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

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