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[July 3] [Sailor Moon] Untitled
Title: Untitled
Theme: July 3 - To hear you breathe
Fandom: Sailor Moon
Pairing: Setsuna/Minako
Rating: PG
Word Count: 320
Disclaimer: All characters copyright Bandai and Naoko Takeuchi.
The blast echoes in their ears for minutes afterwards, and the battlefield is still, dust settling and a terrible silence sweeping over everyone.
Venus was on her feet, stumbling as she tried to regain her bearings. One of her shoes was missing, her fuku scorched and torn, but she was alive and not injured seriously.
The other girls were climbing out of the debris, shaken and covered in a myriad of scratches, cuts and burns. Chibimoon nursed a broken arm, Luna had several serious looking burns and Mercury’s leg appeared to be partially crushed but Sailor Moon and Saturn seemed to be taking care of that.
Pluto was missing.
Venus looked around at the dust and rubble that surrounded them. Her own ribs were aching, perhaps close to broken. She couldn’t remember exactly what had happened - Sailor Moon and Chibimoon were using their crystals and everything went horribly wrong.
It didn’t take her long to find Pluto, but far, far too long when she finally cleared the wreckage off the older senshi.
Her eyes were closed.
She was waxy-pale and impossibly still; like a doll that had been dropped. A stream of blood ran along her hair line, from an angry looking wound on her right temple.
It was the Time Staff that made Venus cry out; the end of the silver rod was imbedded in Pluto’s left calf.
“Venus?” Uranus and Artemis were running towards her, as she stared blankly at Pluto’s body, at the blood, cradling one raw, burnt hand in both of hers.
She was a soldier and yet, she had never seen, never faced this sort of carnage; never seen her friends, her sisters in arms, cut down in such a way.
The others are yelling, trying to stop the bleeding and wake her up, but Venus can do nothing but what the rise and fall of her chest, waiting for it to stop.
Theme: July 3 - To hear you breathe
Fandom: Sailor Moon
Pairing: Setsuna/Minako
Rating: PG
Word Count: 320
Disclaimer: All characters copyright Bandai and Naoko Takeuchi.
The blast echoes in their ears for minutes afterwards, and the battlefield is still, dust settling and a terrible silence sweeping over everyone.
Venus was on her feet, stumbling as she tried to regain her bearings. One of her shoes was missing, her fuku scorched and torn, but she was alive and not injured seriously.
The other girls were climbing out of the debris, shaken and covered in a myriad of scratches, cuts and burns. Chibimoon nursed a broken arm, Luna had several serious looking burns and Mercury’s leg appeared to be partially crushed but Sailor Moon and Saturn seemed to be taking care of that.
Pluto was missing.
Venus looked around at the dust and rubble that surrounded them. Her own ribs were aching, perhaps close to broken. She couldn’t remember exactly what had happened - Sailor Moon and Chibimoon were using their crystals and everything went horribly wrong.
It didn’t take her long to find Pluto, but far, far too long when she finally cleared the wreckage off the older senshi.
Her eyes were closed.
She was waxy-pale and impossibly still; like a doll that had been dropped. A stream of blood ran along her hair line, from an angry looking wound on her right temple.
It was the Time Staff that made Venus cry out; the end of the silver rod was imbedded in Pluto’s left calf.
“Venus?” Uranus and Artemis were running towards her, as she stared blankly at Pluto’s body, at the blood, cradling one raw, burnt hand in both of hers.
She was a soldier and yet, she had never seen, never faced this sort of carnage; never seen her friends, her sisters in arms, cut down in such a way.
The others are yelling, trying to stop the bleeding and wake her up, but Venus can do nothing but what the rise and fall of her chest, waiting for it to stop.