Rated:  R for strong language.

Hey, peoples~
This is the concluding volume of ASSOTRW!
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BakaElyk
Masked Maiden
The Mage of the Eternal Flame
Princess Starina.

Anyways, here it is, Mamo's section.
And I know Everyone will hate Setsuna or at least she sounds like a sap, or
somethign.
Any ways, this is bad, because Setsuna is portrayed so wrong or soemthign.
Seeya,
ChibiMercury
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A SHORT STORY ON THE REAL WORLD; MAMORU

        I looked up from the bloody puddle in which I lay upon on the ground
in a
filthy heap.  My left eye proved dead, as it was swollen shut in a purplish
prison and my face, my face, I could just imagine it; a bloody pulp beaten
to
death.  I knew for a fact that at least three of my ribs were broken, I
could
see them pointing out of my chest dangerously.  And I couldn't move my left
arm, much less feel it.  I tasted the bitter trail of blood in my mouth, and
I
had already spit a rebel tooth onto the ground in a bloody mass of gravel.

        And where was the monster who'd done this to me?  Ruined my life
beyond
repair so that I'd never see another blue sky in my life? There were no
NegaCreatures in sight.  That I knew by looking out of my only good eye,
which
wasn't all that good itself, now that I think of it. The only one who stood
by
was Pluto.  But it wasn't the Pluto I knew.  No, this Pluto, she was a
dangerous one, a beast, a savage, a horrible creature in which you have
nightmares of in the night.  She grinned evily at me, and tucked a stray bit
of her long, flaxen green hair back in place.  She wasn't so much as bruised
by the mess, and I was dying at her feet.  And what was worse was that she
looked as if she enjoyed it.

        But as I looked up, I saw hope; Setsuna stood there, not Pluto, and
she
didn't look evil or bad.  She looked almost innocent, and I miserably forgot
what Pluto'd done for the time.  I called her name weakly, for if anyone
could
help me now, it was her, my life lay in her palm as she was the only one
with
in hearing distance, "Setsuna, please, help," I stopped short with a groan,
"oog, oh, Setsuna, please, please, please," I couldn't seem to get the words
out, "please..... take me to Usako."

        And she looked towards me with her ageless, magenta eyes and
stunning beauty
with her olive complexion, and whispered a solitary word, "No."  No?  No!
NO?
NO! NO?!

        "Setsuna, why?  Why have you done this to me?"  I couldn't believe
her
insincerity, her cruel movements, the witch.  Now that I think of it, she's
always been the one to take away the senshi before they're deaths.  I was
beginning to wonder what she'd done with them.

        She took out her henshin wand and whispered the 5 mystic words,
"Pluto Star
Power, Make UP!"  She probably felt stronger facing me off as a senshi.  A
blinding light hid her from view and  she stood Pluto moments later.  "For
the
course of time, I shall protect the universe and history, I am Sailor
Pluto!"
Bitch, I thought, with an even cornier speech than mine for once.  That
thought made me smile.  Hm, at least I die smiling.

        "It's not your time to go, you'll stay with me for now."  Her
monotone voice
sounded so ugly, now that I think of it, really scary and frightening.

        Stay with her?  No, I want USAGI!  "PLUTO, you fuckin bitch," I said
in the
loudest voice I could manage, "As Endymion, King of Crystal Tokyo, Husband
of
Neo Queen Serenity, Father of Princess Small Lady, Tuxedo Kamen, protector
of
Sailor Moon, and most of all Mamoru, lover of Usagi, I _command_ you to take
me to them."

