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He had to keep a secret from his brother. It has by far, the hardest thing Elzo had to do in his whole life, (or at least thus far). Possibly the only person in the whole world who he never had kept any secrets from. Ever. They had always been open with each other. Heck, their folks didn’t know half of the stuff they knew about each other. Like Marlo’s rampantly growing key charm collection. Or the fact he could recite half of the dialogue of Young Frankenstein just from memory and the drop of a hat. Almost no body in the whole world knew that kind of stuff about Marlo, except him. Elzo Xanis. His brother.

It used to mean something. Something deep. Deeper then they could really explain. As kids, they had supported each other. As teens, they did the same. Never did they rely on anyone but each other. So now…Out of all the times he needed support, Elzo could not have it. Being a Sailor Scout meant being unknown. It meant you had to life a double life. And unlike the Hollywood movies, there was no secret pleasure or joy. Just an indescribable pain in knowing that this power, what ever it source, couldn’t be shared. With the one person who probably deserved to know the most.

Tonight had only worsened the internal conflict the elder Xanis brother felt. It was Wednesday night. And by tradition, Marlo would make pizza. Sure, he always claimed he hated it, but in truth, at Hillworth, it was probably the one time he felt most ‘at home.’ It was one of the few things that had always been done, no matter where they were. Sure, at Hillworth, they had to sneak in the ingredients the day before, along with a microwave and it wasn’t as good and Elzo knew it could have been but STILL. It was tradition. A tradition he was neglecting by patrolling the city. But how could he face Marlo as he was? Just last morning he had found he was some Sailor Scout and had to protect people from something called the Negaverse.

Internet searches, old dusty and mildew smelling library books, newspaper clippings, Elzo had literally scoured them all looking for answers. Anything on this Negaverse. On ‘Serenity’. On what he now was. Sailor Castor, Senshi of Hail. It seemed like such a title. One that was meant for someone better. Slowly, the library had closed up, the light out put into effect. And yet Elzo remained just as he had started out. Filled with questions, lacking in answers. But he had found something out. Castor was a star. From the Gemini constellation. It was a myth of two brothers, twins, who inadvertently started the trogan War. They died, yet chose to remain side by side, the other sacrificing immortality to remain with his mortal sibling. Other myths were that they were both the sons of a God. Some said both died. But, the myth was the same in one aspect, one brother didn’t abandon the other.

Unlike Elzo, who knowingly and willing turned away from the one person he cared most about. His brother. Pounding a fist against the wall of the alley, Elzo could hear sounds from behind, moving in tandem with each other. Machines, humming an alien tune as they worked tirelessly to create god only knew what. Breathing in and out, Elzo tried to calm himself down. But, alas, his anger wouldn’t dissipate. And the worst part of his anger was that it was at himself. For purposely ignoring his brother.

Still in his uniform, his true uniform, Castor, the Senshi, began to climb the fire escape ladder. The building was old, but, it was out of the main hub of town, where he wouldn’t go noticed quite as easily. On the roof, Castor had a good view of the city. Lights littered the town, making the night sky fade into obscurity. Deep down, he wished that all the lights would go out, just so he could see the stars, and maybe find an answer. Wasn’t Castor a star? Would it provide some answers to his burning questions?

Looking out at the cityscape, Elzo felt his resolve weaken slightly. To be a senshi meant to protect the weak, but it also meant you had to protect yourself, even if that means keeping a secret from your best friend. Turning around, He found himself looking back at Hillworth. Astraea, the talking cat, had told him it was the Negaverse recruitment center. From where he was standing, it sure looked the part. With a sigh of internal defeat, Castor climbed back down the fire escape. No monsters out tonight. Focusing on his school uniform in the alley, he didn’t feel the change occur, he simply knew. No one had seen him, and that had been the most important part. Leaving the alley way, the city that looked like a sky full of star behind him, Elzo made his way back to Hillworth. He’d figure this senshi stuff out eventually.

