*Theme
song: Never Surrender, by Stan Bush*
Reuisu
drank his tea calmly, looking at the very old pictures that had been taken when
he and Michelle had been there the last time.
He smiled, remembering the good old days over 1,000 years ago...
Oracle:
Reuisu, are you listening to me?
Reuisu
snapped out of his daze and returned his attention to his laptop screen, where
the red CGI image of Oracle looked at him.
Reuisu:
Sorry, just reminiscing.
Oracle:
Reminisce later. I've been doing some
checking, and it's confirmed: Michelle is still in Paris.
Reuisu:
Good. I don't like wild goose chases.
Oracle:
There's something else you should know.
Apparently the- ...-...-ided that......-
Reuisu:
Oracle, your signal's breaking up! From
the looks of it outside, it's an electrical storm. I'll contact you when I get on the ground.
Oracle:
Wait! You have-
The
image turned completely to static.
Reuisu sighed and once again looked out the window. The black clouds were menacing, adding to
the overall depressing scene before him.
Reuisu also noticed that the plane was beginning its descent. Reuisu panicked for a moment, believing
possibly that the plane was crashing.
But he realized he would've heard a sound or an explosion. The plane was moving down because the pilots
had wanted it.
A
stewardess passed by Reuisu's seat, and he stopped her for a moment.
Reuisu:
Excuse me, miss, why are we going down here?
The
stewardess blinked for a moment in confusion.
Stewardess:
Sir, we're not allowed to enter airspace over Paris.
Reuisu:
Why not?!
Stewardess:
Because Paris is a No-man's land, sir.
Reuisu
held onto the hat on his head as the wind blew around him on all sides from the
plane's takeoff. He glared at the
plane, severely peeved from the sudden knowledge that Paris was off-limits to
all civilians, and that any entry could get them a sentence of at least one
year in prison.
Reuisu
didn't care much for that kind of rule.
Before
him was a large brick wall with barbed wire on top of it. He closed his eyes and began focusing, and
searched within himself the inhuman powers that he had acquired from the Sailor
Centauri armor. When he opened his
eyes, they were glowing a bright yellow, and he leapt into the air and over the
wall, landing safely. He quickly shook
himself around a little, breaking away from the powers that he dreaded so much.
He
looked around, seeing torn up streets, garbage and asbestos everywhere, and
half-destroyed buildings. He cringed at
this site, wondering what could've possibly happened to cause all this
destruction.
Voice:
LEAVE ME ALONE!
Reuisu's
ears perked up. He could hear some sort
of struggle nearby, and immediately ran off in the direction of the
screams. Unlike most times this sort of
thing had happened, it had been in a dark alleyway, away from most prying
eyes. The real injustice was that he
could see clearly that it was happening in one of the many broken and
disjointed streets. He saw three men
holding a woman and tearing her clothes apart.
It was
a sight that Reuisu saw all-too often.
And a
sight he was sick of.
He
roared, loud enough for them to hear him and turn their gaze over to him. He was running at them, the sides of his
trench coat waving from the wind resistance as his hands were balled up into
fists. The men pulled out handguns and
aimed at Reuisu. It was too late,
though, for Reuisu had reached them and he jumped into the air, kicking one in
the head and landing gracefully on the ground, and low kicked the second to the
hard, rocky ground beneath them. The
third was a bit surprised and let off two shots of his gun, both missing Reuisu
as he leapt into him and punched him hard in the gut.
The
woman got up and let out a quick thank you before running off down the
street. The three were unconscious, and
grogging in their light sleep.
Reuisu:
I have to get a better understanding of what happened here... Time for an aerial view! HEAVENLY ANGEL POWER!!!
A
silhouette of Reuisu appeared, he was holding out his transformation stick,
which immediately turned into a long yellow staff. Angel wings came out of his back, with a wingspan of eight
feet. The wings had feathers fly out,
and the feathers merged into his torso, forming the shirt and gray bow of the
outfit. More feathers flew out and
wrapped around his arms, forming the sleeves and gloves. Yet again, more feathers flew out and
wrapped around his legs and feet, forming white pants and boots. A golden belt with an engraved cross in the
center formed around his waste. A
coronet of gold formed around his head, which formed two sides on the sides of
his head. A jewel formed into a cross
on the forehead of the coronet. He
stood in a pose of his angel wings extended outwards from his sides, and him
aiming his staff outwards.
Sailor
Angel's wings extended out, and he leapt into the air and flapped them as he
took off into the sky. From above, the
city looked pretty much the same as it did on the streets, but on a larger
scale. There were giant fires, little
or no light, collapsed buildings, haphazard environments, all of the things one
would see in what was usually termed a post-apocalyptic city.
But
there was one problem with that that Angel contemplated: What apocalypse had occurred
to cause such a thing to happen? He
needed more information, so he swooped down near one of the few buildings that
had light in it. He peeked into one of
the windows, and saw that it was a warehouse.
