So I found this Sailor Scout doll maker on the internet so you all get visuals next chapter ;)
Disclaimer-You know, I still don't own Sailor Moon. If I did, it would be just like this. Every author would have the rights to their characters, of course.
Warning- Bad language runs rampant in this chapter and probably the ones after.
In With the New VI- The Arrival
"Those are what we got to deal with?"
A hard scoff. "Is age finally catching up to you, old man?"
The man can feel the venom seeping out between those words. "My age has nothing to do with my vision. You're the next oldest after me, so I don't know what you're going on about." He smirks at her incredulous expression. "Old woman."
The empress reaches hands up to her temples and massages them tenderly; surely her Knights wouldn't do this now. She stands in the middle of her grand throne room, surrounded by six figures; three men and three women. The women stand on the right side of the empress, while the men flank her on the left. In the middle of the small group is a large vat filled with black water, projecting the planet Earth in its murky reflection.
"It's about time you all arrived here early for a change. I get tired of summoning you numerous times." The six figures each wince at the hostile tone in their leader's voice.
She ignores this and continues. "There is a reason as to why you're here, if any of you are wondering."
One of the women finger combs her fiery red hair and flips some over her shoulder, flickering her eyes over to her leader. "And what is that, if I may ask?"
"Our enemy no longer has the advantage on us. They lost their greatest weapons when the queens took over their thrones. Their defenses have been halved severely, and thanks to my sister, we know the exact locations where there are holes in their guard. Now that we know what they lack, we can easily eliminate them and take the crystal for ourselves."
"They must know that we've figured this out; not all of it but enough to make them suspicious of attacks." One man points out. The empress nods her head and motions to the vat in front of them.
"They do, actually." She sweeps her hand over the water's surface and the projection morphs into a scene of Earthling children, most likely teenagers. "They've decided to gather new sailor scouts for their cause. This is only a few of them, the rest are scattered somewhere else."
The six men and women peer into the vat at the projection and study the faces of the group. There is a mixed reaction from them, ranging from mildly amused to subtly annoyed. The empress' eyes scan the faces of each of her subordinates, gauging their reactions to the announcement. Some of their expressions are hard to read, but she's dealt with them for centuries so it's not as difficult anymore.
"You all know that the Pool of Sight does not lie, so what I'm saying is painfully true. If I thought otherwise about this, I wouldn't be showing you this right now. This will not be good for our cause if we let those queens regroup their senshi soldiers." The men and women all nod in agreement to their empress, knowing that she's right in every way, shape and form.
"What do you advise we do then, my Empress?" One of the women quietly inquires. The empress clears her throat and looks to her.
"I want you all to commit those faces to memory. As long as I breathe, there will be no new senshi to stand against me. I will take out Serenity and rule this solar system, then move on to conquer this universe. So my answer should be simple to you all: I want you to exterminate them."
Melody already knows that this is a bad idea. She knew it was a bad idea as soon as Kylie had suggested it, but for some reason she decided to go along with it. She really doesn't know how Kylie always manages to talk her into doing stupid stuff.
Right now the girls are walking down the busy street of Kylie's neighborhood, just walking up and down the block. The turquoise haired girl had come over to Kylie's house to help her study for a test that they had in Spanish on Friday at the raven's request. They had only been in the books for an hour and a half when the silver eyed girl stood, stretched out her limbs and declared they take a break. Melody had vehemently denied the request repeatedly but dropped her shoulders and caved when Kylie hit her with the puppy dog eyes.
Sometimes, she wonders why she's friends with the girl.
Which brings us to their current situation. Melody wraps her light windbreaker jacket tighter to herself as the early October breeze drops by and prickles her skin with goosebumps. Kylie flips her hood over her head to block the wind blowing at her back and tightens her hold on her dog's leash. Since they were taking a break, she had decided to take her German Shepherd out for a walk.
Melody stuffs her hands in her pockets and quickens her pace to match Kylie's. "You know this is a dumb idea, don't you?" Kylie's face twists into a quizzical expression.
"Why do you say that?" Melody motions towards the dog.
"You know Apollo doesn't like most of the people in your neighborhood. As soon as he sees someone he recognizes, he's going to try to weasel out of his leash." Kylie scoffs at the statement, making Melody's turquoise eyebrows furrow.
"He's fine Melody, you don't need to worry about him. He's well enough trained not to attack unless the person poses as a threat. I thought you already knew this." Melody shifts her gaze off to the side, letting Kylie's words sink in. She knows that Apollo won't sporadically attack someone and she's known that for a while, but she just can't shake the feeling that something ominous is looming over their heads.
"You're right." Kylie yanks on Apollo's leash, pulling him off old Mr. Banyan's lawn. That crotchety old geezer wont let them hear the end of it if he finds dog crap on his grass. The dog whines but falls back in step with his master.
"Ya damn Skippy I'm right. Have a little faith in me Melody."
"I guarantee no promises on that, Kylie."
The girls fall into a comfortable silence, the jingle of Apollo's dog tags making the only noise between them. The swift October breezes pick up speed and assault the girls with rough passes. Fallen leaves seem to dance as they are picked up and swirled around before being scattered across the neighborhood carelessly.
Melody tries to relax her mind and will away the idea that something bad is going to happen. It's a nice day out today, she's out with a good friend, so she should be enjoying herself right now. Yes, peaceful and positive though-
"FUCK!"
Melody is brought out of her positive thoughts abruptly. That sounded like Kylie screaming at someone, but who? She looks up and realizes that Kylie's zooming off ahead of her. She zips her coat up all the way and takes off after her; so much for positive thoughts.
