Sailor Moon: Final Battle
By: QueenNeptune1964
Author's Note: I don't know if any of you have been to Serenity's Secret Files, or the Moon Kingdom Library that was attached to it, but sadly, I have lost all the work that was done on there. My trusty rusty Dell died right before Geocities did. So the time has come to rewrite all my stuff. I've been meaning to anyway. Too much teenage angst and attitude went into my former writings. That writing style doesn't fit the characters I created back then. My refined grown-up like sarcasm, however... Mwa ha ha ha ha!
So... I suppose I've rambled long enough. Please enjoy my stories! I originally wrote this before the S Season even aired in America, so please forgive yet another fic about the Senshi stomping Queen Beryl (I was never a fan of "Wiseman"...). And please follow the "Emotion Law" and review. Even if you don't like my work, constructive criticism is a good thing! Bear in mind, that I'd really like meaningful posts: I don't suck as an author if you can't give me a good reason why! :p
Oh! Anything in italics is when a character is thinking, and anything in {these cool brackets} is an action. Example: Ah, crap! My computer's freezing again! {cursing at computer and frantically moving cursor and pushing CTRL+ALT+DEL}. Any telepathy, then, would be "italics in quotes". Now that I'm done dissecting my own writings...
Lastly, I don't own Sailor Moon, or anyone associated with it. That belongs to the brilliant and talented Naoko Takeuchi! I'm just a poor little cripple, and Sailor Moon came out when I was 6. Child prodigy, I ain't! I also won't even pretend to own any of Stephen King's books. He's too awesome for me! But feel free to raid your local bookstore for his books in between my updates! The characters I created are mine though.
CHAPTER ONE: AWAKENINGS
For once, I didn't bash the alarm clock when it went off just after sunrise. Woo hoo! The last day of eighth grade! After today, my drill-sergeant English teacher can kiss my- whoops! Kids read this stuff! Anywho... Yay! Because of today's uncharacteristic burst of energy, I actually managed to get myself ready for school quickly and quietly enough to not disturb my step-mom, Brenda, and her "perfect" daughter, Ashley. They no doubt have hangovers to nurse yet again. Ah, Social Security dollars hard at work! After artistically covering the many bruises and cuts on my face with makeup (earned from not being quiet enough in past mornings, or if Brenda had a bad day at work, or if I actually decided to do my homework...), I sneak out the door and run to school, eager to get this day started.
I'm one of the first students to arrive at the Columbus Middle School. I catch some shocked looks from a few students and teachers who usually see me charge into the school Commons after homeroom's already started.
One of those students is a good friend of mine. I wave to her, and she comes running over. Trisha has a few new battle wounds of her own, so I give her a quick hug and walk with her into the nearest ladies room to help 'camouflage' her. She's been unsuccessful at hiding a makeup stash like mine, so I'm always willing to help her out. We then go our separate ways.
After my second artistic rendering of the day (I can make a killing if I market the 'normal teenager' look!), I make my way to my homeroom with a sedate pace and a rare bounce in my step. Upon reaching my desk (with plenty of time to spare! Go me!), I crack open my Stephen King book and journey with Roland of Gilead as he follows the Path of the Beam. Ah, bliss!
That bliss doesn't last long, however. It's shattered by my first really bad migraine. I black out at my desk, but the visions I see are all too clear to my own eyes, if nobody else's. I'm surrounded by an amazing amount of evil energy. Hatred radiates through the place I see myself standing in. Out of the darkness emerges a being with long red hair and a purple 'vamp dress'. An energy field sprouts up from her upraised right hand, and a crystal ball comes out of that summoned energy. The woman cackles shrilly and screams out for the whole uninhabited land to hear: "I, Queen Beryl of the Negaverse rise to conquer again!"
I snap out of this vision, and I'm back at my desk. All I can hear is the most horrific screaming a human is capable of... After the screaming stops, I realize it all came from me. My shell-shocked teacher says she had been shaking me for at least twenty minutes before I woke up and the screaming started. I somehow manage to mumble out something about a migraine (after all that's what started this episode), and my teacher escorts me directly to the School Nurse. So much for my good day...
So, here I am in the Nurse's Office. Flopped on a cot that I can't even nap on because of the disturbing thoughts invading my mind. What the heck is going on here? That vision was straight out of a freakin' anime! Maybe there's actually something to that Sailor Moon cartoon... But it felt so real... Now what do I do? If I disappear to go in search of... Queen Beryl... I'll have many a beating coming from 'Mommy Fearest' and the ever-diligent Ashley. But if I ignore such a strong message, what will happen then? Oh, geez... Just then, a thought pops into my head that I actually welcome! Time to start working on that meditation idea I've been considering for some time now.
I put myself into a deep trance. "Luna, guardian and trainer of the Sailor Soldiers. My name is Sherry. I saw a vision of Queen Beryl rising from death. I can not defeat her without help. She looked like she was thirsty for revenge. I am in the town of Columbus, in the state of Ohio. Please, send a few of your fighters to help me! Leave some in Tokyo to keep up defenses over there. This is Sherry... uh... over and out...?" I had to end the message somehow! After emerging from my trance, I let exhaustion take over my body and mind...
Author's Note: There you have it, the rewritten first chapter of Sailor Moon: Final Battle! Better plot stuffs will follow shortly. I have all the free time in the world at work, and my boss gives me free reign of the computer. Now it's time for all you good little Sailor Moon fans to click on that itty bitty review button down there….