Recarnation, Part One
Chapter 2
Disclaimer: I did not make up the Sailor Senshi's, they belong to Naoko
and everybody else associated with the right. Some of the Inner's name
are made by Aurora Eos Rose and used with premission.
This is my own version of the death of the Senshis. Traditonal
Senshi/General pairing. If you like the anime-pairings, I'd suggest
you do not read this. No flames, please.
* - thoughts
~ - mind sent
______________________________________________
Outside, corpses of valiant men who had fought and died,
children who had cried and been killed, and women who had run and
been slaughtered, littered the once lush gardens of the moon. Only
years of combat had hardened me enough to stop my stomach from
depositing its contents. As it was, I looked around for something,
someone, to release my anger on. It was only then that I realized
I had lost sight of my friends. A twig snapping made me whirl around
to face an extremely hideous and huge youma who had tried to attack
my unprotected back. I smiled menacingly and gestured with my right
hand, the holy moon sword appearing in my hand, glowing with power.
Plastering a fake smile on my face, I beckoned with one finger,
laughing softly at its stupidity as it launched itself into the
air with an enraged shriek.
*Did this piece of trash honestly think it could defeat me?*
I moved quickly, avoiding its fangs, before the moon sword
chopped its head off. I grinned, battle lust overtaking me. Something
grabbed my ankle from behind and lifted me high off the ground. I raised
an eyebrow in surprise, wondering how in the world it had managed to
sneak up on me. I twisted my body, evading its sharp claws, before
executing a sharp back flip and breaking its hold on me. Within the space
of a heartbeat, the youma had been diminished to moon-dust.
Continuing to cut down the oncoming masses of youmas, I felt rather
than saw Rhia move behind me, back to back as we lunged and slashed in perfect
harmony, a whirlwind of death. I held out my hands, and the chain around my
waist flew into my hand. Twirling it lazily, I bound a scaly, green youma, and
swung it around in large circles. I could hear a low chuckle coming from Rhia as
youmas flew right and left and the green one screamed in agony as its scales
came in contact with others of its nasty kind. I finally released him after I
had cut a wide opening and he'd become a bloody mess, fearing for my chain.
He slumped to the ground, intending to crawl away, but a deadly high heel nailed
him fast. He shuddered once before he stopped moving.
~Gods, Rhia, you're brutal~.
~Not any more brutal than you are~.
We faced the oncoming youmas. I grinned at her,
"You know, Rhia, I don't think Beryl is all that eager to find us."
Her face echoed my grin. We both jumped high into the air, flipped forward
twice, and landed on two youmas who were unintelligent enough to not move out of the
way. Both were crushed under our heels. I giggled, watching some of these beasts
glancing up at the sky, wondering where the flashes of gold and red had gone.
~Ready?~.
I mind-sent to Rhia. My mind was flooded with red as she replied
~As ready as I'll ever be.~
I gave a quick nod and started my attack.
"Crescent Beam!"
A beam of brilliant light flew from my fingertips, just as Rhia whispered
"Snake Fire!".
We both spun, and the energy beams flew through the air like whips,
destroying all the youmas within a 100-foot radius. I clapped my hands in childish
delight as I watched them burn, but the smile on my lips was anything but childish.
~Rhia, I need you by the tenth gate. Some of those things need to have their
scales shattered before I can kill them, so I need your fire.~
Amelia's voice sounded in our minds, tingled with blue. I turned to the hi no
senshi.
"Take care, Rhia. If you get yourself killed before me, I'll never forgive you."
She raven-haired girl smiled at me, showing her pearly white teeth.
"Believe me, Mary, I don't indeed to."
I hugged her tightly, and we both parted ways, she toward the tenth gate, and I
toward - I don't know where. A youma had seized the opportunity and slashed at my arm,
ripping a long gash in it. I hissed in pain, and send the beast a look that could make
an entire army cower before me. My sword whipped through the air, and he became history.
"Quite impressive."
A deep male voice chuckled, and I froze. I knew that voice, but it couldn't be -
he was dead. A figure clad in a gray uniform with brilliant platinum hair came into view
as the youmas retreated before him, a naked sword glistening in his hand. My jaw dropped.
He smiled,
"Hello, love. You don't seem happy to see me."
