AN: Sorry for the wait. Here's chapter four!
Chapter Four.
The next morning the scouts all awoke bright and early and walked down stairs to the kitchen where Kat had prepared for them a lovely American style breakfast of pancakes, toast, hash browns, scrambled eggs, and cinnamon roles, which Serena gobbled down with almost a whole pot of coffee.
"Anymore coffee, have some coffee, where's coffee? Coffee, Coffee, Coffee!" She was a buzzing around the breakfast table like a swarm of bees.
"Okay," Darien said, handing Kat Serena's cup to pour down the sink, "No more for you, hun."
"Some people just can't take it," Rini said sipping her chocolate milk.
"She'll be hyped up on that stuff all day," Amy said, shaking her head. "We'll never get her to calm down."
"Well serves her right," said Rei, "She would have over slept big time if we hadn't given her some."
"Ooh, what's this?" Serena asked, picking up a very expensive vase from a mantle.
"Not the Ming Vase!!!" Jim, Kat, and Jeremy all yelled as Serena fumbled. Jim leaped from his chair, held out his arms, and slid along the kitchen tile, just barely catching the vase.
"That was amazing!" said Lita. "Where'd you learn to do that?"
"Three years of JV football, two of Varsity baseball, and seventeen years of Kat's klutzieness."
"Hey, I'm not a klutz anymore!" she replied as she knocked over the coffee pot. She laughed nervously as everyone stared at her.
"And you trained an army?" Amara said sarcastically.
"That's right, and I'll train you sorry bunch!" Kat declared. She stood up, and made a fist, "I'll make you fighting machines by Tuesday morning! Even if it's the last thing I do!!"
"Yeah…I got a previous engagement," Jeremy said, slinking off.
"We've got school," Amy stated as she and some of the girls started to sneak away.
"I think I'll head back to bed," Serena said, grabbing Rini's hand.
"NO EXCUSES!" Kat yelled, making everyone jump and run back inside the kitchen. "Downstairs NOW!"
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"This is the Crystal Cavern!" Kat shouted as she paced in front of the Scouts, now in full battle attire, "And this is the V. R. training room," she continued, sweeping her arms around the large, empty white room. "This is where, one by one, you will be tested for strength, agility, endurance, and intelligence."
"In that case, Serena's already failed," Mini Moon said.
"Why you little!" Sailor Moon said, ticked off.
"Silence in ranks!" Kat shouted. "Before you are drilled, Sailor Pluto shall demonstrate each maneuver. Monster Come Forth!" And at her command, a huge ogre appeared, with one large eye on the center of it's skull, and two long, curving horns that rose up from just behind it's ears. It snarled at Sailor Pluto and swung it's heavy, spiked battle axe at her. She leaped into the air, dodging the blow, and with her Key, she quickly disarmed, beat back, and destroyed the monster.
"It should be that easy for the rest of you," Kat said when Sailor Pluto returned to her position in the ranks. "Key word 'should'. Jupiter, you seem pretty confident. Let's see what you can do. Monster come forth!" This time, the ogre that appeared had three eyes and four curved horns.
"Okay, I can do this," Jupiter said. She extended her arm, and called, "Jupiter Thunder Whip!" the whip appeared in her hand, but before she could raise her arm, the ogre grabbed the whip's other end, and lifted and swung Jupiter up in the air. As it twirled her about, she screamed, "Someone get me down!!!! AAAARHRRRRRRGGGGHHH!!!!" she shrieked as the ogre let go of her whip, and threw her against the wall. She smacked the wall, and slid down, crumpling up on the floor. But she was alright.
Kat shook her head "Monster one," she said, walking over to Jupiter, "Scout zero." She leaned over Jupiter, and said, "Never, ever declare your attack. It gives your enemy a chance to counter it. Do all of you do that before you fight?" she asked the rest of them. They all looked down, and nodded in shame.
"What imbecile taught you that?" she asked, getting frustrated.
