This fic is a piece of rabid-dogshit written by 2 jerkofffs on AOL who've
never seen Sailormoon before(_N_O_T_M_E_!_!_!_), and is therefore perfect
for MSTing purposes. 

WArning: Ultra-violence, stupid plot, inane sex, lots of swearing. Enjoy.




Prologue 2
Sam Burke was in dire straits. He was stuck in Japan, where everyone
called him �Guy-jin�
or something. It was a few years after he had lost Twitch. After losing
another partner to crime, he had decided to leave New York for a while.
That old fart, Cog, had only shook his head and said, �You�ll be back.�
Like that meant anything.
Sam had tracked a suspect named Flynn to here. You could name the case as
a conspiracy theory, but it was the only thing he had going  at the time
and decided to follow it. Sam had also heard of an urban myth, one about
magical girls that fought with the power of love or some shit like that.
It sounded a little too much like the spice girls fad from last year, but
after all that business with Spawn, however, it didn�t seem so bad. Not
compared to guys who ripped mafia hitmen�s hearts out. And so now here he
was,  in Tokyo, looking for the guy who may have instigated the whole
damn media mess that had been the presidential sex scandal a few years
ago. Why Flynn did what he did was obvious: he had all the markings of an
abused child. Sam didn�t care much for that. He knew from years of
experience that child abuse was a curse passed down from abuser to
abused, and that sometimes the only cure was a bullet.
But that was the least mysterious of  the case he had on this guy. For
one thing, he moved like he wasn�t human. He had to. After using up all
his favors and using  a couple that _weren�t_ his, he had gotten a file
on how he had escaped custody. According to the file, the agents sent to
patrol him were massacred. The thing of it was that both had gotten off
at least a full clip each; and there was a lot of Flynn�s blood on the
wall. But the psycho still managed to kill them and be out of there
within 5 minutes. When looking for the deceased agents� files, there was
nothing. And, Sam had found a bug on his car 2 days later.
The whole thing smelled coverup. When Sam Burke added all the other info
he had gathered to it, it all stank of government conspiracy, the kind of
stuff even A-6 didn�t even handle. And the only way he could prove
anything was to find this killer.
Sam took a bite out of his huge sub, silently wished those magical girls
luck, and waited for the victims to start piling up. 
Chapter 1
It was a beautiful sunny day in Tokyo. At the mall, a group of friends
ate lunch and watched the people skate on the skating rink a level down.
Usagi looked at her friends(altogether; Usagi, Ami, Mamoru, and Makoto)
fondly, and took a huge bite out of her food. Makoto bigsweated. �Um,
Usagi-san, don�t finish that all in one bite.�<what a great day,> she
thought.<Friends with me, a sunny day, and I�m even getting used to being
a superheroine. Maybe, everything is finally going to be alright from now
on.>

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�Okay, this is it. I want Sytiracon�s group to cover any and all exits.
The rest of you, cover Joel while he sets the charges. _I_ will take care
of any, heheh, opposition."
The person who spoke this to his small army was wearing civilian clothes:
a Korn t-shirt and some baggy jeans. His forehead had a tattoo of a
blood-red upside down crescent on his forehead, however, and it had red
teardrops running down to his eyebrows. He had blond hair and
bluish-green eyes that were rapidly glowing dark emerald , changing back,
and pulsing again, which showed just how excited he was. For today, he
would strike back at that queen bitch Serenity, which had tormented him
so long, saying that it was to �heal� him. What bullshit! And to top it
off, she had left him to die during the black moon crisis. But now, it
was payback time. He had escaped after a painfully long time, and had
trained offplanet. Through a lot of work, he had gotten all he needed,
not to mention that his family was sure happy to see him home 2 weeks
later in _their_ time.
Sytiracon, a dark-haired, stocky and well built man with a collar around
his neck, stepped forward." Sir, I would rather lead the attack alongside
you.""Why? So you can stab me in the back? No, I know you too well for
that, my slave_,"
the hell-bent commander sneered. Sytiracon attempted to control himself
and suppress the urge to rip out his throat.<He DARES call me slave!!!>
The people of his race never, under any circumstances, called another
slave. The slave-collar, now encircling _his_
neck, prevented him from polymorphing into his true form, and the
elf-stone in his heart let the hell-spawn practically give him a heart
attack whenever he wanted. And he had done that as well, as sadistically
curious as a child ripping the wings of a fly, bringing him to the edge
of death. 
Sytiracon stepped back, his eyes promising revenge, while the accursed
demon's eyes followed his, mockingly. "Well, now that that's in order,"
the hellspawn known as Flynn said after Sytiracon withdrew," Go out there
and have fun! Kill as many civilians as you want, we're gonna bomb the
place anyway, but leave the Sailors to me. Now, let's go!!!!!!"
He followed his men out, practically quivering with anticipation.
<I always looooove killing peoples, heehee!>

