Ai no Yume
*****
The Turning
Venus held herself rigid in the center of the large living room, arms held out firmly level with her shoulders, hands straight up, her palms glowing orange. Oh, God, this hurt.
Forcing her mind to ignore the boundaries of time, she pushed herself over the edges, into a mental void that served as the nonexistent plane of the Time Gate. She could sense Makoto nearby, or as near as time would allow in this dank blackness, and, taking the time to swallow a bead of sweat that slid around the curve of her upper lip and into her strangely dry mouth, she latched onto the green light representing Makoto, pulling with all her might, refusing to drag the other life force near her friend along with Jupiter.
Where was Ami? Where was Rei?
In a matter of seconds, Venus had traveled, with her mind, the length of this timeline, having to stop when she found herself slamming into a barrier she could not break. Apparently, the future truly was a secret.
A soft moan keened from her lips. She found herself 'standing' at the brink of a deep abyss. On the other side were two lights - a blue one and a red one. Another timeline? She winced physically and on her body's side she felt a hand touch her shoulder gently and, distantly, she recognized Juunanagou. It hurt deep inside, this traveling…
Steeling her resolve, she dove across the gulf, swooping around Rei and insistently pulling on her. Why was Rei so reluctant?
Her body, she realized faintly, was swaying from side to side, her face pale and sweaty from the exertion. Placing more strain on her person, she lanced forward, into an alternate future.
So weak and exhausted was she that Venus grabbed two identities in the alternate future - Ami's and a young man's.
She pulled them into the void along with her and, having worn out all her energies, she found her way back into her body, falling back to the ground.
Someone caught her, a handsome young man with immaculately perfect features and impossibly straight raven hair.
"Juu…nanagou?" she heard herself murmur and he nodded.
"Thank-you…Juunanagou…"
(*)
It had been three weeks and, though fights with the Jinzouningen were common and oftentimes brutal, Super Sailor Mars (or Rei) had loved every moment of it.
She was currently checking Gohan for any wounds, even as he loudly insisted that he was perfectly fine, and why the hell did she have to keep asking him if he hurt anywhere?
"Baka," she teased, nodding for Trunks to go home and tell his mother they had driven the bastard twins back.
As the small boy obediently flew off, hair whipped by the breeze, Mars turned back to her tall male companion, affectionately ruffling his hair. Her fingernail accidentally came into contact with a newly pink scar- -from the fire incident- -and he winced, the twin scar on his jaw line shifting with the subtle movement.
"Gomen," she apologized and he smiled, causing her heart to flutter and his to stop for a moment before beginning anew.
Standing to her feet in the thick dirt, she wiped her gloves off nervously on her red miniskirt, taking a few steps backward unconsciously. She smiled tentatively, until she saw his expression of slight horror.
"Nani?" she asked softly, afraid to turn around.
"Mars-chan! Look at yourself!" Gohan cried, on his feet in an instant and slipping in the dirt as he tried to get to her.
She glanced down and choked back a panicked shriek. She was…flickering…in and out of sight.
Was that Venus in the back of her mind?
"No," Mars sobbed and she felt Gohan pull her into a hug, even though she was without sustenance at points, "I don't want to go anymore! I'm happy, I'm happy, I swear to God and my ancestors, I'm happy! Don't take me away!"
Tears fell through her skin and she turned her face up to Gohan's, an unreadable expression on his.
She smiled weakly, but tenderly, at him.
"Gohan-kun, I lo-"
She vanished.
(*)
Makoto glanced across at Yamucha, the bumbling ex-desert bandit, who was trying to help her and Puar (who had a surprising knack for all things sugar-involved) bake a cake. Unfortunately, the sweet (and overenthusiastic) man kept getting in the way.
So Makoto, decked out in flour, sugar, and a piece or two of batter, grabbed his collar and shook her head. "You're getting in the way, silly," she teased the man she'd known for three weeks, "and I don't need you in the way!" Impulsively, she leaned up (up? She'd never had to lean up for a guy before!) and kissed him quickly.
A startled gasp came from the doorway and the three chefs turned to see Buruma staring, her face pale and disbelieving. "Yamucha…" The blue-haired woman turned on her heel and ran down the corridor, her broken sobs echoing back into the kitchen.
