Beautiful Destroyer Sailor Moon

zeebee1

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I like this Beryl. It's too bad she's going to die.
 

zeebee1

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I like this Beryl. It's too bad she has to die.
 

ringlhach

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Huh. Nice, zeebee1.

I'm still trying to figure out where this Beryl came from.
 

nick012000

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zeebee1 said:
I like this Beryl. It's too bad she's going to die.
Nah. This whole thing got started because of a lover's feud in the Moon Kingdom, but why continue it when this incarnation of Sailor Moon is happy to share? :p :snigger:
 

ttestagr

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I think Usagi seducing Beryl herself is more likely, especially depending on how this relationship with Mamoru goes. I'm still laughing pretty hard that Rei and Ami went and got themselves seduced by him. You know... for all the talk... I don't think Usagi has successfully seduced anyone yet in this fic. Naru pretty much took charge of her after all, not the other way around...
 

WarChild

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Question for the Ero-Sennin... is it safe to assume that Usagi and Makoto never ate any tainted food given that near the end of the chapter Usagi declared..

"Forget the blackjack and the hookers then! Let's just eat good food, get drunk, and party!"
Just want some clarification.
 

The Ero-Sennin

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They did.

But I'll never tell what happened.
 
The Ero-Sennin wrote a Sailor Moon Fanfic!

The Ero-Sennin said:
They did.

But I'll never tell what happened.
You magnificent bastard.
 

Da-Guru

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Dark Knight Gafgar said:
The Ero-Sennin said:
They did.

But I'll never tell what happened.
You magnificent bastard.
Did you read his book?

...you know, like Patton?
 
The Ero-Sennin wrote a Sailor Moon Fanfic!

Da-Guru said:
Dark Knight Gafgar said:
The Ero-Sennin said:
They did.

But I'll never tell what happened.
You magnificent bastard.
Did you read his book?
We're all currently reading it, aren't we?
 

Da-Guru

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I'd facepalm if I hadn't expected a response like that. So you know what, go look up a Patton quote about Erwin Rommel. I'll give you a hint: it has to do with "magnificent bastard."
 
The Ero-Sennin wrote a Sailor Moon Fanfic!

I'm not a fucking moron, I know what you were referencing. Only you went and explained the joke. You should never explain the joke!
 

Da-Guru

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Ah! Joke achieved and has run its course. It was a pleasure Gafgar. And perfect comedic timing there.

On an unrelated note, the turncoat maneuver is a refreshing change of pace. It's nice to see badguys with some semblance of survival instinct. Now I'm wondering what you're going to do for the start of the Ginzuishou/Rainbow Crystal Arc. And I REALLY can't wait to see what you've done with Mina and Artemis. Whoa boy!
 

The Ero-Sennin

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This one was proofed and edited by Andrew Joshua Talon.


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Disclaimer: To all you readers, who praised and criticized alike, thank you.


Beautiful Destroyer Sailor Moon
Tokyo’s Longest Night

Sailor Senshi, this is war.

[11.]


Jadeite, his injuries patched up, stood in front of Beryl’s throne, Nephrite at his side and a room full of a silent youma behind him. Atop her throne, Beryl was unhappy as she read Nephrite’s report on the operation and its disastrous result: Six youma were gone, three were badly injured, and three of her Generals were hurt too. On top of that, the energy collected for the mission was lost, precious energy necessary for the next phase.

After a moment, she hummed deeply in contemplation. “You know what? Fuck it.”

She set down her tablet and stood up. Looking down at Nephrite and Jadeite, she spoke.

“No more energy gathering schemes, your mission is now solely the destruction of the Sailor Senshi. Draw them out, and cut them down like the dogs they are.”

She narrowed her eyes. “We need to deal with them before we can move on with our operation. Soon, we will have the energy necessary to form the Black Crystal and go to the next stage. I’d like to have the Senshi handled before then.”

“Yes, my Queen,” both Nephrite and Jadeite responded with bows.

Beryl nodded. “Is there anything you’d like to say?”

Jadeite did. “I have no more youma and I’m not as skilled as a fighter as the others. Still, my youma were my comrades and I lost all of them. Let me avenge them somehow, please.”

Beryl stared at Jadeite, and then shook her head. “Jed, of my four Generals, you’re more a thinker than a fighter and it shows. If I let you go out and try to get revenge, the only thing that’s going to happen is you’re going to be splattered all over Tokyo.”

“But I’ve outlived my usefulness, don’t you think? Thanks to the Senshi, I have no more experts at mass gathering, and we’re moving towards the next leg of the scheme, aren’t we? My talents weren’t going to be necessary for much longer.”

Nephrite turned to Jadeite, not surprised by his declaration, but still hurt by it.

Beryl nodded. “You’re right, as soon as the Black Crystal was created; I was going to relegate you to finding the Seven Great Youma.”

“Let me pull one last stunt. There’s a big chance it might fail, but the worst that’ll happen is that I’ll die.”

Beryl hummed. “And what is the payoff?”

“I’ll kill at least two of the Senshi.”

Beryl smiled at that, even killing one of the bitches at this point in the battle would be a morale booster to the youma. Plus, if Jadeite’s plan could be repeated, they’d have a means to take the others down too. “Very well then, I’ll let you run your last plan. But don’t you dare die on me, Jadeite.”

“I won’t.” With that, Jadeite vanished.

Nephrite, tense, vanished after him, and Beryl was free to sit down and go back to her tablet. When she looked up from it, though, she found Zoisite with his head bowed standing in the spot the other two Generals vacated, the collar Beryl put on him still in place. “Huh? What do you want?”

Zoisite looked up to Beryl with a serial killer’s grin.


It was late in the day when Mamoru arrived at the Game Center Crown. He had spent the entire day sleeping since he’d gotten home from Yokosuka. Motoki was sitting at the counter, keeping an eye on some kids playing some video games when he saw Mamoru walk in. “Hey there, enjoy the cruise?”

Mamoru smiled and patted Motoki on the shoulder as he walked for Motoki’s office. “I need a drink.”

“Oh, okay.” Motoki got up and followed him, calling to one of the other employees to keep an eye on the counter as he and Mamoru went to the office.

Closing the door behind them, Motoki walked over to the fridge behind his desk and opened it. “So, what all happened?”

Mamoru sat down and caught a can Motoki tossed him. Opening it, he took a sip and explained. “Sailor Moon got one of the generals to defect to her side.”

Motoki stared at Mamoru in the midst of popping his own tab, the hiss of the carbonation the only sound in the office before he gathered his wits. “What.”

“One of the generals and all of his youma, they got tired of being kicked around by Sailor Moon, so they defected to her side. I am entirely serious.”

“No way that sounds almost too good to be true.”

Mamoru nodded. “It does, but Jadeite was always the sort to put others before himself, especially those who served under him. After losing his subordinates and seeing others get hurt, he realized that he needed to pull out before he lost anymore people he cared for.”

Motoki didn’t like that. “So he switched to the winning side, a guy like that can’t be trusted.”

“No, and I think the Senshi realize that too; at least I hope they do. His youma have already faked their deaths, and now he’s going to go out in a blaze of glory to join them. I’ll find out where he stands after that, if it works out like that.” Mamoru took another sip.

“And if it doesn’t?”

“Then I kill one of my closest friends from another life.”

Motoki nodded slowly. “Let’s make sure it doesn’t come to that then, Mamoru.”

“Yeah.”

As Mamoru took another drink, Motoki smiled and decided to change the subject. “So… did you get any other action last night?”

Mamoru stared at Motoki over his can, lowered it, and let out a chuckle. “I did.”

“Oh?” Motoki leaned forward a bit.

“Two.”

“Two?”

“At the same time.”

Motoki set down his drink and began clapping. “Bravo, sir. Bravo.”


At the Tsukino home, Usagi was in the process of brushing her hair in preparation for bed and mulling over the night before and its aftermath. They hadn’t been contacted by Jadeite or his youma yet, but she was sure it was going to be sooner than later. The wait, combined with the possibility of it all being a trap residing in the back of her mind left her stuck in front of the TV, watching episodes of Kamen Raider for guidance.

Luna, who had been observing Usagi’s change in behavior since their return, wondered what had brought it about. “Is something wrong, Usagi-chan?”

“Not at all, Luna, I’m just getting myself psyched up. Things are going to get crazy from here on, so I wanted to be prepared.”

“So you prepared by watching your tokusatsu shows?” Luna asked, puzzled.

Usagi nodded. “If I’m ever feeling the slightest bit unsure of myself, I watch Kamen Raider to remind myself to never give up, even when things seem their worst.”

That gave a bit away about how Usagi was feeling, and Luna was intrigued. “Are you worried about Jadeite’s sincerity?”

“I’d be stupid if I didn’t have the slightest concern, but I’m confident that he’s serious about it” Usagi set down her brush and walked over to look out the window. Though fall was right around the corner, it was still warm enough to leave a window open at night.

Luna nodded. “I hope he is. How do you suppose he’ll have the big finale play out?”

Usagi smiled. “Well if I were him, I’d make it a grand spectacle, with fire and brimstone and something everyone sees.”

At that very instant, a projection of Jadeite appeared over Minato, prompting Luna’s jaw to fall agape and Usagi to let out a whistle. “It would be something like that, yeah.”

“Sailor Senshi, I am Jadeite of the Dark Kingdom and this is my challenge to you.” Jadeite said in a booming voice that woke up most of Minato. “You will meet me at Haneda Airport, Runway F at sunset. If you do not answer my challenge… then I will burn this city to the ground with you in it. This a formal declaration of war, Sailor Moon, Sailor Mercury, Sailor Mars, and Sailor Jupiter!”

With that, the image of Jadeite vanished, and Usagi looked to Luna. “Talk about melodramatic.”

“Total drama queen,” Luna said.


The next day, the hot topic in Minato was the challenge issued by Jadeite, which was making even national headlines. While many tried to find an explanation for what occurred, and how it could have been done others, particularly those following the exploits of the Sailor Senshi knew that something big was going down and the threat to the city was very real.

In his home office, Hakushi checked his microphone, before he began his podcast. “Almost forty years ago, a broad shadow cast itself over Japan, and every day we lived in fear of the darkness. But then, out of that same shadow, heroes appeared and banished that darkness and saved not only Japan but the entire world from evil. This was the beginning of the Heroic Age.”

All over Minato, fans of The Depths of Strange were tuned in, either from their PCs at home or via their phones or other personal devices at work or school, or on the commute to it. “Since then, all we’ve had are stories and questions, and many–even those who were there during that time–wonder if it even really happened or pretend it didn’t.”

“A quote often misattributed to Mark Twain goes ‘History doesn’t repeat itself, but it sometimes rhymes.’ Whoever coined that saying is right on the money; since the end of that Heroic Age, we’ve experienced the Malice Spike, demons, and invasions from home and beyond. A new darkness has fallen over the world and there’s no denying what we’ve seen, what anyone has seen.

“But like before heroes have appeared. A new generation of heroes neither armored cyborgs nor transforming gynoids, but they fight for justice and the protection of life, just like the Heroes of yesterday, and tonight they’ve been challenged for a final battle against one of their leaders.

“To Sailor Moon, and your friends, I wish you the best of luck out there in battle. To you, our loyal fans, and those who happen to be listening to this: Stay away from the Haneda Airport tonight. Offer your wishes and your prayers to our new heroes, but don’t go to there and be a burden on them.”

Sitting at the back of the class, Usagi closed the podcast on her handheld computer, and looked to both Ami and Naru. On the screen of her computer, Rei’s face appeared, she had taken the day off to prepare and was at home on her phone slash computer device. “Everyone’s warning people not to go there, but you can bet some idiots are still going to show up.”

Naru nodded. “If things go wrong, they could end up in the crossfire, hurt or worse.”

“I don’t know… I guess I could have my crows keep people away or something, would that help?” Rei suggested.

“That’d be great, actually,” Usagi said.

Rei smiled brightly. “Good! I’ll tell them to drive away anyone who gets too close to the airport. But it won’t work too well if there are police, they have guns and I don’t want any of them hurt now!”

“If things heat up, the cops will know to run the other way.”

Looking over to the side, Ami frowned. “What about our more diehard fans, Usagi? Do you think they’ll be as easily discouraged?”

“What diehard fans?”

Following Ami’s pointing finger, Usagi stared in disbelief at a group of students, including Umino and Jun, gathered near the former’s seat, talking excitedly about going to the airport to watch Sailor Moon fight. They were all wearing headbands or sashes denoting them as members of a Sailor Senshi fan club.

“Okay, how did I manage to miss that?” Usagi asked.

Ami rolled up a study notebook and tapped Usagi on the head with it. “You’re an idiot.”

Luna, who was with Rei, spoke up. “Do your best to discourage them.”

“No shit, meeting adjourned.” Usagi got up.

At Umino’s table he, the president of “We Are Fanatical Fans Enthusiastically Needing Sailor Senshi”, was discussing their plans to go out to the airport to witness the fight.

Jun, the vice-president, was especially eager. “After seeing those pictures of the war zones Sailor Moon made before, I really want to see it, just so I can say that I did!”

“Do you think this will be the final battle?” another candidate for a tragically short life asked.

“Oh no, that Jadeite guy is definitely only one General. I bet after this, even more bad guys are going to come out of the woodwork to battle the Sailor Senshi,” Umino declared.

Another dead man walking interjected. “Maybe when they defeat him, the real invasion will begin, and monsters will overrun Tokyo like in Yoroiden Samurai Troopers!”

“If that happens, do you really want to be anywhere near that fight?” Usagi asked as she walked over, “You guys are going to get yourselves killed.”

Umino stared at Usagi, as did the rest of his club. “You mean you’re not going?”

“I figured you’d love to go,” Jun said.

Usagi shook her head. “Nah, I know better than to interfere with the duties of a warrior of justice. Kicking the crap out of lowlifes and bureaucrats is one thing, Sailor Moon and her stuff is a whole other level.”

“Well still! Our organization, ‘We Are Fanatical Fans Enthusiastically Needing Sailor Senshi’ will be going to Haneda Airport to support our favorite girls”

Usagi stared blankly as Umino and his club performed one of Sailor Moon’s poses. She was still stuck on the name of their club. “Waffen… SS…? Uh, guys, I really think you should reevaluate your naming scheme.”

She was about to offer alternatives to their club’s unfortunate name when Haruna slammed open the door. “Like hell any of you are getting yourselves killed out there!”

“Thank the Führer, someone who agrees with me!” Usagi said.

“Do you even realize what’s going to happen?! This is Sailor ‘Can’t walk two steps without leveling a city block’ Moon!” Haruna sharply lectured.

“Preach it!” Usagi called out.

As the students looked at Usagi in confusion, Haruna snapped their attention right back. “The girl throws trains around like they’re toys, just being within a mile of any kind of fight is a health risk!”

“Hell the fuck yes!” Usagi quipped.

“If you have all this excitement, you can burn it off by studying!” Haruna finished.

“I agree!” Usagi then declared, and everyone, even Haruna, stared at her.

“What?”

Haruna stared at Usagi, and then walked up to her before pulling out a penlight and shining it in her eyes. “No, they’re not dilated. Usagi, did you take any strange pills before coming to school today?”

Ami and Naru hid their giggles as Usagi recoiled in indignation. “Hey! I don’t accuse you of hitting the sauce like the fist of an angry God when you decide to be nice for once!”

“Yeah you do,” Haruna shot back.

Spectacularly served, Usagi prepared to unload on Haruna with a barrage of insults not heard since the heyday of Statler and Waldorf, when Makoto called out. “It’s nice though, that Dango-head is trying to be a voice of reason, isn’t it?”

Everyone looked to Makoto, who walked in wearing Juuban Junior High’s uniform. Those who did not know Makoto marveled at her height, while those who did marveled that she was here.

Usagi, grinning, bounded up to her. “Mako-chan, you’re going to school here?!”

“Surprise!” Makoto said as Naru and Ami joined Usagi around Makoto. “I didn’t think I was going to get in, until word got around that I can keep you in your place, Usagi.”

Usagi looked back to Haruna. “Hey, whose cock did you have to gobble to get her in class?”

Haruna promptly decked Usagi, and walked to her desk to fetch her flask. She looked over her shoulders to Makoto. “Keep Usagi-chan in line, Kino.”

“You can count on me!” Makoto said before Haruna pulled out a flask. “Uh, Haruna-sensei?”

“Don’t. This is how she functions with me as a student,” Usagi warned.

“Ah.” Makoto totally understood.

Having had her swig of liquid kindness, Haruna ordered everyone to their seats to introduce Makoto and begin the long day for the Senshi.


“It’s only my first day, but I like this school way more than my last one,” Makoto declared as she, Usagi, Naru, and Ami were gathered for lunch on the school’s roof.

Ami was in the middle of contacting Rei as she replied, “I have to admit I was really disappointed that I couldn’t get into Mugen Academy, but when I heard that teachers actually fought to have me in their class I was really flattered.”

“Whoa, Haruna is a fighter?” Makoto asked. She never would’ve noticed.

“She’s less of a fighter and more an alcohol-fueled berserker. I heard that she shattered Sakizaki-sensei’s leg in six places with a crowbar,” Usagi said.

Makoto stared at Usagi. “Six places?”

Naru added to the mythos herself. “I heard that she was a pretty brutal delinquent herself back in the day, and the only reason she decided to become a teacher was because she started reading GTO.”

Makoto was in awe. “If this is true, I’m definitely going to do my best for Haruna-sensei.”

“Do it even if it’s not, she’s a pretty awesome teacher,” Usagi commanded.

“Mako-chan, you’re going to Usagi’s school too? I feel so left out now,” Rei complained.

Makoto looked over and went wide-eyed at the tiny hologram projection of Rei sitting atop Ami’s phone. There was a nest atop her head with a crow sitting in it.

“Whoa… that’s pretty cool.” Makoto paused. “Why is there a nest on your head?”

“I’m helping hatch the chicks.”

When Makoto continued to stare, she got a little defensive. “Don’t judge me!”

Makoto quickly waved her hands. “I wasn’t, I swear!”

Naru tapped her chopsticks against her thermos, calling the meeting of the Sailor Senshi (and their civilian sidekick) to order. With everyone’s attention, Usagi addressed the audience. “Girls, in a situation like this, something will go wrong. We need contingencies.”

“Like if it’s a Dark Kingdom trap, right? Problem is, they can pull anything and we wouldn’t know what to expect. That Jadeite guy can be pretty clever when he wants to be,” Makoto said.

Usagi shook her head. “He’s always clever; it’s just that he has phenomenally bad luck, which is another thing we need to prepare for if it turns out this isn’t a trap.”

Rei agreed. “Yeah, I can see how bad luck can factor into this. It’s like the better things are going for him, the worse they come falling apart.”

“And seeing that this is technically his scheme, either something already has or invariably will go wrong.” Ami concluded.

Makoto folded her arms and sighed. “So what do we do when everything goes wrong?”

“I haven’t thought of anything because, well, there’s no telling exactly what will go wrong. I say for now we wing it, and see what happens,” Usagi declared.

Rei quipped. “Just wing it?”

Usagi smiled. “We can’t predict the future, so we can only meet it head on.”

Ami, Naru, and Makoto nodded in agreement, while Rei just sighed and shook her head, the crow on her head mimicking her. “You know, I can predict the future.”

Everyone stopped and stared at her, Rei pouted. “Well I can. I just need a lot of focus, and I can divine if there’s something we need to look out for. It’s not very precise, but it’ll come in handy, don’t you think?”

Silence ensued, and Rei became self-conscious, like she’d done something wrong. “What?”

As usual, Usagi blurted the first thing that came to mind. “I’m skipping school so I can go to Rei’s house and make sweet love to her. This is awesome.”

“Wait, what?” Rei asked, before she waved her hands frantically. “Whoa! My Grandpa’s home, he might hear us–I mean no! That’s inappropriate!”

“That said a lot,” Naru said.

Ami cleared her throat before she said aside to Usagi. “Just be gentle with her, Rei-chan is very delicate.”

“Ami!” Rei yelled at her.

Naru and Usagi broke into giggles.

It was Makoto, her face a little flushed, who got the meeting back on track. “It’s agreed then, right after school or as soon as we can otherwise, we go to the Shrine and Rei performs her divination. Depending on what we find out, we plan accordingly, all right?”

Usagi, Ami, Naru, and Rei all nodded. Makoto folded her arms and smiled. “Good.”


It was near sunset, the last of the sun’s rays melting beneath the horizon, when a white and black Gulfstream V business jet with video game themed art across its fuselage and tail approached Tokyo. In the cockpit, the pilot sighed as he finally received instructions to reroute to Narita. What was another half hour in the air after almost nine flying from Vancouver? The pilot looked back to the cabin of the privately owned business jet to its passengers.

“We just got rerouted to Narita International Airport; we’ll be landing in about an hour,” he reported.

Reclined in her seat, the front-woman for the Canadian Mega-Band “Heroes of Gunstar”, Natalie V. Adams, let out a frustrated sigh at the delay. “Why are we going to Narita? Our stuff is waiting for us at Haneda.”

Natalie V. Adams
26 years old
Rating: 120%


On the other side of the plane’s cabin, the drummer of Heroes of Gunstar raised the headphones from her ear when she thought she heard something stupid.

Kimberly Pine hated stupid. “Wait, what?”

Kim Pine
25 years old
Warning: Will eat your face


“It can’t be helped, there’s a terrorist situation going on at Haneda so it’s shut down,” the pilot replied apologetically.

“… And they have the decency to inform us now?” Natalie asked as got up and went up to the cockpit, Kim raising an eyebrow as she went. Behind her, the other members of Heroes of Gunstar were asleep, listening to music, or playing around on the internet, with video games, or reading books.

Reaching the windows, she looked down over the nose at distant Tokyo below, the lights at Haneda most definitely out. “I need to call the crew, find out what’s going on.”

“So much for a flashy entrance, I guess,” Kim flatly complained.

Even as Kim lamented their plight, far below in the city Tuxedo Kamen swooped into an empty skyscraper’s window overlooking the closed down and dark Haneda Airport. Present were Motoki and Reika, who were dressed for the occasion, wearing a style resembling a 20s era couple complete with white domino masks like their leader. They also wore a rose from Tuxedo Kamen, Motoki in his suit pocket, and Reika in her hair, which worked to conceal their identities.

“Impressive look, you guys. Should I call you Bonnie and Clyde, or Isaac and Miria?” Tuxedo Kamen asked.

Motoki snorted. “Call me Speakeasy, and this is Flapper Girl. Pretty cool, huh?”

“Cooler than mine… damn it.”

Tuxedo Kamen sighed and looked towards the airport. The JSDF had been mobilized, with helicopters circling overhead and armored vehicles rolling up and down the tarmac to dissuade any hostile act. “Full deployment of soldiers, armor, and helicopters, the JSDF isn’t taking this lightly. Nice and all, but they’re only getting in the way.”

“We’re in no better shape, you know,” Motoki pointed out, “All we can do is support you from back here.”

Reika then lifted up a very large case and opened it, revealing the pieces to an equally large rifle. Tuxedo Kamen stared at it. “What is that, Reika?”

“Well, a while ago this Russian kid made a working coil gun and called it the Nucleus System. I did some looking around and I was able to recreate it so I built it around this Anzio rifle I picked up while in Africa.”

Tuxedo Kamen and Motoki both stared at her. The former asked, “Reika… what exactly did you do while you were in Africa?”

“Yeah, I’m kind of curious too,” Motoki said.

Reika smiled. “I was catching up with you guys. Now give me a minute to put this thing together, okay?”

As she began assembling the rifle, Tuxedo Kamen shared a look with Motoki and both smiled. She definitely was the latter’s ideal woman.

“Well, this is it huh?” Motoki asked.

“This is just the finale for the first act.” Tuxedo Kamen went to the window and prepared to leap out. “Bad as it is, it’s only going to get worse from here.”

Motoki nodded. “I know; be careful out there, Mamoru.”

Tuxedo Kamen smiled to Motoki and Reika, before he leaped out the window and flew off into the twilight.

As he soared through the shadows towards the airport to evade detection, spectators on roofs and in the top floors of buildings were eagerly awaiting the action with either phones or recording equipment. In one building, despite the promise of pain from Haruna to any of them, the WAFFEN SS were out in force on the closest inhabited building near the airport. Also present were a large murder of crows, whose presence deterred people from actually going up onto the roof for the best view, as was the case of many of the other close buildings

“Dang it, I can only see soldiers patrolling around!” Umino complained. “It’s almost sundown, something better happen soon!”

Jun was setting up some expensive looking camera equipment. “Hopefully, even if it gets dark, we won’t miss the action. This camera has night-vision and everything!”

“I’m certain that when things go down, it’ll light up the sky so bright, you won’t need it,” Umino confidently boasted. “I can’t wait any longer; this is going to be amazing!”

“I knew you idiots would be here!” Haruna yelled out as she pushed past the other spectators setting up.

“Oh no, it’s Haruna-sensei!” Another member of the poorly named club cried out.

“How’d you find us?!” Umino demanded.

Haruna held up her phone, showing Umino’s twitter page. “When I was your age delinquents didn’t tell everyone what they were up to on the internet.”

“Well when you were our age, there was no such thing as computers,” one of the cheekier members of the club shot back.

The glare Haruna gave the young man caused him to lose control of his bladder and bowels from complete terror. The other members of the club, who had managed to avoid direct eye contact, were paralyzed–except for Jun, who had been looking through the viewfinder of her camera.

“Hey! Something’s happening down at the airport, it’s weird!”


Just moments before, a nervous JSDF was met by Murid, who quietly appeared atop the airport’s tower. Looking down over the airport, she took a deep breath and blew out her untraceable mist over the soldiers and their armor.

The JSDF Soldiers, falling under the mist, dropped their weapons or abandoned them on the airfield, and began walking in neat queues towards the terminal, where they’d be relatively safe and out of the way. The only problem was the helicopters still in the area and now making a bee-line for the airport. As the observation and attack helicopters began to train their sights onto the airport, Jadeite appeared in the intersection of two of the airport’s runways.

“There are people everywhere, Jadeite,” Kyurene reported as she circled over the airport and its vicinity high overhead, “Spectators are on the roofs and streets outside the area quarantined by the JSDF.”

Jadeite watched the helicopters circling the airport. “They want a good show. We’d better give them one.”

“Break a leg out there. We’re going to be ready in case anything goes wrong,” Kyurene said before she turned into a scattering flock of bats.

With her gone, Jadeite paid the helicopters targeting him no mind and spoke. “Well here I am, Sailor Moon.”

“You showed up early. That’s very sweet of you.”

When he heard her voice, he turned and his smiled a little when he found Sailor Moon, Mercury, Mars, and Jupiter near the end of the runway.

Smiling herself, Sailor Moon folded her arms over her chest. “We ladies don’t like to be kept waiting.”

“I work with enough women to know when exactly to arrive,” Jadeite replied.

His youma, hidden but observing every moment, immediately giggled amongst themselves.

Sailor Moon laughed. “You’re a bad boy. But let’s get serious, Jadeite. This shit is about to go bad.”

Jadeite froze. “What do you mean?”

It was at that moment, that Nephrite appeared, and Sailor Moon charged forward to perform a high kick that stopped the sword he’d swung for Jadeite’s neck. Jadeite quickly jumped clear, as Nephrite teleported away from Sailor Moon to a slightly safer range.

“Your bad luck strikes again, Jadeite,” Sailor Moon said as she lowered her leg.

“Nephrite…” This was bad; Nephrite looked pissed and had attacked him before anything else. That could only mean…

“Colluding with the enemy, you traitor?!” Nephrite accused.

Damn, how’d he find out? Jadeite looked between the Senshi and Nephrite, and then narrowed his eyes. “What are you talking about?!”

“Don’t even try to play innocent; Grape had heard your youma’s deal with the Senshi, and your desire to quit,” Nephrite revealed, causing Jadeite to swear under his breath.

Sailor Moon was annoyed; they should’ve dusted those three when they were fighting them and made sure of it. A tragic oversight, but really, why was she letting this dramatic showdown continue? She should be taking advantage of Nephrite’s insistence on exposing Jadeite as a traitor in front of the very people he was switching sides to-

“FIRE SOUL!” Thank you, Sailor Mars.

Nephrite, however, managed to evade the burst of flame via a short teleport into the air, and raised his hand to fire his own energy blast at the three Senshi. “Stupid girl, don’t call out your surprise attack.”

Sailor Jupiter’s Supreme Thunder smashed into him and carved a long trench down the airport’s tarmac before smashing him into an abandoned tank, which exploded spectacularly.

Landing in a crouch, Sailor Jupiter stood up. “Sound advice.”

Jadeite looked to Jupiter with alarm. “Hey, don’t try to kill him!”

“I didn’t even use half my power with that, relax,” Sailor Jupiter replied with no small amount of reservation in her tone.

Sure enough, Nephrite got up, largely unharmed, and dusted himself off. Why did that one hold back her attack, when she could’ve killed him with ease? What the Hell was Jadeite up to? “Why, Jadeite?”

“You should know better than anyone,” Jadeite shot back.

