[Scene: The Hen Tie Forest. Zoi is being chased by seven monsters that look like giant mutated bears. He's running fast, but not as fast as he can. The idea is to lure them away far enough away from the Hen Tie fairgrounds to avoid risk of injury to or discovery of his Shitennou nature by any of the human bystanders.]
[Far in the distance he can see the O'Sama mansion, and in spite of himself he blushes at memories of all the pleasant evenings he has shared with Kunzite.]
[He looks back and the monsters are still rushing after him. He's fairly certain there aren't any humans around, so he teleports away, to sit cross-legged on a sturdy sequoia bough high overhead.]
[from this this vantage point Zoi smiles and takes a good look at them. Their bodies are huge and covered with black fur, with two waxy black ridges that look like ugly scars on either side of their spine. Their faces have six beady eyes, their feet look like lions' feet, and their tails are long at snakelike and come to a sharp, steely point.]
[Zoi whistles to get their attention. The monsters all come to an abrupt stop and stare up at him. He grins as a twirls a curls of his hair around one finger]
Zoi: I'm not sure which pool of industrial waste you dollar-store-reject-Godzilla-monsters slithered out of, but since those paws of yours don't look like they are much good for climbing, I do believe I'll take a little catnap.
[The scars on the creatures backs unfurl to reveal they have wings like a bat.]
[Zoi stops fiddling with his curl, which snaps like a spring upon release]
Zoi: You have got to be kidding me.
[Zoi teleports away as they take to the air, flying straight for the bough, and reappears back on the ground, running to the O'Sama mansion.]
[Functioning wings on creatures that large? There is no rational scientific explanation for that, so the creatures must be supernatural in origin. Zoi glances over his shoulder as he runs, confirming the monsters are still in pursuit. He vaguely recalls Kunzite telling him to teleport to safety and get one of the more senior Shitennou to deal with problems like this, but Zoi still feels he has the situation well under control.]
[Besides, this will be the perfect opportunity to prove to his overprotective husband once and for all he isn't still some decorative little flower unable to hold his own in a fight.]
[As he reaches the entryway doors and throws them open, he hopes there is some sort of supernatural security system in place that will kill or disable the creatures pursuing him. But the sound of things crashing behind him as he races though the hallways on foot seem to indicate there is not. No matter. His mind has already formed a plan on how to get rid of these monsters on his own.]
Zoi: Hey. Over here.
[He grips the huge iron ring that opens the massive trap door to Neffy's winecellar, and pulls it open, then trots just far enough down the stairs that they know to follow him.]
[Once in the cellar, he teleports to the very center, floating about six feet off the floor with his legs crossed. Surrounding him are rows upon rows of dusty oak shelves, containing bottles of both common and rare vintages, as well as huge casks and barrels of fine wines, beers, liqueurs and brandies.]
[Zoi grins angelically. It satisfies him to no end that in the process of eliminating these monsters he will be able to help his dear brother-in-law fight his drinking habit.]
[Zoi whistles again to get their attention and waits until the monsters are all inside the cellar before he uses telekinesis to slam the trap door shut and then seals it with a thick sheet of ice.]
Zoi: Please forgive the lack of wingroom. I must apologize that this room isn't as well suited for flight as the outdoors were. Well...not unless you can levitate, of course.
[Zoi giggles and stretches himself to a upright position, still floating in the air with his knees folded so his legs are bent back and conjures up a tornado of sharp, icy petals. His eyes glow with a demonic fire and his hair whips about his face as the glass bottles on the shelves explode and the wooden casks split, dumping gallons upon gallons of dark fluid onto the floor.
[The monsters draw back, as close to walls as they can get, no doubt assuming the attack is directed at them. It is only when the alcohol forms a pool about two feet deep, that Zoi conjures up a fireball between his hands and tosses it to the floor.]
[Zoi laughs cruelly as the monsters below him dance around, trying desperately to avoid the flames. They they unfurl and flap their wings, but there is not enough air for them to take flight. They leap for the shelves and casks but only succeed in knocking them over.]
[The movements become more frantic as the stench of burning hair reaches Zoi's nostrils. It's entertaining in small doses, but get dull after a while so he takes a moment to inspect his cuticles, keeping one eye on the mayhem below. He remembers Minako's warning that something bad happens when the monsters die, so he is prepared to teleport away in an instant, but the monsters do not seem to injure easily, so Zoi guess there is still a lot of time to kill...]
[Then the ice sealing the door shatters as the cellar door explodes open.]
[Zoi stares toward this new complication with openmouthed indignation as four teenage girls in traditional German costumes scamper halfway down the cellar stairs.]
Ami: BUBBLE SPRAY FREEZING.
[Zoi puts his hands on his hips and gasps in outrage as an icy spray erupt below, putting out all the flames, and focusing the monsters attention back on him.]
Zoi: JUST WHAT THE HECK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING?