Chapter 3. Flight skills and old
memories. Will it be easy to adapt?
The plane was speeding skyward toward
its destination, the public address informed them of the conditions in the
commander's voice.
-Good morning ladies and gentlemen
passengers. I am commander Ken Sato of Japan Airlines. On a model Boeing 767
aircraft. We leave Narita International Airport and fly to New York's John F
Kennedy International Airport nonstop. The approximate duration of the flight
will be about 14 hours. We will cross the Pacific Ocean and the sub-continent
of North America. The weather is good, clear skies with no rain forecast, with
occasional turbulence. We remind you that they have service of meals and
dinners and the possibility of reclining your seats to sleep. We also recommend
getting up once stabilized the device and walk for a few moments to avoid any
symptoms of seizure in its extremities. You will be informed when we are about
to land. Thank you very much and enjoy the flight.
The pilot repeated this in
English. The girls now tried to find out how they were capturing the language
and they had to admit to each other that it was not as easy as was to listening
to the practices on CDs. But at least they understood the basics. Then they did
not pay too much attention. When the flight attendants explained safety and
rescue protocols with gestures, while the instructions were heard by the
on-board loudspeakers they hardly noticed. They were both exhausted and tried
to rest a little. In fact, they meditated on their future. They were going to
be students in a foreign country. Would it be hard for them to adapt? They
thought about it and made many conjectures.
Beruche recalled how intense
the last two years had been. Once left behind their old life they had to start
practically from scratch. They worked hard and both she and Cooan studied
conscientiously. Ami helped them a lot in that period, the few times they could
see each other were enough to put them
in contact with teachers and directors of distance university. They were able
to take two years of teacher training in a relatively few months thanks to
their high intellectual level. Fortunately in Nemesis the formation was very
good and they had a solid base to face the challenge. And now at last they were
on their way to finish their preparation, in America they could take their last
year with practices. Bertie was nervous, adapting to a culture so different
from the one that had welcomed them was a challenge. They were not yet fully
adapted to the twentieth-century Japan and they were going to start again in
the United States. The little children were an important matter too. She did
not dislike them, but she did not like them a lot either. In her case she
preferred the older ones, to be a high school teacher, even, why not? An university
professor. But Cooan was so eager to study this career that she almost dragged
her. Both were very close and Beruche was very grateful to her sister for all
her support and affection. In fact, thanks to her younger sister she had redone
her life instead of destroying it. So she wanted to share the experience with
her. She would always have time to reorient herself later.
Cooan was thinking as well. She
was delighted with the idea of knowing another country, but she would miss her
older sisters and her visits to the Hikawa Shrine. She had sometimes gone to
chat with Rei and occasionally to see Chibiusa. The child had grown and matured
a lot, she told her, after facing new challenges. Though neither of them wanted
to talk about it too much. Nor did she insist, they must be matters relating to
her activities as warriors of justice. In any case, she loved children and
wanted to become a good educator, partly by vocation and to try to make amends
for everything bad that she did when she
served the Dark powers. Besides, who knows if in America she would finally find
a good man to make her forget her disillusionment with Rubeus?
-That was the most important day in my
life.- She thought.-
The girl still remembered
with a mixture of sadness and relief that day. The day that her life changed
forever. She had gone shopping after the battle she and her sisters had held
against the moon warriors. That happened after their nightmare droids had failed
too. Since then things had been quiet. She took advantage of that calm
situation and went to a cosmetics and perfume shop, named Otafukuya, which had
some prestige among twentieth-century humans in Tokyo. She made a few
acquisitions, including a small, frosted bottle of perfume she thought would be
an ideal gift for Rubeus. She was loaded with a full bag, she hated not being
able to use her powers to make her float but that would mean exposing herself.
So she would have to carry that! She
will walk to a secluded alley and then she will be transported to the ship. She
thought of that when she left the store. Then she heard a sound of voices, it
seemed an argument between a man and a woman. But before she could help it, she
hit something and fell to the ground. All her things were scattered, furious
she realized that she had collided with a guy who was also on the floor and
asked hurriedly.
-I am so sorry. Are you okay?...
-You idiot! Do not you have eyes on your
face?- She criticized him, really furious.-
-I ... I'm sorry ... a lot.- It was the
only thing that silly individual could say.-
She wished she could have
burned that idiot down there with her "Dark fire", but she could not
... anyway. At least one woman who seemed to go with him caught her attention.
-Come on Yuuichirou, pick up all that.
-Yeah, yeah ... Immediately. - Replied
that boy between babbling and rushing to obey.-
But Kermesite noticed him,
those scruffy hairs and that ridiculous beard were very familiar ...
-I know him!- She thought, remembering in surprise. - It's
that guy of that aesthetic protection course! -
Kermesite remembered that
this guy was one of those who, along with the warriors, thwarted her mission at
the Hikawa Shrine. When she used one of her most fierce droids to try to
nullify a point crystal bulb. But she reminded silent until that boy had kept
all of her things in the package and offered it to her. Then she hurried to
take the bag from him, spitting with contempt.
-You're a miserable worm. What a pathetic
man!
And without giving their
interlocutors time to respond, she walked away carrying her bag and thinking in
annoyance.
-People with that level of intelligence cannot
be happy at all!
At last she was able to enter
through a secluded alleyway and to transport herself to the ship, entered the
main entrance and entered the central plant. Murmuring her displeasure when she
was surprised by the voice of her boss, who said in a kind tone.
- Why do you come angry?
-Ru ... Rubeus! - She could answer totally
taken by surprise.-
-I was expecting you, Kermesite,- he
added with that gallant bearing and manly allure that captivated her so much.
-To me? - She was able to say almost
choking on words.-
-Who else could I expect? Beautiful
Kermesite. - He answered, pulling her close to him, grabbing the bag she carried
against her chest.-
The girl visibly flushed, now
was a perfect chance, her sisters would be in their rooms resting, no one stood
between them. Perhaps now Rubeus finally confessed that he was so in love with
her, as Kermesite herself was of him. However, his boss, while still smiling,
proposed.
-Would you like to go to the Hikawa
Shrine again? I need your presence there.
