Chapter 6
By Mg
Don't own sm…
Mamoru sighed, his vision a bur of black and white, as he turned himself around in front of the three mirrors, checking to see if what he was wearing seemed appropriate enough.
"Well…" He glanced to where Usagi stood, a thoughtful expression on her face, her hand rested on her chin. She circled him repeatedly hands passing lightly on his suit before resting on his tie.
"I don't think the tie goes with your eyes, what do you think Minako?" She turned round to where Minako sat in the gold embroidered chaise, a look of indifference about her.
"Lose it." She responded quickly.
"That's what I thought." She yanked the tie from his neck and walked to a rack full of new ones.
"Why do I suddenly fill like a doll?" He drawled, not expecting an answer.
"That's just the way Usagi is…you'll get used to it." Minako giggled as she glanced at the way in which he gazed at her scurrying partner with longing.
If I had known we wouldn't have been the only ones here…I wouldn't have made such an effort to make myself available. I was hoping I could catch her off guard, but that's impossible with her cousin in the room. He was startled from his thoughts when he heard a phone ring; he looked over to where his phone rest on the table. Not mine…
"That would be mine." Minako commented as she lifted a small phone from her purse and unfolded it. "Minako here." She stood up and walked a little ways away, occasionally nodding her head as she walked back and forth across the room.
It's going to be a long morning. He combed his fingers through his bangs frustratingly.
"Bored?" Usagi commented as she held both ends of the tie she had recently picked out and casually threw the middle behind his neck.
"No…I like being prodded by women all day." He replied sarcastically as she worked the knot. "You know…this may prove to be more interesting if you lost your friend there." Blue met blue. She narrowed her eyes.
"Is that all you think about?" She queried absentmindedly as she made him turn around and face the mirror, her hands going to the edge of his pants and adjusting it around him.
"In your case, it's hard not to…you should be flattered." She looked up to him skeptically as she placed her arms around him and began adjusting the front.
"Should I be?"
"A man of good caliber, such as myself, admits that he can only think about burying himself into you all the time…I'd be flattered." His eyes met hers in the mirror.
"You'd be flattered if a man admitted to you that he can only think about burying himself into you all the time?" She laughed.
"You know what I mean." He replied.
"So I do…" And then her hand slipped in, successfully surprising him; he jumped. "For a man whom had claimed to be thinking about this all day, you sure aren't ready for reality of it." She mocked. He closed his eyes and moaned.
"Something came up at Global International…you'll have to finish this session alone Usagi." Minako interrupted them, from her angle unable to see what was going on.
"Alright…let me know what happens." Usagi replied calmly, slipping her hand out easily, and making it look as if she were merely fixing his pants.
"Bye Usagi, bye Mamoru." She watched curiously as Mamoru kept turned away from her, facing the mirror, before waving his hand nonchalantly at her.
"Bye Minako…lock the door behind you." Usagi relaxed in the chaise, her body slouching backwards as she waited for Minako to be gone from the room. "She's gone now…you can turn around…"
"If I didn't know better, I'd think you found this whole matter amusing." He remarked as he turned around, an evident tent in the front of his pants.
"Highly…" She crossed her legs as she glanced at the suit once more. "Now the tie and the suit don't match, why don't you take it off?" He grumbled at her words.
"We've tried on every suit in this fucking room by now I'm sure…what other kind of torture could you possibly have in store for me now?"
"I don't remember saying anything about trying on more suits…"
~*~
"You are nothing but a little tease!" Mamoru gritted beneath his teeth as both he and Usagi walked into her office and closed the doors behind them. She made me feel like a freakin' male object! If it wasn't for my Italian coat the whole world would know when I walked out of her building that I lusted after her.
"But that's what makes it all that much more fun don't you think?" She smiled sensually before looked back at the folder she held in her hands. "So, same time, this Friday?" He sighed frustratingly before relenting.
"Business as always Usagi?"
"It never stops."
"Neither do I…" He ended suggestively. "I'll see you Friday."
~*~
"One of these days Malachite…If she keeps this up I swear I'll take her fucking body without her permission." He gripped the phone tightly against his ear as he relaxed in the backseat of his limousine
"Whatever happened to small steps?" He laughed.