"I did," Luna said sheepishly.
"Luna, Luna," Kat said, shaking her head in disapproval, "With all your years you should know better."
"Seemed like a good idea at the time," Artemis said, joking.
"Well trust me, it's not a good idea." she said.
"It's down right foolish if you ask me," Jeremy said, "We wouldn't have made it as far as we have if we had used such immature, childish tactics."
"Do you think it impresses them or something to call out your attacks?" Jim asked, angrily.
"You…You think it's stupid too?" Jupiter asked, sullenly.
"I think it can get you killed," Jim said. "Did you your enemies ever do that?"
"No…" Sailor Moon said, "But we…"
"But nothing," Kat said. "This foolishness stops now! You will learn the right way to vanquish an opponent: Quickly and without mercy! Your enemy won't show you any mercy, and so you must not show them mercy. And I don't care how long it takes, you will learn to perfect your attacks. And if you think I'm being to harsh, too cruel, or just plain mean," she said to Sailor Moon's face, "Then I suggest you leave now."
"Bye!" Sailor Moon said, turning quickly and heading for the door, followed by Mini Moon.
But Kat grabbed them both by the pigtails, and demanded, "Where do you think you're going?!?" she dragged them both back to the line up, kicking and whining. She stood them up against the wall, and got in Sailor Moon's face. "You're the Princess! The troops rally behind you! You are the reason they fight! You will learn to be a leader. One worthy of respect, and of the sacrifice of those who are willing to go into battle for you. Such were all the women of your line, and so you will be too. Now get in there and face that ogre!!!!" she shouted, pointing to the computer simulation, which now had six arms, twenty eyes, and three horns. All the while, Sailors Moon and Mini Moon cringed, and cried.
"This is gonna take a while," Kat muttered as she rubbed her temples, and Sailor Moon and Mini Moon ran willy-nilly all over the room, dodging axe swings, screaming at the tops of their lungs.
"All right," Jeremy said, transforming into the Crimson Guardian, "I'll handle this." With one swipe of his sword, he took the monster down. It disintegrated into a billion particles of light.
"That is how you take down a monster. Sailor Moon," he said, holding out his sword, "Take this."
"But…but that's your sword," she said.
"This was your father's sword. I think he'd want you to have it. Besides, Jim can make another one."
"Wow," Sailor Moon said. "My father's sword. Tell me about my father."
"What would you like to know?" Crimson asked her.
"Tell me as much as you can about him. I know a lot about my mother, but my father, I've never heard about."
"That's probably because he died when you were still just a baby." Crimson told Sailor Moon, turning away from her. It was obviously a painful experience for him. "He died in battle against the forces of the Negaverse and he loved you and your mother very much. That's all that I can tell you about him." Sailor Moon understood, or at least, she thought that she understood.
"So, you didn't know him very well." She said.
"Oh, I did know him very well. There was no man that I trusted more and that was perhaps a mistake on my part and his. He was a good and honorable man who had only one vice and that was his honor. He let his honor get in the way of coming home. He would not quit the field of battle. He tried to but…" The Crimson Guardian stopped there. He would speak no more of the matter of Sailor Moon's father that day. And for the next two weeks, after school, the Scouts met at the mansion to train and to hear fantastic stories about the old Moon Kingdom, and to get to know their new friends.
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While the Scouts trained hard to master their weapons, the Techno Sage recuperated in his lair. His defeat at the hands of the Sailor Scouts had shown him one thing. That no matter how flawless his technology was, it was still vulnerable to human tampering. There had to be some way around that, he thought, there just had to be. Then he came up with an idea. I wonderfully evil idea.
"I will make a Dark Scout and a Dark Guardian to counter the Guardians of the Moon and their new allies." He then descended into the depths of this mechanical hive to his factory where his machines were turning out Mecha-Ninjas by the dozens.