-But.. there, there is nothing, Rubeus.
She could say visibly surprised.-
-The girl will appear very soon. -
Answered his interlocutor.-
-Really?" She exclaimed as she
blushed even more as he pulled her roughly to himself.-
-Yes, this very afternoon.- He whispered
to his compatriot.-
Kermesite´s heart was beating
more than a hundred per hour, she wanted to please her boss at any cost. It only
occurred to her to say.
-Things will be much easier knowing
that. I Kermesite, bet my life that I will kill that girl.
-Very well,- agreed Rubeus in a drier
tone to add. - Do not fail me this time.
-Never,- she replied, trying to rest her
head on the chest of his interlocutor, but then he jerked away abruptly to
leave.
That left her misplaced. She
felt a little sad but then she remembered. The little bottle! She encouraged
her gesture and called out to him as he was about to disappear behind one of
the doors.
-A moment, please, Rubeus.
His boss turned with
inquisitive eyes, not expecting that. But the girl, with a jovial tone, took
the small bottle and offered it to him, putting it in one of the his hands that
the boy opened still baffled by that gesture.
-Look, this perfume is delicious. I
think you're going to love it, I want you to have it.- She said.-
Her boss certainly seemed
puzzled, he has not expected that, she
smiled hopefully. But then the boy replied with a dry and cold voice.
-Thank you.- However, He quickly
rejoined and added with a more youthful manner.- I thank you very much for your
gift ...
At that moment there was a
crunching of crystals breaking, when she realized what was happening, she saw
the fragrance drip from her beloved´s hand. He opened his fist and
dispassionately dropped the remains of those crystals and the perfume to the
ground, declaring with slight annoyance combined with indifference.
-Well, I should have held it gently.
I'll be more careful next time.
And he left, departed
disappearing through one of the doors of the ship, leaving there a desolate
Kermesite. There she stood, staring at the broken bottle for a moment, feeling
distressed and even hurt. Had he done so on purpose? No, She did not think so,
it was a magnificent perfume. Why would he does that? Surely Rubeus would grab
it with too much force, he was not used to such things. But she could not stay
there, lamenting for that. She had to fulfill her mission. She would end up
with that brat and her master would be so happy that he would be sure to show
his love to her. On second thoughts, it was only logical that he behave like this.
Because of his high position he was under a lot of pressure to get results. The
truth is that he had never intimated himself. Maybe only a brief glance when they were all
together. Besides, they were chief and subordinate, and Prince Diamond did not
approve of such relations, especially given the important mission they had to
carry out ... the best thing would be to complete it successfully. So, dressed
in her black dress and her flowing white skirt, carrying a beautiful umbrella,
she was transported to the vicinity of the sanctuary. Once there, she walked
there as she thought.
-Rubeus said the little girl will show
up around here this afternoon, but it's late and she still has not showed up.-
She looked at her wristwatch to get back to the center of her worries. - I do
not know what's happening, he doesn´t
care about me...no, we'll see ...
She sighed.
Then a familiar voice took her by
surprise again ...
-Welcome to the Hikawa Shrine, do you
want a reliquary of luck? An amulet, a prayer to purify your soul, Or do you
have some serious love problem you want to consult? ...
-Again, you miserable worm?" She
could reply as she got out of her astonishment to see that guy moving a sunshade
and taking out amulets from everywhere as she asked.
She sighed and decided to buy
him a lucky stick. This guy thanked her from afar, but she paid no attention to
him. She immediately consulted what she had acquired and smiled
enthusiastically.
-Ah, excellent luck! All your wishes
will be granted today! Oh, I do not need to worry about anything! He treats me
with coldness and hardness because he wants to make me jealous, that's what I'm
sure of. - And opening her compact she
said with enthusiasm.- Dear Rubeus, I will makeup myself to be more beautiful
...
But interrupting her enthusiasm
appeared the face of her boss in the mirror. He seemed to be irritated and
asked.
-Kermesite, have you found the girl?
-No, not yet Rubeus. - She could say
with patent bewilderment.-
-You should not waste time fixing your
face.- He replied with angry tone.-
-I, I'm so sorry! - She was able to
apologize really hurried.-
-I do not want you to wait and see if
the girls who show up are or are not the ones we're looking for. Kill all the
girls who resemble her.
-Yes master. - She replied submissively.-
Although now the expression of his boss
was softened a bit and added a better mood.
-I want you to do an impeccable job ...
my love ... – He finished disappearing from the screen.-
That turned the heart of the
girl. At last he had said it! He had confessed his love to her ... it could not
be otherwise, he was testing her.
-I'll please you, Master.- She replied,
although the communication was over, thinking with joy. - I knew Rubeus loved
me.
Her thoughts were interrupted
by the shouts of a girl who was chasing that freaky guy who sold her the lucky
stick. She was armed with a broom and she was shouting at him ...
-Hey Yuuichirou!, I told you that the
chickens are fed in the morning! How many times do I have to repeat things to
you?
After giving them a look of disdain, she
thought.
-There is difference between them and
us, Rubeus and I love each other differently ...
Then her sister's voice
brought her out of her thoughts. Making her go back to where she was. Bertie
asked.
-Do you think Americans will be very
different from us? You know, in their way of thinking and things like these..
- I think so, judging by what people
have told us. But I do not think that it costs us much to adapt. Remember Bertie that we came from another world.
- Cooan paused to add. - Compared to Nemesis this should not be much change.
Remember that we came from a planet in war and ten centuries in the future.
Besides - she smiled optimistic - our level of English is not bad. A similar
language was spoken at court. Our ancestors came mostly from an
English-speaking country. Although, later the language changed mixing with
others of Asian origin. At least that's what some of our governesses told us.
- You're right. Neither did our mother
remember. And our father hardly knew anything of what they called the language
of the pioneers. - Agreed its sister looking out through the window.
Only the vast blue expanse of
the ocean could be seen. Bertie thought about that. Her sister was always a
good antidote to her doubts. She took out an illustrated booklet from the
University they went to and read.
-Listen to this. Golden State
College has a long educational tradition. Founded more than a hundred years ago
by John Bakersfield, a Bronx-born miner who became rich during the gold fever
in California and who wanted to use some of his wealth in fostering education.
