By Yohann DeSabrais
a.k.a. Technuma Saturn
Prologue...
I am become Gallagher.
You may think me strange
Or believe me insane,
All at once I am both and neither
For I am become Gallagher.
Ever forward I go
Towards the horizon
Where the earth touches heaven
For I am become Gallagher.
Power flows in my body,
Beats in my heart, pounds my brain
And surges through my veins
For I am become Gallagher.
Magic, science and faith,
All in one, one in all.
A single source of the eternal now mine,
For I am become Gallagher.
Wherever lightning strikes
And volcanoes violently erupts,
You shall find ny essence
For I am become Gallagher.
Real, unreal and surreal,
Nothing is impossible anymore
For one who found true power
For I am become Gallagher.
The universe now seems smaller
And everything is clearer.
Nothing will ever be the same
For reality has become mine to shape.
I am become Gallagher.
- "Becoming Gallagher ", author unknown. For now.
* * *
CYCLES OF LIFE: EPISODE 17
LOOMING SHADOWS
The wind blew a flurry of deep orange leaves over the asphalt street
of a sleeping district of Tokyo. Under a waning moon surrounded by
thousands of flickering stars, a lone man walked, his destination
unclear to any who might have crossed his path.
His worn down hard leather boots crackled with each step he took,
this dry sound being strangely appropriate in fitting with the
clinking metal noise from the empty sword sheath hanging from his
belt hitting over and over his floating black cape. His basic black
clothes and hood look made him somewhat of an oddity in this
relatively ordinary city, although most citizens where much too
wrapped up in their dreary lives to even notice anymore.
That's how the Rosecross ritual he'd cast upon himself worked;
anybody not looking specifically for him would just ignore him, as
if he were invisible. Such an effect was quite effective for his
needs and much easier to generate than actual invisibility.
As he walked down the desert street, he took a moment to stop at
the front gate of a Shinto temple.
* * *
"Thanks for being there for me, Makoto." said Rei to her friend.
"Hey, You know I`d do anything for you, even if it's only stand by
your side." replied Makoto. "So, what were your first clues?"
"Textbook case, really." said Rei. "Hunger, weird cravings,
nauseous in the morning... plus I haven't had my period in over
two months."
"Yikes! All you need from this is a confirmation, then..." said
Makoto, looking at the small pregnancy test as it started changing
color.
Rei picked up the stick. It was rapidly turning dark blue.
"Oh my god..." Rei whispered. She began sobbing silently. "What am I
going to do now? I'm not ready for this!"
Makoto held her in her arms, saying nothing. For all her good
intentions, there was simply nothing to say that could help her.
They remained silent like this for long hours, Makoto bringing
support to her crying friend.
* * *
Making his way through the sleeping city, the cloaked man passed by
a huge hospital where all but a few rooms were dark. The night shift
was setting itself into place for another hard night's work while
the patients rested more or less comfortably depending on their
respective health condition. Being closely acquainted with medicine,
the stranger had a warm thought for the patients and the doctors
who dedicated their lives to helping them.
* * *
Taking her time to make sure her patient was well prepared for the
night, nurse Rumiko carefully tucked the bedsheets for the young man
who suffered a terrible car accident the month before.
"Everyone hopes you will wake up soon, Nathan. Your family misses
you." she said. She then turned off the light and left the room.
As she moved down the corridor, she heard someone enter the comatose
patient's room. She couldn't see through the darkness of the unlit
corridor, but she clearly saw a large form moving in the room.
Running right back to expel this sneaky intruder, she heard him
whispering something about "this one still having a soul". When she
turned on the light in the room, the bulky dark humanoid shape was
gone. Nothing.
She just couldn't understand.
While the nurse was standing dazed and confused next to the comatose
young man, the dark shape moved down the dark corridors, unseen and
unheard.
"I will soon walk again, it is as certain as all life must die." it
mumbled.
* * *
Sliding his fingers along the empty sword sheath he carried, the
black clothed man made his way to a more lively part of town, full
of pachinko parlors, night clubs and karaoke halls. The people
coming and going utterly failed to notice him, just as he liked it.
