Just forewarning Standard disclaimer. Sailor Moon is not mine, the idea and the show belong to people much richer than I. Please don't sue!
Dimmer however is mine.. of course if someone wants to use him or any of his transformations for ANY reason "thbbt" go ahead. You have my complete and total permission. I only request you tell me, mainly cause I'd like to read it… Hell, I don't care if you don't tell me, it's not like I could find you anyway.
Warning: mild language. Violent scenes, no worse than most action movies, but they actually sound worse when described…
Also
Hey!! The Author here with something other then the usual disclaimer!!
I'm not sure 'bout my readers, but I tend to think that music can really help the effect of readin', especially in SONGfics like the one coming up in just a second.
The song ( that I do not own, by the way,) is Rob Zombie's "Scum of the Earth
Oh sure, it's a little off for a Sailor Moon fic, but work with me here. ^-^
If you can, I would suggest listening to it, (downloading it, and deleting it right after wouldn't hurt for those who really don't like the song….)
It is NOT needed to enjoy this fic! But it may enhance your readin' pleasure… XD
And there's more!!
The violent scenes continue in this installment, and they may be a tincy wincy bit more violent then my earlier chapters.
(readers discretion is advised) XD
I would appreciate anybody's opinion if this fic should go into the restricted rating too, I can't seem to come to a decision on my own… =3
And now, the long awaited next installment of A Change in Fate
Ken ran as the police vehicles screeched around every corner. They were telling people to avoid the park that night, so naturally it was the first place he headed. That, after all, was a photo journalists job after all right?
"Sure I'm only sixteen, but what better age to start?" He doubted the famous Sailor Scouts or their enemies even knew he was there. He took some incredible pictures, he was hoping they came out all right. He sprinted out of the woods as fast as he could. Police were telling everybody to get off the street now. Did that mean that the scouts were taking the fight to the streets? Cool, that meant more shots! He came to a sudden stop. It sounded for a minute there like there was a low growling coming out of the woods. He turned his head slowly. The growling was getting louder, and soon turned into a deafening roar. Recognizing the sound, his eyes widened and he dived for cover and not a second too soon.
The harley charged out of the woods at full speed. "Shit! When did this all go to hell?! What kind of help am I being to the scouts this way?!"
Daybreak wheelied out of the woods using the small outcropping as a ramp, and hopping over the guy that was in the way.
"Glad he ducked…" He looked back at the woods. It didn't take long to see a crap load of lizards jumping out of the trees and over the roots not too far behind. They all ignored the young boy there. "Wait a minute… Wasn't that my contact at the Tokyo Journal? What the hell?!"
He ducked an incoming lizard that somehow got in front of him.
"Bummer, I really gotta keep my mind on the road…" He looked ahead at the next turn, about twenty more lizards suddenly unblended out of the alley and the streets. Daybreak skidded to almost a full stop, before taking off around the other corner.
"Greg and Dim were right, they're herding me! Just what in the hell are they up to?!" He pulled out a shotgun, and five of them hit the ground after a sudden impact of shrapnel against their bodies when going 70 mph.
"I can't believe it! They're gaining on me here!" He yelled while trying to sideswipe some back behind him. Unfortunately it let the ones behind him get a chance to jump on the back of his bike. Two managed to keep their grip and started to climb up the sides. He gritted his teeth as he felt claws leave bloody evidence that they had managed to reach his legs despite the dangerous speed in town.
"The docks are just up ahead! I'm gonna be completely blocked in!"
The one on the left clawed it's way up in front of him and tried to take a bite out of his face. For all it's effort, it received a shotgun barrel to the soft part of it's throat.
"Buh bye." Daybreak smiled, and waved with one hand, before the thing jumped in the air about ten feet involuntarily.
"Your turn!" He turned around to the one on the right and blew it away too. In it's final efforts it raked its claws along the engine and back tire. The bike's brake cord made an audible snap.