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Usagi felt something tap her shoulder. It was Makoto. "Usagi, there are
people -with guns- at the doorways. We better transform." Usagi took a
quick glance and nodded, numbly. Any minute now, someone would see the
thugs, start screaming, and they would have a situation on their hands.
And someone did notice, as they all quietly snuck off  to whatever
secluded corners they could find. 
And, in mid-transformation, they began to hear, at first one solitary
scream, gunfire, and more horrible screams, and just as horrible
gunfire...................... 

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While the thugs picked off anybody that they thought might become a
problem, Joel and his two guards set pipebombs on walls. Some had
gasoline canisters attached.
Joel, after wiring the whole place to blow(on his remote command),
finally made it to the Ice skating rink. "Kill them," Joel commanded the
guards as he pointed to the fools who were stil on the rink. Like
shooting fish in a barrel, the grunts gleefully disposed of the skaters,
who pathetically slipped around, trying to run away, until being bloodily
cut down by gunfire. Once they were all dead, their corpse bleeding all
over the ice, Joel poured the rest of the gasoline canisters onto the
bloodstained rink.
Joel smiled."OK, let's get the hell outta here!!"

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Flynn walked around, surveying the damage with glee.<But-where is _she_?>
He soon saw a mall security guard run at him and shoot. Flynn felt
piercing pain in his chest and thought he was going to collapse. Then, as
always, the nano-bots in his bloodstream, with their horribly defective
version of the kessen-chu, began to slowly, painfully, repair the
ruptured skin. He said,�Nice aim. Here, play with this,� and threw a
spiked ball at the gurad, the spiked ball began to buzz, and spinning
incredibly fast, and moved into the guard�s crotch area. As the guared
screamed and Flynn giggled, the buzzing morning star, completely
chunkified the guard�s genitalia, putting it through the equivalent of a
meat grinder. Then it finished, as a shred of the dead guard�s testicles
*splat*-ted against the wall. Flynn emoved his spiked ball from what was
left of the guard�s body and switched off the spikes, while laughing and
quipped, �Bet you though the worst problem you�d have today would be two
teens fucking in your bathrooms, huh?�
His question was answered as Sailor Jupiter came running at him, with
what appeared to be a mixture of anger and malice showing on her face.
"Your reign of terror ends NOW!" she screamed as she ran at him,
preparing an attack. 
An enormous sword seemingly appeared out of nowhere in Flynn's hand, and
he sidestepped S.Jupiter with amazing speed."Correction," he said as he
brought the sword down on the back of her neck. "It's just  _Beginning_."
The split-second of pain before decapitation left her face in a permanent
scream, of surprise and anguish, as her head cleanly popped off her body,
and a geyser of dark red blood gushed out of the bloody stump.
A scream of "Jupiter, NOOO!!!!" was the only thing that alerted him to
Mercury. It was all he needed, as he spun around to meet her attack. His
gauntleted fist slammed into her abdomen, lifted her up, and flipped her
over his back.    
He turned around and took a look at the wounded, but not quite dead,
senshi. She was struggling to get up, covered in blood; both hers and
Makoto's; and felt a hand stroke her hair playfully, then jerk it up, as
he pulled her up to her knees. He studied her for a moment.<Hmmm.She
isn't dead, but will lose consciousness soon. And I've always wanted a
personal slave....>
His musings were stopped short by Sailor Moon appearing on the bloody
battlefield. From the bloodstains on her suit, and the tears pouring out
of her red eyes, she had been attempting to help the innocent bystanders,
and hadn't succeeded much. Her eyes met his; her's reflecting outrage,
his, amusement. "So, you gonna make a speech or what?" he said jokingly,
still holding Ami by the hair. " Aw, screw it." He dropped Mercury and
launched an attack:"NOVA BEAM FIRE!!!!!!" Suddenly, a wall of white fire
erupted towards her, and Flynn took pleasure in her pitiful attempts to
get cover from the blast. He followed it up by pulling a _huge_ gun(think
Rotarr's gun; that is, if you've ever seen it) out of a fold in his cloak
and firing at her. He was clearly not aiming not directly at her, but
rather bouncing the superheroine around, toying with her like a cat with
its prey.     
A red rose sprang out and hit Flynn's gun, like an arrow. Flynn threw the
gun away, where it exploded due to an overload caused by the rose. Tuxedo
Kamen hovered, angry and vengeful. Flynn nonchalantly glanced at him and
said, "Hey, you're part of the Nipponian Ambiguisly Gay Duo, aren'tcha?"
The Demon's mocking attitude infuriated him. "Your reign of terror will
stop here, you sadistic bastard, I swear!" he yelled. "Oh, I'll stop,
alright, but only when I say so, Bishonen." Flynn pulled out a gun he had
and trained with for just the occasion. It was a .380, loaded with
expanding bullets, which the Hellspawn unloaded in Tuxedo Kamen's face.
BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM!
TK's hat floated in the ar as his head first was literally hollowed out,
spilling blood, brains, and  pieces of skull out the other end and
causing him to scream until his mouth began to dribble blood out the side
, then eventually cracking in two as the body fell, bathed in his own
blood. Due to some strange nerve that had been hit , his left leg still
kind of jerked a bit.
{Author's Note: I still don't feel that this is gory enough, for some
reason. What do you think?}
The samurai began to laugh. Only one thing left to do.<No,> he thought as
he saw Mercury's comatose body. <Make that two.>

