Woot! Another chapter is out! Yay!!! And Two of the Gundam Boys are finally
back in the story! Yay!
Thanks to all my reviewers!
Silver-chan: your review was a help once again. lol. I so cant spell. Hehe.
LilAznGurl: the girls are about 17. I believe somewhere in the story I say that the girls have been fighting for about 3 years I think and this is after Mamoru went to the US for college so Usagi and the other girls are at least older then 16.
Jupiter Angel: I am sorry that you are getting confused and if you get any more confused just email or IM me and I will try to help you out ^^ . Also not all of the 9 girls that died are the sailor scouts, thanks Shi-chan's review I realized that. Lol
Senshi's Tenshi: thanks for your review! I am such a dork that I didn't even realize that the girl that died with Ami, also would count as one of the 9 massacred. Because of your review I changed some of the plot of my story...slightly. ..even though I am changing the plot almost every time I work on a chapter though. hehe
. If someone could please HELP me out. I am really bad of thinking up names and I need a name for the new bad guy that sounds something like all the wacky names in Gundam Wings, so if you could think of one I would deeply appreciate it. Thanks! Also if you want to think of a name for the evil organization he runs! I would love that. Thank you!!!
--revamped--
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Chapter 5: Light?
The day was slowly starting. The sun was still unseen but its rays were reaching across the sky, trying to touch every corner. The sky was turning from black, to dark purple, to blue, to reds and yellows near the horizon where the sun would soon be coming out. Light was reaching through the trees and causing an eerie beautiful scene of early dawn in the park. Dew was on all the grass and some of the green leaves were letting drops of dew drop to the ground. The world was hazy and slightly dark, a stunning place to take a picture had it not been for the mass amount of dried blood found on the ground. So prudent was the smell of blood that even the birds and other animals stayed as far away as possible. Early morning twerps and chirps by birds were vaguely heard several hundred feet away, causing the area to be in a strange silence.
Out of the bushes, on the right side of the pathway, stepped a boy with untamable brown hair. His cold, emotionless, dark blue eyes surveyed the area, before a curse was barely whispered out of his mouth. He noticed a crumpled lump on the ground, in the middle of the path and stepped lightly and cautiously towards it. About five feet away he realized that it was a girl lying motionless on the gravel. Quickly deciding what to do, he stepped towards the girl and picked her up, fully expecting to rush her to the hospital or be dead. Dead seemed more probable to him.
He scoped up the girl, into his arms as if she weighed nothing, only to have to control himself from not jumping backwards and flinching, as the motionless girl suddenly kicked him and jumped out of his arms. She stood in a particular martial arts position that he had never seen before. Her whole body seemed ready to pounce at him in any given second and her hands were prepared to start throwing pouches. She looked at him; a weird, questioning glimmer came from her eyes. She wasn't bloody and beaten as Hiiro had thought her crumpled motionless body has indicated, rather heartbroken and inwardly screaming with deep pain. Her dirty, stingy hair was black with purple highlights and ran down her back, stopping just above her knees. Her large dark purple eyes looked a beautiful, despite the fact that they were puffy and tear stains could be seen on her cheeks. Her lips. her lips... the boy stopped his train of thought. Never before had he been so affected by a girl and he wouldn't allow this girl to be the first.
Spoken in a calm monotone voice, he questioned her with suspicion, "What happened here?"
The girl started to shake when he spoke to her, viewing them in her head as harsh words. She shivered and more tears flooded to her eyes. "I don't know. I don't know." Her knees gave out from under her and she fell to the ground, her knees hitting the gravel hard and started to slightly bleed. "My friends. my friends were here and I," her head lowered into her hands, and tears started to flow freely. She mentally forced her self to stop sobbing after a few seconds, knowing that it would accomplish nothing. She wiped away her tears and spoke into her hands, "I was too slow in reaching them in time. I was too slow."
She looked up to the stranger, begging him with her eyes to tell her that everything was okay. That this wasn't her fault, even though she knew it was, and no one could ever change her mind about that. She should have known before hands. She should have sensed it sooner. She should have been there...
The boy though was seemed uncaring about her feelings, and started to turn around, walking away. He viewed her as no help at all and had other matter to deal with. The black-haired girl saw him leaving and forced her weak body to stand up and chase after him, grabbing his arm. "Please. tell me why you are here so early?"
