Infected

He had been on his own for some time. Out exploring the world but now he was tired of the loneliness of it. There hadn't been anything too interesting, and instead of getting what he thought he wanted with himself, he had found resentment. Mostly for not doing better and less selfish, but he couldn't help it. If selfish was what he was, then that's what he'd be. He didn't need to change himself. He couldn't even if he wanted to. So to vent out his own frustrations, he came to the battlefield and who would he find but his...younger Aunt. It was such a weird thought considering she was younger, but what the hell did he know. He was more brawn than brain, after all. "Hey, what's up. You here for a fight too?" Obviously she was or she wouldn't be standing here. Maybe they could go against each other and help each other out with whatever the fuck they were dealing with.