Betrayal by Blood

When I first discovered the sin you had committed, I didn't know what to think. All I felt was terror and pain.

No, no this couldn't be real!

Yet there you are, standing over the mangled, bloodied forms of our mother and father. The stench of death is everywhere; people are lying dead in the streets. This has to be a nightmare. How could you do this? Why? You were my hero, my idol! I had looked up to you, wanted to be like you!

My heart is throbbing; my head spinning. I can feel the agonizing tears rushing down my cheeks. As I look into your eyes, I feel as if my heart is frozen. That look in your eyes…what's happened to you? That hungry, demon look in your eyes is unrecognizable. This cannot be my older brother; my brother loved our family…didn't he? Who is this cold-blooded murderer standing before me?

As you glare back at me in hate and contempt, I barely hear the parting words you mutter as you leave me, standing amongst the abandoned streets awash with the blood of our fallen clan members.

"Foolish little brother. If you want to kill me, settle for hating me until you can."

Realization hits me. I am the only one, the only one you felt was too weak and a waste of time to kill. As the tears flow harder, my sorrow is replaced with a new feeling. Is this hate? I can't help wondering: Why?

Did you really despise us all this much? Did the others of our village really deserve to die? Our friends…family…

Why, brother? Why?

A/N:Well, there you go. Sorry it's so short. Let me know what you think of it!