NOTE: Here we go the battle that you've all been waiting for.

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This chapter is dedicated to My Chemical Romance, 'cause that's what I've been listening to while I've been writing this chapter. I LOVE YOU GERARD!!!!! Lol

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"A few days ago, you, my closest friends, asked me to choose between two possible paths for my destiny that had originally been intertwined" she said pointing toward the four inner Sailor Scouts; Sailor Mars, Sailor Mercury, Sailor Venus and Sailor Jupiter. "You asked me to choose between the man I loved or being Sailor Moon. Love or Honour. Well I am here to tell you know that I won't be forced into making any decisions. I will not let you force me out of one things and into another. I am Sailor Moon and I will stand up to what I believe is right! And this is the reason you all stand here in this empty field today. I challenge all of you, even you my beloved Tuxedo Mask, to fight me, to force me to choose. Because other wise I will not"

"And what if you win?" Sailor Uranus yelled. "Nothing will have been accomplished!"

Sailor Moon lightly shook her head. "Sailor Uranus you are wrong. If I win there I will have you respect as your leader and your princess. But if I do not then I will have no other option than to choose."

Sailor Pluto stepped forward, staff in hand. "Let the battle begin then" she said softly as she bowed to Sailor Moon before stepping back in line with the others.

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She felt dizzy and sick in the stomach. Another blow to her gut and she groaned. She could feel the skin around her eye swell up and turn to purple.

Sailor Mercury had been the first to go down; she had been too busy calculating their best strategy. She now lay on the ground unconscious surrounded by Sailor Venus, Sailor Mars and Sailor Neptune. Each had gone down with a gracious defeat. Sailor Pluto stood on the side line, refusing to fight as she already knew the outcome.

Sailor Mars had been the second to go down; she had rushed to Sailor Mercury's side as soon as she had been hit. She had gone down when Sailor Moon's tiara had hit her chest; bring her down and also making her unconscious. Her head now rest on Sailor Mercury's stomach.

Sailor Venus had been gracious in defeat. She had been one of the only ones who had managed to 'tame' Sailor Moon by entrapping her with her 'Venus Love Chain'. Unfortunately for her, the crescent Moon on Sailor Moon's forehead had appeared and sent a bolt of light toward her, blasting her backward and breaking the chain hole on Sailor Moon. Sailor Venus now lay unconscious only meters from the other inner Sailor Scouts; her closest friends.

Sailor Neptune had refused to go down without a proper fight. She had called on Neptune, her planet and the god of the sea to give her the strength and power that she needed to bring down her 'foe'. Sailor Moon, not wanting to fight dirty but not really having a chance of survival if she didn't took Sailor Neptune down. She too now lay unconscious.

All that was left was Sailor Uranus, Sailor Jupiter and Tuxedo Mask.

She had seen the tears in Tuxedo Mask's eyes as he hit the back of her legs with his cane, making her fall to the ground. She knew that he didn't want to hurt her, that he was going easy on her. Strangely enough she didn't want him too however. She wanted to earn her title; she wanted to earn their respect even if it hurt her or brought her to death. Now he stood behind her, weeping uncontrollably as he held her from behind so she couldn't move as Sailor Jupiter and Sailor Uranus belted into her. Kicking her, hitting her. She was in unbearable pain. She moaned and screamed out in pain. She tried to struggle free from Tuxedo Mask's arms but it was no use. He had a firm grip on her arms and he wasn't about to let go of her.

"They'll run out of energy at some stage" she thought to herself. "They'll have to, or else I may not live to see tomorrow"

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She lay sprawled on the ground, her lip bleeding. She clutched her stomach. She was in more pain than she could have ever imagined. Bruises had begun to show all over her body. Her legs and arms weren't as bad as she knew her stomach or face would be.

Sailor Uranus stood over her while Sailor Jupiter had gone to tend to the other Sailor Scouts. Tuxedo Mask was sprawled on the ground some many meters away. His eyes where red from tears as his body jerked from every tear that fell.

"Do you give up now Sailor Moon?" Sailor Uranus asked, as she nudged Sailor Moon with her boot.

Sailor Moon groaned, as the pain pierced through her body. She wouldn't let them win. She had to do this. She had to win. For Rini, for everything her mother had fought for, for her future with Darien, for her friends the Sailor Scouts, for Crystal Tokyo and for the people of earth.

"Never" she said in bare whisper as she tried to get into a sitting position.

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"Oh Sailor Venus thank goodness you're alright!" Sailor Jupiter said as she took her best friend and gave her a hug, locking her arms around her tightly.

Sailor Venus tried to pull away from her. "Cant…breath…" she managed before she was let go. Sailor Jupiter quickly apologized before seeing that the other Sailor Scouts where also coming around.

"Look at her" Sailor Mercury said. "She's so much stronger than she was when I first met her. It was a good fight"

"Wait!" Sailor Neptune said. "Listen to what's being said"

The four girls sat their listening intensely.

"Do you give up now Sailor Moon?"

"Never"

Sailor Mars gasped. "But she's not strong enough. She doesn't have the strength for this. If she does this, if she continues to fight, she'll die"

"Maybe that's what she wants" Sailor Venus said to herself but yet loud enough for the other Sailor Scouts to hear. "Maybe that way she'll never have to decide"

The breeze from before started to grow stronger as the air around them grew colder with each passing moment. Their future would be chosen on that very day.