A/N: This chapter is dedicated to Luna, Lita Barton, GW/SM #1 fan, Katrina Katt,
Infinite_Tenshi, Brenda nichole83, and Anime Princess who made me want to write it. And to
the wonderful cop who gave me a speeding ticket that forced me to take a defensive driving
course, which gave me eight hours of boring lectures during which I wrote this chapter. I don't
own Sailor Moon or Gundam wing. I hope you guys like this. I certainly enjoyed writing it.
Now I really mean it, this is the last chapter. Don't worry, I'll write another cute, sappy Sailor
Moon romance. I'm thinking Mamoru and Setsuna. However I am very open to suggestions.
dinochick80@yahoo.com
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"Tell me who admires you and loves you, and I will tell you who you are."
-Charles Augustin Sainte-Beauve
Turn About
By Veronica Cereta
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Toritsukareru sat in his cell looking at the walls. He had failed. Now he wouldn't be famous, in
fact it would be a long time before he would be doing anything at all. He tried to get
comfortable on the cot.
"I've been watching you."
'Oh, great.' Someone was in his cell. 'It's probably some big guy named Butch who wants me
to be his woman.' Toritsukareru surveyed the room again. He didn't see anyone.
"Your intent is admirable, but your methods are flawed."
"Who are you? Where are you?"
A tall man with short blonde hair and piercing green eyes materialized before him. "I am
Jedite."
Toritsukareru was understandably shocked, but he hid it well. "What do you want?"
"I want to help you."
"What?"
"I want the Senshi dead as well."
"Why?"
"Let's just say it's been a personal goal."
"What do you want from me?"
Jedite grinned, "The Gundams, their protectors are vulnerable to magic, while the senshi are
weak when it comes to modern weaponry. You've been doing well with the machinery. I will
provide the magic."
"What's in it for you?"
"Don't worry. I won't take your credit away. I simply want the Senshi dead. I don't care what
the people of this planet think of me."
"Fine," Toritsukereru thought it was his lucky day. Here was someone willing to do half the
work and take none of the credit. "What can I do for you?"
"Do you know any of the gundam pilots? I will eliminate the pilots and leave the senshi to you."
Toritsukareru wondered how he would be able to attack the senshi from in prison. Yet, getting
the gundams out of the way would be a giant step towards his goal. He thought about the
gundam that had carried him to jail, and lectured him all the way; lectured him in a very familiar
voice.
"I can't be sure," he finally answered, "but I'm willing to bet that Trowa Barton is one of the
pilots."
"Trowa Barton." The blonde man smiled wickedly. "Thank you for your cooperation."
Toritsukareru watched Jedite slowly fade out of view. He stared at the spot from which the man
had vanished and smiled confidently. Things were definitely beginning to look up.
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"Trowa Barton, Trowa Barton, Trowa Barton . . ." As Jedite walked down the street he
practically sang the name of the man who would bring his plan to completion. "Trowa Barton,
Trowa Barton . . ."
"Trowa Barton!"
Jedite looked up. He had heard an angel of deliverance beckoning him to his prey.
"Let's go shopping. We can get you some new clothes, besides that turtleneck," Makoto teased.
'And Makoto as well,' thought Jedite, 'this is convenient.'
"I like my turtleneck," replied the young man, a bit defensively.
Jedite slowly approached the couple. "Hello, Makoto, or should I say Jupiter."
The girl stared angrily at the man. He knew her identity, but she had no idea who he was.
He spoke again. "How's Mars?"
A light flashed behind the young woman's eyes. She remembered the name of a tall blonde
villain that Rei had mentioned. "Jedite," she hissed.
Trowa said nothing, but he reached out and took one of Makoto's clenched fists. She relaxed a
bit, drawing comfort from his quiet strength.
"I'm glad to hear that I came up in conversation. I was quite afraid you wouldn't know me."
"How do you know who I am?"
"Oh, that was easy. I already knew the identity of three scouts. I followed them and learned that
Usagi, Ami, and Rei, always call Makoto, and Minako whenever there is trouble."
"How are you even here? Didn't Queen Beryll cast some eternal spell on you?"
Jedite answered dryly, "I assume Beryll was killed. After she died her spell slowly wore off and
I was allowed to die. When you senshi were reincarnated, I was as well, along with all the other
villains."
Makoto pondered, "So Zoizite, Kunsite, and . . . Nephlite."
Trowa tightened his grip on the young woman's hand. She squeezed back gratefully.
"Yes, and Beryll, but don't worry. They haven't been awakened in all this time. I see no reason
for them to do so now, at least not until after I have killed you."
"I won't let that happen," Trowa remarked quietly yet forcefully.
