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This is a multipart story, and this chapter contains such
controversial topics as non-consentual sex and pedophilia. The
creatures involved in these acts are monsters, not people, and
therefore it should not be seen as any kind of support or even
condoning of these highly illegal actions. The sexual content of
this story requires that readers be 18 or even 21 in some areas,
and it is completely illegal in some geographic locations. If
you know it's illegal, don't read it. (Yeah, right, like that'd
stop anyone . . .)

Chapter 1: Lavender Dreams

The Tokyo skies were brooding, filled with storm clouds that
seemed ready to burst out with lightning at the tiniest
infraction. The deep dark clouds lorded over the crescent moon,
blocking its light from the land, making the city that much
blacker in the brown out. Gazing out on all the unlit streets
and empty buildings, Usagi couldn't help but get the feeling the
entire metropolitan area was vacant.

A sense of foreboding came over the blonde Scout as she drew her
chin back off her arms, pulling up to her feet. Even though she
was the leader of the Sailor Scouts, Usagi wasn't the most
perceptive. She would get precognitive feelings of dread and
disaster like all the others, but she found them so hard to
distinguish from the terror she felt before a pop quiz that she
rarely noticed. This one, however, had her starting across the
room to her mini-communicator.

Before she even reached the tiny machine, the emergency light on
it lit up. Shrill beeps started pounding out of it, making her
jump and bang her toe on the edge of her bed. Hopping and
whining in pain, she made her way to it and flipped the on
switch.

It was the brown-haired Makoto's face that greeted her as the
display screen buzzed to life. She had the stoic, serious
expression she always wore when on official Sailor business,
that kind of unfeeling gaze that made Usagi shiver, even though
they were on the same side. Her fellow Scout didn't bother with
formalities as she jumped right to business, "Usagi, we need you
at the temple right now, Rei's got something."

Despite the seriousness of the moment, Usagi couldn't help
glancing at the clouds which would surely burst at any moment,
starting a storm, "But, Mako!" she whined, "You know I'm afraid
of thunder!"

The stronger Scout offered an uncharacteristically gentle smile,
"The thunder's on your side when I'm around, remember? Now if
you don't get down here I'll come over there and zap your butt
across the suburbs!" she quipped.

Usagi clicked the communicator off, a slight smile forming on
her lips. Maybe it wasn't in the best of tact, but Makoto's
gruff sense of humor always helped to cheer her up. She reached
for her parka and rainboots, still dreading the storm, but
filled with a bit of her friend's courage.


High atop one of the skyscrapers of Tokyo, the lightning had
already begun. Waves of crackling electricity were flickering
across the sky, surrounding the titanic tower. None of them
struck the rods set up for protection, instead they seemed to
encircle the glass and steel structure, flashing out to strike
from cloud to cloud. Finally a grand bolt of electricity arced
out from a thundercloud and slapped against the observation
deck, sending sparks billowing into the air as a massive
thunderclap blew out the windows of the upper stories.

Tinier tendrils of energy snaked out from the point of impact,
connecting to any conductive material around. The tendrils of
electricity flashed back and forth, doubling and redoubling over
a circular area around the area where the parent bolt hit,
forming a solid wall of electricity. After a long moment another
thunderclap peeled out through the sky, rocking Tokyo with its
power. The wall of energy turned from blue-white to a sickly
yellow, crackling with power.

A boot slipped from the gateway, the steel heel clacking off the
concrete ground as it tentatively tested the footing, then
slowly the rest of the leg came forth, with snaky steel wires of
decorative armor covering it. The rest of the body was reluctant
to pull forward, but finally came. Proportioned as a human and
just over six feet tall, the creature's lattice-work gray steel
armor was an impressive sight, clinging to the lighter chain
cassock it wore.

A second followed, its footfalls pounding with the weight of an
elephant against the rooftop. This one was well over nine feet
in height, and built like a fortress. His overly-massive muscles
were covered in a tight mass of steel plates and underlying
chainmail bindings. The mass of armor reflected the flashes of
lightning in a majestic display as it slowly backed away from
the portal, twirling a kusari-gama in its right hand.

Both figures fell to one knee, facing the gate from whence they
came. As if on cue from their actions, a third man passed
through the portal, quickly and with determination. Standing at
a terrifying fifteen-foot six, with more than enough weight on
all 186 inches of him. The creature's armor was thick black
platemail with golden trim, the dull reflections of lightning
flickering in onyx details. Long, ceremonial shoulderguards cut
out from the torso of the armor, and a billow black cape trailed
behind it. The monster's head was helmeted in a heavy
face-concealing headpiece, that had a tall fin-like projection
of steel on the top, and a deep, dark, foot-circumference onyx
set in the forehead. Altogether the entourage appeared highly
formal in their armor, if less than functional.

The first two warriors rose to their feet as the third began to
weave his hands in a slow pattern of motions, speaking archaic
words to serve as a mnemonic trigger for his dark powers.



Mizuno Ami wore her usual patient face, masking her worry and
doubt. All the gathered Scouts- save perhaps for Usagi, who had
yet to arrive- had felt the disturbance roll in with the coming
storm. Rei and Minako had both been wracked with phantom pains
accompanying their sensitivity to otherworldly vibrations, as
the strange force caused a bit of overload on their senses.

