The Spawn of Satan or Thank God for Little Brothers
Chapter 6: The Duel
*  * are for emphasis
Thoughts are in these thingies ~   ~
AN are 'Author's Notes'
Standard Disclaimers Apply (I mean, c'mon!  If I owned Sailor Moon, I'd sue DiC and 
Mixx - Tokyo Pop - whatever the hell it calls itself! - for the hack job they both did on it.  
It's the least they deserve.  And to all you whiners who defend the english dub as the only 
version you have, I'm just trying to tell you that if you think Sailor Moon is great now, it's 
even better in its original, unspliced form.  It DID NOT deserve what was done to it.)
Notes at bottom - READ 'EM!!!
Enjoy my latest twisted installment!  Why twisted? <cackle> <snort> <snicker> You'll 
see! 

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	 Usagi felt like she had just fallen asleep when the beeping of her communicator 
jerked her awake.  Glancing at the clock, she saw it was actually after eleven.  Grabbing 
the communicator and flipping it open, she sent a small prayer to Kami-sama that it 
wasn't another youma.
	"Usagi-chan?"  Ami's tinny voice sounded from the small speaker.
	"Hai.  What's the matter?  Is it a youma?" she asked in a dejected tone.
	"No, well, yes, but it's last night's youma," Ami rushed to explain when Usagi 
moaned.  "Luna and Artemis found out why its energy signature was so strange.  You 
were right.  It wasn't after energy, it was after us."
	"Nani?!"  Usagi screeched, now wide awake.
	"The youma was made to locate the civilian identities of the Senshi," Ami said 
worriedly.  "It saw you transform and it had plenty of time to scan the rest of us."
	"But we haven't been attacked?"  Usagi let the question hang.
	"That's what worries me.  The only thing I can think of is that we don't have what 
the Dark Kingdom wants.  At least, not any longer," Ami concluded.  "Now that they 
know who we are, they can take their time coming after us."
	"Something they want?"  Usagi latched onto the first part of Ami's sentence.  
"You mean, the nijizuishou?"
	"Hai," Ami said gravely.
	"Then that would mean - "
	"The youma was scanning for Tuxedo Kamen as well."  Ami didn't sound a bit 
concerned.  "When you look at it that way, it was probably a good thing that he wasn't 
there."
	"Demo, Ami-chan!  He was!" Usagi blurted out, terror digging razor sharp claws 
into her heart.  "They'll be after him!  Call the other Senshi!  We have to go help him!"  
She leaped out of bed, so frantic she didn't notice the twinging pain of her wound.
	"Usagi, slow down," Ami tried to calm her and make sense of what she was 
saying.  "I thought you said you didn't see him."
	"I didn't!  I mean, I did, but he wasn't Tuxedo Kamen!"  Usagi nearly screamed in 
frustration.
	"What - ?"
	"Mamoru is Tuxedo Kamen!" Usagi yelled into the communicator.  "They'll be 
after him," she repeated.  "We have to warn him!"
	"Oh.  Oh!  Kami-sama," Ami said softly.  Bless her genius mind, she didn't waste 
precious seconds with unnecessary questions.  "Yes, you're right, Usagi-chan.  I'll contact 
the others.  We'll meet you halfway."  Ami's face blinked out.
	Usagi stood perfectly still for a moment, attempting to regain her composure.  
~Mamo-chan~  Throwing on her clothes, she climbed out her window and was running 
down the street in a flash.
	Worried eyes peered after her from another window, and a quiet voice whispered 
through the still night air.  "Gambaru, Onee-chan."

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	Tuxedo Kamen had no plan past luring Zoisite away from populated areas.  So it 
was not surprising that they ended up at Tokyo Tower.  The broadcasting station was 
practically deserted in the middle of the night.  Being in the business district as it was, 
most everyone had gone home for the day, so there was little danger to the populace.  
Indeed, even the habitual workaholics had called it quits hours ago.  There was no one to 
witness the shadows jumping and dodging their way up Tokyo Tower's soaring spire, or 
cringe at the blasts the two combatants hurled at one another.
	"Give up the nijizuishou and I promise your death will be quick!" shouted Zoisite.
