Sailor Moon Fan Fiction ❯ Sailor Moon Giga ❯ Episode 3: Decoe and Bocoe ATTACK! ( Chapter 3 )

I'm back and things are now officially going to heat up, as some say.

 

I'd like to start by thanking those who have reviewed Chapters 1 & 2; those who haven't reviewed, please send them in.

 

I'd also like to thank MoonKent and Starlus for writing their respective scenes in this chapter, and I'd also like to thank Janneia for editing any mistakes I've made.

 

Disclaimer: I do not own Sailor Moon; the anime is property of Naoko Takeuchi, but I do own the Skull Empire and anything to do with it as well as the plot of this fan fic.

 

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Episode 3: Decoe and Bocoe ATTACK!

 

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---At the Citadel---

 

In the control room Decoe and Bocoe enter to see that it is only being illuminated by the sunlight entering through the windows.

 

“The Praetor has been awfully quiet the last couple of days,” remarks Decoe, very quietly.

 

“He might still be gloating over his victory,” replies Bocoe at the same volume.

 

Decoe and Bocoe both go over to Nagash's chair, only to see him asleep. This makes the two

Skull Bots have sweat drops appear on their heads.

 

“He's asleep…what should we do?” asks Bocoe.

 

“I-” Decoe starts, before Nagash interrupts him.

 

“Decoe, Bocoe, go attack the city.” orders Nagash, mumbling in his sleep.

 

“Let's go.” Decoe whispers, so as to not awaken his sleeping master.

 

Bocoe goes over to Nagash's deck of Skull Bots and takes a random card out.

 

“This is a good Skull Bot,” utters Bocoe, whilst looking at the illustration on the card. The Skull Bot displayed on the card is a Mandrill. It has multi-coloured lights on its shoulders and wrists - containing two miniature cannons. Its hands are larger than normal hands; it also has a large mouth for chewing anything that comes into contact. Finally, it has two connectors coming out from his back and going to the elbows.

 

“Spark Mandrill, one of my best choices!” he comments.

 

“The Sailor Soldiers won't know what hit them.” Agrees Decoe as they leave the control room through one of three corridors. The one they took was the one to the left, at a diagonal to the desk. The other two exits are situated directly in front of the desk and at a diagonal, but to the right. Out of respect, they leave Nagash to his dreams and in deep slumber.

 

---Elsewhere at the Hikawa Shrine---

 

Darien, Serena, Mina, Lita, Raye, Amy, Rini, Artemis, and Luna sit outside Raye's shrine.

 

Serena moans. “Why did we have to get new enemies right about now? Everything was so nice and peaceful!”

 

“I think the more important question is: `Where did these enemies, this Nagash, come from?'” Amy wonders aloud.

 

Mina thinks about this for a second. “Wait, what was it that he was yelling when we first got there? Something about a Skull Empire or something?”

 

Raye looks over at the two cats. “Do you know anything about what that is?”

 

Luna and Artemis glance at each other. “Well…” Luna hesitates. “I don't recall anything about the Skull Empire in itself, but the name Nagash…that strikes a bell somehow…”

 

Artemis nods in agreement. “It seems to remind me of something that I've heard of a long, long time ago…” He shakes his head. “But I can't remember exactly what, either!”

 

“Well, whatever it is, and whoever he is, there's one thing we know for sure,” Darien says, looking around at the others. “He is a formidable enemy, and we need to be very careful.”

 

Amy also nods. “I agree. We need to be in constant contact with each other, and it would be best if we could be in pairs as much as possible.”

 

Lita makes a face. “Does that mean we have to be in detention with Serena?”

 

Serena glares back. “Hey! I'm not in detention that often! And I wouldn't be in detention ever if my teachers weren't so mean! Especially that Mr. Floodgate,” she mutters.

 

“What are you talking about?” cries Raye. “You're always in detention!”

 

Rini agrees with a nod of her head. “Yeah. It's because you're so lazy!”

 

Amy interjects before Serena can reply and turn this into a full-blown argument. “Well, perhaps it's not quite necessary that we all have to be together all the time. But at the very least, we should always know where everybody is. This Nagash character could attack anytime, without as much as a moment's notice, and we need to be ready to fight back immediately if we have any chance of winning.”

