Sophia fumbles a little with her ringing phone before answering. She is greeted with information and listed of instructions. “Alright, ok. No one call an ambulance. New plan,” Sophia says. She flinches at the loud sound, “Is everything ok?” What was going on?

Kaguya doesn’t catch her attention until she calls Lance a monster. She growls at Kaguya, “Stop insulting people and making a bad situation worse. He didn’t mean to do this.” She watches as Kaguya does her thing with the scepter, but the girl fails to wake up. “Yeah, I already tried healing her. That’s not going to work. Not with this. Her soul is broken. It’s what happens when one of us is exposed to a lot of taint like that.” She looks down at the girl and continues talking to Peter, “Sorry. ABCs. Ummm… She’s pale and cold to the touch. She’s breathing, but it’s labored. She’s been healed twice already. We’re having trouble getting her to regain consciousness. Do you remember Kenji before he woke up? Kind of like that situation.” She looks behind her for the new senshi, “Hey, Neptune. Do you know any first aid? Got a power to fix the situation?”

As Hanahi shoulders her back, Sophia yelps in pain. She faceplants on the ground, wondering what exactly happening. As she looks back up, Hanahi is yelling at her to get away. “Hanahi…” she says, but Hanahi grabs her sister and runs off. Sophia yells, “Crap. Crap. Crap. She’s running away with her sister.” She looks over to Lance and his odd color changes. Not Oni. Not right now. Then blue eyes. “Soma?” She watches as he darts off after the girl, and she decides to take after her as well, choosing to follow directly behind her instead. “I’m on the move,” she says into the phone. She feels slower than usual due to being drained of energy. “Stop! We’re trying to help!” she yells after Hanahi.

'I have to get her away from those people.' Are the words that keep running through Hanahi's mind as she runs. After a minute she stops not entirely sure where she is, but she can hear the fall of feet from somewhere behind her. Looking around she manages to spot an alley, and that seems like her best hope. She darts forwards, taking a sharp turn when she gets the alleyway. Now it was just a question of making sure nothing happened to Hanakou. Hanahi watches Hanakou's laboured breathing as she moves through the alley, doing her best to be quiet, but failing spectacularly when she knocks over a small mountain of stacked paint cans. She cringes at the noise but keeps moving, needing to get through the alley and away from those monsters that had hurt her sister so badly.

She stops dead, realizing that the wall in front of her now seemed like an insurmountable obstical. If Hanahi had been on her own this wall would have been a simple thing to traverse, but with Hanakou in such a state. Hanahi wasn't sure what she could do, how she could get her sister over. She looked down at her sister's closed eyes, and in a moment of weakness spoke to her "I'm scared Kou-tan." If Hanahi could have just crawled up into a ball and blocked out the world around her she would have, but she couldn't.

There are a few boxes that are sitting near the wall. She carefully sits on the ground of the dirty alley, doing her best to hide herself and her sister behind the stack of boxes, hoping that those chasing her wouldn't find them hiding there.

As Hanahi hides herself and her sister the feet continue to pound down the alleyway as they come to a stop a labored voice says. "Hey..." he gasps and then lets out the rest. "What's wrong Anto?" The familiar voice asks. Soma's hands rest on his knees and he seems to be panting from exhaustion. "Are you okay? Is someone after you?" He asks his breath returning and an intensity manifesting.

With the last of the extremely deep breaths Soma closes his eyes and opens them again, then as he finally looks up at the girls they are the same slightly pale brown that Lance's eyes usually are. He walks towards her slowly. "Listen, if I am getting in the way I'll leave, but..." He trails off as he walks around the box and sees the pair and his eyes widen.

"She doesn't look so good, we should get her to a hospital." He says as he takes his coat off and hands it to Hanahi to put onto her sister. He did not want to step between them out of worry it would upset her more.

The traffic was... What it was. Peter despised the constraints of this modern society. The longer he spent in the form of the Inquisitor, the longer he felt the call of precious metal, of blood, of dang and claw... He was growing to hate them more. He realized that one day. He was simply staring at her. She did not make him feel that hate. She was special.

And the rest could burn. He felt this muttering, twitching anger in his chest. A deep malicious thing, hungering. Humans. Humans hurt him. They dig into him, asking he care. Asking he help them. Humans had to have Senshi to protect them. And the Senshi had dug daggers into his heart. That silver haired bitch had even gone so far as to call him into the war, AGAIN. Make him sacrifice his earned peace and happiness AGAIN.

