Chapter nineteen- 'Fire in the Storm'
"Wind fire water air...wind fire water air..." A flame flickered in the dim lighted room. It crackled, suddenly gaining life of its own. Roaring, if deafened the chanting that echoed off the walls.
"Wind fire water air...mountain ice thunder earth..." The voice was light, and easily flittered through the air. The fire raged, the flames licking the ceiling, but didn't scar it.
A figure was kneeled before the fire, her eyes shut, as she chanted the right words. Dressed in a red and white silk kimino, her hair drawn up from her face. Her hands flew into motion, creating signatures for each signature words she hymned.
Suddenly her eyes snapped open, just as the fire reached a peak of power. "Show me the future..." The roar of the flames swallowed her voice, which was barely above a whisper.
She watched intently, as an image formed in the fire. She gasped, her dark violet eyes widening in shock.
The image was of a city destroyed, the building in rubble, life demolished by power. And standing in the middle of it all, was a girl. Not tall, but was slim, she stood strong, her fists clenched, her clothes tattered, and torn apart.
Her hair fell loosely around her, unable to stay in the hairstyle chosen. Her eyes black as night, looked dead, staring out at the ruins. Then slowly, her lips curved into a smirk, 'You're mine...mine.'
She fell back, landing on her butt, as the fires sparked, and licked the ceiling, scorching it now. She blinked in surprise, her mouth forming an oh of shock.
The words rang in her ears, casing her to shudder in fear. She heard the distant ringing of the phone, and forced herself to stand, and find it. she rushed out of the small white room, with wooden floors, and hurried to the kitchen.
The ringing stopped, and she slowly came to a stop, near the entrance. "Uh huh...I see. Rei! Phone."
She breathed in deeply, and walked into the room, "Hai grandpa." She took the phone from him, and it took all her will to stop shaking. "Moshi, moshi. Rei Hino speaking."
"Hello Miss Hino. This is Relena Peacecraft, I have a favor to ask of you."
Rei's eyes widened, as she stared at the floor in shock. Her fingers stopped twirling the phone cord between her two fingers, and her mouth went dry.
"Miss Hino...are you there? Miss Hino?" Rei blinked, and she inhaled sharply, swallowing the saliva collecting in her mouth. "H...hai...I'm here. Would...would you like to speak with my Grandfather...he...he does this..."
Rei froze at the sound of laughter on the other end of the line. Cautiously, she asked, "Miss Peacecraft?" She feared she had said something wrong, or upset the other young woman.
"Miss Hino, stop your blubbering."
Rei blinked, "My wha..."
Relena cut her off, "Please treat me as you would a regular customer, a benefactor. Your grandfather told me a while back of your abilities. He told me that you studies psychic analysis, and can read from the fire. Also you know of possessions, and witch craft. Am I right?"
Rei swallowed again, staring at the floor, "I know a little...um what does this have to do with you Miss Peacecraft?"
Laughter again, filling the air piece, slightly annoying her, but she fought down her anger. "My itoko is emotionally unstable. And I'll very worried for her sanity."
"What do you mean Miss Peacecraft?"
There was a long pause, creating fear in Rei, that she might have upset Relena with her outburst. But only a few seconds passed before the young woman on the other line replied, "She has trouble controlling her emotions. Mostly crying, she gets overwhelmed, and cant control her out breaks. She's been ill for most of her life, and her Otosan finally found the cure to her disease."
Rei nodded slowly, and replied, "All right..."
Relena cut her off abruptly, "Her Otosan, gave her knowledge, but forgot to give her the chance to experience emotions. I'm seriously worried about her..."
Harshly, Rei asked, cutting Relena off in mid sentence, "there's more isn't there?"
There was a sigh, and a long dead silence, that had Rei fearing the worst. "Hai. There have been a few episodes, where my itoko has showed signs of a multiple persona disorder. A couple of nights ago, an assassin broke into my room, and tried to kill her. He had mistaken my itoko as me. But in the end, he was killed. My itoko wouldn't even hurt a fly, if her life depended on it. She's like a five year old in a fifteen year olds' body."
