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Puppet Master Chapter Four
Complications, Complications…
Hotaru smiled contently at the passing clouds, wishing each on that passed by a good day. Not that I needed to, she thought ruefully. What do clouds have to worry about except going where they want and doing what they will? Clouds should be envied but no on seems to notice how easy the giant masses of fluff live. Hotaru and her friends-Amara, Michelle, Setsuna and Rini- were nearly at the Hikawa Temple, Ray's temple, and her mind seemed to focus on anything but the task at hand. Heero Yuy, you're…coming. I can feel it.
Rini sat between Amara and Setsuna, happily chatting away with the princess of Pluto. Her pink head was bobbing in time with some music playing on the radio, a song by one of the many popular boy bands from America. Hotaru smiled secretly. The pink haired girl proclaimed herself to be madly in love with one of the teens, going as far as planning her own wedding to the singer. Black hair shimmered lightly in the sunlight as Hotaru leaned onto the car's window, a soft smile playing across the girl's pale skin before sleep sank in to claim her.
…but rolled away moments later as a shadowy figure gently shook the dark warrior awake.
Hotaru yawned and absently rubbed the sleep from her eyes. Peering out the window, she was surprised to see that the sun had already set, the millions of stars in the skies already twinkling merrily in the black, velvety sky. "I had no idea that it would be so late when we reached the temple," she squinted her eyes but her view was still blurred by some haze, "neither did I guess that it would be so foggy. I can hardly see."
A dark chuckle was emitted from behind the girl.
Hotaru whirled around, not yet frightened but still very cautious of whatever was behind her. Instead of seeing her friends as she'd hoped but not truly expected, the girl saw nothing but more of the same darkness. It seemed to press up on her, suffocating her with its humidity and heat. Hotaru tried to turn back to the window but it had disappeared as well. Not that I really expected anything else.
The girl mentally sighed and whispered the password to unlock her Planet's power and transform into a fighter of some worth.
"Saturn Crystal Power!"
A flood of darkness poured from the dark crystal. Hotaru gasped in surprise and ripped the accursed thing from her chest. It gleamed black, a black so dark that it was visible through the fog surrounding it. And it grew. By the Goddess it grew. Soon it was tall enough to stand higher than even Darien and Amara. And it didn't stay in its original shape.
As it grew, the black jewel transformed itself into some sort of fiendish creature that vaguely resembled a slouched human.
Hotaru stepped back apprehensively. "W-what is this?" she demanded timidly to the silence. Instead of answering, it only pressed upon her with new strength and diligence. Hotaru tried to step away, to turn from the sight but her movements were slow and awkward. It was as though she was drowning in slow motion.
The creature stopped growing and a closer inspection revealed a slouched woman with venomously long silver hair. Except that the hair was now being dyed by the jewel to a dark coal black shade. With her head still hidden by wisps of silvery-soon-to-be-black bangs, the only other thing Hotaru could make out of her was the long and enormous robe the woman was wearing. Hotaru took a few deep breaths to fight the panic that threatened to overwhelm her and tried to clear her mind. "I just have to remember what Amara taught me. There's always something I can use to my advantage…I just have to find it. Oh gods what's going on? I can hardly breathe." Hotaru's voice turned into a steady weeping and choking sound as she collapsed to her knees. "I can't fight, not without my locket. What can I do? Amara? Michelle? Setsuna? Please help me!"
Hotaru's attention was focused sorely on forcing heavy breaths through her lungs that the slow steady approach of the woman went undetected until the robed figure lay a cool hand upon the girl's arm. "You look sick. Are you o.k.?"
Hotaru stared at the thing that her precious crystal had transformed into. Instead of possessing demon-like qualities that Hotaru had first suspected, the woman looked just like that, a woman. Albeit a very familiar looking one.
Hotaru breathed in sharply. "Queen Serenity?"
A hearty laugh escaped from the woman's pale features that did look very, almost disconcertingly like the ancient Queen of the Moon Kingdom. But the coloring was off. The woman's black hair held a few strands of its previous silver pigment and her eyes flashed a deep mysterious black. But other than that, she could pass by as the Queen herself. If Hotaru hadn't noticed the faint but still present scar on her forehead. A scar the shape of a crescent moon. The symbol of Lunarian Royalty.
