The vile smell of burnt flesh and blood fills your nose, aswell as an almost spicy scent of Shimmer as the warehouse rose into flames. The heat becoming unbearable.

Bodies, both alive and dead, were strewn all around you. Most that were alive were barely conscious. Unable to save themselves. Whilst the fire around them roared.

But your eyes were glued on the metal bridge. Holding two familiar individuals. Silco and Vander. Vander holding Silco in a chokehold, whilst Silco had in knife in his brothers gut. Watching Vander's eyes grow heavy and grip weaken.

"I knew you always had it in you.."