Changling ~ Part 1
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The sun slowly set just beyond the skyline, causing the sky to tint into a
shower of purple, red and orange. A few lone stars dotted the sky with
faded glints of light that could barely catch the eyes of those whom choose
to look heavenward. Luna had already begun to appear but unable to dominate
the freshly growing night sky.
The evening winds swept across the few flower beds that sprung up by the
careful hands of city gardeners, as if checking to make sure each bud was
ready to sleep and be ready to greet the morning tommorrow. Gliding upon the
breeze was the faint scent of fresh cut grass from but a few hours before.
The Sailor Sensei walked passed it all, barely noticing anything as the
whispered and chatting about the movie they had just scene at the old movie
theater.
"I didn't know they still played such old movies in theaters anymore."
commented Setsuna amoungst the idle chat of the other women around her.
Hotaru snapped out of her thoughts and dreams about the movie at the sound
of Setsuna's voice.
"Why do you say that, Setsuna-mama?" Hotaru questions with curiousity within
her eyes.
Setuna looked at Hotaru, no longer even noticing the childhood nick-name of
mama added to the end of her name. Even with so many things that changed
around them and the sped up growth of Hotaru, Setuna delighted in the simple
things that did manage to stay the same, even if they weren't truely noticed.
"The movie is an old film, at least 15 years old. Not only that, but movies
such as it tend not to be seen as classics. And yet somehow it did."
"We'll I think it was like a dream come true. The goblin king willing to give
so much up for Sarah. Giving her an escape from her life, an adventure she
always dreamed of, and to ultimatly become a heroine able to make her own
choice." Chibiusa voiced dreamily as she gazed at the sunset. She softly
sighed as she dreamed about some day a prince on a white horse would take her
away.
Michiru and Haruka gazed at eachother with a soft smile on their faces. They
remembered being that young and craving such romance. And remembered when
they found it in eachother. Haruka then held out her hand and grasped
Michiru's gently when she was offered it. Yes, they did remember those nights
so long ago. The nights of romance and love. And those never did die away,
for the love and romance was still strong between them both.
"Sigh.... if only my Mamo-chan would do that, take me off to a magical land
like that." Usagi interupted them all, holding her hands in mock-prayer
infront of her while a magical look crossed her face.
"Yeah, but if he did, he would also capture Chibiusa and threaten to turn her
into a goblin." Makoto added.
"Well, I'd stay with Mamo-chan and let him turn her forever into one of the
goblins then."
"Hey!" Chibiusa argued at that thought as she turned on Usagi.
Everyone began to laugh at her small outburst about being turned into a
goblin and they laughed even harder once Usagi stuck out her tongue at her
future-daughter in defiance of her protests.
Sudden the even was shattered of it's peace when a loud scream was heard from
just beyond the park. The scouts looked amoungst themselves with hope within
there hearts that maybe one of the others might have reconized what could
possibly have ushered forth such a sound.
"What was that?" Chibiusa whispered in a wavering tone that betrayed the fear
deep inside her. She was used to weird and sometimes almost comical creatures
appearing around her and the others, none ever made such sounds nor sounded
so angry and dangerous.
"Lets go find out. What ever it was, it doesn't sound real friendly." Ami
said in a tone filled with falsify strength and courage. Even she didn't like
the sound and was afraid what it could be. But they were sailor sensei, and
they must stop whatever it was before it could hurt or kill anyone it found.
The others just looked at her and saw the determination in her features and
then just nodded, understand everything. They must find out what it was, so
that none may suffer if they grew scared and ran away before even understand
the foe.
They jumped into a ran towards the source, trampling newly-cut grass and
jumping over daisy's and roses of different shades towards a lone building.
The building appeared to be just another of the few abandoned buildings in
town. Brown bricked with trails of rust creeping down the walls from old fire
escapes that barely hung upon aged screws and bolts. A few faded words were
all that seemed left of the form glory it must have once been. "H_ppy Fo_ds
For A_l!" was all that was left of the bold paint. Again the roar was heard
and a few bits of dust fell from the building along with an old set of stairs
from the fire escape that crashed into the ground in a cloud of redish
orange.
"It came from over there, in the old parking lot." called Chibiusa as she
pointed to the left of the building and toward a few scattered street lights.