Rei nodded, "I see." Her eyes fly wildly about the room, searching for something in particular.
Relena continued, "That's not all. There have been a few other episodes. Yesterday, she threw her hand into a display case at the old museum, in the city, and fainted. When she woke up, she had no memory of what happened, but when she was told, lost her control of her emotions."
Rei froze, her eyes seemingly staring straight through the wall. "I'll come. I'll leave as soon as I can, and will be there quickly. Is she staying at the Peacecraft academy?"
There was a pause, and then another voice speaking with Relena. "Iie. We're staying at the Winner mansion, on the outskirt of the Cinq Kingdom."
Rei nodded, "I know where that is." There was a pause, and Rei leaned against the wall behind her, and rested her head against it. "Miss Hino?"
"Hai?"
There was another pause, "When you come, don't tell her, why your there. I don't need her to worry, or get ill. I fear that she isn't quite cured yet." Rei replied, "Don't worry Miss Peacecraft. When I do come, I will not have any contact with her. I will watch and observe her behavior from afar."
Relena replied, "Alright, then I'll have a room ready for you, when you arrive."
Rei shook her head, "Iie. No, I wont be staying in the mansion. I'll either get a place nearby, or outside. I can't take the chance of him finding out."
Relena paused, before she asked carefully, "Him? Him who?" Rei replied, "if he sees me, he'll know why I am there, and who I am. I'll be there soon Miss Peacecraft."
"Alright. Ja ne Miss Hino."
"Ja ne."
Rei heard the click, and replaced the phone in its cradle. She crossed her arms over her chest, as a chill rose up her spine.
"What is wrong Rei?"
Rei looked down, to see her grandfather enter the room. "Nothing grandfather."
Instantly, the man frowned, and stared at her, his eyes hard, and stern. The old man, was dressed in a blue and white silk kimino. Balding gray hair, he was about half the height as Rei.
She sighed, "I have to leave, to see someone. A young girl has been possessed." The old man nodded slowly. Rei continued quickly, "she's strong, and fighting him, but she wont last much longer alone. I need to help her, and maybe, I can save her."
He nodded again, "good. You must hurry dear; time is not on our side in these ordeals. It is only a matter, or strength, and time, to determine the moment."
Rei nodded, but frowned, her eyes landing on a certain book on the small table in the dining room.
The old man asked attentively, "you saw a vision...what did you see?"
Rei looked at him, "the future. Maybe if I hurry, I can prevent it from happening." The old man curtly nodded his head, "go pack, and I'll call a cab for you. And hurry, I fear for this young woman's soul."
Rei nodded, and hurried off to her room to pack, as the old man picked up the phone, to call for a cab.
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She scrubbed her hands, washing off all the grim and dirt she had accumulated while working outside. Sighing, she shut the water off, and reached for a hand towel. She dried her hands, and set the towel back on its hook.
She ran her hands along her jeans, finishing off the drying cycle. She glanced out the window of her one room apartment, and saw the children play in the park. She wished she could go back to that time, when she was a little girl.
Shaking her head, she moved from the window, and walked to her purse and coat, which lay discarded on a coat hanger. She slipped the coat on, and zipped it shut. She swung her purse on her shoulder. She moved to her door, and checked her pockets, searching for something.
She paused, and frowned in thought, "What am I looking for?" She scowled, "Kami, I knew I was loosing it. Late nights, every night, twelve hours everyday, could get to someone."
She reached for the doorknob, and was distracted, when suddenly the phone rang.
Cursing, she rushed back into the kitchen, and lifted the phone to her ear, "Moshi, moshi." She tilted her head to the side, flipping her hair away from her neck.
"Makoto, its Motoki, I need you to come to work early. My oniisan is sick, and cant come in. Could you cover for her?"
