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Moonstone's furor, while expected, still stunned the senshi of storms. It was difficult for her to believe that anyone who would tear apart a body as thoroughly as the native girl had done just moments before wasn't marching in the front row of the Negaverse army. The lieutenant must be experiencing a grand delusion if she were to believe that she had no choice in the torture of a human being. There was taking star seeds and then there was taking star seeds along with the rest of one's bodily organs.

However, Alcyone did not have any time to retaliate, as Moonstone acted quickly and closed the short distance that kept the two apart. Her hand clasped around the sailor soldier's throat, though not without a struggle. Alcyone tried to wrench away and attempted to elbow Moonstone on the collar bone in the process.

"I THINK," She yelled as she continued to twist and struggle out of her gasp, "IF YOU'RE GOING TO MAUL A HUMAN BEING OR NOT, YOU HAVE A CHOICE IN THE MATTER."

"AND YOU ******** PICKED IT."

Alcyone coughed and wheezed as it became more difficult for to breathe under Moonstone's firm grasp around her neck. Her sight blurred as tears from agitation welled in her lower eyelids, though at least she realized that the struggling and the attempts to jerk away were only making her hold worse. It wasn't even worth spitting out a response, as it had been made very clear that the lieutenant would not see her guiding light.

She was a brick wall, and just as sturdy.

Her hands grasped around the one around her neck and she attempted to pry the fingers loose, only to be bitten in return. The senshi of storm shrieked from pain as blunt teeth broke through her arm's skin, and from the sheer frustration of such a feral attack.

"PUTA DE MIERDA!" Alcyone screamed before raising her leg and giving a very firm kick, aimed for Moonstone's abdomen.

Moonstone's teeth peeled off more skin from the senshi's arm as she was kicked away. Alcyone hissed and clutched at her bicep, staining her gloved hand with fresh blood. When the lieutenant's clutch on her neck faltered, she took the opportunity to wrench away and freed herself from the hold. Though her neck ached with a dull pain, it was a relief to be able to breathe deeply again. She gulped air by the lung-fulls, knowing full well that she'll have to wear a scarf to cover the bruise that was forming above her collar bone.

Alcyone did not have much time to recoop, or to think of a strategy. Already the braided-haired hair girl was lunging forward, her expression similar to that of a rabid wild animal. It was difficult for her to move her right arm from where she was bitten, and she was beginning to feel winded; perhaps patrolling while still building her strengths back from the coma wasn't the best of ideas.

The senshi of storms did the only thing she could think of: she crossed both of her arms above her torso to work as a shield, and braced herself for impact.

Moonstone came upon her, much like a raging bull would to its matador and his taunting cape of red. Alcyone had no such silk to deter the lieutenant's direction from her body, and so she was struck, hard, by the pounding fists of the rage-ful girl. She grunted from the impact and tried to step away, but Moonstone was on target: with every punch that landed on her stomach, her ribs, and her shaking arms that stayed crossed above her neck the more the senshi of storms felt as though her fate would soon be similar to the corpse only a few feet away.

Her legs gave out and she fell backwards, her head ricocheting against the cold concrete and emitting a dull thudding sound. Her vision blurred, but it didn't matter; her eyes didn't need to tell her that Moonstone had moved on top of her now, that she still continued to hit her in every way she could. She was an unstoppable force, the blood smeared on her face dripping from a salty mixture of sweat and tears.

She could hardly tell the difference between her blood and the blood that fell from that angry face.

Alcyone willed her body to buck the weight away, but it wouldn't respond. She tried to hit Moonstone back in retaliation, but had the disadvantage of being pinned to the ground. If the hit landed, the black-haired girl paid no attention. Her blows kept coming down.

Tears began to well in her eyes and streak her blood-stained face. Was this it?

"its YOU or my FAMILY...SO SORRY!!" Screamed moonstone at the fallen senshi, she kept pummeling, oblivious to the cat, oblivious to anything but the safety of those she had to protect because she'd been too afraid to die that night in the woods...

The burst of light that hit her though was a complete shock, it knocked her off her quary and even knocked a lick of sense back into her, all the pain started to creep in at the edges, her hands, her feet, her head... everything ached, some pains dull, some pains sharp, none so bad as the pain in her heart which was twisted up to a terrible knot...the corruption that fueled her anger was only just assuaged though, and showed every sign that it would re-kindle. Terrible terrible casualties... the senshi could never understand, they didn't want to.
They just saw what they wanted to, people who they assumed must he happy, rewarded and powerful...they didn't care if you ran any deeper than that, or if you didn't want this... that wouldn't make it -easy- for them.
The thoughts made her eyes burn again even as she tried to push herself back to her feet, she must have hit her head because the world spun like a carnival ride, she spat blood and pushed herself back up on shaking legs.

