Ari --------------------------------------------------------------------- SAILOR MOON 2050 Disclaimers: You know who Sailor Moon belongs too. =====CHAPTER 2: FIRST ASSIGNMENT===== BERGER HOUSEHOLD 2:00 A.M. EASTERN TIME Robert awoke from his sleep in the middle of the night, from a very strange dream. It was the wierdest thing! First, he was in hea- ven, and Vicki, Nina, Jessica, and his best friend Tom were there with them. They were standing in front of five beautiful women...and then, they were wearing these strange outfits. That's all he could remember, just those sections. "Oh, man," Rob said, looking around the darkened bedroom, some light peeking in from the phoneican blinds. "What time is it?" He looked at his alarm clock. "Two A.M.? Hmmmm..." He laid back down. "Thank the Saints I can still get five hours more sleep." He was about to drift back off to sleep, when his eyes opened again in wonder. "Did I just say 'Thank the Saints?'" "You did." Then he felt a weight on his stomach. "Who said that?!" He looked at what was on his stomach. "And where'd this cat come from?" "Hey, nice to see you too," the cat said. This caused Robert to fling the cat across the room, and back out of bed with a scream. "Oh great, I'm having another freaky dream!" "No, you're not, Robert." "HEY! How'd you know my name?" "You're Sailor Moon, remember? Take a look at your hand." He looked at his left hand, and sure enough, that beautiful gold watch was in place on his wrist. "Now that you remember, allow me to intro- duce myself. I am Luna. I will be watching over you and your fellow Sailors as your guardian, along with Artemis." She hopped up on the bed and looked at him. "Are you gonna be alright?" "Yeah," he said, picking up the cat. "I think I will. Lemme take a good look at you." He looked at the cat up and down, and noti- ced the crescent moon on her forehead. "I remember you now. We met at the stadium earlier." He got back inot bed and pulled his many covers over him, and asked of Luna again. "Is there a way for us to get back up into Heaven?" "You're only permitted back when you are summoned," Luna ex- plained. "That's the only way to get back there...whether you leave on your own power or not. And you're only going to be summoned for spe- cial things, such as special assignments, major threats...inducting new Sailors...." ZYLAN RESIDENCE MEANWHILE "...and as far as your parents are concerned, I am your pet cat," Artemis finished. "Just like Luna is to Robert." "Oh, man," Tom said, staring at the white cat with the crescent moon on his forehead in disbelief. "This is too much." "Awww, don't worry about it so much," Artemis said. "Give it some time; it'll sink in." He looked at his VCR clock. "Hey it's get- ting kinda late. Don't you think you should get back to bed?" "Oh yeah you're right!" Tom quickly sprang back into bed. "I got a huge test tomorrow in history!" "Yeah?" Artemis jumped up on the bed and curled up next to Tom. "On what?" "America under Al Gore, Christina Whitman, Rob Andrews and Co- lin Powell. I'll tell you more tomorrow. Goodnight." ?????????? At that same time, a manaical figure was planning a scheme of his own. Deep inside the Negaverse, a wicked being was planning his own machine of devistation and destruction. Primary objective: rule all of existance and live forever as its ruler. He looked around the des- troyed throne room. The only thing still in one piece was the huge, e- laborate throne that stood in the center of the room. "Pitiful mess," he said. He raised his hands above his head, and the room was restored to pristine condition. The man sat down then on the throne. "Ahhhhhh.... "Today...is the day. The day that I revive the old ways of the Negaverse and claim its RIGHTFUL PLACE..." Those last two words echoed throughout the throne room. "...as ruler of all existance. "But first, I must think out a plan." He rised up off of his throne, and walked slowly around the room. "You see, I can easily de- stroy the entire universe with my bare hands...however, I am too weak now." As he gazed out the newly restored window, this man - his head nearly completely round, with a deeply serious facial expression, cold, unyielding green eyes, and dressed all in black leather from head to toe - bearing the name of Sobo, let the wheels in his head turn. "It seems as if a *new* generation of Sailor Scouts has been called to serve mankind once again," Sobo said to himself. "Bigger. Stronger. Faster. More powerful. More fearless. This is what I am sensing. But if these new Scouts can far suprass those of the origin- als, then WHY weren't they DESTROYED?! "The negaverse has made many blunders in the past, and the one time they ACTUALLY do something right, the end result is their complete and utter destruction!" He snapped his body around, away from the win- dow. "But no matter; If I learn from their mistakes, I will crush these pitiful creatures, like ants! "To accomplish my goals, I first need energy. Lots of it." Sobo took some time - he didn't know exactly how much - and snapped his fingers and let out an 'A-HA!' in