Kale yawned which annoyed everyone even himself. He
couldn't help it. A person's natural reaction towards
sleepiness is to yawn and he did not want to sleep in a cell.
Sage sat in a corner of the cell at the very end, far away from
everyone else. Lita and Ami sat on the side opposite to
Kale. Only one word could describe the atmosphere in the
room. Bored.
"This place stinks," Lita commented to no one, breaking the
hour-long silence.
"Actually, this smells alot better than the other cell," Ami
tried to lighten the mood. I can't believe this is the
second cell I've been in this week!
"This place still stinks."
Everyone was silent again.
"Halo," Kale had to ask this, "What gave you the idea to
drive without a license, do something illegal
without a license, and get all of us
punished when you are the only one at fault?"
Sage merely closed his eyes, silent and
unresponsive.
"Yeah, Halo," Lita had to be sarcastic, "Why'd you do it,
Halo?" She walked over to mock him in his face. "That
wasn't a very wise thing to do, Halo. That was very foolish of
you, Halo. Are you listening to me, Halo? Having your
innocent friends locked up in a jail cell isn't very courteous of
you, Halo."
Sage aimed a punch straight for her face, but she dodged,
grabbed his arm and flung him away. However, he held onto her
wrist and used her own momentum to his advantage, taking her with
him when she threw him into the middle of the cell. The two
instantly began their own personal bloodbath.
Kale and Ami closed their eyes and shook their heads
sadly. The two deserved whatever injuries they may
recieve.
Pikachu stretched once again, unable to sleep. It's
almost midnight. I wonder what Sage and the others are doing
this late... Walking slowly to prevent the boards from creaking
and waking everyone up, Pikachu climbed up the stairs. There
were six rooms that it glanced at briefly, remembering which room
belonged to whom. Ami and Serena occupied one. Raye and
Lita shared one and Mina had one to herself. Sage and Darien
shared the forth and the fifth was were the portal was being
kept. Dais, Sekhmet, and Kale had the last one.
It crept up to the last one very carefully and looked
inside. Dais was sound asleep and Sekhmet was out like a
rock. Seth slithered off the arm of the Warlord of Venom at a
leisurely pace. Pikachu seemed to smirk and walked
inside. This was too perfect.
It eyed its prey cautiously, then at the warlord who was
still asleep, and again at the snake. Seth stared at the
animal with cold, emotionless eyes. Heh, this is too easy,
Pikachu licked its lips and extended its claws. It's
good to know that there are still some things I enjoy that doesn't
require me using my Thundershock.
Seth raised his head, tongue tasting the air. Pikachu
raised its paw and brought it down for a perfect aim to the snake's
head... and hit... nothing, but air! Seth vanished! The
Pokemon then looked up to see a man sitting in bed wide awake,
staring down at the animal with those cold reptilian yet human eyes
with Seth once again coiled completely over his arm.
The next thing Pikachu knew, it was being held a few feet off
the ground by a hand that held too much dewlap around the neck for
comfort. Pikachu squirmed, but the man's grip tightened.
Pikachu stopped struggling and gazed into the eyes that were a
frightening mixture of human and snake.
Raye said that Sage had scarey eyes... Has she even
noticed this guy's? "Did you sleep good, Sekhmet?"
The Warlord tossed the Pokemon into the wall. Pikachu
let out a small
grunt as it crashed to the floor with a thud. Ignoring
the pain, it
asked, "Why'd you do that for?" Sekhmet's eyes were set
ablaze and
to avoid further punishment, Pikachu ran out towards the
first floor.
After a fw moments, the warlord closed the door and laid in
bed.
"Well, that was certainly different," Dais spoke. "One
doesn't see that
Everyone crowed around the payphone. They decided
unanimously that Sage would be the one to call the house. They
prayed to the Creators that the phone over there still worked and
luckily it did. Officer Jennson watched them to make sure
everything went smoothly with great interest, hoping Seiji would
finally learn his lesson. She would never call his father or
grandfather. More than likely he had gotten used to their
punishments and the embarrassment he exprienced tonight should be
punishment enough.
"Hello?" A squeaky voice answered, puzzled, wondering who
could possibly call.
"Pikachu? Hi. Is everyone up? I need
to-"
"Sage! HI! It's way past midnight! What
happened? You haven't gotten into a wreck, have you?"