"Makoto, Buruma and I are…" Yamucha discarded the rest of his statement, shooting down the hall with Puar hot on his heels (hair?).
Angry at herself, Makoto whirled around, slugging the wall, taking steps backward while touching her wet eyes.
She put up no fight when she vanished.
(*)
"I dunno," Buruma told her son and the lithe water sprite of a woman beside him, "I'm not sure I can build a time machine that has enough fuel to take _two_ people back in time. Hell, I don't know if it's a good idea."
"Buruma-san," Ami said firmly, hands clasped before her, "I need to go back in time to try and find my friends and Trunks-san is the only one here that is familiar with the timeline I wish to go back to."
Buruma sighed, shook her head, and turned to look over her shoulder at blueprints. "Okay," she agreed reluctantly, "you win."
Receiving no answer, she glanced back at the duo.
They were gone.
(*)
"-ve you!" Rei screamed into the empty void and she felt tears pour from her eyes.
She could sense the others flying ahead of her, though the one she felt was Ami held an unconscious man in her arms.
Venus was calling.
"No!" she cried, "Nonono! I don't want to go back! I want to be with Gohan-kun! Do you hear me, damn it?! Do you hear me?! Damn you, Minako! DAMN YOU!"
//damnation is such a strong thing to wish on a so-called friend.//
"Nani?" Rei turned, startled.
Something slimy trickled past her ear, whispering into her mind with a gentle woman's voice.
//your little love, gohan, will die in two years time, you realize that.//
"N…no, it's not true! I'll meet him again! I will!"
Another voice joined the first, this one deeper and masculine.
::you have visions, mars, so here's one for you to enjoy.::
|| The Jinzouningen were killing him, ripping into him, tearing into his flesh and laughing at his pain. ||
"You…you're lying!" Rei choked.
|| Trunks, enraged at his best-friend's death, went Super Saiya-jin. He'd lost Rei-san, and now he'd lost Gohan-sensei. ||
//::do you see the pain?::// the voices chimed together.
"…yes…," Rei whispered in a tiny, defeated voice.
::do you want to kill the Jinzouningen?::
"Yes!"
//with all your heart and soul!//
"YES!"
//good. that's what i wanted to hear.//
And then the female one dove into her mind.
Screaming, writhing, and sobbing, Rei lost control over her mind and actions.
Far ahead in the void, a small silver dragon named Ginzishou paused and widened her eerie eyes in horror. {{It has come to pass!}} she cried angrily. {{Damn it all! Now Selenity-hime is even more lost…forgive me, Endymion-ouji…Luna-san, Artemis-san…I have failed you all…}}
With a bone-curdling war scream, Ginzishou dove head first into the orange light.
(*)
Ami slammed into the carpeted floor of a large room and, looking dizzily up as she loosened her grip on an unconscious Trunks, she saw a large group of people staring at her.
A loud "SHIT!!" resounded beside her and she recognized the voice as being Makoto's.
A man with battle scars stared rigidly at Makoto for a moment; then he rushed to her side and helped her up.
"Yamucha…?" Ami heard Makoto whisper.
"YOU MADE IT!!" Ami and Makoto were pulled into a strong hug by a giddy Venus.
"Mars-hime won't," a bell-like voice rang out and pretty much everyone stopped and tilted their heads back to stare at a miniscule, odango-sized dragon the color of liquid silver with eerie eyes constantly changing colors along a seven color spectrum. "Metallia has arisen from the bowels of hell and she brought along with her the evil entity known as Cell." The dragon swooped over the heads of everyone in the room, who considered this sort of thing normal compared to what seemed to happen every other weekend. "Endymion-ouji was killed during the slumber," the dragon continued, voice subdued and elongated face sad.
"NANI?!" screeched the three Senshi present-and-accounted-for.
Unfazed, the dragon continued softly with, "Artemis-san and Luna-san were killed as well. And Selenity-hime…" The dragon swallowed. "Is trapped in a different void, with a young man who is not yet in existence." She motioned with her head at the black-haired woman, Chichi, who blinked and felt her rounded stomach.
