Author's notes: Sorry it took so long, but I just tried my hardest to create a chapter that is worthy of all your wonderful eyes. Hope you enjoy!



Title: Bad As We Wanna Be

Author: SailorCandy

E-mail: Candyl2764@hotmail.com



~Mina~



"So, now what do we do," I asked the others.

"I don't know," Serena said, raising her broach. "I guess we're supposed to use these for some reason,"

"I guess so," Cynthia said "But who should do the honors,"

"You," Sere and I said at the same time.

"What? Why me,"

"Duh. Because you're the oldest," I said.

"Yeah by like 3 minutes,"

"Yeah, but you've lived a fuller life than we have. So if it's a trap, and these things will kill us, than you'll have some sort of, older sibling advantage," Sere said.

"Oh no you don't Rena. I'm not falling for that one again," C said.

"Falling for what?' Sere said with her innocent look.

"Okay okay!" I said "How about we all try it at the same time, that way no one will feel slighted, okay?"

"All right," they said.

We all raised our broaches to the air and closed our eyes.

"Dark Venus Power!"

"Dark Moon Power!"

"Dark Sun Power!"

"Make Up!" (AN Okay excuse the Japanese phrase with N/A names. For some reason I just felt like putting it in. K? Back to the story)

We were each bathed in a stream of light, the colors of our new broaches. I don't know how it felt for the others, but to the feeling came almost immediately. Not the feeling you get when you change from cotton jeans to a mini-skirt. But a very different kind of feeling. The feeling you get when you can feel your body temperature start to drop a little, and your squeeze down 3 sizes too small. The feeling you get when you know you're turning evil.

The light dropped soon, but the feeling remained. I observed my fellow scouts to see if any big changes had occurred physically. But nothing major appeared to have happened. Just small things that you really had to look for. Like the golden streaks that were in C"s dark hair. They had dulled to a silvery shade of gray, and popped out against the dark brown background more.

And Serena's once tranquil dark blue eyes. They had darkened to a cross between blue and black, and appeared completely lifeless.

"Hmm," C purred as she stretched her arms above her head. "This is probably how that bitch Beryl felt whenever she woke up in the morning,"

"Or that skank Rei," Sere added.

"Got that right," I said. "Evil, bitchy, and just plain old bad,"

"Yes," Sere hissed.

"So what do we do now?" I asked.

"Well I don't about you 2, but I feel like killing something," Sere said as she stepped to the front.

"Like what?" C asked.

"Just about anything," she said. Her eyes drifted to the table near the window. "How about?" she nodded towards the table.

"Be my guest," C said.

And that was all Serena needed. She raised her index finger and pointed to the table. Or rather the fish tank on the table. A couple of seconds later, smoke and bubbles started to rise from the tank, and the fish tried ti swim away. Then

Boom!

The tank exploded, sending water and fish guts everywhere. Serena blew on her finger.

C started to giggle.

"Nice," I said.

"Thanks,"

"Now what do we do," I asked again.

"How about we go kill people," C asked.

"Fine with me," I said.

"Let's go," Sere said as she started to walk out of the door, with me following.

"Wait!" C shouted. We turned around to see that she hadn't moved at all.

"We can't do this"

"Why not?" I asked, completely confused.

"Well for one thing we're not dressed right," (AN What did you think she was going to say)

I sighed with relief.

"You first," I said.

She raised her fingers and pointed at herself. In an instant, she had changed from a pair of overalls and a tank top, to a gray off the shoulder midriff top, with black leather hip huggers, and 3 inch heeled calf boots.

"Nice," I said "Your turn Sere,"

My only blonde cousin raised her fingers like her sister, and cast her own transformation spell. Her outfit was a black leather halter top that tied in the back, and a silk silver skirt with black strap sandals.

Then it was my turn. I chose a red slip dress with spaghetti dress, with a slit that reached up to my thigh, and shiny, leather platform sandals. We each had silk chokers wrapped around our necks, in our respective colors with our planet signs on them.

"Ready girls?" C asked.

"Ready!"

"Then let's play," she said as she popped out of existence.







Author's notes: Probably not the best chapter in the world, but hey, I'm only a teenager. Oh and remember



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