Title: Original "Usagi is Dead" Part 2
Author: Dark Day For Anime (Mark A Page)
Email: darkdayforanime@hotmail.com
IRC: Mappy on DALnet's #AJAS
Fic Rating: R

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UsAgI iS dEaD uSaGi Is DeAd HiP hIp HiP hOoRaY
by DARK DAY FOR ANIME

Diclaimer - Sailormoon is owned by Takeuchi Naoko and Bandai, so
these characters really belong to them. I'm just abusing them in a
manner most would describe as nothing short of scandalous. I hope
nobody sues me for it. I have better things to do with my money.

Part Two
There Is Something About The Way You Float....

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"Usagi, if you don't study hard, you'll never graduate, and if
you don't graduate, how do you expect to become Serenity?"
"Shutup, Luna!"

"You know its your fault that you don't arrive at these
meetings on time."
"Shutup, Rei!"

"You know, if you keep eating the way you do, you'll end up
looking like those dumplings you so adore."
"Aww, Mamo-chan.... You're picking on me...."

"USAGI!!!! HOW COULD YOU COME BACK TO THE HOUSE WITH TEST
RESULTS LIKE THIS!?!?!?!"
"Awwwww.... But Moooooom...."

"You know, there really are times when you are totally useless
in a fight. Try learning some combat skills."
"But that's not my job, Haruka....."

"Why in hell did you sleep in so late. You knew we had to
meet in town at nine o'clock."
"Sorry, Mina-chan...."

"Have you ever considered a thesis on professional
ineptitude?"
"What did you say, Setsuna?"
"We really need to do something about you. At this rate,
you'll never become Serenity."
"Huh! Well its my destiny. There's nothing you can do to
change that."
"Destinies can be altered. Its a fundamental aspect of my
existence to understand this truth."
"Have you ever considered psychotherapy?"
"Yes. Several times, in fact. Unfortunately, I already know
what the outcome will be, so there really isn't much point....."
"Well, if you know the outcome to everything, why question my
abilities to become Serenity? Eh? Tell me that!"

Oh, if only you knew....

----o

Setsuna walked down the darkened street with a darkened mind.
She held out her left hand. The hand from which she cast a beam of
energy that ended the life of Tsukino Usagi. The first candidate
for the (currently open) position of the Moon Princess/Neo Queen
Serenity.

The first candidate. The one who inherited the most direct
soul-line. And she killed her.

There were times, she thought, that she really hated her job
as the Guardian of Time. As that time had passed within this era,
the visions of Usagi as Serenity had slowly faded from her view.
Not that such a future should have been possible. She'd already
seen Usagi, having taken the mantle of Serenity, sitting upon the
throne. And yet, those memories became nothing more than visions.
It was an ominous sign to her that things were about to change.
Very fundamental things. She shivered....

She'd talked about this with the other Outer Senshi some six
months ago. She didn't know if they really understood, but they
seemed to come to some consensus that Usagi was not panning out to
be a very good candidate at all, despite her good heart. Setsuna
had managed to keep from everyone their memory of the Rights of
Succession, the rules that stipulated that the core circle of senshi
could veto a candidate if she did not live up to expectations. No
longer. Within days of first discussing this, she brought the other
senshi together, both inner and outer, and told them the full truth.

Of course, at that time, there was no intention of actually
killing off Usagi. Such a concept would have been anathema to them
all. But then Setsuna started receiving further visions.... Of
what Usagi would do if they tried to force her to give up the
position willingly.....

It was not pleasant. Usagi, having been imbued with the power
of Serenity, could do with them virtually whatever she liked.

When Setsuna told them about this, they didn't believe her.
Surely Usagi would be more understanding than that? So Setsuna
forced them all to see what it was she was seeing. The effect upon
the other senshi was stunning. Their horror at the method of their
deaths sent them mad for several days afterwards. Only Hotaru
seemed willing to speak with her. But of all of them, Hotaru was
the most accustomed to the concept of death. None of them, however,
believed that Usagi would do THAT to them just because they wanted
her to give up becoming Serenity....

Several days later, after much soul searching, it was
reluctantly agreed. Usagi must die.

Setsuna rubbed a hand over her mouth. Perhaps letting them
see her visions was a bit much. They were nothing more than
potential futures, and there were an infinite number of
possibilities when one is dealing with time. But she was more than
capable of dealing with all the various possibilities. She had been
doing it for night on an eternity, or perhaps a little longer. The
others.... It was something they had never had to experience
before, and it concerned her how much these visions were imbued into
their collective psyche as if they were an existent memory....