As he walked along the assembly lines, he looked at all the different parts of his Ninjas. Sometimes he would pick up a an arm, or a leg, just the odds and ends. Then, he began his work. He used the bits and pieces he collected, and first built out the body of a man, using wires for veins, and battery acid for blood. Then, he took from an ice cold freezer the last part. His own bio-engineered form of skin. With this, and the skeletal face of one of his Ninjas, he formed a face for his Dark Guardian. A handsome face; the opposite of his own. When his creation was done, he took one small chip from his robotic arm, and placed it within the brain of the android. Then he began to work on the Scout. As he created the female form from scratch, he wondered what those women had that made them so powerful. He stopped. He needed to do more research.
"Computer," he ordered. A long rod came down from the ceiling. It bent in the middle, and unfolded itself, revealing a screen. "What is your command, Master?" asked the electronic voice.
"Show me all news and media data on The Sailor Scouts."
"Data download commencing," it said. In seconds it said, "Download complete," and it showed various clippings from the past years. From Sailor V's first appearances in London to the most recent Sailor Scout sightings. As he viewed each one, he took in their poses, their expressions, their faces. Then, he said, "Enough, computer." and the screen folded up again and went back up into the ceiling. He went back to work. Using his photographic memory, he gave the Dark Scout features from different Sailors. The body of Sailor Pluto, black hair like Mars, as short as Mercury's. Then, he gave her the face of Sailor Moon. Except her eyes. When he finished his Scout, and put a chip from his own brain into hers. And then, he gathered together yards upon yards of black cloth.
Many hours later, his Guardian and Scout stood before him, lifeless puppets that needed only his voice to live.
"Awaken, my children." he said. Their heads snapped up. And their eyes opened. They both had eyes that glowed red; deep red…blood red. They looked at him, their master, awaiting his instructions. He stepped towards them, and brought from behind his back two weapons. One he handed to the Dark Guardian, clothed in black leather and armor. "You are Ninja Ken. And this is your sword." It was a short sword, one used only by the deadliest assassins.
"And you," the Sage said to the Dark Scout clad in sable and white, "Are Kusari Gama." and he handed her a sickle with a chain and spiked ball attached to it. Each one a perfect representation of the weapons that bore their names. "You are my creations." he said to them. "My incarnations, for in both of you I have placed a part of my own self. You are extensions of me. Never forget that. Now, what is your primary operative?"
"To destroy the Guardians and The Sailor Scouts," they said.
"Good. Now you need only one thing to be complete," and he took out two onyx crystals. One he put into the Scout's tiara, the other on the Guardian's wrist. "Now, you have my powers as well as all my knowledge. Now go and fulfill your duty."
With that, they turned. In the ceiling above, a section began to open up, revealing a star filled sky. They leaped up and out, and disappeared into the blackness of space.
"Most excellent," said the Techno Sage as he retreated into the depths of his dark domain.
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Amara peeked around the street corner to see Jeremy standing at the cross walk. He looked at his watch, and looked down the opposite side of the street.
"Why don't you just go talk to him?" Michelle said as her head came around under Amara's.
"No!" Amara said.
"Come on, you obviously like him."
"I do not!"
"Then why are you following him? He has no secrets to hide anymore."
"Okay, say that I do like him," Amara said grudgingly, "What do you expect me to do?"
"Act like your old self, and just say something. Say 'hi'. Ask him if he'd like to get some lunch."
"You mean like a date?"
"Not a date. Just two friends having lunch together."
"No, I suppose not."
"Then go and ask him!" Michelle said, pushing Amara away from the corner. She stood there, straightened her shirt, and said, "Hey Jeremy."
"Hey," he said, suddenly excited. He walked towards her, but just as she lifted up her hand to wave, he walked on past her to the other side of the street, where Amy was standing, waving. Amara just stood there, stunned in silence, feeling so stupid. Then, Michelle walked up next her and said, "Uh huh. Meatball Head Syndrome. I guess that's the end of that."
"Oh no it's not," Amara said, snapping out of her trance. She grabbed her cousin's hand and said, "Come on, we're following them!"
