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Disclaimer: Sailor Moon, now? This author’s tastes are so 90s.
Beautiful Destroyer Sailor Moon
A Soldier is drafted
The first paragraph is best read as though narrated by the Ghost of Christmas Past from the Future.
[1.]
Thousands of years ago, before the Egyptians constructed their pyramids through sensible building techniques that our arrogant modern society could not imagine possible, there was the Silver Moon Kingdom ruled by the benevolent Queen Serenity. This Kingdom, perfect in nearly every way, existed to help the people of Earth advance into a fine, long-lived society like their own where they would know no war, no strife, and join the larger universe that waited for them, and all was well… until Queen Metalia erupted from the sun and spurred the Earth to bite off the hand that fed them. Everyone died, and the sole survivor, Queen Serenity, used the last of her strength to ensure that all that was lost would be reborn again in the future, including her daughter, whom with her last breaths she entrusted with finishing what her kingdom had set out to do…
Ten Thousand years later, fourteen year old Usagi Tsukino sat in front of the television, watching her favorite television series ever. Trapped in a burning ruin, her hero Kamen Raider was in a pinch. However, having seen it a hundred times, she knew exactly what he was going to say and do next.
“If you give up, then all is lost,†she said with the mask and scarf wearing hero, “Look hard enough and you’ll find a way to succeed!â€
The heroic theme began to play, as Usagi giddily watched her hero smash his way out of the burning ruins along with his partner, right in time to take on the monster of the week. Usagi threw her fist into the air and jumped to her feet. “Go get him, Raider! Bring upon him the might of justice!â€
She began throwing punches and kicks, perfectly mirroring the motions of the henshin hero on television as he delivered a Level 3 Old School Beatdown on the monster. “Ha! Hi-yah! Take that, you bastard!â€
In her enthusiasm, she kicked her Father in the face, and dropped him on his back like a raging wolf. “Oh… oh crap, sorry Dad!â€
“Usagi-chan… why can’t you watch normal television shows for a girl your age?†Her exasperated Father asked. It was a reasonable question, teenage girls did not normally watch thirty year old live action shows aimed at ten year old boys.
“A better question is why are you watching your old tapes when you should be going to school?†Her mother demanded, causing Usagi to jump.
“I needed to get psyched up, Mom! We have tests today!†Usagi pleaded as she quickly paused and ejected the tape. “I can’t go into that without the support of Kamen Raider!â€
“And what would Kamen Raider say of you being late for school?†Her mother noted.
In a split second, Usagi was out the door and running down the street, leaving a trail of dust behind her and flipping up the skirt of her next door neighbor and best friend Naru Osaka as she raced by. Naru sighed; there she went, in a blind hurry when she seemed on time for once.
“I won’t be late I won’t be late I won’t be late I won’t be late!†she kept chanting as she rounded the corner from her street and prepared to make the final charge uphill for her school. Just as she was about to let the VTEC kick in, a desperate and loud meow stopped her in her tracks. She immediately turned around, and saw in front of the local gas station a group of kids tormenting a cat. She frowned at this, and began walking over.
From the second she awakened, Luna knew her mission and its absolute importance: Finding Sailor Moon, the other Senshi, and the Silver Crystal, and defeating the lurking evil of the Dark Kingdom before Metalia reemerged and swallowed the Earth. With that in mind, she searched Japan high and low for her first and foremost objective: the girl who would become Sailor Moon. Being a cat, though, it was only a matter of time before she ran into trouble, and that was in the form of a trio of delinquents who seemed to have nothing better to do than torment a poor animal.
“What a stupid cat, why does it have a Band-Aid on its face?†One of the kids laughed as he poked Luna with a stick, his well-learned yet psychotic accomplice immediately corrected him.
“It’s an adhesive bandage,†he noted.
The third youth looked over as he tugged on Luna’s tail. “A what?â€
“Band-Aid is the name of the brand, not the device itself. The actual name is adhesive bandage. Now gimme that rock, I wanna crack its head open and post the pictures on 4chan to make those mouth-breathing Americans rage,†the future serial killer and troll said, grossly unaware of what thunder he threatened to call down on himself. He’d never know, because Usagi kicked him in the back of the head, driving his face into the other boy’s. “OW!â€
“Leave it alone, you future serial something or others!†she yelled as she whacked the third boy with her bag, knocking out one of his baby teeth. All three immediately scrambled away from Usagi.
“Oh no, it’s that creepy Aryan girl!†one of the boys yelled. Taking offense to that, Usagi picked up a rock and threw it at him.
She smiled when the rock hit its mark and the boy began bawling. “That’s right; make way for the Homo Superior!â€
As the children fled, Usagi reached down and gingerly picked up the cat. She examined her and hummed. “An adhesive bandage, huh? Who would put that on a cat’s head, it seems cruel.â€
Very carefully, she removed the bandage from Luna’s forehead and examined it. “A yellow crescent mark on an otherwise darkly colored cat, how unusual.â€
Staring Usagi came to a conclusion that Luna did not expect. “You’re a magical cat, aren’t you?â€
Luna stiffened and stared at the girl wide-eyed.
“Yes! That must be it! And our meeting must be destiny, and I'm really supposed to be a real magical girl, with the power to save everyone's smiles!â€
Baffled at Usagi getting it in one, Luna continued to stare before she noticed the passer-bys who’d begun gawking at Usagi talking loudly to a cat. Usagi seemed to notice this as well, as she put on a big smile. “Or I'm just a crazy teenager talking to a cat in public.â€
She looked at the staring pedestrians, before her expression darkened. “Hey! Do I stare at you when you’re acting like a lunatic?â€
The crowd was consumed by an awkward silence, before Usagi pointed off to the side, her eyes shut and her shoulders hiked. “Get out of here…â€
As she pointed, Luna sprung from her grip and stared at her before running away and just past Naru’s feet as she walked over. “Hey Usagi, is um… everything alright?â€
“The nerve of some people…†Usagi grumbled before she noticed Naru. “Good Morning, Naru!â€
“You were talking to a cat; did you take anything out of your parents’ medical cabinet again?†Naru asked.
With an entirely straight face, Usagi shook her head. “No, my Dad’s Vicodin prescription ran out two days ago.†At Naru’s perfectly aghast look, she gave her a flat look. “I was joking, Naru-chan.â€
Naru went from aghast to skeptical. “I can’t tell with you, Usagi…â€
That seemed to offend Usagi down to the core. “I do not pop vics!†She crossed her arms indignantly and looked away. “I prefer Loritab.â€
Naru gave Usagi a scrutinizing look as they began walking. “You’re still joking, right?â€
Usagi stared back. “Of course, now come on.â€
As the two departed, Luna peered from around a corner and watched the girls go. In her Mau heart of hearts, she desperately hoped that strange, frightening girl was not who she sensed it was.
Usagi Tsukino’s madness was a well known subject at the school. She was a teenaged girl who watched tokusatsu, picked fights with boys twice her size (and won them), and regularly went off on tangents that could be described as incomprehensible at best. Being Usagi’s best (if not only) friend and caring for her deeply, Naru had only her best interests in mind when she tried to rein in or cover for her behavior. Naturally this had no effect whatsoever.