"Ah, Trowa Barton," Jedite turned to the girl's companion. "You're actually the person I want
to talk to at this time."
"Do I know you?"
"No, but I've been watching you. Your protection of this girl and her friends is . . .
commendable. I have a proposition. I would like a duel, me versus you and your four friends.
Let's leave the women out of this."
"Why would I want to fight you? I don't even know who you are."
"True, but if I can't fight you, I will move on to the senshi."
Trowa was silent for a long while. "I can't speak for the others, but I will take you on myself if I
have to."
"Trowa, no," Makoto protested. "It's obviously a trap."
"Makoto, it's okay. I promised to protect you."
"Excellent," Jedite broke in, "but do try to get the others to come along. I'll keep in touch to
inform you of the time and place. I'm afraid that if we decided it in front of this firecracker
here," he motioned to Makoto, "the senshi would show for sure."
As Trowa nodded, Jedite walked away.
"Come back here, you jerk!" Makoto yelled. She turned on Trowa. "You can't do this! You
don't know what Jedite is capable of. Let the senshi handle this; they have defeated him before."
Trowa looked down at her. "Don't worry. I won't let anything bad happen."
Makoto reluctantly took the role of the helpless maiden. It was a position she wasn't used to,
didn't like, and had been taking a lot recently. 'Well, not for long,' she thought as she
contemplated her next move.
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"I've got it!" Usagi called as she hit the volleyball over the net.
On the other side Minako bumped it up, Duo set it so the blonde could spike it over the net.
"I got it!" Usagi called. The ball traveled back and forth several times: Usagi to Minako to Duo
to Minako to Usagi to Minako . . .
"You know, you could help me," Usagi remarked as the ball fell a foot away from her partner.
"But you are doing so well by yourself." Heero smiled at the exasperated girl.
"Well you get the next one."
Heero nodded.
"Here it comes!" Minako yelled as she served.
Heero positioned himself under the ball and swung as hard as he could. It flew so high into the
air that is wasn't visible for a few moments. Usagi got under it, but at the last minute, she
jumped away.
"All right!" Duo shouted. He and his partner exchanged high fives.
"You were supposed to set that." Heero remarked.
"It was coming too fast!" Usagi whined.
A soft beeping interrupted the conversation.
"I'll get it," Minako called as she looked around for witnesses. Seeing none, she bent down and
picked up her purse from beside a tree. She opened it and pulled out the little communicator.
"Makoto, what's up?"
"We've got trouble. We need to call an emergency meeting."
"Okay, let's meet at my place. My parent's should be out for the day. Plus Luna is there now
making routine assessments with Artimes."
The brunette cocked an eyebrow. "Making assessments? So that's what their calling it these
days."
"Minako giggled. "I've got Usagi, so just contact Ami and Rei. We'll meet you there."
"Oh, Minako, are Duo and Heero with you?"
"Yeah, why?"
"Tell them to go home. Trowa wants to talk to them."
"Hai, see you in a bit."
"Bye."
Minako turned to the group. "Sorry, boys, we've got work to do."
"Ah," Duo whined, "can't we go with you?"
"Actually, you're needed at home. Trowa wants to talk to you two."
"Trowa! What does he want?"
"Come on, Duo. Let's go." Hero took a last glance at Usagi and walked away.
"All right. Bye, Minako."
"See you, Duo," she yelled as the American ran to catch up with his friend.
"Oh, Heero is so kawii!" Usagi squealed as she and Minako hurried to meet the others.
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Minako and Usagi arrived first followed closely by Makoto. Rei showed up later and out of
breath.
"What happened to you?" Usagi asked.
"Just practicing martial arts."
"Were you practicing with anyone in particular?" Minako grinned at her friend.
"No, I was alone." The black haired girl glared at the blonde.
At that moment Ami burst into the room. "Sorry I'm so late. I was studying in the park."
Nobody noticed the book on Arabic culture and history tucked under the girl's calculus book.
"Okay." Makoto was anxious to begin.
Everybody took a seat on the plush white furniture. Artimes settled in Venus' lap while Luna
took a position at Usagi's feet.
"I can't think of a gentle way to say this," the brunette continued, "so I am just going to come out
with it. Jedite is back."
A stunned silence befell the room as the news sunk in. Rei began speaking shakily. "Are you
sure. I mean you don't know Jedite."
"Rei, I talked with him. It was Jedite. He said so."
"How can that be?" Usagi looked expectantly at the two cats.
"I knew something like this would happen," Luna sighed. "Senshi, every time you are
reincarnated your enemies from the Silver Millenium are revived along with you. It hasn't been
a problem so far, because, aside from that first time, every time the villains were reincarnated
one of two things happened. Either their powers were never awakened, or they were awakened
and just didn't care, as I believe Nephlite would behave."