 

Darien raises a further point. “And in the meantime, Luna and Artemis should probably see if they can find any record on Nagash, which might jolt their memory. After all, the best way to fight your enemy is to get to know him thoroughly first.”

 

The nine of them nod in agreement as it was the best option they had available to them. Standing up, they split and head for their respective ways.

 

---Meanwhile at Juuban-cho Shopping Strip---

 

Decoe, Bocoe and the huge walking mass of robotic ape, (which could only be identified as Spark Mandrill) walk down the occupied streets as if they were from a circus.

“How can people act like this after what the Praetor did last time?” wonders Decoe, in a low voice.

 

“Perhaps it's because he hasn't attacked in the last few days,” suggests Bocoe.

 

“Uh, Guys?” Spark Mandrill speculates in a rough robotic voice.

 

“What do you want?” demands Decoe as he crosses his metal arms.

 

“I'm kind of hungry, where are the bananas?” the ape asks, causing Decoe and Bocoe to fall onto their backs in disbelief.

 

“You have to be kidding us! You're here to conquer this city for Praetor Nagash, not ask for bananas!” Bocoe almost yells.

 

“He's right!” continues Decoe, almost yelling himself as well.

 

“I want bananas!” demands Spark Mandrill, “Even a Skull Bot Ape like myself needs his bananas!”

 

Decoe and Bocoe turn their backs on the Skull Bot as they start talking to each other.

 

“Next thing you know he doesn't believe in violence,” fumes Decoe.

 

“Then he'll commit it as acts of self defence,” Bocoe seethes.

 

“I heard that you two, now as I recall, I am above the both of you in the chain of command.” states Spark Mandrill with an air of authority.

 

“What!” Decoe nearly screams.

 

“Says who?” Bocoe demands to know.

 

“Why, that Praetor says so,” Spark Mandrill replies casually. “Now fetch me some bananas before I rip you apart for not obeying a direct order!”

 

Decoe and Bocoe slouch away sulking, while three kids walk up to Spark Mandrill.

 

“Hey you!” the first one bellows.

 

“What do you want?” Spark Mandrill drawls with disdain.

 

“What's with the ridiculous costume you're wearing?” questions the second kid.

 

“This is not a costume, I'm a Skull Bot.” asserts Spark Mandrill.

 

“If you are, then prove it.” sneers the last kid.

 

“Very well.” Spark Mandrill grabs a lamppost that is next to him. He bends it and uses it to destroy a bus shelter, thus scaring the kids away and making Decoe and Bocoe hurry back to see what is going on.

 

“Well so much for our guesses,” says Decoe, defeated.

 

“He's definitely not a pacifist,” Bocoe concurs.

 

Meanwhile, elsewhere on the Shopping Strip, Serena, Rini and Luna are walking towards the chaos.

 

“But why?” Rini moans, “It's not like you're exactly some sort of health freak yourself, Serena!”

 

Serena continues to wear the wide, smug smile on her face. “Now now, Rini,” she teases, almost singing, “you know too much candy will give you cavities, and then…” She suddenly turns to Rini, her fingers furled to resemble claws, “it's dentist time!” With that Serena laughs haughtily and starts making drilling noises.

 

Luna isn't amused. “Honestly Serena,” she scolds as the other two continues to bicker and pull faces at one another, “you, suddenly taking the moral high ground on candy eating is…”

 

Luna is cut off as a very loud crashing sound is heard. Instinctively, they all duck for cover under the porch of the nearest shop as a car flies past them and smashes into a lamppost on the other side of the road.

 

“It's the enemy!” exclaims Luna as she looks out from beneath the cover, “this one looks strong; you'd better call the others!”

Serena nods, not needing to see for herself. She taps on her communicator.

 

“Everyone!” she cries frantically, “it's the enemy, and it's tearing up the main street! You'd better get here fast, and they're almost at the Mall already!” A collective “Ok,” is heard as she shuts down the communicator.

 

She turns to Rini who is looking back.

 

“You ready?”

 

Rini nods.

 

“MOON COSMIC POWER, MAKE-UP!”

 

“MOON PRISM POWER, MAKE-UP!”

