UsAgI iS dEaD uSaGi Is DeAd HiP hIp HiP hOoRaY
by DARK DAY FOR ANIME

Diclaimer - Sailormoon is owned by Takeuchi Naoko and Bandai, so these characters really belong to them.  I'm just abusing them in a manner most would describe as nothing short of scandalous.  I hope nobody sues me for it.  I have better things to do with my money.

Part Two
There Is Something About The Way You Float....


	"Usagi, if you don't study hard, you'll never graduate, and if you don't graduate, how do you expect to become Serenity?"
	"Shutup, Luna!"

	"You know its your fault that you don't arrive at these meetings on time."
	"Shutup, Rei!"

	"You know, if you keep eating the way you do, you'll end up looking like those dumplings you so adore."
	"Aww, Mamo-chan....  You're picking on me...."

	"USAGI!!!!  HOW COULD YOU COME BACK TO THE HOUSE WITH TEST RESULTS LIKE THIS!?!?!?!"
	"Awwwww....  But Moooooom...."

	"You know, there really are times when you are totally useless in a fight.  Try learning some combat skills."
	"But that's not my job, Haruka....."

	"Why in hell did you sleep in so late.  You knew we had to meet in town at nine o'clock."
	"Sorry, Mina-chan...."

	"Have you ever considered a thesis on professional ineptitude?"
	"What did you say, Setsuna?"
	"We really need to do something about you.  At this rate, you'll never become Serenity."
	"Huh!  Well its my destiny.  There's nothing you can do to change that."
	"Destinies can be altered.  Its a fundamental aspect of my existence to understand this truth."
	"Have you ever considered psychotherapy?"
	"Yes.  Several times, in fact.  Unfortunately, I already know what the outcome will be, so there really isn't much point....."
	"Well, if you know the outcome to everything, why question my abilities to become Serenity?  Eh?  Tell me that!"
	
	Oh, if only you knew....


	Setsuna walked down the darkened street with a darkened mind.  She held out her left hand.  The hand from which she cast a beam of energy that ended the life of Tsukino Usagi.  The first candidate for the (currently open) position of the Moon Princess/Neo Queen Serenity.

	The first candidate.  The one who inherited the most direct soul-line.  And she killed her.

	There were times, she thought, that she really hated her job as the Guardian of Time.  As that time had passed within this era, the visions of Usagi as Serenity had slowly faded from her view.  Not that such a future should have been possible.  She'd already seen Usagi, having taken the mantle of Serenity, sitting upon the throne.  And yet, those memories became nothing more than visions. It was an ominous sign to her that things were about to change.  Very fundamental things.  She shivered....

	She'd talked about this with the other Outer Senshi some six months ago.  She didn't know if they really understood, but they seemed to come to some consensus that Usagi was not panning out to be a very good candidate at all, despite her good heart.  Setsuna had managed to keep from everyone their memory of the Rights of Succession, the rules that stipulated that the core circle of senshi could veto a candidate if she did not live up to expectations.  No longer.  Within days of first discussing this, she brought the other senshi together, both inner and outer, and told them the full truth.

	Of course, at that time, there was no intention of actually killing off Usagi.  Such a concept would have been anathema to them all.  But then Setsuna started receiving further visions....  Of what Usagi would do if they tried to force her to give up the position willingly.....

	It was not pleasant.  Usagi, having been imbued with the power of Serenity, could do with them virtually whatever she liked.

	When Setsuna told them about this, they didn't believe her.  Surely Usagi would be more understanding than that?  So Setsuna forced them all to see what it was she was seeing.  The effect upon the other senshi was stunning.  Their horror at the method of their deaths sent them mad for several days afterwards.  Only Hotaru seemed willing to speak with her.  But of all of them, Hotaru was the most accustomed to the concept of death.  None of them, however, believed that Usagi would do THAT to them just because they wanted her to give up becoming Serenity....

	Several days later, after much soul searching, it was reluctantly agreed.  Usagi must die.

	Setsuna rubbed a hand over her mouth.  Perhaps letting them see her visions was a bit much.  They were nothing more than potential futures, and there were an infinite number of possibilities when one is dealing with time.  But she was more than capable of dealing with all the various possibilities.  She had been doing it for night on an eternity, or perhaps a little longer.  The others....  It was something they had never had to experience before, and it concerned her how much these visions were imbued into their collective psyche as if they were an existent memory....

