Chapter 1: Mourning

The sound of water seemed to tap against everything, as it reflected around the area. The liquid had hit everything in the room, and it appeared to be almost like a fog had risen in the area. The sound of water stopped, though, as the glass door opened, and Makoto in a green towel came out of the shower, her auburn hair falling around her face, and she seemed to smile a little as she looked in the mirror. She took a second towel, and wrapped it around her head to dry her hair after removing the condensation from the mirror. She smiled at her reflection as she turned on the tap. The sun had begun to rise in the window behind her, and despite the fact that it was foggy, she could see the colors mix slowly, and she felt her smile grow.

“Today’s going to be great, I can just see it.” She whispered, and opened the mirror-cabinet to take out her toothbrush and the toothpaste. When she closed the mirror-cabinet, there were two senshi staring her down in the reflection. One had long brown hair in a braid, green eyes staring at her as she wore a sailor fuku with a green bow and an orange-beige skirt that had green at the bottom. Her legs were crossed, as she sat next to the other girl, whom had very short black hair with a small braid in the back. Her fuku was like the other girl’s but purple and pink instead of orange and green. Both girls’s stared at the woman with fear and respect in their eyes, blood pouring from where their collars would had been. Makoto let out a gasp, and turned to see that no one was there. She let out a sigh of relief, and turned back to the task at hand, looking down at the sink, though her eyes went wide with fear.

The sink was filled with blood.

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Indigo stared at the picture. The dead corpses of Callisto and Ganymede seemed to just haunt her greatly. There was a completely disturbed look on the girl’s face as she could hear Euri throwing up in the bathroom. Indigo sighed, and closed the file, handing it to Pluto, “Thanks.”

The green haired woman nodded, and was gone before Indigo could say another word. She slowly stood, and walked toward the bathroom door, knocking on it softly.

“Euri?” She whispered, and she cringed as she heard the girl throw up again, still a sulking mess. Indigo just looked down, and sighed. This was something she just couldn’t do. She pressed her body against the door, “Euri, I’m sorry, but there isn’t much I can do. They’re dead…”

“How can you just say that?” Euri seemed to whisper, “They were our friends.”

“They were my fellow senshi. A senshi is a dangerous job. They’re supposed to protect the planetary senshi. It’s our job,” Indigo looked down. Of all the deaths she’d encountered, never had she felt so guilty. It was a familiar feeling, and Indigo couldn’t stand it. She pressed her hands to her ears, and sighed. This was going to be one very long week, and she was fully aware of that. She moved herself to the wall next to the door, and sunk slowly.

The door opened, and Indigo looked to see Euri come out. She could see the tears still on the girl’s cheeks, but said nothing as she turned away, and stood.

“I’m going out,” Indigo whispered, beginning to walk towards the door. Euri looked to here.

“Wait, Indigo-chan…” She whispered, and Indigo stopped, turning her head, to glance at the girl out of the corner of her eye.

“I’ll be fine.” She said, and then closed the door behind her, and began to walk away from the house, eyes pinned to the gray sky, and she let out a soft sigh, her boots tapping against the wet concrete as she walked. The sounds of the water falling and hitting the ground around her, and soaking the magma senshi herself, seemed to be serene, yet disturbing.

“Even the concrete forest has its predators and prey. It has its river, and right now that river is bathed in blood.”