Disclaimer: All of the original scouts in this fic, and anyone else I might use in this series from Naoko Takeuchi's Sailormoon, they belong to the respective people. Any other characters are originals of mine and Kathy 'Sailor Dragonfox's' making.
I believe this will be the only part that isn't in script format.
Unless I decide to keep this for this character.
Nova is no relation to Moro, Tsuka, or Bara.
Enjoy yet another Sailormoon fanfic.
This fic by Ritsuko
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Icy wind bit into the lone girl's flesh, roaming over her body with a deathly chill, whipping her vibrant red hair in every direction. Yet, she made no move, even though she was clad only in a blood red and pitch black sailor fuku. She was only focused on the East, searching, sensing something beyond her imagination.
"They. . . they awaken." She smirked, reavealing very evident fangs. Just as quickly, her grin faded into anger. "If they have awakened, it looks like it's time for me to get to work. They'll come around too, soon enough." Clenching a fist angrily, she made like she was throwing something up into the air. Oddly enough, a beam of black lightning streamed from her hand, and into the sky, crackling ominously.
It took only a few seconds before a huge shaggy white wolf bounded up to her, almost hidden in the snow flurries. The only identifiable mark on the wolf was a birthmark like a black star on its forehead, pointed downwards toward its nose.
"Nova." She smiled wanly. The wolf nodded back to her.
"Princess Jenna. Have you found what you are looking for?"
"Yes. I think that it is begun." She whispered, climbing aboard his back "But I need one thing. Of mothers. We must go to her old palace."
The wolf tensed getting ready to bound away. "It might be dangerous Princess. Your mother's minions might not trust you anymore."
"Then we'll have to make them." She smiled, clenching the first that her lighting had appeared from.
The wolf chuckled under his breath, and started to run. "Queen Beryl is proud of you. I'm sure of it."
Jenna smirkd, fangs protruding. "After we are finished in the Negaverse, we must go to Japan. There's a certain warrior who fights for love and justice I need to speak to."
Ooh. . . foreboding. . .