The woman's eyes twinkled in delight. "You give me far too much honor, Princess Hotaru."
Hotaru blushed brightly. "Forgive me. It's just that you look so much like the Queen."
Another string of pearly laughter danced from the woman's mouth. "I know. I do get that all the time. I myself have noticed the resemblance." Hotaru missed the flash of hate in those dark eyes. "I consider it a blessing." She stood gracefully. "Can I help you up?"
Hotaru stood shakily. Looking around, she saw not the black darkness but a very peaceful lagoon hidden by dozens of weeping willows. It was still dark as Hotaru turned her gaze heavenward, noticing the silvery moon and the skies countless arrays of stars. "Where am I?"
"Oh, this is my, call it home if you will. I live here with the stars and birds to keep me company. I must admit that I was overwhelmed with joy when you decided to visit me. And I'm sorry about that. I needed something to use to help connect my home to you."
"Visit you? No, I didn't mean to come here. It's not like I don't want to stay or anything, "Hotaru explained hurriedly as a spasm of pain crossed the woman's fair features, "it's just that I have so many things I must do. I don't even know where this place is. I don't even know who you are!"
The woman looked at Hotaru confusedly. "You mean to say you don't know? Hotaru, we're inside of you! This is a real place, I admit but you came here by yourself. At the moment you're projecting yourself to this place. You came to my home by your own free will and all I did was open the door. Please don't go just yet! I've been so alone, so very alone."
Those simple words chilled Saturn to the bone as her own loneliness was wretched from the past to present itself again, to torture her as she saw another who held the same pain inside. She looked at the shimmering moon a moment and a sorrowful sound escaped from her lips. "I'll stay. But only for awhile. I would stay longer if I could. And I promise to come as often as I can." The look of triumph that flashed across the woman's face went unnoticed as well as the clear look of calculating that sized up the small warrior of Saturn. Hotaru tried to remember something the woman had said but a fog of forgetfulness was settling over her. Her eyes seemed to frown in concentration. "You said you needed my locket to…"
"To connect with each other. That's all. I didn't do anything to it, this is all in your brain of course. Please forgive me for not saying this earlier. My name is Mal Captivo." A brilliant smile lit Mal's face. "And I will wait for your visits with thrill and eagerness." Her eyes acquired a far away look. "I believe your friends need you now, Princess. Please visit me. I'll understand and I'll help you with whatever I can." Her head bowed slightly. "Goodbye for now."
Hotaru gasped awake as Amara shook her gently awake. Her body reacted to the touch with such backlash that Hotaru hit her head on the car's ceiling.
Chuckles sounded from all around her. "Have a bad dream?" Amara asked good-naturedly. Hotaru turned to stare at her.
*****
A dark storm was moving in. For that, Phillip was thankful. The storm would cover his entrance into this dimension. He had to admit that their passage through the two dimensions and the commotion it would cause had worried him no little amount.
Behind him, a dark shape loomed, following his lead with blind loyalty. No, Phillip thought cynically. Not loyalty. Indifference. The person behind him gave no care to what would happen to himself. All that he cared about was to fulfill the mission. Any missions assigned were completed with astonishing accuracy and flawlessness. A frightening thought if one were to dwell on it long. Phillip was not such a person.
When Phillip had first heard of Heero Yuy, he'd taken the privilege of accessing any data about this so called super human and was surprised to find the number of files on Heero Yuy, a pacific leader who'd been assassinated by the now non-existent OZ Organization. However, dozens of leads were presented about dozens of people who also held the name 'Heero Yuy.'
The leads had proven worthless and though a number of the boys were the same age as the one Phillip was assigned to find, none matched the description of ruthlessness and calculating precision. Until he'd managed to eavesdrop on a conversation about the popular pacifist leader Relena Dorlien. Pacifists, Phillip thought angrily. They talked of peace without wars. Such ideas were idiocy. Pacifists were nothing but cowards hiding behind a shield a peace that they could drop at any moment. Such people couldn't and never would be trusted-at least not by those who knew better.
