Sailor Avatar
"Are you sure this is right?" Serena asked, looking around nervously. A man loading a cart up with cabbages stared back, unabashedly curious.
Amy studied the official piece of paper in her hands; it was their story assignment for the day. "Yes, this is definitely right. It says to be here at eleven AM sharp, warehouse 14 set 30."
"But…this isn't even our building," the blonde girl replied, her hands on her hips. "I don't recognize anyone here." She and her friend were still dressed in their school uniforms, which had earned them some very strange looks from passersby.
"Obviously we're in a cross-over," Amy replied, pushing her short hair out of her eyes and attempting to tuck it behind her ear.
"Ugh," moaned Serena. "I am so tired of doing crossovers. Do you remember that time we had to go to the set of The Tudors*? That was so weird."
The dark haired girl chuckled and smiled at her friend. "Yeah, hopefully this won't be as bad as that." She glanced at her watch at the same time a young girl passed by. She was dressed in pink with large pigtails that stood straight out to the sides and she now shot a suspicious and oddly threatening glare at the two newcomers.
"Uhm, I think we'd better go inside," Amy said, taking a small step backwards and clutching her school books closer to her chest.
"That's a good idea," replied Serena quickly. In one fluid motion she grabbed the quieter girl's arm and threw the door to the set open, then dragged her friend inside.
After quickly closing the door behind her, nearly slamming it, Serena leaned against the wall, exhaling heavily to calm herself. Slightly confused, she followed Amy's gaze to the room full of unhappy people who were inexplicably wearing bright pink party hats. There was a large, ornate cake against one wall and some haphazard chairs and tables, although the main part of the room, the set, was empty, with a large camera trained on the space.
A tall, disturbingly excited young girl with reddish brown hair pulled back into a pony-tail hair smiled widely at the two girls.
"HELLO!" Jiao-Jie exclaimed giddily. She shoved a script into each girl's hands and clasped hers in front of her. "I'm so excited to meet you! My name is Jiao-Jie and I'll be your author today!"
Amy went straight to work on reading the script while Serena placed her hands on her hips, inadvertently crumbling up the pages. "So this is a cross-over, huh?" the blonde girl asked, scanning the room. Before the author had time to answer, however, the character's eyes landed on a person that she recognized, "Aang!" she exclaimed happily, but then quickly realized this meant she would be in another Avatar fic, which significantly dampened her excitement at seeing her old acquaintance. "You guys moved buildings," finished Serena lamely.
"Yeah, this one's bigger…" replied the Avatar sadly.
"It's to accommodate all of the new stories that need to be filmed," Katara explained. "If we keep going at this rate we may have to upgrade to Harry Potter sized."
"Wow," Serena breathed. The Harry Potter warehouse was a towering monstrosity of thousands of sets that bathed most of the rest of the FFN lot in shadow. Most characters simply had to use body doubles as there were too many stories for the real characters to possibly be able to shoot; it was a nightmare among characters.
"Okay, okay, enough chit-chat!" chimed Ty Lee clapping her hands together and skipping up to the other girls. "You two need to get into costume!"
"Characters aren't allowed to write fanfiction; not even as a co-author," Amy stated drolly, finally looking up from the script and raising an eyebrow at the acrobat.
"I didn't write it," Ty Lee replied, still grinning ear to ear.
"I did!" interjected Jiao-Jie.
"Yeah, I'm just a party host!"
"You girls need to get into costume!" reiterated the author.
Several minutes later Serena darted around the corner of an ornate mansion in Capital City. She had transformed into Sailor Moon earlier, on the submarine, which she was now thankful for. Breathing hard she leaned against the wall and dared to peek around the corner.
"EEP," she exclaimed, ducking back behind the wall to dodge an oncoming fireball. Frantically, the young woman searched the streets in front of her and the rooftops above for any sign of Katara, who she had ridden in with on Appa, or Sailor Mercury, who had stayed with the rest of the invasion force; in Katara's absence her water powers would no doubt have been useful to them.
There was a commotion around the corner and the young fighter for justice bent down, sticking her leg out in time to trip the firebender who had come rushing after her. With a crash the man landed in a heap, unmoving, allowing the girl to jump over him and jog down another alley, hoping it lead her back to the main road and to the battleground. After the chaos of the initial invasion, when she and Katara had separated, Sailor Moon had become a bit lost in the metropolis of Capital City, but she was confident she could find her way back; after all, it was a big city but it was no Tokyo.
Luckily, as she rounded the next corner she crashed directly into two young women running in the opposite direction.
"OW," Sailor Moon exclaimed, holding her nose where it had bumped one of the other girls' skulls.
"Sorry," replied the girl in question, Sailor Mercury, who rubbed a place just in front of her ear.
"Watch out!" yelled the second girl, quickly freezing the firebender behind the blonde sailor suit fighter in a block of ice; he must not have been quite as unconscious as she previously thought
"Thanks, Katara."
"No problem," the waterbender answered with a smile. Her eyes darted to the sky, quickly calculating how much time they had before the eclipse started. "I'm glad we found you; something weird happened, the palace is totally abandoned. We need to look for an underground bunker, but we didn't want to leave without you."
"Thank y—" started a grinning Sailor Moon.
"Come on, we need to get back to the others," Sailor Mercury interrupted, reaching up and touching her earring lightly. A visor materialized in front of her eyes, the screen of a super-computer with which she could generate a map to the rest of the group. Serena sighed with relief; Amy's computer could show them the safest and fastest route at any given time using a series of complex variables programmed by Sailor Mercury herself.
But her dark haired friend frowned lightly and fiddled with her earring a little, then tapped the screen. "Uhm…" Her voice trailed off into nothing.