 

In a matter of seconds they both transform into Sailor Moon and Sailor Mini Moon.

 

“Luna,” starts Sailor Moon, “you stay out of the way, we can handle this.”

 

She and Mini-Moon step out into the open.

 

Luna sniffs. “And here I thought I was supposed to be the guardian…”

 

Across the street and down a little, Decoe and Bocoe are sitting on the roof of another car enjoying the destruction around them.

 

“He's doing a good job,” comments Decoe.

 

“He's definitely doing a great job,” agrees Bocoe. “The Praetor will be very pleased; this is the best entertainment I've seen since…”

 

“Since Missile-Wrist.” finishes Decoe.

 

“Yeah, since Missile-Wrist,” decides Bocoe, “except that, Spark Mandrill is way better.”

 

He then stands on top of the car roof waving his fists, as Spark Mandrill charges into the side of a bank, creating a new `entrance' to the building. In a puff of smoke and a mass of rubble, money starts fluttering through the air like confetti.

 

“Go Spark!” Decoe and Bocoe cheers, “Wreck the pathetic humans' little city!”

 

“Stop right there.” A voice commands.

 

“H-huh!” Decoe and Bocoe stutter as they turn around to see…

 

“Just because banks don't always give us money when we want them to doesn't mean you can wreck them whenever!” Sailor Moon lectures.

 

“Even in the future, cars aren't supposed to fly!” adds Sailor Mini Moon.

 

“We stand for love!

 

“And we stand for justice too!”

 

“I'm Sailor Moon!”

 

“And I'm Sailor Mini Moon!”

 

“And in the name of the moon, we shall punish you!”

 

Their entrance also catches someone else's attention.

 

“Yeah, that's right Spark,” urges Bocoe, “you know you want to; let them know what you think about them interrupting your fun.”

 

Spark Mandrill turns at the request and picks up the nearest car.

 

“Um….” mutters Sailor Moon, “put that down!”

 

Mandrill is only too happy to oblige, as he hurls the car in the direction of Sailor Moon and Mini Moon.

 

“Why'd you have to ask him to do that!” scolds Mini Moon as they narrowly avoid the flying car, which smashes into the shop behind them.

 

“How was I supposed to know he'd actually listen to me?” defends Sailor Moon, panting as they run.

 

“Whoa, wait for it,” mentions Decoe, looking at Mandrill's next move, “looks like the car

was just the start.”

 

“Yeah,” concurs Bocoe, “this is starting to get interesting.”

 

Having destroyed most of the cars near him already, Spark Mandrill decides to use the same attack he used on the bank earlier. Holding his huge fist out in front of him, he begins to charge at the two Sailor Soldiers.

 

“Aieee!” yell both Soldiers at once, as they leap in opposite directions to avoid the flying fist. The fist smashes into what was left standing of the shop that the car went through, and destroys it completely.

 

Just as Sailor Moon picks herself up from the ground, Mandrill emerges from the rubble unscathed. It leaps into the air, swinging on an overhead signpost with incredible speed.

 

In an instant he manoeuvres himself to the other side of the street and swings again on a street lamppost, which creaks and bends as it takes the weight of his momentum. Right about this point Sailor Moon realises….

 

“He's coming back around this way!” she cries.

 

“BURNING MANDALA!”

 

As Sailors Moon and Mini Moon huddle together they hear the familiar cry of Sailor Mars as she bursts suddenly onto the scene. With her flaming rings she shoots right through the lamp post just as Mandrill was at the apex of his turn, causing his momentum to carry him, as well as the top half of the lamp post, spinning into yet another half-wrecked building across the street.

 

“Sailor Mars!” greets Sailor Moon, not able to contain her relief.

 

“Sailor Mercury!” yells Mini Moon, seeing that Mars and Mercury had appeared together.

 

“Having a hard time?” asks Mars coyly.

 

“Um… course not,” dismisses Sailor Moon hurriedly, “we were just about to take care of it actually.”

 

She prods Mini Moon.

 

“Uh, yes, just about to,” she agrees, too quickly.

 

Decoe and Bocoe seem to be happy that more Soldiers are arriving.