Luna and Artemis had worked quickly to gather the Scouts, though
they'd had trouble getting in touch with Usagi due to
interference caused by the storm. The two cats were going about
this in a very routine, business-like manner. That was for the
best, Ami cautioned herself- if any of them acted like the
threat was anything more than a normal invasion, then they'd all
become worried and desperate.

Not that Ami wasn't already worried, or desperate. Greg was in
town for reasons he had yet to mention, and had asked to meet
her at 10:00. The disturbance had begun shortly before, wrecking
any chance of them getting to spend a quiet evening together.
She had really been excited about it, too. But luckily she had a
crush who knew her secret life as a Sailor Scout, and would
surely understand what was happening.

Usagi threw open the temple doors, breaking short Ami's reverie.
The wind whipped through the temple from the opening, chilling
the three Scouts gathered on the mat in the room's center, and
disturbing the fire Rei was trying to read. Everyone looked up
in surprise for a moment, but settled down immediately as the
shaky Usagi shut the storm out behind her.

"Luuuuuuuna," Usagi whined, shaking the water off her parka
pointedly, "why couldn't we have met at my house, instead of
trampling out into this storm?"

The black cat barely turned to her, still watching Rei, "Because
Usagi, I didn't want to worry your family by having four girls
and two cats show up in the middle of the night, talking about
negative forces. You should really be more careful about talking
Sailor business around them."

Makoto interrupted, sighing, "Can you give her the etiquette
lesson some other time, Luna?"

The cat nodded out a yes, as they all turned back to watch Rei.
Ami kept an eye on Usagi as she slipped out of her wet parka.
She immediately noticed Usagi hadn't bothered to change out of
her Pjs, which was probably a good idea since they'd be
transforming soon. Still, the white shirt and pants had gotten
soaked in the downpour, becoming translucent and clingy . . .

She had run to the temple, obviously, because her chest was
heaving against the wet garment. The wet shirt pulled snugly
against her breasts, exposing the peaks of her nipples as red
buds through the fabric. The soaked pants even clung tightly
about her thighs, and Ami could swear she saw a tiny patch of
blonde hair through the thin material . . .

"What's wrong, Ami?" Usagi asked as she stepped over to the mat,
sitting Indian style like the other girls.

Ami blushed deeply, looking back toward the fire to conceal it,
"You look very cold, Usagi. Maybe you should go join Rei by the
fire."

Innocent to a fault, Usagi nodded out a thanks and started
crawling in the direction of the warm fire. Apparently the
thunder was still keeping her edgy, and she was almost afraid to
get up. Still, it only caused Ami to feel even more embarrassed
as she watched the water-tightened fabric crawl up between
Usagi's cheeks, exposing the full sway of her trim backside as
she crawled along.

Looking back to the rest of the group, Ami found that Makoto had
been, and still was, staring at the same thing. However where
Ami felt concern and more than a bit of humor, the taller girl
seemed to be giving Usagi's rear a look of reverence. Tactfully
avoiding the subject, Ami called out to Rei again, "Have you
seen anything yet?"

Rei was on both knees, sitting back on her heels with her head
craned forward, shaking a tiny branch of mistletoe over the far.
Ami noted that it wasn't the technique she usually used, and
occupied herself by trying to figure out what the smaller bushel
was used for.

"I see. . . three men. They're very big men, one is absolutely
humungous. It's hard to tell because they're out in the dark . .
. but I can see the lightening flashing off of them. They're wearing some kind of armor. Wait . . . I'm hearing names now, they're talking. Onyx, Jade, and Obsidian?"

"Oh dear," Luna said, staring at the floor immediately.

Minako looked to the white cat, furrowing her brow, "What's she
worked up about, Artemis?"

Standing and stepping up onto the raised platform for greater
attention, Artemis looked beside him at the girls, "Onyx was one
of the Protectors of the Moon Kingdom in the day when Beryl's
army destroyed it. He betrayed us all and joined the Negaverse,
taking two of his lieutenants with him . . ."

"Jade and Obsidian," Makoto finished for him, nodding, "what
makes these guys so special?"

Luna finally piped up, still looking a bit squeamish, "You see,
when the Negaverse invaded, these three traitors did grievous
damage to use. They slaughtered thousands of defenseless people
before we discovered what they were doing. And even then, they
fought hard. They were almost impossible to beat . . . I thought
we killed Onyx, but I know we banished the other two along with
the Shadows when Serenity used the Silver Crystal."

"So they were a part of Beryl's legion?" Ami asked, confused by
why they wouldn't be gone with the rest of Beryl's chronies.

"Sort of," Luna answered, looking more worried than ever.

Artemis nuzzled against her reassuringly, finishing for her,
"They were too dangerous. They wanted to destroy everyone and
everything, and Beryl was afraid they'd destroy her, too. She
banished them to another dimension so that they couldn't get to
her. We found out when we defeated Beryl, but we never found out
where she sent them."

"These guys are so bad Beryl didn't want them?" Minako asked,
voicing the question the entire team wanted to ask, "That's sad,
very sad."

