IT'S A NEW FIC


     One sort of panoramic view of Crystal Tokyo was reserved for
but a few. Atop the Crystal Palace's central tower was an enormous
fountain, surrounded by a garden filled with dozens of plants. And
all of that beauty was encased beneath a protective done of
crystalline substance. Thin as glass, but tougher than Kevlar.
     From her private booth in a local cafe, Setsuna found herself
idly wondering what it must be like to walk around there, on the
inside looking out. Since that garden was restricted to all but the
cats, the Inner Senshi and the royal family, no one knew what it
was like to walk around up there. Setsuna herself had been up there
only a handful of times.
     The Timegate was naturally where she was required to be.
     Or rather, had once been required.
     Fact of the matter was that with the entire Nemesis attack
already a century behind them, there was little else for her to do.
The Timegate was in a near dormant state. There were no impending
paradoxes, no fluctuations in the time stream. It was wonderfully,
madly quiet.
     And so with a guiltless conscience Setsuna was spending her
days touring what she'd dubbed 'the future at the end of the
world.' Crystal Tokyo had once been all that existed upon the face
of the planet. But with the need to set right the chain of events
leading up to Nemesis no longer present, other crystal cities were
being built.
     Crystal London and Crystal Shanghai were already up and
running. Upon the former Manhatten Island, the downtown core of
Crystal York was about 50% completed. No longer confined to the
borders of Crystal Tokyo, humanity was starting to bloom once more.


                         WITH NEW THREATS


     But with such wondrous expansion also came deadly risks.
     Setsuna wrapped her palms around her cup of coffee, letting
her palms warm up.
     "Miss?" 
     Magenta eyes looked up at a waitress who was pushing along a
dessert tray, moving from table to table. A young girl dressed in
a white, frilled apron smiled prettily. "Miss, do you want to order
something else? A dessert, perhaps?"
     Setsuna shook her head. "I'm not into sweets."
     "Oh. Ano...this package just arrived for you. At least I think
it's for you; the note said to give it to a woman with long dark
hair like emeralds, and there was a red rose on--"
     "Yes, that's me," Setsuna replied. She smiled to placate the
girl's nervousness. This seemed to be her first day on the job.
"I've been expecting a package, thank you."


                         AND NEW ENEMIES


     The exchange was made.
     And just to make the waitress feel better, Setsuna purchased
a chocolate croissant. Alone once again in her private booth, she
inspected her delivery. It was a small, black computer that was
easily palm-sized. Making a quick glance around the cafe to see no
one was looking, Setsuna discreetly took out an earphone and hooked
it into the palmtop.
     Once the screen was lifted, it flickered to life and displayed
an all too familiar logo.
     "Ohayo gozaimasu," came a familiar male voice. She knew it to
be Endymion's. "Your mission of love and justice, should you choose
to accept it, is to locate this author."
     A photograph of His lordship Chaos making kissy faces suddenly
appeared on the screen.


          BUT THERE'S STILL ONE SENSHI YOU CAN COUNT ON.


     "His lordship Chaos, the man responsible for planning that
ridiculous fanfic 'When Magical Girls Go Wrong', is looking to make
a sequel. Naturally if he succeeds, this can only lead to a mass
hysteria amongst magical girl otaku everywhere. Your task, Setsuna,
is to find him and stop him before he can release the sequel. You
have full authority to use any means necessary. Just stop that fic
from being posted.
     "For your team, you can choose any two members from either the
Outer Senshi or the Asteriod Quartet. As always, if you or any
member of your Messiah: Impossible team is captured or killed, Neo
Queen Serenity and her court will disavow any knowledge of your
actions, and not resurrect you."


               THIS SPRING, ENTER THE DRAGQUEEN....


     Setsuna still remained uncertain as to how much Endymion
informed his wife and queen about the IMF's various activities. The
existence of the Inners was common knowledge throughout the entire
world. But in the history books there were no mentions or traces of
the Outers or the Quartet. To this end, Endymion had established
the Impossible Messiahs Force (IMF) to deal with any enemies or
threats to the utopia and its rulers. The only ones qualified to
pull off such missions had to be both soldiers and ghosts.
     And His lordship Chaos' newest magical girl parody certainly
fell into that category. To think this maniac of an author was
loose and writing fics again....
     "This message will self destruct in five seconds," came an
automated female voice. "Ja!"
     A large puff of black smoke suddenly wafted out from the rear
vent, and the palmtop's sound card suddenly proclaimed, "Stage
Out!"
     Setsuna had to smirk at Endymion's cute albeit twisted sense
of humour. Though it was a half-hearted smirk, given the daunting
challenge of her task. She closed the cover for the palmtop before
slipping it into her purse. A few bills were laid out to pay for
her coffe and croissant, as well as a generous tip for her
waitress.
     She'd accept this impossibly messianic mission to protect
Crystal Tokyo. Not to mention their reputations and integrity. 
     And she already had a good idea of who to select for this
operation....



                              M:G-2


                  WHEN MAGICAL GIRLS GO WRONG R



Tamagoyaki: ^-^ [dancing & cosplaying as a Babbit] "I'm too sexy
for this teaser, too sexy for this teaser!"

Chaos: --;; [still stuck in a fuku] "I detest you."





                        COMING MARCH 2001.