        And she looked at me again with one of the coldest expressions I've
ever
seen, her breathing quick and raspy, "And I, as Senshi of Pluto, Soldier of
Time, holder of the universe, and Setsuna, fashion designer, quiet, meek, 27
yr. old, I say no."  And she took a small step towards me with her [nas-tea]
grin and stood over my damaged body, my throat wavering in terror.  She
looked
at me and gave an evil, "Bwa ha ha ha," but of course, she didn't sound
quite
like that, but it didn't sound like her, either, but she looked at my
wrecked
body in which she kicked with her staff.  It hit me hard, like the kick of a
small pony.  I gasped hard in pain, would've doubled over if on my feet, yet
she took no notice as my breath fell short, "No, Endymion, Mamoru, Tuxedo
Kamen, whoever you maybe, I shall control all, starting with you," this was
not the Setsuna I knew, not the sweet girl who fashioned outfits with
incredible skill, not the caring woman who always showed up when hope seemed
lost.  Not the woman who loved all that was good and kind.

        I broke down with a sob, "Why, Setsuna, why?  What did I do to
deserve this?"
I shut my good eye and lay back, awaiting a blow I knew she would serve.  I
was almost in too much hurt to notice when she did, but my torn lips and
bent
nose prove she banged my mouth as blood coloured my face.

        "Everything," she replied, and I felt the sharp stab as her boot dug
into my
stomach, my intestines squirming about in a disgusting river pattern, "Die,"
she whispered so eerily that it sent a chill up my spine, "Die," she
whispered
again," and die a king!"

        It was then that I realized that I was no longer Tuxedo Kamen, but
King
Endymion, "PLUTO!" I howled in rage and pain, and I weakly tried to gain
footing, no heed to my bruises, but her Time staff quickly overpowered me
and
I lay on the ground, fighting for life.  I would either die and be gone, or
Setsuna could take me to Usagi.  I felt they were still alive somewhere.
Usagi lives, I tell you, I can feel it in my bones.  You see, I'm not as
stupid as I look, which says a lot.

        "If you die," she stated simply, "then of course Small Lady will
never be
born, and Usagi will be alone eternally, and you, why you can be mine."
Another one of her sinister grins poked my emotions with fear.

        She was alternating the future, making herself my bride, "Why? I
thought you
liked ChibiUsa!" I asked, shocked to find such a cold interior beneath the
warm, caring exterior of the woman I thought I knew.

        Her only response was a cold smile and she hit at me again.
Blackness
overwhelmed me.  I screamed to no one in particular, out into the cold,
starry
night.  Oh boy, was the pain excruciating.

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        "Konnichiwa, Mamoru," Ikuko greeted me, "Watashi (I) haven't seen
you in a
while."

        "7 yrs.," I replied with sad regret, "so, how's your family doing
since the
'you know'."
I couldn't bring myself to say the words, Ikuko probably had that same
problem.  I mean, deaths can hit a family hard, and the Tsukino's were no
exception to the rule.

        Ikuko's eyes watered unwillingly at the mention of the 'you know',
which was,
of course, Usagi's death.  ChibiUsa, lest I forget, was forgotten completely
by the Tsukino's since her hypnotism had died off with her death.  It seemed
unnatural for that to happen, but hey, what can I do?  Besides, it concerns
me
no more.

        "We've gotten along," she said sadly after a moment, "but," she
added on
second thought, "it's so quiet now, with no Usagi reporting with loud
screams
when she's late for school, and the refrigerator's always full now a days."
She managed a weak smile and wiped a solitary tear from her face.  It near
broke my heart as I thought of how she reminded me of Usako, although, I
have
to admit, Usagi resembled her family in no ways I can think of.

        "Um, Ikuko?  That's the reason I came today; Usagi.  I have to tell
you
something, something that might let you understand her death better..." my
voice trailed off as I stuttered uneasily, waiting, waiting.

        Suddenly the room was dead quiet and I heard Ikuko gasp a horrified
breath,
".._you_ know how she _died_?"  My cheeks lit a flame and I nodded
shamefully.
I mean, what else could I do?  Jump up and down on her sofa and yell, "I
KNOW
HOW USAGI DIED, I KNOW WHO KILLED HER, HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!!!"?

        Of course, when Usagi died, her body was found, as she had henshined
back
into Usagi from Sailor Moon with her death.  The senshi and I, we were too
heart broken to just bring her to her parents, dead as stone and just as
cold,
so we left her there.  But I, ...I left a perfect, red rose entwined in her
fingers, as a symbol of all we shared and what she meant to me, oh, my
Usako....  I wish I wasn't so mean to her.

