A/N: Later part of this takes place a week after the first chapter.
Disclaimer: I do not own Sailor Moon or Digimon. I do own Shannon and Nazu and the other OCs mentioned.
In The Light of the Fading Moon
Chapter 2: Entering The Stage
Zoe stood outside her house, keeping the talking cat in her arms. "All right. My mom's a lot more superstitious than I am; she'll freak out at the sight of a black cat. You wait outside until I'm in my room and open up the window, all right?"
"Sounds like a plan," Luna answered before adding in a low mutter, "and we black cats don't add bad luck, that's black rats."
"Tell that to most of the western world," the blonde sighed, catching the cat's quip as she jumped onto the fence. When the crescent moon bearing feline was gone, Zoe took a deep breath, before attempting to come up with an alibi that would be plausible enough for her mother and father that wouldn't get her into too much trouble because, really, who would believe that a giant werewolf/minotaur attacked her and Takuya and she turned into a magical girl? Just as surely as they'd believe that there's a path to another world right under Shibuya station, she thought awkwardly as she walked up to her door and opened it. I'm pretty sure Luna would have a hard time believing that one, even if she is a talking cat.
"Zoe Orimoto!" shrieked her mother, stomping over to the younger blonde with an angry and worried look on her face. "Do you have any idea what time it is?"
"Zoe, where have you been?" her father demanded even louder than his wife.
"Late?" she guessed, forcing a look of innocence on her face. She knew it was definitely late enough to be dark, maybe a few hours after since she had to somehow get Takuya home and then run (which Luna had been quick to chastise her about "not taking responsibility").
"It's ten o'clock, young miss!" yelled Mr. Orimoto. "We were about to call the cops when we couldn't get a hold of you!"
"We were so worried about you, Zoe! What were you doing?"
"Talking," she answered. Upon getting a glower from both parents for more information, she added, "—with Takuya! We were talking about stuff and it got very late and I lost track. Mom, remember that black cat? I think it's bad luck rubbed off on me more than I thought because I got lost several times and—!"
"That's enough, young lady," her father interrupted, rather annoyed as Zoe was blaming superstition on a mistake. "You are grounded for the next week and—."
"Great! I'm dead tired, anyway," Zoe said, brushing passed both of the adults towards her room at the end of the hallway, leaving them both confused. "Be home at three, no outings with friends, no computer, and no cell phone calls unless it's you. Got it! Night!" Finished, she quickly shut the door, leaving the parents further confused by her actions.
"Zoe, are you sure you're okay?" Mrs. Orimoto called through the door, concern lacing her voice.
"Yeah," answered the young half-Italian as she readied for bed. "I'm fine. Like I said, I'm really tired. Buonanotte, Mama! Good night, Dad!" This seemed to satisfy both her parents, as she heard no more commotion from either of them through the door.
After she finished putting on her pajamas, she went to the window and opened it, looking around in the moonlit night for Luna. "Luna," she stage whispered. "Come on in."
"Right," the addressed feline's voice softly called back. Zoe backed up and allowed Luna to leap onto her windowsill. Before taking a step farther, the cat surveyed the room with red eyes and upon seeing that everything was fine, Luna dropped softly to the ground and onto the girl's bed.
The blonde closed her window and sat down on the bed as well, arms crossed. "All right, I'll start with the questions first, okay?" With Luna's nod, the green-eyed girl continued, "Okay, let's start with…how do you know my name?"
"I've been watching you, Zoe," the black feline answered before adding in a low voice, "only for a week or so. I wasn't sure if you were who I was looking for. I've watched many girls for quite a few years but none of them were who I was looking for."
"So, you spied on me?"
"There are other ways on getting information," she replied, swishing her tail a little proudly. "Being a cat has its perks, you know. It's funny how humans don't question a black cat walking in the halls or in an office."
"Well, it's not everyday people see a talking cat," the blonde quipped. "Right, now, what was that creature? And how was I able to transform like that?"
Luna straightened up, a large smile spreading on her face. "You are Sailor Moon, the champion of love and justice. You see, strange things have been happening around the Shibuya, Shinjuku, and the surrounding districts. Strange monsters, like the one you saw, have been popping up and sucking life energy out of humans."
Zoe shivered slightly, remembering the face of the boy. "How long has this been going on?" she inquired.
"I'd say quite a while."
"Why haven't cops caught onto to this?"
"They have but probably not said anything to not panic the public. I am just a cat but I know how humans can panic and it isn't a pretty sight."
The blonde girl grabbed her pillow and hugged it to her knees. "Okay, how about information? What do you have on these creatures?" she asked.