The idea of the killing machine Heero and the peaceful leader Dorlien being connected was staggering. How the two received the other's presence without a major conflict was nothing short of a miracle. When he'd discovered that there were five such children running around with such power, Phillip nearly had a fit. It didn't take too long to discover the five pilot's whereabouts and with the information provided to him by his Queen, Phillip needed less than a month to bring Heero Yuy to his side. And so there they were, with Phillip leading Heero dutifully through a dark and deep forest on the ruling planet of this dimension. Soon, he thought, I'll be rewarded. And then, me and my brother will go back to our own dimension. A smile flickered on his face as he closed in on their destination.
Not too far behind, Heero quickly calculated what his surroundings were, how he could use them to his advantage and what the blonde man before him was planning. It was obvious from Phillip's rushed stride that they were going to see the man's leader, an event that Heero was anticipating from the first few days spent in that icy cabin. Heero was still dressed in his new trademark clothing-a long, black trenchcoat, baggy black jeans hiding a multitude of weapons, a black muscle shirt and a pair of fingerless leather gloves. Already, many of his scars were fading away but the three on his face-one below his left eye, a cross shaped scar on his right cheek and the long scar running from beneath his right ear beneath his shirt-still plastered themselves on his harsh yet young face. Hidden beneath the fold of the trenchcoat, Heero could still feel the sliced skin on his arms, yet another tattoo of his previous life.
Phillip swung his head around to look into the deep cobalt eyes. His cleared his throat with a tint of nervousness before smiling and bringing a hand up to brush the strands of blonde hair from his face. "Heero, I know that you want to see my boss and all but I'm not sure that she's going to be taking visitors right now. You'll have to wait here a minute, that all right?"
Heero said nothing but made no movement to follow the tall blonde as he moved away. Instead, the teen took the time to inspect his surroundings more thoroughly. Thunder roared through the heavens and lightening raced across the sky in jagged streaks as though it was racing itself. The smell of rain was everywhere, both refreshing and dispiriting as it cleansed the forest. Birds chirped merrily high in the trees while owls hooted warnings of the coming downfall. Occasionally a branch high above snapped from the pressure of roaming squirrels while the bushes swayed from the passing movements of foxes and stray cats. Then came the rain.
*****
Serena stared from the only window in the room, watching as the rain fell from its heavenly place on high. How does it feel to fall so far? How does it feel to fall so far to reach the only place you want to be, only to be rejected? How does the rain feel? A single tear cascaded down her pale cheek as she lovingly caressed the picture of her and Darien, standing together in a loving embrace that day so long ago.
I always fall for my friends. I always try to be the best for them. Do they accept me? Or am I like the rain, falling so far to be rejected at the end?
Outside, a dreary mist of falling water droplets began to fall as Serena watched the depressing shade of gray hiding what was once a clear blue sky.
*****
At first, it was nothing but a light mist, barely wetting the forest's life. Then the thunder roared again and the rain followed its command to drench the pathetic creatures below. The mist became a light drizzle and the thunder roared in outrage as lightening raced across the sky as though proving the point. Drizzle became spray which turned into a steady pour of wet water. The birds still chirped happily in their sheltered homes, sometimes letting out a pitch of outrage as the branches protecting them from the rain broke from the pressure before flying off to a new location. A single fox walked depressingly in the rain, stopping to lick its paws before continuing on its way with its tail placed firmly between hind legs. Lightening raced and thunders roared and soon even the chirping birds were silenced from the amazing view of the falling drops of rain.
"Why are you standing in the rain?"
Heero stood still as the shadow he'd been watching walked from its concealment to reveal a cloaked figure with wisps of silver escaping from beneath the cowl. It wasn't too hard to figure out who the male was. "Sydin. Brother of Phillip." His tone was indifference but with a touch of acknowledgement.
Sydin smiled as he removed his cloak. Beneath it he was still dry as the falling rain hit an invisible shield protecting him from its chill. Heero acknowledged the man's elvish features but made no outer sign of bafflement.
"So," Sydin purred, a hand curled up to remove stay strands of hair from his perfect face, "You're the one our Mistress is so…dedicated to. Interesting. In all my dreams, I'd never guessed that one who would hold the awesome powers you're rumored to possess would look so," his tongue quickly wetted thin lips, "young."