She sighed, and ran her hand over her face, and let out the air she had been holding through her teeth. "Yea, sure, I had nothing else planned. I'll be there as soon as I can."
"Artigato Makoto, I owe you one."
Makoto listened to the dial tone for a few second, before she placed the phone back in the jack. She muttered, "Yea, and a few others."
She tossed her purse onto the small sofa, and walked to her room. She picked up the apron she had tossed aside earlier that morning.
She glanced at the clock, and read the red letters that mocked her, '12:14.' She gritted her teeth, she had five hours, before her shift began. Shaking her head, she headed to the door, and turned the knob. The phone rang again, as she stepped out of her apartment.
She shook her head, and slammed the door shut. She locked it, with the keys from her jacket pocket, and stared down the stairs. A little old lady next door, opened the door.
"Makoto, stop slamming things around. Don't you have respect for those around you? If I hear one more disturbance from your room, I swear I'll call the manager. And then you'll be out of here."
Makoto bowed her head, "Gomen Mrs. Pulaski." The older woman screeched, "I think its too late for apologies young lady. If you keep up this reckless behavior, I'll have you out of here, before tomorrow..."
Makoto clenched her fists, and tried to keep her anger in check.
"And stop bringing home those delinquencies out from the streets. You make enough noises as it is." She frowned, "that's upstairs Mrs. Pulaski. Yuki is the one that brings men to her apartment every night."
She reached the bottom of the stairs.
"Don't you talk back to me young lady! That's it; I'm calling the manager about your disobedience, and rudeness."
Makoto waved her hand in the air, and started down the road. She ignored the old woman's shouts, while on the inside she tried her damness to keep her anger locked up.
She turned the corner, and followed the street, that would take her straight to her job. She scowled, as she flipped her hair from her neck, why did everyone depend on her, or blame her? It was the same thing everyday, and she had yet to learn from her mistakes.
She gnawed on her bottom lip, as she neared the restaurant. She sighed, feeling sleepiness kicking in. She hadn't slept in two days, not after having nightmares like she did. They scared her by night, and haunted her by day.
She was almost to the building, when someone grabbed her shoulder, and jerked her back.
Alarmed, she grabbed the hand that held her, twisted it, and threw him over her shoulder. Her hands twitched, and her arms burned. She gasped for air, feeling breathless, and all the exhilaration leaving her to quickly.
She stared down at the young man lying on the floor, and flipped her head back, to get the ponytail off her shoulder.
She heard a noise behind her, and shifted, sliding out of the way, as a punch directed to the back of her neck, fly by her face.
She gritted her teeth, ducked, and threw an upper cut, to her attackers stomach. He hit the ground, before she stood up straight. The first man was on his feet, and picked up a trashcan. She turned, and hit the floor as he threw it at her.
She bent over backwards, her hair brushing the floor. The can skimmed over her face, and hit the ground behind her. She stood back up, but an unexpected punched to the gut, threw her back.
She hit the ground, and scrapped across the concrete. She cried out, when her head hit the trashcan, and bounced back, only to hit it again.
Stars flashed before her eyes, and a bright light blinded her. Darkness clawed at the corners of her vision, and threatened to envelop her.
She gasped, as an image of a young woman appeared. Her clothes tattered and torn, her skin burned, and scarred by the marks of war. Her hair had fallen loose, and her eyes were cold, and unforgiving. Around her, was darkness, like a giant cloud, closing in, and warned those who saw it, of a coming storm.
Her eyes widened in horror, as the cloud began to form into a shape, and laughter pierced her ears, and filled her head.
A voice so cold and distant, sounding so desperate. "I wont give up."
The image flashed, and the girl once standing, appeared on her hands and knees, her hair falling around her face. Tears of loss, and pain, fell from her eyes, falling to the ground like crystal drops, only to shatter into a million pieces.
"Everyone believed in me..."
