Star-chan: Woah, I don't know how long ago I wrote this, and now I finally
posting it for the masses to read!
Hart: She wrote this before she met me, so it's different than usual.
Neko: You should be writing something for your other stories.
Star-chan: Sorry, I get writers block a lot. *does double take* Wait, were you actually semi-NICE to me?!
Neko: No. I was just giving the mob about to attack you a good reason to.
Star-chan: *noticing mob people* Not again! Where do you people come from?! *dodges flying pitchfork* Um.... Let's begin the story!
DISCLAIMER:
Star-chan: *to the tune of "Twinkle, Twinkle"* Twinkle, Twinkle, Sailor Moon. How I wish I could own you.
Neko: But we could get sued, if we said that we owned you.
Hart: Twinkle, Twinkle, Sailor Moon, How we wish we could own you.
*~*
Serena Tsukino, your average, everyday, run-of-the-mill, teen (for the most part), stormed once more out of the Crown Arcade, seething. She proceeded to a nearby park where she sat down and, to the surprise of many if they could see, pulled out a plain pink diary and started to write furiously.
*~*
Dear Diary,
He did it again. Darien Shields. Why does he enjoy teasing me like this? Can't he see how much it hurts? Or doesn't he care? And why must he be so damn irresistibly hot?! And Luna and the others are still mad with me about the last battle at the fair, when Zoycite almost got my crystal. Raye's holding it for now. Why can't they just *trust* me? Another question: Why am *I* Sailor Moon, Champion of Justice? I don't like any of that stuff. It just adds to my frustration. One more reason life seems to torture me: WHY and HOW did I *fall in love* with my mortal enemy, Darien? It's official, life hates my guts.
*~*
Serena sighed. Her life was doomed to be one battle after another, if not with Darien, then with Luna or Raye or the Negaverse. Completely doomed.
*~*
Speaking of the Negaverse, Zoycite was in her rooms there, moping over her latest failure. If only she could of gotten to the crystal before that blasted cat! The general slammed her fist against a wall. If only she could discover a weakness against Tuxedo Mask and those meddling scouts...
Suddenly, Zoycite had an encounter with inspiration. If Nephlite could use it to show him the key to the Silver Crystal. Why can't *she* use it for a similar purpose? The blonde general grabbed the Dark Crystal. She held it up and in a strong, clear voice, she said, "Show me the weakness of the Sailor Scouts and Tuxedo Mask!", and slammed most of her power into the crystal.
The crystal glowed purple and slowly a hologram of a lonely girl sitting on a park bench formed. Zoycite cackled evilly, even as the hologram faded and she fell due to her lack of strength. 'This next mission will be a piece of cake,' she thought as she formed her plan.
*~*
Serena still sat on that bench at sunset. She watched as the sun sank lower below the horizon. Luna came up from behind her and jumped onto Serena's lap. Luna said, "Come on, Serena. We've got a meeting soon."
"About what?" Serena asked dully. After everything that had happened since the previous night, she would be perfectly happy never to go to another meeting of any kind ever again.
"We need to discuss our next move. Depending upon whether we trust Tuxedo Mask enough, we need to a way to get Zoycite's crystals." The black cat, ignorant to her mistress's distress, leaped onto Serena's shoulder.
"I don't wanna have another round-about talk about if we should trust him," Serena retorted with a hint of spite in her voice. "He's saved my life so many times, and this is how we thank him?!"
"We can't be sure if we can trust him! He could be an enemy, for all we know!" Luna said harshly. She jumped to the bench so she could see her charge properly. Soften the tone of her voice, but remaining firm, she added, "You can't allow your feelings for him cloud you judgment, Serena."
"Stop it!" Serena shouted, fed up with everything. She ran off into the park, ignoring Luna calling that she had dropped her communicator. The blonde just kept running, not knowing nor caring where she was going. The only time she stopped was when she bumped into something warm and soft, and fell loudly on her rear as punishment for not looking where she was going. The body she crashed in to spoke.
"Am I the only person you run over, Meatball Head?"
She looked up, already knowing the smirk on the face above her. "Leave me alone, Darien! If I had I choice, I wouldn't bump into you!" she yelled without realizing what she had said or that tears falling from her eyes. She stood and once more ran deeper into the park, ignoring the man behind her, looking after her with worry.