He stared at her, wondering if he should tell her about his mission. The mission that he had come too late to complete.
"Can you help me find my two friends? You look the military type."
"They are probably being saved by one of my comrades now, if they are two of the five women my mission was to protect this morning. Apparently though I was given wrong info and the enemy has already captured them." He spoke to her without meaning to, or wanting to. It was just a reaction that had happened when she had asked him the question. The girl blinked her eyes at him in confusion, but the main points registered in her head.
"My friends are already with your comrades? Then, can I go with you. I must protect them and make sure they are okay. I will not leave them alone again! I will not!"
"No"
"NO!! No! I refuse to let that be your answer, take me with you. I will cause no trouble; I only want to protect them." Her eyes started to well up again.
Fearing that she may start to cry because of him, and logically reasoning in that she may be another one of the five girls he has been sent to protect, he decided to take her. "Fine." He started to walk away, back towards the airport at which he had just arrived an hour earlier. She stared at him, in disbelief, and then started chasing after him. Her mind questioning him 'really?' but she knew not to question him, in fear that the feeling she got about him may be correct. The felling that this stranger would get mad at her if she continued to bother him.
She jogged to his side and then slowed down to his speedy pace. "My name is Hino Rei"
"Hiiro Yui"
She smiled at him, tears stains still evident on her checks.
The full round sun was seen behind them and the sky was almost at its perfect, cloudless, light blue.
~*~
A long yawn was heard and a mass under blankets stretched its arms out from under the covers. The window was slightly open, letting a warm breeze blow in and the outside light was shinning brightly into the room. The mass rolled over and practically fell out of bed, but lightly landing on its feet. Standing up out of bed was a girl. Her hair was a brown tangled that fall just past her shoulder blades. She quickly grabbed a brush lying on a drawer near her bed and brushed her hair. Grabbing a rubber band and glancing in to a mirror, she placed into her usually ponytail within a few seconds.
She then walked in to the bathroom and come out a few minutes later looking refreshed and ready to start her day. She changed out of her comfortable green pajamas, that had cute pandas all over them and in to her school uniform. Glancing back in to the mirror she added some green eye shadow and put on her favorite earrings, beautiful red roses. The girl then proceeded out of her room and in to the kitchen of her apartment. There she spent many minutes cooking a lunch for her and, she smiled to herself and stopped humming for a second, one of her friends. She then ate a quick breakfast and was out the door. Early like always.
Stepping out of her apartment complex, she felt at peace outside. She hurried to the sidewalk and then slowly began the stretch to her school. The day was a joyous one for her. Animals were everywhere. The sun was shinning brightly. Nothing could possible be wrong with this perfect world.
Walking slightly in front of the girl was a happy old couple holding hands.
The girl gave a soothing sigh and trailed after them for a few blocks. She mumbled to her self, speaking her feelings aloud, "I wish I will be like them one day." A peaceful expression passed through the girl's features as she sighed again.
Her thought went to her first boyfriend; her mind was wondering if she made up this guy. There was no memory of what the guy looked like in her brain. 'Yes', her thoughts laughed at the girl, 'the guy you compare every other boy you meet to, you have absolutely no memory of what he looks like.'
Knowing that what her thoughts said were true, the brown haired girl bite into her lip and tried to think further back, to the memories of that boy. The first thing that raced through her mind when she started trying to recall him was that the boy was now dead. Shaking her head 'no' to that contemplation, 'How could a guy be dead that I can barely recall? I must have made that part up,'
'He died for you,' a deeper part of her brain said. A part of her mind she couldn't enter, but she continued to try to. She persisted to try to remember this boy, her first boyfriend.
But then a voice called out to her, while she was still deep in contemplation, "Hi Makoto." Shaking herself out of her trance, she realized that she was now at school and that the girl speaking to her was her friend Ami.
"Hey Ami, is Usagi here yet?" Ami stifled a laugh. They both knew that Usagi was almost always late for school, running in a few seconds before the last bell rang.
They both walked into the school, without Makoto not noticing that once again she looked like the odd one out. Due to her being extremely tall, her uniform was different from the ones all her female peers had. Her uniform was a dusty brown skirt that reached her knee, while everyone else has a blue skirt that reached half way down their thigh. Makoto hated feeling like the odd one out.
Entering in to the classroom, Ami and Makoto sat next to each other. The bell rang and soon class began. Both of the girls continued to give the clock a worried glance as neither Minako nor Usagi showed up for class and the day was getting later and later.
