Eheh. sorry about that Minna. Here's the reformated version of the
teaser I sent earlier.
One slip was all it took. One instant of holding back because
her enemy was human and not a monster.
Mina felt the sword punch through her guts, cold like lightning
running through her and up into her heart, and then staggerd back,
collapsing off his blade in shock.
It hurt, but not as much as the realization that she was dying.
It wasn't fair, really. She was susposed to win, she was Sailor V, and
she was stronger, faster than this man, she knew it. There was no way
she was susposed to be killed by some maniac with a sword. There was
so much left she wanted to - no, needed to do. And something
else...something she needed to find - someone she needed to find.
Love. That was what. She hadn't found love. And now she was
dying and it wasn't right, she knew it wasn't right that somthing as
simple as a swordfight could kill her, and the darkness was rising up
as the killer approached. She fought with every weapon she could
muster, every ounce of strength and skill and will to hold back the
darkness and it wasn't enough. she needed more. Desperately she
reached for anything to hold back the darkness and touched something
ancient.
It was like touching light. Something deep within was there,
more than enough power for anything at all, but blocked off, walled
away.
As her conciousness began to fade Mina tore at that barrier
within, and it cracked.
Petrov was smiling, as he reached down to make shure the girl was
dead He may have broken the rules by using the gun, but in a few
moments Connor McCloud would be dead, and he would be that much closer
to the prize.
It was while he was savoring that dream and checking the girl�s
now non- existant pulse that he first became aware of what would be his
emminent demise, as the girl�s body twitched under his fingers.
She made a tiny wimpering sound in the back of her throat jerked
a little, and then her eyes snapped open, no longer blue, but a
seathing, furious gold glaring at him across too little space.
What looked like a teanaged girl but wasn't grabed him by the
throat with one hand and threw him fourty feet, slamming into a wall
with enough force to break both shoulder blades and more than a few
ribs.
After falling the half story from where he�d hit the wall to the
floor, he stood, shaking in agony, desperate to get up while a
cacophony of voices rang out around him, screaming something he didn't
understand.
But he did understand the gesture the girl was making, the same
one she'd made to throw those golden bolts that had destroyed his gun,
and dodged as well as he was able, lurching sideways from where the
blast should have been sent.
But the girl didn't throw the bolt. Instead, as the golden glow
collected before her fingers, she grabbed it and squeezed, and the
light erupted from her fingers, forming a sword of energy that hung in
the air with a sound like a silver chime.
Venus didn't hesitate, flickering across the floor to attack him.
With both arms mostly useless, Petrov was little threat, but he was
healing fast, and desperate, and the instincts of the leader of the
ancient Senshi were wise enough not to leave such an opponent living,
even if Minako was not.
She struck his head off with a single blow, and stood gasping as
his corpse toppled sideways, a nameless dread building in her as the
onrushing darkness faded from her vision.
All around her something had been released from the man, a flood
of energy, pouring into her, memories, thoughts...power...blotting out
the only now returning world, overwealming her with the thoughts of
someone she wasn't. And the only way she had to fight back was with
the memories of the person she was and fifteen years wasn't enough.
She needed more, and reached for it, where she knew it would be hiding
behind that now cracked barrier and with a final soundless snap the
barriers separating her old self from her new fell completely away, and
all the memories of Venus poured into her mind.
She was screaming with the pain of it - the lightning that burned
into her was agony, but that was nothing compared to the assault on her
mind.
And that was completely eclipsed by the agony of what Venus had
lost, so long ago.
All about her a reign of violence raged throught the warehouse,
as the power of the quickening and her own pain touched off the power
of Venus.
Cresent Beams erupted from her skin in waves, ripping through
steel and concrete, while the lightning tore the windows asunder and
her own voice tortured the air.
Then, finally, agonizingly, it was over, and Minako collapsed to
the floor, unconciousness coming so swiftly that she missed the first
stirings of Connor Mccloud's return to life.
Sailor V/Highlander
A Youma Blues story
Silver Memories
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In all this sun bright madness takes its toll please have exact change the
world tomorrow is another day like today the skies weep blood because the
sun is god it hurts to be in love with something that isn't there again
today like it wasn't yesterday is a memory of sorrow without joy to the
endless sea between the stars have fallen to earth and burned my hands
holding my dreams back from the empty darkness inside out of control and
screaming your name.
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Http://www.geocities.com/Tokyo/Bay/8762/index.html
Gamlain, transuniversal courier & Hero for rent Gamlain@airmail.net
In all this sun bright madness takes its toll please have exact change the
world tomorrow is another day like today the skies weep blood because the
sun is god it hurts to be in love with something that isn't there again
today like it wasn't yesterday is a memory of sorrow without joy to the
endless sea between the stars have fallen to earth and burned my hands
holding my dreams back from the empty darkness inside out of control and
screaming your name.
Of course, my homepage is at Http://www.geocities.com/Tokyo/Bay/8762/index.html