Sailor Q: An American Senshi
Episode 6
“New Glasses! An evil plot??”
Sin-Jin of the week: Double-Vision
A woman walks down the street, the lamplight glinting off her stylish new glasses. She hums a happy tune as she walks without care thru the dark night. Suddenly she falls to her knees, gripping her glasses as they start to glow. She cries out in pain as she struggles with them finally pulling them off and gripping her eyes. A man rushes to her side, asking her what’s wrong. As she let’s go of her eyes, he sees they are now blank white balls.
There’s a loud crack from the bathroom, along with a short curse. “Awwww…man” Matt says as she lifts up what was once her glasses. The lens is now shattered, and one of the sides has broken off. “Not again…mom’s going to be so angry”. She sighs, not realizing her mother is behind her. About three mins later, Matt sighs to herself as her father looks at the glasses and her mom looks thru ads. “You busted these up pretty badly” Matt’s dad says looking at his “son”; “Let’s just hope your mother can find a sale to get some replacements.” Matt in the meanwhile attempted to adjust the bandages keeping her chest down without anyone noticing as her mom suddenly jumped up. “Here we go! Sale on new glasses at Lens-co!” Matt’s dad arched an eyebrow “Lens-co?…never heard of it.” Matt’s mom shrugged “it must be a new place….anyway…their having a sale with 50% off the retail price…I’m going to take matt there” Matt just slammed her head against the table. Her eyes didn’t notice the headline on the paper her head rested against: WOMAN FOUND BLINDED; NO MEDICAL REASON FOUND.
The building to Lens-Co looked like any other retail place. However, Matt got a chill down her spine seeing it. I may have been the giant mechanical winking eyes on the sign outside Or just the shape of the building, but she didn’t like it. Matt and her mom walked in to the lush room, each side set with various glasses. They stood in line quietly, though Matt could see her mom was impatient. They finally reached the counter, where a rather stern yet beautiful woman stood behind it. “You know…contacts are cheaper” Matt said trying to get out of this situation. The woman behind the counter was considerably riled but matt kept it up, with argument after argument. Finally, Matt’s mom burst in. “Dear…how about you go and see the frames..so you get a good idea of what you want…now” Matt could tell how angry she was even though she had her usual calm looking face, so Matt shuffled off to one side of the room. The frames were of every size and shape, of every color and tone. However Matt noticed one thing that was similar in all of them. On the edge of them, there was what looked like a tiny crystal, pure black. Matt got a shiver down her spine. It was a small breeze, hitting the back of her neck. Matt looked around and notices what looked like a small door. It was cleverly hidden among the corners. Matt’s curiosity took hold of her, overcoming her fear. She slowly opened the door and slipped in, not noticing the woman behind the counter, her eyes glowing slightly.
Matt walked down the short stairs, trying her best in the dark room. Her ears picked up the sound of something. It sounded like soft sobs, those of young women. Matt walked deeper into the room moving her hands around until it ran over something soft. Looking up, she came face to face with several young girls chained to the wall, their eyes covered by handkerchiefs. Matt carefully removed the bands off their eyes, revealing the two blank bulbs that they were now. “What happened….” Was all Matt could get out of her mouth. The girl groined slightly…one word emerging from her mouth “Glasses”. Matt backed off slightly, a bit in shock. Quickly she un-chained the girls, using a skeleton key her father gave her. Matt finally had realized what was wrong as she lead the girls up the stairs and opened the doors to find…. everyone out like a light. The only one who stood up was the woman behind the counter. Matt narrowed her eyes at her. As she watched, the woman’s framed shimmered and the creature that now stood was truly disturbing. It was defiantly female, it’s skin whitish blue. It had no eyes on it’s face and no mouth, only a nose. All over it’s body lay blinking eyes of various colors and sizes. It gave off a short laugh and charged Matt, who barely managed to get out of the way. Matt pulled out her wand and transformed to Sailor Quinox, just in time to get tackled to the floor. The thing attempted to stab her in the face with it’s long claws, but Quinox avoided them, kneeing the thing in the gut. The thing got up and stretched it’s arms out. Sailor Quinox barely had time as the thing opened every eye on it’s body, sending out a flash of light. Quinox put her hands over her eyes..then looked again. The room looked warped and blurred. Quinox could hardly avoid the thing as it charged her and head-butted her in the chin. Quinox hit the wall hard, feeling the warm blood run down her lips. Quinox moved her hands, trying to grab onto something. She felt the shape of what seemed like a Fire Extinguisher, as the thing charged again. Quinox swung the Extinguisher at the thing, sending it flying backwards into a glass display. Sailor Quinox wasted no time in powering up a Air Blast and firing it into the monster’s core. It screamed as it’s dark crystal shattered, revealing nothing more then an old pair of glasses. Sailor Quinox calmly wiped away the blood on her mouth and quickly retreated to de-transform.
In a dark corner of the abysses, Faris re-watches his Sin-Jin’s recent failure. “….well, well, well….let’s hope you do better then, Lilly” He turned to female figure behind him who bowed with respect. Neither knew they were also being watched, by a green haired woman from afar.
“What does it mean to be beautiful? Is it just skin deep or is it more then that?…wait? Who are you? What do you mean you’re one of us? Next time on Sailor Q: An American Senshi, Beauty or Beast? A reflection. Don’t mess with me or I’ll destroy you!”
Matt Smithson, Sin-jin, Sailor Quinox, and other characters are all copyrighted Matt Bjorkman, 2005.