The group quietly walked towards the parklot, fear and terror gripping their
hearts as they prepared to veiw what could be behind the building. Their
eyes widened as they saw the creature. It was a lanky humanoid of sometype.
It's skin was of a sickly pale green with boils over most of it's back. It
lacked any kind of clothing exept for a pair of faded, torn black jeans that
seemed to barely be able to keep hold upon it's pelvis bone. The creature's
spine and top of his pelvis could be seen through his skin like it had been
starving and was despreate for food. He slouched to about 6'2" but could
easily tower above 7 feet tall if it did stand up. Forest green hair pulled
back in dreadlocks shook along it's shoulder blades and it raised it's head
to sniff at the air. Suddenly it turned around to face them, seemly having
smelt them in the air. It wore no shoes and it's toe-nails where cracked and
yellowed. Dark blue eyes gazed at them as he grinned a mouthful of yellowed
teeth. He pointed what appeared to be an ancient dagger towards them and
yelled again. The dagger was around 7 inches long and had a wicked blade
covered in weird writting that could not have been from this world.
"A youma." Minako gasped in shock, never having seen one so large and armed
with something as deadly as a blade like the one in it's hand.
The youma lost it's smile, as if understand that it had been figured out so
easily. Slowly, carefully it moved the knife an inch in front of it's thoat
while never wavering it's gaze from them. This youma appeared to want to kill
more badly then any before.
"Everyone, let's change" whispered Usagi as she gripped her locket in her
hand. Then all but Hotaru pulled forth their transformation devices and
started the change. The lot was filled with light as each changed into their
respected defender.
Sailor Chibimoon was the first to notice that Hotaru hadn't changed, due to
the fear of that... thing before her.
"Common Hotaru, hurry." Sailor Chibimoon urged, a slight tone of panic was
starting to rise in her voice in case the youma decided to attack Hotaru
before she changed and was ready for the battle.
Hotaru nodded towards her friend and pulled forth her transformation pen.
Then it happened.
Hotaru started to change, but without calling forth the power of Saturn.
Hotaru's clothes began to seep into her body as her skin dried and blackened
into leather almost. Her head pulled back as if someone yanked upon her black
hair and a growl suddenly became issued from deep within her thoat. A growl
that was definatly not something she could have ever made. Then as quickly
as her head snapped back, it came forward again, but changed. Her cheek
bones protruded in her face, almost ripping the tightened skin. Her eyes
glowed an erie red and her hair had completely dissapeared. Hands twisted at
painful angles till the snapping of her bones could be heard and still they
twisted and changed till they became a saddistic mockery of clawed hands. A
dead light grew before her and her right hand struck forth the grab it and
the light faded to reveil a scathe where once a spear should have been
instead. Bits of bone and nail tore throughout her skin at strange angles and
locationed along her body in a mosaic of pain. Her feet shrank and became
hard, forming hooves of glinting steel that tore chunks of black gravel
beneigth her.
What might have once stood Sailor Saturn, youngest of the Outer Sensei, stood
a demon of pain and suffering. The demoness was like a broken mirror
reflection of Saturn, death, but filled with sadistic glee and mutilation
where protection and understanding should have been.
The new Saturn bared her teeth, yellow from what might have been endless
flames carressing them, at the youma and filled the night with her own
tortored scream of challenge in reply. Once she had finished returning the
challenge, Hotaru realized what had just happened to her.
'No, whats happened? What is this? This isn't me. Someone, help me...
please." she thought to her as she gazed over herself.
The other sensei stood still, unsure of what to make of what just happened.
Their friend and fellow scout changed, but not into the form that they had
all known and trusted, but changed into this demonic creature that they all
feared and didn't understand. The scouts looked at eachother, waiting for
someone, anyone, else to make the first move, to decide what must be done.
Weather to accept it as the Saturn they knew, be wary of what it might do, or
to challenge it to understand where it's loyalitys might still lie.
The youma, seeing that all of the other scouts where ignoring it and watching
their friend, decided to strike in hopes of a quick first kill. It leap
forward, dagger poised high above it's head in order to bring the blade
crashing into Saturn's heart, understanding that she will be the most
dangerous of them all.
The demonic Saturn saw the youma coming straight for her and paniced. Then
she knew nothing.
