Broken Echoes

Air was escaping his lips, so he stopped trying to catch his breathe.
He about his business, a bright car headlight blinded his orbs causing him to look away and once he had adjusted opened his eyes a dark figure stood before him, a smug face dancing in his perfectly curated lips
"Who are you?"
"I am your savior Zander. Your savoir!"
With that the smug turned into a smirk as a little boy clearly not in his teens, got off the Cadillac Fleetwood Brougham, stoic face for a young boy like that. He passed him a card which contained his information then went and stood next to the supposed savior then faced Zander, his face even more cold
"What do you mean by my savior?"
I know what you go through at home...I can make the worthless excuse of a human being go away. Just say the word!"
Zander widened his eyes then scoffed thinking what a way to put it
"Think about it, then call me"
He took the young boy's hand as they walked to the car leaving Zander and his racing thoughts. But one was shadowing them all "My brother, my beacon of light, he is the one supposed to save me!"
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Where light failed can darkness cure?