For this he returned to his native State, New York, and founded a major school
there, with the nickname of the State in which he made his fortune. - Said the
girl concluding.- That's why it's called Golden State, even if it's in New
York.
- Yes, because that's the name the
Americans give to California. Right? "Said Cooan, who had also been kept
informed about the place they were going.-
-Yes sister! Said Bertie, who jokingly
said, -So we'll have to start practicing.-
Her
sister agreed on it funny, after exchanging some sentences in English they
decided to rest a little. None of them said anything for a while and after a
silence looking at her watch, it was Beruche who resumed the conversation with
another question.
-By the way, do you have any idea how
long we've been flying?
- I would say about two or three hours
and we still have at least ten more. - Cooan calculated without much notion of
it actually. -
-I miss the ability to teleport us,-
Bertie sighed. - These twentieth-century planes are so slow!
-I couldn´t agree more – Answered her
sister laughing with her, both covering their mouth with one hand and throwing
glances of complicity. - Especially to save time. Or travel through it!
They were interrupted by the
announcement of the PA system ... "Attention to all passengers, due to an
atmospheric instability, we ask you to keep your seatbelts fastened and do not
get up, we will be in turbulences, but it will not last long.
- Well, that is not starting precisely
nicely, I can´t handle the shaking. I was used to our ship. - Said Cooan who
looked quickly for the paper bag under her seat.
And so it was, the plane
began to jerk and the girl to feel bad. Beruche looked at her sister with
concern.
- Calm down, it'll be nothing.- She
tried to encouraged her by caressing a hand of Cooan. - You see, to me the
turbulences give me thirst instead. - She beckoned with the arms to the
stewardess who approached immediately asking them very attentive. -
- Did you want something? Lunch, snack,
something to drink?
- Yes, please, can you bring me some
orange juice…? -Asked Bertie. -
-Immediately ladies,- replied the
smiling stewardess, disappearing down the aisle and reappearing with the drink
cart. - Here they are. But when she was about to serve Cooan, she smiled and
said not with her finger, her face visibly pale.
The stewardess served
Beruche, and at the very moment when she was about to deliver the glass, there
was another jolt and quite strong, which made her pour into the skirt of Cooan.
-oh! - exclaimed the girl horrified,
covering her ears with her hands. - Oh, not my new dress!
- I am so sorry! Please excuse me!- The
astonished flight attendant could tell that she tried unsuccessfully to wipe
her client´s skirt with a napkin, then she claimed. - Miss, miss, the company
will pay the damages, now I fill out a receipt.
But Cooan was not paying much
attention to her now. The plane continued to move, another abrupt jerk. The
poor girl had eyes with two spirals in her pupils, dazed and her guts riveted
as if she were spinning into a washing machine, she was barely able to whisper.
-I think I'm going to vomit.- And she
hurriedly thrust her head into the bag. Then a characteristic grof, glop, glup could be
heard. -
-Be calm- Beruche encouraged her in
solidarity as she softly patted her sister's back and held her. -
-Miss.- The worried stewardess asked in
a very kind manner. -Do you want me to bring you a chamomile?
The questioner nodded her head in the
bag, at the end of the bag with a pleading gesture to pray.
- Yes, please, but be careful, eh?
-Oh yes! -the stewardess forced a smile
and ran away for her. - Here you have and forgive me .- She repeated again and
again, although fortunately for the passing dizziness that could sigh relieved,
this time without to spill anything. - I hope you get better soon…
After drinking the chamomile
effectively the young woman settled her stomach and found herself better. It
also contributed the fact that the plane had stopped moving. Both sisters
reclined their seats and managed to fall asleep and wait for their destination.
Cooan dreamed back to those memories of the day of her conversion into human
...
She had decided to change her
tactics. She was tired of walking around, she changed her clothes for a dress
and short skirt red and a briefcase that made it appear, plenty of creams and
perfumes. Disguised in this way she approached the sanctuary house,
interrupting two girls who were chatting.
-Excuse me. I am a cosmetics saleswoman
from door to door. -She said kindly, affirming.- You two are very pretty. Do
you happen to act as models?
Pleased, she watched the
effect her flattering words had on those fools. Visibly excited, they wondered
aloud.
-Is that the way we look?
-They'll see." - Kermesite
whispered unfolding her samples. - This cream is very good for the skin. If you
wear this you will get a beautiful boyfriend immediately. Or do you already
have one?
-Well,- replied the brunette of those
two girls with visible flush. - It's not a boyfriend, it's something like that.
-Ah! In that case I can also say that I
have something similar to a boyfriend.- Said the other one, shorter and with long
blond hair, combed with pigtails and two strange balls of hair on the head.-
-Usagi ... you have already lost Mamoru,
do not you remember? - answered the young woman with the long jet hair.-
Reluctantly, her interlocutor had to
admit.
-Well, it's true that he treats me somewhat
coldly these days, but
-You know nothing, Usagi. Loving is
trusting. And if you cannot trust him there will be no loving connection
between him and you. - Replied the brunette girl with more conciliatory voice
.- The important thing is to continue trusting, although he was apparently
indifferent. Then things will change to be as before.
-I hope so,- whispered the other girl
visibly sad.-
-Of course! - Her friend encouraged her.
Kermesite had been listening
to this without intervening, but it sounded more and more foolish. Then she
could not help it and gave her opinion, even forgetting her real purpose there.
-I do not think you have understood. The
woman exists to be loved. Trusting in someone or trusting in love means
nothing. You should not continue to love someone if he treats you coldly, that
is very unworthy.
Both girls stared at her in
astonishment. The blonde immediately cried out in horror.
-You mean ...!
-That you must leave him at once.-
Kermesite replied.
-No!- Said that little girl.-
-If you want to keep love forever, you
must not give up on your appearance for a single moment.- You have to make-up in
order to be more attractive and have men loving you. -And she decided
decisively leaving her listeners stunned.- There is no argument about that!
Even then she came back to
reality. What was she doing there talking to those two sillies? She had a
mission to fulfill! More when the brunette girl, said in a somewhat hurried
tone.