A gasp, from a small voice, and then the same anguish voice whispered, "At the end of a battle, there is hope for the future."
The image flashed, and the woman's head lifted, her dark eyes pleading, her lips forming words. Her hands fisted on the ground, "I will make a future...for my friends."
Then the image vanished only to be replaced by others. The images flew past her eyes, much like a movie being shown.
"So, don't you ever give up either."
"Trust me."
She wanted to scream in frustration, wanting to grasp the images, before they disappeared in her mind, but she couldn't.
The voice, was so calm, and distant, still echoed through her head, filling her ears, and blocking everything out. "Our hope and future will disappear... but as long as stars shine...we are okay."
"We wont loose."
A little girl appeared. Unlike the woman, she was unharmed, and looked like she was full of innocence, her eye wide in awe, a small fist clutched to her heart. She was staring at the woman kneeling before her, begging her to believe in her, to trust her.
"Okay..."
The image flashed, and two women stood before one another, their hands locked together, as they stared each other down.
"...Chibi Chibi?"
A soft voice, full of sadness, and heartache whispered, "We wont loose. We are the sailor senshi."
Then the image was gone, leaving only the storm behind. Fear gripped her heart, as she stared at the on coming cloud. 'She needs you.'
Strength seemed to float inside her, and power flooded her veins. She blinked, and she stared at the men hovering over her.
The first man, pulled back his arm, and threw it forward, aiming for her face. Her hand flew up, and caught his punch in an iron grip.
He cried out in alarm, as she blinked again, and looked up at him. Her eyes full of rage, she put force into her arms, and pushed him back from her.
Jumping to her feet, she did an uppercut to the second man's chest, knocking the wind out of him. Grunting, he hit the ground.
She slid into a fighting stance, and glanced from one man to the next. Seeing that they both refused to get up, she relaxed. She fixed her coat, and glanced around herself. 'Usagi needs you.'
Nodding to herself, she started down the road, heading back home. She needed to pack, before she could go find Usagi.
"Wind fire water air...wind fire water air..." A flame flickered in the dim lighted room. It crackled, suddenly gaining life of its own. Roaring, if deafened the chanting that echoed off the walls.
"Wind fire water air...mountain ice thunder earth..." The voice was light, and easily flittered through the air. The fire raged, the flames licking the ceiling, but didn't scar it.
A figure was kneeled before the fire, her eyes shut, as she chanted the right words. Dressed in a red and white silk kimino, her hair drawn up from her face. Her hands flew into motion, creating signatures for each signature words she hymned.
Suddenly her eyes snapped open, just as the fire reached a peak of power. "Show me the future..." The roar of the flames swallowed her voice, which was barely above a whisper.
She watched intently, as an image formed in the fire. She gasped, her dark violet eyes widening in shock.
The image was of a city destroyed, the building in rubble, life demolished by power. And standing in the middle of it all, was a girl. Not tall, but was slim, she stood strong, her fists clenched, her clothes tattered, and torn apart.
Her hair fell loosely around her, unable to stay in the hairstyle chosen. Her eyes black as night, looked dead, staring out at the ruins. Then slowly, her lips curved into a smirk, 'You're mine...mine.'
She fell back, landing on her butt, as the fires sparked, and licked the ceiling, scorching it now. She blinked in surprise, her mouth forming an oh of shock.
The words rang in her ears, casing her to shudder in fear. She heard the distant ringing of the phone, and forced herself to stand, and find it. she rushed out of the small white room, with wooden floors, and hurried to the kitchen.
The ringing stopped, and she slowly came to a stop, near the entrance. "Uh huh...I see. Rei! Phone."
She breathed in deeply, and walked into the room, "Hai grandpa." She took the phone from him, and it took all her will to stop shaking. "Moshi, moshi. Rei Hino speaking."
"Hello Miss Hino. This is Relena Peacecraft, I have a favor to ask of you."
