*eyeing her neighbor, who has apparently decided that coming over to
Li's house at _six'_in_the_f'in_morning_ is a good idea* I swear, my
parents are going to kill me. Good thing I was awake when Itch showed
up knocking. *groans* I hate life sometimes. She's on my couch,
rambling on about the evils of the christmas carols we had to suffer
through over the past week. I think I'll distract her with a videogame.
In other news, I'm on my Christmas Vacation. Yay me! Prezzies! *does a
happy dance* To quote some fic I read somewhere, "You can't win me over
with apologies, but prezzies will work".
Stratagemini - Don't know. I'll have to ask Mei Neko, since she's the
one who originally designed Yuki.
True Identity
Chapter Twenty-One : Twice
Li Xiang
"It's about time," Bastet grumbled to Horus, "Listening to Yuki bitch
is a pain in the ass!"
"She's your sister," Horus pointed out helpfully.
"Yeah, well, she's Aya-chan's girlfriend. Why can't she bitch to her?"
"Both of you, shut up," Osiris hissed from where he stood in the
shadows. He truly, truly, _truly_ hated being reminded that his sister
had somehow managed to fall for a sociopathic woman.
The trio returned their attention back to the 'battle' as Charon and
Neptune finally did away with the tin-cha. Pluto took a menacing step
forward, "You have endangered Crystal Tokyo for the last time!"
"What the _hell_ is Crystal Tokyo?" pondered Horus, and Bastet snorted.
"It's where these morons rule the world, after purging it of everyone
who doesn't agree with them."
"Crystal Tokyo is a paradise!" Venus snapped back, anger coursing
through her.
My cue, Yuki thought gleefully, as she hopped out of the tree that hid
her, landing between the two groups.
She was dressed in a white as snow tube-top, an equally white scarf
tied around her neck, the ends draping down her front to flutter at her
knees. It was knotted at her navel to keep the parts from getting in
the way of her arms. A mid-thigh length skirt of lace floated about her
legs, revealing a white bikini bottom. Silver bands wrapped around her
upper arms, her shins, and her thighs, her feet clad in white
flat-footed ankle-boots, while white braces wrapped around her wrists.
Her black hair had been swept up into a ponytail atop her head, and
tied with a white ribbon, a pair of silver bells dangling from the
ends. She looked the epitome of goodness.
"Now then," Yuki managed to sound both sane and regal, shock of all
shocks, "What is this silly little argument about?"
"She's so pretty," Venus whispered, and Moon clapped happily.
"She's wearing white! She _must_ be a good guy!"
Bastet stepped forward, looking annoyed, "Oh great, come to spoil our
fun?"
"I merely wish to know what is going on, Bastet," Okay, so she wanted
to cause a little bloodshed, too... she caught Ptah's eye, and the man
slipped out of the shadows, behind Uranus. The blonde outer did not
notice.
Moon drew herself up, pointing to her enemies, "They're trying to
destroy the paradise that we'll create!"
"Paradise?" mused Yuki, "There is no such thing. To live, one must
suffer; Doctor Victor Frankl."
Horus, Bastet and Osiris turned curious eyes on Saotome's older sister.
Horus scratched his head, "You can quote people?"
"Anyone can quote," Uranus bit out, glaring evilly at him, "So... we
going to fight now?"
Yuki gave a sharp nod of the head, and the sky Senshi shifted, about to
launch herself at the Egyptian Deities. However, she did not get very
far-- for a scream of pain ripped from her throat as Ptah twisted her
arms up behind her, and broke them. He laughed joyously.
"Uranus!" Neptune shrieked, and made a dash for her lover, but a spell
froze her in place. Yuki looked on with a sadistic grin.
"Whoops. Did _I_ do that?"
"HA-HA!" crowed Bastet, "Time to have some fun, ne Isis?"
"Indeed, little sister," Isis licked her lips, "I think it's long past
due time."
The white garbed 'deity' launched herself at Pluto, her own magic
forcing the seer Senshi to remain trapped on the mortal plane. There
would be no mistakes, she thought, catching the key as Pluto swung it.
By the Senshi's shocked look, she doubted Pluto had thought Isis
capable of catching the attack. Foolish woman.
Bastet had made for Moon, Osiris took on Venus and the Wink Sword,
while Horus attacked Mars. Ptah had leg Uranus away, even as the Outer
Senshi's magic had begun to heal her arms.
Charon melted back, no one noticing, while Neptune looked on helplessly
from where she'd been frozen.
The being known as Rache flitted through the trees after Farfello and
Haruka, silently tugging the part of her that was Saturn to the fore
front. Dark magic thrummed through her veins, boosting her speed and
endurance.