excitement. "The earth has more than 8.5 billion citizens...more than enough to form into an invincible army and onto VICTORY! It's simple...go to earth, transform some pathetic human into my personal servant, have him - or her - round up some ener- gy, and when the time is right, BANG!" "You tell 'em, your highness!" Sobo turned around to his three loyal followers. They were all wearing midnight blue military uni- forms, each trimmed in either light blue, red, or green. The first, with the blue trim, was Trouterman, the scrawny merman. At any time, he could take total control of water in all forms, especially polluted water, which was even more lethal. But he could also freeze anything into solid ice without a second thought. His spiked, unkempt blond hair went along perfectly with his chicks-dig-scrawny-pale-guys look. The second - Heverman - wore red trim on his uniform. He had a head as big as his ego, which was quite massive. With a simple wave of his hands, he could summon fire the likes that no earthling has ever seen in that day and age. He had curly, black hair and an oak complex- ion. Finally, there was Smithman. He was a special breed. A power- ful earth-elemental, this titan with a back as broad as a door, a good eight feet tall, a head as bald and shiny as a bowling ball, coul easi- ly pick up and throw a mountain halfway across any planet. All he nee- ded was five solid meals a day...or energy; lots and lots of human en- ergy. Forests could be flattened into a barren wasteland under his e- normous feet. His dark blue uniform trimmed with green was so tight a- gainst his heavily-built body, it bearly stayed in one piece and didn't rip or tear. "Gentlemen," Sobo concluded, "I have thought it over. Tomorrow we will start anew. First, the earth, second, the entire universe!" He let out an enthused laugh. But then, his expression suddenly changed. "There is one last detail; that treacherous backstabber must never be allowed to align himself with the Sailor Scouts. Studeman is the biggest threat to us if he and Sailor Moon join forces. I want him exterminated on sight, no questions asked!" EUROPA CAFETERIA 12:30 THE NEXT DAY "I can't believe I FAILED!" Tom and Robert were sitting in the cafeteria for lunch as Tom was upset over his failing test grade in history. "I feel like such a moron!" "Relax, Tom," Rob reassured. "It's not the end of the world." "I got my assassins mixed up, man. That's what really killed me!" He picked his head up from his folded arms on the table. "I got everyone confused! JEFF WILSON shot TUPAC SHAKUR, and JIM McCULLOUGH shot NOTORIOUS B.I.G.! They were both grand wizards of the Ku Klux Klan!" "What about WWIII? Tipped off in 2007 when President Whitman was assassinated in Myrtle Beach by Serbian terrorists-" "...and then China interfered, attacked San Francisco, Seattle, Calgary and Vancouver. They were so distracted after we bombed the capital Beijing, Indian troops and Tibetan revolutonists helped liber- ate Tibet. And then...what's that?" The two looked out the window into the courtyard, and saw seve- ral students running away in terror. Except for one student, who was glowing with an intense purple light. "PUN!" Robert shouted. "What's wrong with him?!" "I dunno," Tom said. "We better check it out." As they rushed out into the courtyard, they saw that the victim, Raymond Pun, had been transformed into a giant knight in black armor, his helmet bearing the face of a hideous demon. He towered above the two young men, and let out a yell that echoed throughout the school grounds. "Good Saints!" Tom shouted. "Yeah this guy is quite...did you just say 'Good Saints'?" "I think so." "You know, this is gonna be quite hard to get used to. People might think there's something wrong with us." "Do you think they might suspect a connection?" "Hard to tell at this point." "ARE YOU PITIFUL HUMANS THROUGH?" the knight interrupted. They noticed a short man wearing a gray and red uniform hovering near the knight's head. "You heard what my friend said," the smaller man said. "Who the hell are you?" they both asked. "Get used to seeing my pretty face," he said. "I am Heverman of the Negaverse!" He started to hover higher above the group. "Now to let Cecil here tear you pathetic humans to shreds...!" As he hover- ed away, Rob lunged at the giant knight. "Yeah right," Robert shouted. "Try AGAIN!" His intention was to tear Cecil's head - or at least his helmet, if he didn't have any- thing underneath that thing - with one shot. Only, Cecil caught him in mid-flight, and flung him across the courtyard, right into a brick wall. As he slid off the wall, a large crater remained where he made impact. "Rob!" Tom shouted as he rushed over to Robert. "Are you al- right?" "Unnnnnnnh..." was the responce he got. "I feel like crap." Tom pulled him up to his feet. "This guy's got some deathwish he want fulfilled?" "You forgot Robert! We're superheroes now!" His head snapped up at this. "We can take this guy!" "That's right!" Rob clenched his fist and brought it across his chest. "Ready?" "I'm ready boss! VEN-" All of a sudden, his