-I do not think we want to buy anything.
-I am sorry. - Kermesite apologized that
she saw the opportunity to ask. - By the way, is there a little girl living
here? ...
Now her interlocutors
observed her with amazement, it was the brunette who inquired in a tone of
strangeness.
-A little girl?
-Well, I also have cosmetics for girls.
- Could say to get out of that situation.-
-No, there's no little girl here, - answered
that girl with jet-black hair.-
-In that case excuse me..-She asked as she
picked up her cosmetics and left thinking. -The girl does not live here. So it
may appear from one moment to another. I can do nothing but wait for her to
arrive.
When she was out of the reach
of the eyes of curious, she got rid of those clothes and that sample and
swapped them for her work uniform. She floated up to the top of a tree and
waited. She did not have to do it for too long. The young girl climbed the
steps of the sanctuary. Satisfied that her patience had borne fruit, Kermesite
fell down beside her, and crouched down to stand at the level of the brat's
eyes, she whispered to her in a tone of mellow and somewhat annoyed.
-I got you…
The chick cried terrified
trying to escape, quickly, she knocked it down, holding it to the ground while
adding fun.
-I was getting tired of waiting for you.
But suddenly she felt a blow
to the head. It did not do too much damage to her, though it tore her from the
back. She turned irritated to find that idiot apprentice priest of the
sanctuary who asked with reproach.
-You, what are you trying to do? ...
-A broom?- She replied between stunned
and really angry. - Do not tell me that you hit me in the head with that
witchcraft artifact?
And while this guy was
staring at her in surprise, holding up that tool to sweep, she got up and threw
him in the face.
-Look what you've done with my fantastic
hairstyle. You spoiled my style! Power of fire! She summoned her attack by
throwing it at that unfortunate man who ran to avoid it by throwing himself to
the ground.
Now she went from anger to
delight, that damn idiot! She was going to make him pay for his meddling before
she broke up with the girl.
-Die!- She shouted, to top it off. When
a stone flew to her head, she was able to dodge it almost, discovering that brunette
girl. - I will not allow you to interrupt me,- she shouted, attacking both with
another wave of her dark fire.
But something happened that
stunned her. That girl stumbled and was on the ground, helpless before her
attack. She threw a bolt of energy at her and that boy threw herself between
that girl and the dark fire, receiving the impact. Kermesite's mouth opened
wide with astonishment. She could scarcely say.
-You've been mistreated by that woman!
How is it that you still protect her?
-I ... I love her just as she is.- The
guy could answer, his voice choked with pain.-
-You idiot! She doesn´t care about you
at all! - Kermesite replied in turn, as if she wanted to get him out of that
stupid illusion he kept.-
-I do not care.- It was the answer that,
barely, that boy gave before he fainted.-
-Yuuichirou, resist! – The girl asked
with concern causing the astonishment of her enemy.-
Then that girl stood up facing her, and
with an expression of rage she snapped at her.
-Damn you, I'll never forgive you.
Planet Mars give me the power!
And to Kermesite' s
astonishment that girl who was wrapped in a reddish light and orange circles of
flames, spinning on herself, became one of her enemies.
-Oh! But you're one of the
warriors! She cried, unable to believe
it.-
Now she was aware of a
detail, seemingly insignificant but key. Neither she nor any of her sisters had
noticed it before. Japanese girls were not blonde. At least in the case of
Usagi and Minako they never noticed. Not that bluish tone in Ami-chan' s hair.
Thinking about the times that were later, once they became friends, in the
house of some of them. Her own family did not see them that way. At least she
never heard anything about it.
-Maybe it was our dark powers that let
us seeing them as they really are. And then, after knowing their secret .- She
thought now. - We were foolish not noticing. Well, now I'm glad it was that way
then. - She smiled.
However, she came back from
her memories as she and her sister woke up when the plane was about to land at
New York airport. The public address made the report of the weather conditions
of the city and began the approach maneuver to John F Kennedy. The two of them
prepared with a restless gesture, especially poor Cooan. But for her
relief They managed to withstand the
landing that was much smoother than the takeoff. After a few minutes they were
able to get off the plane and pick up the luggage. Ready to go to customs
control.
- Well, we're here. Hello New York! -Exclaimed
Bertie, forgetting the fatigue of the journey and extending her arms to the sky
to add with illusion. - The Malinde sisters are ready to conquer you!
-Hey sister! – Replied Cooan who winked
an amused smile. - Sounds like we're still from the Black Moon.
They both laughed at the joke.
Fortunately the process of crossing the border was faster than they thought.
Some questions were amusing, but they were warned that they should answer
seriously and be sincere. Especially issues of the kind of… do you intend to
kill the President? Are you going to kidnap someone? In sum, many of the
questions on the questionnaire that they had to fill out were quite shocking.
Needless to say, they marked a no. Their suitcases went through the metal
detector without incident and the passports were in order. The officials and
other security personnel were returned together with the protocol greeting.
-Welcome to the United States of
America.
Once they both laughed at
that control, remembering how easy it would have been for them to have passed by
if they had kept their old powers. Finally it was Cooan who focused a bit on
leaving the terminal.
- Finally, let's stop nonsense that you
have to find a taxi. - She indicated her sister with more practical sense. -
- Look over there. - Beruche pointed to
a large group of yellow vehicles parked in front of them - these should be,
there are many.
-Well, let's go before we run out of
time,- her sister urged. -
At that moment something
blinded Bertie, it seemed a white glow, when she covered her face with one hand
she thought she could make out a great figure of a man, yet the impression
vanished soon and Cooan asked.
-What happened to you?..
- You did not see it, did you?- Her
surprised interlocutor replied. It was a blinding blaze. I swear I saw someone
...
-I have not seen anything, it must have been
the reflection of the sun,- her sister guessed, as the star struck some
rooftops and windows of some vehicle. -
- Yes, well, that would have been ...
Run! - Beruche indicated to her changing radically of subject to see how some
taxis were occupied quickly - we have to hurry.
