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Author's Note: This is Chapter 4, it took me long enough to write it, huh? Well, please read and review. ^^
Blood Runs Red
Chapter 4: Thunder and Lightening
By: FadedSilence
Makoto pushed aside sweaty brown bangs and struck another punch at the bag suspended from the ceiling. Her fist collided with the hard, ruff cloth of the stiff blue bag and sent it spiraling backwards. Stupid Youma she thought, Stupid Me. Red splotches dotted her bony knuckles as she lashed out again, this time succeeding in knocking the stuffed bag to the ground. It hit the plush, pearly carpet with a dull thud and rolled over on to its side, like a wounded navy colored dog. Makoto collapsed next to her prey and fell across its solid side, her breathing heavy.
Stupid Thing
One of her raw hands went up and gave the stupid bag another punch, before falling on to her back facing the ceiling. Sweat drenched her whole body, making her brown knee-length skirt and long-sleeved white blouse stick to her tall frame. Inside her black pumps, Makoto's feet ached with the stress of balancing her 5'6 body while kicking. With out even looking in the mirror she was pretty sure she looked like one big blob of sweaty flesh and knotted hair the color of chocolate. The 15 year-old girl gave a small chuckle at this, her green eyes sparkling. She, Makoto Kino, was anything but sweet. Though she wished she was, but Makoto was more of the tough girl.
Tough and Tall.
Part of her had never really gotten over her height and how it effected how people viewed her. She knew they often saw her as an evil ass-kicking bitch with a knack for getting herself kicked out of schools. Which was true in some cases, she was an ass-kicking bitch, but she certainly never really tried to get knocked out of schools. Makoto prided herself on being a good student and kind person, one that hated to fight even though it was technically her job. But there were exceptions to this rule as there was to any other and she did find herself fighting. Not fighting Youmas, but humans. It wasn't something she was particularly proud of and because of that never told the other girls about it. She felt they would respect her less and start seeing her as most of the world's population did. As a dangerous thing that needed to be caged. Makoto didn't want that, she loved her friends, and they were the family she never had.
Her muscular, lean arms folded under head and she let her eyes drift closed. It was nice to just sleep and block out everything. School, fighting, and homework it was all pushed aside for the black obliviation of slumber. Except it never came, instead there was a loud rapping against her door and the sound of someone shouting. Makoto tried to ignore it, rolling over onto her side facing away from the annoying noise. If anything, it got worse the more she tried to block it out and eventually Makoto sat up, stifling a yawn. Who ever was making that annoying racket? The brunette's head pounded as she stood up on shaky legs and slowly made her way to the door. God, that person better have a damn good reason for disturbing her nap.
" Makoto! Jupiter! Please open up, it's me Rei!"
Rei?
Makoto gripped her head with one hand and felt a warm substance graze her cheek. She watched as her emerald orbs widened as they caught sight of blood trailing down her arm in the mirror. Oh god, her whole knuckle was skinned and the red liquid was sprouting from it like a fountain. Makoto had to bit her bottom lip in order not to let out a scream. Or puke. As if in response, her stomach gave a low gurgling sound and bile rose in the back of her throat. If it hadn't been for Rei's pleading shouts she probably would have fainted. Instead, she reached out with a blooded hand and pulled the brass doorknob on the oak wood door. It opened with a low creak and in less then a second Rei was plunging through the opening, drenched and cold.
" Makoto, it's so horrible. You have to come with me now, we have to catch him." Water dripped from her raven strands as she spoke her voice horse and weak. More droplets fell from her black skirt and gray jacket as she shifted her black pumps that were flooded. Perspiration fell down her forehead in small rivers and wind-streaked tears stained her flushed cheeks. Makoto looked up and her cat eyes caught Rei's bleary brown ones. How long had she been up? Had she slept at all? Rei looked like she had been to hell and Makoto had the feeling that it wasn't far from the truth. Poor girl.
" Makoto, are you alive.hello? Did you hear me? Usagi is in the hospital and-" Makoto didn't even allow her to finish before her own raspy voice cut in, the sound of her friends name making her whole body shake. " Usagi is in the hospital? When? How? Tell me Rei!" She realized that she had grasped Rei's damp blazer with a bloody hand and was shaking her back and forth, her voice shouting. " Come on, damn it! Tell me!" The charcoal-hared girl's teeth chattered in her head as she fought to talk against the violent shaking.