I narrowed my eyes, noting the black uniform and cape instead of the royal blue one,
and I knew that my worst fear that become reality - my lover had betrayed me. This was worse
than death. "What are you doing here?" I demanded, my mind knowing the answer but my heart
refusing to accept it. He shrugged nonchalantly,
"Earth got a little boring."
My breath caught in my throat as the pain of betrayal cut deep. I ripped the ring -
the engagement ring he had given me - off my finger and flung it at him as hard as I could.
He caught it easily.
"There, take it back."
I spat. He stared at the ring for a moment, a flicker of emotion playing across
his face. Hope blossomed in me, before withering as the air around him pulsated
with black energy and his eyes turned empty again. He grinned, not the teasing, sweet
kind I was used to, but the kind that could send grown men crawling from his sight.
"A token for me to remember that I killed the best warrior in the Silver
Alliance? Why thank you."
"It's not mine."
I snarled.
"You gave it to me."
He laughed hollowly, and a glint of hurt appeared in his eyes, his voice
laced with bitterness as he abruptly changed the topic.
"You forgot your promise to me. I endured torture and pain for you, and
now I come to find that you've accepted another man's proposal."
Desperation filled me.
"Kunzite!"
I screamed, my eyes brimming with unshed tears.
"What happened to you? I'm engaged to be married to you!"
Lifting a trembling hand, I held up the heart-shaped locket he had
fastened around my neck the day I had left to return to the moon. I tried to
awaken a memory in him, but he leapt at me with a feral growl. A startled cry
escaped my lips as he brought my face close to his.
"Where did you get this?"
he hissed. I managed to choke out an answer.
"You gave it to me."
"Liar!"
his voice was dripping with venom, and that's when I realized that there
was no hope for him. I closed my eyes and froze my heart. He twisted the locket
around his hand, breaking the delicate chain around my neck as he threw me to the
ground brutally, the crystal sword falling from my grasp, shimmering white against
the black surface. I cried out as my body hit the hard ground, lying stunned for
a moment as my back became one massive hurt. I closed my eyes, bringing my pain
under control. Since the age of five, when I had started training, I had been
taught to resist physical pain and torture, and resist it I would. Something
wet fell on my hand, and my gaze locked onto the small drop of green blood. And
I knew that Magdalena was dead (only the members of the royal house Jupiter
possessed green blood), killed by my lover because of my own treacherous heart;
she had trusted him, for I loved him. I glanced up in time to see his sword -
the sword of my formal lover - poised above me, ready to be driven into my heart.
I twisted in time to avoid losing my life, but not quick enough. The tip pierced
the big muscles in my right shoulder and I held back a wince of pain. Springing
back to my feet, I gestured, and the crystal sword flew into my hand, humming with
the anger I was feeling.
"You'll never hurt my princess or the Queen!"
He laughed again.
"Your princess, or the Queen? Don't you realize it, Marianne, it was never
power I wanted, it was only you. But you betrayed me."
I scoffed.
"Betrayal? Who are you to accuse me of betrayal? You're the traitor! You betrayed
me, your prince, your people, everything you ever had!"
Despite my earlier resolutions, my voice broke as I whispered
"How could you, Kunzite? And why did you kill Lena?"
He shrugged, as if his murder of my friend and betrayal to the kingdom
were matters of trivial importance.
"Madgalena killed one of my friends, Nephrite. It seemed only fair. It seems
your high-bred bitches became to good for us, so why not?"
My eyes narrowed.
"Us? You mean the other generals? They're here, too?"
He nodded, satisfaction filling his face.
"Of course. And they're finishing off the others."
Shock registered in me. I spun, desperately searching for my friends, and noticed
out of the corner of my eye that he was following me. But I didn't care, not about him,
nor about the fact that I was running away from the battlefield like a coward.
*Amelia, Victoria, Rhiannon! Where are you?*
I cried out in my mind. Only silence greeted my sending. I ran toward the palace,
searching of one of my friends. At the tenth gate, a flash of blue caught my eye. I put on
an extra burst of speed, screaming Amelia's name, but she did not answer. Sending a prayer
to the goddess, begging that she was only unconscious, I reached her in no time, kneeling by
her side and feeling for a pulse. She was dead, but a flashback of her last moments suddenly
filled my mind.
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Chapter 2, also in paragraphs. Next chapter will me Ami's (Amelia) memory, so something
for the Mercury/Zoicite fans. Someone tell me, how to spell his name. Zoicite or Zoizite?