	There was a slight breeze, and Setsuna felt the chill of eternity.  It was not the first time she had killed a candidate.  Each and every time, she hoped it would be the last.


	High above her, a spirit flew by.


	Jadeite sat in the loungeroom of his apartment, slunk deep within a black vinyl chair, listening to the stereo.  He didn't recognise the music being played.  His lights were off, so all he could see was illuminated by streetlights shining through the window.  It was a good thing it was his day off.  He hated to think he'd stayed up all this time waiting for a ghost for nothing and still work the next day.

	He stared out of the window.  He had known what was going to happen to Usagi and had done nothing about it.  He should have felt no pang of guilt, after all, he used to be her enemy, and a particularly bitter one at that.  Its just....  Since the death of Queen Beryl, more of the old Jadeite, the Knight of the Silver Millenium, had taken over.

	He could never bring himself to attempt to return to that inner circle, after what had gone between them.  It was especially hard when he remembered Mars....  Now it seemed she had taken up some of the bitterness and nastiness that had eaten away at him when Beryl infected him with the power of Metallia.  He placed a hand to his face and sighed.  Destiny was a cruel master, indeed.

	He turned away from the window, and saw a figure, partly illuminated, standing on the opposite side of the room.  It gave him a start.  Where the figure was not illuminated, he could see the wall behind....  A better example of a ghostly figure he could not have found.

	"You're back."  He said, rather unnecessarily.  The figure said nothing.  "I expected as much."  He continued.  Still the figure did not speak.  He sighed and turned back to the window.

	"Did you know?"  The words were soft, almost inaudible.  Jadeite didn't turn to look at her.
	"I suspected..... something was going on.  I have been keeping track of you and your former friends."
	
	There were a few more moments of uneasy silence.  Jadeite finally looked back at the figure, who was now sitting against the wall, face between knees.  "You did nothing to help me."  She said.  Jadeite shrugged.
	"What could I have done?"
	"Nothing, I suppose."
	"To have attempted to intervene would surely have invited my own death.  I am, after all, considered an enemy."
	"You could have tried to warn me....  About what was going to happen...."
	"Would you have listened to me?"
	"No.  No, I suppose I wouldn't have."
	"Indeed."

	Usagi began to sob.  It was chilling to listen to.  Jadeite had once heard such sobbing before, within the halls of the Moon Kingdom's palace.  The tears of the dead were the most frightening sound he had ever experienced.

	"Don't start crying, now."
	"What else am I supposed to do?  Everyone I trusted...  Believed in...  LOVED...  Has turned against me.  More than that, they had me killed.  KILLED!  Why?  What was I to them all?"
	"Merely a candidate for the position.  You didn't know about the Rights of Succession, didn't you?"

	Usagi looked up at Jadeite.  "What?  Rules of what?"
	"The Rules of Succession."
	Usagi shook her head.  "I can't....  remember such a thing ever having popped into any of my conversations with the others."

	Jadeite sighed.  "The Rules of Succession are there to protect the so-called dignity of the position of being Queen.  It stipulates that you must be of at least average intellect, physical stamina, health and social skills to at least have a look-in at being the Queen.  If not, then the inner circle of the senshi may veto your ascent to the throne."  Jadeite bit his lower lip, pausing for effect as Usagi began to take this in.  He continued.  "It has not been unknown for candidates who are failing to meet these criteria to refuse to give up their position.  Many have felt.... robbed of the opportunity, even if they were the direct descendant of the previous crown.  At those times, it has not been unknown for the candidates to be.... dispensed with, so to speak."
	"Killed, you mean."
	"Indeed."

	Usagi spent several moments chewing this over.  She then turned to the stereo, which was still playing softly.  "Thats beginning to annoy me, switch it off."
	Jadeite sighed and got up from his seat, stepping over to the small sound system and switching it off.  He turned around to face Usagi, only to find her standing beside him.  He almost jumped with fright.
	"Don't do that."
	"What?"
	"Creep up on me.  You know you don't make any sound when you move around."
	"Why is that?"
	"As a mere spirit, you don't have any physical substance.  You can't touch anything, so therefore you don't make any noise."

	Usagi frowned.  "I can't touch anything?"
	"Indeed."
	"So how am I able to walk across the floor?  How was I able to pull the door to Rei's room from its hinges?"
	"Eh?"  Jadeite looked puzzled.
	"When I was at the shrine....  when I was listening to them....  I grabbed hold of the door, and wrenched it off its hinges by accident."
	"Well, that's not possible."  Jadeite thought for a few moments.  "You're sure it wasn't your imagination....  That the door wasn't about to come off its hinges anyway?"
	"No!  I'd grabbed hold of the door and pulled back.  The door came with me."