"Yeah…well this is getting out of head, I may as well be a baby taking it's first steps…this is going too slow, I have a time frame to work with here."
"I understand your concern…but I do not know of anyway in which I can assist you."
"Don't worry about it…I've got something up my own sleeve."
"Okay then, I am going back to the meeting now…"
"Keep me posted as to what is going on."
"I will make sure to do that…"
~*~
"Minako, I'm glad you're back." Usagi sighed from where she stood next to her ceiling high windows in her office, watching the sun set in the sky, setting it afire with reds and blues; it calmed her troubled soul. "I have made my decision."
"Decision…about what?" Minako looked at her confused.
"I've changed my mind about Mamoru." The palm of her hand touched the window, almost as if reaching out for something far and away.
"So you mean..."
"Yes." Usagi interrupted her. "He's exactly what I'm looking for, exactly what I need…no attachments…it will be swift and easy…he's not looking for a relationship and neither am I…" Swift and easy.
"But are you sure?" Minako prodded. "I mean you hardly know the guy and..."
"I know...I've thought about that already." She rubbed her temples in concentric circles, a practice that seemed common for her these days. "He seems pretty shady to me as well…almost as if there's more to him than meets the eye; it's as if he is hiding something." She paused. "Which is why I called you." She began again. "I want you to do some research on him. I want to know where he goes out for dinner, what he does at night, where he sleeps, his favorite color…everything" She paused once more. "Starting with his obsession for wolves." She finished.
"You don't think..." Minako began.
"I do." She interrupted once more.
"But if he was, don't you think we would have spotted him already? Something big like this is kinda hard to miss."
"I know, if what I think is correct, then he is truly a cautious person; he covers all bases."
"And what if you are right…why him? I mean, what about the prophecies? Don't
you think you should keep your distance?" She impelled, a worried
expression crossing her features.
"For some reason, I don't think he is anything to fear…in any matter, I am going to arrange for a dinner with him and a close colleague of his. The name is Malachite Stoker. Besides Mamoru, he's your closest way in." She finished.
~*~
"Look at this place." Ami commented as she walked around the building with gloves on. "I'm surprised it even kept this well…how odd…"
"Who in the world could have done this is beyond me." Zoycite murmured as he kept a careful eye open on every aspect around him. "You think this has any connection with anything we were working on?"
"Don't know…" She paused. "Did anyone get the stats on who lived here?" She called out to the other men and women scurrying about the room.
"Setsuna Slasia, Commissioner." A woman replied as she flipped through a notebook with details scribbled throughout. "Long black hair, green eyes, six feet tall, and is of the gypsy origination."
"Try you best to contact her. Call her workplace, her relatives, and her closest of kin. We need to find out if she was at the scene when this occurred."
"Yes Commissioner." She hurriedly walked away, pulling her two-way radio out of her pocket in the process.
"Commissioner, Sheriff...you'd better come see this." A man with a long black trench coat approached them, a dismal look on his face.
"Be right there Captain Andrews…well, I guess the worse is yet to come." Ami commented as they followed the man to another charred room.
"My, my, my...what do we have here boys?" Zoycite interrogated as they surveyed the room.
"Sir, there are charred remains of a body all around this room, many of which have not been accounted for." He reported.
"Think it's her?" Zoycite asked as he turned to his side to look at Ami.
"Frankly, I don't know what to think…" She murmured. "Who's the Forensics Pathologist on call here?" She called out.
"Me, the name's Dr. Matthews." A man replied as he stood up from where he was crouched near the floor to shake their hands.
"Alright Dr. Matthews, show us what you got." She said to him.
"Ordinarily, I might conclude that the body was trapped here when the explosives went off."
"Excuse me for a second doctor." Zoycite said to him. "What kind of explosives are we dealing with here people?" He asked the officers.
"From what we deduced, it looks like the workings of a C-4" Another officer replied.
