Catatonia

His claws dug into the ground momentarily, frustration clouding his thoughts until he couldn't take it any more. " What does Collision see in Chrysanthe, and the others that he doesn't see in me or Preston?!" While Collision had been so easy to hand out high ranks to the other siblings him and his brother had gone without. True they had yet to prove themselves, but they had also never had the opportunity to prove their mettle, and that, Neo felt, was where they had been robbed. "With the right training I could be a better warrior than Ephiphron, and Preston would make a better healer!" And as he vented he was reminded of the reason. Why things were what they were. Why he felt so lonely and so empty all the time. "You say we're your kids but we're not! And everyone knows it, and everyone thinks that makes us inferior!" His heart was pounding a mile a minute, his head was spinning, he couldn't think straight his mind clouded with rage.

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