"Mark!"
A young boy, about 8 years old, could be seen climbing a tree in a park. Dressed in shorts and a t-shirt, the boy continued to climb the branches with difficulty, his cap covering his dark hair.
*crack*
"woahhh!"
*grab*
A hand reached out from the leaves and grabbed the boy's hand, a little larger than the boy's, and pulled him up with disconcerting ease.
The same boy, named Mark, found himself with the boy who had saved him from a broken bone, with stars in his eyes. After all, it was his twin brother who saved him... his name...
"Thoya!, Thanks for this time hehe, you saved me again!"
The second boy, Thoya, no longer looked at the sky through the leaves, but shifted his vision to Mark, his brother. He looked down at Mark's hair, which was no longer covered by his cap, and then shifted his vision downwards to where the cap now lay at the foot of the tree he was sitting on.
"hmm, be careful next time, I won't be there for you all the time."
Thoya removed his own cap and placed it on Mark's head with a little force, lowering his face. In the distance, Mark could see their mother running with a worried face that turned to relief after seeing her children helping each other.
"Thoya! Mark! Get down from there, your father's coming soon! "
"We coming don't worry Mom!"
Mark this time descended with more ease the tree to which he is to ascend, Thoya when a stayed a few seconds before he too descended from the tree with machinal movements and train what a child of his age should not have.
"Mom, did you see that? I can climb the tree like a hero!"
"Yes Mom saw this, we have a real little hero at home"
Debbie, the mother of the twins, looked at her son how smile full toothed, if he didn't miss one of his canines. Debbie stopped for a few steps and looked at her son's left hand, which is becoming a little blue with an indecipherable expression of tension.
Thoya when a looked at his hand and clasped his palm and opened it several times without much emotion, only a thought passed through his mind
Again, I was going to break his hand again...
A little wind passed and lifted her hair a little long, hair of an abyssal black scattered with small white dot reminiscent of space and cosmos, part of the or his genetics really came.
"Thoya, we're waiting for you!"
Thoya raised his head, it's black eyes looked directly at Mark's brown eyes, without knowing what's going on in his head, he walked towards his mother and brother and took gently that of his brother.
"Hehehe we're going to see dad tonight maybe we can play baseball together, right?"
A small smile formed on Thoya's lips as he began to walk while listening to his brother continue to speak without stopping
"Hmm, you right lets do this"
Thoya look up, in the sky, the moon that is starting to be seen in the sky...
Tonight, the Moon will be beautiful...
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Tonight, the Moon will be beautiful...
Thoya looked down to see his brother, Mark, bleeding, wearing his hero suit. He looked at his hands covered in blood but none from himself, only from all the people he killed and that of... his father
Mark looked at his supposed twin brother with hatred on the outside and a fear hiding deep in his soul.
Never would he have thought his brother could do all these atrocities, he was supposed to be the nicest in the family...
He looked down with his eye devoid of broken glasses, a city burning and bleeding from the destroyed skyscrapers around him, and the cries, the incessant cries of the civilians who are suffering and asking for help...
"why..."
"why?"
"WHY ?!"
"WHY YOU DO THAT TO ME ! TO US ?!"
"WHAT WE DO TO YOU ?!"
"Me ?"
"I do that for this planet, this people call Monk- Humain, Dad was about to destroy all of this for the Vitrium, he wanted us to bow down before a dead empire without life, an empire without freedom..."
"RHAAAAAAA"
*BOOM*
Thoya grabbed Mark's fist with ease and punched Mark in the belly which sending it into the clouds is created a sonic bang.
Thoya looked at his blood soaked hands up to his forearms, his hero's hold up to the white became little by little red, and his cape of pure black creates a contrast with his long hair that arrives at his lower back, now swinging in the wind.
He looked at the moon again and rushed to his brother's position.
The moon has never shone so brightly on this day...
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And we got the first chapter hop it will got better, i dont use Ai so sorry for the miss spelling or the error