"Shit…" He tried to turn and got caught under his bike instead. It slid into one of the doors of the warehouses. He woke up to the stench of fish surrounding him. He was sure he couldn't have been out for more than five minutes. He crashed right into one of the many crates of fish in the docks warehouse. It created a domino effect all around him, it seemed. The large scent of fish seemed disrupt most of the lizards, and they were kicking over each crate, obviously trying to find him. The small scent of gas among all the fish finally managed to reach his nose. The bike was leaking. He shook his head, there would be no time to jury rig it, it hardly mattered anyway. These damned things managed to catch him, even when he was on it in full working condition. There was no way out of it. He got up quietly. He took everything off his bike he could carry. He could feel the tension in the darkness surrounding him. They were going to pay a price for taking him down. He was going to make sure of that. He listened to the loud guitar playing in his mind silently. It spoke to him, quietly, at first, and gradually getting louder. The heavy electric spoke of power, pride, and vengence.
The lizards jumped back five feet as their sixth sense told them of the danger. The crates over in the corner suddenly exploded and the man clad in a vase colored trenchcoat and yellow shades was breathing hard, his eyes looked a little differently than what they did before. Being some of the weaker on their plane they recognized the look. It was no longer the look of the prey they were chasing before. They had backed him up into a corner, they didn't realize, until now, that they might have made a mistake.
Daybreak felt himself smirk, his whole body was shaking with the sound of the heavy guitar as it suddenly reached a breaking point in his mind. In a loud growling voice he screamed out loud.
"Scum of the earth! Come on!"
He pulled out his uzzies and ran straight into the crowd of lizards that had gathered on the floor, the music in his head drowning out any common sense. He got point blank fighting range and fought with rage, fists and bullets. The first onslaught of lizards pounced and the five of them were blown back with the sawed-off shotgun hidden up his sleeve.
One in particular had an unlucky shot caught in its eye and let out a huge screech. Daybreak ignored it and slammed into the other four while they were getting back to their feet. The song in his head played on…
Up until
a distant wail
a hero that doesn't exist yet
The lizards struck back at once, getting back up before Daybreak had closed the distance and pounced. Daybreak dodged the first and second strikes at him with relative ease, on third one, he felt claws rake across his left side. The fourth one came at his face, its claws outstretched. He came up with an armor piercing round from one of his pistols. It blew a hole through the offending claw and into the thing's head. The lizard fell back from the impact as the bullet ripped through its skull.
Smoking gun
Well, I am the one
A bullet hole in your fist yeaaah
He struck like a tornado ripping through whatever lizard came too close. He wound around the claw of one, grabbed onto its arm with one hand, and shot his pistol into its armpit, taking the arm right completely off, he slammed said arm into the face of the lizard behind him. He felt more claws rake across the metal strips he put in his coat for extra armor.
I'm breathin'!
I'm bleedin'!
I'm screamin'!
Scum of the earth come on!
I'm breathin'!
I'm bleedin'!
I'm screamin'!
Scum of the earth come on
Crack!
The tail he "had" accounted for smacked him back, against some far crates in the corner. He lifted his head and wore a smile as the grenade he dropped, before the tail hit him, went off. Six bloody corpses hit the dirt.
Some of the lizards in the back were yelling guttural nonsense, they made some mad gesture that told of some kind of finality to what they were doing, and the scene changed. Red and black space floated all around him. He wasn't sure where he was, but he knew he was standing on solid ground and about 42 lizards stood before him and were starting to surround him in the mist that seemed to appear in this deranged world.
I wake up dead
Bleeding red
A world that doesn't exist yet
He knew if he waited for them to regroup and strike he was as good as dead, but retreating was no longer a small chance of an option, even a far distant one, now that he didn't know where he was. So he did the most unexpected thing he could do. He rushed into the largest concentrated group of them and jumped, firing grenade rounds from the rifle he took off his back.
Most of the lizards were a little confused at this too. They weren't well organized, they weren't expecting this much of a fight from an ordinary human. Their task was simply to get him here alive. That was what they were summoned for, now it had become a struggle for their own lives! They never even saw it coming. Only a few reacted to the silhouette in the mist. Those few caught an explosive round in the face for their perceptiveness. The strike from above cleaned out almost half of their numbers. 22 lizards lie twitching form mortal wounds from the shrapnel that tore through their scaly skin, ripping limbs and throats clean out. The ones not taken out quickly took shelter in any way they could. What powers did this monster have? They struck it several times now! Normal humans should be dead, but this one seemed to have an armor of its own. It rained its power from above as if it were a holy angel of death.
