Roleplay Short stories

I'm Not Your Brother

Starring Mayhem, Drake, and Armen

*Armen has asked to speak to Drake and Mayhem about something serious in private. He knows that they have a right to know the truth about him*...

Drake: So, what's up Big Bro?
Mayhem: Yeah, you haven't done something like this since you told us you're half Brine.
Armen: I've been thinking... You two are old enough to know the truth about me...
Mayhem: What truth?...
Drake: What're you talking about?...
Armen: *Takes a deep breath*. MJ... DJ... I'm not your brother.
Drake: Heh, good one Armen. But seriously, what's going on?
Armen: I'm serious, I'm not related to either of you whatsoever.
Drake and Mayhem: What?!
Armen: I suppose you both want to hear the story?
Drake and Mayhem: *Nod*.
A

rmen: I'm from an alternate timeline that only Herobrine, Grayson, and I remember. It's where Herobrine's former plan to wipe out humanity with an army of hybrids and monsters succeeds. The world then goes into chaos, me and an alternate timeline Drake set out to defeat him and bump into Grayson at an abandoned oil rig as a result.
Drake: I'm in the timeline?! How come I don't remember?!
Mayhem: Shh... Don't interrupt!
Drake: Sorry...
Armen: Yes, you're in the timeline. Except that Drake had to tell ME that HE wasn't MY brother. And you don't remember because you are far different than him. Anyway, the three of us ended up defeating Herobrine... Well, I defeated him... At the cost of my own life. However, Herobrine's spirit possessed me in order to keep himself alive. He used me to take over the world again, but eventually Grayson and alternate Drake removed his spirit from me... Killing me in the process. His power is what kept me alive.
Mayhem: So, how'd you meet us?
Armen: Well, I woke up in the woods. It was snowing and very cold. I got up, not wanting to question anything yet. I soon made it to the home of your patents and fell onto the snow covered ground, ill from the freezing tempertures. I weakly called for help and thankfully your father Dominic heard me and helped me inside. Him and your mother warmed me up and said I could stay until the snow died down and I was well. But, I ended up staying long enough for them to call me their son. Long enough for you two to call me your older brother. And that's the story.
Drake: Armen...
Mayhem: Dude...
Armen: I understand if this is a lot to take in. I also understand if you can't look at me the same ever again.
Drake and Mayhem: *Hug Armen*.
Armen: *!*. Huh?
Mayhem: We don't care who you are...
Drake: You're still our big brother...
Armen: *Smiles warmly and hugs them both*. Thank you for understanding.

The End.