And this time his opponent... Peter settled into the seething anger. His hands tightened on the wheel. His draconic heart beat fast. His eyes were burning. Sophia had been attacked, and his lips rolled back. He was torn between loving Sophia, and hating Venus. Venus killed the one he loved. Wanted him to fight the Zodiac, by participating in this war, yet wanted to have the moral sanctity of desiring peace.

Tears burn when you have none left to shed. He could not cry. Red hair. She had red hair. The one he loved. He felt it gnawing at him. Felt it ache. He wanted to kill her, and kiss her, and kill and kiss. It drove him mad. Beryl. The irony, of their likeness... She could never love him, for her heart wanted Endymion. And that meant in the end... As his heart settled. As he knew then how it ended...

Peter would betray them for nothing. But he could still be kind a little longer. He came to an alley, sharp eyes picking out three forms in it. Car parked just inside, blocking it off, before he opened the door with utter silence. Maybe there were more. But none were ready for this. He recognized one. But the others? His instincts felt something. Some whiff of the taint. He opened his hand, and grasped at things he always carried.

"Old habits die hard."

And then two flashbangs went off to either side of the trio, before a smoke grenade erupted a cloud all around them. In the chaos, as the smoke billowed, engulfing Peter as well, he exhaled, and there was a crack of thunder. Malachite lightning lit up the smoke, and the screaming of spirits flowing into him, before they tore his soul out with them. He closed his eyes, sighing, before reopening them, slotted, serpentine pupils invisible behind streaming energy.

"I am the Inquisitor. Hand over the injured girl, or face my steel."

His voice gave no leeway. He gave no mercy. Compliance was demanded. It felt amazing to be him again. To be a Chaos Agent. To demand. Not ask. This was what was needed... Rau was right.

Sophia runs into the alleyway, a little short of breath. Tired… so tired. She grimaces a little to see Peter being as threatening as possible. Of course, this wasn’t going to be easy. She walks over, patting Peter’s arm as she passed by. “Alright, your sister is hurt. I did not do that. I am the reason that she is alive still. Without any intervention, her heart would have stopped beating. She would have stopped breathing. I can’t get her to regain consciousness though. I have seen this before and I don’t have anything to reverse the damage that has been done. She would have been one of us. A senshi. However, she absorbed too much chaos energy, the magic that the Covenant uses, and our bodies and souls can’t handle something like that.”

She gestures to Peter behind her, “This man can help. He is your sister’s only chance right now to living somewhat normally. He does not want to see your sister go into a coma forever because of you running around with her across town, so excuse him being a bit forceful.”

She opens her arms, palms upturned, in a gesture of peace, and takes a few steps a little closer. “We don’t want to hurt you or your sister. We are trying to save her.” She cues the love energy, hoping it will help Hanahi trust her. “Please… we need to do something. You can sit here and watch as we work.” She wasn’t sure exactly what to do if Hanahi kept running with her sister. She didn’t want to frighten Hanahi more, but she also didn’t want to watch her sister slip into a far worse condition.

As the sound of foot falls came closer, Hanahi did the best she could to make herself smaller as she clutched onto Hanakou. Her body was shaking, all she could do was hope that the monster that she was sure was walking towards her would some how miss her. She buried her face into Hanakou afraid of just whom she'd see. When he spoke her eyes shot open and she looked up to see him standing there. "Lance!" Her voice cracked as she said it. She was on her feet in a second and burying her face into his chest. She was crying again. "There was this fire at the school, and we were trying to get out. Then the next thing I know we're outside, surrouned by these psychodic cosplayers, I think they were the ones who set the fire, all to play their stupid game." She shook her head trying to clear her tears away as she hurridly continued. "Lance they're derainged! They think the powers in their stupid story are real! I had to get away from them. Hanakou is hurt, and I need to get her to a hospital, but I'm afraid that they're after use for their stupid game!" After she finished talking she buried her face into his chest again, doing her best to stop sobbing. She felt so small.

