Ambariel - New Chapter coming right up! Yeah, those fics were everyone
gets all angsty over killing the senshi, and revenge is bad and such...
Feh. Give me dark, psychopathic fics over those any day.
I know it was a bit unbelieveable that Pluto would fight without her
Time magic, Adyen, but if you look at it this way... she sees Yuki as
someone beneath her. That Yuki managed to cut off her teleportation
ability only served to infuriate her that this lower being was
attempting to force her to do something she didn't want to. Solution?
Prove that she can beat Yuki on Yuki's level, then kick her ass with
Time magic.
I know exactly where the series is going, right up to the fourth book
(yes, there is a third and forth book ^___^). Much fun, and much
strangeness and insanity. Just like every other part of it, ne?
True Identity
Chapter Twenty two: Problems
Li Xiang
Yuki watched, with mute facination, as a ball of light flew up from the
two pieces of Pluto's body. The corpse had collapsed, leeching blood
into the soil. Her lip quirked a bit, eyes trained on the glowing spot,
"Well, there'll be a nice green patch here."
The ball of light began to hum, flashing brightly, and Yuki shielded
her eyes in surprise.
Then... it was gone. She blinked a few times, confused, before
shrugging it off. Probably didn't matter.
Cheerfully, she skipped away from the murder scene, in the direction
her baby brother had gone. Behind her, Pluto's body ignited into neon
green flames, burning the corpse into ashes.
---
"Two senshi in one night!"
Laughter flooded out of the House, as the occupants cheered and
celebrated. Well, Fei Li, Nobuyuki, Aya-chan and Crawford weren't
celebrating. The first three didn't understand why their friends-- and
family-- were celebrating a successful murder.
Bradley, on the other hand, had apparently come down with something,
and was locked up in his room.
There was no alcohol at _this_ party, though. Ran had locked it all up,
stating that it was far the celebration of finishing the job that had
already taken up over a month of their time.
They'd all be glad when they could return to what passed as 'normal'
for them.
Certain figures were noticibly absent from the party, aside from the
first four mentioned. Nephrite, Jadaeite, and Zoicite were...
somewhere. Most likely with Xian Phu, Omi and Nabiki, as the three
formerly 'dead' men had offered their services to the fledgling
Sorceress. Kunzite was off running errands for Bradley, as usual.
No one really _knew_ what Kunzite did, excluding Kunzite and Crawford,
so they called it "running errands".
"Here, here!" cheered Yuki, "Only four of those silly wanna-be
Sorceresses left!"
They were spread about the House's living room, relaxing. The biggest
reason they were celebrating was that Pluto was no longer a problem.
The Guardian of Time would be incapable of ruining everything, now.
Being dead generally did that.
After nearly two hours, the group had come off their high, and were
settled in for a conversation of utmost importance.
"There are two major problems right now," Schuldich intoned formally--
although the image was ruined as he was wrapped around a
unhappy-and-struggling-to-get-free Ken. Ranma raised an eyebrow.
"And what problems would those be, oh Almighty telepath?"
"Smartass," he muttered with a grin, "First and foremost-- Kritiker.
What the hell are we going to do about them?"
Ran had started growling, violet eyes flashing dangerously. He wasn't
going to let them get away with what they'd done to his sister. Said
sister was watching him nervously.
She had no idea what was running through his mind right then, but she
hardly doubted that it was anything good for her former "captors".
"Alright," Yuki clapped with a grin, "One vote for utterly destroying
them."
"Make it two!" Ranma threw in with a wave, snuggling down against Jei's
side. Such went the 'decision making' until everyone agreed Kritiker
could do with being wiped out of exsistance. Now they just needed to
figure out _how_.
"We should leave that to Crawford," Nagi mused, "His visions may tell
us what we need to know."
"Good point," drawled Ken, who'd finally settled for looking petulant
as Schuldich had pulled them both into a chair, and was acting like a
human straight-jacket. He felt like a teddy-bear.
"So what's problem number two?" pondered the younger Fujimiya, who was
sprawlled across Yuki, on the couch.
"Nabiki," at the confused looks, the male german elaborated, "She's
getting stronger and stonger with dark magic. She wants revenge for
what happened to Akane and Shampoo."
"So she'll attack me?" Ranma frowned, crossing his arms, "Unexpectedly,
of course. Kinda like Ryouga... hey, has anyone seen the Lost Boy?"
