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quirkysmuseTitle: Second to Gods
Chapter (2): An Age-old Evil
Author: Quirkyslayer
Fandoms: Sailor Moon, Inuyasha, Fruits Basket
Genre(s): Action/Drama
Warnings/Spoilers: Character spoilers from Chapter 97 of the Fruits Basket manga.
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Akito Sohma had died that day when she lost the complete connection to her family, and now, in the 30th century she is reborn into a simple civilian who dreams of power and greatness. She runs away from her home to prove her worth, and she joins Neo Queen Serenity's Royal Guard. While she is training, she and the Senshi encounter an internal darkness that has been reborn on Earth and looms to destroy the kingdom. This power was Naraku, once sealed and now active in Neo Tokyo. He comes to Akito in disguise and appeals to her darker side. It's up to Akito to learn what is right, and to overcome deception and make up for the darkness in her former life. Naraku/Akito.
Notes: Thank you to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
foamyfan15010 for the beta job.
Alternate Link: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2825456/1/
Second to Gods
Chapter Two: An Age-old Evil
The ancient land sighed and then went silent. The wind felt bitter and disconcerting as the group of warriors looked up at the looming concrete statue of their finished battle.
“It is regrettable,” said Kikyou neutrally, though her tone rung unsettled and mirrored the feelings of everyone there. She added with a tint of bitterness, “But there was no other way.”
Before them the evil that had once ransacked the land was paused and inanimate – his face contorting in an unwanted end, but his eyes glaring with vengeance. He was angular and molded, sealed against a huge rock and hardening over as the spells of Kikyou, Kaede and Kagome’s power melded him to the surface and served as a permanent mystical adhesive. Naraku was not destroyed, and they just couldn’t do it – not when he had finally gotten grasp of the completed Shikon no Tama.
Kikyou had tried to bet on this, that she could destroy him once he was wholly tainted from the jewel. She had even bet that Midoriko had faith in the same odds.
They were both were the losers in the end.
Naraku went on a rampage, weakening everyone and bringing even the mighty Sesshoumaru to his knees. His newly modified sword had failed him, and it lay in pieces at his side. His body was shattered and a gaping hole was pouring out blood from his chest. As he recovered, Rin and Jaken hovered around him protectively and listened in silently to the post-battle musings. He continued to glare at the sealed monument that was Naraku. He had doubts, anger and shame swirling within his copper eyes. He watched as the monk and the aging miko began fortifying the seals and building a temple around Naraku’s frozen encasement.
“So we’re just going to leave him like this? Why can’t we just destroy it?” Inuyasha raged as he lifted up his sword to give it a swing.
“Don’t!” Kagome warned. “Remember what Kikyou said! None of us have enough power to destroy him. If you swing that sword around you’ll just break the barrier and then we’re back to square one.”
“She’s right, Inu-kuro,” Kouga said as he leaned against a tree and struggled to stand on his bloody shins. His legs had been ripped through, and he no longer had the power of the Shikon shards.
“Besides, even if you did release him again, we’re not at one hundred percent. We have too many injuries, and we’d be sitting ducks if he were free again,” Sango added.
“But the Shikon no Tama is stuck in there,” Shippo said, seemingly more interested in Inuyasha’s reasoning than everyone else’s. “We can’t just leave it there.”
“We have to,” Kikyou replied quickly. She stared intensely at the stone prison. “The Shikon no Tama’s power is sealed again. I can no longer sense it.” She ran her hands over the stone surface of Naraku’s armor. “It appears we only had enough power to seal the jewel along with Naraku, and not completely destroy it. The battle inside the Shikon no Tama is easier left dormant than free to continue on. And none of us have the power to destroy it.”
“We could have used it,” Inuyasha responded with a hoarse, sour voice. He stabbed the dirt angrily with his sword. “We could have used it to make a wish.”
“We couldn’t have, Inuyasha.” Kagome looked at him piteously, and Kikyou turned her head from witnessing the small, intimate moment. “Naraku was too strong and with the jewel he was even stronger. We just couldn’t get it back from him.”