There was a slight breeze, and Setsuna felt the chill of
eternity. It was not the first time she had killed a candidate.
Each and every time, she hoped it would be the last.


High above her, a spirit flew by.

----o

Jadeite sat in the loungeroom of his apartment, slunk deep
within a black vinyl chair, listening to the stereo. He didn't
recognise the music being played. His lights were off, so all he
could see was illuminated by streetlights shining through the
window. It was a good thing it was his day off. He hated to think
he'd stayed up all this time waiting for a ghost for nothing and
still work the next day.

He stared out of the window. He had known what was going to
happen to Usagi and had done nothing about it. He should have felt
no pang of guilt, after all, he used to be her enemy, and a
particularly bitter one at that. Its just.... Since the death of
Queen Beryl, more of the old Jadeite, the Knight of the Silver
Millenium, had taken over.

He could never bring himself to attempt to return to that
inner circle, after what had gone between them. It was especially
hard when he remembered Mars.... Now it seemed she had taken up
some of the bitterness and nastiness that had eaten away at him when
Beryl infected him with the power of Metallia. He placed a hand to
his face and sighed. Destiny was a cruel master, indeed.

He turned away from the window, and saw a figure, partly
illuminated, standing on the opposite side of the room. It gave him
a start. Where the figure was not illuminated, he could see the
wall behind.... A better example of a ghostly figure he could not
have found.

"You're back." He said, rather unnecessarily. The figure
said nothing. "I expected as much." He continued. Still the
figure did not speak. He sighed and turned back to the window.

"Did you know?" The words were soft, almost inaudible.
Jadeite didn't turn to look at her.
"I suspected..... something was going on. I have been keeping
track of you and your former friends."

There were a few more moments of uneasy silence. Jadeite
finally looked back at the figure, who was now sitting against the
wall, face between knees. "You did nothing to help me." She said.
Jadeite shrugged.
"What could I have done?"
"Nothing, I suppose."
"To have attempted to intervene would surely have invited my
own death. I am, after all, considered an enemy."
"You could have tried to warn me.... About what was going to
happen...."
"Would you have listened to me?"
"No. No, I suppose I wouldn't have."
"Indeed."

Usagi began to sob. It was chilling to listen to. Jadeite
had once heard such sobbing before, within the halls of the Moon
Kingdom's palace. The tears of the dead were the most frightening
sound he had ever experienced.

"Don't start crying, now."
"What else am I supposed to do? Everyone I trusted...
Believed in... LOVED... Has turned against me. More than that,
they had me killed. KILLED! Why? What was I to them all?"
"Merely a candidate for the position. You didn't know about
the Rights of Succession, didn't you?"

Usagi looked up at Jadeite. "What? Rules of what?"
"The Rules of Succession."
Usagi shook her head. "I can't.... remember such a thing
ever having popped into any of my conversations with the others."

Jadeite sighed. "The Rules of Succession are there to protect
the so-called dignity of the position of being Queen. It stipulates
that you must be of at least average intellect, physical stamina,
health and social skills to at least have a look-in at being the
Queen. If not, then the inner circle of the senshi may veto your
ascent to the throne." Jadeite bit his lower lip, pausing for
effect as Usagi began to take this in. He continued. "It has not
been unknown for candidates who are failing to meet these criteria
to refuse to give up their position. Many have felt.... robbed of
the opportunity, even if they were the direct descendant of the
previous crown. At those times, it has not been unknown for the
candidates to be.... dispensed with, so to speak."
"Killed, you mean."
"Indeed."

Usagi spent several moments chewing this over. She then
turned to the stereo, which was still playing softly. "Thats
beginning to annoy me, switch it off."
Jadeite sighed and got up from his seat, stepping over to the
small sound system and switching it off. He turned around to face
Usagi, only to find her standing beside him. He almost jumped with
fright.
"Don't do that."
"What?"
"Creep up on me. You know you don't make any sound when you
move around."
"Why is that?"
"As a mere spirit, you don't have any physical substance. You
can't touch anything, so therefore you don't make any noise."