There! A flash of white hair and seifuku. Farfello and Haruka. Rache
settled silently in place, watching the battle, and she frowned. Jei
would not... oh, he probably would, she groaned.
"Irish!"
Uranus looked up at Charon's voice. The grey Senshi was crouched in a
tree, holding-- dear gods above! Charon was holding the Silence Glaive!
Where in the world had she gotten it?!
Ptah, too, had looked up with a scowl, "What?"
"Bleed her, don't kill her," Charon snapped, "Kitty wants her power,
remember?"
"Charon!?"
"Rache," the girl corrected, "or Saturn, or Hotaru. Doesn't matter. I'm
all of them, 'Haruka-papa'." the twist on the words made it seem a
curse.
Uranus glared at her, "You're not my daughter! You're a traitor!"
"How can I be a traitor when I was never on your side?" wondered the
redhead, staring down at her. Haruka had been a large part of her
hatred of the Senshi. The blond woman had made her life hell when she
had tried to remain friends with Usagi.
Rache's lips quirked up as Jei reminded Uranus who her enemy was-- him.
He rammed his knife into her lower back with a gleeful cackle. Oh, oh
this would be _fun_.
Emotionless green and violet eyes watched Uranus' torture, watching a
person that a part of her called 'papa', bleed to death.
---
Bastet spat angrily as she hauled herself back to her feet. Beside her,
Horus and Osiris drew themselves up, glaring. Neptune, Moon, Mars, and
Venus had made their escape in a brilliant flare of power from the
Ginzoushou.
The sounds of cursing drew their attention to where Yuki and Pluto were
duking it out. Bastet whistled lowly, "Wow, Yuki's good."
"Maybe it's in your family," mused Horus, before being smacked upside
the head. Ranma _glared_ at him.
"I _trained_ and trained _hard_ to get my skill, moron!"
"Okay, okay, I get it!"
/If you're done, you should probably see to Farf and Uranus./
They jumped, surprised at Schuldich's entrance into their thoughts.
After a moment they all nodded, and soon enough they had ran off in the
direction that the aforementioned pair had gone. Schuldich retreated
from their minds to go back to his normal hobby. Ken-chasing.
Bastet cheered mightily when they entered the clearing where Uranus lay
bleeding to death. The blond was laid out on the ground, sobbing from
the pain. Charon stood over her with an odd grin on her face, obviously
pleased with the "Strongest" Senshi broken on the ground.
Uranus was missing one arm, and the other lay at an odd angle to her
body. Her fuku was in shreds, hanging from her abused frame.
Farfello was gleefully stabbing her in the stomach, over and over
again.
Uranus' head lolled to the side, hazy, tear reddened eyes stared at the
encroaching enemy. She found no sympathy, no regret, in the icy violet,
hard green, or shining blue gazes that peered back at her.
I'm dead, a distant part of her mind seemed to say with childish
wonder.
"Farfello," Horus greeted the man who had scared him by inclining his
head.
"Balinese," the man pointedly ignored Osiris, "Come here, my Kitty."
Bastet bounced over to her master's side, nuzzling and nipping the side
of his neck playfully, before turning to the Senshi beneath him. Laying
her hand between Uranus' breasts, she smiled.
"I bet you want to know what we 'came here' for."
The blonde gave a shaky nod, and Ranma's eyes twinkled.
"That's very simple. We were hired to kill you," to Uranus' shocked
expression, Ranma let an exultant smile cross her lips.
"Happo Go ensatsu revised: Spirit Obliteration!"
---
Back with Yuki, Pluto found herself hard pressed. She hadn't had a
purely physical battle with anyone in centuries-- millennia, even!=-=
and Yuki was no slouch.
Like her brother, the raven haired assassin, code named Kitsune, had
been trained since walking to fight. Unlike Ranma, Yuki had also been
trained to kill that entire length of time.
Still, both were well matched-- Yuki's nineteen years of training
verus' Pluto's millennia of the same, was a surprisingly even match.
After all, fighting _against_ someone with the intent to kill, was a
completely different game than merely beating on inanimate objects. Had
they _been_ the same, one Tendou Akane wouldn't be in a coma in the
hospital at that particular moment.
Then Yuki got a lucky break, smacking a pressure point on each of
Pluto's wrists in quick succession. Her hands spasmed, and the key fell
from temporarily nerveless fingers, leaving Pluto weaponless.
"Shit!"
The Senshi dove for her weapon, completely forgetting Yuki's presence.