A chorus of negatives greeted him, and he shrugged, "Eh, he's probably
with Akari..."
---
The Eternally Lost Boy grunted in pain, surprised that he could even
feel it. Had he not been trained in the Bakusei Tenketsu?
Then again, it hadn't been created to withstand the various tortures of
the Phoenix People. All he'd done was blow a hole in a wall trying to
get out of that cave! How was he supposed to know it was Saffron's
bedchambers?
Damn, but the one time he wanted to get lost, and he couldn't! Saotome,
this is all your fault!
---
"Back on topic," Yuki waved a hand, "I'd like to put this in the
here-and-now. Tendou's power is growing faster than any Sorceress I've
ever seen before, excluding myself. It's a damn good thing she has a
Shield and Knight, or things could get real messy."
Rache frowned, "If she's getting stonger, then how is the Kitty-cat
supposed to beat her?"
"Hey!" Ranma looked indignant, "I've killed a god, one Sorceress is
hardly going to phase me!"
"You forget that she knows all your moves," the resident telekinestic
interjected. There was a round of nods, and Ranma sighed.
"I'll deal with Nabiki _after_ we get rid of the last four senshi," he
made a fist, and wondered, not for the first time, if he'd be capable
of emulating the attacks of the senshi he'd absorbed and vaporized.
It would be _damned_ funny to see the senshis' faces when he destoryed
them with their comrades' powers.
---
Inside his room, Crawford stared up at the ceiling. He had removed his
glasses, and was pinching the bridge of his nose in an attempt to stave
off his pounding headache. It wasn't working, and he hadn't really
expected it to. After all, he'd already had it for nearly four hours
now.
Approximately an hour prior, the pain had crested, no longer
increasing, but it wasn't decreasing, either. With a bit of annoyance,
Crawford reached out in an attempt to pull free a vision to tell him
when it would stop hurting.
To his surprise, almos the moment he did so, the pain vanished into
nothingness. Of course, a split second later, he was left with a vision
that had him gasping for air.
That had been... intense. Whatever he was seeing, he was positive it
was sometime down the line-- as the most prominate figure was Nabiki,
and she looked around twenty-five or so. He couldn't really tell,
though, as another face overlay hers.
Highly... confusing.
The vision also displayed an arrogant seeming Tsukiyono, and a sullen
Nagi, locked in battle. Now that was strange. Not to mention the fact
that Farfello was siding with Omi, and Ranma was nowhere in sight. The
flirtaious form of Yohji had been present as well, although Crawford
couldn't figure out for all the world why Kudou had a sniper's rifle in
hand.
He let go of the vision, to find himself standing beside his bed.
Somehow, his glasses were on his face. Frowing, he shifted, and
suddenly became aware that he was holding a massive, violet key.
"What the..." he gaped, and then his eyes grew wider as the purple
metal raded into simple iron, before them-- excluding that embarrsingly
heart-shaped top that turned to gleaming silver.
/You are the next guardian?/ mused an unfamiliar voice in his mind, /I
have never been weilded by a male before. How... unsual./
"What the hell?!" Crawford hissed, and the flurite orb atop the staff
pulsed.
/I am the Gates of Time, Bradley Crawford, and you have been chosen as
the next Guardian./
"This is just some bad dream." Brad mumbled to himself, "Just some
sick, twisted, tortured dream..."
---
Michiru waited four days before she packed up and moved into the temple
with Rei. It was, by that point, ever so obvious that Setsuna, Haruka
and Hotaru would not be returning. Her heart clenched fearfully.
They hadn't even taken out _one_ member of the enemy, but they had
gotten six of the senshi... who would be next? Who would vanish in the
middle of the night, not to be seen again?
However, hope did bubble. They still had Moon. And... perhaps... if
they could find Amun-Ra's base of operations...
There was still a chance of victory. Still a chance to retrieve
everyone that had been taken captive. She related this plan to the
others-- and was surprised to learn that Charon had apparently thought
the same.
The redheaded Senshi had been steadily working through all the 'safe
houses' she knew their enemy had. She was almost positive that she knew
where Amun-Ra stayed.
So the fire senshi made plans to meet the next night, in order to check
out the last four buildings Naru had left to check.
Moon would check the computer shop in Odiba.
Mars would take the school in Shinjuku.
Venus had the Kunou Mansion.
And Neptune and Charon were to go to a certain warehouse at the edge of
the district.
