The day after the dramatic battle at one of the shut down Shinjuku theaters went down. While the immediate area was covered in storm during the fight, residents a little ways off heard the commotion and that coupled with some missing persons reports resulted in the military arriving shortly after Team Senshi and Friends departed the scene. Naturally, an investigation took place with a large commotion of investigators, military police, and officers arriving to examine the area.

A large area was blocked off from normal traffic, but as typical, nosy people would watch behind the police barriers at what was going on. Most people whispered and rumored that somebody tried to blow up the theatre or a fire took place. A few rumors even remarked about how there was initially a large med-evac for a number of people being treated for things ranging from Hypothermia to Dementia.

The military involvement showed no sign of breaking soon, as more and more officers were showing up. One of them says to call the Lieutenant while others were less enthusiastic about that idea. A couple of soldiers try to tell the crowd to go away, to little effect. People will cell phone cameras catch what they can, prompting a number of black tarps to be eventually hoisted in an attempt to dissuade the spectators.

Keitha sighed as she walked down the sidewalk, she wished she could just go home and crawl under her covers, on her little futon, in her and her father’s tiny apartment. But she couldn’t do that just yet, she had to walk to the Shinjuku District first for some guitar strings because it seemed that there wasn’t one music store around where she lived, and upon asking people where she might find one, they all said the same thing, “Go to the Shinjuku district.” So she decided to go to the Shinjuku district. It wasn’t a far walk really, it wasn’t even the gloomy weather, she had lived in Dingle after all, it was simply the fact that her first day of school had been exhausting. With the purple haired girl and her snide remarks, the vast amount of people who did not speak a word of English, and the classes were organized differently than in her home country. To put it simply it was going to take a lot of adjusting and adapting before Keitha would feel at home. Which is why she really needed those guitar strings, so she could let out some stress and hopefully feel some sort of relief.

She turned the corner on which she had been directed to by her map the authorities had given to her and her father upon moving to Japan and ran into a bit of a surprise. There was a crowd surrounding what Keitha could only tell as some sort of theatre. As she looked at the building Keitha started to have this odd feeling in her gut that something was off about the whole scene. She sighed again and shook her head, waving it off; it really wasn’t anything of her concern or her business. Plus she didn’t like large crowds or the military, too much of a commotion and it made her feel uneasy. So she started off trying to find her way around the crowd still searching for a bloody music shop for her guitar strings.

Hunger.

Overwhelming Hunger.

One of the golem minions had survived to his point by consuming it's own comrades. The entity that had created it was destroyed promptly by the group of senshi and knights, Scorpio had fled the scene, and the few golems had been dormant. Yet one kept it's awareness, and on pure instinct it had survived so far on the scant energy left by the other surviving golems that were dormant.

Yet it was running out...without more energy, it would die.

The humans in the crowd were mostly weak, along with the soldiers. They alone wouldn't provide much, and emerging would make a fight for it's life to survive between the soldiers that would likely turn on it and the slightly warmer temperature.

But then one came close...a beacon. Such an overwhelming power! If it could get her, then maybe, just maybe it could become a proper youma entity with true sentience and rank.

To try was better than to lay down and die.

It had to choose the right attacking point. A patch of ice near Keitha would work, and would give it at least a brief window before military attention would turn upon it. ...


Near Keitha, a haze of fog manifest, chilling to the bone despite any and all garments that may be worn against the normally inclement weather. When she looks up, she will see an eight foot tall monstrosity of ice shards and black energy approaching her, a clawed hand outstretch. The ground around her feet began to freeze, and if she didn't move soon, she would be stuck to the ground long enough for the youma to grab her throat.

Keitha had finally been able to pass around the crowd of people and as soon as she was about to go in search of the music shop a chill ran up her spine. "Brr and I thought Ireland was cold, curse this ongoin winter." She mumbled as she pulled her coat closer noticing the fog manifesting, "What the bloody hell?"

Keitha then looked up seeing the ghastly creature towering over her as the cold started to creep up through her boots. She screamed as she stepped back and instantly slipping and falling on the ice. She scrambled her way up ad made a run for it, everything in her body telling her to flee. Needless to say she wasn't getting her guitar strings today.

