You Can't Always Get What You Want
She was beautiful.
She had the face of an angel and the body of a goddess, dressed in a sailor fuku of white and sea green.
Her smile was teasing as it was partially hidden behind silky locks of teal hair as she glanced over her shoulder in an almost teasing manner.
But as much as she was beautiful she was deadly.
Blood rained around her, pooling at her feet.
Her search for the talismans had changed her, the death of Haruka altering her. No longer did she fight to stop the silence, but became a vessel for Dr. Tomoe.
Once she was known as the world renowned violinist, Michiru Kaioh, and to a more elite group as Sailor Neptune. In her left hand she tightly clutched the lifeless form of the small girl whose pale skin seemed even more pallor than normal. Blood seeped from a multitude of wounds, dripping down her captors hands and onto the bodies of the two other fallen senshi. In her right hand she held a shining crystal, a new destiny. She would devour the small pink stone and ascend to her new form where she would be able to avenge the death of her lover.
Sailor Moon watched in horror as Sailor Neptune swallowed the token, sealing the fate of the unconscious child with cotton candy pink odangos - her future child. Michiru’s body began to change as swirls of darkness began to encompass her. Realizing that she had no other options remaining, she slowly withdrew her Moon Scepter and began to call upon her powers. She could not allow for anymore lives to be lost.
A tear formed at the corners of her eyes as the name of her attack passed through her lips….