"I'm going to have a son…?" she whispered. "Oh, Gokuu…"
"I don't know and don't care who the hell you are or what the hell you are," Venus interrupted with an icy voice, Juunanagou coming to stand beside her warily, "but if you stood by," her voice rose in pitch, getting shrill and frantic, "and let _my_ Artemis-nekoi die, then damn you to straight to hell!" Losing her nerve, Venus crumpled to the floor, crying uncontrollably. Juunanagou knelt beside her, laying his one gloved hand on her right shoulder.
The dragon fluttered onto her left shoulder.
"I am so sorry, Venus-hime. Artemis-san…" The dragon stopped, blinking back tears with the two pairs of eyelids in her eyes. "Artemis-san and Luna-san were like a father and mother to me. I…I know I am not Artemis-san, but he and Luna-san taught me everything they knew and he would not want you to cry. He loved you, you know." Venus snapped her wet face up, startled. "He loved you more than he ever loved Luna-san, but he could never tell you. He knew…he knew you would love another…and maybe in this altered time, if we can destroy Metallia and Cell once more, maybe the man you would have lost in the prophecy will live with you." The dragon smiled enigmatically and rubbed the spines along her spine against Venus' cheek.
"You're…you're spines…they feel like sunbeams," Venus gasped, unable to find any toher description.
"Hai." The dragon cleared her throat, fixing her gaze one every person in the room. "I am Ginzishou," the Senshi gasped collectively, "and I am the dragon of the Solar System! When the seven Tama no Niji are collected and fused into the form of the Ginzishou, I am awakened. Unlike my brothers of Namek and Earth, I do not grant wishes. I fulfill truth. I protect life. I guide the lost." Ginzishou nuzzled Venus once more. "And Venus must lead you all into a war that could mean the destruction of the cosmos or the birth of the altered Crystal Era!" Ginzishou took to the air, arching her back and murmuring a chant.
A blade fell from the air, drifting into Venus hands as Juunanagou kept his hand on her shoulder. It was enameled with golden metal and an orange jewel decorated its hilt. The blade appeared to be covered in rust, but Venus new better.
"The Chain Wink Sword of Magellan Castle," she breathed and Ginzishou dropped into Venus' lap, soft underbelly exposed.
"You are the only one who can bear it," she whispered faintly, "much as Selenity-hime is the only one who can control my mother jewel, the true Ginzishou." Her breathing was erratic and halting. "Metallia comes…"
A brilliant red light filled the room and collective gasps of horror and hatred exploded from every mouth except for infant Trunks, who blinked tiredly.
Mars curtsied mockingly, normally pretty violet eyes glittering with vile power. "This body," she smirked, and Venus saw Metallia mirrored in Mars' eyes, "is very powerful. I can make you see what I want you to see, make you forget what I want you to forget, make you go insane, raise the dead and control them…my, I never knew this little sap had so much power at her exposal. I can't understand why she never used it for her own gain." The smirk grew into a grin of dark malice.
"Bitch! Mars didn't use it for herself because she was honorable!" Venus spat at Metallia/Mars, who grimaced as the spit draped itself on her face. "Damn you, you bitch!"
"Damn me?" Metallia cackled, "You want to _damn_ me? I _AM_ DAMNATION!"
Pivoting, she grinned widely at the thirteen-year old boy, Gohan. "My dear, sweet little boy," her voice became like poisoned sugar, sweet on the outside, but murderous, "I'm going to steal you away so my koibito, Cell, and I can use you for our own twisted little purposes. You have great power, you know, and Rei will need company whenever I choose to leave this confining body." At the defiant, though frightened, look on Gohan's face, Metallia threw her head back and laughed. "Don't worry, boy! This voluptuous little vixen will experience a drawback in age; say ten years, so you won't have to be afraid of playing with her. She'll be ten, you know." The grin became a commanding, evil sneer. "Let's go, child."
A wave of blinding light exploded forth from Metallia and Venus heard Juunanagou scream, defiantly, "Bitch!"
Then the world went black.
