Chapter 3
Fukumi swore as the transmission from Luna broke and sizzled. " Hoolies! Luna, Luna, can you hear me? Luna, come in please." "Luna, this is Makoto. Please respond immediately," Makoto said pleadingly. "It's no use. We can't reach her," Fukumi said dispiritedly. "What do you suggest we do?" asked Makoto worriedly. "The only thing we can do, Mako-chan. We go and find Haruka and Michiru." Haruka and Michiru were half of the Outer Sailor Senshi. They were Sailor Uranus and Sailor Neptune, respectively. Haruka is a competitive spirit, and she had found her life's calling in both race car driving and being a Sailor Senshi. She had sandy hair that was cut in a boyish style. Haruka was one of the tallest Senshi, second only to Fukumi. Michiru was kind and gentle, unlike her closest friend. She was an avid violinist, and enjoyed doing quiet things. Michiru's teal wavy hair was very similar to the water that she loved. "Sounds good to me," replied Makoto. She was a little worried because she knew that Haruka and Michiru had disappeared after the final great battle between Pharaoh 90, Sailor Saturn and Super Sailor Moon. They had driven off in Haruka's car, and no one had heard of them since. "But how are we going to find them?" "I'm going to try and use something that Jadoku gave me an idea for." The instant that Fukumi said that, Jadoku appeared out of nowhere and said angrily, "No you will not! That is not one of the attacks you are supposed to have! It was supposed to be a story that never happened," he begged pleadingly. "I'm still willing to try it, Jadoku. Kindly remember that I am old enough to care for myself, thank you," Fukumi retorted coldly. "Try what?" Makoto asked worriedly. She had been around Jadoku long enough to know that this time he was really worried for Fukumi. Jadoku acted as a surrogate parent for Fukumi, since she had lost everything that she knew when she became a Sailor Senshi. He truly cared for Fukumi, deep down in his heart. "She's going to try and use something that is expressly forbidden! Its as bad as when Setsuna stopped time during the last battle." He shuddered. "Fukumi, what are you doing!?" he screamed as he turned to look at Fukumi. "Nebula Mystery Power, Make Up!" was the only response that Jadoku got from her as she began to transform into Sailor Nebula. Bright purple swirling smoke started to surround her as she stiffened and curled up into a fetal position. The smoke (which smelled faintly of melting glass) shifted into a ghostly fuku which wrapped itself around her as she straightened, holding a staff in her right hand and a dagger in her left. As she stopped and posed against her symbol (what looked like a lopsided sailing vessel), her fuku became visible. It had the basic outline that all of the Sailor Senshi's uniforms did. Sailor Nebula's color were composed of a melody of warm and cool colors. Her bows were bright red, while her skirt was a yellowish orange color. Her arm bands were purple, and her tiara gem was black with an odd crack down the middle. "What do you think you're doing?!" Jadoku cried hysterically. "I am telling you to transform back immediately! Right now!" "No, Jadoku. I am going to do this to save the others. It's time I started pulling my weight around here." "Fukum.. Sailor Nebula, don't you think that you should listen to Jadoku?" Makoto asked worriedly. She had never seen Fukumi as Sailor Nebula, and it scared her more than a little bit, seeing that determination and anger on her face. Sure, Makoto herself liked to fight and help, but she had never seen such a look of pure bloodthirstiness. Makoto had never seen Sailor Nebula because she hadn't been a Senshi during times when they were battling. "No. I'm going to do this, whether you want me to or not." And with that, she took her Dagger of Colors and made a neat but deep slash down her left arm with her dagger. The dagger was about a foot long, and was extremely sharp. It looked like a very simple weapon, at least when it wasn't in use. Turning her arm over, blood dripping on the pavement outside of Mamoru's apartment, she said quietly, "Forces that have no name, I call on your powers. I control you, and now I will put you to use. Find the Outer Senshi!" As soon as she had said those words, it looked like her body had exploded into a thousand tiny bits. Makoto had to bite back a scream as the dots shifted into a huge monster. The thing had three of everything, and all of the parts were different colors. The Thing's heads all resembled skulls, and each wore a different expression. One was happy, one was mad, and one was neutral. They were all colored in shades of red and purple. Once it was completely formed, it turned to look at Makoto, who found herself tensing in case the thing attacked her. But for some weird reason it didn't. "Mako-chan, it would be best if you transformed into Sailor Jupiter. Jadoku, you will go with her." The voice was faintly reminiscent of Fukumi, but the new voice had a deep, unearthly sound. It grated on Makoto's ears and soothed them, all in one heartbeat. She hesitated, unsure of whether to listen to this monster. "Jupiter Star Power, Make-up!" Makoto cried as she made up her mind. Within a few minutes, the Sailor Senshi of Electricity had appeared and was streaking after the monster that had once been one of her best friends.