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"I'm glad you could meet me today," Jeremy said as he and Amy walked down the street together.
"Did Kat give you a hard time about getting away?" Amy asked him.
"Oh, she's like that with everybody. Comes with a non existent social life."
"That's a shame. She seems so popular." Amy said, concerned.
"I know. She should get out more. Speaking of getting out of things, when are you going to get out of that school uniform and into something a little classier? Maybe something in red? Or maybe a little number in fuchsia? I hear neon green's a popular color. "
"Oh goodness," Amy said laughing, "I could never dress in anything like that."
"Oh come on, you underestimate yourself,' he replied. "I think you have a nice little figure. It's just perfect for this." he said as he put his arm around her and kissed her.
Amy blushed as he pulled away after a minute. "Aren't you going a little fast?" she asked him.
"Hey, I live in the fast lane," he said shrugging and giving his million dollar grin.
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"Did you see that?!" Amara said, pointing at the couple, totally outraged. "Did you see that?!"
"Yes I saw it," Michelle said, backing away. "It was cute."
"CUTE?!?! It's indecent! She's only a sophomore in high school!"
"What difference does it make? It's no different than Serena and Darien."
"That's not the point!" She said too loud. As Jeremy and Amy turned around, Amara and Michelle had ducked into a bush and clamped their mouths shut.
"Now see what you've done?" Michelle whispered. "Let's just stop right now and go home?"
"Because I am supposed to be protecting the younger Scouts from anything that seems like a threat."
"He's on our side!"
"He immoral, immature, and indecent!"
"Why are hiding?" Jeremy whispered. The girls jumped and stumbled out of the bushes, landing at Amy's feet.
"You are worse than the others," Amy said. "Now I understand how Serena feels when we spy on her and Darien."
"We weren't spying!" Amara said as she got up, dusting off her jeans and trying to look dignified.
"Of course not," Jeremy said, "You were snooping for good gossip. But you really need to learn to be more covert. My sister's quite good at that. The things she could tell you about from sixteen years of espionage. But she'll never be as good a tracker as I am. Right sis?" he said looking up at a nearby tree. Then, Kat's head popped out of the thick leaves and branches, her head covered by a green helmet adorned in leaves, and her face painted in camouflage paint.
"How did you know I was here?" she asked, angry.
"They don't have pine trees in Japan," he answered. Then, she grunted, hitched up her flower pot, and stomped off, muttering incoherently about needing to learn about Japanese horticulture. "So, what are you going to do now?" he asked Amara and Michelle. "Do you wish join us and do your snooping out in the open, or would you like to continue following us at a distance?"
"Neither," Amara said walking away from them all. "I admit that thus far I have behaved like a child. So now, I am going home."
But she was stopped short. For at that moment, a car full of paparazzi came pulling up, flashing cameras left and right. Jeremy put his arms around all three girls, and said, "Say cheese!" as the car sped away.
Within the hour, papers were plastered all over the city with headlines such as, "NO WOMAN IS SAFE!" and, "CAPITALIST CASANOVA STEALS HEARTS OF JAPAN!"
"I think it's a very good picture of us," Jeremy said looking at a copy of the latest news paper. "I think I'll add it to my collection."
"I need to go call my mom," Amy said, almost crying with the shame and embarrassment.
"I need to call a lawyer," Amara said as she and Michelle stomped away in a huff.
"Oh come on! Don't go, I was only kidding!" Jeremy called to the three retreating, insulted girls. "I'll get this whole thing straightened out! D&%# paparazzi!!" he shouted as he threw the paper to the ground and stomped up and down on it.
AN: Just so ya'll know, Kat's supposed to be 18. She's been a klutz since she could crawl ('17 of kilutziness' )and a snoop ever since she could walk and talk ( '16 years of espionage' ), plus Jim's been having to deal with his older sister's clumsiness all his life ( Jim is supposed to be 17). Don't stay silent! Please review!!!