Heero watched as Sydin advanced and immediately assessed the silver haired one's weakness. His face remained expressionless but his muscles readied themselves motionlessly.
Sydin stopped a few yards away from the piercing glare of those intriguing cobalt eyes and forced a laugh. "You don't really think I'd harm you in anyway? It would be unprofessional." His eyes took on a shrewd look and his voice became a steady and deep purr. "Besides, we are on the same side, are we not? So please don't feel threatened by me. I wouldn't pose the least of a threat to you, Heero Yuy."
Heero said nothing but with a quick movement had Sydin on the ground with a wicked blade to his throat. His voice was cold as he replied "We may be allies but I've never trusted even my closest allies." His knife disappeared in a quick motion as Heero backed away to his first position and the next second Sydin was standing and brushing off patches of dirt.
"Be like that," he hissed as he turned and vanished beneath the trees. Heero still remained tense for many minutes after his 'ally' left the area, watching the path the elf had taken before allowing his mind to continue evaluate the sounds of the forest.
*****
"Serena was suppose to be here hours ago! Where is she?"
Ray stormed around the small room that was hers in the temple. Lita and Mina crowded worriedly around the bedroom's only window but their vision was obscured by the torrent of rain. In the middle of the room was a small oak table loaded down with comics and books that were going to be used in the group's study time. Now they lay forgotten as water flooded the streets and storm drains and as thunder roared to life.
Amy stood just outside, beneath the roof's protective shield from the rain. Her specialty was water and even now, a strange sensation was filling the blue headed girl's soul, a connection to the otherwise savage onslaught of rainfall. Her eyes were closed in pure pleasure, the smell of faint touch of water sending blissful chills down her spine.
Ray continued stalking the room in an attempt to further her brain's thinking and come up with a plausible solution to their leader's absence. "Damn it! She's always late but never this late. And she would have called. Where is she?" A definite touch of worry showed itself.
Luna left her sprawled position to walk up to the fretting girl and lazily stretched out. "You shouldn't be so worried Ray. Serena's always been late for some reason or other. I wouldn't be surprised if she called to say she was 'stuck' in the arcade and had to stay there until the rain stopped falling. Or she could be at home. You know how thunder scares her. She'll be hiding under a ton of blankets when we find her, probably sleeping. Just let it be." Her sleek black form contrasted with that of the pure whiteness of Artemis who was sleeping contently not too far away.
Ray sighed. "I guess so but…I don't know." Her eyes turned to the storm outside. "I'm getting really bad vibes from this storm. It's not natural."
Luna watched Ray's face intently for a moment and then curled up in the girl's lap. "I know the feeling but then again, what storm is?"
*****
Phillip watched from a distance and began laughing as his brother showed up, the angry expression on that elvish face quite humorous.
"Oh shut up," Sydin snapped angrily as he sat on the ground and absently traced ancient emblems on the soggy floor. His face was still twisted in rage and defeat-well, momentary defeat. Already a new plan to capture the boy was forming itself in Sydin's garnet eyes.
Phillip stepped forward with a sigh. "You should have known better," his said in a teasing voice. "Or you could have been smart enough to have asked me first whether you'd get him. It's not like you to be so reckless. Mistress Serne would be displeased-"
"Our mistress would never be displeased with us. A bit annoyed, yes, but never fully displeased. And besides, she always promised I could have one. Just to know how they taste." A lustful glare lit up his eyes. "And this one looks extremely delicious."
Phillip smiled viciously. "Don't try to attack him. You'll get a nasty surprise."
Sydin glared at his younger brother. "You think I don't know that!" he demanded shrilly. "He has to be powerful to catch Serne's eye. A straight out attack would be fatal. Do you know what happened? He was ready to kill me if I went any closer! He would have killed me! Me, Serne's top assassin and spy. And what's worse is that he would have done it." Sydin's voice faded to a grumbling sound.
Phillip laughed. Brushing a hand through his blonde hair, a ridiculing smile matched his tone of voice as he teased "So that's what's bothering you! You're angry because a mere child would be able to defeat you in battle!"