Inuyasha growled, and his fists clenched. “Dammit! So it’s just going to be a draw? We’re going to end things here and call it a fucking stalemate?”
“It appears so, Inuyasha,” Kaede answered him when others just looked on with mutual sorrow.
“I won’t accept it! I won’t! What if other demons come here and try to free Naraku? What if he one day frees himself? Huh? And what about the Shikon jewel? Others will want to come here and claim it, and some idiot might release him accidentally!”
“Inuyasha,” Miroku reassured in a soothing voice. He put his hand on Inuyasha’s shoulder to comfort him. “We’ll make sure that doesn’t happen.” Miroku turned his head and stared pensively at the monument. “If we have to plant trees and blockade this with many heavy stones, we’ll see to it that this place is guarded and sealed until someday, someone more powerful than we are can defeat Naraku. I hope in that day the world can finally be rid of the jewel and Naraku.”
Inuyasha relaxed his shoulders and sighed in exasperation. He still appeared to be angry, but he grunted in reluctance to their plans. There was really nothing else they could do. He released a weak laugh.
“Is that even possible Miroku? I wonder if there’ll be any one person that’s powerful and pure enough to defeat Naraku.” He looked around to everyone who fought beside him. Some were his close friends, and some were not. Either way, none of them really had the purity and potential to take Naraku out. Not even together could they defeat him.
And for that day when Naraku returned, he prayed and hoped for a miracle.
---
Akki rolled in her bed restlessly throughout the night. She envied her fellow soldiers who slept peacefully from the daily exhaustion, for her nights were plagued with darkness, and she was besieged by dreams of pain and horror.
Drenched in cold sweat, her body always felt unnaturally hot, weighted and suffocating from an invisible net of violet fog. It pinned her down in her bed and laughed at her, and she struggled, whimpered and screamed for it to free her, to release her from the chains she felt around her wrists and ankles.
Haunted, she struggled and fought the whispers that had seeped into her blood and electrified her nerves.
‘Kill them all. Take what is yours. Your place is above them. You belong to me.’
It cackled – so much it laughed and touched her mind, like sliding fingers down cold shivering flesh.
She did not want it. She did not want it…She did not want it all!
‘Nononononononono...’
Her pain was muted – a flicker of fading red among a sea of black.
She lunged, using all the force she could muster in her body and muscles – she lunged, her hands out and her nails clawing. She would rip out the eyes of her assailant – she would tear out its phantom voice.
And as she lunged, she began to fall…endlessly into a frozen dry pit that fell forever until her skin was ripped from her bones completely and she met the end.
She opened her mouth, expectant of echoes, and she screamed in a hollow voice. Then someone pulled her back, and she felt a sting.
“Wake up, Tenshou-san!” she heard a voice, and Akki unconsciously clutched her cheek. Her bunkmate, Naru Masaki, was hovering over her with her hand in the position of a slap. Naru was giving her a deadly stare.
“Wha –“ Akki choked out, and then glared at the people staring at her around her bed. Her cheek still stung.
“How the hell are we supposed to sleep with you screaming all the time? We have to get up for conditioning exercises at 5 o’clock sharp. If you’re having nightmares, ask your superior for some sleeping medicine!” Naru lashed at her.
Akki glared at her and sneered, “It’s none of your business. “
“The hell it isn’t!” Naru seethed, and she seemed to have a group of soldiers surround her and share her displeasure. Akki would have laughed at that – that it always seemed like groups were ganging up on here – but now was not the time for such thoughts. She should punch Naru for slapping her, but Naru did have a valid point.
“I’m sorry,” Akki said dejectedly, sounding pitiful and melancholic. Some people relaxed and stared at her with mild compassion, and Akki inwardly smirked to this. If there was one thing she could count on, it was the peaceful ideals of Queen Serenity’s people to care for those less fortunate. Her dejected act seemed to be working. “I’ll go talk to Sailor Pluto in the morning. I’m really sorry.” She reached over and clung to Naru’s shirt. Naru appeared stunned, and she looked at Akki with a quivering lip and eyes welling up with tears. “Please Naru-kun, don’t hate me.”
