Title: Deep Waters
Author: Grace of Mercury
Author's Note: Hi! This is my second attempt at fanfic, so please be gentle! R&R, and you can e-mail me at graceofmercury@yahoo.com with comments, suggestions, etc. Also, read my other fic, it's an original, but I think it's good! Anyway, this fic is centered around Ami, and her thoughts and feelings in a sort of alternate universe.
Ami sighed, looking up at the clock from the enormous amount of schoolwork that she had piled up on her table. She was about to start on her English homework when her communicator beeped.
"Mercury, there's an attack at the park. We need you, now!" Sailor Moon's worried face showed up.
"I'll be right over! See ya soon." Mercury quickly reached the park and pulled out her henshin pen and cried, "Mercury Power, Make-up!" Mercury quickly started typing briskly on her computer. The other scouts kept attacking the hideous youma, which was spraying lethal jets of acid around. Ami continued to type away furiously at her computer, and appeared to be in deep concentration. The scouts wondered at Mercury's apparent inaction, but their attention was ripped away when Sailor Moon narrowly dodged another jet of acid by mere millimeters. Mars shouted,
"Come ON Mercury, the Sailor Moon was almost killed!" This roused some reaction from Mercury, but the youma had already spotted the apparently inactive target. The other scouts gasped in horror as a jet of acid sped towards Mercury.
"Look out, Mercury!" Jupiter cried frantically. Mercury became fully alert in time to try and dart out of the way, but still caught the brunt of the acid. Immediately, the acid started to burn and eat away at Mercury's uniform and skin. Mercury's face screwed up in agony; the pain was excruciating. She managed to gasp at Sailor Moon,
"Aim for the stomach!" Sailor Moon sent an energy beam at the youma and the monster finally collapsed, turning into dust. Mercury, on the other, hand, had quickly run to the pond nearby, and was rinsing off all the acid as best she could. However, it was apparent that there were some pretty horrible burns.
The other scouts quickly rushed over, worry and anxiety evident in each of their faces. Ami managed to smile weakly in reassurance, but then Rei burst out,
" Ami, how could you! The princess's life was in danger! She was almost killed! And how could you be so stupid as to just STAND there! I mean, come on, why not just have a large sign that's labeled SITTING DUCK, RIGHT HERE AT YOUR CONVENIENCE! You always were the weakest senshi, and you never really help anyway! It would even be better if you weren't here at all!" The other scouts nodded, and began their own rants towards Ami. They varied between the two themes that Rei had already brought up; that Ami's slowness had almost killed the princess, and that she was an idiot to have stayed a target, practically inviting the youma to attack her. Ami looked at each of the scouts as they berated and scolded her, her normally soft, full lips, tightening into a tight, painful line, and her soft wide blue eyes turning into chips of impenetrable ice. When berations and rebukes had finally stopped, Ami got up from where she had been sitting beside the pond. Her chin was thrust defiantly up, and a new bold light shone in her cold eyes.
"Oh, yes? Well, maybe you forgot who it is that analyzes every situation. Maybe you forgot who it is that everybody depends on for the enemy's weakness. Face it, you guys were just randomly attacking that monster before I got here. You couldn't even defeat a cat without me." The scouts stood flabbergasted at Ami's chill and frosty tone, and even more at her obvious hostile and aggressive stance.
"Besides, why is it that I am obviously the expendable one? The princess's life is SO obviously worth SO much more than mine, isn't that they way it is? Why am I expected to sacrifice MY life for Serena? Don't I have the right to even keep my life for myself? Why is it that Serena's life is SO much more precious that mine, or even yours, or yours, or yours?" Ami asked bitterly, meeting the eyes of each of the scouts. "Yeah, I know the entire duty spiel, but I my life doesn't even belong to me anymore! Selfishness isn't even an option! I'm not anybody except the body guard of Serena! My life BELONGS to Serena, because she's WORTH more than me? Is it because Serena's prettier? Purer? More innocent? More fun? Less shy? WHAT IS IT that makes her life worth more? All men are created equal, despite all our unique differences! But obviously all of you here have trouble comprehending that, don't you?" Ami asked coldly. "And if you're all so sick of me and think that you would be better of without me, then fine." Ami's voice dropped to below freezing, and the pure frozen bitterness rose goosebumps on the scouts' arms.
"I'll just leave. Ditch all you people in the dust. I've been accepted at a early prep college in America. Why don't you just go and see how you do without me? To tell the truth, I'm sick of all of you too. None of you see me as PERSON. You see me as a shy, sweet girl who is only a brain. You only see my INTELLECT, that's all, not the complete person! Yeah, well, I'm sick of it! You can bet that tomorrow I'll be gone and I won't have to put up with any of you SICKENING people anymore!" As Ami had been talking, she had been steadily walking backwards from the group. Every single scout stood with their mouths open, and while they stood there astounded, Ami whirled around and was gone like a streak of light.
The next day, the scouts went to school, hoping to see her there, perhaps make amends, perhaps ask her about her astonishing attitude, but desparately wishing just to see her, talk to her. They asked about her at school, at her mom's house, desparately wishing that Ami hadn't REALLY gone to the prep college. No use. Ami was gone.
To be continued.
Author: Grace of Mercury
Author's Note: Hi! This is my second attempt at fanfic, so please be gentle! R&R, and you can e-mail me at graceofmercury@yahoo.com with comments, suggestions, etc. Also, read my other fic, it's an original, but I think it's good! Anyway, this fic is centered around Ami, and her thoughts and feelings in a sort of alternate universe.
Ami sighed, looking up at the clock from the enormous amount of schoolwork that she had piled up on her table. She was about to start on her English homework when her communicator beeped.
"Mercury, there's an attack at the park. We need you, now!" Sailor Moon's worried face showed up.
"I'll be right over! See ya soon." Mercury quickly reached the park and pulled out her henshin pen and cried, "Mercury Power, Make-up!" Mercury quickly started typing briskly on her computer. The other scouts kept attacking the hideous youma, which was spraying lethal jets of acid around. Ami continued to type away furiously at her computer, and appeared to be in deep concentration. The scouts wondered at Mercury's apparent inaction, but their attention was ripped away when Sailor Moon narrowly dodged another jet of acid by mere millimeters. Mars shouted,
"Come ON Mercury, the Sailor Moon was almost killed!" This roused some reaction from Mercury, but the youma had already spotted the apparently inactive target. The other scouts gasped in horror as a jet of acid sped towards Mercury.
"Look out, Mercury!" Jupiter cried frantically. Mercury became fully alert in time to try and dart out of the way, but still caught the brunt of the acid. Immediately, the acid started to burn and eat away at Mercury's uniform and skin. Mercury's face screwed up in agony; the pain was excruciating. She managed to gasp at Sailor Moon,
"Aim for the stomach!" Sailor Moon sent an energy beam at the youma and the monster finally collapsed, turning into dust. Mercury, on the other, hand, had quickly run to the pond nearby, and was rinsing off all the acid as best she could. However, it was apparent that there were some pretty horrible burns.
The other scouts quickly rushed over, worry and anxiety evident in each of their faces. Ami managed to smile weakly in reassurance, but then Rei burst out,
" Ami, how could you! The princess's life was in danger! She was almost killed! And how could you be so stupid as to just STAND there! I mean, come on, why not just have a large sign that's labeled SITTING DUCK, RIGHT HERE AT YOUR CONVENIENCE! You always were the weakest senshi, and you never really help anyway! It would even be better if you weren't here at all!" The other scouts nodded, and began their own rants towards Ami. They varied between the two themes that Rei had already brought up; that Ami's slowness had almost killed the princess, and that she was an idiot to have stayed a target, practically inviting the youma to attack her. Ami looked at each of the scouts as they berated and scolded her, her normally soft, full lips, tightening into a tight, painful line, and her soft wide blue eyes turning into chips of impenetrable ice. When berations and rebukes had finally stopped, Ami got up from where she had been sitting beside the pond. Her chin was thrust defiantly up, and a new bold light shone in her cold eyes.
"Oh, yes? Well, maybe you forgot who it is that analyzes every situation. Maybe you forgot who it is that everybody depends on for the enemy's weakness. Face it, you guys were just randomly attacking that monster before I got here. You couldn't even defeat a cat without me." The scouts stood flabbergasted at Ami's chill and frosty tone, and even more at her obvious hostile and aggressive stance.
"Besides, why is it that I am obviously the expendable one? The princess's life is SO obviously worth SO much more than mine, isn't that they way it is? Why am I expected to sacrifice MY life for Serena? Don't I have the right to even keep my life for myself? Why is it that Serena's life is SO much more precious that mine, or even yours, or yours, or yours?" Ami asked bitterly, meeting the eyes of each of the scouts. "Yeah, I know the entire duty spiel, but I my life doesn't even belong to me anymore! Selfishness isn't even an option! I'm not anybody except the body guard of Serena! My life BELONGS to Serena, because she's WORTH more than me? Is it because Serena's prettier? Purer? More innocent? More fun? Less shy? WHAT IS IT that makes her life worth more? All men are created equal, despite all our unique differences! But obviously all of you here have trouble comprehending that, don't you?" Ami asked coldly. "And if you're all so sick of me and think that you would be better of without me, then fine." Ami's voice dropped to below freezing, and the pure frozen bitterness rose goosebumps on the scouts' arms.
"I'll just leave. Ditch all you people in the dust. I've been accepted at a early prep college in America. Why don't you just go and see how you do without me? To tell the truth, I'm sick of all of you too. None of you see me as PERSON. You see me as a shy, sweet girl who is only a brain. You only see my INTELLECT, that's all, not the complete person! Yeah, well, I'm sick of it! You can bet that tomorrow I'll be gone and I won't have to put up with any of you SICKENING people anymore!" As Ami had been talking, she had been steadily walking backwards from the group. Every single scout stood with their mouths open, and while they stood there astounded, Ami whirled around and was gone like a streak of light.
The next day, the scouts went to school, hoping to see her there, perhaps make amends, perhaps ask her about her astonishing attitude, but desparately wishing just to see her, talk to her. They asked about her at school, at her mom's house, desparately wishing that Ami hadn't REALLY gone to the prep college. No use. Ami was gone.
To be continued.
