Interlude: Ami
Ami was dreaming. She knew this, because there was no way anything like this could be happening if she was awake. She could see the rain falling down all around her but she couldn't feel it. She could see the bodies of her friends, all of them lying on the ground and not moving. Slowly she went over to each one hoping they were at least still breathing. Haruka, with her face bruised and bloodied, Michiru with an arm at an unnatural angle, Chibi Usa and Hotaru curled around eachother, Hotaru's back badly burned and lacerated. Ami assesed their wounds, and quietly thanked whoever was listening that they were still alive, badly injured but still alive. she moved onto the other three senshi, concerned about the amount of blood that Minako seemed to have lost, as well as the way Rei seemed to be curled around her. Serenity was the last one she could find, the blonde lying on her back with her eyes closed. Beyond a few minor bruises she seemed fine.
Ami looked up as lightning illuminated the area, casting a pale blue light on everyone. Her eyes scanned the area looking for her own self as well as looking for Makoto. What she saw chilled the ice senshi down to her bones. Makoto seemed to be fighting..something. Ami couldn't seem to catch a good look at the thing, it blurred and shifted away from her sight. She watched as the monster stopped attacking Makoto and she was concerend about how fatigued the dark haired senshi seemed to be. Low gutteral noises that Ami guessed were words floated across the open space, and Makoto's face seemed to grow more enraged with every sentance. The blue haired senshi moved in closer to try and hear just exactly what was going on. The creature started to laugh, and Makoto jumped at it. But the brunette senshi never made it to her target, the creature lashed out with a powerful energy blast and Makoto was hurled away from the monster.
Ami yelled out as the blast hit her friend.
"Makoto! NO!"
The scene froze as the brunette senshi hit the ground, and Ami heard someone chuckling from behind her. She whirled around and came face to face with a seemingly older version of herself. She could tell that this version had been through some sort of hell, scars covered her bare arms, and an eyepatch covered her right eye. The other Ami looked around her at the destruction and gave a small grin.
"Oh the memories. I remember this day like it was yesterday."
The younger Ami just gaped at herself, her mind not totally comprehending what was happening. The older version turned and looked at the speachless senshi and glared at her. "Come on, you're suppposed to be the smart one. You can figure this out. Go on, ask me something." when Ami didn't respond, she sighed. "Here let me get you started. 'What's going on?' "Why Are my friends all injured?' Why are you here?' 'Who is the monster?' Wanna go from there?" The younger Ami shook her head slightly and then glared at her older version. Elder Ami just laughed, oh, I know, you're thinking, 'How can I be so rude to myself? What happened to my face? What's going on?" Ami blushed lightly, and Older Ami laughed. "Ok, how about I help you out. Two weeks from now, something horrible is going to happen. This," she pointed to the fallen Senshi,"happened because I, or you, didn't fight hard enough to stop whats going on inside you right now. You have to fight that, Ami, or the world as you know it will end. I'm the only one out of all us that survived.. well, me and a Makoto who is the 'servant' to the Master. It's not.. it's not something I want to explain to you. Let me just say, Makoto is never going to be the carefree thing that I loved so long ago. And don't look at me like that, you know what I mean."
Ami blushed again and her other self just grinned. "She likes you too, you know. That's why she went all the way to California. Stupid of her, we know, but she was scared, and so are you, and that fear is what actually destroyed us... That monster, it's not an ordinary monster, here, have a look." Older Ami waved a hand at the scene before them, and Ami gasped. She fought the urge to vomit as the demon finally became clear. It had her face, oh god it had her face. The world started to spin and blur around the edges. She could here her voice fading, "Fight it, you know how. Don't let this become you're world, don't let yourself become me!" And the world was black.