[ Secret Neighbor ]

' Brother and Sisterly Bonding <3'

Detective and Brave were walking down a hallway, "Brother! It's fine! I can go by my self. I'm not a toddler."
"Sister , as your older brother.. your my pride of joy. I need to care for you, or mom would kill me."
Brave rolled her eyes onto the side of the hallway, she saw Scout with a cold face, she looked scared and was running from something.
" What's-"
"SISTER! WATCH OUT!"
Detective pushed Brave into a room, closing the door shut!
Brave was scared.. she was worried whether her brother was okay or not, she swung the door open.. she found him. On the floor.

Detective was whimpering of the wounds around his face and hands.
"What happened.. Enzo.." Brave's hands were shaking.. this is why Enzo cares for me.. isn't it..?
"I'm okay.. as long as you don't get the injuries.. I'm fine.."
"Please tell me your okay.. " Brave struggled to stay fearless. This was hard to experience her brother risking his life for just her.
"I am okay.. just some scratches.. " Enzo hugged Brave weakly, but then dropped .
" Brother. Please- don't pass out on me.. I can't carry a 13 year old!" Brave's eyes were watery.

"I won't pass out.. I'm just weak for holding on." Enzo smiled.

" What.. do you mean by holding on." Brave felt like her heart got shot by a arrow.
"My grip.. not death .. don't worry.." Enzo's hand was supporting for Enzo to stand up.

Brave screamed. "HELP! HELP! DETECTIVE GOT INJURED! PLEASE! HELP!"
The group came running in the hallway, They were stunned to speak.
Inventor started wiping, cleaning and bandaging the blood and cuts.
"Is my brother gonna die..?"
Brave shaking.
"No- silly. Detective won't die. It's just cuts and blood."
" How do you know how deep the cuts even are?!" Brave snapped.
Everyone was out of words, they suddenly secured detective.
" I'm fine.. I'm still alive.." Enzo smiled and using hands for support to stand up.
"What happened exactly?" Scout shrugged and stared at Enzo.
"Me and Maritza were walking down the hallway.. we was talking about how much I care for her, and she knows I always will.. Then later, we noticed scout running away from something.. a chair was flying towards Maritza.. so- I pushed her into a room, then the door slam shut.. by its self.. and then- the chair hit me .. and now I look like this.." Enzo ran out of breath explaining.
"Be calm, Enzo, Your not taking any breaths." Brave tried keeping Enzo calm.

Brave lended Detective an hand, detective accepted but was struggling to stand still.
Leader got under detectives arm. "Don't worry, I'll keep you standing!" She smiled
"I...Okay-" Detective looked away

They heard a man laughing.
Scout swung around and aimed a slingshot around the room, Like Brave, she pulled out her bat.
"What was that.." Bagger was shaking.
"I don't know.." Inventor shivered.

"You should just leave me.. I can't run- and none of you can't carry me." Enzo lowered his voice.
" I'm not leaving my brother, we will all support you to walk." Brave flipped her hat and stared at Enzo.

"You may be tall, but I'm older." Leader giggled.
Scout had a cold statue face, she looked serious, and was securing the hallway.
Inventor was quickly grabbed a sauce pan, and put it on his head , looking like a helmet.
"Uh.. what?" Detective and Leader stared at Inventor, looking confused.
"It will be useful next time you get hit by a chair!" Inventor skipped around them two.

Detective took a picture of the items we use to protect our selves, -' That's pretty smart'- He thought.. He clicked his glasses.

Bagger was searching the hallway, but with Brave- he had tons of fears, he couldn't do it alone. So he needed someone to protect him.
"I should investigate as well, help me out Leader please-" Enzo begged Trinity.

Scout got through a second floor window, glaring on the grass, there was the body print in the puddle of blood, she grew a traumatized look.
Detective followed Scout and also looked at the puddle of blood.
"Look.. it's a doll." Scout pointed straight to the doll.
"... I should use this for my evidence to the police, once we get back and report it."
Detective took out his polished camera and snapped a picture of the doll and the puddle.

"The doll looks like the death of Mya Peterson.. wait.. it's the same surname as Diane Peterson!" Scout surprised, looking at Detective like he was about to agree, or disagree.

"Your saying.. Mya Peterson . Fell of the platform, He left the blood under the platform.. and also left the doll?" Detective was curious to get a answer

But she only said three words.
"Yes. It is."
Scout looked back to see if she can see anymore else.

..Inventor's POV..
I was investigating around the hallway where we heard laughing , I spotted a family picture on the wall I called the others to take a look.

-End of Inventor's POV-

"Guys! Look! A family picture of the neighbor!"

The rest scattered to see the family picture.
"That's.. Mya Peterson.. Diane Peterson.. Aaron Peterson.." Scout read out the names.
"Who's Aaron?" Leader asked.
"I actually don't know.. he never died- but what happened to him.." Scout was thinking.
But a few seconds later.

They heard footsteps.