"Then we'd better not waste any time wasting them, right?!"
Makoto said, jumping to attention after a long moment of staring
at Usagi, "I say we go kick some Nega-butt right now!"

Rei spoke up again, finally turning away from the fire, "We
don't know where they are. The entire storm has bad vibes around
it, and with the power out it'd be too dark to even dream of
locating them. We might as well wait this rain out before we
go."

Usagi nodded fervently, "Right! No sense going out in the rain,
right? After all, we'd never find anything! Just forget it,
we'll do it in the morning!"

Rei grinned tauntingly, "You know, there'll probably still be
thunder in the morning."

Usagi's face fell visibly to a slack-jawed look of fear, a
slight twitch growing on her lips, "It . . . it will?"

Rei nodded, still grinning impishly, "All night long."

Usagi started balling right then and there, streams of tears
rolling down her face as she released her one-of-a-kind
high-pitched wail, "But I wanted to sleeeeeep! I can't get any
rest with thunder, and villains! I'm going to be so
tiiiiiiiiiireeeeeeed!"

Rei tried to hide a snicker, "Oh, stop whining. You sleep too
much anyway."

Luna sighed, jumping between the two, "Usagi, I'll come home
with you tonight instead of monitoring things here with Rei, I
doubt we'd find anything anyway."

Makoto jumped in excitedly, "Yeah, me too! I'd be happy to
help!"

Usagi sniffled a bit, looking to the two, then to Rei, "Alright,
let's go. . ."



Jade made sure to tread lightly along the green-vine caked
floor, not wanting to disturb the growing plants that their
leader had created to surround the building. The vine-like
growth would surround the entire skyscraper by morning,
coccooning it so that they could safely begin transforming it
into a dark citadel. Until then he and Obsidian both had to
carefully avoid the deadly flora.

The lumbering Onyx stepped slowly between the two warriors, the
dark green eye-lights glowing in his helmet signaling to them
that he wanted their attention, "My soldiers," he began in a
booming, commanding voice, "our betrayer is already dead and
buried, but the seeds of the Moon Kingdom live on in the form of
the Scouts. Their power is impressive, and they outnumber us.
Submit your plans for overcoming this problem."

Jade stepped forward, a sinister grin curling his thin lips, "We
could find a source of energy, majesty, and use it to summon a
horde of dark creatures! With my nightmare underlings, we could
destroy the Sailors, and all other life on this putrid planet!"

Obsidian spoke in his grating, deep, critical voice, "Are you
always so slow, Jade? I have already created a creature to
harvest the energy of humans for us, and I will have many more
soon!"

Jade started to retort, but Onyx spoke first, his thunderous
voice containing a hint of curiosity, "Very well, Obsidian.
Since you are ready to act immediately, you will go first in
this endeavor. Begin immediately, we need an army to protect our
base of operations . . ."

Obsidian shot Jade a taunting look as the bigger soldier slipped
into the shadows, projecting a wave of purplish color over them
as they swallowed him up. After he had left, Jade turned to his
commander, just short of fuming, "Onyx, this is my department!"

Onyx slipped back onto his throne ever so slowly, a deep
rumbling accompanying his every move, "Be patient, Jade. If he
fails, it will be your turn to seek out fresh meat. If he
succeeds, then you will get to be the first to march against the
Sailors. Either way, things will end up equal . . ."

Jade started to speak, but noticed the lights had left Onyx's
black helmet. Rather than waking him up over a minor
technicality, he chose to accept Onyx's offer, starting off to
check the rest of their new home.



It was almost midnight by the time they reached Usagi's suburban
home, but Makoto was anything but tired. The whole way Usagi had
been jumping and wailing at every clap of thunder, with no one
to turn to but her. She had leapt into her arms several times
and even cuddled against her for support. It was innocent enough
to the smaller girl, but the feeling of her chest pushed against
Usagi's had only been building Makoto's desire the whole trip.

They hurriedly shut the door, finding everyone else predictably
asleep. The candles had all been blown out and the power was
still off, leaving the girls to carefully navigate their way
through the dark. Makoto led the way up the stairs and down the
hall to Usagi's room, moving faster than caution allowed. She
shut the door quickly behind them, hoping Luna would get lost in
the dark halls for the moment.

"Wow, that's some storm out there!" Usagi said, seeming to have
calmed down a bit at the lack of thunder over the past minute or
so. She pulled off her parka slowly and kicked off her boots,
sighing at her drenched clothes.

Makoto practically gawked at the exposure the wet white pajamas
greeted her with, trying not to stare as she slipped out of her
own rain gear. She had been wearing her school uniform when she
was called, having been on a date with a guy who enjoyed
schoolgirls, to say the least. The fabric, like Usagi's, had
been unprotected by the parka due to the magnitude of the rain,
but didn't show through quite as obviously. Her erect nipples
stood as points on the ends of her D-cup breasts- a point of
pride among girls her age- and her skin glistened from the drops
of moisture as lightning light seeped in through the window.

