Random_Worm
"You're such a hypocrite!"
"I'm not-"
"You are!"
Ekko's eyes narrowed at the cut off, feeling his frustration rising the longer this went on. Vi's glare bored into him with hurt mixed betrayal, he almost felt guilty. Almost.
"Explain to me how Powder's situation is any different from his?" She questioned with urgency and took a step closer. Ekko stands his ground, shoulders rising like he was sizing her up.
"Trust me, there's a major difference between them." He insisted, his tone holding strong conviction like it was a fact. "Powder is no more. There's only Jinx and she CHOSE that path. My brother didn't. That's the difference."
"He was raised by Silco just like her, what makes you think he didn't change? He likely stopped resisting years ago." Vi countered back.
Ekko's eyes softened momentarily thinking back on his brother and how young you were when you were taken from him. There wasn't a doubt that she was right about that part.
The look was only brief before they hardened again with determination and promise.
"Because you don't know him like I do. I know I can get him to come back."
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Back when Vander was still in charge of the Undercity, you lived with Benzo and your older brother, Ekko.
You were a quiet but easy going kid who enjoyed roller-skating and going scavenging for items you thought were useful. You owned a pair of roller-skates that were hand made by Benzo-and Ekko splashed them with colors and kidish designs he thought matched you.
Usually, if you weren't with them, you'd be with Mylo and Claggor. You were their best friend even if you were younger. So naturally, they insisted on bringing you along on "missions" with Vi and Powder.
Everything seemed almost perfect... until it didn't.
You don't even remember what happened anymore. You had woken up and saw a tall, thin, scarred man in front of you.
He told you he was your guardian, and you believed him.