Stupid mistake, the ruby-eyed woman berated herself upon catching the
assassin's boot with her ribs. There had been enough force behind the
kick to break two of them.
"Ah-ah-ah," tutted Yuki, who scooped the key-shaped staff up, before
hurling it towards the trees, several meters away. Ruthless
determination glinted behind umber irises. (What color are her eyes
again?)
Flipping to her feet, Pluto touched a hand to her ribs, hissing. Well
now, this was not good. Her injuries were _not_ healing as quick as
they should be. This would go downhill; she had come to depend on her
staff's presence when she fought.
Meiou Setsuna ignored that, however. She hurtled herself back at Yuki,
hoping her 'superior speed' would keep her out of trouble until the
other Senshi could arrive and save her ass. However, she did not _have_
superior speed, or at least, it was not so superior that Yuki did not
land any hits.
Having been knocked around by that bloody key, Yuki had expected
Setsuna's punches to have strength. They probably would have, had the
woman not been telegraphing all her moves. Must be all the posturing
and posing that they do, 'Isis' thought cheerfully.
While she loved a challenge, she was also getting hungry. The Saotome
Stomach was pretty much the only thing she had inherited from Genma
aside from hair color. With food on her mind, the eldest Saotome child
shot into action.
First, duck under Pluto's punch. Jab the Senshi in the stomach, and
sweep her legs out from under her.
Second, glare as Pluto does a hand-less flip back onto her feet.
Third, get own feet knocked out, but catch Setsuna's leg between
ankles. Throw Pluto and roll onto feet. [1]
Fourth, stomp Pluto in the stomach, hard.
Fifth, when the idiot does not give up on struggling, press heel into
throat, and watch her suffocate gleefully.
Sixth, find self flying through the air, confused. Look and see Pluto
staggering to her feet.
Seventh...
...Get pissed off and cheat. Yuki threw a handful of dirt into Pluto's
face, and promptly summoned a blade from the air. The diamond sword--
made of compressed carbon molecules-- would not last long, but it would
last long enough for her tastes.
"Bai-bai, P-san!"
Just as she got the dirt from her eyes, Pluto felt Yuki's blade sink
home-- splitting her diagonally from shoulder to hip.
---
End Chapter
I think this is a good place to stop. *grin*
[1] I've done this. It was a few years ago, but I have done it. Devon
was not a happy man when he met Mister Pine Tree.
Li's house at _six'_in_the_f'in_morning_ is a good idea* I swear, my
parents are going to kill me. Good thing I was awake when Itch showed
up knocking. *groans* I hate life sometimes. She's on my couch,
rambling on about the evils of the christmas carols we had to suffer
through over the past week. I think I'll distract her with a videogame.
In other news, I'm on my Christmas Vacation. Yay me! Prezzies! *does a
happy dance* To quote some fic I read somewhere, "You can't win me over
with apologies, but prezzies will work".
Stratagemini - Don't know. I'll have to ask Mei Neko, since she's the
one who originally designed Yuki.
True Identity
Chapter Twenty-One : Twice
Li Xiang
"It's about time," Bastet grumbled to Horus, "Listening to Yuki bitch
is a pain in the ass!"
"She's your sister," Horus pointed out helpfully.
"Yeah, well, she's Aya-chan's girlfriend. Why can't she bitch to her?"
"Both of you, shut up," Osiris hissed from where he stood in the
shadows. He truly, truly, _truly_ hated being reminded that his sister
had somehow managed to fall for a sociopathic woman.
The trio returned their attention back to the 'battle' as Charon and
Neptune finally did away with the tin-cha. Pluto took a menacing step
forward, "You have endangered Crystal Tokyo for the last time!"
"What the _hell_ is Crystal Tokyo?" pondered Horus, and Bastet snorted.
"It's where these morons rule the world, after purging it of everyone
who doesn't agree with them."
"Crystal Tokyo is a paradise!" Venus snapped back, anger coursing
through her.
My cue, Yuki thought gleefully, as she hopped out of the tree that hid
her, landing between the two groups.
She was dressed in a white as snow tube-top, an equally white scarf
tied around her neck, the ends draping down her front to flutter at her
knees. It was knotted at her navel to keep the parts from getting in
the way of her arms. A mid-thigh length skirt of lace floated about her
legs, revealing a white bikini bottom. Silver bands wrapped around her
upper arms, her shins, and her thighs, her feet clad in white
flat-footed ankle-boots, while white braces wrapped around her wrists.
Her black hair had been swept up into a ponytail atop her head, and
tied with a white ribbon, a pair of silver bells dangling from the
ends. She looked the epitome of goodness.