She started peeling out of the uniform immediately, bringing the
shirt up and over her head, tossing it against Usagi's dresser.
She wore no bra underneath it, as had been another stipulation
for her date, and kicked off the skirt effortlessly to stand
nude in the dark. Usagi didn't notice for a long moment, unable
to see to her friend, but as the lightning struck again and she
jumped into Makoto's arms, the fact certainly hit her.

"Makoto," she said curiously, "you're naked!"

The taller girl tried not to make it obvious that she was
pushing closer to Usagi, subtly moving to her instead, "Yeah, we
can't stay in those wet clothes! You should get out of them too,
so we can get you dry!"

Usagi blinked a little, thinking it over. She was highly
innocent, and to say the least an airhead, but she wasn't
completely braindead. Still, common sense dictated that Makoto
was right, so she started toward the bathroom.

Panicking a bit, Makoto grabbed her arm, thinking fast, "Oh,
don't bother going to the bathroom, you're so frightened by the
thunder! You might jump and trip on something in the dark and
hurt yourself. I'll go and get a towel, you just wait here."

The look on Usagi's face told Makoto that she had reached the
point of confusion, but wasn't to suspicion yet. Moving
stealthily so as not to attract the cat's attention, she slipped
out into the bathroom, grabbing a pair of towels off the rack.
Immediately she darted back, starting to become a little jumpy
herself.

Usagi was standing by the window when she stepped in, faintly
illuminated by a few beams of moonlight cutting through the
clouds. She stepped up behind her without the blonde noticing,
placing the towels on the dresser beside her. Slowly she slipped
her arms around her waist, starting to unbutton her shirt from
the bottom.

Usagi jumped noticeably, flushing all over, "I can do that,
really . . ."

Makoto grinned to herself as she continued, undoing the third
and fourth buttons, "I'm here to help, right? Just relax and try
to get some rest in the storm, let me take care of everything."

She undid the last button, brushing the sides of the shirt open
with her hands, which tickled across the exposed incurves of
Usagi's smaller breasts ever so slightly. She pulled the shirt
off her shoulders and tossed it aside, slipping her arms back
around her. Usagi was wiggling a bit uncomfortably now, but
Makoto knew she had been in such situations with her friends in
the past, and so could rationalize it as something normal. Of
course, now that it was Makoto with her, it would definitely be
more than just friendly concern . . .

Makoto slipped her thumbs under Usagi's waistband, slipping her
pants down her hips slowly. As she did her fingernails traced
across the blonde-girl's legs, sending shivers up her spine. She
reached her knees and left the pants to drop around her ankles,
reaching for one of the towels.

Usagi straightened noticeably as Makoto swept the towel across
her stomach, drawing it up into the valley between her breasts,
pushing the soft cloth slowly against the tender creamy flesh of
her mammaries. Makoto could tell she was catching moans in her
throat from the way she shivered and quivered at the talented
touches. She lingered about her chest for a long moment, rubbing
her breasts lovingly with the towel, but moved on soon to make
sure she didn't give them a suspiciously high amount of
attention.

As she toweled the water off the smaller girl's back, she let
her left hand slide along her side, fingertips tracing across
the lines of her abdominal muscles. She licked her lips slowly
at the feel of the hardened knots of muscle, surprised that such
a lethargic, overeating girl could be so very fit. In her desire
she left her toweled hand slide down to Usagi's perky backside,
pushing her hand and the towel against it, almost massaging it
in her need.

Usagi's voice was a bit shaky as she tried to keep her
composure, "Shouldn't . . . shouldn't you dry off, too?"

Makoto mumbled faintly, "I don't think anything could keep me
from being wet right now," in response, her questing
towel-covered hand slipping between Usagi's legs from behind.
She pushed the tickling fabric of the towel firmly against
Usagi's slit and rubbed it back and forth, making the smaller
girl quiver and shake.

Usagi practically squealed as she reached a hand down to cover
Makoto's, not making any moves to remove it, simply holding it
over the teasing hand as she fondled her through the towel, "Wha
. . . what are you doing, Ma-Makoto?"

She leaned closer to her, pressing her erect nipples into
Usagi's bare back, pulling her hips around to her side to all
but straddle her left leg, pushing her moist womanhood against
it. Her lips sought out the other girl's ear, drawing the lobe
into her mouth with a few flicks of her tongue, nibbling at it
before whispering to her in a husky voice, "I got you all dry,
and now I want to get you very, very wet . . ."

Usagi started to pull away from her, but just then a bolt of
lightning crashed outside the window, sending a rolling
thunderclap through the room. She jumped back from the window
instinctively, pushing herself right onto Makoto's hand,
throwing her naked body against hers. Makoto brought her left
hand up to Usagi's chin and turned her head toward her, locking
her lips over the blonde's in a moment of hunger.

Disoriented and frightened, Usagi froze for the moment. Makoto
dropped the towel and let one of her long fingernails, trace the
line of her friend's wetting slit, pushing her legs slightly
farther apart. She put her body fully against Usagi's leg,
making the smaller girl bend her knee right up against her
warmth. With slow pushes of her hips she massaged herself on the
other girl's knee, moaning feverishly against her mouth.