Heaven waits
We'll hit the gates
Rushing in the mist yeaaah
Daybreak reloaded his ammo. The lizards hadn't noticed where he had gotten off to, the burning and bloody corpses littering the ground behind him negated their advantage of scent, and the mist concealed his presence, it had gotten so thick. The smell of blood and gun smoke was thick in the air, even to him. He could only imagine what it was doing to them. He hadn't planned it, it was just a lucky advantage that he was going to use. Unlike them he would rely on his own hearing, they seemed to wait for one of their own to die, than try to find him from that. He had a perfect spot. He was leaning on something that felt like rock, and he could tell most of them seemed to be behind him. His adrenaline rush was maxed, he loved the scent of his gunsmoke, the gorey bodies, the pain from the hits, he thrived from it all. A killer instinct had entered his body somewhere during this, and he was enjoying it. He jumped out from behind the rock and fired once again.
I'm breathin'!
I'm bleedin'!
I'm screamin'!
Scum of the earth come on
I'm breathin'!
I'm bleedin'!
I'm screamin'!
Scum of the earth
Come on
The tempo of the song
Go
the lyrics in his head
Go
it controlled every movement
Go
not an action was wasted.
Go
No thought just action
Go
He was completely focused for the first time in his life
Go
The trigger was pulled
Go
Explosions to the left
Go
Death wails from the right
Go
Warm liquid spilling on his hands
Go
A blot of blood running down the lens of his shades
Go
The sound of his trenchcoat being ripped
Go
A pain along his right arm
Go
He hadn't noticed the strategy or how it worked on the lizards. The explosion to the right alerted them that he was over there, but he wasn't. The piercing screams of other lizards to the left drew others that way. And despite the fact that he had already done it twice, it never crossed their minds he would come up their middle again.
Torrents of bullets, as if it was raining in sheets of them, tore through the stony ground and scaly lizard alike. The bullets were like a rainstorm, the explosions, lightning. Like the sun ripping through the night, each ray piercing the darkness, forcing it back until it was no more. The lizards were forces born of eternal night, and Daybreak was upon them.
Up until
a distant wail
a hero that doesn't exist yet
Smoking gun
I am the one
A bullet hole in your fist yeaaah
The silent song raged, destroying all sense of mercy, all sense of fear, and all sense of time. He wasn't sure if it was hours or minutes. He weaved in and out of their desperate claws. They blended in with the ground trying to get away, but an area explosive laid that idea to rest. Just as long as he knew relatively the area they were in, they died. Not even a second was wasted when needing to reload. It was like a fluent juggling act. He'd dodge, throw the ammo in the air, destroy the one that dare strike at him with another gun, catch the magazine in the air, load it in, and make a few more corpses. They never stood a chance, it was a horrible dance of death.
I'm breathin'!
I'm bleedin'!
I'm screamin'!
Scum of the earth come on
I'm breathin'!
I'm bleedin'!
I'm screamin'!
Scum of
the earth
Come on
The strikes at him grew less and less.
Hey
Hey
Hey
Hey
Hey
Hey
He twisted around grabbing the closest one to him
Scum of the earth !
Hey
Hey
Hey
Hey
Hey
Hey
Daybreak slammed his rifle into its mouth and rammed it down it throat
Scum of the earth !
Hey
Hey
Hey
Hey
Hey
Hey
He pinned it against the ground and continuously pulled the trigger.
Scum of the earth!
Hey
Hey
Hey
Hey
Hey
Hey
The sixth time he pulled the trigger he realized nothing was happening. His eyes stared wide, and for the first time seen what was happening. The rifle had no ammunition in it, even when he had put it in the lizard's mouth. The lizard died from fear, the first time he pulled the trigger. It seemed even they had heart attacks.
He pulled his rifle out of its mouth a long string of saliva and blood, still attached, his arm still shaking from the adrenaline rush. He looked around, the mist was slowly dispersing, and the ground was covered in bodies. The one under his gun had been the last one. He spread his arms wide and fell flat against his back on the ground, the wounds were finally catching up with him. The last sound heard was his whisper…
Scum of the earth…
He fell face first against the ground in exhaustion. Just another body between the mounds of them covering what could be taken for ground in this strange place.
