Luna and the mysterious girl go all out. The stranger holds the upper hand for a while.

Then, Luna does something dirty. Also, the girl's name is revealed.

Luna tried to move out of the way, but she couldn't. The stranger still had her under her infinite control. As the stranger zoomed towards her, she laughed maniacally. She was all ready to attack against a fully defenseless Luna. The stage was set up for their enjoyment. They would be fighting on Emerald Coast, away from everybody else. Nobody would watch the beating that Luna would receive. The stranger ran as fast as she could. They exchanged glances for a quick quarter of a second before she made her move. The stranger quickly slid under Luna's feet, performing a swift sliding kick, thus knocking Luna hard to the ground. Her face fell flat on the hot sand. As the stranger stood behind her, a long sheet of golden yellow hair shifted forward and grabbed Luna's leg. "What?" she said, struggling to get her leg free, but she was still under the control of that horrid person. The next thing she knew, she was suddenly being lifted off of the ground by her ankles and flung over to the other side. She hit the ground with the same intensity as before. She was being swung back and forth against the hot grain of the sand. The hits were constantly repeating as she took damage on her face and back. She landed on very dense rocks, which left dents in her face, and on her back. She narrowly avoided the edges of the very sharp, needle shaped rocks. She received small slices on her face from a few that she passed by. The stranger had her backed up against the wall now, and there was nothing that she could do to save herself. The stranger intensified the strength of the swings. The stranger laughed as she had control of the entire situation, swinging Luna back and forth against the sand with her hair.

"Hahahahaha! AHAHAHAHAHAHA! Come on! Come on, now! Is that it? Is that all you've got? Try to defend yourself!" she yelled. "What's the matter? Can't do it? Awwwww! Are you scared? Don't be scared! It won't last long, now will it?! HA!!!"

Luna was losing. She was being strangled and killed by a nobody; someone who didn't even know her; someone who was worthless in her eyes. It actually kind of scared her. She had never been controlled or beaten by someone. Especially someone she didn't even know or even heard of. Luna promised that once she got loose, that girl would suffer such severe consequences. She was being put off as a joke, just being thrown around back and forth like a useless rag doll. Just then, people started to come with their items and possessions, placing them on the sand. They put their large umbrellas over their heads, laid outstretched on their blue-green lawn chairs, and fell asleep as quickly as they came. All of these people came at the wrong time, especially being that there were kids here. These kids were playing in the sands and splashing in the water. What would little children understand about someone kicking the living crap out of someone? Nothing. They wouldn't be able to understand the brutal beating that she was experiencing. Immediately after coming to the beach, a man slowly walking onto the beach with towel and sunscreen in hand noticed the fight. He raised one finger up and pointed towards them. Many of the other people on the beach began to point and stare. Some of them began to walk forward and make a circle around the stranger and Luna, surrounding them and limiting them to an even smaller ring than they had before. This angered Luna and the stranger. It angered the girl stranger, but it did anger Luna particularly. "So, you people want to treat this like a sports event or something? Very well. If this is what you strive for, I'll turn this fight into a war."

The stranger heard these words. "What's that? A war? You want to turn this into a war, do you?" She found this opportunity very fitting for a full fight. "Fine! If it's a war you want, it's a war you'll get! WAR!!!"

Luna wasn't going to be beaten like this, and she wasn't in any condition to fight right now. She had to think of a plan to escape the stranger's clutches. "What in the hell am I going to do? I can't die like this. I won't allow it! Hmm," she said. She was deep in thought in her head; however, her body was suffering severe bruises and cuts. Her thoughts were fading fast with her physical body, and she had to quickly come up with something. "I've got it. I still have some of LRS – 2's teleportation energies within me. It's the only way to get away from this girl. Let's do it. Hmmhmmhmmhmm." She had very little of LRS – 2's energy, but she could at least teleport. She quickly reacted by slowly shifting her position slightly and teleported out of sight from the stranger. The stranger pulled her hair back to its original length.

"What? Where did she go? She just vanished! How?"

One of the spectators chimed in fear, "Maybe that thing was a ghost!"

"There's no way she could be a ghost, nor could she have had the ability or the strength to teleport. How did she do it?"

"Who knows?" another spectator said.

"It's got to be some kind of trick, or magic, or something!" another said.

"No, wait! I think I know!" a younger, more high-pitched voice said. It was Matt, the same boy that Luna scared away before. He thought that he had something. "She's probably an alien, and she's just as fast as Sonic. She might even be faster," the boy said. He began to ramble. "And, and, and she moved so incredibly fast, that nobody could see her and she teleported away from all of us."