Just not tonight.

Once in his life, Elzo wished he could get a break. A break from being singled out and punished for nothing. Granted, he knew he wasn’t really being singled out, but still. It’s what it felt like. First, he had gotten into the damn fight back home and his folks hadn’t even paused to listen to why he had beaten up that punk. Then, as a result, he and Marlo got send to Hillworth. Once here, he was forced to take anger management classes, which really, we not required. Sure, he had a quick temper, but, honestly. The class was for guys that beat on their girlfriends and just random people. Elzo just fought with those who pissed him off. And even then, he could stop at anytime!
Then, stupid counseling started. Apparently, if you said you didn’t have anger issues, you had to also take counseling. For what, he had asked. ‘Oh for your anger issues and why you might feel the need to blah blah blah.’ Really? REALLY? Talk about a crock. Elzo knew why he acted up. He didn’t need a therapist to tell him why. He had attention issues. Parents never paid him any attention and so, he resorted to acts that he knew did gain their attention.
Sadly those acts were negative.
It seemed cliché, but, it was what it was. Elzo just wanted his folks to acknowledge him. Sure, they ate together and lived together, but they never did…parent stuff. They never went to theme parks. They never went to the school pageants. No parent teacher meetings. Not even a simple thoughtful Christmas gift. It was always the same.
“Here is some cash go buy whatever.” They didn’t even bother. They didn’t even try. It was pathetic. No kid should have that sucky of parents. It was like…an affront to parenting. Sure, they didn’t like, beat on him and Marlo but GOD.
They could at least TRY to be parents. At the very least.
SO LAME
His parents aside, Elzo didn’t really have many…authority figures. His therapist said that could also be why he acted out. He had never been shown how to act properly by an adult.
Whatever the hell that meant.
Wait. WAIT.
He was in an office.
Waiting for his therapist.
And he was ALREADY having such deep thoughts? God, this sucked. Elzo didn’t want to think this early in the day. It was just 7:30 am! People shouldn’t even be UP this early. Not to mention he was hungry. Stupid therapy in the morning, making him miss breakfast. Stupid Hillworth. Stupid…well, a lot of things were stupid here. Why did he expect any different? Uh. It was to early for this.

Most people forgot that Elzo was indeed smart. In fact, sometimes he forgot. He acted like a moron but damn. He still managed to pass his classes and do well on tests. It was like a joke really. For a guy as oblivious as him to actually do well in school? Crazy talk. You’d also expect him to not have any study habits, given well…his attitude. He did have them…but other things came first. Like having to sneak back after dark, (otherwise known as post-patrolling).
Hillworth was not an easy place to get out of. And in that fact, it was also not a place easy to get into, (at least legally). Many places were under guard, and where you went out, didn’t equal where you necessarily went in. You went out by some dumpsters; you went in by a tree. Which made Elzo’s current problem that much bigger.
The tree was fenced off due to construction. It hadn’t been there when he left, (had it?) But, now, he couldn’t get back inside. And contrary to what Meadowview boys thought, Hillworth uniforms weren’t that warm at one am.
“God damn it!” Cursing, Elzo was now basically stuck outside of Hillworth, and the only way in was via the main gate. Which was kind of under surveillance by some stupid school security and some fat guys.
BUT.
Technically, he was still could become…yeah…sailor Castor to the rescue! With the feeling of slight awkwardness as he henshined up right outside of school, Castor made sure he was properly out of view.
Hmm, this plan might just work.
Moving to the main gate, castor focused his power on the back wall. Hopefully he could pull this off. “Stinging storm!” Whispering the attack, Castor stepped back in surprise as he discovered that no, how loud you are doesn’t affect how much damage your attack does.
It still goes everywhere.
The fat guys, (aka the school’s main form of security), ran over to see what happened, castor was running as fast as he could to the dorms. Once out of the camera and fat guy view, his next step was to de-henshin. Easy enough. With less awkwardness, he felt the comfort of his Hillworth uniform return. Much, much better. In fact it was almost too easy! Moving into the dorm, Elzo was now faced with challenge number two.
Getting back into his room with out the matron finding him. That fat crazy old b***h could really ruin a guy’s night. Not to mention your ability to leave campus. Tip-toeing down the hall, Elzo froze at just about every sound. Even the ones of a guy snoring like a truck, (was that, no it could be his room!). First floor, second…YES! Third floor! Running to his room, Elzo slammed the door, (he was already clear, why bother hiding now?). His roomie was dead asleep. Thank god. Stripping down and jumping into bed, Elzo made the mental note to skip morning class. By sleeping in.

