She could definitely start hating paradox storms.
They jumbled everything up and left them like a normal storm would debris. Pieces would drop wherever they would fit, and the result could be nothing like what it had started out as. So she went from the already deviated timeline to one that could prove to be bizarrely different.
Like the one she was currently observing. Rather than being magical girls involved in a fight to protect the planet from an evil force, they were in the middle of a civil war. That wasn't what was supposed to happen, but there it was, displayed as the new part of life. Now they were stuck with the possibility of having to fight for either side, or being positioned between them.
She didn't like that one bit, but for the moment she was stuck with it.
At least she hoped that it would be something that she could fix, but right now, the only certain thing was that she was seeing a place full of battles occurring within modern Japan.
On second thought, scratch all that about 'possibly' or 'maybe' or 'a chance' of being involved in the war. If they were alive, they WOULD be involved.
She went back and watched a scene as to how it had played out.
September 19, 1989
"Members of the press, your attention please," said Isao, speaking from the podium. "You knew this was going to be a big deal when there were other governments calling press conferences at the exact same time across the world."
"Mister Secretary! Mister Secretary!" interrupted a few dozen reporters at the same time.
BANG!
Isao nodded at the guard who had just shot his pistol into a column. Other than a few screams, and someone cursing from where she'd apparently dove for cover - it was relatively quiet now. "Thank you. At 10:35 this morning, astronomers picked up several somethings which had NOT been on any previous viewings. This is an area approximately 5000 kilometers from Jupiter's outer atmosphere."
The various cameramen and photographers took a look at the fuzzy picture and took a few pictures. Fuzzy blobs. Big deal.
"These are not meteors. They were traveling at roughly five thousand kay per hour when first sighted, and they've since made two attitude adjustments and accelerated to eight thousand kay per hour," said Isao. "Meteors or comets don't course-correct. Neither do they accelerate except under very rare conditions."
"They're ships?" asked a member of the press who had NOT gone into brain freeze. Well, not completely anyway.
"Yes," said Isao. "The Americans are attempting to maneuver their Hubble Space Telescope so as to get a better look."
Setsuna Meiou, Sailor Pluto, watched.
The aliens had just been sighted. They hadn't even fired a shot or made a threatening move unless you counted the course changes to an Earth-intercept. Their purpose, at this time, was unknown to the people of Earth.
Setsuna watched as riots erupted, fires were started, chaos happened. She watched as people in Chicago smashed windows and stole practically everything not nailed down in electronics stores. She watched as rioters in Los Angeles overturned vehicles. She watched as people armed with various blunt trauma instruments went after astronomers as if they were somehow to blame for it.
It was worldwide. She saw anti-military protesters in San Francisco tearing down fences and rushing soldiers who had been forbidden to even load their weapons. She saw similar scenes elsewhere, though for some reason there weren't as many attacks where the guardians WERE armed.
She saw people hoarding in Hamburg, rioting in Rome, burning in Budapest, bombing in Beirut, and committing suicide in Singapore.
It was not a particularly nice view of the state of human civilization.
Not that there wasn't a lighter side. People wearing tin-foil helmets and using flashlights to semaphore "go away" messages in Paris was one of the more amusing ones.
It didn't explain what she'd glimpsed in the 'present' though, so she essentially 'fast-forward'ed through the initial Panic. She waited until the ships were in lunar orbit, which had occurred after some major accelerations and then braking as they approached their objective.
Which was when she viewed what had already happened, the invasion began with:
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