Background noises could be heard. It seemed like the other
people were just begining to wake up.
"Everything's fine. I'm just - We're just in
jail. That's all."
"Jail is not fine!" There were startled and curious
murmurs in the background. "What happened to Darien's
car? You didn't race, did you?" Silence from Sage.
"I told you to think about racing, not actually
race!"
Deciding to take pity on the already tortured Sage, Kale
snatched the phone, choosing to be the bearer of bad news.
Sage did not deserve to be verbally abused by a rat. "I want
to speak with Mamoru."
The Warlord instantly jerked the phone away from his ear,
rubbing it with his free hand.
"Wow. Is Darien that upset?" Jupiter
wondered.
"No. It's the blonde brat with meatballs." He
handed the phone to Ami, one of the few talented people who can calm
the meatballhead down.
"Ami!" Serena shrieked. "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine, Serena. Everyone's fine. No one's hurt
or anything."
"Yes, we're all stuck in jail. It would be best if
I-"
"Kale didn't break the law, did he? Oohh, that
punk!"
"No, no. Kale didn't do anything wrong. Sage is
the only one who broke the law."
Jupiter offered to tell Darien. Mercury handed her the
phone.
"Serena, I have to talk to Darien. Pronto." After
a moment or two, Lita was explaining the situation to Mamoru.
"Surprisingly, there's no bail to pay. All we really need is
someone to pick us up." She gave Sage the evil eye. "It
seems as though having driving exprience and having a driver's
license are two very different things."
Durog looked out the window, thinking. Those petty
soldiers are useless. The Messiah was right. Leaders do
have to risk lives in a war. I know plenty of people who would
be willing to fight. If I could kill her without sacrificing
any other lives in the process, then the Messiah's anger and sadness
would be considerably less...
Soft padded footsteps could be heard in the room. Durog
heard the sound enough to know who the trespasser was yet he did
nothing about it and did not turn to face her. These meetings
were a common harmless occurence.
"How's your Messiah?" Yogenchi asked. Despite her age,
her voice was still as strong and firm as it was all those years ago
when she first started this mission.
He spoke without turning his head, "I thought you were
against the Messiah. What's your purpose here?"
"I, the Magia, am neutral in these matters. I noticed
you have gained an army. Is the Messiah happy?"
"The army will be disbanded as soon as Jupiter is dead.
Dura and I have gotten ourselves into this mess and we must be in it
until the end."
"I see. So you disobeyed the Messiah and raised an
army. Has it occured to you that pacifists absolutely detest
armies?"
Durog's jaw clenched slightly. "This army is necessary
to protect the Messiah from his enemies. You say that you are
neutral yet you are subtlely raising a small group against the
Messiah."
Yogenchi sighed somberly. "Sad, isn't it? That we
both want peace for the Realm, but our ways of achieving it are what
makes us enemies. I have picked out my warriors just in case
another Great War does occur, but they remain ignorant, living
normal lives, unaware of what is actually going on. There is a
difference in picking soldiers and actually training
soldiers."
"If the majority believes in the Messiah, there would be no
need for violence."
"Yes. Why fight against something you worship?
Both of our plans are also hovering on a thin, fragile line.
The cards aren't revealing much these days. Tell the Messiah
that I still pray for the day that his sanity returns."
"The Messiah is perfectly sane."
"Ah, you're still as blind as when I first met you. I
pray for the day you learn to see colors. I cannot stay much
longer for I have more important things to do in the Realm."
Yogenchi left to return to her tribe.
So, the Magia is also against the Messiah. How come
it's the pacifists who attract the worst enemies? Durog waved
his hand in the air, creating a vision that showed him where Makoto
was. Jail? Well, that's a first. Magia's
death would come after Makoto's.
Darien went alone. Serena and Pikachu insisted on going
with them, but everyone managed to convince them to stay.
Dais, the eternal spy, followed naturally, disguised in an
illusion. The Dark Warlord of Illusion would rather watch life
than be active in it unless there was a battle and this guaranteed
to be an amusing show.