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He dragged Sailor Moon to the railing overlooking the skating rink."You
know, it's kinda sad that your other friends aren't here. I'll have to
get them later. Ah, here we are. You see that Rink? It's filled with
gasoline." He then dropped a cigarette lighter onto the rink, causing a
fire insulated by the corpses.
"I wonder what'll get you first; the fire, the impact, or both?
Unfortunately, I'm gonna detonate this place in, oh, 180 seconds, so I
won't be able to watch." He pulled her close to him and hissed, "It's
payback time, Your Majesty," showing for the first time real anger at
her.
Then her threw her over the railing.

Sailor Moon then plunged, screaming,  to near-certain death............. 

Chapter 2
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 "get that door open, dammit!!"screamed det. Sam Burke.
The mall.Once a place for teens to have a brake has been
turned into a slaughter house.Sam knows how flynn works,
and that there's no point in looking for survivors.Still,
he hopes that someone made it.Sam reaches for his revolver,
and blows the lock off.As Sam charges in, thousands of 
people stare at him with a question of sanity.Flynn has
been doing this for a year now, and they know that he always
leaves behind a few small packages.Sam's eyes quickly 
survey the area.The scene has him disgusted and impressed at the same
time.After all, know one has ever hit such a big place
so quickly.Even the notorious Billy Kincaid couldn't have
pulled off so many murders.Sam has noticed one fault with 
flynn.he always sets the clocks to 2 min. on all his bombs.
So, Sam figures he has 45 sec.he hears screaming at one end.
Sam sprints as fast as he can to the ice rink.there, he
see's a woman.She's crawled to one side, luckily where Sam
is standing.He scoops her up, trying to be gentle to the fire
wounds, and busts through the doors.a med vac is right outside.
Sam lays her down, and tries his best to clear the spectators
away.Too late.The mall shakes the earth,sending people
that didn't heed Sams warning,through the air.Luckily, 
only a few dozen were killed.Unfortunetly, this mall was
the main attraction to kids, moms, teens, and geeks.over 1
thousand people were in that mall every hour,and this time
of day is rush hour.Sam, in all the horrific things he's
seen, admits to himself that smiling burnt babies were the
worst.But he knows something even more disturbing.He has
no evidence.Flynn has been kept a secret by the police.
when this stuff happens, they say it was a missile, followed
by "those damn dirty Russians!!"{note:its the future}
those that don't believe the lie, or survived one of his
attacks, mistereoulsy die.So, in other words,for the past
year,Flynn has gotten away with millions of unexplanable
deaths.The person they rescued?She'll be dead tommorow,
and not from wounds.Sam hasn't ever understood the cover-up,
though.I mean, why would the government not stop him?
the last time Sam tried to find out,he was warned to 
"keep away"by a groggly man.The man was unrecognizable,
since his face was covered.Sam promises himself that this
time will be the last time.He slams his door shut, and heads
for the hospital, hoping that the witness can talk.If 
she can't, then those dead people will once again be
covered up.{Only he and the witness know of flynn.}
"i'm sorry, mr. Burke, but the patient is still resting."
"Sam hisses a cold remark, and sits down."fuck you
Bill Clinton."He remembers that the last year of Bill
Clintons career, after admitting he had an "affair"
with Monica Lawinskey, he had passed a bill saying that
