Hunting or hunted?

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It has been 8 months since I burned down that town... Now I still don't feel bad... I've been hunting down my brother ever since. I have almost killed him twice but he always seemed to get away... It's infuriating.
"WEL WELL WELL! Isn't it my little insecure brother!" That voice filled me with rage. WHERE DID HE COME FROM?!
"IM GONNA SLIT YOUR THROAT A MILLION TIMES!"  I screamed at him fire BURNING FROM MY PALMS AS SHAODOWS BOLTED TO HIM.
He smirked as he made an ice puller making ice spikes dive at me. I melted them but the water drenched me making me unable to start my fire.
"Shit." I said to myself.
"Aw, is little boy upset? Is he wet? Haha!" He mocked me. Good thing he hadn't payed attention to my shadows form into human with weapons.
"A www look at the little murderer! Is he stupid? Yes he is! Yes he is!" I said in a voice u would talk to a puppy to.
I snickered as the shadows came down on him. He scream as the clobbered him and ice exploded from under him as he came spiraling down. With a loud boom he hit rock. I approached the spot where e landed to find.... Nothing! Impossible!
"BROTHAAAAAAAR!!!" I screamed. Yes it's supposed to be like that^^^
It started to rain and I started my journey to fairytale.

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