Sailor Moon, Sailor Karma, Sailor Fate, Sailor Pluto, and Prince Darien stepped out of the black hole into the tower of Fate. "Geez, it's cold in here," remarked Sailor Moon.
"You did not feel the chill before when you were just a spirit. It takes a little getting used to, but hopefully while you battle, you will warm up," stated Karma.
Fate walked over to her crystal ball and put her hands around it. Smoke swirled in it, and images faintly began to appear. "Shoot, the evil energy around here is interfering with my powers," said Fate. She muttered to herself different incantations, and finally, a solid image began to appear.
"The scouts!" shouted Sailor Moon.
"Yes, and you see, their faces of fear—they must with the Reaper now."
"Oh no!"
"Don't worry, Prince Darien, Karma, Pluto, you, and I will all go down there this minute to free them. They are in the basement of the castle."
Sailor Pluto glared at Fate. "But what about Hades?"
"We shall help him afterwards when we have our full force back. Don't give me that look—I am sure this is the best route for us."
"Yeah, don't question Fate," remarked Karma. "Last time I did, I ended up working for her permanently."
Fate raised her eyebrow. "And I don't hear any complaints, now do I?" she said coldly.
"No ma'am."
Clearing his throat, Prince Darien said, "To the basement, then?"
Fate broke her gaze upon Pluto. "Yes."
The group began their path down the winding stairs…
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"Victims?" squeaked Saturn.
An evil laugh came from the shadows. "That's right. No one and nothing can stop me! I was promised a great reward for this—and I enjoy killing—after all, that is my duty, to take one's life from them. Then they end up here in the underworld. But this is a strange thing—live humans in the underworld. I suppose, though, since you are scouts, the surroundings do not affect you as much as normal people."
Uranus declared, "You had better not touch any of these girls! I will personally kick your butt if you do!"
Again, the voice laughed. "Seriously? I doubt that. I have much more power than you, feisty senshi. Which one are you? I'm going to bet you're Uranus."
"Yeah, that's right. And if you know that, then you certainly know I'm not one to be messed with."
"Let's find out." The shadowy voice moved in the darkness. The scythe came ever closer to the sky senshi.
"Space Sword Blaster!" The sword of Sailor Uranus appeared in her hand, and she aimed it downward to break the chain that held her hand bounded. It broke off, and she held her sword out in front of her.
The scythe raised, ready to strike. Just as it did so, however, a door opened and five figures ran into the room. "Dead Scream!" one of them shouted, and a bright purple orb blazed its way to the hooded figure holding the scythe. It shrieked in agony.
"Pluto?" chorused the scouts.
"Damnit, I forgot about you," hissed the Reaper. "I thought I had gotten all of the scouts—but who are the rest of you?"
"I am Sailor Moon, champion of justice. I shall right wrongs and triumph over evil—and that means you!"
"Sailor Moon!" the chained scouts chorused.
"Good grief, where have you all been?" asked Sailor Venus.
A rose landed in front of the Grim Reaper. "You are an evil spirit, determined on killing all that is in your path. I am Prince Darien, lover of the champion of justice. I am the guardian of Earth and all of the people in it."
"I am Fate—Sailor Fate—the one who watches over all life and helps to give people the justice in life."
"I am Sailor Karma, assistant to Fate. You shall receive justice this very day!"
"And I am Sailor Pluto, guardian of the underworld! You, dear Reaper, shall regret that you ever deviated from your original course!"
Pluto looked in Fate's direction. I know you can hear this, Trista thought. I'm going to free my fellow scouts. If you can distract the Reaper, I'm sure Sailor Moon can handle him. Pluto edged to the side of the room and waited for the right moment to break the chains.
Fate looked her way and nodded. She concentrated and a startled Sailor Moon jumped. "Don't worry," Fate whispered. "I'm sending you my thoughts."
Sailor Moon nodded upon receiving the instructions from Fate. "All right then! Grim Reaper, prepare to be moon dusted! Silver Starlight Crystal Blast!" A beam of silver light flew from her wand and hit the Reaper. A large flash brightened the room, only to dim again.
"Hahaha," the Reaper jeered. "Can you do better than that?"
"We just have to weaken him some more," muttered Sailor Fate. "Karma!"
The partner of Fate nodded. She folded her hands together and muttered strange, ancient words. Strange purple orbs appeared around her, about the size of her head, swirling faster and faster. "Iuris Umbra!" Upon these words, the orbs flew at the Reaper, crashing into smaller purple wisps.
Prince Darien dashed forth and swung his sword at the Reaper. Had the Reaper actually had a head, it would have been cut off; however, since it was spirit, only his hood was cut clean off. The Reaper screeched in pain, though, for the sword of Darien had the power of the Golden Crystal.
"Space Sword Blaster!" Sailor Uranus, having been freed from her bonds, joined in on the attack.
"That should about do it," Fate determined. "All right, Moon!"
"Gotcha. Silver Starlight Crystal Blast!" Again, the glorious light the silver crystal filled the room, but this time, it did not dim. The Grim Reaper shrieked in agony, before disappearing in black dust. "Aha!" shouted Sailor Moon.
"Sailor Moon!" Venus ran over to Sailor Moon. "OMG you're alive!"
The moon senshi laughed. "Yes, yes, Venus…it's a long story, but I'm here."
Prince Darien walked over to her. "Not bad. Is that a new attack?"
"Yep," Sailor Moon said, nodding proudly.
"Well, enough celebration," said Sailor Pluto sternly. "We need to finish this…and help Hades."
Sailor Venus asked, "Hades who?"
Mars sighed. "Honestly, Venus, didn't you pay attention in Mythology class?"
"Um, you mean that class with that one hot guy I liked, for like, ever?"
While all of her friends sweatdropped, Pluto rolled her eyes and headed towards the staircase.
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"Atta boy, Cerebrus! Get 'im!" Hades certainly enjoyed destroying demons. For his hound, especially, it was like a sport. However, the number of demons was considerably large. Hades was not sure just how many there were, but there seemed to be hundreds or more. His spirit, however, keep him fighting, for it was his duty to protect all that was below, and to make sure the underworld did not fall into chaos. Sure, it was one thing to save a life, but it was something completely different to save those who are already dead. "Ater Atra Atrum Bellus Mors Mortis!" Hades yelled. From his skull rod, a deep, silver glow with red stars erupted and shot towards the demons in front of him, knocking out a few at a time. It certainly looked like it would take a while to get rid of the pests.
From behind him, Hades felt a presence. Friend or foe? He turned around to find out.
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Iuris= latin for justice
Umbra= latin for shadow
Atra= dark
Bellus = beautiful
Mors Mortis = death