Bit by bit, Usagi let the need swelling inside her win over.
Between the Negaverse goons and the storm, she was already
scared and needy, and the ministrations of Makoto weren't making
denying it easier. She started simply by opening her mouth to
her seeking tongue, following her lead in twining it with hers,
flicking at around the tip hungrily in response to the erotic
dancing of Makoto's tongue.

Aroused as she was, Makoto was careful to be gentle and loving
with her. She let her left hand slide down from her cheek across
her neck, then down to hook under her arm and gently caress
Usagi's breast with sweeping, teasing touches. She slid her
fingers down over Usagi's hot mound, pushing her palm against
the smaller girl's wetness, fondling her with care to avoid
penetration before she was fully aroused.

Usagi's response was sudden enough to catch Makoto off guard.
She let her legs spread wider slowly, grinding her hips down
onto Makoto's experienced hand. Her left hand hooked around
behind her to touch on Makoto's neck, holding her into the kiss,
licking at her tongue with a splash of unrestrained need. She
even allowed her right hand to draw behind her and against the
bigger girl's backside, pinching and rubbing at the firm flesh.

She groaned softly into Usagi's mouth, starting to play a game
of cat and mouse with the girl's eager tongue. Utilizing her
index and ring fingers to spread her warm lips apart, she
tickled her middle finger along the inside of her labia, teasing
her before lining it up to her sweet hole. To her surprise the
aroused Usagi thrust herself down on her finger before she could
do it herself, beseeching her with grinding hips to play with
her womanhood. Makoto obliged gladly, pushing her finger slowly
into and out of her weeping lips as her other hand finally
cupped the girl's smaller breast, holding it between her four
fingers and palm as she used her thumb to manipulate the perked
nipple.

The smaller girl began to try prying her legs further apart as
she rocked her hips up then gyrated them down on Makoto's
finger, thrusting down on it until she could feel her pubic hair
tickling Makoto's hand. In doing so she jut her leg out against
the brown-haired girl's crotch, bucking her up and down against
it. Makoto rubbed herself back and forth against Usagi's thigh
eagerly, urged on by the blonde's excited palming of her ass.
Twined so tightly in a lover's embrace, she drew Usagi's tongue
into her mouth, sucking on it firmly, expressing her desire with
rumbling moans that pushed into the smaller girl's mouth.

Usagi was inexperienced in carnal things, and the need to
release was consuming her. She broke free of the kiss and cried
out her desire, moaning and imploring for her lover to move
faster and harder, to get her to orgasm that much quicker.
Makoto's answer came in putting her index finger up to her
middle, pushing them in as a rigid single digit, delving deeper
into her velvety wetness. Her hand began to squeeze her breast,
starting with a hard grab at the base and then pushing out in a
wave as she explored her curves, all but milking the sweet
Usagi. Makoto was riding the backward curve of her leg in true
fashion now, grunting out each thrust as she brought her wetness
up and down on it.

Makoto sawed her fingers in and out of Usagi as one, harder and
faster, pounding them against the apex of her thighs as she
tried to pry into the little girl's wetness every deep, drawing
mixed moans and yelps from the now crazed girl. As her first and
second fingers found her nipple and the digits rolled it in
between them, squeezing almost viciously, Usagi finally took the
plunge. It started as shivers slicing up and down her spine,
running through every nerve in her body, making her shake
throughout. Finally her back arched and her hips grinded with
furious intensity, until every muscle in her body snapped taut
at once, prompting her to release a wave of her orgasmic
pleasure.

Usagi was panting, a light sweat now managing to cover her
despite the night chill. Makoto explored her depths for a moment
more, collecting her juices on her fingers before bringing them
up to her lips. Usagi turned as she was released from the
embrace, in time to see Makoto's agile tongue winding around her
fingers, licking off the fluid. The brown-haired girl
immediately cast a hungry glance to Usagi's sopping slit,
sliding a hand down between her thighs once more.

The fondling touch distracted Usagi, captivating her as she was
pushed back and sat up on her bed. The lusty Makoto delivered
another kiss on her lips, a long hard one to keep her
preoccupied, as she leaned her back. Still dazed from her
climax, Usagi lay with her chest jutted upward and thighs far
apart, exposing the folds of her sex to Makoto's drinking eyes.
Makoto laid herself on top of Usagi, breaking from the kiss
slowly to trail butterfly-light brushed of her lips down the
girl's stomach, wasting not time in reaching her wetness . . .



Obsidian sat perched atop the stone wall that surrounded the
suburb. Though it only stood about four feet high, combined with
his height it gave him a superior view of the area. His eyes
flickered a black that beat out the darkness for pure quality as
he scanned the terrain. His supernatural vision allowed him to
catch every wave of ambient energy flowing off the area.

They had been very lucky. There was some absolutely massive
energy disturbance tonight, that he could see bright as a
supernova even from the metropolitan area. They had been some
distance from it, but the sheer magnitude made it easy to track.
After a brief burst of energy it had momentarily subsided,
leaving him to use his eagle-eyes to pinpoint the power he had
seen emanating from this neighborhood.