The scouts stood in shock. They had no idea what to do. On one hand their friends, Tuxedo Mask and Sailor Mercury had yet to move after the demon attack. Right now Sailor Venus and Sailor Jupiter were the only supports that kept Sailor Moon and Sailor Mars on their feet. Especially since one of Sailor Mars' legs were bent at a horrible angle. All four scouts stood paralyzed, unable to look away as the white furred beast ate at Deliath's massive throat. The demon stood less chance against the werewolf, than they did against the demon. The creature finished off the demon's throat with a howl into the night.
A sign of pleasure and victory, it echoed off of the huge city skyscrapers and brick walls.
It stood tall when at its full height it had to be at nine feet! Possibly ten! You could only tell when it stood to howl though, for it was usually slouching down. Its claws were huge; it's feet massive. It's feet and hands displayed large natural claws meant for getting a great grip on what it stepped on, and for helping it rip the flesh off the bone that it couldn't get off with its large sharp teeth. Dimmer's clothes were all but torn off it, leaving only a ripped pair of denim "cut-offs" (quite literally). They were only being held on by the belt Dimmer was wearing at the time before the change.
They were horrified. The only resemblance to Dimmer was the top part of its hair. It seemed that Dimmer's hair had been that way for so long, even this couldn't lose the natural parting down the middle. The real sign that told that this creature really was the friend, and teacher they all knew, were the golden colored hair clasps that bound its bangs in place.
The white fur became blood stained as it continued feeding on its prey.
"Dimmer…" Rei whispered, gesturing Sailor Jupiter to move forward, allowing herself to get closer. The werewolf looked up suddenly and bared its teeth at the two and gave them a low growl. They stopped moving closer, and after a few moments when the creature realized they were not trying to take its meal from it, the werewolf went back to feeding.
The girls stood in silence as they watched the wolf take in the demon. It was a truly bloody sight. The white fur showed the bloodstains from its kill in bright and dark red. Blood poured from its mouth as it ate, trying to appease its huge appetite. They watched horrified as the powerful jaws split the demon's femur into two and swallowed both pieces at once.
The wolf perked its ears at the familiar strangers. He wasn't accustomed to being watched as he ate. It had been a long time since he last showed itself in this form, and only once, from any of the previous times, had anyone ever stopped to watch him feed. He knew how these humans felt about its habits. Grotesque and animalistic, but what they thought mattered little to him. After all, your prey did thought about you that about you no matter what you ate. They always seemed to imagine themselves in the position of whatever flesh was in your mouth at the time. The two that moved closer startled him. One was badly hurt and it still chose to get close to him? His instinct told him none of these girls were any threat, nor did they offer any. But being outnumbered like this was starting to make him nervous. The kill he made tonight pleased him. He would not have to hunt again for at least two days. He could feel the power his kill had strengthening him. He wondered if there were others like this he could feed off of…
Talenite teleported in behind the girls and watched as the wolf looked straight at him. He shuttered at the gaze and trembled as he felt its power. "Be careful not to startle him girls."
The voice broke every one out of the state of horror they were in. Sailor Moon looked up to Talenite and whispered, "What can we do?"
"Your healing technique may work, but I do not think he will stand around during the light show it gives off. Such sudden lights might scare him off. He is working completely by instinct. Sailor Jupiter, bring Sailor Mars back towards me, slowly…"
Jupiter did just that. And Talenite bent to look at Sailor Mars' leg.
The werewolf stood up in a flash; it spoke its unapproval in several sharp barks.
"I see. Do not worry." Talenite spoke in unthreatening, submissive tones to the beast, "I will not hurt her. I am simply inspecting her wound."
The werewolf tipped its head sideways in a questioning glance. Curiosity won the better of him. He walked slowly on all fours over to inspect the wound and the new arrival. He felt very protective about this human; he would make sure no more harm came to her than what had obviously already happened. The new arrival never moved an inch, and the human girl tried to stand still as she leaned on another.
The wolf came inches away from Talenite's face. There was an underlying fear there; the scent of it almost made the wolf go mad, but the instinct to protect one's own was more powerful. He than sniffed at the wound and than licked it. He felt himself over come by a wide toothy grin and panted a little, as the girl made a gasp at the touch of his tongue against her leg. He watched as a small glow emanated from Talenite's hand and the bone and wounds set back into place on their own. Once again the girl gasped and the wolf, still curious about this one, sniffed all the way up into the cloth she wore. He pressed his muzzle into her enjoying the scent.
