"OUR LORD!"
"SAVIOR!"
"WHAT THE FUCK!"
Ami could identify with the last of the three outbursts—it had roughly been her reaction that very morning.
"What have you done?!" Rick looked at her, eyes flashing with anger, "He's… dead!"
"I can explain." Ami sputtered, although it occurred to her that they actually couldn't.
"No excuses, bitch! Do you realize what you've done?!" He lunged at Ami, his hands seeking her throat. Out of the corner of her eye, Ami saw Rei reach into her pocket and then throw something at the ceiling. Ami saw it was an ofuda scroll, which exploded into a flames as soon as it hit a sprinkler, setting off all the sprinklers in the room and causing the fire alarm to blare, throwing the room into utter chaos. Ami took advantage of the distraction and quickly moved away from Rick. She reached for her henshin wand, but the ideas struck her that the room was too small to transform and use any of their attacks effectively.
"Don't transform!" She yelled as she saw Makoto pull out her wand as well. "The room's too small—you'll electrocute us all!" The sprinkler system was clearly top of the line, as everyone was already thoroughly soaked—one of Makoto's attacks, even if carefully aimed, would travel throughout the whole room.
Makoto nodded and put the wand away. "We don't need them anyways!" Makoto replied, and if the men understood Japanese, they would have known it was a taunt. One of the robed men leapt at her, but Makoto used his force against him and flipped him onto his back before following through with a punch that left his nose bleeding.
The room was the smallest battleground the senshi had ever encountered. Some of the conflict had spilled out into the main room where people were trying to get space. The sprinkler system finally shut off, but the alarm continued to blare in the room and out into the hallway. Ami knew it wouldn't be long before hotel staff found them, and it was an encounter she wanted to avoid. They would need to make quick work of the men and leave before anyone started asking questions.
Even without transforming, the senshi were doing just fine. One cultist was facing off against Setsuna in the bedroom, but Minako, who wasn't afraid to fight dirty, snuck up behind him and nailed him with a small bedside lamp. Near them, Makoto was wrestling with the man she had earlier thrown to the floor, but was now using the robe to her advantage by pulling it over his face while she kneed him in the stomach. In the first room, the third had the misfortune of grabbing one of Usagi's odangos and was promptly attacked by Rei who wallpapered him with scrolls.
"Thanks, Rei." Usagi sniffled and kicked at the man, now lying on the floor, most of his robe and clothes burnt to a crisp.
"I used up all my scrolls, but I guess you're worth it." Rei teased before joining Makoto's on-going brawl. Ami was momentarily distracted by the thought that Rei and Usagi would make a really cute couple.
"You'll pay!" A voice from behind her interrupted her brief thoughts on match making. She whirled around to see Rick, who was shaking in anger and had been given a bloody lip by someone. He began to walk towards her, and Ami walked backwards in turn. With everyone else distracted, she looked frantically around the room for some kind of weapon. Before she could find anything, he leapt at her and hit her with his full weight, and she felt the air in her lungs leave her as she collided with the floor.
This scrap ranked up in her top five battles in terms of desperation and took the top spot when it came to animal instinct. She clawed and hit any part of him that she came into contact with, even going so far as to pull his right ear until he yelped. They rolled and scraped until Ami felt the back of her head collide with the hard metal of the pull out bed she had awoken in earlier that day. She briefly saw stars and her body briefly went limp from the blow. That brief moment was all her opponent needed and she felt both his hands close around her neck.
It sent her into panic mode and she began thrashing violently while trying to pull a finger away from her neck, although his tight grip made it nearly impossible. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw something under the bed, but within reach. While still trying to pull his hands away with one hand, she frantically grabbed the object, and very quickly noting its weight and size, pulled it out and hit his face with it as hard as she could.
As hard as she could was pretty damn hard and the blow forced his hands off of her throat in order to protect his face. She smacked him again, knocking him off to the side, making room for her to leap up. The adrenaline rushed through her veins like a high octane drug as she landed another blow, which knocked him out cold.
She stood over him, still gripping her weapon tightly, her adrenaline slowly tapering off with every gasping breath. It was as if her lungs were on fire and all the muscles in her body were screaming. She made her way to the edge of the bed and sat, still watching Rick out of the corner of her eye.
"Ami!" She looked up to see Makoto dashing toward her with the rest of the senshi on her heels. "Talk to me—please say you're okay!"
"I'm… fine." Ami said slowly as she stood up and staggered towards Makoto. The taller girl caught her and looped Ami's arm over her shoulder, helping her stand. "Seriously, just… tired. Jesus, how did we ever fight for so long as scouts?"
"Transforming gives us abilities as well as stamina." Setsuna replied. "Without it, we're more or less just human. Although I must say your girlfriend is quite the fighter even without powers."
Ami thought she spied a bit of a blush appeared in Makoto's cheeks. "Well, clearly not good enough since I left my girlfriend here to fend for herself." Ami felt Makoto squeeze the hand she held as she looked over at her. "I'm sorry—we all were distracted in the other room."
Ami shook her head. "Please, don't worry. Clearly, I can handle myself." She gestured over at the still knocked-out Rick to make her point.
"Umm… Ami…" Usagi interjected, her voice nervous and curious at the same time, "What's that in your hand? Is that what you, uhh, got him with?"
Ami looked over at her other hand and for the first time noticed that she had used a rather hefty pink dildo to clobber the shit out of her opponent.
"Well, I'll be." Minako let out a whistle. "That's where that ended up—I'm surprised we didn't find it this morning!"
Ami could feel her face turn bright red and hot. She flung the phallus away from her, so hard that it bounced off the nearest wall. She looked up at Mako and saw that the thunder senshi's face was an identical shade of scarlet. Ami couldn't believe that in the space of 24 hours, she had gone from performing a sex act on stage with that thing to beating a man unconscious with it.
"Umm, well, looks like that's another mystery solved." She muttered, then turned to address the rest of the scouts, still hanging onto Makoto. "We need to leave. The people working at the hotel will probably arrive any minute."
The rests of the scouts nodded and filed out of the hotel room, leaving behind them four unconscious cultists and a bright pink dildo.