Her right arm swang forward as she knelt, causing the youma's arm to hit the
shaft of the scathe. She pulled towards the side, hoping to sever the
offened appendage at the elbow, but the youma pulled back, but not fast
enough as a light slash was made upon it's forearm. The youma jumped back
to escape the close fight with Saturn. Quickly it dared a glance at it's
arm, noticing the sliver of purple blood that started to drip forth from the
wound. Glaring back at Saturn for drawing the first blood, it licked at the
cut with it's tongue, tasting his blood and vowing that the next one to draw
blood would be himself. Saturn returned the gaze with equaled hatred and
determination that her next blow would surely end this battle.
The other Sensei could only stand and stare as fear fogged their brains and
panic set upon their hearts that if they joined such a battle as fiece and
deadly as this they might cause Saturn to become distracted. Or worse, this
Saturn might turn on them.
In a flash, both combatians flew at each, the youma taking to the sky again
to bring a silvery death from the heavens and Saturn running along the
ground, ready to block and counter the next attack. The youma struck forth
again with intent to bring the blade within Saturns heart, but as she brought
up her scathe for the parry, he changed tactics at the last second, grabbed
ahold of the shaft and pulling the weapon with all his might to effectily
rip the weapon from her grasp.
Grinning arrogantly and holder her scathe for her to see, he cast it like a
thrown dagger into the air towards the building, watching it spin in a
violent circle as it thudded into the brick wall near the top. A small peice
of brick dislodged from the crack it created and tumbled down to the ground
as if sounding the winning goal.
Upon seeing this, Saturn crouched low to the ground in a defensive stance,
preparing to dodge any blows instead of parrying. The youma didn't disappoint
her as he crouched himself but into an attacking poise, like a snake, ready
to strike at a moments notice.
He held his dagger in front of him, and stared her in her eyes, watching to
see where she was looking, hoping her eyes would betray her next move.
Slowly, almost painfully, he walked closer to her, murderous glee glinting
from his eyes. As he got within five feet of Saturn he stopped moving and sat
and waited for her to move. The seconds passed like hours. Suddenly he burst
forth, slashing wildly like an animal, aiming for her eyes and thoat. Saturn
rolled on the ground towards him and underneigth the high slashs. The tactic
caught him by complete surprise and by the time he managed to change his
aimming for below him, Saturn pushed hard on the ground and launched her feet
for a crushing kick to his jaw bone, sending him a few feet away into the
darkness just beyond the streetlight. The moment she landed, she quickly
pounced at him before he could recover from the blow. Sensing her approach,
he rolled to the side, barely missing the fatal strike.
The youma, bitting upon the dagger to keep from losing it, went down on all
fours and lept for the lamp post. He quickly climbed to the top and held onto
the extending arm with his hands and feet. His breathing started to come out
in ragged puffs of white while the night chilled his sweating skin. He peered
down at Saturn through stray tangles of his hair and await her next move.
Saturn crouched on all fours herself, wary that the youma might try another
leaping slash at her, which he seemed to determind to do. Her hooves had
scarred the grass beneigth her feet as she noticed that the battle seemed to
have taken them away from the concrete and into another small field. Worried
that she wouldn't be able to gain purchase upon the lose dirt, she snaked
across the grass, never letting her eyes leave her pray in case he might
attack her. The youma watched her as she slowly moved, mis-interperting the
movement as her trying to gain a better position to pounce. In reply he then
vaulted himself into the air and seemed to almost fly onto the roof of the
old building nearly 30 feet away.
Saturn stared almost wide-eyed at the jump, surprised that it could travel
that far with such ease. Quickly, she launched into a run towards the
building and jumped to match the youma upon the roof, grabbing ahold of her
scathe as she lept.
The moment she hit the tiles upon the top the youma started it's attack
afresh. Saturn became hard pressed amoungst the volley of thrusts and slashes
aimmed at her and quickly rolled to a side in hopes of gaining a more firm
position to defend herself. As she started to stand, the youma had already
turned himself and was attacked her with the wild assult. She quickly brought
forth her scathe infront of her, blocking most of the attacks and dodging the
few that she could. She could see that these attacks lacked the power and
speed of the previous ones, understanding that this battle was finally taking
it's toll upon him. It a desperate gamble, Saturn struck out in a wide arc,
hitting the youma's right wrist and snapping it from the force of the blow.