Naru froze and then smiled weakly. “Um…I couldn’t hate you, Tenshou-san. I’m just … worried about your health. Please go see a physician about your nightmares.”
Akki nodded, and then rose from her bed. “Maybe I should go now, so you can all get some remaining hours of sleep.”
Naru had glanced over at the wall and noticed that it was 2 o’clock, and if they went to bed now, they could still get some sleep in.
“Maybe it’s for the best,” Naru nodded in agreement. The girls in the bunk room moved out of the way as Akki slowly moved to the door, still appearing weak and disturbed. She would milk their sympathy for all she could too, and then she would remember how they treated her and get them back later.
She walked out the bedroom door and down the hall to her right, exactly in the opposite direction of the medical ward. She continued on barefoot to the outside training grounds of the Royal Guard’s housing facility. She felt the breeze pick up and blow around her face. It had been hot yesterday, and Akki liked the cool feel of the wind on her face. Sometimes, she felt the wind hum in her ears.
The stars were illuminating the blue-violet sky, and the mountains regaled as solid ink blots in the distance. She moved toward them, feeling their majesty and admiring them for what they stood for – strength, longevity and power.
She followed a path through a forest just outside her training facility and visited an old Shinto shrine, protected by time and mystery from the forest. Often times she came here because it was quiet and the atmosphere seemed ancient and godly. When she was here, she was wholly at peace.
She kneeled in front of a small shrine and clasped her hands and prayed. She felt connected to the shrine somehow and felt drawn to the inscription on the front.
‘To all who come here, beware of the vengeful god that once roamed this forest. His power shall not come to pass. Tread not those who have even the slightest bit of darkness within their hearts – for it is his food and he will devour those willing souls. Instead glow with purity and peace, bid your respects and move on your way.‘
But she would never be on her way. She would sit and stare at the shrine that was affixed to a large stone behind it. The closer anyone got to the shrine, the heavier their muscles felt and they could not reach farther.
An ancient magic dwelled there, and she found it tantalizing. Akki had reached out her hand several times and tried to touch it, but something always whispered her to stop. Someday, she knew she would touch the shrine.
‘Touch it.’
Her blood grew cold, and the air was still. Whispers sang in her head again, a residual melting heat from her nightmares.
‘Show them you’re better than them. Touch it.’
She swallowed. No, she had to be dreaming again! Did she fall asleep outside the shrine? She had never heard the voices when she was awake.
‘Touch it and find the power you desire.’
The wind cackled, and Akki shivered in fright.
‘touchittouchittouchit ...’
The suffocating net returned and her brain felt pressurized, restrained in the outside while a foreign will accosted her and became her own.
Her arm lifted, and she felt wetness seep from her eyes. So many forces were fighting in time invisible to the outside world – but she felt it just the same.
“No,” she whispered. But her hand did not obey her. The small dormant darkness that caked the walls of her heart energized, pushing through her psyche, hungry for a fresh return.
‘Touch ...’
And her finger pads scraped the surface of the shrine. She felt a fizzle of energy, and then she backed herself away as a hollowing wind drowned the sounds from her ears. She quavered and couldn’t stop as she stared at the shrine with trepidation.
The air was silent and nothing appeared to be changed. But Akki knew better – something was off and she could feel the cool, soothing aura of the ancient magic melt and crackle away. The wind picked up, and there was no longer whispering – only laughing.
And before she could get caught for what was wrong – what she assumed she’d get in trouble for, she ran back to the training facility in hopes of the warmth of her bed.
She knew that she was guilty of something, but her mind was numb and tired and she couldn’t think straight. Akki was hoping that she’d wake up tomorrow and it’d all be a dream.
It was only a dream that she had released something unholy – breaking the power of a shrine only meant to protect them. But protect them from what?
She looked over her shoulder briefly but then shut her eyes in fear and continued to run faster. Whatever she had released, it could not have been good.
