(Pretty Solider Sailor Moon)
Batman Beyond
"The Moon and The Bat"
Chapter 6: Sailor Soldiers Re-unite
The boy sat still upon the medical table, his feet dangling over the edge. He waited while the woman doctor in front of him placed a small metallic cylinder on his right arm. The end of is attached to a small tube like structure that contained a liquid like substance.
"Now hold still, this won't hurt a bit" The woman pressed a small button on the side of the cylinder, the liquid flowed from the tube into the boy's body. It was a vaccination shot that she was giving him. She looked up at the boy who sat there calmly, and patiently. "There now it wasn't so bad now was it?"
The boy smiled slightly as the doctor took the cylinder away from his arm, and removed the end of it. He hoped down off of the table, and turned around to face her. Bowing slightly, the boy turned and walked out of the room.
The woman let out a slight sigh as the boy left the office. Happy that she had yet another healthy patent. She dusted off the white labcoat that she was wearing, her nametag that had the name of "Dr. Anderson" on it shined in the room's light. The woman wore it on the left breast pocket of her coat.
"Another patient satisfied," she beamed a bit, before heading out into the hallways that led to the receptionist's desk. It was a rather short hall, but so was their section of the large industrial building that they used. She would have rather gotten a bigger space to work in, but since it would of cost even more money to do so. She though about all the money that her mother had left her when she had passed away several years ago. Though rather than keep it for herself, the woman had donated most of it to charities, and causes that she thought were worthy enough. The rest she had put towards finishing medical school, and starting her own practice.
"Good afternoon, Dr. Anderson" the receptionist said as she approached her desk. They had a close working relation ship, since she had been working for her for the past five years.
"How many times to I have to ask you?" She replied her voice calm and composed. "Please call me Amy." It was amazing to most people that she could stay so calm and professional. "Any appointments for this afternoon?"
The receptionist turned her glance over towards the computer screen in front of her, and began to type upon its keypad. After a few moments she shook her head slightly, then turned about in her chair to face her boss.
"No nothing, what were you planning to do today anyway?" She asked in a polite manner.
Amy shrugged her slim shoulder slightly, "I thought that I'd go home early if their were no appointments today." She scratched at the back of her head slightly. "Plus I also thought that I would use the time to catch up on some paperwork that needs to be done."
The receptionist nodded her head slightly in agreement. "It sounds like a good idea if you want my option about it." The receptionist beamed a bright smile, as she looked up at her boss. Amy leaned against the desk slightly. Looking at the receptionist through a pair of thick rimmed glasses. The look on her face was serious, but lightened up a bit.
The receptionist gave her boss a slight smile. "You've been working too hard Dr." she spoke softly. "You should take at least one day off." It was clear that Amy had been working too hard lately, for underneath her glasses, there were circles under her eyes. Something was indeed bothering her, a feeling that she could not ignore. Amy did her best to hide it from her husband at home, and her patients at work. . Yet she hadn't had a feeling like this in years.
"You know I just might do that." Amy replied, taking off the white labcoat she had always worn when working. Walking out of the receptionist area, Amy began walking down that short corridor that led towards her office.
"Oh Margie" She called over her shoulder towards the receptionist that worked for her. "If there is an emergency. You do have my cell, and home numbers right?"
Margie nodded her head softly. "Yup, don't worry I'll call you if some one comes in with laser bolt in their shoulder."
She couldn't help but laugh. Amy knew that her receptionist sometimes had a sense of humor, but was mostly quiet. The way she had been back when she was growing up.
Sighing to herself, she walked up towards her office door. Opening the door a ways, she entered her small little office. The lights turned on upon her entry, she stood in the doorway for a brief moment, before she enter the room. Closing the door behind her, Amy looked about her tiny office. It was a small room, which had some plants on the only windowsill. Plus a few shelves containing old a few old medical textbooks, and a few other items. Amy walked up towards the desk in the middle of the office room. Sitting behind it, the computer that was attached to the top of it. She ignored the sounds of the desk's built in computer, and instead. She reached for the phone that also was on top of her desk.
I wonder if Greg is home yet? Amy though, right now she wanted to hear her husband's sweet voice. That same feeling that something wasn't right was still bugging her, and it was making her very nerves. Holding the receiver in her hands, she began to think about her husband of the past fourteen years.
He was a major businessman who was currently working on a major deal for his software company. Though there were days that he'd come home early, and Amy always looked forward to coming home after work just to see him.
