Chapter 35

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You begged Ekko that only the three of you go out to investigate that 'beast'. Just him, Scar and you. You were too afraid that if it really was your brother, he would have hurt more people... You trusted everyone among the Firelights, it wasn't about that. The one you didn't trust was Neo. Or what was left of him.

So many weeks had passed since you last saw him in your old home. He said he kept losing himself. What if it got worse? What if he couldn't even recognize you anymore, even deep down?

You convinced Ekko to bring the Z-drive with himself, which wasn't an easy task. Since he couldn't save Ajuna, he didn't use the device at all. It was just collecting dust in the corner of his room, ever since he fixed the glass, and more or less pieced it up to its original condition. But you felt much safer when you saw it hanging over his chest...

Especially as you stepped among the ripped bodies and puddles of blood under your feet... The metallic smell made you nauseous and your stomach weakly trembled as you searched for any clue in the small, dark alleyway in the depth of the Black Lanes...

Could it really be your brother who did this? If it was him, then you definitely had to hurry to find him... You tried to look away from the torn figures but your eyes unintentionally kept flying back to watch them, maybe to carve them deep inside the convolutions of your brain to remember them when you'd ever try to sleep again... Or maybe to remind you why you needed to find your brother as fast as possible...

The fact, that this place was only about a 20 minutes' walk from your home only strengthened your concerns about Neo. He could had easily reached this place to hunt, and then go back to your old home and rest until the next time he feels an urge to rip people apart. You blinked when you stepped on a hand.

"Oh..." you mumbled. "I'm so sorry..." you said, as if you could hurt someone who was already dead. Stupid...

"Is this near the place you grew up?" Ekko asked and your body shivered in your surprise. You had gotten so lost in the arsenal of dead around you - at least 5 or 6 men - that you forgot about both him and Scar walking a few steps behind you.

"Yes." you swallowed, finally ripping your eyes from the sight to look at the boy stepping by your side. "It's a few minutes of walk from here, but yes. Neo could have easily gotten here..." you saw Ekko search your face but you didn't look at him.

"Funny." he said quietly and this little sentence surprised you. "Where I grew up, and the pawnshop I used to work at, is also in a mile's radius." you looked at him, and felt grateful for helping you take your mind off the bodies around you. "What if we've met before already?" he asked and you didn't even notice Scar kneeling down by each of the dead to search them.

"I doubt..." you smiled sadly at the boy by your side. "I had to stay at home all day, you know." you shrugged, desperately trying to keep your eyes on the young firelight. "I only left our street a few times when I was a kid..."

"Y/N!" Scar interrupted you and you turned towards him right away. "This one's still breathing." he gestured towards the man, he was kneeling beside and you immediately hurried towards them. Both because you couldn't just let someone suffer when you could help and because you needed to know how the monster looked like and where it went...

You crouched down by the man, trying not to look too long at the huge opened cut on his throat as you placed your hand onto his chest and used all your inner strength to be able to heal him. You felt your powers starting to work, and not long after, the poor bastard under your hands started choking on his own blood as the life slowly returned to him but the cuts were still too deep along his body. A few additional seconds later, he finally sat up under your hands, like a spring, and you opened your heavy eyelids, only to see Ekko push him back to the ground by his shoulder - poking him with his staff.

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