Usagi frowned. "I can't touch anything?"
"Indeed."
"So how am I able to walk across the floor? How was I able to
pull the door to Rei's room from its hinges?"
"Eh?" Jadeite looked puzzled.
"When I was at the shrine.... when I was listening to
them.... I grabbed hold of the door, and wrenched it off its hinges
by accident."
"Well, that's not possible." Jadeite thought for a few
moments. "You're sure it wasn't your imagination.... That the door
wasn't about to come off its hinges anyway?"
"No! I'd grabbed hold of the door and pulled back. The door
came with me."

Jadeite scratched his nose, then reached forward, placing a
finger firmly on Usagi's shoulder. Her form radiated waves from the
touch. Usagi stared at the waves, a little scared.
"What the hell is that?"
"Something I just suspected."
"Eh?" Usagi watched Jadeite as he took his hand away and
stepped back into the middle of the room, crossing his hands behind
his back.
"It would seem, Tsukino Usagi, that you're not entirely dead
yet."
Usagi stared at him as if her were mad. "What the hell are
you talking about? Half my body has been spread across the school
courtyard, the rest dragged away to the local morgue. I must say,
thats a pretty good sign that you're dead."
"But your soul hasn't accepted the fact, as yet."
Usagi swallowed. "And that means....?"
"That you're not completely dead yet, which is why I can see
you. With the powers given to me by Queen Beryl, I had the capacity
to see that which existed in the half-state. It didn't happen very
often, because there weren't enough beings around who had sufficient
energy within them to retain a sense of physical existence without
them having a body." Jadeite turned to Usagi. "You can thank the
powers of Serenity for that. Despite being physically killed, your
spirit was protected by those powers. Powers you still have."

Usagi shrugged. "What good are they to me now? I can't use
them."
"But you could if you were to find another body."
"Another body?" Usagi croaked. "How in all the realms could
I even hope to find myself another body?"
Jadeite smiled, holding out his hand. "I know of a way.
Follow me." Usagi stared at the hand suspiciously for a few
moments, then took it. The physical sensation of being able to
touch the hand was incredible, like the sensation one got of
touching something with a numb extremity. Within moments, Usagi
found herself floating through an ether, following Jadeite to
whatever destination he had planned.

----o

Ami tossed and turned. It was not a peaceful dream she was
having. Usagi's hands around her throat, slowly throttling the life
out of her. Then, feeling the sensation of Usagi's power flowing
into her. Her chest heaved, then exploded with a fury of blood and
flesh. She tried to breath, but her lungs were no more. Usagi
dropped her like a rag doll, and she pitched forward onto her face.
Unable to breathe, unable to move, conciousness began to fade with
the pain and then....

She sat up with a short cry. Everything was dark but she knew
she'd woken Minako. She hadn't chosen to sleep over at Rei's, but
her mother thought it best to allow her to mourn the death of a good
"friend" with others that she knew. Minako sat up, rubbing her eyes
and rubbing drool from the side of her mouth. She, clearly, was not
all that unhappy about being woken. For several moments, Ami
clutched her chest. It was there, thank Kami-sama, it wasn't
sprayed all over Usagi, it was still in one piece....

"Bad dreams?" Minako asked, quietly. Ami turned to the
voice. Her eyes had grown accustomed to the dark, and she could see
Minako staring at her. She nodded. Minako sniffed. "Yeah, me
too."
"I dreamt... I had a dream of the vision...."
"Of Usagi killing you?"
Ami simply nodded. Minako scratched her head. "Yeah, so did
I. Guess we'll never be totally rid of her. She'll haunt us to the
ends of time."
Ami shivered. "Don't say things like that. I feel bad enough
about it already."
"We all agreed to do it, remember?"
"You weren't there to see it happen."
Minako nodded. "True, but we still agreed on this matter."
"I'm still trying to figure out why we agreed. It just seems
strange to me that we should suddenly want to kill her, after all
that has happened...."
"Yeah..." Said Minako. "I've wondered about that a couple of
times." Minako lay back down again on her futon. "I guess we all
knew those visions Setsuna gave us to be true. That that was what
was going to happen...."
"I guess you're right...." Ami said quietly. Slowly, she
stood and walked over to the door.
"Where are you going, Ami-chan?" Minako watched her. Ami
slowly slid the door open.
"I'm going to get some fresh air."
"Don't wake up the others." Minako warned her. Ami nodded
aside and stepped out, quietly sliding the door shut behind her.
Ami stared into the darkness. The sun would be up soon, it was
already about 5.30am.... She stared up into the sky. A crescent
moon was visible. What a joke, she thought, almost as if it were
mocking her. She sat for several moments, breathing mist into the
air, on the edge of the steps to Rei's room.

