Title: A Brother's Blood
Part 1
Author: Sarah
Rating: NC-17
Content: Violence
Disclaimer: Characters don't belong to me. They belong to WWF and Titan Sports. No copyright infringement intended.
He never thought He'd be holding him in his arms when he died. He never wanted him to be in any pain, He could barely stand to hear his cries for help, his voice begging him to do something. But he couldn't, all he could do was hold him in his arms and cradle him until he slipped out of his life forever.
Earlier that day
"Come on you lazy good for nothing, GET YOUR BUTT OUT HERE NOW!" Christian's voice sounded though out the hotel room,
All he was answered with was a muffle reply from the other room.
"Come on, Gangrel has already left, you were taking so long! We're gonna be LATE FOR RAW!!" Christian rolled his eyes impatiently, why did Edge ALWAYS have to take so long to get ready?
Christian's deep red lips curled up in an open laugh as his brother sprinted out their shared bedroom, desperately trying to cram his bag full of his wrestling gear. Christian rolled his eyes, this was not an unusual sight for his brother, it seemed every Raw his was running late. To long in the shower delicately washing that hair Christian thought.
"Are you driving or me?" Edge panted, bending over to pick up the knee pads he had dropped while racing out of the room.
"You can, I need to go over the schedule for tonight."
Edge nodded in agreement as he followed his brother out of the door, almost tripping himself up as he looked behind him to see what else he had dropped.
"Uhh Edge?" Christian's voice was trying to be patient
"Yeah Bro?"
"Car keys?"
"Oh Yeah, sorry!" Edge pushed open the hotel room door, that he was just about to shut, his long legs strode across the lounge to get the keys that sat on the table.
The arena was a little way out of the main area of town, and it meant driving though the outskirts of the woods to get there. Of course the brothers didn't mind at all, windy roads or not, they were wrestlers now, they had a job to do.
Edge's bright green eyes focused on the road ahead of them, while Christian intently studied the white sheet in his hand, each brother concentrating on the objects before their eyes, the car silent except for the humming of the engine, Christian was the first to break the silence.
"Hey, are we still going to give Test a blood bath tonight?" He sounded rather happy about the idea.
"Ask Gangrel when we get there, but yeah I'm pretty sure." Edge's eyes scanned the trees outlining the road that they were driving along. Long, tall, green branches swayed over head, the springs wind, giving them life.
Edge's eyes flipped from the trees onto his brother momentarily, the thought of Test getting a blood bath seemed pretty funny. He watched as his little brothers face so full of joy, suddenly turned to horror.
"He he he, Poor Test I ......" Edge's voice was cut off in mid sentence.
"EDGE LOOK OUT!" Christian's voice screamed though out the car, sending the other brothers eyes back onto the road in front of him.
It was almost to late for the blond to do anything, his quick reflexes, grabbed at the wheel his knuckles turning a deadly white. Twisting the steering wheel violently to the left, sending the car spinning out of control. Christian's eyes grew wild, he gripped onto the dash board in front of him, his heart racing inside his chest, the blood racing though his body, sending every nerve in his body on overdrive.
A baby deer, it's gentle brown body ran onto the road, freezing when it saw the deadly vehicle steaming towards it.
Edge's eyes flashed with wildness, his body jerked desperately, barely managing to miss the baby dear, but sending the brothers on collision course with destruction.