Chapter 1- Let's Do The Time Warp Again
"This is chopper Delta, we are currently holding over the eastern edge of the mountain. It looks like we've won gentlemen."
"Roger, Delta. We have some bad news, though."
"What is it?"
"That guy, Apollo, was in the mountain."
Delta's crew was in disbelief. That guy was the one who lead the assault on the enemies command center. And now, he was nothing but ash.
"Wait, command, we have someone coming out of the mountain!"
Spinning to where his copilot was pointing, the pilot of Delta saw a human shape emerging from what looked like a pile of rubble. It was wearing fatigues, and carried an M16.
"Command, I think you're information is a little old."
The scouts rushed to a radio tent while the two pairs of lovers embraced. Frantically, Mercury scanned the airwaves for any sign of their missing friend, until;
"Hey, is that Sailor Mercury on the other end?"
The scouts jumped up in celebration, and within minutes the Sea Hawk touched down at the HQ, the girls swarming the man who was to stubborn to die.
"Hey, come on, girls! Let me get some air already!" They wouldn't listen, and he didn't seem very willing to stop them.
"This is Eagle 1 calling for general Apollo, Eagle 1 calling for general Apollo. Are you there, Apollo?"
The girls finally stopped as Apollo touched his mike. "Roger, Eagle 1, I am here and I am loving it right now! How are our forces doing?"
Looking at the bank of monitors in front of him, the president grinned, which was a subdued reaction compared to everyone else at situation command. "They've won, Apollo. The enemy literally disintegrated! We've won."
"That's…that's good news, sir." Turning to face the mountain, Apollo silently made the sign of the cross and started praying. The others knew what he was doing. He was honoring those who had lost their lives.
After a few seconds, he spoke. "Well, what are we waiting for? Let's find a spot that's still standing and get a drink! It's on me, of course."
The girls, Tuxedo Mask and Nephrite nodded.
"Alright, Paddy, you know the drill. Hands up, knees to the ground."
Patrick couldn't believe it. All he did to help these SEALs, and for what? To get sent to some damn English jail to rot for eternity? No, it couldn't happen this way.
William was a little more vocal in his protests. "You can't do this to us! We helped you find the bombs! We helped you beat that witch, and you want to turn us in?!"
Specter was steadfast. "It's our policy to not negotiate with terrorists. You can take it up with a judge of you want, but I don't think-" His train of thought was cut off by a sudden arrival.
"Specter! Don't arrest those men!" In seconds, the voice revealed itself as a British SAS trooper, along with several others.
"What the hell are you doing?" cried Recall "These men are terrorists! If you let them go, they'll just find a gun and a bomb and-"
"No, they won't." The SAS captain's words seemed to shut up Recall almost instantly. "We have been working with the Irish government, and they have agreed that Northern Ireland is to be integrated within a period of seven months."
They all stood, shocked at what they had heard.
"You mean," said James "That all of Ireland will be…together?"
The captain nodded. "And, because of your assistance, the English government has agreed to give you amnesty, provided you never take up arms against the crown again. Is that clear?"
Without a word, Patrick gave up his weapons, followed by William, then James. Soon, the RIRA existed in the history books.
"Well, girls, I must say, it has been a pleasure." Apollo and the others were inside a relatively intact café, sipping on soda and coffee. Each of them looked exhausted, but all felt on top of the world.
"Apollo," said Mercury. "What will you do know that this is over? You've quit the CIA."
"Maybe you can go back to your family!" said Venus.
"Hey, after what you've done, you deserve it." Mars was so happy she was fit to burst.
"No, he should get his own apartment! It's a little tight sometimes, but it pays off in the end." Jupiter was next to him, leaning into his side.
Meanwhile, Earth and Nephrite reconnected. "I was so sad when you died, Nephrite. I thought I would never see you again."
Nephrite put down his parfait and took her hand. "Don't worry, Molly. I'm back, and I will never leave your side for as long as I live." He drew her in and kissed her, and instantly she forgot about everything, focused solely on what was happening. "Oh, Nephrite."