"However," Artimes interjected, "that still doesn't explain how Jedite broke Beryll's spell of
Eternal Sleep."
Ami pondered aloud, "We don't know very much about Beryll's magic. Maybe Eternal Sleep
wasn't a spell she did once, but rather something she had to maintain, whether consciously or
unconsciously. After she died, it's possible that the spell was nullified or reduced."
"I think Jedite said something like that," Makoto added helpfully. "It gets worse, though. He
challenged the gundam pilots to a duel and at least Trowa accepted."
"Wufei will, too," Rei remarked. "He's just that pig headed."
The rest of the girls nodded, indicating that the other boys would join the fight as well.
"Is it so terrible?" Minako wondered aloud, "I mean, we've already found that magic is no match
for machinery."
"True," Luna replied, "But I don't think Jedite would issue the challenge if he wasn't sure of
himself. He must have something up his sleeve."
"What they need is a way to contact us once they realize that they can't win," Rei remarked
cynically.
"Rei, that's perfect!" Ami exclaimed. "I'm going to give my communicator to Quatre. He can
use it to contact us if there is trouble. You guys wait here." She turned to the black cat that was
giving her a skeptical glance. "Luna, don't worry. I trust Quatre with my life. I can certainly
trust him with my communicator."
"I'm coming with you," Rei said.
Ami nodded and the two raced away.
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"So there it is." Trowa had just finished relating the conversation he had with Jedite to the
other pilots who were gathered in the kitchen.
"That jerk! He's history!" Duo was obviously prepared to fight.
"I agree, we can stop him," Quatre smiled.
"We must fight to save the senshi. We made a promise." Wufei was valiant.
Heero remained silent under the expectant stares of the other four. After a long while he spoke.
"Mission accepted."
"Fantastic." A low voice resounded through the room.
Quatre started. "Who's there?"
Jedite materialized. "I knew that you would all make the right choice. Get ready and meet me in
an hour in a field fifty miles east of Kyoto. Here's a map." The villain flicked his wrist and a
sheet of parchment appeared. He handed threw it on the table and vanished.
"What a show off," Duo remarked.
Quatre picked up the map and placed it in his shirt pocket. "Okay, lets go."
The doorbell rang, overlapping the Arab's sentence. Wufei, who was closest to the door, opened
it. There were Ami and Rei, sweating and out of breath. "Rei, what are you doing here?" The
Chinese boy exclaimed.
The dark haired girl stared at the pilot. "Ami needs to see Quatre alone, and I have something
for you."
The blue haired girl looked at her companion. They hadn't discussed this. 'What could she
possibly have for him.'
The three other pilots said goodbye to their comrades and the girls and hurried to their gundams.
Wufei led Rei down to the basement so that Ami and Quatre could be alone.
"Quatre, I know what you are doing and I think it's a bad idea."
"I don't care," he retorted. "I will protect you."
Her head drooped. "I understand. This is a risk you have to take. However, don't go alone. We
are a team. Remember how we dealt with that fire. Let me help."
He was a bit skeptical. "The others won't like it if I bring you along."
"I know, just take this." She handed him the communicator. "Open it if you are in danger and
the senshi will come to help."
Quatre took the devise and pocketed it. As he placed it in his pocket he felt the parchment.
"Here, this is where we will be."
As he held the map out for her to inspect Ami knew that he desired her help. Most boys would
shutter to ask a girl for assistance in a battle, but their relationship had always been one of
mutual respect and trust. She smiled and committed the map to her perfect memory.
"Goodbye, Quatre, and good luck."
"Thanks, Ami," said the pilot as he raced out the door.
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In the basement Rei placed an item in Wufei's hand. "This is from the temple. It's a good luck .
. ."
"I don't believe. . ."
"Quit being so stubborn and just take the thing!" Her voice raised a few decibels. She brought it
back down. "I don't want anything to happen to you."
"Don't worry."
"I can't help it. This thing you are doing is just so stupid."
"It is not! It's the only honorable thing to do."
"You don't stand a chance!"
As the two argued they drew closer and closer, the connection between their headstrong minds
was the same connection they felt while fighting each other.
"We will defeat Jedite!"
"You don't even know him!"
"It doesn't matter!"
The twin fires consumed each other and they embraced. "Just don't die out there," Rei
whispered.
"I'll do my best," Wufei answered as he pulled away and ran up the stairs.
Rei wiped away a few tears of concern and walked up the stairs to join Ami. The blue haired girl
was going to ask what her friend had given the pilot, but seeing Rei's serious expression, she
thought the better of it. The two hurried back to join their friends at Minako's apartment.
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Half an hour later the five pilots were in their mecha and gathered at the field where they were to
meet Jedite. They silently waited, but not for long.