The commotion caused the civilians who were watching to panic and begin to run as nearby soldiers raised their rifles and handguns, but hesitated to fire due to Keitha's presence and the bad PR that shooting a civilian would entail. A few get to angles that make Keitha out of range and fire, but the shells are absorbed harmlessly into the ice. The youma stomps the ground, knowing that if given the opportunity the soldiers would use explosives, causing ice to launch up around the soldiers forming a wall, with some spikes impaling a few men in the leg.

The sound of a motorcycle approaching from the opposite direction could be heard, as a taller man in a black trenchcoat appears riding a combat modified cycle. His brown hair flows neatly down the back of his head while his bangs are a little more spiky. He calmly dismounts the bike while the youma turns to where Keitha was running and begins to charge, withdrawing a .45 Caliber Revolver and aiming the large gun at the youma, firing two rounds into it's lower torso. If Keitha stopped to look for some reason, she would see a couple of red dots blinking in the ice body of the creature.

The soldier then presses a button on the side of the gun, as the two shells embedded in the creature explode, having the impact of a small grenade from within, which causes the youma to tumble over and collapse momentarily, while the creature begins to reform it's lower body. It holds it's arm out at the soldier and the other at Keitha, launching several bolts of ice in the form of small spears at both, the shots at Keitha wild and way off. The ones launched at the soldier with the revolver aim true, making the soldier need to roll to the side, though they explode behind him and small spines of ice strike him like shrapnel, a few penetrating the cloak and causing the soldier some flesh wound injury.

Artemis was stalking Keitha since she had left the school. There was something about her that the white cat could not leave alone, and having hopefully gotten away as to not trouble Sophia since she was busy preparing for a sleepover of some sort, he made his way to the Shinjuku following the energy that he could detect. Eventually, his suspicions were potentially confirmed as he could sense a surge of chaos energy in the youma, while the girl was fleeing from it.

There was no mistake.

The cat ran as fast as a furry little animal can, bounding through snow and crowd, though his tail is momentarily stepped on by a particularly large man causing mild injury and heavy discomfort, but he is able to get to an alley just ahead of Keitha and howls at her with an angry cat sound.

"Hey, you redheaded chick! Get over here! he shouts, jumping on a trashcan. At times like this, Artemis felt like an alley cat. This was becoming a rapid occurrence running into Senshi in alleys like this. "There isn't much time, but there is something inside of you that can help defeat that monster/" he says, hoping that he was right about Keitha and that something within her would stir long enough to get over the panic that was in her.

As Keitha was running she heard gunfire and turned around to see that they had no effect on the icy thing whatsoever. Her eyes widened as she turned around and kept running, which was becoming difficult as the people were scrambling around like ants making it difficult for her to get farther away. Keitha heard the sounds of a motorcycle, but didn’t turn to see who it was, nor did she turn when she heard more gun shots, it was only when she heard the small explosion sound that she stopped to turn and look. She looked and first saw the guy with the trench coat then let out a small yelp as she saw the thing trying to reform and turned around to start running off again as she saw strange shards of ice fly past her.

She didn’t understand it. Why was this creature coming after her, what was it even? Who was the guy attacking said creature? Most of all why was there a white cat calling out to her? She stopped in front of the alley way to make sure she wasn’t delusional and realized she wasn’t because the next words that came out of his mouth told her she had something inside her that could defeat the thing. She ran inside and suddenly felt awkward talking to a cat, “What do ya mean I ave somethin inside of me? Ave ya gone mad kitty? I’m just a girl.” She paused, “No I think I’m the one who’s gone mad, I’m talkin to a talkin kitty and I’m being chased by some icy monster and I don’t know why. For heaven’s sake I jus wanted some guitar strings.” She sighed looking at the cat who she had not given time to respond and said, “Well? Cat got your tongue? Oh wait…” She then finally fell silent looking at the cat starting to feel unsure he had spoken at all.

It was shortly after school let out for the day, and Amarissa was supposed to be on her way home. She was, sorta, just taking the long way around. She wanted to see the damage that had been done by the fight and storm to the theater, now that the weather was better and it was a bit brighter out. She had planned this out before she left the house, so her bag for the sleep over was already packed. All she'd have to do is go home and change, then catch the subway.