Sydin glared but said nothing.
Still laughing, Phillip jokingly suggested "If you're so worried, why don't you kill him? No wait, Serne needs him. Hmm, well, you could always turn him into an ally."
Sydin whirled to yell at his brother, a flash of silver in one hand catching the light of the moon. "How exactly would I do that?" His dagger was gripped tightly in one hand while the other was firmly holding onto the neck of Phillip's shirt. "The boy wouldn't trust me if I laid down naked before him." His grip loosened and pushed Phillip back, nearly forcing him to the muddy ground.
"Jeez, I don't know. But you should just go like you always do. I mean-wait, no nevermind. It wouldn't work on him. Well, how about you show him around?"
"What do you mean?"
"Well, he's never been here before. He'll need a guide. And I'll be conveniently busy-not that he trusts me. So you'll show him around. And don't lie to him! I swear, the boy got's some sort of lie detector. He nearly cut off my head when we first got here and I said we were still on the same planet. He was like 'tell me the truth or die.' I thought he'd really cut off my head when I said we switched dimensions but he put away his knife and didn't say anymore."
Sydin looked thoughtfully to where Heero was standing. A cruel smile was on his face. "I see your point. In a place like this, you have to trust someone. And if he trusts me, I may be able to get some sort of…arrangement between us two. After all, he does look so delicious."
*****
Serne lay with a knowing air, summoning the colors of the Scouts once again. The once radiant blue of the Moon was fading while the others had begun waning themselves. Still off to the side was the violent purple, now joined with a vicious and dark shade of cobalt blue. She gently caressed the two colors gently, calling up their images.
The dark green of Pluto flickered. Serne frowned and focused on it. It only flickered when the girl was messing around in time. A most annoying habit but one that caused her no end of frustration. If Pluto knew of her…no, there was nothing the warrior could do. Even if she knew, it was too late for her to do anything since she was forbidden to change time. Pluto would only be allowed to watch as her world unraveled once again. Laughing, Serne turned her attention to the view of the one 'Scout' who was anything but that.
Sailor Scouts were champions of love, justice and peace. This one pretended to be a Scout but was called the champion of destruction. She could never truly be a Scout.
Hotaru was glancing around warily, still cautious from her 'dream.' Around her were the Outer Scouts. The Sailor Scout Uranus seemed to be standing over her protectively. Ironic. You think to protect her when you once wished to destroy her and soon she'll be the one to destroy you. The other two, Pluto and Neptune, stood around her like parents. Or children, watching over a precious but still imitation doll. A cruel smile played on Serne's lips. "Play time's nearly over. She won't be you're little doll for much longer so enjoy her while you can, Scouts."
But movement drew her eyes to the startling sight of two malicious Prussian eyes and the handsome face accompanying them. Serne held in a gasp at the sight of him. Never had she imagined such an image. His chilling eyes were watching, calculating everything around him. But he stopped to stare at her. And Serne felt the true fear of death in his gaze. Is image had formed while she was focusing on the Scouts and though it was just an image, he seemed to be able to see he the same way she saw him.
Such power. Who could have known that one would have such power? And with his power, nothing will stop me from taking my revenge. The nagging fear, the chill that passed through her refused to settle down. She ignored it and let the feel of her soon triumph overpower any doubts she might have had. Soon.
*****
Duo was standing in the middle of the kitchen. He knew that for a fact. The chandeliers chimed gracefully above him, set off by a cool breeze. They weren't lit yet, the day still too early, but the light of the sun passing through their clear pieces gave the room an eerie feel. And the noise wasn't helping either.
Wufei suddenly appeared but Duo wasn't sure whether the Chinese had always been seating in one of the room's cushioned seats, unnoticed, or whether the pilot had also been whisked away like he himself had been. The last thing he remembered was laying his head down on the velvet pillow and trying to forget about the murderous expression on Heero's face…
"What the hell?" Wufei leaped up and whirling around in apparent confusion. The chair he'd been seating on was thrown backwards from the sudden movement but the motion of its falling to the floor seemed to be held in slow motion as it fell sluggishly in a casual way before crashing to the floor with a crack. Wufei jumped at the noise and turned to discover that the chair had mysteriously righted itself and that he was not alone in the strange view of the pilots' kitchen. He pointed an accusing finger towards the braided pilot and questioned "Where are we, Maxwell? Why am I not resting in my bed and dreaming of my people?"