"Captain Andrews," He began. "I want you to get the bomb squad specialists out here ASAP. I want details on the bomb from what type of mechanisms, style, and how it was built down to possible candidates." He turned back to where Ami and the doctor stood waiting. "Sorry doctor, please continue."
"Well, as I already told you before, I would ordinarily deduce that the body was caught in the room when the explosive went off, but what keyed me off was one: the way in which the pieces of the body were strewn across the room; two: the way in which these parts were charred; and three: the fact that pieces are in fact missing." He paused. "Now an explosion such as this one should have caused the pieces to be blown away from it, such as into the next room. And yet there are no pieces in the next room. Not only that, but they should be more intact than the way in which we found them." He paused again. "If you don't mind me asking, where did you deduce the explosives were planted?"
"Why is that important?" Zoycite asked him.
"It is very important to what I am deducing." The doctor replied.
"I don't know, but from the looks of it...I would deduce that the bomb was planted on...the roof." Ami replied.
"The very fact that most of the roof is blow to bits, and the direction in which the debris was found is the basis for this conclusion." Zoycite added.
"Exactly what I deduced, but I would like to apply some clarity to that notion." He paused. "I presumed that based on the fact that most of the debris that was blown outside was the roof itself." He paused again. "Now Commissioner, Sheriff...I believe I heard you discussing the matter of missing body parts." He paused.
"Yes, we were." Zoycite replied with curiosity.
"I think you'll find your remaining body parts outside along with the roof debris." The doctor replied while taking off his glasses and rubbing the lens. Zoycite raised a skeptical eye before commenting.
"But that would have to mean..." He began.
"That the body was somehow on the roof when the explosives went off." Ami continued.
"Now the means in which this was done, is rather gruesome." The Doctor replied. "Whoever this person was, they were already dead when the explosive went off, but alive when they were nailed to the roof."
"Nailed, doctor?" Zoycite asked.
"Yes Sheriff." He continued as he held up a plastic bag that held the charred remains of some body part. "This, as disfigured as it may appear to you, is a foot." He paused. " You can see the puncture, although charred, it is clearly visible. But in addition, there is a white elephant." He paused again. "So far on all of the body parts that I have examined, I have discovered teeth marks. Looks like the works of canines, two on top, two on the bottom."
"Are you suggesting that dogs did this doctor?" Zoycite asked as he held the bag up to his eye level.
"No, I'm suggesting that I don't know what did this." He finished.
"Damn it this job just keeps getting better and better." Zoycite sighed in frustration as he wiped his face with his hand.
"Is that all Dr. Matthews?" Ami asked him.
"I was reluctant to bring this up." He paused. "You mentioned before the diea that a dog had done this…even if somebody had performed this act, I doubt they would have allowed their dog to maul the body before completing the act…"
"What does this have to do with anything?"
"Do you believe in werewolves?"
"Mythical creatures of ancient superstition. Men who are transformed, or who transforms himself, into a wolf in nature and appearance ...sometimes transformed under the influence of a full moon, roams about at night, devouring infants, adults, or corpses." Zoycite rambled off.
"Not so much myths...I would have believed so years ago." He began. "But, the things I've seen in just this last year...lead me to believe otherwise." He finished.
"Thank-you doctor...but I think we'll take it from here." Zoycite replied in a skeptical manner.
"If you're an unbeliever, I suggest you believe." The doctor continued and then paused. "I believe that you are still looking for a few other missing people Commissioner, so I suggest that you look into this as being your source." He ended with finality.
~*~
As soon as Jadeite heard Rei and Nephrite walking through the front door, he jumped up from his seat with Makoto in tow.
"We have good news, really good news, and...well, bad news." He began but stopped when he looked at the look at his wife's face. "Oh God, Rei, what happened?" He said as he rushed to embrace her.
"Nephrite?" Makoto inquired softly from where she stood. She could tell that he was holding in a lot, and soon after he rushed into her embrace. "What happened you two…you looked very troubled" A little while later, when Rei and Nephrite calmed down they told them the story of how they found Setsuna, causing a great stress to be poured down into the room. A long silence brooded the room before Nephrite finally spoke, breaking the apprehension.