"You're early." Jedite materialized in front of the gundams.
"Don't you ever just walk or take a bus?" Duo questioned.
Jedite pretended not to hear the American. "Shall we begin?"
Wufei wasn't waiting for an invitation. "You sadden Rei!" he yelled while launching a dragon
fang.
Jedite raised a hand and deflected it easily. "I'll take that as a yes."
Before the sentence was finished Heavy Arms fired several times. Jedite set up a dark shield
which kept him unharmed. Together Sandrock and Deathsythe brought their weapons down
upon the shield but to no avail. Jedite's power held.
"This isn't getting us anywhere!" Quatre called.
"I'm glad you understood so quickly." Jedite smiled. "Now it's my turn. For a moment the
villain was still, caught in heavy concentration. A weapon was materializing. It looked like a
beam cannon, but it was much larger than any gun the pilots had ever seen. There was a seat on
the top.
"Aim for the weapon!" Duo shouted. The gundams fired all they could at it, but the attack was
no use. Jedite had it protected as well. He gracefully floated up into the seat.
"How do you like my little toy?" He asked, aiming at Heavy Arms. He fired and Trowa easily
dodged with a backwards flip. However, the beam turned and followed the gundam.
"That weapon's heat seeking!" Quatre yelled at Trowa. Through an impressive display of
acrobatics Trowa managed to direct the beam to a nearby tree which was reduced to a pile of
ashes.
"Most impressive," Jedite smirked. "Now lets sell how you do." He fired at Sandrock. Quatre
managed to dodge for a few seconds, but the beam made contact. The gundam plummeted to the
ground. The pilot was okay, but the mecha couldn't be moved.
"Time to finish you off." Jedite took aim at the defenseless Sandrock.
"No!" shouted Trowa. He jumped in front of Quatre's gundam causing the beam to target Heavy
Arms. Quickly, he guided it to another tree.
"You're going to run out of trees eventually!" Jedite called aiming again for Sandrock. Quatre
realized that they couldn't defeat Jedite. It didn't matter if the others hated him for it; he had to
get the senshi. It made no sense for them to die in a battle that others could win. He opened the
communicator.
This time when the weapon was fired Heero defended his comrade. Unfortunately, he wasn't
quite as swift as Trowa and couldn't outrun the beam. He fell inches from Quatre. Jedite took
aim again and Shenlong got in the way. Wufie didn't even attempt to outrun the beam. He
simply fell beside the others, clutching the good luck charm he had been given.
"Three down, two to go." While Jedite laughed sadistically, Quatre's heart sank. The senshi
couldn't get here in time. They were not going to make it. As a thick fog rolled in, the pilot
realized that he was mistaken.
"Supreme Thunder Dragon!" Out of the fog came the terrible beast of electricity, lighting the
steam around it like a horrifying strobe. It tore through Jedite's cannon, ripping it to shreds.
Cursing the Senshi, Jedite floated off the mangled machine. He was about to ask how the girls
had known where to find him, when another attack caught him off guard.
"Love me chain, encircle!"
Jedite found himself entangled in glowing yellow chains. They were much more powerful, and
more organized then when he had first fought the senshi. He looked to the other end of the
chain, to try to spot his attackers. Out of the fog walked five figures. They slowly came into
view. He recognized the girl who he was destined to be with back in the Silver Millenium, back
before he met Beryll and things went terribly wrong. He remembered back to when he had first
fought her. She had always been looking for a boyfriend. He had never seen a more boy crazy
person in his life. In her now, he saw a possible way out.
"Mars," He called. "I understand everything now, our past, our destiny. It was always you and
I. That is the way it is supposed to be."
The dark haired girl looked up at Shenlong and thought of it's pilot. Turning to Sailor Moon she
said quietly, but firmly, "Do it now."
Sailor Moon nodded and began her attack. Jedite let out a cry of defeat before being turned to
moondust.
The pilots hurried to emerge from their mecha.
"You women shouldn't have done that," Wufie remarked, "It was our fight."
"You're welcome. We were happy to save your lives," Rei kidded. When the Chinese boy
simply stared at her she added, "Oh, come on. It would have been a pointless death. We knew
we could win."
"You are, of course, correct," Wufei admitted. Then he quietly added, "Thank you."
"But how did you guys know where to find us?" Duo wondered.
"It doesn't matter," Heero responded, glancing knowingly at Quatre who blushed a little.
"It would appear," said Ami, in a hurry to draw attention away from the Arab, "that while we are
weak against machinery, the gundams are w. . . not extremely strong against magic."
"So it looks like we need one another," Heero just barely let a smile show.
"Don't worry," Usagi giggled. "We'll protect you."
