The Marine of Pluto

By Coenraad

Chapter 1

Disclaimer: I do not own Sailor Moon, nor do I make any money from this.

Arisugawa park on a hot summer day, the birds were singing their song to a finely tuned acoustic guitar. the tunes played where unlike anything anyone had ever heard and the lyrics in a language that most didn't understand. but that small fact didn't keep bystanders from enjoying it.

"I'm gonna trade this life for fortune and fame. I'd even cut my hair and change my name"

Some of the people who enjoyed the performance even saw fit to throw a few yen coins into the guitar case that sat Open next to the performer. And while it didn't intend to gather tips, the gesture was surely appreciated.

"'Cause we all just wanna be big rockstars. And live in hilltop houses driving fifteen cars. The girls come easy and the drugs come cheap. We'll all stay skinny 'cause we just won't eat. And we'll hang out in the coolest bars"

The day seemed perfect, at least until a giant explosion rocked the park, instantly causing the birds to stop their sing and take off and cord play and singing of the performer dropped to a halt.

The citizens of Juuban ward were well accustomed to this accordance and they proceeded to leave the park. the performer however put down his guitar and proceeded to do the dumbest thing anyone living in Juuban could do... heading to the source of the disturbance.

after running for about a minute, the guitarist stopped and ducked behind a bush for cover. before him were 9 girls dressed in skirted sailor uniforms battling a giant creature of sorts. The creature itself was like a weird description of the devil himself. two giant horns adorned either side of its head, its leg structure was like that of a goat ending in a double toed hoof. however skin was none existent the surface of its body was covered in muscles.

Focusing of the Sailor clad girls, he noted their different coloration and that they sported battle injuries of varying degree.

"Neptune! over here!" one of them shouted as she attacked. Having seen various pictures of the Sailor Senshi, he hadn't seen the one that shouted the command before. Even among the weird colorations of hair and eyes that existed in Japan, her green hair and red eyes stood out like balls on a bulldog. that and her staff, adorned with a heart and a jewel inside of it seemed odd to him until she fired a beam of immense power from along with Sailor Neptune who fired a beam from the Mirror she was holding.

This opened a door for Sailor Saturn to jump up and attempt to strike the creature in the head with her Silence Glaive from above. Sadly the attempt failed as she creature spotted her and punched her as if swatting a mosquito out of the air. this caused Sailor Neptune and the green haired red eyed Senshi to exclaim their stricken comrade's name.

after landing on the ground Sailor Saturn tried to recover from the hit and get onto her feet, her Glaive having been knocked from her hands and now several feet out of her reach. The Creature however had other plans and was intent to finish her off now that she was down.

The unknown Senshi realized this and jumped up high to attack the creature's head in an attempt to buy Saturn some time but be it a stroke of dumb luck or skill, the creature saw the attack coming and lashed out, the sharp talons that adorned its fingers slashing her across the stomach.

"Oh crap..." the guitarist muttered as he stood up slightly to get a better look at the unknown Senshi that had landed not far away from him. She was hurt obviously, a look of pain across her face and she was holding her left hand to her stomach as she say on her knees, struggling to get to her feet.

The creature smiled as it licked the blood it had drawn from its talons and moved for the finishing strike.

"Screw this..." the guitarist muttered as he committed himself to action as he started to dash towards the wounded Senshi.

barely able to keep herself standing in her wounded state, Setsuna became slightly aware that she might die today. She had tried to use her time manipulation ability to dilate time but it hadn't worked and on the same token she her ability to perceive and analyze things slightly ahead of time seemed to be blocked off as well. her Time key even refused to teleport her for some odd reason. as the creature folded its hands together above its head to perform a double fisted hammer strike onto the ground she contemplated the reasons as to why her abilities were being blocked. Either this creature could disrupt the link to their respective planets or her future self had blocked it. the former was a scary thought, the latter an infuriating one no matter the reasons.

As she faced the incoming coup de grâce, she was shocked to notice someone slam into her from her left. this someone, whom she noticed was being a male, skillfully jumped head first past her with his back towards the creature. Wrapping his left arm across her back and his hand coming to rest on her Right side, he pulled her close as he twisted both her and himself in mid air. the twist was an unexpected touch as she was dragged along toward the ground, he managed to put himself between her and the ground. but what really surprised her was the fact that the man had taken out a small pistol from behind his back with his right hand and fired it three times before landing hitting the Youma several times.

