I'm really sorry

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All six of the chemical X users were fighting about in the sky. All colour coded, determined to win a fight.

The redheads were fighting obliviously the most, and were shooting lasers at each other and blowing ice; fire breath. Nonstop. The kids just wanted each other gone.

Blossom let out a scream, as she been pushed into a glass window that was breaking from the energy push that was given by her bad counterpart. She looked up with anger in her big rose eyes, she let out a growl at Brick as he came to her who evilly smirked.

"Aw, angry much?" The auburn-haired boy teased, as he brought up his hand to his chin as he looked at her with a grin.

Blossom scoffed, and got herself up from the broken glass and wiped herself with her arms - getting rid of the current small bits of glass on her back and bottom. But then looked at her counterpart with her lips in a thin line.

"Why do you keep doing this?" She asked, shockingly her voice sounded a bit hurt.

Brick took that as a surprise, then looked at her with a furrowed brow. "What do you mean?" He asked.

Blossom felt her eyes getting hard, and her sadness just fell. "Why can't you guys just leave me and my sisters alone?" She asked with a violent tone.

Brick was a bit taken back at his counterparts voice, but then he also let out a snarl. "What do you expect from us, Pinky?" He said with his own a bit violent tone, "Me and my brothers were only born because of you girls. HIM and Mojo wants you gone." He snapped, but then his face turned dull as he still stared at her. Blossom's face was looks of guiltiness, and somewhat regret.

She let out a sigh, "Look," She desperately just started, wanted to get his full attention. "I know you and your brothers were only born because you have the higher opportunity to destroy us. But honestly - look, we've been fighting for seven years now.. and we keep ending up the same after every fight!" She screeched in her counterparts face, who looked like he was fighting back tears.

The redhead boy looked down, eyes were looking as dull as ever at his counterpart's words. "But our so called 'fathers' still wants for you to be destroyed no matter what.. and like you said we have the higher chance to do that." He explained with a small voice. Blossom was still silent, so he went on with the why. "Or else they will destroy us." He muttered under his fire breath. He looked down more with half-lidded eyes. He was trying his hardest not to cry, after himself explaining the trauma he and his brothers could experience if they never destroyed their counterparts. The only reason they even existed.

Blossom felt a stab in the heart after hearing what her counterpart said, and felt really guilty - but with sympathy. She flew close to him a little, and tried to get her counterpart to look up by placing a hand on his cheek. The redheaded boy looked up, with glassy red eyes. Blossom then felt the stab in her heart go further.

"Hey - it's going to be okay," Blossom murmured softly, as she put both of her hands on the sides of her counterpart's face to make eye contact with her even more.

The tears in his eyes were getting thicker by the second, he wasn't blinking. Blossom took a moment for herself to admire how beautiful his eyes were. It was indeed such an odd colour, and red wasn't just it for the human race. It was stereotyped as, what, scary? The redheaded girl never founded it scary, his red eyes used to look like some pools of blood before - but now - with it being glassy, they looked like shining rubies.

Blossom didn't realise until then that she was staring at her counterpart for so long and that she was all of the sudden really close to his face. Brick's lips were quivering, and he felt his eyes burn so he finally blinked. The thick tears have fallen down his face and choked a sob.

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