	Tuxedo Kamen answered with a barrage of roses, most of which missed as their 
target flew out of the way.  Only one hit its mark.
	"Aahhh!  My face!" Zoisite screamed, cradling the gash on his cheek.  Blood 
dripped through his fingers to splash on the concrete at his feet.
	"You'll never get the nijizuishou, now or ever!  And I won't allow you to lay even 
your little finger on Sailor Moon!"  Tuxedo Kamen felt a buoyant satisfaction as he 
spoke.  Now he could make up for his indecision of the night before.  Here he could put 
right his mistake that might have cost Usagi her life.  He smiled grimly.  ~Usako~
	Zoisite glared at him, eyes dark with hate.  "I don't care what my orders are.  You 
will die for what you have done."  So saying, he launched a blizzard of flower petals, 
which Tuxedo Kamen dodged with ease.  But, distracted by the attack, he didn't notice 
Zoisite teleport out, only to reappear behind him.  He heard Zoisite's malicious whisper in 
his ear, "Now you die," and started to turn, only to be brought up short by the pain tearing 
into his shoulder and shooting through his back.  He dropped to his knees, hat flying as he 
grasped at the wound.
	Zoisite smirked evilly.  He knew he had won.  "I'd have liked you to be around 
when I take care of your little Sailor girlfriends, but I'm afraid that won't be possible.  We 
need the nijizuishou now.  Farewell, Tuxedo Kamen."  Zoisite raised his hand for the 
killing blow.
	"Matte!"
	Five sailor-suited silhouettes (AN: I dare you to say *that* out loud five times 
fast) leapt out of the surrounding darkness, forming a protective ring about the fallen 
figure of Tuxedo Kamen.
	"You!?" Zoisite gasped angrily.
	Sailor Moon, situated immediately in front of Tuxedo Kamen, stepped forward 
and faced Zoisite.  "You have attacked one who is only searching for the truth of his past.  
I will not forgive you for hurting an innocent!  Atashi ai to seigi no Sailor fuku bishoujo 
senshi!  Sailor Moon yo!  Tsuki ni kawatte oshiokiyo!"
	"In addition," Sailor Jupiter yelled, flanking Sailor Moon's right, "the Sailor 
Senshi will not forgive you!"
	"Kuso!" Zoisite cursed.  "Bakayaro!  Don't interfere!"
	"Usako . . ." Tuxedo Kamen murmured, wide eyed.  (AN: After all, he's the one 
who's s'posed ta save *her* ^_~)
	She turned her head and smiled shyly at him.  "I knew I heard you call me that 
before."
	"Nani!?" Mars yelped.  "Usako!?  Since when did you become Usako!?  Mamoru-
san, er, Tuxedo Kamen, ah, whatever! has already got some explaining to do about last 
night, as well as not letting us in on his little secret, and now he's calling you Usako!?  
Correct me if I'm wrong but I thought you two hated each other!"
	"Mars, later, okay?" Venus interceded, gaining Mars' attention, while the others 
snickered at an extremely red-faced Tuxedo Kamen.  "We sort of have a little situation to 
deal with at the moment."
	Zoisite, meanwhile, was looking quite ticked off at being ignored.  He crossed his 
arms in front of his chest and tapped his foot impatiently.  Tossing his hair, he said in a 
loud, haughty voice, "Hmph!  Baka.  I'll just have to kill you all."
	"Why don't you take care of Tuxedo Kamen, Sailor Moon?" suggested Mercury.  
Luna, riding on her shoulder, nodded in agreement.
	"Yeah, we can handle this creep by ourselves," Jupiter seconded, cracking her 
knuckles in preparation.
	"Artemis," Venus looked at him as he leapt off her shoulder, "you and Luna find 
somewhere safe.  Ready, minna?" she asked.
	"Ikuzo!" Mars yelled.  She leapt into the fight calling out "FIRE SOUL!"  The 
other Senshi quickly followed her lead, drawing Zoisite away from their leader.
	"Daijoubu?"  Sailor Moon turned her attention to her injured love.
	"Hai.  Nandemonai," he responded, getting to his feet.
