Brother?

C18: Brother?

For a moment, everywhere was silent, and then, he started chuckling, and from a small chuckle, he laughed out loud and slowly walked around, lightly slapping his henchmen on their backs in delight. "I make the rules from now on, get on your knees", he mimicked, roaring in uncontrollable laughter. Soon enough, everyone was laughing, everyone except Jonathan, Malcolm and Shelby that is.

"What's so funny", Shelby, already irritated, asked. "What's so—"

Before she could complete her statement, the masked man, grabbed one the guns from his henchmen, his demeanor swiftly changing to a dark, uncaring one and said, "Oh Michelle, never could see through the blinds that you, yourself fixed. Now here's how it's gonna work. Drop it and everybody lives. Pull it, and everybody—"

Michelle closed her eyes and pulled the trigger without thinking, and as if matters couldn't get any worse, the clip, was empty.

"—dies. Pull it, and everybody dies. You copped the wrong gun sweetheart", he said with a grin. "Now do you see what was so funny?". He quickly shot at Malcolm's leg sending him plummeting to the floor with a screech in pain. "Always wanted to do that you know", he said, letting out a ghastly laugh.

"Ah Fuck. Can y'all just stop shooting me in the leg!" he screamed in pain.

"Oh put a sock in it before I shoot you again blabbermouth"

In a matter of seconds, everything seemed to slow down. His voice slowly changing into that of a sick, possessed maniac, walking to and fro, all around the area. "Let's continue from where we left off, shall we? Mr. Lautner and Samson were killed in the same manner, right?", he sent a stray bullet flying into the air. But you little idiots and that child that always tries to behave like he's the man…" he said pointing his pistol in Jonathan's direction, "…couldn't piece to together anything, could you?". He was starting to sound even more possessed this time around. "And this 'asswipe' of a mask Michelle, doesn't it look pretty familiar to you huh? NO? Well let me jerk your memory a little. A cold, chilly night, you and Malcolm got into a fight at the bar. You walked out because you didn't want to complicate matters any more than it already was. Malcolm becomes a completely different person when he started shouting at you. Then you both just happened to stumble across the path of a couple masked men and the leader was wearing—"

"—that exact mask", Shelby completed. She looked back towards Jonathan and said in a scared, trembling voice said, "That was your mask, Jonathan".

"Yeah, all making sense now", the masked man furiously added. "The little child couldn't even clean up his mess."

"Ayy who are you calling child, you imbecile".

He walked up to Jonathan, shoving Michelle to the side and placed the gun directly at his head. "I could blow your fucking brains out right now punk", he said boiling in anger. Then slowly, he sunk the gun in front of his trouser and the gradually took apart his mask, revealing a familiar set of murky eyes.

"Brother?" Jonathan shockingly added,

"Jacob?", said Shelby completely shell-shocked.

Completely ignoring Shelby's reaction, Jacob walked over to Jonathan, the two brothers looking directly into each other's eyes for the first time in years.

After a couple moments of awkward silence, Jacob said in disappointed tone, "You'd always walk around, trading words, trying to be someone you never really were." He eyed Jonathan and continued, "Look at you now, you think mom would be impressed by a son who got everything himself?" Jonathan slowly bowed his head in shock and surprise, still trying to battle his emotions and understand what was going on. "You don't just jump into a setting from out of nowhere and think you can become the king of a situation you know nothing about. You can't do that kiddo. Only I can, I mean…", he said with his hands spread out, referring to setting and situation he just interrupted, "…I just did", he smirked. "Brother, I know you have potential", he said holding Jonathan's head to his "But this, this is not the time to show off brains and bronze when you've barely done enough to understand yourself, trust me. I know well enough about the youthful exuberance that drives one to search and thirst for power, but if you don't tame the tiger when he is a child, he'll end up killing himself while chasing even the tiniest rats. Not knowing the level he's meant for", he continued, his hard palm almost plastered unto Jonathan's face, desperately trying to lock eyes and emotions with his younger brother.

"Are you calling me a—"

"Shut up Malcolm", Jacob said caring little to none about whatever Malcolm had to say.

"Drive both of them to the house, and clean Malcolm up, again", he said drawing the gun from his trousers and shooting him in thigh on the same leg, making him grunt harder in anguish. Take the Hilux, we'll take the limo and catch up in a minute", he said, referring to his men.

After a couple moments of futile struggle between Malcolm, Shelby and the henchmen, all that was left were the two brothers. Jacob's towering figure about 5 to 6 inches taller, completely overshadowed Jonathan. Jacob used the gun to tilt Jonathan's head, so they were once, again, staring at each other. He looked straight into Jonathan's dark, confused eyes and said, "If you never become you, the whole world would miss out on the chance to get someone new, the real you, not the copycat of someone you once knew. Dad would be ashamed. I would be ashamed", he dramatically added. "But you know what, I wouldn't give up on you".

Jonathan slowly raised his one good eye, locking gazes with his elder brother. It showed the first glimmer of hope it had shown in a long, long time.

"Don't smile so hard, I got em lines from a movie" he chuckled.

Walking out of the bushes and into the cars that awaited them, Jacob said, "We have a lot of work and a lot of catching up to do. For starters, don't forget to pick up the mask this time". He hopped into the car, while Jonathan picked up the mask, wiping the grass and dirt off it and looking into its carefully hand-made designs. "You coming Fetty Wap?", Jacob said with a smirk.

He dusted his suit, walked towards and then hopped into his car alongside his brother. Returning the smile Jacob had on, with a smirk on his face, he said, "Let's work" closing the door with the car zooming off into the horizon.