Hanahi didn't hear it so much as felt the blast from the flash bangs pushing on her body, and sucking the air from her lungs. She stumbled back from Lance, and saw to her side a newly billowing plume of smoke, yet more smoke. She stepped back as a man, yet another cosplayer, stepped out of the smoke. He spoke, Hanahi could see that he was speaking, but her ears were filled with ringing form the flashbangs that had gone off. A moment later the brown haired one had come through the smoke. They were going to keep Hanahi from getting her hospital that Hanakou needed to get to. She had to get away from them. The wooden wall was still behind her, too high for her to try and jump, she frantically looked around for some way to get out, then she noticed it, a fire escape for one of the buildings. It was high, but maybe she'd be able to get upto it, even with Hanakou. Carefully she shifted her sister around so that she had the use of one of her arms back. She looked back at the people there, the brown haired girl was talking, but Hanahi couldn't tell what was being said, the ringing in her ears still too strong.

Taking one last glance at the wall behind her she knew there was only one way to get up to the fire escape. First she'd have to bounce off the brick wall of the building, moving to the wooden wall next and then, bound up the fire escape to get away from these people. She took a breath to steady herself, and while she was looking at the brown haired girl who had opened her palms like she was Hanahi's friend and not the cause of this whole thing. Hanahi wasn't sure why, but her body just started moving on it's own, but first by spitting at Sophia.

Hanahi bounces off the two walls and is on the fire escape before she knows it, just like how she had planned, but not quite, the wooden wall had worked more like a spring board than she'd expected it to, and she was going too fast, and crashed into the side of the fire escape. Hanahi had managed to keep Hanakou's uncountious body from taking too much of the impact, but she missed seeing a bit of metal railing hanging down and she felt as her temple impacted with it. Her head stung as she could feel warm liquid rolling down the side of her face. With that she was moving up the Fire escape, not sure where she was going to go once she was at the top of the building.

As Soma reached her he prepares to try and calm her down, but he is suddenly taken off guard when she hugs him. For a very brief moment there is an internal struggle and Soma soon finds himself out of the drivers seat again. You should sit back lying is not your thing. He says as Lance regains control of the body.

I am the one who made the mistake, I will help fix it. Lance replies ot the voice inside his head. Unfortunately for him because of this he did not notice the flashbangs. He wasn't looking either but the sound disoriented him for s moment as he watches Hanahi try her ridiculous stunt, as he looked at Peter an aura and intense menace eminates from him. This was HIS friend that this man was threatening.

Oni howls in the back of his mind kill it, eat it, it's a monster, destroy it! But the urge was also combated by Soma's strong desire never to destroy evil at such a price again. As the two conflict Lance gains a few moments of clarity and leaps onto the fire escape to follow after Hanahi, "We'll get the girl to a hospital you two masked comrades are going to make this worse!"

His motorcycle was pretty close by and it would not be hard to get the girl there, of course that was only if she cooperated and the people down below didn't do something to make the situation more complicated. Lance's options were limited...only one choice...he needed help. Hey Taurus I'm under attack from a knight and due to circumstances can't transform, can you lend a hand? Also do me a favor and don't let on you know or recognize me cause that'll confirm to this knight who I am, I think he's the type to bomb my house in my sleep.

"Hey Hanahi head to the other side of the roof my motorcycle is near there we should be able to get away using that!" He shouts up.

Lance would hear a reply echo through his head.  I don’t feel like finding another house. However, the word “knight” was sufficient for me to show up.

A portal opens between the fire escape ladder and the knight and senshi. A woman with short black hair with loose curls steps out. She has a silver septum piercing through her nose, a matching barbell over her right eye, and lip ring to the left corner of her mouth. She carries with her a lance. She studies the knight and senshi, but doesn’t recognize either from the pier. How fast were the short skirt squad multiplying? And there was two of them. Lance said there was one. Not that it mattered. The girl looked weak. She nods to the male. “You’re more corrupted than some youma, I’ve met.” She grips her weapon tighter. However, she doesn’t rush at him, waiting for the two to draw weapons and move.  She stays cautious and defensive.   