	"Yokatta," she said fervently, clasping her hands together over her heart. (AN: 
Interesting fact - I hit a block the size of the moon at this point, so that's why this part's 
taken so long to get out.  What I originally wrote is "They stared at each for a few 
moments, their fanfic writer not knowing what to have them say or do."  Pathetic, ne?)
	Tuxedo Kamen seemed to be struggling with something.  He looked deeply into 
her eyes, searchingly, and tried to find the right words for what he wanted to say.  "Sailor 
Moon - " he began, then halted, unsure.
	"Hai?" she prompted gently.
	"Arigato.  For being there for me."
	She smiled.  "You've always been there for me.  Now I get to pay you back for 
that, if only a little."
	"Even after last night?" he asked darkly.
	"It wasn't your fault."
	He believed her.  This time, something in her voice, the way she spoke the words 
with an air of absolute conviction that denied any doubt, he heard her and he *believed*.  
He grinned, a quick flash of white in the otherwise impenetrable black of night, and felt 
the leaden weight that had descended upon his shoulders 24 hours ago dissipate.  Tuxedo 
Kamen took Sailor Moon's hand and said, "Shall we?"  He gestured in the direction of the 
fight.
	Smiling brilliantly, she chirped, "Hai!"
	Ignoring their mutual injuries (which weren't really life-threatening, just painful), 
they ran to join the battle, which had moved on without them.  The Senshi and Zoisite 
were now atop the highest open air platform on Tokyo Tower.  They could climb no 
higher.  It appeared, when they reached the others, that the Senshi had Zoisite trapped.  
All were bleeding from minor slashes and abrasions, but Zoisite was clearly outnumbered 
and he knew it.
	The two received questioning looks from the rest of the Senshi, and Sailor Moon 
smiled at them, giving the thumbs-up sign to indicate that all was well.  The others smiled 
back and nodded in acknowledgement and relief.
	Zoisite scowled as he saw the odds in his favor decreasing even further with the 
appearance of Sailor Moon and Tuxedo Kamen.  He started to think about the merits of a 
quick retreat, but knew Queen Beryl would be most displeased if he returned without the 
nijizuishou.  An idea began to take shape in his mind, and his thin lips formed a sly smile, 
eyes narrowing to slits as he saw how he could complete his mission and possibly take 
the heart out of the Sailor Senshi as well.
	The Senshi, surrounding Zoisite until he was pushed to the edge of the platform 
with nothing but empty air at his back, started forward, but Zoisite shouted, "Stop!"  
Startled, but alert for possible tricks, the Senshi paused.  Zoisite continued, "You want the 
nijizuishou as much as we do.  I have a proposal that will help us decide once and for all 
who gets them."
	"What might that be, Zoisite?" called Mars, making the general's name sound like 
a curse.
	"A duel," he replied, oblivious to or ignoring Mars' animosity.  "One on one, 
winner take all."
	The Senshi exchanged glances, suspicious of a Zoisite who suddenly wanted to 
play fair.
	"What's the catch?" shouted Jupiter.
	"No catch."  Zoisite held his hands out before him in an 'I'm totally innocent' 
position.  "Except," he added with a touch of malice, "I get to pick who I fight."
	"Who?" challenged Venus.
	"Him," Zoisite responded smugly, pointing at a not-totally-unsurprised Tuxedo 
Kamen.
	"We need to talk this over," Mercury said.
	"By all means," Zoisite conceded graciously.  Then he smirked.  "You have five 
minutes."
	The Senshi gathered around Sailor Moon and Tuxedo Kamen. Straight out, Sailor 
Moon said, "Don't do it."
	"For once, I agree with her," Mars seconded, not noticing Sailor Moon's frowning 
look.  "Zoisite is up to something."
	"He would not have proposed this duel without some sort of ulterior motive," 
Mercury supported them both.
	"He's got to know he's outnumbered," disagreed Jupiter.  "He's probably just 
looking for a chance to escape."
	"Maybe," Venus argued, "but maybe he's looking for a chance to steal the 
nijizuishou instead.  When has Zoisite ever played fair?"
	"Whatever, minna," Sailor Moon broke in.  "It doesn't matter.  Tuxedo Kamen is 
hurt, so it wouldn't be a fair fight either way."