*~*
Raye, Lita and Amy sat waiting patiently in their usually booth at the Crown Arcade. At least, some were patient. "Where is that Meatball Headed excuse of a leader?!" Raye ranted. "She was supposed to be here an half hour ago!"
"Raye, calm down," the sensible Amy said, looking over the top of her novel of the day at the fuming priestess.
"Yeah, it's not like this is new or anything," Lita drawled, leaning back and crossing her arms behind her head.
Raye opened her mouth to retort, but was cut off by the all too familiar scream of, "MONSTER!"
The three girls looked at each other and nodded. They slipped out the door and ran into the nearest alley to transform.
*~*
Darien, after the run-in with Serena, continued his path back to his apartment. The way she'd acted worried him. Serena had never cried, even when he was being particularly mean to her the other day. She wailed like a banshee on all occasions, but never did a single, true, crystal tear fall from her beautiful blue eyes.
His thoughts were cut off as a huge youma ran onto the street. He ran into a conveniently placed alley and transformed.
*~*
Serena looked around nervously. She had no idea where she was. The trees were tall and dark, blotting out the setting sun almost completely. No bushes or flowers were planted, just the foreboding trees. Never, in all her fourteen years of exploring the park, had she come across this place. Evil seemed to live in the very trees, breeding in the shadows, filling her mind. Scared, the blonde turned slowly back towards the way she came.
A familiar laugh caused her to stop in her tracks. She whipped around to see Zoycite appear in her usual display of cherry blossoms. Startled-did Zoycite know she was Sailor Moon? -Serena took a step back and screamed.
"Don't bother yelling for help, little girl," Zoycite sneered, advancing on the girl. "The Sailor Scouts and Tuxie are much too busy handling my youma to hear you." She cackled again, sending shivers down Serena's spine.
With a sudden speed that left Serena dazed, Zoycite grabbed her and ripped of her broach. "I think I'll leave this for Sailor Moon and her pals, shall I?" Zoycite asked cruelly. She threw the broach to the ground. Slowly, Serena felt her energy leave her body, growing more and more light- headed as Zoycite kept draining her. The last thing the blonde heard before losing consciousness completely was the general's horrible laughter.
"Now, let's go see how those twits are."
*~*
"Mars, look out!" Sailor Mars barely managed to throw herself out of the way of the youma's attack. Getting up, she cursed.
"Where is Sailor Moon when you need her?" Mars asked Mercury, who was trying to analyze the sickly green youma.
"All I know is she wasn't answering her communicator when I called," Sailor Jupiter, who had been assaulting and distracting the youma with Tuxedo Mask, answered the raven-haired priestess's question.
Mercury looked up from her mini-computer, determination in her eyes. "The youma's not human, and not very strong either," she called to the others. "We need to use all of attacks at once to kill it!"
Her fellow warriors nodded, and began to prepare for the attack.
"Mars Fireball. . . "
"Jupiter Thunder. . . "
"Mercury Bubbles. . ."
Tuxedo Mask managed to avoid another of the unknowing youma's attack. "Now, Scouts!"
"Charge!"
"Crash!"
"Blast!"
A chain of fire, lightening, and bubbles struck the youma head-on. With a scream of fury and pain, in crumbled into dust.
"That was a bit too easy," Mercury said. "Why use a regular one and not a human? Unless. . ." She started punching keys on her compact computer.
"Unless what?" Mars asked, sounding annoyed that Mercury refused to finish her idea. She shifted from foot to foot with restlessness. "And where is Sailor Moon?"
Jupiter, who was trying to catch on to Mercury's idea, answered. "Unless they wanted something else?"
"A diversion," Tuxedo Mask agreed. The scouts of Mars and Jupiter jumped when they heard the masked man speak. They hadn't noticed that he didn't leave like he usually did.
Mercury looked up. "I don't understand," she protested. "There are no other signals of active dark energy in Tokyo's vicinity. What was Zoycite's motive for the attack?"
"Speaking of which, where's is the witch?" Jupiter asked. "Normally she'd at least stick around to see us dust the youma before promising to get revenge and teleporting off." She cracked her knuckles menacingly, and grinned. "I was looking forward to a chance to pound her."
Mercury opened her mouth to reply, but it was lost when the four heard the general's unmistakable laughter.
