Meanwhile, in a place only known as Zero Star Sagittarius, Sailor Galaxia stood before her subordinates, feeling unusually happy. Her plans were going off without a hitch as of yet, ultimate conquest was within her reach, and dinner had been really, really good. Really, there was absolutely nothing, and she meant NOTHING, that could ruin her day.
Then someone in a black and purple version of the ancient robes of the priestesses of Mars stepped out of the room housing the Galaxy Cauldron, and her day went straight down the gutter.
“Who… are you?” Galaxia found herself asking the stranger, her left eyebrow developing a tick. She and here underlings froze, too shocked to even think about attacking the intruder.
“Why, Galaxia, I would think you would recognize me! After all, I WAS the one who told you about this place!” The other girl gave them a sunny smile, as if she wasn’t in the same room as five mass murderers.
Galaxia seemed to think about it for a bit, before openly gaping. “WISEMAN?!?”
The girl huffed in indignation. “Do I LOOK like a man to you? I’m Eris, Goddess of Chaos. You simply know me as Chaos… or Metaria, or Death Phantom, or Pharaoh 90, or… well, I’ve had to take on a LOT of forms over the millennia.” She shrugged, as if her having been some of the universe’s most infamous villains, both past and future (she’s a goddess—traveling the time stream was nothing for her), was nothing special.
Her introduction done, she clapped her hand and cranked up her smile, eerily resembling a certain big-chested anemic with a fetish for turtles and watermelon. “Anyways, I’m here to tell you that your plans for galactic conquest will not be needed for the foreseeable future.”
Her only response was a blink, so she went on. “You see, I only needed your mad quest to rule the galaxy to counteract Sailor Moon’s own misguided quest for a utopia of Order, seeing as how your empire would have been quite chaotic.
“But several days ago, my Avatar finally returned, so I can now work from a much better angle, with much less fuss then if I were to follow through the plan involving you.
“So, your conquest has been regulated to back-up status. This, of course, means that I can’t allow you to go through with your plans… including your plan to steal those Star Seeds. Since Ran-kun’s kinda close with the Senshi, it’ll make my job a bit harder if you suddenly killed all of them, you know? That would be very, very bad. For everything.
“So: no Star Seed collection. No conquests. Besides that, though, you girls can do anything you want. I’m outta here. Sayonara.”
Sailor Galaxia and various others could only stare in pure and unadulterated shock as the girl walked past them and out the door, before vanishing without much fanfare. It was several moments before anyone spoke.
“What the fuck just happened?” Sailor Iron Mouse asked nobody in general.
“I’m… not quite sure, but I think we were just… dismissed,” replied Sailor Tin Nyanko.
“The—the nerve of that-! I’ll kill her! I’ll kill her dead! Nobody dismisses me but Lady Galaxia!” Sailor Lead Crow swore, he eyes burning with an unholy fire.
“Do you think this ‘Ran-kun’ the girl spoke of is cute?” wondered Sailor Aluminum Seiren. The other three blinked in unison at the statement, before turning their incredulous gazes upon her. She gulped at the looks and shrugged. “What? Just curious.”
“How do you know it’s even a he?” Sailor Nyanko asked.
“Well…”
While the Sailor Animamates were having their surprisingly normal conversation, Sailors Phi and Chi just shook their heads in eerie unison, wondering why they were so interested in this ‘Ran-kun’. Their fellow twins, Sailors Lethe and Mnemosyne, were having their own little conversation, the occasional giggle the only thing heard from them.
Sailor Heavy Metal Papillon just fell over, the shock finally getting the better of her.
Sailor Galaxia continued twitching.
Back in Nerima, Ranma shivered in his sleep, despite the comfortable temperature of the night air.
At the Time Gates, Pluto could only watch in shock as the chances of Crystal Tokyo's formation suddenly dropped from 85% to 42%. She reached for her ever handy bottle of a custom made vodka-aspirin cocktail, then stopped as she remembered that she had a dramatic final battle to get to. She promised herself a bit of indulging later; she just KNEW she was going to need it.
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