VII: My Lost
Brother:
Miguel
I had the chance to
reach out to him and stop this. But I didn’t. It didn’t have to turn out like
this. Things could’ve been different.
I shook my head.
Get it together!
There was still time to talk to him. Was there? I shivered at the thought. What
would I say to him? Even back then, I didn’t know what to say to him. I could’ve
said something. Anything. Anything to stop his pain. Anything to stop this
madness.
But here they were.
Not much that he could do about it.
Not much but stop it
from going out of control.
I’ve tried in the
past, but it wasn’t enough. This time has to matter. However, my powers are
going to hold much longer. I am not long for this universe. No one knows how bad
it is. Not even the guard I sent to them fully knows the truth. It won’t matter
if I don’t end this.
More of my memories
started to come back over the past few days. There was a man whom I was close
to. I think this was after my wife and child died. Yeah, that had to be it. He
was there for a moment in time with my life.
The rest of it came
out hazy. I couldn’t see his face. I didn’t remember his face or his voice. I
did remember his hands. They moved around so much as he talked. Strangely
enough, I couldn’t figure out why that stood out in my mind. There were other
things about him that I tried to remember, but I came up with nothing.
Part of me thinks
that we are dealing with him. I just didn’t know his name. I don’t think I ever
learned it. If I did, that memory’s been long gone now. I wish that I could’ve
gotten to know him better. Maybe we could’ve been better friends. Might have
been. I just don’t know anymore.
There’s no time for
that now.
I dragged myself to
my feet. My chest hurt as I lifted my right hand up into the air. I closed my
eyes and began chanting under my breath. In a flash, I vanished into thin air.
I’m so sorry,
brother. This should’ve ended a long time ago. But all of that was about to
change.
I missed the first time to end things. I’m not going to make that same mistake again.