Only the epilogue is left! Yay! Don't worry; things get even freakier in the 'sequel' series, "Ares Denetsu"! Yes, I know, I'm going to get scorching e-mails asking me why I chose Rei or why I'm ending the series here. Well, I explained the Rei thing (and her being possessed helps define her relationship with that cutie Son Gohan we all know and love from DBZ) earlier and the answer to the second I'm-pissed-off topic is simple. I live for cliffhangers! Except when other people write them and they don't have the next part up. I HATE THAT. (Yeah, I'm a hypocrite. I'm human. Every human's a hypocrite. Except for Jesus. Jesus is da BOMB!!)
Ryan: That's IT?! That's IT?! Moron! Sometimes I wish I was able to help write these things, but, noooo, I just inspire you…bah, humbug.
C'mere, cutie! *grabs Ryan and hugs him happily* Ja mata, minna-san!
Purple Mongoose/PallaPlease.
[PS~ Reviews make me a happy person and I'll write even faster if ya praise me and shower me with lavish compliments!!]
[PSS~ *giant bowling ball is thrown by Ryan into Mongoose Palla's face* Owie…okay, I'll deflate my ego…come, Fred, you're going on a diet. {My ego has a name. 0o;}]
[PSSS~ Remember: Muses are your responsibility and you have to not only care for them, but you have to care _about_ them. Don't abandon your Muses. They need love.
Ryan: You _do_ love me!
Of course I do! *kisses Ryan*
Ryan: Gurk…too much affection…
I'm affectionate! Get used to my being a 13-year old girl! I'm allowed to love my family and my Muses! Proud to _not_ be a rebellious teen!…okay, maybe I _do_ yell a little bit…but I'm not ashamed to be seen with my family! Go family! Go Muses!]
DISCLAIMER:
The Sailor Senshi are © to Takeuchi Naoko-san, Kodansha, DiC, Cloverway, Toei Animation, Mixx Entertainment, etc.
The Dragonball characters are © to Toriyama Akira-san, Shogakun (?), FUNimation, Toei Animation, Viz Entertainment, etc.
"Ai no Yume" in its entirety, all situations and plot devices thus far, is © to myself, referred to on-line as PallaPlease or Purple Mongoose/PallaPlease. [Credit for idea for scene in 'Time Warped' is given duly to Kawaii Lil Dejiko.]
*****
The Turning
Venus held herself rigid in the center of the large living room, arms held out firmly level with her shoulders, hands straight up, her palms glowing orange. Oh, God, this hurt.
Forcing her mind to ignore the boundaries of time, she pushed herself over the edges, into a mental void that served as the nonexistent plane of the Time Gate. She could sense Makoto nearby, or as near as time would allow in this dank blackness, and, taking the time to swallow a bead of sweat that slid around the curve of her upper lip and into her strangely dry mouth, she latched onto the green light representing Makoto, pulling with all her might, refusing to drag the other life force near her friend along with Jupiter.
Where was Ami? Where was Rei?
In a matter of seconds, Venus had traveled, with her mind, the length of this timeline, having to stop when she found herself slamming into a barrier she could not break. Apparently, the future truly was a secret.
A soft moan keened from her lips. She found herself 'standing' at the brink of a deep abyss. On the other side were two lights - a blue one and a red one. Another timeline? She winced physically and on her body's side she felt a hand touch her shoulder gently and, distantly, she recognized Juunanagou. It hurt deep inside, this traveling…
Steeling her resolve, she dove across the gulf, swooping around Rei and insistently pulling on her. Why was Rei so reluctant?
Her body, she realized faintly, was swaying from side to side, her face pale and sweaty from the exertion. Placing more strain on her person, she lanced forward, into an alternate future.
So weak and exhausted was she that Venus grabbed two identities in the alternate future - Ami's and a young man's.
She pulled them into the void along with her and, having worn out all her energies, she found her way back into her body, falling back to the ground.
Someone caught her, a handsome young man with immaculately perfect features and impossibly straight raven hair.
"Juu…nanagou?" she heard herself murmur and he nodded.
"Thank-you…Juunanagou…"
(*)
It had been three weeks and, though fights with the Jinzouningen were common and oftentimes brutal, Super Sailor Mars (or Rei) had loved every moment of it.
She was currently checking Gohan for any wounds, even as he loudly insisted that he was perfectly fine, and why the hell did she have to keep asking him if he hurt anywhere?