	Jadeite scratched his nose, then reached forward, placing a finger firmly on Usagi's shoulder.  Her form radiated waves from the touch.  Usagi stared at the waves, a little scared.
	"What the hell is that?"
	"Something I just suspected."
	"Eh?"  Usagi watched Jadeite as he took his hand away and stepped back into the middle of the room, crossing his hands behind his back.
	"It would seem, Tsukino Usagi, that you're not entirely dead yet."
	Usagi stared at him as if her were mad.  "What the hell are you talking about?  Half my body has been spread across the school courtyard, the rest dragged away to the local morgue.  I must say, thats a pretty good sign that you're dead."
	"But your soul hasn't accepted the fact, as yet."
	Usagi swallowed.  "And that means....?"
	"That you're not completely dead yet, which is why I can see you.  With the powers given to me by Queen Beryl, I had the capacity to see that which existed in the half-state.  It didn't happen very often, because there weren't enough beings around who had sufficient energy within them to retain a sense of physical existence without them having a body."  Jadeite turned to Usagi.  "You can thank the powers of Serenity for that.  Despite being physically killed, your spirit was protected by those powers.  Powers you still have."

	Usagi shrugged.  "What good are they to me now?  I can't use them."
	"But you could if you were to find another body."
	"Another body?"  Usagi croaked.  "How in all the realms could I even hope to find myself another body?"
	Jadeite smiled, holding out his hand.  "I know of a way.  Follow me."  Usagi stared at the hand suspiciously for a few moments, then took it.  The physical sensation of being able to touch the hand was incredible, like the sensation one got of touching something with a numb extremity.  Within moments, Usagi found herself floating through an ether, following Jadeite to whatever destination he had planned.


	Ami tossed and turned.  It was not a peaceful dream she was having.  Usagi's hands around her throat, slowly throttling the life out of her.  Then, feeling the sensation of Usagi's power flowing into her.  Her chest heaved, then exploded with a fury of blood and flesh.  She tried to breath, but her lungs were no more.  Usagi dropped her like a rag doll, and she pitched forward onto her face.  Unable to breathe, unable to move, conciousness began to fade with the pain and then....

	She sat up with a short cry.  Everything was dark but she knew she'd woken Minako.  She hadn't chosen to sleep over at Rei's, but her mother thought it best to allow her to mourn the death of a good "friend" with others that she knew.  Minako sat up, rubbing her eyes and rubbing drool from the side of her mouth.  She, clearly, was not all that unhappy about being woken.  For several moments, Ami clutched her chest.  It was there, thank Kami-sama, it wasn't sprayed all over Usagi, it was still in one piece....

	"Bad dreams?"  Minako asked, quietly.  Ami turned to the voice.  Her eyes had grown accustomed to the dark, and she could see Minako staring at her.  She nodded.  Minako sniffed.  "Yeah, me too."
	"I dreamt...  I had a dream of the vision...."
	"Of Usagi killing you?"
	Ami simply nodded.  Minako scratched her head.  "Yeah, so did I.  Guess we'll never be totally rid of her.  She'll haunt us to the ends of time."
	Ami shivered.  "Don't say things like that.  I feel bad enough about it already."
	"We all agreed to do it, remember?"
	"You weren't there to see it happen."
	Minako nodded.  "True, but we still agreed on this matter."
	"I'm still trying to figure out why we agreed.  It just seems strange to me that we should suddenly want to kill her, after all that has happened...."
	"Yeah..."  Said Minako.  "I've wondered about that a couple of times."  Minako lay back down again on her futon.  "I guess we all knew those visions Setsuna gave us to be true.  That that was what was going to happen...."
	"I guess you're right...."  Ami said quietly.  Slowly, she stood and walked over to the door.
	"Where are you going, Ami-chan?"  Minako watched her.  Ami slowly slid the door open.
	"I'm going to get some fresh air."
	"Don't wake up the others."  Minako warned her.  Ami nodded aside and stepped out, quietly sliding the door shut behind her.  Ami stared into the darkness.  The sun would be up soon, it was already about 5.30am....  She stared up into the sky.  A crescent moon was visible.  What a joke, she thought, almost as if it were mocking her.  She sat for several moments, breathing mist into the air, on the edge of the steps to Rei's room.