Last week, Elzo, patrolling Hillworth as Sailor Castor was assaulted by negaverse agents, on managed to land a blow to his manhood and pride. Now, later he's coping with some new changes...

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Young and Male, Elzo Xanis, full time Hillworth degenerate student, knew very little about the human body. He knew that it could bleed. He knew it needed food and water. And he knew if you ate a taco off of the street cart down town…well, things got smelly at best. But, in being young and male, Elzo placed a lot of weight on his manly manhood. It was what made him a man. It was what the ladies were looking for, (Or so he thought.), and it was what had convinced him in the fact he was never going to suffer the feminine woes of life.
OR SO HE THOUGHT

Ever since a month ago, with Castor’s less then pleasant run in with the two negaverse lieutenants, and the god awful nut shot, Elzo had been feeling very much ill. Normally, a nut shot could be shaken off after a few days. So far, a month later, and he was still slightly tender. What was wrong with him? It wasn’t something he could just bring up to the nurse. ‘Oh hey my balls have been hurting for a month now due to a crotch shot’. Maybe it was some horrible negaverse thing. Pain could last longer when the hit a weak point for massive damage? Either way, Elzo’s balls were in pain. Time for him to do something about it.

And by something he meant the seeing actual doctor down in Destiny City hospital.
Awkwardly, he arrived and put his name down. When asked why he was visiting, Elzo’s face turned red. “Balls.” He had whispered to the much older receptionist. She only gave him a pitiful look. It was so shameful. At least she didn’t say anything.
Waiting proved to be the worst. All the magazines were for old people or pregnant ladies. Plus, it had taken 3 hours. Thank god it was an in service day at Hillworth. “Anis? Elzoo?” The nurse’s attempt at his name made Elzo meekly rise from his seat. ‘It’s Xanis. Yan-Iss” As he joined her in the hall he went on “And it’s El-ZO.” She just made a tut tut noise and led him to the office, where an older doctor was waiting for him. Well, he wasn’t that old. But it was still awkward.

“So what seems to be your problem?” The doctor flipped though some papers, not even looking at Elzo. “You wrote your problem down as BALLS.” Oh the shame, hanging his head, he mumbled his reply. “M blls rt mnth now” “Sorry?” “My balls have been hurting for a month now.” Elzo sat on the examination table, head hung in shame.
”Well…I assume they got injured?” He nodded. “And the pain hasn’t gone away over a month?” more nods. “Any swelling, fever inability to ur-“ “No, just my balls hurt. I can piss fine, my d**k still works, but they, not just my balls either, my d**k too, just feel tender. Like they never healed. I’ve gotten hit before but it’s never lasted this long.” Elzo wasn’t stupid. He knew how long a nut shot pain could last. And it never lasted a whole month.
“…Well son, do you think it constitutes an CAT scan or X-ray?” The doctor seemed to take his ranting all in stride. “******** if I know. Maybe?”

So, after many questions, Elzo was laying in a CAT scan, getting his man bits checked for cancer. How…pitiful. ‘Stupid negaverse, stupid douchebag, stupid senshi outfit!’ Elzo ranted off anything that might be related to his current situation. Once over, the doctor took off and did whatever doctors did, leaving Elzo alone for a while. When the doctor came back he was joined by a new doctor. OH GOD WHAT WAS WRONG? DID HE SERIOUSLY HAVE d**k CANCER?
“Crabgrass boy, you’re expecting!” What. “Excuse me?” Elzo was not getting it. This was some joke, wasn’t it? “You’re pregnant! It’s too soon to tell the baby’s gender, but, you’re coming along nicely. Glad we caught it when we did!” The new doctor seemed…happy to relay this news? “Uh, I’m a guy. Last time I check guys didn-“ “Oh no, you’re a hermaphrodite. You have both parts! You have the man bits on the outside, but, internally, you’re all female!”
NO
NO
NO.
THERE
WAS <********, for Elzo, it was true.

Another 2 hours later, as night was just setting into Destiny City, Elzo had discovered something horrible about himself. He was in fact, an IT. Apparently, the blunt force that had hit his nuts had caused him to ovulate, which had never happened before because he was so pumped with testosterone, (like THAT made any sense). Also, male pregnancy was on the rise. It was rare, but it happened. It happened a lot to guys in Destiny City too apparently. In fact Elzo had the ‘good’ fortune to meet another man who was also pregnant…and was gay. More awkwardness. But, it did beg the question HOW DID HE GET PREGNANT? Nothing can come into contact with his …bits since that negaverse sword. And he couldn’t impregnate himself, (or so the doctors said). Plus, he’d not bent over for ANYBODY. Unable to come up with an answer Elzo headed back to the dorms.
As a minor, the doctors were sworn to keep it secret, not to mention that Elzo had told them if they said anything he’d sue their asses off. Law suits shut them up fast. Or at least Elzo hoped.
But now, he needed to deal with his…thing inside of him.
“Stupid fetus.”

As months passed, Elzo got the classic pregnant signs. Morning sickness, fatigue, cravings, getting FAT. After the fourth month, Elzo was allowed to leave school due to ‘health issues’. Marlo joined him. Elzo hadn’t told Marlo of the ‘good’ news..yet. Now or never. Besides, his bro was going to know sooner or later.
“So you’re pregnant?”
“Looks like it.”
“...Aside from the fact that that is nasty, do you know the fath- other father?”
“Nope.”
The brothers looked at each other, then at Elzo’s growing gut. “…We’ll need some stuff then.”

At seven months, Elzo was showing, big time. Not to mention the small apartment the brother’s shared was now filled with baby crap. His parents had been told and had offered to pay for an abortion. They didn’t care, in fact, they told him it was his life to ruin. For a while, it did make Elzo wonder why he had chosen to keep the thing. He could have aborted it easy. But, something about the fact it was still HIS baby made him feel maternal. Or was it paternal? ******** if he knew. Still, Elzo was afraid. What would the baby look like? Who was the other father? Did rhetorical questions ever end?

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Linarite. Your name brings me to a screeching halt. Images of our brief encounter play over and over in my mind. I sometimes wonder if you have played me into some kind of magic, forcing these thoughts of yourself to run inside me. I dream of you. And oddly, I don’t dream of you in THAT way. I dream of you smiling. Of us walking. Talking. About our lives. It drives me mad. When I wake up, you’re not there and I feel a sense of longing.

Is the negaverse so evil that it is heartless? When I think of your laughter and smile, I know that it cannot be true. You are like me. A normal person under the guise of Linarite, aren’t you? Just another teenager. You must suffer from the knowledge you are different then your peers. That you are not what you should be. In that, you are alone, and even those who know, you must still shield yourself. Perhaps even from your own family.
Something like that.
Yet, even so, you are negaverse. Something I must detest and fight against. Something I am supposed to hate and fight against and stop at every turn.

But…how I feel in my heart…

I have never known such deep feelings before. They confound me. I am left wondering if I merely lust after you, the unobtainable. If all I have is a false love based around lust. Yet, oddly, I find myself…content to see you as anything but. Sure, I’ll admit I had certain thoughts. Every guy does. But with you…I think more about you. About who you must be. Why you, someone so perfect yet flawed is working and killing for the negaverse. You…

I refuse to believe this is love.
It is impossible.

