A tear? After everything, and every cold choice that Samuel has made that brought him to this point, he never for a second thought it would end in tears. At least not his own. No, why would he feel any sympathy at all for these people. They chose their paths and should be competent enough to understand the rules of consequence. So why tears, why now?
Maybe letting go was all Samuel really wanted and couldn't find the right outlet to do it. But why? Why was he the one who had to let go, why did he always have to be the bigger person yet still lose at the end. Well now it was obvious that he would never win, but at least he had the comfort of knowing that, this time, they wouldn't win either.
“I couldn't tell you the number of failures it took before I finally understood my true destiny.” He said while rolling an ounce of wine around the bottom of a clear glass.
He was staring ahead, pass his reflection on a pane glass window to the crowded streets below. The dark city was lit only by torches and burning barrels. With only very few building were still able to receive power, Samuel's being one of them, of course.
“You don't, have, to do this, Sam.” Came pleas of Nicholas, who's reflection stood behind Samuel's several feet away. “There's still time, these people look up to you. We can use that to our advantage and rebuild. The world can finally be a better place.”
“If only it were that simple little brother.” Samuel replied, staring into Nicholas's reflection with a half smirk. “No one sets out to be the bad guy, you set out to change the world and heal the wounds of society. Until the day you realize just how deep those wounds go and that the only way to save the world is to put it down like a rabid dog.”
Nicholas was staring deep into the cold brown eyes of Samuel's reflection. Still it felt unreal to see how far Samuel had fallen over the years. This was not the older brother he had grew up with, not the one who shielded him from the trauma of watching their parents fight when they were kids. Not the same brother who turned his back on everything he worked so hard to gain, just save him from a death sentence. When he thought about it, it maybe have been that very act that put Samuel on his catastrophic path.
Samuel was always the good one, bending over backwards to help others. And although Nicholas understood how a lack of recognition and acceptance could push anyone other the edge, Samuel allowed himself be seduced by the resulting anger and hatred. And when an angel falls he'll usually take the world with him.
Staring down toward the chaotic crowd while still holding his smirk, Samuel took a sip of his wine. “For even the Son of Man did not come to be served,” he said. “but to serve, and to give his life as a ransom for many. And that's what I'm doing, cleansing the Earth of this filth. And after everything I have sacrificed, all that's left to give is my life.”
“I'm a monster Nick!” Samuel exclaimed as he turned around to face his brother. “In order to guide them, I had to become one of them. The only way I can save them now is to destroy them. This world needs to reset and this is the only way it can”
At that point, Nicholas had no choice but to accept the truth. Whomever the man was, that stood before him that night, was not his brother. “What happened to you?” He asked in a soft whimper.
Samuel gave a sigh before glancing at his watch. “I finally accepted the truth.” He said, turning back around toward the window. “The lord has found the cries of humanity's injustice so serious, that he has sent me to destroy it.”
Samuel then stared ahead, past his reflection and out past the tall buildings as he saw a sudden bright flash in the distance as it engulfed the city. A perfect ending for a figure such as himself. All the pain and suffering he had to endure has led him to this very moment.
Samuel thought that it was a fate humanity brought upon its self. People chose to their lives of sin and luxury. They were the ones who started their own down fall and all Samuel could do was to guide them to their inevitable end and make one final sacrifice for the good of mankind, his life. And as for Nicholas, he could do nothing but watch as the one who once turned him from his own wicked ways, descend lower than he had gone himself.
Twelve years ago, it would have been easier to see their roles reversed. Samuel was always a righteous man, he'd do whatever he could to help someone in need. His dream was to change and lead humanity by example. He was always smart, ambitious and full of potential. It was his drive to do good which lead him to a great job working for the United States government.
Nicholas on the other hand, didn't have much care for the world's well being as his older brother. Newly released from prison to even less than he had before his initial sentence and new found resentment for his brother. Because while Samuel was out, saving the world, he was stuck to clean up the mess.
The ground was still a bit wet from the a recent week of rain which left the sky bright and clear for the first day of his new life. A life he dreaded to go back to. What was the point now that his mother was gone? And the worst part was his guilt for not being there when she needed him the most. He knew that the moment they shut his cell doors her fate was sealed, despite how much he begged and plead with the judge and his ,double crossing, lawyer for help. He and came to terms with her lost before it even happened, all that was left now was to get even. A path that would lead to his end but at this point, what else did he have to loose?
Nicholas stopped for a second, standing just outside of the prison gates. He wasn't expecting anyone to be keeping up with his sentence, much less there waiting on him when he had gotten out. But who else would he be, standing next the same beat-up old red car Nicholas remembered seeing from when he was a teenager. His father had lost all interest in church years prior, after all, he had more important things to do like work and drink. He'd always remember his mother, brother and himself pulling in on the church's grassy lawn, before the congregation was moved into the city. It's actual driveway was only big enough for one vehicle, Pastor Kurt's old red car. Nicholas was surprised to see it still lasting this long, his faith seemed to have been paying off in some way at least.
Although seeing Pastor Kurt waiting on him wasn't exactly what he as wanted, it was much better than seeing Samuel standing in front of that car instead.