The only story proven to cause sanity...or more specifically lack thereof...
Well, here's the epilogue. The second part of the series will be up tomorrow or up as soon as humanly possible.
I decided that even without five reviews I'll update. Mostly due to a persuasive argument alissaduke88 made for the die hard readers of this story/series. So be sure to thank her by reading her stuff and reviewing.
Let me check...:rifles through files:...nope. Still not mine...sigh...what does a person have to do to own what they write about?
Elphie Muse: Maybe actually create it.
Oh...
Makoto walked down the street hand in hand with Sky. Several weeks had passed since Ketsuki's defeat. "Peace is very nice," the Thunder Senshi commented.
"So desu," Sky agreed (Yes it is).
"How's Haruka doing controlling her new power?" Makoto inquired.
"She's starting to get the hang of it," he said.
"So was the world shocked when they found out you two were related?"
Sky grinned and laughed. "Shocked doesn't quite cover how stunned they were. But they're taking it in stride. Her sponsors for the races are worried though."
"Why?" Makoto asked.
"Well, she always use to win whatever race she was in without a problem. But now that someone better at racing and way better looking has come along…" he trailed off. Makoto giggled and nudged him.
"You forgot modest," she informed him.
"Ah. Knew I was forgetting something," he chuckled. "But they're worried that I'll continue to do better than her and steal away what they get when Haruka comes in first," he explained.
"I'm surprised they haven't tried to sponsor you as well," she commented.
"Oh they have," he replied. "But I enjoy being my own sponsor."
"Your own sponsor? I know you own some repair shops, but exactly how rich are you?" Makoto asked. "If you want to tell me," she added hastily.
"Let's just say that I work for fun," he said.
"For fun? Work?" she repeated.
"Well…by work I mean designing new motorcycles and designing new types of engines for cars," he said.
"I thought you lived in a temple before Haruka met you," she said.
"I did, but once I was old enough the monks sent me out into the world to live my life until they had a need for me," he said. "So when the time came I went back."
"Was it hard leaving the life you made to go back to the temple?" she asked.
"Not really," he said. "I owed the monks there a lot. They were like my family."
"Were?"
"Yeah…Ketsuki and her gang ravaged the temple before I got back. Spent the next year cleaning it all up," he said.
"Then Haruka showed up and we know the rest," Makoto said.
The pair halted at a corner. "Yep. For which I am eternally grateful."
Makoto blushed slightly as he squeezed her hand. "So…how come Haruka gets this new power and the rest of us don't?"
Sky looked at her with an amused expression. "Am I to understand that you're jealous of my sister?"
"I…well…um…a little I guess," Makoto admitted.
Sky chuckled. "Don't worry so much about it," he said. "You all have the possibility of becoming an Eternal Senshi. It'll come in time."
"So is that why you're here? To awaken us as Eternal Senshi?" she asked.
"I guess that might be a reason why I'm here as Kaze. But as for Sky being here…he's here because he's in love with a beautiful brown haired woman," he said.
Makoto's faced turned red. "Suck up," she muttered.
He pulled her close and wrapped his arm around her shoulder as they crossed the street. "And damn proud of it," he said. She smiled and briefly rested her head on his shoulder. He dropped his arm so it was loosely around her waist as they went into the Crown Café to meet the others.
Eternal Senshi Eternal Senshi Eternal Senshi Eternal Senshi Eternal Senshi Eternal Senshi Eternal Senshi Eternal Senshi Eternal Senshi Eternal Senshi
A pair of cold, red eyes opened. "Report," a cold, suave voice commanded.
"The vampires have failed Great Lord. They only succeeded in beginning the awakening of the Eternal Senshi," a voice said. A shadowy figure was bowing before a stone throne amidst jets of flames and flowing hot lava.
"Then we've not much time…" the first voice growled. "Do not fail me Akuma."
The shadowy figure straightened, shaggy dark red hair framing his dark face. "I don't intend to Lord," he replied. He bowed again and left.
"The surface world will soon belong to us…" the Lord said. He began laughing, his voice ringing off of the cavern walls, joining in the screams that emitted from elsewhere in the underground labyrinth.
END?
Evil cliffie for the story! Muahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!
Elphie Muse: Sometimes I worry about the author...
As I've been saying, what part of 'Muahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!' do you not understand?
:Author runs around pretending to be a Sailor Senshi:
Elphie Muse: Make that all the time...please review to make the author calm down...if that's even possible at this point.
Nope. I just spent the entire day babysitting my three little brothers...whatever sanity I had left ran away in terror.
Elphie Muse: So would I...
I heard that! In the name of this story, I shall punish you:Chases Elphie Muse around: