulders. I was very similar in build except I had raven hair and my..my eye. I watched the girls with apprehension I really wanted to talk to them but last time I tried that they looked at me as if was dirt on the bottom of their shoes, then some of the guys from the sports teams walked over and glared at me with disgust and, what I thought was fear.
I still think I imagined it, probably just some wishful thinking. I looked away as a certain girl, Stephanie looked my way, I had liked her for a while now. I did see her stiffen though. I whispered to my brother "I'm going to get my grades ill see you later." he paused then said, "wait ill come with you."
I smiled gratefully and waited for him to say goodbye to the girls. When he was done we headed to the different classes. As usual, my brother got his almost straight A's. I was no slouch either. I might not have gotten as many A's as him but I didn't get anything lower than a B.
we were just going to say goodbye to our last teacher when someone bumped into me knocking me to the ground. I shook my head and moved to get up but whoever it was shoved me back down.
I looked up through a slightly blurry gaze to see Harry. I groaned. He laughed and shouted "Whats the matter? You lost your footing? I'm not surprised considering you probably cant see anything out of that weirdo eye of yours!" I growled and swing my feet meaning to sweep him off of his. But he leaped back "Nice try Demon." I froze, that was a new one.
I looked to my brother but he was a ways down the hall talking to Stephanie she laughed at something he said and ran a hand through his hair. I felt my blood begin to boil, Harry looked to where I was looking and snickered "looks like your brother isn't here to save you this time Demon."
Again with that nickname I glared at him and spat "I don't need my brother to save me!" He just laughed and kicked me. I rolled away but he caught my shin. I grimaced but managed to get up.
He glared at me "oh no you don't!" He moved to shove me back down but I caught his arm and twisted it around. He gasped in pain but I didn't let go. Then out of the corner of my eye, I saw my brother kiss Stephanie.
I dropped Harry, I didn't pay any attention to him as he scrambled away mumbling something about me being dangerous. I couldn't believe it, why would my brother do that? I began to see red, but I quickly shook my head, I'm sure he has a good explanation maybe it was a friendly kiss? Besides if my brother liked her could I really deny him that? Especially when I probably didn't have any chances with her? I let out a heavy sigh and trudged through the rest of the day.
Nathan's POV
Two Years have passed since tenth grade. I'm finally graduating my brother Thomas says he's happy to be out of this hell hole but I hope he was just joking, I've actually had a great time here. I turned and smiled at Stephanie damn I love that woman. We've been going steady ever since eleventh grade.
I was thinking of proposing to her. But one thing at a time, first I was graduating. I hugged my mom and smiled when she told my brother that she was proud of him. That at least seemed to cheer him up a bit.
She turned to me and pulled me into a bone-crushing hug "Oh look at you! All grown up. I'm so proud of you hon, I hear you and Stephanie are a thing. I suggest you snag her quickly, shes a good girl." I laughed and ran my hand through my hair "Oh come on mom. Not here..." she pulled away still beaming and said, "Okay, okay I won't fuss but I want to get you something." I smiled and shrugged I figure if I say anything she won't listen anyways.
I frowned when I felt a gaze bored on my back I turned to see Thomas looking at me, his gaze was unreadable but I could have sworn I saw apprehension there. I walked over to him and pulled him into a hug "hey Thomas how are you doing?" he shrugged "Just happy to be out of here I guess." he looked up at me through his raven locks.
I couldn't help but frown, that was one change I was not happy about. After a year of being called Demon Thomas had changed his hairstyle now his hair covered his red eye so that it couldn't be seen and if you didn't know him you'd think he was a normal blue eyed kid.
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Nathan POV
I gulped in fear but made care not to show it, mom was not happy about this. Stephanie looked at me with a worried and mournful look. Thomas and I had decided to sign up to help fight in the war. I figured they needed all the help they could get.
The British were pushing it too far, its time we had freedom! Thomas signed up too. I was glad, I wasn't sure if I could do this alone. Now we were saying goodbye. My mother hugged us both and Stephanie gave me kiss then we set off. It reminded me of our first day in grade three. When we reached the camp I was surprised to see all the activity that was going on, Thomas and I were quickly ushered to a new recruit area.
We were briefed about the plans and what our roles would be then we were left to our own devices for a bit. We went to the target practice and I saw that at first Thomas was a bit apprehensive about talking to people but soon he was chatting away with a couple of other guys. I was glad to see him fitting in. even if he still hid his eye.
The days were hard, many fell or were injured there was a lot of hardships finally one day we pulled back to help the injured while Washington and Hamilton talked strategy. Thomas and I sat down with a couple of our friends and talked then James asked "Hey Thomas why do you have your hair like that." he shrugged and said "I prefer it this way."
I frowned and said "But wait." He cut me off with a look, he shook his head as if to say don't tell them. I frowned why should he be worried, I knew this would be good for him "Thomas comes on you can tell them the truth." he frowned and the others leaned in closer as if smelling the juicy secret hanging in the air. Finally, he sighed and pushed aside his hair. They all leaped back and James looked at him in horror "What. are you?!" I frowned this was not how I thought they would react.
Thomas looked crestfallen as the first group of friends he ever had backed away from him in fear. The one yelled "Demon!" I realized what a mistake I had made, perhaps I should have trusted my brother more. I moved closer to say sorry but he turned away from me, I could see the hurt on his face "Thomas.." I began softly but he just walked away "Stay, away from me. "
I moved closer carefully I felt guiltier by the second "look, Thomas, I didn't mean to-" He cut me off with a shout of anger "STAY AWAY! Just Stay away, do you hear me?!" I froze and watched with dismay and horror as my brother, my best friend ran away from me.
I felt a hollow seed begin to expand in my chest. Then before I could even contemplate whether to follow him I heard Washington calling us in.
I turned to watch through blurred vision. We must push forward! No matter what we must make them think we can outlast them. Murmurs passed through the crowd around my but I didn't hear much. I focused on Thomas, I saw that he had calmed down. I let out a sigh of relief perhaps we could go back to how things had been before.
Nathan's POV
Sweat was pouring down my face, it was hot and there was tension in the air the battle had gone on for far too long. Then I realized I hadn't seen Thomas in a while I looked wildly around for him, I relaxed when I saw him not too far off.
I moved towards him, I would fight beside my brother even if others wouldn't. However as I neared I saw him walk farther away, I was sure he hadn't seen me as I hadn't seen him even glance in my direction I ran after him.
Finally, he came to a stop in a deserted stretch, I frowned we were little ways off from the battlefield "Thomas we need to get back to the battle, they need our help." He looks at me through slitted eyes and said "No." I frowned "Thomas what are you talking about?" Then I watched in horror and shock as he raised his gun towards me. I could see his face clearly now it was contorted in rage and grief.
I was so surprised all I could say was "Thomas? What are you" then my voice trailed off as he let loose a guttural cry, "Dont say another word!" he was breathing heavily I moved forward to help him but his finger moved closer to the trigger so I stopped and raised my hands "Thomas? Are you okay? Can i help you?"
that seemed to raise him "Help? HELP?! Now you want to help? After years of ridicule, after today now you want to help? You think I need help? Trust me I don't! This...This is my revenge." I gulped, "what are you talking about?" He moved closer and I could clearly see his red eye it was trained on me.
"You knew I liked her Brother! You knew! Not only that but when I was called a Demon bullied throughout high school you didn't do a thing!" He screamed in rage. I suddenly remembered the days where I didn't say a thing about the Demon, how long had I actually stopped them? A month maybe two? I helped him up when he was bullied for maybe three weeks? After that, I guess we kinda grew apart I had my own life.
Then I remembered he was still there "I-I thought you were able to handle it." He growled like a caged animal "You-You thought I could handle it?" he seemed genuinely shocked, I realized that maybe that wasn't the reason I guess I wanted out I wanted to live my own life.
But I-I didn't want to admit it I looked up at him "Is-Is this what all of this is about?" I wanted to understand, then maybe I could comfort him. He shook his head savagely "No. that I could handle. The problem was you. Do you know how it feels to have a brother who is better than you in every way?" his voice broke but he kept going "Can you imagine how much that hurts?! How could you DO THIS TO ME?!" He screamed in rage and grief and I felt my heartbreak how had I not known that Thomas felt this way?
How could I have been so ignorant as to miss his torment? "Th-Thomas I-I'm so sorry" He cocked his head "You're sorry? Well, it's too late!: I saw him begin to violently shake. I held my head high and said: "Youre right, there is no excuse for what I have done."
I ignored my own brother, and-and perhaps I deserve to die. He was shaking, even more, he moved to push the trigger I closed my eyes waiting for death to come speeding down on me. I heard the bang of a gun and waited, but it never came.
I opened an eye in time to see Thomas's gun clatter to the ground I saw blood pouring from a wound in his chest. He dropped to his knees, tears flowing freely. I ran to his side "nononono, no stay with me Thomas. Stay with me...brother" I felt him move every so slightly at the word brother I looked at his face desperately.
Tears were streaming down his cheeks and a shamed look was upon his mouth and eyes. He looked up at me and turned away "I-I couldn't do it. I couldn't kill you." he mumbled. I crouched and pressed my hands against the wound to stop the blood but it kept coming "I-'m sorry for what I did, brother. I was wrong. You do care, you care so much. And-and I" he gasped for breath I shushed him
"Sh save your breath you'll be alright." he smiled weakly and shook his head "No I-I won't this is my time to go, and I-Im okay with that. I just hope that you can- er that you can forgive me, brother, for what I almost did. Because I-I-I forgive you"
I hugged him "I-I forgive you, I do Brother I do" However before I had even finished the sentence I knew he was dead. His hand went limp and I could feel no pulse. I let out a guttural sob. We lost a soldier that day, we lost someone who was different, but I-I lost a brother, and I hope that he knows I forgave him. |