Nephrite did, and it annoyed him that it would be something Jadeite would do. His youma were afraid of the Senshi, and out of his overwhelming compassion he decided to throw in the towel to protect the last of his subordinates. Of course, that presented a new problem he probably overlooked.

”Jadeite, I don’t think you understand the miscalculation you’ve just made,” Nephrite said.

“I know Beryl won’t be happy about it and there will be retaliation, but this is the decision I’ve made and I’m standing by it for the sake of my youma.”

Nephrite shook his head. “You don’t get it, do you? Beryl’s not even upset.”

Jadeite gave pause, as he and the Senshi stared at Nephrite. “What?”


Zoisite was taken aback at Beryl’s nonchalant declaration of “I’m not even mad,” when he oh so happily revealed Jadeite’s intention to defect to the side of the Sailor Senshi. “Y-you’re not angry?”

“Why should I be? Actually I’m impressed!” Beryl cheerfully replied.

Zoisite was confused. “I’m sorry, what?”

“Come on, Zoisite! You have to admit that lying to my face takes a pair bigger than my tits!” Beryl placed her hands under her breasts and raised them up for emphasis, they weren’t always this large, but who needed cosmetic surgery when you had magic?

Zoisite… could not resist. “So he used a spell to increase his courage?”

Beryl blasted him through a stone pillar. “Ow.”

“At any rate, Jadeite leaving is actually a good thing for us. He was always kind of a pussy, and he said so himself… his usefulness was going to be limited soon.” As she spoke Beryl waved her hand and levitated Zoisite back over to her before dropping him roughly onto the floor.

As he got back up, Beryl issued her decree. “Zoisite, I want you to kill him.”

Any protest Zoisite may have had about being blasted through a stone pillar vanished and he looked up at Beryl with a big smile. “Really?”

“Yes, go and kill Jadeite and his little youma too,” Beryl said.

Zoisite’s smile grew. “Oh thank you Queen Beryl? How shall I go about it?”

After a moment of contemplation, Beryl grinned. “Surprise me! Go crazy out there, kiddo. Hell, burn their little city to the ground while you’re at it. Show those immodestly dressed sluts that Queen Beryl doesn’t fuck around, got it?”

His face red, Zoisite’s eyes rolled back and his tongue lolled from his mouth as he let out a shuddered, aroused sigh at the unspeakable destruction he was already imagining unleashing. Wrapping his arms around himself, he shivered and licked his lips.

“Queen Beryl… you spoil me…” He purred as his cherry blossom petals swirled around him.

He vanished, and Beryl summoned her tablet to check her Facebook page. “Little faggot gives me the creeps.”

She had not noticed that Nephrite was still in the room, having long since made it a habit to spy on any of Beryl’s meetings with Zoisite and Kunzite. His hands clenched into fists, Nephrite vanished to hunt down Jadeite.


“I came to take your life before Zoisite does, even a traitor doesn’t deserve that!” Nephrite declared as he waved his hand and brought a rain of energy blasts down on the Senshi and Jadeite, forcing them all to jump clear.

Sailor Moon landed outside of the barrage and frowned. Jadeite was right about this guy; somewhere in there was a person who could possibly be convinced to switch sides.

Nephrite crossed his arms over his chest. “Oh stars, give me your power: Starlight Attack!”

He unleashed a powerful blast that tore up the ground as it raced for Jadeite, who teleported out of the way before Mars and Jupiter’s attacks converged on Nephrite in retaliation. When he evaded the attack by jumping clear, Sailor Mercury suddenly appeared in front of him and performed an uppercut that he quickly blocked.

Undeterred, Mercury flipped over to kick Nephrite backward and into a hold from Sailor Moon. Before he could break free, Sailor Moon jumped straight into the air like a rocket, flipped over, and threw him straight for Sailor Jupiter, who performed a fearsome uppercut that connected with his stomach, folding him in half and causing him to cough up blood.

Sailor Jupiter let him fall to the ground and stepped back. Sailor Moon and Mercury landed as Mars joined them in surrounding the downed General. Jadeite again was not too receptive of the rough treatment of his former comrade. “You guys don’t know how to turn it down, do you?”

Sailor Moon snorted. “We are turning it down, thank you!”

The Senshi were intolerably strong, he hadn’t expected them to actively protect Jadeite like this. Coughing, he slowly pushed himself to his feet and glared at the Senshi and Jadeite. “You should’ve let me kill him. Zoisite’s going to destroy this entire city just to get him now, you as well.”

Sailor Moon nodded. “There was going to be a big response no matter how it went down. The only difference is that you know he’s on our side.”

“Don’t talk down on us like we don’t know this is a war!” Sailor Jupiter added.

“Yeah!” Sailor Mars shouted, if only to be included in the dialogue.

Nephrite stood up, and wiped the blood from his mouth as he stared pointedly at Jadeite. “Beryl’s going to get serious, I’m warning you. You can still save this, somehow.”

Jadeite shook his head. “I want to save my friends. You’re welcomed to come with me, Nephrite. We don’t have to fight!”

Before Nephrite could speak, Zoisite called out. “Oh, by all means please! I would have an excuse to end your worthless life too!”

The party involved quickly looked around for the source of Zoisite’s voice; in annoyance he gave them a hint. “Hey, up here bitches.”


Looking up, the Senshi, Jadeite, and Nephrite saw a projection of Zoisite standing in what looked like a maze of girders in the sky over Minato. They weren’t the only ones, either, like with Jadeite’s broadcast the night before, the entire city’s eyes were cast skyward at the sinisterly smiling face.

“Haruna-sensei, look at that!” Jun cried out as the WAFFEN SS and the other spectators in their building pointed fingers and cameras upward.

Haruna looked up and frowned. “This can’t be good.”

She had no clue how right she was. Nearby the airport Naru and Luna watched Zoisite’s broadcast with apprehension. Things were going completely wrong.

“That’s three Generals out now,” Luna said.

“It’s just like Rei predicted, the creepy one came out,” Naru whispered.

On the roof of another building, Marik pointed his camera up at Zoisite as Hakushi gave the projection careful scrutiny. “Where’s he broadcasting from?”

It was not limited to the people on the ground, the JASDF fighter pilots patrolling Tokyo’s airspace turned their F-15J and F-2A fighters to report the image over the city, while aboard the private jet of Heroes of Gunstar; the pilot’s cry of “What the Hell” brought both Natalie and Kim to the cockpit, where they stared in amazement at the projection.

“I take back what I said about flashy entrances,” Kim deadpanned.

Back at Haneda, Sailor Moon and the Senshi got ready for anything as Zoisite smiled down on them. “Now that I have your attention, I have a few demands that I want you all to hear before this gets ugly.”

“Mercury, trace his location,” Sailor Moon ordered aside before addressing Zoisite. “What are your demands?”

“Well, first, I would like for you to kill the traitor right there. Jadeite’s outlived his usefulness and needs to be disposed of. Do it yourselves or let Nephrite do it, I don’t care how it’s done,” Zoisite requested.

“Fuck off, you freak!” Jadeite snarled back.

“Hey, chill out,” Makoto said as she held a hand towards Jadeite while keeping an eye on Nephrite.

“My second demand is that you reveal your identities to me,” Zoisite then said.

“FUCK OFF, YOU FREAK!” Sailor Jupiter roared.

“Sorry, but we can’t do either of those things,” Sailor Moon quickly replied.

Zoisite sighed. “Are you sure?”

“We’re pretty sure, yes!” Sailor Mars shouted back. Sailor Mercury was still triangulating but she was getting weird readings in the ambient energy in the area.

Zoisite pouted. “Fine then, I’ll just kill everyone in this city.”

The projection went from pouting to ferocious as he held out his hand, pointing it at the airport below. “ZOI~!”

A wave of dark energy radiated from his hand and crashed down like a pillar onto the airport, weighing down both the Senshi and the two Dark Generals before it mercifully faded and then cleared away. When finally it did, nothing seemed to have occurred.

“What… what just happened?” Mars asked as she looked around.

“Nothing good,” Sailor Moon said, before she saw movement out the corner of her eyes. When she turned to face it, she saw that one of the abandoned Type 74 Main Battle Tanks pointing its gun at her. “Well, shit.”

The tank fired and Sailor Moon leaned to the side, as she watched the Armor Penetrating dart it fired sail past her and straight for the Senshi behind her, Mercury. The dart passed right through Mercury, who dissolved into fading light before she reappeared above the tank and slammed a kick down into it, smashing it in half.

She hadn’t even taken her attention away from her supercomputer. “Dark Energy readings are through the roof! Every vehicle in the vicinity of the airport’s likely been possessed!”

How inconvenient, Sailor Moon realized as she, Mars, and Jupiter placed themselves between Jadeite and Nephrite, and looked around at the tanks that were coming to life and rumbling towards them.

Zoisite called out. “Nephrite, you’d better get out of the way, or else you’ll get caught up in the… crossfire!”

Nephrite quickly teleported back as the tanks opened fire on the Senshi and Jadeite, who all swiftly scattered to avoid the converging shells. Spinning through the air, Sailor Mars immediately went on the counterattack and unleashed a Fire Soul blast that heated up one of the tanks red-hot before its ammunition exploded with devastating force.

As she landed, another tank fired at her, the armor penetrating dart narrowly missing her. The tank pursued her, firing again and again as Mars fled from it, before she pulled out several ofuda.

“Evil spirits begone!” she yelled as she threw them at the tank. Sticking to its hull, the charms immediately generated a powerful charge that warred with the dark energy, paralyzing it. Another Fire Soul melted parts of the tank before it exploded.

Another tank charged Sailor Mercury with its main gun blazing faster than it ever normally could. Moving faster than the untrained eye, Mercury ran up to the tank and grabbed it one-handed under the front of its hull before flipping it up and onto its back. Grabbing the inverted tank by the barrel, she turned and swung it into another one targeting Jupiter, smashing both into wreckage.

“Thanks!” Sailor Jupiter yelled back as she used her electromagnetic field to bend the paths of several AP darts away from her.

Jumping into the air, she channeled her lightning powers through her body and fell upon a tank clustered with two others. With a great yell, she slammed both fists down on the tank flattening it into the ground and creating a shockwave that flipped the other two over.

Sailor Moon and Jadeite quickly found themselves back to back as the last four tanks converged on them. Sailor moon looked over her shoulder to him. “Well, this could’ve gone worse, at least!”

“I’m surprised it hasn’t.” Jadeite quickly erected a barrier that stopped the AP Dart fired at him, before Sailor Moon reached up and caught another fired at the side of her head. Swinging it, she slapped away another of the supersonic traveling darts before Jadeite fired an energy blast at the fourth tank before it could fire, destroying it.

As the tank blew up, Sailor Moon pulled off and threw her tiara. “Moon Tiara, Action!”

The deadly discus cleaved clean through the tank in front of her, and then zipped around back to kill the one in front of Jadeite, before he turned and fired another energy blast that melted through the last tank. Sailor Moon caught her tiara, as Jadeite blew away the smoke rising from his palm.

Mercury, Mars, and Jupiter rejoined the two, and all looked back up at Zoisite, who shrugged his shoulders. “Of course, of course, some possessed main battle tanks are no match for you.”

“Well, yeah!” Sailor Mars called back.

“I said I was going to burn this city to the ground, didn’t I? So I should get around to it, but I’m going to need some firepower,” Zoisite said, and when Sailor Moon looked up, she saw exactly what he meant.

More rays of dark energy rained down, striking the helicopters that had been circling the scene, both the lightly armed observation helicopters and their more heavily armed attack helicopter companions. Despite the struggles of their pilots to maintain control, the helicopters fell under Zoisite’s sway, and turned around to face the buildings outside of Haneda Airport as an ominous red glow emanated from them.

“The controls aren’t responding!” the pilot of one yelled as the helicopter’s targeting systems trained their weapons first on the abandoned buildings, and then onto those further back packed with spectators.

“That son of a bitch!” Sailor Jupiter yelled as she prepared to fire off her Supreme Thunder at the helicopters.

“No! Damn it, don’t fire!” The gunner of the same helicopter ordered, before a round crashed into its tail rotor, and sent it plummeting towards the ground. Another gunshot rang out, and another helicopter was hit.

Zoisite recoiled in surprise as yet another helicopter was shot down in quick succession. “What’s this?”

“Motoki, there are three left! Reload!” From her firing point, Reika quickly ejected the spent magazine of her bipod-mounted Anti-Material Rifle and allowed for Motoki to quickly slam in the next box. Chambering the next round into the modified weapon, Reika aimed and fired, hitting the next helicopter.

The two remaining helicopters quickly sought out the firing point at Zoisite’s command, but one was quickly shot down by Reika just as the other found her and Motoki and fired off two missiles at their position

“Shit-shit-shit-shit-!” Motoki yelled as the missiles leaped off their rails. Undeterred, Reika quickly stood up with the heavy rifle, aimed, and fired two more shots, intercepting the missiles to Motoki’s amazement.

“Holy shit, Reika what was that?” He asked.

“Reload!” Reika just yelled back as the helicopter lined up for another shot.

There was no need, however. Sweeping down like a hawk from above, Tuxedo Kamen dove through the rotors of the helicopter and sliced the rail rotor off. Landing in a crouch on another rooftop, he sheathed his cane sword as the helicopter fell to the ground.

“Damn it… their blood’s on our hands,” Tuxedo Kamen snarled after he heard the crash of the chopper’s impact.

Over at the airport, Sailor Moon was not pleased. “Mercury, find him.”

Sailor Mercury nodded and got to work. Overhead, Zoisite was not happy with the outcome. “Son of a bitch, I bet it was that masked tuxedo guy!”

He then looked down at his opponents, and the burning wreckage around them. Holding up his hand, he slowly closed it into a fist. “Let’s try something else then.”

“It’s about to get worse,” Jadeite said, and right as he finished the wreckage of the tanks began to shift and move about under Zoisite’s control. The Senshi and Jadeite were then forced to evade the wreckage as it all converged to a single point and started to combine and transform.

“It’s worse,” Mars squeaked as the combined tanks now towered over the Senshi as a giant robot youma.

“Worse?” Sailor Moon asked. “It’s just a bigger target now.”

The giant robot, looking like something out of a Michael Bay Transformers movie like the last Robot Youma encountered by the Senshi, quickly transformed its right arm into an eight-barreled one hundred five millimeter cannon, which began to spin at high speed before it fired on the Senshi and Jadeite, who all scattered to avoid the rounds, both armor-piercing and high explosive anti-tank.

“This is wasting our time!” Jupiter yelled before Mercury unleashed a Sabão Spray attack to create a fog of battle.

As the youma robot stumbled through the mist, Jupiter’s Supreme Thunder crashed down onto it, and engulfed it in explosions. From the explosions, however, came lengths of tread fired like harpoons straight for Jupiter, which she narrowly avoided with a few leaps back.

Mars’ Fire Soul then struck the youma robot next, followed by a full-powered blast from Jadeite that only caused it to stumble backward and out of the Sabão mist. Sailor Moon followed it out, kicking it with such force that it tumbled end over end across the runway and off the airport into the bay.

Jadeite looked to Sailor Moon. “Is this turning it up?”

“I’ll let you know when we crank it up,” Sailor Moon replied.

Geysers shot from the water and were followed by an ominous whistle before shells exploded all around the Senshi and Jadeite. The robot threw itself from the water and high into the air before coming down with a mighty crash that threw Mercury, Mars, and Jupiter back. As they all landed, the robot changed configuration, with four very large cannons sprouting from its hunched back and its arms transforming into missile launchers.

“Wow, it looks like a Monster!” Mercury called out as it opened fire on them.

“Stop being a nerd and get out of the way!” Mars yelled at her as the shells and missiles converged on the group.

When the smoke cleared, the Senshi and Jadeite were laid out in the torn up ground. Seeing this, Zoisite let out a pleased hum. “So far, so good I wager.”

Rolling over next to Mercury, Sailor Moon tapped her on the shoulder. “Hey Mercury, you find him?”

Mercury looked to Sailor Moon. “It’s hard to pinpoint where he is. There’s too much dark energy all at once going on. Frankly, I’m amazed at how powerful he is to be able to do all this.”

“Keep working then, best as you can.” That was going to be tough, all things considered. The robot had transformed again, its arms now connected to form a giant hammer to crush them with. Before it could attack, a single rose struck the robot youma between its eyes. It did nothing but distract it, but that was fine.

Tuxedo Kamen needed a second to slice off its arms.

“Sexy!” Sailor Moon exclaimed as she jumped up. “I was wondering when you’d show up!”

Tuxedo Kamen landed next to her, and sheathed his cane sword again. “I hope you have a plan, Sailor Moon.”

“I have most of one, but where the Hell can I find a ship big enough to shove up the pretty boy’s ass?” Sailor Moon said as she pointed upward at Zoisite.

“Silly girl, I never bottom. Ask Jadeite,” Zoisite shot back.

Everyone looked at Jadeite, and his face turned bright red. “Let’s focus on the matter at hand, please!”

“I agree!” Sailor Jupiter said as the youma robot was reassembling and transforming again.

Repaired, the robot aimed its arms, now both transformed into rotary cannons at the Senshi and opened fire, the shells tearing apart the airport’s main runway as the Senshi narrowly evaded the gunfire. Sailor Moon landed and snorted. “We can kick and slice it up all day, but it’ll just regenerate.”

Sailor Mercury put aside finding Zoisite, she had an idea. “What if we burn it all up at once?!”

“I don’t have enough fire for that!” Sailor Mars noted.

Sailor Mercury gave Mars a thumbs’ up. “You will in a second!”

Sailor Moon grinned. “You have an idea, don’t you?”

“I sure do!” Sailor Mercury then crossed her arms and generated a tremendous amount of power. “Mercury Sabão Spray!”

The stream of bubbles crashed into the youma robot, filling the air around it with dense mist. “Jupiter, use your lightning!”

Jupiter’s Supreme Thunder crashed down and electrified the cloud. As it cleared around the robot, Sailor Mercury observed the particle concentrations immediately around the robot and then looked to Sailor Mars. “Do it, now!”

Sailor Mars nodded. “Right! Mars Fire Soul!”

The robot had prepared to fire again, when the fire soul hit… and ignited the air full of pure oxygen and hydrogen that Sailor Jupiter’s lightning had separated. The massive flare-up that followed sent a pillar of fire straight upward that could be seen for miles in every direction.

The tornado of fire, controlled by Sailor Mars, spun around the robot, which let out a dull roar as it was incinerated to ash. As it burned away, leaving nothing but glassed earth and a few piles of cooling slag, Sailor Moon looked towards Sailor Mercury, who was pleased as punch with herself.

“What… what the Hell was that?!” Jadeite yelled.

Sailor Mercury put her hands on her hips and thrust her chest out. “Science!”

Sailor Moon then leaped and hugged Mercury, startling her. “I am going to bang you so hard when this over, Mercury. Just you wait.”

Sailor Jupiter shook her head as Mercury toppled over with a squeak trying to get free of Sailor Moon. “Guys, can we save the celebration for when the city isn’t destroyed and innocent people aren’t killed?”

“No, keep going this is hot,” Zoisite piped in as he watched Sailor Moon nuzzle Mercury affectionately.

Sailor Mercury grimaced, before her computer’s visor beeped and flashed at her. “Hey, I think I found him.”

The other Senshi looked over. “Where?”

Sailor Mercury carefully examined the data, and then nodded. “He’s using Tokyo Tower to amplify his power!”

Jupiter snorted. “It’s always Tokyo Tower, isn’t it?”

“On the bright side, if we take Zoisite out, the attacks will stop, he’s the source power the possessed vehicles are relying on.”

“Or we can tear the tower down,” Sailor Moon and Jupiter suggested.

Sailor Mars vehemently objected. “No! We are not destroying Tokyo Tower!” When everyone looked at her she blushed. “I mean, it’s one of the crows’ favorite hang out, they’d be crushed.”

Sailor Moon looked towards Tokyo Tower. “Fine then, we’ll just take out Zoisite, can’t be that hard. Sailor Jupiter, do you know what a Fastball Special is?”

Jupiter looked to Tokyo Tower. “Yeah.”

“What’s a fastball special?” Sailor Mars asked.

Sailor Jupiter raised her hand and Sailor Moon leaped up to balance precariously on it it. As Jadeite fired another blast at the youma robot and was backed up by a blast of flame from Mars, he looked back. “Whatever you’re planning please do it!”

“We’re already on it!” Sailor Moon yelled. “Fastball…!”

Sailor Jupiter reared back, and sent a charge of electricity down her arm before throwing Sailor Moon at Tokyo Tower with all her might. “SPECIAL!”

“Oh, so that’s a fastball special!” Sailor Mars called out.

Watching Sailor Moon hurtle through the air towards the tower at hundreds of miles per hour, Tuxedo Kamen couldn’t help but laugh. “You’re all unbelievable.”


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A Two-Poster
 

The Ero-Sennin

The Eyes of Heaven
Staff member
The Ero-Sennin wrote a Sailor Moon Fanfic!

Part Two!


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Zoisite gave a start when he saw Sailor Jupiter threw Sailor Moon, and then seconds later noticed out the corner of his eye a white and yellow blur that suddenly turned red.

Raising a barrier, he blocked the kick Sailor Moon had swung on him, but her overwhelming momentum shattered it and her kick connected to drive him into the main support of Tokyo Tower, fracturing it.

Sailor Moon landed on another beam in a crouch and shook her head as she came down from the rush of flying through the air so fast. “Damn Jupiter, we’re doing that more often.”

She stood and looked up at Zoisite, who was sitting in the large dent he made, rubbing his face. Removing his gloved hand from his cheek, Zoisite grinned and pushed himself back up to float in the air. Sailor Moon’s expression went from amused to stoic, as Zoisite’s cherry blossoms began to materialize around him.

“Since you came all this way,” he said before he vanished.

He just as quickly reappeared, thrusting a blade for Sailor Moon’s throat. “Let’s dance!”

Parrying the blade, Sailor Moon grabbed Zoisite and threw him into another support. He disappeared before hitting it, and was suddenly in multiple places at once, moving with increasing speed in various poses to throw off Sailor Moon. Staring at the afterimages, Sailor Moon suddenly dove to avoid a stab and swung herself around the beam to avoid slashes first above and then below it.

She performed a handspring off the beam and evaded a cut that sliced it in two. Landing on the underside of another girder, she parried another strike and kicked Zoisite back before gravity claimed her and she began to fall down the internal framework of the tower.

Twisting and flipping to avoid the other girders and crisscrossing obstacles in her way, Sailor Moon watched as Zoisite teleported in and out of sight around her, his predatory gaze never leaving her as he sized her up for attack.

Twirling around to avoid another bar, she suddenly twisted the other way, kicking his blade out of his hand when he had brought it to bear.

When she tried to follow it up with a second kick Zoisite teleported and caught his sword before teleporting again and thrust the blade for her face as she tried to right herself. She turned her head at the last second, sending the blade glancing off her tiara before she connected a vicious blow to Zoisite’s gut.

The wind was knocked from Zoisite, and he quickly teleported clear of her as Sailor Moon landed on the roof of the tower’s main observation deck. He reappeared again, on the opposite end of the deck his feet barely touching the roof. A thin line of blood ran from the corner of his mouth that he slowly and lewdly licked up.

“God damn, I am so hard right now.”

He really shouldn’t have told her that, for in the next instant Sailor Moon raced up to him, grabbed his shoulders, and kneed him right in the crotch. The hit lifted Zoisite off his feet and he slumped against Sailor Moon in agony.

Gasping for breath, he looked up at her. “Please Ojou-sama, can I have another?”

Tightening her grip on his shoulders, Sailor Moon reared back and brought her head down on his, sending him face-first through the roof of the observation deck, through its floors, and out its bottom, shattering every window on the deck.

“Wow, this guy’s a freaky one,” Sailor Moon muttered as she stepped back from the hole in the roof.

Zoisite reappeared in front of her, clearly in pain but looking like he enjoyed it more than anything. “Oh yes, you are definitely my favorite opponent. Not even Kunzite hits me that hard, and I really try to get it out of him.”

Blood dripping from his mouth, he grinned. “When can we move on from the foreplay and fuck already, Ojou-sama?”

“Ah, you’re a masochist. That explains everything.” Sailor Moon folded her arms. “If you’re going to get off on it then no, I’m not going to hit you anymore.”

Zoisite’s face fell. “Oh come on! Just a few more good knocks, come on~!”

Sailor Moon only grew more obstinate, looking away. “No!”

Zoisite pouted and a single razor sharp crystal appeared in front of him, aimed at Sailor Moon. “Well now you’re no fun. Die.”

The crystal accelerated, and Sailor Moon easily dodged it by leaning to the side. When she glanced back, she saw that there were now dozens of the crystals surrounding her from all sides, all primed to strike. Holding up a hand, Zoisite smirked and snapped his fingers, sending them all straight for her.

Zoisite grinned as the deadly blades closed in on her, but at the last second Sailor Moon disappeared from sight and every single blade missed, embedding itself harmlessly into the roof and surrounding beams. “What? Where did she go…?”

He then saw the hole that he had made after being head-butted, and then looked directly beneath him. “Clever girl.”

Sailor Moon burst through the floor and connected an uppercut to Zoisite’s crotch, launching him like a rocket through a number of support beams and sending him smashing into the tower’s upper observation deck.

Sailor Moon shook her hand. “I keep touching this guy’s junk. It’s kind of gross.”

“Wow… just wow.”

Sailor Moon looked up at him, arms akimbo, and watched as he teleported from the dent he made to appearing in front of her again.

“I think I’m in love,” Zoisite said as the other Senshi joined Sailor Moon, as well as Tuxedo Kamen and Jadeite.

Sailor Mercury cracked her knuckles, as Mars and Jupiter powered up their attacks. “Spare us.”

“Oh that’s entirely the wrong tone, trollop,” Zoisite retorted before he pointed his hand down at the group, and the entirety of Tokyo Tower began to glow in a dark red light.

“Oh Hell, guys I think this is a-” Sailor Moon stopped when a black dome suddenly appeared above them, and the floor beneath them turned black as well.

“Oops.”

Zoisite let out a laugh. “Afraid so, bitches. Fact of the matter is, you’re far too strong for me to fight straight on like this, Jadeite was right on that count, but that just meant I had to get creative. Now that I have Jadeite, I guess that leaves for you to show me your civilian identities, and I won’t burn this town to the ground.”

Sailor Moon responded by trying to punch the barrier with all of her might. There was a loud thump, followed by a much louder one when she attempted to kick it. To everyone’s uncomfortable surprise, it did no damage, and got smaller.

Sailor Moon stepped back. “What the hell?!”

Sailor Mercury was already analyzing the barrier. “It’s meant to contract when struck from the inside.”

“So the more you struggle, the tighter the fit, until… well… I think you’ve all seen that once scene in Akira,” Zoisite taunted.

“Which scene, I haven’t read it all yet,” Sailor Moon said.

Zoisite paused. “What? There’s a book?”

“I think he’s talking about the movie,” Sailor Mercury said.

Sailor Moon nodded in understanding. “I’ve never seen that. How’s it compared to the manga?”

Jadeite and Tuxedo Mask together let out an “Eh”.

Zoisite seemed confused. “What are you talking about?”

“What’s Akira?” Mars asked.

Now that just made Zoisite angry. “You’re Japanese and you don’t know what Akira is?!”

“It’s some old manga that ended before we were probably even born.” Sailor Jupiter explained.

“Oh!” Sailor Mars replied.

“You’re all idiots and philistines!” Zoisite yelled at them.

Sailor Moon laughed. “Nah, we’re just fucking with you. Seriously though, we’re not giving away our identities, so you can fuck off and die.”

Zoisite pouted and floated down to their level. “Well then, if you’re going to be rude about it, I guess you’ve forced my hand.”

Raising his hand, a large orb of dark energy formed, and all of Tokyo Tower began to glow before it launched beams in every direction.

“Great, now what’s he aiming for?” Sailor Mars asked.

Tuxedo Kamen gritted his teeth as he tracked the beams. “He’s after the planes patrolling over Tokyo!”

At Haneda Airport, where she and Naru had been hiding out on the sidelines, Luna could sense the ominous turn the battle has taken. “The Senshi are in trouble.”

Naru looked to Luna. “Is there anything we can do to help them?”

“I’m not sure,” Luna answered sadly.

Naru gasped and covered her mouth. “No…”


The beams raced into the night sky, homing in on the fighter jets in the air over Tokyo and striking them, imbuing them with dark energy, while some managed to avoid being hit once the pilots saw the beams coming.

Out over the Pacific, the pilot of the Heroes of Gunstar Gulfstream V was also able to see the beam and called out to the passengers. “Everyone hang on!”

He pushed the stick forward, and the sleek business jet dove underneath the beam that had been racing for it, while throwing its other occupants to the ceiling and then the floor. Sitting up, Natalie shook her head and stared out another window at the beam as it went off into the night sky.

“… The Hell was that?” she asked.

Aboard the fighters, the pilots were shocked to find their controls suddenly not responding, with one F-15 pilot warring with his controls even as the complex systems in the cockpit began to fail in sequence. “I have no control, I… I’m ejecting!”

Pulling the ejection lever, the pilot was blown clear of his plane as were his wingmen. As he left the plane and his parachute began to deploy, he could see his aircraft beginning to undergo a bizarre transformation in midair.