At this, Luna bowed her head in embarrassment and shame, saying, "Sadly, I don't have too much information on who sends them or what they want—well, besides life energy. I can tell you about some of their abilities but I haven't got a clue on what they're after."
"Well, it might be a cliché anime thing," Zoe said. "You know, taking over the world and the like. Somehow, I'm sure there is a form of a chain of command. There always is." The two lapsed into silence for several minutes before the cat spoke up.
"Okay, how about some of my questions," she began, lying down. "I want to know why you didn't panic when I first talked to you and what you meant by you've done something like fighting that monster."
Zoe laughed nervously, knowing this would be a long story. "Well, let's just cut it short and say I've been to another world where me and my friends fought a giant angel-rabbit and a crazed fallen angel and turned into a two different winged creatures. Did I also mention the fact that it was full of more than just talking cats but also various super powered animals, crazed talking mirrors, magicians, magical eggs, and more fun stuff?" The girl laughed oddly again.
Luna cocked her head, look at the new Scout as if she had just had spouted that her gender was truly male. "And where did you get your catnip?"
"It's actually all true," Zoe insisted. "Didn't you hear some of those stories that me and my friends were talking about since you were spying on us?"
"I just thought those were stories," the cat admitted, "so your friends, too, went where ever you went?"
"Yeah."
"Well, I'm sure you're close with them then but whatever you do, don't tell them."
The blonde sighed with a frown. "Let me guess, it's to 'protect them from whatever enemy that may come after me' or something like that? I've seen plenty super hero shows when I was young and a secret identity was an important plot point in everyone of them." Zoe righted herself disappointedly. "I'll be sure to keep my mouth shut but if they did find out and know I didn't tell them, I'm sure they'd be upset."
Luna dipped her head. "Well, I'm sure they'll understand," she said, "They've got to."
"Yeah, I hope so," Zoe sighed, moving to turn off her light and getting under the covers, before drifting off to a nightmare riddled sleep a few minutes later.
- - -
The clouds hid the waxing crescent moon, casting the street into darkness save for the street lamps that fought away the coming darkness. The neighborhood was still sleepy as the night reached the later hours, so that any that had yet awoken from the spell cast by the beast would be asleep and remained unaware of what had happened earlier in the evening until the next morning. A man stalked down the streets, looking for something and shortly, he found it but not in the condition he would have expected it.
Amber eyes studied the puddle of dried blood and the pile of ashes, an expression of controlled horror on his face. The man picked his way over to the pile of ashes, kneeled down, and began picking away at the dried ashes with gloved hands.
Finally, he found what he was looking for: a small crystal hexagonal that gave off a small green glow. Checking it over, the figure found a small chip in the crystal, signifying the host had been killed before the body and crystal separated on its own. This was a surprise for the man as he had retrieved several crystals like such and had never seen any killed. He pocketed the crystal and began walking away, ready to tell his superior the good and bad news; it was about time she appeared.
- - -
It was early first hour when the brunette walked into the music room, dark green eyes surveying the room that had a few kids slowly unpacking instruments, varying from percussion to the string family. She walked over to her seat and began unpacking her loaner cello, ignoring the happy chatter around her.
"Hey, Naz!" came the peppy voice of a certain American transfer student, causing Anazuru "Nazu" Kasei to roll her eyes as she looked up to acknowledge the speaker, a American transfer student with strawberry blond hair, bright blue eyes, and a large grin on her face.
"Morning, Lakes-san," she answered agitatedly before turning to ready her bow, rosining the instrument.
"Looks like we're in the same quartet for our project," Shannon Lakes noted aloud, earning a nonchalant wave from the reluctant talker (not that the American noticed or cared). "Looks like Zoe Orimoto and Kouichi Kimura are also with us. Too bad Takuya isn't in our group." The strawberry blonde sighed, resting her hand on her chin.
Nazu tried keeping her cool but she couldn't help but retort, "Thank God." The brunette had been in the same class as her for two years and she knew enough about him to say he was a borderline pest; Shannon took the title of the most annoying. Fortunately, the former of the two still wasn't in school for whatever reasons that she had heard about from the gossip.
"Why do you say that?" the transfer student asked, frowning at her tone.
"Kanbara-san plays the snare drum and it wouldn't fit well with three other stringed instruments," the green-eyed girl explained, taking the cello off its side and sitting in the chair squarely and resting the head of the instrument on her shoulder before looking at the blue eyed girl. "I'm sure that Suzuki-sensei had an idea of a quartet for our project."
Shannon sighed, bored from the silence that followed, causing her to go and grab her unpack her violin. Shortly, the rest of the quartet and the music teacher walked in joined them and their assigned sheet music was handed out, leaving the four to examine the sheet music and their respective parts.