~*~
Small dusty ray of lights filtered through under a door. The air around the bottom of the locked steel door danced with dust and dirt, floating in the air. But a few centimeters passed the dancing beauty of light, all was dark.
Pain ached though her whole body and she struggled to focus and keep her eyes open. Stretching, she caused the pain to increase in her body but it did feel good. Standing up, she tried to take a good look of her surrounding. In doing so, she almost step on a sleeping blonde haired beauty still unconscious on the floor, where someone had thrown her body.
Giving a painful sigh, and spitting up some blood along with it, she put her hand against the wall and walked around the room trying to find away to escape their prison. She continued to whimper slightly the whole time she walked around the square prison cell. The whimpering came out of her lips because pain raced up and down her body every step she took, and because she was deathly afraid of the dark. Circling the room once, she gave up and leaned against the wall. Her body ached and she felt like just going back to sleep. Instead, she forced her to keep her self to stay awake, and listen for any noise. Minutes went by in silence. It didn't even sound like guards were stationed outside of the cell or that she was even in a building.
Then a loud alarm echoed through out the cell and the rest of the building. Jumping off the wall at the sudden sound, she could suddenly hear movement in front of the prison door and people running and yelling far away. She hoped it was someone to rescue them, but chances were that it wouldn't be. Nevertheless she mustered up all her strength and started screaming as loudly as she could, hoping that someone would hear her and take her out of this place.
Minutes went by and the girl felt like giving up. Yelling had caused her throat to become more soar and her fragile body couldn't use any more energy for a useless effort. Suddenly, the door was knocked open and the room fills with dusty light and the floating air particles could be seen dancing around the unconscious girl, the puffed-eyed girl leaning against the wall and the whole small prison.
The figure that had kicked the door down was surrounded by light and could barely be seen by the girl, who was still adjusting to the sudden change of light.
The figure then stepped into the room and the girl could make him out better. He was a tall boy with brown hair in an unusual style. His hair covered one of his green eyes and with the other one he stared at the girl. He wore a green sweater and khaki pants. He then looked down and saw the unconscious girl with a red ribbon in her hair and picked her up, placing her limp body over his shoulder. He then grabbed the other girl by the arm, and headed towards the exit of the prison and out into the florescent-light filled hallway. They start running and the girl followed blindly after him, only managing to keep in step with him by his tight grip on her arm. They turned down one hall way and then another one; yelling could be heard everywhere and those damn alarms would not turn off.
They suddenly ran into a clearing in the building. The boy stopped so suddenly that the girl ran into him and then started coughing. She had lost her breath during the whole run and her body felt like collapsing due to the long strain in had to go through. Blood spat out of her mouth with each rattling cough and the boy didn't look behind him at the girl. Instead he just remained focus on looking forward.
The girl, noticing that his back was all tense, forced her coughs to calm down and look to the side of his body, only to see a inescapable site. In front of them were at least a thirty soldiers, all pointing their guns at the two escapees and the boy. The girl gulped and took a small step backward. Looking behind her, she noticed that no one guarded the way that they entered into this room in the building. She stepped forward and got on her tiptoes, whispering into the boys ear, "There is no one behind us. Take Minako and get out of here, please. Leave me; I will only slow you down. I am sure I am what they want and I will block them from chasing you."
The brown-haired boy nodded, not turning to look back at Usagi. He let go off Usagi's arm and took a deep breath.
Usagi heard the sounds of all the guns safety's going out and the soldiers prepared to fire. Usagi shouted, "NOW."
The boy turned in a heartbeat and ran with Minako out of the clearing. The guns started to fire, trying to mechanical chase after the boy and a few bullets got near him. The soldiers gave up with the guns and started to give chase; they ran passed Usagi, knocking her to the ground and went one by one through the door and into the narrow hallway. A few of the soldiers stayed behind, picking Usagi's delicate body up from the ground and tried to forcible carry her away. She squirmed, not liking being held so close to the enemy, and tried to pull herself few from their tight grip, though knowing there was no hope for her. Fifteen seconds had passed now since the boy had run out of the room and Usagi hoped that Minako and the boy were alright. She was so worried about them that she didn't even notice that one of the soldiers holding onto her getting so sick of her pointless antics, that he swung down his gun and hit her with it on the stomach. She fell to the ground, unconscious.