His chosen soldier, Sidifis, stood beside him. Because of the
short notice he had to work on in conjuring a servant, he had
been unable to resurrect any of his finer men, who had died so
long ago in the fighting. Instead he had to depend on this
sickly creature to act as a pump for withdrawing power. Sidifis
was only six feet in height and couldn't have weighed more than
a hundred and sixty pounds, but the spindly creature had its
perks. Hair-like vine growths over much of its body did double
duty as both armor and weapons, and it had supernatural strength
beyond its size. Still, he would've liked to have secured a more
powerful demon for this patrol . . .

When the energy started up again, it almost blinded Obsidian. It
took him only an instant to figure out where it was coming from,
and he switched his vision back to normal eyesight afterward,
instead of stumbling into the blinding light. He gestured toward
it and Sidifis gave a quick nod. The two half-crouched and then
jumped, flying almost thirty feet into the air to land on a
nearby rooftop. The way the tiling cracked under Obsidian's
landing he was fortunate it didn't break. He'd have to remember
things in this world were built far less solidly than the void
from whence he came.

Staring down into the window of the neighboring house, he viewed
what might've been the source. A tiny pink-haired girl who was
rummaging through the kitchen fridge. He was too close to switch
to his energy-sensitive vision without being sightless, so he
decided to work up a different strategy.

"See that girl in the kitchen?" he asked, turning to his
assistant, "You are to drain her. I will search the rest of the
house just in case she's not it. Understood?"

The creature nodding slowly with a grin, and a pair of its
vine-growths whipped out to seize a street lamp. It swung down
on them and, without pretense, went straight through the closed
window, breaking through a sizable section of the wall in a
shower of glass and cloud of rising dust.

So much for the subtle approach.

Obsidian leapt from the roof immediately, landing in the
backyard with an earth-shaking thump. He left giant footprints
that impressed themselves upon the ground where he went,
starting right over to the wall. With a swing of his right arm
he broke away another portion of it, widening the whole Sidifis
made to his liking. As he crunched his way through the wreckage
he gave a grim smile- at least Sidifis didn't waste time.

The demon had the little girl cornered and screaming. She was
holding a bottle of milk she had fetched, and she threw it
bravely at the beast. A tendril whipped out instinctively,
shattering the bottle in midair. The girl cringed away,
whimpering in fear. Sidifis grinned again and thrust its chest
forward, dozens of the vine-tentacles shooting out from it,
wrapping around the girl's arms, legs, waist and even head,
reeling the helpless and frightened child toward it quickly.

They had made so much noise entering, Obsidian wasn't surprised
when he heard a door open to his left. He spun quickly and
hurled the sickle end of his kusari-gama, making sure to aim
high and to the right, so as not to kill what may be his energy
source. A screaming woman dove to the floor as the sickle flew
towards her and over, slamming into the open door, pulverizing
it to splinters.

She looked up in absolute fright, probably not even sure she was
still alive as she pulled up to her knees. Obsidian yanked the
chain of his kusari-gama and brought it back, hooking the end
that had flew past her to the other side, wrapping her up in the
chains. He mimicked his servant then, reeling her in slowly.

How was his demon doing? A quick glance revealed that the weak
girl had been rendered helpless by Sidifis's attack, and
summarily pulled up against it. It was at that time hooking its
claws in her tiny nightgown, shredding it to bits, revealing her
unmatured body. With a howl of glee it shot tentacles to her
wrists and ankles to secure her as it surveyed its prize.

Obsidian turned to his own catch, inspecting her carefully. It
was a human woman, probably in her thirties, a mother obviously.
She wasn't the most attractive thing he'd ever seen, but it had
been so long since he had seen a woman . . . she would do.
Unchaining her quickly, he slid his left hand into her hair,
holding her upright by it. He then used the scythe end of his
weapon, placing it at the top of her chest and then moving
downward, to slice away the thin nightie she wore. Already he
was growing aroused.

But, as he slid the flat of the sickle along her nipples, using
the cold steel to bring them to erection, he found himself more
preoccupied with the scene before him than the whimpering woman
held at his mercy. Sidifis had its arms on the little girl,
holding her well off the ground at its waist. Slowly a phallus
grew from the monster's crotch, a long greenish tool that looked
disgusting so covered in bluish liquids. It pressed the member
into the crotch of the frail thing it held over it, prying in
hard, testing the size. Perhaps in this instance the creature
was lucky to have an undersized organ, Obsidian thought to
himself.

His arousal returned, the little fox before him was anything but
lucky. With a cruel grin he jammed the rod portion of his sickle
against her lips, pushing it past them and up into her weeping
womanhood. She screamed and cried as they always had, Obsidian
mused to himself as he started to rape the innocent with his
weapon, ramming it ever deeper into her. As it struck her roof
he gave a callous smile and pulled back, only to slam it against
it again and again, moving like a piston. She was wailing in
pain and torment now, much to his pleasure.

Sidifis wasn't wasting any time with the child. As soon as the
thing's organ had grown rigid it was yanking the girl up against
it, pushing it in a bit more each time. She was suspended at its
waste, feet up against its hips, only serving to add leverage
instead of pushing her off as the creature literally pulled her
back and forth on its tool. The girl was wailing in the pain
that accompanied such abuse, squealing and thrashing each time
it was brought onto the creature's sickly rod.