"Baka," she teased, nodding for Trunks to go home and tell his mother they had driven the bastard twins back.
As the small boy obediently flew off, hair whipped by the breeze, Mars turned back to her tall male companion, affectionately ruffling his hair. Her fingernail accidentally came into contact with a newly pink scar- -from the fire incident- -and he winced, the twin scar on his jaw line shifting with the subtle movement.
"Gomen," she apologized and he smiled, causing her heart to flutter and his to stop for a moment before beginning anew.
Standing to her feet in the thick dirt, she wiped her gloves off nervously on her red miniskirt, taking a few steps backward unconsciously. She smiled tentatively, until she saw his expression of slight horror.
"Nani?" she asked softly, afraid to turn around.
"Mars-chan! Look at yourself!" Gohan cried, on his feet in an instant and slipping in the dirt as he tried to get to her.
She glanced down and choked back a panicked shriek. She was…flickering…in and out of sight.
Was that Venus in the back of her mind?
"No," Mars sobbed and she felt Gohan pull her into a hug, even though she was without sustenance at points, "I don't want to go anymore! I'm happy, I'm happy, I swear to God and my ancestors, I'm happy! Don't take me away!"
Tears fell through her skin and she turned her face up to Gohan's, an unreadable expression on his.
She smiled weakly, but tenderly, at him.
"Gohan-kun, I lo-"
She vanished.
(*)
Makoto glanced across at Yamucha, the bumbling ex-desert bandit, who was trying to help her and Puar (who had a surprising knack for all things sugar-involved) bake a cake. Unfortunately, the sweet (and overenthusiastic) man kept getting in the way.
So Makoto, decked out in flour, sugar, and a piece or two of batter, grabbed his collar and shook her head. "You're getting in the way, silly," she teased the man she'd known for three weeks, "and I don't need you in the way!" Impulsively, she leaned up (up? She'd never had to lean up for a guy before!) and kissed him quickly.
A startled gasp came from the doorway and the three chefs turned to see Buruma staring, her face pale and disbelieving. "Yamucha…" The blue-haired woman turned on her heel and ran down the corridor, her broken sobs echoing back into the kitchen.
"Makoto, Buruma and I are…" Yamucha discarded the rest of his statement, shooting down the hall with Puar hot on his heels (hair?).
Angry at herself, Makoto whirled around, slugging the wall, taking steps backward while touching her wet eyes.
She put up no fight when she vanished.
(*)
"I dunno," Buruma told her son and the lithe water sprite of a woman beside him, "I'm not sure I can build a time machine that has enough fuel to take _two_ people back in time. Hell, I don't know if it's a good idea."
"Buruma-san," Ami said firmly, hands clasped before her, "I need to go back in time to try and find my friends and Trunks-san is the only one here that is familiar with the timeline I wish to go back to."
Buruma sighed, shook her head, and turned to look over her shoulder at blueprints. "Okay," she agreed reluctantly, "you win."
Receiving no answer, she glanced back at the duo.
They were gone.
(*)
"-ve you!" Rei screamed into the empty void and she felt tears pour from her eyes.
She could sense the others flying ahead of her, though the one she felt was Ami held an unconscious man in her arms.
Venus was calling.
"No!" she cried, "Nonono! I don't want to go back! I want to be with Gohan-kun! Do you hear me, damn it?! Do you hear me?! Damn you, Minako! DAMN YOU!"
//damnation is such a strong thing to wish on a so-called friend.//
"Nani?" Rei turned, startled.
Something slimy trickled past her ear, whispering into her mind with a gentle woman's voice.
//your little love, gohan, will die in two years time, you realize that.//
"N…no, it's not true! I'll meet him again! I will!"
Another voice joined the first, this one deeper and masculine.
::you have visions, mars, so here's one for you to enjoy.::
|| The Jinzouningen were killing him, ripping into him, tearing into his flesh and laughing at his pain. ||
"You…you're lying!" Rei choked.
|| Trunks, enraged at his best-friend's death, went Super Saiya-jin. He'd lost Rei-san, and now he'd lost Gohan-sensei. ||
//::do you see the pain?::// the voices chimed together.
"…yes…," Rei whispered in a tiny, defeated voice.