“Did you hear that Tsukino beat up some grade school kids and ranted about magical girls to a cat today?â€
“Not surprising, she does do drugs from her parents’ medicine cabinet.â€
Overhearing the gossip machine revving up for the day, Naru quickly turned to the girls who were already going over the morning scandal. “That’s not what happened! Those kids were trying to kill that poor thing and Usagi just made a joke about magical animals!â€
One of the gossipers shook her head. “No way, that sounds entirely too reasonable for Dango-head.â€
“She probably tried to eat the cat after.†Another girl said. “She’s unhinged like that.â€
Naru tried to argue otherwise, but Usagi–seated at her desk with her head down on it–stopped her with a tug on her skirt. “Oi, you shouldn't try to cover for me, everyone knows I'm dangerously unstable.â€
Turning to face her, Naru pouted. “But Usagi, they just talk about you all the time!â€
“Meh, let them… it’s not like the opinion of whores ever mattered to me,†Usagi said loud enough for the gossip folks to hear it, and turn piercing glares that bounced off her thick armor of “I don’t give a shitâ€.
Naru sighed. “I’m your friend, I want to defend you.â€
Usagi smiled. “And for that I’m grateful, but don’t stick your neck out too far for me okay? I’m a big girl, I can handle myself.â€
“Yeah, lard-ass doesn’t need her little lapdog bitch to try to cover for her,†One of the aforementioned whores noted.
Usagi sat up and pointed at the whore. “Whore, you will meet me behind the equipment shed so I can educate you proper.â€
The whore snorted. “Bring it, bitch. My boyfriend is a serious gangster in Roppongi, you macho dyke!â€
Usagi let out a dismissive snort. “I’ll beat him over the head with you.â€
Naru stared. “I thought their opinions didn’t matter.â€
“Their opinions of me don’t matter, but once they mess with my friends then they’re dog food.†Usagi stared at the offender. “Now if you don’t mind, I have to go beat up a whore, beat up her boyfriend, and take over his gang.â€
“Like hell you will!†the whore snapped.
While touched that Usagi would stand up for her like that, things were escalating. “Usagi, don’t do it, you already have enough trouble keeping up on your schoolwork, you can’t just go run a gang. Besides, that’d make you a criminal.â€
At that moment, Umino Gurio reared his nerdy head and produced the random useless fact of the day. “But you can’t argue that Yakuza related activities are extremely profitable, and there seems to be an uptrend in successful organized crime operations run by women, with one notorious example being Russia’s Hotel…â€
“Don’t encourage her, Umino!†Naru exclaimed.
“It’s what the data says, and schoolgirl gangs are up and coming in Japan…†Umino kept going despite the clear and present threat to his well-being.
“Umino gets me.†Usagi said. “Thanks Umino, for understanding what I’m trying to go for here by taking over this whore’s boyfriend’s gang.â€
The whore sputtered in disbelief at Usagi’s candidness. “You yanki bitch…â€
“Usagi, Umino is a greasy, perverse deviant.†Naru said, every word driving a stake into Umino’s pure and honest heart beyond the notice of everyone else.
Bored of the thought of violence, Usagi latched onto the new subject exactly as Naru planned. “Well yes, but that’s nothing to be ashamed of.â€
Umino didn’t know if he felt insulted or not. Naru quickly reminded him. “Yes it is!â€
Usagi’s rebuttal was classic deranged Usagi. “The only thing that makes it seem shameful is this illusion that we Japanese have moral standards that need to be upheld, when it’s clear we’re just a bunch of perverts waiting for the gun to sound to commence the orgy.†Everyone stared at her, and she narrowed her eyes. “And you all know it's true.â€
It was, but they all had their pride. Naru cleared her throat. “Excuse her; she hasn’t had her Vicodin today.â€
“Loritab!†Usagi corrected, before she captured a bottle of said pills tossed by another student. “Thanks, and thank you for proving my point.â€
Naru sagged. “Why do I defend you?â€
“Because you’re my friend and you love me.†Usagi said. “Don’t worry Naru-chan, I’m not using drugs, I sell them.†Naru buried her face in her palm as Usagi smiled and winked to the studio audience and cameras in her mind. “Usagi-chan says: ‘Drugs are bad, unless you can make a profit’!â€
Umino followed her line of sight, and then looked back to Usagi. “Who are you talking to?â€
“Shut up,†Usagi replied, still smiling.
Tests taken and a whore beaten behind the school’s gym equipment shed, Usagi and Naru walked towards the direction of home, the former sighing deeply as she wiped the blood from her hands. Usagi looked over to Naru and let out a wistful sigh. “Naru-chan, why do you suppose I act out like I do in school?â€
Naru stared at her, and a solid thirty seconds passed before Usagi gave in. “Fine, why do you suppose I act out in general?â€
“I couldn’t tell you maybe you really are insane?â€
“Maybe… maybe…†Usagi said before she looked down at her blood-stained hands. “I know the Martial Arts classes aren’t helping.â€
“No they’re not.†That poor whore would have to tell her parents she fell down some stairs; mouth first… about a dozen times. “Who knows, maybe you’re so insane that none of this is real, and that I’m just another figment of your delusions.â€
Usagi smiled. “Nonsense, if I were, then I couldn’t do this!†She flipped up Naru’s skirt, revealing bunny-print panties for the world behind her to see. “Huh, you got kind of a Freudian thing going on there, Naru-chan.â€
Naru forced down her skirt. “Usagi!â€
“Relax, no one saw except for me and the pervert stalking us.†She looked back at the greasy, filthy otaku armed with a cell phone camera. “You get a good shot there, Dracula-san?â€
The pervert gave a thumb’s up, and Usagi promptly broke it with a kick before descending upon the rest of his person with an unholy beating that cannot be described for the sensibilities of the readers. With blood all over her right leg up to mid-thigh, Usagi wiped the sole of her shoe off on the man’s tattered and stained Rei Ayanami T-shirt. “That Naru-chan is how you break your foot off in a motherfucker’s ass.â€
“Thanks I guess,†the ever sympathetic Naru said as she offered Usagi a handkerchief. “You know, maybe you act out so much because you’re restless.â€
Usagi hummed. “Restless?â€
“Yeah, you have all of this energy, and you want to put it towards something, but when you do it’s not enough. You want to be something bigger than you are now… but you don’t know what it is.†Naru noted.
That actually made a lot of sense to Usagi, and that said a lot about a girl who thought in the most abstract ways imaginable simply to entertain herself. “That makes sense, and it kind of depresses me at the same time. What if I never find what that thing is?â€
“Aw, I didn’t want to make you feel bad. I’m sure that one day you’ll find that calling.†Naru takes Usagi by the arm. “Come on! I know what’ll cheer you up, let’s go to my jewelry store and ogle the wares.â€
Usagi brightened at that. “Sure, just let me get some cash first.â€
Looking around, Usagi walked over to the beaten otaku and began to rifle through his pockets, scoring a few hundred thousand yen, his credit cards, and his expensive cell phone. The pervert stared up at her. “You’re a monster-â€
“-Said the man taking up-skirt pictures of teenage girls.†She smiled sadistically. Once she acquired her funds, she stomped on the man’s genitals and dropped the bottle of pills she got in school into his hand. “Thank you very much, shit head!â€
She walked over to Naru, who is not as horrified as one would expect the sensible best friend to be, and took her arm. “I hate perverts. I always wear shorts under my skirt just to avoid them.†She looked to the audience in her head again. “Usagi-chan says: ‘The worst perverts will sexualize anything and attempt to slake their disgusting lusts on the innocent. Beat them and rob them, it's what God demands’.â€
“You know,†Naru said as they kept walking, “I don’t know why you do that.â€
Neither noticed the completely horrified cat watching them.