Then she stood up and stepped back into the room, the cold
driving her back to the warmth. As the door slid shut behind her,
four figures which had been standing on the shrine wall in the
darkness turned grimly to each other.

"Should we interfere in this matter?" Said the slightly
arrogant one. Another shook its head, and replied in a soft and
gentle voice.
"Not yet. Not now, anyway."
"We KNOW what is going to happen. Why shouldn't we
interfere." Said a third in a slightly whiney, immature tone. The
soft-voiced one put up a hand to calm her.
"They are more powerful than we are. Now. Later may be
another story. The best we can do is watch and wait our
opportunity." The other three reluctantly nodded, and the leapt
from the wall, disappearing into the night.


Jadeite and Usagi arrived at their destination. Despite the
decay and destruction that had been ravaged against the building,
Usagi clearly recognised it as the fortress of Queen Beryl.

She could not detect the presence of evil that once existed
here. With its master gone, the fortress became just another ruin,
its cold, dark walls mirroring the cold air within. Only Jadeite
seemed bothered by the cold, though, for Usagi felt nothing.

"So, Beryl's old Palace Fortress." Usagi wondered aloud.
"Been a while since I was last here."
"Same here." Jadeite said as he guided her through one
antechamber into another. Before long, they had made their way to a
large set of wooden doors. Usagi could feel a gentle aura eminating
from behind the doors as Jadeite unlocked them and pulled back with
all his weight to open them. Usagi shrugged as Jadeite slowly
inched the doorway open, and slipped through the doors unhindered by
such things as solid matter.

She found herself in a small antechamber, at the centre of
which was a cylinder of glowing green fluid. Pipes and cables ran
from the cylinder to a platform nearby. Usagi wondered at the
purpose of such equipment. She was answered as Jadeite, panting
with the exertion it took to open the door, stepped into the
chamber.

"The Youma Clonery." Jadeite said triumphantly. Usagi turned
to him.
"What was that?"
"This was where most of the Youma we sent to attack you were
spawned. A body generation plant."

Usagi bit her lip and pointed to the equipment. "Umm....
Does this mean you intend to give me a new body by using this
stuff...?"
Jadeite nodded. "Of course. It shouldn't effect you
negatively, since the powers that generated the Youmas' souls is
well and truly gone now."

Usagi looked dubious. "I don't like this idea very much."
"Why not?" Jadeite looked indignant. "Wouldn't you like to
have a new body?"
"Well.... yes.... But..."
"Then why are you so reluctant?" Jadeite sniffed and stepped
over to what looked like a bank of controls. Usagi watched him as
he began to run his hands across the button and controls like some
demented pianist, a smile coming to his face. In the background,
she could hear a noise, not unlike a generator powering up to full
operational speed. "Ah yes, its been so long since I've had an
opportunity to use this baby."
"A long time?" Usagi stared at him as he looked up and smiled
at her. "How long is a long time?"
"Since Queen Beryl had me sealed away."
"Oohhh..." Usagi didn't entirely understand what Jadeite was
talking about. She'd only heard, from roundabout sources, of
Jadeite's fate at the hands of his former Queen.
"So, uhhh, what do we do?" Usagi glanced at the cylinder
filled with the green fluid. The fluid was now filled with rising
bubbles, making it look even more like something out of a mad
scientist's laboratory.... Jadeite chuckled.
"You just step over on the platform over there." He pointed
to the platform that was connected to the machinery. He smiled and
rubbed his hands together. "Ah, she's working as well as the day I
built her."
"You built this?"
"Yep. Beautiful to behold, is it not?" Usagi could swear
Jadeite was rubbing the controls with a lustful gleam in his eyes.
Usagi shrugged and floated over to the platform, where she made an
attempt to place her feet. The middle of the platform was a circle
made of some brown-black metal. If she'd had a body, she could have
felt its coldness. She looked up at Jadeite, who put his hands up
as a gesture of readiness.
"Alright now... Don't move from there." Jadeite flicked a
couple of switches and looked back up at Usagi.

She could feel a tingling sensation running through her
spirit. It was strange at first, but it slowly became warm and
soothing. Before she knew what was happening, her form melted into
the metal disc of the platform. Jadeite nodded and looked down at
the controls, flicking a few more switches.

