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Sailor Moon-Trinity Epoch:
Part I-3000 miles to Tokyo
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Prologue.1 lts=strt_ovr/plc.4 mie_hAed
Drakall screamed as he thrusted forward with his scythe
I turned, and fired three rounds from my Raging Bull, the .44 slugs slamming into his chest
as the others tended to Dawn, I turned to the fallen prince of the Negaverse, his eyes darted open showing the blood red coloring I had feared all along
maybe it was the chill coming from the hole we blew in the tower wall.....but I felt a strange feeling up my spine
Ami screamed from the darkness "Brad...lookout!!!"
I aimed my revolver and fired......it was all over in a minute
...I am Jacks cracking psychie
to truly tell this tale, I must go back a tad...heh
but where to start? this is quite a long story after all...
Prologue.2-Knw_UR n3me
Time- aprox. 12:30 pm, 1/15/00
Place-Fishing Dock, 10th District - Tokyo, Japan
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It was raining......Serena Tusukino absolutely positively fucking hated going out into the rain with the barely mini skirt her Sailor Moon uniform gave her.....she wished for a pair of pants right now. But it wasn't just the skirt.....white + girls + rain equaled sexual comments and gestures that she by no means desired. She adjusted the little microphone attached to the headset, and the combat belt that had the radio attached to it. After the incident with Ashe, Mr. Saris, Neo-Star and the like...they had all decided it was high time to invest in some military grade equipment to help them with future ventures. And with the governments legalization of firearms to Corporate security and peace-keeping forces, her friends in high places made that all the easier, despite Luna's outright objection to the use of guns… even if it was only one…the Semmerling LM-4 from Ashe had made all of it's 5 rounds worth it. Serena touched the button near the ear peace as the headset crackled to life "Moon to Mars, what's your twenty?"
on the other end, Serena heard laughter in the background "East bay truck bridge....been studying that codebook have we?"
"Mars, bite me.....Mercury, do you have sight of the target yet?"
Ami adjusted the settings on her brand spanking new NeoStar VR Night vision scanner , re-positioning the recital over her right eye as she scanned the harbor for the rumored monster stalking district "target sighted, bearing one one zero niner"
Raye turned to her, a mixture of confusion and anxiousness on her face "what the hell did you just say?"
the blue haired scout rolled her eyes and turned towards Raye "you are such a simple creature" she thumbed her way over to the east dock loading crane platform "that away...or would you have me draw you a map?"
Mars grumbled a small 'fuck you' and returned to her duties....and sure enough, the Daemon that they heard rumors of made itself known, if at all a little on the grotesque side.......
it's top half had the figure of a woman, yet it's bottom half had that of a snake....it's slimy scaly body tattered and bruised, it's left arm crushed and bloody....it slithered at a almost limp-like pace as it snatched up a cat and preceded to bite it's head of, this prompted Raye to loose her lunch over the peer rail
Mina on the other hand sat with grin most sinister neatly loading five 9mm rounds into the clip, pushed the slide forward and snickered full of herself....she had developed....a bloodlust of sorts since the first time she fired that gun, cheesy mask and all...she recited a verse from the Codex that Ashe told her once...an although she had paid a little for her quote unquote initiation, she felt she was harder, better, faster and stronger for it...the little things didn't bother her as much any more...and she loved her new found power with a euphoric, almost sexual lust
Suddenly, out of no where...a 5.56 mm sniper rifle round tore though the creature's skull. Shredded bits of skull, brain, and other facely matter flew in every direction....now it was Lita's turn to puke.
Serena briefly glimpsed the sniper duck behind a ventilation shaft and bolt toward the Neostar headquarters
The radio crackled to life "this is moon to mars, the sonovabitch took off towards the Ministry of defence ...I'm going after him"
Raye screamed into the radio for Serena to wait for her...but naturaly,the dumb bitch took off without her.She and the others bolted from there positions and took off after her ....
Serena ran,rain falling every where....the guy she was chaseing shot at her as she raced after him...he ducked into a 'EMPLOYIES ONLY' door,so Serena kicked in the closest vent shaft to her right.She leaped in and tumbled down at least what she could figure was 2 floors.when she fell through the vent grating into whatever room the shaft ended at,she landed ass first on a table...her uniform,while easy to move arround in....offered little to no padding for landings...it allmost made her want to tie a pillow to her butt.she dusted herself off and took a few steps forward...and not to her suprise,the others came screaming down the shaft as well
Serena stretched herself "where the heck are we?"
Mina shrugged "beats the hell outta me...last time we were here, we blew up the top couple stories of the building"
The looked around the room, inside sat various instruments of science ranging from experimental seismic survey devices to .RAM sleep monitors...come to think of it....there was a lot of dream analysis and dream monitoring equipment. There was a medical bed near the back corner, a bottle of ZEPHIRCISET dream suppressant pills sat next to the bed...Amy picked it up
why would NeoStar be in possession of a highly addictive sleep drug? she thought what research are they conducting down here?
Serena noticed a large metal object mounted to a device that resembled a EKG machine
there was a dosser sitting next to the tube connecting them,Raye picked it up and began to read it
01.10.00 Transfer of the various items form the MOD, including the test results of the
Experimental particle cannon test was a success. We have a confirmed report from our fellow scientists at the Minnesota facility that the "Dead Moon Circus" appeared just as the Codex predicted. The object was evaporated as it came into our atmosphere. Our search for the Pegasus will now no longer be delayed by Neferennia's forces and the Sailor Scouts will be cleared of any major troubles until we can combine the Pegasus cells with the project and resurrect our lord.
Dr. John Lawler
Raye kept what she read to herself.....something just wasn't right with everything around them
"AMATERASU PROJECT"
Serena cocked her head to one side "what the hell is this thing?"
inside the hermetically sealed box which kind of resembled a Cryogenics tube filled with god only knows what sat a large black blob that was ever-expanding, although Terrain eyes could never see this...they couldn't slow down there rate of perception.
"don't know" said Amy "could be some kind of bio-weapon or something...although I doubt Amanda's father approved this project after all, the Japanese government outlawed biological weapons didn't they?
