Forgotten Truths Arc (pt.5)

Chapter 1: Queens, Kings and stupid sergeants.)

Also Titled Demons

Naori's P.O.V

By Hannah-chan

Chi-i-ink. Chi-i-ink. Chi-i-ink.

"Why isn't he back yet, Cath?"

The woman flicked a piece of orange and black hair over her shoulder, leaning a hip lazily against the throne made of onyx. "I don't know, 'majesty."

The Imperial Lady Royal ceased her fingernail clinking against the throne arm, and licked her lips. The orange and black haired girl froze. That was always a bad sign.

"And Chebin?"

"We... still do not know about his condition, 'majesty."

The girl dressed in black had her legs thrown over the leg of the throne, in a non-committed way. "Remind me what happened, Cath."

Cath fidgeted. "Well, when your father ordered the destruction of World after the Forgotten Truths had fled, Chebin made it is sole responsibility, and used all of his energy and power wiping it out. Being the vampiric breed of demon that he is, he has no energy to sustain him. The Cori'dae haven't figured out how to sustain him yet."

Harna blinked at her General. "...Pardon?"

"I said-"

"I heard what you said, Cath." The girl sighed in frustration. "Bring me the Coradae!" She roared.

"'Majesty?"

"Idiots." The girl shook her head, and stood, as 5 figures shimmered in front of her, all on bent knees.

"Canin, Tahni, Poest, Kaine, Spiaki, What the hell are you people doing in that ward?! Playing CARD GAMES?!"

The shadowy figures of her subjects stirred, and whispered among themselves.

"Silence!" She roared. "Coradae." She addressed the group in a quiet, more trusting tone, "honestly. Tell me, have any of you used your brains today?" She waited for no response, and continued. "Bring me the next five Coradae subjects, please."

Cath blinked. Did she just hear Harna say please? Oh ho. This was not going to end well for the current Coradae.

5 more figures shimmered into existence in front of her. "Tell me," She started, "What the simplest way to return energy and power to a vampiric deamon would be?"

None of the new five spoke for a second, but one was pushed forward, clearly elected the group speaker. Harna raised her eyebrows in general interest.

"It's quite simple, really, 'Majesty."

"Please enlighten the court."

"Well," He started, clearing his throat. "he's a vampiric demon, no? So stick him in an enclosed room with, well..." Here he paused, and said the next word so quickly that Harna leaned forward and asked him to repeat himself.

"Sacrifices, 'majesty." One of his colleges piped up.

"EXACTLY!" The girl roared, throwing her hands into the air. "Now tell me," She turned back to the original Coradae, "wouldn't you make lovely sacrifices? Cath." She snapped out, and the woman jumped from the podium with amazing cat-like grace. She extended her hand, and used the power that every solider in the Amith-Ra had, energy to bind hands and restrict power.

More shackles of the orange-ish light appeared around the remaining Coradae's hands, and shimmered out of the courtroom. After a few seconds, her captives followed her, linked to the woman by the energy around their hands, to their doom.

"Now," Harna said happily. "Why don't you 5 go observe this. Think of it as your... initiation." Smilling, she waved them from the court.

Harna was happy. She lay back into the chair again, and swung her legs over the armrest.

"...'Majesty."

Her face fell. "What?"

One of her subjects stepped from the shadows. It was a young girl, 15, at the maximum. She wore a black cloak embroidered in gold thread and black gloves.

Harna recognized her as Welthrina, a Sergeant in Cath's squad. However, she was more well-known for being in Cath's quad, a group of four different ranks used for more stealth-like operations, and assassinations.

"Yes, Rina?" She repeated.

The girl licked her lips nervously; a trait she shared with the Imperial Lady Royal. "..Gorgorath has returned."

"Oh? Bring him here."

"I'm afraid that would be impossible, 'majesty."

Harna's eyebrows shot up. "And why would that be?"

"...He's... quite... dead, Your Majesty. Sailor Senshi."

Harna nodded slowly, and smiled maliciously at Rina's fearful look. "Oh, don't worry dear. I don't blame the messenger."

The girl relaxed visibly.

"However..." And before the girl had any hint of what was to happen to her, shrieks of pain erupted from within the shadows.

The girl in front of her fainted. "Get that out of here." She said, motioning to the carcass of the shifting deamon that lay in the crowd. "And... do something with her. Pull her rank as well. She doesn't have the stomach to be in Cath's army."

Harna smiled.