Rei managed to get out the words. " She was shot." Before Makoto dropped her to the now muddy carpet and stood, leaning against the wall. Her body was trembling from the shock of losing so much blood and more so from fear for Usagi. Even her head had stopped aching and was now clear, the news making the pain seem distant and faded. Nothing mattered, but her blonde friend. " She was shot" The words echoed in her head, her heart stinging with each syllable. Usagi. Tears welled up in her emerald hues and her knees buckled sending her to the carpet. Sailor Moon.
It was like a storm, the pain coming out in the form of small droplets and wails that would haunt her dreams forever. They were so full of sadness and Makoto wouldn't have had it any other way as she felt Rei's damp arms wrap around her. She leaned into the wet cloth and her nose picked up the scent of rain and detergent. It was somehow calming to the thunder goddess, who's grieving was shown in the lightening that crackled outside and the thunder that boomed. The world was in a storm and it wasn't going to stop anytime soon.
Suddenly it seemed very dark.
Minako screamed and tried in vain to spread her bare legs and arms. She hoped to slow the fall with this tactic, but it seemed that nothing was going to accomplish that goal. Her whole body was stinging from being whipped with the wind and her face was stained with tears. Oh god, she was going to die. She felt it in her heart and soul, this was it, her last hurrah. In a minute, her body would hit the cement and she would be alive long enough to feel every bone in her body shatter. The thought terrified her and panic made her scream again. Dying was not what she wanted, she wanted to live. To breathe
" Venus Crystal Power, make-up!"
She gripped her stick in front of her and hoped to god that it worked. Maybe if she transformed she could stop the fall and save herself. Please let this work she thought, feeling the warm glow that came with transforming. Her school uniform disappeared and was replaced by a white suit and orange skirt that came to her thighs. Bows of the same color formed on her chest and in back on her skirt the tails longer then in front. Matching color choker appeared along with small earrings and ankle boots. A gold whip appeared around her waist and the outfit was completed with the white gloves that crept to her elbows. Sailor V had arrived.
" Venus Crescent Beam, Smash!"
Minako pointed the bright yellowish beam at the ground and concrete flew everywhere. Some people that had been talking stopped and started to stare at the bright orange dot that was slowly descending to Earth. However a piece of black top literally knocked one of them out and that sent them running for their lives. Minako landed softly upon the ruined area, her splendid powers at work. It was wonderful to be a senshi sometimes, basically just for the lifesaving advantages it gave you. Well, it had certainly come through for her now.
Minako Anio had cheated death. Again.
Author's Note: This is Chapter 4, it took me long enough to write it, huh? Well, please read and review. ^^
Blood Runs Red
Chapter 4: Thunder and Lightening
By: FadedSilence
Makoto pushed aside sweaty brown bangs and struck another punch at the bag suspended from the ceiling. Her fist collided with the hard, ruff cloth of the stiff blue bag and sent it spiraling backwards. Stupid Youma she thought, Stupid Me. Red splotches dotted her bony knuckles as she lashed out again, this time succeeding in knocking the stuffed bag to the ground. It hit the plush, pearly carpet with a dull thud and rolled over on to its side, like a wounded navy colored dog. Makoto collapsed next to her prey and fell across its solid side, her breathing heavy.
Stupid Thing
One of her raw hands went up and gave the stupid bag another punch, before falling on to her back facing the ceiling. Sweat drenched her whole body, making her brown knee-length skirt and long-sleeved white blouse stick to her tall frame. Inside her black pumps, Makoto's feet ached with the stress of balancing her 5'6 body while kicking. With out even looking in the mirror she was pretty sure she looked like one big blob of sweaty flesh and knotted hair the color of chocolate. The 15 year-old girl gave a small chuckle at this, her green eyes sparkling. She, Makoto Kino, was anything but sweet. Though she wished she was, but Makoto was more of the tough girl.
Tough and Tall.
Part of her had never really gotten over her height and how it effected how people viewed her. She knew they often saw her as an evil ass-kicking bitch with a knack for getting herself kicked out of schools. Which was true in some cases, she was an ass-kicking bitch, but she certainly never really tried to get knocked out of schools. Makoto prided herself on being a good student and kind person, one that hated to fight even though it was technically her job. But there were exceptions to this rule as there was to any other and she did find herself fighting. Not fighting Youmas, but humans. It wasn't something she was particularly proud of and because of that never told the other girls about it. She felt they would respect her less and start seeing her as most of the world's population did. As a dangerous thing that needed to be caged. Makoto didn't want that, she loved her friends, and they were the family she never had.
