Bar Jocks: Story 4, Part Two

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Note: I’m going to post this chapter here, then taking it off when I revise it and move it to the writing blog. I’m also going to be putting the other stories over there later on. Not to worry, I’m leaving those here. Maybe.

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Tales of the World: Night and Day

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So the legend goes that the War that lead to the end of the world and yet the beginning of the other was between the Church of the Night, Mor’Chai’u’Mua and the Church of the Day, Sh’Tol’u’Mua. The stories amounting to the war are shrouded in mystery and in terror, all of their properties lost in the thousand years that passed. But since then, the Incarnations of Day and Night are still around. Continue reading

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Previously…

“Doctor…?” Usagi trailed off at seeing his expression. “What’s going on?”

“I will tell you what is going on, my dear,” the man said, stepping off of the throne and leaping off the step to the floor. “I have looked far and wide for a weapon of such caliber to get rid of the Doctor. I even looked in other universes, like this one.”

“Other universes?” Donna asked.

“Imagine that such a weapon, such a tool, was found in the hands of a fifteen year old girl.” He pointed to Usagi’s brooch. “The Maboroshi no Ginzuishō!” he yelled. “With such a gem, I will be able to conquer all of universes!”

“No!” The Doctor cried out. “You can’t do this! It will cause a chain reaction that will-”

“Oh spare me the useless rhetoric,” the man said, lowering his arm and going up to Usagi, who tried to struggle out of her captive’s hands. “No one can save you this time, Doctor. You or your companion scouts.” And with those words, he snatched the brooch from Usagi’s chest.

She screamed, but it was no use. “Give that back!” She would have said more, but the man backslapped her to silence.

“Get rid of them all,” the man said as he walked back to his seat, “and prepare for the next phase in the plan.”

“Yes sir,” Number Two said.

“Wait,” the man said, pausing in front of Number Three. “You have been very useful to me in my quest. I suppose I should reward you for your hard work.”

Number Three blinked worriedly. “A reward?”

The man turned to him and punched him in the stomach. Instead of doubling over, the man shattered into shards of colored glass.

“A reward for all of the failures I had to put up with these so-called sailor scouts,” the man said as the shards fell to the floor. “Let it be known!” he yelled to the rest of the room. “I am your master!”

The Doctor looked poleaxed. “No…” he said in a shocked whisper.

“I will punish those who have failed me! Those who blundered my orders!”

“It can’t be…” the Doctor continued.

“Ah but it is, Doctor!” The man whirled around to face him and the two companions. “I am back! Back from the dead! Back to conquer!” And he laughed wildly, an insane cackle that echoed around the room.

Getting it out of my system

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This could be a continuation of sorts with this short but one can never know.
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The man snapped his fingers, and the mirror shattered, showing a curvacious lady dressed in bright purple. She wore a bright red mask. “Agent M’Sal,” the man said, “deal with these two.”

“What the hell is going on, Doctor?” Donna said.

“I don’t know,” he said, eyeing the masked lady. She held two long, serrated blades. “This reminds me of something…”

“Stop right there!”

“What?” The Doctor turned to find a group of girls dressed in sailor outfits and miniskirts of various colors that were standing on the steps a few yards away. Four had flowing bows on the front and the back of their outfits, the rear bows flowing to the knees. The one in the middle was the most dressed: a white and pink suit with a triple-layered skirt; a pair of wings were on her back, a heart-shaped brooch was on her chest, and a golden crescent moon was on her forehead. A purple-black cat with the same crescent moon stood under her.

“You wish to destroy a woman’s charms!” the girl said. “We cannot forgive you for that!”

“What?” The Doctor looked at Donna, who looked back.

The girl gestured. “For Love and Justice, the pretty sailor suited soldier Sailor Moon! In the name of the moon…”

“And the Sailor Team!” the rest of the girls chorused.

“We will punish you!”

The man snarled. “M’Sal! Get rid of everyone!”