Sailor Moon Fan Fiction ❯ Frozen Rain ❯ The Conflict ( Chapter 4 )

  Frozen Rain

Chapter Four

         The Conflict

        Ami
< br> After many failed attempts of making myself look somewhat presentable I finally gave up on all hopes of smoothing out the wrinkles of the shirt. Then I had to give myself a mental slap when I realized just whom I was trying to look presentable for. Kunzite. My enemy, captor, bane of my existence, scum of the earth, whom I have oh so "affectionately" dubbed "Blondie". What?!

No I don't have anything against blondes or anything, but come on the guy has shoulder length pewter blond hair that shampoo companies would kill for! I bet he spends an hour just washing those locks, not that I am jealous or anything. Nope me not jealous, I just love my bluish-black pixy cut hair. Okay maybe I am a teensy bit jealous, you have to admit that it is pretty sad when a guy has prettier hair than a female. Ugh must stop rambling, must stop.

"Hey have you died in there or something?" Kunzite voice interrupts rudely.

I am just grateful he didn't read my thoughts and mentally interpret them. I don't know maybe he did read my mind and he is just too shocked to comment. I huff, and then stuck my tongue at the door.

'Oh that was really mature! Yeah I bet he feels really insulted now!' I chided myself, but I couldn't help it! You try hanging around Usagi and Rei and not pick up that habit! I tried one more time to smooth out the shirt soon becoming more than a little frustrated. Okay note to self, ask Kunzite where he got this thing and see if I can't find it in a smaller size. Suddenly it dawned on me, I am planning on staying here, not to mention being alive, for a while.

Kami I am so pathetic! Mind reader in my midst or not I should at the very least attempt to escape. What good would it do though? I am not strong enough to follow through any plan I could concoct, true I am cunning enough but not physically strong enough to fight back should I encounter a snag. So for now all I can do is wait. Wait for the others to come and find me.

'Do they even miss me? Do they even want me back?'

I shook my head as I arose to my feet, angrily stomping my booted feet like some child. "The others will find me! They will come rescue me! I am needed! They miss me they are my friends." Each of my words followed by a stamp of my foot as if I was giving myself physical conformation that I could and I will survive this. Whatever "Blondie" has in store for me I will come out on top.

'You hear me you pathetic excuse for a.. poodle! I won't let you win.'

"As amusing as I find this conversation, are you done changing yet or should I give you another hour?" Kunzite replied dryly.

Ugh, I despise him. I hate his sarcasm, I hate his arrogance, I hate his aloofness, and I HATE his perfect hair! Still as I stated before I really don't have a choice so I approached the door. With more force than I had planed to use I jerked the doorknob and flung the door open so hard that it decided to return the favor and whap me in the ass. So much for not having the door hit me on the way out. I swear if I hear so much as a snicker from that man I'll.I'll do something very.unpleasant to him.

'Oh perfect Ami-chan you can't even come up with any decent insults and threats. Yep your defiantly goon material.'

'Ami-chan hmm. So that's you name. Not bad, better than calling you Sailor Mercury or brat I suppose.' Kunzite replied.

I fear I shall never grow use to these sudden mental intrusions of his.

        Kunzite
< br>         Five days spent with this girl and I am already regretting my decision as to letting her live; however I would at least want to get the first phase of the plan started before I even think of reconsidering. So far it seems to be working well. From what I gathered a moment ago I won't even need to plant the seeds of doubt, she is doing a fine job all by herself. I'll just have to nurture that doubt while at the same time train her into a decent soldier. She is.bizarre, again from what I gathered from her thoughts.

What does "poodle" mean anyway? Maybe it is some sort of human curse equivalent to "bastard" or "son of a bitch"? It doesn't matter though since I have received enough of such insults that I doesn't bother me at all. Most of her thoughts though are quite amusing though. But she is not here to entertain me; she is here so that I can counter both the Sailors and Beryl's plans. Since the girls and Beryl are royally screwing up everything that was originally planed I have no other option but to react by force.