The crowds at Osa-P Jewelers set off a flag in Usagi’s head as they reached the store, as did the signs denoting prices from fifty percent to ninety percent off all jewelry in store. She was no economist, but she knew that generally when sales like this were going on, a store was either opening or going out of business. Braving the crowd, Usagi and Naru entered the store. There were women everywhere, happily trying on the jewelry and showing off to their friends and total strangers who repaid the gesture in kind.
“Oh wow!†Naru said as she pulled Usagi over to the front counter. “Look at the display she’s got today, isn’t it wonderful Usagi?â€
Usagi shrugged her shoulders. “Material possessions are merely filler for the empty soul.â€
Naru stared at her. “You say this. You, who owns every incarnation of Kamen Raider except for Shin Kamen, says this?â€
“Kamen Raider transcends materialism!†Usagi vehemently retorted, before Naru’s mother came over. “Hello Osaka-san.â€
“Hello Usagi-chan, Naru-chan!†Naru’s mother cheerfully called. “Enjoying the sale?â€
“Yes!†Naru replied excitedly. “You said there was going to be a sale but I had no idea that it was going to be this big, it’s just crazy!â€
Usagi looked at a price tag for a reasonably valuable diamond ring. Crazy was kind of an understatement. “Osaka-san, are you really only offering twenty thousand yen for this diamond ring?â€
Naru went wide-eyed and looked. “It’s only twenty thousand yen?!â€
All Hell broke loose when the other patrons heard Naru’s exclamation. Before she or Naru could react, a very large woman knocked them over, setting off the entirety of the LA Riots inside Osa-P as dozens of bling-batty women tried to grab the cheap but shiny. Watching the melee go on in front of her, Naru’s Mom smiled darkly as the rampant energy expended by the crowd left them through the cursed jewelry samples they wore and fed into the gorgeous necklace she wore around her neck.
An unspecified distance away, in a dark cavern, a blonde pretty boy in a military uniform held out his hand and smiled as the energy drawing to Naru’s Mom began to collect in an orb above the palm of his hand. The pretty boy, a General of the Dark Kingdom by the name of Jadeite, watched through the swirling vapors the riot going on in the store.
“Very good Morga, continue to gather energy at this pace and the Dark Kingdom’s revival will come much sooner than expected,†he said via a telepathic link to his youma.
The dark smile Osaka’s Mom wore became downright sinister at that. Just before the fattest chick in the store went up and over the counter, kicked by Usagi. “I SAID GET OFF ME YOU FAT BITCH!â€
Osaka’s Mom watched as the woman went spilling to the ground behind the counter, unconscious and with a sizeable bruise on the side of her head. Panting, Usagi rubbed her neck. “She was… standing on my neck…â€
Naru got up. “I think it’s kind of too hectic, maybe we should go Usagi?â€
Usagi nodded as she shoved another bleating, money-waving sheep away. “Yeah, I need to get home anyway and show Mom my test scores.â€
It was a good idea, and Naru had homework to do herself. “Okay, I’ll walk home with you then Usagi-chan. Let’s get out of here!â€
With Usagi leading, the two girls quickly broke out of the melee and escaped the store. Osaka’s Mom looked again at the unconscious fat woman, and then back out after the girls. Through his youma’s eyes, Jadeite was intrigued. “What an unusual girl, and what a kick.â€
It was a shame he couldn’t get Morga to place some of the cursed jewelry on her, that girl had a lot of raw energy going through her. Nevertheless, he’d reach his quota by nightfall, and then it was on to the next scheme.
Outside and on the walk home, Naru decided to bring up the test. “How did you do on the tests anyway?â€
Usagi reached into her bag and pulled out a series of papers. “Let’s see, for science I got a twenty seven, for Japanese Language I got a seventy-four, for English I got a hundred, for math I got a seventeen and for art I got a fifty.â€
Naru did the math in her head. “So on average you got a fifty-four, just a point short of what your Mom required of you.â€
“It’s not my fault math blows!†Usagi replied as she began to crumple up the math test. “Besides, what she won’t know won’t hurt her.â€
Naru shook her head. “You’re only delaying the inevitable.â€
“I’m delaying until Friday for the makeup test–which I will most assuredly pass with help from Umino,†Usagi replied. She’d have to wear something cute for when she went to ask him to give her his notes.
As they passed a garbage can next to a hobby shop’s front door, Usagi tossed the balled up test haphazardly over her shoulder, believing she’d hit the mark. She would have, too, if not for the tall and imposing man who stepped out and inadvertently blocked the shot with his sunglasses–which fell off his face and to the ground. Mamoru Chiba looked down at the paper as it began to uncurl from its crumpled state, and picked it up.
“Wow, I don’t think even idiots could fail this badly at math.â€
Usagi stopped dead in her tracks and turned around to face Mamoru. Naru immediately turned red in the face, more struck by the man’s looks than anything else.
Usagi was not afflicted at all. “Excuse me, douche bag?â€
“I guess you didn’t understand me. I’m calling you a dumbass, dumbass,†Mamoru replied, causing Usagi to recoil.
“Whoa, wait, what the Hell? You’re calling some random teenaged girl on the street a dumbass?†Usagi asked.
Mamoru flipped the paper around to show her. “The stats don’t lie, do they?â€
Naru blinked in disbelief at the man’s glib retort. Usagi was immediately in his face, or rather at his chest level, man he was tall. “Who the Hell do you think you are in your designer clothes, your fifty-thousand yen Ray-bands that I just,†she stomped on the already damaged glasses, “Smashed to pieces, and your bag of Gunpla?â€
Wait, Gunpla? She looked down at his bag and her eyes went wide. “Wait, that’s not even Gunpla! Resin statues, of Nanoha and Fate! From A’s no less!â€
Mamoru pulled the bag from her, she’d already destroyed his sunglasses, which were actually just a thousand yen and from a convenience store. “Hey, don’t touch the merchandise; I spent a lot of money on these.â€
Usagi laughed derisively at him. “You watch Nanoha, you filthy otaku!†She stopped. “Wait, what’s wrong with that? Nanoha is badass.â€
She folded her arms. “Very well, I’ll forgive you for your transgressions if you give me the Fate statue.â€
“No, get a job and buy your own, Dango-head,†Mamoru retorted with a cool and unfettered smirk before turning around and walking away. For some reason, that insult coming from him did more to stoke Usagi’s anger than it did coming from anyone else.
“Fuck you, asshole! Lose all your hair and die cold and alone with only your statues and shit to console you!†She yelled after him. Naru stared at Usagi, and her flustered expression, she then brought a hand to her lips and giggled. Usagi looked over. “What?â€
“Nothing…†Naru replied as she giggled again.