"Moonlight Densetsu?" inquired Zoe, looking over her violin piece.
"It looks like it'll be a pretty piece," Kouichi noted as his eyes carefully traced through the notes. "Don't you think so, Kasei-san?"
Nazu shrugged, her eyes following her own set of black splotches; it seemed fairly simple. The brunette put the music on her stand and began fingering the notes slowly as various brass and woodwind instruments began playing through their own music sheets before joining the dissonance of the music room that only a master musician, like Suzuki-sensei, could pick through, finding sour notes and out-of-tune instruments.
The green eyes then darted as she heard two female voices instead the experimental noises of bow against string as her own came to an abrupt stop. "Why aren't you playing?" inquired Nazu, rather annoyed.
The blonde turned towards the cellist, a frown on her face. "Sorry," she apologized, "we just got a little carried away."
"It's funny how conversations are able to diverge," laughed Shannon, switching the sheet music—presumably—back. "So, Nazu, what do you think of the music?"
The girl shrugged in response. "I don't really care," she answered. "The cello part is always the crappiest of the bunch."
"I'm sure the base has it worse," Zoe mentioned.
The brunette was about to continue but she stopped herself, realizing that it would only be a distraction and turned back to her music, answering, "Whatever. Just get back to playing the music, would you? I want to be able to play this tomorrow."
The blonde frowned in response. "Geez, we don't need another Kouji," she muttered, turning to her own music.
"Oh, I'm sure Kasei-san isn't another Kouji," giggled the raven-haired boy, placing his viola back on his shoulder before proceeding to play through the music again.
- - -
School let out and Nazu walked her usual trek to her bus stop. Nothing was out of sorts and she arrived on time and, as usual, the bus was running late. The student let out an irritated sigh as she bowed her head. I have to find a new route, she thought to herself.
Suddenly, out of nowhere, something landed on the brunette's shoulders, causing her to almost pitch forwards into the road but the girl's searching hands caught the bus stop sign. She twisted around, butt landing on the sidewalk and her eyes fell upon a black cat that stared at her with red eyes. "Damn cats," she muttered, grabbing the feline by the scruff and bringing it before her. "Do you belong to somebody or something? How about you jump on their backs."
"Oddio! Luna!" The pair looked up to see a familiar blonde running down the street from the school, causing the brunette to narrow her eyes.
"Orimoto-san, this is your cat?" she inquired in a low voice, presenting the cat that she called Luna, earning a hiss from the said feline.
"Yeah," Zoe answered, almost awkwardly, taking the fuming ball of fur from Nazu before offering a hand to the girl. "Did she attack you or something?"
"Yeah, your stupid cat just jumped on me like I was a mouse!" Nazu shouted, ignoring the offer and standing up on her own without dusting off herself and grabbing her bag. "How about you keep that animal on a leash?"
In turn, Zoe put a hand on her waist and retorted, "Normally, Luna doesn't attack people. Maybe she smelled a bit of catnip on you?"
"Why would I have catnip if I don't have a cat?"
The blonde rolled her eyes and the two turned away from each other, their argument lapsing into silence.
Nazu tapped her foot impatiently, checking her cell for the time. Stupid late bus, stupid quartet, stupid cat, stupid blonde…
"Hey, how far do you take the bus?" The brunette was suddenly pulled out of her silent cursing and she looked over at the blonde, a mixture of surprise and agitation on her face at the fact that the Italian had a sudden change in her tone of voice. Was she bi-polar or something? The girl scrutinized her classmate's face, noting that she was suppressing her own annoyance.
"Why do you suddenly care?" she answered suspiciously, narrowing her eyes. "Is this some kind of trick?"
The blonde rolled her eyes again. "I'm just trying to have a pleasant conversation, Anazuru," she answered.
Nazu accepted the statement before turning her attention towards the road. "About fifteen minutes by bus," she replied before adding in a low voice, "if it isn't any later."
"Well, maybe we can practice together?" suggested Zoe, the statement a little forceful as she held back an unseen wince as the cat clawed her.
"Maybe," answered Nazu but she made sure that her tone sounded more like a "no."
Silence entered the conversation again and it lasted like that until the Italian gave out a startled cry. Intrigued, Nazu looked over to see the commotion as Luna escaped from her master's hands and began bounding down the street, the blonde pursuing her and yelling her head off in Italian. Once they were both gone, she turned her attention back to down the street as the vehicle she was waiting for finally came into view.