The Scouts are mere annoyances and if they didn't have those stupid crystals and those powers then they would be no problem. But it is Beryl who is my real threat. My former comrades and myself shouldn't have to take the blame that the Dark Kingdom has continually failed since it is Beryl's entire fault. She is the one who has been sending us out on these dead end missions all to gather energy and feed this monster of hers. And now she has pissed the girls off by taking Tuxedo Kamen, turned him evil, actually he is just more of an ass then he was to begin with than evil. So with Beryl's wild goose chases and now her current "distraction" the plans are far past schedule and if we delay further we won't have enough time to accomplish our true mission.

Then it will be yet another millennium of waiting before we can take action again. I can't allow that to happen, I have waited too long to allow this chance to slip away again. So I have to train this girl. She has the potential to be a great weapon for not only does she have the elemental power that she has demonstrated in the past but she has a hidden power that goes deeper and is probably more ancient than the world that her powers had originated from. I felt the same sort of power from the others at various stages, but hers' is the closest to awakening, it just needs a little push. And under my tutelage she will grow stronger, strong enough to blow her so called "friends" away and be the key in my defeat of Beryl and her insanity.

My guest gives a small squeak as the door she was exiting from whacks her on the ass. I almost allow a smirk to cross my lips, as I said before she can prove to be amusing at times. She looks so.odd and out of place clothed in a uniform, but that is to be expected I suppose since I have only seen her in that little fuku of hers then those plain human clothing a few minutes earlier. The shirt is ridiculously big on her since it used to belong to Nephrite but it was the only spare I could find, the pants came from Zoicite's old quarters since he was, out of the four of us, the most slender in build. I am a little bit surprised that so far this Ami, as she called herself, is so quiet and submissive. Could be a sign of intelligence or fear. I am praying for intelligence, but as the last few months have proven, I seldom get what I want.

I can hear the soft tap of her footsteps as I try to pick out a weapon from the small storage closet that will suit her. She is so petite in build that it is given that a broad sword will be too much for her. A bow require skill to operate properly, a whip can only be used at a medium distance, daggers only with precision and practice. So needless to say the choices are narrowed down to a very lightweight raptor. I carefully run a finger down the blade to test the sharpness, not very sharp, verging on dull but it will have to do since we will merely be sparing at best.

"Come over here." I ordered.

Carefully she approached my side as I handed the small sword to her then turned to look for my own weapon.

"Um excuse me, but what is this?"

I bump my head on some stupid piece of junk that got tossed inside the closet along side the weapons. One curse and a glare later I am staring down the tiny senshi as a visible shutter courses down her spine.

"Must I explain everything to you, you mindless twit!" I snap as I roughly snap the sword away form her hands.

"This is a weapon constructed of metal, pure silver to be exact, it's long, it's pointed, and it is sharp enough to cause bodily harm." I whip the sword around to have the tip press against the pale column of her neck. "Commonly known as a sword or to be more specific a raptor. Any questions?" I ask, lightly pressing the tip harder on her skin but not hard enough to draw enough blood. She gulps nervously but doesn't move her head for the fear of having it detached by any movement.

Looking at her eyes I can tell that she is frightened beyond thought, drops of water gathering in the corner, tears. She is afraid of me. Rightly so, I am a villain after all, she should know better than to ask stupid questions or annoy me with her useless mental self pet talk/jabber. I can't stand to see someone cry though so I quickly relinquish the sword and give it back to it's temporty owner; whom at first is too scared to even touch the thing so I have to force her hands open and place it inside the palms before returning to find my sword.

After more minutes of searching and few more bumps on the head I finally find the object of my search. I haven't spared in a long time since the last person I trained was Zoicitie, which must have been a good sixty years ago. For your information I am immortal, moderately, due to the dark energy that Beryl and this monster of hers provides, that is how I came to live over a millennium after the Moon Kingdom fell and yet still remain the same age in body, mind, and soul. However my immortally comes at a high price which I would rather not dwell on at the moment.