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"Uhhhnnn." Rei opened her eyes to a bright swirl of colors. She closed her eyes, and opened them again, this time without the intense pain she had felt on her first attempt. She woke up to a floating colored wonderland. Everything was in different colors, all of them shifting as soon as they came into view. She looked frantically around and saw to her relief that the others were waking up as well. They all looked like she felt, but they were alive, at least. "Usagi-chan! Minako-chan! You're all right," she exclaimed as she raced towards them, still a bit woozy. "Yeah, but where are we?" Chibi-Usa asked. "Do you know, Luna? "No, this isn't anywhere I've ever seen. Ami, why don-" "I'm already analyzing this landscape. It seems to be some kind of computer, but it was designed to store only one piece of data." Ah, is that the Sailor Scouts I hear once more? A huge voice boomed throughout the room, making everybody wince. It was a mixture of a deep male's voice and a soft, sweet female's. The Sailor Senshi just couldn't figure out which it was. However, it still was low enough to reverberate throughout everyone's bones. "Who.who are you?" Minako asked shakily. Why, don't you recognize me? the voice asked unhappily. Oh, it said after a second's pause, you have been reborn! That would explain everything. "Yes, we have been reborn. Now, would you please carry out whatever purpose we created you for?" Rei asked. She hated being in the dark about things that seemed very important. Of course, Princess of Mars. If you will all hold still for a few seconds, I can begin the tale. Before anyone could ask "What tale?" they all found themselves in a huge laboratory, where they all saw a capsule that was glowing with the outline of an extremely tall girl inside of it, and surrounding the capsule they saw. "Hey, that's me!" exclaimed Usagi. "Yeah, we're all here!" Minako said, stunned. Yes. I have taken you all back to the beginning of your creation. We are witnessing the creation of Sailor Nebula, or Jinkyou Fukumi as you now know her. As soon as the voice had ceased speaking, all the lights went out. The Sailor Senshi heard people crying out in confusion. But within a few minutes, the room was once again filled with light, but not the original bright, cheery white light. This new illumination was a deep, blood red color, as if someone had bled into the light. "Yessss, she will do. She will do nicely," a sinister voice drowned out all of the outraged cries that had been filling the lab for the past five minutes. All of a sudden, a scream penetrated the blood red light, making the regular light go back on. As Chibi-Usa looked towards the place where the capsule was, she saw a tall senshi stagger onto the concrete floor from the little pod. She had on the regular Sailor Senshi costume, but there was something different about her. Then she recognized the young woman who then fell face first onto the floor of the chamber, bloody and mangled. "Fuku-chan!" she cried, beginning to run towards her, her pink odangos bobbing, but found that she could not move. I am sorry, Small Lady. the voice said with palpable grief. But we must continue our journey, and there is nothing you can do for her. She has to grow into the Fukumi you know today. This all has happened. he said, addressing everyone whom he had brought with him (for it was the unconscious decision that this voice was masculine, no matter what it sounded like). Now I must show you what happens next, a few regenerations later, that makes everything come together. Once again, they were whisked off into another room, although this one was vastly different. This time, the room was a living room. It had a cheery, lived in look. It was plastered with artworks that seemed to have been created by the same artist. Whomever did this is very talented, thought Minako. She loved art and beauty, and these seemed to exemplify the terms. No one noticed when a small, orange serpent slid silently into the room untill it started talking to itself. However, everyone instantly recognized the voice. "Now, if those stupid mice have done their job right," a very annoyed Jadoku mumbled. "then Sailor Nebula should be arriving