"yea" said Serena "and NATO outlawed cloning...so it can't be that....what is it"
a figure stepped out of the shadows "its a bio-computer"
they all turned around, startled a bit...revealing the figure of the newly crowned CEO of NeoStar..Mr. Saris
Serena smiled...she hadn't seen Mr. Saris since the battle with Darkstar that atomized the top couple stories of the Neo-Star building. she was happy to see him none the less....Raye was a bit more careful however....she was blunt as she could be
"what the hell are you doing here this late?"
Mr. Saris smirked "we recently received a contract with the Japanese government...I'd like to tell you all more...but sorry...rules are rules"
Mina was puzzled, there were to many questions unanswered for her to be satisfied "but the. the Sniper...we chased him here"
Mr. Saris shook his head "don't worry...security caught him a little while ago...he's on his way to jail right now"
"but.."
he smile one of those sickly sweetly fake smiles that corporate CEO's do so well "don't worry your pretty little head about it...it's fine, all taken care of"
Serena started again "but...."
Raye cut her off, she'd play along for now....just for now
"it's all right girls...If Mr. Saris says it's fine, everything's ok....sorry to trouble you sir...we'll leave now"
they all turned and walked out..........
(later that night)
Riv stood hands behind his back staring down at what was left 'him'. His Chief scientist stood behind him with a clip board and dossier in his hand slowly checking off items on his list ensuring that the sailors hadn't taken anything. Riv sighed and spoke to his lead scientist "Those fucking sailors ....how much do they know about our plan?"
the man adjusted his coke bottle glasses "not everything sir, they found the letter...but they seemed to believe the story we gave them...they really are quite unintelligent"
Riv smiled "they actually believed our Mr. Saris...the one with the visor detected no signs of infection on him?"
"no sir"
Riv smiled "good...good...well then, all shall proceed according to plan none the less. No doubt, the powers will attempt to contact the Knight of Ice. You know where he will be and go. Those sailor sluts must be eliminated before he can enter the fray. When they are all negated, there will be nothing to interfere with our plan to capture the Pegasus and resurrect lord Darkstar. Shuffle loose his mortal coil, that we may obtain our final glory" .Riv smiled with evil fervor ,as only he could, in a matter of months, everything would fall into place, and Sailor Moon would be dead...along with all her little friends. He chuckled to himself "god how I love this job"
Three months later........
Brad James London sat in the window of the bus; riding on a stolen ticket, with a stolen CD player, and stolen money......he stole all kinds of things.
He was on his way. with his doc martens and his dusty blue jeans, the flannel tied around his waist flapping with the chilly january wind that jutted through the cracked window.....he listened to the eternal words...as they flashed in his ears. The bus turned
around the side of a country road. He had been riding for a little under four days now.....he was nearly broke, he was tired....and he was about two seconds from saying 'fuck it' and getting trashed at the next bar he came across. He sighed to himself.....a shot of Captain Morgan's Coconut Flavored Rum sounded nice right 'bout now
For the past two years, he'd had a dream...not just about leaving....but a dream about her....(I don't know if it's my psyche finally cracking under pressure, but she appears in a fancy blue dress with short hair the same color and tells me that my time is nigh ...whatever the hell she means,) I feel that I know her.........or knew her if you want to get all technical about it.
Her beauty is...Indescribable, a true vision if I ever saw one. She could have been a model... {she's whispered those same words to me every night.....every night for the past two years...as my mom and me got closer to Tokyo....and I still don't know what the fuck they mean}
"the knight who is of the Ice...your time is nigh,soon...Your purpose shall be revealed"...then...unfortunately, Brad woke up
"Shit!"
it was almost as a reflex as Brad was jolted from his dream...the people around him starring as if he was talking in his sleep, no doubt he probably was. He heard the random whispers of "look at that freak" and "weirdo" that one such as he was accustomed to. He brushed the two purple strands of hair out of his eyes and checked his watch....eight thirty five...he'd slept all the way from Okinawa. Brad London had been on the road for around a
week now, he told no one were he was going...he was eighteen damnit...he could do whatever the hell he wanted." I should be in Tokyo in about two hours" he said to himself. Looking over his shoulder, he saw a group of girls, each looked to be High Schoolers,
judging from the uniforms {must be returning from a field trip} he thought..then,
the red haired one started pointing and laughing talking about something resembling "look at the goofy American". Brad chuckled and replied in his best Japanese "how 'bout you stop laughing at me before I take my size fourteen steel toe, and field goal kick your head in....would you like that?"
needless to say...the girl replied a whimpering "no" and shut up. When she went to the bath room, Brad could have sworn he smelt the faint sent of urine in the air.....the cocky little bitch had pissed herself out of fright, but he generally had that effect on people
Brad wondered to himself if this pilgrimage to Tokyo was a smart thing, being nearly six foot six, blonde hair with two purple strands and steel blue eyes The fact that he was from Jersey didn't help much eather..screw a sore thumb, he stuck out like the whole fucking hand was blown off. But something imbedded deep in his cerebrum told him to go. Maybe it had something to do with his nightmares.....maybe not.....
some would call him a drifter........
others a runaway............
but he didn't give a fuck what they thought, nor what his abomination of a parental figure though ether.....they could both burn in hell for all he cared. And if he had his way, the latter would burn........................one way or another
ah, to drift and to die........a life that was fun, but tiring none the less
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Chapter 1:Hkr_RE: .port
Dawn was getting kind of nervous....her friend Mina had found this hip brand new coffee/cyber house and had planned for the both of them to check out the state of the art NEOSTAR ELX7 computers, but sadly.....the blonde had failed to show her perky little ass, she was running on a half hour of late-ness.She had some mother fuckin nerve Dawn hadc lept for joy when she found out her dad was transfering back to Japan,and the first thing she did when she got there was call Mina...and now she was late!.She turned her head as she saw something she had not seen since she came to Japan.....an American male....and a cute one at that
Brad noticed the cute redhead starring at him as he got out of the cramped bus, she looked to be at least seventeen....stretching 18....she was looking at him while he walked up to the coffee shop...he decided to be as blunt as one could be
"why are you starring at me?"
"sorry, just haven't seen another American in what seems like....forever"At least, not any this good-looking, she thought to herself. "You don't mind, do ya?"
he chuckled to himself like a two year old, looking her up and down "not in the slightest"
"so....what's your plan for the night?"
Brad sighed "to get the first thing loaded with caffeine that I see....then....someplace to sleep...."