"Now then," Yuki managed to sound both sane and regal, shock of all
shocks, "What is this silly little argument about?"
"She's so pretty," Venus whispered, and Moon clapped happily.
"She's wearing white! She _must_ be a good guy!"
Bastet stepped forward, looking annoyed, "Oh great, come to spoil our
fun?"
"I merely wish to know what is going on, Bastet," Okay, so she wanted
to cause a little bloodshed, too... she caught Ptah's eye, and the man
slipped out of the shadows, behind Uranus. The blonde outer did not
notice.
Moon drew herself up, pointing to her enemies, "They're trying to
destroy the paradise that we'll create!"
"Paradise?" mused Yuki, "There is no such thing. To live, one must
suffer; Doctor Victor Frankl."
Horus, Bastet and Osiris turned curious eyes on Saotome's older sister.
Horus scratched his head, "You can quote people?"
"Anyone can quote," Uranus bit out, glaring evilly at him, "So... we
going to fight now?"
Yuki gave a sharp nod of the head, and the sky Senshi shifted, about to
launch herself at the Egyptian Deities. However, she did not get very
far-- for a scream of pain ripped from her throat as Ptah twisted her
arms up behind her, and broke them. He laughed joyously.
"Uranus!" Neptune shrieked, and made a dash for her lover, but a spell
froze her in place. Yuki looked on with a sadistic grin.
"Whoops. Did _I_ do that?"
"HA-HA!" crowed Bastet, "Time to have some fun, ne Isis?"
"Indeed, little sister," Isis licked her lips, "I think it's long past
due time."
The white garbed 'deity' launched herself at Pluto, her own magic
forcing the seer Senshi to remain trapped on the mortal plane. There
would be no mistakes, she thought, catching the key as Pluto swung it.
By the Senshi's shocked look, she doubted Pluto had thought Isis
capable of catching the attack. Foolish woman.
Bastet had made for Moon, Osiris took on Venus and the Wink Sword,
while Horus attacked Mars. Ptah had leg Uranus away, even as the Outer
Senshi's magic had begun to heal her arms.
Charon melted back, no one noticing, while Neptune looked on helplessly
from where she'd been frozen.
The being known as Rache flitted through the trees after Farfello and
Haruka, silently tugging the part of her that was Saturn to the fore
front. Dark magic thrummed through her veins, boosting her speed and
endurance.
There! A flash of white hair and seifuku. Farfello and Haruka. Rache
settled silently in place, watching the battle, and she frowned. Jei
would not... oh, he probably would, she groaned.
"Irish!"
Uranus looked up at Charon's voice. The grey Senshi was crouched in a
tree, holding-- dear gods above! Charon was holding the Silence Glaive!
Where in the world had she gotten it?!
Ptah, too, had looked up with a scowl, "What?"
"Bleed her, don't kill her," Charon snapped, "Kitty wants her power,
remember?"
"Charon!?"
"Rache," the girl corrected, "or Saturn, or Hotaru. Doesn't matter. I'm
all of them, 'Haruka-papa'." the twist on the words made it seem a
curse.
Uranus glared at her, "You're not my daughter! You're a traitor!"
"How can I be a traitor when I was never on your side?" wondered the
redhead, staring down at her. Haruka had been a large part of her
hatred of the Senshi. The blond woman had made her life hell when she
had tried to remain friends with Usagi.
Rache's lips quirked up as Jei reminded Uranus who her enemy was-- him.
He rammed his knife into her lower back with a gleeful cackle. Oh, oh
this would be _fun_.
Emotionless green and violet eyes watched Uranus' torture, watching a
person that a part of her called 'papa', bleed to death.
---
Bastet spat angrily as she hauled herself back to her feet. Beside her,
Horus and Osiris drew themselves up, glaring. Neptune, Moon, Mars, and
Venus had made their escape in a brilliant flare of power from the
Ginzoushou.
The sounds of cursing drew their attention to where Yuki and Pluto were
duking it out. Bastet whistled lowly, "Wow, Yuki's good."
"Maybe it's in your family," mused Horus, before being smacked upside
the head. Ranma _glared_ at him.
"I _trained_ and trained _hard_ to get my skill, moron!"
"Okay, okay, I get it!"
/If you're done, you should probably see to Farf and Uranus./
They jumped, surprised at Schuldich's entrance into their thoughts.
After a moment they all nodded, and soon enough they had ran off in the
direction that the aforementioned pair had gone. Schuldich retreated
from their minds to go back to his normal hobby. Ken-chasing.
