Xander stood stock still as Meko unleashed his wrath towards him. On most occasions he would have let the quips fall off him like they were nothing. On most occasions he would have snapped that pretty little neck the moment he brought up his personal life. Of course, on most occasions he wasnâ€™t this exhausted and had a three day long drive by himself to contemplate everything that asshole of a kid had said in the building.<br/><br/>Taylor glanced over at Xander and his stomach dropped. The emotions that were playing clearly over his monster of a brother were some he had never seen before. Hell he had never seen any emotion besides anger truly be expressed from his brother. â€œMeko.â€ Taylor warned quietly as he reached forward to grab hold of Meko. The next thing he knew there was a fist cracking harder against his jaw then there had ever been and his knees buckled.<br/><br/>â€œYou listen here you little fucking shit!â€ What started out as a snarl had ended up in a yell as he grabbed Mekoâ€™s throat in his hand and slammed him firmly against a wall so he couldnâ€™t escape or attempt to injure him. â€œYou are the one that needs to lighten the fuck up. I canâ€™t make one single goddamn comment to you without you flipping you fucking shit or making your ghost pal come after me.â€ The pure rage in his eyes burned hotter than the fires in hell.  â€œYou have no fucking idea who you are messing with kid. I have killed people five your size with my bare hands. I have shed enough blood to make the rivers run red. I have slaughtered diplomats, Generals, Presidents, Dictators, and entire platoons of enemy armies.â€ His eyes flashed from anger to something that most people wouldnâ€™t be able to place, especially not on his face.<br/><br/>â€œYou could have left me there to die but I wouldnâ€™t have been in trouble from dying if I hadnâ€™t saved your ass. Donâ€™t you dare forget that I could have let them kill you because make no mistake that was their order.â€ He knew the kid wasnâ€™t aware that he was supposed to die; he knew the kid was under the impression that the orders had been to keep him alive. Xander added more pressure for a brief moment before relaxing his hold. â€œIf you wouldnâ€™t tell them what they wanted to know they would eliminate you so you wouldnâ€™t pose a threat. They had a drug to give you that was meant to dull your reaction time, which was meant to paralyze your chosen form of attack. It was meant to stop your guardian from being self summoned.â€<br/><br/>Xander inhaled a breath that made his nose flare and released the hot air, people would half expect fire to be produced from the amount of anger that was rolling off his tightly coiled body. He was prepared to attack and kill anything at any moment. He was silent for a moment and looked away from the boy and then back. â€œI havenâ€™t only killed people in my life. I saved Taylorâ€™s ass once or twice. I tried to save my fathers. There was this kid in Bangladesh that was about to trip a wire to set off a bomb and I managed to get there. I almost died.â€ This time his voice was far softer than it had ever been almost as if he didnâ€™t even want to say the words that had just left his mouth.<br/><br/>â€œNow I am saving you again, because I want to kill. I want nothing more right now than to snap your neck and watch your body drop to the floor. Do you know why I wonâ€™t do that? I wonâ€™t because I like you. You have spunk but donâ€™t mistake that for me never killing you. If you ever talk to me like that again I will break your neck and watch the light leave your eyes and Iâ€™ll bathe in your fucking blood.â€ Okay, so maybe he wouldnâ€™t actually bathe in any blood but it sounded cool as hell.<br/><br/>â€œYou can call out your attack dog; you can order him to kill me. There is enough supplies in this house to get you and Taylor through whatever kind of hell that will reign down on you. Iâ€™m ready to die. Thatâ€™s how I do what I do. I donâ€™t fear death. In fact I will embrace it with open arms because it is only in death you are truly free.â€  With those final words he dropped Meko to the floor and turned to the door, ripping it open and slamming it shut behind him. He needed fresh air before he actually said something that the kid didnâ€™t need to know. Once he was far enough away from the house he tugged out his wallet and from behind his ID he pulled out an old worn out picture. He hadnâ€™t looked at this thing in decades. â€œIâ€™m sorry, Jess.â€