underquirk: an upper story I DISCONTINUED I

late nights part 2

I ran up to where my brother was. He was doing some hand in hand combad. Unlike me, his engines are situated in his arms so he was very good at close range attacks, but something looked wrong, he didn't use his engines at all. This was weird. As I was thinking what I should do, I saw a villain, getting ready to stab my brother in the back, and Tensei didn't see it. I had to do something! Quickly!
I ran to the villain without thinking and kicked him in his stomach. I forgot how much impact my quirk can do to others. He spit blood and fell with a hard sound to the ground. Seeing he was unconscious I turned to my brother and smacked him away, making the villain fall on his face.
"You'll pay for THAT!" He shouted.
"I don't think so. " the other hero said, who just got at the scene. He cuffed the villain in quirk-deactivating-cuffs and  looked at us. "That was close, Ingenium. If not for your brother, this might not turn out well. "
"Well, he is a though guy, isn't he?" My brother said, scratching the back of his head.
" But I don't think a boy this young should be involved in such fights. He doesnt even have a licence. Better if he gets away now before the press comes, otherwise you never know what might be said about your family there. "
I knew he said the truth but I didn't really like that he would be praised for what I've done.
"I'll go Tensei, but I need to know something first, what happend to your engines? Why didn't you use them?"
"The villain did something to my quirk that, I don't know how, made it impossible to use it."
"Can you try it now?"
"Yeah sure nurse, I'll try."
"This is a serious matter Tensei. I am not making jokes!"
"Okay! Okay! I'll try! But you are funny bro." This is not how he usually behaved. Sure he mocked me sometimes but never during missions. He checked if the engines worked, but it only gave some smoke away. I saw that he was in pain.
"I'll try again."
"I don't think you should..." but he already did try, this time his expression was even more painfull. Right after the smoke, some blood came out of the pipes and he fell to the ground. He was unconscious.
"Quickly! Get an ambulance! I don't care about the media! Just get someone here!"
I shouted to the hero. He chained the two villains to some pipes, so they wont escape and flew off.
I tried to get my brother back to conscious but nothing worked.
5 minutes passed and the ambulance arrived. He was quickly transported away. The police arrived short after.
I just sat there in the shadows in a corner. I didn't cry, because I didn't know how to react to any of this. I was just shaken.
Then the hero approached me, after talking to the police.
"Hey, boy. I know you feel pretty bad right now. Do you want a lift? I don't think you can use your power in this state, or even go back save by yourself."
He came closer and I saw that he actually cared. He wasn't selfish as I thought about him earlier.
"Could... you... bring me to the hospital? I want to be close to my brother."
" Sure kid. C'mon. Grab my hand and hold tight. This might shake you a bit. "
He then jumped up in the air and flew to the hospital.
"Thank you."
"Don't mention! I should thank you two. I wasn't on time on the scene but you were. Now go to your brother. I'll inform your family. "
I went to ask at the centre of the hospital where my brother was. The nurse transported me to a room and told me to wait. He was in operation. The exhaust pipes had to be removed, because they were completely broken from the inside. I knew this was normal, kinda at least, because my grandfather did this. Once they would be removed, more powerful would grow in place.
Once the pressidure was done, the doctor came in. He asked me to talk me while Tensei would be put in the room. He told me that my brother would be back to his old self in a few days, but he needs to lower the use of his quirk, because it may not grow back if it happens again. I told him that I would look out for my brother.
I went into the room Tensei layed in and waited for him to wake up. In half an hour my parents came in. I told them all about the attack. They praised us for being great heroes, but I didn't feel that great.
We went back home.

After a few days my brother returned as well. His arms were healed, but I asked him to not use them for at least this week. He promised me not to. At least he was all right. I wouldn't forgive myself if something would happen to him.