I really didn't mean for it to end so badly, i was sorry and horrified as i looked back on my actions, watching as my brother held a near dead Steve who was bloody and lost an arm. The surrounding area was torn to bits after what happened. Hero was furious and you could feel the aura he had grow heavy as it consumed you, his fury like an endless fire that can only grow worse, my heart sunken as we cried.

I repeated my sorry's and I looked as he kept Steve out of reach. My heart ached as I realized my mistakes.
Steve was slowly dying off as I watched with horror, watching that red liquid pour from where his left arm had once been.
My brothers screams towards me muffled together as I was frozen. I felt so sick and everything was just so wrong!

Hero put down Steve before grabbing my collar. "HEAL HIM BASTARD! FIX HIM! BECAUSE I KNOW YOU CAN!" He yelled as his voice boomed with this sort of echo which was his god like voice.
I scrambled over to Steve and put my hands on where his heart should be, or where i think i remember putting it.

I closed my eyes and tried to escape from that smell and the sight but i could only breath in the air that filled with the sent of the thick liquid that spilled from the place that was once an arm. My stomach was churning as i tried to use my magic! I was so scared but the next thing i knew he was gone as i opened my eyes to see why i couldn't feel him anymore.

Before my brother could yell at me for killing him we heard a scream ring out from the  forest. I smiled widely as relief washed over me, i floated up and flew over to where the sound came from, and i stopped behind a tree and looked out into the house where i could see him curled up on a bed and bawling his eyes out. Sure i should feel bad but he was now immortal! 

Steve could now die and die but live forever! He could learn from his death and just become great!

I flew back home and waited outside for my brother who i knew would come to me. either furious or not i was overjoyed with my experiment. 

It was not long before he was in front of me. "We are getting rid of those creatures. Steve will be haunted by them day in and out! He's still too young to be bombarded by death day in and day out! and have you lost your mind!?" He asked me with wide eyes full or worry. I paused as my joy faded, looking into those violet eyes that i wished never looked at me in such a way, fear swimming through them. 

"your scared of me?" i asked softly as i felt my heart sink at knowing this. how could he be afraid of me? have i done something so wrong that my brother would feel so scared of me?