Chapter 9 - The Assassination
The sunset lit the street with a orange glow as Serena and Amy walked down Mott Street in Little Italy. Both of them were dressed in coats, hoping to stay somewhat inconspicuous. They wouldn't even hold hands in fear of attracting attention to horny guys. Amy had on her black beret, while Serena wore a grey fedora.
"I love Italian food," Serena said in her ditzy voice. She was almost picking up a hint of a New York accent, or she could have just been talking like that for fun.
"You love all food Serena," Amy smiled at her.
"Not all food, just good food."
"Well," Amy couldn't help but put her arm around Serena's, "That was a pretty good restaurant." There was a small hesitation as the two continued to walk down the street. "I'm so happy to see you again."
"Me too," Serena looked to her friend, "I miss you so much. Hard to sleep at night."
"Me as well."
"Well at least you got Mina, I got nobody."
"Oh Serena," Amy said, "I love Mina, but not the way I love you."
They stopped in the middle of the sidewalk looking at each other.
"I'm afraid Serena," she continued, "They're looking for you. They want you dead."
"C'mon Amy," Serena joked around, "We went five years without me dying."
Serena's optimistic spirit never failed to make Amy smile.
"I wish Luna would let me be Sailor Moon again."
Amy shushed her, "Be careful, the walls have ears."
Serena looked around in confusion. She saw the fish market, the fruit stand, "I don't see any walls with ears."
Amy sighed and laughed.
"What?" Serena jumped up and down.
"I wish I could be as carefree," Amy said, "And as much of a free spirit as you."
Serena grabbed her friend and inched closer, "You just need to lighten up." She leaned in slowly to kiss the bluenette's lips. Amy didn't resist although she did notice a few people staring at them. Amy eventually pulled back.
"Why don't we find a place we can be in private?" Amy asked.
Serena smiled, "Let's go back to the apartment. Nobody's home right now!"
Amy considered the offer, considered the consequences, but looking into the face of her beautiful blonde girlfriend, she couldn't resist.
"I need to be with you right now Amy," Serena said, "If I have to go another night without you in bed with me, I'm gonna go crazy… And I'm already crazy to begin with." She laughed.
Amy looked around smiling and then back at Serena, "All right, all right, let's go."
Amy and Serena began to walk down the street, this time hand in hand. The street was filled with not just Italians, but people of all races conversing in different languages. Amy noticed an old 40s black Cadillac Fleetwood parked alongside the road. She let go of Serena's hand and stopped to admire the vehicle.
"Wow, look at this old Cadillac."
Serena looked at Amy slightly confused, "Since when have you been into cars?"
"Remember I worked as a Machanic with that girl Natsumi? I've been brushing up on them, because it helps you when you're a Police officer. If I'm not mistaken, this was made in the early 1940s."
Serena was not as interested, but did look across the street to see an old style fruitstand. "Hey Amy," she said, "I'm gonna go buy some fruit."
Amy moved her head away from the car to see Serena, "Since when do you eat fruit?"
"Since Raye threatened to sacrifice me to Satan unless I picked some up while I was out."
Amy shook her head and laughed, "Okay babe." She took a look through the car window to examine the car.
Serena walked across the street. Living in New York City, she had gotten used to jaywalking. There were no cars coming, but she wouldn't have cared if there were. The fedora covered Odango-head looked at the seemingly endless boxes of oranges, eggplants, Kiwifruits, and a bunch of other things she was unfamiliar with. She picked up her head to the chubby caterer.
"Hello," Serena said in a friendly voice. "I want some fruit." The Caterer didn't say anything, but picked up a paper bag. Serena looked at the box of oranges and pointed to a few of them, "Give me three." The man picked them up and placed them neatly in the bag.
As Serena continued to look at the fruit, two men emerged from behind a truck with hats and sports coats. As they walked towards the fruit stand, their eyes fixated on Serena. They reached into their pockets. The Princess handed the caterer money and picked up the bag. Her eyes shifted to the men now running toward her. The loud clicking footsteps made Serena's heart beat faster. She quickly began to climb over the boxes attempting to outrun the men. Their footsteps were getting louder as their hands revealed handguns pointing their way towards the marked girl.