Within the cylinder, a body began to form, like building
blocks slowly being assembled, they formed the trunk of the body,
moving up to the shoulders, head and arms, and down to the legs.
Slowly, a physical approximation of Usagi began to form, her hair,
loose and unstyled, beginning to float freely within the fluid,
which had changed from green to a warm pink-orange. Eventually, the
body was fully formed. Jadeite smiled with satisfaction as he hit
another couple of switches.

----o

Usagi could feel herself seeping into the solidity of the new
body. A sense of wholeness returning to her being, mixed in with
something else.... For a moment, she had a vision of light and
darkness, mixing together, melding into a pallid gray. And then she
was absorbed into the gray.

It was like drowning. Every fibre of her being was in pain.
But soon the pain was gone, and she could see something.... A
vision....

Herself and Rei. She was standing over Rei, who was badly
injured. Beaten to a pulp, more like. She was glistening with some
fluid that was letting loose vapour. Usagi struck a match and
tossed it towards Rei.
Rei was alight in seconds. Screaming in fear and pain and
agony. She tried to roll, to put herself out, but it was hopeless.
Usagi picked up a petrol can that was sitting beside her and tossed
on some more fuel. Then she laughed. Laughed in sheer pleasure as
her one-time friend fried to a crisp. What a fitting demise, she
thought.

Herself and Minako. She held onto the blond-haired girl by
the throat, with one hand. She held her over the edge of a tall
building. Minako, like Rei, had been beaten badly. She struggled
with all her remaining strength as Usagi tightened her grip.
Something had to give way. There was a cracking sound, and Minako
spasmed, going limp. Usagi let her go and watched as she fell to
the ground, shattering into a bloody heap when she got there.

Herself and Makoto. This time Usagi was hurt. Damn the
strength of that girl. But Usagi was stronger now. Makoto lay in
the darkness of the night beside a park fountain, bleeding heavily.
Where Usagi had thrown her. Slowly, Usagi staggered over to the
larger girl's body and lifted her, pushing her towards the fountain.
There, she grabbed hold of her hair with both hands and shoved her
head into the fountain pool. For a couple of minutes, Makoto
struggled, trying to pull her face from the water. But Usagi was
stronger. She gritted her teeth as Makoto bucked and kicked. Usagi
felt herself drooling with the effort.
Eventually, Makoto went still. Usagi let her go and stood
back, watching the girl in case she was foxing her. But the larger
girl made no move to take her face out of the water....

Herself and Haruka. Like the others, she was beaten to a
pulp, lying face-forward on the living room carpet of an apartment,
somewhere. Usagi was standing back, watching the older girl try to
lift herself to her hands and knees.
Usagi dived forward with her hands in crooked claws.
Thrusting them into Haruka's back. Haruka let out a short cry as
her chest cavity exploded over the carpet. She collapsed onto the
floor. She was dead in seconds.

Herself and Ami. She had almost succeeded in gaining mercy
from Usagi. Almost. Usagi slapped her around the walls of the
school gym a couple of times. Each punch, each belt, extracting
blood. Then she grabbed Ami and threw her to the floor. Ami spun
to look up at her attacker, and Usagi thrust her fingers into the
girl's chest.
She trembled with pleasure as Ami's chest exploded over her.

Herself and Michiru. On the dockside pier, she'd pounded the
older girl into submission. This one had put up less of a fight
than she'd expected. Slowly, and deliberately, she spun the semi
concious girl around, facing over the side of the pier, and slit her
throat with a small knife she'd kept in her skirt pocket. Then she
dumped her body over the pier, watching the water-senshi's body sink
into the depths of her element, a raft of blood spreading outwards.

Herself and Mamoru. This had been painful. She'd tried to
win back his love. But he had rejected her at every attempt.
Eventually, they were forced to fight. And he died when she cut him
in two with her arm, glimmering with power like a shining blade.
His two halves falling from the top of the tower where they had
stood. Usagi wailed with grief.

Herself and Naru. She had pursued the girl from classroom to
classroom. Eventually, she had trappd her in one of the school
offices. Naru was hiding underneath one of the desks there. Usagi
dragged her out, kicking, screaming, begging for mercy. This girl
now contained the power of Serenity..... It made Usagi feel ill to
watch. Usagi thrust her fingers into Naru's skull, and she ruptured
all the way down her body....

