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Chapter Fifteen: Angel Crystals
(Zika meets Sailor Moon)
"Listen, isn't there anything we can do?" Solar Genetic demanded, resisting the urge to pace. Reliza sighed.
"No, not really." She frowned. "Are you just complaining for the sake of complaining?"
"Yes, I am." Solar admitted sheepishly. A few other Guardians rolled their respective and collective eyes.
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"What the f*ck is this place?" Zika glared at the void that threatened weakly to overwhelm the eye. "Somebody needs a life if they think this is acceptable décor."
"Well, you know how weird some people can be." Jova remarked.
"Whatever." Zika replied, starting to wander aimlessly. After a while, she got really really tired of the shifting darkness. "I think," she declared. "That I will meet whoever designed this place, and BEAT some sense into them!"
Jova muttered something.
"What did you say?"
"Nothing."
Zika frowned. "Shut up!" She started to follow the sound of someone talking. Then she realized that it was, in fact, someone yelling and being very angry. A smile spread on Zika's face.
"Crystals, what's so special about a bunch of rainbow coloured crystals?" She muttered to herself. She reached and switched on her cloaking device.
Trying really really hard not to give herself away with her giggles, she snuck through the swirling void and at just the right moment, made her move.
As Queen Beryl stood, Zika slipped behind her, and gave her a big push.
"ECK!!" Beryl yelled as she fell. Zika laughed when she landed, and sat herself in the throne, revealing herself for the Queen and her generals to see.
"My, this is certainly a big uncomfortable throne you got," she remarked. A snap of her fingers, and the throne turned into a large plush chair. With a look of ease and unconcern, Zika reclined in it, with her legs draped over one of the chair's arms. "Now, I'll take those." A flick of her wrist, and the four Rainbow crystals floated into her hand. "I'm not exactly sure what's so important about these, but they're pretty and I like them."
Meanwhile, Beryl had gathered her dignity. "What do you think you're doing in MY throne? Who do you think you are, little girl?" She screeched.
"Who do YOU think YOU are?" Zika shot back. The strength of her glare stopped Beryl short. Beryl swallowed, hard. "Your taste in décor is appalling. It's practically a crime, if not a sin." Zika sneered. "I'm going to have to fix it for you."
Zika snapped her fingers again, and this time the swirling void was replaced by clashing retro flowers. Beryl and her minions winced under the harsh bombardment of colours. Zika chuckled.
"Well, haunt you later, b*tch." She made a gesture and disappeared.
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There was a flash of light in the alley. However, nobody in the street noticed. They were more interested in the sales that were going on. Zika peeked out from the alley.
"Great, a shopping street," she groaned. Suddenly, she had an impulse. She ducked back into the alley and changed her silver hair to be shoulder length. A wave of her hand, and she was wearing a skirt that reached mid-calf, and a cute blouse. Zika looked at the four rainbow crystals, and tucked them into a pink purse. She giggled girlishly, and strolled out to window shop.
Soon, she had found a chocolate shop. Zika, for the entire universe to see, drooled girlishly at the window display case. Must. Have. CHOCOLATE! She raced into the store. Joyfully, she browsed the aisles, barely containing her drool. She hardly noticed the little bell over the door jingle as the door opened and new costumers entered. But she did notice when her purse started to feel warm.
Zika quickly looked around, and then peered into the fuzzy pink thing. Inside, the four rainbow crystals were glowing. Zika frowned; it was obvious that the gems were reacting to something…or someone.
She licked her lips, only slightly annoyed, and decided to make a round of the store before exiting in good graces. Her steps a bit rushed, she rounded a corner and –
WHAM!
"OWF!" Zika stepped backwards from the impact. She opened her eyes, and glared at the longhaired girl who she ran into. "Watch where you're going!" She snapped.
"Yeah, sure, if you did too," the girl replied.
Zika sneered, and walked off.
Rei frowned as the silver-haired girl stormed away. Something was…disturbing about her. Rei shook her head; it must just be her senses ringing from the crash. It wasn't unheard of, but it could happen with a confrontation of two people with high spiritual levels.
Rei's eyes widened. High spiritual levels…
Zika ducked into another aisle as soon as she was out of sight. It was embarrassing! She, Zika_Silver1, the Dark Angel and Seventh Reincarnation of the Digital Queen, had not sensed the presence of a mere priestess! Hopefully she wasn't blushing with the shame! Zika quickly summoned a make-up wallet inside of her purse, and checked her face with the mirror. Relieved, she dismissed the useless item, and returned to her path towards the door.
She slipped past a blonde girl with pigtails at the counter, and was outside.
Feeling rather like she had escaped a deadly trap, Zika breathed deeply, taking in the city-fresh air, and then coughing at the smog. Hmm, Tokyo isn't what it used to be.
She continued wandering through the city, passing thousands of people, when suddenly one particular man caught her eye. He was very casually walking down the street she was on. In fact, she had just passed him by, going in the opposite direction. Nothing was unusual or noticeably special about him…except that a gemlike shape glowed in his pocket as they passed.
Zika stopped in the middle of the sidewalk, to the annoyance of the person walking behind her, and turned to stare. The young man was walking away from her, and she stared at his back.
Impulsively, she started to follow him, ducking into alleys when it seemed like he might have seen her. He led her into a residence area, and up to an apartment. Staying on the sidewalk, she followed him with her eyes, and watched as he disappeared into a unit.
She stood there for a while, pondering and reflecting. Her mouth twisted as she thought deeply, and then grinned as she came up with an idea.