---
End Chapter
Poor Crawford...
gets all angsty over killing the senshi, and revenge is bad and such...
Feh. Give me dark, psychopathic fics over those any day.
I know it was a bit unbelieveable that Pluto would fight without her
Time magic, Adyen, but if you look at it this way... she sees Yuki as
someone beneath her. That Yuki managed to cut off her teleportation
ability only served to infuriate her that this lower being was
attempting to force her to do something she didn't want to. Solution?
Prove that she can beat Yuki on Yuki's level, then kick her ass with
Time magic.
I know exactly where the series is going, right up to the fourth book
(yes, there is a third and forth book ^___^). Much fun, and much
strangeness and insanity. Just like every other part of it, ne?
True Identity
Chapter Twenty two: Problems
Li Xiang
Yuki watched, with mute facination, as a ball of light flew up from the
two pieces of Pluto's body. The corpse had collapsed, leeching blood
into the soil. Her lip quirked a bit, eyes trained on the glowing spot,
"Well, there'll be a nice green patch here."
The ball of light began to hum, flashing brightly, and Yuki shielded
her eyes in surprise.
Then... it was gone. She blinked a few times, confused, before
shrugging it off. Probably didn't matter.
Cheerfully, she skipped away from the murder scene, in the direction
her baby brother had gone. Behind her, Pluto's body ignited into neon
green flames, burning the corpse into ashes.
---
"Two senshi in one night!"
Laughter flooded out of the House, as the occupants cheered and
celebrated. Well, Fei Li, Nobuyuki, Aya-chan and Crawford weren't
celebrating. The first three didn't understand why their friends-- and
family-- were celebrating a successful murder.
Bradley, on the other hand, had apparently come down with something,
and was locked up in his room.
There was no alcohol at _this_ party, though. Ran had locked it all up,
stating that it was far the celebration of finishing the job that had
already taken up over a month of their time.
They'd all be glad when they could return to what passed as 'normal'
for them.
Certain figures were noticibly absent from the party, aside from the
first four mentioned. Nephrite, Jadaeite, and Zoicite were...
somewhere. Most likely with Xian Phu, Omi and Nabiki, as the three
formerly 'dead' men had offered their services to the fledgling
Sorceress. Kunzite was off running errands for Bradley, as usual.
No one really _knew_ what Kunzite did, excluding Kunzite and Crawford,
so they called it "running errands".
"Here, here!" cheered Yuki, "Only four of those silly wanna-be
Sorceresses left!"
They were spread about the House's living room, relaxing. The biggest
reason they were celebrating was that Pluto was no longer a problem.
The Guardian of Time would be incapable of ruining everything, now.
Being dead generally did that.
After nearly two hours, the group had come off their high, and were
settled in for a conversation of utmost importance.
"There are two major problems right now," Schuldich intoned formally--
although the image was ruined as he was wrapped around a
unhappy-and-struggling-to-get-free Ken. Ranma raised an eyebrow.
"And what problems would those be, oh Almighty telepath?"
"Smartass," he muttered with a grin, "First and foremost-- Kritiker.
What the hell are we going to do about them?"
Ran had started growling, violet eyes flashing dangerously. He wasn't
going to let them get away with what they'd done to his sister. Said
sister was watching him nervously.
She had no idea what was running through his mind right then, but she
hardly doubted that it was anything good for her former "captors".
"Alright," Yuki clapped with a grin, "One vote for utterly destroying
them."
"Make it two!" Ranma threw in with a wave, snuggling down against Jei's
side. Such went the 'decision making' until everyone agreed Kritiker
could do with being wiped out of exsistance. Now they just needed to
figure out _how_.
"We should leave that to Crawford," Nagi mused, "His visions may tell
us what we need to know."
"Good point," drawled Ken, who'd finally settled for looking petulant
as Schuldich had pulled them both into a chair, and was acting like a
human straight-jacket. He felt like a teddy-bear.
"So what's problem number two?" pondered the younger Fujimiya, who was
sprawlled across Yuki, on the couch.
"Nabiki," at the confused looks, the male german elaborated, "She's
getting stronger and stonger with dark magic. She wants revenge for
what happened to Akane and Shampoo."
"So she'll attack me?" Ranma frowned, crossing his arms, "Unexpectedly,
of course. Kinda like Ryouga... hey, has anyone seen the Lost Boy?"
