Sailor Moon: Samurai Jill 3 – By DS Wynne


Disclaimer: "Sailor Moon", "Star Trek", "Samurai Jack", "Fist of the North Star", "The Rifts" and other genres belong to their respective owners.

Note: This is a multi-genre story.

Special note: This story takes places between "Sailor Moon: The Alien Within" and "Sailor Moon: The Rifter" (coming soon).

Author's note: Just to let you guys know, one, this is a "Fist of the North Star" segment, which means that this chapter has bloody parts, and, two, I know the "Fist..." takes place in the 20th century, but I needed to change things a bit, to make the timeline (of this story) make sense.


Part 3: "The Fist and the Sword, Act One"

Contrary to popular belief, the chaos demon "Aku" does not control this world. He had sought to do so, when he caused the Rifts to come to Earth, in hopes of creating an environment rich in magic and psychic energy for himself. But when the demon caused the Rifts to occur, that phenomenon attracted the attention of other powerful entities, check-mating him. Thus, while Aku's "turf" was Hakkaido, Japan, but his influence was global…and beyond. Originally, Aku was part of Apsu, the Babylonian god of darkness, until a battle between it and Ra, Odin and Brahmin caused Apsu to shatter. The three gods had formed an alliance with Marduk, and had agreed to deal with him, while Marduk himself dealt with Apsu's wife Tiamat. Apsu would be later be imprisoned, but a fragment of him would still move on to become the demon Aku.

The rest is history.

As for myself, I have been searching for my "sensei", a man simply known as "Jack", for a long time now. I know that once I have located him, he can go back to the past, and destroy Aku, so that the demon would not have created the Rift-phenomenon in the first place. I do suspect that as long as evil exist, Aku can NEVER be truly destroyed. And besides, the only thing that would occur is a creation of a new timeline, one where Aku never created the Rifts. Perhaps, THAT particular timeline is my own timeline. Who knows?

Thus, my journey in this strange land continues…

It was mid-July, based on "Jill's" recollection. She has been traveling along the ancient Asian steppes for some time now, heading East. She had to deal with the usual assortment of gods, monsters, demons and evil wizards in these lands, since the land was steeped in magic. In some bizarre way, Jill was reminded of her time in the Mythic Age…minus the occasional technologically advanced settlements and territories.

Jill, dressed in a white cloak and wore a "costu" (i.e. "Chinese straw-hat"), was heading East to return home, even if she has to walk through the intense Gobi Desert-

Wait, Jill thought to herself, as she stopped. I sense…a great power near by…

Jill realized that she was near a ravine. It seemed to run deep into the Earth, like a flesh wound that would never heal. She extended her senses into the ravine, and sensed a wounded…NOBLE…soul.

Julia…

Taking a chance, Jill removed her cloak, hat, guitar, katana, and magic bag (a bag that was really a pocket dimension, which was the size of a small room). Then, remembering the gift of gliding, thanks to her time as a student at the feet of Zephyrus, the gods of the Western winds, back in the Mythic Age, Jill leaped into the ravine, gliding on currents of air…

A few years later…

In the midst of a ruined city, a gang of huge biker, mutant thugs attacks a teenaged boy and a young girl. Previous, the kids were fleeing in their roadster, as the thugs pursued them. Now, after a fatal left-turn that left the kids helpless, the thugs were on the verge of killing them.

"Let her go, you bastards!" yelled the boy.

"This little runt gots some guts!" yelled the leader, before dropping the girl who tried to club the back of his head. "Oh, well. Sweet dreams, kid!"

The thug, with his huge foot, tried to stomp the girl to death. Amazingly, the girl held the foot back.

"What?" thug exclaimed.

As she held the foot back, the girl shed tears of frustration.

HELP! The girl mentally screamed.

BOOM!

Everyone turned to see buildings collapsing, as a figure slowly made its way towards the assembled group. Appearing as a golem like creature, the figure casually hit the base of buildings near its path. With each blow, each building toppled over. One building fell on the figure. However, the person in question continued to walk as if the collapsed building was not even real. When the person was in the immediate area, dirt and mud began to flick off the figure, slowly revealing a female wearing a white cloak, Chinese straw hat, a guitar and umbrellas on her back, a sword and bag at her side, and some sort of Sailor-like fuku outfit underneath, which was partially exposed by the winds. Locks of blond hair, streaked with white strands, wisped out of the hood from the apparent high winds.

"Hey! It's some b-!"

Upon closer inspection, the lead thug could see that the female's eyes glowed with power. Slowly, the female walked towards the thug that held the little girl down with his foot.

"Oh, no you don't!" he said, as he pulled out a crossbow and shot the woman with a single arrow in the chest through her cloak.

When the arrow struck, a tiny spurt of blood gushed out. However, the woman did not give any inclination that the arrow affected her. Casually, she pulled out the arrow, tossed it away, and proceeded to pick the man that shot her by the head. Slowly, she squeezed…

"YAAAAAH-!"

POP!

After the woman dropped the corpse on the ground, she bent down to check out the little girl for injuries. At the point, the thugs, friends came out of their stunned silence, and proceeded to attack the woman.

"Ready? Get her!"

As the woman picked up the little girl in her arms, the thugs attacked.

WHACK!

That was an elbow smash to the face.

CRUNCH!

That was a knee strike.

CHOK!

That was a back-kick to the neck.

