Grr. Argh. Damn, why am I so flipping tired?!
It's okay _Krypt_, I understand not having a lot of access. Destruction,
destruction, destruction. I can't remember how much destruction is in the
next few chapters... oh well, guess we'll find out when I get off me lazy
bum and type them up, ne?
Pointless Fillers always have to happen before you get to the good stuff. *nods her head rapidly*
Bleh, still so very tired. I'm going to go crash on Itch's couch now.
(I'm at her place while I type this. Hey! Maybe that's why I'm so tired!
It's like, one in the morning! ... and she just wondered why I'm tired.
ITCH! You don't let me read over your shoulder, you're not allowed to
read over mine!)
True Identity
Chapter Fifteen: Ginzoushou
Li Xiang
For the past week, Yuki had hovered over the edge of the girl's bed. Not
for the first time, the ebony tressed assassin reached out with her
senses, probing Fujimiya's response. Still nothing. When would the girl
wake up?
"Pretty little thing," Yuki murmured, running her fingers through
Aya-chan's unbraided hair. She settled herself in the seat beside the
girl, absently staring out the window of the cabin at the Japanese
country land.
"Kojiro-jisan phoned last night, Aya-chan," Yuki started, with a distant
gaze, "Kritiker knows you're gone, but they haven't told your 'niisan.
They plan to keep your "disappearance" from him, so that he'll continue
to work for them."
Was that her imagination or had Aya shifted against her hand?
"He hasn't been by to visit, obviously, but Kojiro-jisan says that it's
because he's 'very involved' in a mission, and he hasn't been able to get
away," she nodded to some invisible person, "Otherwise, he'd have come to
find you, Little One."
Shaking her head, she stood, pulling away from Aya-chan.
Or, at least, she tried. Startled, Yuki turned to face the wavy haired
girl in the bed. Her eyes were open, although appeared to be ready to
fall shut once again, and her hand was fisted around the assassin's
wrist.
---
"C'mon, c'mon," Charon hissed at her communicator.
A sleepy looking Tsukino Usagi finally answered, "uh... huh?"
"Usagi!" she barked, "There's one of Horus's toys by the Arcade! It's
tearing up the road!"
That snapped the leader of the Sailor Senshi out of her sleep rather
quickly, "I'll be there in a sec!"
"Right!" echoed Minako and Rei a moment later. Charon nodded, clicking
off the watch-like device, and turning to face Nagi. The young
telekinetic nodded, preparing one of the 'tin-cha' to go into battle as
soon as Garnecia Elefantis fell. They were going to attempt to take out
yet another senshi-- one of the Outers, hopefully.
As Charon had been struggling against the guilt of her first kill, she
hadn't been present at all of the senshi's meetings. She had no idea of
Pluto's plan to 'heal' Bastet. The grey garbed psuedo-senshi clutched at
her pole arm, once again shoving away her guilt. She could dwell on it
again _after_ this battle. She couldn't let the real senshi know of her
hand in Mizuno Ami's death.
She strode quickly away from her brother's-- despite being on the team,
she still thought of them as her brother's-- teammate, building up to a
run. She brought her blade down on the violet elephant, just as the other
senshi arrived. To them, it appeared as though she had been fighting a
losing battle for some minutes.
Moon would have launched into a speech, but Charon getting _back-handed_
in the face, and getting sent flying back into a tree shot that plan to
hell. The Princess let out a battle cry, and brought the Moon Tier to
bear.
"Starlight Honeymoon Therapy Kiss!"
Garnecia trumpeted in pain, but got right back up, his garb ruined, but
his power to high a level to be taken out in a single shot. Moon tried
repeatedly, Mars and Venus throwing in some crossfire, in an attempt to
destroy the blasted thing.
Charon made a show of struggling into a sitting position, "Everyone. Hit
him at once!" she called, wincing theatrically, as she pulled herself to
her feet. Schuldich would have had a _fit_ if Charon had really gotten
injured.
And all at once they did-- Uranus and Neptune included. As Garnecia
turned to swiftly fading dust, an annoyed Bastet landed in his place, and
the pre-arranged Tin-cha lumber out of the shadows.
"Stupid little... why'd you have to destroy a good minion?!"
Venus and Moon were 'supporting' Chaorn, and the redheaded 'senshi'
snorted, "I thought you hated Horus, Xue Shi."
"I do," Batet snorted, subtlety motioning for Nagi to get the tin man
behind her to attack, "But he's got some interesting beasties under his
control. On that note...Tin-cha! Attack!"