any second now." As Ami turned her head in the direction of footsteps that were coming steadily closer, Jadoku disappeared under a lounging chair. "My goodness, that's the last time we go on a wild goose chase." exclaimed a much older Sailor Nebula. She looked like she was twenty-five, at the very least. Her usually bright orange hair was a darker, more bedraggled color. The Dangerous Sailor Senshi's usually immaculate fuku was torn and dirty. With a sigh, she detransformed into a very loose and nearly opaque gown, which shimmered in the candlelight. She sat down on the selfsame chair that was Jadoku's hiding place and rested quietly for a few moments. "Mother?" a timid voice sounded as a young teenager slipped quietly into the room. The young girl was just a few inches shorter than Fukumi, and her long bushy hair was a white as newly fallen snow. In a startling contrast, her dark red eyes almost matched her mother's in intensity. She had a graceful dancer's body, but her muscles were clearly put through hard and vigorous training whenever possible. "Katei, what's the matter? I thought you went to bed before I left." "I couldn't sleep. I kept having these weird dreams." "What sort of dreams, honey?" Fukumi asked as the teenager crawled into her lap. "Scary ones. Ones where you weren't there. I can always feel you in my dreams, but this time you were gone." A shudder shook her thin frame. "Well, I'm right here, aren't I? And your father will be home soon, so we can all go to sleep in the big bed together." All of a sudden, the flaming orange head of Jadoku reared up from his hiding place and struck. With lightning quick reflexes, Katei grabbed him and threw him across the room, but not before he had bitten her. "Mom?" she said, terrified. "Katei.." Fukumi gasped as she slowly sank to the hard floor. "Get.your father.. if you can.." "No, Mother, no!" Katei screamed as she too began to feel the effects of the poison. By the time the guards that had been assigned to their residence arrived, both women were in a coma, and had to be rushed to a medical center immediately. "What happens to them?" Ami asked quietly. All of the senshi, the cats included, had been thrown into silence after seeing the horrible scene. They both die after about a year in a coma. the great voice said sadly. No one could save them, not even you, Princess Serenity. "And Jadoku?" Luna queried, trying not to let any of the anger she felt leak into her voice. He is court-martialed. The jury immediately decides that he should be punished in the most horrifying way. "Which is?" They take away his special abilities, and they make a spell that forces him to help her in the next life. "That's not half as harsh as he should have been punished!" Artemis said angrily. True. But they felt that this should make him see the error of his ways. Now, he said, once again addressing his attention to the rest of his time- traveling group. I must return you to the place that you found me. Within a few moments, a blur of colors and scenes surrounded them. Usagi could see a few of them, and she heard a mental caption along with them. A sunlit meadow. Children, not much older than toddlers play in the open field. One of the children separates from the milling mass of children and proceeds to climb a nearby tree. Her white hair billowed around her as she looked up at the sun. The child hears a voice and runs towards a woman whose red hair is as red as a rose. The woman picks the toddler up and walks away, laughing with the child. A chapel. It is jam packed with people and warriors. All of the Sailor Senshi are here, even Sailor Gothica and her mother. A tall, handsome man is standing at the altar. His jet black hair is barely restrained in a horse tail. Strands have already started to escape. Nothing misses his dark brown eyes as a certain Sailor Scout walks with her father up to the altar. It is obvious that she is pregnant. An underground tram. Kareonite is fending off the Sailor Scouts. A single blast from Mercury's Shine Aqua Illusion misses its original target and hits a seventeen year old who was trying to escape. Mars runs over and picks her up. As she does so, the girl's hair moves to reveal a strange symbol that resembles a lopsided fishing boat. Mamoru's apartment. Everyone is sitting at a table talking about what happened on the tram. All of a sudden, the kitchen door is flung open as the same girl from the train stumbles into the room. She claims to be the Sailor Senshi of the Nebula, but no one believes her until a certain Cape Cobra appears from his carrying place in her jacket. Usagi shook her head as more and more familiar scenes appeared in front of her. She wanted the ride of memories to end, but they continued until once again, everything went dark and she could see no more.