While this display was awesome in and of itself, what followed afterwards was much more horrifying. Wherever the woman struck, that particular body part expanded…exploded.

"YAAAAAAAAA-!

BLOOSH!

The teenaged boy, who was the little girl's companion, watched in horror to this gruesome display.

"Holy crap!"

"Boy," the woman said, as she walked towards the teenager.

"Y...yes?" the teenager replied. He was nervous about little Lynn being in the woman's arms.

"We need to get find a village. Do you know of any?"

Later, once the woman found some privacy, she uncovered herself.

So, this is what I've become, Jill thought to herself, as she examined her self. First, she took a look at her Sailor Scouts uniform. Because of the harsh conditions of the world, she chose to wear it all the time because it was the only thing that kept her reasonably clean. Then, she noticed how much older she looked, and it was all because of the harsh training and experiences she went through over the past few years. Or maybe it's what she believes her to be, since the only clear evidence is graying hair and tired eyes. The Rifts can be a pretty harsh place. At least in the Mythic Age, there was a beauty in the wildness of the lands, and a sense of purpose in the minds and hearts of the people. Here in this time, there was a feeling of decadence and decay in this seemingly post-apocalyptic world, the worst being other men willing to become the very monsters that routinely prey on people. She knew that this was what Aku wants, but it still saddened Jill that normal people willingly turns to evil they way they did.

A few years ago, Jill met a dying young martial artist, who was critically wounded from an assault that took his loved ones away. Using her medical training from her days in Starfleet, Usagi nursed the man to health. As part of his recovery, this man, simply known as "Ken", used Usagi as a training partner, impressed in her abilities as a fellow martial artist. The two soon parted ways, promising each other to let the other know if they needed assistance of any kind, while Ken searched for his lost love "Julia". Even though her martial arts prowess had increased considerably, she still kept Jack's sword. After all, there were things in the world that one did not want to touch with one's bare fists.

At the moment, Usagi was sad (her hair color reflecting this, of course) that she resorted to such violence, especially since her foes were human. Demons were legitimate targets, but humans? Then again, after seeing how depraved humanity has become, Usagi thought that "violence" might be the answer. The irony, from all indications, is that nothing will change for this planet for another three hundred years. And even then, the wars will get even nastier. Still, Usagi would have to figure out a way back to the right time period so that she could find her "Mamo-chan". Mamoru Chiba, aka "Tuxedo Mask", aka "Prince Endymion" was the love of her life, and, damn it, she will not stop they are together again!

Suddenly…

"YAHHHHH!"

Jill, awoken from her reverie, could sense the violence levels increasing.

"Great," she muttered to herself, as she covered her head with her hood, scarf and hat once more. Time to get into character…

Outside, the boss of the men from earlier had ordered the entire settlement to be "dealt with". He and his gang had rode into town on motorcycles, originally seeking to cause mayhem. However the boss also wanted the one responsible for his scouts' death.

"You will tell me who was responsible for causing my scouts' deaths…or the girl gets IT!"

The boss held the little girl, whom Jill had saved earlier, in his hands, ready to tear her apart. Now, the settlement would want to help and all, but each of the marauders was gigantic in stature and strength…and the boss of the Marauders was even bigger.

Jill slowly steps forth…and kicks a brick into the boss man's mouth.

"Ptui! Who did that?"

All eyes turned on the mysteriously cloaked stranger.

"That's the one!" said one of the men. "Get 'em!"

While not loosing a step, Jill continued forward. The marauders leaped upon her, but only to have her extraneous clothing removed, leaving only her Sailor fuku in place…

"It's…SAILOR MOON!" said one of the settlers.

'Moon continues to walk towards the boss man, while his cronies continued to attack her.

As she walked, 'Moon batted her attackers away, as if they were a nuisance. The marauders were flying about, exploding into bloody pulps of flesh. The last assailant was smashed into the boss-man's large body, as if he was a bug on a windshield. Then, 'Moon stood in front of the boss-man.

"I have heard of you…Xander," 'Moon said, as she pointed her sword's hilt at the boss-man. "Let her go, and walk away."

Xander sneers.

"Yeah, I'll put her down…after a break her neck!"

'Moon squinted her eyes, flicked up sword from its sheath, and seemingly…disappeared.

Xander then realized that he no longer had the kid in his hands. In fact, he could now see that his opponent had the girl in her hands.

"That's it, 'witch'. I'm going to kill you nice and slow. 'Cuz when I fight, it's too the death!"

"That's right," 'Moon said, not even bothering to turn back. "In fact, you're already DEAD."

"Is that…a…fact-?"

As soon as Xander took a single step forward, he fell apart in tiny pieces. 'Moon had moved so fast, that she went "invisible speed", as she struck Xander down. It was only a matter of moments that his body would register this fact.

Jill sighed. She hated what she had to do, but, until civilization returns, extreme measures had to be taken.

And then, she looked up, sensing a great power.

A large man, with a brown cloak and beard slowly walks up to Jill. He stops, and casually surveys the area before return his attention to her.

"Usagi," the man said simply.

"Ken," Jill replied likewise. She was glad to see her old friend, who was apparently at the peek of his power.

"We have much to discuss," Ken said.

Jill nods. She had heard rumors of "the Fist of the North Star" and his gang of thugs terrorizing the area, which is why Jill had sent a telepathic message for her and him to meet in this place. She knew that Ken could not have been doing what the rumors have said about him, so they knew that they needed to team up to clear Ken's name.

Tbc.