“Stupid tall, handsome, rich otaku… think they’re better than me because they’re all hot and I’m all underage. Fuck him. Yeah, fuck him hard… for days…â€
Usagi’s mother, Ikuko Tsukino, overheard the most unexpected things from her daughter nowadays. “Usagi-chan, how were your tests today?â€
“Oh, I aced them all.â€
“Really, because Haruna-chan said you failed your math test with a seventeen.â€
“Damn it.â€
“No computer for a week.â€
“Damn it!â€
“Plus another week for trying to lie.â€
“DAMN IT!â€
Were Ikuko a less liberal parent, she would’ve added another week for swearing. “Pass the retest and your punishment is revoked.â€
Usagi raised her hand in salute. “Jawohl, mein Führer; I’m going to lie down, let me know when dinner’s done.â€
“Yes, Usagi-chan.â€
Trudging up the stairs, Usagi walked into her bedroom and flopped onto the bed, her book bag discarded in a quickly forgotten corner of her room. Facing the window, she rolled away from it and let out an irritated sigh. “He was an ass, but man…he had an ass.â€
She stopped let out a lamenting groan. “Beat a whore, fail a test, get grounded, and worst of all… get shown up by some spoiled trust-fund suckling jackass.â€
Sighing, Usagi rolled onto her back. “What I wouldn’t give to kick his ass…†She licked her lips. “Or give him a nice hard spanking… mm…â€
“By Queen Serenity’s ghost, you’re deranged.â€
Usagi froze, and then slowly rolled over to face the person who spoke. She did not see a strange woman who broke into her bedroom to state the obvious, only a little black (dark purple?) cat sitting on her bed, a very familiar little black (dark purple?) cat.
She stared at it. “Kitty did you just speak?â€
Luna stared back. “Hello Usagi, my name is Luna.â€
Usagi slowly sat up in the lotus position, smoothed out her skirt, and then cleared her throat. “Holy fucking shit, this fucking cat is talking to me.â€
Luna nodded. “Well, you’re taking this well.â€
“Yes, I’m taking it as well as Sasha Grey takes the dick,†Usagi retorted. “Really though, I’m actually freaking the fuck out because there’s a fucking talking cat fucking talking to me.â€
Luna’s ears folded back. “Do you mind watching the language just a bit?â€
“Talking cat. Right in front of me. You should be happy I’ve just turned off the limiter on my profanity… fuck.â€
“You seemed fine with the concept earlier today.†Ah, so it was the same cat from before, though the crescent shaped mark already confirmed that.
“I was just joking then, you know, being whimsical?†Usagi said. “This shit is so real Martin Lawrence had to point it out.â€
Luna sighed. “You’re Japanese, why are you even referencing that?â€
“Because I can appreciate the finer points of Michael Bay films,†Usagi replied.
This girl was truly a rare one, the Mau decided then.
“Okay, the initial shock has passed. Lay it on me talking animal friend. What is my mission?â€
Ah, Luna could finally cut to the chase. “All right, I'll give it to you plainly. You are the reincarnation of a protector from an ancient magical kingdom that fell thousands of years ago to the forces of darkness. And now darkness is resurfacing in this world again. You must call upon that ancient power and transform into the Sailor Soldier, Sailor Moon the Defender of Justice!â€
Usagi was now standing besides her bed, performing strange poses.
Luna put on as much of a grimace as her feline visage would allow. “Are… are you having a seizure?â€
“No, I’m trying to transform, how do I do it?†She went through a variety of Kamen Raider-esque poses. When those didn’t work, she tried for Ginyu Force. “Transform! No. Transform! No. Transform! No, let me try it in English… Henshin! No…â€
Luna shook her head. “Look, you cannot transform without the means to access your power, here.†Before Usagi’s eyes, Luna jumped and flipped; leaving a trail of light that swirled and exploded to form a brooch. “Here, use this to transform. First you need to say…â€
Usagi snapped it up and once again posed. “Henshin!†Nothing happened. “Oh, come on! How does it work?â€
“Listen Usagi, you have to say the right command. It’s ‘Moon Prism Power, Make Up’, do you understand?†Luna instructed. Usagi stared at her.
“What? But ‘Transform’ is a classic!†She argued.
Luna immediately deadpanned. “Hey, this power is thousands of years old; rethink the term ‘classic’. Now raise your hand into the air and call it out.â€
Usagi let out a petulant snort, and then shot her hand to the ceiling. “Moon Prism Power, Make Up!â€
And that’s when everything went awesome. Her clothes immediately seemed to burn away, as the broach found itself at the center of her chest, before unleashing a torrent of cloth that wrapped around her torso, forming the white sailor fuku and its accompanying blue skirt and red ribbons at her chest and the small of her back. The cloth snaked down her legs and ensnared her feet to her knees, becoming a pair of surprisingly sturdy but at the same time comfortable boots. The cloth reached her arms, wrapping around her arms to the elbows and forming a pair of gloves that felt and weighed more like armored gauntlets. Finally, atop her hair and forehead, red covers appeared on her odango-styled hair and the tiara appeared, before being joined by a pair of cute earrings.
She looked down at her new duds, and then looked over her shoulder. “Holy shit, I’m not dreaming, aren’t I? This is really happening, isn’t it?â€
“It is, and from this day forward your life is going to suck,†Luna warned.
The transformed teen turned to look at Luna. “Like shit it is! I am a Superhero now… there is only one thing to do with this power!†She clenched her hand into a fist. “Those who have power must use it to defend those who cannot defend themselves! This is what Kamen Raider has taught me!â€
Luna gaped at the girl. “Huh?â€
She stared back. “What, you think I think this is a game? I got a world to save; I can’t be fucking around with this.â€
Perhaps this wasn’t going to be as bad as she feared. The cat nodded assent before turning to the window. “Very well then, we have to hurry quickly. There is an enemy out there, and they might be using…â€
“… The Osa-P jewelry store?â€
Luna stopped and looked back at Usagi, clearly surprised. “You… you have good instincts,†she admitted, before turning to the window. “Let’s go.â€
At that very jewelry story, Naru Osaka was in a pinch. After her mother hadn’t come home well past the normal closing time for the store, she had gone back and found a horrid scene: all of the women shopping before were unconscious! When she confronted her mother about this terrible turn, she found herself attacked and pinned to the wall, the youma that took the form of her mother strangling the life out of her.
“M-mom… what’s gotten into you? What are you doing?†To her horror, the youma shed her disguise, becoming the jaundiced and corpse-like Morga before her eyes.
“Your mother is not here, little girl. Now, give me your energy!†Morga snarled, as she tightened her grip on the girl’s throat. Desperately, as she felt her airway begin to close off, Naru began to fight back, weakly kicking and clawing at the youma’s arm in a panic that was only hastening her demise. “Yes, yes! Struggle, give up the last desperate gasps of your life to the Dark…!â€
“WAIT!â€
Morga turned her head one-hundred eighty degrees to face the voice that called out. Standing in the doorway, her body cast in silhouette with her arms folded, a mysterious newcomer made her entrance. Her grip relaxed on Naru’s throat, allowing the girl to breathe and see the unexpected arrival. “W-what the…?â€
“Diamonds are many things, unbreakable, a girl’s best friend, forever… but they are above all else beautiful. Such beauty, like that of innocent maidens, must never be tarnished, not by conflict, not by greed, and definitely not by darkness! So then, youma, in the name of the Moon, I have come to punish you for your crime!â€
Morga released Naru, and turned to face her, a snarl escaping her lips. “Who on Earth are you?â€
The mood of the lighting seemed to change at that, the darkness encasing the girl lifting to reveal her form as the Guardian of Mankind, Sailor Moon, who leveled a hostile glare as she made her retort plain and to the point.