Rei's eyes widened, as she stared at the floor in shock. Her fingers stopped twirling the phone cord between her two fingers, and her mouth went dry.
"Miss Hino...are you there? Miss Hino?" Rei blinked, and she inhaled sharply, swallowing the saliva collecting in her mouth. "H...hai...I'm here. Would...would you like to speak with my Grandfather...he...he does this..."
Rei froze at the sound of laughter on the other end of the line. Cautiously, she asked, "Miss Peacecraft?" She feared she had said something wrong, or upset the other young woman.
"Miss Hino, stop your blubbering."
Rei blinked, "My wha..."
Relena cut her off, "Please treat me as you would a regular customer, a benefactor. Your grandfather told me a while back of your abilities. He told me that you studies psychic analysis, and can read from the fire. Also you know of possessions, and witch craft. Am I right?"
Rei swallowed again, staring at the floor, "I know a little...um what does this have to do with you Miss Peacecraft?"
Laughter again, filling the air piece, slightly annoying her, but she fought down her anger. "My itoko is emotionally unstable. And I'll very worried for her sanity."
"What do you mean Miss Peacecraft?"
There was a long pause, creating fear in Rei, that she might have upset Relena with her outburst. But only a few seconds passed before the young woman on the other line replied, "She has trouble controlling her emotions. Mostly crying, she gets overwhelmed, and cant control her out breaks. She's been ill for most of her life, and her Otosan finally found the cure to her disease."
Rei nodded slowly, and replied, "All right..."
Relena cut her off abruptly, "Her Otosan, gave her knowledge, but forgot to give her the chance to experience emotions. I'm seriously worried about her..."
Harshly, Rei asked, cutting Relena off in mid sentence, "there's more isn't there?"
There was a sigh, and a long dead silence, that had Rei fearing the worst. "Hai. There have been a few episodes, where my itoko has showed signs of a multiple persona disorder. A couple of nights ago, an assassin broke into my room, and tried to kill her. He had mistaken my itoko as me. But in the end, he was killed. My itoko wouldn't even hurt a fly, if her life depended on it. She's like a five year old in a fifteen year olds' body."
Rei nodded, "I see." Her eyes fly wildly about the room, searching for something in particular.
Relena continued, "That's not all. There have been a few other episodes. Yesterday, she threw her hand into a display case at the old museum, in the city, and fainted. When she woke up, she had no memory of what happened, but when she was told, lost her control of her emotions."
Rei froze, her eyes seemingly staring straight through the wall. "I'll come. I'll leave as soon as I can, and will be there quickly. Is she staying at the Peacecraft academy?"
There was a pause, and then another voice speaking with Relena. "Iie. We're staying at the Winner mansion, on the outskirt of the Cinq Kingdom."
Rei nodded, "I know where that is." There was a pause, and Rei leaned against the wall behind her, and rested her head against it. "Miss Hino?"
"Hai?"
There was another pause, "When you come, don't tell her, why your there. I don't need her to worry, or get ill. I fear that she isn't quite cured yet." Rei replied, "Don't worry Miss Peacecraft. When I do come, I will not have any contact with her. I will watch and observe her behavior from afar."
Relena replied, "Alright, then I'll have a room ready for you, when you arrive."
Rei shook her head, "Iie. No, I wont be staying in the mansion. I'll either get a place nearby, or outside. I can't take the chance of him finding out."
Relena paused, before she asked carefully, "Him? Him who?" Rei replied, "if he sees me, he'll know why I am there, and who I am. I'll be there soon Miss Peacecraft."
"Alright. Ja ne Miss Hino."
"Ja ne."
Rei heard the click, and replaced the phone in its cradle. She crossed her arms over her chest, as a chill rose up her spine.
"What is wrong Rei?"
Rei looked down, to see her grandfather enter the room. "Nothing grandfather."
Instantly, the man frowned, and stared at her, his eyes hard, and stern. The old man, was dressed in a blue and white silk kimino. Balding gray hair, he was about half the height as Rei.