Though he did not care for the games, he did stop at the front door
of a glittering video arcade, filled with the lights and sounds of
a hundred video games blaring out the screams from alien invaders,
race cars and street fighters. No, the games did not interest him
in the least. His attention was focused on the girl who was pouring
all of her concentration on a jet fighter simulator.
* * *
"Yeah, next level!!!" screamed Robin as she shot down the master
plane she'd been chasing for over five minutes. The pixel-generated
bomber exploded under her sidewinder and machine gun barrage,
sending it crashing down into the virtual ground.
A small crowd gathered around her, amazed that she didn't know how
to play half an hour before.
"You've done this before today!" said a thirteen years old kid who
thought she was trying to make them look bad.
"No, I swear, I'm just a quick learner... just like my father!" she
replied without taking her eyes off the screen.
When the virtual bomber plane crashed into the ground, it detonated
with a loud deafening noise and a huge blast of flashing light. The
whole crowd cheered, except for Robin. She got scared as she felt
her hands starting to shake uncontrollably.
"Oh no, not again... NOT AGAIN!!!" she whispered to herself, hoping
vainly that the shaking would go away. Unfortunately, that wouldn't
be the case. The shaking quickly spread to her arms and legs, then
to her whole body. The world blacked out around her and she fell down
in convulsions; with each passing week, her seizures were increasing
in occurrences, duration and raw power.
"Somebody get a doctor!" yelled one of the other players, trying to
hold her down.
* * *
The hooded man looked on the panicked scene with what might appear
as indifference to a casual observer. To those who might know him
-and these people were few now- a torrent of rage was flowing
through his heart.
"Damn you, Technuma, how could you do this to her? How could let
HIM make this happen?" he mumbled. "I`ll find you... you'll see
things MY way."
He went on his way, taking no heed to the ambulance sirens blaring
out into the night. Strolling through this active part of the Tokyo
nightlife, he soon entered into a more quiet part of town, one where
many of the secret heroes of humanity resided.
He walked right in front of one of these young fighter's home.
* * *
"Minako... are you awake?" softly whispered Artemis, peering his
head into the bedroom of his old friend. Staring into the darkness,
he didn't get any answer. Good, she was sleeping already.
He entered with all the stealth and silence a nimble cat was capable
of, not making the slightest noise. He silently hopped on her desk
and took a look towards the bed; Minako was sound asleep, tenderly
embracing her lover Ami who was dreaming with a sweet smile on her
face.
"They're such a nice couple." thought the cat. "I wonder why they
never got together back on the moon kingdom? I'm sure they felt
love for each other back then..."
Turning his attention away from the sleeping couple, Artemis
located what he's come for: Ami`s blue laptop computer who was
resting right next to a pile of algebra books. The white cat went
straight for the computer and turned it on.
"ENTER PASSWORD" asked the computer. The cat had no idea what the
password might be, but that didn't matter either way.
"Access secondary entry and bypass security protocol alpha through
kappa. Download and initiate program ARTEMIS ONE and resume
information search."
"WOULD YOU LIKE TO ADD NEW SEARCH KEYWORDS?" asked the computer.
"Yes. Add words: Prism, celestial, Egypt, transmorphosis. Begin
search."
The laptop logged on the internet and started its data search. Ami
mumbled in her sleep and moved around a bit; seeing this, Artemis
froze in fear. Not for long, however, when Minako moved as well,
moving her body closer to Ami`s and hugging her warmly through her
half-sleep haze. Both girls immediately returned to the dreamlands.
"Whoa, that was close." thought Artemis, letting go a silent sigh of
relief. "I must find it by myself; neither the girls or Luna can
know of this."
* * *
Stopping along his unfathomable itinerary, the cloaked stranger
looked into the starry sky which was beginning to cloud over at an
amazing speed. Within seconds, the silver moon glow was shut out
and hard rain poured down. What few people was outside at the moment
were drenched in seconds. Only the cloaked man did not run for cover
inside one of the late night restaurants, but then again his clothes
simply didn't get wet at all. He just stood there, waiting for
something to happen.