"Well, I'm sorry I missed my youma's destruction and to disappoint you, but I had to pick up something," it drawled casually. The four warriors looked around for the source of the voice. Zoycite didn't appear to be anywhere, but her voice surrounded them. "Now, I have a little offer for you. You bring all of your crystals to the Tokyo Tower tomorrow at sundown, and we can have a little duel. Winner takes all."
"You'll be outnumbered, Zoycite," said Tuxedo Mask suspiciously, still trying to find the general. "What are you playing at?"
"Well, you see, Tuxie, I have one thing that will even the stakes and ensure your participation," Zoycite cackled. She suddenly appeared floating above the Scouts with Serena in her grip.
For a few seconds, the four soldiers just gaped at Serena. Then, Mars and Jupiter started to power up. Zoycite scolded lightly, as if she were a mother that found a child's hand in the cookie jar, "Now I wouldn't do that if you want your friend back in one piece." That stopped both of them in their tracks.
"Let her go." The Scouts turned in surprise when they hear the heat in the man's demand. He was standing ridged, his eyes fixed on the woman floating above him, and glaring so intensely that even the devil would have thought twice about dealing with him.
"Then what else could I use to even the odds?" the general answered, mockingly thoughtful and obviously enjoying her power over them. Tuxedo Mask growled and threw a rose at Zoycite before anyone knew what happened. On instinct, the blonde general disappeared and reappeared on street level, but several feet away.
"I wouldn't try that again, Tuxie." The general stood relaxed. "You wouldn't want it to hit your little friend here, would you?" She tightened her grip on Serena, who whimpered quietly.
The four froze. They knew she meant her threat and would have no problem seeing it through.
Zoycite cackled again. "See you at sundown, pests," she called and disappeared, Serena still unconscious in her hold.
*~*
Hart: Well....
Neko: That was really angsty.
Star-chan: Yeah. I didn't think it be this bad.
Neko: Star, your writing is always bad. *runs off to where ever she is when she's not bugging Star-chan*
Star-chan: Get your butt back here, Neko!
Hart: Umm. . . Star?
Star-chan: I mean it, Neko!
Hart: *more insistent* Star?!
Star-chan: What? *turns to see the mob again, charging, with the man-in white in the lead* Uh-oh. Byepleasereveiw! *runs*
REVIEW!!!!
Hart: She wrote this before she met me, so it's different than usual.
Neko: You should be writing something for your other stories.
Star-chan: Sorry, I get writers block a lot. *does double take* Wait, were you actually semi-NICE to me?!
Neko: No. I was just giving the mob about to attack you a good reason to.
Star-chan: *noticing mob people* Not again! Where do you people come from?! *dodges flying pitchfork* Um.... Let's begin the story!
DISCLAIMER:
Star-chan: *to the tune of "Twinkle, Twinkle"* Twinkle, Twinkle, Sailor Moon. How I wish I could own you.
Neko: But we could get sued, if we said that we owned you.
Hart: Twinkle, Twinkle, Sailor Moon, How we wish we could own you.
*~*
Serena Tsukino, your average, everyday, run-of-the-mill, teen (for the most part), stormed once more out of the Crown Arcade, seething. She proceeded to a nearby park where she sat down and, to the surprise of many if they could see, pulled out a plain pink diary and started to write furiously.
*~*
Dear Diary,
He did it again. Darien Shields. Why does he enjoy teasing me like this? Can't he see how much it hurts? Or doesn't he care? And why must he be so damn irresistibly hot?! And Luna and the others are still mad with me about the last battle at the fair, when Zoycite almost got my crystal. Raye's holding it for now. Why can't they just *trust* me? Another question: Why am *I* Sailor Moon, Champion of Justice? I don't like any of that stuff. It just adds to my frustration. One more reason life seems to torture me: WHY and HOW did I *fall in love* with my mortal enemy, Darien? It's official, life hates my guts.
*~*
Serena sighed. Her life was doomed to be one battle after another, if not with Darien, then with Luna or Raye or the Negaverse. Completely doomed.
*~*
Speaking of the Negaverse, Zoycite was in her rooms there, moping over her latest failure. If only she could of gotten to the crystal before that blasted cat! The general slammed her fist against a wall. If only she could discover a weakness against Tuxedo Mask and those meddling scouts...