Of course, since Charon and Apollo had once explained how to defeat the
metal man, Uranus and Mars took to cutting it up. Neptune took Moon's
place in holding up Charon.
"What's going on?" Charon hissed, watching the winged senshi get closer
to Bastet. The feline girl was paying more attention to the Tin-cha.
Schuldich wasn't in the area-- he'd be unable to tell the two redheads
what was going on. He was currently busy dealing with the quartet Nabiki
had brought home to them.
Venus gave her an 'isn't it obvious' look prior to comprehension dawning,
"Oh! You missed the meeting where Pluto told us that Moon could heal
Apollo with the Ginzoushou."
She _what_?! Charon panicked. What would the crystal do to her friend?!
But she couldn't do anything-- not without endangering the mission. And
despite everything, she knew Crawford and Aya would both seriously bitch
her out for doing so.
A no win situation.
She nodded hesitantly to Venus and Neptune, and kept a worried eye on
Bastet.
Usagi had shifted out of her Eternal Sailor Moon form, and into that of
Princess Serenity, cupping the glowing crystal in front of her. Bastet's
head snapped in her direction as the living crystal was pulled out of
subspace.
The power that radiated off of it...!
"Heal her..." Serenity whispered, hoping to 'free the sun soldier'. The
Ginzoushou's power was all encompassing. Bastet was frozen in place, and
let out a shriek as the pure, white magic throbbed through her.
The dark magic of Jhusenkyou reacted to it-- badly. Pain rocketed through
her tearing through her mental shields and slamming headlong into the
full manifestation of the Nekoken.
The redhead began to thrash, ki-claws extending and tearing up the ground
and trees about her form. The senshi scattered, watching in awe as the
violence of the reacting Jhusenkyou curse utterly destroyed the remains
of the Tin-cha.
"Wha... what's wrong?" Serenity whimpered, and Charon shivered, eyes
glued on the violent reaction of her friend to the powerful white magic.
"Dark magic and white magic don't react well together," the grey garbed
senshi whispered to herself, voice shaking as she stared, "Bastet has
been under a dark magic curse for two years..." before she could figure
it out any further, the screaming Ranma-onna flared her aura in a
desperate attempt to throw off the Ginzoushou's power.
All that happened was that she drained herself of her own ki reserves--
as tremendous as they were; the constant usage of her ki claws in her
frenzied state had already drained her considerably. Once that happened,
Bastet collapsed to the ground, unconscious and convulsing. A pulse of
white power every few moments left the senshi with the understanding that
the ginzoushou was healing her. A misguided interpretation.
Horus had watched, horrified, from the shadows as Ranma was tortured by
those senshi. If he had any doubts before that the repeated Saviors of
the world were a threat that needed to be assassinated, it was gone now.
They had blatantly chosen to torture an ally turned enemy for no other
reason than that! He pointedly ignored Serenity's facade of shock.
He caught Charon's horrified eyes as he darted out to pick up Bastet's
shuddering body. He knew he'd have to help Rache get over what had just
happened, even as he helped her get over the guilt of her first kill.
His voice was pure venom as he lifted Bastet into his arms, "You should
begin counting your lives in minutes. Ptah will be out for your blood."
So shocked were the senshi that Horus simply walked away, carrying the
sixteen year old in his arms. Farfello would be far from happy when he
found out what had happened. And Yohji was going to make _damned_ sure
that the psycho would know where the blame belonged.
On Sailor Moon.
---
"So how did--" Ken cut himself off at the sight of Ranma-onna's still
convulsing, limp body. The last time he'd seen Ranma like that had been
back before Schwartz and Weiss had decided to live together.
"C'mon, let's get her into her room," he said instead, dragging Yohji
through the House to the gender-bender's bed. Setting her down, Ken left
to retrieve some hot water, while Yohji tracked down Farfello.
Several minutes later, Jei had striped Ranma out of her Bastet outfit,
and was cradling the martial artist's head in his lap. Ken entered the
room with a mug of fairly close to boiling water-- meant to not only turn
Ranma back into a 'he', but also to force him back to consciousness.
Farfello snatched the mug from his hands, barely noting that steam came
from the water before dumping it all on his Kitty's head.
It jerked Ranma back into the waking world-- but it didn't change her
back. Jei growled angrily, his single eye burning with a fury so intense
that it's burning gaze would have killed anyone fool enough to cross him
on the spot. He pulled Kitty into a sitting position, and wrapped his
arms around her, "Who dared to do this?!"
