Who Knows Where the Time Goes?
Sam Weasley

Summary: The last story was about the mysterious Sailor Hecate and her trials of the Sailor Senshi. But Hecate cannot guard the Gates of the Underworld and be the Senshi of Death at the same time. So she sends her companion back into life to help protect the old and new Senshi from their Future and Hecate's warning to Endymion. Warnings: Overall weirdness, for one. But basically, some swearing, violence, swearing, and overall insanity. YAY! Disclaimer: I don't own the Sailor Senshi Venus, Mercury, Moon, Chibi Moon, Mars, Jupiter, Saturn, Uranus, Neptune, or Pluto. I own Sailor Senshi Hecate. I do not own Yoroiden Samurai Troopers Kongo no Shuu, Suiko no Shin, Tenku no Touma, Rekka no Riyo, or Korrin no Seiji. I do not own Masho Gen, Yumi, Doku, or Oni. I do not own Kayura-sama. I do own Angel Senshi Justice, Faith, Intellect, Virtue, and Courtesy. I also own Angel Knights War, Death, Empathy, Silence, and Courage. I do not own Gundam Pilots Heero, Duo, Quatre, Trowa, or Wufei (::like Birdman:: WUUUUUUUUFEEEEIIII!!). I do own Bya-chan, Nefertiti, and the idea to turn OniMasho into a cat. heh heh. I do not own Luna, Luna-P, Artemis, Diana, Byakuen, Kokuen, the Madjai or the Preventers.. I think that about sums it up.. Yeah. OH! I don't own X-Men (who will only be mentioned by the name Logan- whom I do not own).

Late HAD to be the understatement of the century. This was the first time since Hecate showed up that Mamoru would be back in Japan and she was late meeting him. Ooh, Usagi silently cursed herself. He said to meet on the edge of the city where they could be alone. Alone. Ever since Hecate, Usagi had wondered about Mamoru and what Hecate meant. He had been warned.

Usagi transformed into Sailor Moon, just in case. But that made her feel like she was betraying him. still.

Mamoru waited patiently leaning against a tree when Sailor Moon ran up the final hill to the outskirts of the city. He smiled at her. Nothing seemed to have changed. and yet everything had..

Hecate had her thrown for a loop, it seemed.

And yet. that smile.

"Long time, no see. I've missed you," he said warmly. "And I've been meaning to do something."

"What is that?" Sailor Moon asked curiously, smiling up at his mountainous height. He just continued to smile sweetly down at her. That very smile that made her want to melt to a loverly little puddle of goo at his feet.

"Let me see your tier, would you? I think I discovered something about it that may be of help in the next attack."

"There's going to be another one?" Sailor Moon asked, pulling the weapon from thin air and staring at it.

"When isn't something attacking, Usa?" Mamoru asked with a laugh. He held out his hand.

All of this seemed so wrong.

But.

Usagi held out her hand, about to hand over.

WHAPP! Sailor Moon jumped, yanking her tier back. A red rose. What the.? Sailor Moon and Mamoru both turned to where it came from.

Just on the hill stood a young girl in a Senshi fuku, some girl she had never seen before. Her hair was silvery and up in two buns, her eyes like a white tiger's and her skin a dark tan. She wore the usual fashion Senshi fuku, but the skirt and shoulder flaps were white and the bodice was blue. Her bows were both red and exaggerated. She had two gold rings around her upper left arm and upper right leg. Around the knee and elbow of the same arm and leg were orange guards. She wore sagged boots of red and strapped to her back were two swords. Floating beside her was a round ball of white with tiger stripes and rounded ears. The wind tossed the two long red ribbons that fell from under her hair buns and had large bells attached to the ends. She was grinned ear-to-ear at Mamoru and shaking a wrist-long half-gloved finger at him. When she had their attention, she struck that same finger with one from her other hand. A gesture of 'no, no'.

Mamoru snarled. "I was warned you might show up. Which one are you?" he asked harshly.

The girl pretended to think. Then held up a sign. 'Well, let's think about this.' it read. She turned it around. 'I can't talk- help enough?' Her free hand held up a V-for-Victory.

FWWAPP! Mamoru and Sailor Moon jumped to the side as a wooden arrow embedded itself into the grass just beside the red rose that the girl had obviously thrown.

"You've been a baaaaaaaad boy, Endy-chan," came the voice of the attacker. Another teenage girl in a Senshi fuku. Glasses slid down her nose. Her hair was blue and very long. The flaps and skirt of her fuku were white, like the other girl's, but her bodice was bright red and her bows purple and exaggerated. Her boots were like Sailor Moon's and her left glove was long and thick while the other only as long as her wrist. She held a bow, ready to fire another arrow, and a quiver which looked to be empty was strapped to her back. "And we're here to do something about it."

Mamoru started laughing. It was cruel. "Too late!" he cried and grabbed Sailor Moon's tier, jumping into the air and hovering, now Tuxedo Kamen.

"Virtue, get her out of her!" the girl with the bow yelled.

The girl with the swords put two fingers to her forehead and then spun on her toes once. She suddenly grew a pair of long, silvery, feathered wings. She took a few steps, jumped, and FLEW at Usagi. She grabbed her and took off for the city.

"Wait! My tier!" Sailor Moon protested. The girl, Virtue she had been called, shook her head and landed on a building rooftop a moment later. She gestured for Sailor Moon to go home. Sailor Moon shook her head.

The girl sighed. She pulled another sign, or was it the same one? from no where again. 'I'll get it back, Sailor Moon, I promise,' it read. She smiled in a reassuring way, turned, and took off for the battle sight again.