	Then she stood up and stepped back into the room, the cold driving her back to the warmth.  As the door slid shut behind her, four figures which had been standing on the shrine wall in the darkness turned grimly to each other.

	"Should we interfere in this matter?"  Said the slightly arrogant one.  Another shook its head, and replied in a soft and gentle voice.
	"Not yet.  Not now, anyway."
	"We KNOW what is going to happen.  Why shouldn't we interfere."  Said a third in a slightly whiney, immature tone.  The soft-voiced one put up a hand to calm her.
	"They are more powerful than we are.  Now.  Later may be another story.  The best we can do is watch and wait our opportunity."  The other three reluctantly nodded, and the leapt from the wall, disappearing into the night.


	Jadeite and Usagi arrived at their destination.  Despite the decay and destruction that had been ravaged against the building, Usagi clearly recognised it as the fortress of Queen Beryl.

	She could not detect the presence of evil that once existed here.  With its master gone, the fortress became just another ruin, its cold, dark walls mirroring the cold air within.  Only Jadeite seemed bothered by the cold, though, for Usagi felt nothing.

	"So, Beryl's old Palace Fortress."  Usagi wondered aloud.  "Been a while since I was last here."
	"Same here."  Jadeite said as he guided her through one antechamber into another.  Before long, they had made their way to a large set of wooden doors.  Usagi could feel a gentle aura eminating from behind the doors as Jadeite unlocked them and pulled back with all his weight to open them.  Usagi shrugged as Jadeite slowly inched the doorway open, and slipped through the doors unhindered by such things as solid matter.

	She found herself in a small antechamber, at the centre of which was a cylinder of glowing green fluid.  Pipes and cables ran from the cylinder to a platform nearby.  Usagi wondered at the purpose of such equipment.  She was answered as Jadeite, panting with the exertion it took to open the door, stepped into the chamber.

	"The Youma Clonery."  Jadeite said triumphantly.  Usagi turned to him.
	"What was that?"
	"This was where most of the Youma we sent to attack you were spawned.  A body generation plant."
	
	Usagi bit her lip and pointed to the equipment.  "Umm....  Does this mean you intend to give me a new body by using this stuff...?"
	Jadeite nodded.  "Of course.  It shouldn't effect you negatively, since the powers that generated the Youmas' souls is well and truly gone now."

	Usagi looked dubious.  "I don't like this idea very much."
	"Why not?"  Jadeite looked indignant.  "Wouldn't you like to have a new body?"
	"Well....  yes....  But..."
	"Then why are you so reluctant?"  Jadeite sniffed and stepped over to what looked like a bank of controls.  Usagi watched him as he began to run his hands across the button and controls like some demented pianist, a smile coming to his face.  In the background, she could hear a noise, not unlike a generator powering up to full operational speed.  "Ah yes, its been so long since I've had an opportunity to use this baby."
	"A long time?"  Usagi stared at him as he looked up and smiled at her.  "How long is a long time?"
	"Since Queen Beryl had me sealed away."
	"Oohhh..."  Usagi didn't entirely understand what Jadeite was talking about.  She'd only heard, from roundabout sources, of Jadeite's fate at the hands of his former Queen.
	"So, uhhh, what do we do?"  Usagi glanced at the cylinder filled with the green fluid.  The fluid was now filled with rising bubbles, making it look even more like something out of a mad scientist's laboratory....  Jadeite chuckled.
	"You just step over on the platform over there."  He pointed to the platform that was connected to the machinery.  He smiled and rubbed his hands together.  "Ah, she's working as well as the day I built her."
	"You built this?"
	"Yep.  Beautiful to behold, is it not?"  Usagi could swear Jadeite was rubbing the controls with a lustful gleam in his eyes.  Usagi shrugged and floated over to the platform, where she made an attempt to place her feet.  The middle of the platform was a circle made of some brown-black metal.  If she'd had a body, she could have felt its coldness.  She looked up at Jadeite, who put his hands up as a gesture of readiness.
	"Alright now...  Don't move from there."  Jadeite flicked a couple of switches and looked back up at Usagi.

	She could feel a tingling sensation running through her spirit.  It was strange at first, but it slowly became warm and soothing.  Before she knew what was happening, her form melted into the metal disc of the platform.  Jadeite nodded and looked down at the controls, flicking a few more switches.