transformation phase was interrupted. "Tom," Rob said. "Can you do me one favor?" "What's that?" "PLEASE, don't call me boss, okay?" "Alright. Shall I?" "I hear ya! MOON CRYSTAL POWER!!!" "VENUS POWER!!!" After all the flashing light faded away, the new Sailor Moon and Sailor Venus were standing, side by side. "I'm ready for you this time!" Sailor Moon shouted. "I am Sai- lor Moon, cham...huh?" When they hurried back to where Cecil was, they saw he was gone. "Where'd he go?" Sailor Venus asked. "How could lose something that big?" Just then, the fire drill bell went off. They looked a- round, and saw a gym class filing out of the gym. And Cecil appearing close to them. "OH NO!" The kids filing out into the parking lot were screaming in ter- ror as they saw the giant, clad in black armor staring down at them. "YOUR ENERGY IS *MINE,* PUNY HUMANS!" Cecil shouted. He held his battleaxe high above his head, and it glowed with a red light. The light engulfed the teens, sucking them dry. Then, when it faded com- pletely away, the kids collapsed. THE NEGAVERSE As Sobo sat on his throne, he sensed the stolen energy, and closed his eyes, waiting to accept it. The same light that stole the first wave of energy, he let out an evil laugh. "That's it...energy..." he murmured. "I must have more! MORE I tell you!" "Sir," Troutman tried to explain, "you must be careful, sir. If you absorb too much at a time, it can do you some serious damage!" "SHUT UP!" Both commanders backed off slowly at this, and let the light engulf Sobo. BACK ON EARTH "That's it, I've seen enough!" Cecil turned around, and saw two boys dressed in similar styles of clothes. "Eh? WHO ARE YOU?!" "Oh, you didn't know?" Sailor Venus asked. "Your nega-ass better call somebody! I am Sailor Moon, champi- on of justice!" Sailor Moon shouted. "This isn't the flirt in a skirt from 50 years ago, my man! I'm new and improved, and I'm better than EVER!" THE NEGAVERSE "What's that?!" Sobo asked. "Sailor Moon is here already?" He had a panicked look on his face for a moment, but it slowly twisted into a sinister grin. "No matter. He has a lot of energy...I will be sure to put it to good use. BACK ON EARTH "C'mon Cecil," Heverman said from high above the battlefield. "Drain their energy; suck them dry!" "Sorry mister," Sailor Venus said, looking up. "You're not gonna drain anymore than you have!" Just then, Cecil raised his axe a- gain, and started to drain energy from Tom. "YEOWWW!" THE NEGAVERSE "WOW!!!" Sobo shot forth in his throne. His face lit up like a christmas tree in shock. Troutman and Smithman looked on in shock, but said nothing. Sobo was panting heavily, but he soon relaxed in his throne. "Ohhhhohohohoho...the colors..." A smile formed on his face. Now Troutman and Heverman were becoming really scared. "This is great shit, man..." Smithman and Troutman simply exchanged glances.... BACK ON EARTH Cecil and Heverman watched and laughed as Sailor Moon helped Sailor Venus to his feet. "Oh, please!" Heverman said. "Don't tell me that the mighty Sailor Moon is so easily defeated!" "We have to get the others out here," Sailor Venus said to Sai- lor Moon. "I know," Sailor Moon answered. "But they can't get out here without being flagged for cutting class!" "This is gonna be a problem," Venus said as the two stood up. "Enough! Finish him, Cecil!" "WITH PLEASURE," the knight said. He wound up with his axe, intending to split the two in half in one fell swoop. But then, a thin, white narrow dart hit Cecil right in the hand he held the axe with. As it fell to the ground, another one of those same darts landed between the Sailor Knights and Cecil. "What is that?" Moon said, bending down to pick up the dart. He examined it thoroughly. It looked like a rolled up piece of paper. "What is this? A blunt?" "A blunt? Where?" Heverman asked. He looked around, and saw a man wearing a similar uniform as he is. Only, it is trimmed in gold, not red, like his. A reporter's hat sat atop his short, curly, bleach- blond hair. Heverman shook in fear when he stood next to the Knights. "I thought I'd find you here," the man said. He turned to the Knights. "Sailor Moon, Sailor Venus, this one is yours. I'll handle the ugly one; you two take out Cecil!" Tom drew his Crescent Pistol and pelted Cecil with numerous crescent beams. One more powerup shot left him stunned. "Now! Put him away!" "This is academic from here," Moon said as he took off his ban- danna. It quickly turned into his boomerang. "Moon boomerang... MAGIC!!!" The boomerang flew through the air and found home on Cecil's chest plate. He disintegrates moments later. As he caught his weapon, he looked around for the stranger. "Hey, where'd the other two go?" A moment later, the stranger reappeared. "They'll be back." "Who are you?" Venus asked. "They will not rest until they destroy all of you and claim the earth as their own. I was once one of them; I will help guide you to victory." Then, he started to fade away. "Wait! What's your name?" they asked. "I am Studeman. I am your friend. Until next time, Sailor Knights.... =====TO BE CONTINUED=====