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It all started like a normal day, and had quickly spun out of control into a day from Hell. Ellie Spectre, not-so-mild-mannered citizen, woke up early, just like she did everyday. Who cared if school was closed and she could sleep in?! Sleep was for the weak. The blonde teen began to slip into her usual garage suit, fully expecting to hear a certain cat scold her over how she should patrol during all this free time. The girl had gotten into her work clothes without a problem.

She glanced around the room, and found that there was no cat laying there, waiting for a lift. "...Hmmm... well, she did get 'er cast off the other day..." What had it been? Two days now? Knowing the cat, she was probably down in the kitchen trying to find a way to sneak some more food down her gullet. Swinging both of her hands behind her head as she wandered down the stairs, she shouted out "'Ey! Cat!!! Try not t'eat us outta house an' home, got it?!"

There was no response.

If anyone knew *********, it was Ellie. Lil probably knew it as well. ********* loved to talk. When the tailless cat was in the company of others she was allowed to talk to, she definitely took advantage of it. The blonde's lips pressed into a straight line as she rounded herself towards the kitchen.

No cat.

"Weird..." Ellie went to take a look in the living room, which was absolutely cluttered. The cat liked to occasionally lay down on the couch, when she was allowed to be set down there.

No cat.

"Where th' f*ck is she?" Her tone was growing rather sour rather quickly, and soon enough, the tomboy was scouring her entire house trying to find one small cat. She tried her parents' room, the bathroom, the kitchen (again), the garage, heck, she even tried the closet.

There was no cat.

It was only then that it hit her.

"You win this round. Two days. That is what you get. Then I will leave, one way or another."

The tomboy jabbed her elbow at the air, then kicked the base of the stairs as hard as she could. "Mother f*ckin' son'ova b*tch!!! God damned cat!!!" After taking nearly a half an hour to vent her anger properly through beating the crap out of the stairs, she went to her room and picked up an obnoxiously yellow-and-rainbow phone. She found a number with the label of Metis next to it.

"Hey! Yeah, it's me! Meet up at my place. We're gonna patrol!" Obviously Lil was giving her a hard time about timing, which was unacceptable. "Look, ya don't got a choice in th'matter! Jus' get yer a** over 'ere! Th'f*ckin' cat's missin'!"

That was about all the convincing that Lil needed to clear out her schedule for the day.

About two hours later, Sailor Iris and Sailor Metis were on the hunt. Sailor Iris led, since she was much more familiar with the paths that ********* insisted the Senshi of Rainbows take during their patrolling. Both of them were searching intensely, Iris with her eyes, and Metis with her magic sight.

And they were coming up with nothing. As they hit an alleyway, Iris had to stop for a moment to catch her breath.

"F*CK!" She spun around quickly and kicked her foot against the brick wall behind them. "F*CK F*CK F*CKITY F*CK!!!"

Iris had such a colorful vocabulary when she was upset.

Lt. Abswurmbachite had a headache. He was more 100% positive that it had been brought on by a potent combination of caffeine withdrawal(how did anyone stay up so long without it in IV form anyhow) and the incessant barking from the fellow Lieutenant he'd been paired with.

Sassolite.

Sassolite, Sassolite, oh Sassolite. Let him count all the ways he just didn't care about pecking order. Didn't it all come down to the Queen and Charonite and their wishes in the end? Without any tea in his system so early in the day, he could barely see how those mattered either. He just wanted to be asleep. Or blissfully hyped on his drug of choice. Running a long-fingered hand through carefully cut and dyed black hair, he closed his eyes and sighed. Gripping his tea cup, his "weapon", just enough that it would break if he squeezed any harder he tried to envision the words to his next poem in his head. Life was pain. Life was stupid. ... His fellow Lieutenant's life(and voice) was an annoyance...

So naturally when he heard the very loud cussing of a female voice somewhere below him, he felt a little better. "Good," he said aloud. Bitterly. "Let someone else's voice speak that which my soul is feeling." Rolling his eyes over to his "partner" he shrugged in that, 'well, I guess we can check out if it's worth the star seeds' sort of way. Trying to best convey that he'd do it for the star seeds, but if it meant effort she could deal with it herself. Abswurm was not one for ... Work.

"You win this round. Two days. That is what you get. Then I will leave, one way or another."

Iris could still hear ********* voice in her head. That cheery tone she always took which had an awful tendency to grate on her nerves. Perhaps the only voice of reason she had heard for a long time.

And it was gone after two days.

Yeah, sure there were signs that she'd be leaving. The cat had flat out told her. Yet Iris still was unable to say a word. She instead just kicked the wall in front of her again.

The one thing to snap her out of this form of sulking was unfortunately not the words of her teammate. No, it was the words of something a bit more foreign. It was vaguely familiar. Standing herself up as straight as possible, she turned slowly towards the voice. Her brow was down low, eyes glaring sharply towards the redhead as she came into view.

Had she overheard the short stub of a conversation? Whatever the case, this Negaverse Lieutenant had picked the wrong senshi to tease for the day. Sailor Iris' mood was sour, and her manners were practically gone. Rather than respond in words, the only thing to greet the redheaded enemy was a deep throaty HHHHHHHHHCCCK followed by a loogie being spat pretty much towards her face. It was only when the phlem had been cleared from her mouth that she added one comment.

"Not in th'mood, lesbo..."

