Alphablocks: Rebooted

Chapter 4

B smelled something strange in the air.... the smell of smoke. Like the smell of something BURNING! Specifically wood.
"E, do you smell that?" She asked in a worried tone, tugging on her boyfriend's sleeve.
"Huh? I can smell it too." E responds, as a cloud of smoke is seen in a neighborhood. "It's coming from over there!" The couple follow the smoke trail, which led them to E's house in flames, firemen as well as citizens all gathered around.

"That's my home! It's on fire!" E exclaimed as he saw his girlfriend run off, feeling as if it was her fault. He was concerned about B as much as his house. I'm lucky I wasn't inside when this happened, he thought. Just then, an evil laugh came from the burning house. It was Octonaughty, with some Flint and Steel as well as some TNT. Alongside him were a few Creepers and even the Terrible Twos, who also had matches and some Dynamite.

"HAHAHAHAHAHA! I SHALL DEMOLISH THIS POINTLESS LAND AND MAKE IT INTO MY KINGDOM!!!!" Octonaughty cackled as he continued to burn houses.
"LEAVE THEM ALONE!! THOSE HOUSES ARE FILLED WITH INNOCENT FAMILIES!!" B finally protested, standing up for the innocent. Octonaughty felt someone throw a broken glass bottle from behind. It was B's brother, D, with a cigarette in his mouth. "Ow!! What the h***?!" Octonaughty glared from behind to see him.

"Brother, this is too dangerous, especially when you're smoking!" B warned her older brother.
"I'll be fine, sis! He's no match for the Daring D!" The drummer snapped, that's when B realized something: D has started drinking, causing him to become drunk! D was about to whack Octonaughty with one of his drumsticks, when the evil octopus-like villain grabbed his sword and they began to clash their weapons together until Octonaughty knocked the drumstick out of D's hand and pointed his sword at his throat.
"Give up now, you useless drunk. Any last words?" Octonaughty threatened.
"Drunk? I may be d*** drunk, but that won't kill me. And I'd beat your a** if you touch my d*** drum set!" D replied drunkenly before Octonaughty got angry and stabbed the drunk drummer in the heart.
"BROTHER!!!!" B cried when she saw this.
Octonaughty slowly pulled the knife out of D's chest as B caught her brother's arms.
"Brother, please! Don't die! I don't want to lose you like Mom and Dad!!" B sobbed as she hugged her brother, despite the blood.
"Sister.... There's nothing we can do about this... But just remember.... I'll always be there, right by your side....." the drummer wheezed before he stopped breathing, dead on the ground, with his sister crying hard on his corpse. Octonaughty approached her slowly.

"Awww, is Little Miss B sad that her brother was killed by me?!?!" He teased as B got up angrily, breathing hard, hands balled up, and glaring hard, like she was in a fighting mood.
"HE WAS MY BROTHER!!!!! AND YOU KILLED HIM!!!!" B shouted as she snatched the sword and slashed him in the stomach, blood oozed from him as he collapsed to the ground. B looked at the sword for a minute, realizing what she did. B felt guilty for what she has done, but what Octonaughty did was even worse. She dropped the sword and ran away crying.

"Enbee! Wait!" E called, but B ignored him and continued to run. E felt really worried about his girlfriend hoping that she won't choose to break up or never let him stay over. E decided to follow her slowly. When they arrived, E hugged the depressed bassist when she went to her bedroom.
"B, I'm really sorry for what happened here..." E said calmly.
"You're sorry?! This is my fault, if I hadn't invite you over, none of this would've happened! And I lost another relative..... my brother...." B replied sadly before breaking into tears, hugging her boyfriend.
"Shh....... shh...... B, this isn't your fault; It's mine. I shouldn't have left my home... but it was also smart not to leave your side. I didn't want you to lose me as well," E responds soothingly as he rubbed her back. The bassist calmed down a little as she let a final tear roll down her cheek. E would never leave her side. Neither would her brother as she remembered D's final words:

I'll always be there with you.