“What’s happening to it?!” he asked in horror.

Twisting and warping as it began to fall through the air, the plane completed a grisly metamorphosis into a sleek, and deadly-looking winged demon, which let out a piercing wail before its engines, now mounted on its back, fired and sent it hurtling through the air at impossible speeds.

One of the fighter pilots that avoided the beams quickly scanned the sky and called into the radio. “We’ve lost six planes!”

His base was quick to radio back. “We are diverting assets to reinforce the airspace, locate and attack the target.”

“Understood, control!” the pilot received an alarm. “I’m being targeted!?”

He then saw what was targeting him and screamed. “What is that thing?!”

An explosion and a trail of fire then lit up the sky, shocking the spectators on the ground from Haruna and her students to both Marik and Hakushi. The latter looked to the former and both shared a grim look before they turned their attention back to the battle at the airport. The trail of fire was also visible to Natalie and the others on her plane.

“Oh my God, we’re going to die,” Kim said when she saw what had caused the explosion, and saw other ominous shapes darting in the airspace around the plane.

Letting out a loud screech, one of the youma jets opened fire, its missiles racing towards a pair of F-2s that escaped the beam attacks. Launching flares, both pilots quickly reorganized and turned to engage.

“Quickly, draw the new enemy away from the city!” One of the pilots ordered as he fired his cannon at the youma. The youma, more a demonic creature than an aircraft now, evaded the burst and pursued after both F-2s blew past it.

“Check your three and six!” An F-15 pilot who also escaped radioed as he fired a missile at a youma attacking from the F-2s’ right side. The missile homed in on the youma, which sped up and turned away; fleeing the rapidly closing missile, it suddenly turned and shot it down with an accurate burst of its own cannon.

“Unbelievable, those moves are inhuman!” The F-15 pilot declared before he unleashed another missile. The youma fired its own missiles back at the Japanese Eagle, which broke into a turn away from it, firing off multiple flares. One of the missiles was fooled, but the second ignored the high intensity balls of light and heat and homed in, exploding just behind the twin-engine jet.

“Gah, I’m hit!” The pilot managed to recover the plane a bit, but found himself still pursued. “I need some backup!”

The youma bore down on the damaged F-15, but then found itself under attack from one of the F-2s, which had split from his wingman to support. As the youma broke off, the F-2 pilot radioed his wingmate. “We’ll cover you; make an emergency landing at Haneda!”

“Understood, be careful!” The F-15 pilot replied as the brave F-2 pilot turned his attention to the youma.

“Come and get me, you monster!” he yelled as he pushed the throttle to full afterburner.

The other F-2 pilot, maneuvering wildly to avoid the being locked onto by the other youma, went into a hard, tight turn to avoid another missile, while launching flares. “I can’t shake this one!”

The youma itself suddenly grabbed the F-2’s wing, and jammed its claws into the single-engine fighter’s back. Immediately the plane went haywire. “It got me, I’m ejecting!”

As the pilot bailed out, he caught a glimpse of his own plane beginning to transform into a monster as well, and wondered to himself what kind of evil they were up against.

The remaining F-2 had drawn itself away from the damaged plane, and was racing out over Tokyo Bay, when the ground control contacted its pilot. “Don’t go out too far; you’re approaching the Narita corridor!”

“Damn it…!” The pilot turned away and went into a dive, launching more flares as it plunged towards the sea. His radar was painting an unpleasant picture, there were now six of those monsters, and they were all converging on him.

“Send back up! I can’t take them all on!” He warned before one of them opened fire, shredding his plane’s tail. “I’m hit, bailing!”

He did at the perfect moment, leaving the plane before another youma impaled the cockpit from below and beginning its transformation into another monster.

“It is total chaos, sources inside the JSDF are reporting that several fighter jets have been hacked by an unknown presence and are attacking other patrolling aircraft in the vicinity despite the pilots having successfully bailed out. The situation is becoming so grave, that officials are requesting assistance from American bases in the country…”

The radio was ignored as Haruna and her students watched the increasingly desperate air battle overhead. Aboard their plane, Natalie kept a camera on the action as best she could. Next to her, Kim was wondering why the monsters hadn’t attacked them.

“What do you think they’re going to do now?” Marik asked as he watched the damaged F-15 attempt an emergency landing.

Hakushi just shook his head. “I think all we can hope for is a miracle and believe in the Sailor Senshi.”

Even as he said this, Naru and Luna looked up to see the damaged F-15 pass over their heads before performing a rough landing on damaged runway. The poor condition of the runway caused its landing gear to collapse, and it slid across the base, leaving a trail of sparks behind it before it came to a stop on the grass.

As the pilot leaped from the damaged plane, Naru looked from it to Luna. “Luna, I have to help them somehow.”

Luna looked between Naru and the plane. “What are you going to do?”

She was right, but there was a chance. Naru pulled out the Disguise Pen. “Luna, can the pen transform vehicles too?”

“I don’t know, I’ve never tried it for anything like that!” Luna answered before Naru broke into a run for the plane. “Naru, wait!”

Reaching the plane as the pilot headed towards the airport terminal, Naru climbed up onto the wing. Crawling across the top of the fighter plane’s wing, she made her way to the cockpit and then dropped into it.

If we don’t know it’ll work, there’s only one way to find out. I have to believe that it can, and that I can do this! she thought before she held up the Disguise Pen.

“Moon Power…!” Naru called out over the plane’s winding down turbines, catching the attention of the pilot. They turned and stared in surprise as the F-15 was consumed in the growing ball of light. As cameras of all type were pointed at the light, Luna stopped and stared at the end result of Naru’s use of the pen.

“She did it!” Luna gasped over the now growing sound of twin engines.


Back at Tokyo Tower, Zoisite laughed as he sensed the defeat and transformation of the remaining fighters in the immediate airspace. He turned to face his prisoners.

“Typical useless Defense Forces, am I right? It’s only because I’m being entirely reasonable that they haven’t gone after much more valuable targets. So what do you say? I can make this all go away if you show me your identities.”

Sailor Jupiter bristled at the idea. “No! You’re insane if you’ll think we are that naïve! Nothing’s stopping you from just attacking anyway!”

Zoisite shrugged his shoulders. “Fine, have it your way.” He looked out towards his gaggle of youma. “Destroy the city, and shoot down any plane you see, not just the Defense Forces!”

Sailor Moon punched the barrier again, causing it to contract more. Tensing up, she called at Zoisite. “You’re only making this worse on yourself!”

“I could say the same to you. I think they found a victim, you can still turn this around~” Zoisite taunted.

Sailor Mercury was hurriedly still trying to find a weakness in the barrier. But there seemed to be nothing that could help them from inside. Sailor Moon remained defiant, like the others. “No deal!”

Zoisite’s shrugged his shoulders, and he went to it. “Have it your way, then.” He contacted his youma. “Kill them.”

Sailor Mars looked at Sailor Moon. “But…!”

“It’d be pointless to give away our identities. They’d just use it against us; we’d never be able to beat them if we rolled over like this.”

“But those people!” Sailor Mars tried to plead.

Sailor Moon bowed her head. “I know…”

Out over the Tokyo Bay, the youma were closing in on their victim, the Gulfstream V. The pilot, seeing the threatening lights all closing in on the plane, looked back at his passengers. “Everyone hang on!”

The plane performed a hard turn away from the pursuing monsters, its airframe trembling as it was subjected to forces it was not designed to endure for very long. It was a useless maneuver, with one of the youma quickly closing in alongside the plane and readying its claws. Looking out a window at it, Natalie and Kim’s eyes widened when it turned its head to look at them with murderous intent.

“Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, oh shit…!” Kim chanted as the youma began to veer towards the helpless plane.

Natalie looked away and tightly hugged Kim. “Kim!”

The explosion and trail of fire that fell from the sky could be seen from Tokyo Tower. Sailor Mars covered her mouth in horror, and Sailor Jupiter just looked away as Jadeite this time struck the barrier, causing it to shrink more.

He yelled at the other General. “ZOISITE!”

Sailor Moon took a deep, shaky breath, and just rested her palm against it the barrier, when all of a sudden Zoisite spoke out. “What the hell?”

“Look!” Tuxedo Kamen called out, as another fireball appeared. Sailor Mercury turned her computer onto the sight, and found that the hapless plane was still flying, and it was two of the youma that were going down.

“That’s not right; they took care of all the fighters!” Zoisite complained, before he saw a brilliant trail of light approaching the remaining youma and the Gulfstream at incredible speed. “Wait… what is that…?”

All eyes in the air and on the ground turned to the trail of blue fire that seemed to rise from Haneda Airport like a rocket. Sailor Mercury zoomed in and enhanced the image of the craft inside her visor, and she stared in disbelief. “What.”

Marik lowered his binoculars, and blinked before he looked through them again. “No fucking way.”

“Umino, please tell me you can see this,” Jun said as she took picture after picture of it through her expensive camera.

Umino was staring through his own high powered binoculars, and nearly dropped them. “It’s a Valkyrie.”

He had a nerd orgasm, a nerdgasm if you will, right on the spot. “IT’S A FREAKING VALKYRIE!”

Accelerating past the speed of sound the Valkyrie, a VF-1S to be precise, left a deafening boom behind it as Naru, its pilot, targeted the youma that remained. “Let’s go!”

Letting out roars, the remaining six jet youma roared angrily and fired missiles on the formerly fictional fighter aircraft. Quickly, Naru rolled over and dove, drawing the missiles and the youma that fired them after her.

As the missiles hurtled through the sky towards the VF-1S, she manipulated the foot controls, throttle and stick, and the VF-1S flipped backward, bringing its belly-mounted anti-air lasers to bear on the incoming missiles. The instant Naru locked onto them, the lasers fired and sliced apart the missiles, while she launched her own at the oncoming youma.

The youma scattered in different direction, as the six missiles split up and pursued them across the night sky. Two were shot down by their targets, a third and fourth were successfully evaded by violent maneuvers on their part, a fifth lost its arm to a missile, while the sixth was hit dead on, and blown out of the sky. As its missiles worked, the VF-1S’s engines fired up and the fighter accelerated into a climb, passing close enough to the Gulfstream for those aboard to watch it from the windows.

Zoisite snorted. “It’s just a particularly gifted pest.”

He pointed at the plane. “Why don’t you join the winning team?”

Tokyo Tower began to glow again and a beam of dark energy shot towards the Valkyrie. Spotting it, Naru suddenly performed a barrel roll, going up and over the beam and escaping it. Zoisite let out an annoyed huff and more four more beams fired from the tower, racing to overtake the fighter as two of the youma caught up as well.

Naru ducked and dodged the first and second beams, before turning towards the second two and rolling the VF-1S on its side to pass between them. When the beams cleared, one of the youma attacked Naru from the direction of the tilted plane’s belly with its claws raised. Before it could impale the jet, the engines swung down and spewed fire into its face, before the Valkyrie transformed into its GERWALK mode, and aimed its gunpod at the burning youma’s face.

A half second burst did it in, the exploding rounds tearing the youma apart and sending it crashing to the bay below. The second youma struck from above, firing several missiles down at Naru as it closed in. Spotting her new attackers, Naru completed the transformation, changing the famed plane to its humanoid battle mode, and using its head-mounted lasers to shot down the missiles and while her gunpod did the youma in.

Zoisite recoiled when he saw the full transformation of the aircraft. “W-What’s this Robotech shit?!”

“Who is that, and where’d they get a variable fighter from?” Sailor Mars asked as a call came in from Luna.

“Naru-chan transformed a fighter jet into a Valkyrie!”

Sailor Mercury blinked several times. “Wait, it can do that?!”

“It’s not supposed to, but she did it anyway and I don’t have any clue how, but it’s amazing!” Luna responded.

Sailor Mercury, being the intellectual she was, had a long slew of problems with what Naru had done. But then again, given that she was single-handedly protecting all of Tokyo by doing what is supposed to be impossible, she was not going to bring them up.

“Well, since we have a breather, Mercury, focus all your efforts to trying to get us out of this barrier!” Sailor Moon said confidently.

Sailor Mercury gave a determined smile. “Right!”

Zoisite, hearing the banter down below, let out an agitated growl, and looked up at the plane. “Of course, you would be a friend of the bitches!”

He fired another blast at Naru’s plane, using Tokyo Tower to amplify his power. This time, the intention was to purely shoot it down. When Naru evaded the beam, it suddenly changed direction, and came back after her. Transforming back to fighter mode, Naru went into a dive with the advancing red light right on her heels.

“Whoa, it’s a homing laser!” Umino cried as he and everyone with a camera filmed the distant light show.

Accelerating to twice the speed of sound quickly, Naru pulled out of the dive skimming Tokyo Bay, Zoisite’s attack keeping up with her and closing in. When it began to get too close, she suddenly snapped into a climb, opening the lead on the beam that widened as the thinning air allowed the VF-1S to accelerate to mach three.

Zoisite–like the coyote chasing the road runner–gawked and dropped his hand, causing the beam to dissipate, as he watched the ascending trail of light from the plane disappear into the sky. “… Holy shit that’s fast.”

There was then a sonic boom, and another, before Naru suddenly came roaring back, and performed a high speed pass on another youma, blowing it out of the sky. Zoisite fumed. “That’s just bullshit! That’s all bullshit!”

“Hey Zoisite, hey Zoisite!” Sailor Moon called.

Zoisite looked down at her. Sailor Moon put on an ear-to-ear grin. “You mad?”

Zoisite glared at her, and then smiled. “I ain’t even mad.”

He reclined in midair and laughed. “I think you’re missing an important detail, skank.”

“Oh, and that would be?” Sailor Moon retorted.

“I’ll give you a hint.” Without looking, Zoisite aimed and fired another beam blast, this time at a nearby building, blowing a hole clean through it and out the other side.

Oh, he could use the tower to hit any target in Tokyo. The urgency of the situation rapidly returned, and Sailor Moon clenched her fists. It was Zoisite’s turn to grin like an idiot. “You mad?”

When Sailor Moon didn’t reply, he contacted his youma. “Don’t let that little setback throw you off, finish the pest off!”

Sailor Mercury continued working, but the barrier appeared to be perfectly unbreakable from the inside, unless… wait a minute. She looked to Sailor Moon. “Sailor Moon, you should keep hitting the barrier.”

Mars, Jupiter, Jadeite, and Tuxedo Kamen looked over to her. Jupiter looked up and around the dome. “It’ll just get smaller, and we’ll be crushed to death.”

Mercury smiled. “Will we? Or do you honestly think that this barrier is more durable than we are?”

Sailor Moon walked to the center of the barrier, and knelt down. “Jadeite, Sexy, you get in the center with me. Girls, hold up your arms and brace yourselves.”

When everyone got into position, Sailor Moon raised her fist, and punched the floor of the barrier, causing it to contract again, towards the backs of the other Senshi. As she continued to punch, Jadeite and Tuxedo Kamen both hoped that they were more durable than the barrier.


Letting out shrieks, the last two youma ignited their engines and blasted towards the oncoming VF-1S as it closed in for another pass. Naru was already locking onto them, as she contacted Luna. “Luna, how are the Senshi doing?”

“They have a plan, but you’ll have to buy them time and keep Zoisite from destroying the city!” Luna replied.

Naru nodded. “I can do that!”

She let fly a large spread of missiles, eight of them homing in and converging on the two youma, who had no chance to escape the barrage and multiple explosions indicated their defeat. As the Valkyrie flew through the smoke and flames left by the falling youma, she came up along the Gulfstream V, now practically skimming the water, and wagged its wings.

“That’s an F-14, right? It looks kind of like a Veritech,” the pilot said before Naru radioed him.

“Make an emergency landing at Haneda now, on runway one four right, runway one four left is bombed out,” she informed him.

The pilot nodded. “All right, I’m going to turn to approach, can you cover us?”

“I’ll do my best, good luck you guys,” Naru replied before she pulled into a climb and began to turn towards Tokyo Tower.

And not too soon, she immediately heard alerts that enemies were approaching her. All eight of the youma had returned, having regenerated their damage.

“Oh no, they’re back? Fine then!” Naru declared as she quickly turned and charged them. Locking onto each youma, she unleashed every remaining missile she had as their own closed in on her.

The two clouds of missiles narrowly passed through each other, with the youmas’ projectiles quickly falling prey to Naru’s anti-air lasers and brief bursts of her gunpod, while her own were far more accurate, homing in on and pummeling all eight of them with their high-explosive warheads.

Through the smoke trail of the missiles, the VF-1S emerged in battroid mode, unleashing a point blank gunpod burst on one of the youma, setting off numerous further explosions.

Turning her head after saw another monster come at her from her side, Naru turned to meet it and punched it in the head with enough force to rip through it, boosting back before it could claw her, she let out a yell and fired her gunpod down the youma’s neck, setting off an explosion inside its aerodynamically curved torso.

She transformed the plane back to fighter mode and accelerated, with another youma right behind her, trying to tag her with bursts of cannon fire. Left and right, Naru rolled, avoiding the red glowing shots before she used the plane’s vectored thrust to flip the plane backward and suddenly change direction.

“Go down!” she yelled out as she squeezed the trigger a brief instant before they passed, and after they cleared one another, the youma exploded.

“I’ll take you all on!” Naru yelled out as the remaining five youma attacked her from all sides. She narrowly dodged the claws of two, and the missiles of a third, before she transformed to GERWALK and danced around number four to tear it in half with a particularly long burst of her gunpod.

Fully transforming to battroid, she used the butt of the gunpod to crush the head of another youma before kicking it away. When one attempted to lunge at her, she thrust the barrel of the gunpod into its chest and fired through it to hit a youma behind it, blowing apart both.

Naru then saw her ammo counter, and found it painfully low. “Uh oh…!”

The last mostly intact youma attacked again, and Naru met it, stabbing it in the chest with the gunpod as she had before, before emptying the last rounds she had into it, defeating it as well. The explosion that followed, however, severely damaged the VF-1S’s arm.

Zoisite let out a laugh. “I think that’s it. Out of ammo and it looks like her little veritech is damaged.”

Which was bad news for Naru, for down below, the youma were rapidly regenerating again, becoming good as new despite her abuse. There was even one more now, as the halved youma simply regenerated from both parts. Seeing this for herself, Naru let out a growl and did the only thing she could do.

“Come on, come and get me!” she yelled as she transformed the Valkyrie back to fighter mode and shot into a climb. The youma didn’t hesitate, all nine launching missiles as they all raced after her.

The trails of light ascended into the sky, and Zoisite laughed before looking down at the imprisoned Senshi. Tokyo Tower began to glow ominously as he spoke. “This is your last chance to play along, because frankly Beryl wanted me to teach you a lesson anyway–wait, what.”

He saw that the barrier was now much smaller thanks to Sailor Moon’s strikes, forcing it to strain against the monumental strength of Sailor Mars, Mercury and Jupiter as they braced themselves against it. Almost immediately, he realized what they were doing, and he wasn’t having it. “Oh no you don’t, don’t think you bitches are getting out of this that easy!”

Before he could try to stretch the barrier out, a torrent of water hit him, knocking him across the roof of the observation deck. Jadeite saw the water torrent, and shook his head. “Thetis!”

Zoisite recovered just long enough to get smacked across the back by Iguara’s tail, the blow throwing him towards Ramua, who along with Kyurene and Balm unleashed energy blasts that blew him back into Tokyo Tower’s main support.

“We can’t stand idly by, Jadeite,” Thetis said as the youma all joined together between Zoisite and the barrier. “We are your comrades too, and this is our fight.”

Zoisite sniffed, and then smiled at the youma. “This just gets better and better. Beryl told me to make sure to get rid of you things too!”

He began to glow along with the tower, his hands overflowing with dark energy that he immediately blasted at the youma. “ZOI!”

“NO!” Jadeite yelled in horror as Thetis fired back with a torrent of water that blocked the beam for only an instant before it was evaporated. Thetis managed to evade the beam, as Ramua raised her spear and threw it at Zoisite, who effortlessly batted it away.

Iguara suddenly got in close, moving like part ninja, part wild animal to rake at him with his claws before slashing at him with her tail. Zoisite evaded it with a teleport and appeared on her other side. “Please.”

Iguara looked back, before she was suddenly impaled on numerous crystals. Balm did not take kindly to this. “You bastard!”

Her hair wrapped around Zoisite, imprisoning him, as Kyurene unleashed a hypersonic blast at him from above. Kyurene only hit Zoisite’s afterimage, before she too was stabbed with a crystal. Before Balm could counterattack, Zoisite sliced off her head cleanly, and turned to face both Ramua and Thetis, who regarded him with rage.

“You’re dead!” Thetis screamed as she summoned as much water as she could and fired it at Zoisite, who promptly evaporated it with another dark energy blast. As Thetis stared at the steam cloud, Ramua went wide eyed and shoved her aside, taking for her the energy blast aimed for Thetis’ chest through her own.

“Ramua!” Thetis could only watch as Ramua fell to the ground, before Zoisite appeared above her, aiming a ball of energy at her.

“Trash disposed,” he said cheerfully, before Ramua’s spear entered his back and exited his chest.

Thetis then disappeared from in front of him, and he blinked in realization. He had missed one, a very important one. “… Oh you are fucking DEAD!”

He turned around to see Murid happily waving to him before she disappeared completely.

Balm reappeared in the air above Zoisite and threw down a barrage of razor-sharp tarot cards that either narrowly missed him or cut across his body, drawing blood. He fired an energy blast up at her, but missed as Balm vanished. A hypersonic scream from Kyurene blasted him downward. Iguara then flipped down from the bars above, slamming her tail onto him and causing the floor under his feet to buckle and crack.

Ramua then appeared, jumping and kicking her spear, sending it further through Zoisite and bringing him down to his knees. As he coughed for breath, and looked back at his attacker with all of his anger, Thetis’ water suddenly enveloped him again in a high pressure sphere of water like she had done Sailor Moon.

“You might want to hurry!” Thetis called back to the Senshi. “There’s no way I’m holding him!”

Inside the barrier, the Senshi were all feeling the strain now, as they held back against it with all of their might. On the plus side, the barrier was beginning to weaken, as Sailor Mercury discovered. “The barrier’s almost broken, just a little more!”

Sailor Jupiter groaned. “I don’t know… if I can hold on!”

It was Mars who wasn’t the downer this time. “We don’t have a choice but to!”

Jadeite only had his eyes on the fight, as his heart raced with worry for his youma. Zoisite loved pain as much as the next sick freak, but like Hell was he going to get off on these insects. His anger boiling forth, the water around him began to do the same, before he exploded out of the water prison, and sent a wave of energy that blasted away Jadeite’s youma.

“FUCK YOU ALL!” He screamed as he and the tower now turned light into day in the immediate vicinity of Tokyo Tower. He was wounded and angry now, and at the rate the Senshi were going, he wasn’t going to have his fun either way.

“That does it, that’s it! THIS CITY IS HISTORY!” He screamed is a pillar of red light rose from Tokyo tower, visible for miles in every direction.


Climbing out of the landed plane, Kim and Natalie, along with the rest of their band, looked up at the ascending pillar of light in amazement. Across Minato, spectators at home and abroad watched as night turned to red-hued day. From her vantage point, Luna just shook her head and hoped for more miracles.

Hakushi and Marik shielded their eyes from the light and the heat coming from the tower, in awe of the spectacular display as were many others.

“This is the stuff of legends…” Hakushi declared.

Motoki and Reika, watching from a street nearby the tower, had to shield their eyes from the light. The former shook his head. “Oh man…this is what we’re up against!”

“This is their power!” Reika confirmed as the air temperature became noticeably warmer for them as well.

Nephrite, floating in the shadow of another building, scoffed at Zoisite’s methods. “Is this what you wanted, Queen Beryl?”

The Senshi, Tuxedo Kamen, and Jadeite stared at Zoisite, as he raised his arms and spread them outward. Sailor Moon punched the barrier again, and let out a cry as it contracted and pushed the other Senshi against her and the two men with them. “This isn’t my idea of a sandwich, girls!”

“Just a few more…!” Sailor Mercury declared, though in her heart she knew that even then there wouldn’t be time to stop him.

“Sailor Mercury, where is he?” It was Naru.

Sailor Mercury blinked. “What? Why?”

“I think I can take him out, if not for good, then to buy you some time!” Naru was somewhere high in the stratosphere, and circling around to come back towards Tokyo Tower. “I can’t see him because of all of that light, so designate him for me so I can hit him! He won’t even see it coming!”

It was a hopeless situation for Naru. She was out of weapons, her lasers were having little effect, and those youma were waiting for her to come back down to fight. Still, she had a single option left, and she wasn’t going to waste it on them.

“You’re in no condition!” Sailor Mercury pointed out. “You don’t even have any weapons!”

“I have one. It’s a one-off thing, so if it misses, that’s it. But I won’t miss, not with everything on the line like this!”

Sailor Mercury realized immediately what she meant. “No, that’s crazy!”

Sailor Moon looked up. “What’s crazy?”

Naru looked at the light as it kept growing brighter. “It’s our only shot, and I believe that we can pull this off!”

Looking back to Jadeite, Sailor Mercury nodded. “Good luck, Naru-chan.”

Naru then said something that chilled Mercury to the bone.

“Thank you, goodbye.”

Sailor Moon didn’t need to hear it; the look on Mercury’s face told her everything. She stopped hitting the barrier, and looked up towards the lit sky above. “Naru?”

A single marker appeared on Naru’s heads up display in the VF-1S, showing her the distant target that was Zoisite. Making sure her helmet was tightly affixed; she licked her lips and took a deep breath. Down below her, the gauntlet awaited, but she was ready. She pointed the VF-1S’s nose down towards the awaiting jet youma.

“Banzai,” she said, before she threw the throttle forward and blasted straight downward, quickly surpassing mach one, then two, and then three, the needle quickly racing into dangerous territory as Tokyo Bay quickly came up to meet her.

The youma pounced on the speeding plane, quickly firing missiles that quickly lanced towards the VF-1S. With sheer speed preventing any possible chance at maneuvering, Naru took a deep breath, and began to rock the plane from right to left gently, the immense closure speed allowing her to swiftly and narrowly pass the oncoming missiles before they had a chance to explode and outrun even the shockwave of their explosion.

Seeing their weapons fail, the youma roared in anger, and readied their claws to attack, when suddenly they detected missiles seemingly from nowhere, and several were hit. In the distance, a pair of American F-22s arrived in Tokyo’s airspace.

“Three bandits hit, unknown bird is currently in a dive towards the deck.” One of the American pilots replied.

“Do you see that?” The second Yankee asked as he indicated the rising pillar of light.

“Roger on that, holy shit,” \the first pilot said before Naru blew past the remaining youma, the sonic boom from the VF-1S knocking them aside.

Descending faster and faster, Naru pulled back on the stick, lifting the VF-1S’s nose up and coming out of her dive, aimed straight for Tokyo Tower. The shockwave behind the Valkyrie kicked up the water below dramatically, as it closed in on the tower at thousands of miles per hour.

The light from the tower turned a darker red, as Zoisite fully charged his attack, his own body matching the tower’s glow. Looking down at the Senshi, he let out a laugh and pointed a hand at them and began to generate a very large energy blast.

The VF-1S slashed over Haneda Airport, the sonic boom causing Natalie and her band to dive for cover as windows were shattered by the pass.

“Queen Beryl sends her regards,” Zoisite said, his voice echoing with his power.

Sailor Moon raised her fist and swung her hand down with all her might, hoping that this would be the last hit. It would be unnecessary.

Out the corner of his eye, Zoisite saw something, and turned his head to look. Time froze with the VF-1S, traveling at a whopping two thousand, seventy-one miles per hour, pointed directly at him, and only handful of feet away. In the instant it took for Zoisite’s eyes to widen, it impacted with him.

The result was nothing short of catastrophic. With all the energy of a kinetic energy penetrator the plane smashed into Zoisite and through Tokyo Tower like a knife through butter, going up in a large explosion as it went. The tower–literally sheared in two by the impact–wobbled once, and then came crashing down on the Sailor Senshi as their barrier broke from Zoisite being unable to power it.

Marik and Hakushi, Haruka and her students, and pretty much everyone watching the dramatic scene were now staring with their jaws on the floor, in complete horror and/or disbelief at the destruction of Tokyo’s most recognizable icon and the large cloud of dust illuminated by surrounding lights that replaced it.

Luna, watching the tower collapse, gulped. “Oops.”


As the sirens of emergency services approached the still billowing cloud that spread away from the site of the former Tokyo Tower, Nephrite appeared, and floated down towards his prey. Jadeite was lying underneath some very dense and twisted wreckage, but for all intents and purposes, he was intact.

Nephrite pointed his hand at Jadeite, and a crystal appeared, ready to impale him. Jadeite opened his eyes and looked up at Nephrite. “Well?”

Nephrite tensed up and then closed his hand, the crystal disappearing. “You’re dead. If I ever see you again, I’ll make doubly sure.”

Jadeite’s eyes widened, and then he closed them. “You can leave too, you know.”

“No. I am a General of the Dark Kingdom, and my loyalty will remain with it,” Nephrite replied.

“Why?” It was Sailor Moon, she and the other Senshi surrounded him.