Suddenly, Zoycite had an encounter with inspiration. If Nephlite could use it to show him the key to the Silver Crystal. Why can't *she* use it for a similar purpose? The blonde general grabbed the Dark Crystal. She held it up and in a strong, clear voice, she said, "Show me the weakness of the Sailor Scouts and Tuxedo Mask!", and slammed most of her power into the crystal.
The crystal glowed purple and slowly a hologram of a lonely girl sitting on a park bench formed. Zoycite cackled evilly, even as the hologram faded and she fell due to her lack of strength. 'This next mission will be a piece of cake,' she thought as she formed her plan.
*~*
Serena still sat on that bench at sunset. She watched as the sun sank lower below the horizon. Luna came up from behind her and jumped onto Serena's lap. Luna said, "Come on, Serena. We've got a meeting soon."
"About what?" Serena asked dully. After everything that had happened since the previous night, she would be perfectly happy never to go to another meeting of any kind ever again.
"We need to discuss our next move. Depending upon whether we trust Tuxedo Mask enough, we need to a way to get Zoycite's crystals." The black cat, ignorant to her mistress's distress, leaped onto Serena's shoulder.
"I don't wanna have another round-about talk about if we should trust him," Serena retorted with a hint of spite in her voice. "He's saved my life so many times, and this is how we thank him?!"
"We can't be sure if we can trust him! He could be an enemy, for all we know!" Luna said harshly. She jumped to the bench so she could see her charge properly. Soften the tone of her voice, but remaining firm, she added, "You can't allow your feelings for him cloud you judgment, Serena."
"Stop it!" Serena shouted, fed up with everything. She ran off into the park, ignoring Luna calling that she had dropped her communicator. The blonde just kept running, not knowing nor caring where she was going. The only time she stopped was when she bumped into something warm and soft, and fell loudly on her rear as punishment for not looking where she was going. The body she crashed in to spoke.
"Am I the only person you run over, Meatball Head?"
She looked up, already knowing the smirk on the face above her. "Leave me alone, Darien! If I had I choice, I wouldn't bump into you!" she yelled without realizing what she had said or that tears falling from her eyes. She stood and once more ran deeper into the park, ignoring the man behind her, looking after her with worry.
*~*
Raye, Lita and Amy sat waiting patiently in their usually booth at the Crown Arcade. At least, some were patient. "Where is that Meatball Headed excuse of a leader?!" Raye ranted. "She was supposed to be here an half hour ago!"
"Raye, calm down," the sensible Amy said, looking over the top of her novel of the day at the fuming priestess.
"Yeah, it's not like this is new or anything," Lita drawled, leaning back and crossing her arms behind her head.
Raye opened her mouth to retort, but was cut off by the all too familiar scream of, "MONSTER!"
The three girls looked at each other and nodded. They slipped out the door and ran into the nearest alley to transform.
*~*
Darien, after the run-in with Serena, continued his path back to his apartment. The way she'd acted worried him. Serena had never cried, even when he was being particularly mean to her the other day. She wailed like a banshee on all occasions, but never did a single, true, crystal tear fall from her beautiful blue eyes.
His thoughts were cut off as a huge youma ran onto the street. He ran into a conveniently placed alley and transformed.
*~*
Serena looked around nervously. She had no idea where she was. The trees were tall and dark, blotting out the setting sun almost completely. No bushes or flowers were planted, just the foreboding trees. Never, in all her fourteen years of exploring the park, had she come across this place. Evil seemed to live in the very trees, breeding in the shadows, filling her mind. Scared, the blonde turned slowly back towards the way she came.
A familiar laugh caused her to stop in her tracks. She whipped around to see Zoycite appear in her usual display of cherry blossoms. Startled-did Zoycite know she was Sailor Moon? -Serena took a step back and screamed.
"Don't bother yelling for help, little girl," Zoycite sneered, advancing on the girl. "The Sailor Scouts and Tuxie are much too busy handling my youma to hear you." She cackled again, sending shivers down Serena's spine.
With a sudden speed that left Serena dazed, Zoycite grabbed her and ripped of her broach. "I think I'll leave this for Sailor Moon and her pals, shall I?" Zoycite asked cruelly. She threw the broach to the ground. Slowly, Serena felt her energy leave her body, growing more and more light- headed as Zoycite kept draining her. The last thing the blonde heard before losing consciousness completely was the general's horrible laughter.
"Now, let's go see how those twits are."