Dawn checked her watch. Mina was way too late, and this guy looked... interesting, to say the least. "Wanna join me?" She sighed and thumbed towards the coffee shop. "I can help you out with the first one." jesus christ she thought what the fuck is it with guys I know and coffie...I must be friggin cursed or somthing
Brad brushed a strand of purple hair out of his eyes "eh.....why the hell not"
Mina Aino quietly cursed herself for being so late, with everything that had been happening lately....Ashe, Neo-Star, trying to explain the five inch long star shaped scar on her chest to her mother, and getting subsequently grounded for said scar....she'd been a tad forgetful lately....plus sneaking out her room at neigh eleven at night took a little time as well.
she just reached the corner gearing into the Coffee Bar when she saw Dawn walk in with a tall handsome blonde guy.....she stopped and thought to herself......why is it that I feel I know him......doesn't matter...he has a cute ass though "time to do what Mina Aino does best" she said to no one but herself....she adjusted her breasts and tank top, checked her makeup and walked on in, as only she could.
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Brad sipped his latte as his sweaty hands type a web address feverously on the screen; a message appears on the laptop
accessing NeoStar satellite T-V database.....
Brad goes to work on NSTV. His screen says ENTERING ARPS 931 and then wipes to another screen. Automated Record Playback System. There is a graphic representation of the station's automatic videotape changer.
Brad shouted to the guy behind the bar...he almost had to scream over the jukebox "turn the TV to the Neo-Star channel"
Dawn was a bit puzzled to say the least "what are you going to do?"
The barkeep changed the channel. And a Sumo wrestling show was on....some where in the background, somebody started to play some Bruce Springsteen on the jukebox
Dawn chuckled to herself "ugh....too much fatness..."
she never did understand the Japanese obsession with fat men in diapers slapping each other like schoolgirls, now pro-wrestling....THERE was a sport....or maybe she just preferred most of her men physically fit......and in spandex
Brad raised a eyebrow "do ya like cartoons?"
Dawn nodded, and then he pressed a button on the computer, The Video Changer diagram lights up in red. At the station, a robotic arm selects a videotape from a huge rack of thousands. The "Sumo Champions" tape slides out of the VTR and is replaced by an episode of "Hamtaro" as Brad watches, sips his latte and smiles, full of himself. ....the look on the bartenders face was priceless for Brad, yet disturbing for the girls
"It's Hamtaro time Kuush Kuush Tikki Tikki Whoo! Hamtaro When we work together it's much better My Best friend We like sunflower seeds how come from My Ham-ham If she heads for trouble we won't let her Hamtaro Little hamsters Big adventures "
"heh.....rodent.....mad skills.."
(Dawn rolls her eyes)
Various whistles and cries of 'may I have your number' haled the entrance of Mina
Dawn had a look of....impatience to say the least "you are an hour late you dirty little hooker"
needless to say, Mina was taken aback by this "look who's calling the tea pot black"
the guy at the computer chimed up "that would be calling the kettle black sweetness"
Mina brushed a strand out of her face and cocked her 17 year old head to one side, she leaned over the Oakwood chair.....much to the delight of every male in the place and whispered in Dawn's ear
"who's the hottie?"
that made dawn smirk a little.......little miss Aino.....never could resist a guy with a nice ass, even if he looked like he just came from a beer commercial
"his name's Brad....he just got into town"
then, someone keyed in Madonna's "like a virgin" on the jukebox
Brad chuckles to himself and turns his head towards Dawn "anyone ever tell you what this song is about?"
Dawn took a sip of her Espresso "not really"
Brad, while keeping both eyes on the computer, punching a series of codes that were too fast for either girl to follow...Mina made a mental note to introduce Brad to her friend Ami at some point, who knew....they might become friends....even more...
"Big dicks"
mina cleared her head, trying to listen in...not to sure of what was said "come agen?"
Brad sighed and kept typing " 'Like a Virgin' is all about a girl who digs a guy with a big
cock. The whole song is a metaphor for wangs."
Dawn stared in awe at his blatant, yet at some level true statement. And while she fucking hated Madonna, she knew enough about pop music to make a noteworthy come back ...she shook her head and replied "No it's not. It's about a girl who is very vulnerable and she's
been fucked over a few times. Then she meets some guy who's really sensitive--"
Brad cut her off "It's not about a nice girl who meets a sensitive boy. Now
granted that's what ....oh what was that fucking song.....true......true something or other"
Mina chimed in, trying her blonde best to understand what the hell they were talking as she drank her decaf "true blue...wasn't it?"
He snapped his fingers "yes, true blue...thanks...anyway..."
Dawn laughed" You don't remember "True Blue?" That was a big ass hit for
her.Shit, I follow this Tops In Pops Brittany Spears bull shit when I have time which is bare minimal, and I've at least heard of "True Blue"
Brad turned around in the badly maintained chair and stared Dawn flush in the eyes "Look, I didn't say I haven't heard the fucking song. All I asked was how does it go? Excuse the hell outta me for not being the world's biggest Madonna fan."
Mina yawned "I hate Madonna."
Brad thought for a moment "where the hell was I?"
Dawn finished her Espresso, she had just met Brad London a little under an hour ago and she was already able to tell that he was a Intelligent person....and it wasn't just the hacking, he somehow was able to turn meaningless dribble that no one gave a fuck about into a reasonably good debate....not to mentioned he was the finest thing she had seen in a long time "We were debating Madonna's dick fetish...you said "True Blue" was about a
nice girl who finds a sweet guy, But "Like a Virgin" was a
metaphor for a girl who loves the cock"
"Yea right thanks let me tell ya what Like a
Virgin's about. It's about some bitch that's a regular fuck machine, the type you'd expect to find on a New York street corner. I mean all the time, morning, day,
night, afternoon, dick, cock,wang,pee-pee,twig and berries,nuts and bolts,trouser trout,dick, dick, dick,dick, dick, dick, dick, dick,dick."
(Dawn thumbs her way to Mina) "sounds like a certain someone I know"
Suddenly, the ARPS screen is replaced by an ominous message:
U HAVE TREAD UPON MY DOMAIN & MUST NOW SUFFER WHO R U?
Brad hurriedly scooted the chair across the floor, eyeing the computer as if someone just shot the prime minister "woah,woah....what the hell?"
Dawn eyed the message on the screen "friend of yours?"
