A.N. A huge Thankyou to: 'JadesRose', 'Ashley (sunstardp)', 'serenity's
rose', Sinny, UsagiKIK, MoonWonderer, and one 'anonymous' for reviewing.
Once again, I will dive straight into it..
Disclaimer: I Don't Own Sailor Moon.
"Mercury Planet Power!"
"Venus Planet Power!"
"Mars Planet Power!"
"Jupiter Planet Power!"
"Saturn Planet Power!"
"Uranus Planet Power!"
"Neptune Planet Power!"
"Pluto Planet Power!"
Magic. Magic, was the only word to describe the scene that took place. The scouts had all combined their powers before, but this time it was something different. Many years had passed since they fought as one in the battle, and, it was always under the lead of the Sailor Moon. But this time, the moon princess could not fight, something was inside her, tormenting her soul. To them, she was lost.
The Eight sailor scouts had grown strong over time, their years of experience was on their side. The eight of them stood holding hands in a circle. Each of them was glowing with their own special light, the light from their planet, the light from their souls. They were untouched by everything around them, no wind, no debris. Each of them levitated off the floor, their hair floating up above the ceiling. Suddenly, a bright flash of light surrounded the girls, and when the light dimmed slowly, their uniforms had changed. They were all wearing long, flowing ball gowns, each dress clinging perfectly to their bodies. They were all strapless, with a choker around their necks, each of them the colour of their own planet. They had ascended to another level. They had become the guardians of their planets. Each of them glowed with a beautiful white light, their faces as crisp and pure as fresh snow. Their cheeks were rosier the Santa's, and their lips had glossed with their planet's colour. Jupiter's lips turned a striking green, like they had been covered with sparkling emeralds.
They were enchanting to watch, eight princesses, exposing their souls for the world to see. The white light in the middle of the circle erupted in a rainbow of colours, the lights swirled in around each other in a beautiful ballet. The room was soaked in a dazzling light, cleansing the shadows with pure, white, energy.
Their light fell upon Serena, she stirred for a moment. Her eyes looked at them all, is if she was once again remembering who she was. But that moment passed, her eyes returned to their blank void.
"Universal, Guardian, Power!"
They all shouted in chorus. The rainbow in the centre if them shot out, breaking free of their circle. It hurled towards the evil in a blinding flash.
"No!" Daymon shouted, the light colliding into him.
The room went quiet, the scouts opened up their eyes. In each of their eyes flashed something extraordinary, a spark of ancient wisdom, a spark of knowledge beyond comprehension. But it was only a spark, and it soon faded. The Eight of them looked up, just in time to see the energy collide with the evil. Time seamed to move slowly, as if someone had hit the pause button and was playing their lives 'frame by frame'. The white beam that had blanketed the room had disappeared and the room had returned to normal lighting. The eight Sailor scouts watched on, looking to see the out come of this battle.
By this point, they were way beyond tired. They had passed that point long ago. Now a simple feather could knock them over, but still they stood strong. The energy went straight into Daymon, the light illuminated out of each and every orifice in his body. He was like a cartoon that was about to explode. He dropped down to his knees and let out an awful screech, it sounded like hyena being hit by a car. The scouts stood in a line, standing in their battle poses. His face writhed with pain; his skin looked like it was melting.
"Rahhhhh!" he shouted as he dropped face first onto the floor.
"Did we?" Saturn asked, clinging onto Pluto's silky dress. "Did we get him?"
Pluto looked down at her friend and gave her a loving smile. "Yes, I think we finally did." She said, masking the fatigue in her voice. They all relaxed from their battle poses and smiled at one another.
"So," Venus said with a weary smile upon her face. "I don't know about you guys, but I am in the mood for a Vanilla Milksh." But she was cut off. A great black cloud filled the room, covering every inch of the black ceiling. Out of no-where, the wind picked up, blowing their dresses madly in the wind.
"What?" Uranus asked, squeezing tightly onto Neptune's hand.
"No," Sailor Neptune gasped.
The scouts all turned to Neptune, looking at her for some kind of answer.
"It's not over!"
Suddenly, Daymon started to levitate off the ground, his head still drooped and staring at the ground. He rose up and swung around to face the scouts, the wind blowing his ebony hair wildly. He had changed.
"What? Is? Happening?" Jupiter asked, gritting her teeth.
Suddenly, he opened his eyelids. Blood red eyes stared at the scouts, each eye staring daggers at the girls. A tornado twirled around him, in his hands a huge colourful fireball appeared.
"Oh No! How can that be?" Uranus gasped, "He survived!"
"Worse." Mercury said, feeling sick in her stomach. "We gave him the means to destroy us all! He has absorbed out powers and now he is going to use them against us!"
As always, Mercury was right.
The moments went by, slowly, very, very, slowly. Seconds felt like hours. Tears felt like acid. Hearts felt like lead. He gathered up the eight colours, and with a foul roar, he threw them straight towards the scouts. Their end was imminent.
A.N. I hope you enjoyed this chapter: as this is the end of my story.