Fear then set in the youma's eyes as it realized it was too close to fight
for his safty and his battle hand was now useless as the dagger fell from his
grasp. Upon seeing the fear, Saturn bellowed a victory cry and hefted her
scathe high into the air, ready for this long awaited kill. The youma, in a
desperate attempt to save his own life, raised his arms infront of him in
vain hopes of stopping the blade from ending his life. Then Saturn brought
down the blade.
The shaft crushed the youma's arms instantly, and she savoired the sound of
his bones cracking underneigth the strike. The blade peiced his left eye and
drove straight into his brain, killing him instantly in an explosion of
light that quickly turning into nothingness. Suddenly the blade ripped
through the back of his skull and flowed into his lower back, shattering his
spine and continuing onward untill she stuck the tiles below. The old
building's roof couldn't support the pression and they both fell deep within
it's bowels it a mixture of broken tiles, shattered glass and long-rested
dust.
Worried that Saturn might have been hurt during the colapse, the other sensei
bound forward in hopes of helping their friend and comrad but stopped as they
heard her yell peice the night once more, but this time a call of victory to
whatever gods she might have been calling to. Then silence rained. Worried
about what to do next, to check upon Saturn or flee in case of another attack
by her, but this time against them, they waited in quiet. Then they heard
her from deep within.
"Help me... oh god, what did I do... help me... please... I'm scared...
help... me..." Hotaru whispered from deep within before she collapsed asleep.
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Authors Notes: Ok, I hope this sounds alot better then before. I realize some
things have changed and won't follow complete in suit to what I wrote for the
next chapter, but I'm gonna revise the second chapter too. I did the revision
because I looked at what I wrote and was embaressed by it, and felt I could
do a much better job, so here I tried. I just feel like that at the part
where the youma disarmed Saturn I seemed to go downhill again and almost
rushed through it. What does anyone else think? Part of it might be that I
stopped at that part and decided to pick it up later. Well, email me what
you think about this revision and if you feel that I did seem to go hill at
that part and maybe I'll try to revision it again, but from that part.
Thanks for reading my fic and my notes, :)
Love Is Suicide, Lis
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The sun slowly set just beyond the skyline, causing the sky to tint into a
shower of purple, red and orange. A few lone stars dotted the sky with
faded glints of light that could barely catch the eyes of those whom choose
to look heavenward. Luna had already begun to appear but unable to dominate
the freshly growing night sky.
The evening winds swept across the few flower beds that sprung up by the
careful hands of city gardeners, as if checking to make sure each bud was
ready to sleep and be ready to greet the morning tommorrow. Gliding upon the
breeze was the faint scent of fresh cut grass from but a few hours before.
The Sailor Sensei walked passed it all, barely noticing anything as the
whispered and chatting about the movie they had just scene at the old movie
theater.
"I didn't know they still played such old movies in theaters anymore."
commented Setsuna amoungst the idle chat of the other women around her.
Hotaru snapped out of her thoughts and dreams about the movie at the sound
of Setsuna's voice.
"Why do you say that, Setsuna-mama?" Hotaru questions with curiousity within
her eyes.
Setuna looked at Hotaru, no longer even noticing the childhood nick-name of
mama added to the end of her name. Even with so many things that changed
around them and the sped up growth of Hotaru, Setuna delighted in the simple
things that did manage to stay the same, even if they weren't truely noticed.
"The movie is an old film, at least 15 years old. Not only that, but movies
such as it tend not to be seen as classics. And yet somehow it did."
"We'll I think it was like a dream come true. The goblin king willing to give
so much up for Sarah. Giving her an escape from her life, an adventure she
always dreamed of, and to ultimatly become a heroine able to make her own
choice." Chibiusa voiced dreamily as she gazed at the sunset. She softly
sighed as she dreamed about some day a prince on a white horse would take her
away.
Michiru and Haruka gazed at eachother with a soft smile on their faces. They
remembered being that young and craving such romance. And remembered when
they found it in eachother. Haruka then held out her hand and grasped
Michiru's gently when she was offered it. Yes, they did remember those nights
so long ago. The nights of romance and love. And those never did die away,
for the love and romance was still strong between them both.