"There was something that we saw...that may not have made sense before, but it makes sense now." He paused. "On the wall, the words three down, two to go were written." He paused. "Two of us were meant to die in that explosion...and I don't think it mattered which two." He paused once more. "Perhaps that is an advantage we have to our opposing team. As long as we always travel in pairs, our identities mostly hidden, they will always suspect that the other two are dead."
"But who would know enough about us to know how many of us there are?" Makoto inquired frantically, but no one answered.
"We're going to have to be very cautious from now on though. When we are not out scouting for information, then we need to be training to keep our fighting skills up." Rei replied.
"We're going to have to carry a weapon everywhere we go." Nephrite added.
"It would appear that so far the enemy knows us somehow, so they have somewhat of an upper hand. However, we discovered some information that will aid us greatly today." Jadeite paused. "While you were out Usagi came by and it turns out that her friend is the angel of light."
"What?" Both Rei and Nephrite exclaimed.
"Right now she is in hiding and I think that it safe that she stay there."
"With the dark lord already on her tail?" Rei exclaimed.
"Rei, we know where she is and that is information that the dark lord does not know...I think we are already ahead...but it doesn't matter cause I don't think he'll kill her anyway."
"I don't understand."
"That's getting ahead of myself." Jadeite informed them. "First of all I was able to decode a bit of the manuscript that was misinterpreted." He sighed. "That was the really good news...now the bad news." He paused. "The legend says to keep them apart not because he will destroy her physically...but because he will destroy her mentally I presume. Even the least bit of good in her will be rotted and she will join his side...the process may have already begun."
"That is how the balance will be changed..." Nephrite replied. "With the angel of light on his side, the werewolves will be given power...they will be unstoppable…it will be like living in a nightmare. It is bad enough that we must keep a watchful eye in the night, but imagine how it will be to have to be on watch at all times?"
"Have you figured out what we need to protect ourselves against them should she join his side?" Rei asked.
"No...but I have been working on that situation...the problem is that we need to discover what kind of power the angel of light has, and what kind of person she is." Jadeite replied.
"The two of you need to go hunt for anything roaming around, meaning vampires and werewolves...I'll stay here and train." Rei said to Nephrites and Makoto.
"We have a full moon, so let us get on the move."
~*~
"Malachite." Mamoru murmured, as he looked down at the city lights from the top floor of his mansion. He rested his hand on the railing of his grand balcony, his shirt flying about in the wind and revealing the expanse of his chest.
"Endymion?"
"The moon is full tonight." He commented.
"I know."
"I'm a bit restless...so caught up in this business with Usagi that I have not been taking care of my own needs." He paused as he passed his fingers through his damp bangs.
"Should I go to Martini's Palace?" Malachite queried.
"I want one with blonde hair and blue eyes." He replied with a nod. "No, scratch that...I want two." He paused. "I haven't truly eaten in days." He said as he walked over to the clear glass table and opened up a suitcase that lay upon it. "Here." He said as he took three wads of bills out and threw it at Malachite; he caught it easily. "You know what to do...if you want one...feel free to have one for yourself."
"Thanks, but I have business to attend to." He paused. "She's wearing you thin."
"Not for long." Endymion ended the conversation with a malicious and rough tone.
~*~
"I was told that you were the one that I could look to for some special business around here." Malachite said to a man who sat in the back table of the club, watching the women.
"Yeah, who's askin'?" The man spat.
"Do these all belong to you?" He said as he pointed to the female women walking around the building with no tops on. Some were serving drinks, others were sitting on men's laps seducing them, and yet others were actually making love to some of the men right out in the open.
"Let's supposin' they do." The man began. "What do you want?"
"A friend of mine will pay high price to take two of them off of your hands for the night." Malachite said as he lay back.
"High price huh?" The man inquired. "Just for the night?"
"Actually...forever." Malachite replied.
"I don't just give up my girls...he has to be paying alotta fuckin' dough in order for me to give up two." The man replied.
"Well...he is." Malachite said as he lay the money out on the table. "Three thousand for two."
"Fuck me!" The man exclaimed in shock as he saw the money. "I love a rich man who knows what he wants." He said as he picked up the money and began to flip through and check if it was real.