----
“What’s wrong with Mama?” Small Lady asked, sobbing into her father’s lap. King Endymion tried to comfort his daughter while still keeping his composure in the dire situation.
When they woke that morning, Queen Serenity’s pulse had slowed rapidly and her body temperature had dropped. King Endymion had tried to wake her, hoping she had only caught a cold or some small illness.
But it had not been that simple. He felt it, and he was sure everyone else had felt it too.
“I sense evil,” Sailor Mars had said, glancing around the palace as if she could see through the walls.
“From space?” Sailor Jupiter asked curiously. She couldn’t believe anything could get past their outposts in space.
“No …” Sailor Neptune had added to Sailor Mars’s fear. “This is something from within. It is something we’ve never sensed before.”
“Yes, and whatever it is, now … now it’s loose.”
“Does it have something to do with Neo Queen Serenity’s coma?” Sailor Venus asked.
Sailor Saturn moved over her and placed her hand over Neo Queen Serenity’s lips, trying to find the small breath. She closed her eyes and tapped into the Queen’s energy.
“It does. This power is of great evil, and it has linked itself with Neo Queen Serenity’s power. It is trying to absorb her purity.” Saturn’s eyes looked grim, and everyone was terrified as the situation seemed hopeless.
Sailor Jupiter clenched her fists. “Well, come on! We have to save her!”
“Right, we need a plan. Let’s go,” Sailor Mercury instructed, motioning the others to the war room. With confident backward glances the Sailor Senshi left Neo Queen Serenity’s room, hopeful they would find the source to this darkness.
Small Lady looked up with a tear-stained face and asked her father in a trembling voice, “Papa, is Mama going to wake up again?”
And at the present time, he had no answer for her.
TBC ...
Chapter (2): An Age-old Evil
Author: Quirkyslayer
Fandoms: Sailor Moon, Inuyasha, Fruits Basket
Genre(s): Action/Drama
Warnings/Spoilers: Character spoilers from Chapter 97 of the Fruits Basket manga.
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Akito Sohma had died that day when she lost the complete connection to her family, and now, in the 30th century she is reborn into a simple civilian who dreams of power and greatness. She runs away from her home to prove her worth, and she joins Neo Queen Serenity's Royal Guard. While she is training, she and the Senshi encounter an internal darkness that has been reborn on Earth and looms to destroy the kingdom. This power was Naraku, once sealed and now active in Neo Tokyo. He comes to Akito in disguise and appeals to her darker side. It's up to Akito to learn what is right, and to overcome deception and make up for the darkness in her former life. Naraku/Akito.
Notes: Thank you to
foamyfan15010 for the beta job. Alternate Link: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2825456/1/
Second to Gods
Chapter Two: An Age-old Evil
The ancient land sighed and then went silent. The wind felt bitter and disconcerting as the group of warriors looked up at the looming concrete statue of their finished battle.
“It is regrettable,” said Kikyou neutrally, though her tone rung unsettled and mirrored the feelings of everyone there. She added with a tint of bitterness, “But there was no other way.”
Before them the evil that had once ransacked the land was paused and inanimate – his face contorting in an unwanted end, but his eyes glaring with vengeance. He was angular and molded, sealed against a huge rock and hardening over as the spells of Kikyou, Kaede and Kagome’s power melded him to the surface and served as a permanent mystical adhesive. Naraku was not destroyed, and they just couldn’t do it – not when he had finally gotten grasp of the completed Shikon no Tama.
Kikyou had tried to bet on this, that she could destroy him once he was wholly tainted from the jewel. She had even bet that Midoriko had faith in the same odds.
They were both were the losers in the end.
Naraku went on a rampage, weakening everyone and bringing even the mighty Sesshoumaru to his knees. His newly modified sword had failed him, and it lay in pieces at his side. His body was shattered and a gaping hole was pouring out blood from his chest. As he recovered, Rin and Jaken hovered around him protectively and listened in silently to the post-battle musings. He continued to glare at the sealed monument that was Naraku. He had doubts, anger and shame swirling within his copper eyes. He watched as the monk and the aging miko began fortifying the seals and building a temple around Naraku’s frozen encasement.