The stranger began to stare at him in disbelief. "Listen. Do you really expect me to believe that pack of lies? Now, go back to your parents," she said with fire in her eyes. Matt was already sent crying in fear by Luna, now it was happening again by someone who he didn't even know. He didn't know Luna either, but at least he got a pretty good idea about her person. He ran from the group of people, crying and fleeing in absolute fear. The rest of the people looked at the female stranger with nasty looks, wondering what had possessed her to make that poor little boy cry. "Oh, I know what you're all thinking: What in the world possessed me to make that poor little boy cry? Why would I ever do anything so incredulous and mean and cruel as making someone shed some tears? Hypocrites. Hypocrites all stand in this circle and lie. You lie about the obvious little fact that you have been making people suffer every day and you have been slaughtering you loved ones and cutting them down with your words, yet you try to hide it? Do you think that I'll believe for a second that you are a righteous person; fully righteous to the words of your God?"

"Yes."

"We know that. You have no right to judge us like this."

"Hmph. Who the hell is going to judge you correctly? Your materialistic possessions and idealistic needs, or maybe it's your harboring halls and mansions and humble abodes? Well, that won't please you because your God is fake."

The citizens gasped in horror. Her words penetrated their bodies and pierced their hearts. They couldn't believe what they heard. She prepared to leave the beach because the people were annoying her, and Luna wasn't getting up. She seemed to have been defeated. "It seems like she's finished. I had better go."

Just then, a voice rose up and spoke, "You know, I must say that that was a very beautiful speech that you gave. I applaud you." The stranger turned around, eyes widened. She couldn't believe what she had heard. Luna was still alive. She rose from the ground like she was never hurt. After that beating that she suffered, she should have been long gone, but no. She was still here. How in the world was that possible? She was beaten to a bloody pulp, yet there she stood, standing up straight. "That was an amazing performance. I have to admit that you had me backed up against the wall. It's funny, too, because this is the first time that I've experienced this kind of pain before. It feels really lifting. Being in space for as long as I have, which seemed like forever, I never felt real pain before, so this is a first for me. I commend you for your brave fighting efforts, now how about it? Let's let bygones be bygones," she said. She held her hand out. The stranger looked at her as if she was crazy. Was she giving up like that? Just like that? It was all too easy. So she grabbed Luna's outstretched hand and shook it. Right then and there, Luna forcefully pulled her and kneed her in the stomach. The stranger kneeled, paralyzed in the sand, holding her stomach and coughing. She looked up from her weakened stance. "What are you looking at? Have you given up already? You said you wanted war? Well, I gave you war," Luna said. Then she sliced her across the face, knocking her upwards. Luna decided that it was time to take action. She jumped up above the stranger, picked out a little red trigger switch, threw it on the stranger's chest, and then immediately after, flipped the camouflage switch. It disappeared in an instant. She believed that she acted too fast to see what if the trigger switch landed. "I hope it landed. I'll have to check." She launched the stranger down to the ground and then landed on the girl. Luna constrained her hands and legs, holding her in place while she searched her for the switch.

"What the hell are you doing to me?" the stranger asked angrily.

"It's like you say, you have to be nicer to the people you meet. Don't forget; hold still while I do my thing. Hmm? Did you all of a sudden forget that? Now, then, my..." She tried to continue, but the girl constantly kept shaking and trying to get loose. Luna tried to make her stop. "Will you please hold still? Now like I was saying, my name is Luna. What's yours?" she asked.

Why did she want to know so bad? It wasn't like she was going to get anywhere. Maybe if she spoke up, Luna would get off of her and she could leave. "Fine. My name is Princess Olmeca."

"Princess Olmeca?"

"Yes, Princess Olmeca. There, I told you my name, now let me up!"

She continually struggled and fought trying to get free. Luna found it hard to hold her for long. She could feel her grip slipping. This girl has a bad temper, she thought. I have to keep her still. "Hey! Stay still for a few seconds. I need to see something."

"Well, see it later! Let me go, damn it," she yelled.

She's really pissing me off. This could've been over a lot faster than this. Come on, damn it. Hold still! I'll never get done like this...wait! I think I see it. There it is! Thank goodness. I thought that I had to deal with her again. I refuse to fight her again.

Luna jumped off of Olmeca, setting her free. As Olmeca turned and walked away, Luna let loose an increasingly evil smile. She chuckled menacingly. Olmeca turned around and looked at her strangely. "What's so funny?" she asked.

"Nothing," Luna lied.

To be continued...

This chapter was a bit difficult to do, but it's done. Chapter 8 will be a dit different.