The other Senshi laughed and expressed their agreement.
Infinite_Tenshi, Brenda nichole83, and Anime Princess who made me want to write it. And to
the wonderful cop who gave me a speeding ticket that forced me to take a defensive driving
course, which gave me eight hours of boring lectures during which I wrote this chapter. I don't
own Sailor Moon or Gundam wing. I hope you guys like this. I certainly enjoyed writing it.
Now I really mean it, this is the last chapter. Don't worry, I'll write another cute, sappy Sailor
Moon romance. I'm thinking Mamoru and Setsuna. However I am very open to suggestions.
dinochick80@yahoo.com
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"Tell me who admires you and loves you, and I will tell you who you are."
-Charles Augustin Sainte-Beauve
Turn About
By Veronica Cereta
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Toritsukareru sat in his cell looking at the walls. He had failed. Now he wouldn't be famous, in
fact it would be a long time before he would be doing anything at all. He tried to get
comfortable on the cot.
"I've been watching you."
'Oh, great.' Someone was in his cell. 'It's probably some big guy named Butch who wants me
to be his woman.' Toritsukareru surveyed the room again. He didn't see anyone.
"Your intent is admirable, but your methods are flawed."
"Who are you? Where are you?"
A tall man with short blonde hair and piercing green eyes materialized before him. "I am
Jedite."
Toritsukareru was understandably shocked, but he hid it well. "What do you want?"
"I want to help you."
"What?"
"I want the Senshi dead as well."
"Why?"
"Let's just say it's been a personal goal."
"What do you want from me?"
Jedite grinned, "The Gundams, their protectors are vulnerable to magic, while the senshi are
weak when it comes to modern weaponry. You've been doing well with the machinery. I will
provide the magic."
"What's in it for you?"
"Don't worry. I won't take your credit away. I simply want the Senshi dead. I don't care what
the people of this planet think of me."
"Fine," Toritsukereru thought it was his lucky day. Here was someone willing to do half the
work and take none of the credit. "What can I do for you?"
"Do you know any of the gundam pilots? I will eliminate the pilots and leave the senshi to you."
Toritsukareru wondered how he would be able to attack the senshi from in prison. Yet, getting
the gundams out of the way would be a giant step towards his goal. He thought about the
gundam that had carried him to jail, and lectured him all the way; lectured him in a very familiar
voice.
"I can't be sure," he finally answered, "but I'm willing to bet that Trowa Barton is one of the
pilots."
"Trowa Barton." The blonde man smiled wickedly. "Thank you for your cooperation."
Toritsukareru watched Jedite slowly fade out of view. He stared at the spot from which the man
had vanished and smiled confidently. Things were definitely beginning to look up.
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"Trowa Barton, Trowa Barton, Trowa Barton . . ." As Jedite walked down the street he
practically sang the name of the man who would bring his plan to completion. "Trowa Barton,
Trowa Barton . . ."
"Trowa Barton!"
Jedite looked up. He had heard an angel of deliverance beckoning him to his prey.
"Let's go shopping. We can get you some new clothes, besides that turtleneck," Makoto teased.
'And Makoto as well,' thought Jedite, 'this is convenient.'
"I like my turtleneck," replied the young man, a bit defensively.
Jedite slowly approached the couple. "Hello, Makoto, or should I say Jupiter."
The girl stared angrily at the man. He knew her identity, but she had no idea who he was.
He spoke again. "How's Mars?"
A light flashed behind the young woman's eyes. She remembered the name of a tall blonde
villain that Rei had mentioned. "Jedite," she hissed.
Trowa said nothing, but he reached out and took one of Makoto's clenched fists. She relaxed a
bit, drawing comfort from his quiet strength.
"I'm glad to hear that I came up in conversation. I was quite afraid you wouldn't know me."
"How do you know who I am?"
"Oh, that was easy. I already knew the identity of three scouts. I followed them and learned that
Usagi, Ami, and Rei, always call Makoto, and Minako whenever there is trouble."
"How are you even here? Didn't Queen Beryll cast some eternal spell on you?"
Jedite answered dryly, "I assume Beryll was killed. After she died her spell slowly wore off and
I was allowed to die. When you senshi were reincarnated, I was as well, along with all the other
villains."
Makoto pondered, "So Zoizite, Kunsite, and . . . Nephlite."
Trowa tightened his grip on the young woman's hand. She squeezed back gratefully.
"Yes, and Beryll, but don't worry. They haven't been awakened in all this time. I see no reason
for them to do so now, at least not until after I have killed you."
"I won't let that happen," Trowa remarked quietly yet forcefully.
"Ah, Trowa Barton," Jedite turned to the girl's companion. "You're actually the person I want
to talk to at this time."