Nephrite turned to Sailor Moon. “Queen Beryl intends to restore mankind to its rightful place.”

“No matter how many innocent people die?” A furious Rei asked.

Nephrite paused, and then shook his head. “Those that die before the new rise of mankind weren’t worthy to begin with.”

Sailor Moon narrowed her eyes. “That’s bullshit and you know it.”

Nephrite then spoke as he began to disappear. “The next time we meet things will be different, Sailor Senshi.”

He was gone, leaving Jadeite free to push the wreckage off him and float up to join the Senshi. He looked amongst the girls, and then his youma and Tuxedo Kamen, who joined them. “It’s over.”

“Yes, but now what happens?” Sailor Jupiter asked.

Tuxedo Kamen spoke up, “I’ll take care of things with Jadeite, we’ll meet later.”

Sailor Moon turned to face him. “Where?”

“Sky Tree, if that’s all right.”

Sailor Moon nodded. “Yes, that’s fine. When?”

“Is one week from now all right?” Sailor Moon nodded in response, and Tuxedo Kamen returned the nod. “Good, see you then.”

“Right…” It was only then that Tuxedo Kamen noticed that Sailor Moon seemed… numb. He stared pointedly at her, and then noticed Sailor Mercury seemed the same way, no, both were on the verge of breaking down. He’d never seen either of them like this.

“What is it?” he asked, and Sailor Moon bowed her head. He then realized it, as had Mars and Jupiter.

“She…” Sailor Mars looked up, tears forming in her eyes. “No…”

Sailor Jupiter closed her eyes and shook her head.

“Uh, guys? Can you help me down from here?” Naru called out.

Sailor Moon quickly looked up and around, and then found Naru, still in her disguise, suspended off the ground by her parachute, which was dangling from one of the overhanging pieces of wreckage high off the ground. A big, relieved smile on her face, Sailor Moon jumped up and threw her tiara, slicing through the ropes and catching Naru when she fell with a surprised squeak.

“You bailed out at the last second?!” Sailor Moon asked.

Naru, a little tired and winded, but shockingly intact all things considered, smiled and lifted the visor of her helmet. “Of course, there’s no way I’d go all the way, this isn’t Imperial Japan or something–oof!”

She was hugged tightly by Sailor Moon, and with a happy sigh she returned the hug. “Sorry if I worried you.”

Sailor Moon grinned. “Next time you plan something big like that, be sure to remind us that you don’t intend to die.”

Naru was going to get hers for being melodramatic like she was, but Sailor Moon was more happy to have her safe and in one piece. “How did you do that, anyway? I didn’t know the disguise pen could do that.”

“Well…” Naru pulled back from the hug and stared at Sailor Moon. “… I just thought to myself ‘What would Sailor Moon do’ and well… I just did it.”

Sailor Moon rested her head against Naru’s and nuzzled her. “Well, let’s get out of here before the magic wears off, there’s no way doing all of that won’t have consequences for the pen.”

“Considering the other things you’ve done, I’m pretty sure they’ll be minor. The authorities are almost here. We’d better go,” Sailor Mercury suggested.

Sailor Moon nodded, and didn’t even bother to look for Tuxedo Kamen, he and Jadeite and the youma were already gone. “Let’s get back home then. Tonight’s gone on forever.”

“I agree; it feels like we’ve been fighting for months,” Sailor Jupiter said as the Senshi quickly began to leave the area.

Sitting down on their rooftop perch, the shock passed and replaced with a distinct ambivalence, Hakushi looked to Marik. “You know what, man?”

“What?” Marik replied.

“Forty years from now, I will punch anyone who says that tonight never happened,” Hakushi replied.

Marik stared at his old friend, and snickered at the thought of an elderly Hakushi punching out some young skeptic. “I’ll make sure the camera’s rolling for it, all right?”

Both radio personalities shared a laugh, and continued to stare at the dust hanging over Tokyo’s skyline.

“Do you think that brave pilot bailed out?” A student asked Umino as the WAFFEN SS exited the building under Haruna’s steely gaze.

“I’m sure of it, in fact. I wouldn’t be surprised if another Sailor Senshi was piloting it! They have the power to do the impossible after all,” Umino boasted.

“They’re like the Dai-Gurren Brigade, but girls!” Jun cheered.

Haruna was not as cheery. “You guys, show some respect! After what happened, do you have any idea how many people were hurt, or killed? Tonight… tonight’s a huge tragedy!”

“But it could’ve been worse!” Umino said. “That light, I bet that guy was planning to blow up the city or something!”

“A lot more people could’ve been casualties, including us; the Sailor Senshi saved all of Tokyo!” another student replied.

They would have no idea how right they were, until the next morning, and Tokyo awoke to news even more shocking than the battle itself…


“Zero.”

Beryl had spoke with a voice colder than the air in her throne room. Nephrite, stared at Beryl in shock, while next to him a severely weakened and heavily injured Zoisite’s left eye twitched.

“What? No… not even from the JSDF?” Zoisite weakly asked.

“Not a single soul was hurt during that battle.” Beryl replied. “No deaths. No injuries. Nearly a billion dollars in property damage… but not a single casualty.”

She lowered her tablet PC, and peered over it pointedly at Zoisite. “How the Hell, did you manage to pull THAT off?”

Before Zoisite could answer, Beryl waved her hand and he went flying into the far wall of the throne room with a loud thud. “Don’t speak; I should’ve let Nephrite handle it from the start.”

She looked to the other General. “I underestimated you, Nephrite, didn’t think you’d murder your best friend.”

“The ties that bind are easily severed by betrayal. Jadeite was dead the moment he thought he could flee the Dark Kingdom and joined its enemies,” Nephrite said to Beryl with an entirely straight face, too straight.

Beryl narrowed her eyes at him, and slowly nodded. “Yes. Well then, I leave the Sailor Sluts to you. Don’t disappoint me, Nephrite; you have no more friends here.”

Nephrite nodded. “Understood, Queen Beryl, I’ve already devised a method to use their own out of control strength for our benefit.”

“Good, put it in writing and present it to me. I look forward to being surprised again.”

Nephrite left and Beryl looked over at Zoisite before she let out an annoyed huff. Fool Beryl once, shame on you, fool Beryl twice, shame you’re fucking dead. “Zoisite.”

“Y-yes…?” Zoisite enjoyed far too much the pain he was in after being flung across the room.

“I’m going to take Housenka, Grape, and Suzuran for a while. I’m also removing you and Kunzite from your current posts.”

“Why, Queen Beryl?” Zoisite asked as he got up.

Beryl looked down at her tablet, her brow furrowed. “We’ll be moving to the next phase much sooner than previously expected.”


“How can we go back to normal after this?”

As Hakushi spoke on his podcast, workers were already dismantling the remains to Tokyo tower.

“The truth is we can’t. The die has been cast, and the truth is out. This is the new reality, how things are going to be.”

In the office of the Superintendent General of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police, Natsuna Sakurada nodded repeatedly as she was yelled at by her superior from the National Police, who slammed his hand down repeatedly on a facial composite sketch of Sailor Moon lying on her desk.

“The latest enemy of mankind has appeared, and it will likely do everything it can to have its way. Last night, Tokyo Tower was destroyed in a battle that likely would’ve destroyed the entire city, if it weren’t for the Sailor Senshi.”

Her TV a blank blue screen, the short-haired woman from a few chapters back instead listened to Hakushi’s podcast, as her roommate, a woman with wavy sea-green hair, practiced on a violin.

“Maybe it was luck, a testament to the power of our new heroes, or something else entirely, but there was not a single reported casualty in the aftermath of last night. However, Tokyo’s miracle can’t be taken lightly.”

Standing in the window of her hotel room, Natalie Adams stretched and looked over the remains of Tokyo Tower, before turning away and taking a sip of coffee.

“We were lucky this time, but this is war, and we will have to be vigilant if we’re going to survive. So, my loyal listeners; stay on your guard and if you see something strange going down, get clear and make noise about it. Leave these monsters, this Dark Kingdom, to the Sailor Senshi.”

Seated around Ami’s computer, Usagi, Naru, Rei, Ami, and Makoto all shared a nod of assent as they listened to Hakushi.

“This is your weirdness reporter Hakushi, signing off.”


Footsteps echoed in some very empty office space in one of Tokyo’s many high-rises. Jadeite had arrived at the location specified by Tuxedo Kamen, with Thetis at his side, both in disguise. The floor was unfurnished, with no furniture or even a carpet. The blinds in the windows cast an eerie darkness, leaving both in near-silhouette.

They stopped, when they found Tuxedo Kamen sitting at a single desk in a door-less office on the other end of the empty office space.

Jadeite nodded. “Tuxedo Kamen.”

“You showed up, I think that says a lot,” Tuxedo Kamen said as he stood up. He was without his cape and top hat, as he rounded the desk and walked out the doorway.

“We don’t have anywhere else to go,” Thetis pointed out.

Tuxedo Kamen nodded, and then reached into his jacket, and pulled out a pair of domino masks like his own. “You won’t need anywhere else. Jadeite, there is a lot to discuss, especially in regards to what we’re doing and how this all relates to the Sailor Senshi. But before any of that, I have two rules about this place that you and your girls are going to have to follow if we’re working together.”

He handed the masks to Jadeite and Thetis, and Jadeite put his on as Tuxedo Kamen spoke. “The first is: You must always wear a mask when you’re in this building. And the second…”

Tuxedo Kamen paused. From the office, Motoki and Reika emerged in full costume and masks. A third person emerged, a boy dressed in a white suit and hat evocative of Michael Jackson in Smooth Criminal. Lifting the brim of his hat from his eyes, Shingo Tsukino nodded to Jadeite and Thetis.

“… We dress in style.”

Jadeite smirked and nodded. “That sounds easy enough to follow.”

“Well then Jadeite… welcome to the Masquerade.”


Usagi: Even when things seem their bleakest, the smallest role can play a big part.

Naru: So never expect the worst from your friends, because when all seems lost, a friend can come from nowhere and save the day.

Usagi: And you should be ready to be that hero for your friends when they need you too. Be a Big Damn Hero for your Big Damn Heroes, that is what Kamen Raider has taught me!

Naru/Usagi: Sailor Naru says, tee hee!



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Yesss...it's doooonnnneeee....
 

DrTempo

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The Ero-Sennin wrote a Sailor Moon Fanfic!

(Bows down before the awesomeness.)
You are indeed the master of awesome, Ero-Sennin!
 

zeebee1

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The Ero-Sennin wrote a Sailor Moon Fanfic!

I wonder what any of the generals would do if they knew what achieving their goals would cost. The complete end of all life doesn't sound like returning Earth to its proper state.
 

nick012000

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The Ero-Sennin wrote a Sailor Moon Fanfic!

As an Aviation student, I have to say that one thing stuck out to me in this chapter: incorrect terminology for the runways. Naru used the stick to transform herself into a Veritech pilot, right? That should have given her the knowledge to impersonate a pilot properly, and that would include proper aviation terminology.

Runways are referred to by the first two digits of their heading; for instance, a runway that goes to the southeast might be Runway One Four, while the same runway when approached from the other direction would be Runway Three Two. Yes, this makes a difference, thanks to wind speed and possible displaced thresholds thanks to obstacles at the ends of the runway.

Haneda Airport makes things a bit more complicated since it has <a href='http://www.schedule-coordination.jp/news/pdf/operational_procedure_at_hnd.pdf' target='_blank' rel='nofollow'>two parallel runways</a>; this means that they're referred to as Runway One Six Left and One Six Right, or Three Four Right and Three Four Left. Most likely, she would have just specified which runway she was telling him to land on and just added on that the other ones were unusable, rather than referring to them by name, for brevity.

Other than that, though, it was a really good chapter!
 

Rubel

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The Ero-Sennin wrote a Sailor Moon Fanfic!

Very awesome. Thanks for the great read
 

zeebee1

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The Ero-Sennin wrote a Sailor Moon Fanfic!

The model number for the Veritech kept changing.
 

The Ero-Sennin

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The Ero-Sennin wrote a Sailor Moon Fanfic!

Disclaimer: Sweet Christ, how am I supposed to dial it back after that last chapter?


Beautiful Destroyer Sailor Moon
The Princess of Tennis


This show’s Incidental Characters/Victims of the Week suck. I mean, how the HELL am I supposed to care for these idiots who show up for one episode, have some sob story, and then just happen to be a victim for some villainous plot only to be thrown away like they never existed after? It’s lazy, predictable, and formulaic out the ass. It’s even WORSE when they don’t even try to have fun with it, or subvert it, or deconstruct it. I mean sure, it’s the bread and butter of kids’ shows, and even Samurai Jack did it but Samurai Jack at least had some fucking class, and NO STOCK FOOTAGE like this fucking filler show. Fuck, I hate this shit.

… Not as much as I hate Naruto, though.



[12.]


Tokyo Sky Tree, the tallest structure in all of Japan, and still incomplete, loomed over quiet Sumida. Near the top of the incomplete tower, Sailor Moon and Sailor Mercury were seated on a catwalk, while Mars and Jupiter stared out across the impressive view. This was the first time any of the group had come out to see the tower. Frankly, Sailor Moon couldn’t wait until it was done; this was the perfect place to take pictures of them making cool poses.

“He’s here!” Sailor Mars declared, before Tuxedo Kamen suddenly flew up past her. She watched him soar up and over her head with her mouth agape in awe of his stylish entrance.

Sailor Jupiter hummed. “He’s got moves like us, but he can fly like the Generals.”

“That’s bugged you too, hasn’t it?” Mercury asked as Sailor Moon jumped up to join him.

Sailor Jupiter nodded, before the other three Senshi joined Sailor Moon. Jadeite had appeared alongside Tuxedo Kamen, as had Thetis.

Sailor Moon was as cordial as ever. “Hey sexy, been a while.”

“Yes, doesn’t that bother you?” Tuxedo Kamen asked.

The mirth evaporated, as Sailor Moon nodded. “Yeah, those Dark Kingdom guys aren’t making a peep, or aren’t trying to.”

“That’s because Beryl’s put Nephrite in charge. He’s good at gathering a great deal of energy from his victims, but at a terrible price. He operates by inserting a youma’s essence inside an object of a particular person and causes them to focus on that object, normally in relation to a task,” Jadeite explained.

Sailor Mercury nodded. “So when they put all their energy into that task, the youma steals all their energy…”

Jadeite went exactly where she was dreading. “Yes, and this kills the victim.”

“Is there anything else we can work with, any tell-tale traits to look for?” Jupiter asked.

Jadeite nodded. “A victim of Nephrite usually undergoes a noticeable personality shift because of the influence of the youma, becoming aggressive and cruel while in pursuit of their craft. The more aggressive they are, the closer they are to the peak.”

“And how long should it take to reach the peak?” Sailor Moon asked.

“It can take anytime from a few hours to a few days, depending on the victim.”

Sailor Moon folded her arms. Well this didn’t make things easier; frankly anyone in Japan could be one of these victims–that is if they even decided to stick around. “This is an entirely different style we’re up against. We need a way to properly track these guys”

“There is a way; Nephrite uses a very particular method of determining his victim: Astrology,” Jadeite revealed.

Thetis added. “He uses the stars to divine his victims, and works from there, it’s highly efficient, but I imagine that it can be exploited by us.”

Sailor Moon looked to Mars. “Your area of expertise, I wager.”

Fire burned in Sailor Mars’ eyes. “It sure is! Just give me one chance and I’ll out-predict that phony psychic!”

It was Sailor Jupiter that asked the sixty-four million yen question. “So, they’re gathering all this energy, but for what?”

Thetis and Tuxedo Kamen looked to Jadeite, who frowned at their scrutiny but answered. “Beryl’s planning to resurrect an entity called Queen Metalia that caused the fall of the Silver Kingdom of the Moon, and the Gold Kingdom of Elysium ten thousand years ago.”

Sailor Mercury blinked. What was all this about? Kingdoms on Earth ten thousand years ago, why weren’t there any records of this? Where did all the physical evidence of these so-called kingdoms go? “Wait a minute-”

“Don’t even start,” Luna warned.

Everyone looked at the cat, and wondered how she got here.

“And all this energy is going to resurrecting this Metalia thing, right?” Sailor Jupiter asked.

“Not precisely. The energy is actually going towards the creation of the Black Crystal, a special gem that can find the Seven Rainbow Crystals,” Jadeite said.

Sailor Moon stared at Jadeite, and then raised her hand up. “Seven Rainbow Crystals…?”

Jadeite sighed. “Allegedly, back when the Silver Kingdom fell, Beryl’s previous life utilized seven extremely powerful youma to destroy the Silver Kingdom. These seven warriors had their powers sealed in seven crystals which were scattered across the world. Beryl wants to resurrect these guys to remove you from the picture permanently, and then find the Silver Crystal.”

“More crystals?” Sailor Jupiter asked.

Sailor Mercury hummed and mused aloud. “A society that heavily utilizes crystals… sounds like something a conspiracy theorist would make up.”

“Zecharia Sitchin?” Sailor Jupiter asked.

Sailor Mercury bristled. “Yeah, that dumb fuck.”

“The Silver Crystal is the artifact that Metalia desires in order to return to life. I don’t know much more about it, I’m afraid, other than that Beryl needs to acquire the seven Rainbow Crystals before she can get the Silver Crystal,” Jadeite explained.

“So wait, does this mean that when you guys started, Beryl was expecting us?” Sailor Moon asked.

Jadeite nodded. “She had hoped that you all would appear scattered all over the world, not here in Japan all at once. But she always has a plan for when something doesn’t go her way.”

None of the Senshi or Tuxedo Kamen liked this; this Beryl woman was just turning out to be more and more dangerous by the minute. Sailor Moon nailed it on the head. “So it’s likely that Beryl never expected any of your previous attempts on us to succeed.”

It certainly explained why Jadeite had been given so many chances, up until he defected. When Jadeite nodded in confirmation, Sailor Moon turned and looked out over Tokyo and stepped to the edge of the ledge she was upon.

“Yep, it’s just like I suspected, now that we’ve dealt with you, this is getting serious.”

“Um, Sailor Moon? Last time, we ended up destroying Tokyo Tower. I think this was already serious about then!” Sailor Mars said.

Sailor Jupiter quipped in. “What about the cruise ship orgy? That wasn’t as serious?”

Sailor Mars’ face turned bright red, and she turned away, tapping her fingers together. “That… that wasn’t that serious…”

Thetis then noted. “What about the bus hijackings, those were plenty serious.”

“I guess… but I was new then.” Sailor Mars felt weighed down by that point.

Sailor Mercury then pointed at Sailor Moon. “Sailor Moon threw a train at a youma during Jadeite’s plot before the bus thing.”

Thetis nodded. “Yeah, Ramua’s still kind of pissed about that.”

“I wanted to be thorough!” Sailor Moon defended.

Tuxedo Kamen tapped his cane, bringing everyone to order, much to Luna’s gratitude. “Let’s worry about the bigger picture later as it opens up. For now, let’s focus on finding Nephrite’s potential victims and heading him off.”

“In the meantime, we should work on a means of finding the Rainbow Crystals, too.” Sailor Mercury suggested.

Luna looked to Mercury. “When the time comes, we’ll be ready for that, don’t worry.”

Tuxedo Kamen looked amongst the Senshi and Luna. “We’ll keep in touch from here on out. You don’t mind if we go through Sailor Mars, do you?”

Sailor Mars nodded, remembering that Tuxedo Kamen knew her identity. “Um… I don’t mind, no...”

“And if we need to contact you, how would we go about it?” Sailor Moon asked.

Tuxedo tossed her a card with the same flourish he would a rose, and she caught it in hand. She and the other Senshi looked at it, and found it was entirely blank save for a number in the bottom right corner. When they looked up, Tuxedo Kamen, Jadeite, and Thetis were gone.


Usagi and Naru, several days later, were walking through a park, appreciating the first change of the leaves in the trees in the park. It was a date by Usagi’s own admission, as Naru really needed the cheering up. She had been feeling a little left out since the climatic battle with Zoisite–the Disguise Pen had refused to work for anything since then. Ami had given a positive prognosis on the pen, but without the utility of the pen, Naru was unable to contribute like she had before.

Just as bad, she couldn’t change into a handsome boy and bang Usagi (or Ami) into a gooey, happy mess. Usagi had to admit, she missed that too.

“It’s going to take another few weeks to return to normal. It’s only good for writing until then,” Naru lamented as she looked at the pen.

Usagi took it from her and examined it. She then nudged Naru with an elbow. “Don’t know… I bet we could still use it as a sleep aid.”

She gave the red jewel at the pen’s end a lewd lick, and Naru blushed brightly. “Usagi… you’ve been a lot more aggressive since I’ve been unable to use the pen.”

“I’m the leader, I should be aggressive! You and the other girls are all my bitches!” Usagi declared, and Naru let out a giggle.

“Mako-chan seems good at making you hers,” Naru pointed out.

“Well, she’s a work in progress. But she will submit to me,” Usagi retorted.

There was a crowd by the tennis courts and with it the sound of a fearsome battle between players. Noticing it, Usagi tugged on the sleeve of Naru’s shirt. “Ne, check it out.”

When both girls saw that there was a media presence as well, they quickly gravitated to the crowd and wormed their way through it. The crowd sounded as though they were in shock.

“I can’t believe it…” one spectator said.

“This… this is the level the champions play,” another added.

“I don’t get it, where are the flashy lights, the asteroids, and the dinosaurs?” One child in the crowd asked.

Ignoring the yammering, Usagi and Naru reached the group, where they found Rui Saionji, one of the youngest tennis champions in the world, playing her heart out on the court. Naru gasped when she saw here. “Rui-nee!”

“Who?” Usagi looked to Naru, who provided exposition.

“Rui was a long time friend of mine before you and I became friends,” Naru said, “A little after you and I started hanging out, she moved away. She was always really good at tennis, but wow…”

Usagi, however, had stopped paying attention when she saw who Rui was playing against. Naru noticed this lack of attention. “Usagi, you’re not… paying… attention…”

Rui, sweat dripping from her face, let out a yell as she smashed the ball, sending it over the net in excess of a hundred miles per hour. Her opponent, moving like a barely-perceptible blur was there the second the ball bounced off the court, and fired back across an instant later.

Overextended from her smash, there was no was Rui could catch it in time, it bounced off the court on her side of the net, and then went out of play unanswered. The crowd gasped in disbelief, a champion felled flawlessly by a never before seen amateur–one who Naru and Usagi knew extremely well.

“Jun?” Usagi was in disbelief as the impromptu referee called it a game between the two opponents.

“Jun, our Jun,” Naru whispered.

Yes it was that Jun they realized, the same Jun who was almost morbidly obese before she stepped into Jadeite’s gym plot and had all her excess fat melted from her body. The same Jun that became immensely popular with all the boys for being a cute, easygoing girl not under the sway of Usagi like Naru, Ami, and Makoto were.

Rui, graceful in defeat as she was fierce in play, smiled and walked over to the net as Jun giddily skipped over. She extended her hand to the victor. “That was incredible, have you been playing for long?”

“Well, not really, I just started playing but I’m a really big fan!” Jun said as she eagerly shook Rui’s hand.

Rui was surprised at this. “You’re an amateur? I couldn’t tell with the way you outplayed me! You must be a genius!”

Jun laughed. “I guess, but I’d never be able to handle the pressure of big events like you can! That’s what separates girls like me from the champions!”

Usagi smiled. “Still ever so humble, it’s good to see that her change hasn’t affected her personality too much.”

“Yes, but…” Naru looked around and leaned closer to Usagi. “Is this a good thing? I mean, she didn’t become thin naturally, and there have to be side effects for what that did to her.”

“I look at what happened to Jun as being a new lease on her life. I think she sees it the same way, and she’s desperate to stay the way she is now.”

Naru looked back to Jun and agreed. If she had spent the most of her life being picked on for her size, she’d do everything she could to stay this way too. “Don’t you think it’s a little worrying though, that Jun feels she has to face tennis champions to stay in shape?”

Usagi let out a snort at that. “What’s wrong with aiming for the top?”

Opening her mouth to reply, Naru quickly caught Usagi’s reference and laughed. “You’re such a nerd.”

“Hey, you got it too,” Usagi pointed out.

“Usagi-chan! Naru-chan!” Jun called when she spotted them in the crowd. I didn’t see you guys; want to come with us for lunch!”

“Free food!” Usagi cheered as she jogged over.

Rolling her eyes, Naru quickly hurried after, eager to reconnect with her old friend.

As the four girls commenced conversation and the crowd began to disperse, a man named Masato Sanjouin watched the group closely. Adjusting the expensive sunglasses he wore, he quietly turned and walked away from with the crowd.


At the Fruits Parlor Crown, Naru and Usagi were seated across from Jun and Rui, the former amazed by the revelation of the latter’s past with Naru. “Wow, childhood friends and everything?”

“Yes, we even took baths together,” Naru said teasingly.

“Naru-chan!” Rui cried out in only slight embarrassment, before she decided to tease back. “Yes, I’ve been friends with her since she wet the bed.”

Naru was sufficiently served, as Jun and Usagi broke into giggles. Rui then said to her longtime friend. “What amazes me though is that Naru made friends with Usagi-san.”

Usagi raised an eyebrow. “What’s so amazing about that?”

“Well, I never thought sweet and gentle Naru-chan would become so close to a wildcat girl like you. But I’m glad you did, she’s a lot more playful because of you,” Rui said.

Usagi looked to Naru with a wry smirk; this girl didn’t even know the half of it. She looked back to Rui. “I’m glad you approve of me, and I thank you for your blessing. I’ll make her into a fine wife.”

Naru blushed and Rui and Jun both giggled. Neither knew how literally Usagi took that vow, though. Rui then asked Usagi, “How did you two meet, anyway?”

“Well you see,” Usagi began as the Crown’s door chime heralded the arrival of a customer, “It was about five years ago when my mother realized that I wasn’t really making any friends in grade school.”

“She kept beating kids up and everyone was afraid of her, I was too,” Naru said.

“So, she tried to arrange a play-date with Naru’s mom to get me to socialize better. It was a disaster from the start.” Usagi shrugged her shoulders as she giggled at the memory in hindsight.

Naru then added. “I kept calling Usagi a rabbit demon and running away from her whenever she got too close. I got in trouble though, because I ended up running into these boys who picked on me because of my hair.”

Jun snorted, being of curly red hair like Naru, she knew exactly what that was like. Rui was mesmerized by the story. “So then what happened?”

Naru finished the story. “Well, they started picking on me, when Usagi showed up to protect me. They were all bigger than her, and they knocked her down. But when they were started making fun of her for trying, she got up and yelled at the top of her lungs ‘No matter what, I will protect her!’ and she beat the crap out of all of them and made them apologize to me.”

Usagi put an arm around Naru’s waist, making her squeak. “And that is how I won Naru-chan’s heart.”

“That’s amazing!” Rui declared.

Jun chuckled; she recognized the quote Usagi used in her little back story. “You were into Kamen Raider even back then?”

“You bet. I’ve been watching it and collecting tapes ever since I was five! I know every series by heart!” Usagi was more than proud to boast.

It was at that moment, that someone approached the table, and the four girls paused to look to the person. All were struck to find a tall, handsome man in expensive clothes and sunglasses. Masato Sanjouin nodded to the girls, before removing his sunglasses.

“Sorry to interrupt you, but I really wanted to speak to the young lady who played against Rui Saionji during that little exhibition match earlier,” Masato said to the girls before looking at Jun.

Jun, her face went into a bright blush. “You wanted m-me?”

Naru covered her mouth to stifle a giggle, while Usagi continued to stare at Masato.

He continued. “My name is Masato Sanjouin, I am an entrepreneur and investor, and I was wondering if you had any interest in pursuing a tennis career.”

Jun surprised, began to stammer. “Ah, m-me? But I’m just an amateur who just started playing a few days ago, I c-could never go p-pro…”

Rui looked to Jun. “Are you kidding? You’re easily as good as me, and I’m a champion!”

“She’s right; it’d be a shame to the world to see such a talent wasted. With training and experience, you could become the best in the world, and I’d be more than happy to sponsor you,” Masato insisted.

Rui looked from Masato to Jun. “Wow, already people are looking to sponsor you! This is so big!”

Usagi narrowed her eyes a little as she stared at Masato, but just as quickly she brightened up and looked to Jun. “You should at least give it consideration, but just don’t jump right in. You’re still young and you don’t know if you’re all in for this tennis stuff.”

Masato agreed. “Yes, your friend is absolutely right. Here.”

He pulled out his card, and handed it to her. “If you decide you want to give professional tennis a try, just give me a call and we’ll discuss something. Until then…?”

“Ah!” She realized she hadn’t given her name. “It’s Jun! Jun Seto…”

“Very well, Seto-san, until then.” With that, Masato turned and walked away. Usagi watched him go, her eyes narrowed again.

“Ah he was so cute!” Jun squealed, and Naru and Rui joined her in their giddy banter.

Seeing this, Usagi realized that she was the only one put off by that strange man’s presence, and she decided to keep her suspicions for herself. At least until she could discuss business with Naru in private.

As Masato walked outside to the multi-million dollar sports car awaiting him, he noticed Mamoru and Shingo admiring it from the curb. He called to them. “It’s nice, isn’t it?”

