Here we go again. Man I need to find more time:
Eclipse of the Moon 2: Purification Day
"Well, now that we're done with the important stuff, let's talk about
this new guy." Usagi clearly considered this minor as compared to Ami's
love life.
Prioirites are straight, I see.
"Well, he's strong and fast but not very powerful. Since we fought
Beryl we've
Beryl, we've
all grown.
Minako pulled out a measuring tape. "See, my bust is at least four inches
bigger. I think I've grown the most of all.'
"Oh yes. We will take him out," Minako muttered darkly, to low f
too
or
anyone else to hear.
Ohh. Ominous.
She had leapt to the scene with a flourish and a speech. Pearl, furious
that he was being interrupted again, had lashed out with power from
nightmares. Black Pain Energy was what he called his attack, and it
seemed equally capable of rending steel as flesh. She had ducked and
dodged as best as she could, her considerable martial arts training
helping her immensely. Still, she was not quite fast enough. She
enough; she (semi-colon looks better there to me)
She was almost died
had died
or
was almost dead
It had not ended there, though. At just the right time, a Venus
Crescent Beam Shower had hit Pearl straight in the back, making him lose
his aim.
back, throwing off his aim
The sinister black ball had flown straight into the air and
collided with tree down the lane, killing it instantly.
Ohh. Now lets see some plant righs activists start accusing the senshi of
murdering innocent plants.
"Ha!" Pearl had responded. "You pathetic fools can't stand against me!
I am Pearl! I remember when my Queen Beryl smashed you all, leaving your
corpses desiccated on the ground like so much trash!
Usagi: What's 'desiccated' mean?"
I have slumbered
all these long years, and now, I will have my revenge. Die Senshi."
Pearl had given his declaration added weight by destroying the store
upon which the Senshi had stood.
Not too shabby. Now if he had aimed at them and killed them, it would have
been even more impressive.
He seemed to realize this minutes into the fight. As time wore on, and
his attacks seemed ineffectual against the combined forces of love and
justice, he began to panic. Calling on the strength of desperation and
hate, and his immense reservoir of stolen energy, he ran, ducked,
dodged, and fought like a cornered tiger.
Better than a cornered sloth, I suppose. They really aren't that fierce,
even when cornered.
It might of ended there. The Senshi might have won relatively
painlessly and simply. An evil man would have been forever wiped from
the face of Earth, to be the bane of honest men nevermore. There would
have been a happy ending.
Psshhah. As if.
Was waiting for the other shoe to fall.
Instead, as Pearl desperately cast his spell of teleportation, the
Senshi lined up and as one cast their magical strikes against him. The
five multicolored streams of energy surged from open hands, wrapping
around each other 'til
until (spell it out, as a general rule, unless being used in dialogue)
A moment before the polychromatic death knell smashed into Pearl, a man
appeared in front of him. The energy collided with the newcomer's chest
and for a moment he was wreathed in a glow resembling St. Elmo's fire.
St. Elmo: Tickle me
Oops. Wrong Elmo. Never mind.
Then the energy dissipated and the unfortunate, and unintended victim
dissolved in a colored pool. The remnants of magic made his remains
appear metallic. Pearl, not one to look a gift horse in the mouth, got
the hell out of Dodge.
Bad news for the Sailor Moon bunch. And they thought the first one was
tough.
The man attacked.
He started sprinting towards them, eyes still flinty. As he crossed the
intervening space, he picked up speed. He arms swung up and down before
him in time with his steps, fingers together and hands flat.
Pretty good visiual description of the T-1000
Venus looked behind her as she landed on an empty trashcan. For
whatever reason the
reason, the
mysterious attacker had chosen to come after her.
Probably because she had the nicest rack.
"No, no, no. You need to be more assertive."
The Tuxedo clad man turned and looked at the speaker in confusion. Next
to him, also perched atop the roof of Little Wanker house of English
Food, was another dark and mysterious stranger. Difference was this one
had what appeared to be an M-16.
Oh dear. I think I know who it is.
He melted again.
Then someone smacked Mars across the back with a stop sign.
Oops.
The Senshi, frozen in shock, could only stare at him like deer in the
headlights. He had plagued their nightmares, terrified them when they
went to bed, and been lurking around the unseen corners of fear. The
single most sinister, vicious, most horrifying opponent they had ever
met. And now he was back.
Ah, a double-team effort, I see
The break was all the Senshi needed though. They came out of their
shock and instantly decided that a strategic retreat was called for.
Moon lifted Mars to her shoulders, and they ran.
Author's after note.
A B sharp, punctuated by a flam.
_<
Amusing, but short. Look forward to seeing more.
D.B. Sommer
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