if you don't find out who the murderer was in any situation
within three days of the murder, than the case is closed.
Why he did that, know one knows.Sam has a hunch that it
had something to do with his affair.Sam figures that Lewinsky
knew Flynn, and while the president was cheating, she 
asked him to keep his murders a secret.Thats when Bill asked her to keep
their affair a secret.Sam also figures Flynn
and Lewinsky were somehow "related", and she didn't want him
in jail.Thats also the reason she would even think about
having sex with that old pervert.afterwards, that also explains
Monica's death.Bill had her killed for admitting thier 
affair.but, since Bill had already made a law that laws cannot
be reprevoked, we all got put in the crapper.The only 
chance Sam has of getting Flynn arrested is that woman.
"how long till i can go in?"he asks." "in about 5 hours."
damn."and how long till she can talk?" "a day or two."
damn again.Sam realizees he is now royally screwed.
He knows that he can always get a permit, but thats when Bills
other law came in.You have to wait a few days to get a search permit.
But in a few days, it'll be too late.She'll be dead, and Flynn will 
once again narrowly excape his grasp.
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in other places...
"whataya mean exotic dancin isn't proper?Max, fix 'er
or i'll give ya another one of those jolts in yer pants.
The painful kind."Max heads up the stage."wait, wait,
let me.Flynn runs up, knocking over max."sorry, pal, but
you were dragon me down!get it??aww, screw you."Flynn 
reaches for amy's panties, and gets slapped in the face."you jerk!!
get away from me!!She hits him right where it counts.
max slightly giggles."Honey, what was that for?I'm just
youre average criminal.Don't want to much.Come on, after today,
i deserve a brake.p.s.decided to take a brake with you!! love,
Flynn." "youre a wonderful poet, honestly." "shut up, max!"
when he turns back, Amy see's that she has to get close to
him to learn his tricks.She puts her finger in her mouth,
and reaches down Flynns pants.Max utters,"those were the good days..."
soon, Flynn is all over Amy like a monkey in mating season.
He reaches his hands onto her pants, and rips them off,
gently curessing her pussy.His tongue circles her nipple,
and glides all over her body.His finger makes its way into 
amy's pussy, and feels the soft, wet liquid flow out.
Her mouth fits over his cock, and blows hard.He can't help to
think this is the best sex he's ever had.
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in other places....

  Sam sits and waits an hour, watching as people rush in and
out.His chair scoots closer to the radio.the singer is screaming
"i will....let you....I will let you dowwwwnn!!"
He can't stand the song, so he changes to a station more his style.
"in other news,another missile was fired off today,and
managed to land right on a mall.Heres what witnesses have to say:
"well, i was walking along, and like, i saw all, like these people 
going in and out of the mall dressed in black carrying guns--what??"
the announcer yells."guys with guns?but they said it was a missi-"
the announcer is cut short, as yelling is heard in the 
background.He hears the announcer yell "what kinda cop are you?"
followed by gunfire, followed by static.Sam is gone in 5 seconds.
he fumbles with his keya, and jumps in his buick.He blazes his
sirens, and heads back to the mall....

                        what will happen?
                can flynn get away with the crime?
                        come back soon.



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