Brad sipped his latte "nope....no clue who he...or she is"
Mina was a bit.....confused to say the least. While she knew virtually nothing about computers, she knew trouble "what are you doing exactly"
Dawn turned and looked at her with a expression of discontentment "do you know anything about TV stations?
"not really"
"nether do I....shut the fuck up"
XIKON VAGABOND....WHO WANTS 2 KNOW?
MERCURY ZERO
Brad was shocked, not ever...in his three and a half years on and off as a hacker had anyone had the yarbles to interrupt him whilst he was working....still, a challenge was always welcome to one such as he....Brad had been on the road too long, some fun was required
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somewhere....in a darkened bedroom, a girl with blue hair and a NeoReality headset was
quietly toying with the hacker whoso dared to invade her domical
she whispered, her voice like candy....her demeanor like ice......when one actually came to think about it.......that wasn't very far from the truth.
"Simpleton" she muttered
Ami Mizuno had undergone a slight change...a hybrid of her former self if you will
no longer did she take shit from people, it wasn't that she was a bitch....it was just that a little attitude never hurt anyone.
she had dabbled into hacking, and had taken on a serious interest as such......
Serena, Lita, Mina, Raye, herself.....there had been too much bloodshed lately, they all had toughened up...........................they had to, or they could very well be next
But the car accident...and Greg's death....it was all she could take
her fingers flew across the keyboard as the asshole that had invaded her turf left another message
PREPARE TO FRY COCKSMOKER
she raised a eyebrow....Cocksmoker? Who the hell did this guy think he was.....Jay?
she delicately rubbed her temples with her blue nail-painted fingers....she had had one heluva past few months. Between trying to hold a job at Neo Star, school, and her own loneliness felt through Serena and Darien's half-assed obsession with romantic Hallmark moments....she was ready to borrow Mina's gun and put a hollow point through her eyeball
but, problems for another day....she had armature hacker to kill
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Then the screen changes again:
MERCURY XERO SEZ LEAVE B 4 U R EXPUNGED
"Hamtaro" suddenly flashes off.
Mina was confused.. "I think you pissed it off"
Dawn rolled her eyes
Brad cocked a half smile "yea...ok Xero, you're about done"
Brad starts hacking. Apparently so does Mercury Xero. The tape changer machines at NSTV are swamped, sometimes fighting over the same tape. The program on TV keeps changing.
The message comes up on Brad's computer screen: I WILL SWAT U LIKE THE FLY U R
One last from MERCURY XERO: YOU ARE TERMINATED
Then his own computer confirms for him that the connection is terminated.
"well shit on me!"
abruptly, Brad hears clapping all around him, he turns to see everyone.....coffee bar tender to patrons on there feet clapping like madmen
"now that was what I call a fuckin show"
(a little under ten minutes later)
Mina smiled "wow...I can't believe the guy paid you that much money"
Brad untied his flannel and put it on...it was getting a tad chilly "well, the guy said the band never showed up.....so I was the nights entertainment"
"you gonna be all right for tonight....you can stay at my place if you want, parents are outta town"
Brad cracked his neck and yawned "naw Dawn, I'll be fine....worst case sinerio....I sleep in a dumpster. But you know, it's better than nothing"
Mina laughed to herself "well, ok....hey, if your not doing anything tomorrow...meet us at the Cherry Hill Temple for some coffee, I'll introduce you to a couple of very good friends of mine...one in particular I think you'll like
Making new friends....now there's something I haven't done in a while he thought to himself. His mother being who she was and all, she didn't want him socializing with kids his own age outside there church and youth group in Detroit as she thought they we're all evil and corrupted. She thought it would help me be some little Christian punk,we'd probably still be in Jersey had I not slept with the pastor's daughter "yea thanks, I might just do that...well see ya" with that, he ducked behind the ally and walked off
Mina gave Dawn a smirk "resorted to hitting on street urchins have we?"
...like she was one to talk
"what the fuck do you want me to say...the guy had a nice ass"
"This is true...oh well; we should get back home before your parents realize that I'm gone"
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Grabbing a metal bar, Brad ripped the lock off the loading door to a small disused clothing shop about two blocks away from the coffee shop...judging from the lack of racks, the store has been closed for sometime. A lone tan trench coat lay in a heap behind a register, Brad grabbed it for warmth and cuddled in the corner near a space heater someone left there...from the minute he closed his eyes the dream started again
(a vision of the moon kingdom flashes before us)
"for the love of fuck, not this damn thing…"
"your time is nigh........seek out the avatar"
he rolled his eyes....this again? I've had this dream at least ten times already "and I'm just supposed to know who the hell it is?"
as he approached, the shadowy blue-laden figure stepped back into the shadows obscuring her features even more "she will reveal herself as the princess from the moon"
"…..that really doesn't help sugar"
the lady in blue sighed "your time is nigh...I will show you things of the past, things you have long since forgotten...and things that have yet to pass...indeed, the time has come for the advent of your soul"
as she mouthed 'advent',
she touched Brads head, and a monstrous fury of images was thrown before him, visions from cradle to his unjust grave. He screams as the images of his death unveil before him...it causes him to flash out of his dream-like state and collapse in a heap against the wall....he laid there wide-eyed not moving
darkness returns once again.....
but now I am aware...aware of what has yet to be done, what has yet to pass....
those two thousand years that went by as my true sub-consciousness slept like a dead rock................
she was right, it's all so clear to me now...
I think Einstein said it best...
"People start there lives at last when they are able to live for something other then themselves"....
as do I now....for this melancholy soul I clamed as my own shall be changed forever...
the sound of police sirens evade the air, wakening Brad from his dream .with catlike speed and agility he bolts out the door...not making a sound. He moves right next to the police car while the cop checks out a dead bum farther up the alley. Cautiously, he opens the door of the cruiser, removes the
Ithaca 12 gauge home defense model that all the Japanese cops carried, from the dash rack and slips it under his coat. Cradled in a vertical position, the shortened weapon is virtually invisible.
He races back into the store and plops down next to a discarded tool box. he quickly grabs a hacksaw from the box and begins to saw back and forth. as they make the last few strokes to sever the wooden stock from the riot gun. It clatters to the ground, leaving a short stump, like a pistol grip.