	"That's probably why he was picked instead of one of us," Mercury said logically.
	"Nevertheless," Tuxedo Kamen spoke up for the first time, "this seems to be the 
only way to gain the nijizuishou."
	"Demo - !"
	"This is my decision, Usako.  You know why I need to do this," he said quietly.
	"You shouldn't do it, Mamoru-san."  Mars' voice was deadly serious.  "I'm getting 
a real negative feeling.  Something is going to happen," she said ominously.
	He nodded in acknowledgment of the warning, but his mind was made up.  He 
squeezed Sailor Moon's hand in reassurance then let go and stepped away from the group 
of girls to face Zoisite.
	"Well?" Zoisite questioned smugly.  He knew.
	"Agreed."
	Zoisite smirked again and called out.  "Kunzite-sama!"  A black portal opened, 
and the fourth Dark Kingdom general stepped from it, then it vanished once more into an 
inky swirl of darkness.  Kunzite was holding a velvet pillow between his hands upon 
which rested five of seven nijizuishou.  There were two empty depressions on the pillow.
	There was a quick, furiously whispered consultation between the two generals, 
then Kunzite seemed to give in to whatever Zoisite had said.  He turned and said, "Here 
are our nijizuishou."
	"Let's see yours," Zoisite added.
	Wordlessly, Tuxedo Kamen reached into his jacket and withdrew his two crystals 
from an inner pocket.  He held one up in each hand for the generals to see, then handed 
both to Sailor Moon.  "I think I'll let the Senshi hold these until we've finished," he said, 
noting with satisfaction how Zoisite's mouth tightened in anger.
	"How do I know you'll keep your word?" he yelled.
	"How do I know you'll keep yours?" Tuxedo Kamen yelled back.
	"Fine," Zoisite grudgingly conceded.  "Let's get on with it."  He moved forward.
	Tuxedo Kamen started to do the same when he felt a small hand on his arm.  He 
glanced down and saw Sailor Moon's worried face peering up at him.
	"Kiotsukete," she whispered.
	He covered her hand with his for a moment.  "Yakusoku."  Then he turned and 
faced Zoisite.  The other Senshi drew Sailor Moon back with them, giving the two 
combatants room.
	"Ready?" Zoisite asked.
	"Whenever you are."  Tuxedo Kamen held his cane slantwise across his body.
	"If you give up the nijizuishou now, I'll spare your life and the lives of your 
precious Senshi," Zoisite offered calculatingly.
	"Who said I'm going to lose?"
	"You know you are.  There's no way you can beat me with that shoulder," he 
sneered.  "How is the shoulder, by the way?  It looks painful."  He laughed mockingly.
	During this ritual trading of insults, Tuxedo Kamen and Zoisite circled around one 
another warily, each looking for an opening to begin the attack. None noticed how 
Zoisite's fingers twitched and wiggled, or the way he kept careful watch on Sailor Moon 
out of the corner of his eye.
	The Senshi were standing near to each other, but little spaces separated them.  
Sailor Moon was in the middle, clutching the nijizuishou for dear life; Mercury had a 
hand on her right shoulder in a gesture of support; Jupiter was deceptively relaxed off to 
Mercury's right; Mars was to Sailor Moon's left, alert for the trap she was positive Zoisite 
was going to spring; and Venus stood to Mars' left, watching Kunzite closely lest he 
decide to interfere.  
	Facing the impending battle as they were, none thought to look behind, and so 
they did not see the ice crystal slide silently from the floor of the platform in time with 
Zoisite's finger movements; they did not budge as it rose and hovered in place a moment, 
revealing itself to be long as a grown man's arm and nearly as thick; nor did any glance 
'round as Zoisite completed his manipulation of the ice spear with a curious twist of his 
fingers, launching it straight at the unprotected back of Sailor Moon.
	Only one person caught the sudden swift movement out of the corner of his eye.  
Only one person was filled with a sickening dread as he watched the ice spear go flying 
towards his unsuspecting love.  Only one person moved quickly enough to stop it.
