Just a reminder: I do not own Sailor Moon. I wish I did but I don't. I am just borrowing the characters for your entertainment.
Ami jotted notes as she stared at the crystal. Something wasn't sitting right with her about it. Why would this thing fall to Earth alone? If there are suppose to be 13 Crystals, why were only two here? It doesn't add up, she thought as she put her notes down. The jewel started to glow on its own for an unknown reason. Intrigued, Ami touched its surface and found herself somewhere else.
A girl with hair as white as unicorn pelt cowers in a corner. Her ruby eyes dart about franticly as an adult advances with a whip in hand. The girl is thin and pale, scars criss-crossing on her visible skin. All she is wearing is a pair of panties and a tank top. The whip snaps against her skin, leaving a bleeding welt. The girl remains silent, tears whispering down her face. The whip cracks out viciously, cutting the girl above the eye. The girl seems to look in Ami's direction.
"Please. No more," she whispers. The adult responds by repeatedly cracking the whip against her bare skin. After she falls over to quietly bleed on the floor, the adult finally speaks.
"That will teach you. Never tell me no. Clean up and make yourself sexy. Or I'll tie you to the bed and take you by force again." He tosses the whip to the floor and leaves the room. The click of the lock is deafening in the silence.
"I see you. Are you my angel?" The girl asks, looking back over at Ami through a curtain of blood. Ami looked at herself to see she could see through herself.
"Who are you? I want you help you get away from this," Ami said. This injustice was screaming in her head and making her blood boil. Who would be so heartless as to abuse a young girl this savagely?
"I'm Kira. I live near the mall with a brown roof. Please hurry." Ami sees everything start to fade out.
Ami found herself on the floor, chair turned over beside her. Oh, I hope my neighbors don't rush my room, she thought sourly as she shakily got to her feet. Righting the chair, she noticed the jewel had quit glowing. Could this jewel be pushing us to find its Child by drawing us into touching it to see something? But how could the girl see me? Ami folded the jewel into a piece of cloth left behind from a time Lita visited. Fishing around, Ami found the old communicators from before they all became older. They had been delegated to emergency duty since all the girls had cell phones and jobs. First on the list to call was Rei.
Rei screamed as her orgasm washed over her, causing her to buck under his weight. Her newest fling moaned out her name as his seed filled her ass. A noise was coming from the drawer in her side table as he violently pulled out of her. She moaned heavily from the sudden lose of pressure on her assaulted hole. Fumbling with the junk in the drawer, she pulled out the communicator from when she was younger and didn't have a cell phone. Blowing the dust off it, she answered it. An image of Ami appeared.
"Hey, Ami. What's wrong?" she asked breathlessly. Ami's face turned bright red.
"Did I catch you at a bad time?" Ami asked nervously. Rei shook her head.
"Not at all. I was just finishing up. So, what's the emergency?"
"I know where to find our Dragon Child. We need to hurry before she's done anymore damage." Ami quickly filled Rei in on what she had seen.
"What?! You call Serena. I'll call Mina and Lita." Rei shoved her guy off the bed and dialed up Mina and Lita, filling them in with all of the details. They had reactions similar to her own and set out right away for the mall.
The girls met up outside the dimly lit front shop. Reni had tagged along with Serena since training wasn't until that weekend.
"So, why the call, Ami?" Reni asked, perplexed. Evidently, Serena hadn't filled her in on what was going on. Ami looked at the ground as the other girls shifted nervously from foot to foot. Rei finally built up the courage to speak.
"There is a girl who something we found belongs to. But she's being abused by someone in the house. Badly. And she's only about your age. We didn't call you because we didn't want you to see her until we helped her get out." A scream pierced the air and the girl from Ami's vision streaked pass them. She was only in her panties now as she ran in terror. A man with red hair and stormy eyes was in hot pursuit of the girl. Blood coated his hands and was splattered across his shirt.
"I only want to help you!" he called out. The girls ran into the house with a brown roof and the front door open to see a horrific sight. Blood and entrails were scattered around the room and painting the walls in a violent crimson. A severed head hung by its hair from the ceiling fan that was slowly spinning with its repulsive trophy. Reni ran out the door and lost her dinner in the bushes. Everyone else just stared at the brutality of the scene.
"The girl!" they yelled, taking off after the guy and Kira. Reni righted herself and followed closely behind. They finally found her and the guy in the park the jewel originally landed in. She was backed into a wall as the guy got closer. The girls transformed into the Sailor Scouts. "Get away from her!" they called out. He spun to look at them.
"Well, well. It's the Child of the Butterfly. Then I need to leave this to someone you met before." The guy sprouted black angel wings and took off. As if on cue, the monster from earlier crashed into the area.
"Mmm. A fresh soul," it remarked, seeing Kira. It stalked towards her, licking its lips.
"Pink Sugar Heart Attack!" Reni shouted, blasting the monster away from Kira. Snarling, it spun and rushed the girls. They scattered and fought, trying to take it out. But it was stronger, faster, and better than the girls. The monster bore on Sailor Mercury. She jumped out of its way but landed wrong and rolled across the ground. The Zodiac Dragon Crystal skidded away from her to Kira's feet. It pulsed bright blue as Kira bent over to pick it up. Everyone stopped in mid-fight to look at her be engulfed in white flames.
"They're so warm," she murmured. "It's like a friendly hug..." The flames roared higher and died out. Now the girl was dressed in a blue outfit with white trimmings. The jewel glimmered from a white collar around her neck. Blue dragon wings graced her back, fanning gently behind her.
"So that's the Child of the Dragon," the monster muttered. Louder, it remarked, "The Star Queen orders your compliance. Refusal is death or entrapment." Kira just looked over at the pathetic creature.
"To hell with your queen." She raised her hands as if jaws before herself. A bright light built between them. "Dragon's Breath, Explode!" she called. White flames blasted out and scorched the monster into a fine dust. Dropping her arms, her outfit faded away, leaving her as she was before: with only panties to protect against the world. Only the wings remained. She sighed a little and crumpled to the ground, out cold.
"She has the power," said Luna, who just tiptoed into the area, "but she needs the heart of a dragon to wield all that power."