She sighed, "I have to leave, to see someone. A young girl has been possessed." The old man nodded slowly. Rei continued quickly, "she's strong, and fighting him, but she wont last much longer alone. I need to help her, and maybe, I can save her."
He nodded again, "good. You must hurry dear; time is not on our side in these ordeals. It is only a matter, or strength, and time, to determine the moment."
Rei nodded, but frowned, her eyes landing on a certain book on the small table in the dining room.
The old man asked attentively, "you saw a vision...what did you see?"
Rei looked at him, "the future. Maybe if I hurry, I can prevent it from happening." The old man curtly nodded his head, "go pack, and I'll call a cab for you. And hurry, I fear for this young woman's soul."
Rei nodded, and hurried off to her room to pack, as the old man picked up the phone, to call for a cab.
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She scrubbed her hands, washing off all the grim and dirt she had accumulated while working outside. Sighing, she shut the water off, and reached for a hand towel. She dried her hands, and set the towel back on its hook.
She ran her hands along her jeans, finishing off the drying cycle. She glanced out the window of her one room apartment, and saw the children play in the park. She wished she could go back to that time, when she was a little girl.
Shaking her head, she moved from the window, and walked to her purse and coat, which lay discarded on a coat hanger. She slipped the coat on, and zipped it shut. She swung her purse on her shoulder. She moved to her door, and checked her pockets, searching for something.
She paused, and frowned in thought, "What am I looking for?" She scowled, "Kami, I knew I was loosing it. Late nights, every night, twelve hours everyday, could get to someone."
She reached for the doorknob, and was distracted, when suddenly the phone rang.
Cursing, she rushed back into the kitchen, and lifted the phone to her ear, "Moshi, moshi." She tilted her head to the side, flipping her hair away from her neck.
"Makoto, its Motoki, I need you to come to work early. My oniisan is sick, and cant come in. Could you cover for her?"
She sighed, and ran her hand over her face, and let out the air she had been holding through her teeth. "Yea, sure, I had nothing else planned. I'll be there as soon as I can."
"Artigato Makoto, I owe you one."
Makoto listened to the dial tone for a few second, before she placed the phone back in the jack. She muttered, "Yea, and a few others."
She tossed her purse onto the small sofa, and walked to her room. She picked up the apron she had tossed aside earlier that morning.
She glanced at the clock, and read the red letters that mocked her, '12:14.' She gritted her teeth, she had five hours, before her shift began. Shaking her head, she headed to the door, and turned the knob. The phone rang again, as she stepped out of her apartment.
She shook her head, and slammed the door shut. She locked it, with the keys from her jacket pocket, and stared down the stairs. A little old lady next door, opened the door.
"Makoto, stop slamming things around. Don't you have respect for those around you? If I hear one more disturbance from your room, I swear I'll call the manager. And then you'll be out of here."
Makoto bowed her head, "Gomen Mrs. Pulaski." The older woman screeched, "I think its too late for apologies young lady. If you keep up this reckless behavior, I'll have you out of here, before tomorrow..."
Makoto clenched her fists, and tried to keep her anger in check.
"And stop bringing home those delinquencies out from the streets. You make enough noises as it is." She frowned, "that's upstairs Mrs. Pulaski. Yuki is the one that brings men to her apartment every night."
She reached the bottom of the stairs.
"Don't you talk back to me young lady! That's it; I'm calling the manager about your disobedience, and rudeness."
Makoto waved her hand in the air, and started down the road. She ignored the old woman's shouts, while on the inside she tried her damness to keep her anger locked up.
She turned the corner, and followed the street, that would take her straight to her job. She scowled, as she flipped her hair from her neck, why did everyone depend on her, or blame her? It was the same thing everyday, and she had yet to learn from her mistakes.
