Soft-spoken silhouette is part of the act
Mother's undertaker wouldn't dig you a hole in the wall
Glycerin Queen fighting' hard to win
What's the matter?
Queenie
Won't they let you win?
Your parasite mind isn’t the truly respectable kind
Your life-style past is gonna get you soon
We all laughed at the Glycerin Queen
(Suzy Quatro 1970s)
“It’s a stolen ancient cruiser, Incarnadine; I think these people will be most resourceful as they are part of the dark alliance Metalia had fallen out with over dibs on this galaxy.”
“I know nothing of these rogue elements of which you speak Tetis, but I am most impressed with the firepower of this vessel. Can it still function and who is this…, Diamond?”
“Why Neph, you sound a tad jealous. I told you, if we win this…”
“I know, my queen, I outrank Kunzite who has the perilous task of leading a strike force against Metalia and I am looking forward to a more, intimate relationship. What was it you were saying about kamikaze Shitennou?” he laughed.
Tokyo
Sakura Jinja
The air was heavy with the scent of flowers, humming with bees, birdsong and the gentle meanderings of young adolescent women against the murmur of traffic beyond the torii.
The girls sat on the steps of the Jinja talking amongst themselves, the topic of conversation centered around Usagi and their decision to allow Ami and Mamoru to travel to the Middle East on the urging of Sailor Pluto who’d they had not seen before the day she appeared in Juuban to seek their help a week beforehand.
Ami and Mamoru sent in their reports daily on the situation in Bagdad, both meeting this very day in the military basecamp outside the besieged city. Things were bad and getting worse, all of them grateful Tokyo wasn’t undergoing an invasion of mutants amid a major military conflict.
“I’m telling you there is a reason she can do this,” Makoto bristled.
“C’mon, you’re not suggesting that airhead is who I think you’re saying she is?” Rei groaned, her head falling in her hands. She growled.
“Get over it Rei, why not? Tell me, have you been able to do this in our last battle with Zoisite, use Planet Power?”
“That’s not the point, and you know it,” Rei’s indignant glare was ignored by the others.
“Do I?” Minako snapped.
Rei threw her broom up several feet to the landing above and screamed. The girls looked at the outraged priestess stunned by her outburst.
She retrieved the broom and rejoined the group, her shoulders slumped as she let out a heavy sigh and sat beside Minako and offered her a wry grin.
“I’m sorry for the tanti guys… Look, if she does turn out to be Serenity’s descendant I will serve her faithfully but until that time arrives it is likely you, Minako, who is the main candidate for Moon Princess,” she said, standing up and heading back towards the entrance to the Jinja.
“I hope not as I wouldn’t feel I could upstage Usagi, and it’s not about who is better than. She, Ami and now Mamoru is facing creatures that are more dangerous than Beryl’s youma, and those youma by the way, aren’t exactly a walk in the park to deal with, as you well-know. We’re struggling to keep on top of things.”
“I know, but we can stay ahead of the Dark Kingdom only if we are united and I realize that now. Oh, there’s Yuuichirou!”
Minako, keeping pace with Rei waved to Yuuichirou in the gardens as he went about his duties as curator of the shrine with Rei’s Ojii-san accompanying the young man, offering advice and spinning yarns about his youth, they saw the two women and waved back.
“May I suggest we all go inside?” Luna offered, Artemis joining the little black cat as she followed Rei and Minako up the steps to the Fire Room.
“Good idea, we could use a little reflection right about now, and who knows, Rei might find some insights in the Flame of Prophecy,” Makoto sighed and joined the others.
Iraq
Basecamp outside Bagdad
“Oh, Mamoru it is so good to see you!” Ami hugged him and remembered herself. “Usagi will be here presently but I can’t believe it, you’re actually here!”
She smiled as he pulled her into a hug once more.
“Hey, it’s cool, it’s nice to see a friendly face and after what you guys have been through, a hug is more than appropriate.”
“You’re arrived at a most fortuitous time Mamoru. Take a look at those slides.”
“Okay.”
“These are Usagi’s and my blood samples, those larger spiky cells are the mutant cells.”
“They’re ignoring the modified cells!”
“Yes, we’re immune!”
Dark Kingdom
“Where is Nephrite, Zoisite…? Report.”
“He is nowhere to be found, my Queen.”