Obsidian was only growing hotter from watching the obscene act.
He allowed his armor to peel down from his crotch, exposing his
foot-length member. He presented it to the woman under his power
with a sinister grin, pushing her face back and forth against it
as she thrashed and struggled to escape what she knew was
coming. Still he didn't miss a beat in pounding her abused
vaginal opening with his weapon which was already making her
body rock and quiver.

His fingers in her hair constricted and yanked, making her open
her mouth to scream in agony. Without wasting a heartbeat he
crammed his meat into her open mouth, almost dislocating her jaw
with the sheer girth of it. Her screams rolled against his hard
rod as she desperately tried to move her mouth or tongue without
touching the long tool, finding only that it filled her mouth
too completely.

Sidifis was enjoying his catch like nothing Obsidian had ever
seen. The creature was panting and groaning as it rocked its
hips in tune with pulling her against it, obviously trying to
pound on her limits that much harder. The girl looked ready to
pass out, and already a tiny stream of bluish goo was being
pushed out the space between her walls and his cock by the force
of his entry.

An agonized, but defeated, moan shook through the female he was
molesting, as he found his attention diverted again. He had
shoved his tool in so deep as to make her gag on it, cutting off
her air supply. She was now shaking and convulsing from a lack
of oxygen, but the suction her gasping mouth brought on him was
exquisite. Deciding to finish his playing later, he released
himself to her, spurting hot spunk straight into her throat,
holding her cruelly against him until every last drop spat out
from his spasming member.

Her eyes rolled back in her head as he withdrew from her, the
pain and breathlessness too much, pushing her to
unconsciousness. He wiped himself off lewdly on her face before
turning to his compatriot. It seemed his plaything had also
fallen prey to that pesky human fainting streak, though he was
still happily using her to get himself off again and again, blue
ejaculation now sloshing out of her immature sex with each pound
her gave her.

Now the real fun was ready to begin . . .



Usagi couldn't remember much about the last little while, too
caught up in the passion Makoto was giving her. She was laid
down, with the salivating mouse-haired girl licking clean her
nether regions, and now that she was pulling her wits back
together, she wasn't quite sure she wanted to go that far. She
was understandably relieved when Luna's familiar meow came at
the door.

"What is it Luna?" Makoto asked threateningly as she pulled up
for the moment.

"Come quickly you two, and transform! There's no time to waste!"
came the reply, panicked beyond belief, "I've detected Negaverse
energies in the area, they'll be in the house any-"

Luna was cut off by a thunderous crash coming from downstairs.
Both girls jumped out of bed, instantly embarrassed at their
position, but wasted no time in getting down to business. With
the enchanted make-up and required mnemonic chants, they were
filled with the power all Sailor Scouts were born with in
instants.

As soon as her uniform was in place, Jupiter threw open the
door. Sailor Moon wasn't far behind as both raced out into the
hallway, following after the frightened black cat. Halfway to
the kitchen they heard a chorus of near-explosions and unearthly
screams that stopped them in their tracks. Navigating the stairs
was too difficult, Usagi decided, and she leapt over the guard
rail right down to the floor. Jupiter and Luna were slower, but
by the time they got there it almost looked too late.

The kitchen was an absolute mess, destroyed by a few powerful
shots. One of the evil lieutenants Rei had described had her
mother on the floor, molesting her in the most sickening of
ways, and some Negaverse creature had poor Chibiusa held up off
the floor, using her to pleasure itself. Usagi almost vomited at
the seen, as did Makoto. Luna couldn't help but do so.

Though thoroughly engrossed in their activities, the monsters
managed to notice them coming. The one who had her mother fell
back through the hole in the wall with her in tow, but the other
one couldn't stop in time. A thrown knife, brought forth
lightning-quick from the rack of stake knives on the counter,
ensured it would never molest a child again. Jupiter caught
Chibiusa as the demon dropped her, and the thing went stumbling
back toward the wall, howling in pain as blood spurted from its
hips.

Overcome by rage, Usagi foregoed the use of Sailor powers,
diving over the kitchen table and onto the fiend. It shot out
defensive tendrils to try and hold her, but in her fury she was
ripping them off in handfuls to get at it. In instants she had
it pinned to the wall, pounding it with scout-strength augmented
blows.

She wouldn't have stopped if Jupiter hadn't screamed at her,
"Sailor Moon, it's got your mother, we don't have time for
this!" Still fuming mad Usagi slammed a final punch into the
thing's head, caving it all the way in from the nose to the nape
of its neck. As it dropped she turned to Makoto, but didn't wait
for her to follow, storming out the hole left by the other
monster.

Her rage left her blind, and the incoming blow easily caught her
off-guard. The mace-like weighted ball attached to the end of
the creature's chain-weapon slammed into her chest like a
freight train, sending her flying across the yard. She went
back-first into one of the trees in the yard, almost breaking it
in two. She had never tested her Sailor-endurance to physical
attacks before, though she'd many times had to use trials by
fire to determine how much negative energy attacking she could
take. With a sigh of relief she found that she was hurting, but
not permanently injured as she stood back up.