“So we’re just going to leave him like this? Why can’t we just destroy it?” Inuyasha raged as he lifted up his sword to give it a swing.
“Don’t!” Kagome warned. “Remember what Kikyou said! None of us have enough power to destroy him. If you swing that sword around you’ll just break the barrier and then we’re back to square one.”
“She’s right, Inu-kuro,” Kouga said as he leaned against a tree and struggled to stand on his bloody shins. His legs had been ripped through, and he no longer had the power of the Shikon shards.
“Besides, even if you did release him again, we’re not at one hundred percent. We have too many injuries, and we’d be sitting ducks if he were free again,” Sango added.
“But the Shikon no Tama is stuck in there,” Shippo said, seemingly more interested in Inuyasha’s reasoning than everyone else’s. “We can’t just leave it there.”
“We have to,” Kikyou replied quickly. She stared intensely at the stone prison. “The Shikon no Tama’s power is sealed again. I can no longer sense it.” She ran her hands over the stone surface of Naraku’s armor. “It appears we only had enough power to seal the jewel along with Naraku, and not completely destroy it. The battle inside the Shikon no Tama is easier left dormant than free to continue on. And none of us have the power to destroy it.”
“We could have used it,” Inuyasha responded with a hoarse, sour voice. He stabbed the dirt angrily with his sword. “We could have used it to make a wish.”
“We couldn’t have, Inuyasha.” Kagome looked at him piteously, and Kikyou turned her head from witnessing the small, intimate moment. “Naraku was too strong and with the jewel he was even stronger. We just couldn’t get it back from him.”
Inuyasha growled, and his fists clenched. “Dammit! So it’s just going to be a draw? We’re going to end things here and call it a fucking stalemate?”
“It appears so, Inuyasha,” Kaede answered him when others just looked on with mutual sorrow.
“I won’t accept it! I won’t! What if other demons come here and try to free Naraku? What if he one day frees himself? Huh? And what about the Shikon jewel? Others will want to come here and claim it, and some idiot might release him accidentally!”
“Inuyasha,” Miroku reassured in a soothing voice. He put his hand on Inuyasha’s shoulder to comfort him. “We’ll make sure that doesn’t happen.” Miroku turned his head and stared pensively at the monument. “If we have to plant trees and blockade this with many heavy stones, we’ll see to it that this place is guarded and sealed until someday, someone more powerful than we are can defeat Naraku. I hope in that day the world can finally be rid of the jewel and Naraku.”
Inuyasha relaxed his shoulders and sighed in exasperation. He still appeared to be angry, but he grunted in reluctance to their plans. There was really nothing else they could do. He released a weak laugh.
“Is that even possible Miroku? I wonder if there’ll be any one person that’s powerful and pure enough to defeat Naraku.” He looked around to everyone who fought beside him. Some were his close friends, and some were not. Either way, none of them really had the purity and potential to take Naraku out. Not even together could they defeat him.
And for that day when Naraku returned, he prayed and hoped for a miracle.
---
Akki rolled in her bed restlessly throughout the night. She envied her fellow soldiers who slept peacefully from the daily exhaustion, for her nights were plagued with darkness, and she was besieged by dreams of pain and horror.
Drenched in cold sweat, her body always felt unnaturally hot, weighted and suffocating from an invisible net of violet fog. It pinned her down in her bed and laughed at her, and she struggled, whimpered and screamed for it to free her, to release her from the chains she felt around her wrists and ankles.
Haunted, she struggled and fought the whispers that had seeped into her blood and electrified her nerves.
‘Kill them all. Take what is yours. Your place is above them. You belong to me.’
It cackled – so much it laughed and touched her mind, like sliding fingers down cold shivering flesh.
She did not want it. She did not want it…She did not want it all!
‘Nononononononono...’
Her pain was muted – a flicker of fading red among a sea of black.