"It's real alright...but only under certain conditions." Malachite warned.
"He could ask me to jump into a freezin' cold lake at this point." he replied, eyes wide.
"You get an extra 2000 if you never saw me and this meeting never took place understand?"
"You don't have to tell me twice." The man sputtered. "Which one's you want?"
"My friend has a preference for the blond haired blue eyed type...give me a line up and I'll make the call." He ended.
"Alright...it's a deal."
~*~
"Mamoru...here are those ladies you requested." Malachite spoke evenly into the dark room.
"All right...I'll have them one at a time." He replied, his voice matching his mood. "Send the other one to my guest room...I'll be there as soon as I'm done with this one." He finished.
"Very well." He complied as he introduced the first girl into the room by the hand.
"Close the door." Malachite closed the door, once the woman had entered, and began to lead the other woman to the other room.
"Mmmm...what about you? Don't you want a piece of the action?" She drawled as he walked her to the next room.
"I don't think my friend would take to kindly to me fucking his date." He replied.
"If I had known that tonight I was going to such a classy place, I would have worn something more appropriate." Not long after she spoke did they hear the sounds of moaning and grunting floating from the other room.
~*~
"Ahhhhhhhhhh!!!" The woman screamed as Mamoru thrust wildly into her, long and hard. "Yes! Yes!" She screamed. "Oh Yes!"
~*~
"Doesn't matter, you wouldn't have been wearing it for long." He finished as he showed her into the guestroom. "Stay here, he'll come to you when he's finished with your friend.
~*~
The woman cried out as his pace became so raw that she couldn't catch up, and yet he continued to go faster.
"Slow down!" She yelled angrily, but was unheard just as the many women before. A few moments later, he suddenly stopped on his own; it became pointless. For some reason, the whole time he was with her he couldn't get one particular blond with blue eyes out of his mind. He heaved great amounts of air as he released himself from inside of her and flopped over onto his back, physically ignoring her presence. She lay next to him, her damp hair sticking to her skin, relieved to be able to catch her breath.
"You're not her." He suddenly said roughly through his breathing.
"Wh-what?" The woman asked as she turned to look at him.
"I said you're not her." He said this time in anger. "You're just a fuckin' whore...and she's the challenge." He laughed cynically. "You can't even fuckin' keep up." He sat up and looked down at her with an evil grin.
"I don't know what the fuck you're talkin' about but now you're beginning' to freak me out." She backed a little ways from him.
"You can't even arouse me the way she does." He laughed.
"That's it...I'm not getting paid enough for this kind of shit. I'm outta here." She said as she began to rise and get up.
"No...I don't think so." He said as he grabbed onto her arm and held it tightly.
"You're hurting me!" She winced in pain.
"Yeah, I know...but you see, I can't allow you to leave." He paused as he looked down. "Especially when you're just in time for the main course." He finished as he looked back up at her. Her cries pierced the room where she dwelled when she noticed his eyes changing color.
~*~
She shivered when she heard the scream come from the other room.
"What the hell is going on?" She wondered as she got up from where she was seated and walked slowly to the door. As she walked out into the open hallway, the screams got louder and louder, making her skin crawl. A cold breeze suddenly flew through the halls, as large wall window that was down the hall was open, the curtains blowing in the wind, the moon shinning brightly through it. She slowly walked down the long corridor, her heart pounding in her chest as she could hear her friend screaming so loud that it was ear piercing. She could have sworn as she walked that she could hear the patter of feet all along the floors in the mansion. She could feel light brushes of air tickling the hair on the back of her neck. Then suddenly there was the snorting sound that she hadn't heard before; and the stench, the stench was almost unbearable. It was the smell of foul rotten meat, a smell that made her nauseous, and her hairs stand on end. She kept close to the walls with the idea that as soon as she found her friend the two of them were going to get the hell out of this place. Suddenly without warning the whole mansion became silent, silent to the point in which she could hear a pin drop. Then other sounds became audible, such as the chime of the clock, and the sounds of the wind flowing through an open window. Her fear began to overwhelm her as the sweat beaded on her face. With another step she was at the door of the room in which she had last seen her friend go in. She swallowed hard and was about to enter when she bumped right into someone.