Chapter Four.
The next morning the scouts all awoke bright and early and walked down stairs to the kitchen where Kat had prepared for them a lovely American style breakfast of pancakes, toast, hash browns, scrambled eggs, and cinnamon roles, which Serena gobbled down with almost a whole pot of coffee.
"Anymore coffee, have some coffee, where's coffee? Coffee, Coffee, Coffee!" She was a buzzing around the breakfast table like a swarm of bees.
"Okay," Darien said, handing Kat Serena's cup to pour down the sink, "No more for you, hun."
"Some people just can't take it," Rini said sipping her chocolate milk.
"She'll be hyped up on that stuff all day," Amy said, shaking her head. "We'll never get her to calm down."
"Well serves her right," said Rei, "She would have over slept big time if we hadn't given her some."
"Ooh, what's this?" Serena asked, picking up a very expensive vase from a mantle.
"Not the Ming Vase!!!" Jim, Kat, and Jeremy all yelled as Serena fumbled. Jim leaped from his chair, held out his arms, and slid along the kitchen tile, just barely catching the vase.
"That was amazing!" said Lita. "Where'd you learn to do that?"
"Three years of JV football, two of Varsity baseball, and seventeen years of Kat's klutzieness."
"Hey, I'm not a klutz anymore!" she replied as she knocked over the coffee pot. She laughed nervously as everyone stared at her.
"And you trained an army?" Amara said sarcastically.
"That's right, and I'll train you sorry bunch!" Kat declared. She stood up, and made a fist, "I'll make you fighting machines by Tuesday morning! Even if it's the last thing I do!!"
"Yeah…I got a previous engagement," Jeremy said, slinking off.
"We've got school," Amy stated as she and some of the girls started to sneak away.
"I think I'll head back to bed," Serena said, grabbing Rini's hand.
"NO EXCUSES!" Kat yelled, making everyone jump and run back inside the kitchen. "Downstairs NOW!"
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"This is the Crystal Cavern!" Kat shouted as she paced in front of the Scouts, now in full battle attire, "And this is the V. R. training room," she continued, sweeping her arms around the large, empty white room. "This is where, one by one, you will be tested for strength, agility, endurance, and intelligence."
"In that case, Serena's already failed," Mini Moon said.
"Why you little!" Sailor Moon said, ticked off.
"Silence in ranks!" Kat shouted. "Before you are drilled, Sailor Pluto shall demonstrate each maneuver. Monster Come Forth!" And at her command, a huge ogre appeared, with one large eye on the center of it's skull, and two long, curving horns that rose up from just behind it's ears. It snarled at Sailor Pluto and swung it's heavy, spiked battle axe at her. She leaped into the air, dodging the blow, and with her Key, she quickly disarmed, beat back, and destroyed the monster.
"It should be that easy for the rest of you," Kat said when Sailor Pluto returned to her position in the ranks. "Key word 'should'. Jupiter, you seem pretty confident. Let's see what you can do. Monster come forth!" This time, the ogre that appeared had three eyes and four curved horns.
"Okay, I can do this," Jupiter said. She extended her arm, and called, "Jupiter Thunder Whip!" the whip appeared in her hand, but before she could raise her arm, the ogre grabbed the whip's other end, and lifted and swung Jupiter up in the air. As it twirled her about, she screamed, "Someone get me down!!!! AAAARHRRRRRRGGGGHHH!!!!" she shrieked as the ogre let go of her whip, and threw her against the wall. She smacked the wall, and slid down, crumpling up on the floor. But she was alright.
Kat shook her head "Monster one," she said, walking over to Jupiter, "Scout zero." She leaned over Jupiter, and said, "Never, ever declare your attack. It gives your enemy a chance to counter it. Do all of you do that before you fight?" she asked the rest of them. They all looked down, and nodded in shame.
"What imbecile taught you that?" she asked, getting frustrated.
"I did," Luna said sheepishly.