In the back of the café, Sailor Moon and Tuxedo Mask were already in each other's arms, each grateful that the other had survived.
"Oh, Darien, I thought I had lost you so many times. I'm so relieved to have you here."
"I'm grateful to, Serena. Finally, the Negaverse is destroyed. We can finally live our lives in peace."
After transforming back, they all went to check on their families. Assured that they were safe, they regrouped at the ruined ice rink.
"Yes, mister president, thank you, sir." He saw the girls and two guys walking towards him. "Hey! Just in time for the good news!"
"Huh? What good news?"
"You see, my good Serena, the president of the United States has agreed that we all deserve a little down time, a reward for our good service." Every word seemed to explode out of his mouth. "So, in gratitude, the president has agreed to let me take you to fabulous LAS VEGAS, NEVADA!"
They all stood stock-still, stunned.
"You mean the Las Vegas?" said Mina.
"Where Sigfried and Roy perform?" said Ami.
"Where there's always something to do?" said Ray.
"Where the food is prepared by world class chefs?" said Lita.
"Where there is no closing time on anything?" said Molly.
"Where there are all you can eat buffets!" shouted Serena.
"Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, and…what's the word? Oh yeah. Yes."
The girls started hopping up and down, cheering at their good luck. Darien and the newly reborn Maxwell Stanton also smiled wide.
"It's been a long time since I was in America, but I don't think I've forgotten to much."
Darien was also happy. "I like the idea. You can show us around, right?"
Bob laughed. "Yeah right! I'm from Philly! Clear other side of the country! Wish I could take you there, but there isn't a thing happening."
"Who cares!" shouted Serena. "I say we go and have some fun!"
They all responded with a resounding "YES!"
"There is, of course, one little legal issue. Can you all pretend to be eighteen for two weeks?"
He didn't even have to ask.
The president got up and shook the generals hand. "It's finally over, right Henry?"
The general nodded. "If the Liberators even think about sneezing, we'll be there, sir." He paused. "You made the right decision on Mondale, sir, in case you were still thinking about that."
The president nodded. "Mondale was a good man. I guess the system got to him."
The general nodded. Secretly, though, he knew Mondale was nuts from the beginning.
In the back of a prisoner transport van, Mondale quietly brooded. "This isn't supposed to happen," he thought. "I'm the head of the CIA. I'm not mad! They are! And Poltergeist…" His thought trailed off. Suddenly, the van stopped, and he heard silenced gunshots. A second, the doors to the van swung open and a masked figure stood in front of him. "Its about damn time, Wraith!"
"Sorry, director," said the man, pulling off his mask. His face was cold, with secretive green eyes. "We had a little trouble pinpointing the vehicle. Thanks to Lo-jack, however," he chuckled in an evil way.
"What about our friend Poltergeist?" Each word dripped of Mondale's tongue like it was acid.
"Don't worry, sir. We've located where he and his friends will be."
For the first time in a day, Mondale smiled.
"So, you all ready for the trip?" They were at an improvised airstrip, as the main one was still being repaired. Military and civilian personnel rushed to and fro, trying desperately to keep up with the aid that was being sent to Tokyo from all over the world. Even some African nations said "The nation of Japan must know the world supports it in its time of need." After making one last check that their families were safe and healthy, the girls, Darien and Maxwell were lined up at the runway, ready to go.
"I can't believe that you secured a private plane for us!" Mina looked at the Learjet as if it was her dream come true. The two air force men in uniform didn't hurt either.
"Well, girls, I think you should know how I got this jet for ourselves."
"How?"
"Well, Ray, I kinda sorta told the US what your real identities are."
A silence.
"WHAT?!"
"Calm down, already! Listen, I know it is a little crazy when you hear it from me! But this was the only way to get a jet. And trust me, no one but the higher ups and the pilots know who you really are." He looked each girl in the eye. "I promise. I would never tell anyone who you really were, unless I could trust them too."
For a moment, it looked like they were going to rush him and do to him whatever the mob did to Jimmy Hoffa. But soon they cooled down, and gave him their approval with a nod.
"Well, then! Now that that's settled, on to Vegas!" Boarding the jet, they saw two men waiting inside, dressed in what would be considered work dress.
"Welcome to the flight, Scouts. I'm your pilot, Captain Grames, and this is my co-pilot, Second Lieutenant Ryan Wract. We just want to make sure of one thing before we take off, though." He reached behind him and grabbed a life vest. "Do you all know how to work these?" They nodded. "Good! That completes the safety briefing, now to get on with the flight."
As they each took a seat and put away their luggage, Grames included one more thing. "And girls, thanks for saving my cousin, the SEAL codenamed Rage. You saved his life on that cruiser, so don't worry. Your secrets safe with me." Winking, he went back into the cockpit.
"See!" said Bob "Like I told you, I would never tell your secret to someone I didn't trust."
After a quick check, the plane lifted off, and, aside from a mid-air refueling, it was smooth flying all the way.
"So, what's the first thing you'll do in Vegas, Lita?" Serena, personally, was going to every all-you-can-eat buffet on the strip.
"First thing I'm doing is going out on the floor to see if I can win some hard cash!" The look of greed in her eyes scarred Serena for a minute.
"Why even bother, Lita? The odds always favor the house. Besides, a penny earned is a penny saved."
"You mean a penny saved is a penny earned, right Mina?"
"No Ami! I mean what Benjamin Franklin said!" Once more, Ami hung her head in exasperation.
"Well," continued Mina "I'm going to see the sights! Cirque de Soleil, Treasure Island, the works!"
"Well, I'm going to see some of the magic acts that Vegas has. That way I can find out how they're done." She almost giggled like crazy about the possibility to prove the many magicians as frauds.
"You guy's are thinking small. I'm riding every single roller coaster I can find! And when I'm done, I'm seeing the desert!" There was a manic look in Ray's eye.
"What do you want to do when we get to Las Vegas, Molly?"
"Well, I really want to see one of the shows they have all the time. I hear that some of them are really awesome!"
Maxwell nodded. "Whatever makes you happy."
Darien looked at the pair, pleased that they were happy together. "I guess people really can change."
Unknown to the passengers, two stowaways were inside the luggage onboard, desperately clawing for a way out.
"Move your leg, Artemis! I have enough trouble breathing as it is!"
"Well, Luna, if I could, don't you think I would've done it already?!"
"Hey, you guys hear something?" The cats froze.
"No, Bob we didn't hear anything back here."
"Well, sorry Molly. Just sounded like someone was fighting."
"Well, it definitely wasn't us."
"Alright, Maxwell. Save it for the hotel, will ya?"
A giggle sounded from right below Serena and Artemis, then things became quiet again.
"Phew! That was close."
"Hey! Who was that?"
The cats froze again. "Nice job, Artemis."
"Hey, it's coming from the luggage rack!" Now Darien knew where they were. It was all over now.
Pulling the compartment open, they each chose a bag and looked through it. Ray was lucky enough to get the one with the prize inside. When it was opened, the cats flew into Ray's face, the owner of which started screaming.
"Get them off! Get them off!" Ray kept swatting her face, and the two cats.
"Well, if you'd stop hitting us, we would get off!" screamed Artemis. Luna was to busy meowing.
"Alright, can you both explain to me why you hid in the luggage?!"
The pair was facing eight angry pairs of eyes. Ray was to busy taking care of her cut face to be present.
"Well, you see Bob, uh, we decided that the girls going to America alone was to dangerous!"
Artemis spoke next. "Yeah! We were just worried about them, that's all!" He laughed nervously.
The eight pairs of eyes stared right into them.
"Okay! We're sorry, alright?"
"No, its not." Darien slowly approached the two, then picked them up by their necks. "The Negaverse is destroyed. We have nothing to worry about, unless you two have been keeping something from us."
The pair's best excuse was "What about Area 51?"
"We found this transmission a few hours after you were incarcerated, sir. It was a bit of a gamble, but we knew."
Mondale was grinning as he listened to the conversation between his former operative and his former boss.
"Wraith, get us a plane to Vegas. We have a little party to throw."
The man answered in a voice that would make your blood run cold. "Yes, sir."