Brad...or whatever was inside him remained emotionless "I have to protect my princess"
Brad then collapsed to the floor
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Next episode Part I-2: Horizons of Infinity
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Prologue.1 lts=strt_ovr/plc.4 mie_hAed
Drakall screamed as he thrusted forward with his scythe
I turned, and fired three rounds from my Raging Bull, the .44 slugs slamming into his chest
as the others tended to Dawn, I turned to the fallen prince of the Negaverse, his eyes darted open showing the blood red coloring I had feared all along
maybe it was the chill coming from the hole we blew in the tower wall.....but I felt a strange feeling up my spine
Ami screamed from the darkness "Brad...lookout!!!"
I aimed my revolver and fired......it was all over in a minute
...I am Jacks cracking psychie
to truly tell this tale, I must go back a tad...heh
but where to start? this is quite a long story after all...
Prologue.2-Knw_UR n3me
Time- aprox. 12:30 pm, 1/15/00
Place-Fishing Dock, 10th District - Tokyo, Japan
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It was raining......Serena Tusukino absolutely positively fucking hated going out into the rain with the barely mini skirt her Sailor Moon uniform gave her.....she wished for a pair of pants right now. But it wasn't just the skirt.....white + girls + rain equaled sexual comments and gestures that she by no means desired. She adjusted the little microphone attached to the headset, and the combat belt that had the radio attached to it. After the incident with Ashe, Mr. Saris, Neo-Star and the like...they had all decided it was high time to invest in some military grade equipment to help them with future ventures. And with the governments legalization of firearms to Corporate security and peace-keeping forces, her friends in high places made that all the easier, despite Luna's outright objection to the use of guns… even if it was only one…the Semmerling LM-4 from Ashe had made all of it's 5 rounds worth it. Serena touched the button near the ear peace as the headset crackled to life "Moon to Mars, what's your twenty?"
on the other end, Serena heard laughter in the background "East bay truck bridge....been studying that codebook have we?"
"Mars, bite me.....Mercury, do you have sight of the target yet?"
Ami adjusted the settings on her brand spanking new NeoStar VR Night vision scanner , re-positioning the recital over her right eye as she scanned the harbor for the rumored monster stalking district "target sighted, bearing one one zero niner"
Raye turned to her, a mixture of confusion and anxiousness on her face "what the hell did you just say?"
the blue haired scout rolled her eyes and turned towards Raye "you are such a simple creature" she thumbed her way over to the east dock loading crane platform "that away...or would you have me draw you a map?"
Mars grumbled a small 'fuck you' and returned to her duties....and sure enough, the Daemon that they heard rumors of made itself known, if at all a little on the grotesque side.......
it's top half had the figure of a woman, yet it's bottom half had that of a snake....it's slimy scaly body tattered and bruised, it's left arm crushed and bloody....it slithered at a almost limp-like pace as it snatched up a cat and preceded to bite it's head of, this prompted Raye to loose her lunch over the peer rail
Mina on the other hand sat with grin most sinister neatly loading five 9mm rounds into the clip, pushed the slide forward and snickered full of herself....she had developed....a bloodlust of sorts since the first time she fired that gun, cheesy mask and all...she recited a verse from the Codex that Ashe told her once...an although she had paid a little for her quote unquote initiation, she felt she was harder, better, faster and stronger for it...the little things didn't bother her as much any more...and she loved her new found power with a euphoric, almost sexual lust
Suddenly, out of no where...a 5.56 mm sniper rifle round tore though the creature's skull. Shredded bits of skull, brain, and other facely matter flew in every direction....now it was Lita's turn to puke.
Serena briefly glimpsed the sniper duck behind a ventilation shaft and bolt toward the Neostar headquarters
The radio crackled to life "this is moon to mars, the sonovabitch took off towards the Ministry of defence ...I'm going after him"
Raye screamed into the radio for Serena to wait for her...but naturaly,the dumb bitch took off without her.She and the others bolted from there positions and took off after her ....
Serena ran,rain falling every where....the guy she was chaseing shot at her as she raced after him...he ducked into a 'EMPLOYIES ONLY' door,so Serena kicked in the closest vent shaft to her right.She leaped in and tumbled down at least what she could figure was 2 floors.when she fell through the vent grating into whatever room the shaft ended at,she landed ass first on a table...her uniform,while easy to move arround in....offered little to no padding for landings...it allmost made her want to tie a pillow to her butt.she dusted herself off and took a few steps forward...and not to her suprise,the others came screaming down the shaft as well
Serena stretched herself "where the heck are we?"
Mina shrugged "beats the hell outta me...last time we were here, we blew up the top couple stories of the building"
The looked around the room, inside sat various instruments of science ranging from experimental seismic survey devices to .RAM sleep monitors...come to think of it....there was a lot of dream analysis and dream monitoring equipment. There was a medical bed near the back corner, a bottle of ZEPHIRCISET dream suppressant pills sat next to the bed...Amy picked it up
why would NeoStar be in possession of a highly addictive sleep drug? she thought what research are they conducting down here?
Serena noticed a large metal object mounted to a device that resembled a EKG machine
there was a dosser sitting next to the tube connecting them,Raye picked it up and began to read it
01.10.00 Transfer of the various items form the MOD, including the test results of the
Experimental particle cannon test was a success. We have a confirmed report from our fellow scientists at the Minnesota facility that the "Dead Moon Circus" appeared just as the Codex predicted. The object was evaporated as it came into our atmosphere. Our search for the Pegasus will now no longer be delayed by Neferennia's forces and the Sailor Scouts will be cleared of any major troubles until we can combine the Pegasus cells with the project and resurrect our lord.
Dr. John Lawler
Raye kept what she read to herself.....something just wasn't right with everything around them
"AMATERASU PROJECT"
Serena cocked her head to one side "what the hell is this thing?"
inside the hermetically sealed box which kind of resembled a Cryogenics tube filled with god only knows what sat a large black blob that was ever-expanding, although Terrain eyes could never see this...they couldn't slow down there rate of perception.
"don't know" said Amy "could be some kind of bio-weapon or something...although I doubt Amanda's father approved this project after all, the Japanese government outlawed biological weapons didn't they?
