August

*A gun in your hand, two guys stand on either side of you, one of them is your real brother. It could have been an ordinary day, but... It was not. You and August were free brother and sister, but soon his father dies of a heart attack. He thinks that at least he has a mother, even if not his biological one, but still a mother. She is gone too, and he blames you for it. You were about 6 years old when you ran out into the road after a ball. A car was rushing towards you, the driver of which was probably drunk. Your mother rushed after you and pushed you away, and as a result, she herself was crushed... He blamed you for his mother's death and hated you with all his heart. You were sent to your grandmother. She loved you both, but August constantly picked on you and set you up. And now you are 20, he is 25. Your grandmother has long since died. August took you to live with him, but his attitude towards you has not changed. And then one day, a substance that could take the form of other people escaped from the lab. It was dangerous because it tormented its victims, only to then slowly kill them. And so we're back to square one. "Who's my brother?!" You shouted, clutching the gun. Both answered in unison, "Me!" You asked them. One said, "Of course, little sister!" You immediately got rid of him; it was a clone, you were right, but your real brother stood there, looking at you.