Both Mamoru and Shingo looked to Masato, and watched as he walked past and climbed into the car. The engine started, and soon the car was off down the crowded thoroughfare. As it pulled off, Shingo looked to Mamoru.

“You don’t see cars like that in Japan,” he said.

Mamoru shook his head. “No, you don’t.”


It was later in the evening, and Naru was walking with Jun towards the latter’s house. Over the course of the day, Usagi had completely won over Rui with her charm, and the two girls had gone off together when Jun needed to get back home. Naru, liking that two of her best friends were getting along so well, opted to walk Jun home and rejoin them later so the two could get to know each other one on one.

In hindsight, Naru mused, that was probably a mistake.

“Say Jun, are you going to go for it?” Naru asked as they walked underneath the long line of streetlights leading to her house.

Jun shrugged her shoulders. “I don’t know, it’s a really big step for me, and I only took up tennis because it’s good exercise.”

“About that, why did you even play Rui? If you just started, don’t you think it was a little bold to go after a world champion?” Naru asked.

Jun looked down, and then pulled her tennis racket from her bag to look at it. “I guess I wanted to push myself as hard as I could. When I saw that Rui was practicing, I leaped at the chance to give it everything I had.”

So much like Usagi, Naru noticed. Jun let out a sigh. “Naru-chan, I don’t want to be fat again.”

“Huh?” Naru stared at Jun, and found she was squeezing the handle of her racket tightly, her gaze returned to her face and she saw it twisted with mild angst.

“Back before I took those Shape Ray treatments, I tried everything: Exercise, special diets, and even homeopathy. None of those things worked, and except for you and Usagi everyone picked on me for weighing as much as both of you combined.”

Naru nodded, there wasn’t a time where Usagi didn’t have to choke a bitch who dared made fun of Jun in her presence.

“Even my own Dad poked fun at my weight. He never meant anything malicious from it, and he even helped me try to lose the weight, but… you know… it still hurt.”

So there was no surprise Jun would’ve been as ecstatic as she was when she found them at the Crown that day. Jun lowered the racket and looked up at the night sky. “So I want to be as intense as Usagi, she’s always doing everything a hundred twenty percent. If I can keep that up, and always go over the top, I’ll never have to step on a scale in shame again!”

Naru nodded. “Just don’t push yourself too hard; a hundred ten percent is fine too. Usagi is an out of control beast.”

“Yes she is, remember when she beat up that Roppongi Gangster? I think he’s still in the hospital.”

He was, and when he was getting out, he was going straight to jail. Naru chuckled softly. “Oh yeah.”

They reached Jun’s doorstep, and Jun gave Naru a hug. “Thank you for hearing my sob story, Naru-chan.”

Naru returned the hug. “I’m your friend, Jun-chan, so I’m always going to listen. And if I were you, I’d give Sanjouin-san a call, and see about that sponsorship. It could be fun, and you’d definitely get a lot of exercise.”

Jun nodded. “Thank you Naru-chan, good night.”

Entering her house, Jun quietly bid her parents good evening and headed upstairs, carrying her bag with her to her room. Setting her bag down by her bed, she sat on it and pulled out Masato’s card. Naru’s advice was really good; she’d have no choice but to stay in shape if she actually competed.

Jun set the card on her nightstand, and began to change for bed. She’d decide by the morning.

As she began to walk for home, Naru yawned and pulled out her phone before sending a text message. Much as she wanted to hang out with Rui and Usagi together, she was tired, and would meet Usagi at the Shrine for their usual meeting with the girls.

Usagi’s phone buzzed in her skirt pocket, but the message went unread. Usagi was in a bed, staring at an unfamiliar ceiling. Next to her, Rui was cuddled close with her head on her shoulder, and a bright blush across her face.

“That was… that was just incredible,” Rui purred as she nuzzled Usagi’s neck.

Usagi looked over at Rui, and then back up at the ceiling with a smirk. “I know.”


The next day, at the Hikawa Shrine, the Senshi and Naru were gathered around the table in Rei’s room. Rei looked positively exhausted, Usagi was looking sleepier than usual; Ami was staring at her computer, compiling data, and Luna appeared annoyed

“Okay guys, what the hell happened last night?” Makoto asked as she looked between her friends.

“We had a setback. Rei tried to divine Nephrite’s next target all night and got nothing,” Ami said.

“Oh, well that sucks.” Makoto looked to Rei. “Don’t be so hard on yourself, Rei. You did your best.”

“Yeah, but I still failed,” Rei said as she drew circles on the table with her finger.

Makoto gave her a hug. “You’ll do better next time.”

She then looked between Usagi and Naru and decided it was none of her business. “So, what’s our next move then?”

“We wait for something to happen, or for Rei’s divination to get sharper,” Usagi said, “It’s all we can do short of finding the Dark Kingdom’s hideout and dealing with them in person.”

Usagi let out a long-winded sigh. “Even Kamen Raider had to wait days for the enemy to move sometimes. You can’t expect a bunch of stuff to happen within a single half-hour like on the TV.”

“I know, but the more we wait, the more we risk someone being in danger. I really can’t bear that kind of thing,” Makoto said.

“None of us can,” Luna said.

Naru’s phone rang, and she immediately answered it. “Oh? Hello Jun!”

The girls all looked to Naru, who gasped in surprise. “That’s great!”

Usagi raised her eyebrows, as Naru listened to Jun on the other end of the line. “That’s just… wow, I really hope you do your best! Okay, I’ll talk to you later!”

Ending the call, Naru looked to Usagi. “Jun accepted the sponsorship, and she’s going to be playing an exhibition match against Rui at the big tournament this week! We should definitely go!”

“What day and time?” Makoto asked.

Naru replied, “The exhibition match is on Monday at five o’clock.”

Makoto frowned. “I can’t make it; I’ve got an appointment with my court-appointed therapist.”

“I’ll be performing divinations,” Rei lamented.

Ami was out as well. “I have dinner with my Mother that day, it’s the first time in weeks I’ll have seen her.”

Usagi, however, was all for it. “I’ve got nothing going on, so I’m down to ride.”

Naru squealed and hugged Usagi. “Thanks, Jun can really use the support, and you being there will really fire her up!”

With a laugh, Usagi hugged Naru back.

On the other end of the line, Jun pocketed her phone and wiped the sweat off her brow. She was at the tennis court in the park, and across from her an older player lay on the ground next to a broken racket, clutching her wrist in pain. Seeing her handiwork, Jun looked at her own tennis racket and smiled as her eyes gave off an eerie red glow.

Across the street in his unbelievably expensive car, Masato nodded slowly before pulling off down the street.


At Tokyo’s Ariake Coliseum, tennis enthusiasts, players, and sponsors alike were gathered for the yearly tournament held at the start of October. Among the crowd near court level was Masato, impatiently awaiting the arrival of Jun, while on the other side of the court Rui’s supporters–including members of the local tennis club she was first discovered in–were atwitter over the rematch.

“Seto may be talented, but that won’t save her against a pro like Rui-senpai!” a cheerleader boasted.

“Yeah!” the rest of her supporters cheered.

“Rui-senpai is going to mop the floor with Seto!” the cheerleader declared.

“YEAH!” the other supporters agreed.

Up in the stands, Mamoru and Shingo waited for the match to begin. Over the last several days Tuxedo Kamen–performing his regular vigilante duties–was on the trail of a new problem. Over the last few days, tennis players had been assaulted by a monstrously powerful individual. This mystery player would challenge them to a game, and then quickly overwhelm them, using enough force to break limbs with a tennis ball.

Leads were thin, as the player had taken to disguising their identity, but Mamoru had himself a hunch that this mysterious fellow would be here. Shingo was along for the ride, and enjoying octopus balls as he waited for a chance to see Mamoru in action for himself.

“So if this stalker is here, what do you want me to do?” Shingo asked.

“Don’t do anything, unless it looks like I’m in real trouble. I wouldn’t want you to risk your debut on something like this,” Mamoru replied.

Shingo nodded. “Whether or not I’m ready for my audience, if things go bad, I’m going to jump in.”

In the locker room, Rui had finished changing into her tennis clothes, when the door opened and Naru and Usagi graciously let themselves in. She looked to the two girls and smiled to them. “Hello Naru-chan, Usagi-sama.”

“Hey Rui-nee–wait, what?” Naru asked.

“We came to wish you and Jun good luck out there, and to have a lot of fun!” Usagi quickly declared to Rui, who smiled as a blush colored her cheeks.

“Thank you, I was hoping to see you a little bit sooner before the match, but I’ve been really busy getting ready for this. Losing to Jun lit a fire under me, so this time she’s going to have to work extra hard to win!” Rui replied.

Usagi raised a fist. “Yes! This is great; I can’t wait to see it too! Two worthy athletes testing their limits to the absolute fullest! That’s what all sports should be!”

She folded her arms and huffed. “It’s just the pure thrill of competition, unmarred by money or performance enhancing drugs.”

Rui laughed and looked to Naru. “She gets fired-up so easily!”

“Oh you have no idea, and once she starts she can rarely stop,” Naru replied.

Rui’s blush darkened and she let out a dopey-sounding giggle. “… I never want her to stop…”

Naru blinked. “Huh?”

Snapping out of it, Rui coughed and cleared her throat. “Nothing, nothing at all.”

Well, that just confirmed everything. Naru was going to have to have a long talk with Usagi about bedding the girl who was like her older sister and not asking or immediately telling her about it. Yes a long talk as soon as the Disguise Pen was fully charged and Usagi had a weekend free.

“So,” Naru changed the subject, “Where is Jun?”

Rui shrugged her shoulders. “I haven’t seen her; I wanted to engage in some playful smack talk too, to get her fired up as much as I am.”

Fire burned in Usagi’s eyes. “Rui I love you, you’re the best!”

Her words seemed to hit Rui right in the heart, as the girl immediately swooned. The doors opened, and all three turned to find Jun walking in. Naru brightened. “Oh, there you are… Jun…”

Jun was different, and all three could feel it just from looking at her. There was an air of malice about her that seemed a stark contrast to the pristine white tennis uniform she wore. Almost ignoring Usagi and Naru, she walked up to Rui and smiled.

“I wanted to wish you luck before the match,” Jun said, as she extended her hand to shake.

Rui looked at Jun’s hand, and hesitantly shook it. When she looked to her face, she regretted it: Jun’s eyes seemed filled with hatred, or bloodlust, or some horrible combination of both and it was directed at her. Jun firmly shook Rui’s hand and looked at it.

“Saionji-senpai, which arm do you play with most, left or right?” She asked.

Rui was confused by that question. “I’m right-handed, so…”

Jun let go of Rui’s hand. “Good, I was just making sure.”

She immediately turned and headed back for the door. “See you out there, Saionji-senpai.”

Jun left the locker room, and Rui shivered. “That was weird, is Seto-san usually like that?”

Naru, as shocked by Jun’s behavior as Rui was, shook her head. “N-no… she’s never like this.”

Usagi’s reaction was perfectly muted outwardly, but in her head it was all beginning to click together.

“A victim of Nephrite usually undergoes a noticeable personality shift because of the influence of the youma, becoming aggressive and cruel while in pursuit of their craft. The more aggressive they are, the closer they are to the peak.”

Naru looked over at Usagi, and saw that she had set her jaw. “Usagi?”

“Jun’s not like this at all. Let’s go, Naru,” Usagi said before she turned and bowed to Rui. “Good luck with your match and be very careful.”

Rui was bothered by Usagi’s change as well, but not as much. “All right, Usagi-sama, and thank you.”

As they left the locker room and headed for the stands, Usagi pulled out her phone and rattled off a text message to the other girls. Naru was right at her heel. “Usagi, do you think…?”

“Yes,” Usagi replied.

“Are you going to do something?” Naru asked.

“Yes, the youma’s going to steal her energy during the match. I want to be ready for it,” Usagi replied before she turned her head, “Let’s go.”

Naru quickly nodded. “Okay!”


Light applause filled the Coliseum as Jun and Rui entered the court. On the sidelines, television cameras and commentators in multiple languages were ready to quietly offer a play by play for the exhibition match. The loudest people in the room were Rui and Jun’s respective supporters, cheerleaders, family, and friends alike.

“Rui-chan, show them you’re champion for a reason!” her mother called to Rui.

“Jun-chan! Aim for the Ace!” Jun’s father called from the crowd as Naru joined the noisy supporters.

The Chair Umpire looked to the stands. “Can the people in the stands please refrain from making too much noise? The match is set to begin.”

Rui took a drink of water from a water bottle offered by her coach and looked across the court to Jun, who was conversing with Masato. She took a deep breath.

Back in the stands, Mamoru’s eyes fell on Masato, as Shingo spoke. “That’s the rich guy with the Veyron.”

“I did a background check that guy, his name’s Masato Sanjouin, an entrepreneur and investor from America,” Mamoru said.

“He’s pretty young to own a car for Mid-Life Crises, right?” Shingo asked.

Mamoru nodded. “He’s a billionaire thanks to money left to him by his parents.”

Shingo snorted. “Lucky.”

“Not really, given the circumstances. They were victims of a mass-shooting in Miami. A man walked into the restaurant they were eating at and killed twenty-five people with a rifle.”

He could empathize with Masato on that, losing parents to tragedy. Money was small comfort when something like that happened.

Shingo visibly soured at that. “Did they at least catch the guy?”

“He went down in a hail of bullets with police; no one’s really sure why he even did it. He was a happily married father of three with a good job and plans for the immediate future that didn’t involve random mass murder,” Mamoru replied.

Shingo stared at Masato. “Unlucky.”

Masato said to Jun as she stared back at Rui. “You’ve been practicing a great deal, but remember that this is a champion; she won’t hold back, even if it’s an exhibition.”

“I know, I have no intention of holding back.” Jun tightened her grip on her racket, and then called to Rui, “Saionji-senpai, do you care to do the honors and get this underway?”

Rui, still feeling a little intimidated by Jun’s look, nodded and stepped up to serve. On the sidelines, members of Rui’s club watched expectantly. One member turned to another. “Do you think she’ll use ‘that’?”

“You mean… that serve?” The other club member asked as he watched. “I have no doubt. If Saionji-senpai wants to make a statement, she’ll use that serve.”

Naru took a deep, calming breath as Rui dribbled the ball, while Usagi focused her attention on Jun, ignoring everything else.

Rui threw the ball into the air, rolling it off her fingers to cause a particular spin to the ball. Immediately the club members gasped in excitement. “It’s that serve, the very same made famous in America, the Twist Serve!”

Rui hit the ball with all her might. The ball curved through the air, and Jun stood stock still, her eyes widening as she watched the ball move.

“Wait, why isn’t she moving?” Jun’s father asked as the ball suddenly hit the court and bounced towards the outside right.

From the moment the ball bounced, Jun was moving, positioning herself directly in front of the ball to smack it back with equally surprising force straight for Rui. The move surprised Rui, but not enough to catch her off guard, as she showed her skill was easily up to match to Jun’s talent firing back towards the Jun’s left.

Jun was after it, grinning as she hit it back over the net with a loud crack from her racket. Rui, wide-eyed, just barely intercepted it before it bounced out and launched it over the net. Watching the ball sail towards the net, Jun charged straight in, racket ready.

“She’s attacking the net!” the first club member gasped.

“Seto… she’s so fast!” the second said in disbelief.

Before the ball could fall to the court, she smacked it back hard sending it towards the opposite side of the court Rui was. Rui hesitated, expecting the ball to bounce on, when she saw something strange.

The ball had bounced into a high arc slowly, back towards Rui. There were muted gasps all around, as Jun looked visibly shocked by her error. On the sidelines, the tennis club members were shocked.

“She put a bad spin on it!” the second of the two said.

“What an amateur miscalculation!” the first said.

Rui was of the same thought as she positioned herself under the falling ball and fired back a strike towards Jun’s unguarded side. She’s right handed just like me, so if I lob it over her left while she’s this near the net…!

The ball went up and over, to hit the left side of the court and score Rui the point. However, as the ball approached Jun her shock melted away, she tossed the racket from her right hand to her left and leaped straight up.

“What?!” Both club members gasped.

“She switched hands!” Naru gasped as a spike of excitement raced through her.

“Slick move,” Mamoru said.

Rui was stunned. Impossible!

In the brief instant before Jun struck the ball, her eyes flashed red, and Masato narrowed his eyes. The swing was so fast that it was a blur, and the ball became one too before it rebounded off the court at speeds barely traceable. So fast it was that Rui had to dive to her left to avoid the projectile, which continued on and hit the wall behind her. There was an audible pop, and everyone turned to look back at the ball in surprise.

“The ball… it broke,” Naru murmured as the crowd went into cheers.

Usagi stood up. “It’s time, I gotta go.”

Naru looked at Usagi. “Wait, what?”

Usagi nodded. She had seen that flash from Jun’s eyes. Turning, she made her way down the aisle and quickly towards someplace where she could transform in privacy. Looking back towards the match, Naru watched as a visibly shaken Rui got up and tried to shake off the near-miss.

“Are you all right, do you need a moment?” the referee asked.

Rui shook her head and received a new ball. “I’m fine, I’m fine.”

She looked to Jun, who looked almost serene as she waited for the next serve. Something was wrong with her; this wasn’t how she was in their previous match. Every time Rui hit the ball back, it was like hitting a ball fired from a tennis ball machine at full power and then some. Then there was that last hit Jun had made.

Was she aiming for me?

Naru tensed with trepidation, as Rui dribbled the ball again. Jun, her smile returning, began to shift her weight from one foot to another. “Are you sure you don’t need a minute, Saionji-senpai?”

Rui caught the ball, and stared at her. “I said I was fine, let’s continue.”

Jun licked her lips. “Good, show me the skill of a champion!”

Nothing fancy, keep the rally short, serve and volley. Rui tossed the ball up and fired it over the net to Jun’s left.

Jun went right after it and sent it back over the net in an arc at high speed. But Rui was in front of it before it could hit the ground and smashed it towards Jun’s feet. She had made doubly sure to put a backspin on it.

Jumping back two paces, Jun avoided the ball, and had been prepared to lunge to send it back when it simply bounced straight up, a perfect opportunity to lob it to Rui’s unguarded left. This was a mistake, because there was Rui at the net, volleying the ball with another smash aimed right over Jun’s head.

“There’s no way she can hit that!” the second club member cried out.

They were right, the ball bounced in, and then went on out. Rui had scored against Jun, sending the stands into cheers.

“Go Rui-chan!” Her parents cheered. Her club was even more ecstatic, seeing that Rui had drawn first blood against the amateur who had beaten her before.

“Yay Rui-nee!” Naru couldn’t help herself, and covered her mouth when Jun glanced towards her. When their eyes met, Naru gasped. Jun looked absolutely furious. “Oh… oh Jun…”

This was the youma’s influence. Hopefully, Sailor Moon arrived and stopped this before something terrible happened. Even as she hoped, however, Usagi was having trouble finding a private place in such a crowded coliseum, and finally spotted an unoccupied janitor’s closet at the end of a hall and ran for it.

Jun’s smile slowly returned as Rui got ready to serve, but now there was nothing but malice present in it. “The next point’s mine, Saionji-senpai.”

“We’ll see!” Rui declared as she served the ball.

Jun ran out and hit it back, and Rui was right on it, jumping and smashing it back like she had before. The ball bounced hard off the court and Jun ran to catch and shoot it back. Up and over the net it went where it was volleyed by Rui, but Jun was constantly moving, speeding up to volley it back.

Rui quickly doubled back across the court, and volleyed it back, sending the ball high towards the baseline. Jun ran under and ahead of the ball, before performing a backhand swing that connected mightily. “Come on!”

This was it! Rui rushed the net as the ball headed towards her, and spun it up into a high arc, where it fell for Jun’s side… right next to the net. Talent was one thing, and Jun caught her off guard before, but in the end it was experience that decided the outcome of a match. She’d need to be superhuman to get from the baseline to the net that quickly.

But then suddenly Jun was in front of the net, poised to counterattack, leaving Rui in disbelief. “W-what?”

Her eyes glowing red once again, Jun swung violently and smashed the ball with such force that it disappeared from sight for all of a split second, before a very loud impact and a sickening crack echoed in the silent coliseum.

Supporters on both sides of the court stared in disbelief, as the ball bounced to the ground in front of Rui. Her fellow club members were horrified, as was Naru as she stood up from her seat. “Oh no…”

Mamoru also stood up, as had Shingo. “… The fuck?!”

Rui’s racket fell from her hand and to the ground with a clatter, as the young woman stood paralyzed where the ball had struck her. Droplets of blood soon joined the racket, the red liquid running in rivulets down her right arm from beneath the sleeve of her shirt–which was staining red at the shoulder. She couldn’t move, the sheer pain had overridden her basic motor functions.

“Don’t just stand there, idiot, call the point,” Jun then called out to the Chair Umpire, who was stunned as everyone else.

Rui managed to slowly turn her head, and looked at her arm and the rapidly spreading red stain on her shirt. Her hand was twitching and jerking of its own accord, and when she grabbed her arm at the wrist to stop it, she realized the arm was numb, save for the unbelievable pain that rated from where her shoulder shifted.

It was only then that she finally screamed.

“Rui-nee!” Naru cried out as she and others ran to her. Officials were already rushing to her, to administer first aid.

Jun watched as people began to crowd the court, and her anger surged to new heights. “Hey, we’re in the middle of a game! Get off the court!”

“Are you insane? Rui-senpai is hurt!” one club member yelled at Jun.

“You did it on purpose! You should be disqualified!” another shouted.

Rui had fallen to her knees, tears spilling down her face. “It hurts! My arm! It hurts! It hurts!”

Jun’s eyes twitched before she brandished her racket. “The Hell is this?! Stop screaming and get up! Don’t tell me this is the limit of a champion!”

“Wow, she’s losing it,” Shingo said, before an ominous light began to shine from Jun’s racket. “Oh crap, Mamoru!”

A medical professional managed to cut away Rui’s sleeve, and almost vomited in her mouth when she saw the extent of the injuries. “A tennis ball did this?”

The other paramedic shook his head. “The bone is completely shattered and she’s losing a lot of blood, get an ambulance in here!”

Jun raised her racket, and the air began to swirl around her. Behind her, Masato stood up and stared at his aspiring star as she completely lost it.

“NO! I WON’T LET YOU INTERRUPT OUR GAME!”

She swung the racket, creating a large blast of wind that sent nearly everyone on their feet on Rui’s side of the court tumbling to the ground. Only quick thinking from the paramedics saved Rui from further harm, as they shielded her from the wind blast with her bodies.

Among the people flung, Naru sat up and stared at Jun. She had to do something, anything to stop her. “Jun, stop! This isn’t like you! Get a hold of yourself!”

Jun, her eyes a solid red now, reached out and suddenly summoned the tennis ball to her hand. Rui looked up at Jun, and she gasped at the malicious presence hanging around her.

“PICK UP YOUR RACKET AND PLAY!” She screamed as she served the ball, sending it straight for Rui’s face at the same speed as her smash before. The ball, traveling at hundreds of miles per hour, was suddenly stopped–caught in Sailor Moon’s hand.

“Sailor Moon!” Shingo cheered with the rest of the crowd.

“Sailor Moon!” Naru gasped in relief.

Masato tensed, and frowned. “Sailor Moon…”

The Chair Umpire, however, was not exactly enthusiastic. “Oh God, she’s actually here.”

Crushing the tennis ball in her hand, Sailor Moon dropped the remains and pointed at Jun. “Game Set Match, youma, you lose!”

Jun’s eyes widened and she raised her racket to fire another blast of wind at Sailor Moon, but she was just that faster on the draw, throwing her tiara straight at Jun.

“Action!”

In a flash of light, the racket was sliced in two, the head clattering to the ground as Sailor Moon caught the tiara. Looking at the remains of her racket, Jun trembled and then let out an enraged scream. An aura of dark energy enveloped her, as a black shadow erupted from her chest. Twisting and writing as it left Jun to collapse in a heap on the floor, the shadow leaped into the air

Swirling about, the shadow formed a flat disk in front of the tennis net, before the form of the youma Tesuni emerged feet first and set her feet on the ground. Sailor Moon, frankly, was surprised at the size and stature of the youma. This one had to be at least seven feet tall and built specifically for fucking people up.

Ah well, a bigger youma meant she wouldn’t have too much difficulty connecting her hits. Without taking her eyes off Tesuni, she called behind her. “Get away from here; this is going to get ugly.”

The Paramedics wasted no time, quickly and carefully getting Rui off the court as the others, including Naru, got up and fled. Up in the stands, Shingo realized Mamoru had already left and called out to the spectators. “Hey! You heard her didn’t you? Or did you all forget what happened the last time she fought these guys!”

And the coliseum began to empty, people rushing for the doors, as Sailor Moon stared up at Tesuni. Sailor Moon spoke. “So then youma, let’s start the match!”

Suddenly she was in the air swinging a kick for Tesuni’s neck. Her boot connected with a racket made of flame, and Tesuni threw Sailor Moon back over the net. Recovering in midair, Sailor Moon spun gracefully and landed on her feet before attacking again low. She vaulted towards the net and then sprang up to kick Tesuni in the chin, sending her flying into the wall at the back of the court.

Sailor Moon landed right over Jun, and knelt down to quickly check her vitals. Good, she was still breathing. Tesuni pulled herself from the wall, unhurt by the kick, but Sailor Moon didn’t hesitate to continue the attack, rushing her head on and springing into several flips before launching herself up and over Tesuni’s head.

Tesuni turned around and blocked the kick aimed at her head with her racket. Sailor Moon just twisted her body and kicker her across the face with her other leg, sending the youma staggering to the side.

As Sailor Moon set her feet down Tesuni finally counterattacked–forming an energy ball and firing it at her. Instantly, Sailor Moon crossed her arms to block the hit, knowing that there were innocent people trying to escape behind her. This turned out to be a mistake, as the energy ball hit, and in a flash, Sailor Moon was enveloped in a giant tennis ball.

“Wait, what?” Sailor Moon yelped as she looked down at herself, only her head and legs were sticking out of the giant tennis ball.

She looked to Tesuni. “Seriously, this is what your big attack does–WHOA!”

Tesuni had waved her hand and sent Sailor Moon flying into the ceiling of the coliseum, bouncing her off it and down into the court face first. “Ow!”

Laughing, Tesuni began to bounce Sailor Moon around the court, making sure that she hit the ground face first as many times as possible. “You have such excellent form, girl!”

Sailor Moon did not find it funny. “Ow! Ow! Hey! Ow! Quit it! Ow! This is annoying!”

As Sailor Tennis Ball went flying over her head, Tesuni let out a boisterous laugh. A rose cutting across her face, though, shut her right the Hell up. “Gah! You…!”

Up on the chair umpire’s seat, Tuxedo Kamen was pantomiming playing a guitar on a tennis racket, and looked down at Tesuni. “Hey look, I’m Roger Federer.”

“Ah! Sexy!” Sailor Moon cried out before she was bounced again. “Ow!”

Tesuni rubbed her face. “I wouldn’t be too cocky, boy! If you even try, you’ll end up like her!”

Tuxedo Kamen hopped from the chair, and held up his cane. “Oh really, care to wager your life on that?”

Tesuni laughed, and swung her racket at Tuxedo Kamen firing another energy ball at him. Tuxedo Kamen, however, leaped straight up over it and past the still airborne Sailor Tennis Ball.

As he slowly passed her, Sailor Moon glanced back at Tuxedo Kamen and smirked. “Ne, thanks for the hand, sexy.”

“I’ll get the girl out of here; you do what you do best,” Tuxedo Kamen replied before they fell away from each other. Landing over Jun, Tuxedo Kamen finished sheathing his cane sword.

As Tesuni turned to face him, she heard a pop and looked back to find Sailor Moon, free if the tennis ball, positioned on the ceiling, ready to kick off it towards her–with a most frightening grin on her face.

“You’ve been defaulted, youma,” Sailor Moon said, and the instant Tuxedo Kamen leaped away with Jun, Sailor Moon kicked off and turned herself into Sailor Missile, smashing head first into Tesuni and creating a sizable crater in the middle of the court.

As Tesuni, her body twitching in pain, tried to get free, Sailor Moon, her face buried right in her solar plexus, lashed her arms right around the youma’s waist.

“Moon Tiara…!”

Tesuni’s eyes widened in horror. “No! No!”

“ACTION!” Sailor Moon yelled.

Landing up in the stands, Tuxedo Kamen turned and looked at the beam of light that shot from the crater, as Tesuni let out a dying scream. He smirked. “Good job, Sailor Moon.”

Inside the crater, however, Sailor Moon stood up and stared down at Tesuni. Something was wrong. Instead of turning to dust, the youma was bathed in a dark blue fire. “Wait, what the…?”

Her scream trailing off to a death rattle, Tesuni went limp as her body burned away down to a skeleton, and both it and the fire vanished. That was a new effect and kind of weird too. “First time that ever happened.”

“Sailor Moon!” Sailor Mars and Mercury had arrived, better late than never

“Oh, hey guys!” Sailor Moon got up, and gestured to the hole in the court. “Don’t worry, I got it.”

“Good, we were worried because of all the traffic outside.” Sailor Mercury said.

