In the cool evening air, Amy roamed in the streets trying to see if she had done the right thing about going out with Greg. 'If I had made the right decision, why do feel this way?' She thought, 'I don't what's going on with me!' She continued to walk down the street to her house as she pulled her jacket around her. She knew a quick shortcut to her house, but she didn't like to use it that much. It was a small alley that led straight to her street, but it was a dead end to the right and to exit she had to jump the short gate at the end of the left side. She stood there looking at the end of the alley then looked at the long way to her house. If she didn't have a lot of work on her hands she would take the long route and clear her mind, but she knew that she had to finish her work before taking care of anything else. With her mind made up she began to walk down the alley; careful to stay on alert.
Amy had been down here before with D.J, but she felt safe with him. Without him she felt ripe for the picking for someone to take her. She had gone with Greg down this route too, but it didn't feel right with him. It was as if she was protecting him instead of him protecting her. 'Was that it?' She thought 'Was it all just because she felt safe with a boy?' Perhaps D.J had something that other boys didn't have? 'It's so confusing to me!' She thought. She stopped at the dead end of the alley; engulfed in her thoughts. Amy looked up and saw something streaking through the sky. From a quick glance it looked big and black; she knew instantly what it was. 'They came back,' she thought. 'I can't believe he came back after all this time.' Then Amy suddenly realized that he was the one that her grandmother was talking about; her soul mate. Why didn't she realize this before? It was right in front of her eyes and she didn't see it. That was why she felt this way for him, why he was so special to her. Now she knew what she must do. She headed for the entrance of the alley. She had to tell him how she felt about him. One thing was for certain, she had to get back to him; no matter what the cost!
She was about to break into a run when she felt a burst of air. Amy turned around and was surprised to see a bright light coming from the dead end of the alley. She went down the alley to investigate and saw a portal like hole. She knew she had to tell the girls about this so she went into her sub pocket for her communicator. Just as she opened it to send out a signal it flew out of her hands like paper in the wind, landing a few feet away near a garbage can. She started to head for it when a deep chilling voice came from behind her.
"I don't think you'll need that my child."
Amy slowly turned around and saw a dark caped person at the end of the path. He stood where the portal had been. He had a dark look and a body made mostly of mechanic parts. She could hear his hard breathing and could sense the coldness from within him. Amy recognized the figure in front of her, but couldn't place who he was. Amy stood her ground and tried to compose herself.
"Who are you and what do you want!?" she asked aggressively.
The figure just nodded and kept breathing hard at her. "You get directly to the point, I like that. Who I am is no concern," he said rapidly. He extended his hand to her and with force behind his voice, "You will come with me now. Do so and you will not be harmed, resist and pay with your pain!"
Amy began to see where this
was leading. She quickly got in defensive, positioning herself into a fighting
pose. 'I don't have time for this,' she thought. If she knew D.J, he probably landed the
ship already and was getting ready to go somewhere.
"Look," she began quickly. "I don't have time for this; I have to be somewhere
now to meet somebody very important to me."
By now the stranger had drawn back his hand and was walking toward her slowly. "I know about your lover and he will be dealt with later," he stated coldly. "You are merely a stepping stone in my plan, now come with me you meddlesome little girl or pay the price."
'Dossie,' she thought. 'He was going to hurt Dossie.' It kept going through her mind like a broken record. 'He was going to hurt Dossie.' The anger in her was beginning to rise almost to the breaking point. She would not just stand here and be part of a twisted plot to hurt the one person she loved the most. She had to put a stop to this before it began.
"You're not going to hurt him!" she shouted. She pulled out her star wand, pointed it to the sky and shouted. "Mercury Star Power!" Just then a blinding light blue light came down upon her. The stranger had covered his eyes as the light surrounded her. When the light disappeared Amy stood as Sailor Mercury. She had changed out of her school cloths and was now wearing a white shirt with a blue bow on her chest and a blue skirt. A gold crown with a blue stone in the middle was placed around her forehead.
"I am Sailor Mercury," she declared with determination, "And I fight for justice and peace in this place. You will not do anything to harm anyone whom I love or come close to it while I still breathe. So try your best if you like, but know this, you're not coming within a mile of Dossie as long as I stand here."