"Sailor Moon," Yohji offered, almost cheerfully, before sobering and
eyeing Ranma as she thrashed in Jei's grip, still fighting off the
ginzoushou's power.
The one-eyed assassin snarled, "I'm the one who gets to kill her."
"Right," chimed Ken and Yohji. The leather clad playboy shifted a bit
uncomfortably, "I'm going to go chance."
Ken nodded, but kept his gaze firmly focused on Ranma-onna's face. Yohji
had explained to him what Usagi had tried to do-- it didn't seem like the
girl would try to lock Ranma as a female. There had to be-- "What's
that?"
Ranma's mysterious black mist had appeared again, apparently doing battle
with Usagi's white light. Farfello and Siberian watched curiously as the
two forces fought for dominance over Ranma. Finally, the black smoke
defeated the light. After all, the light came from an outside sourse.
The mist had come from within Ranma. Was this, perhaps, the Jhusenkyou
Curse's physical manifestation?
As the light died and the mist vanished back to where ever it came from,
Ranma stopped her flailing. She gave a pain filled grunt as her eyes
unglazed and she found herself free of that unending pain, "Where...?"
she croaked, feebly.
Farfello's grip tightened around her, and she looked up into a fiercely
glinting golden eye, "Jei-sama..."
He pet her head a bit tiredly, "My Kitty."
"You alright, Ranma?" Ken wondered, ignoring Farfie's annoyed glare, as
though he was saying 'What are _you_ still doing here?!'. Hidaka crossed
his arms, awaiting an answer.
"I'm fine," Ranma grumbled, although certainly not feeling all that
perfect. She fidgeted a bit, becoming uncomfortably away that she was
naked under the sheets. Normally, she wouldn't have given a damn, but she
felt odd being female and naked while being questioned.
Without her realizing it, Ranma's body shifted and changed, and then
there was no longer a female Ranma in the grip of her master, but an
obviously male one. He looked at Ken, confused over Siberian's startled
stuttering, and Jei's surprisingly lax grip.
"What?"
"You... you... holy... how did..."
"How'd you change?" Farfello growled lowly, "There was no hot water, what
happened?"
Being startled himself, Ranma patted his chest. He was definitely male.
Confused blue met confused gold, and found no answers to their questions.
---
End Chapter
Lalalalalalalalalala. Sleepy time...
It's okay _Krypt_, I understand not having a lot of access. Destruction,
destruction, destruction. I can't remember how much destruction is in the
next few chapters... oh well, guess we'll find out when I get off me lazy
bum and type them up, ne?
Pointless Fillers always have to happen before you get to the good stuff. *nods her head rapidly*
Bleh, still so very tired. I'm going to go crash on Itch's couch now.
(I'm at her place while I type this. Hey! Maybe that's why I'm so tired!
It's like, one in the morning! ... and she just wondered why I'm tired.
ITCH! You don't let me read over your shoulder, you're not allowed to
read over mine!)
True Identity
Chapter Fifteen: Ginzoushou
Li Xiang
For the past week, Yuki had hovered over the edge of the girl's bed. Not
for the first time, the ebony tressed assassin reached out with her
senses, probing Fujimiya's response. Still nothing. When would the girl
wake up?
"Pretty little thing," Yuki murmured, running her fingers through
Aya-chan's unbraided hair. She settled herself in the seat beside the
girl, absently staring out the window of the cabin at the Japanese
country land.
"Kojiro-jisan phoned last night, Aya-chan," Yuki started, with a distant
gaze, "Kritiker knows you're gone, but they haven't told your 'niisan.
They plan to keep your "disappearance" from him, so that he'll continue
to work for them."
Was that her imagination or had Aya shifted against her hand?
"He hasn't been by to visit, obviously, but Kojiro-jisan says that it's
because he's 'very involved' in a mission, and he hasn't been able to get
away," she nodded to some invisible person, "Otherwise, he'd have come to
find you, Little One."
Shaking her head, she stood, pulling away from Aya-chan.
Or, at least, she tried. Startled, Yuki turned to face the wavy haired
girl in the bed. Her eyes were open, although appeared to be ready to
fall shut once again, and her hand was fisted around the assassin's
wrist.
---
"C'mon, c'mon," Charon hissed at her communicator.
A sleepy looking Tsukino Usagi finally answered, "uh... huh?"
"Usagi!" she barked, "There's one of Horus's toys by the Arcade! It's
tearing up the road!"
That snapped the leader of the Sailor Senshi out of her sleep rather
quickly, "I'll be there in a sec!"