"yea" said Serena "and NATO outlawed cloning...so it can't be that....what is it"
a figure stepped out of the shadows "its a bio-computer"
they all turned around, startled a bit...revealing the figure of the newly crowned CEO of NeoStar..Mr. Saris
Serena smiled...she hadn't seen Mr. Saris since the battle with Darkstar that atomized the top couple stories of the Neo-Star building. she was happy to see him none the less....Raye was a bit more careful however....she was blunt as she could be
"what the hell are you doing here this late?"
Mr. Saris smirked "we recently received a contract with the Japanese government...I'd like to tell you all more...but sorry...rules are rules"
Mina was puzzled, there were to many questions unanswered for her to be satisfied "but the. the Sniper...we chased him here"
Mr. Saris shook his head "don't worry...security caught him a little while ago...he's on his way to jail right now"
"but.."
he smile one of those sickly sweetly fake smiles that corporate CEO's do so well "don't worry your pretty little head about it...it's fine, all taken care of"
Serena started again "but...."
Raye cut her off, she'd play along for now....just for now
"it's all right girls...If Mr. Saris says it's fine, everything's ok....sorry to trouble you sir...we'll leave now"
they all turned and walked out..........
(later that night)
Riv stood hands behind his back staring down at what was left 'him'. His Chief scientist stood behind him with a clip board and dossier in his hand slowly checking off items on his list ensuring that the sailors hadn't taken anything. Riv sighed and spoke to his lead scientist "Those fucking sailors ....how much do they know about our plan?"
the man adjusted his coke bottle glasses "not everything sir, they found the letter...but they seemed to believe the story we gave them...they really are quite unintelligent"
Riv smiled "they actually believed our Mr. Saris...the one with the visor detected no signs of infection on him?"
"no sir"
Riv smiled "good...good...well then, all shall proceed according to plan none the less. No doubt, the powers will attempt to contact the Knight of Ice. You know where he will be and go. Those sailor sluts must be eliminated before he can enter the fray. When they are all negated, there will be nothing to interfere with our plan to capture the Pegasus and resurrect lord Darkstar. Shuffle loose his mortal coil, that we may obtain our final glory" .Riv smiled with evil fervor ,as only he could, in a matter of months, everything would fall into place, and Sailor Moon would be dead...along with all her little friends. He chuckled to himself "god how I love this job"
Three months later........
Brad James London sat in the window of the bus; riding on a stolen ticket, with a stolen CD player, and stolen money......he stole all kinds of things.
He was on his way. with his doc martens and his dusty blue jeans, the flannel tied around his waist flapping with the chilly january wind that jutted through the cracked window.....he listened to the eternal words...as they flashed in his ears. The bus turned
around the side of a country road. He had been riding for a little under four days now.....he was nearly broke, he was tired....and he was about two seconds from saying 'fuck it' and getting trashed at the next bar he came across. He sighed to himself.....a shot of Captain Morgan's Coconut Flavored Rum sounded nice right 'bout now
For the past two years, he'd had a dream...not just about leaving....but a dream about her....(I don't know if it's my psyche finally cracking under pressure, but she appears in a fancy blue dress with short hair the same color and tells me that my time is nigh ...whatever the hell she means,) I feel that I know her.........or knew her if you want to get all technical about it.
Her beauty is...Indescribable, a true vision if I ever saw one. She could have been a model... {she's whispered those same words to me every night.....every night for the past two years...as my mom and me got closer to Tokyo....and I still don't know what the fuck they mean}
"the knight who is of the Ice...your time is nigh,soon...Your purpose shall be revealed"...then...unfortunately, Brad woke up
"Shit!"
it was almost as a reflex as Brad was jolted from his dream...the people around him starring as if he was talking in his sleep, no doubt he probably was. He heard the random whispers of "look at that freak" and "weirdo" that one such as he was accustomed to. He brushed the two purple strands of hair out of his eyes and checked his watch....eight thirty five...he'd slept all the way from Okinawa. Brad London had been on the road for around a
week now, he told no one were he was going...he was eighteen damnit...he could do whatever the hell he wanted." I should be in Tokyo in about two hours" he said to himself. Looking over his shoulder, he saw a group of girls, each looked to be High Schoolers,
judging from the uniforms {must be returning from a field trip} he thought..then,
the red haired one started pointing and laughing talking about something resembling "look at the goofy American". Brad chuckled and replied in his best Japanese "how 'bout you stop laughing at me before I take my size fourteen steel toe, and field goal kick your head in....would you like that?"
needless to say...the girl replied a whimpering "no" and shut up. When she went to the bath room, Brad could have sworn he smelt the faint sent of urine in the air.....the cocky little bitch had pissed herself out of fright, but he generally had that effect on people
Brad wondered to himself if this pilgrimage to Tokyo was a smart thing, being nearly six foot six, blonde hair with two purple strands and steel blue eyes The fact that he was from Jersey didn't help much eather..screw a sore thumb, he stuck out like the whole fucking hand was blown off. But something imbedded deep in his cerebrum told him to go. Maybe it had something to do with his nightmares.....maybe not.....
some would call him a drifter........
others a runaway............
but he didn't give a fuck what they thought, nor what his abomination of a parental figure though ether.....they could both burn in hell for all he cared. And if he had his way, the latter would burn........................one way or another
ah, to drift and to die........a life that was fun, but tiring none the less
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Chapter 1:Hkr_RE: .port
Dawn was getting kind of nervous....her friend Mina had found this hip brand new coffee/cyber house and had planned for the both of them to check out the state of the art NEOSTAR ELX7 computers, but sadly.....the blonde had failed to show her perky little ass, she was running on a half hour of late-ness.She had some mother fuckin nerve Dawn hadc lept for joy when she found out her dad was transfering back to Japan,and the first thing she did when she got there was call Mina...and now she was late!.She turned her head as she saw something she had not seen since she came to Japan.....an American male....and a cute one at that
Brad noticed the cute redhead starring at him as he got out of the cramped bus, she looked to be at least seventeen....stretching 18....she was looking at him while he walked up to the coffee shop...he decided to be as blunt as one could be
"why are you starring at me?"
"sorry, just haven't seen another American in what seems like....forever"At least, not any this good-looking, she thought to herself. "You don't mind, do ya?"
he chuckled to himself like a two year old, looking her up and down "not in the slightest"
"so....what's your plan for the night?"
Brad sighed "to get the first thing loaded with caffeine that I see....then....someplace to sleep...."