Sailor Moon cocked her head to one side. “Traffic?”

“Police cars! Dozens of them! There are SAT trucks and even helicopters!” Sailor Mars said. “It’s crazy out there!”

Sailor Moon rolled her eyes and laughed. “Wow, I guess these guys wanted to be on top of this, didn’t they?”

The rumble of footsteps then filled the coliseum, and policemen spilled into the stands and onto the floor, uniformed officers with their guns drawn, and tactical-suited SATs with assault rifles and submachine guns surrounded the Senshi on nearly all sides. Quickly going back to back, the Senshi looked around in surprise as every gun in the house was leveled on them.

Sailor Moon looked around at all the barrels pointed at them, and raised her hands. “Okay. What.”

“Sailor Senshi, I’m sorry,” a voice called out from the stands and Sailor Moon looked up to see the older sister of their teacher, Natsuna Sakurada.

“I am hereby placing you all under arrest. Please do not make this difficult and surrender peacefully.”

Sailor Mars looked back towards Mars and Mercury. “What’s going on? I-I don’t understand, why…?”

“I guess they finally got sick of our messes,” Sailor Moon said.

Sailor Mercury nodded. “I’m not surprised; Tokyo Tower must’ve been the last straw for them.”

Sailor Moon looked to Mercury. “Sabão Spray.”

Mars was shocked as Sailor Mercury nodded affirmative. “Wait, what?”

Sailor Moon looked up to Natsuna. “Sorry, but we can’t do that.”

And then the entire court was filled with a dense, cold mist. It took just short of ten seconds for it to clear, and when it did the Senshi had vanished. Seeing this, Natsuna folded her arms and shook her head. “Girls, don’t make this harder than it already is…”


The Senshi had made it to the roof of the coliseum, and fled faster than the helicopters or the cops outside could hope to catch. With the trail left cold behind them, all three found a safe spot between two buildings and quickly transformed back to their civilian alter egos. The moment they did, Rei looked between both Usagi and Ami.

“Why are the police after us?” Rei asked, still in shock over the strange turn of events.

“Destruction of property is still a crime, and all things considered we’ve racked up quite a lot of damage. All of us,” Ami said.

Rei pointed back in the direction of the coliseum. “But-but we saved the city! No one’s gotten hurt! Isn’t that what’s important?!”

“To the people we save, it is, but this is Japan. Bureaucrats over in Shinjuku are probably having coronaries over the repair costs.” Usagi shook her head. “Whatever, by doing this, they just fucked up badly.”

Ami nodded and spoke grimly. “This is probably going to be a coup for the Dark Kingdom.”

Rei quickly realized it. “If they find out that the government is against us… they’ll use that, won’t they?”

Usagi nodded. “Oh yeah, that’s just what we need.”

“So then what, now what do we do? We can’t fight the cops too!” Rei asked.

“We’re not going to.” Usagi looked towards the direction coliseum and sighed in annoyance. “In the end they may be the law, but they’re only mortals. I don’t like to look at it like this, but they have no chance of catching us provided they don’t find out our identities.”

Ami looked to Usagi. “We’re not going to turn ourselves in as a gesture of trust to the people?”

Usagi grew only more annoyed. “No way, we do that and then what? The Dark Kingdom will know that we’ll roll over the second public opinion turns against us. We can’t afford to make useless gestures like this. This is war!”

Ami gave a curt nod. “Good answer.”

“We have way more important concerns right now, like Jun and Rui. So let’s split up and meet later, okay?” Usagi asked.

Both Ami and Rei nodded, and the Senshi quickly scattered, with Usagi heading back towards the coliseum.


It was a day later when Jun woke up in her hospital bed, her parents sitting on one side of the bed, and a police officer standing guard by the door. She sat up and looked around, confused. ‘What… what happened? Where am I?”

The last thing she remembered was going to bed after talking to Naru, like it had happened the night before. Seeing her awake, Jun’s parents were overcome with relief and embraced her. “Mom? Dad?” Why am I in the hospital?”

Jun’s father pulled back from the hug and stared at her. “You don’t remember anything from yesterday?”

Jun stared back, bemused. “What? Of course I do. I came home last night after talking to Naru-chan and spending the day with her, Usagi, and Saionji-senpai… right?”

Her parents stared at her, and the weight of dread began to form in her chest. “… R-Right…?”

In another part of the hospital, Usagi and Naru sat in the waiting room of the hospital with Rui’s friends and family. Usagi was staring at her feet, and Naru was watching Rui’s parents and coach as the surgeon explained the situation to them.

“I’m sorry, but the damage done to her shoulder was catastrophic. We were able to avoid amputating the limb, but the combination of blood loss and nerve damage means that even if her shoulder heals properly, she will have severely diminished mobility and function of her right arm.”

Naru looked down and heaved a heavy sigh, as Usagi rested a hand on her back in consolation. Naru leaned against Usagi, and sniffled. “I’m not blaming you Usagi, so don’t blame yourself.”

Had Usagi been a little faster, she probably would’ve stopped Jun from destroying Rui’s arm but…

“I won’t, blaming myself for it won’t change what happened, I know that. All I can do is not make the same mistake twice. Next time I see him, I’m going to beat the shit out of Nephrite, let Jadeite bitch about it,” She whispered to Naru.

Naru nodded in agreement.


Far away, Beryl was laughing herself to tears as she read the news out of Japan to her three remaining generals and her court of youma.

“In response to the excessive damage caused by the Sailor Senshi over the last month in the city of Tokyo, the Japanese Government has begun openly discussing the wholesale destruction caused by these girls and the monsters they are fighting. Some, including the Governor of Tokyo, are taking a proactive approach and attempting to bring the Sailor Senshi into custody before the next battle causes more than just expensive property damage.”

She lowered her tablet PC. “Ladies, gentlemen, and abominations of indeterminate gender: We’ve won. Public opinion is wavering and it’s beginning to lean against the Senshi. ”

She tossed her tablet into the air, laughed, and caught it. “I honestly don’t know what’s better, this or the fact that it was the Senshi who gave us so much energy this time!”

Zoisite recoiled. “Wait, what?”

Beryl sat down on her seat and kicked up her legs. “Yes, for you see Nephrite is the only one of you that actually uses his brain.”

Nephrite nodded, as both Kunzite and Zoisite turned their gazes to him. Beryl laid it out for them. “Not only did the youma take the peak energy from that sap of a girl, but the energy Sailor Moon wasted beating the shit out of the youma was absorbed by it too. When the energy overloaded, the youma was incinerated and all that energy…”

She held out her hand, and a large ball of blue flame appeared above it. “It all came right to me.”

Kunzite raised his hands and clapped. “Magnificent, Nephrite.”

Zoisite pouted and looked away. “I could’ve done that, and when are you going to get this damn collar off me?”

Beryl blasted Zoisite across the room. “Never.”

She looked to Nephrite. “Keep up the good work Nephrite, and my world will come closer to reality.”

Nephrite placed an arm across his chest and bowed. “You needn’t worry about a thing, Queen Beryl. I’ve already selected new victims all over Minato. The Senshi will have no choice but to respond as they begin to near their peaks.”

Beryl narrowed her eyes at Nephrite just a little. “Yes, everything is going as planned.”


Nephrite: Hello, I’m Nephrite, and I’m going to be taking over end of chapter duties for the entirety of my arc.

Zoisite: You mean we are.

Nephrite: *Sigh* Yes. We are. Now then, let’s move on to the lesson for today: For all of our actions there are consequences, for good or ill there will always be a result of the decisions we make so be prepared for whatever may come–even those unforeseen.

Beryl: Queen Beryl says! MWAHAHAHAHAHA!

Nephrite: Wait, why is it named after her?



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Hehe, these chapters are large.
 

Seiya

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Great as always, Ero.
 

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Seiya, I'm convinced that you're the only one in the Sailor Moon section I can count on.


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Beautiful Destroyer Sailor Moon
Rei on Fire

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[13.]


Mamoru made his way up the steps of the Hikawa Shrine. It had been a couple of days since the battle at the Ariake Coliseum, plenty of time for the news of what happened there to spread across all of Japan, and the fallout left the atmosphere charged. People on the street were confused by the move Tokyo made against the Senshi, none more than him.

It was understandable if they wanted to prevent further destruction to the city, Mamoru could agree with that wholeheartedly, but making a move like trying to arrest the Senshi sent the wrong message to the girls and the right one to the Dark Kingdom. This was an enemy that was genre savvy, dangerously so, and they were poised to exploit this.

As Mamoru reached the top of the steps, he noticed that there were some kind of festivities going on, and a banner had been put up over the archway leading towards the shrine reading “Welcome to the Hakurei Shrine”.

This intrigued him. “Hakurei?”

“Donations please, this is a shrine you know! You can’t just come here and not give a little money to keep it running!”

That was Rei’s voice, Mamoru recognized.

He hurried a little and reached the top of the steps where he found a crowd in a large semi-circle in front of the Shrine. Some were standing, some were sitting, and quite a few people had various cameras, taking pictures and recording the scene in front of them. Rei was running around the edge of the crowd, holding a donations box and excitedly demanding donations, which were graciously offered to the box she held.

Mamoru stared at her; she was dressed in a perfect cosplay of Reimu Hakurei from the Touhou Project series, one of his favorite games to play on his down time. “Wow… s-so cute…”

She went up to a particularly intimidating person in the crowd and held up her donations box. “Hey, old guy, you came to see the fall leaves, didn’t you? It costs money to keep these trees healthy, you know? Support your local shrine!”

A gentle laugh called from behind her. “Reimu-chan, are you bullying people for donations?”

That was Usagi’s voice, and she was sitting on the front patio of the Shrine. Mamoru chuckled; of course, she’d be cosplaying as one of the strongest characters in the series, Yukari Yakumo.

“Reimu” looked back at “Yukari”, and huffed. “Well, the shrine’s upkeep isn’t cheap, especially when you demons keep showing up.”

“You mean when you keep inviting us demons.” Yukari opened a fan to hide her mouth as she laughed at Reimu’s indignant reaction.

“Hey! I do my best to be courteous but you always come and eat my food, or sleep in my bedroom, or convince me to throw parties!” Reimu accused.

Yukari looked away. “And you’re always eager to throw them.”

Reimu pouted and then marched right up to Yukari and sat next to her. “Well then, as long as you’re here, how about giving to the Shrine?”

Turning to look at Reimu again, Yukari looked down at the box, and then up at her. She then leaned closed to Reimu and opened the fan, to hide their faces as she kissed the priestess cosplaying as a priestess. Jumping, Reimu stumbled back from Yukari and stared at her in disbelief.

“Y-you kissed me!” she screeched in a voice that almost sounded out of character.

“I decided to give my love,.” Yukari teased.

Reimu then turned away, covering her face in shame. “Kissed by a demon, I’m ruined for marriage.”

The crowd laughed as Yukari lowered her fan. “Oh now stop being so melodramatic. If you’d like, you can be my wife.”

Reimu stopped, and then pointed at Yukari. “I’d never marry a Christmas Cake!”

Yukari recoiled. “H-hey, I’m eighteen years old, thank you very much!”

“Yes, eighteen is the last two digits of your true age,” Reimu snidely shot back as she paced away from Yukari, still smarting over the embarrassing kiss.

Yukari recoiled further, as though struck with a blow to the gut. “You… you…!”

She looked to the crowd. “Don’t listen to her! I’m not as old as she makes it out to be!”

“No, she’s older,” Reimu quipped, and Yukari fell over, as though hit with an arrow to the back.

Mamoru laughed with the crowd, and wondered exactly which one of them were the straight man and the fool. Yukari huffed, and snapped her fingers. Two black-clothed stagehands draped a purple, eye-dotted curtain over Yukari and whipped it away, revealing nothing behind it.

The crowd applauded the magical trick, and even more when the same two stage hands raised the cloth again next to Reimu and pulled it away, revealing Yukari. Reimu turned to face Yukari, who got in her face.

“You shouldn’t be so disrespectful, especially with my generosity in consideration,” Yukari advised.

Reimu turned away. “I suppose I should respect my…” She slowly turned and grinned at Yukari. “… Elders.”

It was like another punch to the face, but Yukari maintained a placid façade… that did very poorly at hiding her unbelievable fury. “I ought to put you over my knee for that impudence, young lady.”

Reimu prodded Yukari’s nose with an ofuda. “Old~ Lay~ Dee~”

That tore it. Yukari jumped back. “That’s it, I challenge you!”

Reimu cracked her knuckles. “Okay, what’ll it be, Spell Cards or Good Old Fashioned Fisticuffs?”

“Neither!” Yukari snapped her fingers, and a pair of microphones went whipping through the air for both to catch. “We shall duel via duet!”

“Ha! Then prepare to face a lyrical defeat!” Reimu retorted as the music began to play.

As both girls got to singing for the crowd a well-rehearsed musical number, Mamoru noticed a familiar head of blue hair at the front and center of the crowd, filming the two with an expensive looking camera. With a small smile, he walked over and leaned down to look over Ami’s shoulder and plastic wings–she was cosplaying as Cirno the Ice Fairy.

Ami felt his presence and looked back, when she saw it was Mamoru, she immediately blushed. “Oh Mamoru-san, hello…”

“Hello Cirno-chan.”

“Well I’m just cosplaying, I’m not in character.”

Ami zoomed in on Usagi and Rei as they spun around and continued their lighthearted song and dance number about the friendly animosity shared between priestess and demon.

Mamoru nodded and watched their song, his attention especially on Rei. “Not that I find this weird, but what brought all this on?”

Ami glanced into the viewfinder as she explained. “This was all Usagi’s idea. Some friends of ours are in the hospital, so she thought she’d film this show for them to help cheer them up

She then fully turned her gaze to Mamoru. “What brings you here? Looking for Rei?”

Well, he had, but with Ami here too it felt kind of awkward. Mamoru scratched the back of his head nervously. “Well, I was actually coming to pray for some good luck…”

Ami saw clean through his lie and returned her attention to the song. “Hopefully the Gods will bless you again then.”

Mamoru raised an eyebrow, and briefly wondered if Ami meant what he hoped she meant.

Elsewhere in the crowd, another photographer aimed a very expensive camera at the two girls, and took several pictures, each one with Rei filling the lens. The young man, with hair in different shades of brown, looked at the screen beneath the view-finder and examined the high definition pictures.

“Amazing…” he whispered as he scrolled through the pictures of Rei.


After the performance, as people began lining up to the donations box, Rei sat on her porch away from the crowds. It was just a small break, before she had to jump back in character and mingle with the donors. This was very hard for Rei, given her shy and quirky nature, but it was for a worthy cause and she was going to give it her all for it.

“I just need to remember that this is for Usagi’s friends, and I can do this,” she said to Phobos and Deimos, who were enjoying some plates of chopped bacon next to her.

As she took a sip of the water she was enjoying, both crows looked over towards someone approaching, that someone being Mamoru, who greeted her. “Hello, Miko-san.”

Rei’s eyes widened and she spat out her water when she heard his voice. “Ah M-M-Mamoru, h-hello!”

Her face nearly as red as her dress, she quickly stood up and bowed to him. “W-what are you doing here…?”

“Well, I came by to see you,” Mamoru said, and he could’ve sworn that if it were dark Rei would be glowing.

She turned away from him, her hands on her cheeks, embarrassed and overjoyed at the same time. She had tried not to think about the cruise–okay that was a lie she thought it was the best night of her life and regretted nothing that happened before or after the battle–but she didn’t expect that this super handsome, super rich guy in college would want to come by and see her, a dopey miko who spends all her time talking to crows and crazy girls when she’s not being a super heroine.

Mamoru chuckled, this was really too cute. “I didn’t expect to find all this, but I admit I like the look.”

Rei turned around. “Really, you do?”

“It’s very cute on you.”

Rei turned her back to him again, her hands over her mouth to muffle her excited squeal.

He thinks I’m cute, he came to see me and he thinks I’m cute, this is the best day ever and will never be surpassed and he thinks I’m cute! Rei thought to herself before it hit her. What did she do now? Did she ask him out on a date? Did she give him her phone number? Did she ask him to sneak into her room for a repeat of the cruise night?

Wait, what was she thinking? She still had to interact with the visitors. Maybe she could ask him to stick around and when everyone was gone they could steal away and have some crazy wild lovemaking down by the fire.

Wait, no Grandpa would have a coronary if he caught them doing it in front of the sacred fire. Oh no! Grandpa, would he approve of him? Well he was rich and successful, maybe he’d overlook that.

Oh, but what if Grandpa tried to force Mamoru to take responsibility for deflowering her? Would Mamoru be okay with marrying her? She would be fine with it…

“Ah… Rei…?” Mamoru asked.

Rei, realizing that she’d gone off on an internal tangent again, quickly turned around and said the first thing that popped into her head. “W-we should have sex, right now!”

Mamoru recoiled in surprise, as Rei froze in horror. What did she just say? The red drained from her face, replaced by an eggshell white as she quietly repeated herself in shock.

While surprised, Mamoru wasn’t against the idea at all. “Well, sure, but don’t you think we should get to know one another a little more, Rei?”

Rei blinked and snapped out of her sudden blue-screen. “Eh?”

“I’m saying I’d like to date you,” Mamoru said.

Then suddenly, Rei was in a field of flowers, a church bell was ringing behind her, crows were cawing their joy, and a formation of crows trailing bright red smoke like jets flew over her head. Sparkles in her eyes, she took Mamoru’s hands in her own and looked up at him. “Of course I’ll date you! I’ll be the best girlfriend ever, just you watch Mamoru-sama!”

Genre savvy as he was, Mamoru wondered if he had accidentally tripped a yandere flag. It was too easy to picture Rei, with dull eyes, standing over him with a knife in her hand and angry crows cawing for his blood… far too easy.

“Easy, easy, Rei-chan, let’s start small okay? Maybe we should have dinner sometime? Is this weekend okay?” Mamoru asked.

“Yes, that would be just fine! Just let me get your phone number and stuff!” Rei quickly replied as she dug around in her costume for her phone.

“Ne, Rei who are you… oh God it’s you.”

Usagi glared at Mamoru when she found him and Rei together exchanging numbers.

Mamoru smiled, it had been so long. “Ah, hello Dango-head, I hope you don’t mind me stealing away your friend.”

Rei quickly waved her hands emphatically. “Please don’t mind, I want him to steal me!”

Usagi looked to Rei. “Really, with this bald loser?”

“Why do you keep calling me that?” Mamoru asked.

“I want to, yes! I want to be his girlfriend and go out on dates and spend time together with him, and cuddle, and have dirty, wild sex, and then cook him breakfast in the morning in nothing but an apron!” Rei stopped, and buried her face in her hands from embarrassment.

Usagi turned and stared at Mamoru, who was staring blankly at Rei. “This is what you’re getting, God help you if you squander it.”

She then grabbed him by his collar, and stared him straight in the eyes. “Seriously, I will ruin you if you break her heart.”

“Usagi, it’ll be fine!” Rei pleaded, though she was deeply touched by Usagi’s vow, and happy of her approval.

So was Mamoru, who was surprised that she seemed fine with this. “Wait, that’s it? You’re going to let me date her?”

Usagi let him go, opened her fan and held it over her mouth. “Rei is her own woman, and though I hate the concept of your existence, I won’t let that get in the way of the heart of my friend. I’ll just destroy you if you do anything to hurt her.”

She had closed her fan and gave him a potent glare with that.

Mamoru smiled at that, and nodded. “You don’t have to worry about a thing. I’ll take good care of her.”

“You’d better.” Usagi turned to look at Rei. “Are you ready to meet your public again?”

“Yes!” Rei said excitedly. After becoming Mamoru’s girlfriend, nothing could possibly get her down.

“Ah, excuse me, Reimu-san,” another young man called.

Usagi and Mamoru looked over to find the two-tone haired photographer from the crowd. Rei immediately turned to him and bowed. “I’m sorry, sir, but I’ll be right over…”

The young man bowed back ppolitely. “Sorry, I just wanted to have a word with you. My name is Kijin Shinokawa, I’m a professional photographer.”

Mamoru had never heard of him, but was he calling himself a professional, really? He had to be no older than the girls. Usagi, however, recognized the name and snapped her fingers. “Oh! You’re that genius award-winning photographer! You’ve been to China, Southeast Asia, and even to the Korean Demilitarized Zone in search of dramatic scenery.”

“Thank you, exposition bunny,” Mamoru mumbled, and Usagi shot him a glare.

“Uh… yes, that’s me. But that was back when I was ten. Nowadays, I find all the scenery I want here.”

Usagi nodded to Kijin. “And you’ve found some with my Rei-chan, ne?”

“Me?” Rei asked.

Kijin quickly nodded. “Yes! I saw your performance today, and when I was taking pictures I saw how you seemed to just come alive for the camera. You’re very photogenic, so I was wondering of you would like to be a subject in my photos?”

“A Model… me…?” Today just didn’t want to stop being awesome for Rei.

Usagi stepped in. “Whoa, hold on there Yamazaki.”

Kijin stared at her. “Are you a photography buff?”

“No, Usagi is just Usagi,” Rei quipped.

“Rei-chan here is shy, socially awkward, and tends to do something only if she’s absolutely comfortable with it or excited about the prospect.” Like dating an incredibly sexy Jackass, Usagi added inwardly. “So please don’t pressure her, okay?”

“Actually, I’d like to be a model!”

Usagi turned back to her, surprised. “Really?”

Rei nodded and then stepped up to Kijin. “My Grandpa always says that I’m pretty enough to be a model, and I’d love to try being a subject in your photos.”

Kijin smiled. “Oh, thank you. Do you have your phone; I’d like to give you my contact info.”

Rei nodded and pulled out her cell phone. “Oh yes!”

Usagi and Mamoru both looked to each other, as Rei eagerly saved the info to her phone, and bowed in gratitude to Kijin, who was equally grateful to have a new subject. Both agreed that some girls had all the luck.

“Hey Rei! Usagi! Hurry it up, we gotta wrap this up, and I have to get to work soon!” It was Makoto, who like Naru was one of the stage hands for their little performance.

“Oh, right!” Rei bowed again to Kijin, and then hugged Mamoru. “Come on Usagi!”

As the two girls left to join their friends, Kijin let out a long hum as he looked over the girls. “There are a lot of cute girls in this part of town.”

“Yes, and they’re all crazy.” Mamoru put on a pair of kick-ass sunglasses and walked away. “Have fun with that.”


“Superintendent-General, the Governor will speak with you now.”

Natsuna Sakurada was in a pretty bad mood. In the days since the botched arrest attempt, she and her entire police force had been barraged from all sides in the press and in the political arena for her move against those girls. There were even calls for her resignation! From a public relations standpoint, this was becoming a disaster bigger than the ones the Senshi actually committed.

She found herself yearning for her little sister’s teaching job, where the most she had to worry about was a psychotic delinquent girl. At least that psychotic delinquent didn’t have super powers!

After bowing to the secretary who called to her, Natsuna entered the office of Tokyo’s Governor, and bowed politely to him. “Good afternoon, Ishihara-dono.”

“Ah welcome, Sakurada-chan,” the elderly Governor of Tokyo looked up and smiled to Natsuna from his desk.

This old, grandfatherly-looking man, he’d been Governor of Tokyo for over ten years, and a major figure in its politics since the fifties. His experience alone was worthy of respect, but given that he was the one who personally came down on Natsuna to go after the Senshi for malicious destruction of property of all things, she wondered if he was finally going over the hill.

Asserting herself, Natsuna went straight to the point. “Ishihara-dono, I take it you’ve read the incident report?”

“Yes, I have. The Sailor Senshi escaped unopposed. The police could not even attempt to pursue them.”

Natsuna nodded. “I don’t understand why, Ishihara-dono. The Malice Spike two years ago showed we could work with irregular elements against forces we couldn’t handle. Now I’m out there doing the exact opposite of what my teacher did, and the public is after our blood.”

Ishihara nodded, and then reached into a drawer at his desk. “It was only two years ago, Sakurada-san, I remember it vividly. For all of that Task Force’s success, the cost in good officers and innocent people was extremely high. Even your teacher, Aki-san, acknowledged that… it’s why she gave you her position after it was all over.”

At that, Natsuna conceded with a nod.

“The situation we’re in now, with forces far more aggressive and destructive than before, requires an entirely different approach.”

He handed Natsuna a vanilla folder, which she opened and examined the contents.

“What’s this?”

“It is a plan drawn up with help from friends in the defense forces, for dealing with the Sailor Senshi and this Dark Kingdom.”

Natsuna read the file, and her eyes went wide in disbelief. She looked up at the Governor. “Ishihara-dono… this is insane.”

Ishihara nodded. “It is rather extreme, but we do not have the luxury of moderation in this case. It is only a matter of time before this fighting claims life, and I wish to mitigate that inevitable cost. What I need for that to happen, is for Tokyo’s police to be ready to act accordingly, and with all other levels of national defense.”

Natsuna stared at the folder again, trembling. “But you’re asking me to-”

“What I’m asking is can you do what is necessary for Japan, or must I replace you with someone who is capable?” Ishihara asked levelly.

Closing the folder, Natsuna took a deep breath, and then nodded. “I can do what is necessary. But I’m doing this by my way, like Inspector Aki would.”

Ishihara’s smile returned. “Then I entrust the safety of this city’s people to you, Natsuna Sakurada.”

Natsuna bowed. “Thank you, Ishihara-dono.”

Turning around, Natsuna briskly walked out of the office, the hand she held the file in trembling. As she left, Ishihara chuckled to himself.

“The girl is overcome with excitement.”


The day after their benefit show for Rui and Jun, Usagi, Naru, and Rei were in Roppongi, addressing a problem of Rei’s. She had next to no variety of clothes. Even now, she was wearing a pair of bright pink overalls and a plain white shirt. While cute, it was just unbefitting of a future model. Neither Naru nor Usagi could believe that Rei owned so little.

“Well, I’m a miko at a shrine and I go to an all girls’ school with a strict uniform policy. I never felt much need for having more than I need to wear.” Rei admitted.

Naru smiled. “Well you’re going to need to get a whole new wardrobe, not only for the photo shoot, but so you can have something to wear when you go out with your boyfriend too.”

Rei’s face turned red. “Well… yes, I guess…”

“And you’re going to need some cute underwear too. I don’t think the bastard’s going to be impressed by plain white panties, .unless he’s into that sort of thing,” Usagi teased.

“Don’t call him a bastard!” Rei snapped at her, before she reined it in. “Ah… um…”

Usagi smiled big. “Yes…?”

Rei hiked her shoulders and tapped her fingers together. “Back on the cruise, Mamoru-sama said that he liked the bikini-cut panties Ami had brought for me. C-can we get those and some bras that go with them?”

She put her hands on her cheeks to cover her intensified blush. Usagi and Naru looked to each other, before the former patted Rei on the back. “I’m going to do you one better than that.”

Usagi held up a card for Rei to see, and when she saw it she blushed. “That… that’s a card for…”

“Yes! The finest lingerie shop in Roppongi, my mother is a… preferred… customer…” Usagi trailed off as suddenly some very traumatic mental imagery returned to her.


Just as suddenly, she loudly and forcefully laughed to purge it from her thoughts.

“As I was saying: My mother has built up a lot of credit with them over the last fifteen years and let me use her card!”

She smiled to Rei. “So we’re going to buy you a lot of sexy things to leave all over the bald bastard’s bedroom floor.”

Rei was flattered again by Usagi’s supportiveness. “Oh, thank you Usagi… and stop calling him bald!”

“No.”

Naru sighed and allowed the girls to back and forth over Mamoru as they reached the lingerie shop, which happened to be across the street from one of those trendy Maid Cafés that attracted lonely young men with no social skills. Usagi had just happened to glance towards it, when something caught her eye.

“Huh?” She did a double-take, and then grinned. “Oi, Naru, you can help Rei with the shopping, ne?”

She turned and handed her card to Naru, who raised an eyebrow in curiosity. “Yes, but why…?”

“I just saw something amazing, I’ll catch right up. Help Rei pick out things and don’t seduce her.” Rei did her own double-take at that.

“Wait, what?” She asked.

“Well, unless she wants it, just remember she has a boyfriend. I’ll be back!”

Naru saluted. “Okay!”

Rei looked at Naru. “Hey!

Usagi bolted across the street as Naru ushered Rei into the lingerie shop, and went into the Maid Café. Like a woman on a mission, she walked right past the bemused greeter and across the lobby, straight towards a particularly tall maid in the middle of taking orders from a pair of foreign tourists.

“Hey Meido-chan what kind of panties are you wearing?” Usagi loudly asked as she flipped up the Maid’s skirt, revealing very sexy black panties and thigh high stockings.

Usagi stopped and stared. “Wow.”

That hesitation proved to be a mistake, as the maid promptly kicked Usagi in the chin with enough force to send her sailing through the air and then sliding across the carpeted floor to come to a stop at the feet of another shocked maid.

Lowering her leg, Makoto stared in surprise at Usagi. “What the hell, Usagi?!”

"Die alliierten haben Berlin erreicht, Galland hatte recht!" Usagi replied.

Usagi then looked up the skirt of the maid she had slid under. "Gehört die Reizwäsche zur Uniform?"