The area was swarming with military personnel and curious civilians when she got there. There were some tarps up to try limit visibility, but the damage was still pretty obvious. She sighed in discontent, sorry for her part in the destruction. As she was standing there contemplating things, icy mist and fog began to slowly form a little ways from her. Suddenly a figure appeared and Amarissa recognized it as one of the golems from the fight.

A flash of red and an irish tone drew her attention to none other than Kietha, as Amarissa watched the golem go after her. The girl ran into an alley, following a familiar looking white cat. Her eyes narrowed in suspicion and she quickly followed, hiding against the outside corner as the cat began to speak.

Not waiting to hear what he said, it was obvious at this point what was going on, Amarissa ducked into a side store. Checking to make sure it was empty, she held her locket, whispered to it, and a moment later walked out of the door as Sailor Moon. She then ran around into the alley.

"Kietha, it's ok. You're not crazy. I'm Rie, otherwise known as Sailor Moon. I know why this cat is talking to you and I can help you defeat this youma after he finishes," she says calmly, giving Artemis a pointed look. She was glad she was here to help and could explain more after.

Artemis momentarily had an utterly deadpan look as Keitha used a cat pun. Really? Eventually this cat was going to have to find a way to get random people to respect him in his full talking furry glory. Sensing Sailor Moon manifest nearby, he felt a little more relieved that another senshi was going to help guide the soon to manifest senshi.

"You have a latent power within you that grants you the power to use thunder to destroy evil. Also, you are one of the few people who can stop the approach of this 'Covenant' you humans call it..." he says, as the golden crescent mark on his forehead begins to glow and a ray of light appears between himself and Keitha, causing a small pen-like object with the mark of Jupiter on it to manifest, hovering in front of her in a green magical bubble.

"...Say Jupiter Power Make-Up, and things will become clearer...I promise." Artemis states, looking at Keitha expectantly.

Back at the battle...

The Class IV seemed to pay the soldier little mind, turning and moving in the direction Keitha had fled to. Standing up, wincing in pain from the attack that hit him, the revolver is pointed out and fired several more times, each shot landing squarely in the back of the monstrosity, another explosion occurring, though this time it was substantially less effective: the torso ice was reinforced by dark energy and not blown off like the legs first were.

The sound of empty shells hitting the ground was faintly audible as he emptied the revolver chamber. The exploding shells didn't do it here...and the creature still was trying to get away. He sheathes the revolver and replaces it with an incendiary grenade he had. The only one on his person, he had to make it count, raising his arm back and then lunging forward to throw the device as an explosion could be heard and a patch of fire spreading slowly around the youma's location, hopefully slowing it down for a moment.

The creature was annoyed at the ant that was trying to destroy it.

Hardened ice was protecting it, but it was clear this one wouldn't give up as easily when a wall of flame erupted around the creature. It hesitated, the flames melting the ice that made it's form were incredibly troublesome, and while the dark energy was reversing the damage quickly, it was obvious that it would run out of energy if it lingered too long or tried to pursue it's original target further.

The creature leaps back away closer to the soldier since the grenade landed as such that pursuing Keitha was problematic, and irritated, it walks toward the soldier it's arms turning from icy claws to arm blades.

After Keitha's rant she heard someone approach behind her and call her name. She swiveled around to see a girl dressed in, well she couldn't exactly describe it, but it looked like something of a uniform. "Who tha bloody hell are ya and how do ya know me name? And ave you gone mad too, with those frumpy clothes of yours and sayin you can help me?" It took her a moment, but something about this girl reminded her of somebody, but before she could ask the cat started talking again, something about latent energy, at this point he might as well have been speaking Japanese to her.

Completely confused she gasped in surprise as Artemis's crescent moon started to glow and the bubble with the pen inside appeared. Keitha too the pen, the feeling of it almost familiar to her in an odd way. She sighed and looked between Artemis and Sailor Moon, "You're jokin right?" She was about to go another tangent about how they were crazy and there was no power inside of her when she heard more gun shots and the icy creature stomping around. "Alright Alright, fine, I doubt this is goin ta do anythin, but here I go, Jupiter Power Make-Up." As soon as she said the words, a bright light came from what seemed to be inside her as thunder rumbled and lighting crackled. But as soon as it started it went away and Keitha stood there in a green, white, and pink outfit, much like Sailor Moons, but different here and there. More surprisingly all of her tattoos had disappeared along with her her piercings and their holes, making her completely different.