        And the rose never wilted, I saw to that myself, with the powers of
Tuxedo
Kamen.  As far as I know, the rose is still out there somewhere, as it was
indestructible.  Probably in a land fill not too far away.

        "Ikuko, Usagi, ....well, Usagi was not an ordinary teenager.  In
fact, you
might say she was a super hero," I looked up, Ikuko listened, all ears, an
earnest expression played across her face, "A super hero by the name of
Sailor
Moon as the legend goes........"

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        So Ikuko learned the details of Usagi's death, yet I scratched out
the part
about ChibiUsa.  No point in making me seem like more of a nut case than I
already did.  She learned about the other senshi, the circumstances of their
death's, and I rewarded her with Usagi's old transformation brooch, but the
ginshoujzo [crystal] had long been removed.

        I doubt she believed me, but that's too bad for her, as she has
proof, I gave
it to her myself.  I had even foolishly henshined in front of her, into the
handsome stud, Tuxedo Kamen and afterwards, I ran to my apartment, and I
left
the last payment of rent on my kitchen counter. I left for good after that.
A
stupid act, but I wasn't thinking too well at the time.  I guess I thought
if
I stayed, some one probably would come after me to take me to an asylum
under
Ikuko's and Kenji's orders.

        But any ways, I hung out around local Mc Donalds, the Crown Video
Game
Center, and little cafes, and I had stupidly bleached my hair so no one
would
recognize me.  I bet I looked and smelled like a toilet bowl by the time I
left.  I bummed my way around for about two weeks until I saw Pluto, and
feared danger.  I mean, after all, you just don't see a senshi walking
around
in the park everyday.

        I feared there was danger somewhere nearby, so I had henshined and
ran to
Pluto's side.  At first she said that a youma was hiding, a camoflauge
youma,
and she was waiting for it to tire of hiding so she could blast it to
oblivion. So we stood around for a few minutes, waiting, and then she
attacked
so suddenly, I looked for the beast, awaiting the hideous creature.  But the
flair of light rushed towards me, and I suddenly felt feverish and hot as
the
light blinded my senses.  Was I the beast?!

        Pluto's blast knocked me against the wall, and that's where I first
noticed
blood trickling down from my temples.  At first I wasn't scared, just really
angry, as the young holds hot blood, so I attacked her, threw a handful of
steel tipped death roses at her.  She easily dodged my efforts and laughed,
"Give it up, Tuxedo Kamen-sama, you can't win, I've already seen to that.  I
saw that all the senshi lost their battles."

        Seen to what?  My losing the battle?  The senshi losing their
battles?  The
bitch!  I whipped out my cane and bashed it in her direction.  She jumped
over
it!  And then she laughed, I mean, she wasn't even out of breath, "Dead
Scream!"  And once again I was overpowered and hit the ground with a thud.

        Stars exploded like fireworks in my head and I scolded myself
shamefully,
"You, ouch...could've ... dodged that."  I threw a rose, but my heart wasn't
in it, it missed pitifully.  I screamed in rage, "Pluto, you fucking
asshole!
Leave me the hell alone," my swears fell lovely into a string of a sentence,
and even Sailor Pluto herself looked shocked at my choice of words.  I
couldn't help but smiling, if you know what I mean.  I could even faintly
hear
her humming, "he knows who's naughty and he knows who's nice, Santa Claus is
coming to town."
That was funny, although it really pissed me off, I mean, we were killing
each
other here, and she was humming Christmas songs??!!

        I saw she was off guard, and even though my head was exploding with
lights
and stars, and aimed another handful of roses in her direction and shot my
cane at her head.  And then I just sat back and smiled, she was offguard, no
way she could defend this movement.

        But at the last second, she simply stepped a few feet away,
completely
missing my parade.  And then she looked at me again threateningly.  You
know,
now that I think of it, Setsuna looks like a crow.  Pointless to say that,
yes, but she does at times.