She lunged, using all the force she could muster in her body and muscles – she lunged, her hands out and her nails clawing. She would rip out the eyes of her assailant – she would tear out its phantom voice.
And as she lunged, she began to fall…endlessly into a frozen dry pit that fell forever until her skin was ripped from her bones completely and she met the end.
She opened her mouth, expectant of echoes, and she screamed in a hollow voice. Then someone pulled her back, and she felt a sting.
“Wake up, Tenshou-san!” she heard a voice, and Akki unconsciously clutched her cheek. Her bunkmate, Naru Masaki, was hovering over her with her hand in the position of a slap. Naru was giving her a deadly stare.
“Wha –“ Akki choked out, and then glared at the people staring at her around her bed. Her cheek still stung.
“How the hell are we supposed to sleep with you screaming all the time? We have to get up for conditioning exercises at 5 o’clock sharp. If you’re having nightmares, ask your superior for some sleeping medicine!” Naru lashed at her.
Akki glared at her and sneered, “It’s none of your business. “
“The hell it isn’t!” Naru seethed, and she seemed to have a group of soldiers surround her and share her displeasure. Akki would have laughed at that – that it always seemed like groups were ganging up on here – but now was not the time for such thoughts. She should punch Naru for slapping her, but Naru did have a valid point.
“I’m sorry,” Akki said dejectedly, sounding pitiful and melancholic. Some people relaxed and stared at her with mild compassion, and Akki inwardly smirked to this. If there was one thing she could count on, it was the peaceful ideals of Queen Serenity’s people to care for those less fortunate. Her dejected act seemed to be working. “I’ll go talk to Sailor Pluto in the morning. I’m really sorry.” She reached over and clung to Naru’s shirt. Naru appeared stunned, and she looked at Akki with a quivering lip and eyes welling up with tears. “Please Naru-kun, don’t hate me.”
Naru froze and then smiled weakly. “Um…I couldn’t hate you, Tenshou-san. I’m just … worried about your health. Please go see a physician about your nightmares.”
Akki nodded, and then rose from her bed. “Maybe I should go now, so you can all get some remaining hours of sleep.”
Naru had glanced over at the wall and noticed that it was 2 o’clock, and if they went to bed now, they could still get some sleep in.
“Maybe it’s for the best,” Naru nodded in agreement. The girls in the bunk room moved out of the way as Akki slowly moved to the door, still appearing weak and disturbed. She would milk their sympathy for all she could too, and then she would remember how they treated her and get them back later.
She walked out the bedroom door and down the hall to her right, exactly in the opposite direction of the medical ward. She continued on barefoot to the outside training grounds of the Royal Guard’s housing facility. She felt the breeze pick up and blow around her face. It had been hot yesterday, and Akki liked the cool feel of the wind on her face. Sometimes, she felt the wind hum in her ears.
The stars were illuminating the blue-violet sky, and the mountains regaled as solid ink blots in the distance. She moved toward them, feeling their majesty and admiring them for what they stood for – strength, longevity and power.
She followed a path through a forest just outside her training facility and visited an old Shinto shrine, protected by time and mystery from the forest. Often times she came here because it was quiet and the atmosphere seemed ancient and godly. When she was here, she was wholly at peace.
She kneeled in front of a small shrine and clasped her hands and prayed. She felt connected to the shrine somehow and felt drawn to the inscription on the front.
‘To all who come here, beware of the vengeful god that once roamed this forest. His power shall not come to pass. Tread not those who have even the slightest bit of darkness within their hearts – for it is his food and he will devour those willing souls. Instead glow with purity and peace, bid your respects and move on your way.‘
But she would never be on her way. She would sit and stare at the shrine that was affixed to a large stone behind it. The closer anyone got to the shrine, the heavier their muscles felt and they could not reach farther.
An ancient magic dwelled there, and she found it tantalizing. Akki had reached out her hand several times and tried to touch it, but something always whispered her to stop. Someday, she knew she would touch the shrine.
‘Touch it.’