"Sigh.... if only my Mamo-chan would do that, take me off to a magical land
like that." Usagi interupted them all, holding her hands in mock-prayer
infront of her while a magical look crossed her face.
"Yeah, but if he did, he would also capture Chibiusa and threaten to turn her
into a goblin." Makoto added.
"Well, I'd stay with Mamo-chan and let him turn her forever into one of the
goblins then."
"Hey!" Chibiusa argued at that thought as she turned on Usagi.
Everyone began to laugh at her small outburst about being turned into a
goblin and they laughed even harder once Usagi stuck out her tongue at her
future-daughter in defiance of her protests.
Sudden the even was shattered of it's peace when a loud scream was heard from
just beyond the park. The scouts looked amoungst themselves with hope within
there hearts that maybe one of the others might have reconized what could
possibly have ushered forth such a sound.
"What was that?" Chibiusa whispered in a wavering tone that betrayed the fear
deep inside her. She was used to weird and sometimes almost comical creatures
appearing around her and the others, none ever made such sounds nor sounded
so angry and dangerous.
"Lets go find out. What ever it was, it doesn't sound real friendly." Ami
said in a tone filled with falsify strength and courage. Even she didn't like
the sound and was afraid what it could be. But they were sailor sensei, and
they must stop whatever it was before it could hurt or kill anyone it found.
The others just looked at her and saw the determination in her features and
then just nodded, understand everything. They must find out what it was, so
that none may suffer if they grew scared and ran away before even understand
the foe.
They jumped into a ran towards the source, trampling newly-cut grass and
jumping over daisy's and roses of different shades towards a lone building.
The building appeared to be just another of the few abandoned buildings in
town. Brown bricked with trails of rust creeping down the walls from old fire
escapes that barely hung upon aged screws and bolts. A few faded words were
all that seemed left of the form glory it must have once been. "H_ppy Fo_ds
For A_l!" was all that was left of the bold paint. Again the roar was heard
and a few bits of dust fell from the building along with an old set of stairs
from the fire escape that crashed into the ground in a cloud of redish
orange.
"It came from over there, in the old parking lot." called Chibiusa as she
pointed to the left of the building and toward a few scattered street lights.
The group quietly walked towards the parklot, fear and terror gripping their
hearts as they prepared to veiw what could be behind the building. Their
eyes widened as they saw the creature. It was a lanky humanoid of sometype.
It's skin was of a sickly pale green with boils over most of it's back. It
lacked any kind of clothing exept for a pair of faded, torn black jeans that
seemed to barely be able to keep hold upon it's pelvis bone. The creature's
spine and top of his pelvis could be seen through his skin like it had been
starving and was despreate for food. He slouched to about 6'2" but could
easily tower above 7 feet tall if it did stand up. Forest green hair pulled
back in dreadlocks shook along it's shoulder blades and it raised it's head
to sniff at the air. Suddenly it turned around to face them, seemly having
smelt them in the air. It wore no shoes and it's toe-nails where cracked and
yellowed. Dark blue eyes gazed at them as he grinned a mouthful of yellowed
teeth. He pointed what appeared to be an ancient dagger towards them and
yelled again. The dagger was around 7 inches long and had a wicked blade
covered in weird writting that could not have been from this world.
"A youma." Minako gasped in shock, never having seen one so large and armed
with something as deadly as a blade like the one in it's hand.
The youma lost it's smile, as if understand that it had been figured out so
easily. Slowly, carefully it moved the knife an inch in front of it's thoat
while never wavering it's gaze from them. This youma appeared to want to kill
more badly then any before.
"Everyone, let's change" whispered Usagi as she gripped her locket in her
hand. Then all but Hotaru pulled forth their transformation devices and
started the change. The lot was filled with light as each changed into their
respected defender.
Sailor Chibimoon was the first to notice that Hotaru hadn't changed, due to
the fear of that... thing before her.
"Common Hotaru, hurry." Sailor Chibimoon urged, a slight tone of panic was
starting to rise in her voice in case the youma decided to attack Hotaru
before she changed and was ready for the battle.
Hotaru nodded towards her friend and pulled forth her transformation pen.
Then it happened.
Hotaru started to change, but without calling forth the power of Saturn.
