How did it end up this way?
"I'm not just some trophy!" she shouted at the top of her lungs, hoping he would hear her.
She turned to what she assumed was a locked door, and started to kick it. "Do you hear me!" She punctuated each work with a kick. "Let! Me! Owwwww!" She hopped back on one foot from the door, holding her currently injured foot, trying not to cry in pain.
That's when the door opened, and he popped his head in. "Are...you alright?" His voice was one of concern, his eyes showing worry.
She huffed at him, crossing her arms. "No, I'm not. And you know why not."
He sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. "It's...it's not like I wanted to kidnap you..."
"Oh, way to put that lovely label on what happened between you and me," she scoffed, sitting down on the bed in her current room.
He sat with her, sighing softly. "First, the door was never locked. I did tell you earlier that you were free to come and go from this room...just...not from this place..."
He rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly. "I'm not a kidnapper...honest...things just...kinda got out of control...and in the heat of the battle...I just did the first thing that came to mind...and that was to take you..."
"And where exactly are we?" she pointed out, an eyebrow raised.
"If I tell you, you'll flip," he said.
"Try me..." she dared, starting to lose her patience.
He shrugged. "Tartarus."
Persephone felt like her heart had literally stopped. "H-huh?"
Alix pointed to the window, motioning her to go and see for herself.
Without a word, Persephone marched over to the window, and took a peek, her eyes widening. "W-what is this?!" Outside was nothing but fog, and what looked like a dead wasteland of black rock, and no blue skies, no birds chirping, not even stars or moons or a sun to indicate it was day or night.
She stormed back to Alix and grabbed him by the scruff of his shirt, feeling the Force flow through her, adding to her strength. "Just what is going on?!"
Alix held up his hands in surrender. "C-could you put me down...? I'll explain everything...please..." His eyes pleaded with her, in which Persephone sighed, slowly lowering him back to the ground. Alix rubbed his neck and fixed his shirt, cautiously eyeballing the woman before him. "Where in the world did you get so strong like that?"
"Well...that in and of itself is a long story..." Persephone couldn't help but feel suddenly awful for her behavior.
"Start where any story starts, at the beginning." Alix gave her a comforting smile, and patted a spot on the bed next to him, indicating her to sit next to him.
Persephone shook her head, sitting next to him. "I suppose it starts before I got the brooch, and became Sailor Dathomir..."
"Go on," Alix prompted. "You tell me yours, and I'll explain why I did what I did. And then maybe...maybe you'll forgive me...deal...?"
She pursed her lips, but chose to go on. As it stood, right now, she had all the time in the universe. "I was a witch on Dathomir, living with the Singing Mountain tribe. I was training with the Great Mother to take her place one day, and become the next Great Mother, and one day lead our tribe. I...well...there was an incident with people whom I used to train with...one of them helped to train me to use the Force, as they felt I could become a great Jedi one day...but when I started to hear voices, telling me to go back home...I couldn't just sit there and tell the voices no...I had to go back...but when I got back, I began to have dreams...some were vivid, off the wall, actually...but they all kept repeating the same thing, 'to embrace my destiny...' whatever that meant..."
"So...being a Jedi was not in the card for you, I take it...?" Alix asked.
Persephone shook her head. "No...it would seem that way...and the one who trained me...the look in her eyes...it was like betrayal to her...like I was poison..."
She shook her head. "Anyways...a couple weeks after I had returned, there were whispers traveling through the tribes...about how young women were suddenly vanishing...as a future protector of my village, I had to find out what was going on, so I took off into the jungles, trying to search for any clues. I had thought maybe the girls had gone to explore, and maybe been eaten by a few of the not-so-friendly things we have on our planet. Or that maybe some of the Nightsisters had taken the girls to recruit them for evil...and before you ask, Nightsisters are a rival tribe on my planet, where they worship the Dark Side of the Force...buncha psychos if you ask me..."
She shook her head. "But I hadn't gone too deep into the jungles, when...well...she looked like a woman, but her skin was this bluish color...and her hair was just this bright mop of pink that seemed alive...I thought this was all a ruse by the Nightsisters, but I learned later on that she was what was called a 'Youma,' or monster..."
"I betcha you were a little scared," Alix pointed out.
Persephone shook her head. "No...more angry was what it was. I stood my ground, waiting for that Youma to attack, and just before she did, I noticed how there was a flash of something on the ground. I dove for it before the Youma could, thinking it was maybe a weapon left from previous fights in the jungles. Turns out, it was this." She reached into her pocket, pulling out her brooch, letting it glint in the light.
"I didn't know what it was at first, I thought it was just a shiny bauble that one of the girls had left behind. But as the Youma dove to attack, I just said the first words that came to mind...funny how they'd end up being my transformation phrase." She chuckled softly.
