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At once, they were summoned. Wide-eyed teenagers and the occasional young adult, torn from whatever they had been doing and delivered en masse to the wide, mostly empty cavern. There was no preparing for that kind of summon. The only warning was a slight tightening of the stomach, as though someone was pulling inward on their bellybutton. Then, they were simply standing there, blinking up at the glowing eyes of that stubborn door.

Queen Beryl's assistance had been required to bring them all, but the Negaverse's ruler did not showed her face in the large cavern that housed the strange new door. She lent only her power, but never her presence. Not to something she had determined an utter disgrace. Her presence was not required here, and from the way the door's eyes burned more brightly with each appearing officer, it was not welcome, either. Tanzanite, who stood quietly in front of the massive door, smiled quietly at the thought. All the hate and loathing and condescension in the world could not close what had been opened. Not even Beryl's power could undo what had been done now, and soon the Negaverse would know.

They're not ready for this, Marthozite warned again, but the Youma Queen paid him no mind.

“We don't have a choice,” she spoke softly, and put the long dead General-King's voice out of her thoughts. Today was a day for change. Discovery. It was a day to remember who they were and what they fought for.

And what would become of everything they knew and loved if they failed to do so.

“Welcome,” she said once the last energy signature winked into existence in front of her, that two-tone voice echoing loudly throughout the room. Even the tall General-Queen was dwarfed by the pale stone that rose up behind her, her fully extended wings not even spanning a quarter of its width. Those burning eyes stared balefully down at them, and Tanzanite leaned back against the stone and ran her fingers gently across the surface. She murmured something quietly to it, perhaps some words of comfort, and the eyes dimmed as though some beast within had been momentarily soothed.

“Today is a very... special day,” she spoke, and there was a tone of awe in her voice as she looked upon the assembled officers. Her smile was soft, her expression surprisingly warm. Wherever Tanzanite had been that past week, she had come back full of a strange sense of joy.

“But I would not have anyone follow me without warning. Beyond this door there are dangers far worse than the senshi. Threats far greater than the Blood Moon Court could imagine. Those who choose to stay behind may report to Queen Beryl. I'm sure she can-”

Find a way to get them killed? Marthozite chuckled quietly, and Tanzanite paused as annoyance flashed momentarily over her features. Was he entirely incapable of shutting up?

“-put you to work. Those who choose to follow will find something worth risking their lives for.”

Tanzanite whispered a word, a language lost to her own memory but locked up tight in that of the Black Phoenix. Two syllables lit up the runes with a soft glow, and the doors began to swing inward. Beyond, there was only inky blackness, and a feeling.

A feeling of immense power.

“Those who choose to follow will find... answers. Answers to why we've given up our lives. Our freedom. Our...”

Humanity? Marthozite hissed, and it cut through her thoughts like a white-hot knife.

Tanzanite left the sentence unfinished, and waited for those assembled to make their choice.

In the end, it had to be their choice.

Billy had been finishing up at a fast food burger joint when the tug came. Perfect timing. Because is he'd have had to of left his food he would have been pissed. Luckily he had time to find a place to safely become Bismuthite and answer that tug before it it had get violent about it. He remembered the first time he'd been summoned. This time...wasn't much better, but at least he knew what to expect.

Follow in to the unknown, or stay in the safety of the known? Bismuthite would not look like a coward and stay. His pride would not let him. That pride that now he was desperately trying to build back up - his one defense. The same defense that was killing so much more than just himself. That confidence, that arrogance that made him do stupid things. And all in the name of what? His image?
He'd go.....this was Tanzanite leading them. He had faith in this Queen - Unlike Beryl who he had not seen since they were all summoned that first battle in Elysion. He'd follow Tanzanite. She was the one that brought him to this point, after all.

And, he was also curious.

"I, too, will follow. As if there was ever any question about that," the captain said with all the confidence and bravado in the world. A smirk of his own played on his face, and a slight glisten to his eyes.

If nothing else it would be....a good distraction.

Scheelite had been there, pacing up and down as the ranks assembled simply because he couldn't sit still. But as soon as Tanzanite's voice was heard over the gathering commotion Scheelite drew to a halt and turned his full attention on the General Queen.

To follow, past the crazy door that had at one point kicked him clear across the room?

Or...to stay, and hope to god Beryl didn't give them some horrible chores.

.....

He was definitely going. No amount of horrors worse than they had ever encountered could deter him from that.
Unless it has blood, right? Heh. The blonde gave a shudder at the mere thought of blood, but still voiced his decision.

"I'll follow you anywhere General Queen, just lead the way!"

Vicky Collins had been attempting to cook dinner for Blake when she felt the tug. She had just enough thought and time to turn the stove off before she disappeared. Absently she hoped her, well he wasn't her boyfriend, but she wasn't sure what to call him- she hoped Blake wouldn't notice her sudden disappearance, having no idea he himself was being summoned as well.

Ending up in the room she had seen for the first time a week ago she looked around. What was going on? Crossing her arms over her chest she examined the room, her eyes finally coming to land on the door. It was just as large and foreboding as she remembered. Honestly she didn't really want to have anything to do with it, but it wasn't like she could turn tail and run, what kind of reputation would that give her?

Petalite listened to the General-Queen, eyes not being able to decide if they wanted to look at her or the door and so slid in between the two. Her words made a chill run down her spine and she bit her lower lip. Suddenly she wished Blake were there, even though she knew it wasn't possible. At least with him around she had someone to hide behind protect her.