I turn towards the doorway only to notice that Ami has yet to follow me. With a roll of my eyes I cocked my head to see her still standing right where I had left her, she is still examining the weapon I had handed her with a mix of awe and horror on her face.

'Does she know? Can she remember all of those years ago?'

I gave a hard shake of my head. Remember what? Ever since I had linked the girl's mind and mine I have been having these disturbing thoughts and dreams that seemed more like memories. There is no time to anzyle either the messages or dreams; I have to make this plan work. I refuse to allow myself to fail just because of a few strange dreams brought about by an equally strange girl.

"Hey!" I barked to get the girl's attention. It worked because her body jerked as if awakening from a dream then slowly walked up to me and began to follow my lead as we leave my chambers and enter into the halls. She is quiet and submissive, not exactly what I was expecting when I decided to let an enemy of mine live, I really can't tell if this is just her nature or if she is too frightened to act any other way. The only way to know would be to probe deeper into her mind but even I have my limits. I will only push those limits if I deem to do so but since she hasn't been too difficult or challenging I'll allow her the freedom of most of her mind and restrain myself to only eavesdrop on her strongest thoughts. If she annoys me or need punishment only then will I delve deeper.

I just hope that when or if the time comes to do so, that I will not find something that will trigger more of these unwanted thoughts.

        Ami

I should have known not to question Kunzite, but when he had handed me the sword I hadn't known what he had wanted me to do with it. The first thought that came to mind was that he was allowing me the "dignity" of suicide but that only confused me even more. But it was STUPID to question him. I should have known better. The moment I felt the cold blade being pressed against my throat my heart just stopped as a million thoughts ran through my head, most of them were ironically about my mom and my friends and how I would never see them again, true I was afraid for my life but I was more worried about my family.

What would my mom say when she found out that her daughter had not only been a super heroine but also died at the hands of her enemy as well? I didn't want to die like this, not when my mother's thoughts of me would be tainted by the fact that I had keep such a big secret from her. Tears prickled my eyes trying so hard not to break down in front of my enemy. Then just like the energy blast he lowered the sword and gave it back to me. Too shocked to even speak I watched Kunzite remaining motionless until he forced my hands open and the sword was pressed into my palms. I can't bring myself to understand him, there are times were he scares me to death and I am reminded that he is still my enemy. And yet like now he hesitates to harm me when he has an open opportunity. Then the even rarer occasion where he seems almost gentle; like when I was sick, since no one else, as far as I can see, resides in these rooms I am suspected that it was he that had comforted me.

"Hey!" The object of my curiosity snaps.

Quickly I turn to follow him outside of the room. Now on the other side of the door to the chamber I found myself awestruck by the room or whatever it was that surrounded itself. It was kind of hard to describe, it was liken to a meadow with forest in the background, and grass curling underfoot the ground was flat and level. What is this place? And what was it doing in dark-and-gloomy-rock-land? I find it very hard to imagine that my "companion" would visit this place for a quick frolic in the meadow, but then again as the past few days have proven to me; I don't know my "enemy" well.

Why, why would I WANT to know about him anyway?! Me senshi of Mercury, he evil asshole! Still it would be nice if I could get a clearer picture of just who or what I was dealing with at the moment.

"What are you doing just standing around girl?" he asked sharply.

'Standing here and wonder what the hell we're doing here. Ha! Chew on that Mister Mind-reader!'

Those violet-gray eyes that I had first thought were so gorgeous narrowed at me, good so he has been paying attention. Without warning I am face to face with a very scary looking man.

"Would you mind repeating that?" he asked coldly.

Ahhh.no thank you I like my head attached to my shoulders but thanks for asking.

When I don't give an answer he starts walking away, assuming that he means for me to follow I do so until he barks at me.