Dawn checked her watch. Mina was way too late, and this guy looked... interesting, to say the least. "Wanna join me?" She sighed and thumbed towards the coffee shop. "I can help you out with the first one." jesus christ she thought what the fuck is it with guys I know and coffie...I must be friggin cursed or somthing
Brad brushed a strand of purple hair out of his eyes "eh.....why the hell not"
Mina Aino quietly cursed herself for being so late, with everything that had been happening lately....Ashe, Neo-Star, trying to explain the five inch long star shaped scar on her chest to her mother, and getting subsequently grounded for said scar....she'd been a tad forgetful lately....plus sneaking out her room at neigh eleven at night took a little time as well.
she just reached the corner gearing into the Coffee Bar when she saw Dawn walk in with a tall handsome blonde guy.....she stopped and thought to herself......why is it that I feel I know him......doesn't matter...he has a cute ass though "time to do what Mina Aino does best" she said to no one but herself....she adjusted her breasts and tank top, checked her makeup and walked on in, as only she could.
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Brad sipped his latte as his sweaty hands type a web address feverously on the screen; a message appears on the laptop
accessing NeoStar satellite T-V database.....
Brad goes to work on NSTV. His screen says ENTERING ARPS 931 and then wipes to another screen. Automated Record Playback System. There is a graphic representation of the station's automatic videotape changer.
Brad shouted to the guy behind the bar...he almost had to scream over the jukebox "turn the TV to the Neo-Star channel"
Dawn was a bit puzzled to say the least "what are you going to do?"
The barkeep changed the channel. And a Sumo wrestling show was on....some where in the background, somebody started to play some Bruce Springsteen on the jukebox
Dawn chuckled to herself "ugh....too much fatness..."
she never did understand the Japanese obsession with fat men in diapers slapping each other like schoolgirls, now pro-wrestling....THERE was a sport....or maybe she just preferred most of her men physically fit......and in spandex
Brad raised a eyebrow "do ya like cartoons?"
Dawn nodded, and then he pressed a button on the computer, The Video Changer diagram lights up in red. At the station, a robotic arm selects a videotape from a huge rack of thousands. The "Sumo Champions" tape slides out of the VTR and is replaced by an episode of "Hamtaro" as Brad watches, sips his latte and smiles, full of himself. ....the look on the bartenders face was priceless for Brad, yet disturbing for the girls
"It's Hamtaro time Kuush Kuush Tikki Tikki Whoo! Hamtaro When we work together it's much better My Best friend We like sunflower seeds how come from My Ham-ham If she heads for trouble we won't let her Hamtaro Little hamsters Big adventures "
"heh.....rodent.....mad skills.."
(Dawn rolls her eyes)
Various whistles and cries of 'may I have your number' haled the entrance of Mina
Dawn had a look of....impatience to say the least "you are an hour late you dirty little hooker"
needless to say, Mina was taken aback by this "look who's calling the tea pot black"
the guy at the computer chimed up "that would be calling the kettle black sweetness"
Mina brushed a strand out of her face and cocked her 17 year old head to one side, she leaned over the Oakwood chair.....much to the delight of every male in the place and whispered in Dawn's ear
"who's the hottie?"
that made dawn smirk a little.......little miss Aino.....never could resist a guy with a nice ass, even if he looked like he just came from a beer commercial
"his name's Brad....he just got into town"
then, someone keyed in Madonna's "like a virgin" on the jukebox
Brad chuckles to himself and turns his head towards Dawn "anyone ever tell you what this song is about?"
Dawn took a sip of her Espresso "not really"
Brad, while keeping both eyes on the computer, punching a series of codes that were too fast for either girl to follow...Mina made a mental note to introduce Brad to her friend Ami at some point, who knew....they might become friends....even more...
"Big dicks"
mina cleared her head, trying to listen in...not to sure of what was said "come agen?"
Brad sighed and kept typing " 'Like a Virgin' is all about a girl who digs a guy with a big
cock. The whole song is a metaphor for wangs."
Dawn stared in awe at his blatant, yet at some level true statement. And while she fucking hated Madonna, she knew enough about pop music to make a noteworthy come back ...she shook her head and replied "No it's not. It's about a girl who is very vulnerable and she's
been fucked over a few times. Then she meets some guy who's really sensitive--"
Brad cut her off "It's not about a nice girl who meets a sensitive boy. Now
granted that's what ....oh what was that fucking song.....true......true something or other"
Mina chimed in, trying her blonde best to understand what the hell they were talking as she drank her decaf "true blue...wasn't it?"
He snapped his fingers "yes, true blue...thanks...anyway..."
Dawn laughed" You don't remember "True Blue?" That was a big ass hit for
her.Shit, I follow this Tops In Pops Brittany Spears bull shit when I have time which is bare minimal, and I've at least heard of "True Blue"
Brad turned around in the badly maintained chair and stared Dawn flush in the eyes "Look, I didn't say I haven't heard the fucking song. All I asked was how does it go? Excuse the hell outta me for not being the world's biggest Madonna fan."
Mina yawned "I hate Madonna."
Brad thought for a moment "where the hell was I?"
Dawn finished her Espresso, she had just met Brad London a little under an hour ago and she was already able to tell that he was a Intelligent person....and it wasn't just the hacking, he somehow was able to turn meaningless dribble that no one gave a fuck about into a reasonably good debate....not to mentioned he was the finest thing she had seen in a long time "We were debating Madonna's dick fetish...you said "True Blue" was about a
nice girl who finds a sweet guy, But "Like a Virgin" was a
metaphor for a girl who loves the cock"
"Yea right thanks let me tell ya what Like a
Virgin's about. It's about some bitch that's a regular fuck machine, the type you'd expect to find on a New York street corner. I mean all the time, morning, day,
night, afternoon, dick, cock,wang,pee-pee,twig and berries,nuts and bolts,trouser trout,dick, dick, dick,dick, dick, dick, dick, dick,dick."
(Dawn thumbs her way to Mina) "sounds like a certain someone I know"
Suddenly, the ARPS screen is replaced by an ominous message:
U HAVE TREAD UPON MY DOMAIN & MUST NOW SUFFER WHO R U?
Brad hurriedly scooted the chair across the floor, eyeing the computer as if someone just shot the prime minister "woah,woah....what the hell?"
Dawn eyed the message on the screen "friend of yours?"
Brad sipped his latte "nope....no clue who he...or she is"
Mina was a bit.....confused to say the least. While she knew virtually nothing about computers, she knew trouble "what are you doing exactly"
Dawn turned and looked at her with a expression of discontentment "do you know anything about TV stations?
"not really"
"nether do I....shut the fuck up"
XIKON VAGABOND....WHO WANTS 2 KNOW?
MERCURY ZERO
Brad was shocked, not ever...in his three and a half years on and off as a hacker had anyone had the yarbles to interrupt him whilst he was working....still, a challenge was always welcome to one such as he....Brad had been on the road too long, some fun was required
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somewhere....in a darkened bedroom, a girl with blue hair and a NeoReality headset was
quietly toying with the hacker whoso dared to invade her domical
she whispered, her voice like candy....her demeanor like ice......when one actually came to think about it.......that wasn't very far from the truth.
"Simpleton" she muttered
Ami Mizuno had undergone a slight change...a hybrid of her former self if you will
no longer did she take shit from people, it wasn't that she was a bitch....it was just that a little attitude never hurt anyone.
she had dabbled into hacking, and had taken on a serious interest as such......
Serena, Lita, Mina, Raye, herself.....there had been too much bloodshed lately, they all had toughened up...........................they had to, or they could very well be next
But the car accident...and Greg's death....it was all she could take
her fingers flew across the keyboard as the asshole that had invaded her turf left another message
PREPARE TO FRY COCKSMOKER
she raised a eyebrow....Cocksmoker? Who the hell did this guy think he was.....Jay?
she delicately rubbed her temples with her blue nail-painted fingers....she had had one heluva past few months. Between trying to hold a job at Neo Star, school, and her own loneliness felt through Serena and Darien's half-assed obsession with romantic Hallmark moments....she was ready to borrow Mina's gun and put a hollow point through her eyeball
but, problems for another day....she had armature hacker to kill
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Then the screen changes again:
MERCURY XERO SEZ LEAVE B 4 U R EXPUNGED
"Hamtaro" suddenly flashes off.
Mina was confused.. "I think you pissed it off"
Dawn rolled her eyes
Brad cocked a half smile "yea...ok Xero, you're about done"
Brad starts hacking. Apparently so does Mercury Xero. The tape changer machines at NSTV are swamped, sometimes fighting over the same tape. The program on TV keeps changing.
The message comes up on Brad's computer screen: I WILL SWAT U LIKE THE FLY U R
One last from MERCURY XERO: YOU ARE TERMINATED
Then his own computer confirms for him that the connection is terminated.
"well shit on me!"
abruptly, Brad hears clapping all around him, he turns to see everyone.....coffee bar tender to patrons on there feet clapping like madmen
"now that was what I call a fuckin show"
(a little under ten minutes later)
Mina smiled "wow...I can't believe the guy paid you that much money"
Brad untied his flannel and put it on...it was getting a tad chilly "well, the guy said the band never showed up.....so I was the nights entertainment"
"you gonna be all right for tonight....you can stay at my place if you want, parents are outta town"
Brad cracked his neck and yawned "naw Dawn, I'll be fine....worst case sinerio....I sleep in a dumpster. But you know, it's better than nothing"
Mina laughed to herself "well, ok....hey, if your not doing anything tomorrow...meet us at the Cherry Hill Temple for some coffee, I'll introduce you to a couple of very good friends of mine...one in particular I think you'll like
Making new friends....now there's something I haven't done in a while he thought to himself. His mother being who she was and all, she didn't want him socializing with kids his own age outside there church and youth group in Detroit as she thought they we're all evil and corrupted. She thought it would help me be some little Christian punk,we'd probably still be in Jersey had I not slept with the pastor's daughter "yea thanks, I might just do that...well see ya" with that, he ducked behind the ally and walked off
Mina gave Dawn a smirk "resorted to hitting on street urchins have we?"
...like she was one to talk
"what the fuck do you want me to say...the guy had a nice ass"
"This is true...oh well; we should get back home before your parents realize that I'm gone"
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Grabbing a metal bar, Brad ripped the lock off the loading door to a small disused clothing shop about two blocks away from the coffee shop...judging from the lack of racks, the store has been closed for sometime. A lone tan trench coat lay in a heap behind a register, Brad grabbed it for warmth and cuddled in the corner near a space heater someone left there...from the minute he closed his eyes the dream started again
(a vision of the moon kingdom flashes before us)
"for the love of fuck, not this damn thing…"
"your time is nigh........seek out the avatar"
he rolled his eyes....this again? I've had this dream at least ten times already "and I'm just supposed to know who the hell it is?"
as he approached, the shadowy blue-laden figure stepped back into the shadows obscuring her features even more "she will reveal herself as the princess from the moon"
"…..that really doesn't help sugar"
the lady in blue sighed "your time is nigh...I will show you things of the past, things you have long since forgotten...and things that have yet to pass...indeed, the time has come for the advent of your soul"
as she mouthed 'advent',
she touched Brads head, and a monstrous fury of images was thrown before him, visions from cradle to his unjust grave. He screams as the images of his death unveil before him...it causes him to flash out of his dream-like state and collapse in a heap against the wall....he laid there wide-eyed not moving
darkness returns once again.....
but now I am aware...aware of what has yet to be done, what has yet to pass....
those two thousand years that went by as my true sub-consciousness slept like a dead rock................
she was right, it's all so clear to me now...
I think Einstein said it best...
"People start there lives at last when they are able to live for something other then themselves"....
as do I now....for this melancholy soul I clamed as my own shall be changed forever...
the sound of police sirens evade the air, wakening Brad from his dream .with catlike speed and agility he bolts out the door...not making a sound. He moves right next to the police car while the cop checks out a dead bum farther up the alley. Cautiously, he opens the door of the cruiser, removes the
Ithaca 12 gauge home defense model that all the Japanese cops carried, from the dash rack and slips it under his coat. Cradled in a vertical position, the shortened weapon is virtually invisible.
He races back into the store and plops down next to a discarded tool box. he quickly grabs a hacksaw from the box and begins to saw back and forth. as they make the last few strokes to sever the wooden stock from the riot gun. It clatters to the ground, leaving a short stump, like a pistol grip.
Brad...or whatever was inside him remained emotionless "I have to protect my princess"
Brad then collapsed to the floor
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