The maid squeaked in embarrassment and kicked Usagi in the head. But it was a minor tap compared to Makoto’s hit. Still hurt, though.

A few minutes later, Usagi and Makoto were sitting at a booth by the window, with Usagi all over this scandalous discovery. “Ne, why are you working at a Maid Café, anyway? And aren’t you a little young for this?”

Makoto sighed. “The manager is a friend of my probation officer, and because of my looks he said I could swing looking sixteen. Much as I don’t want this job, it pays well enough.”

Usagi hummed. “Don’t you have your parents’ money to fall back on? What about relatives?”

“That money I can’t touch until I’m eighteen, and my family’s relatives don’t hold me in high regard. You see, my Father and Mother got together against their respective families’ wishes and… well, yeah,” Miracle Maid Makoto explained.

Usagi understood what that could be like. “Bastards, all of them are. My family’s the same way, something about hating my Dad for stealing my Mom from her fiancé.”

Makoto stared at Usagi, wide-eyed. Usagi clarified. “My Dad is a very persuasive person, you see.”

“Yeah, I got that after the whole cruise thing.”

Usagi laughed. “Man that was fun, wasn’t it?”

Makoto blushed. “Yes, it was…”

She quickly changed the subject. “I’ve been meaning to ask, about Rei and that Mamoru guy. Is it a good idea to just let that happen?”

“Well, I’m not going to stop her from doing what she wants, but I will be there to help her the second there’s trouble. It’s kind of like you, except with a rich older guy instead of your other part-time gig.”

“I see.” Makoto nodded. “I guess it doesn’t seem inappropriate to you, does it?”

Usagi stared at her. “Is it inappropriate to you?”

“It just makes me uncomfortable. Rei is very, very naïve and new at all of this and I think it’s a little too soon for her to be hooking up with a guy. What if he’s taking advantage of her?” Makoto asked.

Those were valid concerns, Usagi agreed. “I made it as clear with the bastard that if he did anything to hurt her, I’d destroy him. But, much as I hate him he seems to be a genuine human being, enough that my little brother hangs out with him.”

Yeah, about that… “I wonder, Usagi, do you even really hate him? I mean, it’s more like you’re trying really hard not to throw him down, rip off his clothes, and mount him whenever you see him.”

Usagi blinked. At that moment, outside, a twenty-something man wearing a Hawaiian shirt and sporting a mostly shaved head walked by the Maid Café, glanced in the window at Usagi.

“What do you mean by that?” Usagi asked.

The man outside did a double take and turned red with fury.

“Well, whenever you two interact, he turns you into a mess of unquenchable rage and lust. He’s the only person who gets a rise out of you like that,” Makoto pointed out.

As she did, the man suddenly ran for the door of the café.

The door was then slammed open, and everyone, customer and maid alike turned their attention to him. Trembling in his berserk state, the man pointed at Usagi. “You WHORE!”

Usagi and Makoto stared at the man as he launched into a tirade. “You... you nearly killed me, wrecked my car, and made me look like a punk bitch! I’ve been all over this fucking city trying to hunt you down!”

Makoto spoke to Usagi, not taking her eyes off the man. “How many people am I going to meet with that story, Usagi?”

She looked to Usagi and found that she had lost interest and was eating a parfait. “Eh, I don’t know who this guy is.”

Makoto looked back at the man, who was practically foaming at the mouth now. “Who do you think you are? Trying to brush me off after what you did to me, you cunt?!”

Usagi took a bite of her parfait and praised its flavor with a moan. “I don’t know what did I do to you?”

“You beat me up! You dislocated my shoulder, fractured my skull, broke two of my ribs, ruptured my spleen and gave me catastrophic internal bleeding! I almost died!” he yelled.

“Jesus Christ, Usagi!” Makoto gasped.

Usagi was licking her spoon. “Ah, but you survived. You’re worthy to be my underling, you can call me Aneki.”

“I CAME TO KILL YOU, YOU DEMON BITCH!”

Usagi was holding a spoonful of the parfait up for Makoto. “Ne, ne, Mako-chan, try this, it’s good.”

Well that kindly tore it for the man, who promptly pulled out a very large knife. Usagi saw the gleam of ambient light off the blade and then remembered. “Oh! Now I remember you! You’re that one whore’s boyfriend who came to my school wanting to beat me up and sell me into sexual slavery.”

Makoto went from concerned about the knife to stone-faced anger. Usagi ate the bite she had offered to Makoto and called to the man. “On second thought nevermind, I have no use for a weakling that can’t even beat up a tiny little girl. Shoo, shoo.”

“You’re fucking dead!”

The man charged straight for Usagi to stab her with the knife, hopefully until the blade broke off in her.

Usagi looked to Makoto. “Go right ahead, it’s legally self-defense now.”

She took another bite out of her parfait, and in that same instant, Makoto was in motion. By the time Usagi pulled the cleaned spoon from her lips, the man was spinning through the air, struck with a powerful kick from Makoto. Hitting the ground, the punk barreled out the door, and onto the sidewalk outside.

The other customers and employees stared at Makoto, who adjusted her maid uniform before reciting one of the rules of the café. “A guest at our establishment will be polite and courteous to both staff and fellow guests, or they will be removed from the premises.”

Everyone broke into applause, as the authorities were quickly called on the would-be knife-wielding maniac. Sitting back down, Makoto looked to Usagi. “Did you really do all that he said you did?”

“Probably, I never bother to follow-up on the people I beat up.”

Makoto sighed. “I think I should hang around you more, just in case more people come after you for revenge or something.”

Usagi smirked. “Think you need the practice outside the dojo?”

Try as she could, Makoto couldn’t hide her own small smile. “Let’s not call it that specifically, alright?”


Back across the road at the lingerie shop, Rei marveled over a pair of panties with a cute crow print on them. “These are the best panties in the world. I want to buy eight of them.”

She then saw more examples and squealed in joy. “They come with different prints! I am going to buy eight of them!”

This was going better than Naru thought it would. Rei was enjoying herself, and not being a spaz. “Alright, but remember to get something that Mamoru might like, okay?”

Naru quickly nodded. “Of course I will, don’t worry!”

She then spotted some pajamas and headed for them. “Oh! Those look cute.”

She began to rifle through the collection, with Naru joining her side. “Hey Rei, can I ask you something?”

“Huh? What?” Rei lowered a pajama top she was examining. It was just her size.

“Not that I think it’s a bad idea, but why did you decide to accept that Shinokawa person’s offer? It took everything you had to perform in front of the crowd for Rui and Jun’s benefit–you did very well by the way. So, why jump at this? Your face is going to be all over the place, if it’s an award winner like Shinokawa.”

Rei had been holding the pajama top to her chest and imagining herself in it as Naru spoke. She hummed as she contemplated the answer. “Well, I think I can do it if you all are supporting me.”

Naru stared at Rei. “Oh?”

“I mean… before I met you guys, I didn’t really do anything except go to school and tend to the shrine. Oh, and occasionally scare people who wronged me with the crows. The boldest thing I ever did on my own was join my school’s Avian Enthusiasts Club.”

She then smiled. “But since I became Sailor Mars, I’ve been on a cruise, fought monsters, saved the day like a superhero, met a really nice guy who thinks I’m cute, and showed people that I was a really good singer and dancer. I couldn’t have done anything like that by myself.”

Rei paused. “Well, maybe the fight monsters part. It is the duty of a miko to cleanse evil wherever it may be, but… all that other stuff I couldn’t have done. So! I’m going to give being in pictures a try, because I know if anything happens you’ll be there. Just like Usagi said to Mamoru-sama.”

“Aw!” Naru was touched, and she gave Rei a hug. “You’re so sweet Rei! You’re also absolutely right!”

Rei hugged Naru back. “Thank you, Naru-chan.”

“Now then…” Naru held up a pair of very risqué panties. “You should try these on; I think Mamoru will like them.”

Rei stared at them, and went wide-eyed. “I-I think he would too.”

As the two girls rushed to the changing rooms, neither noticed a crazed Kijin Shinokawa on one of the televisions in the lingerie shop, announcing auditions for his next photo series during a fashion program.


“The Prince Park Tower is a pretty swanky place; this is where he wants to hold an audition?”

It was only two days later, and Naru, Usagi, Rei, and Ami were walking towards the upscale hotel. They weren’t the only ones who were here for a photo shoot. The lobby of the hotel was packed with people, waiting for Kijin to make his announcement. Rei looked a little crestfallen at all the women who had crowded around to take part in the auditions.

“Look at this. Where did all these people come from?”

“Ah, there’s the problem. Apparently two days ago he announced a huge photo shoot and anyone with a vagina was invited.” Usagi said as she did the sleuthing on her computer this time.

“And this many people showed up?” Naru did a double-take when she saw Haruna in the crowd. “Haruna-sensei?”

“Ah, just what we need to make the day interesting.” Usagi said before she looked to Ami and Naru. “Since it’s an open invitation, you want to take part?”

“No thanks, I have no time to prepare,” Ami said.

“I’ll pass as well. This is Rei’s time to shine,” Naru said.

Usagi nodded. “That’s right!” She then looked to Rei. “How may we assist you in securing your path to glory?”

“Um… you don’t have to do anything.” Rei was looking as though she had second thoughts. Especially when she saw how many other pretty girls there were. “In fact I think we should just go home…”

Usagi would have none of that. “What? No, we can’t go back now! You only made it this far!”

Rei hiked her shoulders, and began messing with some of her hair nervously. “But, what if I’m not even noticed…? I mean, look at all these girls…”

“Yes, but he picked you out personally! I think you have an edge over every whore here.”

Naru pointed. “Even your mother?”

“Especially my–wait, what?” Usagi looked, and there was her mother… dressed as a race queen. “Okay, what the Hell?”

“You did say everyone with a vagina was invited,” Ami noted.

“All right, now this is gone right into the uncanny valley,” Usagi said, before Kijin, who had now stepped onto a stage in front of the crowd, addressed them all.

“ART IS A BLAST!”

The crowd cheered, while Usagi made a Naruto joke that was lost in the din.

“Now, everyone receive a number from the reception desk and go to the room assigned to you. I don’t want no peeping as I am taking photos for the audition, so you will be called down when I am ready for you!”

Usagi frowned. “He seemed a lot nicer when we last saw him.”

Rei noticed this too, but more importantly she could sense darkness coming from the young man’s soul. “Usagi… let’s go to the room right now.”

The other girls looked to Rei, who turned and headed for the reception desk. Looking back to one another, the girls nodded and followed.

Up in the hotel room reserved for them, Rei quickly sat down on the floor and began to meditate, as Ami, Naru, and Usagi all sat on one of the two beds in the room. Rei began to focus and it didn’t take her long. “Yes, I’m certain now, there’s a great evil hanging around Kijin Shinokawa.”

“A possession?” Naru asked.

Usagi was not interested in having a repeat of Jun’s possession, with people getting hurt. “Okay, it’s go time.”

Rei got up, along with Ami, and the two pulled out their transformation pens as Sailor Moon thrust her hand upward.

“Mars Power, Make Up!”

“Mercury Power, Make Up!”

“Moon Prism Power, Make Up!”


Downstairs, both Haruna and Ikuko had met up at the reception desk and were on their way to get their pictures taken first. The curiosity behind the sudden gathering of women was not lost on them, which they discussed on their way to the pool.

“Fun as this is, don’t photographers looking for subjects normally go through talent agencies for these shoots?” Haruna asked Ikuko as they headed for the doors to the pool.

“Normally, but sometimes photographers don’t want to go through the trouble. Besides, he’s just a boy, maybe he wants a lot of pretty girls to look at.” Ikuko explained.

Haruna snickered. “Pretty huh? I saw a few back there that wouldn’t get their pictures posted on milk cartons.”

Ikuko laughed. “If they did, it’d curdle!”

Both women broke into laughter, and entered the pool. Kijin was there, having just finished another shoot and was checking the photos on the monitor of his camera. Looking up, he smiled in a most unnerving way.

“Good! Good! You just arrived; you’re much better looking than the last girls,” he quickly said before pointing to a backdrop, “Stand over there and pose sexily! Hurry! Go!”

Haruna was offended by the pushy young man. “Now listen here, you may be an artist but that’s no way to treat your subjects!”

“Ne, Haruna-chan, calm down. He’s an artist, he’s eccentric,” Ikuko pleaded and successfully stopped her from going into full authoritarian mode.

“Yes, and I’m a teacher. I don’t put up with that from my students, and I won’t put up with it from him,” Haruna hissed back as Ikuko led her to the backdrop.

Kijin didn’t even hear it. “Yes, be angry. It suits you. Show me ferocity, fury, be the kind of woman that men want to make into their bitch!”

Haruna glared at him, and he saw it all through the viewfinder. “Yes, just like that!”

Ikuko giggled. “He likes you when you’re angry.”

“Yes, just wait until I hulk out.”

“Oh, just go with it. It can’t be as bad as with Usagi.”

Kijin had begun snapping pictures. “No talking! Pose!”

The two women began to pose, and Kijin continued to snap pictures. With each click of the button and the snap of the shutter, he could feel it again, the rush of excitement he felt ever since he ran into a gentleman who gave him pointers for his scenery shots. What was his name again? Sanjouin?

“Yes… that’s it… beautiful! Show me the peak of your beauty!” he declared as he continued to snap pictures.

Initial discomfort aside, both Haruna and Ikuko began to get into it, moving from demure to sexy poses rather quickly.

Each one was snapped by Kijin, who loved every shot he took.

“I can feel it… an explosion of energy with every shot, each time it gets higher and higher. I come closer to the climax. Art isn’t a blast; it’s an impact, an epoch shattering event!”

Haruna stopped and stared at him. “Wait, what?”

“MY ART IS AT A CLIMAX!” he screamed as he took a final picture, and a beam of light fired from the lens.

Haruna and Ikuko had no time to react. The beam struck both in the instant the button was clicked, and both disappeared.

“Yes… yes…!” Kijin began to laugh, as an aura of energy manifested around him. He held the camera above his head. “I am a genius!”

The camera was plucked out of his hands, and Sailor Moon smacked him on the head, dropping him like a sack of bricks. “Stop that.”

Sailor Mars then threw an ofuda at Kijin’s camera. “Evil spirits begone!”

The ofuda tag hit and Sailor Moon dropped the camera as it let out a loud hiss. “Whoa, perfectly called, Sailor Mars!”

Stepping back, Sailor Moon joined Mars and Mercury as a thick black smoke rose from the camera, and took the form of the weirdest youma yet. Pale blue skin and green hair like Thetis, but… well… her shoulders…

“Wow, what’s with those shoulders?” Sailor Moon said as the youma Cameran finished her entry.

“Sailor Moon, you’re going to pay for what you did to Tesuni,” Cameran declared.

Sailor Mercury, as Cameran boasted, analyzed the youma with her computer. “Her arms are funny-looking because they seem to be modified, be careful for whatever she may have up her sleeve-!”

As Sailor Moon turned her head to chastise Sailor Mercury for the pun, Sailor Mercury suddenly disappeared from sight in a flash of light. Sailor Moon and Sailor Mars had little time to react in any dramatic fashion–they had to avoid another shot from Cameran’s palm-mounted laser.

“Sailor Mercury!” Sailor Mars shouted after she landed, only to move again even faster to avoid another shot that reflected off the pool behind her.

“Without your speedy little friend, you don’t have a chance!” Cameran mocked as she fired another blast. Rei avoided it before it left the youma’s hand.

As Cameran aimed another shot, Sailor Moon kicked her into a wall cracking it from the floor to the ceiling. “Stay moving!”

Cameran growled and pointed her hand at Sailor Moon. “You, impudent girl, say ‘cheese!’”

She fired again, but Sailor Moon had evaded, closing the distance and kicking Cameran in the stomach, knocking the youma through the wall and outside

Sailor Mars joined Sailor Moon’s side. “Sailor Moon, what happened to Mercury?”

Sailor Moon didn’t want to think about it, and wouldn’t. “Focus on beating her. But don’t kill her.”

Sailor Mars nodded, before Sailor Moon leaped into action, rushing straight for Cameran. The youma raised her hand, pointing the camera eye at Sailor Moon. “Keep your eye on the birdie!”

Sailor Moon did not, jumping up and then crashing down on Cameran with a stomp that cracked the sidewalk underneath them and caused a minor tremor that wobbled the windows of the hotel. Spectators witnessing the violent impact quickly turned and fled, while some contacted the authorities.

Jumping off Cameran, Usagi landed at the end of the sidewalk and faced the youma as she got up. Smirking, Cameran shrugged off the hit. “You’re holding back, how strange for someone powerful as you.”

Cameran’s smirk grew. “Is it because I have your friend?”

Sailor Moon got ready to attack, but Cameran waved her finger. “Now… don’t get ideas. You wouldn’t want to lose your friend forever, would you?”

When Sailor Moon hesitated, Cameran opened her hand. “You flinched.”

And then Cameran was on fire.

Mars’ Fire Soul cleared mercifully, but only so that Sailor Moon could strike her with a right-hook without being burned. Sailor Moon didn’t stop, using the Dempsey Roll and knocking Cameran from side to side with the force of her strikes.

“I’m… not… going… easy… on… you!” Sailor Moon yelled before she grabbed Cameran by the back of her head and slammed her into the ground with enough force to bury the youma up to her hips in the concrete.

She jumped away and landed next to Sailor Mars, who unleashed another incinerating Fire Soul on the youma’s exposed lower body. When she stopped, Cameran’s legs were kicking in the air.

“Do it again,” Sailor Moon, her eyes hidden by her bangs, said to Sailor Mars.

Sailor Mars nodded. “Mars Fire Soul!”

The flames engulfed Cameran again. When the attack ended, Cameran was kicking harder and trying to uproot herself.

“Do it again!” Sailor Moon commanded, her fists trembling.

Sailor Mars looked at Sailor Moon, and then back to Cameran, before she fried the youma again. When the flames cleared, her legs were charred and smoking, and now weakly kicking.

Sailor Moon walked back over to Cameran, and then stomped the ground, crushing the youma underneath. As Cameran thrashed harder, Sailor Moon leaned down. “I’m going to continue to hurt you, until you give back my friend. Only then, will I actually kill you.”

She then grabbed Cameran by the legs and yanked her from the ground. Lifting her into the air, she shook her out like a blanket, before swinging her face first into the ground, leaving a Cameran-shaped imprint in the ground, screwed up shoulders and all.

“So give!”

She slammed Cameran down again.

“Her!”

She did it again.

“BACK!”

She did it even harder than the three previous times, creating a very large crater in the ground.

Cameran lay very still, before she began to stir. Sailor Moon promptly stomped on her back over and over–each hit deepening the hole.

Sailor Mars was wide-eyed. Sailor Moon was suddenly a different person, her irreverence was completely gone, replaced with an almost frightening fury. This was what she became when her friends were in danger?

Raising her leg up high, Usagi slammed it down onto Cameran’s back a final time, causing the steep sides of the pit to collapse onto the youma, burying her. Sailor Moon stared down at the mound of Earth covering Cameran.

Usagi’s tone was frighteningly level. “Give her back. Or I will just make what’s left of your life even more unpleasant.”

Cameran’s hand suddenly shot out of the dirt, like a zombie clawing from its grave. Moving almost as fast as Mercury would, Sailor Moon jumped out of the hole and narrowly evaded the beam Cameran fired into the sky.

As Sailor Moon landed, Cameran pulled herself back up to her feet, and let out a deep laugh. “You’re holding back too much, Sailor Moon. I thought you wanted to hurt me!”

Sailor Moon kicked the ground again, kicking up a cloud of dust between her and Cameran. As the cloud grew, Sailor Moon rushed through it in a zigzag pattern before she swung a kick for Cameran’s head. Using one of her weirdly shaped shoulders, however, Cameran blocked the hit and was sent flying to the side, where she tumbled along the ground.

Spotting her, Sailor Mars, quickly raised her hands. “Mars Fire…!”

She hesitated when she saw Cameran’s opened palm pointed at her. Just as the shutter at the center of the eye opened to fire its laser, however, Sailor Moon imposed herself between Cameran and Mars, allowing the beam to strike her. In a flash of light, Sailor Moon vanished.

“Sailor Moon!” Mars screamed, as Sailor Moon vanished into thin air.

Cameran was as surprised as Sailor Mars. “What?”

She looked at the spot Sailor Moon had been standing, and then at her hand. “I got her?”

The youma smiled. “Well! That was anticlimactic.”

She then looked back towards Sailor Mars, who for all intents in purpose was frozen. Immediately, Cameran’s wits returned to her. She had to get her too before… wait.

Cameran tried, but for all of her effort she could not move. There was something else, too. “Is it… getting hotter…?”

She heard bubbling, and then looked down to see that the sidewalk under Sailor Mars’ feet had not only melted, but was red hot. She looked up from Mars’ feet, to her face, and saw that Sailor Mars’ expression was entirely blank… even as the ends of her hair and the hem of her skirt caught fire.

“Youma, give me back my friends,” Sailor Mars said, her voice dripping with anger.

Cameran’s left arm was then twisted, and snapped loudly like a dry twig right at the middle of the forearm. The youma howled in pain as the ends of the torn open limb burst into purifying flame.

Cameran trembled from the pain and tried to raise her right arm. However, the moment she attempted to move her hand, it was wrenched up and out, the limb twisted beyond its limit and her palm pointed to the sky. Cameran howled in pain.

Ignoring her cries, Sailor Mars raised her hands and began performing hand seals. “Rin! Pyo! To! Sha! Kai! Jin! Retsu! Zai! Zen!”

Each syllable Mars shouted, Cameran felt something vital inside her body from the neck down either snap into two, twist asunder, explode, implode, or ignite. It was by far the most horrific pain the youma ever experienced, and with the cry of “Zen”, the youma vomited blood that dribbled down her chin and splattered onto the ground.

Sailor Mars lowered her hands, revealing the whites of her eyes were now the color of roaring flames. “Give me back my friends… and I will let you die.”

“Nephrite…” Cameran managed to gurgle. “…Get me… out of here… Neprhite… Queen Beryl… anyone… help me…”

“Do as she says, you have completed your mission. I will see to it that you escape,” Nephrite responded in an assuring voice, to Cameran’s relief.

Cameran’s weapon began to glow, and back by the pool Haruna, Ikuko, several other girls, and Sailor Mercury reappeared unharmed. Outside, Sailor Moon reappeared as well.

Sailor Moon looked around. “Where was I just now?”

She then saw Rei, and stared. “Whoa.”

Rei’s hair had turned bright red, with most of it from the shoulders down enveloped in flame. Her skirt, gloves, and the ribbon the chest of her fuku were also on fire.

“Holy shit, Mars.”

“Good. Now die,” Sailor Mars said as she lifted her right hand palm-up. Cameran was lifted into the air at the command.

“Nephrite… hurry… please… I don’t want to die here!” Cameran pleaded.

There was no answer.

“Nephrite? Nephrite?!” Cameran screamed.

Sailor Mars closed her hand into a fist, and Cameran burst into a white flame as bright as lightning. The fire burned for only seconds before it died away, leaving nothing but dust to blow away in the wind.

Satisfied, Sailor Mars lowered her hand. The flames across her body died away, and her red hair reverted to black. She looked to Sailor Moon, and smiled. “Sailor Moon, you’re okay…”

Her eyes rolled back into her head, and Sailor Mars fainted backward right into Sailor Mercury’s arms. Sailor Moon quickly ran to them. “Sailor Mars!”

Sailor Mercury quickly checked her over, and then looked at Sailor Moon. “She’s fine, don’t worry. But I think we should get out of here to give her time to recover before…”

Mercury trailed off, and Sailor Moon looked back to see why. It was Natsuna Sakurada, alone, no SATs, no uniformed cops, no guns pointed everywhere. Looking around at the rather minimum damage this time around, the Superintendent-General sighed in relief and addressed the two conscious Senshi.

“Get out of here. We can talk later… but there’s something I have to tell you. Meet me tonight, at Haneda Airport, I’ll be alone.”

Wondering what this was about, but more concerned about Mars, Sailor Moon nodded and took Mars from Mercury. “Let’s go then.”

Sailor Mercury nodded and both Senshi leaped away. Natsuna watched them go, and then looked around the damage. “This went much better than last time.”


A little later, Sailor Mars woke up, back in the hotel room, with a concerned Usagi sitting next to her, fidgeting about. Ami had transformed back to her civilian identity as well, and had been soaking another rag to place over her forehead. “Oh… I passed out.”

She sat up, and transformed back as well with little fanfare. Just as quickly, Usagi all but pounced on Rei, bringing her back down onto the bed. “U-Usagi, hey!”

Usagi was hugging her and nuzzling her face. Rei blushed brightly. “I’m sorry for worrying you, could you please let go? You’re crushing me.”

Usagi stopped nuzzling. “Ne, I’m not that heavy.”

Both girls sat up, and Usagi was her smiling self again. “Rei that was so cool! What was that? Your hair changed color, and you were on fire, and you were like Phoenix and it was awesome!”

Rei shrugged her shoulders. “When that youma zapped you, I got really mad, just like you did when it zapped Ami.”

“No, you got even madder, when I got pissed off, my hair didn’t change color and I didn’t burst into flames,” Usagi said.

“It was like you went Super Saiyajin, my computer couldn’t keep up with your increase in power,” Ami added.

Rei’s eyes sparkled at that as she could only imagine how she looked. She hadn’t bothered to look at her reflection, after all. “S-Super Reiyajin…? Next time, someone take a picture.”

Usagi nodded. “Sure, but doing all that knocked you out for like three hours. I wouldn’t be doing it all the time.”

Rei recoiled. “It’s been three hours?!”

“Yes, but don’t worry, I booked the room for as long as we needed,” Ami assured.

“God bless the bourgeoisie,” Usagi said as she pulled Ami into the group hug.

Ami happily returned the hug, but Rei hugged the two of them the tightest, as she spoke. “You guys, I’m glad I met you all. Even though we really just met not too long ago, and we go to different schools so we can’t be together all the time… you’re my best friends. And if you’re ever in trouble again, I’m going to do everything I can for you, like you have for me.”

“Well duh.” Usagi kissed Rei on the cheek, making her squeal.

She then stood up. “We’re more than just friends! We’re comrades in victory and defeat, joy and sorrow, sickness and in health, and even beyond death!”

Usagi raised a fist to the ceiling. “What we have is an inseparable bond, and it will only grow stronger.”

Makoto, who was in the doorway of the hotel room with Naru, spoke up, “Riveting speech, but were you going to repeat it to us later, or just have the minutes passed along?”

Naru held up a pizza she picked up from one of the hotel’s restaurants. “Since the photo shoot was a bust, let’s just have a party and celebrate our victory.”

Usagi pumped her fist. “Hell yeah!”

Ami quickly got up and went for the remote. “I’ll order some movies for us to watch.”

Rei yawned. “Just no scary ones, I’m still tired.”

The girls climbed onto the bed with Rei, Naru setting down the pizza. Usagi then spoke. “Well, try to stay awake a little longer. We have to discuss our plans, for whatever the police want with us now…”

The other girls all nodded, and dug into the pizza.


In her lair, Beryl had to wear sunglasses to shield her eyes from the bright orb of energy Cameran’s death had yielded. Holding it up, she presented it to her generals and her youma, before banishing it away.

“Nephrite, you got me twice the energy you did last time. You are now fit to worship my feet.” Beryl raised a pantyhose-clad foot for emphasis.

Zoisite rolled his eyes, while Kunzite shot a brief glare at Nephrite, who was not really keen to the reward. “Ah… thank you… I guess.”

Beryl lowered her foot. “We’re now ahead of schedule, but don’t get complacent. We still have much work to do.”

“Yes, Queen Beryl.”

Beryl then turned her attention to Zoisite. “Hey, bitch boy. I have a mission for you, and if you can pull it off without fucking it up, I’ll let you have an even better one after.”

She got up, and floated down from her chair and past her generals. “You and Kunzite meet me in my quarters. Nephrite, go fuck off and do whatever, you earned the night off.”

As the two followed Beryl out, Nephrite wondered exactly what Beryl wanted from them, but he had a feeling it wasn’t just to scratch an itch.

No matter, it was already time to seed another victim with a youma, and if he recalled correctly, the stars had a perfect victim set up.

Teleporting from Beryl’s lair, he entered the interior of an old, dusty mansion hidden somewhere within Tokyo.

“Goro,” he called out, and a beautiful red-skinned, black-haired, and bikini-clad female oni appeared.

The youma folded her arms, and glared at Nephrite. “Let me guess, you want another corpse to throw at the Senshi.”

Nephrite snorted. “It’s not like that at all.”

Goro narrowed her electric blue eyes at her master. “Oh? Then why didn’t you save Cameran like you did the traitor?”

Turning away from Goro, Nephrite let out a snort. “She was beyond help. Now prepare yourself, you’ll like this target. She’s a drummer like you.”

Goro wasn’t swayed. “Don’t try to butter me up, I want a guarantee I’m not just going out to die.”

Nephrite walked away from Goro, entering the shadows of the derelict home. He called back to her. “You’re not going out just to die. In fact, I’m choosing you because I heard you’re strong.”

He stopped and looked back at her. “Prove to me you’re strong, Goro.”