Thanks to all my reviewers!
Silver-chan: your review was a help once again. lol. I so cant spell. Hehe.
LilAznGurl: the girls are about 17. I believe somewhere in the story I say that the girls have been fighting for about 3 years I think and this is after Mamoru went to the US for college so Usagi and the other girls are at least older then 16.
Jupiter Angel: I am sorry that you are getting confused and if you get any more confused just email or IM me and I will try to help you out ^^ . Also not all of the 9 girls that died are the sailor scouts, thanks Shi-chan's review I realized that. Lol
Senshi's Tenshi: thanks for your review! I am such a dork that I didn't even realize that the girl that died with Ami, also would count as one of the 9 massacred. Because of your review I changed some of the plot of my story...slightly. ..even though I am changing the plot almost every time I work on a chapter though. hehe
. If someone could please HELP me out. I am really bad of thinking up names and I need a name for the new bad guy that sounds something like all the wacky names in Gundam Wings, so if you could think of one I would deeply appreciate it. Thanks! Also if you want to think of a name for the evil organization he runs! I would love that. Thank you!!!
--revamped--
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Chapter 5: Light?
The day was slowly starting. The sun was still unseen but its rays were reaching across the sky, trying to touch every corner. The sky was turning from black, to dark purple, to blue, to reds and yellows near the horizon where the sun would soon be coming out. Light was reaching through the trees and causing an eerie beautiful scene of early dawn in the park. Dew was on all the grass and some of the green leaves were letting drops of dew drop to the ground. The world was hazy and slightly dark, a stunning place to take a picture had it not been for the mass amount of dried blood found on the ground. So prudent was the smell of blood that even the birds and other animals stayed as far away as possible. Early morning twerps and chirps by birds were vaguely heard several hundred feet away, causing the area to be in a strange silence.
Out of the bushes, on the right side of the pathway, stepped a boy with untamable brown hair. His cold, emotionless, dark blue eyes surveyed the area, before a curse was barely whispered out of his mouth. He noticed a crumpled lump on the ground, in the middle of the path and stepped lightly and cautiously towards it. About five feet away he realized that it was a girl lying motionless on the gravel. Quickly deciding what to do, he stepped towards the girl and picked her up, fully expecting to rush her to the hospital or be dead. Dead seemed more probable to him.
He scoped up the girl, into his arms as if she weighed nothing, only to have to control himself from not jumping backwards and flinching, as the motionless girl suddenly kicked him and jumped out of his arms. She stood in a particular martial arts position that he had never seen before. Her whole body seemed ready to pounce at him in any given second and her hands were prepared to start throwing pouches. She looked at him; a weird, questioning glimmer came from her eyes. She wasn't bloody and beaten as Hiiro had thought her crumpled motionless body has indicated, rather heartbroken and inwardly screaming with deep pain. Her dirty, stingy hair was black with purple highlights and ran down her back, stopping just above her knees. Her large dark purple eyes looked a beautiful, despite the fact that they were puffy and tear stains could be seen on her cheeks. Her lips. her lips... the boy stopped his train of thought. Never before had he been so affected by a girl and he wouldn't allow this girl to be the first.
Spoken in a calm monotone voice, he questioned her with suspicion, "What happened here?"
The girl started to shake when he spoke to her, viewing them in her head as harsh words. She shivered and more tears flooded to her eyes. "I don't know. I don't know." Her knees gave out from under her and she fell to the ground, her knees hitting the gravel hard and started to slightly bleed. "My friends. my friends were here and I," her head lowered into her hands, and tears started to flow freely. She mentally forced her self to stop sobbing after a few seconds, knowing that it would accomplish nothing. She wiped away her tears and spoke into her hands, "I was too slow in reaching them in time. I was too slow."
She looked up to the stranger, begging him with her eyes to tell her that everything was okay. That this wasn't her fault, even though she knew it was, and no one could ever change her mind about that. She should have known before hands. She should have sensed it sooner. She should have been there...
The boy though was seemed uncaring about her feelings, and started to turn around, walking away. He viewed her as no help at all and had other matter to deal with. The black-haired girl saw him leaving and forced her weak body to stand up and chase after him, grabbing his arm. "Please. tell me why you are here so early?"
He stared at her, wondering if he should tell her about his mission. The mission that he had come too late to complete.