	The Senshi uttered a collective gasp of surprise when Tuxedo Kamen sprinted 
towards them and jumped, flipping his whole body above and over Sailor Moon.  He 
landed, she whirled, and the tableau froze like that in complete shock, the only sound 
being Sailor Moon's choked scream of horror and grief.
	Not having enough time to safely shove her out of the way, Tuxedo Kamen had 
shielded Sailor Moon from the unexpected attack with his own body, as evidenced by the 
length of ice spear protruding from his chest.
	"IYAAAAAAA!!!"
	Sailor Moon's scream shattered the silence and everyone's abrupt paralysis.  
Tuxedo Kamen toppled backwards to be caught and cradled in Sailor Moon's arms.  The 
other Senshi, excluding Mercury, who knelt down beside her leader to scan Tuxedo 
Kamen, took up position around them, certain the Dark Kingdom generals were about to 
attack, though they seemed as stunned as everyone else.
	"Tuxedo Kamen!  Tuxedo Kamen!"  Sailor Moon shook him frantically, crying 
when he did not respond.  "Mamo-chaaaaan!" she wailed in a heartbroken voice.
	"It's not good, minna," Mercury informed them somberly.
	"Can't we do *anything*?" Mars demanded.
	"I don't know.  Getting him to a hospital quickly is all I can think of," Mercury 
said softly.
	"Mamo-chan, wake up, onegai!" Sailor Moon begged.  "I love you!  And you love 
me, you told me so, so please, you have to wake up!" she babbled.  "For me!  Onegai, 
Kami-sama, make him wake up!" she cried desperately.
	"Usako . . ."
	"Mamo-chan!"
	"Daijoubu . . . ?" he whispered.
	"Hai!  Hai, you saved me."  She nestled her cheek to his hand.
	"Yokatta.  Usako . . ."
	"Hush.  You'll be fine.  Just - just don't talk.  Save your strength," her voice broke.
	"I . . . I need . . . to tell you . . .  Aishiteru," he managed, closing his eyes as if even 
that minor effort exhausted his last reserves of strength.
	"I know, Mamo-chan.  I know."  With tears streaking her cheeks, she lowered her 
face to his and they kissed gently, passionately.
	Light flared from the two, forcing those closest to retreat a couple of steps, so 
bright was it.  The nijizuishou on Kunzite's pillow and in Sailor Moon's hand gleamed in 
response, flashing up and away, coming to a hovering stop in the air above the pair on the 
ground.  They glittered, reflecting the light coccooning Sailor Moon and Tuxedo Kamen 
as well as giving off their own separate rainbow colors.  As the onlookers watched, the 
seven nijizuishou merged, forming a single, multifaceted crystal.
	"The Ginzuishou . . ." Luna breathed.  She and Artemis had run up when Tuxedo 
Kamen had first been hurt.
	The Moon Stick appeared and the ginzuishou took its place in the curve of the 
crescent moon.  It lowered to a point in front of Sailor Moon's face and above Tuxedo 
Kamen's chest.  The ice spear melted away, leaving the terrible wound, which was 
quickly healed by the ginzuishou's brilliant light.  Tuxedo Kamen opened his eyes and 
beheld the ginzuishou, object of his endless, desperate search, for the first time.  Slowly, 
his hand stole up to touch it, to make sure it was real and not another dream sent to 
torment him further.  He didn't notice that Sailor Moon, too, made a move to touch it.  
Together, their hands grasped the Moon Stick, and the gentle light turned blinding, 
enveloping the two so completely that they were hidden from view.  The Senshi and the 
generals were forced to cover their eyes or risk losing their sight.  
	Moments later, the light had reduced itself to a safe level, and everyone gaped at 
the astonishing sight that met their eyes.

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End Chapter 6
I'm sure you can guess the 'astonishing sight' but I've written enough.  Been up since 8:30 
and it's now 11:20.  That's 8:30p.m. to 11:20a.m. folks, not the other way around, and 
since I fell asleep at 4p.m. or so, I only got 4 1/2 hours sleep.  Running on nothing but the 
caffeine I injected directly into my bloodstream at 4 in the morning and - Hey!  What the - 
?  You!  How did you get loose?!  What are you - ?  NO! DON'T TOUCH THAT!!  