The youma snorted, and spoke as arcs of electricity danced around her body. “Oh, don’t worry about that.”


In the office of the Masquerade, Mamoru, Motoki, and Jadeite were sitting in an expensively furnished lounge–a “Man Cave” if you will–watching the news of the latest battle involving the Senshi and the resulting damage.

“Something’s bugging me,” Mamoru said.

Jadeite and Motoki, the latter in the process of cleaning a pair of pistols, looked over to Mamoru. The leader of the Masquerade elaborated. “Nephrite’s a cunning person, isn’t he, and he knows you’re still alive.”

Mamoru had looked to Jadeite as he spoke. “Why hasn’t he changed his strategy, when it’s obvious that letting you live would make his mission a liability?”

Jadeite lowered the drink he’d been enjoying, and hummed. “That’s a good question.”

One that Mamoru hoped they found an answer for soon, but that went without saying. His phone, which sat on the desk next to Motoki’s pistol components, began to buzz. Looking at it, he found that it was Rei sending a text message.

Motoki saw the name on the screen before Mamoru picked it up. “Miko-chan?”

“It’s this girl who works at a shrine. I met her on the cruise.” He read the message, Rei wanted to meet sooner than they planned.

Motoki nodded. “Oh…”

Jadeite rolled his eyes. “You know, Batman remained single for a reason.”

“Much as I wish I was, I’m not Batman,” Mamoru said as he replied to her. Sure he’d meet her. “Besides, this relationship is as much business as pleasure.”

Both wondered what Mamoru meant by that, while Mamoru got a most enthusiastic reply from Rei. Smiling, he turned and looked back at the TV, where a roundtable group was debating over the hard-line stance the police was taking against the Senshi.


Elsewhere still, Kijin Shinokawa sat in his bedroom at his desk, looking at his damaged camera. He had taken it apart and put it back together twice, but it seemed to be lost and with it the pictures he’d taken today. Setting the camera down, he looked to the screen of the PC on his desk and then took up the mouse.

Opening a folder, he scrolled through numerous files until he came to his most recent pictures, the series of Rei doing her act as Reimu.

“She’s perfect, really,” he said before he picked up the phone and dialed a number. When a voice answered on the other end, Kijin spoke.

“Hello? Hey, I found another model for you. She’s a miko at the Sendai Hill Shrine. She’s pretty naïve; I think you can use that against her.” Kijin listened to the man on the other end of the line, and began dropping Rei’s pictures into a folder to email to him. “I’ll send you some shots of her, and try to keep in touch with her.”

The man on the other end of the line said something else, and then Kijin smiled. “Don’t worry about that, naïve as she is, she already seems to be kind of a slut.”


= = =


Beryl: Sometimes, things are just too good to be true. The allure of fame, fortune, and love can sometimes blind you to the fact that those who offer it only want to use you.

Nephrite: Beware of the thieves and exploiters who seek to drain you dry be it body or bank, and do so by remaining vigilant of who your true friends and loved ones are.

Beryl: Queen Beryl says! MWAHAHAHAHHAHAHA!
 

The Ero-Sennin

The Eyes of Heaven
Staff member
The Ero-Sennin wrote a Sailor Moon Fanfic!

ôThe Prince Park Tower is a pretty swanky place; this is where he wants to hold an audition?ö

It was only two days later, and Naru, Usagi, Rei, and Ami were walking towards the upscale hotel. They werenÆt the only ones who were here for a photo shoot. The lobby of the hotel was packed with people, waiting for Kijin to make his announcement. Rei looked a little crestfallen at all the women who had crowded around to take part in the auditions.

ôLook at thisàö Rei said. ôWhere did all these people come from?ö

ôAh, thereÆs the problem. Apparently two days ago he announced a huge photo shoot and anyone with a vagina was invited.ö Usagi said as she did the sleuthing on her computer this time.

ôAnd this many people showed up?ö Naru did a double-take when she saw Haruna in the crowd. ôHaruna-sensei?ö

ôAh, just what we need to make the day interesting.ö Usagi said before she looked to Ami and Naru. ôSince itÆs an open invitation, you want to take part?ö

ôNo thanks.ö Ami said. ôI have no time to prepare.ö

ôIÆll pass as well. This is ReiÆs time to shine.ö Naru said.

Usagi nodded. ôThatÆs right!ö She then looked to Rei. ôHow may we assist you in securing your path to glory?ö

ôUmàyou donÆt have to do anything.ö Rei was looking as though she had second thoughts. Especially when she saw how many other pretty girls there were. ôIn factàI think we should just go homeàö

ôWhat? No, we canÆt go back now.ö Usagi said. ôYou only made it this far!ö

Rei hiked her shoulders, and began messing with some of her hair nervously. ôBut, what if IÆm not even noticedà? I mean, look at all these girlsàö

ôYes, but he picked you out personally!ö Usagi said. ôI think you have an edge over every whore here.ö

Naru pointed. ôEven your mother?ö

ôEspecially myûwait, what.ö Usagi looked, and there was her motheràdressed as a race queen. ôOkay, what the Hell.ö

ôYou did say everyone with a vagina was invited.ö Ami noted.

ôAlright, now this is gone right into the uncanny valley.ö Usagi said, before Kijin, who had now stepped onto a stage in front of the crowd, addressed them all.

ôART IS A BLAST!ö Kijin yelled.

The crowd cheered, while Usagi made a Naruto joke that was lost in the din.

ôNow, everyone receive a number from the reception desk and go to the room assigned to you. I donÆt want no peeping as I am taking photos for the audition, so you will be called down when I am ready for you!ö He demanded.

Usagi frowned. ôHe seemed a lot nicer when we last saw him.ö

Rei noticed this too, but more importantly she could sense darkness coming from the young manÆs soul. ôUsagiàletÆs go to the room right now.ö

The other girls looked to Rei, who turned and headed for the reception desk. Looking back to one another, the girls nodded and followed.

Up in the hotel room reserved for them, Rei quickly sat down on the floor and began to meditate, as Ami, Naru, and Usagi all sat on one of the two beds in the room. Rei began to focus and it didnÆt take her long. ôYes, IÆm certain now, thereÆs a great evil hanging around Kijin Shinokawa.ö

ôA possession?ö Naru asked.

Usagi was not interested in having a repeat of JunÆs possession, with people getting hurt. ôOkay, itÆs go time.ö

Rei got up, along with Ami, and the two pulled out their transformation pens as Sailor Moon thrust her hand upward.

ôMars Power, Make Up!ö

ôMercury Power, Make Up!ö

ôMoon Prism Power, Make Up!ö

Naru quickly sat back as the three Senshi quickly transformed, assuming the forms of Sailor Mars, Sailor Mercury, and Sailor Moon. Looking between her friends, Sailor Moon nodded. ôLetÆs crash the shoot.ö


Downstairs, both Haruna and Ikuko had met up at the reception desk and were on their way to get their pictures taken first. The curiosity behind the sudden gathering of women was not lost on them, which they discussed on their way to the pool.

ôFun as this is, donÆt photographers looking for subjects normally go through talent agencies for these shoots?ö Haruna asked Ikuko as they headed for the doors to the pool.

ôNormally, but sometimes photographers donÆt want to go through the trouble. Besides, heÆs just a boy, maybe he wants a lot of pretty girls to look at.ö Ikuko explained.

Haruna snickered. ôPretty huh? I saw a few back there that wouldnÆt get their pictures posted on milk cartons.ö

Ikuko laughed. ôIf they did, itÆd curdle!ö

Both women broke into laughter, and entered the pool. Kijin was there, having just finished another shoot and was checking the photos on the monitor of his camera. Looking up, he smiled in a most unnerving way.

ôGood! Good! You just arrived; youÆre much better looking than the last girls.ö He quickly said before pointing to a backdrop. ôStand over there and pose sexily! Hurry! Go!ö

Haruna was offended by the pushy young man. ôNow listen here, you may be an artist but thatÆs no way to treat your subjects!ö

ôNe, Haruna-chan, calm down. HeÆs an artist, heÆs eccentric.ö Ikuko pleaded and successfully stopped her from going into full authoritarian mode.

ôYes, and IÆm a teacher. I donÆt put up with that from my students, and I wonÆt put up with it from him.ö Haruna hissed back as Ikuko led her to the backdrop.

Kijin didnÆt even hear it. ôYes, be angry. It suits you. Show me ferocity, fury, be the kind of woman that men want to make into their bitch!ö

Haruna glared at him, and he saw it all through the viewfinder. ôYes, just like that!ö

Ikuko giggled. ôHe likes you when youÆre angry.ö

ôYes, just wait until I hulk out.ö Haruna muttered.

ôOh, just go with it. It canÆt be as bad as with Usagi.ö Ikuko noted.

Kijin had begun snapping pictures. ôNo talking! Pose!ö

The two women began to pose, and Kijin continued to snap pictures. With each click of the button and the snap of the shutter, he could feel it again, the rush of excitement he felt ever since he ran into a gentleman who gave him pointers for his scenery shots. What was his name again? Sanjouin?

ôYesàthatÆs itàbeautiful! Show me the peak of your beauty!ö He declared as he continued to snap pictures.

Initial discomfort aside, both Haruna and Ikuko began to get into it, moving from demure to sexy poses rather quickly. Each one was snapped by Kijin, who loved every shot he took.

ôI can feel itàan explosion of energy with every shot, each time it gets higher and higher. I come closer to the climax. Art isnÆt a blast; itÆs an impact, an epoch shattering event!ö He began to rant.

Haruna stopped and stared at him. ôWait, what?ö

ôMY ART IS AT A CLIMAX!ö He screamed as he took a final picture, and a beam of light fired from the lens.

Haruna and Ikuko had no time to react. The beam struck both in the instant the button was clicked, and both disappeared.

ôYesàyesà!ö Kijin began to laugh, as an aura of energy manifested around him. He held the camera above his head. ôI am a genius!ö

The camera was plucked out of his hands, and Sailor Moon smacked him on the head, dropping him like a sack of bricks. ôStop that.ö

Sailor Mars then threw an ofuda at KijinÆs camera. ôEvil spirits begone!ö

The ofuda tag hit, and Sailor Moon dropped the camera as it let out a loud hiss. ôWhoa, perfectly called, Sailor Mars!ö

Stepping back, Sailor Moon joined Mars and Mercury as a thick black smoke rose from the camera, and took the form of the weirdest youma yet. Pale blue skin and green hair like Thetis, butàwellàher shouldersà

ôWow, whatÆs with those shoulders?ö Sailor Moon said as the youma Cameran finished her entry.

ôSailor Moon, youÆre going to pay for what you did to Tesuni.ö Cameran declared.

Sailor Mercury, as Cameran boasted, analyzed the youma with her computer. ôHer arms are funny-looking because they seem to be modified, be careful for whatever she may have up her sleeve-!ö

As Sailor Moon turned her head to chastise Sailor Mercury for the pun, Sailor Mercury suddenly disappeared from sight in a flash of light. Sailor Moon and Sailor Mars had little time to react in any dramatic fashionûthey had to avoid another shot from CameranÆs palm-mounted laser.

ôSailor Mercury!ö Sailor Mars shouted after she landed, only to move again even faster to avoid another shot that reflected off the pool behind her.

ôWithout your speedy little friend, you donÆt have a chance!ö Cameran mocked as she fired another blast. Rei avoided it before it left the youmaÆs hand.

As Cameran aimed another shot, Sailor Moon kicked her into a wall cracking it from the floor to the ceiling. ôStay moving!ö

Cameran growled and pointed her hand at Sailor Moon. ôYou, impudent girl! Say æcheeseÆ!ö

She fired again, but Sailor Moon had levaded closing the distance and kicking Cameran in the stomach, knocking the youma through the wall and outside

Sailor Mars joined Sailor MoonÆs side. ôSailor Moon, what happened to Mercury?ö

Sailor Moon didnÆt want to think about it, and wouldnÆt. ôFocus on beating her. But donÆt kill her.ö

Sailor Mars nodded, before Sailor Moon leaped into action, rushing straight for Cameran. The youma raised her hand, pointing the camera eye at Sailor Moon. ôKeep your eye on the birdie!ö

Sailor Moon did not, jumping up and then crashing down on Cameran with a stomp that cracked the sidewalk underneath them and caused a minor tremor that wobbled the windows of the hotel. Spectators witnessing the violent impact quickly turned and fled, while some contacted the authorities.

Jumping off Cameran, Usagi landed at the end of the sidewalk and faced the youma as she got up. Smirking, Cameran shrugged off the hit. ôYouÆre holding back, how strange for someone powerful as you.ö

CameranÆs smirk grew. ôIs it because I have your friend?ö

Sailor Moon got ready to attack, but Cameran waved her finger. ôNowàdonÆt get ideas. You wouldnÆt want to lose your friend forever, would you?ö

When Sailor Moon hesitated, Cameran opened her hand. ôYou flinched.ö

And then Cameran was on fire.

MarsÆ Fire Soul cleared mercifully, but only so that Sailor Moon could strike her with a right-hook without being burned. Sailor Moon didnÆt stop, using the Dempsey Roll and knocking Cameran from side to side with the force of her strikes.

ôIÆmànotàgoingàeasyàonàyou!ö Sailor Moon yelled before she grabbed Cameran by the back of her head and slammed her into the ground with enough force to bury the youma up to her hips in the concrete.

She jumped away and landed next to Sailor Mars, who unleashed another incinerating Fire Soul on the youmaÆs exposed lower body. When she stopped, CameranÆs legs were kicking in the air.

ôDo it again.ö Sailor Moon, her eyes hidden by her bangs, said to Sailor Mars.

Sailor Mars nodded. ôMars Fire Soul!ö

The flames engulfed Cameran again. When the attack ended, Cameran was kicking harder and trying to uproot herself.

ôDo it again!ö Sailor Moon commanded, her fists trembling.

Sailor Mars looked at Sailor Moon, and then back to Cameran, before she fried the youma again. When the flames cleared, her legs were charred and smoking, and now weakly kicking.

Sailor Moon walked back over to Cameran, and then stomped the ground, crushing the youma underneath. As Cameran thrashed harder, Sailor Moon leaned down. ôIÆm going to continue to hurt you, until you give back my friend. Only then, will I actually kill you.ö

She then grabbed Cameran by the legs and yanked her from the ground. Lifting her into the air, she shook her out like a blanket, before swinging her face first into the ground, leaving a Cameran-shaped imprint in the ground, screwed up shoulders and all.

ôSo giveà!ö She slammed Cameran down again.

ôHerà!ö She did it again.

ôàBACK!ö She did it even harder than the three previous times, creating a very large crater in the ground.

Cameran lay very still, before she began to stir. Sailor Moon promptly stomped on her back over and overûeach hit deepening the hole.

Sailor Mars was wide-eyed. Sailor Moon was suddenly a different person, her irreverence was completely gone, replaced with an almost frightening fury. This was what she became when her friends were in danger?

Raising her leg up high, Usagi slammed it down onto CameranÆs back a final time, causing the steep sides of the pit to collapse onto the youma, burying her. Sailor Moon stared down at the mound of Earth covering Cameran.

ôGive her back.ö Usagi said in a frighteningly level tone. ôOr I will just make whatÆs left of your life even more unpleasant.ö

CameranÆs hand suddenly shot out of the dirt, like a zombie clawing from its grave. Moving almost as fast as Mercury would, Sailor Moon jumped out of the hole and narrowly evaded the beam Cameran fired into the sky.

As Sailor Moon landed, Cameran pulled herself back up to her feet, and let out a deep laugh. ôYouÆre holding back too much, Sailor Moon. I thought you wanted to hurt me!ö

Sailor Moon kicked the ground again, kicking up a cloud of dust between her and Cameran. As the cloud grew, Sailor Moon rushed through it in a zigzag pattern before she swung a kick for CameranÆs head. Using one of her weirdly shaped shoulders, however, Cameran blocked the hit and was sent flying to the side, where she tumbled along the ground.

Spotting her, Sailor Mars, quickly raised her hands. ôMars Fireà!ö

She hesitated when she saw CameranÆs opened palm pointed at her. Just as the shutter at the center of the eye opened to fire its laser, however, Sailor Moon imposed herself between Cameran and Mars, allowing the beam to strike her. In a flash of light, Sailor Moon vanished.

ôSailor Moon!ö Mars screamed, as Sailor Moon vanished into thin air.

Cameran was as surprised as Sailor Mars. ôWhat?ö

She looked at the spot Sailor Moon had been standing, and then at her hand. ôI got her?ö

The youma smiled. ôWell! That was anticlimactic.ö

She then looked back towards Sailor Mars, who for all intents in purpose was frozen. Immediately, CameranÆs wits returned to her. She had to get her too beforeàwait.

Cameran tried, but for all of her effort she could not move. ôWhy canÆt I move? Why canÆt Ià?ö

She heard bubbling, and then looked down to see that the sidewalk under Sailor MarsÆ feet had not only melted, but was red hot. She looked up from MarsÆ feet, to her face, and saw that Sailor MarsÆ expression was entirely blankàeven as the ends of her hair and the hem of her skirt caught fire.

ôYouma, give me back my friends.ö Sailor Mars said, her voice dripping with anger.

CameranÆs left arm was then twisted, and snapped loudly like a dry twig right at the middle of the forearm. The youma howled in pain as the ends of the torn open limb burst into purifying flame.

Cameran trembled from the pain and tried to raise her right arm. However, the moment she attempted to move her hand, it was wrenched up and out, the limb twisted beyond its limit and her palm pointed to the sky. Cameran howled in pain.

Ignoring her cries, Sailor Mars raised her hands and began performing hand seals. ôRin! Pyo! To! Sha! Kai! Jin! Retsu! Zai! Zen!ö

Each syllable Mars shouted, Cameran felt something vital inside her body from the neck down either snap into two, twist asunder, explode, implode, or ignite. It was by far the most horrific pain the youma ever experienced, and with the cry of ôZenö, the youma vomited blood that dribbled down her chin and splattered onto the ground.

Sailor Mars lowered her hands, revealing the whites of her eyes were now the color of roaring flames. ôGive me back my friendsàand I will let you die.ö

ôNephriteàö Cameran managed to gurgle. ôàGet meàout of hereàNeprhiteàQueen Berylàanyoneàhelp meàö

ôDo as she says, you have completed your mission. I will see to it that you escape.ö Nephrite responded in an assuring voice, to CameranÆs relief.

CameranÆs weapon began to glow, and back by the pool Haruna, Ikuko, several other girls, and Sailor Mercury reappeared unharmed. Outside, Sailor Moon reappeared as well.

Sailor Moon looked around. ôWhere was I just now?ö

She then saw Rei, and stared. ôWhoa.ö

ReiÆs hair had turned bright red, with most of it from the shoulders down enveloped in flame. Her skirt, gloves, and the ribbon the chest of her fuku were also on fire.

ôHoly shit, Mars.ö Sailor Moon said.

ôGood. Now die.ö Sailor Mars said as she lifted her right hand palm-up. Cameran was lifted into the air at the command.

ôNephriteàhurryàpleaseàI donÆt want to die here!ö Cameran pleaded.

There was no answer.

ôNephrite?ö Nephrite!ö Cameran screamed.

Sailor Mars closed her hand into a fist, and Cameran burst into a white flame as bright as lightning. The fire burned for only seconds before it died away, leaving nothing but dust to blow away in the wind.

Satisfied, Sailor Mars lowered her hand. The flames across her body died away, and her red hair reverted to black. She looked to Sailor Moon, and smiled. ôSailor Moon, youÆre okayàö

Her eyes rolled back into her head, and Sailor Mars fainted backward right into Sailor MercuryÆs arms. Sailor Moon quickly ran to them. ôSailor Mars!ö

Sailor Mercury quickly checked her over, and then looked at Sailor Moon. ôSheÆs fine, donÆt worry. But I think we should get out of here to give her time to recover beforeàö

Mercury trailed off, and Sailor Moon looked back to see why. It was Natsuna Sakurada, alone, no SATs, no uniformed cops, no guns pointed everywhere. Looking around at the rather minimum damage this time around, the Superintendent-General sighed in relief and addressed the two conscious Senshi.

ôGet out of here. We can talk lateràbut thereÆs something I have to tell you. Meet me tonight, at Haneda Airport, IÆll be alone.ö

Wondering what this was about, but more concerned about Mars, Sailor Moon nodded and took Mars from Mercury. ôLetÆs go then.ö

Sailor Mercury nodded and both Senshi leaped away. Natsuna watched them go, and then looked around the damage. ôThis went much better than last time.ö


A little later, Sailor Mars woke up, back in the hotel room, with a concerned Usagi sitting next to her, fidgeting about. Ami had transformed back to her civilian identity as well, and had been soaking another rag to place over her forehead. ôOhàI passed out.ö

She sat up, and transformed back as well with little fanfare. Just as quickly, Usagi all but pounced on Rei, bringing her back down onto the bed. ôU-Usagi, hey!ö

Usagi was hugging her and nuzzling her face. Rei blushed brightly. ôIÆm sorry for worrying you, could you please let go? YouÆre crushing me.ö

Usagi stopped nuzzling. ôNe, IÆm not that heavy.ö

Both girls sat up, and Usagi was her smiling self again. ôRei that was so cool! What was that? Your hair changed color, and you were on fire, and you were like Phoenix and it was awesome!ö

Rei shrugged her shoulders. ôWhen that youma zapped you, I got really mad, just like you did when it zapped Ami.ö

ôNo, you got even madder, when I got pissed off, my hair didnÆt change color and I didnÆt burst into flames.ö Usagi pointed out.

ôIt was like you went Super Saiyajin, my computer couldnÆt keep up with your increase in power.ö Ami said.

ReiÆs eyes sparkled at that as she could only imagine how she looked. She hadnÆt bothered to look at her reflection, after all. ôS-Super Reiyajinà? Next time, someone take a picture.ö

Usagi nodded. ôSure, but doing all that knocked you out for like three hours. I wouldnÆt be doing it all the time.ö

Rei recoiled. ôItÆs been three hours?ö

ôYes, but donÆt worry, I booked the room for as long as we needed.ö Ami said.

ôGod bless the bourgeoisie.ö Usagi said as she pulled Ami into the group hug.

Ami happily returned the hug, but Rei hugged the two of them the tightest, as she spoke. ôYou guys, IÆm glad I met you all. Even though we really just met not too long ago, and we go to different schools so we canÆt be together all the timeàyouÆre my best friends. And if youÆre ever in trouble again, IÆm going to do everything I can for you, like you have for me.ö

ôWell duh.ö Usagi kissed Rei on the cheek, making her squeal.

She then stood up. ôWeÆre more than just friends! WeÆre comrades in victory and defeat, joy and sorrow, sickness and in health, and even beyond death!ö

Usagi raised a fist to the ceiling. ôWhat we have is an inseparable bond, and it will only grow stronger.ö

Makoto, who was in the doorway of the hotel room with Naru, then spoke up. ôRiveting speech, but were you going to repeat it to us later, or just have the minutes passed along?ö

Naru held up a pizza she picked up from one of the hotelÆs restaurants. ôSince the photo shoot was a bust, letÆs just have a party and celebrate our victory.ö

Usagi pumped her fist. ôHell yeah!ö

Ami quickly got up and went for the remote. ôIÆll order some movies for us to watch.ö

Rei yawned. ôJust no scary ones, IÆm still tired.ö

The girls climbed onto the bed with Rei, Naru setting down the pizza. Usagi then spoke. ôWell, try to stay awake a little longer. We have to discuss our plans, for whatever the police want with us nowàö

The other girls all nodded, and dug into the pizza.


In her lair, Beryl had to wear sunglasses to shield her eyes from the bright orb of energy CameranÆs death had yielded. Holding it up, she presented it to her generals and her youma, before banishing it away.

ôNephrite, you got me twice the energy you did last time. You are now fit to worship my feet.ö Beryl raised a pantyhose-clad foot for emphasis.

Zoisite rolled his eyes, while Kunzite shot a brief glare at Nephrite, who was not really keen to the reward. ôAhàthank youàI guess.ö

Beryl lowered her foot. ôWeÆre now ahead of schedule, but donÆt get complacent. We still have much work to do.ö

ôYes, Queen Beryl.ö Nephrite replied.

Beryl then turned her attention to Zoisite. ôHey, bitch boy. I have a mission for you, and if you can pull it off without fucking it up, IÆll let you have an even better one after.ö

She got up, and floated down from her chair and past her generals. ôYou and Kunzite meet me in my quarters. Nephrite, go fuck off and do whatever, you earned the night off.ö

As the two followed Beryl out, Nephrite wondered exactly what Beryl wanted from them, but he had a feeling it wasnÆt just to scratch an itch.

No matter, it was already time to seed another victim with a youma, and if he recalled correctly, the stars had a perfect victim set up.

Teleporting from BerylÆs lair, he entered the interior of an old, dusty mansion hidden somewhere within Tokyo.

ôGoro.ö He called out, and a beautiful red-skinned, black-haired, and bikini-clad female oni appeared.

The youma folded her arms, and glared at Nephrite. ôLet me guess, you want another corpse to throw at the Senshi.ö

Nephrite snorted. ôItÆs not like that at all.ö

Goro narrowed her electric blue eyes at her master. ôOh? Then why didnÆt you save Cameran like you did the traitor?ö

Turning away from Goro, Nephrite let out a snort. ôShe was beyond help. Now prepare yourself, youÆll like this target. SheÆs a drummer like you.ö

Goro wasnÆt swayed. ôDonÆt try to butter me up, I want a guarantee IÆm not just going out to die.ö

Nephrite walked away from Goro, entering the shadows of the derelict home. He called back to her. ôYouÆre not going out just to die. In fact, IÆm choosing you because I heard youÆre strong.ö

He stopped and looked back at her. ôProve to me youÆre strong, Goro.ö

The youma snorted, and spoke as arcs of electricity danced around her body. ôOh, donÆt worry about that.ö


In the office of the Masquerade, Mamoru, Motoki, and Jadeite were sitting in an expensively furnished loungeûa ôMan Caveö if you willûwatching the news of the latest battle involving the Senshi and the resulting damage.

ôSomethingÆs bugging me.ö Mamoru said.

Jadeite and Motoki, the latter in the process of cleaning a pair of pistols, looked over to Mamoru. The leader of the Masquerade elaborated. ôNephriteÆs a cunning person, isnÆt he, and he knows youÆre still alive.ö

Mamoru had looked to Jadeite as he spoke. ôWhy hasnÆt he changed his strategy, when itÆs obvious that letting you live would make his mission a liability?ö

Jadeite lowered the drink heÆd been enjoying, and hummed. ôThatÆs a good question.ö

One that Mamoru hoped they found an answer for soon, but that went without saying. His phone, which sat on the desk next to MotokiÆs pistol components, began to buzz. Looking at it, he found that it was Rei sending a text message.

Motoki saw the name on the screen before Mamoru picked it up. ôMiko-chan?ö

ôItÆs this girl who works at a shrine. I met her on the cruise.ö He read the message, Rei wanted to meet sooner than they planned.

Motoki nodded. ôOhàö

Jadeite rolled his eyes. ôYou know, Batman remained single for a reason.ö

ôMuch as I wish I was, IÆm not Batman.ö Mamoru said as he replied to her. Sure heÆd meet her. ôBesides, this relationship is as much business as pleasure.ö

Both wondered what Mamoru meant by that, while Mamoru got a most enthusiastic reply from Rei. Smiling, he turned and looked back at the TV, where a roundtable group was debating over the hard-line stance the police was taking against the Senshi.


Elsewhere still, Kijin Shinokawa sat in his bedroom at his desk, looking at his damaged camera. He had taken it apart and put it back together twice, but it seemed to be lost and with it the pictures heÆd taken today. Setting the camera down, he looked to the screen of the PC on his desk and then took up the mouse.

Opening a folder, he scrolled through numerous files until he came to his most recent pictures, the series of Rei doing her act as Reimu.

ôSheÆs perfect, really.ö He said before he picked up the phone and dialed a number. When a voice answered on the other end, Kijin spoke.

ôHello? Hey, I found another model for you. SheÆs a miko at the Sendai Hill Shrine. SheÆs pretty na´ve; I think you can use that against her.ö Kijin listened to the man on the other end of the line, and began dropping ReiÆs pictures into a folder to email to him. ôIÆll send you some shots of her, and try to keep in touch with her.ö

The man on the other end of the line said something else, and then Kijin smiled. ôDonÆt worry about that, na´ve as she is, she already seems to be kind of a slut.ö


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Beryl: Sometimes, things are just too good to be true. The allure of fame, fortune, and love can sometimes blind you to the fact that those who offer it only want to use you.

Nephrite: Beware of the thieves and exploiters who seek to drain you dry be it body or bank, and do so by remaining vigilant of who your true friends and loved ones are.

Beryl: Queen Beryl says! MWAHAHAHAHHAHAHA!


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Huh...I wonder what's going to happen next?
 

Seiya

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The Ero-Sennin wrote a Sailor Moon Fanfic!

The Ero-Sennin said:
Seiya, I'm convinced that you're the only one in the Sailor Moon section I can count on.
I'm the only one you need to count on. :p

You promised me awesome Rei and you delivered.
 
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