"Luna, Luna," Kat said, shaking her head in disapproval, "With all your years you should know better."
"Seemed like a good idea at the time," Artemis said, joking.
"Well trust me, it's not a good idea." she said.
"It's down right foolish if you ask me," Jeremy said, "We wouldn't have made it as far as we have if we had used such immature, childish tactics."
"Do you think it impresses them or something to call out your attacks?" Jim asked, angrily.
"You…You think it's stupid too?" Jupiter asked, sullenly.
"I think it can get you killed," Jim said. "Did you your enemies ever do that?"
"No…" Sailor Moon said, "But we…"
"But nothing," Kat said. "This foolishness stops now! You will learn the right way to vanquish an opponent: Quickly and without mercy! Your enemy won't show you any mercy, and so you must not show them mercy. And I don't care how long it takes, you will learn to perfect your attacks. And if you think I'm being to harsh, too cruel, or just plain mean," she said to Sailor Moon's face, "Then I suggest you leave now."
"Bye!" Sailor Moon said, turning quickly and heading for the door, followed by Mini Moon.
But Kat grabbed them both by the pigtails, and demanded, "Where do you think you're going?!?" she dragged them both back to the line up, kicking and whining. She stood them up against the wall, and got in Sailor Moon's face. "You're the Princess! The troops rally behind you! You are the reason they fight! You will learn to be a leader. One worthy of respect, and of the sacrifice of those who are willing to go into battle for you. Such were all the women of your line, and so you will be too. Now get in there and face that ogre!!!!" she shouted, pointing to the computer simulation, which now had six arms, twenty eyes, and three horns. All the while, Sailors Moon and Mini Moon cringed, and cried.
"This is gonna take a while," Kat muttered as she rubbed her temples, and Sailor Moon and Mini Moon ran willy-nilly all over the room, dodging axe swings, screaming at the tops of their lungs.
"All right," Jeremy said, transforming into the Crimson Guardian, "I'll handle this." With one swipe of his sword, he took the monster down. It disintegrated into a billion particles of light.
"That is how you take down a monster. Sailor Moon," he said, holding out his sword, "Take this."
"But…but that's your sword," she said.
"This was your father's sword. I think he'd want you to have it. Besides, Jim can make another one."
"Wow," Sailor Moon said. "My father's sword. Tell me about my father."
"What would you like to know?" Crimson asked her.
"Tell me as much as you can about him. I know a lot about my mother, but my father, I've never heard about."
"That's probably because he died when you were still just a baby." Crimson told Sailor Moon, turning away from her. It was obviously a painful experience for him. "He died in battle against the forces of the Negaverse and he loved you and your mother very much. That's all that I can tell you about him." Sailor Moon understood, or at least, she thought that she understood.
"So, you didn't know him very well." She said.
"Oh, I did know him very well. There was no man that I trusted more and that was perhaps a mistake on my part and his. He was a good and honorable man who had only one vice and that was his honor. He let his honor get in the way of coming home. He would not quit the field of battle. He tried to but…" The Crimson Guardian stopped there. He would speak no more of the matter of Sailor Moon's father that day. And for the next two weeks, after school, the Scouts met at the mansion to train and to hear fantastic stories about the old Moon Kingdom, and to get to know their new friends.
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While the Scouts trained hard to master their weapons, the Techno Sage recuperated in his lair. His defeat at the hands of the Sailor Scouts had shown him one thing. That no matter how flawless his technology was, it was still vulnerable to human tampering. There had to be some way around that, he thought, there just had to be. Then he came up with an idea. I wonderfully evil idea.
"I will make a Dark Scout and a Dark Guardian to counter the Guardians of the Moon and their new allies." He then descended into the depths of this mechanical hive to his factory where his machines were turning out Mecha-Ninjas by the dozens.