Please review.
Chapter 2
Disclaimer: I did not make up the Sailor Senshi's, they belong to Naoko
and everybody else associated with the right. Some of the Inner's name
are made by Aurora Eos Rose and used with premission.
This is my own version of the death of the Senshis. Traditonal
Senshi/General pairing. If you like the anime-pairings, I'd suggest
you do not read this. No flames, please.
* - thoughts
~ - mind sent
______________________________________________
Outside, corpses of valiant men who had fought and died,
children who had cried and been killed, and women who had run and
been slaughtered, littered the once lush gardens of the moon. Only
years of combat had hardened me enough to stop my stomach from
depositing its contents. As it was, I looked around for something,
someone, to release my anger on. It was only then that I realized
I had lost sight of my friends. A twig snapping made me whirl around
to face an extremely hideous and huge youma who had tried to attack
my unprotected back. I smiled menacingly and gestured with my right
hand, the holy moon sword appearing in my hand, glowing with power.
Plastering a fake smile on my face, I beckoned with one finger,
laughing softly at its stupidity as it launched itself into the
air with an enraged shriek.
*Did this piece of trash honestly think it could defeat me?*
I moved quickly, avoiding its fangs, before the moon sword
chopped its head off. I grinned, battle lust overtaking me. Something
grabbed my ankle from behind and lifted me high off the ground. I raised
an eyebrow in surprise, wondering how in the world it had managed to
sneak up on me. I twisted my body, evading its sharp claws, before
executing a sharp back flip and breaking its hold on me. Within the space
of a heartbeat, the youma had been diminished to moon-dust.
Continuing to cut down the oncoming masses of youmas, I felt rather
than saw Rhia move behind me, back to back as we lunged and slashed in perfect
harmony, a whirlwind of death. I held out my hands, and the chain around my
waist flew into my hand. Twirling it lazily, I bound a scaly, green youma, and
swung it around in large circles. I could hear a low chuckle coming from Rhia as
youmas flew right and left and the green one screamed in agony as its scales
came in contact with others of its nasty kind. I finally released him after I
had cut a wide opening and he'd become a bloody mess, fearing for my chain.
He slumped to the ground, intending to crawl away, but a deadly high heel nailed
him fast. He shuddered once before he stopped moving.
~Gods, Rhia, you're brutal~.
~Not any more brutal than you are~.
We faced the oncoming youmas. I grinned at her,
"You know, Rhia, I don't think Beryl is all that eager to find us."
Her face echoed my grin. We both jumped high into the air, flipped forward
twice, and landed on two youmas who were unintelligent enough to not move out of the
way. Both were crushed under our heels. I giggled, watching some of these beasts
glancing up at the sky, wondering where the flashes of gold and red had gone.
~Ready?~.
I mind-sent to Rhia. My mind was flooded with red as she replied
~As ready as I'll ever be.~
I gave a quick nod and started my attack.
"Crescent Beam!"
A beam of brilliant light flew from my fingertips, just as Rhia whispered
"Snake Fire!".
We both spun, and the energy beams flew through the air like whips,
destroying all the youmas within a 100-foot radius. I clapped my hands in childish
delight as I watched them burn, but the smile on my lips was anything but childish.
~Rhia, I need you by the tenth gate. Some of those things need to have their
scales shattered before I can kill them, so I need your fire.~
Amelia's voice sounded in our minds, tingled with blue. I turned to the hi no
senshi.
"Take care, Rhia. If you get yourself killed before me, I'll never forgive you."
She raven-haired girl smiled at me, showing her pearly white teeth.
"Believe me, Mary, I don't indeed to."
I hugged her tightly, and we both parted ways, she toward the tenth gate, and I
toward - I don't know where. A youma had seized the opportunity and slashed at my arm,
ripping a long gash in it. I hissed in pain, and send the beast a look that could make
an entire army cower before me. My sword whipped through the air, and he became history.
"Quite impressive."
A deep male voice chuckled, and I froze. I knew that voice, but it couldn't be -
he was dead. A figure clad in a gray uniform with brilliant platinum hair came into view
as the youmas retreated before him, a naked sword glistening in his hand. My jaw dropped.
He smiled,
"Hello, love. You don't seem happy to see me."