        "Damn it, how the hell did you miss that??"  Anger replaced the
sweat and
blood running down my body like a flooding river, and I screamed swear after
swear at the girl, acting like a two year old who can't get some gum out of
a
25cent machine.  I mean, I even screamed, "It's not fair, I hate you!"  And
stamped my foot for good measure.

        But even under the circumstances, Pluto stood with her nauseating
grin,
unmoving.  And then attacked once more:  "I told you you can't win; Dark
Scream!"  The energy flew towards me and I crossed my fingers if anything
else, when a single cry broke threw to me, "MAMO, PLEASE FORGI-, NO, I'M
SORRY!"

        And so the battle ended there, what more can I say, save that either
my
imagination or Pluto wasn't really bad, maybe someone forced her to do that?
I don't know, but I was in no mood to ponder that idea at the time.

        And so now, here I am.  Nothing special, but a dead, road killed
piece of
shit, so you see.  And I'm slowly dying.  Setsuna is kneeling by my side,
but
I don't see her.  I feel too gone and numb.  I'm blacked out, I think, but I
faintly hear her voice, and a faint scratching sound against my body.  I
sense
sadness, if anything, major sadness.  I groaned as my heart clogged my
throat.

        Against my will, I shook my head and see clearly for a moment.  My
breathing
was speeding up, so I knew I didn't have much time.  But what I saw as I
opened my eyes threw me into such a shock.  It was Setsuna, and she was
crying.  Long, runny tears, ruining her mascara as she scratched at me,
trying
to wake me, with her hideous fingernails.

        "What, you asshole?"  I asked weakly, feeling so sympathy for the
whore.  She
had showed her true colours, and I had no interest in seeing her anymore.

        "NO, Mamoru," she cried desperately, "I didn't want to hurt you, she
made me,
she said it was for the best.... sent me from the yr. 6104 to tell you this,
I
didn't want to.  Please."

        I thought she was lying, but she had also tipped my curiosity, so
despite my
pain and blood, I grunted weakly, and pulled myself up some.  I was much too
weak and I fell into her ripped lap. I asked, dying, well, not dying, but
really wanting to know, "Who?...... Why?"

        And she looked down at me, a blink of hope shining threw her face,
"Oh,
Mamo," she cried overjoyed with a wide smile as tears glistening on her
cheeks.  She pushed away her now filthy and ruined hair and laughed with
relief, "Oh, Mamo," she laughed again, "It was Chiisa, she's queen now.  She
told me to!  Oh Mamo!"  She laughed again and pecked my head with her soft
lips.

        ChibiUsa?!  "Detail," I managed weakly, it was getting too hard to
speak,
"Don't.... understand."  I coughed up a bit of blood and she wiped it with
her
shirt, relief and grief dancing on her face.  She laughed aloud again,
"Danger
in the future," she began again, speaking rapidly and almost beyond my
hearing
(reader, please read this part really fast so its hard to understand,
kaysie?), "This universe wasn't stable, everything was falling apart.  Small
Lady, she's a very wise ruler, wiser than Serenity, and she, she's married
to
Helios, the old chap, but of course, she knew the kingdom couldn't survive,
so
she, yes," she paused to look at my unbelieving eyes, and her own reddish
eyes
twinkled somewhat merrily, "Yes, she couldn't save it, too far beyond
repair,
so she sent for me.  I was in Greece back in the BC's, having tea with a
nice
old Greek chap, put a bit too much lemon in for comfort, but ChibiUsa sent
for
me, so I had no choice but to leave.  Think I told my friend that my llama
was
out of milk, ha ha, how lame, but I went to Crystal Tokyo, and she told me,
Oh, Mamoru, they're was a terrible war going on!   All the senshi had died,
even Endymion and Serenity were gone, and poor old Helios, he was too
stubborn
to save himself and the evil had blasted him to oblivion, but Small Lady
sent
me here, and I did exactly what she said.  Found another dimension, just
like
this one, got rid of the evil in the future and sent everyone there to start
over."