"You owe me an apology." And then there was the sound of a sword drawing. "I am the blessed of Chaos. The Dragon of the Void." Sophia could feel it rolling off of him. Unholy Rage. "Prince of Night. He who is bathed within her presence, the one who held her in his arms!" The taint was different, rolling off of him as if it belonged. "I was chosen by Sailor Chaos herself to serve as one of her soldiers. I am willingly brought into the dark." His eyes streamed malachite energy, behind them, slitted pupils became lines. And then Peter exploded into motion, his sword sheathing in the motion, before he tackled the Zodiac Demon. His voice was a near silent whisper, as he muttered to her. "_{Do not resist. I need to get clear of the others before I can talk to you. Eyes closed.}" Two more flashbangs, and two smoke grenades exploded behind him as he charged through the wall, hitting it shoulder first, keeping Taurus relatively unscathed, despite disorienting the others. He kept going, stopping once he had gotten somewhere in the range of a hundred meters. He then exploded into a jump, kicking off a few walls, and landed on a roof top, putting the Minotaurus down. He rolled forwards, turned, shield lifting, and keeping it between her and he. "You and I need to talk. Drop your weapons and so will I."

Sophia looks heartbroken as Hanahi spits in her face. Why? Why did things always end up going so poorly. She lacks Hanahi’s speed and agility and is left watching the other girl jump up the fire escape. She covers her mouth and gasps a little, seeing the two green haired girls hit a wall.

She stares as Lance says that they’ll get the girl to hospital. Make things worse… yeah, Sophia had to admit that she was good at that. She couldn’t even manage to save that poor girl. The portal interrupts the moment of self-pity as a woman with a lance emerges through it. She did not have it in her for another battle. Couldn’t even summon a shield. She reaches forward for Peter, but he charges toward the woman. She coughs as smoke fills the scene. As it dissipates, she realizes that she is alone in the alleyway.

Adrenaline begins to wear off. She starts to sit in the middle of the alleyway and detransforms unable to really keep it up. She texts Lance.

To: Lance Evans
From: Sophia Torres

Who was that? I don’t know where the woman and the Moon Knight went. If you can, take the girl to Shinjuku. Mention my name to Dr. Ami Mizuno. Tell her that the girl is similar to Kenji Ishiro. She’ll understand. I need to find them.

She takes a few breaths and attempts to will her body up.  She really just wants to sleep though.  She moves out of the alleyway and leans on a building, listening and watching for any sign of Peter and the woman.

Before Hanahi could figure out what had just happened she stopped in her tracks, all that she needed to know was that somehow, at least one of those maniacs was above her. She was high enough now that she could see over the fence that had blocked her way before. On the other side of it there wasn't much, just a dumpster with a closed lid. She bit her lip, if she overshot she could seriously hurt herself, if she undershot she could seriously hurt herself, if she landed just right she could hurt herself. How ever if she didn't get out of their soon, who knew what could happen to Hanakou. "Damnit." She swore to herself, knowing what she was going to do.

Taking a few steps back before charging forward at the edge of the fire escape, and taking flight. Hanahi was holding Hanakou tight, keeping her sister's head tucked into the nape of her own neck. It felt like she was floating as the two moved through the air, then the crash came.

Hanahi was on the ground now beside the dumpster, she wasnt sure how she got onto the ground, though the back of her head felt like it had been split open. Hanakou was still on top of her, her sister's breathing was still laboured. Slowly Hanahi staggered to her feet and limped out of the other side of the alley, looking for the motorcycle that she thought she had heard Lance mention.

As Lance watches the girl make the make or break jump he can't help but be both worried and impressed. He swings over to the top of the fence and makes the leap with a fairly impressive display of athleticism. As Hanahi gets to her feet and begins to limp he finally catches up and places a hand on his shoulder. "Hey Hanahi, you're going to hurt both of you if you keep this up. I can carry her if you'd like." He suggests.

Either way he takes them to his motorcycle and heads off towards Shinjuku, towards his territory and the hospital. He returns Sophia's text saying that he'll get them there and asking her if she wants to meet him there, or if she wants to go talk to the two senshi back at the school.

Sophia looks down at her phone. Lance. She smiles as he says he will take the girl to the hospital. She ponders the text for awhile. Before contacting him back. She could get Nazo or Artemis to tell her who the Neptune senshi and where she lived. Then they could have a conversation in private in a less stressful environment. That was preferable, probably. Hopefully, Kaguya was explaining things to her now.

To: Lance Evans
From: Sophia Torres

Thank you for getting her to go to the hospital. I’d like to make sure the girl is ok. I could use a ride if you are giving them out. I’m drained. Ground looks comfortable. I know a little about first aid. But I can find a bus.

She looked toward the street to the closest bus stop before walking to it. She felt like a zombie.