The stranger had stepped back a couple of steps and looked at her for a moment. "Impressive and a most charming speech," he said lightly not thrilled by her show. "But you are no match for me, child. Stand down now and come quietly."
"No way!" she shouted. "If it's for Dossie I'm not going without a fight!"
She began to break into a dash at him and stretch out her arms to attack. The stranger merely stepped sideways, made a swift kick from under her, and hit her in the legs. Sailor Mercury tripped and fell to the ground hitting the pavement face first. The stranger got behind her and stared down at her. "Pitiful," he said and raised his foot to stomp her. Sailor Mercury got on her back quickly and made a hard kick at his stomach. He grunted and stumbled back some steps. She kicked herself up off the ground and charged again. The stranger had caught his bearing in time to see her begin to leap in the air. He tried to kick her out of the air but she saw it coming and flipped over just in the knick of time. Instead she landed behind him and made a quick punch into his back, but with lighting speed the stranger had turned around, grabbed her arm and flung her across the alley. She landed on her back upside down. The stranger advanced toward her again.
"It's pathetic that a person so strong would want someone as weak as you are," he said emotionless.
With the stranger's last statement Mercury's anger had risen beyond its breaking point. She lifted herself up and got into her fight stance again. 'I can't give up just now, not yet.' She thought. 'There's got to be a way to get through him. If only I could get some help… '
Suddenly an idea came to her. The stranger had gotten inches from her and stopped; she got ready for the attack. "Come child, I am getting sick of these games," he said.
"Don't worry," she said. "You haven't even seen half of what I got."
She put her hands in the middle of her chest and concentrated. Out of thin air a bubble came out of her palms. 'O.K,' she thought. 'Here goes nothing.' She put her hand over her hands and shouted, "Mercury Bubble…..Blast!" As she outstretched her arms, bubbles began to spread out everywhere. The bubble caused the area to fog up and the stranger's vision began to get blurry. 'Okay now,' she thought. She began to run to where her communicator was. She grabbed it and was about to press the communicator when the stranger grabbed the back of her neck and brought her off the ground. His grip was tight and cold and she was losing air quickly.
"You stupid little girl," he said with anger in his voice. "Did you think that little fog show would hide you from me?"
He looked down at her hand and saw her communicator. He grabbed it away from her and looked down at it. "So, you think this little thing could have helped you?" he asked her. Then he crushed it in his bare hands and threw her against the wall. Her back hit the wall and she slide in a heap to the ground. The pain was slowly growing inside of her. She looked up at what was left of her communicator; she could see bits and pieces strewn on the pavement.
The stranger had once again begun to walk toward her. His frustration was rising and he was getting impatient with the girl. "This is growing tiresome, come with me now!" he growled.
Mercury slowly got up and smiled. "O.K., but shouldn't you wait on my friends first?" she smiled wryly.
"What are you talking about?" the stranger demanded.
"You see, when you broke my communicator," she began "it automatically sent out a distress signal that goes to every one of my friends. So in a matter of time, my friends will be here ready to help me."
For an instant the stranger looked surprised, but he quickly composed himself. "No matter," he said. "I'll just have to go faster than I expected."
He raised his hand and let out a force that lifted her off her feet and into a garbage can. Mercury looked up to see him raising his hand again and the white and blue portal appeared once more on the wall. He slowly walked toward her to finish off the job.
'O.K.,'
Mercury thought. 'Your down but not out, it's time
to show him who he is dealing with.' She
jumped out of the garbage can and launched an attack of punches and kicks like
never before. The stranger was caught off guard and went into a blocking barrage.
Some of the punches and kicks made it through though and they hit his gut and
chest, but that was all. He soon was back on track though and was blocking them
before they even were launched at him. Sailor Mercury tried her best to
surprise him with low blows and other attacks, but it was no use he blocked all
of them with out even trying. Suddenly
her grabbed her right leg as it was coming up and slapped her down. Her face
hit the pavement once more and she stayed down for a moment. Her face ached of
pain as she slowly got to her feet. Her legs were sore to the bone, and
everything on her body stung whenever she moved, but she knew one thing, he
wasn't going to get Dossie. 'Fine then,' she thought. 'One more ride.' She said. With that, she dashed toward the stranger
again.