A chorus of negatives greeted him, and he shrugged, "Eh, he's probably
with Akari..."
---
The Eternally Lost Boy grunted in pain, surprised that he could even
feel it. Had he not been trained in the Bakusei Tenketsu?
Then again, it hadn't been created to withstand the various tortures of
the Phoenix People. All he'd done was blow a hole in a wall trying to
get out of that cave! How was he supposed to know it was Saffron's
bedchambers?
Damn, but the one time he wanted to get lost, and he couldn't! Saotome,
this is all your fault!
---
"Back on topic," Yuki waved a hand, "I'd like to put this in the
here-and-now. Tendou's power is growing faster than any Sorceress I've
ever seen before, excluding myself. It's a damn good thing she has a
Shield and Knight, or things could get real messy."
Rache frowned, "If she's getting stonger, then how is the Kitty-cat
supposed to beat her?"
"Hey!" Ranma looked indignant, "I've killed a god, one Sorceress is
hardly going to phase me!"
"You forget that she knows all your moves," the resident telekinestic
interjected. There was a round of nods, and Ranma sighed.
"I'll deal with Nabiki _after_ we get rid of the last four senshi," he
made a fist, and wondered, not for the first time, if he'd be capable
of emulating the attacks of the senshi he'd absorbed and vaporized.
It would be _damned_ funny to see the senshis' faces when he destoryed
them with their comrades' powers.
---
Inside his room, Crawford stared up at the ceiling. He had removed his
glasses, and was pinching the bridge of his nose in an attempt to stave
off his pounding headache. It wasn't working, and he hadn't really
expected it to. After all, he'd already had it for nearly four hours
now.
Approximately an hour prior, the pain had crested, no longer
increasing, but it wasn't decreasing, either. With a bit of annoyance,
Crawford reached out in an attempt to pull free a vision to tell him
when it would stop hurting.
To his surprise, almos the moment he did so, the pain vanished into
nothingness. Of course, a split second later, he was left with a vision
that had him gasping for air.
That had been... intense. Whatever he was seeing, he was positive it
was sometime down the line-- as the most prominate figure was Nabiki,
and she looked around twenty-five or so. He couldn't really tell,
though, as another face overlay hers.
Highly... confusing.
The vision also displayed an arrogant seeming Tsukiyono, and a sullen
Nagi, locked in battle. Now that was strange. Not to mention the fact
that Farfello was siding with Omi, and Ranma was nowhere in sight. The
flirtaious form of Yohji had been present as well, although Crawford
couldn't figure out for all the world why Kudou had a sniper's rifle in
hand.
He let go of the vision, to find himself standing beside his bed.
Somehow, his glasses were on his face. Frowing, he shifted, and
suddenly became aware that he was holding a massive, violet key.
"What the..." he gaped, and then his eyes grew wider as the purple
metal raded into simple iron, before them-- excluding that embarrsingly
heart-shaped top that turned to gleaming silver.
/You are the next guardian?/ mused an unfamiliar voice in his mind, /I
have never been weilded by a male before. How... unsual./
"What the hell?!" Crawford hissed, and the flurite orb atop the staff
pulsed.
/I am the Gates of Time, Bradley Crawford, and you have been chosen as
the next Guardian./
"This is just some bad dream." Brad mumbled to himself, "Just some
sick, twisted, tortured dream..."
---
Michiru waited four days before she packed up and moved into the temple
with Rei. It was, by that point, ever so obvious that Setsuna, Haruka
and Hotaru would not be returning. Her heart clenched fearfully.
They hadn't even taken out _one_ member of the enemy, but they had
gotten six of the senshi... who would be next? Who would vanish in the
middle of the night, not to be seen again?
However, hope did bubble. They still had Moon. And... perhaps... if
they could find Amun-Ra's base of operations...
There was still a chance of victory. Still a chance to retrieve
everyone that had been taken captive. She related this plan to the
others-- and was surprised to learn that Charon had apparently thought
the same.
The redheaded Senshi had been steadily working through all the 'safe
houses' she knew their enemy had. She was almost positive that she knew
where Amun-Ra stayed.
So the fire senshi made plans to meet the next night, in order to check
out the last four buildings Naru had left to check.
Moon would check the computer shop in Odiba.
Mars would take the school in Shinjuku.
Venus had the Kunou Mansion.
And Neptune and Charon were to go to a certain warehouse at the edge of
the district.
---
End Chapter
Poor Crawford...