"What do you think it would have been like if Valentine had brought you up along with me?"

"I’m sorry, it didn’t have to be this way. If only we were on the same side…We could have fought together…"

The young Ranger put his hand on the blade of the sword, remembering who’s weapon it belonged to. The attacker had thrust his sword into the younger male and had taken it out as quickly as he stabbed it in.

Elias drew a few short, deep breaths. The boy fell to the ground face-down. He managed to tilt his head just a little to catch a glimpse of his enemy. The young man with the sword was in tears as he said…

"Forgive me, Elias. I’m sorry I couldn’t be a better older brother…"

(( I hope I’m not too late to be jumping on the bandwagon. Oh yeah, the guy with the sword is Eli’s big brother, Dawson. He’s pretty good at fencing and is a total jerkface.))