Inside of it, however, was something else. There were machines that were mass-producing what appeared to be
cocaine and crack. A few machines were
spewing out small bottles of heroin.
Angel cringed at the site of it, but then saw a site that made him smile
deeply: Sailor Moonshine.
Moonshine
was with Tyrael, and they were beating the crap out of several men and women
working in the warehouse. Angel landed
on the ground and rushed through some doors that were there. He ran at Tyrael and Moonshine, who had
their backs to him. Angel gasped as he
saw one man raising a gun behind them, preparing to shoot his two allies. Angel leapt at the man, tackling him and
making a rather large slamming sound from it.
Moonshine
and Tyrael had just finished knocking two men unconscious before they turned
around and gasped at the sight of Sailor Angel standing before them, breathing
deeply. Their shocked expressions
quickly turn to wide smiles.
Moonshine:
Reuisu! You're-
Angel:
Rather disappointed.
The
two's smiles faded into confused expressions, with Angel looking at them
scornfully.
Angel:
I would've thought by now you would've learned to watch your backs.
The two
winced at him. However, Angel
immediately after it did a wide grin.
Angel:
But also rather ecstatic!
Angel
ran at them, and Moonshine ran to him, and the two embraced in a hug. They held each other tightly, definitely
having missed one another.
Michelle:
Sorry about the condition of this place, it's the best I could do with limited
funds...
Michelle
and Tyrael led Reuisu into a dilapidated building, which had holes in the walls
and water pipes with leaks in them.
Reuisu winced at the surroundings, a bit disgusted by the fact that this
was where the married couple was staying.
Inside the main room were a few chairs and a broken up bed. The three sat down in the chairs.
Reuisu:
I'm not very surprised by the surroundings here comparing it to the rest of the
city, but what I don't understand is how it got this way!
Michelle
hung her head down a little.
Michelle:
Did you ever hear anything about a terrorist attempt to fly an airplane into
the Eiffel Tower?
Reuisu:
Are you kidding? We almost went there
ourselves to ensure more security.
Michelle:
Well, the Outer court of Serenity decided to handle things on their own without
the consent of her majesty. They
decided that to keep the city under lock and key would be counterproductive, so
they just ordered the marshal law in the city, which slowly turned it into a No
Man's Land. During that time, crime
syndicates and mob bosses took over the town.
I got word from an anonymous tipster about it, and that's why I came
here.
Reuisu:
How did it get declared a No Man's Land without anyone knowing? Surely something like this would be in the
news!
Tyrael:
The outer court is threatening any news agency that tries to print the
information. I doubt even her majesty
Queen Serenity knows about this.
Reuisu:
In that case, we must find a way to bring Paris back to its former glory! And quickly, there's a reason why I've come
to bring you back.
Michelle:
I was thinking the same thing. That
attack on the drug lab was actually an information-gathering mission. We've discovered that a Crime Boss named
Erico controls most of Paris, and if we can take him down in the next day or
two, we can try to regain control.
Tyrael:
The problem is that us three will not be enough to regain control of an entire
city. We've wanted to contact Neo-Queen
Serenity about it, but have been unable to get a line.
Reuisu:
Leave that to me! I shall contact the
Queen, and we'll tell her about it. If
we can lift the No Man's Land, we can get military police to regain control of
the city!
Michelle:
Then let's get to it!
Reuisu
reached inside the bag he was carrying, and pulled out a laptop. He saw a blinking blue light on it,
indicating a communications transmission.
He typed in a few commands, and the image of Davros appeared on the
screen. Reuisu winced for a moment.
Davros:
Ah, Reuisu, good! I have news for you.
Reuisu
narrowed his eyes.
Reuisu:
Well, get on with it, then.
Davros:
I've made contact with Lucy.
Reuisu:
Will she be returning with you?
Davros:
She's got some real problems over in London, Reuisu. She and I will have to deal with them before we can meet up with
everyone else. However, we have also
received word from Anna that she's met up with Miya.
Reuisu:
Good! Any word from Chris and
Christine?
Davros:
None. I've asked Oracle to check in
with Christine, but she still hasn't responded to any communications.
Reuisu:
Well, I'm sure she's all right. In the
meantime, help Lucy with whatever problems she has, then get the hell out of
London and meet up with us. Reuisu out.
Reuisu
slammed down the laptop monitor and sighed.
Michelle:
So what Tyrael told me was true: Davros really has become Sailor Centauri.
Reuisu:
Unfortunately, yes.
Michelle:
Well, as much as I'd like to reassure you right now that he's a good person
now, we have more pressing concerns.
Reuisu
nodded.
Reuisu:
Indeed! Computer: Get me a direct-link
to Oracle; include a message that I need a secure line to Neo-Queen
Serenity! By God, Paris shall be
retaken!
To Be
Continued...