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Cygnus was coming to the realization that he did not like Chaos or Order. Negaverse or White Moon. Whatever they called themselves, they were all the same: dumb people fighting for dumb reasons they barely understood, and causing lives to get ruined one way or another. Ever since his brother went missing, Cygnus had the feeling that something must have happened to him while he was powered up, and that was why his parents had no idea what happened to their oldest son.

Yet even though Cygnus was powered, too, and in theory could know more or do more, he was just as useless as everyone else. The fact that others could justify what they were doing, fighting and killing and stealing each other away, was just infuriating.

Was it any better if a 'white moon' soldier killed someone in the name of good? That person was still someone's kid or brother or parent. And they were gone, for no reason that the family would ever know or understand. How was that a fair way to do anything?

How could they call themselves good guys?

Grumpy, as always, Cygnus felt a dark aura nearby and growled. It didn't scare him. Or maybe it did, and that was what he wanted. Either way, the Chibi Senshi moved toward the aura rather than away from it, folding his arms over his chest when he got close.

"What are you, on recess? Didn't know the Negaverse was a pre-school."

The young senshi, a month past his fourteenth birthday, tilted his head at the stranger and did not let his judgmental glare drop for a second. He was the angriest little scarecrow, and even his light yellow attire was not as sunshine-y and sweet as it could have been with such a dour expression on his face.

He had gotten very used to frowning, and was making a bit of an art out of it.

"No, it doesn't. But the Negaverse isn't any more fun, from what I've seen. Just looks like a bunch of idiots running around because their masters tell them to. What's the point of that?"

He was of the mind that being a senshi was a waste of time, and so was being a soldier for the negaverse. In fact, he was pretty sure everything was pointless, and he should probably just use these powers he was given to do whatever the hell he wanted. At least he did not have to answer to anyone, like what the negaverse seemed to have.

If no one knew he existed, then no one would really bother trying to stop him from having his own kind of fun.

"Are you trying to find some energy or something? I'm not going to stop you."

But he would probably attack her anyway, just for the hell of it.

Cygnus watched her sit on the ground, huffing and holding his breath, puffing his cheeks out a bit. He was angry, thinking this negaverse soldier was making fun of him, sitting down like that. Was she not scared of him? He was the senshi of fear, after all, damn it!

Either people were going to start taking him seriously, or he was going to just give up on this whole damn thing.

"You hang out with an Eternal?" Not really understanding the concept of corrupt senshi, though he did know of them, his brain did not immediately equate the word to someone on Chaos' side. He thought she was just hanging out with the White Moon. That was really bad, them making friends with each other.

Chaos was the enemy, and that was that. Right?

"So the Negaverse IS a pre-school, then," he grunted, wrinkling his nose and sticking out his tongue. "Sounds pretty pathetic to me. I'm not looking for anyone to talk to! I don't need pity from anyone! I'm Sailor Cygnus, Senshi of Fear!"

He ran toward her and, with all his might, kicked her as hard as he could right in the knee.

Cygnus was feeling pretty good about the whole kick thing, rather than guilty, which was a surprise to him. He had not been able to feel good about hurting someone in a long time, pretending to be a moral and upstanding super hero like he had been. Now that he was beginning to accept that his powers did not mean he had to be a good guy, he was eager to see what else he could get away with.

Hell, it wasn't like it mattered. Most people would not even know about the shenanigans he got up to, and everyone else would not care. He was, after all, just a kid. Even the Negaverse felt bad that he was in the war at all, just because he was a chibi.

He was not super aware that the little shield of youth had a very finite duration for a chibi, of course. As far as he knew, he was basically untouchable as long as people kept treating him like a kid. His immaturity certainly helped.

"I'll show you what fear is!" He yelled stubbornly, feeling a weird tingling in him and a phrase bouncing around inside his head. Had he ever used his powers before? He must have: he knew they were there. How else would he know? It had just been a while, and with everything that was happening... maybe he just forgot until now that he even had them.

"Feel MY fear!!!" He yelled, holding up his hands. An aura of smoke seemed to build around him, and then faded from view into the air itself. Her knives did scare him, but he was in too deep to run away like his instincts told him to. Maybe he could just turn those instincts around.

Cygnus was not sure he had ever really seen the effect of his magic in action before. Maybe he really hadn't ever used it in battle, but just knew it was there and thought about it sometimes. Or something? He had no idea how something like that could work, but he was startled to see the result nonetheless.

Somehow, he made her stop. Hesitate. She missed him and he did not even have to dodge it. His magic was distracting her, and it was the perfect chance for him to try a real attack. He lunged, slamming his shoulder into her midsection and attempting to tackle her.

He was a kid, after all: the only real fights he had ever been in were on the playground, and usually ended up with someone being thrown into a bush or a dumpster.

And he was usually the one doing the throwing. The only difference was, he used to pick on kids that were a lot smaller than him, and not generally trying to fight back. Maybe he had been subconsciously connected to fighting with Fear even before he became the senshi of it. Still, not exactly the build for a super hero.

The villain thing was creeping into the back of his mind again.

Channeling all of his frustration, his raging emotions due to the loss of his brother, he began swinging wildly at her, sitting on her chest and not caring about anything but pummeling her as much as he could with his tightly clenched, white knuckled fists.

Cygnus was surprised he managed to get the upper hand on someone stronger than him, and really did not know what to do with himself. He had blood on his knuckles, though he wasn't sure if it was hers or his, and he leaped back.

He left her on the floor, taking heavy breaths and looking at his shaking hands now that he finally released his hands from fists. He looked baffled, even scary, and trembled. He let his anger win over him, and the result was terrifying. He had never really been violent before, but he lost himself to how thrilling it felt to be taking something back.

Fighting for his brother. For himself. But what did this Negaverse Captain that actually had not been mean to him have to do with any of it? He had no one to blame for his brother disappearing, so was it right to just blame everyone?

He was not sure he cared about right and wrong any more.

That was when he noticed the blood on his fuku. She'd managed to stab him with her knives, and he let out a startled cry. Pain followed, the shock and adrenaline keeping it at bay until he saw it. He stumbled away from her, panic rising in him without the help of magic like what had been instilled in her.