::do you want to kill the Jinzouningen?::
"Yes!"
//with all your heart and soul!//
"YES!"
//good. that's what i wanted to hear.//
And then the female one dove into her mind.
Screaming, writhing, and sobbing, Rei lost control over her mind and actions.
Far ahead in the void, a small silver dragon named Ginzishou paused and widened her eerie eyes in horror. {{It has come to pass!}} she cried angrily. {{Damn it all! Now Selenity-hime is even more lost…forgive me, Endymion-ouji…Luna-san, Artemis-san…I have failed you all…}}
With a bone-curdling war scream, Ginzishou dove head first into the orange light.
(*)
Ami slammed into the carpeted floor of a large room and, looking dizzily up as she loosened her grip on an unconscious Trunks, she saw a large group of people staring at her.
A loud "SHIT!!" resounded beside her and she recognized the voice as being Makoto's.
A man with battle scars stared rigidly at Makoto for a moment; then he rushed to her side and helped her up.
"Yamucha…?" Ami heard Makoto whisper.
"YOU MADE IT!!" Ami and Makoto were pulled into a strong hug by a giddy Venus.
"Mars-hime won't," a bell-like voice rang out and pretty much everyone stopped and tilted their heads back to stare at a miniscule, odango-sized dragon the color of liquid silver with eerie eyes constantly changing colors along a seven color spectrum. "Metallia has arisen from the bowels of hell and she brought along with her the evil entity known as Cell." The dragon swooped over the heads of everyone in the room, who considered this sort of thing normal compared to what seemed to happen every other weekend. "Endymion-ouji was killed during the slumber," the dragon continued, voice subdued and elongated face sad.
"NANI?!" screeched the three Senshi present-and-accounted-for.
Unfazed, the dragon continued softly with, "Artemis-san and Luna-san were killed as well. And Selenity-hime…" The dragon swallowed. "Is trapped in a different void, with a young man who is not yet in existence." She motioned with her head at the black-haired woman, Chichi, who blinked and felt her rounded stomach.
"I'm going to have a son…?" she whispered. "Oh, Gokuu…"
"I don't know and don't care who the hell you are or what the hell you are," Venus interrupted with an icy voice, Juunanagou coming to stand beside her warily, "but if you stood by," her voice rose in pitch, getting shrill and frantic, "and let _my_ Artemis-nekoi die, then damn you to straight to hell!" Losing her nerve, Venus crumpled to the floor, crying uncontrollably. Juunanagou knelt beside her, laying his one gloved hand on her right shoulder.
The dragon fluttered onto her left shoulder.
"I am so sorry, Venus-hime. Artemis-san…" The dragon stopped, blinking back tears with the two pairs of eyelids in her eyes. "Artemis-san and Luna-san were like a father and mother to me. I…I know I am not Artemis-san, but he and Luna-san taught me everything they knew and he would not want you to cry. He loved you, you know." Venus snapped her wet face up, startled. "He loved you more than he ever loved Luna-san, but he could never tell you. He knew…he knew you would love another…and maybe in this altered time, if we can destroy Metallia and Cell once more, maybe the man you would have lost in the prophecy will live with you." The dragon smiled enigmatically and rubbed the spines along her spine against Venus' cheek.
"You're…you're spines…they feel like sunbeams," Venus gasped, unable to find any toher description.
"Hai." The dragon cleared her throat, fixing her gaze one every person in the room. "I am Ginzishou," the Senshi gasped collectively, "and I am the dragon of the Solar System! When the seven Tama no Niji are collected and fused into the form of the Ginzishou, I am awakened. Unlike my brothers of Namek and Earth, I do not grant wishes. I fulfill truth. I protect life. I guide the lost." Ginzishou nuzzled Venus once more. "And Venus must lead you all into a war that could mean the destruction of the cosmos or the birth of the altered Crystal Era!" Ginzishou took to the air, arching her back and murmuring a chant.
A blade fell from the air, drifting into Venus hands as Juunanagou kept his hand on her shoulder. It was enameled with golden metal and an orange jewel decorated its hilt. The blade appeared to be covered in rust, but Venus new better.