 

“Now the entertainment lasts even longer!” says Decoe excitedly.

 

“Too right,” his counterpart agrees, as a large brick whizzes past his head.

 

“Um… I think I'll just…” he leaps off the roof of the car and slides into the car through the window.

 

“Yeah,” Decoe acknowledges, as he jumps in through the other window, “…sit in here.” He finishes Bocoe's earlier statement.

 

Spark Mandrill emerges, unscathed yet again, from the new pile of rubble. As he cricks his head to the side as if to loosen his neck, Sailor Mercury steps forward.

 

“SHABON SPRAY!”

 

The area is suddenly blanketed in a pale mist, making it very hard to see anything.

 

“Idiots,” sneers Bocoe, “they obviously have no idea Spark can see with infrared.”

 

“Yup, the only ones who can't see now are them.” gloats Decoe, rather pleasingly.

 

The 4 Sailor Soldiers stand back to back.

 

“Wh-where did he go?” asks Sailor Moon anxiously.

 

A clanking noise to their left is heard, followed by a whooshing sound.

 

“Get down!” shrieks Mercury, as large pieces of rubble from a building stream over their heads. As they open their eyes, they realise to their dismay that Mandrill has moved quickly behind his projectile and is almost on top of them, making a mechanical cackle noise as he advances.

 

---Meanwhile at the Citadel---

 

In the control room, Nagash paces back and forth around the side of his desk.

 

“Where are Decoe and Bocoe? I hailed them ten minutes ago and they still haven't answered.” he remarks aloud before standing still at a podium. The podium has on it a screen and some controls. Replacing the one he originally had on his desk, a metre away in front, he decides: “Perhaps I better check one of the Scanners.”

 

He presses some of the buttons on the controls on. This causes it to scan through every square inch of Tokyo until he himself sees the battle scene.

 

“What the!”

 

Nagash zooms in to see the Sailor Soldiers battling Spark Mandrill as Decoe and Bocoe watch in the background.

 

“I didn't say they could attack without my orders unless… Computer, playback the last hour in the control room.”

 

He watches the replay of what happened the last hour. He sees himself sleeping and ordering Decoe and Bocoe to attack.

 

“So that's why they're attacking; they actually listened.” Nagash observes, amazed. Nagash then proceeds to exit the control room through the same corridor that Decoe and Bocoe left through earlier.

 

---Back at the Battle---

 

Spark Mandrill is almost on them, and he was moving fast.

 

“Hey you!” comes another voice from behind Mandrill, “Why don't you try your luck with me instead?”

 

As everybody, including Mandrill, look over in the direction of the voice, they see a silhouette emerge from the fog into the shape of… Sailor Jupiter!

 

“Sailor Jupiter!” cries a, once more, very much relieved Sailor Moon.

 

Mandrill turns to face Jupiter, letting out his cackle. Bringing up his fist again he suddenly pounds it into the ground, sending electrical shockwaves in Jupiter's direction. She is too fast however, and leaps to safety.

 

The fog begins to clear by this stage. Jupiter isn't at all impressed.

 

“Trying to use electricity on me?” she fumes, “I'll show you electricity.”

 

“I call upon my guardian planet Jupiter,” she begins, and crossing her wrists, “I call for the clouds; bring a storm; send me your power!”

 

The small antenna on her tiara extends and begins collecting energy. Mandrill turns around to face this noisy little nuisance.

 

“SUPREME THUNDER!”

 

Sailor Jupiter sends a blaze of lightning straight at the Skull-Bot, surrounding him in a frenzy of electricity. Decoe and Bocoe starts laughing, but as an overload causes Mandrill's left hand to explode, they stop.

 

“Um... maybe the Praetor forgot to electromagnetically shield that part,” Bocoe suggests.

Decoe uses the screen wash and wiper to clear the now murky windscreen.

As Mandrill stands looking at his severed hand, his cackling also stops.

 

“Almost done,” says Mercury. The others turn and see her analysing Mandrill with her computer and visor. “I thought I'd take advantage of Jupiter's distraction,” she explains as she types in data.

 

“Hey Mercury, how is it that you can analyse those Skull Bot things now?” Mars queries.

 

“I thought it might be a good idea to analyse Missile Wrist, the last Skull Bot we encountered. It was destroyed in the last battle but not enough so that there were no remains. I analysed them thoroughly, well, as thoroughly as one can when the specimen is in pieces. With the information in tow, I decided to update my computer's database. We might need it in the future and I guess, I was right.” Mercury explains once more, looking up from the computer from time to time.

 

“Okaaaay…in a language I can understand please?” asks Sailor Moon, very much confused.

 

“She means she used information from the last battle to help us in this battle, dimwit.”

 

“I am not a dimwit!”

 

Meanwhile, Spark Mandrill is not amused with Jupiter. Letting out a roar, he holds out his right fist and begins to charge at her, but she leaps out of the way. Slightly drained from using so much power, her foot catches at the last possible second, a piece of debris sent flying by Mandrill's previous charge. Rolling onto the ground, she gets up and begins to hobble off.

 

“Well?” enquires Sailor Mars, looking at Mercury, “Jupiter's in trouble,”

 

“Almost,” she replies, uploading the last few pieces of information to her computer.

 

“Well?” repeats Sailor Mars, getting increasingly worried as Mandrill hauls himself up again and noticing the slow-moving Jupiter with another cackle.

 

“Got it!” exclaims Mercury, “The connecting cables that are coming out of his back and going into his elbows, they're unshielded. If we take them out the power surge might be enough take him down.”

 

“Right on it,” tells Mars, as she dashes forward. However, she is not without doubts. `Can I get behind him in time?'

 

Jupiter turns to see Mandrill advancing on her fast.

 

“Damn,” she curses, not being able to move fast enough. It feels like a sprained ankle.

 

She grits her teeth and prepares for the worst…

 

“PINK SUGAR HEART ATTACK!”

 

Everybody turns to see Sailor Mini Moon shoot a procession of pink hearts from her wand to the Skull Bot, which seems to annoy him immensely. It also seems to distract him just as much.

 

Sailor Mars winks at Rini, `This gives me ample time to get in the right position… that's it - perfect!'

 

“BURNING MANDALA!”

 

Sailor Mars' spinning discs of flame cut straight through the vulnerable area of Mandrill that Mercury had pinpointed. He roars in rage and begins lurching about as electricity fills the air around him.

 

“This is…” realises Bocoe finally.

 

“Not good.” finished Decoe. He tries to start the car that they were in.

 

“He's all yours Sailor Moon.” rules Mars, as she runs over to Jupiter's position. Sailor Moon nods and takes aim with her Heart Rod.

 

“MOON SPIRAL HEART ATTACK!”

 

The huge, powerful hearts of the rod smashes into the back of Mandrill, where his power conduit is blown open by the blasts. A second later he explodes in a deafening roar, knocking more rubble over onto what is now left of the Skull Bot.

 

Mini Moon jumps for joy. “Yay, you did it Sailor Moon!”

 

Sailor Moon smiles. “You did well too, Sailor Mini Moon!”

 

“Oh great,” Decoe seethes before turning to his counterpart, “Any ideas on what we should do now?”

 

“Yes… let's get out of here,” suggests Bocoe trying to start the car again, “Do you have the PT?”

 

“I thought you had it,” replies Decoe.

 

The two Skull Bots then realises who had the PT all along.

 

“Don't tell me Spark Mandrill had it?” Decoe speaks aloud as he realises.

 

“He did have it…” says Bocoe slowly.

 

The car starts, but as he steps on the accelerator it wasn't going nowhere.

 

“Going somewhere boys?”

 

Decoe and Bocoe look behind them and see Sailor Venus standing outside. To add further dismay they notice she had tied the back of the car up to a lamppost with her love-me chain, and is standing beside it looking particularly smug.

 

“Well, looky what we have here,” gloats Mini Moon, as she strolls over.

 

“Great,” Bocoe moans, “out of all of them it just had to be the brat that gloated.”

Mini Moon was feeling particularly confident now, standing in front of the car.

 

“You two had just better think about telling us what we want to know,” she threatens, “or else….” She brings out her little heart wand and points it in their direction.

 

“I hate her,” expresses Decoe blankly.

