A/N: WOW! Sorry for the delay. It's been a while and working has been sucky. Still getting ready for Otakon, and all that jazz. I have so much planed out for this and a whole lot of work went into this chapter. I hope y'all enjoy.
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WARNING! CAUTION!: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS GRAPHIC TORTURE SCENES AND VIOLENCE AS WELL AS A RAPE FLASHBACK! POSSIBLE TRIGGERS! READ ON AT YOUR OWN RISK!
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"Vafore, there's been a rogue youma detected in the rural area." A female voice called loudly through the cavern, the mirrored stones distorting the three people's images like fun house mirrors.
A male with red eyes, patches of aquamarine organic mist-like flesh, and vivid, smoke-like, purple hair swiftly stalked towards the woman, another female looking down from a stone ledge. "Looks like my Lunatic Knight I sent out months ago." The woman stated as she lounged, her face marked with patches of organic metal flesh and crystals, her body covered in flexible plate armor. "I see that, Metani. But we all know that he fell to those senshi." The man called Vafore drawled back, watching the girl pout visibly.
"Both of you, enough. I think we should call it back and see just what this youma is doing, hai?" The woman with quicksilver skin inquired, her oily black eyes looking between the other two slowly as they nodded consent. "Very well, Nymphia." The male huffed out, the eldest of the three turning back to the glass-like dome before her, tapping the pulsing black and green orb of energy on the surface to bring it back to their base. Just what did one of their minions think they were doing, going off without orders like that? The elemental being had half a mind to destroy it as soon as it returned to them without caring for an explanation.
But, then her sister would be upset and she would never hear the end of it. Nymphia sighed loudly, her grey-silver hand brushing through her hair that seemed to be made of molten lava, though not a single strand seemed to harm her. The Fates were both less than human and more than at the same time, a contradiction of sorts that had them hunted down until it was only the three siblings life in this universe. They had to find a way to get back to the others, but that required human energy that these senshi constantly deprived them of. 'Just like humans to think we would rather stay here and be hunted instead of just leave and never return.' The woman seethed, feeling the tug of their power pulling the unidentified youma back towards them rather violently; it seemed that this one really was a stubborn creature.
Dark Jupiter lunged forwards in startling speeds, the others around her shouting her name as she gripped the golden pole-arm with both hands, swinging it at the defenseless Usagi's throat. She felt something tug at her gently as she closed the distance between her and her target, but as she ignored it, the feeling became more and more insistent. The insane warrior watched as one of the blades seemed to inch closer and closer to the flesh she so badly wanted to harm, but a final tug caused the senshi to vanish moments before the edge cut into the soft surface to kill the princess.
After barely a moment the enraged senshi found herself completing the would be killing strike in a cavern of crystals, the blade slicing through air as she growled. Dark Jupiter's wild green eyes darted around in search of her prey only to see a set of golden eyes peering out at her from above, the apparent female moving out to get a closer look. "Ano... That's not my Knight..." The voice was both strong yet gentle, ducking back down as a male moved closer to the senshi. "Who are you people?" The warrior snarled, her stance clearly offensive.
The male halted before studying the female before him, taking note of how her green eyes had an unstable light in them, how the corners of her mouth twitched every so often into maddened smirks. "We are the Fates. I suppose you are the youma that was running around the human area." His voice was smooth and deep, yet filled with a strange lightness that made the insane fighter giggle. "I am not a youma. I'm a senshi. Now, where the fuck am I?"
Her face was both angry and filled with sadistic glee, ready to attack at the very first sign of any resistance, the male hissing angrily at her. "Damn scum. I should crush you here and now!" He took a stance that suggested he was about to lunge, and Dark Jupiter sprang into motion. Her dual edged blade flashed as she rested the sharp metal a scant inch from his throat, the black lightning that danced across it snapping against his strange flesh. "I have no need to seek vengeance with you. Yet. If you dare get between me and my prey again..." An insane giggle slipped from her lips, the tall fighter's eyes wild. "I will kill you. You only get this one warning."
Vafore stood rigidly still as her weapon remained poised for the kill, not wanting to risk the female trying to kill him; it would take an awful lot more than a mortal blade poking at his body, but he didn't feel like explaining his weaknesses to her. Instead he slowly glanced at Metani, watching his younger sister's armor turn to a stone material from the metal, then to Nymphia who simply narrowed her pure black eyes at their volatile guest. "Trust us, we wish never to see you again either. Lower your weapon and go. We will not halt you." The quicksilver hand pointed to a cavern. "Stay to the left at the fork. Leave before I grow tired of your presence as well."