Fukumi swore as the transmission from Luna broke and sizzled. " Hoolies! Luna, Luna, can you hear me? Luna, come in please." "Luna, this is Makoto. Please respond immediately," Makoto said pleadingly. "It's no use. We can't reach her," Fukumi said dispiritedly. "What do you suggest we do?" asked Makoto worriedly. "The only thing we can do, Mako-chan. We go and find Haruka and Michiru." Haruka and Michiru were half of the Outer Sailor Senshi. They were Sailor Uranus and Sailor Neptune, respectively. Haruka is a competitive spirit, and she had found her life's calling in both race car driving and being a Sailor Senshi. She had sandy hair that was cut in a boyish style. Haruka was one of the tallest Senshi, second only to Fukumi. Michiru was kind and gentle, unlike her closest friend. She was an avid violinist, and enjoyed doing quiet things. Michiru's teal wavy hair was very similar to the water that she loved. "Sounds good to me," replied Makoto. She was a little worried because she knew that Haruka and Michiru had disappeared after the final great battle between Pharaoh 90, Sailor Saturn and Super Sailor Moon. They had driven off in Haruka's car, and no one had heard of them since. "But how are we going to find them?" "I'm going to try and use something that Jadoku gave me an idea for." The instant that Fukumi said that, Jadoku appeared out of nowhere and said angrily, "No you will not! That is not one of the attacks you are supposed to have! It was supposed to be a story that never happened," he begged pleadingly. "I'm still willing to try it, Jadoku. Kindly remember that I am old enough to care for myself, thank you," Fukumi retorted coldly. "Try what?" Makoto asked worriedly. She had been around Jadoku long enough to know that this time he was really worried for Fukumi. Jadoku acted as a surrogate parent for Fukumi, since she had lost everything that she knew when she became a Sailor Senshi. He truly cared for Fukumi, deep down in his heart. "She's going to try and use something that is expressly forbidden! Its as bad as when Setsuna stopped time during the last battle." He shuddered. "Fukumi, what are you doing!?" he screamed as he turned to look at Fukumi. "Nebula Mystery Power, Make Up!" was the only response that Jadoku got from her as she began to transform into Sailor Nebula. Bright purple swirling smoke started to surround her as she stiffened and curled up into a fetal position. The smoke (which smelled faintly of melting glass) shifted into a ghostly fuku which wrapped itself around her as she straightened, holding a staff in her right hand and a dagger in her left. As she stopped and posed against her symbol (what looked like a lopsided sailing vessel), her fuku became visible. It had the basic outline that all of the Sailor Senshi's uniforms did. Sailor Nebula's color were composed of a melody of warm and cool colors. Her bows were bright red, while her skirt was a yellowish orange color. Her arm bands were purple, and her tiara gem was black with an odd crack down the middle. "What do you think you're doing?!" Jadoku cried hysterically. "I am telling you to transform back immediately! Right now!" "No, Jadoku. I am going to do this to save the others. It's time I started pulling my weight around here." "Fukum.. Sailor Nebula, don't you think that you should listen to Jadoku?" Makoto asked worriedly. She had never seen Fukumi as Sailor Nebula, and it scared her more than a little bit, seeing that determination and anger on her face. Sure, Makoto herself liked to fight and help, but she had never seen such a look of pure bloodthirstiness. Makoto had never seen Sailor Nebula because she hadn't been a Senshi during times when they were battling. "No. I'm going to do this, whether you want me to or not." And with that, she took her Dagger of Colors and made a neat but deep slash down her left arm with her dagger. The dagger was about a foot long, and was extremely sharp. It looked like a very simple weapon, at least when it wasn't in use. Turning her arm over, blood dripping on the pavement outside of Mamoru's apartment, she said quietly, "Forces that have no name, I call on your powers. I control you, and now I will put you to use. Find the Outer Senshi!" As soon as she had said those words, it looked like her body had exploded into a thousand tiny bits. Makoto had to bite back a scream as the dots shifted into a huge monster. The thing had three of everything, and all of the parts were different colors. The Thing's heads all resembled skulls, and each wore a different expression. One was happy, one was mad, and one was neutral. They were all colored in shades of red and purple. Once it was completely formed, it turned to look at Makoto, who found herself tensing in case the thing attacked her. But for some weird reason it didn't. "Mako-chan, it would be best if you transformed into Sailor Jupiter. Jadoku, you will go with her." The voice was faintly reminiscent of Fukumi, but the new voice had a deep, unearthly sound. It grated on Makoto's ears and soothed them, all in one heartbeat. She hesitated, unsure of whether to listen to this monster. "Jupiter Star Power, Make-up!" Makoto cried as she made up her mind. Within a few minutes, the Sailor Senshi of Electricity had appeared and was streaking after the monster that had once been one of her best friends.