Hitting the ground with herself being forcefully hugged to his chest, he grunted slightly before propped up his right neck and resuming his shooting. Seven more shots rang out and she heard Jupiter yell out "Uranus, now!"

If it wasn't for the seriousness of the situation she might have noticed how strangely comfortable this man's embrace felt, even under the small shock waves of his pistol firing. but the rapid fire of question going through her mind kept her from noticing it. 'who was this man, why did he interfere, how did he get hold of a gun, how can he jump like that and in mere second manage to fire 3 rounds and how can he control his fall that well?'

Looking over to his right, through the sights of his pistol while clutching the Senshi to his chest he fired the seven rounds as the Senshi took the initiative during this distraction. Sure with all the muscles it didn't seem like the five point seven millimeter bullets did anything aside from pissing the creature off and distracting it. the first three shots were enough to halt its attack to shield its head. Sailor Neptune took this opportunity to jump up and stick her sword into the creatures neck from behind. the accompanying howl was enough to give him pause. as he noticed sailor moon perform her Tiara attack and Sailor mars moving to merge her fire soul with it, he knew that it wouldn't be long until this creature was killed.

Narrowing his eyes he opted to fire the last 10 rounds that were left in his gun. While he didn't carry spare magazines with him, he doubted that the Senshi would try to harm him for his assistance. And the Tiara empowered by a fire soul struck the creature and disintegrated it. The slide of his pistol locked back to indicate it was empty.

heaving a sigh of relieve that it was over, he put his hands shoulders of the Senshi that was still against his chest and slowly shook her, trying to coax her to left herself up. "Are you ok Ma'am?" he said in accented Japanese.

"Pluto!" several of the girls exclaimed as they rushed towards her, and safe for the Senshi of Neptune and Uranus, they stopped short and blushed.

"Pluto! are you ok!?" Uranus exclaimed as she took up an aggressive stance with her sword poised towards the man.

'so her name is Sailor Pluto huh?' He took note of this as he let go of her shoulders and showed his hands to Uranus. even if his right hand had his pistol dangling from it, his index finger still in the trigger guard. "I don't want any trouble now..." he said trying to remain calm.

Pushing herself off of the man, she couldn't help but develop a nervous blush as she realized what kind of a position she was in, with her hands on either side of him and her knees planted on either side of his legs. She looked into his blue eyes at which he produced a lady killer smile while his hands were open in surrender beside his head. "I'm fine, now." she managed to say before narrowing her eyes and standing up. Though her planet's link was already moving to heal her, she couldn't help but wince slightly. Though the landing was dampened by the man's body, that didn't mean it was exactly a good thing to hit the ground with such an injury.

"Who are you?" she asked him as she dusted herself off.

"Hawk" he answered in English with a smile "Taka" he then said in Japanese.

Pluto narrowed her eyes as she stood above him. Noting that he was dressed in a white blouse, blue jeans and sneakers while his hear was done in a military style haircut. "What is your real full name?" she asked sternly.

"Tell you what... you tell me yours and I'll tell you mine." he said as a cocky grin appeared on his face.

"What should we do with him?" Uranus asked, getting slightly annoyed by the unknown situations that the man represented.

"Leave him alone" Sailor moon commanded, causing Uranus to look at her Princess. "He saved Pluto's life and distracted the youma for us. we owe him our gratitude."

"And he's a hunk" Sailor Venus supplied as she and Sailor Jupiter had hearts in their eyes.

Pluto couldn't help but roll her eyes at this but her Princess had a point, And she noticed that 'hawk' had almost the same reaction.

"Who do you work for?" she asked while gesturing at Uranus to lower her stance. She complied but it was painfully obvious that she didn't like it one bit.

"You tell me yours and I'll tell you mine." he responded again.

This response caused Pluto to sigh while she could normally just use the Time Gate to find out this information, there was something to be said about hearing it from the horse's mouth.

"Hmmm guys... we really should go before the authorities show up..." Sailor Mercury said as she kept looking over her shoulder while tapping at her computer.

the other sailors nodded at this "Don't follow us..." Pluto advised.

"Don't worry, I have to clean up after myself anyways" he answered with a smile, gesturing to the twenty spent casings that littered the grass beside him.

satisfied, she looked at her princess and nodded. nodding back Sailor Moon started to run out of the park and Pluto easily fell into formation along with the other Senshi.