-Let's go to that cab," Cooan
suggested, pointing to one of them, the one closest to them. -
They both loaded their bags
juggling and headed toward one of them. The driver, a not very tall man with a
dark complexion and mustache to the "Cantinflas" was leaning on the
hood absentmindedly reading a newspaper. When he saw them he left him
immediately, and with a cap in his hands he addressed them.
-What can I do for you, chamacas? He
asked in a distinctly Mexican accent. –
They both looked at each
other with an expression of strangeness, and Cooan pulled out the pocket
dictionary. He looked for the term "chamaca" without finding it.
While Beruche, in somewhat dubious English, asked the man.
- Please sir, can you drive us to this
address? - riveted trying to mark the pronunciation as she handed the signs of
the university. -
-Let's see," said the man, who,
reading them, nodded hard to smile. - Nothing easier. That's done ... Come on
suban al carro - The last wrods said in Spanish to the puzzlement of the girls
who did not understand.
-What?- Bertie looked with surprise at
her sister who shrugged. - What did he say? - She whispered bewildered. -
-I think he said that we should get into
the taxi,- Cooan pointed out, more intuitively than anything else. -
The girls did. After getting
into the car, the man packed his suitcases. The vehicle started quickly behind
the airport. During the trip, the taxi driver was telling both of his adventures.
They listened even though they did not understand half of what I said to them
by their constant phrases and idiomatic turns in American English mixed with
expressions in Spanish. The talk of the taxi driver was more or less like this.
- I left Jalisco when I was 15. I
crossed the border como espalda mojada, here I married Lupita. It is a very
pretty woman, muy linda, we have six children and we wait for another one. Look,
look," he said, taking out his wallet with one hand and Passing it from behind
the seat, he held out his wallet, and a stream of photographs fell on each
other, "Precious my chaps, ¿verdad?"
Before this the only thing
that the girls did was to remain silent during the whole trip. They only nodded
at the same time that the pupils of their eyes looked like two little dots and
a droplet of sweat fell on their forehead. They hardly noticed the route
through the city. A shame because it had be worth looking at. At last, they
seemed to leave the same as they crossed a clear expanse of buildings and more terrain
occupied by vegetation. After a few more minutes they saw a large row of newly
cut hedges and a large archway. Above it, with large reddish-brown signs
highlighting between the green and brown monotony of the landscape and the buildings
dotting it, it could be read, "Golden State College, Private
University." Both remained open-mouthed, absorbed in the contemplation of
the facilities and the campus. It was even better in reality than they saw in
the brochure Mr. Fumata showed them in Tokyo.
-I think we'll like this place,- said
Beruche, delighted as she tossed her head out the window for a better view. -
-And say it! It is a very beautiful
place - confirmed Cooan equally enthusiastic. -
- Very well, we arrived - indicated the taxi
driver stopping the car, he parked it in a parking near one of the faculties. -
End of journey ladies, - lowered the price flag and the counter stopped, the
man went on to list. - Let's see, it's ten dollars to surpass the urban rate,
another ten for excess baggage and the trip is twenty-one dollars. They add up
to a total of forty-one.
- One moment.- Cooan took fifty dollars
out of her pocket and handed them to the man, adding with a smile, since that
fellow, even being an shameless talker, had liked them. - Take, for your
children.
The taxi driver smiled in turn accepting
that ...
-You can tell that these two are
foreigners and good people,- he thought with satisfaction. - Thank you ladies.
He started to stop them when they got off. -
Aguarden no más! I'll help you with your luggage.
They both thanked him and
between the three of them they went down and left the suitcases in the hall. At
that moment, a mature woman, about fifty, dressed in a neat, sober dress, with
a perfectly made bow in the center of her head and round glasses, was in her
midst. She would be same height of the girls. She had a kind of notebook under
one arm. She passed the taxi driver indifferently and presented herself in a cold,
formal manner.
- Good Morning. My name is Parker,
Professor Jane Parker, I am also the dean of this faculty and head of studies.
I take care of supervising the students among other duties - And taking that notebook she consulted it and
asked with an undisguised indifference. - Miss Malinde of Tokyo, are you the
new scholarship recipients?
-Yes, madam, it is us,- replied Beruche,
respectfully, trying to understand the woman's quick conversation.-
- Miss, if you do not mind - rectified her
to the girl with the irritation of who had to correct that error several times
a day. -
-Excuse me, miss,- Bertie said, a little
flushed. -Yes, we are the Malinde sisters.- She agreed, pointing to Cooan and
herself with her hand. -
-Nice to meet you Miss Parker.- The
other girl smiled. -
-My pleasure - she said, though she did
not sound very convinced, to add without further bother to the talk. - You are
on my list, well, please follow me to their lodgings.
Both girls obeyed without
delay, that woman had already started to walk. So they walked along a landscaped
walk with classic statues flanking the road. Miss Parker was going fast, almost
military, and both the girls and the taxi driver, loaded with suitcases, had a
hard time following her. They came to a white neoclassical building. The dean
took out some keys and opened the door. With a gesture he invited the group to
enter. Once inside was counting a succession of doors and stopped next to one,
which made the number twenty-one. At least that said in a small blue poster
with black numbers on its front. She opened it with another key and again
directed them to pass by.
-Here are your dependencies, please pack
your bags,- Miss Parker told them. -
They obeyed as best they
could. They entered the luggage leaving it in the center of the room, this one
was big and functional. To one side a bunk of two beds perfectly made, in front
of these a bedside table with lamp and a window of good illumination. On the
other side of the room were three doors. Two were of a built-in wardrobe with
good hanging capacity and three good size drawers. The other led to a very neat
bathroom with shower, cistern and a sink with a large mirror, (this pleased
both much) and an adjacent coquette for toiletries. In a corner was a nice
towel rack with towels of various sizes, all white and with the initials of the
center engraved in golden tones.
-That's all, thank you very much,- said
Cooan, addressing the taxi driver.-
He left the remaining luggage
and said goodbye to them, wishing them good luck. The guy left whistling down
the long corridor, ignoring the disdain in the gesture of the professor .
Meanwhile Bertie, running the whole of the room with a twist of her head,
declared.
- The truth is that this is beautiful,
do not you think Cooan?