As he walked along the assembly lines, he looked at all the different parts of his Ninjas. Sometimes he would pick up a an arm, or a leg, just the odds and ends. Then, he began his work. He used the bits and pieces he collected, and first built out the body of a man, using wires for veins, and battery acid for blood. Then, he took from an ice cold freezer the last part. His own bio-engineered form of skin. With this, and the skeletal face of one of his Ninjas, he formed a face for his Dark Guardian. A handsome face; the opposite of his own. When his creation was done, he took one small chip from his robotic arm, and placed it within the brain of the android. Then he began to work on the Scout. As he created the female form from scratch, he wondered what those women had that made them so powerful. He stopped. He needed to do more research.
"Computer," he ordered. A long rod came down from the ceiling. It bent in the middle, and unfolded itself, revealing a screen. "What is your command, Master?" asked the electronic voice.
"Show me all news and media data on The Sailor Scouts."
"Data download commencing," it said. In seconds it said, "Download complete," and it showed various clippings from the past years. From Sailor V's first appearances in London to the most recent Sailor Scout sightings. As he viewed each one, he took in their poses, their expressions, their faces. Then, he said, "Enough, computer." and the screen folded up again and went back up into the ceiling. He went back to work. Using his photographic memory, he gave the Dark Scout features from different Sailors. The body of Sailor Pluto, black hair like Mars, as short as Mercury's. Then, he gave her the face of Sailor Moon. Except her eyes. When he finished his Scout, and put a chip from his own brain into hers. And then, he gathered together yards upon yards of black cloth.
Many hours later, his Guardian and Scout stood before him, lifeless puppets that needed only his voice to live.
"Awaken, my children." he said. Their heads snapped up. And their eyes opened. They both had eyes that glowed red; deep red…blood red. They looked at him, their master, awaiting his instructions. He stepped towards them, and brought from behind his back two weapons. One he handed to the Dark Guardian, clothed in black leather and armor. "You are Ninja Ken. And this is your sword." It was a short sword, one used only by the deadliest assassins.
"And you," the Sage said to the Dark Scout clad in sable and white, "Are Kusari Gama." and he handed her a sickle with a chain and spiked ball attached to it. Each one a perfect representation of the weapons that bore their names. "You are my creations." he said to them. "My incarnations, for in both of you I have placed a part of my own self. You are extensions of me. Never forget that. Now, what is your primary operative?"
"To destroy the Guardians and The Sailor Scouts," they said.
"Good. Now you need only one thing to be complete," and he took out two onyx crystals. One he put into the Scout's tiara, the other on the Guardian's wrist. "Now, you have my powers as well as all my knowledge. Now go and fulfill your duty."
With that, they turned. In the ceiling above, a section began to open up, revealing a star filled sky. They leaped up and out, and disappeared into the blackness of space.
"Most excellent," said the Techno Sage as he retreated into the depths of his dark domain.
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Amara peeked around the street corner to see Jeremy standing at the cross walk. He looked at his watch, and looked down the opposite side of the street.
"Why don't you just go talk to him?" Michelle said as her head came around under Amara's.
"No!" Amara said.
"Come on, you obviously like him."
"I do not!"
"Then why are you following him? He has no secrets to hide anymore."
"Okay, say that I do like him," Amara said grudgingly, "What do you expect me to do?"
"Act like your old self, and just say something. Say 'hi'. Ask him if he'd like to get some lunch."
"You mean like a date?"
"Not a date. Just two friends having lunch together."
"No, I suppose not."
"Then go and ask him!" Michelle said, pushing Amara away from the corner. She stood there, straightened her shirt, and said, "Hey Jeremy."
"Hey," he said, suddenly excited. He walked towards her, but just as she lifted up her hand to wave, he walked on past her to the other side of the street, where Amy was standing, waving. Amara just stood there, stunned in silence, feeling so stupid. Then, Michelle walked up next her and said, "Uh huh. Meatball Head Syndrome. I guess that's the end of that."
"Oh no it's not," Amara said, snapping out of her trance. She grabbed her cousin's hand and said, "Come on, we're following them!"