More accurately, he was waiting for something NOT to happen.
* * *
"Shingo..." said Laurella, breaking the silence she was sharing
with her boyfriend.
"Yeah?" he replied, gazing into her hazel eyes.
"Something's amiss... I can't put my finger on it." she said.
"Don't tell me there's another demon invasion on its way?"
"No, something bigger. Like a nightmare you can't remember, but you
can tell just how terrible it was." she explained.
"If anyone knows how that feels, it's you." said Shingo.
"Yes, I consider myself an expert in the field of nightmares. A
lifetime worth of experience will do that for you."
"Is there anything we can do about this?" wondered the young man.
"Just hug me." she told him.
Moving from his chair through the hordes of stuffed toys that
constituted the ecosystem of Laurella's room, Shingo sat on her bed
and gently put his arms around her waist, holding her close. She felt
comfortable in his arms, just like in her previous life on the moon
kingdom. Shingo was no quite as tall and strong as Kitechnum, his
previous incarnation, although his growth spurt had been fueled
considerably by his Technum powers over the course of the past six
months. He was now slightly taller than all the scouts except Makoto,
which he'd catch up with within a year at most. He was also beginning
to build a rather attractive and muscular body.
"Everything is as it should now." she said, leaning her head on his
shoulder. "Everything."
* * *
The sudden shower stopped as suddenly as it started, signaling the
walking shadow to resume his course. His hard leather boots resounded
sharply into the silent night. Passing right next to a tall apartment
building, he went by unnoticed by the handsome young man and his
gorgeous girlfriend who were looking down from one of the balconies.
* * *
"It's good to be back to earth." said Usagi, looking at the clearing
sky to the full moon. "I missed the beauty of this world."
Mamoru looked at the young girl with concern. He knew her well, and
could tell she was holding back something that bothered her.
"Usagi, my bunny..." he whispered. "I can see you're feeling blue.
It's in your eyes."
Usagi avoided his stare and went back into her boyfriend's apartment,
her chilled skin covered with a thousand tiny goosebumps.
"I don't know what you're talking about." she coldly replied.
"I've known you for a millenium, our souls have touched. I can tell
these things."
Usagi sat on the living room couch, staring down to the floor to
avoid Mamoru`s eyes.
"While I was back there... in that outer realm... I lost hope of ever
seeing you again." she said, a single tear rolling down her cheek.
"I can understand that, darling, you were locked away in a hellhole
for weeks, anyone else would have cracked a long time before you."
replied Mamoru with compassion.
"There's... more... to my story... something I didn't tell anyone."
she continued. More tears followed the first one as she sobbed
silently. "Even after Akuma pulled me out of that cell when
Ithzhanh took control of Changraloor... even after Makoto told me
of this portal to go back home... I didn't even think of you... of
us... until I saw you on the other side of the gate."
Mamoru remained quiet, taking her hand in his. Words could never
express what he felt for her in the way this gesture could.
"I kissed him, Mamoru, I kissed that demon and betrayed our love!
I don't deserve you!" Usagi said, crying her heart out. She pulled
her hand away in shame.
"Don't say these things, my bunny." said Mamoru, his heart hurting
from seeing his sweetheart cry. "Our lives are unlike any other on
this planet, yours especially. You've been chosen to become queen
of the ultimate human utopia, the champion of love and justice! You
are everything I could ever desire in a woman and so much more... I
don't care what you did over there, I know that your heart is true.
I trust you, Usagi." he said with passion.
Usagi stopped crying and looked in his eyes.
"I love you, Usagi, and not even death could separate me from being
close to your heart." he added.
Without a word, she embraced her prince and kissed him with all the
power of the flame that had been growing during her many months of
separation.
As they kissed with passion, Usagi did not allow her inhibition to
hold her back as they always did; she let her emotions run free,
caressing her boyfriend's body with the intense fire that burned
inside her. Her kisses were hotter than molten lava.