“You don’t deserve to know my name!â€
[To Be Continued…]
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Beautiful Destroyer Sailor Moon
A Soldier is drafted
The first paragraph is best read as though narrated by the Ghost of Christmas Past from the Future.
[1.]
Thousands of years ago, before the Egyptians constructed their pyramids through sensible building techniques that our arrogant modern society could not imagine possible, there was the Silver Moon Kingdom ruled by the benevolent Queen Serenity. This Kingdom, perfect in nearly every way, existed to help the people of Earth advance into a fine, long-lived society like their own where they would know no war, no strife, and join the larger universe that waited for them, and all was well… until Queen Metalia erupted from the sun and spurred the Earth to bite off the hand that fed them. Everyone died, and the sole survivor, Queen Serenity, used the last of her strength to ensure that all that was lost would be reborn again in the future, including her daughter, whom with her last breaths she entrusted with finishing what her kingdom had set out to do…
Ten Thousand years later, fourteen year old Usagi Tsukino sat in front of the television, watching her favorite television series ever. Trapped in a burning ruin, her hero Kamen Raider was in a pinch. However, having seen it a hundred times, she knew exactly what he was going to say and do next.
“If you give up, then all is lost,†she said with the mask and scarf wearing hero, “Look hard enough and you’ll find a way to succeed!â€
The heroic theme began to play, as Usagi giddily watched her hero smash his way out of the burning ruins along with his partner, right in time to take on the monster of the week. Usagi threw her fist into the air and jumped to her feet. “Go get him, Raider! Bring upon him the might of justice!â€
She began throwing punches and kicks, perfectly mirroring the motions of the henshin hero on television as he delivered a Level 3 Old School Beatdown on the monster. “Ha! Hi-yah! Take that, you bastard!â€
In her enthusiasm, she kicked her Father in the face, and dropped him on his back like a raging wolf. “Oh… oh crap, sorry Dad!â€
“Usagi-chan… why can’t you watch normal television shows for a girl your age?†Her exasperated Father asked. It was a reasonable question, teenage girls did not normally watch thirty year old live action shows aimed at ten year old boys.
“A better question is why are you watching your old tapes when you should be going to school?†Her mother demanded, causing Usagi to jump.
“I needed to get psyched up, Mom! We have tests today!†Usagi pleaded as she quickly paused and ejected the tape. “I can’t go into that without the support of Kamen Raider!â€
“And what would Kamen Raider say of you being late for school?†Her mother noted.
In a split second, Usagi was out the door and running down the street, leaving a trail of dust behind her and flipping up the skirt of her next door neighbor and best friend Naru Osaka as she raced by. Naru sighed; there she went, in a blind hurry when she seemed on time for once.
“I won’t be late I won’t be late I won’t be late I won’t be late!†she kept chanting as she rounded the corner from her street and prepared to make the final charge uphill for her school. Just as she was about to let the VTEC kick in, a desperate and loud meow stopped her in her tracks. She immediately turned around, and saw in front of the local gas station a group of kids tormenting a cat. She frowned at this, and began walking over.
From the second she awakened, Luna knew her mission and its absolute importance: Finding Sailor Moon, the other Senshi, and the Silver Crystal, and defeating the lurking evil of the Dark Kingdom before Metalia reemerged and swallowed the Earth. With that in mind, she searched Japan high and low for her first and foremost objective: the girl who would become Sailor Moon. Being a cat, though, it was only a matter of time before she ran into trouble, and that was in the form of a trio of delinquents who seemed to have nothing better to do than torment a poor animal.
“What a stupid cat, why does it have a Band-Aid on its face?†One of the kids laughed as he poked Luna with a stick, his well-learned yet psychotic accomplice immediately corrected him.
“It’s an adhesive bandage,†he noted.
The third youth looked over as he tugged on Luna’s tail. “A what?â€
“Band-Aid is the name of the brand, not the device itself. The actual name is adhesive bandage. Now gimme that rock, I wanna crack its head open and post the pictures on 4chan to make those mouth-breathing Americans rage,†the future serial killer and troll said, grossly unaware of what thunder he threatened to call down on himself. He’d never know, because Usagi kicked him in the back of the head, driving his face into the other boy’s. “OW!â€
“Leave it alone, you future serial something or others!†she yelled as she whacked the third boy with her bag, knocking out one of his baby teeth. All three immediately scrambled away from Usagi.
“Oh no, it’s that creepy Aryan girl!†one of the boys yelled. Taking offense to that, Usagi picked up a rock and threw it at him.
She smiled when the rock hit its mark and the boy began bawling. “That’s right; make way for the Homo Superior!â€
As the children fled, Usagi reached down and gingerly picked up the cat. She examined her and hummed. “An adhesive bandage, huh? Who would put that on a cat’s head, it seems cruel.â€
Very carefully, she removed the bandage from Luna’s forehead and examined it. “A yellow crescent mark on an otherwise darkly colored cat, how unusual.â€
Staring Usagi came to a conclusion that Luna did not expect. “You’re a magical cat, aren’t you?â€
Luna stiffened and stared at the girl wide-eyed.
“Yes! That must be it! And our meeting must be destiny, and I'm really supposed to be a real magical girl, with the power to save everyone's smiles!â€
Baffled at Usagi getting it in one, Luna continued to stare before she noticed the passer-bys who’d begun gawking at Usagi talking loudly to a cat. Usagi seemed to notice this as well, as she put on a big smile. “Or I'm just a crazy teenager talking to a cat in public.â€
She looked at the staring pedestrians, before her expression darkened. “Hey! Do I stare at you when you’re acting like a lunatic?â€
The crowd was consumed by an awkward silence, before Usagi pointed off to the side, her eyes shut and her shoulders hiked. “Get out of here…â€
As she pointed, Luna sprung from her grip and stared at her before running away and just past Naru’s feet as she walked over. “Hey Usagi, is um… everything alright?â€
“The nerve of some people…†Usagi grumbled before she noticed Naru. “Good Morning, Naru!â€
“You were talking to a cat; did you take anything out of your parents’ medical cabinet again?†Naru asked.
With an entirely straight face, Usagi shook her head. “No, my Dad’s Vicodin prescription ran out two days ago.†At Naru’s perfectly aghast look, she gave her a flat look. “I was joking, Naru-chan.â€
Naru went from aghast to skeptical. “I can’t tell with you, Usagi…â€
That seemed to offend Usagi down to the core. “I do not pop vics!†She crossed her arms indignantly and looked away. “I prefer Loritab.â€
Naru gave Usagi a scrutinizing look as they began walking. “You’re still joking, right?â€
Usagi stared back. “Of course, now come on.â€
As the two departed, Luna peered from around a corner and watched the girls go. In her Mau heart of hearts, she desperately hoped that strange, frightening girl was not who she sensed it was.
Usagi Tsukino’s madness was a well known subject at the school. She was a teenaged girl who watched tokusatsu, picked fights with boys twice her size (and won them), and regularly went off on tangents that could be described as incomprehensible at best. Being Usagi’s best (if not only) friend and caring for her deeply, Naru had only her best interests in mind when she tried to rein in or cover for her behavior. Naturally this had no effect whatsoever.
“Did you hear that Tsukino beat up some grade school kids and ranted about magical girls to a cat today?â€
“Not surprising, she does do drugs from her parents’ medicine cabinet.â€
Overhearing the gossip machine revving up for the day, Naru quickly turned to the girls who were already going over the morning scandal. “That’s not what happened! Those kids were trying to kill that poor thing and Usagi just made a joke about magical animals!â€
One of the gossipers shook her head. “No way, that sounds entirely too reasonable for Dango-head.â€
“She probably tried to eat the cat after.†Another girl said. “She’s unhinged like that.â€
Naru tried to argue otherwise, but Usagi–seated at her desk with her head down on it–stopped her with a tug on her skirt. “Oi, you shouldn't try to cover for me, everyone knows I'm dangerously unstable.â€
Turning to face her, Naru pouted. “But Usagi, they just talk about you all the time!â€
“Meh, let them… it’s not like the opinion of whores ever mattered to me,†Usagi said loud enough for the gossip folks to hear it, and turn piercing glares that bounced off her thick armor of “I don’t give a shitâ€.
Naru sighed. “I’m your friend, I want to defend you.â€
Usagi smiled. “And for that I’m grateful, but don’t stick your neck out too far for me okay? I’m a big girl, I can handle myself.â€
“Yeah, lard-ass doesn’t need her little lapdog bitch to try to cover for her,†One of the aforementioned whores noted.
Usagi sat up and pointed at the whore. “Whore, you will meet me behind the equipment shed so I can educate you proper.â€
The whore snorted. “Bring it, bitch. My boyfriend is a serious gangster in Roppongi, you macho dyke!â€
Usagi let out a dismissive snort. “I’ll beat him over the head with you.â€
Naru stared. “I thought their opinions didn’t matter.â€
“Their opinions of me don’t matter, but once they mess with my friends then they’re dog food.†Usagi stared at the offender. “Now if you don’t mind, I have to go beat up a whore, beat up her boyfriend, and take over his gang.â€
“Like hell you will!†the whore snapped.
While touched that Usagi would stand up for her like that, things were escalating. “Usagi, don’t do it, you already have enough trouble keeping up on your schoolwork, you can’t just go run a gang. Besides, that’d make you a criminal.â€
At that moment, Umino Gurio reared his nerdy head and produced the random useless fact of the day. “But you can’t argue that Yakuza related activities are extremely profitable, and there seems to be an uptrend in successful organized crime operations run by women, with one notorious example being Russia’s Hotel…â€
“Don’t encourage her, Umino!†Naru exclaimed.
“It’s what the data says, and schoolgirl gangs are up and coming in Japan…†Umino kept going despite the clear and present threat to his well-being.
“Umino gets me.†Usagi said. “Thanks Umino, for understanding what I’m trying to go for here by taking over this whore’s boyfriend’s gang.â€
The whore sputtered in disbelief at Usagi’s candidness. “You yanki bitch…â€
“Usagi, Umino is a greasy, perverse deviant.†Naru said, every word driving a stake into Umino’s pure and honest heart beyond the notice of everyone else.
Bored of the thought of violence, Usagi latched onto the new subject exactly as Naru planned. “Well yes, but that’s nothing to be ashamed of.â€
Umino didn’t know if he felt insulted or not. Naru quickly reminded him. “Yes it is!â€
Usagi’s rebuttal was classic deranged Usagi. “The only thing that makes it seem shameful is this illusion that we Japanese have moral standards that need to be upheld, when it’s clear we’re just a bunch of perverts waiting for the gun to sound to commence the orgy.†Everyone stared at her, and she narrowed her eyes. “And you all know it's true.â€
It was, but they all had their pride. Naru cleared her throat. “Excuse her; she hasn’t had her Vicodin today.â€
“Loritab!†Usagi corrected, before she captured a bottle of said pills tossed by another student. “Thanks, and thank you for proving my point.â€
Naru sagged. “Why do I defend you?â€
“Because you’re my friend and you love me.†Usagi said. “Don’t worry Naru-chan, I’m not using drugs, I sell them.†Naru buried her face in her palm as Usagi smiled and winked to the studio audience and cameras in her mind. “Usagi-chan says: ‘Drugs are bad, unless you can make a profit’!â€
Umino followed her line of sight, and then looked back to Usagi. “Who are you talking to?â€
“Shut up,†Usagi replied, still smiling.
Tests taken and a whore beaten behind the school’s gym equipment shed, Usagi and Naru walked towards the direction of home, the former sighing deeply as she wiped the blood from her hands. Usagi looked over to Naru and let out a wistful sigh. “Naru-chan, why do you suppose I act out like I do in school?â€
Naru stared at her, and a solid thirty seconds passed before Usagi gave in. “Fine, why do you suppose I act out in general?â€
“I couldn’t tell you maybe you really are insane?â€
“Maybe… maybe…†Usagi said before she looked down at her blood-stained hands. “I know the Martial Arts classes aren’t helping.â€
“No they’re not.†That poor whore would have to tell her parents she fell down some stairs; mouth first… about a dozen times. “Who knows, maybe you’re so insane that none of this is real, and that I’m just another figment of your delusions.â€
Usagi smiled. “Nonsense, if I were, then I couldn’t do this!†She flipped up Naru’s skirt, revealing bunny-print panties for the world behind her to see. “Huh, you got kind of a Freudian thing going on there, Naru-chan.â€
Naru forced down her skirt. “Usagi!â€
“Relax, no one saw except for me and the pervert stalking us.†She looked back at the greasy, filthy otaku armed with a cell phone camera. “You get a good shot there, Dracula-san?â€
The pervert gave a thumb’s up, and Usagi promptly broke it with a kick before descending upon the rest of his person with an unholy beating that cannot be described for the sensibilities of the readers. With blood all over her right leg up to mid-thigh, Usagi wiped the sole of her shoe off on the man’s tattered and stained Rei Ayanami T-shirt. “That Naru-chan is how you break your foot off in a motherfucker’s ass.â€
“Thanks I guess,†the ever sympathetic Naru said as she offered Usagi a handkerchief. “You know, maybe you act out so much because you’re restless.â€
Usagi hummed. “Restless?â€
“Yeah, you have all of this energy, and you want to put it towards something, but when you do it’s not enough. You want to be something bigger than you are now… but you don’t know what it is.†Naru noted.
That actually made a lot of sense to Usagi, and that said a lot about a girl who thought in the most abstract ways imaginable simply to entertain herself. “That makes sense, and it kind of depresses me at the same time. What if I never find what that thing is?â€
“Aw, I didn’t want to make you feel bad. I’m sure that one day you’ll find that calling.†Naru takes Usagi by the arm. “Come on! I know what’ll cheer you up, let’s go to my jewelry store and ogle the wares.â€
Usagi brightened at that. “Sure, just let me get some cash first.â€
Looking around, Usagi walked over to the beaten otaku and began to rifle through his pockets, scoring a few hundred thousand yen, his credit cards, and his expensive cell phone. The pervert stared up at her. “You’re a monster-â€
“-Said the man taking up-skirt pictures of teenage girls.†She smiled sadistically. Once she acquired her funds, she stomped on the man’s genitals and dropped the bottle of pills she got in school into his hand. “Thank you very much, shit head!â€
She walked over to Naru, who is not as horrified as one would expect the sensible best friend to be, and took her arm. “I hate perverts. I always wear shorts under my skirt just to avoid them.†She looked to the audience in her head again. “Usagi-chan says: ‘The worst perverts will sexualize anything and attempt to slake their disgusting lusts on the innocent. Beat them and rob them, it's what God demands’.â€
“You know,†Naru said as they kept walking, “I don’t know why you do that.â€
Neither noticed the completely horrified cat watching them.