Hotaru's clothes began to seep into her body as her skin dried and blackened
into leather almost. Her head pulled back as if someone yanked upon her black
hair and a growl suddenly became issued from deep within her thoat. A growl
that was definatly not something she could have ever made. Then as quickly
as her head snapped back, it came forward again, but changed. Her cheek
bones protruded in her face, almost ripping the tightened skin. Her eyes
glowed an erie red and her hair had completely dissapeared. Hands twisted at
painful angles till the snapping of her bones could be heard and still they
twisted and changed till they became a saddistic mockery of clawed hands. A
dead light grew before her and her right hand struck forth the grab it and
the light faded to reveil a scathe where once a spear should have been
instead. Bits of bone and nail tore throughout her skin at strange angles and
locationed along her body in a mosaic of pain. Her feet shrank and became
hard, forming hooves of glinting steel that tore chunks of black gravel
beneigth her.
What might have once stood Sailor Saturn, youngest of the Outer Sensei, stood
a demon of pain and suffering. The demoness was like a broken mirror
reflection of Saturn, death, but filled with sadistic glee and mutilation
where protection and understanding should have been.
The new Saturn bared her teeth, yellow from what might have been endless
flames carressing them, at the youma and filled the night with her own
tortored scream of challenge in reply. Once she had finished returning the
challenge, Hotaru realized what had just happened to her.
'No, whats happened? What is this? This isn't me. Someone, help me...
please." she thought to her as she gazed over herself.
The other sensei stood still, unsure of what to make of what just happened.
Their friend and fellow scout changed, but not into the form that they had
all known and trusted, but changed into this demonic creature that they all
feared and didn't understand. The scouts looked at eachother, waiting for
someone, anyone, else to make the first move, to decide what must be done.
Weather to accept it as the Saturn they knew, be wary of what it might do, or
to challenge it to understand where it's loyalitys might still lie.
The youma, seeing that all of the other scouts where ignoring it and watching
their friend, decided to strike in hopes of a quick first kill. It leap
forward, dagger poised high above it's head in order to bring the blade
crashing into Saturn's heart, understanding that she will be the most
dangerous of them all.
The demonic Saturn saw the youma coming straight for her and paniced. Then
she knew nothing.
Her right arm swang forward as she knelt, causing the youma's arm to hit the
shaft of the scathe. She pulled towards the side, hoping to sever the
offened appendage at the elbow, but the youma pulled back, but not fast
enough as a light slash was made upon it's forearm. The youma jumped back
to escape the close fight with Saturn. Quickly it dared a glance at it's
arm, noticing the sliver of purple blood that started to drip forth from the
wound. Glaring back at Saturn for drawing the first blood, it licked at the
cut with it's tongue, tasting his blood and vowing that the next one to draw
blood would be himself. Saturn returned the gaze with equaled hatred and
determination that her next blow would surely end this battle.
The other Sensei could only stand and stare as fear fogged their brains and
panic set upon their hearts that if they joined such a battle as fiece and
deadly as this they might cause Saturn to become distracted. Or worse, this
Saturn might turn on them.
In a flash, both combatians flew at each, the youma taking to the sky again
to bring a silvery death from the heavens and Saturn running along the
ground, ready to block and counter the next attack. The youma struck forth
again with intent to bring the blade within Saturns heart, but as she brought
up her scathe for the parry, he changed tactics at the last second, grabbed
ahold of the shaft and pulling the weapon with all his might to effectily
rip the weapon from her grasp.
Grinning arrogantly and holder her scathe for her to see, he cast it like a
thrown dagger into the air towards the building, watching it spin in a
violent circle as it thudded into the brick wall near the top. A small peice
of brick dislodged from the crack it created and tumbled down to the ground
as if sounding the winning goal.
Upon seeing this, Saturn crouched low to the ground in a defensive stance,
preparing to dodge any blows instead of parrying. The youma didn't disappoint
her as he crouched himself but into an attacking poise, like a snake, ready
to strike at a moments notice.
He held his dagger in front of him, and stared her in her eyes, watching to
see where she was looking, hoping her eyes would betray her next move.