Interrupting for just a moment, Usagi looked at Mamoru`s eyes deep
into his soul; she had never felt this close to him in this life or
the previous, and did not want the moment to stop.
Mamoru saw a bright spark in her eyes he didn't know she was
capable of.
"Mamoru, my love, my prince..." she said.
"Yes?" he asked softly, ready to do whatever she could ask, no matter
how improbable or impossible the request.
"Please let me spend this night with you, let me become one with
you." she whispered in his ear.
"Are you sure this is what you want?" he asked her.
Usagi nodded her head to give her consent.
Mamoru smiled and kissed her tenderly before picking her up
delicately in his arms to take her to the bedroom.
"I love you." said Usagi.
"I love you even more." replied Mamoru.
They did not speak another word for the rest of the night.
* * *
After many hours of tireless walking, the cloaked man finally
reached his destination: a secret and small high tech lab where a
strange experiment was taking place. Or rather, was drawing to a
close.
Powerful energy generators were drowning the hilt of a shattered jet
black sword with controlled beams of a frequency many scientists
theorized was associated with time distortions. The results were
less than conclusive.
"Let's stop this right now." said the head researcher. "This thing
obviously doesn't have what we're looking for."
"But it was showing every sign of time transposition just
yesterday!!!" argued his assistant.
"And today it doesn't. Time is a tricky concept, you know. Come on,
let's go get something to eat." replied the head scientist.
They left. Seconds later, the cloaked man appeared into the deserted
lab.
He held his hand out and the fractured sword hilt flew in his grasp.
Gallagher smiled.
"The Sword That Was Not Forged... That Which Shouldn't Be... the
paradox to end all aberrations... so many names to call that which
has been totally forgotten. This instrument of paradox shall help me
achieve my sacred goal... I shall reforge you, glorious HERESY!!!"
screamed Gallagher, vanishing from the lab.
* * *
The sun rose over Tokyo yet again, only to set again at the end of
the day. Very soon, none of the scouts would care if it continued on
this predictable cycle.
The End.
a.k.a. Technuma Saturn
Prologue...
I am become Gallagher.
You may think me strange
Or believe me insane,
All at once I am both and neither
For I am become Gallagher.
Ever forward I go
Towards the horizon
Where the earth touches heaven
For I am become Gallagher.
Power flows in my body,
Beats in my heart, pounds my brain
And surges through my veins
For I am become Gallagher.
Magic, science and faith,
All in one, one in all.
A single source of the eternal now mine,
For I am become Gallagher.
Wherever lightning strikes
And volcanoes violently erupts,
You shall find ny essence
For I am become Gallagher.
Real, unreal and surreal,
Nothing is impossible anymore
For one who found true power
For I am become Gallagher.
The universe now seems smaller
And everything is clearer.
Nothing will ever be the same
For reality has become mine to shape.
I am become Gallagher.
- "Becoming Gallagher ", author unknown. For now.
* * *
CYCLES OF LIFE: EPISODE 17
LOOMING SHADOWS
The wind blew a flurry of deep orange leaves over the asphalt street
of a sleeping district of Tokyo. Under a waning moon surrounded by
thousands of flickering stars, a lone man walked, his destination
unclear to any who might have crossed his path.
His worn down hard leather boots crackled with each step he took,
this dry sound being strangely appropriate in fitting with the
clinking metal noise from the empty sword sheath hanging from his
belt hitting over and over his floating black cape. His basic black
clothes and hood look made him somewhat of an oddity in this
relatively ordinary city, although most citizens where much too
wrapped up in their dreary lives to even notice anymore.
That's how the Rosecross ritual he'd cast upon himself worked;
anybody not looking specifically for him would just ignore him, as
if he were invisible. Such an effect was quite effective for his
needs and much easier to generate than actual invisibility.
As he walked down the desert street, he took a moment to stop at
the front gate of a Shinto temple.
* * *
"Thanks for being there for me, Makoto." said Rei to her friend.
"Hey, You know I`d do anything for you, even if it's only stand by
your side." replied Makoto. "So, what were your first clues?"