"Right!" echoed Minako and Rei a moment later. Charon nodded, clicking
off the watch-like device, and turning to face Nagi. The young
telekinetic nodded, preparing one of the 'tin-cha' to go into battle as
soon as Garnecia Elefantis fell. They were going to attempt to take out
yet another senshi-- one of the Outers, hopefully.
As Charon had been struggling against the guilt of her first kill, she
hadn't been present at all of the senshi's meetings. She had no idea of
Pluto's plan to 'heal' Bastet. The grey garbed psuedo-senshi clutched at
her pole arm, once again shoving away her guilt. She could dwell on it
again _after_ this battle. She couldn't let the real senshi know of her
hand in Mizuno Ami's death.
She strode quickly away from her brother's-- despite being on the team,
she still thought of them as her brother's-- teammate, building up to a
run. She brought her blade down on the violet elephant, just as the other
senshi arrived. To them, it appeared as though she had been fighting a
losing battle for some minutes.
Moon would have launched into a speech, but Charon getting _back-handed_
in the face, and getting sent flying back into a tree shot that plan to
hell. The Princess let out a battle cry, and brought the Moon Tier to
bear.
"Starlight Honeymoon Therapy Kiss!"
Garnecia trumpeted in pain, but got right back up, his garb ruined, but
his power to high a level to be taken out in a single shot. Moon tried
repeatedly, Mars and Venus throwing in some crossfire, in an attempt to
destroy the blasted thing.
Charon made a show of struggling into a sitting position, "Everyone. Hit
him at once!" she called, wincing theatrically, as she pulled herself to
her feet. Schuldich would have had a _fit_ if Charon had really gotten
injured.
And all at once they did-- Uranus and Neptune included. As Garnecia
turned to swiftly fading dust, an annoyed Bastet landed in his place, and
the pre-arranged Tin-cha lumber out of the shadows.
"Stupid little... why'd you have to destroy a good minion?!"
Venus and Moon were 'supporting' Chaorn, and the redheaded 'senshi'
snorted, "I thought you hated Horus, Xue Shi."
"I do," Batet snorted, subtlety motioning for Nagi to get the tin man
behind her to attack, "But he's got some interesting beasties under his
control. On that note...Tin-cha! Attack!"
Of course, since Charon and Apollo had once explained how to defeat the
metal man, Uranus and Mars took to cutting it up. Neptune took Moon's
place in holding up Charon.
"What's going on?" Charon hissed, watching the winged senshi get closer
to Bastet. The feline girl was paying more attention to the Tin-cha.
Schuldich wasn't in the area-- he'd be unable to tell the two redheads
what was going on. He was currently busy dealing with the quartet Nabiki
had brought home to them.
Venus gave her an 'isn't it obvious' look prior to comprehension dawning,
"Oh! You missed the meeting where Pluto told us that Moon could heal
Apollo with the Ginzoushou."
She _what_?! Charon panicked. What would the crystal do to her friend?!
But she couldn't do anything-- not without endangering the mission. And
despite everything, she knew Crawford and Aya would both seriously bitch
her out for doing so.
A no win situation.
She nodded hesitantly to Venus and Neptune, and kept a worried eye on
Bastet.
Usagi had shifted out of her Eternal Sailor Moon form, and into that of
Princess Serenity, cupping the glowing crystal in front of her. Bastet's
head snapped in her direction as the living crystal was pulled out of
subspace.
The power that radiated off of it...!
"Heal her..." Serenity whispered, hoping to 'free the sun soldier'. The
Ginzoushou's power was all encompassing. Bastet was frozen in place, and
let out a shriek as the pure, white magic throbbed through her.
The dark magic of Jhusenkyou reacted to it-- badly. Pain rocketed through
her tearing through her mental shields and slamming headlong into the
full manifestation of the Nekoken.
The redhead began to thrash, ki-claws extending and tearing up the ground
and trees about her form. The senshi scattered, watching in awe as the
violence of the reacting Jhusenkyou curse utterly destroyed the remains
of the Tin-cha.
"Wha... what's wrong?" Serenity whimpered, and Charon shivered, eyes
glued on the violent reaction of her friend to the powerful white magic.
"Dark magic and white magic don't react well together," the grey garbed
senshi whispered to herself, voice shaking as she stared, "Bastet has
been under a dark magic curse for two years..." before she could figure
it out any further, the screaming Ranma-onna flared her aura in a
desperate attempt to throw off the Ginzoushou's power.