- Of course, I love it! - agreed her sister by clapping without being able to
avoid it. -
- Foreigners! Miss Parker thought
derisively, pouting sharply. - I'm glad you like it, now and if I may, I let
you know about our rules of coexistence .- She took again the block of notes she
was carrying and listed mechanically. - I inform you that the punctuality is highly
observed, breakfast is at eight o'clock. The first class starts at nine, there
is a fifteen-minute break between classes. Lunch is served at 13.30 and at
16.30 classes are resumed. These, with their usual pause, end at 17.45, at
19.45 dinner is served. Then you have free time for what you like. Except
special permission or exceptions you should not be outside the rooms from
22.15. At 22:45 the lights in the corridors and the rooms are turned off. You
can lie down whenever you want and get up when you please, as long as you
respect this schedule, have you understood?
-Yes, Miss ...- the girls chanted. -
- Okay, now a few basic rules to follow.
- Said the teacher resuming the thread and in an even more severe tone. -
Persons of the opposite sex are not allowed in the rooms. As you should know
this is a mixed campus and morality is observed very strictly. No animals and
no introduction of alcoholic beverages, drugs or anything of that type, that is
constitutive of immediate expulsion, without prejudice to appropriate legal
actions. Do you understand? -The two new pupils kept nodding their heads at
this flood of draconian conditions. -
-Anything else? - asked Cooan candidly
judging that nothing could be left, but was wrong -
- I have not finished yet! - Miss Parker
added dryly, after which she continued untroubled the rules to follow. - It is
forbidden to make noise, parties and all kinds of mess from 20.00. At 10 pm on Fridays and
Saturdays. By the way, they have a laundry service that works every day except
Sundays, from 10:00 a.m. to 9:00 p.m.- When she finally finished she turned to
the girls and asked them for commitment. - Do you have any questions?
-Sorry,- Cooan dared to mumble. -How
many days are of class?
- Monday to Friday. On Saturday and
Sunday you are free.
-Are there extra academic activities? -
Beruche was interested. -
-As many as you like, take-and from her block she produced a pamphlet that she gave
to Bertie, relative to other occupations, quite nourished with pages.- If you
have no more doubts than to expose…
Both, totally overtaken by
this cataract of information, shook their heads. The truth is that even if they
had had they would not have dared to have exposed them given the mood of that
woman.
-Well, I'll let you settle in, good
morning and welcome to the Golden State College.- Miss Parker closed the door,
and her steps slipped down the hall. -
- I remember droids with much more sympathy
than that woman. - Sighed Cooan, who still seemed intimidated. - This seems
more rigid than the Nemesis palace norms.-
-Yes-not even Prince Diamond would have
demanded so much. Well, it'll all get used to it, let's settle in, - Beruche
said, opening one of her suitcases. -
And after calling their
sisters and telling them the details of the trip and their satisfaction for the
campus and their accommodation, the girls settled in to cast lots for the bed.
Bertie stood up and Cooan down. It was a good time to put their things in order
in the room that was to be their very home during that year. Finally they went
to bed. The two dreamed of their future experiences, but after that Cooan was
still remembering her fight against Rei ...
Still in shock of having seen
the transformation of her enemy, Mars launched her attack. Kermesite teleported
to avoid it. When she recoiled from her initial stupor, she exclaimed in
delight.
-What a precious surprise! If I can kill
you alongside the girl, Rubeus will feel happy!
And after said that she
launched some projectiles of fire that the sailor tried to dodge as she could.
The two threw their respective bursts of energy that collided canceling with a
great explosion. But she took advantage, being faster. She could disappear and
be transported. She did so by knocking down her rival after nudging her in the
face. The hit threw Mars several meters against the ground. Just where that boy
lay. Now Kermesite had her at her mercy. She launched another attack, assuming that
the warrior would dodge it by letting the fire reach that fool. However, to
Kermesite' s astonishment, her enemy preferred to carry that boy and push him
away from the path of the blast of fire. Nevertheless, she paid dearly for that
gesture of altruism because she was seriously injured in one leg. Unable to
believe it the Ayakashi landed a few feet from her opponents and snapped,
almost as if she scolded her rival for her silly mistake.
-Moron! I would have left a guy like
that and fled.
- How could I do such a thing?" Her
enemy replied from the ground. - Yuuichirou was wounded just to protect me.
-I remember that you said that loving
someone was very important.- Kermesite replied with some troubled thought and
not without some disdain.-
The gesture of her adversary expressed
astonishment when she finally recognized her.
-Of course, you're the cosmetics
saleswoman!
-It was not worth protecting that boy.
Because neither is your lover nor the man you love from the bottom of your
heart. - She snapped.-
The sailor struggled to her
feet, but her injured leg failed her, She fell to her knees to answer with
difficulty.
-I only wanted to reward him for his
sincerity. Ah! - She complained from the pain of the burns.-
-Ha! - smiled Kermesite asserting
convinced. -The love between Rubeus and me is much stronger than yours.
-Silly stuff! - exclaimed her opponent
to sentence. - You only love yourself. You do not care what other people feel
... and that ... is not true love ...
-Of course it is! -She refuted in an
offended tone, insisting. - We love each other, and very deeply.
-I do not think that's true. - Opposed
his opponent with patent skepticism. -
Those words struck Kermesite,
she remembered then the sequence of events, the way in which Rubeus had
despised her gift and how he pushed it away. No, it could not be ... She shook
her head trying to get rid of those terrible ideas. It was plain to see that
her enemy was trying to weaken her resolution, She was trying to buy time.
Maybe she was waiting for the arrival of her companions. Of course, that should
be!
-Damn it ... Damn it ... it's
over!" She managed to exclaim to subdue herself and add in a more sure and
firm tone that she wanted to sound dispassionate. -You said all you had to say.
The little girl will be the first to die.
And She transported herself
directly to her target. There was that baby, still unconscious. It would be enough
for her to lengthen her nails and stab her, it would be very easy and
everything would end. Rubeus and she could be happy together. Then a rose stuck
right next to her. Looking up, she spotted a guy dressed in black tuxedo, cape,
and top hat.