Sailor Moon sighed heavily. She watched the girl disappear, turned on her heel, and ran for Hikawajinga. She had to tell everyone what she saw. What had happened.? The fact that it could very well be that Mamoru was betraying them. Betraying her.

The one called Virtue, however, returned to find her red-fukued friend surrounded by a vast array of ugly youma and many, many arrows she had loosed to keep them at bay. Virtue watched a moment, taking in the scene, before thinking simply to herself: BONZAAAI!!! and joining happily into the fray. Virtue's twin swords cut through every monster that came near her as she fought her way to her companion's side.

"Endymion got away with the tier," her companion growled through her teeth, swinging her bow like a club at a particularly ugly looking rose bush youma.

Virtue shrugged. They'd worry about that later. For now. The teen connected the hilts of her swords and spun them around her body like a baton, preparing to finish this quickly.

Shin ran towards his comrade with a grin spread across his face. Shuu gave him a boost and Shin was soaring like the birds, up, over, and then on his hand, hand-in-hand with the same teenager that had launched him up in the first place. It was always good to stay in shape, the Yoroiden reasoned, though this was more for fun than training. Touma and Seiji were at the library, and Riyo was off in the mountains somewhere with Byakuen. Yep. This was recreation.

"Oy, Shin?" Shuu queried as he launched the boy up again and watched him land gracefully on the ground a few feet away.

"Hai?" Shin asked standing and gazing back at Shuu, who was staring into the trees.

"Whaddyou suppose that is?" Shuu asked, pointing to a large yellow creature stalking through the tree line right for the pair. As it came closer, the Yoroiden made out the fact that it seemed to be in the likeness of a VERY big yellow rose. A big yellow rose with legs, arms, and one hideous face.

"I haven't the slightest idea, Kongo." Shin replied after a moment of dumbfounded staring.

The rose leapt, soared..

And was blown to smithereens.

"Subtlety," said a girl's voice from a tree branch to Shin's right. She was sitting there in a sailor suit with a white skirt and orange bodice. Her hair, ash colored and long, held with a large red bow over her shoulder, simply hung there. She was holding a Chinese throwing star, the same ones that embedded the tree behind the rose that was now all over the back yard. "Subtlety," she said again, grinning ear to ear "has never been my forte. Nope." She snickered and slid down from the branch, unhitching a tetsubo from behind her and twirling it idly.

"I'd call your Yoroi, if I were you," another girl in a sailor suit, this one with a light blue bodice, stood to the left of Shuu. Her hair was short and the same blue of her outfit.

"Just a piece of advice. This guy doesn't do small-talk," the girl with the bo and turned to the forest. "Oy! Courtesy! What's taking you so long!!" she called.

Clang-clang an unearthly scream. Many strange youma and youja were running out of the forest.

"Well, then. BUSSO KONGO!!!" Shuu yelled into the hordes.

"Here we go again." Shin muttered. "BUSSO!! SUIKO!!"

"Incoming!!" the girl in the orange shouted as another girl, this one with green and a no-dachi bigger than she was, came flying out of the herd and tumbled quite a few times across the grass. Her blonde hair came out of its pink rose barrette and fell over one green eye as she threw her head up and leered at whatever had thrown her.

"Are you okay, Courtesy?" the girl in the blue blocked the thorns of a youma with her yari and looked over her shoulder.

"I'm just angry!" Courtesy replied and leapt back into the battle.

"This won't last long if C's angry!" the girl in orange informed Shuu, the one she was closer to, with a grin.

"Iron... Rock. CRUSHER!!" Shuu yelled in reply, taking down a good few of the youma. But there were still many left.

"Uh oh." the girl in blue grabbed Shin's wrist. "Time to go!" she said decisively, turned tail, and ran as far from the battle as she could.

Shuu looked up and saw the girl in green soaring into the sky on silvery feathered wings.

"Run. Fast. Now. This is gonna suck!" the girl in orange informed him as Courtesy reached an impressive height before stopping and holding her sword above her head.

Shuu, being she seemed to know what was going on, thought it best to take her advice and followed Shin and the girl in blue, who had one hand around his wrist pulling him along and the other around her waist, which was tainted red.

"COURTESY!!!!..." screamed the girl in the air. Shuu kept running because the others kept running. The two girls seemed to want to get very far away from the one in the sky.

There was a large explosion of light when Courtesy screamed some sort of attack, Shuu and Shin were thrown forward, and then the entire earth seemed to quiver beneath them. Strangest thing was. there was no sound from the explosion, only from the ground shifting violently as an after shock.

When Shuu turned to see what had happened, Courtesy was standing very calmly in the center of a VERY big crater where the youma, youja, and part of the forest had once been. She turned, holding her sword toward the ground, walked out of the crater, picked up the barrette that had been knocked from her hair, and put her hair back up.

"Do you MIND not destroying things because you get ANGRY!" the girl in blue demanded.

The extremely calm Courtesy scanned the group over, walked up to the girl in blue, and laid a hand over hers that was over a gross wound. There was a slight hissing sound from the girl in blue, and the wound was gone. Courtesy said nothing as she proceeded to heal the girl in orange's shoulder and then, since they had the protection of armor, a small cut across Shin's forehead.

"Who ARE you people?" Shuu demanded. "I mean, we probably appreciate the HELP, but your friend here just trashed our back yard and we'll most likely be blamed for it."

Courtesy smiled. "C'mon, you two. Let's get out of here before the others return." She turned around and took off with those wings of hers.

"Yes, O' Great Strong Leader of the Little People!" the girl in orange replied sarcastically. She and the other girl each put a hand to their foreheads, spun a little circle, and wham! had wings just like that Courtesy girl's. The orange girl winked to the Yoroiden, ran, and took off after her companions.