Strong as it was, this thing was fast too. She barely found time
to dive from a kneeling position to flat on her stomach as the
weighted ball flew at her against, this time shattering the
upper part of the tree into wood chips. She saw her chance while
it was reeling the chain length back in, and started up and into
a sprint right at it. She was caught by surprise once again as
the soldier yanked the length of the chain and caused that end
to whip back around her, ensnaring her in its length.

Unable to stop her forward momentum she lost her footing and
sprawled forward onto her face, tightly wrapped in to the
chains. She managed to squirm up to her knees, but that was all
she could do before the fiend was over her.

"You did a real number on my Sidifis, but now you're playing
with the big boys, little girl," it taunted as it raised its
massive booted foot, intending to stomp on her head. It was
distracted by a chorus of gunshots and a hail of flying lead
that sent it stumbling off-balance, dropping to the ground.

"Put down your weapon and release that girl, then give yourself
up!" the loudspeaker blazed as the police sirens went off
everywhere. At least four cars must've arrived on the scene,
attracted by the earlier noise . . .

Obsidian rose up effortlessly, not a single scratch on his armor
from the gunfire. A few more overzealous cops opened fire,
sending bullets ricocheting off his chest plate. With a hollow
laugh he raised his sickle in his hand, tossing the length of
chain that wasn't wrapped around Usagi skyward.

As the chain soared up to its full height the warrior yanked
down on it, sending the sickle flying down and through the
window of a cop car. With a gasp Sailor Moon noticed the car was
completely pulverized by the shot, crumpled into a steel
deathtrap for the officer inside. With a mighty heave Obsidian
used the sickle like a hook to pull the car into the air,
swinging it on the end of his chain around and around . . .

The police officers scattered in a panic as he sent the car
flying into the others, clearing them all in one fell swoop. As
he enjoyed his victory with a hollow laugh though, he heard a
voice from behind him, "Let her go right now, Nega-sleaze,
unless you want big trouble!"

He turned laboriously to rest his eyes on another girl, dressed
similar to the first but with green trimmings and bow on her
outfit. She was pointing her finger threateningly toward him,
with a fearless look on her face, "You heard me scum, drop her
or I drop you."

Having found how weak his opponents were, Obsidian was
apparently up to playing a few games. He released the chain,
then spun and charged at Jupiter, full speed. She did an angel
jump just before he reached her, leaping fifty feet into the
air, letting him grab at air. She came back down gracefully on
his shoulder, kicking him out onto his face with the inertia of
her fall.

He spun to face her again, growling now. "Don't say I didn't
warn ya," Makoto said with a sneer as she threw a right hook
right into his helmet. To her surprise her Sailor-strength
didn't even help, and she found herself with an aching hand as
she stumbled back from the rising Goliath.

Obsidian hit her with a mighty backhand, taking her off her feet
and sending her flying several meters. She rolled in the air and
came into a tucked up ball, crying out, "Jupiter Thunder,
crash!"

Electricity surrounded her tucked in form as she hovered,
suspended in space. A lightning bolt shot down from the clouds,
slamming into her. She gave a pitiless grimace to Obsidian and
then threw her arms and legs outward from her, sending a great
wave of lightning jolting across the yard at him. The blast hit
dead-center in his chest, sending him stumbling back a few
steps. His armor conducted electricity so well that he had to
struggle to keep from showing how badly he was hurt as he
started back toward the chain-wrapped Usagi.

"You don't get it do you? I said let her go!" Jupiter cried,
crossing her arms in preparation for another blast.

Obsidian grabbed the chain hastily, presenting it to her, "Go
on, weather witch. Blast me with your lightning bolts, and watch
them conduct on this chain. Your friend will certainly
appreciate it, won't she?"

Makoto spared a short, worried glance to Usagi, then stared back
at Obsidian, hate filling her eyes, "Just let her go already,
you sleazeball! You can take me instead, just let her go!"

Obsidian started to say something, but a great power threw them
all off balance then. A beam of purple-black light shot out from
the house, blazing into the air, surrounded by a pillar of white
energy. The air crackled with power as blinding light shown out
from the kitchen. Obsidian and Jupiter stood dumbfounded as
Sailor Moon cried out, "Chibiusa!"

Seeing her chance, Makoto raced toward the distracted Obsidian.
Before he could respond she was taking to the air, coming at him
with a startlingly powerful heel kick. He fell off balance as
she came down in front of him, spinning on her heel to deliver a
devastating roundhouse, then continuing the inertia to come back
around and land a knee to the stomach, following on up with a
reverse into a sweeping anklekick. The combination was more than
the confused Obsidian could handle, and it sent him flying into
the hedge.

Jupiter hurriedly freed Sailor Moon from the chains, the two
running quickly from them before their opponent could stand. As
he did, he gave them both a look of supreme anger, brandishing
his kusari-gama, "You win this time, Scouts . . . but I will
return."

With that he whipped the weighted end of the chain out and
hooked it around Usagi's mother from the position he'd left her
at to pursue the battle. Bringing the sickle down he slashed the
fabric of reality, teleporting them both away before either of
the Scouts could move.



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