In the end Petal refused to look like a coward, so with more bravado than she actually felt she moved forwards. "I'm in" Sapphire eyes glanced to the others who had decided to go, pausing on a bluenette. There was a tug of a memory, but she looked away from the other Lieutenant. She didn't need to be remembering girls with blue hair.

The other half of the mix-matched siblings popped in a few seconds after his sister - looking much like a drenched poodle. Because he was, in fact, drenched.

He'd been yanked in the middle of a pool session, and what would have normally been a minor wet annoyance had become a very long annoyance as he became Alunite in-transit.

He didn't know hair magically stayed wet when it magically grew around 5 feet in half a second.

At least he wasn't outright dripping all over the place.

He listened as Tanzanite spoke, and really, Alunite didn't see himself as having much of a choice in the matter. He had no rank to pull, and he had to want to stay back and see how Beryl treated the senshi in her service.

And, well, he remembered hand in chest. A little to well, actually.

"Well then." He looked sideways to the closest thing he had to a general, really, through he was careful to keep his wet ponytail from smacking right into Zinkenite. "To infinity and beyond, I guess ?"

Being pulled into the subspace so suddenly and randomly was always inconvenient at the best of times.. at least this time she was not in the shower, so she would not need to wait to power down later.

This time, however, she was sitting down watching tv. Chewing popcorn as she felt the pull, she choked down the remains of the crunchy food a second after landing (and stumbling) onto her feet on the cold crystalin floor. It took effort to keep her food down, but thankfully she had.

Only after a moments wonder, did she turn to see where they were, only to find the warm, dark glow of the fire dancing above the frame.

Here again...? Fayalite had to keep herself from saying, glancing around and finding a few familiar faces before her eyes settled on the general queen before the door.

Something big was happening...big changes, good changes. She was never one to deny change, embrace it really. "Beam me up, Scotty." Blindly, but she would follow.


Lyra too was caught off guard, this was her first time feeling the pulling sensation into the dark kingdom. It felt as if a fishing line was hooked behind her naval, and with a rather forceful YANK she soon found herself spiraling down. Down and down... until she hit the darkness, it plastering itself over her skin as she felt her outfit shift and her hair grow longer behind her. She was used to shifting herself, but this forcefulness was a new experience for the red head.

Landing on her feet, knee's buckling, she fell to one knee, looking almost as if kneeling. Heavy breathing followed, with wide eyes as she took in the mass group of people around her. A massive compilation of Auras and power, overshadowed only by what they were standing before... and the one standing in front of that very door. Lifting herself to her knee's as the purple haired woman spoke, moving quickly to stand next to a few familiar faces- Alunite and Zinkenite.

She waited for a few others to speak, she felt like she should not be the first...not the last. "I too will go."

Crimson eyes quickly ran over the room, trying to gain his bearings and still pay attention to the main event, where his General Queen now stood. Her intimidating figure demanded their full attention and the strange stone that stand behind her only drew him in deeper. Something about the energy signature of the room and the strange door gave him chills. Esperite did his best to remain calm, almost numb as he continued to examine his surroundings. This cavern possessed its own unique presence, one strong enough to remain noticeable amidst a room full of agents of the Negaverse. A feat that even Esperite had to admire. He felt envious of the impressive presence all around him as the lieutenant often hoped for such power. Clenching his fist, he continued to watch the spectacle before him.

Keeping his focus center stage, the Youma Queen's words rang out throughout the cavern. Some seemed memorized while others couldn't be bothered. Her offer for the truth was admittedly very enticing, if not impossible to turn down. Often had he wondered about their mission and it's endgame. However, Esperite did his best to absorb the information and the predicament placed before him without showing any sign of eagerness or any other childish emotion. Others were far too eager for his taste, but he kept his disdain to himself and simply made his choice clear while doing his best to stay calm. Esperite only raised his voice slightly, but made sure his words were heard.

"I'll take you up on that offer. Let's see what lies beyond this mysterious door."

Wolframite had been in bed and flinched when the pull towards the Negaverse summoned him out from under dark covers to the less cozy confines of the darkness that took hold of the Negaverse’s great halls. Barely standing straight, he checked his eyes a moment and was glad they were dry, before looking around him. They were at the door again, but this time they actually had an authority figure before them. Tanzanite, standing in her full form that, for once, didn’t make the room feel too cramped. If anything, it made her seem smaller, and he was amazed even more by the comparison of Tanzanite to the door itself. Like the diagrams in a book that showed a human figure, a elephant, and then a dinosaur (Not that he’d ever call Tanzanite as big as an elephant. Friend or not, he did not want to see how that would play out.)

It was, it seemed, the time for the door to opened and for its purpose to make sense. Seeing as Tanzanite wasn’t rushing them in, he started to feel silly that he thought it had been an emergency that they opened the door. Scheeltie had been right, and he tried to find the neon General in the mass of officers. What he did catch was a pink uniform, and his eyes raced away, chest tight. Teleporting back to his bed seemed like a good idea right about now, but there were other alternatives.

Walking into the unknown and risking your life for some unknown cause that, in some way or another, might benefit the Negaverse. Considering what little he had accomplished, maybe a simple end like this wasn’t half bad. Suicidal as it may be, he was feeling a bit in the mood. Nothing like throwing your life away for unknown reasons to brighten up your day. He certain hadn’t had any plans other than…being miserable.

He then heard the light voice of a senshi, and he glanced over to hear her volunteer. Well, that pretty much wrapped his decision up. If a senshi could go, he certainly was. Unlike the others, he didn’t say a word. He’d follow as in his unvoiced declaration of following Tanzanite. He certainly had mothering against Beryl. She was his Queen after all, but he really needed a distraction. Too bad what he needed a distraction from was tagging along.