You wrote:

Nineteen out of eighteen? 'Snot a propa' fraction, it's not!

What most people would probably dub an 'epilogue.' :)

Sailor Mars took several more breaths. "Fire," she began
slowly, gathering the magic again between her hands, "ba..ll..."
Her hair suddenly turned white. The magic departed with a whine and
she swooned to the grassy knoll.

Right next to a mysterious gunman who wasn't really there, right? :)

Sereba

Serena

BoomBoom chucked a handful of explosive red nodules at Sailor
Mercury, which bounced off of her big, blue 'fro, flew backward and
detonated right smack on the center of the same youma's face.

Damn you! You made me visualize it again.

Mercury raised her guitar and started playing it again.

*VREOW!*VROW-VROEW!!!*

Wow! It's just like Black Heaven, save that she isn't a middle aged
ex-rocker.

"Disco," Mercury whispered in a powerful voice.

"Disco is dead!"

Thankfully. Bell bottoms still give me flashbacks, though.

*WROAAAAAAAAAAR!!!* A sparking, flaming whirlwind of water
swirled outward from Sailor Mercury, engulfing the entire horde and
ripping through it. For entire seconds, all of the girl's foes
slammed into each other while being burned and drowned and
electrocuted under the Water Scout's powers.

Sounds like she's encrouching on Mars and Jupiter's turf all right.

Llama the Whickerwoman grinned, standing up on half a leg and
waved around a mostly-severed arm. "Is that the best you could do?!"

Heh

The unpowered girl dressed as Sailor Moon looked desperately
at where Nephrite had been standing. "Uhhh, could you, like, finish
them off for us, please, Neffy?" She paused. "Nephrite?"

Nephrite had taken off running past their injured foes,
carrying Molly with him.

A wise choice

Doctor Samuel Beckett thought he was just having one of the

I forgot he was in there.

worst nightmares in his entire life, but was rudely awakened to the
unpleasant knowledge that it wasn't a dream after all.

First of all, judging by his outfit, he was still this girl,
Molly Baker. Sam looked around to see the tattered forms of a couple
dozen monstrosities that would have best been left in a horror film.

A Grade-B one anyway.

Some dramatic chords were struck in a major key as everyone's
gaze fixed on the figure that had thrown the rose. He stood on the
edge of a nearby roof, and he was brandishing a big, honkin' double-
bladed battle axe.

Weapon upgrade, I see.

"Oh, it's Tuxedo Mask," the only standing sailor-suited girl
muttered in disappointment.

Heh

Tuxedo Mask cocked a grin at his foe and said, "You're next."
He pulled at his axe, trying to yank it out of the ground, but it
wouldn't budge.

Heh. Oops/

"Gyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!" Tuxedo Mask yelled, dodging the blows
while trying to avoid panicking.

And obviously failing.

"GYAAARRGGH, NO, MOLLY!!" Nephrite cried, his eyes bulging from
the added discomfort.

"I have to get these out," Molly whispered urgently, applying
more force.

Nephrite didn't agree quite so wholeheartedly.

Heh.

"Oh well," General said with a shrug, then flung the girl
over the railing.

Heh. General is evil.

"Maybe you'd have found a nice young man to settle down with
and get married. Yes, I can see such a weak, effeminate one such
as yourself seeking pleasure in that area almost immediately. Why,
you'd jump at the chance. Perhaps that's why you're fighting so hard
to get hold of that body. Bwah-hah-hah-haaaa!"

Guardian: Oh pooh. He figured me out.

General smiled evilly and dusted his hands off, floating over
to watch the glowing blocks come out on a conveyor belt. "Ah,
Guardian Jadeite. What's wrong? Nothing left of you to come up with
a snappy retort?"

I wanna see one of the bricks nail him in the head..

"That's not funny, Doctor!" 'Tim complained, pulling the sheet
off of his face.

Oh, I was highly amused. And worse, I had an idea in the back of my mind
this was going to happen.

Death continued to grin. Even though that was the only
expression he could maintain, he looked like he really meant it.
NO MORTAL MAY FIGHT ME AND WIN.

Death:  STALEMATE, PERHAPS, BUT EVEN THEN IT'S ONLY TEMPORARY.

Short of breath and eyes periodically unfocusing, 'Tim
fought to stabalize himself before saying, "Okay, try this one. I've
seen it done TONS of times."

DEATH: SO HAVE I. IT NEVER WORKS.

"Let me put it this way," the doctor said, going through a
few items on a nearby screen. "Have you been experiencing any
odd symptoms lately? Shortness of breath, inability to focus,
racing pulse, mood swings, elevated temperature, weakness in the
joints, the sudden, uncontrollable urge to go up against the world?"

'Tim: I've had that since I was created.

"And you've also fallen deeply in love with a fourteen-year-
old blonde schoolgirl," the doctor added after a moment.

"WHAT?!" both 'Tim and Ukkyo cried in unison.

Yeah. Don't see Ukkyo caring for that.

"AAAAARRRGGGHH!!!" Nephrite yelled, slapping the ground with
a free hand in a frantic attempt to ignore the pain as Molly
continued to yank on the sparking thorns in his shoulder. With all
her efforts, she'd managed to move them about three inches. There
yet remained about a foot and a half of evil jagged plant matter to
extract.

Don't know as he'll be able to take much more.

All in all, the situation seemed pretty grim.

Serena collapsed along with her friends when the shockwave hit
her. "I wish," she sniffed, "I wish the Starlight Knight was here."

*KER-THWACKKKK!!!*ROAAAAAAAAAAR!!!* A thunderclap sounded and
a few dozen grenades imbedded themselves down Scream's throat.

I think she's about to get her wish.

Zoicite held her head and stared in wide-eyed shock as the
rest of her death squad was systematically eliminated.

Might be in her best interest to leave before SK runs out of youma and
switches to generals.

The knight looked down at his sword and frowned. "What?!" He
placed his foot against Zoicite's stomach and yanked his gunblade out
of her chest. He examined it and let out an annoyed sigh. "Out of
ammo?! Sheesh, not NOW..."

"Aaaaaaaaaaah," the blonde general breathed weakly, crumpling
to the ground, holding her chest and writhing in pain as red bodily
fluids rapidly drained out of her in a large puddle beneath her.

Hmm. Dispatching her quite easily, I see.

"Upstaged again," Tuxedo Mask muttered, shaking his head. He
sighed and snapped his fingers. "Oh well, there's always next
time..."

To be upstaged again? Why, there's an infinite number of those. :)

"You're welcome," Molly breathed in a relieved, exhaused voice,
in a slightly sarcastic-yet-serious manner only achieved by such
great actors as Scott Bakula as she fell flat on her back.

Hehehe. Nice touch

All we've got left is to tie up some loose ends.

Quite a few, I thought.

Tell me, would you prefer it if I ended the entire series at the
end of 18/18, or would you like the saga to continue in its typical
absurd manner? ^_^

Nah. It's working. Keep going until you feel the end come upon you.  Nice
work, as always.

D.B. Sommer






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