Alix rested his chin in his hand, staring avidly at her. "Go on, this is getting good."
"What happened...?" Alix asked, leaning in close. "Lemme guess, you farted, and it stunk so bad, the Youma passed out. Easy win."
This earned him one smack across his face, Persephone glared at him, before continuing. "No...although it wasn't my proudest battle...that's not what happened. " She cleared her throat. "I was transformed, I remember how that Youma taunted me, saying things like, 'you're just a little girl playing dress up,' and 'when my Queen rises, senshi like me will be eradicated.' But I'm not one to give up without even trying, so, I went to rush ahead..."
Alix raised an eyebrow, "I sense there's something you're not telling me..."
Persephone blushed a bit, twiddling her fingers in her lap. "W-ell..."
"Was it something gross and disgusting...?" Alix asked, his eyes wide.
She looked away from him, as if fighting to make up her mind. "May as well rip it off like a band-aid," she whispered softly. "No...nothing like that. But...when I tried to rush forward...I didn't take into consideration just how the mud in the jungles can really suction your foot to the ground, especially when it's all around you, and comes up to your ankles...I...I fell...face first..."
There was soft sounds coming from next to her, what sounded like stifled noise. It took her a second to realize that Alix was trying to hold back his laughter. He busted up in gut busting laughter. "Wow...and lemme guess, your huge gazongas helped to bounce you back up?" he asked between his laughs.
This earned him not only another loud, sharp smack to his face, but a bump on the head as well. When Persephone was done, the poor man was unrecognizable.
"Anyways," she continued, "no...I didn't just 'suddenly bounce back up.' What kinda world do you live in? No...I managed to pull my face up from the sticky, stinky mud long enough to see her flying toward me, a look of sheer anger on her face, anger and victory...I raised my hand long enough, and shouted out the first words that came to mind, in the hopes of trying to stop her. 'Dathomir Purifying Winds.' And that's when I noticed that what I had just shouted was a way to heal and destroy monsters...but this wasn't an ordinary monster..."
"Was she something completely out there? A frog maybe?" Alix joked, still trying to find a little humor.
"Don't even joke. "Persephone chuckled softly. "I found out the hard way that yes, even frogs can become monsters in the wrong hands." She shuddered at the distant memory of one of her previous fights. "No, I found out that after I had purified the Youma, that it wasn't a true blue Youma after all...but one of the missing girls from one of the tribes...and she was falling from a pretty good height. I couldn't totally unstick myself from the mud...so...I did the next best thing...I slid..."
"You...slid...?" Alix asked in a monotone.
Persephone nodded. "Yep...it was the only thing I could think of to save that poor girl from getting any more hurt...only, I didn't think it through...and let's just leave it at that."
"Aww...no fair..." Alix pouted. "I wanted to hear what happened next. Was the girl alright? Was she still alive?"
Persephone nodded. "She was alive, but very disoriented. She couldn't tell us how she became a Youma in the first place, she could only tell us she had been following another girl from our tribe, and then nothing." Persephone sighed. "I just...I wish I could connect the dots and see if there was a pattern is all. But...you..." She turned on him, her arms crossed. "I believe we had a deal."
Alix shrugged, looking up at her. "I believe we did...but for now, I'll only tell you what you need to know. You are no prisoner here. As I sad before, you're free to come and go as you please, just not from this whole place...I can't guarantee your safety if you step foot outside of these walls, and Tartarus can be a treacherous place..."
"Then why bring me here in the first place?" Persephone asked warily.
There was a pause, before Alix spoke again, his voice soft. "Maybe...maybe I was just lonely...maybe I wanted some company..."
He stood up, stretching. "And if I was truly a kidnapper, would I have left your door unlocked his whole time? Put you up on a nice room, made sure you had at least two meals a day, and not just bread and water? Believe me, I'm no heartless jerk..." He moved for the door. "And I hope you'll be able to join me for dinner later tonight..."
"Wait!" Persephone reached out for him, stopping him from leaving. "But...who exactly are you...? You sometimes act like you're of two minds..."
Alix looked down at the ground for a moment, before back up at her, smiling sadly. "I'm afraid I can't tell you yet...the time isn't right..." And with those words, he closed the door, leaving a stunned Persephone to think about his words.
Hey guys, and that was Round 1. I had wanted to go for a comic, but the comic got messed up, and with me working now I was afraid the comic wouldn't be finished, so splash page it was! I don't usually do comedic art, but I gave this a shot, and I'm hoping it came out okay. Most of the funny faces and the girl laying above Persephone were referenced from screenshots from Sailor Moon. Please enjoy, and you'll get some more info about our mysterious new man soon enough. There's always Round 2!~
I do not own Sailor Moon. Sailor Moon belongs to Naoko Takeuchi, VizMedia, Toei Animation, and Cloverway.
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