"Pervert!"
It was to his and Sailor Mars' surprise when she slapped him hard on the muzzle. Suddenly scared she might have killed them all, she was pleasantly surprised when all that happened was it jumping back, shaking his head in the way dogs do, when something irritates their nose, and giving a small, playful wine.
He liked this one. Feisty and it wanted to play! He pounced on the poor startled Sailor scout and panted into her face.
She nearly choked.
"Ugh… Dog breath…" she smiled at the other scouts.
Talenite stood up, glad to have won the favor of the beast. They could be quite dangerous if too much fear was in the air, or if something they hated arrived, and they should be avoided at all costs completely if they became hungry. Dimmer seemed safe for now. The girls heard quiet whimpering they recognized immediately as Sailor Mercury. They ran over to her quickly. There the blue scout lay, she still hadn't moved from the spot, where the demon had dropped her. She moved her neck slightly to look at the others.
The wolf not used to of being forgotten and ignored went to see what the fuss was about. It seen, and it grew ferocious, it seemed to move in a blur, Talenite was sure he was about to be the creatures next snack, when he opened his eyes and only seen the face of the wolf, he knew it was the end. Dimmer obviously had strong ties to this scout, possibly as much as the ones with Mars. The rush of movement was all he felt, and when he opened his eyes again he was staring into the blue eyes of Sailor Mercury.
He looked over at the werewolf. It stared at him with unblinking eyes. He understood. The wolf was telling him to heal this one the same way he had Mars. Well, what was wrong with Sailor Mars was obvious, he had to inspect the wounds more carefully with Mercury.
When he was finished, his face was stone cold. The disarray of her clothes, the claw marks, none deep. The demon meant to keep this one for its own purposes. Mercury couldn't move, but felt no pain at his prodding. It was obvious what he was going to do with her.
"Every joint is out of place. Deliath meant to take her back with him."
The realization of just what would have happened to them had the werewolf not have shown up began to sink into their heads. Everyone would be dead, and Amy would have been repeatedly … they didn't even want to follow that line of thinking.
All of it was lost on the wolf. It whimpered when it seen Talenite not doing anything.
Talenite began. It took an hour to heal everyone enough to walk. It would take several more to help Mercury…
"So what do we do now?" Sailor Moon asked.
"I am not sure. Taking him back would not be a good idea, but leaving him out here isn't the best thing we could do either. Our options are limited."
They watched as the werewolf went back to Deliath's body and started to drag it away.
"There has got to be something we can do!" She begged.
"I have no idea. This thing killed that demon in seconds flat. I didn't even see it move. We cannot force it to do anything it won't want to do, and if we try we may forfeit our lives."
"Hey, I have an idea." Mercury smiled through the pain, "Look over there, where Dimmer first transformed."
"What is it Mercury?"
"That, Mina, is an earpiece, Dimmer was probably keeping in contact with Greg the whole time! So if we let Greg and the police in on the trouble, they'll block off this entire section."
"That will not hold him for long, this is only a park after all, It will want to seek out a much larger expanse of wilderness."
"You're right Talenite, it's only a temporary idea, but it's all we have for right now. I need more information on this before I can go much further."
"Very well, as long as you know it will not last. I will give what knowledge I have to you on the subject back at the temple."
"Dimmer…" Mars looked at the wolf in question. There was obviously some semblance of Dimmer left in the beast. She watched him as he dragged off his prey into what he thought was the wilds. "W…w.. we should get back now. We have a whole lot of things to worry about."
"What?!"
"I said we have…"
"No, sorry, not you Mars. I'm talking to Greg, he said Chad just headed into the docks a bit ago with fifty lizards on his tail!"
"Huh? What?! Oh no! We have to go save him!" Mars and Venus yelled at the same time.
"I'm afraid we may be too late."
"What do you mean?" Mina asked worriedly.
"Greg also said that entire area experienced a huge light. The police squad already moved in, and there's no trace of him. Only a half dozen or so lizard bodies."