-Who are you?- She asked, stunned and
upset.-
That man landed next to her
and taking the little girl in his arm, he answered in an admonishing tone.
-Love wavers before the unknown truth.
Your poor heart will cry if you discover what you really feel.
-What?...
Kermesite was totally
baffled. What the hell was that supposed to mean? That guy was the weirdest
thing she ever had seen. He always spoke in riddles. That strange words sounded
like a note of Chinese luck cookies. But when she wanted to give an account he
had moved away from her carrying the girl in his arms as he said goodbye with a
laconic ...
-Bye.
-Hey you! Come back here. -Kermesite
asked when she was finally able to react.-
But she could not do or say
more, a burst of hoops of fire caught up with her. She had been caught off guard
and was seriously injured. She could not nearly move her right arm that had
been damaged.
-How careless I have been!" She
whined between her teeth.-
-I'm here, I'm waiting for you!-
Exclaimed her enemy, who seemed to have been redone in those precious seconds
that she had wasted, distracted by the masked one.-
Of course that was the
tactics of the warriors. Had her sisters been there alongside her things would
have been different. Their enemies always acted together and as a team. It was
very difficult to defeat them. But she had been very close to achieving it ...
she would have to flee once more. But how would she explain this new failure to
her superior? Then, as if he had been watching her, he appeared there,
levitating a few yards and asked in a tone and a stern expression.
-Kermesite. have you finished with the
girl? ...
-I'm so sorry, Rubeus, I was pretty
close on that, but I failed.- She lamented, lowering her head in shame.-
-I see. - Said Rubeus crossing his arms
as he declared it seemed that in a resigned tone. -Kermesite, you have been in
my service for years, and I thank you, but I shall never see you again.
-What?- Exclaimed the aforementioned
woman, astonished at what she was hearing. - Wait a moment, I'm fighting a
warrior right now, and I'm willing to sacrifice my life in battle. Forgive me,
please. -She pleaded with a growing sense of anguish as she pointed to her
enemy.-
-You're not strong enough to beat her.-
He replied, this time with a tone between indifferent and annoyed.-
-Oh! In that case you could fight on my
side. - The girl proposed looking at him hopefully, while she clasped her hands
at the height of the chin.-
Maybe that was it. Her boss
had come to help her. But her illusions fell apart with the next lapidary
phrase that he snapped at her, after a burst of laughter.
-Ha! What a bad luck! I have a team of
disabled people.
-I cannot believe what I hear,- she
replied, really astonished, but she still said, - I have loved you all these years,
and you have loved me too!
-Love! Ha, ha, ha ... what nonsense! -
replied his boss with an expression that stuck in the utter disdain when he
sentenced in a way full of contempt .- I have not loved you for a single moment
in all my life!
Those terrible words pierced the
girl's soul like a dagger. She could not react, just stood there, shivering and
staring at the one who had believed her soul mate. So it was all a hoax! Rubeus
had used it and manipulated it. Now it was only a broken doll from which he had
grown weary. And that was still worse when his superior, in an indifferent
tone, materialized a black ball of energy in one hand and ordered her as he
sent it to her, who gently held it in her hands.
-This is the first and the only gift
I'll never give you ... take it.
Kermesite watched in astonishment. She
could recognize what it was, barely able to stammer.
-This is…
-Eliminate the warriors of this world
forever. This is so much better than the stupid bottle of corny perfume you
gave me. - Said his boss with a patent tinge of mockery.
And he disappeared from her
life for good. The girl could not assimilate that. She looked at that ball of
energy about to explode and was not aware of her own safety. Actually nothing
mattered anymore. She could scarcely mutter, almost resisting to realize that
bitter reality.
-You gave me a bomb ... you want me to
... die ..."
-What?- Exclaimed her enemy whom she had
forgotten all along. But it was Mars who,
visibly restless, asked for. Kermesite, throw it away, throw it away!
But the aforementioned did
not seem to listen to her, she was in a terrible and painful emptiness. Her
heart had shattered, nothing mattered. She could only cry and shake her head,
Being prey of desolation.
-No ... too late ... you ... win ... my
love for you was a mistake, it seems.
That bomb was about to explode. Then
there was a shout ...
-Venus love me chain!
A chain of energy unbalanced
her by knocking her off the sinister ball of her hands and throwing her into
the air at a considerable distance. At once she heard another voice shouting.
-Spark plug pressure!
Following this exclamation a
few sparks of energy destroyed that bomb that blew harmlessly in the air
blinding them all for a moment with its glow. When Kermesite recovered,
kneeling on the ground, she discovered the whole team of her enemies staring at
her with hostility.
-Enough, surrender Kermesite!- Said
Sailor Moon herself.-
-You cannot go anywhere. - Added the
Sailor Mercury.-
But she was barely aware of
the urgency of her situation. Although she was outnumbered by five to one, she
was not worried. Mercury's last words, however, did upset her and she could
hardly repeat. As if asking herself, full of disbelief.
-Cannot I go anywhere?
That stunned her opponents.
They wasn´t expected such a response. Now the girl began to realize how far her
personal drama had come. Rubeus had disowned her, never wanted her anymore, her
sisters would not accept her. She was a loser and could never see them again.
Nor will she return to her world in the
future. She was doomed ...
-You're right,- She admitted full of
desolation, which turned into rage and bitterness as she added. "I have
nowhere to go. I've lost everything because of you ... I've lost everything
because of you. - She insisted as she stood looking at them with hatred and resentment,
to sentence once more with a heartbreaking scream .- I have lost everything.
Because of you! Aaahh!
And mad with pain, she lashed
out at her enemies with long, sharp nails. She wanted to finish everything,
even though she could only hurt some before they were done with her. It really
was what she wanted. To finish once and for all with that terrible torture of
being abandoned and heartbroken.
-I have lost everything! Everything is
over! I have lost my future, my love, my house, because of you ... Aaahh!
And unsuccessfully tried to
scratch some of her rivals, who, astonished and even frightened by their
reaction, simply dodge her again and again as they could. Except for Sailor
Mars, who, separated from the rest and still half lying on the ground, oozed
sadness and with compassion in her eyes, shouting in vain.