There is no sense to it. No logic. Our meeting was so brief. So…mundane. It was so…
Human.

Linarite.

Your name has become bitter sweet on my tongue. I wonder if next we see each other, we will have to fight. And then I feel a sense of dread. I wonder if we might be forced to fight to the death. This was made so clear to me after nealite almost took my life.
In retrospect, it was my own fault, for being so trusting, in thinking she wouldn’t kill me. But…

I was willing. Willing to die.
For you.
A girl I hardly know. For a girl I briefly kissed. For Linarite, my enemy.

Linarite.

This cannot be love. It is just so impossible. So…stupid. It is just phase. Some magic act. It cannot be love. I’ll find someone else. I will prove that what I feel for you is just temporary. A spell.

This cannot be love, it just can’t.

Hello Elzo, this is random Crystal girl. She is angry her boyfriend from Meadowview won’t spend a s**t tone of cash on her for prom. Now hit on her, oh look at that, she’s a bit of a slut the second you mention you’re dateless. She’s telling you about her no good boyfriend who probably is just a normal guy who can’t afford paying out the a** for a ******** dress even though that should be the girl’s job.

Okay Elzo, she obviously wants you to show her boyfriend who is boss, beat him up, oh look, he ran off and now Crystal b***h is clinging to you. How classic, she wants to use your bad boy image to emasculate her ex and make her friends jealous that she now has ‘control’ over you. ********, here it is, her offering to show you just how much she ‘loves you’ and ‘appreciates you defending her from her crazy ex’.

Daddy’s little Crystal day girl.

Parent’s are out, workers have headed home, she runs off to ‘get out of her uniform’.
Typical. You watch from the windows and see her turn on, yup, a Jacuzzi. Then she’s bolting off to her room upstairs. Why are all girl’s rooms on the second floor? ******** crazy. Either way, you occupy your time by making sure your ‘emergency kit’ is still handy. Yup. In it’s wrapper and all. Now she’s back, asking if you want a ‘quick dip’. You naturally say yes, she shows you over to the ******** Jacuzzi. Strip to boxers, enter pool. She pulls out booze. You tell her no and start to make out.
s**t happens.
End up upstairs, in her bed, and even after all that damn ********, you can’t help but feeling like you’re cheating.

ON LINARITE.

Getting up, you start to dress, she’s asleep, thankfully not having gotten even mildly drunk. You leave your name and number.
Next morning she calls, asking why you left, how dare you, blah blah blah. ******** it you say, you yell at her, telling her how ******** dumb she is for leaving her boyfriend because he’s not spending cash on her like a blind puppy. You got what you wanted, and she got what she wanted didn’t she? A ‘night with the evil bad Hillworth boy’. That’s right. Go ******** cry. Go cry to your friends, to your ex, who will blindly catch you on the rebound. She says she’ll call it rape if you don’t go back and play whipped man b***h. You tell her that given all the evidence, the fact that oh hey, you recorded her voice giving consent to sex, (oh you remember what landed you in the hellhole of Hillworth don’t you?), she’s a damn lair. She says she might be pregnant. You say it’s impossible given the protection used. She’s pulling out all the stops, trying to rope you into being her man b***h until she can dump you for her ex.

You’ve seen it a hundred ******** times Elzo.

You call out her lies, call her all the names you know, telling her just what you think, you hear her sob and whimper. You hate this, causing her to cry but in reality, isn’t this what she wanted, a pity party? Now she’ll get one, after all. She just got ‘raped’ by that nasty Hillworth scum. You write a letter to her father, telling him the full story and if he has questions to call for the evidence to prove his daughter is some slut. Now you wait for the phone to ring.

This time the only difference is Linarite.
Because of Linarite, and thoughts of her make you feel that what you just did was wrong.

Great ******** job Elzo.
Great ******** job.