Bastet cheered mightily when they entered the clearing where Uranus lay
bleeding to death. The blond was laid out on the ground, sobbing from
the pain. Charon stood over her with an odd grin on her face, obviously
pleased with the "Strongest" Senshi broken on the ground.
Uranus was missing one arm, and the other lay at an odd angle to her
body. Her fuku was in shreds, hanging from her abused frame.
Farfello was gleefully stabbing her in the stomach, over and over
again.
Uranus' head lolled to the side, hazy, tear reddened eyes stared at the
encroaching enemy. She found no sympathy, no regret, in the icy violet,
hard green, or shining blue gazes that peered back at her.
I'm dead, a distant part of her mind seemed to say with childish
wonder.
"Farfello," Horus greeted the man who had scared him by inclining his
head.
"Balinese," the man pointedly ignored Osiris, "Come here, my Kitty."
Bastet bounced over to her master's side, nuzzling and nipping the side
of his neck playfully, before turning to the Senshi beneath him. Laying
her hand between Uranus' breasts, she smiled.
"I bet you want to know what we 'came here' for."
The blonde gave a shaky nod, and Ranma's eyes twinkled.
"That's very simple. We were hired to kill you," to Uranus' shocked
expression, Ranma let an exultant smile cross her lips.
"Happo Go ensatsu revised: Spirit Obliteration!"
---
Back with Yuki, Pluto found herself hard pressed. She hadn't had a
purely physical battle with anyone in centuries-- millennia, even!=-=
and Yuki was no slouch.
Like her brother, the raven haired assassin, code named Kitsune, had
been trained since walking to fight. Unlike Ranma, Yuki had also been
trained to kill that entire length of time.
Still, both were well matched-- Yuki's nineteen years of training
verus' Pluto's millennia of the same, was a surprisingly even match.
After all, fighting _against_ someone with the intent to kill, was a
completely different game than merely beating on inanimate objects. Had
they _been_ the same, one Tendou Akane wouldn't be in a coma in the
hospital at that particular moment.
Then Yuki got a lucky break, smacking a pressure point on each of
Pluto's wrists in quick succession. Her hands spasmed, and the key fell
from temporarily nerveless fingers, leaving Pluto weaponless.
"Shit!"
The Senshi dove for her weapon, completely forgetting Yuki's presence.
Stupid mistake, the ruby-eyed woman berated herself upon catching the
assassin's boot with her ribs. There had been enough force behind the
kick to break two of them.
"Ah-ah-ah," tutted Yuki, who scooped the key-shaped staff up, before
hurling it towards the trees, several meters away. Ruthless
determination glinted behind umber irises. (What color are her eyes
again?)
Flipping to her feet, Pluto touched a hand to her ribs, hissing. Well
now, this was not good. Her injuries were _not_ healing as quick as
they should be. This would go downhill; she had come to depend on her
staff's presence when she fought.
Meiou Setsuna ignored that, however. She hurtled herself back at Yuki,
hoping her 'superior speed' would keep her out of trouble until the
other Senshi could arrive and save her ass. However, she did not _have_
superior speed, or at least, it was not so superior that Yuki did not
land any hits.
Having been knocked around by that bloody key, Yuki had expected
Setsuna's punches to have strength. They probably would have, had the
woman not been telegraphing all her moves. Must be all the posturing
and posing that they do, 'Isis' thought cheerfully.
While she loved a challenge, she was also getting hungry. The Saotome
Stomach was pretty much the only thing she had inherited from Genma
aside from hair color. With food on her mind, the eldest Saotome child
shot into action.
First, duck under Pluto's punch. Jab the Senshi in the stomach, and
sweep her legs out from under her.
Second, glare as Pluto does a hand-less flip back onto her feet.
Third, get own feet knocked out, but catch Setsuna's leg between
ankles. Throw Pluto and roll onto feet. [1]
Fourth, stomp Pluto in the stomach, hard.
Fifth, when the idiot does not give up on struggling, press heel into
throat, and watch her suffocate gleefully.
Sixth, find self flying through the air, confused. Look and see Pluto
staggering to her feet.
Seventh...
...Get pissed off and cheat. Yuki threw a handful of dirt into Pluto's
face, and promptly summoned a blade from the air. The diamond sword--
made of compressed carbon molecules-- would not last long, but it would
last long enough for her tastes.
"Bai-bai, P-san!"
Just as she got the dirt from her eyes, Pluto felt Yuki's blade sink
home-- splitting her diagonally from shoulder to hip.
---
End Chapter
I think this is a good place to stop. *grin*
[1] I've done this. It was a few years ago, but I have done it. Devon
was not a happy man when he met Mister Pine Tree.