I narrowed my eyes, noting the black uniform and cape instead of the royal blue one,
and I knew that my worst fear that become reality - my lover had betrayed me. This was worse
than death. "What are you doing here?" I demanded, my mind knowing the answer but my heart
refusing to accept it. He shrugged nonchalantly,
"Earth got a little boring."
My breath caught in my throat as the pain of betrayal cut deep. I ripped the ring -
the engagement ring he had given me - off my finger and flung it at him as hard as I could.
He caught it easily.
"There, take it back."
I spat. He stared at the ring for a moment, a flicker of emotion playing across
his face. Hope blossomed in me, before withering as the air around him pulsated
with black energy and his eyes turned empty again. He grinned, not the teasing, sweet
kind I was used to, but the kind that could send grown men crawling from his sight.
"A token for me to remember that I killed the best warrior in the Silver
Alliance? Why thank you."
"It's not mine."
I snarled.
"You gave it to me."
He laughed hollowly, and a glint of hurt appeared in his eyes, his voice
laced with bitterness as he abruptly changed the topic.
"You forgot your promise to me. I endured torture and pain for you, and
now I come to find that you've accepted another man's proposal."
Desperation filled me.
"Kunzite!"
I screamed, my eyes brimming with unshed tears.
"What happened to you? I'm engaged to be married to you!"
Lifting a trembling hand, I held up the heart-shaped locket he had
fastened around my neck the day I had left to return to the moon. I tried to
awaken a memory in him, but he leapt at me with a feral growl. A startled cry
escaped my lips as he brought my face close to his.
"Where did you get this?"
he hissed. I managed to choke out an answer.
"You gave it to me."
"Liar!"
his voice was dripping with venom, and that's when I realized that there
was no hope for him. I closed my eyes and froze my heart. He twisted the locket
around his hand, breaking the delicate chain around my neck as he threw me to the
ground brutally, the crystal sword falling from my grasp, shimmering white against
the black surface. I cried out as my body hit the hard ground, lying stunned for
a moment as my back became one massive hurt. I closed my eyes, bringing my pain
under control. Since the age of five, when I had started training, I had been
taught to resist physical pain and torture, and resist it I would. Something
wet fell on my hand, and my gaze locked onto the small drop of green blood. And
I knew that Magdalena was dead (only the members of the royal house Jupiter
possessed green blood), killed by my lover because of my own treacherous heart;
she had trusted him, for I loved him. I glanced up in time to see his sword -
the sword of my formal lover - poised above me, ready to be driven into my heart.
I twisted in time to avoid losing my life, but not quick enough. The tip pierced
the big muscles in my right shoulder and I held back a wince of pain. Springing
back to my feet, I gestured, and the crystal sword flew into my hand, humming with
the anger I was feeling.
"You'll never hurt my princess or the Queen!"
He laughed again.
"Your princess, or the Queen? Don't you realize it, Marianne, it was never
power I wanted, it was only you. But you betrayed me."
I scoffed.
"Betrayal? Who are you to accuse me of betrayal? You're the traitor! You betrayed
me, your prince, your people, everything you ever had!"
Despite my earlier resolutions, my voice broke as I whispered
"How could you, Kunzite? And why did you kill Lena?"
He shrugged, as if his murder of my friend and betrayal to the kingdom
were matters of trivial importance.
"Madgalena killed one of my friends, Nephrite. It seemed only fair. It seems
your high-bred bitches became to good for us, so why not?"
My eyes narrowed.
"Us? You mean the other generals? They're here, too?"
He nodded, satisfaction filling his face.
"Of course. And they're finishing off the others."
Shock registered in me. I spun, desperately searching for my friends, and noticed
out of the corner of my eye that he was following me. But I didn't care, not about him,
nor about the fact that I was running away from the battlefield like a coward.
*Amelia, Victoria, Rhiannon! Where are you?*
I cried out in my mind. Only silence greeted my sending. I ran toward the palace,
searching of one of my friends. At the tenth gate, a flash of blue caught my eye. I put on
an extra burst of speed, screaming Amelia's name, but she did not answer. Sending a prayer
to the goddess, begging that she was only unconscious, I reached her in no time, kneeling by
her side and feeling for a pulse. She was dead, but a flashback of her last moments suddenly
filled my mind.
_______________________________
Chapter 2, also in paragraphs. Next chapter will me Ami's (Amelia) memory, so something
for the Mercury/Zoicite fans. Someone tell me, how to spell his name. Zoicite or Zoizite?
Please review.