Keitha looked herself over and gave a yelp, "Why am i wearin this frumpy get up?" She asked then noticed her tattoos and piercings were gone and checked with her hands to double check. "What tha bloody hell is goin on? Where are my gauges an ink?" She looked between the two again, "What did you do ta me? I look like a frilly little Ninny!" By this time Keitha was clearly over reacting and loosing, in her mind things didn't happen like this back at home.

Rie smiled as Kietha ranted about things not being possible, asking who she was and why she was wearing this outfit. Then she took the pen and said the words anyway, and transformed into Sailor Jupiter. Rie was a little surprised at the disappearance of all Keitha's tattoos and such as well, but now was not the time to worry about that. "We'll worry about that later, as well as all of your other questions. For now, we need to stop that youma. Close your eyes and search yourself for a word of a power, something that will grant you a weapon or a means of defense. It should whisper through your mind from your subconscious. I know I sound crazy but please just trust me. Watch, I'll demonstrate my power so you can see we're not crazy."

Turning around, she positioned her arms in an obvious archer's stance and a silver and blue bow appeared in her hands. A matching quiver appeared around her waist. Pulling an arrow and notching it, she shouted "Moonlight Silver Arrow!" and let it fly in the direction of the youma's upper shoulder connected to the arm that was reaching for the soldier.

As the battle kept going another soldier had been examining the area and was not getting any luck. Then hears the screams of the people outside as well as gunfire and several explosions."What in the hell is going on" he said and withdrew his hand cannon of a weapon from his holster and carefuly ventured out. He took a look outside from the location on where he was at. He sees a class VI Covenant on the attack which surprised him And it then sent a wall of ice up impaling some of the soldiers legs. Ashley thinks for a second and gets some of his data equipment to record the battle. Trying to find higher ground he quickly gets on top of the theater and then watches the currant battle unfold.

He starts recording the battle from his postion from the roof and gets his mic on to make notes of the battle. The science officer was in a bit of awe as the golem started to reform from the powerful assault that Captain Saeki had unloaded. Until his eyes shifted to something that shocked him to his core , as he was trying to get his camra to adjust its sights. He saw at least two females dressed in attire that would have been better for a cosplay event and the silver haired girl pulled out a bow from out of no where and took aim. At first Ashley would have yelled for them to get out of there but the arrow glowed with energy and fired at the golem. "Mien Gott.....is that magic? ......There others besides the Covenant that have this power" he said while recording as he was in shock. He would have to get them secluded or something to question them. For now though he keeps his position as normal weapons would not have an effect on the ice golem.

If things did get bad though he would led support fire from his position on top of the roof of the building. But doubted that his bullets would break through the creature's icy armor. Or its instant regeneration it had as it would constantly reform its body from the ice and snow around it.

Artemis's sweat bubbled profusely at Jupiter's reaction to her tattoos and piercings of all things. A vein bulged on his head for a moment before she regained his composure and then rubbed his nose with his paw in the 'kitty facepalm' move. "I think there are other things to worry about Jupiter..." he says, not remembering her normal name, and opting to go with the alias instead for completion's sake of keeping identity. "Just believe in yourself and the rest will come naturally."

Meanwhile the youma, not hearing the silent attack, finds itself struck and arm blown off by the arrow. The purification energy, even if weaker than her full powered one 'cauterized' the wound for lack of a better term, inhibiting it from regrowing. The youma turned to face Sailor Moon and narrowed it's eyes. The incendiary grenade's effects were fading, and it bounded forth to charge at her, ignoring the soldier now. A blade was formed, as it resorted to it's basic charge and stab move. However this time, speed was picking up much quicker, accelerated by additional dark energy.

Meanwhile, the soldier found himself from facing a melee combat situation to having the youma turn it's back to him. The soldier narrowed his eyes with annoyance, this youma just didn't know what it wanted to do. He withdrew his revolver again, but then notices the girl in an absurd outfit with some kind of bow in hand. A bubble of sweat goes down the side of his head.

"...Am I under a hallucinogenic or something..." he mutters, holding his fire for the moment. He wasn't keen on risking the girl getting hit, and he did not see the magical arrow come from her, the flash of light faster than he saw initially.