"The Chain Wink Sword of Magellan Castle," she breathed and Ginzishou dropped into Venus' lap, soft underbelly exposed.
"You are the only one who can bear it," she whispered faintly, "much as Selenity-hime is the only one who can control my mother jewel, the true Ginzishou." Her breathing was erratic and halting. "Metallia comes…"
A brilliant red light filled the room and collective gasps of horror and hatred exploded from every mouth except for infant Trunks, who blinked tiredly.
Mars curtsied mockingly, normally pretty violet eyes glittering with vile power. "This body," she smirked, and Venus saw Metallia mirrored in Mars' eyes, "is very powerful. I can make you see what I want you to see, make you forget what I want you to forget, make you go insane, raise the dead and control them…my, I never knew this little sap had so much power at her exposal. I can't understand why she never used it for her own gain." The smirk grew into a grin of dark malice.
"Bitch! Mars didn't use it for herself because she was honorable!" Venus spat at Metallia/Mars, who grimaced as the spit draped itself on her face. "Damn you, you bitch!"
"Damn me?" Metallia cackled, "You want to _damn_ me? I _AM_ DAMNATION!"
Pivoting, she grinned widely at the thirteen-year old boy, Gohan. "My dear, sweet little boy," her voice became like poisoned sugar, sweet on the outside, but murderous, "I'm going to steal you away so my koibito, Cell, and I can use you for our own twisted little purposes. You have great power, you know, and Rei will need company whenever I choose to leave this confining body." At the defiant, though frightened, look on Gohan's face, Metallia threw her head back and laughed. "Don't worry, boy! This voluptuous little vixen will experience a drawback in age; say ten years, so you won't have to be afraid of playing with her. She'll be ten, you know." The grin became a commanding, evil sneer. "Let's go, child."
A wave of blinding light exploded forth from Metallia and Venus heard Juunanagou scream, defiantly, "Bitch!"
Then the world went black.
Only the epilogue is left! Yay! Don't worry; things get even freakier in the 'sequel' series, "Ares Denetsu"! Yes, I know, I'm going to get scorching e-mails asking me why I chose Rei or why I'm ending the series here. Well, I explained the Rei thing (and her being possessed helps define her relationship with that cutie Son Gohan we all know and love from DBZ) earlier and the answer to the second I'm-pissed-off topic is simple. I live for cliffhangers! Except when other people write them and they don't have the next part up. I HATE THAT. (Yeah, I'm a hypocrite. I'm human. Every human's a hypocrite. Except for Jesus. Jesus is da BOMB!!)
Ryan: That's IT?! That's IT?! Moron! Sometimes I wish I was able to help write these things, but, noooo, I just inspire you…bah, humbug.
C'mere, cutie! *grabs Ryan and hugs him happily* Ja mata, minna-san!
Purple Mongoose/PallaPlease.
[PS~ Reviews make me a happy person and I'll write even faster if ya praise me and shower me with lavish compliments!!]
[PSS~ *giant bowling ball is thrown by Ryan into Mongoose Palla's face* Owie…okay, I'll deflate my ego…come, Fred, you're going on a diet. {My ego has a name. 0o;}]
[PSSS~ Remember: Muses are your responsibility and you have to not only care for them, but you have to care _about_ them. Don't abandon your Muses. They need love.
Ryan: You _do_ love me!
Of course I do! *kisses Ryan*
Ryan: Gurk…too much affection…
I'm affectionate! Get used to my being a 13-year old girl! I'm allowed to love my family and my Muses! Proud to _not_ be a rebellious teen!…okay, maybe I _do_ yell a little bit…but I'm not ashamed to be seen with my family! Go family! Go Muses!]
DISCLAIMER:
The Sailor Senshi are © to Takeuchi Naoko-san, Kodansha, DiC, Cloverway, Toei Animation, Mixx Entertainment, etc.
The Dragonball characters are © to Toriyama Akira-san, Shogakun (?), FUNimation, Toei Animation, Viz Entertainment, etc.
"Ai no Yume" in its entirety, all situations and plot devices thus far, is © to myself, referred to on-line as PallaPlease or Purple Mongoose/PallaPlease. [Credit for idea for scene in 'Time Warped' is given duly to Kawaii Lil Dejiko.]