The other two girls stared at her with wide eyes. "What's wrong?" Katara asked urgently.
"I think…" Sailor Mercury started, "I think it's broken."
"What?" her companions chorused sharply.
"Is that a computer?" offered the frozen firebender; his head was left completely free, a courtesy of Katara so he could still breathe. No one answered, just stared at him blankly. "Those don't work here."
"What do you mean?" Sailor Mercury removed her earring and fiddled with the back, her hands shaking with panic.
"It's just a weird glitch with different fandoms. It happens a lot with cross-o—"
"We have to go!" Katara almost screamed. She glanced around nervously as though someone was watching them.
Just then, a woman dressed in Fire Nation armor rounded the corner, followed by three other soldiers, by Serena's count. The girls had only a few seconds to react and Sailor Moon dove to the side, behind a small pile of crates someone had left stacked next to their back door. Ducking behind the boxes she removed her tiara and threw it around the corner like a boomerang; after hearing the metallic 'clang' of her headpiece making contact with a firebender's helmet, she reached around the corner and caught it in her right hand, then replaced it on her head. This was just in time to see Katara water whipping flames away from her and Sailor Mercury's hiding place, while the black haired girl conjured up some mist to hide their location.
Serena sighed with relief, but her heart jumped back into her throat as a man barreled out of the fog straight at her. With a high pitched shriek the sailor ran back down the alleyway, noticing a light post a couple feet above her head; she leapt into the air, and, using both hands, grasped the post to swing around to land a solid kick squarely between the soldier's eyes.
He collapsed and the girl tapped him with her foot lightly, recalling the unconscious man from earlier who had been conscious after all. He didn't move. Sailor Moon exhaled softly, before realizing that she was, once again, separated from her friends. She cursed herself silently and felt small tears of frustration forming. Uselessly, she tried to wave the mist away, but it was just as dense and gray as ever, and now the alleyway was almost dead silent; distant battle sounds echoed through the streets and empty buildings.
Exasperated, Sailor Moon tried to turn back the way she came, but in the fog, she wasn't exactly sure from which direction that had been. She sighed and took a few steps forward, but her exasperation was only multiplied when, for the second time in so many minutes, someone crashed into her from around the corner and the young woman flew to the ground.
With a grin, she looked up, expecting to see one of her friends, but was instead greeted by a cold stare from a boy she didn't recognize. She gasped and kicked him in the knee, scuttling backwards as quickly as she could.
He exclaimed in pain and Sailor Moon stepped into a fighting stance before the boy, hopping on one foot, held up both of his hands in a defensive position. "I don't want to fight you!" he exclaimed, and the young woman finally met his eyes. They were a unique, light gold color and although one was covered in a large burn scar it didn't seem to faze the blonde teenager.
Something about him was just so…
So…
So…
"Oh, kill me now," Mai interrupted the scene, yet again, holding a plate of cake in one hand and a fork in the other. Jiao-Jie turned and shot a death glare at her that almost intimidated the gloomy girl just a fraction of a tiny little bit.
"YOU RUINED MY SCENE!" roared the author, crushing her Styrofoam plate in her hands and the cake along with it.
Mai rolled her eyes. "You should be thanking me. That scene was awful." She took a bite of chocolate cake.
"That's the point!" Jiao-Jie shrieked. "You don't really get the idea of this story do you?"
"Oh no, I get it. I just really like ruining it," she shrugged and exchanged a small smile with Zuko.
Ty Lee pouted behind the fog machine, her chin resting on her hand which was propped up on one of her knees. "I really wanted to see what was going to happen," she whined to her best friend.
"I just don't understand why every story has to end with someone falling in love with Zuko," explained Mai.
"Well the robot girl actually fell in love with me," offered Aang, who sat beside the director's chair munching on his cake.
"One word: Shipping," Jiao-Jie explained. "It's what 99.9%** of fanfiction is about."
"Can't one chapter be about something besides shipping?" Zuko asked, rubbing his tired eyes.
"Hmm," the director flipped back a few pages of her clipboard to study the chapter list as Sailors Moon and Mercury slipped off to the cake table and Katara emerged from the fog, trying to de-frizz her hair. "Well…okay. At least one chapter will be," she flashed a smile at the Fire Lord, who slapped his forehead.
"Uhm, Jiao-Jie?" Ty Lee jumped into the conversation, pushing herself into a backwards arch and then a standing position. "Are we done shooting for now?" Her eyes flickered to the cake table, where only a few slices and some crumbs remained.
The author sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose. "Okay. Yeah, I guess that's good enough."
The acrobat let out a giddy sound and twirled over to the refreshments table. Jiao-Jie looked at the crushed cake in her hands. She shrugged and put the smushed cake on the floor for Momo who chittered his approval, then hurried after Ty Lee to replace her dessert.
A/N:
* I'm sorry if you did a Tudors/Sailor Moon cross-over...I didn't check to see if anyone had. Wait...no...I'm not sorry at all. That story would be terrible. (But seriously, please don't get your feelings hurt. *Puppy dog eyes.*)
** I made this up, but it can't be that far off, right?
So, that was my nonsensical cross-over chapter! Here come the disclaimers!
1. I love Harry Potter and HP FanFic writers; I just think there is a whole heck of a lot of fics in that section. That was the point.
2. If you cross-over'd A:tLA and Sailor Moon please don't get your feelings hurt...this isn't aimed at anyone in particular and I'm sure that some of you could write a totally awesome cross-over of those two series =].
3. I used their American names...that's how I saw the show and it's my story, so there!
I hope you enjoyed, thanks for reading this far. =]