All that happened was that she drained herself of her own ki reserves--
as tremendous as they were; the constant usage of her ki claws in her
frenzied state had already drained her considerably. Once that happened,
Bastet collapsed to the ground, unconscious and convulsing. A pulse of
white power every few moments left the senshi with the understanding that
the ginzoushou was healing her. A misguided interpretation.
Horus had watched, horrified, from the shadows as Ranma was tortured by
those senshi. If he had any doubts before that the repeated Saviors of
the world were a threat that needed to be assassinated, it was gone now.
They had blatantly chosen to torture an ally turned enemy for no other
reason than that! He pointedly ignored Serenity's facade of shock.
He caught Charon's horrified eyes as he darted out to pick up Bastet's
shuddering body. He knew he'd have to help Rache get over what had just
happened, even as he helped her get over the guilt of her first kill.
His voice was pure venom as he lifted Bastet into his arms, "You should
begin counting your lives in minutes. Ptah will be out for your blood."
So shocked were the senshi that Horus simply walked away, carrying the
sixteen year old in his arms. Farfello would be far from happy when he
found out what had happened. And Yohji was going to make _damned_ sure
that the psycho would know where the blame belonged.
On Sailor Moon.
---
"So how did--" Ken cut himself off at the sight of Ranma-onna's still
convulsing, limp body. The last time he'd seen Ranma like that had been
back before Schwartz and Weiss had decided to live together.
"C'mon, let's get her into her room," he said instead, dragging Yohji
through the House to the gender-bender's bed. Setting her down, Ken left
to retrieve some hot water, while Yohji tracked down Farfello.
Several minutes later, Jei had striped Ranma out of her Bastet outfit,
and was cradling the martial artist's head in his lap. Ken entered the
room with a mug of fairly close to boiling water-- meant to not only turn
Ranma back into a 'he', but also to force him back to consciousness.
Farfello snatched the mug from his hands, barely noting that steam came
from the water before dumping it all on his Kitty's head.
It jerked Ranma back into the waking world-- but it didn't change her
back. Jei growled angrily, his single eye burning with a fury so intense
that it's burning gaze would have killed anyone fool enough to cross him
on the spot. He pulled Kitty into a sitting position, and wrapped his
arms around her, "Who dared to do this?!"
"Sailor Moon," Yohji offered, almost cheerfully, before sobering and
eyeing Ranma as she thrashed in Jei's grip, still fighting off the
ginzoushou's power.
The one-eyed assassin snarled, "I'm the one who gets to kill her."
"Right," chimed Ken and Yohji. The leather clad playboy shifted a bit
uncomfortably, "I'm going to go chance."
Ken nodded, but kept his gaze firmly focused on Ranma-onna's face. Yohji
had explained to him what Usagi had tried to do-- it didn't seem like the
girl would try to lock Ranma as a female. There had to be-- "What's
that?"
Ranma's mysterious black mist had appeared again, apparently doing battle
with Usagi's white light. Farfello and Siberian watched curiously as the
two forces fought for dominance over Ranma. Finally, the black smoke
defeated the light. After all, the light came from an outside sourse.
The mist had come from within Ranma. Was this, perhaps, the Jhusenkyou
Curse's physical manifestation?
As the light died and the mist vanished back to where ever it came from,
Ranma stopped her flailing. She gave a pain filled grunt as her eyes
unglazed and she found herself free of that unending pain, "Where...?"
she croaked, feebly.
Farfello's grip tightened around her, and she looked up into a fiercely
glinting golden eye, "Jei-sama..."
He pet her head a bit tiredly, "My Kitty."
"You alright, Ranma?" Ken wondered, ignoring Farfie's annoyed glare, as
though he was saying 'What are _you_ still doing here?!'. Hidaka crossed
his arms, awaiting an answer.
"I'm fine," Ranma grumbled, although certainly not feeling all that
perfect. She fidgeted a bit, becoming uncomfortably away that she was
naked under the sheets. Normally, she wouldn't have given a damn, but she
felt odd being female and naked while being questioned.
Without her realizing it, Ranma's body shifted and changed, and then
there was no longer a female Ranma in the grip of her master, but an
obviously male one. He looked at Ken, confused over Siberian's startled
stuttering, and Jei's surprisingly lax grip.
"What?"
"You... you... holy... how did..."
"How'd you change?" Farfello growled lowly, "There was no hot water, what
happened?"
Being startled himself, Ranma patted his chest. He was definitely male.
Confused blue met confused gold, and found no answers to their questions.
---
End Chapter
Lalalalalalalalalala. Sleepy time...