Just kidding. I will get the next one out soon. I suppose you will have to wait and see if I want them to live or not.
*She strokes her chin evilly*
Once again, I will dive straight into it..
Disclaimer: I Don't Own Sailor Moon.
"Mercury Planet Power!"
"Venus Planet Power!"
"Mars Planet Power!"
"Jupiter Planet Power!"
"Saturn Planet Power!"
"Uranus Planet Power!"
"Neptune Planet Power!"
"Pluto Planet Power!"
Magic. Magic, was the only word to describe the scene that took place. The scouts had all combined their powers before, but this time it was something different. Many years had passed since they fought as one in the battle, and, it was always under the lead of the Sailor Moon. But this time, the moon princess could not fight, something was inside her, tormenting her soul. To them, she was lost.
The Eight sailor scouts had grown strong over time, their years of experience was on their side. The eight of them stood holding hands in a circle. Each of them was glowing with their own special light, the light from their planet, the light from their souls. They were untouched by everything around them, no wind, no debris. Each of them levitated off the floor, their hair floating up above the ceiling. Suddenly, a bright flash of light surrounded the girls, and when the light dimmed slowly, their uniforms had changed. They were all wearing long, flowing ball gowns, each dress clinging perfectly to their bodies. They were all strapless, with a choker around their necks, each of them the colour of their own planet. They had ascended to another level. They had become the guardians of their planets. Each of them glowed with a beautiful white light, their faces as crisp and pure as fresh snow. Their cheeks were rosier the Santa's, and their lips had glossed with their planet's colour. Jupiter's lips turned a striking green, like they had been covered with sparkling emeralds.
They were enchanting to watch, eight princesses, exposing their souls for the world to see. The white light in the middle of the circle erupted in a rainbow of colours, the lights swirled in around each other in a beautiful ballet. The room was soaked in a dazzling light, cleansing the shadows with pure, white, energy.
Their light fell upon Serena, she stirred for a moment. Her eyes looked at them all, is if she was once again remembering who she was. But that moment passed, her eyes returned to their blank void.
"Universal, Guardian, Power!"
They all shouted in chorus. The rainbow in the centre if them shot out, breaking free of their circle. It hurled towards the evil in a blinding flash.
"No!" Daymon shouted, the light colliding into him.
The room went quiet, the scouts opened up their eyes. In each of their eyes flashed something extraordinary, a spark of ancient wisdom, a spark of knowledge beyond comprehension. But it was only a spark, and it soon faded. The Eight of them looked up, just in time to see the energy collide with the evil. Time seamed to move slowly, as if someone had hit the pause button and was playing their lives 'frame by frame'. The white beam that had blanketed the room had disappeared and the room had returned to normal lighting. The eight Sailor scouts watched on, looking to see the out come of this battle.
By this point, they were way beyond tired. They had passed that point long ago. Now a simple feather could knock them over, but still they stood strong. The energy went straight into Daymon, the light illuminated out of each and every orifice in his body. He was like a cartoon that was about to explode. He dropped down to his knees and let out an awful screech, it sounded like hyena being hit by a car. The scouts stood in a line, standing in their battle poses. His face writhed with pain; his skin looked like it was melting.
"Rahhhhh!" he shouted as he dropped face first onto the floor.
"Did we?" Saturn asked, clinging onto Pluto's silky dress. "Did we get him?"
Pluto looked down at her friend and gave her a loving smile. "Yes, I think we finally did." She said, masking the fatigue in her voice. They all relaxed from their battle poses and smiled at one another.
"So," Venus said with a weary smile upon her face. "I don't know about you guys, but I am in the mood for a Vanilla Milksh." But she was cut off. A great black cloud filled the room, covering every inch of the black ceiling. Out of no-where, the wind picked up, blowing their dresses madly in the wind.
"What?" Uranus asked, squeezing tightly onto Neptune's hand.
"No," Sailor Neptune gasped.
The scouts all turned to Neptune, looking at her for some kind of answer.
"It's not over!"
Suddenly, Daymon started to levitate off the ground, his head still drooped and staring at the ground. He rose up and swung around to face the scouts, the wind blowing his ebony hair wildly. He had changed.
"What? Is? Happening?" Jupiter asked, gritting her teeth.
Suddenly, he opened his eyelids. Blood red eyes stared at the scouts, each eye staring daggers at the girls. A tornado twirled around him, in his hands a huge colourful fireball appeared.
"Oh No! How can that be?" Uranus gasped, "He survived!"
"Worse." Mercury said, feeling sick in her stomach. "We gave him the means to destroy us all! He has absorbed out powers and now he is going to use them against us!"
As always, Mercury was right.
The moments went by, slowly, very, very, slowly. Seconds felt like hours. Tears felt like acid. Hearts felt like lead. He gathered up the eight colours, and with a foul roar, he threw them straight towards the scouts. Their end was imminent.
A.N. I hope you enjoyed this chapter: as this is the end of my story.
Just kidding. I will get the next one out soon. I suppose you will have to wait and see if I want them to live or not.
*She strokes her chin evilly*