*~*
"Mars, look out!" Sailor Mars barely managed to throw herself out of the way of the youma's attack. Getting up, she cursed.
"Where is Sailor Moon when you need her?" Mars asked Mercury, who was trying to analyze the sickly green youma.
"All I know is she wasn't answering her communicator when I called," Sailor Jupiter, who had been assaulting and distracting the youma with Tuxedo Mask, answered the raven-haired priestess's question.
Mercury looked up from her mini-computer, determination in her eyes. "The youma's not human, and not very strong either," she called to the others. "We need to use all of attacks at once to kill it!"
Her fellow warriors nodded, and began to prepare for the attack.
"Mars Fireball. . . "
"Jupiter Thunder. . . "
"Mercury Bubbles. . ."
Tuxedo Mask managed to avoid another of the unknowing youma's attack. "Now, Scouts!"
"Charge!"
"Crash!"
"Blast!"
A chain of fire, lightening, and bubbles struck the youma head-on. With a scream of fury and pain, in crumbled into dust.
"That was a bit too easy," Mercury said. "Why use a regular one and not a human? Unless. . ." She started punching keys on her compact computer.
"Unless what?" Mars asked, sounding annoyed that Mercury refused to finish her idea. She shifted from foot to foot with restlessness. "And where is Sailor Moon?"
Jupiter, who was trying to catch on to Mercury's idea, answered. "Unless they wanted something else?"
"A diversion," Tuxedo Mask agreed. The scouts of Mars and Jupiter jumped when they heard the masked man speak. They hadn't noticed that he didn't leave like he usually did.
Mercury looked up. "I don't understand," she protested. "There are no other signals of active dark energy in Tokyo's vicinity. What was Zoycite's motive for the attack?"
"Speaking of which, where's is the witch?" Jupiter asked. "Normally she'd at least stick around to see us dust the youma before promising to get revenge and teleporting off." She cracked her knuckles menacingly, and grinned. "I was looking forward to a chance to pound her."
Mercury opened her mouth to reply, but it was lost when the four heard the general's unmistakable laughter.
"Well, I'm sorry I missed my youma's destruction and to disappoint you, but I had to pick up something," it drawled casually. The four warriors looked around for the source of the voice. Zoycite didn't appear to be anywhere, but her voice surrounded them. "Now, I have a little offer for you. You bring all of your crystals to the Tokyo Tower tomorrow at sundown, and we can have a little duel. Winner takes all."
"You'll be outnumbered, Zoycite," said Tuxedo Mask suspiciously, still trying to find the general. "What are you playing at?"
"Well, you see, Tuxie, I have one thing that will even the stakes and ensure your participation," Zoycite cackled. She suddenly appeared floating above the Scouts with Serena in her grip.
For a few seconds, the four soldiers just gaped at Serena. Then, Mars and Jupiter started to power up. Zoycite scolded lightly, as if she were a mother that found a child's hand in the cookie jar, "Now I wouldn't do that if you want your friend back in one piece." That stopped both of them in their tracks.
"Let her go." The Scouts turned in surprise when they hear the heat in the man's demand. He was standing ridged, his eyes fixed on the woman floating above him, and glaring so intensely that even the devil would have thought twice about dealing with him.
"Then what else could I use to even the odds?" the general answered, mockingly thoughtful and obviously enjoying her power over them. Tuxedo Mask growled and threw a rose at Zoycite before anyone knew what happened. On instinct, the blonde general disappeared and reappeared on street level, but several feet away.
"I wouldn't try that again, Tuxie." The general stood relaxed. "You wouldn't want it to hit your little friend here, would you?" She tightened her grip on Serena, who whimpered quietly.
The four froze. They knew she meant her threat and would have no problem seeing it through.
Zoycite cackled again. "See you at sundown, pests," she called and disappeared, Serena still unconscious in her hold.
*~*
Hart: Well....
Neko: That was really angsty.
Star-chan: Yeah. I didn't think it be this bad.
Neko: Star, your writing is always bad. *runs off to where ever she is when she's not bugging Star-chan*
Star-chan: Get your butt back here, Neko!
Hart: Umm. . . Star?
Star-chan: I mean it, Neko!
Hart: *more insistent* Star?!
Star-chan: What? *turns to see the mob again, charging, with the man-in white in the lead* Uh-oh. Byepleasereveiw! *runs*
REVIEW!!!!