"Lost?" She heard a dark and husky voice say. She opened up her eyes to stare into the eyes of the most handsome features she had ever seen, with silky black hair falling over his striking midnight blue eyes, and his physique was unbelievable. Not to mention that he was standing in front of her strikingly naked with no shame whatsoever.
"I-I...I'm looking for my friend Rachel." She stuttered. He smiled as he closed the door behind him and led her down the hallway.
"Rachel left." He said darkly. "After I had the pleasure of fucking her...she didn't seem to want to leave." He paused. "Couldn't get enough." He continued. "But I told her that you were also promised a ride...that it was your turn." He finished as he stopped right before her.
"I-I..." She stuttered once more.
"You know...you really have a stunning body." He said as he lightly passed his fingers down the breast line over her extremely revealing décor. "Very beautiful." He said to her huskily as he slipped his hand beneath her shirt. "Soft skin and nice and firm breasts." He cupped her breast in his hand, causing her to moan. "I'll bet you fucked a lot of men." He continued as he pressed his body up against hers. "I'll bet you made them extremely grateful and happy when you were through." His hand slipped down further til it reached the edge of her short skirt. "I bet you squeeze tightly don't you?" He continued as his fingers made lazy trails up her leg and found its way to her crotch. "Naughty, naughty...no underwear." He reprimanded as his fingers slipped up her already wet channel causing her to whimper.
"Mamoru..." Was all she could manage to say as he pushed her body up against the wall.
"It's too bad." He whispered huskily into her ear, his tongue and warm breath making her moan, as he slipped his hand through her hair and pulled her head back roughly. "That I'm no longer in the mood...you might have been a good fuck…though I seriously doubt you could have pleased me." He finished and watched, as her eyes grew wide in surprise. "Now...now I'm more interested in desert." She screamed in horror, as his eyes grew from a midnight blue to a dark greenish yellow.
Soon...her screams were heard no more.
~*~
Minako looked on with a worried glance at her friend. She was moaning and squirming around in her sleep while clutching her stomach tightly. Her long silver silk negligee was soaked with sweat, and upon her forehead was placed a cool wet towel. Her lower body, once in a while, would thrust and jerk up on it's own accord without her control, and her mind was quite unstable. On occasion, she would scream in pain and tare at the sheets beneath her with her mere fingernails. Seeing her like this frightened her greatly; she didn't understand why Usagi was suddenly so sick. She had forced her to go to bed when her fever had sky rocketed to 101.6 degrees. She arose from her chair, took the wet cloth from her forehead, dipped in the bowl of cool water before placing it back on her forehead.
"Cold...why is it so cold?" Usagi said as she brought the covers tightly around her body. "So-so cold." She continued as she began to shiver, her body shaking like a leaf.
"Usagi it isn't cold...you're just sick." Minako whispered. Moments later after she said this Usagi threw the covers from around her body.
"Now it's hot...open the windows...so hot...I'm burning up." She said in a dazed state of mind as she sat up; as soon as she did so, she howled in pain and clutched her stomach. "Oh god!" She cried out as she closed her eyes tightly to stop the tears that threatened to escape.
"Usagi!" Minako exclaimed as she ran to her. Usagi crossed her arms over her stomach and reached for the sheets behind her, tearing it greatly. Minako attempted to hold her, but she threw her back, causing her to fly towards the wall and fall into temporary unconsciousness. Usagi through her head back and howled into the night.
"Ahhhhhhhh!" She screamed, her hair turning into a silvery white diamond sheen. When the pain finally subsided, She fell back to the bed with a thud. Minako watched in silence after she had regained consciousness, her chest heaving, as Usagi turned her head towards her direction, her eyes closed tightly, tears falling down her face.
She turned over onto her side with her hand still on her stomach and to Minako's horror, spit out a mouthful of blood. When she was finished she slowly opened her eyes, and Minako was greeted with yet another surprise.
"Usagi...your-your eyes." Minako said in horror. "They're dark green."