Brother

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Trigger warning ahead: descriptions of alcohol and drug abuse, suicide, character death.

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It was eerily quiet in the street tonight. No vehicles were in sight, and there were only a few buildings who still have lights on.

It was one in the morning and yet, there was still a lone figure sitting on the side of the street, his body casting a faint shadow under the street light.

Ever since they had joined TAPOPS, they were thrust into a world of nonstop monotony of saving power spheres and fighting villains. They were always out, never having the time to take a break. It was chaotic, really. And he was tired of all the chaos.

The figure looked up behind him, noting the eyes that watched him through the dimly lit window. He tried to see who was it, but the figure from the window disappeared. He slumped back on the floor, his back resting against the thin frame of the street light.

Ice closed his eyes and pulled his jacket tighter around him as he shivered. He picked up the bottle of liquor beside him and downed its contents. Alcohol became his friend for a long time, helping him through the most stressful and painful moments of his job.

He felt someone sit beside him and he opened his eyes, blue eyes meeting orange ones. He reached out to him and smiled when he felt his hands intertwine with his, the warmth travelling through his body.

Blaze. The jolly, orange-eyed ball of stress. They had been together through thick and thin, from the easiest to the hardest missions that TAPOPS is making them do.

He was his best friend, his twin brother. He was with him even through late night drinking and getting high on drugs.

Blaze, of course, preferred drugs, while Ice preferred alcohol. The ice elemental could still remember the time he introduced his twin to the addiction.

When they were young, Ice once asked Blaze what he wanted to be when they grew up.

"I wanted to be free," Blaze only replied. "Free from this chaos."

"I can help you," Ice smiled, and tossed a pouch to his twin. Blaze caught the pouch.

He twiddled the pouch between his hands. "What in this?"

Ice took out a lighter and a weed pipe.

"It's your ticket to freedom."

He traced the length of the bottle with his gloved hand. He felt giddy, something that he hadn't felt for a long time. His grip tightened around the bottle as he savored the rare moment of pleasure. He couldn't be happier at that moment.

Something tugged on his hand and he resisted. He doesn't want to go yet. He was happy here. The tugging became harsher and he desperately looked at Blaze, but he was gone. Instead, he was looking at the familiar golden eyes of his oldest brother.

"Quake?" he whispered hoarsely. "Where is he?"

The earth elemental just smiled sadly and Ice completely lost it. Quake gathered the ice elemental in his arms as he broke down.

"He'll be okay, Ice. He's strong. He has survived for so long, he will survive now."

"I don't... I don't want to do this anymore," Ice said. "I don't want to go back there, to TAPOPS, under the spotlight, if it means that I'll lose everything I have."

"Shh, Ice. Everything will be alright," Quake whispered soothingly as the light elemental sobbed on his shoulder.

Soon enough, the sobs turned into deep, ragged breaths, and the earth elemental realized that Ice had cried himself to sleep.

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