The male Fate had to inwardly applaud the eldest sibling, her well-spoken mannerisms had made her sound far more intimidating than he knew she was. However, her words seemed to sink in for the insane skirt-clad woman as she lowered her weapon and growled before turning to rush off. Instantly, he felt rather heavy arms fly around his shoulders as Metani tackled him from above in a tight embrace, effectively cutting off his oxygen flow. "Vafore-chan, I thought she was gonna hurt you! But you're safe now, hai?" She squealed into his ear, her cumbersome rock armor both pinning and suffocating him, the male flailing as he was unable to wriggle out from under her. "I believe he would be far safer if you would let him breathe, Meta-ko." Vafore could have sworn he heard amusement in Nymphia's voice as he wildly slapped at the ground, trying to regain sweet air into his lungs.
After a gasp of shock, he felt the other female scramble off of him, the male gasping in as much air as he could. "Gomen, Vafore-chan!" He heard Metani apologize, Vafore weakly waving in acceptance as he sucked in oxygen in gulps. Sometimes, he wished she wasn't so adorable just so that he could successfully stay angry at the young Fate.
"If you two are done, we need to try to collect energy now. I would like to return to our people before this century ends." Nymphia sternly urged, her black eyes peering at a grey crystal in her hand. It was a youma shard; the dormant state of one of their created creatures that would take some energy for them to store. "I think now would be a rather opportune time, since that girl is also out and about. We may actually succeed in retrieving some energy this time." The Fate gently pressed the stone into the glass dome, a grey energy dot flickering to life in the city as the creature awoke to go about its' duty.
All of the senshi and Shitennou had watched in horror as Makoto swung at Usagi, taking note of how the blonde hadn't even moved to evade the obvious killing blow. It had been a miracle that the crazed Jupiter soldier had vanished, Minako running up to the princess to stand in front of her, shaking her shoulders in relieved rage. "Why did you just STAND there?! Baka! Baka! She could have KILLED you!" Moments before pulling her into a tight hug as she fought back tears. "I thought we were going to lose you... Why didn't you move?" Were her hushed words to the princess.
The question played over and over in Usagi's mind, constantly bouncing around as if trying to discover the answer herself. She could have moved, backed up. She could have fought, or transformed. But she couldn't stand to think of hurting Makoto any more than she already had; this was her fault after all. "I... She is right. It is my fault... I would have deserved it..." She whispered.
"I-iie..."
Everyone turned to look at Rei and Ami, both freely letting tears fall from their eyes. The miko looked at the others with a dazed expression, Ami still too shell-shocked to speak. "She... Mako-chan would never blame you..." The violet eyed priestess was visibly shaken, but her voice full of conviction. "Makoto wouldn't do this. We all know that... that she was fighting that other Dark Makoto. We have to save her... We have to..."
Ami felt her legs fail her as she fell to the floor, sitting hard as the reality settled into the bluenette's mind; Makoto had lost to that other mind, and was now their foe. This wasn't possible. "I... I haven't yet told her that I love her..." She whispered softly in heart-broken despair, feeling warm arms hugging her softly.
At first, the senshi of wisdom thought it was Rei, but upon opening her eyes, she noticed the fiery red hair and gilded uniform of Nephrite. The young woman huddled deeper into his comforting embrace and tried to focus on his words of insisting everything would be alright, her slender arms holding him back firmly as she cried into his shoulder. The general simply quieted and held her against him, opting to silently reassure her of his protective presence by not letting her go; Nephrite resisting the powerful urge to kiss the forehead of the woman he loved deeply. After a few minutes, he felt her calm and then cease her tears, whispering to him tearily, "Arigatou, Nephrite-kun... You are such a good friend to me..."
The words stung at the male, reminding him of the futile nature of his efforts, but he brushed all that aside. He loved her and thus it was his duty to protect her forever, even if she was destined never to be his. Rei walked towards the spot the brunette had last been standing, her hand reaching out as if she could grab hold of the woman and pull the real Makoto back here, next to her. When her hand closed on nothing, she grit her teeth and closed her eyes, begging every God she knew to keep the warrior of Jupiter safe. "We need to find her. She's a danger to everyone, even herself." Minako stated in a dead voice, her blue eyes looking completely exhausted.