 

“I hope the Praetor kills her first.” Bocoe snaps in agreement.

 

Sailor Moon then steps forward, with a stern look in her eyes and her hands on her hips.

 

“You said it Mini Moon,” she backs up, “you boys had better start singing or else I'll just let her do what she wants.”

 

Decoe and Bocoe look at each other.

 

“Sing?” repeats Bocoe, utterly confused, “Singing doesn't make sense to me.”

 

“I haven't been programmed to sing,” protests Decoe, “I don't understand the nature of the request.”

 

Both of them scratch their heads in puzzlement.

 

Suddenly a whistling sound fills the air. As they look out the window they see that the Sailor Soldiers scattering.

 

“I wonder why this is?” asks Decoe, again confused.

 

Several missiles smashes into the street, sending debris and glass everywhere again, also smashing the windows of the car the Skull-bots are sitting in.

 

“IMBECILES!” yelled a more than familiar voice from above them, “GET UP HERE RIGHT NOW!”

 

Making sure the Soldiers are still under cover, as another missile explodes at the other side of the street; Decoe and Bocoe jump out of the car's smashed windscreen, onto the roof again, and clamber up a rope ladder that had been thrown down.

 

Sailor Moon peeks out from her hiding spot after a few seconds to see what is happening. The car that had the Skull-bots in it had been smashed up, and they were nowhere to be seen. The other Soldiers begin to emerge from their places of refuge when they see Sailor Moon walk out and look around.

 

As the smoke slowly disappears everyone looks up to see Decoe and Bocoe in the Skull Mobile with Nagash at the controls.

 

“You may have defeated Spark Mandrill, but you have no idea of what is in store for you,” laughs Nagash fiendishly before turning the Skull Mobile around and flying away back to the Citadel.

 

“Him again,” rages Sailor Mars, tightening her fists, “that guy is really starting to get on my nerves with all his `Praetor' talk.” She is still supporting Sailor Jupiter, who is limping alongside.

 

“More importantly,” says Sailor Moon as she watches the Skull Mobile disappear in the distance, “How are you doing Jupiter?”

 

Sailor Jupiter grins. “I'll be ok,” she assures her, “it's just a little knock. More shock than anything.” Sailor Moon smiles back.

 

“Well done everyone!” comes the exclamation from behind them. They turn to see Luna and Sailor Venus.

 

“You all worked very well as a team,” praises Luna again, “if you each keep using your strengths like that we'll definitely defeat the enemy before too long!”

Sailor Venus winks.

 

“And the best part was,” she reckons, gesturing with a nod, “we saved the Mall from getting wrecked!”

 

“Anybody want to go for some ice cream?”

 

“Oh, me, me!” replies Sailor Moon with a giggle, her hand shooting up in the air like she was in school.

 

Luna groans. “I take it all back,” she complains.

 

---Later at the Citadel---

 

Decoe and Bocoe are standing in front of Nagash's desk while Nagash has his back turned to them, sitting in his chair.

 

“So you actually listened to my orders while I was asleep?” demands Nagash in a much calmer voice then his usual tone.

 

“We thought it was an actual… Praetor, what's happened to your voice?” Decoe asks.

 

“It seems more different than you're usual; it sounds human.” Bocoe says, noticing the change in voice as well.

 

The chair swivels around to reveal a man of 19 years of age with platinum blonde hair that flows down along his face, to the sides with strands also going halfway down his back. He is wearing a black trench coat, a dark grey buttoned shirt, with an Edwardian bow, dark red trousers and black shoes. He smirks as he stands up.

 

“I told them they had no idea of what I have in store for them and I'm going to live up to my promise.” smirks Nagash.

 

“Praetor?” Decoe and Bocoe pipe up, looking at him strangely.

 

“Indeed.” The man before them turns back into Nagash's normal self, before asking, “What do you think?”

 

“They won't notice that you're their enemy.” Bocoe states.

 

“Indeed.” Decoe says in agreement.

 

Nagash begins to laugh aloud as he begins to contemplate his next moves.

 

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Thanks for reading, now don't forget to review your thoughts.

 

Oh and before I sign off, a Mandrill for those who don't know is a kind of Ape/Baboon.

 

Signing off… now.