        She was out of breath, and I had barely understood a word she said,
but she
had gotten her point across.  My daughter was saving us from evil that we
couldn't defeat.  Excitement and hope swallowed my heart, and I fell into a
wheezing fit.

        "No, Mamo, I lied, it's time for you to go." She spoke softly and
gently now,
"I'll take you there, as I should be going myself.  I'll have to go finish
my
tea of course, it was rude just to leave like that."  It was almost
impossible
for me to think that her alter ego had nearly killed me on purpous only
minutes ago.

        "Setsuna?"  I felt dizzy and lightheaded, my time was up.  I shut my
eye and
gasped in pain.  "If I don't.....make....it.  Tell Usa..ko, tell her
I....love
'er, I...... love 'er,..and.... and you're one
big.....sap,....major......disappointment."

        "Mamoru?  Mamo!  NO!"  She grasped my hand, I wasn't even aware of
it, "It'll
be all right, Mamo, you just wait, It'll be all right."  That's all I
remember
as I blacked out and breathed one last breath of air.  So, this is what it
felt like to die?

        Now before I continue, may I say that Setsuna is a big sap, I mean,
where
does she get off trying to kill me, and then cry and beg my forgiveness.  I
mean, she blamed it on my own daughter.  Sheesh.  What a dip.

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        {There are days when those gray skies make you blue.  Each forward
step you
take, you fall back by two.  You've been hit by some hard lucks, you just
can't stand...
        ....Call my name and I'll be there, there's nothing like the
laughter that we
share, Whenever you need someone or a shoulder to lean on, call my name and
I'll be there.}

        I remember waking up to singing, I heard voices ringing in my ears,
I tried
to pinpoint the owner of the sound, but sleep denied me that fact.  I fell
back asleep hearing the phrases of the soft song, laying in the comforts of
blankets and sheets.  'a bed' my mind told me with wonder and a small smile
curled my lips in spite of all I'd been through.

        "Endy?!  How can you still be asleep?  You're sleeping longer than
I've ever
slept, it's already 3:00!"  A shrill, high-pitched giggle.  I knew that
voice!
It was the only reason of my existence, it was the shining star of my sky.
It
was, could it be?  Was I wishing against hope when I cried, "Usagi?!"

        "No silly," she laughed, and my hope was crushed with defeat, "It's
me, Endy,
Serenity!"
Serenity?  Then that would mean...  Setsuna got me through.

        "Come on, Ends, let's go to the dining hall.  Makoto cooked up a
superbly
good lunch buffet for you.  Don't be rude, come and eat!"  She laughed in
shrill voice again, and I found myself thinking of Setsuna, Pluto, Senshi of
time.  "Where is she?"  I asked myself aloud, but Usagi, oops, I mean,
Serenity heard.

        "Who?  Makoto?  Oh, she's probably off with another one of those
guys of
hers.  Did you notice they all look like her old boyfriend?" She giggled
again
and I found myself grinning foolishly, Serenity, Usagi, Sailor Moon, she was
mine again, "You know, Seren, I'm not hungry for Makoto's food, if you get
what I'm saying..."

        Serenity smiled suddenly, her teeth glowing with pride, "Oh, is that
so?"
She asked ruefully and edged onto the bed with me, "Well, I guess we can fix
that hunger in your belly."  She rubbed my stomach playfully.

        "That would be nice," I nodded at her and pulled the blankets down,
"All
aboard?"

        "All aboard."

        I grinned as she pulled the blankets over our heads.  You see, I was
home, in
Crystal Tokyo.  Even though Setsuna had been such a bitch, she was just
doing
her duty, so you had to give her credit for that.  I mean, she had
successfully managed to transport the whole future, one senshi at a time.
You
have to give her credit, she even got rid of the evil for free.  So leave
her
a good tip as you leave, don't be cheap, if you know what I mean.

The really, truthfully, absolutely, I mean it, End of the Story.
End; A Short Story on the Real World.
Hm, I guess it wasn't so short.  =)