Ami turned quickly to glare at the leader of the senshi in shocked anger, the typically shy girl doing what could be classified as a growl if it had been caused by any other person. But this was Ami, and Ami simply did not growl. Tsk-ed in displeasure, but not growl. "She isn't a youma, Minako-chan. She's our friend, our ally!" The blonde commander looked pained as she spoke again. "No. Not anymore, Ami-chan. She will kill us and the Princess without a second thought. Makoto must be stopped..." Tears rolled down her cheeks. "At all costs."
Rei ignored the loud arguments that sprang to life around her, the senshi and Shitennou torn if they should try to save or destroy the crazed brunette. She vaguely was aware of Ami demanding them to spare the lightning warrior, Zoisite in favor of attacking her as a foe, but the miko simply knelt before the fire and cried silently. She had failed Makoto so horribly, and there was nothing she could do to help her right now. All she could do was meditate and just try to focus on finding a way to save the woman she loved from her own darkness.
Makoto had run for miles, not halting even after she had emerged from the caverns to race through a heavily forested area. The maddened young woman fled as if all the hounds of Hell were set upon her, following an unknown imperative that tugged at her tortured soul to continue on until she had come to a stop in from of a rather dingy apartment complex. A giggle escaped her as the black lightning that danced around her jumped along her weapon gleefully, stalking up to the door and kicking the glass into hundreds of broken shards that clattered the the ground in a chiming symphony before entering through the now wide open passage.
Dark Jupiter climbed up the stairs, past the first and second floor and ending up in front of number thirty five before using her blade to hack apart the wooden item. Something was in here that she needed to destroy, that much the insane warrior was certain of. "NANI?! You crazy bitch, who are you?!" A male voice shouted, eliciting a rabid snarl from the green eyed woman.
The fighter attacked the door more, the voice vaguely familiar to her. She kicked in the remaining shards before locking eyes with a man staring at her in shock, his eyes wide in terror as he stood in jeans and a blue shirt, the tear in the fabric of his top sparking a memory to life.
-She couldn't understand how she was conscious as the third man shoved himself into her. She could hear him both mocking and praising her as she shuddered under him, Makoto whimpering in pain. Her right hand gripped his blue shirt and one of her nails tore through the cotton, a gash forming in the fabric the wake of her pain-induced action.-
The evil senshi was shaking in fury, her breathing escaping her in growling pants. With a flick of her hand, green edged black lightning shot at the male, knock him into a wall as she cackled, watching him sink to the floor unconscious. Revenge would be so very sweet.
Usagi nearly jumped out of her skin when her communicator went off, Luna yowling about a youma loose in the city as everyone stiffened visibly. Was this a normal youma, or were they about to face the Dark warrior? Instantly, the girls all shouted their planet names as they transformed, all worried about what they would run into before they noticed the miko was still in front of the fire. "Rei-chan, hurry and transform!" She heard Kunzite demand from what felt like miles away. Still, the raven haired girl remained before the fire, trying so desperately to ignore the world around her.
"Rei, we need you with us." Sailor Venus urged, but her words fell of deaf ears. The miko simply did not move, until Mercury walked over and placed a timid hand on her shoulder, the fire cracking loudly. "Rei-chan... Please, we need you." The miko stiffened under her gloved clasp."Iie. You don't. Just go, all of you." The senshi of ice sighed and gently squeezed the other girl's shoulder. "Rei-chan, please."
"JUST GO!"
The sacred flames almost exploded in the hearth, Sailor Mercury stumbling backwards from the shrine maiden, the raven haired female silently crying. "Just... Just go. Now." Her fingers gripped the knees of her red hakima tightly, her form trembling with unvoiced sobs. Finally, the others left her, the bluenette the last one to leave as the sound of hurried feet on tatami mats slowly vanished. The moment she was alone, Rei finally wept, her loud sobs echoing through the far too quiet shrine.
Dark Jupiter twisted the metal wires around the mans' throat as she giggled, her green eyes bright with crazed joy before stepping back to take in her handiwork; barbed wire lay wrapped around his wrists, ankles, throat, and waist as he lay on the oak table. The wood had become a living creature of sorts in the presence of the evil warrior, the surface rippling with a reflection of her hatred for the captive human. The tall brunette took another step back and grabbed a cup of frigid water, splashing it onto the man to cause him to gasp in shock as he woke up. Her wild green eyes locked with his dark hues as he looked around in confusion and fear when he took note of being bound with the sharp metal, already bleeding from a few punctures. "N-nani...? What's going on?! Who are you?!" He demanded, watching her eyes narrow dangerously.
The fighter sat in a chair, her fingertips lightly tracing along the blade edge as her green hues watched his every move. She remained silent for several moments before speaking in a low growl. "They died when I was about seven."
The man was staring at her in slack-jawed shock, completely confused by the seemingly random statement. "Nani? What are you talking about?" He hissed to her, stilled to silence when her unstable gaze seemed to bore into his very soul. There was something familiar about those crazed yet haunted green eyes; maybe she had been one of his many flings? He did have far too many to keep proper track of, and even more so when he had several drinks in him. "My parents."
The two words had left her lips in a haze of pain and anger. Dark Jupiter stood, leaning her metallic weapon against the wall as she did so, her lips twitching as if she couldn't decide whether she should grin or snarl at him. "Airplane went down and they died. I was seven. Just seven. Do you think they would be forgiving of your actions?" She vaguely accused, her body shaking in rage and hate as black lighting kept snapping to life on her tall frame. Her eyes darted to an envelope as she spat out, "Kisugawa Hakuno?"
How she had said his name had made Hakuno shudder, his eyes locked with hers as he tried to squirm away from her. "What do you what...?" His voice had come out far more timid than he had hoped, the man trying to mask his fear as rage. This woman didn't seem to be fully human, she had some sort of power and that terrified the brute-ish male deeply. But his words seemed to send her into a wild rage, the brunette waving her hand over her face as her black fuku and evil looking garb was replaced by a gi and black belt, her appearance changing subtly and yet drastically at the same time.
However, it was the brown hair in the slightly disheveled state mixed with her guarded posture that seemed to be striking a distant memory most of all. "I am Kino Makoto. I am nineteen, a high school graduate, an orphan, and a cook. I love roses, I hate cheaters, and I loathe bullies. You and your friends beat me, raped me, and left me for DEAD!" Tears rolled from her eyes, her mouth twisted into a cruel grin as Hakuno visibly flinched at her words. "Your shirt has a tear in it from my nail. Now... Now I am gonna let you see how it feels to be helpless."
Reality seemed to slowly sink into Hakuno's mind as her hand flicked idly, black electricity leaping from her hand to strike him, the pain so intense that he nearly passed out before breaking down and crying. He panted as the seizing of his muscles eased, his skin cut from the wire that held him down as blood moved down his flesh. He couldn't recall much of that night in his haze of alcohol, only that he had woken up with a few bruises and felt sore yet satisfied. But it seemed that this woman had been caught in the drunken crossfire of he and his friends, the look of pure hate in her eyes bringing a sliver of a memory to life for him.
-His stomach hurt from where that bitch had struck him as Hakuno grinned down at the broken girl on the ground, hastily unzipping his trousers as he knelt. He could see the spent semen of the other two slowly leaking out of her along with some blood, but he was far too drunk to care. Without much care for pain he may cause her, Hakuno guided himself to her bruised and swollen opening and rammed himself into her still rather tight body.
He didn't register the hand gripping his shirt as he slammed into her, just the pleasure he was feeling, looking into her pain-laced green eyes with a cold grin as her nose continued to spill crimson onto her rather lovely tan skin. "Mmmnnnn~! Yeah, that's it you bitch." He taunted, biting at the crook of her neck harshly. This was fantastic, and he reveled in her agony, swatting at her broken left arm just to hear her strangled cry of pain.-
"AAAAUUURRRRRGGHHHHH!"
His cry of pain from the next burst of electricity brought him back to reality, his body jerking violently as more gashes from the barbs opened. Hakuno slumped when the jolt ended, sobbing loudly. He remembered. Oh did he remember her. He knew she would kill him, and so a sneer crossed his lips; if he was going to go to Hell, he would give the King of his new domain a run for his money. "I re-remember you... The whore behind the bar... You were a great fuck." He mocked, seeing her green eyes turn complete enraged, laughing as she stepped back to grab her weapon again. "Dark Jupiter, make-up!" He heard her shout, watching in awe as she returned to her evil looking clothes.
"Oh, Hakuno... I am so going to enjoy this." She purred silkily to him, moving closer until she thrust her weapon out at blinding speeds; one of the blades sliced off four fingers from his left hand. She relished in his shrieks, slashing off his right fingers next as deranged laughter flowed from her lips, her face a twisted mask of furious, gleeful insanity.