"Do I know you?"
"No, but I've been watching you. Your protection of this girl and her friends is . . .
commendable. I have a proposition. I would like a duel, me versus you and your four friends.
Let's leave the women out of this."
"Why would I want to fight you? I don't even know who you are."
"True, but if I can't fight you, I will move on to the senshi."
Trowa was silent for a long while. "I can't speak for the others, but I will take you on myself if I
have to."
"Trowa, no," Makoto protested. "It's obviously a trap."
"Makoto, it's okay. I promised to protect you."
"Excellent," Jedite broke in, "but do try to get the others to come along. I'll keep in touch to
inform you of the time and place. I'm afraid that if we decided it in front of this firecracker
here," he motioned to Makoto, "the senshi would show for sure."
As Trowa nodded, Jedite walked away.
"Come back here, you jerk!" Makoto yelled. She turned on Trowa. "You can't do this! You
don't know what Jedite is capable of. Let the senshi handle this; they have defeated him before."
Trowa looked down at her. "Don't worry. I won't let anything bad happen."
Makoto reluctantly took the role of the helpless maiden. It was a position she wasn't used to,
didn't like, and had been taking a lot recently. 'Well, not for long,' she thought as she
contemplated her next move.
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"I've got it!" Usagi called as she hit the volleyball over the net.
On the other side Minako bumped it up, Duo set it so the blonde could spike it over the net.
"I got it!" Usagi called. The ball traveled back and forth several times: Usagi to Minako to Duo
to Minako to Usagi to Minako . . .
"You know, you could help me," Usagi remarked as the ball fell a foot away from her partner.
"But you are doing so well by yourself." Heero smiled at the exasperated girl.
"Well you get the next one."
Heero nodded.
"Here it comes!" Minako yelled as she served.
Heero positioned himself under the ball and swung as hard as he could. It flew so high into the
air that is wasn't visible for a few moments. Usagi got under it, but at the last minute, she
jumped away.
"All right!" Duo shouted. He and his partner exchanged high fives.
"You were supposed to set that." Heero remarked.
"It was coming too fast!" Usagi whined.
A soft beeping interrupted the conversation.
"I'll get it," Minako called as she looked around for witnesses. Seeing none, she bent down and
picked up her purse from beside a tree. She opened it and pulled out the little communicator.
"Makoto, what's up?"
"We've got trouble. We need to call an emergency meeting."
"Okay, let's meet at my place. My parent's should be out for the day. Plus Luna is there now
making routine assessments with Artimes."
The brunette cocked an eyebrow. "Making assessments? So that's what their calling it these
days."
"Minako giggled. "I've got Usagi, so just contact Ami and Rei. We'll meet you there."
"Oh, Minako, are Duo and Heero with you?"
"Yeah, why?"
"Tell them to go home. Trowa wants to talk to them."
"Hai, see you in a bit."
"Bye."
Minako turned to the group. "Sorry, boys, we've got work to do."
"Ah," Duo whined, "can't we go with you?"
"Actually, you're needed at home. Trowa wants to talk to you two."
"Trowa! What does he want?"
"Come on, Duo. Let's go." Hero took a last glance at Usagi and walked away.
"All right. Bye, Minako."
"See you, Duo," she yelled as the American ran to catch up with his friend.
"Oh, Heero is so kawii!" Usagi squealed as she and Minako hurried to meet the others.
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Minako and Usagi arrived first followed closely by Makoto. Rei showed up later and out of
breath.
"What happened to you?" Usagi asked.
"Just practicing martial arts."
"Were you practicing with anyone in particular?" Minako grinned at her friend.
"No, I was alone." The black haired girl glared at the blonde.
At that moment Ami burst into the room. "Sorry I'm so late. I was studying in the park."
Nobody noticed the book on Arabic culture and history tucked under the girl's calculus book.
"Okay." Makoto was anxious to begin.
Everybody took a seat on the plush white furniture. Artimes settled in Venus' lap while Luna
took a position at Usagi's feet.
"I can't think of a gentle way to say this," the brunette continued, "so I am just going to come out
with it. Jedite is back."
A stunned silence befell the room as the news sunk in. Rei began speaking shakily. "Are you
sure. I mean you don't know Jedite."
"Rei, I talked with him. It was Jedite. He said so."
"How can that be?" Usagi looked expectantly at the two cats.
"I knew something like this would happen," Luna sighed. "Senshi, every time you are
reincarnated your enemies from the Silver Millenium are revived along with you. It hasn't been
a problem so far, because, aside from that first time, every time the villains were reincarnated
one of two things happened. Either their powers were never awakened, or they were awakened
and just didn't care, as I believe Nephlite would behave."