"Textbook case, really." said Rei. "Hunger, weird cravings,
nauseous in the morning... plus I haven't had my period in over
two months."
"Yikes! All you need from this is a confirmation, then..." said
Makoto, looking at the small pregnancy test as it started changing
color.
Rei picked up the stick. It was rapidly turning dark blue.
"Oh my god..." Rei whispered. She began sobbing silently. "What am I
going to do now? I'm not ready for this!"
Makoto held her in her arms, saying nothing. For all her good
intentions, there was simply nothing to say that could help her.
They remained silent like this for long hours, Makoto bringing
support to her crying friend.
* * *
Making his way through the sleeping city, the cloaked man passed by
a huge hospital where all but a few rooms were dark. The night shift
was setting itself into place for another hard night's work while
the patients rested more or less comfortably depending on their
respective health condition. Being closely acquainted with medicine,
the stranger had a warm thought for the patients and the doctors
who dedicated their lives to helping them.
* * *
Taking her time to make sure her patient was well prepared for the
night, nurse Rumiko carefully tucked the bedsheets for the young man
who suffered a terrible car accident the month before.
"Everyone hopes you will wake up soon, Nathan. Your family misses
you." she said. She then turned off the light and left the room.
As she moved down the corridor, she heard someone enter the comatose
patient's room. She couldn't see through the darkness of the unlit
corridor, but she clearly saw a large form moving in the room.
Running right back to expel this sneaky intruder, she heard him
whispering something about "this one still having a soul". When she
turned on the light in the room, the bulky dark humanoid shape was
gone. Nothing.
She just couldn't understand.
While the nurse was standing dazed and confused next to the comatose
young man, the dark shape moved down the dark corridors, unseen and
unheard.
"I will soon walk again, it is as certain as all life must die." it
mumbled.
* * *
Sliding his fingers along the empty sword sheath he carried, the
black clothed man made his way to a more lively part of town, full
of pachinko parlors, night clubs and karaoke halls. The people
coming and going utterly failed to notice him, just as he liked it.
Though he did not care for the games, he did stop at the front door
of a glittering video arcade, filled with the lights and sounds of
a hundred video games blaring out the screams from alien invaders,
race cars and street fighters. No, the games did not interest him
in the least. His attention was focused on the girl who was pouring
all of her concentration on a jet fighter simulator.
* * *
"Yeah, next level!!!" screamed Robin as she shot down the master
plane she'd been chasing for over five minutes. The pixel-generated
bomber exploded under her sidewinder and machine gun barrage,
sending it crashing down into the virtual ground.
A small crowd gathered around her, amazed that she didn't know how
to play half an hour before.
"You've done this before today!" said a thirteen years old kid who
thought she was trying to make them look bad.
"No, I swear, I'm just a quick learner... just like my father!" she
replied without taking her eyes off the screen.
When the virtual bomber plane crashed into the ground, it detonated
with a loud deafening noise and a huge blast of flashing light. The
whole crowd cheered, except for Robin. She got scared as she felt
her hands starting to shake uncontrollably.
"Oh no, not again... NOT AGAIN!!!" she whispered to herself, hoping
vainly that the shaking would go away. Unfortunately, that wouldn't
be the case. The shaking quickly spread to her arms and legs, then
to her whole body. The world blacked out around her and she fell down
in convulsions; with each passing week, her seizures were increasing
in occurrences, duration and raw power.
"Somebody get a doctor!" yelled one of the other players, trying to
hold her down.
* * *
The hooded man looked on the panicked scene with what might appear
as indifference to a casual observer. To those who might know him
-and these people were few now- a torrent of rage was flowing
through his heart.
"Damn you, Technuma, how could you do this to her? How could let
HIM make this happen?" he mumbled. "I`ll find you... you'll see
things MY way."
He went on his way, taking no heed to the ambulance sirens blaring
out into the night. Strolling through this active part of the Tokyo
nightlife, he soon entered into a more quiet part of town, one where
many of the secret heroes of humanity resided.
