Chapter Two: What in the Name of?

 

     *Serena was in the park. Beryl was gone. The four Generals and Ann and Alan were gone. Rubeus, Emerald, Sapphire, Diamond, Wise Man, the Doom Phantom, Five Witches, Dr. Tomoe, Pharaoh 90, Mistress 9, The Amazon Quartet, Queen Nephernia, and now Chaos. Not to mention all of the countless youma she had killed along the way. She had killed them all. She had killed Hotaru, or Sailor Saturn to defeat her enemies, and now she had killed Darien. It was her fault they had died. All her fault. She was a murderer. She should be locked up in prison for what she had done. Yet, here she was, alive and well, while countless others had died for her. They were evil, she knew. But it still made her feel guilty when she thought of Darien. He hadn't been evil. Yet, now he was dead. Boy oh boy, was she a wonderful person or what? She missed her friends. All of them, including Luna and Artimis, had gone to visit Galexia for what Luna called 'the training experience of a lifetime', leaving her the only scout left to defend the planet if a problem should arise. She needed a pick-me-up. Shopping? No, she didn't have any money. Row out  on the lake? No, to tiring. A walk through the rise gardens? No, too many memories. A double chocolate milkshake? 'Sounds good.' She thought as she walked off toward the arcade.

     She entered the sliding doors and was greeted with a loud "Seweena!" Suddenly her legs were engulfed in a large hug. She bent down and picked up the little boy at her ankles.

" Hey Nicky! How's my big boy?"

"Good. Wann a chocolate shake?"

"You bet. But I was kind of hoping your father would pay for it, seeing as how I'm broke." She said, giving a significant glance to Andrew while she spoke.

"Yeah. Sure Sere." He said as he started to make the shake.

"So how've you been Andy?" She asked him, still holding 'Nicky'.

"Fine, as well as can be expected. It's hard not to be happy with Nicky around,  but I miss him all the same." Andrew shot a loving glance at his four- year old son. It turned out that while Rita was in Africa, she was pregnant. After she came back, she had a three- year old baby boy with her, so Andrew decided that it was time for marriage.

"I know what you mean. This young man is just so cute!" She tickled the little boy's stomach and he squealed with laughter. "How's Rita?"

"She's really worn out, but who isn't?"

"I know what you mean." Serena became serious. "Andrew. I'm sorry about Darien. It was my fault, I couldn't protect him..."

"It wasn't your fault Sere. Darien knew something like this might happen one day, that's why he told me when he did. No one could have stopped the events, it was fate. Now here, drink this and it'll make you feel better."

"Thanks Andrew."

"No problem." Serena finished her drink slowly as she stayed and chatted with Andrew and Nicky. Finally, she told them she needed to get home before her parents worried too much about her. Strolling out of the arcade, she got a couple of blocks down the road when a loud rumbling noise made her stop and listen hard. She was thrown hard against a wall and then watched in horror as things began to be crushed and moved, pounded and squashed. People panicked, and it seemed as if people began appearing out of nowhere. Odd buildings she had never seen came crashing down upon already standing buildings. Serena watched the arcade suddenly become surrounded by three strange buildings and saw Andrew and Nicky run out of the building to see what was going on.

When it was all over,   Serena stood and looked around, surveying the damage done. It looked like an earthquake had come through and leveled the buildings like a wrecking ball. She saw hurt people dragging people out from underneath huge cement blocks, and others mourning over dead bodies that were laying in the street. She saw a family standing together, weeping over a woman's dead body. Her family! Surely they must have been hit with the earthquake too, if that was what it was. She ran home, hoping and praying everything would be alright when she got there.

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     Right in front. In the center. Right beneath her watchful eye. It made him think: who was guarding whom? She watched him like a hawk watches a field mouse. 'Poor me' he thought selfishly. 'Stuck in here with all these delegates and her.'

     He had been in this same room in the same place for well over five hours. The men and Relena, the only woman delegate, had been arguing over the same peace agreement for the last three hours of the meeting, and so far no progress what so ever had been made. Hiiro stifled a yawn and noticed movement out of the corner of his eye. His mission was to protect Relena, no matter how board or uncomfortable he was. And he never failed a mission. Heaving an inward sigh, he slowly crawled away from the front and center seat he had been sitting in. Somehow, he had a feeling that today was going to be a bad day. A very bad day.

     As he got to the side of the room, he slipped behind a pillar of cement. He stood up from the ground and checked to make sure his gun was loaded. He had the safety off and was ready to shoot at a seconds notice. As he watched the figure, he noted something very peculiar about it's movements. It appeared that the person was a woman, and she seemed normal enough on the outside. Oh, except for the fact that she was now glowing a soft red. Hell, forget the glowing, she was levitating right above Relena's head.

Hiiro aimed his gun and shot. The woman should have fallen to the ground no problem, but she simply brushed the bullets off; as if it was no big deal that they had never touched her in the first place. She turned and looked directly at Hiiro. Then, with a sweep of her arm, she brushed him aside without even touching him.

 The other Pilots had run in from their stations in the hall at the sound of the shots. Now they watched as their perfect comrade fell to the floor effortlessly. They too fired their guns at the woman who floated in the air, only to be greeted with the same response as Hiiro had been. As all five if the Gundam Pilots fell, the woman spoke.

"I am the apocalyptic sign. I am the apocalypse itself. I am Chaos!" She nearly screamed the last words as she let a brighter red beam go from her hand straight though the ceiling of the Congressional Building.

The building at first stayed steady, but soon enough, it began to rock and sway back and forth. The cement columns on the sides on the walls began to break away from the ways and tip towards the chairs where the delegates were seated. As mass hysteria claimed the occupants of the room, only five boys remained un-scared and unscathed from the damage the woman called 'Chaos' was creating. As the columns toppled, the building's walls fell, as if a curtain had been dropped from above. They did not fall in, towards the delegates, nor did they fall out towards the forest. They fell straight down, giving the people of the building a good look at the outside world. Suddenly, there was no forest. There was no Sank Kingdom Palace in the background, and in their places were houses.  There were people running out of the houses as other buildings landed on them, there were people appearing out of thin air, and there was total and utter chaos.

Finally, after a good twenty minutes, the shaking subsided and the dust cleared. What a site they beheld when were able to climb out from the mess of the building. People were everywhere, calling for lost family and friends. Rubble, dirt, trash, all lay in disarray, and the worst was, there were hundreds of bodies, strewn about the street, underneath rubble and concrete, some alive, but most dead.*