“He will pay for this, with his life!”
“As you wish, my Queen.”
“Have you managed to find the Shadow Warriors as yet? I need them to help me find that princess and what of the Middle East situation. I grow impatient. First, I assign Nephrite to oversee our operations in Iraq and now I cannot track him, and what of Tetis. I want them found, and brought here, now!”
“As you wish, my Queen.”
Zoisite was developing a headache, it seemed Beryl was growing more anxious and with that came her endless tirades directed at him and yet, Kunzite never was berated in this way.
He bowed and vanished just as a severe quake rocked the dead planet upon which Metalia’s stronghold was located.
“What was that, somebody, find out!”
“An earthquake my Lady.”
“Duh! I know that fool, now find the cause; I need our best scientists on it, now go!”
Beryl felt tired, and was a little uneasy, something wasn’t right about all this; earthquakes never beset her realm, but was it something to do with Metalia? She had noticed the egg was less active something was going on and she had to find out what it was but she had no idea where to start.
“I need a break; I think it time I spoilt myself.” She licked her lips, “Hmmm, I can mix business with pleasure; I’ve not taken a lover for some time. Kunzite bores me, yet, in bed, no other comes anywhere close if you'll forgive the double entendre.”
She descended the black granite steps to the floor of the Throne Room and soon found herself in Metalia’s chamber.
“She still sleeps Beryl, no change.”
“Thank you Kunzite, I am traveling to Terra, I refuse to use the name Earth so you can handle things up here when I am gone, and don’t let that incompetent numbskull Zoisite slack off in his search for the Shadow Warriors. You have the talisman?”
“I do.”
“Excellent, I wouldn’t trust that idiot with it. Now when he reports in, please let me know.”
“As you wish, my Queen.”
Feeling charitable, she reached behind her back for the clasp on her dress and unclipped it, her garment falling to the cold stone floor.
Kunzite grinned, as she removed her bra and seductively peeled off her panties.
“Your reward, let’s just call it, an advanced payment, shall we make love on Metalia’s altar? She won’t mind, after all she is asleep and I will help you undress.”
“A-as you desire, my Queen.”
He soon stood naked before her. She knelt on one knee and paid his body homage, her pink tongue like that of a kitten’s working its magic, her vermillion locks flowing over his feet.
He massaged her scalp as she took him to the brink and leaned back on her haunches as he reached for her. Beryl giggled and broke free of his embrace and leapt onto the altar.
The silver haired Shitennou approached and stopped before her, kissing her breasts, pinching the nipples to a hardened point and he lapped at these plum gems with relish.
She placed one, then the other smooth leg over his shoulder and clinging to his head; she wound her legs around his shoulders and gasped as he pleasured her. Beryl was rocking and crying out as he went to work on her tender grotto. After she climaxed he set her down on her back and parted her thighs, kissing her passionately as he entered her super-heated moisten depths.
Metalia all the while oblivious to the sultry desecration of her sanctuary.
As he came, she also shuddered with another onslaught of rippling orgasmic bliss, it was then he punched her in the jaw and withdrew.
“Sorry my Queen, but game over sweetheart.”
He dressed, picked up her unconscious body and carried her to the teleporter.
Incarnadine Cruiser in geo-synchronous orbit over Tokyo.
“Oh, I see you’ve not only successfully dethroned her, but disrobed and deflowered the little monarch butterfly. She looks so peaceful and far more alluring when naked, but you know about that already I trust. seems you had a little fun before arriving Lord Kunzite. I think I might enjoy having her as my slave girl. At last the moment has arrived to extract that parasite from her head.”
“Yes, I think it will be most interesting to see how the princess of Terra reacts to the fact she is no longer in her brother’s court within the Elysian Protectorate.”
“Thank you and now, let’s make plans to take the Dark Kingdom,” Diamond said,”Rubeus will assist you with the necessary preparations.”
“Good.”
“Esmeraude, see the woman is bathed and dressed after extraction and brought to me.”
“It is my pleasure, Lord Diamond.”
She blushed the way Diamond examined her body, all she wore was an emerald shift, a lacy semi-see-through garment that left little to the imagination.
Two droids ambled off the fighter bay with the unconscious deposed queen of darkness in their keeping, spiriting her away to the medical chamber for the extraction of Metalia’s parasite.
TBC
