Fragments of Lightning

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One quiet morning, the house felt different. Gempa was the first to notice something was wrong, and soon the rest of Hali's brothers gathered, uneasy. Their eldest, Halilintar, had been involved in a rough battle the day before, and although they had expected him to be bruised and tired, they hadn't expected him to wake up with a blank, unfamiliar gaze.

Hali sat up, frowning at the faces around him, as if they were strangers. There was no anger, no fire in his eyes—just confusion, and a faint, wary caution. The brothers exchanged glances, their worry intensifying.

"Hali?" Gempa asked, stepping closer, his voice gentle.

Hali's gaze narrowed slightly. "Who... are you?"




















The silence that followed was heavy, each of them struggling to process what they'd just heard. Taufan took a shaky breath, stepping forward with his usual bright grin that faltered under Hali's blank stare. "Hali, it's me, Taufan! Your little brother! Remember?"

Hali shook his head slowly, looking down at his hands as if trying to find a trace of familiarity in himself. "I'm sorry," he mumbled, his voice softer than any of them had ever heard it. "I don't... I don't remember."

Duri, always sensitive, seemed on the verge of tears, his small hands fidgeting as he tried to keep his composure. He tugged at Solar's sleeve, and Solar patted his head, though his own face was pale with shock.

Gempa took a deep breath, trying to steady his own emotions. "It's okay, Hali. You don't have to push yourself to remember everything right now," he said, his tone calm and reassuring.

Hali glanced up at him, a flicker of gratitude passing through his expression, but it was clear he still felt lost. "So... you're all my brothers?" he asked hesitantly, looking from one face to the next.

Ice, who usually stayed in the background, stepped forward, his gaze unusually intense. "Yeah, we are. And we're going to help you, Hali. No matter what."

Blaze, typically playful, looked crushed, the light dimmed in his eyes. "You're our big brother, Hali. You... you are our big brother..........." His voice cracked slightly, and he quickly looked away, unable to bear the empty expression on Hali's face.

Hali stared at them, brow furrowing as if he was trying to process the overwhelming amount of information. "I... I wish I could remember. I feel like I'm... supposed to know you all. But I don't."

The words struck a painful chord in each of them, but they forced themselves to push aside their sadness for Hali's sake. They spent the day around him, telling him stories about himself, about the times they'd laughed together, the times he'd trained with them, protected them.

Taufan, always cheerful, tried to fill in the silence with laughter, sharing stories about Hali's fierce protection and even his temper. "One time, you chased me, Duri and Blaze for three blocks because we... kinda turned your room into a prank zone."

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