He walked right in front of one of these young fighter's home.
* * *
"Minako... are you awake?" softly whispered Artemis, peering his
head into the bedroom of his old friend. Staring into the darkness,
he didn't get any answer. Good, she was sleeping already.
He entered with all the stealth and silence a nimble cat was capable
of, not making the slightest noise. He silently hopped on her desk
and took a look towards the bed; Minako was sound asleep, tenderly
embracing her lover Ami who was dreaming with a sweet smile on her
face.
"They're such a nice couple." thought the cat. "I wonder why they
never got together back on the moon kingdom? I'm sure they felt
love for each other back then..."
Turning his attention away from the sleeping couple, Artemis
located what he's come for: Ami`s blue laptop computer who was
resting right next to a pile of algebra books. The white cat went
straight for the computer and turned it on.
"ENTER PASSWORD" asked the computer. The cat had no idea what the
password might be, but that didn't matter either way.
"Access secondary entry and bypass security protocol alpha through
kappa. Download and initiate program ARTEMIS ONE and resume
information search."
"WOULD YOU LIKE TO ADD NEW SEARCH KEYWORDS?" asked the computer.
"Yes. Add words: Prism, celestial, Egypt, transmorphosis. Begin
search."
The laptop logged on the internet and started its data search. Ami
mumbled in her sleep and moved around a bit; seeing this, Artemis
froze in fear. Not for long, however, when Minako moved as well,
moving her body closer to Ami`s and hugging her warmly through her
half-sleep haze. Both girls immediately returned to the dreamlands.
"Whoa, that was close." thought Artemis, letting go a silent sigh of
relief. "I must find it by myself; neither the girls or Luna can
know of this."
* * *
Stopping along his unfathomable itinerary, the cloaked stranger
looked into the starry sky which was beginning to cloud over at an
amazing speed. Within seconds, the silver moon glow was shut out
and hard rain poured down. What few people was outside at the moment
were drenched in seconds. Only the cloaked man did not run for cover
inside one of the late night restaurants, but then again his clothes
simply didn't get wet at all. He just stood there, waiting for
something to happen.
More accurately, he was waiting for something NOT to happen.
* * *
"Shingo..." said Laurella, breaking the silence she was sharing
with her boyfriend.
"Yeah?" he replied, gazing into her hazel eyes.
"Something's amiss... I can't put my finger on it." she said.
"Don't tell me there's another demon invasion on its way?"
"No, something bigger. Like a nightmare you can't remember, but you
can tell just how terrible it was." she explained.
"If anyone knows how that feels, it's you." said Shingo.
"Yes, I consider myself an expert in the field of nightmares. A
lifetime worth of experience will do that for you."
"Is there anything we can do about this?" wondered the young man.
"Just hug me." she told him.
Moving from his chair through the hordes of stuffed toys that
constituted the ecosystem of Laurella's room, Shingo sat on her bed
and gently put his arms around her waist, holding her close. She felt
comfortable in his arms, just like in her previous life on the moon
kingdom. Shingo was no quite as tall and strong as Kitechnum, his
previous incarnation, although his growth spurt had been fueled
considerably by his Technum powers over the course of the past six
months. He was now slightly taller than all the scouts except Makoto,
which he'd catch up with within a year at most. He was also beginning
to build a rather attractive and muscular body.
"Everything is as it should now." she said, leaning her head on his
shoulder. "Everything."
* * *
The sudden shower stopped as suddenly as it started, signaling the
walking shadow to resume his course. His hard leather boots resounded
sharply into the silent night. Passing right next to a tall apartment
building, he went by unnoticed by the handsome young man and his
gorgeous girlfriend who were looking down from one of the balconies.
* * *
"It's good to be back to earth." said Usagi, looking at the clearing
sky to the full moon. "I missed the beauty of this world."
Mamoru looked at the young girl with concern. He knew her well, and
could tell she was holding back something that bothered her.
"Usagi, my bunny..." he whispered. "I can see you're feeling blue.
It's in your eyes."