Duo shrugged helplessly. "I don't know. I just got here myself. Why don't you just sit down? There's got to be someone behind this-"
He was interrupted by a soft "Oh!" and the two turned to see Quatra sitting in a discomforting position between two chairs. One leg was tangled in the arm rest of a chair while the other seemed to be curled around the chair's leg and his upper body seemed to have fallen into the lap of the other chair.
Duo laughed as Wufei gave Quatra a look and turned around to continue mumbling choice phrases.
Quatra gave them a pined smile and turned to get out of the chairs.
And found a pair of hands helping him from the tangle. Trowa said nothing but within moments the two joined the other pair near the room's entrance.
"Does anyone have an idea about what's going on?" Quatra asked as he rubbed a sore spot on his arm.
Everyone shrugged. "Last thing I remember is going to bed," Duo announced as he unconsciously began braiding stray strands of his hair. "As soon as I closed my eyes, poof. I'm here. Kind of weird though, I mean I was planning on raiding the kitchen tonight. At first I thought that's what I was doing but-"
"Enough, Maxwell. We don't need you're life's history," Wufei snarled. He looked towards the ceiling. "I am suppose to be with the spirits of my people! Who dares to interfere with my dreams?"
Trowa shook his head. "I had just fallen asleep as well."
Quatra shrugged. "Then we must still be asleep."
What are you doing in my dreams?" Wufei snarled. "Leave this place at once!"
"Hey chill. You're in my dream, remember. I got here first so it's my dream."
"Duo, you were the first one to go to sleep!" Quatra chided.
"So? First come, first serve. Remember?"
Trowa shook his head. "This is probably a combination of all our dreams."
"Then why are we in the kitchen? I mean, I would have liked to have been in a nightclub or something but a kitchen!"
"Duo!"
Wufei snarled again. "Isn't it obvious. We're here because the spirits want to tell us something. And it has to do with this kitchen. NOT your nightclub Maxwell!"
"What's so important about the kitch-"
The four lapsed into silence. Trowa cleared his throat and said the forbidden word. "Heero."
"MAN! Even when I'm trying to sleep, that guy bugs me!" Duo scratched the back of his head with a bemused expression on his face.
"I'm surprised to see you got it. And so quickly." From behind them entered a single woman with long green hair. She was wearing a sailor suit of some sort with long, key-like staff. Her miniskirt was cut very short and revealed long, slender legs. "My name is Sailor Pluto and I've come to ask you for your help."
The four said nothing but each tensed. Moments passed in silence and Quatra finally stepped forward. "My name's Quatra. How did you get here and where is 'here?'"
Sailor Pluto smiled, easing the strict expression on her face. "I have the power to…enter dreams. And I've entered your dreams and collided them, to make it more convenient for the both of us. This way, I'll be able to get your answers all together and you'll be able to conference if you need to."
Silence returned and this time it was Wufei who stepped up. His face was twisted in distrust and suspicion. "Who are you? I know nothing of a 'Sailor Pluto' and it's obvious that it's not your true name."
Sailor Pluto nodded in acknowledgement and replied "My true name is of no importance to you at this moment because I don't exist on your world."
"Woah wait a minute. You don't exist and yet here you are. Is it just me or is there some seriously contradicting facts in there?" Duo's cheerful tone hid the seriousness in his manner to all but the most observant.
A smile lit the woman's face. "Please, I know you won't believe me at first but what I will tell you is the truth. I come from another dimension-"
The stunned and flat out disbelief on the pilots' faces gave her a moment of pause.
"-and I know where your friend is."
"What 'friend' would that be?" Trowa's soft yet commanding voice asked with respect but had an undertone of disdain.
Pluto brushed the bangs from her face and gripped her staff tighter. She looked a little frightened and whispered a single word.
Quatra stepped forward. "I'm sorry we didn't hear you."
She looked at them and her horror was crystal clear. She swallowed and took a deep breath. "His name is Heero Yuy." Her voice quivered and she looked as though she was expecting someone to rush in and beat her for even daring to mention his name.