It was a quiet time of day, when the dusk begins to fall and there is a sense of peace that descends onto the world. It was the time when everything stopped to take a deep breath, just before the people of the day retired for the night, and the shadows of the night rose from their beds.
In the deepest shadows, a set of eyes peered out, flashing with the rays of a dying sun. In the shadows, Zika waited for Darien to come home.
Where is he? She thought angrily. Absently, her hand went to her pocket, reassuring herself that the crystals that she had taken from the apartment were still there. Zika smiled to herself; she couldn't wait to see the reaction on Darien's face when he realized that his rainbow crystals were missing.
Footsteps sounded down the hall. Zika brightened, and she waited for Darien to round the corner. Someone did, but it was not Darien. Zika scowled as two of Beryl's generals came into view, walking perfectly in step. They must be after the crystals, Zika sneered silently from her hiding spot. She tried to remember their names. Zoisite and Malachite, dummy! Well, they just made a mistake about getting in my way.
As the two generals approached Darien's apartment, Zika slowly stepped out of the shadows.
"You know, you two are sort of loud for supposed bad-ass evil generals," she drawled. "I mean, didn't I teach you a lesson the first time? Are you back for some more?" Inwardly, Zika winced. Bad opening lines; who wrote this stuff?
The two generals had stopped as if she had hit them with a stun-spell. Zika ignored their stares, and tossed her head arrogantly, with a gesture that would have brushed back her hair if it were long enough. But instead, it looked like she was casting something away. The generals twitched, and then regained their senses.
Considering how she had bullied their queen, Zika had expected a little more life out of the generals. She was just warming up, not even bothering with taping into energy fields, when the generals turned tail and ran. Well, they disappeared with one of those funky-portals.
Zika was left hovering over Darien's apartment building, pouting as she casually surveyed the vandalism on the surrounding property. They ran away; nobody runs away from ME!
It wasn't hard finding where Zoisite and Malachite had gone to; she simply followed their energy patterns. She figured that there weren't a lot of energy-sensing beings around, or they would have attempted to hide their patterns. It was rather like painting a trail with flashing lights and guide signs. Zika snickered as she slipped into the building without them noticing.
They seemed to be waiting for someone to appear. Zika decided that it would be amusing to watch, and activated the invisibility cloak. Afterwards, she tried desperately not to choke on her giggles.
There was a tingle in the energy fields, and suddenly Queen Beryl was there. Zika blinked at her, and made a face, which of course Beryl could not see.
About the same time, a teenaged girl with blond pigtails walked in, wearing an interesting outfit.
And here comes this world's version of a super-hero, Zika groaned to herself. Then she noticed something odd as Queen Beryl and the girl was talking. Zika didn't pay attention to them, as she was trying to keep her rainbow crystals in her possession.
"I know you sent that silver-haired girl who stole my Rainbow Crystals, so where are they?" Queen Beryl suddenly roared, breaking Zika's concentration. She growled as the crystals leapt from her grasp and appeared in front of the blond girl.
There was a flash of something, and suddenly the rainbow crystals were rainbow crystals. In their place was a single glowing pure-white jewel. "The Imperial Crystal" the girl whispered.
Beryl snarled, and started ranting about the power of the Negaverse and how she was going to rule the entire universe, or something to that effect.
The girl snapped out of a haze, and sprouted a speech about being righting wrongs and triumphing over evil in the name of love and justice.
"Sailor Moon-struck," Zika gagged. "Sickening sweet, it reminds me of Amelia." Of course, up in the corner, none of them noticed her. Zika decided to change that, she was tired of being ignored when she was deadly serious and extremely pissed off.
She de-activated the cloak, and activated her Digital Form. She felt more than saw their heads turning with surprise as light burst around her. Her energy-pattern rose as her flesh withered and melted into smooth white armour. A sharp pain rippled through her body as gleaming and deadly sharp metal wings seemed to tear through her back, a wet sensation of fresh liquid and old dried blood appeared.
Zika smiled unpleasantly down at the pathetic beings below. "It's a pity, really. I had planned to make those into a necklace. Oh well, not like it's a major loss to me." She gracefully shrugged, and floated down to ground level. "Gee, Beryl, I thought you were smarter than this."
Without further warning, Zika released a very, very large energy blast.
Sailor Moon blinked in the resulting dust. Somehow, she had survived the complete collapse of the building. She covered her nose and mouth with a hand, and tried to find a safe way out of the wreckage before too much attention appeared.
She didn't notice Zika watching in the air above with a smirk.
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A/N: Right, so I've finally gotten another chapter done, how do you like it?
Zika: it sucks.
N/B: well, I've been working randomly on it for how long?
Zika: no excuse
N/B: why are you my muse?
Zika: no reason
N/B: so shut up! Anyways, I apologize for how this turned out. I'm sorting taking an unofficial study break from my history exam, and it's really tight at my place right now, with university applications, and other mess-ups going on. That and I seem to have lost my inspiration for this chapter. Maybe cause I haven't watched Sailor Moon in so long. Maybe cause the only part I really enjoyed thinking about it Zika blowing up Beryl.
Zika: About time too! We were getting complaints about how I was suddenly acting nice! I'm the Dark Angel of Insanity, people! I'm not supposed to be a rational person! And I'm a MUSE!!
N/B: anyways, this chapter stinks.
Zika: you're the worst critic, why don't you let the readers decide?
N/B: okay…
Zika: SO READERS!!! REVIEW!!!!
N/B: I don't own Sailor Moon, so don't hurt me.
Zika: **snorts**
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