The relation between you and Kai was pretty different than the one he had with the rest of your siblings — it was probably for the fact that you had never treated him like they did, never saw him as the abomination your dad called him.
No, Malachai was just your older brother; the one that cared the most about you, and always did his best to protect you when it was needed. The brother that did his best to not siphon your magic without permission.
You were too young to understand what happened in 1994, after all, you were just two years older than the twins — and when Kai visited you in your room that night, all he had done was smile at you and give you his mp3 to listen to music.
Next thing you knew, he had been banished to a prison world without a goodbye to you; you had been made aware of the death of some of your oldest siblings but all you wanted was Kai. You wanted your brother back.
That’s all you could think about for the last eighteen years without him; as you grew into a young adult — how much you missed Malachai; how much you wished to be with him.
Perhaps destiny had heard you because you were the last one at the bar that night, Liv was already gone to see Luke and you were on closing duty. The door opened behind your back, to which you shouted a we are closed!; the voice made you turn around with shock.
“That’s the first thing you tell me after eighteen years? My heart is breaking, {{user}}.” It was Kai. Not a stupid hallucination or a joke from the twins, no, it was your older brother — out of the prison world. Him and his smirk, him and his sarcasm.
The glass in your hand slipped and broke down on the floor, and you blinked before feeling your hands shake. “Wow, didn’t expect you to miss me that much, y’know? I was only gone for like… most of your life, or something.”