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Sailor Crazi
I would like to state the fact I do NOT own any characters of the Sailor Moon Series, howsomever, I do own Sailor Crazi and other non Sailor Moon characters in this story. Also I would like to dedicate this story to my friends and family, whom are the treasures of my heart. Note to friends and family some of these characters I made up while thinking of you in mind
Chapter One: The Coming of The Senshi
Angela Skies walked the streets of Neo-New York with her friend, Valerie Miaski. She examined her friend for a couple of seconds. Valerie was Japanese, yet her hair had unnatural curls. Almost like the curls Angela had sometimes, but Val always had them. It was kind of strange, Val's features. She was the first Asian Angela had seen with natural curly hair, blue-green eyes, and she also towered most American girls for she was 6'0"; including Angela because she only happened to be 5'11". The rest of her looked oriental, small body features and those darling shaped eyes, with that untouchable pretty black hair. She was wearing her normal secretary outfit, which was a light blue buttoned up top with a black blazer on top of it, to go with a black business looking skirt. She wore her natural colored hose with painful black high heels that you could tell hurt each and every time she walked in them. The sacrifices one made for a job. To make her look like a dork, even though she was outstandingly beautiful was her glasses and pigtails. No offense to Val, but she must've been high when she choose her glasses, either that or the kids had a sale and that's what she could found herself to afford. The pigtails…Well, they explain themselves.
Angela only wished she was as beautiful as Val but she didn't know how beautiful she was. Her red hair sometimes changed like the color of her eyes. Her hair would be all bouncy curls one day, the next flat as an unopened book. Today was a curly hair day. It was also a blue eyed day. No one knew why but each different phase of the moon changed Angela's eyes. Not that she herself noticed it, but it would turn green every crescent moon, blue every full moon, and misty colored when it was a new moon. She always thought it was strange. Nothing else but strange. Her friends all guessed it after awhile, they couldn't explain it, but they saw the changes often enough. Her other features were fully curved, but too curved. Long legs, but not model long legish. She was just another Caucasian girl who was about as crazy as the next one. Today she held her curly hair back into a pony tail, with a black choker to go around her neck. She would've worn her normal business attire but she was going to the Karaoke Club tonight. She had on a silky red spaghetti strapped dress on that went to her knees and buttoned up down the front. Along with leather knee high boots that laced up to the top, which where tied perfectly. Her cross, which was held by a leather string, was bouncing sideways as she walked.
You may be wondering where these two girl's are going. They both work as secretaries for Mr. Salon Stanton of the NNYPD, district 17. He had told them to his laundry for him. It wasn't like Angela desperately needed this job, she had two other jobs. One was for fun that was the Karaoke job; the other two were assigned to her by the DS. It pretty much dictated things so peace and prosperity reigned over all. They told each person what they were going to do, whether they liked it or not. She didn't like this one. Her last job was a teaching job. She didn't mind it all that bad; it gave her time to do her secretary work which took up too much time of her life. She taught at the local high school around her area, Lincoln Park High. It was a musical school and she only taught two class periods three times a week.
However, she did need this job to help her with what the DS must've thought was a funny joke. They sent her a child one day in the mail. Not like she hadn't had a coma which completely erased most of her childhood experiences so she couldn't relate to the child at all. No, just send the six year old child, Rin, which was what took up the majority of her life right after work. Rin was a smart six year old girl; she knew what to do when Angela wasn't at home. It wasn't like Angela was abandoning the girl its just she didn't know what to do with her. Like Rin, she was orphaned. It hurt really bad after waking up, age 25, to hear that you're an orphan and now you're going to have live out on your own. If it hadn't been for the nice orphanage lady, whom happened to be a nun at the nearby Catholic Church, which had been an orphanage for years, Angela wouldn't know what little she knew about her past. Still, it wasn't enough to help her with Rin. Rin and Angela having been living together for the past two years in Angela's apartment which she had been living in since she got out of the coma.
They were now turning down the street with the packages of laundry they had washed and dried for their boss. It was the street of the police department, and you could tell how much the police were doing their job by just the look of the street. The street was crowded with the homeless and thugs who knew how to disguise themselves so they wouldn't get caught by the cops. Everyone knew this as a statement of fact, so it didn't really matter much anymore. This street, though having a police department, was a safe haven for criminals and there was no other nice way to put it. As a matter of fact, everyone forgot the name of the street because thugs had knocked down the street sign so long ago and no body bothered themselves to remember the name of the street.