Serena ran right into a barrel of oranges causing her to drop her bag. The oranges rolled across the street towards the black Cadillac. She ran right towards the car, "Amy!" She shouted, "AMY!!!"
But it was too late, as the oranges continued to roll down the street, gunshots fired directly into Serena's back. Her grey fedora flew off her head and she plunged right into the passenger's side of the car. The two men stopped and continued to empty their clips into Sailor Moon's back.
Amy immediately emerged from behind the car ducking to avoid getting shot herself. She looked at the two gunmen and pulled out her Sailor Pen. Unfortunately, the pen jumped out of her fingers and fell to the ground. Amy tried to pick it back up, but the gunmen had emptied their clips and ran down the street. The bluenette's mind was not on them. She turned to see Serena, her coat filled with holes, blood dripping down her back. She slowly spun around, creeping ever so softly off the hood of the car. Finally she fell to the ground on all fours, trying to keep herself up. It was no use. Whatever small amount of consciousness was left in her immediately deteriorated as she fell onto her back right on the street.
Amy stood there on the pavement looking down in shock at her Princess. Serena Usagi Tsukino, the girl she spent the last decade protecting, the love of her life, Sailor Moon, the Champion of Justice, had finally been assassinated.
Her legs collapsed as she fell down sitting on the side of the curb right in front of her friend's lifeless body. Her pen dangled in her hands. She shook and cried like she had never done before. She reached up to her head as her hat fell onto the ground. She could hardly catch her breath.
A crowd gathered around the body. Two women were pushed out of the way by a man. The caterer of the fruit-stand inched his way over to the gunned down beauty. This girl was only a young woman, barely out of high school. Her beautiful long blonde hair got covered by the filthy slime of the streets. And her face, so light, so fair, the face of a princess, had no signs of life.
None could feel the pain like Amy. Her eyes were tightly closed as tears painfully came down her face. She moaned like a baby. Her hands hovered in the air wishing they could do something to save Serena. All she could do was cry out her name so loudly it could be heard far down the street:
"SERENA!!!"
Darkness appeared out of nowhere. It was impossible to see anything.
"Amy?" A voice came through.
Suddenly a light came on. Amy was sitting up in bed, her naked body covered up in the sheets. She looked to her right to see Mina also under the covers. Her breast was covered up in a bandage. Her trademark bow was on the nightstand next to the lamp.
"What's wrong?"
Amy looked around the room still trying to get a grip on what had just happened. Looking onto her end of the bed, she picked up a copy of the THE GODFATHER. She and Mina had been watching the movie. A dream, she thought, it was just a dream. Amy sighed.
"I had the most horrible dream," She said.
Mina reached out to grab the blue-hair's face. They sat there in silence for a long time. Not kissing, not cuddling, not anything until Amy finally got out of bed.
"Mina," Amy said, "Can we go over to Serena's right now?"
Mina was trying to be patient, "Amy, it's-" She picked up her cell-phone, "It's 3:47 in the morning. They're all sleeping."
Amy reached for her pen, "I don't care," she said, "I gotta go. Mercury Star Power, make up." She immediately transformed into Sailor Mercury.
Mina painfully got out of bed, "Amy, what are you doing? Walking over to that apartment dressed as Sailor Mercury isn't a good idea."
"In the dream I just had," Amy said, "Serena was assassinated."
Mina didn't know how to respond to this. She managed to squeak out, "Amy, you're Sailor Mercury, the brains of the Scouts. Are you sure this is the best decision to make right now?"
"All my rational reasoning," Amy said putting on her goggles, "Has escaped me. I'm afraid for Serena's life."
Mina shook her head realizing there was no way she could change the girl's mind. "Okay, but you know Luna's gonna be mad at us." Mina picked up her pen, ignoring the pain in her chest, "Moon Power, Make up!"