"No. You stay right where you are for now."

Okay.so I'll just stay right here, while you walk off. That's cool I can handle that.. Hmm I wonder what he is up to?

Maybe he is getting some sort of weapon or something that will kill me once and for all!

No, that can't be it. He has had numerous opportunities to kill me and yet he had deliberately missed every single one. And even though Kunzite and what's his name have always been for painfully elaborate plans I don't think that he would waste this much time just to keep me off guard. What would there be to gain from such waste?

' I hope that you realize that brain of your's is too small to be wandering by itself. Now pay attention.'

Oh yes sir my wonderful tormentor, you know that I live to serve you.

'And while you're at it cut the sarcasm.'

I sigh causing an unruly strand of hair to fly up from my forehead. It wouldn't be so bad to cooperate with him if he wasn't so damn cold! And people accuse me of being frigid, well actually only my classmates think that.

I am still kind of weary about this place, it looks like a meadow, but this place is underground right? What would a meadow complete with trees, flowers, and grasses, be doing down here where there is hardly any air and little water?

'I didn't bring you to admire the scenery Ami. You're here to train.' Kunzite oh so wonderfully rudely interrupts my thoughts again.

"Train?" I muse, train for what.

My musing it abruptly interrupted by an energy blast aimed for my side.

"Epp!" dodging to the side the energy blast nearly missed me. Okay I take back what I said earlier; he is trying to kill me.

'If I had wanted to kill you Ami I would have aimed for your head.'

'Then why did you fire it in the first place?'

'To get your attention and to prepare you.'

Prepare me for what? What is he going to do?

'It is not what I am going to do. It is what you are suppose to do.'

Oh what I am suppose to do! That makes sense.not.

'Come at me.'

Excuse me. First he tells me to stay put and then he wants me to approach him? What is he playing at? Oh well might as well. Carefully I start to walk towards him to close in the gap until I hear a very loud and frustrated sound remark.

"No! No! You come, run at me with your weapon raised to attack me.'

What? He wants me to attack him. All right, maybe if I am lucky I'll impale him on this sword, excuse me raptor. But what if it is a trap? And even if isn't a trap I can't just attack him, it would go against my nature to just attack someone without reason. Should I obey him? Will he get mad? Like I care. Stubbornly I cross my arms over my chest. I don't care if he is a villain; I refuse to attack someone unless I have a reason, aside from an order I mean.

        Kunzite

What in the seven realms of hell is she doing? I tell her to attack and she is still standing there like a rock statue. Then she moves but only to drop her sword to the ground and cross her arms in an impertinent fashion. And here I thought she was too compliant. There must be something wrong with this poor girl's head, I am her enemy and yet she refuses to attack me when I have given her permission to do so. Humans, too complicated for comprehension, better to just have them wiped off the face of the earth.

        Still I can't give up.

All she needs a bit of coaxing into attacking and then we can get started with the training. As much as I loathe to this she leaves me no choice. Closing my eyes I start to strengthen the link between my mind and hers, by increasing the link I can access her deepest thoughts and emotions, even memories are open books for me to read. A little twist here and the right mental buttons pushed and I could make her mind the playground of nightmares. Slowly I begin the slip inside the recesses of her being, I can see and hear everything that goes on in her mind.

'I want to go home. I miss my mother. I miss my friends. I am scared. I wonder what he is going to do with me? Should I obey him? I can't do it! I just can't fight him, not without a reason. I'll fail. I know I will. I'll mess up. I am no good to anyone. It would have been better if he had just killed me.'

Amazing, just when I think I have access to everything I find that I have barely scratched the surface. She has some many things sealed away, so tightly that I have to push and pull to open these locks only to be flooded again. Deep, kind of like the ocean, I need dive to even greater depths. So many different levels, could I unlock her powers if I push enough or will I break her if I go on? But my attention is drawn away from the potential power she holds and is turn towards yet another door. This one is large, covered in gold, blue sahhipres and diamonds form odd symbols that form the letters for a long forgotten language that wish to roll off my tongue.