Good old Sassolite was gone and over the edge of the roof before he could say a damn thing about her plan. Despite the festering annoyance at the girl, he couldn't help but chuckle a little as she taunted the two about their cat. He hated cats. Nevermind that they were talking about a guardian cat, he'd heard about the felines but never witnessing one's existence with his own eyes he found the idea of magical talking cats a little ridiculous.

Yes, he liked living in his own little world.

"Oh no!" He called out sarcastically as one of the scouts pointed him out. "Rainbow Brite and the Carnie are on to us, partner." Jumping down to land next to Sassolite, he smiled mockingly. He was taller than his fellow Lieutenant though not by much and he glanced about quickly to assess the situation he'd just been called out into. He didn't think the mousy one would be an issue at all, but the explosive bundle of sunshine and vulgarity looked to be trouble. With a sly grin at Sassolite he nodded at his own choice. "You seem to have history with Gay Pride Senshi, Sassy. Should we leave the two of you alone?" She was gonna kill him for that.

Abswurm didn't like work, but he liked the feel of star seeds in his hand and he could practically feel the seed of the senshi in his palm already. Stepping closer to Metis, he fingered his cup thoughtfully before throwing it with all of his strength at her head.

If one was looking very carefully, they probably could have seen a forehead vein pulsing in rage as the not one, but two Negaverse Agents began to shoot off at the mouth. The boy with teacups was daring to accuse Iris of being gay, when he was just a walking example of faggery, and the redhead was insulting the cat.

"Yer jus' bitter that ya got no p***y t'day!" Play on words was always something fun to take advantage of.

Unlike the other pair, who actually communicated about what their plans were, the Senshi of Rainbows did no such thing. A couple questions were asked, and rather than answer them, Iris began to charge. She was too angry to do this fight the smart way. Rather than fight at a distance with a ribbon or slicer, she ran in and immediately aimed a fist towards the redhead's jaw.

There was no way to get out her rage as effectively as when she fist-fought. She might have been a bit more vulnerable up close, but having fought many people in such fashions before this whole senshi ordeal, she knew how to defend herself. Iris was no amateur. Her swings came out fast, fierce, and all were aiming for vital points. For being the Senshi of something most people considered dainty, this senshi was FAR from living up to that description.

Ooh, a cat fight! Finding the 'p***y' comment pretty clever, for a split second Abswurm was fairly disappointed that it had come from the mouth of a senshi. Alas, the fates of war and all that though. He was fairly sure he'd get over it. As Iris threw herself at Sassolite and into her actions Abswurm was dumb for a split second and instead focused his attention on the blonde and redhead exchanging blows. He was certainly not gay and the interactions between them was very ... Interesting. Smiling, he was shocked as a collection of bright orbs in Metis' hand was flung towards his head. He was fast, thanks to his new powers, and he ducked to get out of the way.

But it wasn't enough.

The attack grazed the top of his head, and though it probably didn't have the fully intended effect the boy's vision was swimming and it was hard for him to get his eyes to focus. Snarling, he readied his muscles for action then leapt in the direction of the brunette senshi hoping his body weight and the force of his action would bring her down under him.

"I can feel your star seed already," he panted out. "Pulsing and begging for me to take it."

Being ever the optimist, Sailor Iris pointed out something obvious. "Everyone dies. F*ck whether it's now or later!" The yellow suited senshi grinned that infamous grin as she hit her target and got hit by said target. It was a bit surprising that the redhead seemed to know how to fight, but at the same time, this wasn't like fighting a guy. The redhead hit hard enough, and she seemed solid enough to take the hits Iris pounded into her. The bow seemed to go unnoticed for a while, though the senshi managed to avoid it for several hits.

However, when she was going in for what she had been hoping would be the "knock out" punch across this red-haired b*tch's face, she finally managed to loop it about the blonde's neck. The string rather easily began to pull back against her neck, biting at her skin viciously.

Most normal people would have struggled against the sensation, making this tool all the more effective. Yet Iris instead simply stayed in place and took it "like a man." Somewhere in the back of her mind, she couldn't help but remember another Lieutenant she had fought a long time ago with purple hair. Tanzanite. She had also started to strangle Iris, and in the end, the person Iris had tried to save had been killed.

This time it wouldn't be the same. Iris wouldn't pass out. Her fist tightened up and began to glow, gently at first, but soon enough to a point where the light was intense. There was only one thing she had to say (especially since the air was getting cut off).

"Iris Rainbow Slicer!"

Abswurm was successfully on top of a female for the first time, and though that should have gotten him excited in one way it was a very different kind of excitement that held him now. She was pinned. The blind b***h was pinned and he could remember all of the training he'd just gotten about taking a starseed. He could remember the envious feelings he'd experienced when he'd heard about what it felt like to take the heart and soul of a senshi into one's own hand.

Now it was his turn.

Regular starseeds were varying in feel and satisfaction, but they'd slowly become an addiction for the Lieutenant and he'd be damned if he let Metis' go. He wanted it so bad- and then she hit him in the "Mommy-Daddy Button". Face turning red, not daring to speak, Abswurm frowned down at the senshi in a perfectly upside down "U" before snarling and using all of the strength he had to bash her head into concrete beneath him. There was no blood, so he had no idea if he'd killed her, but the struggling had definitely come to a slow halt. With a smile, he placed his hand right over her breasts as though to cop-a-feel and prepared himself to take his prize.