AAAHHHH!!! STOP!!  W-Why are you looking at me like that?  D-Don't come any 
closer!  LET GO!!  HELP!!! SOMEONE!!! HELP MEEEEEeeeee . . . .
Greetings, friends.  I am Saturnus, MaiyaV's evil twin.  I don't get out much, so I don't 
expect any of you to know me.  MaiyaV keeps me on a tight leash most of the time, 
except when she suffers from sleep deprivation I can sometimes break out.  Like now.  
And it's all because of you.  I really must thank you.  Because you all wanted this next 
chapter so badly, she labored all night on it.  If she wasn't my good twin, I might even 
admire her for the colossal effort she put into this.  Since she is, I can only pity the poor 
sap.  But I will say you should all email her after she regains control of her body (she 
always does, sooner or later) and tell her so yourselves.  Otherwise I might never have 
another chance to get loose - at least not for a long, long time.
So, in the spirit of my future freedom, I will give the notes for this chapter.  I'm really 
much better at it than MaiyaV, anyway.  She does tend to ramble on so . . .
It's pathetic, considering her choice of title, but Shingo gets only a small part in this 
chapter.  I guess there just wasn't a way to fit him in.  I'm sure she'll do better next time, 
especially after she reads these notes.
As for Tokyo Tower, that was originally from the manga.  In the anime, it was Starlight 
Tower, but if I agree with MaiyaV about anything, it's that the manga is better, at least for 
those of us who prefer the more mature Usagi-tachi to the ditzy anime renditions.  I don't 
know if what MaiyaV said about the tower is true, and as I search our mutual brain, I see 
that all she knows for sure about it is that it does broadcast TV signals and that it's in 
Tokyo.  Aside from her thought that it bears a suspiciously striking resemblance to the 
Eiffel Tower, she doesn't have any useful information to offer.
She didn't want Mamo-chan injured any longer than possible.  That's why the ginzuishou 
healed him.  MaiyaV believes that's why it appeared originally - that Usagi's powerful 
wish to save her love brought forth the ginzuishou, because she wasn't strong enough to 
do it on her own.  And she never liked the fact that he was kidnapped and brainwashed, 
even in the manga.  It was too depressing, even for *her*, the Queen on Gloom, as I call 
her.  What else do you call someone who thinks grey, drizzly days are 'nice' and wears 
black to weddings?  This girl revels in thunderstorms, for Chr%$*#@ist's sake!!  *I'm* 
supposed to be the evil twin here!  Anyway . . . 
And I'm sure you'll all note the similarities between this chapter and episode 34, I believe 
it is, of the anime.  It may be 35, but I don't think so, and I'm positive it's not 33, except 
for Mamo-chan's shoulder injury, of course.
Well, dear people, it was nice while it lasted.  Send all emails to: maiyav@yahoo.com
I wouldn't recommend trying to send any to me.  MaiyaV would probably bomb your 
address in a fit of jealous rage.  Oh, wait, that's what *I'd* do ^_~.  So you could probably 
write me at MaiyaV's address, but I doubt I'll be able to answer.  Not even *she* can get 
to her mail as frequently as she wants to (da&#%$%@mn computers).
'And even the sun
In dawn chorus sings,
A celestial melody to the Earth below'
		~tjaden 
Ja ne
Saturnus

Japanese Word Key:
Gambaru - roughly 'Good luck'; also 'Gambatte [ne]'
Bakayaro - A harsher curse than 'Kuso'; could translate as 'Bastard'/'Bitch'
Ikuzo - 'Let's go' or 'Here we go' or 'Here I go'; also 'Ikuyo'
Nandemonai - 'Nothing' as in 'It's nothing'
Yokatta - 'I'm [so] glad' or 'Thank goodness/God'
Kiotsukete - 'Be careful'
Yakusoku - 'Promise'
Aishiteru - 'I love you'
Atashi ai to seigi no Sailor fuku bishoujo senshi - 'I am the Sailor-suited soldier of love 
and justice'
Sailor Moon yo - Sailor Moon
Tsuki ni kawatte oshiokiyo - 'In the name of the Moon, I will punish you'