With another sight, Amy reached over to the side of the desk. Grasping the handle of the drawer, she opened it. Looking down into the open drawer, she searched for her pocket book, and card keys admit the piles of data crystals that lie in there. Searching through the drawer, she did manage to find her card keys, though her pocket book was still missing.
"No where could it be?" Amy asked herself. Looking up from where she was, her eyes scanning the room very quickly. "I thought that I left it in here this morning?" She stood up, and slid her chair back behind the desk.
Now where did I put my pocket book? Amy asked herself, continuing to look about the room. She searched about for a minute or so, before she found it on the shelf in the right hand corner of the room.
"Ah there it is," Amy grabbed her pocket book right off of the shelf, and slung it over her right shoulder. Heading towards the door she took one last look at her office. She didn't know why, but it felt as if it would be a long time before she would return to work.
Ignoring the feeling, she opened the door, and walked out of her office. Closing the door behind her, and locking it shut. Amy turned to walk back down the short corridor that led to the receptionist's desk. It also led towards the exit to the parking lot. She didn't bother to say good-bye to Margie, since that she had already known that her boss was going home anyway.
As she walked towards her car, the same feeling that she had back inside of her office came back to her. Amy stopped walking and just stood there for a few moments. Wondering just what was causing her to feel this way.
What is this peculiar feeling? She looked about. Wondering if anyone else was there with her.
Why does it feel like something is terribly wrong? Amy shook her head slightly, trying to shake off the feeling. Shuttering slightly, she continued walking towards her car. The feeling still linger with in the back of her mind, a feeling that she had not felt since Galaxia's attack all those years ago. Though it had been a long since she had seen her friends, and fellow Soldiers.
I wonder what happened to the others? Amy approached her car quickly. It was a small sized vechile that looked like it was in need of being washed. Its windows were a bit fogged up Looking around a bit from where she stood. Amy then took the key-card from out of her pocket and inserted it into the little slot that was underneath the car door handle. She waited a few seconds until there's was a soft click, indicating that the door was now unlocked. Climbing into the car, and closing the door tightly behind her. Amy then inserted the card key into the ignition. She watched as the car's engine came to life, and all of it's other systems came online.
I wonder if I should Serena and the other up, and try to figure out if they are felling the same thing as myself. Putting the car into gear, Amy began to back out of the parking lot. Adjusting her mirror so she could see behind her. She drove the car out of the parking lot, and onto the adjuring skyway.
A Fire burned in the middle of the temple room. It burned freely upon its pedestal as the temples lone priestess could be seen before it. Kneeling down upon the small mat beneath her in a mediating postion, focusing her mind upon becoming one with the power of the fire. For it had, in a way that one could not explain. Shown the temple priestess of an evil that was reading to attack the earth. The same way it had many times over the years. It's light illuminated the woman's face and the temple robes that she wore. Her dark brown eyes were shut tightly; her slim hands tightly clasped in front of her and her raven colored hair tied back into a very tight ponytail. The woman focused her physic energies on finding the source of a powerful, evil aura that she had felt several times over the past few days alone.
What is this strange aura that feel? She asked herself. Continuing to focus upon reaching into the far most inner reaches of her strong mind. What could this mean?
An image flashed inside of her mind, an unclear image of a devil like woman, setting lose a dark army upon a city that was foreign to her. Innocent people dying, more being injured or sersiouly wounded trying to escape the evil. She focused harder upon the image. Searching to get a better view of what was going on.
Oh my god! The Priestess could feel the pain, and hear the screams of the innocent people. Focusing her thoughts harder, and pushing her mind further. She saw another image, one of a woman who wore a sailor suit with bright orange fuku. Fighting a young man who seemed to have telepathic abilities
Mina, it can't be! More images flashed before her eyes as she watched one of her oldest friends fought the young man whom easily over powered her. A wave of fear came over the priestess and she nearly lost her physic concentration. Yet when she got a hold of it again, she could see a new image. This one of a familiar looking woman who had a hair style that made it look like she had a pair of meatballs on top of her head.
Serena, it can't be? She recognized her old friend whom she had not seen in years. It scared her to no end to see one of her best friends being thrown from several miles above a foreign city. Focusing her mind harder, now pushing it beyond its limitations. This time, the priestess attempted to see if she could tell where her friends were.
Where could they be? Focusing her thoughts upon finding her two friends. A task that she knew would take much time, and energy,. Though deep down, the woman knew she must do this. For she was a
Sailor Solider just as friends were
The fire in front of the woman continued to burn, as she began to focus her thoughts once more upon finding her friends. She continued to focus her thoughts, just as an image appeared once more before her eyes. Yet this one was different, it wasn't of one of her friends being hurt, or of evil monsters attacking innocent people. No, this image was different, and it made her uneasy. For it was of the moon, then she was something flying out of it. Flying, upon the wings of a bat. Her eyes snapped upon seeing this, a determined look donning her once cool face.
I must find the others, The woman stood up on her feet. Her eyes still transfixed upon the fire that burned before her. I fear that something bad is going to happen if we don't stop whatever it is. She turned to walk out or the temple room. Only turning back for a moment to look at the temple fire. Gazing into his brilliant light, the temple priestess sighed softly. I just hope that I'm not too late.
"Where are those rice balls? There are customers waiting out here!"
The woman's head spun about to find the master chef standing behind her, his face red with anger and contempt. Plus he was practically yelling right into her ear.
"I'm working as fast as I can here," she replied with a sharp edge in her voice. "I mean come on I only have one set of hands here, and no one to help out around here."
The chef looked down at the younger woman, his face showing the slightest bit of anger mixed with frustration. She was indeed several years younger than he was. Maybe in her late thirty's, early forties. Yet she was also the most difficult person he'd ever hired, but she was the only cook that could prepare certain dishes correctly with out spoiling them.
"You must work faster. The customers out there are waiting, and many are starting to become very impatient."
The woman looked up at the older name, making only the slightest bit of eye contact with him. The look that was upon her face showed that she was not only annoyed, but that she was also extremely exhausted. A rage burned behind her dark brown eyes. She never liked guys like him, and she never would like people like him.
'Listen I am doing the best that I can," she pointed a finger at him. Pointing her finger towards him, and slowly moving closer towards her boss. "So back off ok?"
"Whatever, jus get those riceballs ready quickly." The master chief turned and walked out of the kitchen. Heading for the adjourning restaurant
God what a prick! She thought to herself as the man left the kitchen area. If making rice balls foir this guy was hard..
The sun starting to set upon the city called Gotham, night began to fall upon the city like a star covered blanket. Citizens were beginning to return home from work, or getting ready to go out for a night on the town. Many people going out in-groups, as since they fear the street gangs and thugs that roams the city streets at night. Though with Batman once again roaming the night, the citizens' tensions began to ease up a tad bit. Though on this night, someone else was watching the city. Or was he?
Standing upon the roof of one of the tallest building in the city. Looking down upon the citizens of this fair city. A shadowy figure stood there, his cane tightly clenched in the right hand. The tuxedo the figure wore was torn slightly from the battle that had taken place only hours before.
Why did you leave me like that Serena? He thought to himself. His deep blue eyes taking in the city's landscape from behind the white mask he wore upon his face. In the back of his mind, Tuxedo Mask knew that his true love Serena was some where with in the city. Though he just didn't know where she was, and that made him more frustrated that she had lied to him. While it had been for a good reason yes, but it hurt him none the less. Moving from building to building quickly. His lavender cape flowing in the wind behind him.
"Where can she be?" Tuxedo Mask said out loud to no one in particular. "Argh!" His frustration overwhelming him for a moment, taking the place of his exhaustion. Leaning against the roof ledge, looking down at the city below. He was tired, hungry, and very upset. Though the love he had for her keep him going, and continuing on to spite what he felt like physically.
"She has to be some where. I can feel her nearby, but I don't know where." Speaking out loud, even though no one was around to hear him speak. Backing up a few steps, Tuxedo Mask then leaped off of the roof, soaring off into the night sky.
Focus
Is what Batman told him self as he stood there in the middle of a holographic simulation of the old Gotham City. A training simulation designed especially for him to use to hone the skills that Mr.Wayne was teaching him. Though this time it was different, because he wasn't training alone. A woman stood beside him, her sailor style body suit covering the upper half of her body. She turned to look at the Batman for a moment.
"As Batman, there will come times when you must rely on others to achieve your goal" The voice of Bruce Wayne was broadcast through speakers hidden inside of the simulator. Batman stood calmly as stone, Sailor Venus beside him. To spite her bandages and injuries, she felt that she could at least practice a little. A light was cast upon a dark corner of the simulator, revealing a robot figure dressed in bright green attire, with question marks over it's body suit. Venus stepped to the side as the robot threw a series of question marked shaped grenades at the two.
"AHH!" Sailor Venus screamed as the grenades where thrown at her, though she moved quickly in a panic. The grenades exploded behind her, the blast nearly sending her flying into a simulated wall.
"Gotta watch yourself there, " a voice spoke as a black dart flew past her. She turned slightly to see Batman flying towards the robot. He flicked his wrist to reveal a batarnag, with another flick he threw it at the robot "Riddler". The robot retaliated by using the cane it held in it's two hands, and pointed the end at the batarnag, the end fired off and caused the weapon to explode.
"CREESCENT BEAM!" was all that was heard before a beam of golden light sliced through the robot, and shattered it to bits. Sailor Venus stood there, on arm around her side and trying to hide the fact that her ribs were still bothering her greatly. It took all of her strength now to stay up, though Batman saw this, and touched a near invisible button on the side of his mask that activated the communication link between him and the Batcomputer.
"Better shut down the simulation." Was all he said. And with that the background that was behind them faded and shimmered to reveal a wall of solid rock. Bruce Wayne sat behind the simulator controls, both Luna and Artemis beside him. He found them to be helpful sometimes. Other than that, the old man just put up with them
"Ugh" Venus nearly hit the floor of the simulator, those broken ribs bothered her still. Though before she could hit the floor, a pair of costumed arms caught her. Turning her eyes to look at Batman, she smiled.
"You must drive all the girls crazy, rescuing them like this." She joked, smiling slightly before wincing a bit again.
"Only the ones that fall in front of me." His voice was serious, though one would swear that the corners of his mouth turned upward in a smile for a second.
"Sure there batboy." A bright light surrounded Sailor Venus as her Sailor Solider uniform disappeared to reveal the woman named Mina. The bandages she had wrapped around her sides and arm could now be seen through her short cut T-shirt. She'd been staying in the Batcave for only a day now though it had strangely become much less scary then it was when Mina first woke up in the cave's small medical area. Though as Batman helped her off of the simulator. . The two cats jumped down from their perches upon the controls, and then proceeded to follow the two.
"Is this how you spend your days, down here. With that creepy old man?" Mina asked, as Batman lowered her down so she could stand up on her own.
"Just the weekends" His gloved hand moved, pulling the mask off of his face to reveal the young face of Terry McGinnies. "And most school nights, holidays and most of my free time."
Mina stood up on her two feet, using Terry's shoulder to lean upon just in case she felt like she was in pain. Artemis looked up at her as he trailed at her heels.
"Are you sure you're going to be ok?" He asked, "we should get you to a hospital right away." Artemis was very concerned for Mina's health, and had begun to think it unwise that she stay here in this cave. Luna stopped in her tracks and shot Artemis with a very strange look on her face.
` "You know full well that Mr. Wayne is capable of taking care of her." Was all she said, "after all he did manage to help her so far." Mina looked down at Luna and smiled somewhat meekly.
"Thanks Luna" She cast her eyes upward towards the top of the cave where the bats flew over head. It was late at night outside, but you couldn't tell from down there.
Thunder and lighting clapped in the night sky behind the old house known simply as "Wayne Manor". To many people in the city of Gotham, it stood as a symbol of the past, and to others it was just one of the old buildings of the city that was simply just there. Though to Serena, it was kind of errie and yet mysterious at the same time. Even now as she stood at the mansion's front gate, unsure as to weather or not she should ring the buzzer. The wind picked up, and blew her long blonde hair, which was tied in its trademark twin pigtails all over. She moved her hand slightly to brush some lose strands out of her eyesight.
This place gives me a bad case of the nega-creeps. She held her purse close to her to keep it from blowing away. Serena was tired and worn, she'd spent most of the day searching for Darien, and had found neither hide nor hair of him. It made her so worried to be with out him even if it was for a few days. Though still, she was determined to find Luna, and find out just what in the world was going on.
Oh Darien, she thought, I wish I could tell you how sorry I am for what I did. Serena cast her baby blue eyes down ward. But I need to know just what is going on here. With that she looked back up, and pressed the button to activate the gate's electronic buzzer.
"Hello", she spoke into the little microphone that was above the button she pushed. "I'm here about a lost black cat." Serena paused for a moment, and opened her mouth to speak. Though at the same moment the gates slowly opened, revealing the long and winding path that lead up to the mansion.
"Well here goes nothing" She said to herself, and began the long walk up the path that lead to the place known as "Wayne Manor".
To Be Contuined….