The crowds at Osa-P Jewelers set off a flag in Usagi’s head as they reached the store, as did the signs denoting prices from fifty percent to ninety percent off all jewelry in store. She was no economist, but she knew that generally when sales like this were going on, a store was either opening or going out of business. Braving the crowd, Usagi and Naru entered the store. There were women everywhere, happily trying on the jewelry and showing off to their friends and total strangers who repaid the gesture in kind.
“Oh wow!†Naru said as she pulled Usagi over to the front counter. “Look at the display she’s got today, isn’t it wonderful Usagi?â€
Usagi shrugged her shoulders. “Material possessions are merely filler for the empty soul.â€
Naru stared at her. “You say this. You, who owns every incarnation of Kamen Raider except for Shin Kamen, says this?â€
“Kamen Raider transcends materialism!†Usagi vehemently retorted, before Naru’s mother came over. “Hello Osaka-san.â€
“Hello Usagi-chan, Naru-chan!†Naru’s mother cheerfully called. “Enjoying the sale?â€
“Yes!†Naru replied excitedly. “You said there was going to be a sale but I had no idea that it was going to be this big, it’s just crazy!â€
Usagi looked at a price tag for a reasonably valuable diamond ring. Crazy was kind of an understatement. “Osaka-san, are you really only offering twenty thousand yen for this diamond ring?â€
Naru went wide-eyed and looked. “It’s only twenty thousand yen?!â€
All Hell broke loose when the other patrons heard Naru’s exclamation. Before she or Naru could react, a very large woman knocked them over, setting off the entirety of the LA Riots inside Osa-P as dozens of bling-batty women tried to grab the cheap but shiny. Watching the melee go on in front of her, Naru’s Mom smiled darkly as the rampant energy expended by the crowd left them through the cursed jewelry samples they wore and fed into the gorgeous necklace she wore around her neck.
An unspecified distance away, in a dark cavern, a blonde pretty boy in a military uniform held out his hand and smiled as the energy drawing to Naru’s Mom began to collect in an orb above the palm of his hand. The pretty boy, a General of the Dark Kingdom by the name of Jadeite, watched through the swirling vapors the riot going on in the store.
“Very good Morga, continue to gather energy at this pace and the Dark Kingdom’s revival will come much sooner than expected,†he said via a telepathic link to his youma.
The dark smile Osaka’s Mom wore became downright sinister at that. Just before the fattest chick in the store went up and over the counter, kicked by Usagi. “I SAID GET OFF ME YOU FAT BITCH!â€
Osaka’s Mom watched as the woman went spilling to the ground behind the counter, unconscious and with a sizeable bruise on the side of her head. Panting, Usagi rubbed her neck. “She was… standing on my neck…â€
Naru got up. “I think it’s kind of too hectic, maybe we should go Usagi?â€
Usagi nodded as she shoved another bleating, money-waving sheep away. “Yeah, I need to get home anyway and show Mom my test scores.â€
It was a good idea, and Naru had homework to do herself. “Okay, I’ll walk home with you then Usagi-chan. Let’s get out of here!â€
With Usagi leading, the two girls quickly broke out of the melee and escaped the store. Osaka’s Mom looked again at the unconscious fat woman, and then back out after the girls. Through his youma’s eyes, Jadeite was intrigued. “What an unusual girl, and what a kick.â€
It was a shame he couldn’t get Morga to place some of the cursed jewelry on her, that girl had a lot of raw energy going through her. Nevertheless, he’d reach his quota by nightfall, and then it was on to the next scheme.
Outside and on the walk home, Naru decided to bring up the test. “How did you do on the tests anyway?â€
Usagi reached into her bag and pulled out a series of papers. “Let’s see, for science I got a twenty seven, for Japanese Language I got a seventy-four, for English I got a hundred, for math I got a seventeen and for art I got a fifty.â€
Naru did the math in her head. “So on average you got a fifty-four, just a point short of what your Mom required of you.â€
“It’s not my fault math blows!†Usagi replied as she began to crumple up the math test. “Besides, what she won’t know won’t hurt her.â€
Naru shook her head. “You’re only delaying the inevitable.â€
“I’m delaying until Friday for the makeup test–which I will most assuredly pass with help from Umino,†Usagi replied. She’d have to wear something cute for when she went to ask him to give her his notes.
As they passed a garbage can next to a hobby shop’s front door, Usagi tossed the balled up test haphazardly over her shoulder, believing she’d hit the mark. She would have, too, if not for the tall and imposing man who stepped out and inadvertently blocked the shot with his sunglasses–which fell off his face and to the ground. Mamoru Chiba looked down at the paper as it began to uncurl from its crumpled state, and picked it up.
“Wow, I don’t think even idiots could fail this badly at math.â€
Usagi stopped dead in her tracks and turned around to face Mamoru. Naru immediately turned red in the face, more struck by the man’s looks than anything else.
Usagi was not afflicted at all. “Excuse me, douche bag?â€
“I guess you didn’t understand me. I’m calling you a dumbass, dumbass,†Mamoru replied, causing Usagi to recoil.
“Whoa, wait, what the Hell? You’re calling some random teenaged girl on the street a dumbass?†Usagi asked.
Mamoru flipped the paper around to show her. “The stats don’t lie, do they?â€
Naru blinked in disbelief at the man’s glib retort. Usagi was immediately in his face, or rather at his chest level, man he was tall. “Who the Hell do you think you are in your designer clothes, your fifty-thousand yen Ray-bands that I just,†she stomped on the already damaged glasses, “Smashed to pieces, and your bag of Gunpla?â€
Wait, Gunpla? She looked down at his bag and her eyes went wide. “Wait, that’s not even Gunpla! Resin statues, of Nanoha and Fate! From A’s no less!â€
Mamoru pulled the bag from her, she’d already destroyed his sunglasses, which were actually just a thousand yen and from a convenience store. “Hey, don’t touch the merchandise; I spent a lot of money on these.â€
Usagi laughed derisively at him. “You watch Nanoha, you filthy otaku!†She stopped. “Wait, what’s wrong with that? Nanoha is badass.â€
She folded her arms. “Very well, I’ll forgive you for your transgressions if you give me the Fate statue.â€
“No, get a job and buy your own, Dango-head,†Mamoru retorted with a cool and unfettered smirk before turning around and walking away. For some reason, that insult coming from him did more to stoke Usagi’s anger than it did coming from anyone else.
“Fuck you, asshole! Lose all your hair and die cold and alone with only your statues and shit to console you!†She yelled after him. Naru stared at Usagi, and her flustered expression, she then brought a hand to her lips and giggled. Usagi looked over. “What?â€
“Nothing…†Naru replied as she giggled again.