Mercury raced along with the other senshi, almost swearing she could hear the dull rumble of distant thunder. Her heart thudded painfully in her chest at the thought of coming up against the brunette that had stolen her heart. She would rather die on the end of her own ice blade than harm Makoto, but if it was to protect the princess then the soldier of wisdom would have to set aside her own morals to do so. No matter how much it might pain her, she had to fulfill her duty. The bluenette fought back the tears that threatened to creep into her sapphire hues, struggling to keep up with the other seven warriors. The swimmer had never been a slow runner, her slight frame layered with lean muscles, but this time she was fighting with despair all the way to their destination. "There!" Jadeite called as he pointed to a rather mysterious form that seemed to be made of pearls.
The shitennou all drew their various weapons as the senshi stood in a triangular formation around it, now able to note the form was most certainly feminine; though the greyish white surface was otherwise void of distinguishing features. "Halt youma!" Sailor Moon demanded the creature, the monster turned to face her with it's smooth faceless gaze, the young blonde girl unsettled as she began her traditional monologue. However it swooped in closer to her, cutting her off swiftly as the featureless surface until the entire body had become that of Mamoru as if he was encased in pearl. "Help... Me..." He begged in the very voice of the man, the sound wrought with agony.
The senshi and shitennou all froze at the sight of the youma, but the moment Tuxedo Kamen swooped onto the scene the shock it held over them broke and it returned to it's female yet blank form. "World Shaking!" A powerful voice called out, the attack striking it harshly, a bit of the creature cracking off and shattering on the concrete below.
Uranus and Neptune raced onto the scene as everyone watched the youma warily, finally unleashing an onslaught of attacks upon it. Bits were blown off to smash into oblivion below, Sailor Mercury readying to attack as it looked at her. The warrior of ice could almost taste it sliding ever so gently into her mind, pulling bits of her memories from the vast depths of her thoughts like a thick slime in her skull. Suddenly, the surface shifted and tugged until she was face to face with Makoto in torn school clothing, tears running down her cheeks like liquid pearls. "Mercury, please, please save me! It hurts so much!"
The bluenette halted completely, staring at the sobbing woman in breathlessly, her entire form feeling numb. "Mako...to...?" She questioned, taking a stumbling step closer to the monster out of reflex to try to aid the one she loved so deeply. "Makoto, please, please... Let me help, I'll do anything, please.." Tears traced down her pale face as emotions long buried erupted to the surface, the false Makoto dropping to her knees in a moment of well portrayed vulnerability. "Mercury, it hurts... I can't... I can't keep fighting... Please, don't let me die..." It pleaded, the senshi of wisdom rushing another two steps closer, clearly forgetting the fact that the youma lacked any color. "I won't! You know I won't, Mako-chan. I... I love you!"
"Mercury, that isn't Makoto!" Nephrite called to her, fighting back the bitter taste of jealousy. The redheaded general was jealous of the brunette getting the love he coveted from the bluenette. The youma stood shakily to move towards his beloved senshi and Nephrite instantly saw red. He leapt at the pearl toned monster, his sword flashing at her as the warrior of ice screeched in horror. "Nephrite, IIE!"
"So, how are you enjoying our chat?"
Dark Jupiter inquired of her victim in a chillingly cheerful voice, blood splattered across her face, arms, fuku, and skirt. Hakuno was gurgling painfully on the table, his legs and arms completely gone, the stumps cauterized from the electrical heat of the black lightning she weilded. Her hands were currently occupied with slicing open his stomach, then pulling out his intestines with an expression of intense sadistic glee in her green eyes. How he had screamed for mercy so shortly after mocking her, it had been so gratifying to hear him begging for his life. He had stopped his pleas about thirty minutes ago, but the moment he felt the tug of his large intestines being ripped from his open stomach, he broke his silence in desperation. "PLEASE! Pl...please stop..." Hakuno begged, his voice thick with agony and choked by the blood that was flooding his throat.
Wild green eyes met nearly black hues, her face a pure snarl in fury. "I BEGGED YOU TO STOP! I PLEADED with you all! You just kept going until I couldn't fight back, until I just... Just had to LAY there and... and TAKE it!" Insane giggles escaped her lips as she jerked more of his organ out of Hakuno's body as he released a gurgled scream of pain. "Now you'll lay there and die..."