"However," Artimes interjected, "that still doesn't explain how Jedite broke Beryll's spell of
Eternal Sleep."
Ami pondered aloud, "We don't know very much about Beryll's magic. Maybe Eternal Sleep
wasn't a spell she did once, but rather something she had to maintain, whether consciously or
unconsciously. After she died, it's possible that the spell was nullified or reduced."
"I think Jedite said something like that," Makoto added helpfully. "It gets worse, though. He
challenged the gundam pilots to a duel and at least Trowa accepted."
"Wufei will, too," Rei remarked. "He's just that pig headed."
The rest of the girls nodded, indicating that the other boys would join the fight as well.
"Is it so terrible?" Minako wondered aloud, "I mean, we've already found that magic is no match
for machinery."
"True," Luna replied, "But I don't think Jedite would issue the challenge if he wasn't sure of
himself. He must have something up his sleeve."
"What they need is a way to contact us once they realize that they can't win," Rei remarked
cynically.
"Rei, that's perfect!" Ami exclaimed. "I'm going to give my communicator to Quatre. He can
use it to contact us if there is trouble. You guys wait here." She turned to the black cat that was
giving her a skeptical glance. "Luna, don't worry. I trust Quatre with my life. I can certainly
trust him with my communicator."
"I'm coming with you," Rei said.
Ami nodded and the two raced away.
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"So there it is." Trowa had just finished relating the conversation he had with Jedite to the
other pilots who were gathered in the kitchen.
"That jerk! He's history!" Duo was obviously prepared to fight.
"I agree, we can stop him," Quatre smiled.
"We must fight to save the senshi. We made a promise." Wufei was valiant.
Heero remained silent under the expectant stares of the other four. After a long while he spoke.
"Mission accepted."
"Fantastic." A low voice resounded through the room.
Quatre started. "Who's there?"
Jedite materialized. "I knew that you would all make the right choice. Get ready and meet me in
an hour in a field fifty miles east of Kyoto. Here's a map." The villain flicked his wrist and a
sheet of parchment appeared. He handed threw it on the table and vanished.
"What a show off," Duo remarked.
Quatre picked up the map and placed it in his shirt pocket. "Okay, lets go."
The doorbell rang, overlapping the Arab's sentence. Wufei, who was closest to the door, opened
it. There were Ami and Rei, sweating and out of breath. "Rei, what are you doing here?" The
Chinese boy exclaimed.
The dark haired girl stared at the pilot. "Ami needs to see Quatre alone, and I have something
for you."
The blue haired girl looked at her companion. They hadn't discussed this. 'What could she
possibly have for him.'
The three other pilots said goodbye to their comrades and the girls and hurried to their gundams.
Wufei led Rei down to the basement so that Ami and Quatre could be alone.
"Quatre, I know what you are doing and I think it's a bad idea."
"I don't care," he retorted. "I will protect you."
Her head drooped. "I understand. This is a risk you have to take. However, don't go alone. We
are a team. Remember how we dealt with that fire. Let me help."
He was a bit skeptical. "The others won't like it if I bring you along."
"I know, just take this." She handed him the communicator. "Open it if you are in danger and
the senshi will come to help."
Quatre took the devise and pocketed it. As he placed it in his pocket he felt the parchment.
"Here, this is where we will be."
As he held the map out for her to inspect Ami knew that he desired her help. Most boys would
shutter to ask a girl for assistance in a battle, but their relationship had always been one of
mutual respect and trust. She smiled and committed the map to her perfect memory.
"Goodbye, Quatre, and good luck."
"Thanks, Ami," said the pilot as he raced out the door.
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In the basement Rei placed an item in Wufei's hand. "This is from the temple. It's a good luck .
. ."
"I don't believe. . ."
"Quit being so stubborn and just take the thing!" Her voice raised a few decibels. She brought it
back down. "I don't want anything to happen to you."
"Don't worry."
"I can't help it. This thing you are doing is just so stupid."
"It is not! It's the only honorable thing to do."
"You don't stand a chance!"
As the two argued they drew closer and closer, the connection between their headstrong minds
was the same connection they felt while fighting each other.
"We will defeat Jedite!"
"You don't even know him!"
"It doesn't matter!"
The twin fires consumed each other and they embraced. "Just don't die out there," Rei
whispered.
"I'll do my best," Wufei answered as he pulled away and ran up the stairs.
Rei wiped away a few tears of concern and walked up the stairs to join Ami. The blue haired girl
was going to ask what her friend had given the pilot, but seeing Rei's serious expression, she
thought the better of it. The two hurried back to join their friends at Minako's apartment.
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Half an hour later the five pilots were in their mecha and gathered at the field where they were to
meet Jedite. They silently waited, but not for long.