“Stupid tall, handsome, rich otaku… think they’re better than me because they’re all hot and I’m all underage. Fuck him. Yeah, fuck him hard… for days…â€
Usagi’s mother, Ikuko Tsukino, overheard the most unexpected things from her daughter nowadays. “Usagi-chan, how were your tests today?â€
“Oh, I aced them all.â€
“Really, because Haruna-chan said you failed your math test with a seventeen.â€
“Damn it.â€
“No computer for a week.â€
“Damn it!â€
“Plus another week for trying to lie.â€
“DAMN IT!â€
Were Ikuko a less liberal parent, she would’ve added another week for swearing. “Pass the retest and your punishment is revoked.â€
Usagi raised her hand in salute. “Jawohl, mein Führer; I’m going to lie down, let me know when dinner’s done.â€
“Yes, Usagi-chan.â€
Trudging up the stairs, Usagi walked into her bedroom and flopped onto the bed, her book bag discarded in a quickly forgotten corner of her room. Facing the window, she rolled away from it and let out an irritated sigh. “He was an ass, but man…he had an ass.â€
She stopped let out a lamenting groan. “Beat a whore, fail a test, get grounded, and worst of all… get shown up by some spoiled trust-fund suckling jackass.â€
Sighing, Usagi rolled onto her back. “What I wouldn’t give to kick his ass…†She licked her lips. “Or give him a nice hard spanking… mm…â€
“By Queen Serenity’s ghost, you’re deranged.â€
Usagi froze, and then slowly rolled over to face the person who spoke. She did not see a strange woman who broke into her bedroom to state the obvious, only a little black (dark purple?) cat sitting on her bed, a very familiar little black (dark purple?) cat.
She stared at it. “Kitty did you just speak?â€
Luna stared back. “Hello Usagi, my name is Luna.â€
Usagi slowly sat up in the lotus position, smoothed out her skirt, and then cleared her throat. “Holy fucking shit, this fucking cat is talking to me.â€
Luna nodded. “Well, you’re taking this well.â€
“Yes, I’m taking it as well as Sasha Grey takes the dick,†Usagi retorted. “Really though, I’m actually freaking the fuck out because there’s a fucking talking cat fucking talking to me.â€
Luna’s ears folded back. “Do you mind watching the language just a bit?â€
“Talking cat. Right in front of me. You should be happy I’ve just turned off the limiter on my profanity… fuck.â€
“You seemed fine with the concept earlier today.†Ah, so it was the same cat from before, though the crescent shaped mark already confirmed that.
“I was just joking then, you know, being whimsical?†Usagi said. “This shit is so real Martin Lawrence had to point it out.â€
Luna sighed. “You’re Japanese, why are you even referencing that?â€
“Because I can appreciate the finer points of Michael Bay films,†Usagi replied.
This girl was truly a rare one, the Mau decided then.
“Okay, the initial shock has passed. Lay it on me talking animal friend. What is my mission?â€
Ah, Luna could finally cut to the chase. “All right, I'll give it to you plainly. You are the reincarnation of a protector from an ancient magical kingdom that fell thousands of years ago to the forces of darkness. And now darkness is resurfacing in this world again. You must call upon that ancient power and transform into the Sailor Soldier, Sailor Moon the Defender of Justice!â€
Usagi was now standing besides her bed, performing strange poses.
Luna put on as much of a grimace as her feline visage would allow. “Are… are you having a seizure?â€
“No, I’m trying to transform, how do I do it?†She went through a variety of Kamen Raider-esque poses. When those didn’t work, she tried for Ginyu Force. “Transform! No. Transform! No. Transform! No, let me try it in English… Henshin! No…â€
Luna shook her head. “Look, you cannot transform without the means to access your power, here.†Before Usagi’s eyes, Luna jumped and flipped; leaving a trail of light that swirled and exploded to form a brooch. “Here, use this to transform. First you need to say…â€
Usagi snapped it up and once again posed. “Henshin!†Nothing happened. “Oh, come on! How does it work?â€
“Listen Usagi, you have to say the right command. It’s ‘Moon Prism Power, Make Up’, do you understand?†Luna instructed. Usagi stared at her.
“What? But ‘Transform’ is a classic!†She argued.
Luna immediately deadpanned. “Hey, this power is thousands of years old; rethink the term ‘classic’. Now raise your hand into the air and call it out.â€
Usagi let out a petulant snort, and then shot her hand to the ceiling. “Moon Prism Power, Make Up!â€
And that’s when everything went awesome. Her clothes immediately seemed to burn away, as the broach found itself at the center of her chest, before unleashing a torrent of cloth that wrapped around her torso, forming the white sailor fuku and its accompanying blue skirt and red ribbons at her chest and the small of her back. The cloth snaked down her legs and ensnared her feet to her knees, becoming a pair of surprisingly sturdy but at the same time comfortable boots. The cloth reached her arms, wrapping around her arms to the elbows and forming a pair of gloves that felt and weighed more like armored gauntlets. Finally, atop her hair and forehead, red covers appeared on her odango-styled hair and the tiara appeared, before being joined by a pair of cute earrings.
She looked down at her new duds, and then looked over her shoulder. “Holy shit, I’m not dreaming, aren’t I? This is really happening, isn’t it?â€
“It is, and from this day forward your life is going to suck,†Luna warned.
The transformed teen turned to look at Luna. “Like shit it is! I am a Superhero now… there is only one thing to do with this power!†She clenched her hand into a fist. “Those who have power must use it to defend those who cannot defend themselves! This is what Kamen Raider has taught me!â€
Luna gaped at the girl. “Huh?â€
She stared back. “What, you think I think this is a game? I got a world to save; I can’t be fucking around with this.â€
Perhaps this wasn’t going to be as bad as she feared. The cat nodded assent before turning to the window. “Very well then, we have to hurry quickly. There is an enemy out there, and they might be using…â€
“… The Osa-P jewelry store?â€
Luna stopped and looked back at Usagi, clearly surprised. “You… you have good instincts,†she admitted, before turning to the window. “Let’s go.â€
At that very jewelry story, Naru Osaka was in a pinch. After her mother hadn’t come home well past the normal closing time for the store, she had gone back and found a horrid scene: all of the women shopping before were unconscious! When she confronted her mother about this terrible turn, she found herself attacked and pinned to the wall, the youma that took the form of her mother strangling the life out of her.
“M-mom… what’s gotten into you? What are you doing?†To her horror, the youma shed her disguise, becoming the jaundiced and corpse-like Morga before her eyes.
“Your mother is not here, little girl. Now, give me your energy!†Morga snarled, as she tightened her grip on the girl’s throat. Desperately, as she felt her airway begin to close off, Naru began to fight back, weakly kicking and clawing at the youma’s arm in a panic that was only hastening her demise. “Yes, yes! Struggle, give up the last desperate gasps of your life to the Dark…!â€
“WAIT!â€
Morga turned her head one-hundred eighty degrees to face the voice that called out. Standing in the doorway, her body cast in silhouette with her arms folded, a mysterious newcomer made her entrance. Her grip relaxed on Naru’s throat, allowing the girl to breathe and see the unexpected arrival. “W-what the…?â€
“Diamonds are many things, unbreakable, a girl’s best friend, forever… but they are above all else beautiful. Such beauty, like that of innocent maidens, must never be tarnished, not by conflict, not by greed, and definitely not by darkness! So then, youma, in the name of the Moon, I have come to punish you for your crime!â€
Morga released Naru, and turned to face her, a snarl escaping her lips. “Who on Earth are you?â€
The mood of the lighting seemed to change at that, the darkness encasing the girl lifting to reveal her form as the Guardian of Mankind, Sailor Moon, who leveled a hostile glare as she made her retort plain and to the point.
“You don’t deserve to know my name!â€
[To Be Continued…]
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