A story following Pollux

As hiromi fell to the ground we were finally granted our release from that prison of a pencil she held day in and day out, upon awakening we were greeted by none other then the sailor scouts. I must admit they to have wonderful timing, but even looking at them, it is clear to see that they do not have as strong of a bond as we do.

I look to my friend as the scouts transform, silly creatures, they take us so lightly as to go into battle so unprepared, but no matter, they are hardly any match for us. Even so, they begin to lecture us! How amusing, to think we would care about such frivolous things as children's dreams, we merely come to gather power for our master, it matters not where it comes from, and then to have the audacity to pronounce punishment upon us. How very amusing indeed.

Castor: We will seee

Pollux: if you can beat us.

It has always been like that with us, speaking as one, finishing each others sentances, it is a bond these silly girls can not understand, but we shall show them. Before they can react to us, we begin by showing them a taste of there own powers, knowing that this will shake them.

First Castor hits them with a volley of fire, which they seem to somehow avoid, but unabashed by this, I follow up with a spray attack, once more they manage to narrowly avoid it. I look to Castor but she mearly smiles, she is right of course, there is no need to worry, we begin to advance on the scouts, but the one with the short dark hair kicks out at me, Catching me of guard.

I stumble backwards Dragging Castor with me.

Castor: Watch what you're doing Pollux!

With her back now turned to the scouts, Castor can not see the blond one coming behind her, she swings that weird rod she is holding towards my friend, and though I pull Castor down towards me, there is not enough time to avoid a blow entirely, Castor whips around on them as I regain my footing. Castor reaches out to me and I grip her hand, using her momentum I swing myself into the air, aiming a scissor kick towards the one with long dark hair, it connects. I can feel Castors weight tug against me as she swings from my tail to build up enough speed to slam into the sailors and knock all three of them back.

They are grounded now, just as it should be, it is time to go in for the kill, I will make this quick, no point in dragging it out, more chance of something going wrong that way.

Castor: I will finish you off!

I stop dead in my tracks, what does she mean by that? Surely she must be mistaken, I look at her to see if she is joking, but there is no amusment in her face. I step forward.

Pollux: No! That is my Job!

Castor: No! It is mine!

Pollux: And just what makes you think that 'dear friend'

Castor: That blond one struck me, it is only right I get retribution.

Pollux: You would be unconscious if it were not for me, and I was also struck! I have more right to cast the final blow, as it was I that did more work!

Castor: Hardly!! If you were not so clumsy in the first place, things would not have been this difficult to begin with, besides, we would not have them where we want them if I had not knocked them to the ground, therefore I shall deliver the deciding hit!

Pollux: I wont allow it!

Castor: You are so selfish!

Pollux: You are irrational!

Castor: I have had enough of this!! From now on we are no longer friends!

Pollux: I could not agree more!

I pull my tail from Castor with as much force as I can, Stubborn harlet thinks she can have all the glory! I think not! We both run in separate directions looping around to target the scouts, the blond one is standing up now, but it is too late, I prepare my Spray attack, and fire, The scouts look shocked and I laugh as my attack hits!, but then it dissipates… I frown deeply as I realize what happened, Castor struck at the same time, voiding my attack in the process, she is staring at me like I have done something to offend her. Well its not my fault she could not see I was attacking!

Distracted as we are though, we do nto Notice the scouts moving! Castor is struck from the side, and I too narrowly miss a kick from the one with the long dark hair, I pounce backwards to get a better look at my surroundings, Castor has fallen, she is slowly getting up, and the scouts have regrouped ahead of me. Before I can react they all attack together.

My eyes widen, but it is to late, it feels like my legs are glued to one spot, I cant move! This is the end.

I look to were Castor had fallen, regretting our petty argument now, but she is no longer prone, but running toward me at full pace, her body slams into mine, knocking the breath out of me, I fall hard to the side, and find that I have no choice but to watch as my friend takes the hit in my stead.

Castor falls to the ground, she is badly hurt, but not yet dead, I hear one of the scouts calling for them to attack one more time. Panic hits me, we can not fight in this state, we would have no chance to win, I grip to Castors hand and push off the ground with all my might, launching us to the air.

Once I hit the ground I begin to run, holding Castor upon my shoulder as I do so.

Castor: Y-you should just leave me… it would be quicker

Pollux: Shut up! I am not leaving you!

Castor: I am dying Pollux

Pollux: You're not dying! I wont let that happen!

The scouts are giving chase, I can feel it, but only Two have followed, and they are lagging behind, at this rate I will make it clean away, I find myself running into a business park, it is full of workhouses closed down for the night, there is a window open at the side of one of them, I aim right for it, pushing Castor in first, I then quickly follow. And not a moment too soon, as mere seconds later I hear one of the scouts running by. I remain as quiet as I can.

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Hours go by, but still I fear to make a sound.

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Suddenly my silence is broken by a ragged breath beside me, I turn to look at Castor, she is gripping to her head.

Castor: I feel like I am going to burst.

Her hands are shaking hard and I can see her form breaking apart, fear washes over me, I stand and begin to look for something, anything I can retain her spirit in! it would seem I had broken into some form of utility closet, grabbing the first bottle of cleaning fluids I can find, I empty it out entirely. Turning back to Castor then, I see her form separate, leaving nothing but an energy husk, quickly I force the husk inside the bottle before it can dissolve.

And then there is nothing but the sound of my own strained breathing. I am alone, for the first time. I look down at the bottle for a long moment. This was all my fault, if I had just allowed Castor to finish those girls off, none of this would have happened. My grip tightens to the neck of the bottle, and tears begin to brim in my eyes, I don't know what to do. I have never had to face anything without Castor before. Now I have no choice but to. If I can't figure something out, I would loose my friend forever.

I move back to the wall, sliding down it slowly, my body feels heavy now, I have little energy left to sustain this form, I must find a new host, and fast, but one that will not put up much resistance.

My reasoning leads me out, clutching to the container that now holds all that is left of my friend, I make my way to the local hospital, surely within its walls will be some poor soul wishing for power.

Room after room I search, but again and again I find nothing but old people and young children who have to much spirit to contend with, I begin to give up hope as I come to the last area, it is marked intensive care, opening the sealed doors a rush of cool air hits my face, and there sitting at the end of the ward is the perfect solution to my problem.

A girl, not older the 15, laying in a coma. She is a pretty little thing, too cute for my tastes, but beggars can't be choosers, I place the container holding my friends spirit to the side counter and lean over this girl. Her forhead is cool as I touch it. I probe her mind and find it eerily empty of thought, as though she were dead already.

And so it is easy for me to slip into her form, I open new eyes and take in the room from her view, the machines around me begin to go crazy, and I barely have enough time to hide the bottle before people begin to rush in.

'you're awake, do you know your name?'

I shake my head in response

'What about the date, do you know what year it is?'

Once more I shake my head, not trusting to speak the truth, the doctor frowns and then writes something down as he mutters Amnesia, a small smile come across my new features, hardly noticeable at all, and I try to blink my eyes in as confused a state as I can

' Sorry, but, where am I?'

The doctor has an apologetic look on his face and he smiles soothingly to me.

'don't worry Charlotte, I will call your parents soon, everything will be fine'

I just nod and smile a little, everything would be fine indeed, all I had to do was bide my time and come up with a plan to save Castor, then I could begin thinking of revenge.