"Can you help me find my two friends? You look the military type."
"They are probably being saved by one of my comrades now, if they are two of the five women my mission was to protect this morning. Apparently though I was given wrong info and the enemy has already captured them." He spoke to her without meaning to, or wanting to. It was just a reaction that had happened when she had asked him the question. The girl blinked her eyes at him in confusion, but the main points registered in her head.
"My friends are already with your comrades? Then, can I go with you. I must protect them and make sure they are okay. I will not leave them alone again! I will not!"
"No"
"NO!! No! I refuse to let that be your answer, take me with you. I will cause no trouble; I only want to protect them." Her eyes started to well up again.
Fearing that she may start to cry because of him, and logically reasoning in that she may be another one of the five girls he has been sent to protect, he decided to take her. "Fine." He started to walk away, back towards the airport at which he had just arrived an hour earlier. She stared at him, in disbelief, and then started chasing after him. Her mind questioning him 'really?' but she knew not to question him, in fear that the feeling she got about him may be correct. The felling that this stranger would get mad at her if she continued to bother him.
She jogged to his side and then slowed down to his speedy pace. "My name is Hino Rei"
"Hiiro Yui"
She smiled at him, tears stains still evident on her checks.
The full round sun was seen behind them and the sky was almost at its perfect, cloudless, light blue.
~*~
A long yawn was heard and a mass under blankets stretched its arms out from under the covers. The window was slightly open, letting a warm breeze blow in and the outside light was shinning brightly into the room. The mass rolled over and practically fell out of bed, but lightly landing on its feet. Standing up out of bed was a girl. Her hair was a brown tangled that fall just past her shoulder blades. She quickly grabbed a brush lying on a drawer near her bed and brushed her hair. Grabbing a rubber band and glancing in to a mirror, she placed into her usually ponytail within a few seconds.
She then walked in to the bathroom and come out a few minutes later looking refreshed and ready to start her day. She changed out of her comfortable green pajamas, that had cute pandas all over them and in to her school uniform. Glancing back in to the mirror she added some green eye shadow and put on her favorite earrings, beautiful red roses. The girl then proceeded out of her room and in to the kitchen of her apartment. There she spent many minutes cooking a lunch for her and, she smiled to herself and stopped humming for a second, one of her friends. She then ate a quick breakfast and was out the door. Early like always.
Stepping out of her apartment complex, she felt at peace outside. She hurried to the sidewalk and then slowly began the stretch to her school. The day was a joyous one for her. Animals were everywhere. The sun was shinning brightly. Nothing could possible be wrong with this perfect world.
Walking slightly in front of the girl was a happy old couple holding hands.
The girl gave a soothing sigh and trailed after them for a few blocks. She mumbled to her self, speaking her feelings aloud, "I wish I will be like them one day." A peaceful expression passed through the girl's features as she sighed again.
Her thought went to her first boyfriend; her mind was wondering if she made up this guy. There was no memory of what the guy looked like in her brain. 'Yes', her thoughts laughed at the girl, 'the guy you compare every other boy you meet to, you have absolutely no memory of what he looks like.'
Knowing that what her thoughts said were true, the brown haired girl bite into her lip and tried to think further back, to the memories of that boy. The first thing that raced through her mind when she started trying to recall him was that the boy was now dead. Shaking her head 'no' to that contemplation, 'How could a guy be dead that I can barely recall? I must have made that part up,'
'He died for you,' a deeper part of her brain said. A part of her mind she couldn't enter, but she continued to try to. She persisted to try to remember this boy, her first boyfriend.
But then a voice called out to her, while she was still deep in contemplation, "Hi Makoto." Shaking herself out of her trance, she realized that she was now at school and that the girl speaking to her was her friend Ami.
"Hey Ami, is Usagi here yet?" Ami stifled a laugh. They both knew that Usagi was almost always late for school, running in a few seconds before the last bell rang.
They both walked into the school, without Makoto not noticing that once again she looked like the odd one out. Due to her being extremely tall, her uniform was different from the ones all her female peers had. Her uniform was a dusty brown skirt that reached her knee, while everyone else has a blue skirt that reached half way down their thigh. Makoto hated feeling like the odd one out.
Entering in to the classroom, Ami and Makoto sat next to each other. The bell rang and soon class began. Both of the girls continued to give the clock a worried glance as neither Minako nor Usagi showed up for class and the day was getting later and later.