Rez was a thief, murderer, common criminal. He was
someone the Messiah deemed worthless because of the long jail
record, but nevertheless, the Messiah would be saddened to learn of
his death if he had died. Durog was reminded of why Dura and
he chose to use the Dynasty for their army. The soldiers there
were merely people who were already dead, reborn into mindless
slaves.
Durog approached the criminal who traveled down an
alley. "You are Rez, I presume?"
"Yeah, I thought everyone knew who I was." The theif
knew this guy wasn't an undercover cop. There weren't any cars
nearby and the alley was clear of anything that might hide police
from sight and undercover cops never speak in that
manner.
"I was merely making sure I had to right man for the
job."
"What job? What is it and how much does it
pay?"
Durog pulled a picture out of his pocket. "You are an
expert assassin?"
"Occasionally. I got caught once or twice, but got away
with dozens more."
Durog showed him the picture. "I want you to kill this
girl. I'll pay you five thousand."
Rez whistled. "If I didn't know any better, I'd say
she's Sailor Jupiter."
"Are you retarded or something? I can't go around
killing Main Characters! If a Main Character dies, man, this
Realm is dust! Worse than dust!" If a Main Character
dies.and a Creator did not plan it and there is no way to bring that
character back, the anime that character belonged to would cease to
exist. Animes exist for the Main Characters and the Realm is
dependent upon the existance of animes. If an anime ceased to
exist, the entire Realm would eventually cease to
exist.
"Sailor Jupiter had died before. The existance of this
Realm is not so dependent upon her life as it is upon Characters
from different Animes. She died plenty of times before, but
the imperial moon crystal is needed to bring her back."
"Okay, so her death is possible. But she's Sailor
Jupiter! She'll kick my butt in an instant. How do you
expect me to kill her?"
"How would you react if I told you that Sailor Jupiter is
locked away in a jail cell and unable to transform?"
"Honestly? That's the best joke I've heard in a long
time. Besides if the cops see me around without other blue
uniforms following me, they'll know something's going
on."
"How about if I raise the price to ten
thousand?"
"I'll check the place out. I'm not saying I'll do
anything, I'm just gonna check it out and might do
something."
Rowen stumbled into the living room, yawning. He rubbed
his eyes and glanced at the clock. Four o'clock. I've
never slept that late before. Then,
he made his way into the kitchen where everyone seemed to be busy,
especially Sai and Mia.
Ryo was sitting at the table across from Kento with White
Blaze's front half lying on his lap, slowly massaging the tiger's
fur. Kento appeared bored and gazed warily at a plate filled
with chocolates in the middle of the table, daydreaming. Sai
hovered over the stove, probably fixing eggs or sausage or both, and
occasionally glancing inside. Mia was washing
dishes.
Upon the sight of sweets, Rowen instantly took a seat and
reached for the chocolate only to have his hand slapped back by an
angry Kento. "What's wrong? It's not like one of these
is going to spoil my appetite."
White Blaze groaned as his master decided to explain, "You
get drunk on sugar."
"I'm only going to have one!"
"Those aren't yours anyway."
"Oh, yeah? Well, who do those belong to?"
"Kousei," Kento explained, sitting up straight and crossing
his arms. "Sai's doing me a favor."
"I only want one," Rowen whined.
Mia finished the dishes and sat down. Shortly
afterwards, lunch was ready even though it seemed more like
breakfast. White Blaze hopped into the chair that was normally
reserved for Sage, but Sage probably wouldn't back for awhile, so no
one minded.
"What's Kousei like?" Ryo asked Kento, who for obvious
reasons was the last to get lunch.
The bearer of Hardrock sat down, sausage resting on his
fork. "Well, she's, um, nice, I guess, when she wants to
be. She's really pretty." He gulped the sausage whole
and instantly spit it out. "Sai! Did you have to get it
that hot? You almost incinerated my tongue!
Man!" His glass of milk was emptied immediately.
Kento broke the yokes of his eggs and without hesitation
began to eat again.
"Is she a good cook?" asked Sai.
Ryo chuckled, "She has to be if Kento likes
her."
"Guys, you wouldn't believe this but, Kousei has a bigger
appetite than me."
"Kento, that's not physically possible," said
Rowen.
"Why did trust have to be my symbol?" muttered
Sai.
"How did you meet her?" Mia asked.
Kento finished his eggs and picked at the remaining sausages,
wondering if they were safe enough to eat. "I forget when we
first met. I've known her all my life. My family always
visited the tribe when they passed into this
territory."
"Tribe?" pondered Rowen. Everyone stopped eating.
Even White Blaze had a speculative look. "The only tribe that
comes into this territory is the Majol Tribe."
Kento nibbled on a sausage, then, deciding it wouldn't burn
him, gulped it down and proceeded to do the same thing to the other
sausages. "Yeah, she's the future Magia."
That's when everyone seemed to lose control. "Future
Magia?!" Ryo yelled.
"Yeah..." Kento replied quietly, his mouth crammed with
food.
"Yogenchi's granddaughter?" Ryo questioned.
Sai said in a small voice, "Oh, boy..."
"Great-granddaughter," Kento corrected his leader, swallowing
his food and filling his glass with more milk.
Ryo took a really deep breath. "Of all the women in the
Realm, you have to date a Magia. A Magia!"
"Well, she's not the Magia yet. Yogenchi is still
alive."
"She will be!" Ryo nearly shrieked. Magias were the
most revered people in the Realm next to the scientists at the
capital who kept the Creochi energy in the vortex
stable.
Rowen dumped the rest of his food in the trash, losing his
appetite. The subject of Majols and Magias made him feel
uncomfortable lately. Then, he went out to check to check the
mail. Nobody seemed to notice.
Kento used a sausage to wipe up some leftover egg yoke and
plopped it into his mouth, but didn't chew. He felt someone
watching him and looked up. His friends were still staring at
him and he doesn't like it when people watch him eat with
dumbfounded expressions. He hastily finished what was in his
mouth. "It's not that big a deal if she's the Magia or
not. Really." Their looks clearly showed that they
didn't believe him. "She's just a woman. You don't have
to be so shocked because of some title."
"But she's the Magia," said Sai.
"Yeah, and I'm Hardrock. You're Torrent," he looked at
Ryo, "and you're Wildfire. What's the big deal?"
Mia decided to explain, "It's the very first Magia
who-"
"I know my history, Mia. She's still only human.
She's skipping a few days of school to come here."
Mia Koji suddenly had an indescribable expression on her face
which cause Wildfire and Torrent to laugh. Kento instantly
realized he had spoken too much and put some more eggs and sausage
on his plate. "What happened to the bacon?" he asked Sai,
trying to change the subject. Bacon was alot better than
sausage if cooked right.
Rez watched the police cars drive away, slowly taking the
cigarette away from his lips and exhaling the smoke. He had
his men pulling stunts all over town, luring cops out of the
station. Reports said that not only was Sailor Jupiter in
there, but Sailor Mercury and two others. Once Jupiter is
dead, extreme measures would be taken to steal the imperial moon
crystal. Rez could accomplish anything if paid
enough.
The majority was out. Rez put the cigarette back in his
mouth and picked up his equipment. This would be too easy, but
then again, all of his jobs were easy.
"Did you hear something?" Kale wondered. They were back
in the cell, waiting. The two women of the group didn't hear a
sound. I haven't slept one bit and I'm probably getting
paranoid in this condition. Somehow, he surpressed another
yawn.
"I think I hear something," Sage pressed his ear against the
wall in the back. "Someone's out there. Now, I hear
something ticking."
"How come I have a bad feeling about this?" Lita
asked.
"Probably cause something bad's gonna happen?" The Ronin
joked. The Japanese Kanji for Courtesy suddenly flashed on his
forehead and then disappeared. Sage glanced at Kale. The
same thing happened to the Warlord only he had a different
Kanji.
"You know what that means," Kale said quietly, walking closer
to the cell bars. Ami and Lita decided it would be safer there
too.
Sage stood up, begining to back away. "Now, I know
something bad's gonna happen."
He called for officer Jennson, but soon their whole world
suddenly came crashing in upon them soundlessly. The four
collasped on the floor, covering their heads with their hands and
shoving back their insane fear.
Rez slowly exhaled the smoke, watching the cell collaspe into
a pile of rubble. Then, he picked up the open can of gasoline
and tossed it onto the debris. As soon as enough fuel leaked
over a decent portion of the wreckage, he tossed his cigarette,
sending the place instantly ablaze. Smiling since his
beautiful work was done, he walked away. |