Her muscular, lean arms folded under head and she let her eyes drift closed. It was nice to just sleep and block out everything. School, fighting, and homework it was all pushed aside for the black obliviation of slumber. Except it never came, instead there was a loud rapping against her door and the sound of someone shouting. Makoto tried to ignore it, rolling over onto her side facing away from the annoying noise. If anything, it got worse the more she tried to block it out and eventually Makoto sat up, stifling a yawn. Who ever was making that annoying racket? The brunette's head pounded as she stood up on shaky legs and slowly made her way to the door. God, that person better have a damn good reason for disturbing her nap.
" Makoto! Jupiter! Please open up, it's me Rei!"
Rei?
Makoto gripped her head with one hand and felt a warm substance graze her cheek. She watched as her emerald orbs widened as they caught sight of blood trailing down her arm in the mirror. Oh god, her whole knuckle was skinned and the red liquid was sprouting from it like a fountain. Makoto had to bit her bottom lip in order not to let out a scream. Or puke. As if in response, her stomach gave a low gurgling sound and bile rose in the back of her throat. If it hadn't been for Rei's pleading shouts she probably would have fainted. Instead, she reached out with a blooded hand and pulled the brass doorknob on the oak wood door. It opened with a low creak and in less then a second Rei was plunging through the opening, drenched and cold.
" Makoto, it's so horrible. You have to come with me now, we have to catch him." Water dripped from her raven strands as she spoke her voice horse and weak. More droplets fell from her black skirt and gray jacket as she shifted her black pumps that were flooded. Perspiration fell down her forehead in small rivers and wind-streaked tears stained her flushed cheeks. Makoto looked up and her cat eyes caught Rei's bleary brown ones. How long had she been up? Had she slept at all? Rei looked like she had been to hell and Makoto had the feeling that it wasn't far from the truth. Poor girl.
" Makoto, are you alive.hello? Did you hear me? Usagi is in the hospital and-" Makoto didn't even allow her to finish before her own raspy voice cut in, the sound of her friends name making her whole body shake. " Usagi is in the hospital? When? How? Tell me Rei!" She realized that she had grasped Rei's damp blazer with a bloody hand and was shaking her back and forth, her voice shouting. " Come on, damn it! Tell me!" The charcoal-hared girl's teeth chattered in her head as she fought to talk against the violent shaking.
Rei managed to get out the words. " She was shot." Before Makoto dropped her to the now muddy carpet and stood, leaning against the wall. Her body was trembling from the shock of losing so much blood and more so from fear for Usagi. Even her head had stopped aching and was now clear, the news making the pain seem distant and faded. Nothing mattered, but her blonde friend. " She was shot" The words echoed in her head, her heart stinging with each syllable. Usagi. Tears welled up in her emerald hues and her knees buckled sending her to the carpet. Sailor Moon.
It was like a storm, the pain coming out in the form of small droplets and wails that would haunt her dreams forever. They were so full of sadness and Makoto wouldn't have had it any other way as she felt Rei's damp arms wrap around her. She leaned into the wet cloth and her nose picked up the scent of rain and detergent. It was somehow calming to the thunder goddess, who's grieving was shown in the lightening that crackled outside and the thunder that boomed. The world was in a storm and it wasn't going to stop anytime soon.
Suddenly it seemed very dark.
Minako screamed and tried in vain to spread her bare legs and arms. She hoped to slow the fall with this tactic, but it seemed that nothing was going to accomplish that goal. Her whole body was stinging from being whipped with the wind and her face was stained with tears. Oh god, she was going to die. She felt it in her heart and soul, this was it, her last hurrah. In a minute, her body would hit the cement and she would be alive long enough to feel every bone in her body shatter. The thought terrified her and panic made her scream again. Dying was not what she wanted, she wanted to live. To breathe
" Venus Crystal Power, make-up!"
She gripped her stick in front of her and hoped to god that it worked. Maybe if she transformed she could stop the fall and save herself. Please let this work she thought, feeling the warm glow that came with transforming. Her school uniform disappeared and was replaced by a white suit and orange skirt that came to her thighs. Bows of the same color formed on her chest and in back on her skirt the tails longer then in front. Matching color choker appeared along with small earrings and ankle boots. A gold whip appeared around her waist and the outfit was completed with the white gloves that crept to her elbows. Sailor V had arrived.
" Venus Crescent Beam, Smash!"
Minako pointed the bright yellowish beam at the ground and concrete flew everywhere. Some people that had been talking stopped and started to stare at the bright orange dot that was slowly descending to Earth. However a piece of black top literally knocked one of them out and that sent them running for their lives. Minako landed softly upon the ruined area, her splendid powers at work. It was wonderful to be a senshi sometimes, basically just for the lifesaving advantages it gave you. Well, it had certainly come through for her now.
Minako Anio had cheated death. Again.