Suggested changes: {before : after}
On Mon, 27 Oct 2003 19:08:00 -0600 Aaron Nowack <anowack@tulane.edu>
wrote:
Pluto shuddered as wave after wave of the images poured into her
supernatural senses. This was impossible - she hadn't seen uncertainty
like this since the final days of the Silver {Millenium : Millennium}.
Each potential timeline was multiplying, as each brought its own crisis
points, which branched out even further.
Something inside Hotaru snapped, and the Silence roared. Power flowed
through her, the power that defined who she was. The ground fell away
beneath her {feat : feet}, and she rose into the air. She could feel
the sigil burning on her forehead, the image that named her as the
harbinger of destruction. "Stay away!" Hotaru screamed, power arcing
away from her.
Nyxan bowed a second time. "You are too kind to your servants, Great
One. Tell us your desire, and we will {fulfil : fulfill} it."
And Metallia told her {worshippers : worshipers} what was required of
them.
The Senshi did not remember the Silver {Millenium : Millennium}. It
had been obvious that their recollection was poor, but Tamori had never
even considered that it might be that bad. Until today... yesterday
now, they had not even known what the Champions were fighting for.
Iris was gone. The Sailor Saturn of today did not even know that Juno
had existed. The vengeance that he longed for had been stolen away
without him noticing.
Tamori frowned as a sudden thought came to him. Why had his daughter
not told the Senshi of the past? She surely remembered it well. What
possible reason could she have for denying her sisters that
information? The frown deepened to a grimace. His daughter, he was
now sure, had stopped time, and most likely more. He had thought her
incapable of such feats. After all, that had been the point of the
compromise with Serenity the Peacemaker. By making Sailor Pluto,
rather than Senshi Saturn, the Senshi of Time, the forbidden powers
that had wiped away the Golden {Millenium : Millennium}. would be
forever lost.
Sailor Saturn was far to dangerous to be allowed to continue to exist.
Even if by some chance the deadliest powers of the Golden {Millenium's
: Millennium's} Senshi of Death were truly lost, the ability to
destroy worlds was terrible enough, even without the risk of falling
into the hands of a being like Pharaoh 90.
"You know what to do! Secure the area, then drain the humans. For
Metallia!" At the name of their goddess, the youma let out a roar and
hurried to {fulfil : fulfill} their assigned tasks. Orinas's smile
widened as he watched his followers expertly scour the area for the
humans, smashing open the glass doors of the stores that lined the busy
road. The road would not be busy for long, as two of Orinas's youma
were turning some of the strange metal and glass contraptions that
traveled along it sideways to block it. The screams of those humans
inside the selected vehicles were particularly delicious.