	Within the cylinder, a body began to form, like building blocks slowly being assembled, they formed the trunk of the body, moving up to the shoulders, head and arms, and down to the legs.  Slowly, a physical approximation of Usagi began to form, her hair, loose and unstyled, beginning to float freely within the fluid, which had changed from green to a warm pink-orange.  Eventually, the body was fully formed.  Jadeite smiled with satisfaction as he hit another couple of switches.


	Usagi could feel herself seeping into the solidity of the new body.  A sense of wholeness returning to her being, mixed in with something else....  For a moment, she had a vision of light and darkness, mixing together, melding into a pallid gray.  And then she was absorbed into the gray.

	It was like drowning.  Every fibre of her being was in pain.  But soon the pain was gone, and she could see something....  A vision....

	Herself and Rei.  She was standing over Rei, who was badly injured.  Beaten to a pulp, more like.  She was glistening with some fluid that was letting loose vapour.  Usagi struck a match and tossed it towards Rei.
	Rei was alight in seconds.  Screaming in fear and pain and agony.  She tried to roll, to put herself out, but it was hopeless.  Usagi picked up a petrol can  that was sitting beside her and tossed on some more fuel.  Then she laughed.  Laughed in sheer pleasure as her one-time friend fried to a crisp.  What a fitting demise, she thought.

	Herself and Minako.  She held onto the blond-haired girl by the throat, with one hand.  She held her over the edge of a tall building.  Minako, like Rei, had been beaten badly.  She struggled with all her remaining strength as Usagi tightened her grip.  Something had to give way.  There was a cracking sound, and Minako spasmed, going limp.  Usagi let her go and watched as she fell to the ground, shattering into a bloody heap when she got there.

	Herself and Makoto.  This time Usagi was hurt.  Damn the strength of that girl.  But Usagi was stronger now.  Makoto lay in the darkness of the night beside a park fountain, bleeding heavily.  Where Usagi had thrown her.  Slowly, Usagi staggered over to the larger girl's body and lifted her, pushing her towards the fountain.  There, she grabbed hold of her hair with both hands and shoved her head into the fountain pool.  For a couple of minutes, Makoto struggled, trying to pull her face from the water.  But Usagi was stronger.  She gritted her teeth as Makoto bucked and kicked.  Usagi felt herself drooling with the effort.
	Eventually, Makoto went still.  Usagi let her go and stood back, watching the girl in case she was foxing her.  But the larger girl made no move to take her face out of the water....

	Herself and Haruka.  Like the others, she was beaten to a pulp, lying face-forward on the living room carpet of an apartment, somewhere.  Usagi was standing back, watching the older girl try to lift herself to her hands and knees.
	Usagi dived forward with her hands in crooked claws.  Thrusting them into Haruka's back.  Haruka let out a short cry as her chest cavity exploded over the carpet.  She collapsed onto the floor.  She was dead in seconds.

	Herself and Ami.  She had almost succeeded in gaining mercy from Usagi.  Almost.  Usagi slapped her around the walls of the school gym a couple of times.  Each punch, each belt, extracting blood.  Then she grabbed Ami and threw her to the floor.  Ami spun to look up at her attacker, and Usagi thrust her fingers into the girl's chest.
	She trembled with pleasure as Ami's chest exploded over her.

	Herself and Michiru.  On the dockside pier, she'd pounded the older girl into submission.  This one had put up less of a fight than she'd expected.  Slowly, and deliberately, she spun the semi concious girl around, facing over the side of the pier, and slit her throat with a small knife she'd kept in her skirt pocket.  Then she dumped her body over the pier, watching the water-senshi's body sink into the depths of her element, a raft of blood spreading outwards.

	Herself and Mamoru.  This had been painful.  She'd tried to win back his love.  But he had rejected her at every attempt.  Eventually, they were forced to fight.  And he died when she cut him in two with her arm, glimmering with power like a shining blade.  His two halves falling from the top of the tower where they had stood.  Usagi wailed with grief.

	Herself and Naru.  She had pursued the girl from classroom to classroom.  Eventually, she had trappd her in one of the school offices.  Naru was hiding underneath one of the desks there.  Usagi dragged her out, kicking, screaming, begging for mercy.  This girl now contained the power of Serenity.....  It made Usagi feel ill to watch.  Usagi thrust her fingers into Naru's skull, and she ruptured all the way down her body....