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"Uhhhnnn." Rei opened her eyes to a bright swirl of colors. She closed her eyes, and opened them again, this time without the intense pain she had felt on her first attempt. She woke up to a floating colored wonderland. Everything was in different colors, all of them shifting as soon as they came into view. She looked frantically around and saw to her relief that the others were waking up as well. They all looked like she felt, but they were alive, at least. "Usagi-chan! Minako-chan! You're all right," she exclaimed as she raced towards them, still a bit woozy. "Yeah, but where are we?" Chibi-Usa asked. "Do you know, Luna? "No, this isn't anywhere I've ever seen. Ami, why don-" "I'm already analyzing this landscape. It seems to be some kind of computer, but it was designed to store only one piece of data." Ah, is that the Sailor Scouts I hear once more? A huge voice boomed throughout the room, making everybody wince. It was a mixture of a deep male's voice and a soft, sweet female's. The Sailor Senshi just couldn't figure out which it was. However, it still was low enough to reverberate throughout everyone's bones. "Who.who are you?" Minako asked shakily. Why, don't you recognize me? the voice asked unhappily. Oh, it said after a second's pause, you have been reborn! That would explain everything. "Yes, we have been reborn. Now, would you please carry out whatever purpose we created you for?" Rei asked. She hated being in the dark about things that seemed very important. Of course, Princess of Mars. If you will all hold still for a few seconds, I can begin the tale. Before anyone could ask "What tale?" they all found themselves in a huge laboratory, where they all saw a capsule that was glowing with the outline of an extremely tall girl inside of it, and surrounding the capsule they saw. "Hey, that's me!" exclaimed Usagi. "Yeah, we're all here!" Minako said, stunned. Yes. I have taken you all back to the beginning of your creation. We are witnessing the creation of Sailor Nebula, or Jinkyou Fukumi as you now know her. As soon as the voice had ceased speaking, all the lights went out. The Sailor Senshi heard people crying out in confusion. But within a few minutes, the room was once again filled with light, but not the original bright, cheery white light. This new illumination was a deep, blood red color, as if someone had bled into the light. "Yessss, she will do. She will do nicely," a sinister voice drowned out all of the outraged cries that had been filling the lab for the past five minutes. All of a sudden, a scream penetrated the blood red light, making the regular light go back on. As Chibi-Usa looked towards the place where the capsule was, she saw a tall senshi stagger onto the concrete floor from the little pod. She had on the regular Sailor Senshi costume, but there was something different about her. Then she recognized the young woman who then fell face first onto the floor of the chamber, bloody and mangled. "Fuku-chan!" she cried, beginning to run towards her, her pink odangos bobbing, but found that she could not move. I am sorry, Small Lady. the voice said with palpable grief. But we must continue our journey, and there is nothing you can do for her. She has to grow into the Fukumi you know today. This all has happened. he said, addressing everyone whom he had brought with him (for it was the unconscious decision that this voice was masculine, no matter what it sounded like). Now I must show you what happens next, a few regenerations later, that makes everything come together. Once again, they were whisked off into another room, although this one was vastly different. This time, the room was a living room. It had a cheery, lived in look. It was plastered with artworks that seemed to have been created by the same artist. Whomever did this is very talented, thought Minako. She loved art and beauty, and these seemed to exemplify the terms. No one noticed when a small, orange serpent slid silently into the room untill it started talking to itself. However, everyone instantly recognized the voice. "Now, if those stupid mice have done their job right," a very annoyed Jadoku mumbled. "then Sailor Nebula should be arriving any