Even though criminals did rule this street, they knew better to mess with the people going in and out of the police station. The reason why was not only because they would get arrested but also the fact that everyone that went in the police station knew some form of deadly martial arts. That's why the DS had them assigned to the police force. Angela got her skills not from the church, she knew not exactly where; she just knew she could kick some ass if she needed to. It started one day when she was escorting her friend back to the other side of Neo New York on the subway. Some gangsters decided that they wanted to play with her and her friend in a sexual kind of way, and Angela wouldn't stand for it. She kicked all ten of their asses and all the women on the subway cheered her on for stopping them. They had injuries so bad that they had to go to the hospital, but for sure, they would never mess with another woman again; although, they didn't mean that they didn't go to jail, they did. That's when she became a secretary. She was asked sometimes to do actual police work, but mostly she was just a secretary.
Valerie opened the door with her free hand. Valerie, believe it or not, comes from the Legendary Neo Tokyo. After 20 years of age the DS decides your fate, and Valerie had been practicing every martial art her grandfather could put her in. She knew 20 different styles of martial arts and she was a black belt in all. This had helped her study habits so she was also a genius about everything.
"Hello there, girls." Their boss stood there waiting in front of their desks. Angela questioned his stare at her, as if he hadn't seen her a thousand times before.
"Here's you're laundry, be lucky we washed it for you when you could've had you're wife do it." Angela said with a forcefulness that had meant to be harsh, that shocked not only Val but her boss. "But Angel, we do it every weekend?" Val's sweet voice shaken up as she asked her friend that was hastily leaving. Her bosses' eyes showed a sign of regret but it wasn't something Angela could've seen as she slammed the door.
"It makes me mad! I am not his secretary for his personal needs. He has a wife for that." She said, fully exasperated with her bosses' attitude. She also didn't like his suggestive stares every time he looked at her. She ran across the street and her feet lead her to her favorite job, the Club.
As soon as she walked in she smelled the familiar smell of beer and booze, the similar sound of people just listening to Neo-Tech holograms singing peoples favorite songs. She took out her pony tail, and shook her hair until all beautiful red curls swung around her shoulders and face.
"Ruby Tuesday once again," said the main barkeep behind the counter. Ruby Tuesday was her nickname from him. She never understood why. She took her place behind the counter. Not only did the club off beer and booze but also food. It wasn't hard for her to get into the mood of things here; where she could easily just slip into a comfortable state of mind. She never once frowned here and all anger was easily forgotten.
Everything was going fine; all was going well, until she heard a thump and then a loud bump in the back of the alley.
"Hey, Mac, I am going to alley to see what that noise was." Mac, her boss, nodded his head, even though he probably hadn't even heard it. He trusted her that much.
She walked through the tiny space between the counter and the shelves of alcohol which stood about ten feet high and twenty feet wide; hiding the kitchen behind the shelves, a tiny door at the left end of the alcohol it being closer to the exit to the alley. The exit to the alley was a big door, like every other exit door, and it had the same usual EXIT sign above it, too.
Passing through the door, Angel felt a chill go through her. It wasn't the night air for the air was not cold this night. It was more of an eerie chill; as if a ghost had touched you're skin to say a friendly hello that might just scare you to death. Her head looked around to see if she could see anything.
She heard something from the other side of the nearby trash can. She waited for it as she saw what she unfortunately had been all too familiar with. It was a monster. This was a dream. She only fought them in her dreams. Or so she thought, anyway.
"Moonlight Destiny!" She screamed as she opened up her hand and let open a mystical dimension of multicolored lights. It transformed her into a Sailor Senshi. There were old legends about those, oh about not so long ago…With Queen Maiden Usagi gone with her King Pegasus to the depths of where they where most safe, his world. They had a daughter but she got lost. Anyway, her mom was the best Sailor Senshi the world had ever seen, Eternal Sailor Moon, along with her nine Senshi.
The monster laughed in a maniacal laughter as it said," Sailor Senshi have all but lost their power with the Queen gone. You don't scare me!"
"You should." Angel replied, knowing the powers she possessed being that of greatness. She yet again opened up the dimension and this time it brought upon her weapon, a hammer. She said mystic words that made the hammer, which was heavy in its might, about 350 pounds, easier to hold and slam her enemy into oblivion.
However, it wasn't that easy. She slammed the hammer down on the monster and amazingly enough, it was able to deflect it almost throwing the hammer into reverse. Angel started to panic. The monster used its stretchable arm to grab hold of her, and sling her against the trash can. She hit hear head, leaving a scrape on her forehead. She fell to the ground, near losing consciousness. But all hope was not lost. A golden rose fell to her aid, slicing the monster in two.
A man's voice came near to her all of the sudden, and said." You're dreams is becoming more of a reality than you think…"
"What!" Angel asked angrily as she lost what little consciousness she had.