	Herself and Chibiusa.  The wretched child that no longer looked like her.  Her brown locks tied up in the style more reminiscent of Usagi....  Usagi tore out that hair from the little girl's scalp, then broke every bone in her body.  Finally, she smashed her head in, trembling with anger, fury, and most of all, self-hatred.

	Herself and Hotaru.  The younger girl had almost succeeded in stopping her.  The mysterious powers of Saturn were not to be taken lightly.  Twice Usagi had succeeded in resurrecting the darker side of Hotaru's nature.  Oh how good it would have been to have used Hotaru against those that remained....  And now, after laying waste to a large area of Tokyo City, the two of them stood alone.  Yet not alone.  There was someone there....  A woman....  Setsuna....

	And she spoke

	"This is but a possibility of the future.  One of many...."

	And the eyes of Usagi's new body began to open.

	And the cylinder exploded.

	Jadeite was blown back against the wall of the chamber, hitting his head.  He sprawled over the ground for several moments, groaning as a light filled the room from where the cylinder had been.  Jadeite registered that the light was moving towards him, and made an attempt to open his eyes.  Whatever it was that had been generating the light was almost too much, and he screwed his eyes shut as he sat up.  He felt gentle hands holding his shoulders.

	"Are you alright, Jadeite?"  Came a gentle voice.  Jadeite opened his eyes again and noticed the light was gone.  In its place, kneeled next to him, was a naked Usagi.  Solid and real.  He copped at least ten seconds eyeful before he was slapped into looking the other way.
	"Sukebe!"  Usagi gritted her teeth and stepped back, the fabric of her sailorfuku appearing around her at the merest thought.  She stared down at her clothes, smiling.  "Well, that is certainly something I never thought I could do."

	Jadeite turned back to her and stared in surprise.  "Neither did I."  he said rather blandly.  Slowly, he got to his feet, rubbing the back of his head.  "Ooohhh...  That hurt."  He turned to see the wreckage of his machine and hung his head.  The cylinder and much of the equipment around it was irrepairable.  "Oh well, it was good while it lasted."  He muttered to himself.  He turned back to Usagi, who was looking at her new body appreciatively.

	"I have to say, Jadeite, you certainly know your stuff.  This one is even better than the last one."  She looked up, smiling.  "Well in terms of its physical dimensions, anyway."
	Jadeite smiled.  "I take it you're satisfied with the outcome?"  Usagi nodded.  "Hmm, well you better have been.  I'd hate to think my blessed machine bought the farm for nothing."
	Usagi looked back at the machine.  "You mean it wasn't supposed to have happened like that?"  She blinked in confusion.  Jadeite chuckled.
	"Of course not.  Can you imagine the cost of repairs and maintainance if it did that every time it spawned a new Youma?"  Usagi shrugged.
	"I guess that would be a little on the expensive side."
	"So I'm wondering why it chose to do it this time.  Maybe it couldn't take the powers of Serenity that went with the insertion of your spirit into the body...."
	"Whatever the case, I'm alive and well again."  Usagi smiled, then her face went dark.  "Of course, everyone back in Tokyo thinks I'm dead.  It'd be something of a surprise to them all if I turned up alive...."  Something within Usagi made her smile at that thought.  It wasn't the kind Jadeite was used to seeing on her face.  "Indeed, they will be MOST surprised to see me again...."  Usagi rubbed her chin.  She looked up at Jadeite and snapped her fingers.  "Jadeite, we shall return to Tokyo immediately.  It is time to devise a plan on how to make the lives of the sailor senshi incredibly difficult."  Usagi smiled and she walked through the doorway, followed by Jadeite.

	Within him, he could feel something he had not felt since he had been sealed away by Queen Beryl....  The power of Metallia, guiding and commanding him.

	And it emanated from Usagi.

END OF PART TWO



Notes

I keep changing the direction for this story with almost every paragraph.  I almost felt I was losing direction somewhere along the line as I wrote this.  Oh well, I very rarely go past first drafts due to a total lack of patience on my part.

In the next chapter, I may contrive to give away the identity of the mysterious figures that were standing on the shrine wall.  Then again, I may not.  I shall, most certainly, show what happens when someone you think you've killed makes a return from the grave.  The Inner Senshi are in for a bit of a shock....  And if you think that's bad, its nothing compared to what Setsuna is going through.

^_^

Any comments, criticism and outright abuse should go to ayanami@merlin.net.au

All abuse shall be forwarded to my bin.  ^_^

DDFA