Quatra was stunned. "Heero?" She flinched but nodded. "You know where Heero is?"
Pluto nodded again. Her face twisted up in anger and her voice was enraged. "He was transported to my dimension from this one hundreds of years ago. Since then, the demon has caused the deaths of billions of people and is no longer content with just the killing of the innocents. Already, he holds my princess captive along with the rest of her personal body guards. It is said that he tortures them daily and forces them to feasts upon the flesh of the ones he's killed. Even now, he will be forcing them to watch as he rips out the heart of a child and cooks its body, serving it as a delicacy."
Wufei stared at her a moment and began to laugh. The laughter ripped through his throat and soon he was lying on the floor, gasping for air between fits of laughter. Duo soon was laughing as well while Quatra settled for displaying an unsettled look and Trowa remained silent as ever.
Duo held out a hand and tried to calm down. Wheezing, he looked the enraged female in the eye and asked "How is it that Heero's been gone for about two days but you say he's been gone for hundreds of years? And wouldn't he have, oh I don't know, died of old age? I don't know about my friends but got to say you've must be mad or something."
Wufei smirked. "Somehow, I cannot see Heero Yuy 'torturing' his victims. No, Heero prefers to give them quick deaths. He does not like to become associated with his victims in anyway. The Heero you speak of cannot be the one we know."
Pluto's face became desperate. "Please, you must listen to me! I've come from the future to help change the past-"
"So now you're not only from another dimension-which is crazy enough, you're also from the future where Heero's some sort of raging, immortal demon set on destroying your world who's also become a cannibal and tears out the hearts of little kids. Is that it?" Duo turned to look at the other pilots. "Does anyone here believe this?"
"No, please! What can I do to get you to believe me?"
Trowa looked at her with a sharp glare. "If you're from another dimension, how is it possible for you to get to this one?"
Pluto held out her staff. "This is the Key of Time. It opens the Gates of Time and Space. I was able to transport an image of myself to this dimension to get your help. I can get you to my dimension and when you're finished there, I'll be able to transport you back. I myself cannot truly leave my own dimension, this is the best I can do. Please. You can help your friend and he will be able to return here."
Trowa looked over the wooden staff with disinterest. "If this is the best proof you can offer, I'm afraid we cannot believe you."
The pilots turned away and began walking away. "Do you think, if we go to our own bedrooms, we'll see ourselves sleeping?" Duo asked impishly.
Quatra shrugged. "Who knows. I think that if we're sleeping, all we have to do is go to sleep to leave this dream. It's worth a shot."
"Wait!" Pluto's hand shot towards her chest to a crystal lying between her breasts. "I have some more…proof."
The four stopped. Wufei yawned. "This is going no where. I say we ignore her and go to bed."
"We should give her one last chance," Quatra argued. "It's not like it'll hurt us."
"True, I guess."
Pluto fingered her locket nervously. Last shot. She closed her eyes and slowly forced her powered back into the locket, detransforming to her alter-self. In a flash of light, Sailor Pluto was replaced by Setsuna Meioh.
The four looked at her with an astounded look. Pulling up a chair, Duo motioned for her to take a seat. "So, you're from the future…"
*****
Author's note:
-Sorry, it's been awhile since my last post but…hey, I got a life you know! And besides, my AOL (DAMN AOL TO THE BURNING PITS OF HELL AND BEYOND) has been acting up, *again*. So, yea…hehehe.
-I have this really dark and evil story in my head. Heheheh. The first few parts of this story will be just like an 'intro' but soon we'll get into the dark and gory part of the story I made up and just love!!! Yes, I've been called evil by no few amount of people.
-I don't think U2 should have gotten that one awards. I don't know which one it was but Red Hot Chile Peppers were competing with them and the Peppers should have won.
-If you're looking for an AWESOME read and you've played FF7, you've gotta read A Long Hard Raod by Twig. Just awesome.
-Yes, right now I'm just stalling 'cause I really don't want to stop writing but…*sigh* oh well. In case you didn't notice, I decided to do some spring cleaning on this chapter. Not like it's important or anything.