"I think it's time to prioritize." Tuxedo Mask spoke up. "The wounded need seeing to. Next a powerful creature that feeds on humans is on the loose. After that, we can see about our friend down by the docks. Than after everything else! We have to think on how to get the remaining crystals back from the Negaverse. Lets get back to the temple, its going to be a long night…"
to be continued…
Sailor Moon says: Woah! That was intense! Daybreak really gave it his all! When the odds were against him, and nothing seemed to be going his way, and despite it all he still managed to come out on top! If you want it badly enough, go for it! you'll be surprised at what you can accomplish!
Next time on
Sailor Moon's
A Change of Fate
The Dimmer Chronicles:
What's going to happen to Chad?!
What?! Artemis is missing?!!!
And a one on one
Tuxedo Mask vs Dimmer's werewolf form!!
Reality check
"What in the…!! Mike couldn't believe his eyes. What happened to Sailor Moon! That was actual gore!!"
He stood up and paced back in forth in front of his TV, constantly pushing his dark bangs from his eyes. He stared back at the television as the commercials preceding the next show came on.
"Dimmer…" He knew Dimmer always did like wolves, he had a small collection of ceramic ones decorating his room, along with a few pictures of them hung up on his walls. Had the Sailor Moon realm read that in him and derived this strange idea from it?
"Dimmer a werewolf?!" he shook his head as he spoke out loud, the idea was incredulous. "He couldn't even stand the sight of blood! How does that work?!"
Mike stopped and sighed. He was starting to really grow frustrated…
The creaking from upstairs told him his father was getting up.
"Micheal! Is that stupid cartoon of yours off yet?!" came the groggy holler from up the stairs.
The creaking from upstairs told him his father was getting up. So early? It was only four in the afternoon. If Mike was anime, his face would be deadpanned.
"Dad! It's not just some stupid cartoon! Dimmer's on it!"
"Don't bother me with that foolishness." His father stated it as if it was the dumbest thing to ever be thought up, as he slowly stepped down the stairs, taking one at a time. "That's just those …" he gestured with his hands as he tried to remember the right word for what he was saying. He sat down at the kitchen table still in robe and undershirt, "those… station people, trying to up their ratings."
"Yeah, sure Dad," Mike didn't need this right now, his father was probably the only person in the world that could ever make him angry. "I suppose they kidnapped Dimmer too, for this little media stunt huh?" he spouted off sarcastically.
"Now listen Micheal!" his father's voice started to raise, "Don't you take that tone with me! I'll shut you up for good."
"Yeah, sure whatever Dad." Micheal headed for the door. "I'm going out."
"Micheal! Where are you going?"
"Mitchells." Was Mike's one word response as he slammed the door avoiding another oncoming fight with his father. He really didn't need that right now. His fight's with his father, even as common as they were before, had been getting steadily worse and had been multiplying since Dimmer had first left. He was halfway out on his step before he remembered Mitchell had left on a quick trip somewhere, and didn't tell anybody where he was going. Not even Katie knew, which was really odd for Mitchell.
Without Dimmer there, there was no real place to go. Him and Katie still didn't know each other that well, she held stuff back from him and he from her, it just didn't feel right to pawn his problems off on her, and he was sure she felt the same way. He would only tell Dimmer those problems, mostly only because Dimmer forced Mike to spill it. He was always trying to make people happy, and sometimes the best way was to get the major problems out in the open, and joke about them, or he would be serious and try to help solve them. Before Mike had realized it he had started going to Dimmer with his problems expectantly to help get cheered up. There were only a few times he came back from a drive with him without a smile on his face from joking all night, or a feeling he reached some new spiritual level with himself. Like he had discovered just a bit more about himself or the human race in general. It was only until recently he realized how much that venting helped him.
He missed Dimmer so much these days. It was a little scared he would never see him again, he wouldn't care as long as Dimmer was happy, but even in his and Dimmer's dream of entering an anime, it seemed he was often far from happy, and in more pain than he experienced when he was here.
He dodged expertly through the crowd of media waiting for him outside. If there was anything Mike knew well it was how to blend in with people. No matter how much you'd figure long hair on a boy would make him stand out, especially in a town where their were only two guys like that, and one had been warped to a new universe, people still seemed to see right through him.