Her blood grew cold, and the air was still. Whispers sang in her head again, a residual melting heat from her nightmares.
‘Show them you’re better than them. Touch it.’
She swallowed. No, she had to be dreaming again! Did she fall asleep outside the shrine? She had never heard the voices when she was awake.
‘Touch it and find the power you desire.’
The wind cackled, and Akki shivered in fright.
‘touchittouchittouchit ...’
The suffocating net returned and her brain felt pressurized, restrained in the outside while a foreign will accosted her and became her own.
Her arm lifted, and she felt wetness seep from her eyes. So many forces were fighting in time invisible to the outside world – but she felt it just the same.
“No,” she whispered. But her hand did not obey her. The small dormant darkness that caked the walls of her heart energized, pushing through her psyche, hungry for a fresh return.
‘Touch ...’
And her finger pads scraped the surface of the shrine. She felt a fizzle of energy, and then she backed herself away as a hollowing wind drowned the sounds from her ears. She quavered and couldn’t stop as she stared at the shrine with trepidation.
The air was silent and nothing appeared to be changed. But Akki knew better – something was off and she could feel the cool, soothing aura of the ancient magic melt and crackle away. The wind picked up, and there was no longer whispering – only laughing.
And before she could get caught for what was wrong – what she assumed she’d get in trouble for, she ran back to the training facility in hopes of the warmth of her bed.
She knew that she was guilty of something, but her mind was numb and tired and she couldn’t think straight. Akki was hoping that she’d wake up tomorrow and it’d all be a dream.
It was only a dream that she had released something unholy – breaking the power of a shrine only meant to protect them. But protect them from what?
She looked over her shoulder briefly but then shut her eyes in fear and continued to run faster. Whatever she had released, it could not have been good.
----
“What’s wrong with Mama?” Small Lady asked, sobbing into her father’s lap. King Endymion tried to comfort his daughter while still keeping his composure in the dire situation.
When they woke that morning, Queen Serenity’s pulse had slowed rapidly and her body temperature had dropped. King Endymion had tried to wake her, hoping she had only caught a cold or some small illness.
But it had not been that simple. He felt it, and he was sure everyone else had felt it too.
“I sense evil,” Sailor Mars had said, glancing around the palace as if she could see through the walls.
“From space?” Sailor Jupiter asked curiously. She couldn’t believe anything could get past their outposts in space.
“No …” Sailor Neptune had added to Sailor Mars’s fear. “This is something from within. It is something we’ve never sensed before.”
“Yes, and whatever it is, now … now it’s loose.”
“Does it have something to do with Neo Queen Serenity’s coma?” Sailor Venus asked.
Sailor Saturn moved over her and placed her hand over Neo Queen Serenity’s lips, trying to find the small breath. She closed her eyes and tapped into the Queen’s energy.
“It does. This power is of great evil, and it has linked itself with Neo Queen Serenity’s power. It is trying to absorb her purity.” Saturn’s eyes looked grim, and everyone was terrified as the situation seemed hopeless.
Sailor Jupiter clenched her fists. “Well, come on! We have to save her!”
“Right, we need a plan. Let’s go,” Sailor Mercury instructed, motioning the others to the war room. With confident backward glances the Sailor Senshi left Neo Queen Serenity’s room, hopeful they would find the source to this darkness.
Small Lady looked up with a tear-stained face and asked her father in a trembling voice, “Papa, is Mama going to wake up again?”
And at the present time, he had no answer for her.
TBC ...
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on 2006-03-05 08:41 am (UTC)I think you are doing a wonderful job of blending the three fandoms together. Definitely Naraku's upgrades are as constant as Inuyasha's Tessaiga upgrades. So him being too much for them to handle feels plausible to me. The idea that he would want to feel off of Akito's negative energy and drain Neo-Queen Serenity's purity also sounds plausible. This story is very original and I look forward to your next installment.
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on 2006-03-05 04:47 pm (UTC)I hope now that I've set this all up the progression doesn't take a nose dive.
Thanks again.