Herself and Chibiusa. The wretched child that no longer
looked like her. Her brown locks tied up in the style more
reminiscent of Usagi.... Usagi tore out that hair from the little
girl's scalp, then broke every bone in her body. Finally, she
smashed her head in, trembling with anger, fury, and most of all,
self-hatred.

Herself and Hotaru. The younger girl had almost succeeded in
stopping her. The mysterious powers of Saturn were not to be taken
lightly. Twice Usagi had succeeded in resurrecting the darker side
of Hotaru's nature. Oh how good it would have been to have used
Hotaru against those that remained.... And now, after laying waste
to a large area of Tokyo City, the two of them stood alone. Yet not
alone. There was someone there.... A woman.... Setsuna....

And she spoke

"This is but a possibility of the future. One of many...."

And the eyes of Usagi's new body began to open.

And the cylinder exploded.

Jadeite was blown back against the wall of the chamber,
hitting his head. He sprawled over the ground for several moments,
groaning as a light filled the room from where the cylinder had
been. Jadeite registered that the light was moving towards him, and
made an attempt to open his eyes. Whatever it was that had been
generating the light was almost too much, and he screwed his eyes
shut as he sat up. He felt gentle hands holding his shoulders.

"Are you alright, Jadeite?" Came a gentle voice. Jadeite
opened his eyes again and noticed the light was gone. In its place,
kneeled next to him, was a naked Usagi. Solid and real. He copped
at least ten seconds eyeful before he was slapped into looking the
other way.
"Sukebe!" Usagi gritted her teeth and stepped back, the
fabric of her sailorfuku appearing around her at the merest thought.
She stared down at her clothes, smiling. "Well, that is certainly
something I never thought I could do."

Jadeite turned back to her and stared in surprise. "Neither
did I." he said rather blandly. Slowly, he got to his feet,
rubbing the back of his head. "Ooohhh... That hurt." He turned to
see the wreckage of his machine and hung his head. The cylinder and
much of the equipment around it was irrepairable. "Oh well, it was
good while it lasted." He muttered to himself. He turned back to
Usagi, who was looking at her new body appreciatively.

"I have to say, Jadeite, you certainly know your stuff. This
one is even better than the last one." She looked up, smiling.
"Well in terms of its physical dimensions, anyway."
Jadeite smiled. "I take it you're satisfied with the
outcome?" Usagi nodded. "Hmm, well you better have been. I'd hate
to think my blessed machine bought the farm for nothing."
Usagi looked back at the machine. "You mean it wasn't
supposed to have happened like that?" She blinked in confusion.
Jadeite chuckled.
"Of course not. Can you imagine the cost of repairs and
maintainance if it did that every time it spawned a new Youma?"
Usagi shrugged.
"I guess that would be a little on the expensive side."
"So I'm wondering why it chose to do it this time. Maybe it
couldn't take the powers of Serenity that went with the insertion of
your spirit into the body...."
"Whatever the case, I'm alive and well again." Usagi smiled,
then her face went dark. "Of course, everyone back in Tokyo thinks
I'm dead. It'd be something of a surprise to them all if I turned
up alive...." Something within Usagi made her smile at that
thought. It wasn't the kind Jadeite was used to seeing on her face.
"Indeed, they will be MOST surprised to see me again...." Usagi
rubbed her chin. She looked up at Jadeite and snapped her fingers.
"Jadeite, we shall return to Tokyo immediately. It is time to
devise a plan on how to make the lives of the sailor senshi
incredibly difficult." Usagi smiled and she walked through the
doorway, followed by Jadeite.

Within him, he could feel something he had not felt since he
had been sealed away by Queen Beryl.... The power of Metallia,
guiding and commanding him.

And it emanated from Usagi.

END OF PART TWO

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Notes

I keep changing the direction for this story with almost every
paragraph. I almost felt I was losing direction somewhere along the
line as I wrote this. Oh well, I very rarely go past first drafts
due to a total lack of patience on my part.

In the next chapter, I may contrive to give away the identity of the
mysterious figures that were standing on the shrine wall. Then
again, I may not. I shall, most certainly, show what happens when
someone you think you've killed makes a return from the grave. The
Inner Senshi are in for a bit of a shock.... And if you think
that's bad, its nothing compared to what Setsuna is going through.

^_^

Any comments, criticism and outright abuse should go to
darkdayforanime@hotmail.com

All abuse shall be forwarded to my bin. ^_^

DDFA