Hawk looked after the retreating forms of the sailor Senshi, He had to admire the speed and agility they demonstrated as they ran across the park, leaped over the high wall and soon afterward leaped to the roof of the nearest build from where they continue to roof hop toward where every it was that they were going. It was his first time seeing this and it left him breathless while wishing that he would be capable of such feats. putting his hand behind his head, he would roll back slightly before performing a kip-up. Once standing he bent down to pick up the twenty spent shell casings that were left in the wake of his impromptu-rescue. inwardly he groaned, he had expected gratitude, not a strange sense of hostility and distrust. while the distrust could be explained by the regular cliché of fear for their secret identity being discovered, the fact that they perceived him as a threat came as light shock.

Heaving a sigh he turned back to where he had left his guitar. "Well, at least I made contact... if you could call it that." he mused to himself. "I wonder when I'll meet them again."

Later at night, Hawk leaned back in the seat of a M1123 Humvee that he had brought with him to Japan. Sure it was being phased out of service, but that didn't stop him from loving the old machine. the M1123 had always been his favorite variant, seating for 4 people including the driver and a generous cargo compartment at the back. all in all it had ample room to carry most of the equipment he would ever need or use.

Right now though, he was sitting in the front passenger seat working a computer, filling out an after action report for the incident in the park. These reports were the bread and butter that allowed for this operation. the President and the Emperor of Japan had long since been aware of the threat that had befallen them and of the current defenders that seemed as the first, last and only line of defense. Japan had since tried to get a handle on the situation. letting the JSDF try to tackle the problem but this was mostly met with failure. so instead they asked for assistance with a few strict restrictions. most of which amounted to a lot of political bullshit that he himself had no patience for. But these reports which he wrote would get read by his own and the Japanese governments.

He made an extensive note about the time that he had opened fire, noting how the 5.7mm ammo only seemed to tickle and annoy his target. as the ammo used in the FN Five Seven pistol was known for near perfect target penetration, he somehow doubted that the .45 ACP round his service weapon boasted could do any better.

He would like to have something more powerful on hand. Maybe an attack helicopter would be nice but that would attract too much attention. but at the same time that was the challenge that he enjoyed in his job. Special operations while maintaining a minimum foot print. letting the population at large cling to its idea of security. if only some of them knew how fragile the system was.

Sending off the report via Satellite link. he got out of the Humvee and locked the door before going to rear hatch. Retrieving a small box and suitcase he locked the hatch and checked all the doors to ensure that they were all secured. with that done he walked to the elevator that was on the near wall of the parking garage that he was in.

Japan was kind enough to supply him with a small suite at a hotel in Juuban. if it wasn't for the fact that Japan was so densely populated and that Juuban wasn't exactly on the outskirts of the metropolis, he would have gladly parked in a forest and set up camp in a tent. that way he had more free reign to do his job behind the scenes. but for now he guessed that this would have to do.

after going several floors up and walking into his room. he dropped the box and suitcase on the bed and opened both. the suitcase contained special slots for two pistols and several magazines. one of the pistols there was a Kimber ICQB, a special version reminiscent of the old M1911A1. it was bulky, sturdy and fired the .45 ACP round.

the other slot was empty but was meant for the FN Five Seven that he carried while in civilian clothing. The Five Seven pistol was smaller and lighter and there for easier to conceal. carrying extra magazines was always a slightly problem, but after today he would make sure to carry at least more than one spare magazines.

Reaching behind his back he would pull out the pistol and eject the empty magazine still inside. sitting down on the edge of the bed, he pulled up the small box and took out several rounds and started to fill the magazine that he had ejected. after loading twenty rounds, he put it in the gun and racked it to prime the weapon. putting it back into its holster, he would take two more magazines out of the suitcase and proceeded to fill them as well.

after he was done with this he had hidden the ammo and suitcase, and picked up a small sketch book and laid back on the bed. He began to idly sketch using a pencil, and over the course of half an hour the visage of Sailor Pluto began to take shape. but the strangest thing he found was the fact that he couldn't clearly recount her face. sure those intense red eyes and green hair stood out but he somehow failed to recognize the contours of her face even if these were accurately on the paper he used as a medium. giving a shrug he figured that the minor reports from the JSDF had some core of truth.

looking up the face of the clock that hung on the wall showed 10 before 11 o'clock. Giving a slight yawn he decided to put his things away, and go to bed. laying back on top of the covers and with his clothes still on, he let sleep claim him.

A/N;

JSDF = Japanese Self Defense Force

M1123 Humvee = The Military version of the H1 Hummer, M1123 is the military designation for the variant that carries 4 people including a driver and has a square trunk with door.