He decided just to go for a long walk. Maybe check out the comic shop in case a new order of anime came in. He was walking over the overpass not far from his house when he hear a familiar car horn honk. He turned around to see Katie's car pulling up beside him. He quickly got in the passenger side before they blocked up too much traffic.
"Hey." Katie smiled in her usual quiet voice.
"Ey." Mike smiled back with his trademark greeting.
"Sooo…" they both started, then laughed as the other said it at the said time. "Synchro…"
Synchro- abbreviated form of the word synchronization. Used by this small group of friends in reference to when they'd come out saying the exact same words at the same time.
"Off to Mitchells?" Katie chuckled.
"Yup, you too?"
"Yup. Keep forgetting he's gone."
"It's weird he didn't tell anybody."
"Yeah even his parents didn't say."
"Catch the show?"
"Ooof course."
"Pretty snazzy eh?"
"Yeah. Daybreak really kicked. I wouldn't have thought of him doing anything like that in the original version."
"Yeah, well we were lucky to see what any scout did besides Serena. And he'd only pop up in the ones that had Rei as the focus, and even when it focused on Rei sometimes it would forget him completely. He's not even in the manga…"
"Tell me about it, did he even get a cameo in that one where she sings starry night."
"I don't remember…but I near had a fit when she was dreaming of Tuxedo Mask at the end of the song."
They both laughed. Mike stared out the side window for a bit as they sat in a more comfortable silence then the usual awkward one they found themselves in when they were alone together.
"Think it's getting carried away though? With the whole "Dimmer is a werewolf thing?"
"Mrow… maybe just a little, but that fight scene was awesome."
"I know just seeing it sent tingles down my spine"
"So what should we do?"
"I don't know… it's 4:30… I wanted to check the comic shop to see if my order of anime came in."
"Heh. Done and done."
End Notes:
Katcin Lee- thanks big time, it's also rather strange I'm not too into original character fics myself. XD
A link between Dimmer and Chad eh? but he already… oh wait, that would be telling. =D
Some good news to share with ya, I have figured out what I'm going to do with the reality bits, the bad news? I don't think I'm gonna throw them into the fighting fray any time soon, yet there are many other ways one can help aren't there? Greg is proof enough of that I think ~_^
Thanks for waiting by the way.
Like Cats- ^_^ you got it! The itchiness is indeed a direct result of his little problem with lyncanthropy. Hey! You'd be pretty itchy too if fur was starting to grow outta your skin. Or at least I think it would be itchy…
Yeah college can be a total and complete bumb sometimes, especially when it makes an update of a chapter you already had written up impossible to upload for an entire month!!
I'm hoping it was long and good enough, to make up for it,?
Aeden- Rock on dude! White Stripes kick, I'll see ya tomorrow XD
Himitsu-no-hi- ^-^ V muchly appreciated! Many more fight scenes to come, do you think I finally got the hang of them? And I had to do something with Darien… when your big attack is chucking a flower at something, you better have some fighting skill to use after it…
;_; okay so I came up with Deliath off the top of my head. I will point out that he will make another few appearances or so, and he's not as wimpy (if you can call that wimpy) as he was against the wolf. Remember they sealed the guys magic before he even had a chance to use it If Beryl suddenly lost her magic she wouldn't be the huge threat she is either. If I can at all help it I can prove someone with the name Deliath can, indeed, be terrifyingly serious. MWAhAHAHHAHAH!!! I'm thinking genius is a little bit strong of a word for me XD, but yes I have indeed come up with a way to attach reality to fantasy. I'm gonna…. Well… lets just wait and see =D
Author:
*on knees with teary eyed look*
gomen!!!!
I am sooooo sorry I kept everyone waiting this long, I had no idea my projects were going to take this long. I'm still waiting for my marks, but for those interested, I have been notified that I passed everything and did very well.
I would also like to apologize for faulty information, it is Sailor Jupiter's voice actor that does champ bear. *kicks informant*
Well, the story is underway, the songs are coming a little more rapidly, I'm drowning in love with three anime series I have come across.
*glomps Fruits Basket, Saiyuki and Chobits*
as always please review, I appreciate every last one I receive. *Dances as reviews start to equal how many chapters I've uploaded*
and I never get tired from hearing from you all.
Be safe
^-^V