Usagi avoided his stare and went back into her boyfriend's apartment,
her chilled skin covered with a thousand tiny goosebumps.
"I don't know what you're talking about." she coldly replied.
"I've known you for a millenium, our souls have touched. I can tell
these things."
Usagi sat on the living room couch, staring down to the floor to
avoid Mamoru`s eyes.
"While I was back there... in that outer realm... I lost hope of ever
seeing you again." she said, a single tear rolling down her cheek.
"I can understand that, darling, you were locked away in a hellhole
for weeks, anyone else would have cracked a long time before you."
replied Mamoru with compassion.
"There's... more... to my story... something I didn't tell anyone."
she continued. More tears followed the first one as she sobbed
silently. "Even after Akuma pulled me out of that cell when
Ithzhanh took control of Changraloor... even after Makoto told me
of this portal to go back home... I didn't even think of you... of
us... until I saw you on the other side of the gate."
Mamoru remained quiet, taking her hand in his. Words could never
express what he felt for her in the way this gesture could.
"I kissed him, Mamoru, I kissed that demon and betrayed our love!
I don't deserve you!" Usagi said, crying her heart out. She pulled
her hand away in shame.
"Don't say these things, my bunny." said Mamoru, his heart hurting
from seeing his sweetheart cry. "Our lives are unlike any other on
this planet, yours especially. You've been chosen to become queen
of the ultimate human utopia, the champion of love and justice! You
are everything I could ever desire in a woman and so much more... I
don't care what you did over there, I know that your heart is true.
I trust you, Usagi." he said with passion.
Usagi stopped crying and looked in his eyes.
"I love you, Usagi, and not even death could separate me from being
close to your heart." he added.
Without a word, she embraced her prince and kissed him with all the
power of the flame that had been growing during her many months of
separation.
As they kissed with passion, Usagi did not allow her inhibition to
hold her back as they always did; she let her emotions run free,
caressing her boyfriend's body with the intense fire that burned
inside her. Her kisses were hotter than molten lava.
Interrupting for just a moment, Usagi looked at Mamoru`s eyes deep
into his soul; she had never felt this close to him in this life or
the previous, and did not want the moment to stop.
Mamoru saw a bright spark in her eyes he didn't know she was
capable of.
"Mamoru, my love, my prince..." she said.
"Yes?" he asked softly, ready to do whatever she could ask, no matter
how improbable or impossible the request.
"Please let me spend this night with you, let me become one with
you." she whispered in his ear.
"Are you sure this is what you want?" he asked her.
Usagi nodded her head to give her consent.
Mamoru smiled and kissed her tenderly before picking her up
delicately in his arms to take her to the bedroom.
"I love you." said Usagi.
"I love you even more." replied Mamoru.
They did not speak another word for the rest of the night.
* * *
After many hours of tireless walking, the cloaked man finally
reached his destination: a secret and small high tech lab where a
strange experiment was taking place. Or rather, was drawing to a
close.
Powerful energy generators were drowning the hilt of a shattered jet
black sword with controlled beams of a frequency many scientists
theorized was associated with time distortions. The results were
less than conclusive.
"Let's stop this right now." said the head researcher. "This thing
obviously doesn't have what we're looking for."
"But it was showing every sign of time transposition just
yesterday!!!" argued his assistant.
"And today it doesn't. Time is a tricky concept, you know. Come on,
let's go get something to eat." replied the head scientist.
They left. Seconds later, the cloaked man appeared into the deserted
lab.
He held his hand out and the fractured sword hilt flew in his grasp.
Gallagher smiled.
"The Sword That Was Not Forged... That Which Shouldn't Be... the
paradox to end all aberrations... so many names to call that which
has been totally forgotten. This instrument of paradox shall help me
achieve my sacred goal... I shall reforge you, glorious HERESY!!!"
screamed Gallagher, vanishing from the lab.
* * *
The sun rose over Tokyo yet again, only to set again at the end of
the day. Very soon, none of the scouts would care if it continued on
this predictable cycle.
The End.