"FINISH it b***h...." She snarled, that desire that she couldn't even face, didn't want to admit to because it terrified her... but it was the only way wasn't it... fight or die...at least if she was dead she wouldn't have to know that her family's star seeds would be LANGUOROUSLY fished for like that poor little girl she'd been dragged out to watch killed by Nea...no...by Beryl's soon to be Body.

Tears ran down her face as she summoned her mask again...she had to keep fighting... or her mother...her father... her little cousin who was looking forward to their next trip to Canada because she'd be in the dance, they would all die...

She had to keep fighting till it killed her... because she wasn't worth saving.

That was a response she was not expecting, her or her family? Let alone the apology. Negaversers did not apologize normally..." Chloe shook that out of her head almost as soon as it arrived, it had to be a trick.

"NOT on my watch." She hissed back with as much voice as a tiny feline could, which honestly was kind of pathetic given the circumstances. She was a bitchy resident of the local itty bitty kitty committee.

The senshi seemed unable to move, lifting her arms seemed like more of a chore than second nature... the feline could only guess how bad lifting her own legs would be. Without a moments thought Chloe felt her fur shed from her body and replace itself with more vulnerable pale toned flesh, a larger target. Shimmering blue eyes met moonstones, the now human form felines eyes being hidden behind a blanket of long mousy brown hair. Tucking her feet underneath her she sat down close to the senshi, Chloe lifted the senshi's back a little and set her so she was resting on her lap. Reaching out the guardian cat closed her eyes and placed a palm on the girls forehead, almost as if seeking something. A warm feeling greeted her...warmth that was not the blood that both warriors had shed. "Give me your pen, Alcyone." Chloe's gaze returned to the negawoman. DARING her to approach any closer... it would take a lot out of her but damn if she wouldn't zap her again.

The henshin pen was cold to the touch as her hand closed around it. Not a good sign... it was a sign of something else, something darker... but Chloe knew a way to fix this. While the pen was cold on the outside, within it she could feel a power... strong and warm. Fighting to be released, all that Sailor Alcyone really needed was a nudge in the right direction.

Her hand touching the senshis forehead was removed slowly so she could hold the pen in her hands, palms up. "I can not heal your wounds, that is not in my power to do so, but i can..." The words were cut off as a blinding light took over the both of them. From the outside, Moonstone could probably see little flecks of what looked like lightning floating around the bright mass. The light was gone almost as soon as it arrived, a new power and new found energy building up inside Alcyone.



"Super sailor Alcyone!"

Suddenly she felt a warmth that enveloped the very essence of her, as though it were holding her heart with the fierceness and love of a protective mother. It was easy to give into its nurturing vibe and let all of her stress and anguish go with it. Each self-deprecating thought, every worry and doubt spilled out of her mind like an invisible pensive. Only difference is, she won't be coming back to remember them.

As the light became too bright to handle, Alcyone closed her eyes. She could feel a subtle change coursing through her veins, and when she felt that fire die down, only then, did she open her heavy lids and see exactly what had happened. The metamorphosis was less dramatic than when Astraea first coughed up her pen, and she felt that her body was able to withstand the transition despite all of the cuts and bruises. While her skin was still stained with dirt and blood, her new white uniform shone with the same kind of brightness as the light reflected from the moon, and while her bow was larger, it wasn't uncomfortably so.

Her hip chain clinked as she pushed herself up. She could still feel dull throbs of pain in the areas that Moonstone attacked, but for now, they were tolerable. A new energy pulsed from her heart, and she was not about to let that go to waste. Deep green eyes glared at Moonstone and her tantrum; although she hadn't ever uttered the words before, she knew exactly what to say.

"I've had enough of you. STRIKE OF TEMPEST'S THUNDER!"

The storm dropped on Moonstone almost immediately after Alcyone, now super senshi of storms, uttered the last word of her attack. It was the strongest of tempests that she had conjured to date, and it beat on the lieutenant without any mercy. She could feel her energy push at her aggressively, pour down from the clouds in sheets, and even more gathering just above the masked her. She concentrated on that cluster, willing it to come down with the rest of the rain.

That was when a bolt of lightning crackled from the clouds and struck Lieutenant Moonstone full-on.