"Apollo, get back here! APOLLO!" The silver eyed girl cries, chasing after her dog. The large German Shepherd is bounding down the sidewalk, hell-bent on capturing his target and ignoring all commands and cries from his owner. Kylie is racing after him, yelling at the top of her lungs and frantically waving his leash in the air, alerting people nearby that her dog is loose. Melody is right on her heels, calling out to the dog and trying to figure out what he's chasing.
The dog reaches the end of the block and rounds a corner. The girls reduce their speed and lean into their turns, to avoid falling and slow down their momentum. They hit the corner flawlessly and prepare to speed up, only to be stopped by a roadblock. Apollo had turned into an unkempt alleyway, littered with old garbage and reeking bulk trash. There are four large metal dumpsters lined up on either side of the alley, all overflowing with bags packed to the brim with waste. The bags scattering the ground have their contents flowing everywhere from being ripped and torn open by scavenging animals. At the far end of the alley, there is a rickety wooden fence that stands about eight or nine feet tall and runs straight into the ground.
Kylie takes in the sight of the alley, cringing when a rat scurries by in front of her. She can still hear Apollo's barks within range, so he couldn't have gotten far that fast. She might not want to do it but they need to cross this alley in order to retrieve her dog.
"We can probably catch him if we go around." Melody suggests, glancing to her friend. The raven's eyes are narrowed and she's staring off towards the rickety gate.
"He'll be too far by then. There's no other way Melody, we've got to go through."
And with that, Kylie grabs Melody's arm and pulls her into the alley. The stench from all the garbage and rotting food is freaking horrible, there's animals scurrying under their footsteps and what the hell is that? The raven leads her over upturned garbage bins, stepping over the remains that have spilled out. A family of raccoons peek out from inside and watch the two girls, with one emitting a giggle like sound when the humans leap over a pile of old dirty clothing.
Once the two reach their destination, Kylie releases Melody and the two examine the fence. A few of the boards are hanging freely from the others, while some litter the ground. Kylie pushes on some of them to find a weak spot. She lets out a little 'aha' once she finds what she's looking for.
"Apollo's stopped barking." Melody notes, surveying their surroundings. She keeps her eyes peeled for any suspicious because what if someone saw them come down here and try to harm them? If they did, they'd be up for one hell of a brawl because neither she nor Kylie are going down without a fight.
Kylie parts the weak planks as gently as she can, in order to get a better view of the other side. Apollo has stopped barking but it looks like he's sniffing for something under a dumpster. He's pawing and scratching at it until a black blur shoots out from underneath it and climbs the metal bin. The raven haired girl squints, trying to make out what the blur is; it looks like a cat. Kylie leans closer into the planks and stares at the dumpster top; a black cat with a weird fur marking on its forehead is…talking to Apollo? And he's responding to it?
What the FUCK?
Kylie can't make out what they're saying, since they're too far from the fence, but she can tell that they're doing more than barking and hissing at each other. She's still looking through the fence when she nudges Melody in her side. The triplet turns slowly towards Kylie, still suspicious of the area.
"You have to see this. Apollo's talking to a talking cat!" Melody slides into the spot in front of the peephole when Kylie moves out of the way. Her eyes widen and she steps back, confusion written all over her face.
"This doesn't make any sense. Why doesn't this make any sense Kylie?" The turquoise haired girl then proceeds to shake Kylie by her shoulders, blaming her for them being in this mess in the first place.
"It's not my fault! If I knew I had a talking dog, I would've told you first!"
The girls yell at each other for a another few minutes before a quiet whimper comes to their attention. When they look down, Apollo is sitting with his ears down and a sad look in his eyes. Melody releases Kylie and the latter bends down to re-attach the dog's leash to his choker.
Melody scratches Apollo behind his ear. "I guess he doesn't like it when people fight."
Kylie nods in agreement. "Yeah. I'm glad he came back on his own though; I would've been pissed if I had to climb that raggedy fence."
With a quick laugh, the girls exit the alley faster than when they went in. Apollo trots happily between the two girls, his ears high and his tail wagging. Another breeze drops in, but it's hitting harder than the previous ones. The girls zip up their jackets and flip on their hoods to combat the cold.
'"We should hurry on getting back to my house, the wind's really picking up."
Their pace increases and their strides grow bigger as they hurry to escape the wind. It's as if the faster they walk, the harder the cold wind blows. Thin branches on trees are blown off as the trees themselves sway in the strong gusts. The girls' power walking morphs into a small jog once tree branches start flying around in the sky.
"It's only October, why is the weather like this?" Melody wonders aloud. Kylie doesn't respond, noticing that it's just an hypothetical question and really doesn't need an answer. She wraps Apollo's leash tighter around her wrist and pulls him back when he starts to get too far ahead of them.
Melody's right though, in all the years they've been alive the weather's never gotten this crazy. There was that tornado a few years ago but that was only because King Endymion was in a fight with Neo Queen Serenity. What they were fighting about, Kylie didn't know but she knows that she doesn't want it to happen again.
Kylie's pulled from her thoughts when she feels her arm jerk backwards. She stops and looks to find Apollo growling and snarling viciously at something behind them. Melody stops as well and turns to the dog, trying to figure out what's upsetting him. He's baring his teeth and his ears are straight back behind his head. What could be making him so upset, Melody wonders, since there's nothing behind them.
Then, Apollo breaks off his leash and lunges forward.