second now." As Ami turned her head in the direction of footsteps that were coming steadily closer, Jadoku disappeared under a lounging chair. "My goodness, that's the last time we go on a wild goose chase." exclaimed a much older Sailor Nebula. She looked like she was twenty-five, at the very least. Her usually bright orange hair was a darker, more bedraggled color. The Dangerous Sailor Senshi's usually immaculate fuku was torn and dirty. With a sigh, she detransformed into a very loose and nearly opaque gown, which shimmered in the candlelight. She sat down on the selfsame chair that was Jadoku's hiding place and rested quietly for a few moments. "Mother?" a timid voice sounded as a young teenager slipped quietly into the room. The young girl was just a few inches shorter than Fukumi, and her long bushy hair was a white as newly fallen snow. In a startling contrast, her dark red eyes almost matched her mother's in intensity. She had a graceful dancer's body, but her muscles were clearly put through hard and vigorous training whenever possible. "Katei, what's the matter? I thought you went to bed before I left." "I couldn't sleep. I kept having these weird dreams." "What sort of dreams, honey?" Fukumi asked as the teenager crawled into her lap. "Scary ones. Ones where you weren't there. I can always feel you in my dreams, but this time you were gone." A shudder shook her thin frame. "Well, I'm right here, aren't I? And your father will be home soon, so we can all go to sleep in the big bed together." All of a sudden, the flaming orange head of Jadoku reared up from his hiding place and struck. With lightning quick reflexes, Katei grabbed him and threw him across the room, but not before he had bitten her. "Mom?" she said, terrified. "Katei.." Fukumi gasped as she slowly sank to the hard floor. "Get.your father.. if you can.." "No, Mother, no!" Katei screamed as she too began to feel the effects of the poison. By the time the guards that had been assigned to their residence arrived, both women were in a coma, and had to be rushed to a medical center immediately. "What happens to them?" Ami asked quietly. All of the senshi, the cats included, had been thrown into silence after seeing the horrible scene. They both die after about a year in a coma. the great voice said sadly. No one could save them, not even you, Princess Serenity. "And Jadoku?" Luna queried, trying not to let any of the anger she felt leak into her voice. He is court-martialed. The jury immediately decides that he should be punished in the most horrifying way. "Which is?" They take away his special abilities, and they make a spell that forces him to help her in the next life. "That's not half as harsh as he should have been punished!" Artemis said angrily. True. But they felt that this should make him see the error of his ways. Now, he said, once again addressing his attention to the rest of his time- traveling group. I must return you to the place that you found me. Within a few moments, a blur of colors and scenes surrounded them. Usagi could see a few of them, and she heard a mental caption along with them. A sunlit meadow. Children, not much older than toddlers play in the open field. One of the children separates from the milling mass of children and proceeds to climb a nearby tree. Her white hair billowed around her as she looked up at the sun. The child hears a voice and runs towards a woman whose red hair is as red as a rose. The woman picks the toddler up and walks away, laughing with the child. A chapel. It is jam packed with people and warriors. All of the Sailor Senshi are here, even Sailor Gothica and her mother. A tall, handsome man is standing at the altar. His jet black hair is barely restrained in a horse tail. Strands have already started to escape. Nothing misses his dark brown eyes as a certain Sailor Scout walks with her father up to the altar. It is obvious that she is pregnant. An underground tram. Kareonite is fending off the Sailor Scouts. A single blast from Mercury's Shine Aqua Illusion misses its original target and hits a seventeen year old who was trying to escape. Mars runs over and picks her up. As she does so, the girl's hair moves to reveal a strange symbol that resembles a lopsided fishing boat. Mamoru's apartment. Everyone is sitting at a table talking about what happened on the tram. All of a sudden, the kitchen door is flung open as the same girl from the train stumbles into the room. She claims to be the Sailor Senshi of the Nebula, but no one believes her until a certain Cape Cobra appears from his carrying place in her jacket. Usagi shook her head as more and more familiar scenes appeared in front of her. She wanted the ride of memories to end, but they continued until once again, everything went dark and she could see no more.