The Dividing Line

"You thought you killed me you stupid simple bastard. Think again." Cole was standing over Bruce with an ax. As the blade came down to strike his old friend's skull, Bruce was pulled from the nightmare."Oh no, no... no." Bruce jumped up from his bed. He was shaking. Sweat was pouring from him. He ran to the mirror and checked his body for any signs of the ax that was in Cole's hand. In the back of his mind, he knew he messed up. For some stupid reason, he didn't make sure Cole was dead before he got rid of his body. No matter what he did to try and convince himself that everything was okay, a feeling in the pit of his stomach told him that he would have to pay for what he did. Bruce grew up with Cole. He knew what Cole was capable of doing. Of all the members of the Brotherhood, Cole was considered the deadliest bastard alive. No one knew he was dead. No one knew his so-called brother allowed greed to cause him to strike down his brother just like "Cain and Abel."Bruce grew up with Cole. He knew what Cole was capable of doing. Of all the members of the Brotherhood, Cole was considered the deadliest bastard alive. No one knew he was dead. No one knew his so-called brother allowed greed to cause him to strike down his brother just like "Cain did with Abel." Bruce could feel the weight of his mistake. Every night he was chased and beaten down until Cole put an ax through his skull. Honestly, he was terrified. If that sucker was alive, his life would end unless he found Cole first. He knew he would die if they ever went face-to-face again. There would be no mercy and he would be made to suffer for his BETRAYAL