To say Nazu wasn't interested by the previous events was to say that the sky wasn't blue, though she did her damnedest to not look down the street where the fur-ball and bi-polar master disappeared to, though failing when she caught her green eyes going down in the direction. The student contemplated the consequences she'd get from her mother for being later than usual and not bothering in calling. Ah, hell, she thought as she ran after the pair, following the strange gut feeling that had bubbled to the surface since Zoe and Luna had ran off.
On her way, the girl noticed that the streets were strangely empty. She blinked, a bad feeling coming over her. Then she heard it: a soft humming in the wind, a voice so sweet that if it had a taste it would be honey.
"Oh come my way, little ones to a world of magic and wonder…"
A shiver ran up Nazu's spine. Common sense would have told her to run away but her instincts were telling her to run to it instead. She did just that. As the girl continued, she saw people were in the streets and all walking in one direction, almost like they were in a trance.
"What the hell is going on here?" wondered the girl aloud.
"Naz!" called Shannon's voice, causing the girl to turn around and see the owner of the voice approach her at a run. "Do you know what's going on?"
"How would I know?" Nazu answered quickly.
"Do you have signal?" questioned the American. This caused the Japanese girl to check her own phone; the screen showed no bars what so ever. She told this to her classmate, causing her to become a tad panicked. "No signal and everyone is walking around like they're zombies! What has the world come to?"
"I don't know," answered the brunette. But I think that Orimoto-san and that damn cat of hers knows what's up. "Come on!" she shouted, taking the other girl's wrist in her hand before taking off through the crowd, heading to where they were going. As they continued, the crowd became thicker and harder to navigate and the music also became louder. Finally, they found what the source of the strange circumstances was (as nothing else stranger existed in the vicinity).
A large, alien looking tree had somehow twisted around a house, reaching high into the sky as if it had been growing there for hundreds of years. The duo suddenly realized what they had gotten themselves into.
"Nazu, look!" shouted Shannon, pointing to where the roots protruded from the ground. Nazu gaped, almost falling over at the sight: vines and roots had forced their way into the skin of the people who had gotten too close.
"We have to get out of here," the brunette said, her voice shaky. The American was quick to agree and they both began to turn away when they suddenly heard the shouts of "Lunar Winds," causing both girls to look back in hopes that someone else was too sane enough to have an idea of what was going on.
Their eyes floated over to the roof of a house where a sixteen year old looking girl wearing a sailor suit and silver hair done up in twin buns on the top of her head and long ribbons of hair flowing out from under them.
"Who's that?" Shannon asked.
"How should I know?!"
The two watched the figure jump from the building with surprising grace and power, almost as if she was flying, before entering battle with the tree's animated roots. Shannon was the first to get snapped out of her surprise, grabbing Nazu by the sleeve and declaring that this was a perfect chance to run. The brunette agreed and the two began to run off.
However, the zombie-like crowd had a different idea. Hands were quick to grab both girls, putting them up in the air and passing them over to the roots. They tried desperately struggling against the current of hands but it was no use; they arrived at the roots that wriggled to life. Hands set the girls down and they were left with the roots.
One lunged for Nazu and she was quick to dodge it. Shannon rolled out of the way of another. The two kept it up for a couple of more seconds but one had managed to wrap around their ankles. The brunette screamed as it entered her skin and she slowly felt her energy being sapped from her body. Instincts told her to fight but the exhaustion left her with little to do, making the girl collapse.
What was this tree? And who was the girl…?
"Lunar Winds!"
The energy flow suddenly stopped and Nazu found herself facing a black cat that she recognized as Luna. "Out of all people," the cat muttered, placing a small gold brooch before her.
The Japanese girl winced. Did the cat just speak?
"Take this," Luna instructed. "You too, Ms. Shannon Lakes."
Nazu oddly did as the cat told. After all, the best that could come of this was something that could help. The two girls exchanged looks of disbelief and fear. Then, suddenly, the two items glowed maroon and orange and etched the planetary sign of Mars into Nazu's brooch and the planetary sign of Venus into Shannon's.
"Mars and Venus, I'd say that's rather fitting," commented the cat. "Now, say, 'Mars Power: Make Up!' and 'Venus Power: Make Up!' And be quick about it, Sailor Moon is going to need help."
"What the hell is all of this?" Nazu finally demanded, overcoming her shock. "How in the world are you able to even talk?"
"I'll explain that all later, Ms. Anazuru Kasei," answered the cat hurriedly, "Just hurry up and transform!"
The American and Japanese girl did as they were told, saying the phrase that corresponded with their given symbol. In a flash of light the two were dressed in similar white sailor suits to the girl that was fighting with the tree, the latter having maroon collar and miniskirt and forest green ribbons, chocker and boots that came to her cafes and the former with a light orange collar, miniskirt, and high heels with loose leg fabric and light teal ribbons and chocker. Both had a gold tiara embedded with a ruby and citrine respectfully.
