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Who-? The senshi of Fortitude watched, but made no move, like so many others, to come to the defense of this new black-clad combatant. Bellatrix thought she heard someone call him Endymion, but the name held no meaning to her. At least not that she could recollect. If it was something that had been mentioned before, it hadn't stuck in her mind. Being a member of the information-gathering Basterds hadn't cemented it in her mind.

The neutral senshi looked to her companion, looking for his reaction to this new development.

-Arrows zipped through the air, luckily faster then Juno could try anything stupid, like trying to catch them or something all ninja like. One sunk into the water, the other sticking with a sick noise into the shoulder of Endymion. But like any true manly man would he quickly ripped it out discarding the bloody arrow into the pool beneath him. Juno wasn't about to let it go to waste.

Knealing into the water, her fingers dug under after the trail of crimson, grasping the arrow when she'd finally found it. Gripping it in her fist like a crazy savage or convict that'd fashioned himself a shiv Juno took up her place a few feet to the side of Chibimoon guarding the side of her opposite her father. He seemed to be the main target, and she wasn't going to let her princess become collateral damage.-

His attack never made contact with Endymion. In fact, he felt himself being pulled backwards, being weighed down by his soaked through clothing and heavy jacket, his weapons dropping from his hands as he fell to his knees, almost directly in front of the group of Senshi and their Prince.

Even Alumo would admit that being taken down like that, right in front of his enemy, wasn't a good thing, and even though he didn't react on his sudden predicament, he could feel his face blanche.

On his knees... weaponless... as if he was willingly waiting to have his head taken off.

So, who was his attacker??

He reached back, grabbing hold of the arms around his neck so he could try to pry the Senshi off. He would have been more angry than nervous if he knew it was Ganymede who had jumped on him, but at the moment, he had no idea. He was just trying to pull him off so he could get away from the group... hopefully grabbing his weapons, too.

He didn't like this. He didn't like this at all...

Oompf.

Serandite crashed against Cora with strength that made her to lose her balance. Just in time too. Cora's beam shot towards the sky like a flying star. As a result of the crash, they both fell down and slided on the wet floor like some kind of bowling object. Or surfing board. Ooh, surfing on guardian cat. How exotic! This could be a new hobby! For Serandite, not for Cora.

"Hey!" the cat girl shouted when pink-haired general hit her body against her and began the slide. A sudden wave of anger rushed through her body. The general had pulled her hair! It hurt, very much but mostly, it was humiliating. The guardian cat pushed Serandite away from her so that she could get on her feet and face her properly. Pink eyes looked at the girl who really didn't look like a typical negaverse officer waiting for her next move. Cora was angry, no one was allowed to pull her hair, but also confused. What she should do? She had been never in a situation like this, feeling this angry and brave.

Endymion... ?

What Bellatrix saw when she turned back to Themis was her boyfriend rubbing his temple. "All this s**t." He muttered. "Needs a ******** handbook."

No, seriously. He thought it was full of complicated bullshit before.

"Ah well." He shrugged. "Might as well go for some action..."

And then. Themis wandered back into the fay for someone to fight. No one had come his way for quite a bit, and he was sick of standing there doing nothing. He still very much considered the Negaverse the enemy, but he wasn't quite as out to kill them as some others were.

Dioptase was not amused.

Really not amused.

In between the traitor prince showing up, and how many of her own side seemed to be falling, the captain was frowning - but she still fought, looking more like she was dancing rather than fighting, then ended her movement with her blade piercing the chest of one poor unsuspecting senshi. Right down the heart.

About damn time.

"So, you ********." She snarled. "Which one of you want to be next ?!"

(( Pardon the epic post... but this is a major milestone for my character so i hope no one minds. ))

Lyra had not known what was going on, let alone what she was getting in to. Did she choose to come to Elysion tonight?... No. Would she leave? No. Did she enjoy the bloodshed happening all around her? HELL no. Would she fight for this places safety anyways? Yes. She was senshi.. she was born senshi, she would always be senshi. What was a senshis job? To protect. To serve, to guard...justice. These were the facts of life she tried to live by, it really was a semi chivalrous life... Was battling a major part of this, yes. As long as there were negaverse, or anything whom would cause harm to the world, the senshi would be their to defend it.

She had listened to many a negaverser whom would tell her SHE was in the wrong. She was the invader, the senshi were not welcome here. How the purpose of the negverse was to protect their own world... how the senshi destroyed their home worlds and they would protect their own from their disease. How they were like locusts... moving from one planet to another, sucking out its resources and leaving it devoid of life.

In Lyra's opinion? That was a world of s**t.

She was born on this world, she was raised.. put her own blood sweat and tears into raising herself to be the best woman she could turn in to. So what, if in the past she was somehow involved in killing her own planet. It hurt granted, to think about such a thing... that she would have been capable of killing a planet. Lyra had visited her planet, seen how dead it looked... she felt sorrow where she stepped, wanting to bring it back. She remembered the key she found, it had significance. She remembered that... remembered it belonged somewhere. She would find its respective resting place, she needed to. She felt a pull to the planet, like a insect to light... she still felt connected to it. Alive... in its own way her world was STILL alive. The planet had not killed its connection to her, did this mean that the planet forgave her for what she did? For leaving and living on another world... is that what it meant to be born senshi? Did it mean that they were born to protect, and if they failed and die... they were born again somewhere else?

Born where they were needed?

Serve where needed?

DIE where needed?

It was all so much to take in, so much to ponder... she had bled more for her cause than she care think about, no one could EVER tell her that she did not give this her all. She had somehow made it this far, and she would continue to walk down this path. Continue to fight, continue to bleed... continue to kill.

Killing... that was one this the sailor can not say she had done yet. She had yet to expel the last breath from a negaverse soldier. Injure, sure. near death? Maybe. But she had yet to commit that final act of ultimate violation. The release of ones soul, something she would carry with her. It was sort of like a right of passage in a way... but all the same, it was something that scared the s**t out of her. Anyone could be a negaverse soldier, her neighbor..a classmate... a teacher... hell maybe a nurse in the hospital. In the end she knew.... she knew what Ares had been training for her, what Pegasus had been training her for... her two leaders. Training their teams, their courts, to be weapons for war. She needed to do it, but why was Lyra so..hesitent? She knew if she killed a nega, many more civilian lives would be saved. In the long run it would mean LESS generals... less captains. Kill them now, while they were weak. Picking off the workers would mean eventually killing the boss.

Endgame.

So what was Lyra doing here? She was fighting. Fighting for her life, fighting for the life of her comrades... those she loved. She found a lieutenant she knew not the name of, not even bothering to stop for idle chatter. She did not want a name to the face, did not want to remember them. She would forever remember their face... the less details the better. The sooner she may be able to forgive herself and the blood currently on her hands.

It was weak, it was petty... it was not a fair fight. She was a super, he a Lieutenant. Remember.. fight... kill... protect... serve. She went into soldier mode, trying not to think of what she was about to do. Remember... they would not have the same pity on her. They would kill without restraint, following their own leaders. Picking up piece of rubble, something sharp and pointed.... she fought off the attacker, fought back harder. Not using her own powers, using her fists. She would at least give him a fair fight in those regards. She only used her own weapon against his own.

His weapon was a fire pick, like the type you use to poke at the wood inside of a wood furnace to make room for more fodder. A decent weapon, it alone would leave a few bruises on the senshi. One more detail to remember.. one more to forget.

A last second decision, both of them scratched... Lyra saw her opportunity a few times. Should she? Really..should she?

...She did.

Taking the object, the final opportunity.. Lyra took the sharp point and sunk it right into the negaversers throat. Blood spattered everywhere, the man failed and twitched on the floor. Catching his final breath as he departed... staining the cement red. What did Lyra do... now covered in blood as she looked down at the now cooling corpse? Stepping away, she looked up, forgetting the battle raging around her she dropped her impromptu weapon.

And screamed.

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.....

Oh, he was going to freaking kill Sailor Ganymede. He was going to kill him.

"You little b***h," he hissed, clawing at the arms around his neck, still trying to pry him off. He was lucky that no one seemed to have taken notice of him and the Senshi attached to his back, and he was tempted to roll over onto his back and drown him, if only that didn't offer himself as an easy target to Endymion or one of the others around him. He may not have been able to attack the Prince, but that didn't mean they wouldn't turn on him at any moment to try and kill him.