Slowly, almost painfully, he walked closer to her, murderous glee glinting
from his eyes. As he got within five feet of Saturn he stopped moving and sat
and waited for her to move. The seconds passed like hours. Suddenly he burst
forth, slashing wildly like an animal, aiming for her eyes and thoat. Saturn
rolled on the ground towards him and underneigth the high slashs. The tactic
caught him by complete surprise and by the time he managed to change his
aimming for below him, Saturn pushed hard on the ground and launched her feet
for a crushing kick to his jaw bone, sending him a few feet away into the
darkness just beyond the streetlight. The moment she landed, she quickly
pounced at him before he could recover from the blow. Sensing her approach,
he rolled to the side, barely missing the fatal strike.
The youma, bitting upon the dagger to keep from losing it, went down on all
fours and lept for the lamp post. He quickly climbed to the top and held onto
the extending arm with his hands and feet. His breathing started to come out
in ragged puffs of white while the night chilled his sweating skin. He peered
down at Saturn through stray tangles of his hair and await her next move.
Saturn crouched on all fours herself, wary that the youma might try another
leaping slash at her, which he seemed to determind to do. Her hooves had
scarred the grass beneigth her feet as she noticed that the battle seemed to
have taken them away from the concrete and into another small field. Worried
that she wouldn't be able to gain purchase upon the lose dirt, she snaked
across the grass, never letting her eyes leave her pray in case he might
attack her. The youma watched her as she slowly moved, mis-interperting the
movement as her trying to gain a better position to pounce. In reply he then
vaulted himself into the air and seemed to almost fly onto the roof of the
old building nearly 30 feet away.
Saturn stared almost wide-eyed at the jump, surprised that it could travel
that far with such ease. Quickly, she launched into a run towards the
building and jumped to match the youma upon the roof, grabbing ahold of her
scathe as she lept.
The moment she hit the tiles upon the top the youma started it's attack
afresh. Saturn became hard pressed amoungst the volley of thrusts and slashes
aimmed at her and quickly rolled to a side in hopes of gaining a more firm
position to defend herself. As she started to stand, the youma had already
turned himself and was attacked her with the wild assult. She quickly brought
forth her scathe infront of her, blocking most of the attacks and dodging the
few that she could. She could see that these attacks lacked the power and
speed of the previous ones, understanding that this battle was finally taking
it's toll upon him. It a desperate gamble, Saturn struck out in a wide arc,
hitting the youma's right wrist and snapping it from the force of the blow.
Fear then set in the youma's eyes as it realized it was too close to fight
for his safty and his battle hand was now useless as the dagger fell from his
grasp. Upon seeing the fear, Saturn bellowed a victory cry and hefted her
scathe high into the air, ready for this long awaited kill. The youma, in a
desperate attempt to save his own life, raised his arms infront of him in
vain hopes of stopping the blade from ending his life. Then Saturn brought
down the blade.
The shaft crushed the youma's arms instantly, and she savoired the sound of
his bones cracking underneigth the strike. The blade peiced his left eye and
drove straight into his brain, killing him instantly in an explosion of
light that quickly turning into nothingness. Suddenly the blade ripped
through the back of his skull and flowed into his lower back, shattering his
spine and continuing onward untill she stuck the tiles below. The old
building's roof couldn't support the pression and they both fell deep within
it's bowels it a mixture of broken tiles, shattered glass and long-rested
dust.
Worried that Saturn might have been hurt during the colapse, the other sensei
bound forward in hopes of helping their friend and comrad but stopped as they
heard her yell peice the night once more, but this time a call of victory to
whatever gods she might have been calling to. Then silence rained. Worried
about what to do next, to check upon Saturn or flee in case of another attack
by her, but this time against them, they waited in quiet. Then they heard
her from deep within.
"Help me... oh god, what did I do... help me... please... I'm scared...
help... me..." Hotaru whispered from deep within before she collapsed asleep.
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Authors Notes: Ok, I hope this sounds alot better then before. I realize some
things have changed and won't follow complete in suit to what I wrote for the
next chapter, but I'm gonna revise the second chapter too. I did the revision
because I looked at what I wrote and was embaressed by it, and felt I could
do a much better job, so here I tried. I just feel like that at the part
where the youma disarmed Saturn I seemed to go downhill again and almost
rushed through it. What does anyone else think? Part of it might be that I
stopped at that part and decided to pick it up later. Well, email me what
you think about this revision and if you feel that I did seem to go hill at
that part and maybe I'll try to revision it again, but from that part.
Thanks for reading my fic and my notes, :)
Love Is Suicide, Lis