The blood spilled out of the male like a heavy flood of crimson as he mentally begged for death. Every nerve felt like it was being dipped in acid as she wrenched more and more intestine out, his eyes open as the life drained from him. The dark hues stared off into nothing as the crazed senshi just kept going until every inch was strewn upon the blood soaked floor. When she left the home, her bloody appearance was simply gristly to look at, the maddened gleam in her eyes as she giggled creating an air of unstable joy as she stumbled through the building and back onto the streets, changing back into her normal form as it was free of the blood that condemned her of the crimes. She needed to find more normal clothing from her home before she continued her revenge.
Sailor Mercury had blocked Nephrite's blade with her own ice one, noting the rage in his blue eyes as he glared at the false Makoto. He clearly wanted to kill the woman she believed to be her Makoto, and so she was trying to hold him off with her own smaller form, her expression panicked. "Iie, Nephrite! Please, stop this!" She begged, standing her ground against him before he moved back to watch both his prey and the woman guarding her. "Ami-chan," the fact that he used her real name caused her to halt. "That is NOT Makoto."
The sapphire eyed young woman blinked at him several times as if she couldn't comprehend his words, struggling to understand. How could this not be Makoto? Her eyes turned back to the youma, slowly registering the pearl color that covered the young woman, doubt sinking in. It had no colors, it couldn't be her.
As if sensing the slow revelation, the Mako-youma suddenly laughed before a twisted sword appeared in her hand, racing at speeds that matched the actual senshi of courage. The senshi of ice felt her own body lurch as if she wasn't in control of her own limbs, rushing to intercept the youma. Once more, her mind could only register the face it wore and not the truth as she felt torn between love and service. "MAKO-CHAN, IIE!" She screeched, planting herself a scant foot in front of her princess as she faced the oncoming creature, closing her eyes.
She waited for the pain of the sword impaling her to occur, but it never came, slowly opening her eyes. Mercury saw the creature standing inches in front of her, the ice blade jutting through her body as the bluenette simply panted in shock. The youma stared at her openly before the features slipped away again, then cracked into thousands of shards that clattered to the ground. After the raining of pearl fragments ended, the bits evaporated into nothing, leaving the senshi of water to slump to the concrete while clutching her sword still in disbelief. She proved to herself that she couldn't forsake her duty, and would sacrifice the woman she loved for the princess she was sworn to protect. "Kami-sama..." Ami whispered as she changed back to normal clothing, the sword vanishing as well.
The girl felt Usagi shake her shoulder, barely aware of Michiru trying to coax her out of shock verbally. The moment Nephrite lifted Ami into his arms and whispered, "Gomenasai, Ami-chan." She started sobbing as the gravity of the situation hit her, the general holding her to his chest firmly. "Shhhh... I'm taking you to Saeko, hai?" When she nodded, he walked with her, Michiru walking next to him with Haruka in tow.
Ami was still in horrified shock at the truth, her mind reeling that she might have to do the same thing that she had to do to the youma to the real Makoto. The very idea of it made her sick, but it was a very possible outcome. The bluenette clung to the male that cradled her as the senshi of the sea spoke in her soothing voice in an attempt to reassure her, but it was barely heard at all. However, Nephrite's voice broke through her despair as he took her home, his soft words keeping he grounded. Her thoughts swirled harshly around the terrifying idea of hurting Makoto, but Nephrite remained her anchor to sanity. How could she cope without him? He really was so very close to her, one of her most trusted confidants, and her best friend. Now, if only they could find a way to save Makoto.
Minako suddenly jumped when her communicator went off, answering to suddenly turn pale, her blue eyes wide. "Hai. Arigatou Artemis..." She whispered into the device before shutting it, turning to face Usagi and the ones still near her. "Artemis said that a body was found in a destroyed apartment... It was... Blood was everywhere and bits of... He was mutilated and tortured to death... Lightning marks were everywhere..." The blonde senshi of love paused again as if to collect her thoughts and steel herself for her next words.
"Makoto just murdered a human in cold blood."
A/N: Bum bum BUUUUUUM! Though I personally am not even mad at Hakuno being murdered, are you? If you are, you need to go and do a bit of soul searching in my opinion. Next chapter will be more focused on Rei and Ami than Makoto, but I am seriously enjoying writing this out. So, fav, follow, leave a review, and then do whatever you do after reading this thing. For me, it's usually nap or something. Have a fantastic day/night y'all!