BROTHERS

Chapter 5

-JÖRG KAULITZ POV-

My beloved sons, as you may now be aware, I am your father, Jörg. This letter is to inform you of a change in events that will further shape you and your future. I apologize. I apologize for what I have done, as well as for any inconvenience I have caused or will cause. I did not die, despite what your mother told you. But in her heart, I might have. I did not decide to abandon you two. I was forced. I was forced to fulfill a duty that had taken me away from a life in which I would have been a father to both of you. Unfortunately, I was unable to break free from the world and life I had grown up in, which eventually led me to where I am today. What I have left you is a legacy that my grandfather passed down to my father, who passed it down to me, and now I am passing it down to you two. Tom, born precisely ten minutes before Bill, you will be the next face of my legacy. Bill, my son born exactly ten minutes after, you will be the second in command. If your brother is unable to carry out his responsibilities, you will take over for him. I have given you two, three of my best men, including Felix, my right hand. You will undergo pain, and I am apologetic for that. However, it is necessary to ensure that you are prepared to face the world that you once thought was good. You may be perplexed, and you may still have questions. I have limited time and paper... I hope Felix will elaborate on the events that will take place between you two.

Tom and Bill Kaulitz are the sons of Jörg and Simone Kaulitz. I have brought you here to begin the process of coronation as the Kaulitz Clan's next leaders.

All glory to the Kaulitz clan.

Jörg K.

  -TOM'S POV-

"Glory to the Kaulitz clan!" The soldiers all said in unison, stomping on the ground. My heart immediately dropped, and I turned pale, my eyes widening. "W-what?" I asked, taken aback. The man maintained a silent expression. "Your father has recently passed away, and he has left a legacy for the both of you to carry on." He stated, setting down the will. "W-Where was our father before? Where was he when we needed him?" Bill exclaimed, tears streaming down his cheek. "Your father did not leave you on purpose." One of the other men spoke. "What are you talking about?" I demanded angrily.

"It is true that your father was forced to leave his life with your mother. Your father fell in love at a young age, which you two are unaware of. After his father became ill, he was the only one who could save the clan. Your and your mother's lives were in danger the moment your father assumed leadership of the clan. Men in this industry are forbidden from falling in love. As a result, he made the difficult decision to leave you two behind, along with the love of his life. To ensure your mother's safety and to provide you with the life you both deserved, even if it meant bringing you here eventually" He said.

"So he packed his bags, traveled to the Americas, and established the remainder of the empire here. Your father lived a lonely life, but he made sure to keep an eye on you both. He knew everything about your career and your friends," he said, looking over at Gustav and Georg. "You should be grateful for his decision. You two achieved the childhood dream that we all desired."

"So what? Now we're forced to carry on! How can we do that? We're just kids!" I shouted out. "Enough!" He said, raising his voice, the hairs on my arm stood up. "Tom, as the next leader, I expect better from you. But I can already tell we will have a lot of work to do because you two are idiotic children who are not cut out for this lifestyle."

"Hey! Do not talk to them like that!" Georg exclaimed. The three men smirked and snapped their fingers. Men approached Georg immediately, guns and weapons pointed at him from behind. "We intended to get rid of you and the blonde one. We might as well do it now," they agreed, smiling. "Wait!" Bill called out. "Please, don't hurt them. We need them alive," he protested. But their expression appeared unforgiving.

Suddenly, one of the men whispered into the ear of another, who in turn whispered to the previous man. He nodded, relaxing his body. "If we give you the option of keeping them, how will these people benefit you and your plans for the clan?" one of them inquired. "They will be our most trusted advisors," I said, gazing at them with confidence. He chuckled, "I can see why he would be an excellent candidate for the new leadership. Unfortunately, we will not be able to see his plans right away."

"What exactly are you talking about?" I asked. "You two are neither physically nor mentally prepared to take on the responsibilities of leading a successful clan. As a result, your father trusted us to take a stand...until you two demonstrated readiness. Nobody knows about us, which gives us an advantage over every other clan. Everyone has yet to learn of your existence, believing that the Kaulitz bloodline has vanished, forever losing its power."

"So, once you have demonstrated your readiness, I will step down as capo and you two will be coronated. We will do whatever it takes to transform you into ruthless men."

"Allow me to introduce myself," said one man, rising from his throne. "My name is Leonel, and I am the head of combat training." The other man stood up beside him and said, "My name is Merlin. I am the head of weaponry." Finally, the familiar man stood up: "My name is Felix, and I was your father's right-hand man. I was in charge of business transactions, ensuring that they went smoothly. Together, we will teach you everything you need to know.

In the meantime, we will carry out your father's wish of transforming you into strong, ruthless leaders with no remorse for anyone... just in time for you two to avenge what needs to be. You have only one goal in mind. Become your enemy."