What is this place? So much power is radiating from the sealed door. Is this the power in her that I had wanted to seek? I want to touch the door, to open it, but just as my hands come with in reach of it a sharp pain races through my body. Ah! This must be something very important for her to guard so fiercely.

Fighting against the prickles of pain I latch my hands onto the door; no locks so I don't need a key but this fact will only make this door harder to open. I press hard on the door's surface but it doesn't budge an inch. I must know what she hides beyond this door. There must be wonderful secrets held within this place for her to want to protect it so much. I attempt to push on the door one more time, only to have it gently open with a click and swing back towards me, leaving a creak between the door and this room.

Turning to the crack I peer inside to see what wonderful things I have unlocked. Leaning down I find myself unable to see anything but darkness, so I pry my fingers through the sliver to push the door back even farther. It hesitates, refusing to allow me to enter. My efforts are once again unnecessary for as soon as my fingers leave the door it flings wide open allowing me to enter. Before I can take even one step over the threshold I come face to face with a literal wall of water, a wave from a massive ocean. I can't even take a step backward before the water crashes around me and swallows me.

Opening my eyes I find myself surrounded by water, above me, around me and below. Suspended weightlessly in the water's embrace I am bombarded with sights and sounds.

'This is wrong, but how it be so wrong when it feels right? I can't keep leading him on like this. No, please don't go, I need you. I need you. My greatest fear is being left alone forever.'

A young woman who holds a remarkable resembles to Ami walks above me. With each step of her feet the water ripples and chances and so does her image. In the first ripple she is a young girl being teased mercilessly by boys until an older boy stops them and helps her. The second ripple is a young lady dressed in a gown of silk, standing alone in a room where other people are dancing with their partners in some crude shadowy world that she is excluded from. The third ripple shows her smiling sadly with tears falling down her face with her eyes turned to the unreachable stars. The fourth is the shock for the young and a solder dressed in an outfit not unlike Ami's fuku replaces the almost beautiful lady. Her eyes hard and jaded by death, blood caked on her body and matting her hair, her thin frame shaking with fear as shadows draw near to shallow her alive.

I can't take this! I had wanted to access her memory but for some reason this is too much. It's as if for the past several years I have teetered on a revelation that was wishing to break the surface of the water to breath. These pictures, these words are brining something in me alive, it should be dead and gone. No I don't want to remember. Zoicite was like this when he first joined the Dark Kingdom, he would speak of nightmares too surreal to be true, he walked a thin line between sanity and madness. I can't let this over take me, I will not let this rush take me away. I can't be drawn.

And yet she still calls for me to join her, to live in this fantasy with her. Lies, all lies. There was never peace; there never will be peace. They lied to us. Everyone is lying. I am degusted that I believe anyone, about peace, about hope, about love. All lies. Beryl may be a self-serving bitch but she knows the truth, she knows that my brothers and myself bought into those lies like fools and had to pay for it in the end.

"Kunzite"

No, go away. I don't want to talk to you.

A soft hand places itself on the side of my face. She wants me to look at her, but I just can't do it. To look her in the eye would mean that I have accepted the lies. It's her fault, all her fault. If I hadn't listened to her I would have lived without having to go through so much pain.

"Kunzite, please listen to me.'

I don't want to listen to you! Never, you lied. You said that you cared about me, only me! You turned my brother and I against each other. Did you like that bitch? Did you enjoy watching us gut each other over your worthless self?! Did you enjoy watching me die? Did you laugh at us for being so pathetic, that we would rather wish to die at each other's hand than to let the other have you? Closing me eyes I wanted nothing more than to escape her, but even shielded in the darkness I can see her dark blue eyes, tears shimmering in their depths as a sad smile crossed her lips.

"No. I cried."