-Stop!..
Maybe
that was the worst. To be so unhappy that even her mortal enemy pitied her.
That made her cry and scream even more, trying to vent her bitterness and
despair with new rush without success. Finally the Warrior Jupiter reacted by
throwing a powerful knee.
-Stop that!- She exclaimed, attacking
Kermesite.
This one was already ready to
receive the blow. She wished they would soon get her back! But to her
astonishment the impact never came. Another person received it instead. It was
Mars, that girl with whom she had been fighting to death, the one who protected
her. Gathering forces from apparently nowhere she interposed her body and absorbed the attack falling on
her after complaining of that forceful blow, to stupor of her own companions
and of course of her rival, who looked at her now with the mouth open.
Kermesite was so astonished to see what she even forgot for a few moments of
her situation. She could only wonder why her enemy would have done that.
-But ... but what?" The Jupiter
Warrior could babble, unable, like the rest of her companions, to believe what
she saw.
- Not everything is finished Kermesite
.- Mars said gently that she smiled encouragingly at her rival as she caught
her breath. - You have not lost everything yet. You have yourself and if you
think you were wrong it's time to correct things a bit. I'm sure you have a
great future. Do not you think so?
And that sweet and
understanding attitude finally disarmed her. All her anger, her pain, and her
past resentment toward those girls suddenly disappeared. That girl, Sailor Mars
was the only person, except sometimes her own sisters, who had shown her some
warmth and sympathy in a long time. Now it was who, in the absence of anyone
else, encouraged her in that terrible moment. Kermesite could only cry, but
this time venting her sadness. Regretting all evil she had done, kneeling on
the floor, ashamed, not daring to look up. She then heard her appraiser beg ...
-Sailor Moon, turn her into a normal
woman.
-I'd love to do it if I can." - She
replied with a tone of skepticism.-
-Sailor Moon, use the Silver crystal. -
Suggested the black cat that was next to her.-
-It's not as strong as it used to be,
but Kermesite is very weak now. I'm sure everything will turn out well. -Added
a white cat that was next to the warrior.-
-Try it! - Insisted the black cat.-
Sailor Moon nodded affirming ...
-I'll try. - And muttered in demand of
support to nobody in particular. - Please help me. - Then she invoked that
energy with more decision. - Silver crystal! Give me the power!..
Then a flurry of radiant pink energy
invaded Kermesite who was lifted and spun as her clothes faded. That was the
most wonderful thing she had ever experienced. She felt renewed, happy, as if
something had freed her from a great burden. Her heart felt a warm sensation.
And those bad feelings she had simply harbored were no longer there. Instead
she had a growing sense of love filling her. But a true love, for herself and
for others. Not the selfishness of old. Now she saw it clearly. All her life she
had been the victim of deception. The warriors were not the enemy. Quite the
opposite, they were good people, of noble sentiments, who took pity on her and
saved her from the hell she has been lived in. Now she cried but pure joy ...
And in her dream Cooan also cried, and her tears wet his pillow but at the same
time she smiled confidently...
In Tokyo her sisters welcomed
the news, were eager to share it with Usagi and the others. Petz called Makoto
when she was cleaning her apartment a little.
-Hi! How are you?- Said the sailor, who,
after hearing her friend refer her to the news about her younger sisters,
replied: - I'm very glad. I hope you enjoy your stay ... yes ... I envy them...
Well, who says we cannot go and see them? Well, I'll tell the others. Thank you
... yes, we'll see each other ...
She hung up the phone and
continued cleaning. In the meantime she remembered some bits of the
conversation she and the others had with Usagi and Mamoru. In the Hikawa
Shrine, all gathered in the front yard. Sitting on the stairs. Rei told them.
-I've felt some evil forces here, but
they do not seem to be too powerful. Anyway we must be alert. It could be the beginning
of something greater. As usual.
-Yes,- Ami agreed, looking at Usagi. - Cannot
you tell us anything else?
-Well,- Her friend said, taking the word
in a rather serious tone for what was usual in her. - I can tell you this. I
know there are new enemies. I had dreams in which I was warned of it. But they
also revealed to me that it would not be a battle that we have to face and win.
At least not directly.
That's what Mamoru said, joining the conversation,
as he declared.
- I also dreamed of something similar. A
large dark figure with a book of garnet color and gold letters. And a voice that
told me something like that, this story starts here, but it's not just your
future. You must not intervene until the time comes for you, others must bear
the responsibility.
They all gave him a look full of
bewilderment, but it was Ami who spoke again.
-I still do not understand what our
friends have to do with all this.
-I do not know either,- Usagi admitted
adding. - All I know is that they will play a very important role. And we will
have to help them, but only at certain times. The rest they will have to face
it alone. Even sometimes we will be forced to hide the truth from them.
-I do not understand why,- Minako said,
nodding disapprovingly. - The truth should not be hidden, especially among
friends.
-You know as well as I do that is
sometimes necessary to behave weirdly. - Usagi answered in a low voice to
sentence. - I like it as little as all of you girls. I just ask you to trust
what we say to you, Mamo-chan and me.
- Yes - agreed this one - believe us.
It's not easy for Usako or me. We really appreciate the sisters. But I'm afraid
there is a lot at stake and we can only intervene when the right time comes. It
must be so.. - He stressed so that left no room for the retort.-
They all sighed with
resignation. They knew after so much time and so many battles that they had to
use the head and to follow a strategy. And if their future sovereigns told them
that they had to proceed in that way they would have their reasons. This was
what Makoto remembered when she received a call for her special watch. It was
Rei, apparently another enemy had been detected. So she left the vacuum cleaner
to one side and rushed to join her companions to face that threat ...
Meanwhile Bertie and Cooan
slept peacefully with the conviction that they would live a magnificent
experience. Both wishing to start the next day, a new and in their opinion,
exciting course.
No hay comentarios:
Publicar un comentario
Por favor, si sois tan amables y no os es molestia, comentar vuestras impresiones sobre lo que habéis leído. Me vendría muy bien para mejorar y conocer vuestras opiniones sobre mis historias. Muchas gracias. ;)