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"I'm glad you could meet me today," Jeremy said as he and Amy walked down the street together.
"Did Kat give you a hard time about getting away?" Amy asked him.
"Oh, she's like that with everybody. Comes with a non existent social life."
"That's a shame. She seems so popular." Amy said, concerned.
"I know. She should get out more. Speaking of getting out of things, when are you going to get out of that school uniform and into something a little classier? Maybe something in red? Or maybe a little number in fuchsia? I hear neon green's a popular color. "
"Oh goodness," Amy said laughing, "I could never dress in anything like that."
"Oh come on, you underestimate yourself,' he replied. "I think you have a nice little figure. It's just perfect for this." he said as he put his arm around her and kissed her.
Amy blushed as he pulled away after a minute. "Aren't you going a little fast?" she asked him.
"Hey, I live in the fast lane," he said shrugging and giving his million dollar grin.
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"Did you see that?!" Amara said, pointing at the couple, totally outraged. "Did you see that?!"
"Yes I saw it," Michelle said, backing away. "It was cute."
"CUTE?!?! It's indecent! She's only a sophomore in high school!"
"What difference does it make? It's no different than Serena and Darien."
"That's not the point!" She said too loud. As Jeremy and Amy turned around, Amara and Michelle had ducked into a bush and clamped their mouths shut.
"Now see what you've done?" Michelle whispered. "Let's just stop right now and go home?"
"Because I am supposed to be protecting the younger Scouts from anything that seems like a threat."
"He's on our side!"
"He immoral, immature, and indecent!"
"Why are hiding?" Jeremy whispered. The girls jumped and stumbled out of the bushes, landing at Amy's feet.
"You are worse than the others," Amy said. "Now I understand how Serena feels when we spy on her and Darien."
"We weren't spying!" Amara said as she got up, dusting off her jeans and trying to look dignified.
"Of course not," Jeremy said, "You were snooping for good gossip. But you really need to learn to be more covert. My sister's quite good at that. The things she could tell you about from sixteen years of espionage. But she'll never be as good a tracker as I am. Right sis?" he said looking up at a nearby tree. Then, Kat's head popped out of the thick leaves and branches, her head covered by a green helmet adorned in leaves, and her face painted in camouflage paint.
"How did you know I was here?" she asked, angry.
"They don't have pine trees in Japan," he answered. Then, she grunted, hitched up her flower pot, and stomped off, muttering incoherently about needing to learn about Japanese horticulture. "So, what are you going to do now?" he asked Amara and Michelle. "Do you wish join us and do your snooping out in the open, or would you like to continue following us at a distance?"
"Neither," Amara said walking away from them all. "I admit that thus far I have behaved like a child. So now, I am going home."
But she was stopped short. For at that moment, a car full of paparazzi came pulling up, flashing cameras left and right. Jeremy put his arms around all three girls, and said, "Say cheese!" as the car sped away.
Within the hour, papers were plastered all over the city with headlines such as, "NO WOMAN IS SAFE!" and, "CAPITALIST CASANOVA STEALS HEARTS OF JAPAN!"
"I think it's a very good picture of us," Jeremy said looking at a copy of the latest news paper. "I think I'll add it to my collection."
"I need to go call my mom," Amy said, almost crying with the shame and embarrassment.
"I need to call a lawyer," Amara said as she and Michelle stomped away in a huff.
"Oh come on! Don't go, I was only kidding!" Jeremy called to the three retreating, insulted girls. "I'll get this whole thing straightened out! D&%# paparazzi!!" he shouted as he threw the paper to the ground and stomped up and down on it.
AN: Just so ya'll know, Kat's supposed to be 18. She's been a klutz since she could crawl ('17 of kilutziness' )and a snoop ever since she could walk and talk ( '16 years of espionage' ), plus Jim's been having to deal with his older sister's clumsiness all his life ( Jim is supposed to be 17). Don't stay silent! Please review!!!