She gnawed on her bottom lip, as she neared the restaurant. She sighed, feeling sleepiness kicking in. She hadn't slept in two days, not after having nightmares like she did. They scared her by night, and haunted her by day.
She was almost to the building, when someone grabbed her shoulder, and jerked her back.
Alarmed, she grabbed the hand that held her, twisted it, and threw him over her shoulder. Her hands twitched, and her arms burned. She gasped for air, feeling breathless, and all the exhilaration leaving her to quickly.
She stared down at the young man lying on the floor, and flipped her head back, to get the ponytail off her shoulder.
She heard a noise behind her, and shifted, sliding out of the way, as a punch directed to the back of her neck, fly by her face.
She gritted her teeth, ducked, and threw an upper cut, to her attackers stomach. He hit the ground, before she stood up straight. The first man was on his feet, and picked up a trashcan. She turned, and hit the floor as he threw it at her.
She bent over backwards, her hair brushing the floor. The can skimmed over her face, and hit the ground behind her. She stood back up, but an unexpected punched to the gut, threw her back.
She hit the ground, and scrapped across the concrete. She cried out, when her head hit the trashcan, and bounced back, only to hit it again.
Stars flashed before her eyes, and a bright light blinded her. Darkness clawed at the corners of her vision, and threatened to envelop her.
She gasped, as an image of a young woman appeared. Her clothes tattered and torn, her skin burned, and scarred by the marks of war. Her hair had fallen loose, and her eyes were cold, and unforgiving. Around her, was darkness, like a giant cloud, closing in, and warned those who saw it, of a coming storm.
Her eyes widened in horror, as the cloud began to form into a shape, and laughter pierced her ears, and filled her head.
A voice so cold and distant, sounding so desperate. "I wont give up."
The image flashed, and the girl once standing, appeared on her hands and knees, her hair falling around her face. Tears of loss, and pain, fell from her eyes, falling to the ground like crystal drops, only to shatter into a million pieces.
"Everyone believed in me..."
A gasp, from a small voice, and then the same anguish voice whispered, "At the end of a battle, there is hope for the future."
The image flashed, and the woman's head lifted, her dark eyes pleading, her lips forming words. Her hands fisted on the ground, "I will make a future...for my friends."
Then the image vanished only to be replaced by others. The images flew past her eyes, much like a movie being shown.
"So, don't you ever give up either."
"Trust me."
She wanted to scream in frustration, wanting to grasp the images, before they disappeared in her mind, but she couldn't.
The voice, was so calm, and distant, still echoed through her head, filling her ears, and blocking everything out. "Our hope and future will disappear... but as long as stars shine...we are okay."
"We wont loose."
A little girl appeared. Unlike the woman, she was unharmed, and looked like she was full of innocence, her eye wide in awe, a small fist clutched to her heart. She was staring at the woman kneeling before her, begging her to believe in her, to trust her.
"Okay..."
The image flashed, and two women stood before one another, their hands locked together, as they stared each other down.
"...Chibi Chibi?"
A soft voice, full of sadness, and heartache whispered, "We wont loose. We are the sailor senshi."
Then the image was gone, leaving only the storm behind. Fear gripped her heart, as she stared at the on coming cloud. 'She needs you.'
Strength seemed to float inside her, and power flooded her veins. She blinked, and she stared at the men hovering over her.
The first man, pulled back his arm, and threw it forward, aiming for her face. Her hand flew up, and caught his punch in an iron grip.
He cried out in alarm, as she blinked again, and looked up at him. Her eyes full of rage, she put force into her arms, and pushed him back from her.
Jumping to her feet, she did an uppercut to the second man's chest, knocking the wind out of him. Grunting, he hit the ground.
She slid into a fighting stance, and glanced from one man to the next. Seeing that they both refused to get up, she relaxed. She fixed her coat, and glanced around herself. 'Usagi needs you.'
Nodding to herself, she started down the road, heading back home. She needed to pack, before she could go find Usagi.