Elusive eternity
by NihlisticAmbition313
Disclaimer: I do not own Sailor Moon or it's original canon properties.
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Chapter #11
The sound of the Saturday edition of the morning newscast coming from Viktor's television set in the living room was overtaken by a considerable, hearty yawn. It came from Molly, who had just awakened from a better night's sleep than the night before in Viktor's bed.
"Mowrnin'." Molly greeted in her overstated New York drawl.
"Good morning." Viktor replied, glad that his guest had gotten a decent rest for a change.
"...You goin' somewhere?"
"I'm afraid so, Molly. I have to work this morning."
"Oh..."
Viktor wore a tidy brown three-piece suit with a beige tie and brown wingtips, a stark contrast to Molly's oversized grey polo shirt she'd borrowed from him to sleep in last night.
"So, I guess the fun's ovah."
"Hmm?"
"I mean, I gotta go now. Right?"
"Oh, nonsense Molly. You needn't leave because I have to work. Stay if you'd like."
"...Heh heh...Or, if you'd like?" Molly teased her 'boyfriend'.
"Ha ha...I will not deny it. I do immensely enjoy your company...I do want you to stay, Molly."
"R-Really?" Molly stammered, unable to preempt blushing.
"Yes."
"Wow...I-I'm flattered."
"The honor is all mine."
"Flatterer...I just don't see why Amara doesn't want you."
"...Well, Amara is my dearest friend. That in itself means everything to me."
"Wow. You're a better spowrt about it than most guys would be, that's for sure."
"It's the least I can do...Oh dear. Look at the time. I must take my leave."
"Already?"
"Yes. The curator is very nonindulgent about punctiality." Viktor said of his boss at a popular museum, where he is employed as a guide.
"Can't keep the bowss waitin'. I know all about that." Molly chuckled.
"No, I can't Ha...Molly, do not hesitate to use my home to the utmost of your whim. What is mine is yours."
"Okey-dokey. I won't make too much of a mess."
"Ha ha ha. Thank you."
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"...Amy. You made it."
"Yeah."
Raye did not speak as Amy waveringly approached Serena.
"So, what is it? Raye? You wanted me?"
"Yeah, I did...Amy, we need to clear the air. Once and for all."
"...What is that supposed to mean?"
"It means what it means. Amy, we have to patch things up, right now. It can't wait."
"Oh...I guess. If you really want to do this."
"We have to. We may not have the chance to make peace later..."
Serena and Amy simultaneously gasped, mortified by Raye's choice of words.
"Oh my God...Raye, you're...dying?" Serena whispered.
"No! I mean, no I'm not dying. I think I'm not dying...No, it's not that guys."
"Then what is it?" Amy asked, her voice still shaky from that mini-scare.
"...I'll say what after I say what I need you to hear, Amy."
"Fine. Go ahead then."
"...Amy...I'm sorry."
"...You're apologizing to me?"
"Yeah. I am."
"Why? I'm the one who owes you all the apologies, Raye."
"...Amy, that's just it. I'm apologizing to you for holding what happened against you for so long. Something that truly wasn't your fault."
"..."
"Amy, what happened to the baby wasn't your fault. It was Leyrus's fault, no one else. He was the one who put me in the line of fire. You couldn't help it. There was nothing you could have done differently, Amy, and I accept that now...I forgive you."
"...Raye...I don't know what to say..."
"You don't have to say anything."
"...It was Leyrus's fault."
"Yes. Not yours."
"..."
Leyrus Thames, the new recipient of Raye's blame, was the man who replaced Viktor in Modarr's squadron once Viktor defected. Just as formidable a warrior as Viktor, he was assigned the task of making the Sailor Scouts' lives miserable.
He was also the man who cost Raye her unborn child in a fierce skirmish during the last days of Modarr's siege.
Sailor Mercury and Sailor Mars had, on their own, proved more than a challenge for Leyrus, who could not figure out how to combat the relentless onslaught by the battle-tested duo.
Risking everything in a last act of desperation, Leyrus managed to attract a Shine Aqua Illusion attack from Mercury, and with one well-calculated force field deflection, redirected the blast straight toward Mars. Mars had virtually no time to react, and took the full brunt of Mercury's attack...
Raye would soon recover, but the unborn child she carried was no match for the impact of the blast...
Ever since then, even long after Modarr's death, the relationship between Raye and Amy, one of the baby's Godmothers, had been extremely strained and uncomfortable at best. Raye would bury her grief in her pursuit of superstardom, and Amy chose to forget the incident via her medical studies. The two would not speak, and that was that...
Until today.
"...I don't want there to be anymore grief between us over it, Amy."
"...But, she was my baby..."
"She was all of our's" Serena chimmed in. "We were going to be one big gang of mommies to that little girl. We know, Amy...We know you're still mad at yourself, and Raye, I hate to say it but, you didn't help Amy with that."
"I know." Raye acknowleged.
"Amy, if Raye is ready to make things right, then surely you can meet her halfway."
"Leyrus is dead." Raye assured her distant friend. "He paid for what he did to us. Let's move past it, Amy."
"..."
"Please? For Chisato?" Raye begged on behalf of her unborn daughter.
"...For Chisato?"
"Yeah. She wouldn't want her Mommies not talking to each other."
Amy allowed pass a small giggle and sighed.
"...Well, I can't say no to our baby."
"Ha ha ha...Good. It's settled then. No more crying about the past."
"...I'd like that."
"That's great, you guys." Serena said, grinning from ear-to-ear.
"For what it is, yeah...But, that bring me to why we had to make peace now."
"Killjoy. Ha ha."
"Serena, I'm serious. You guys aren't gonna like this, but you gotta hear it."
"Sorry. We're all ears, Raye."
"...Earth is in trouble again..."
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"Earth makes me wretch."
"Haaa. Harper, you sound disappointed. I thought you wanted to be a major part of this operation."
"Oh, I do. Goddess knows I do. I want to be right there as the Sailor Scouts are defeated. I want to stand over their broken bodies and spit on each one of them."
"Hey ,you can't have all the fun, Harp."
"Ugh. Don't call me that, Sasha. That twit Hotaru called me that."
"Oh, your girlfriend. Sorry, bro'."
"Girlfriend? Don't make me puke. She's just a means to the end. She's my access to the Mugen Academy, nothing more."
"Okay, okay..."
"...I must admit though, playing that head trick on her was amusing."
"That was a hoot, bro'. Making the girl think she's losing it an' stuff."
"You thought that was a hoot? When I'm done, Hotaru Tomoe will be so twisted she won't know night from day. Ha ha ha ha ha. Nothing will make sense to her anymore. It will be a laugh riot, slowly depriving her of her sanity."
"You're sick, bro'."
"And don't you ever forget it...I'll show that whole planet how sick I am. They have it coming, and none more so than the Sailors."
"You said it, Harper. They have to pay for what they did to Dad."
"Leyrus was not your dad!"
"He adopted me, jerk! And I hate the Sailors for taking him away from me too..."
"...I'm sorry, Sasha. Don't cry...You'll never have to cry again when we take our revenge."
"Promise, bro'?"
"I promise."