~*~
Small dusty ray of lights filtered through under a door. The air around the bottom of the locked steel door danced with dust and dirt, floating in the air. But a few centimeters passed the dancing beauty of light, all was dark.
Pain ached though her whole body and she struggled to focus and keep her eyes open. Stretching, she caused the pain to increase in her body but it did feel good. Standing up, she tried to take a good look of her surrounding. In doing so, she almost step on a sleeping blonde haired beauty still unconscious on the floor, where someone had thrown her body.
Giving a painful sigh, and spitting up some blood along with it, she put her hand against the wall and walked around the room trying to find away to escape their prison. She continued to whimper slightly the whole time she walked around the square prison cell. The whimpering came out of her lips because pain raced up and down her body every step she took, and because she was deathly afraid of the dark. Circling the room once, she gave up and leaned against the wall. Her body ached and she felt like just going back to sleep. Instead, she forced her to keep her self to stay awake, and listen for any noise. Minutes went by in silence. It didn't even sound like guards were stationed outside of the cell or that she was even in a building.
Then a loud alarm echoed through out the cell and the rest of the building. Jumping off the wall at the sudden sound, she could suddenly hear movement in front of the prison door and people running and yelling far away. She hoped it was someone to rescue them, but chances were that it wouldn't be. Nevertheless she mustered up all her strength and started screaming as loudly as she could, hoping that someone would hear her and take her out of this place.
Minutes went by and the girl felt like giving up. Yelling had caused her throat to become more soar and her fragile body couldn't use any more energy for a useless effort. Suddenly, the door was knocked open and the room fills with dusty light and the floating air particles could be seen dancing around the unconscious girl, the puffed-eyed girl leaning against the wall and the whole small prison.
The figure that had kicked the door down was surrounded by light and could barely be seen by the girl, who was still adjusting to the sudden change of light.
The figure then stepped into the room and the girl could make him out better. He was a tall boy with brown hair in an unusual style. His hair covered one of his green eyes and with the other one he stared at the girl. He wore a green sweater and khaki pants. He then looked down and saw the unconscious girl with a red ribbon in her hair and picked her up, placing her limp body over his shoulder. He then grabbed the other girl by the arm, and headed towards the exit of the prison and out into the florescent-light filled hallway. They start running and the girl followed blindly after him, only managing to keep in step with him by his tight grip on her arm. They turned down one hall way and then another one; yelling could be heard everywhere and those damn alarms would not turn off.
They suddenly ran into a clearing in the building. The boy stopped so suddenly that the girl ran into him and then started coughing. She had lost her breath during the whole run and her body felt like collapsing due to the long strain in had to go through. Blood spat out of her mouth with each rattling cough and the boy didn't look behind him at the girl. Instead he just remained focus on looking forward.
The girl, noticing that his back was all tense, forced her coughs to calm down and look to the side of his body, only to see a inescapable site. In front of them were at least a thirty soldiers, all pointing their guns at the two escapees and the boy. The girl gulped and took a small step backward. Looking behind her, she noticed that no one guarded the way that they entered into this room in the building. She stepped forward and got on her tiptoes, whispering into the boys ear, "There is no one behind us. Take Minako and get out of here, please. Leave me; I will only slow you down. I am sure I am what they want and I will block them from chasing you."
The brown-haired boy nodded, not turning to look back at Usagi. He let go off Usagi's arm and took a deep breath.
Usagi heard the sounds of all the guns safety's going out and the soldiers prepared to fire. Usagi shouted, "NOW."
The boy turned in a heartbeat and ran with Minako out of the clearing. The guns started to fire, trying to mechanical chase after the boy and a few bullets got near him. The soldiers gave up with the guns and started to give chase; they ran passed Usagi, knocking her to the ground and went one by one through the door and into the narrow hallway. A few of the soldiers stayed behind, picking Usagi's delicate body up from the ground and tried to forcible carry her away. She squirmed, not liking being held so close to the enemy, and tried to pull herself few from their tight grip, though knowing there was no hope for her. Fifteen seconds had passed now since the boy had run out of the room and Usagi hoped that Minako and the boy were alright. She was so worried about them that she didn't even notice that one of the soldiers holding onto her getting so sick of her pointless antics, that he swung down his gun and hit her with it on the stomach. She fell to the ground, unconscious.