The Senshi Of Ice

Disclaimer: I do not own Sailor Moon

Emiko dashed into the bathroom and shot out a gallon of vomit. It was a crazy day and she was sick as a dog trying to deal with it. She noticed it was freezing in there but she had to deal with it. She seriously still had a mess of work to do but her concern now was washing vomit off her school uniform because she couldn't get another one.

She scrubbed wildly just thinking, "why, did she have to try so hard? The smart girls get called nerds and all that crap, yet she felt like a salmon trying to blend in with eagles understanding math. She worked way harder but got the same torment."

She crashed her head down on the edge of the sink when a very...odd sound entered her ears. It sounded sort of like crying, but the person sounded like they were out of it. The faint sobbing voice was just so distorted. Emiko thought she was alone.

She was going to get out when she noticed something moving, she gazed at one of the mirrors noticing that new mist was forming on it, it was forming... numbers. "What the fuck?" She said, she then had a thought: "maybe some force wanted to give her the answers. Yeah that'll happen." She tried to grab her backpack she set down next to her but there was nothing. She scanned the room and it was leaned against an open stall.

Was someone messing with her? Every stall was open she couldn't see anyone. She opened her bag and pulled out a worksheet, her eyes widened and then a smile grew. She hadn't touched it yet but it was done. Every question, detailed work shown She'd been washing her uniform out for a few minutes but this was unreal.

It was a little weird the answers were what was on the mirror but whatever. She pulled out another worksheet, it was also done but the handwriting was different. It was really difficult to read. She pulled out a third, it just had scribbles all over it. As she looked threw the crying grew louder and louder each page just with more scribbles. She then reached one that said, "this is as much as you could do Emiko." In perfect handwriting.

She got up and tried to dash out but running on this floor was hard. Almost like it was frozen. The crying paused and then came that girls very out of it, almost otherworldly voice. "Keep looking you'll see what you wanted." Emiko slowly reached in pulling out the next worksheet. On it was a drawing of her math teacher being strangled by a pair of hands that extended off the page.

It was so life like she could almost see him gasping for air. She had to get out. She lunged to the door but all that happened she touched the Handle was a nearing frostbite upon her hand.

The door was covered in ice she didn't know what was going on but the window was probably her best bet, the crying was continuing as she carefully traveled across the floor when she stopped in her tracks seeing a face in the mirror. It was a young girl with blue hair and a very spacey look in her eye. She was weirdly innocent looking. Emiko turned around seeing no person, but a pillar of ice.

Pillars of ice were raising around the room the temperature was dropping insanely. Emiko huddled in a corner noticing the girls reflection going from pillar to pillar. She was the one crying leaving a trail of tiny ice crystals around the room.

Emiko then noticed something else those crystals were in the shapes of numbers 4s 7s 9s,. The answers to the first few questions. "Why are you doing this?!" Emiko screamed. The crying grew louder and louder until Emiko felt something. A 4 landed on her. Then came a hand Emiko turned to see the face from the mirror wearing what looked like a sailor senshi costume with a blue skirt, and the shirt had numbers written all over it.

Those eyes seemed to be staring off in space yet still peering into Emiko's soul. Crystals continued emerging from them "Do you get how I did your work?" The girl said in a very sweet but still spacey sounding voice. She pulled out Emiko's arm and made an icicle In her other hand. Emiko braced as it pierced her skin writing out the equation.

Emiko was surprised she could still feel it as she was so numb. That girls face just filled her mind all else was leaving. She somehow knew it was getting colder but she couldn't feel a thing. It was just those spacey yet innocent eyes.

A few minutes later Emiko was found lying on the bathroom floor. Everyone was baffled as the autopsy said she froze to death. This is the tale of victim 29. As of now the senshi of ice has claimed 64 victims.