"You're early." Jedite materialized in front of the gundams.
"Don't you ever just walk or take a bus?" Duo questioned.
Jedite pretended not to hear the American. "Shall we begin?"
Wufei wasn't waiting for an invitation. "You sadden Rei!" he yelled while launching a dragon
fang.
Jedite raised a hand and deflected it easily. "I'll take that as a yes."
Before the sentence was finished Heavy Arms fired several times. Jedite set up a dark shield
which kept him unharmed. Together Sandrock and Deathsythe brought their weapons down
upon the shield but to no avail. Jedite's power held.
"This isn't getting us anywhere!" Quatre called.
"I'm glad you understood so quickly." Jedite smiled. "Now it's my turn. For a moment the
villain was still, caught in heavy concentration. A weapon was materializing. It looked like a
beam cannon, but it was much larger than any gun the pilots had ever seen. There was a seat on
the top.
"Aim for the weapon!" Duo shouted. The gundams fired all they could at it, but the attack was
no use. Jedite had it protected as well. He gracefully floated up into the seat.
"How do you like my little toy?" He asked, aiming at Heavy Arms. He fired and Trowa easily
dodged with a backwards flip. However, the beam turned and followed the gundam.
"That weapon's heat seeking!" Quatre yelled at Trowa. Through an impressive display of
acrobatics Trowa managed to direct the beam to a nearby tree which was reduced to a pile of
ashes.
"Most impressive," Jedite smirked. "Now lets sell how you do." He fired at Sandrock. Quatre
managed to dodge for a few seconds, but the beam made contact. The gundam plummeted to the
ground. The pilot was okay, but the mecha couldn't be moved.
"Time to finish you off." Jedite took aim at the defenseless Sandrock.
"No!" shouted Trowa. He jumped in front of Quatre's gundam causing the beam to target Heavy
Arms. Quickly, he guided it to another tree.
"You're going to run out of trees eventually!" Jedite called aiming again for Sandrock. Quatre
realized that they couldn't defeat Jedite. It didn't matter if the others hated him for it; he had to
get the senshi. It made no sense for them to die in a battle that others could win. He opened the
communicator.
This time when the weapon was fired Heero defended his comrade. Unfortunately, he wasn't
quite as swift as Trowa and couldn't outrun the beam. He fell inches from Quatre. Jedite took
aim again and Shenlong got in the way. Wufie didn't even attempt to outrun the beam. He
simply fell beside the others, clutching the good luck charm he had been given.
"Three down, two to go." While Jedite laughed sadistically, Quatre's heart sank. The senshi
couldn't get here in time. They were not going to make it. As a thick fog rolled in, the pilot
realized that he was mistaken.
"Supreme Thunder Dragon!" Out of the fog came the terrible beast of electricity, lighting the
steam around it like a horrifying strobe. It tore through Jedite's cannon, ripping it to shreds.
Cursing the Senshi, Jedite floated off the mangled machine. He was about to ask how the girls
had known where to find him, when another attack caught him off guard.
"Love me chain, encircle!"
Jedite found himself entangled in glowing yellow chains. They were much more powerful, and
more organized then when he had first fought the senshi. He looked to the other end of the
chain, to try to spot his attackers. Out of the fog walked five figures. They slowly came into
view. He recognized the girl who he was destined to be with back in the Silver Millenium, back
before he met Beryll and things went terribly wrong. He remembered back to when he had first
fought her. She had always been looking for a boyfriend. He had never seen a more boy crazy
person in his life. In her now, he saw a possible way out.
"Mars," He called. "I understand everything now, our past, our destiny. It was always you and
I. That is the way it is supposed to be."
The dark haired girl looked up at Shenlong and thought of it's pilot. Turning to Sailor Moon she
said quietly, but firmly, "Do it now."
Sailor Moon nodded and began her attack. Jedite let out a cry of defeat before being turned to
moondust.
The pilots hurried to emerge from their mecha.
"You women shouldn't have done that," Wufie remarked, "It was our fight."
"You're welcome. We were happy to save your lives," Rei kidded. When the Chinese boy
simply stared at her she added, "Oh, come on. It would have been a pointless death. We knew
we could win."
"You are, of course, correct," Wufei admitted. Then he quietly added, "Thank you."
"But how did you guys know where to find us?" Duo wondered.
"It doesn't matter," Heero responded, glancing knowingly at Quatre who blushed a little.
"It would appear," said Ami, in a hurry to draw attention away from the Arab, "that while we are
weak against machinery, the gundams are w. . . not extremely strong against magic."
"So it looks like we need one another," Heero just barely let a smile show.
"Don't worry," Usagi giggled. "We'll protect you."
The other Senshi laughed and expressed their agreement.