"A skirt?!" Nazu couldn't help but cry out angrily.
"Don't mind the skirt, mind the roots!" Luna shouted. "Free the people!"
"And how—?" the brunette began but was quickly interrupted when a root came out of the ground and tried reaching for her. The Scout grabbed the cat as she rolled out of the way.
"Sea Foam Love!" called Shannon, giving air kisses with both hands, forming a mass of heart-shaped bubbles glowing with gold energy that exploded on contact with the roots, causing them to denigrate. Nazu gapped.
"How did you—?"
"Elementary, my dear Naz," answered the American, smiling proudly. "We're magical girls and we do what magical girls do: fight with magic attacks! Haven't you seen Wedding Peach?"
"I don't watch anime," answered the brunette, turning towards the roots. She glared at the roots, holding out her hands and cried, "Firebird Inferno!" Fireballs appeared in her hands that roared to life and into the form of two large birds that sore through the roots and set the tree ablaze.
The soft music that had been echoing suddenly came to a halt and those who were standing collapsed as if just freed from a spell. The silver haired girl jumped down to join the two girls and examined the two girls with her blue eyes. "More Scouts?" she asked quizzically.
"Yep!" answered Luna. "Sailor Mars was the one who managed to break the people out of their trance."
"Then you're Sailor Moon?" asked Shannon, eyes sparkling. "We get to fight with you? This is cool!"
"Um…thanks?" Sailor Moon answered awkward.
"How about an explanation?" suggested Nazu, interrupting.
"I still have to finish off the tree," the silver haired girl answered, looking towards the tree and then back again, "How about a triple attack?"
"Sure!"
"If it'll means that an explanation is given, fine."
The three Scouts called off their attacks. Wind fed the flames and the blades causing the energy packed bubbles to explode, causing the tree to fall apart in charcoal pieces that quickly turned to ashes before hitting the ground. Sailor Moon summoned the wind again to make sure that the ash didn't pile on top of those who had collapsed onto the ground.
With the tree gone, Luna turned to the triad and said, "I'll take care of this giant mess. Sailor Moon, Mars, Venus, you all head to headquarters; you explain the nitty-gritty to the new girls, okay?"
Sailor Moon nodded and waved for the two girls to follow her. Nazu and Shannon shrugged and chased after her.
- - -
After the three de-activated their transformation and was about to get on with the introductions, they were left surprised by who was who.
"Zoe?" Shannon gaped.
The said blonde returned the surprise. "Shannon? Nazu? I completely didn't recognize either of you!"
"Are you nuts, I could easily see that Shannon was—whatever her name was," Nazu said, slightly confused and annoyed. "The disguise was paper-thin!"
"Are you nuts? Shannon had ridiculously long blond hair in a ribbon and looked sixteen! Heck, Anazuru, you're hair and eyes were different too!"
"Huh…" Shannon thought aloud. "Maybe it's a natural magic meant to keep our secret hidden?"
"I'd guess so…"
"All right, how about that explanation?" the brunette cut in. "What was that tree thing about? How is your stupid cat able to speak? And how about the magical girl outfit?"
"Well…" Zoe began, almost unsure how to put her thoughts into words that wouldn't lead to confusion. Somehow she managed to and the two girls were able to understand for the most part.
"So, basically, we're magical girls with no set enemy?" Shannon inquired as they walked.
"Basically," answered the Italian.
"Well, that's just great," muttered the third of the triad.
"Is annoyance your default setting or something?"
"Is bi-polar yours?"
"Okay!" the strawberry blonde cut in, suddenly clapping her hands in hopes of avoiding a fight between the two girls. "Well, I'm willing to give this little team a shot!"
"Well, it's good to know that two of us are willing to take the mantle of this Sailor Scout club," the blonde said before turning towards the brunette. "And you, Anazuru?"
"No thanks," answered Nazu. "This is just plain crazy. I already have enough on my plate."
"Studying?" asked Shannon.
"Other things," growled the dark-green-eyed girl before turning away. Everything was already crazy at home: her grandmother was from Osaka, she had school, the cello, her family life… The last thing she needed was something that should belong to a children's anime.
- - -
The room was dimly lit by a single light bulb that was on twenty-four hours and seven days a week—since that was how the prince had ordered it— and the light casting shadows on vintage furniture and elegant bookshelves that looked as if it belonged to an Irish castle; the only oddity was a large crystal where a figure stood before it, resting a white gloved hand against it. The figure, a young man looked not a day older than sixteen with white hair that reached down to his chin and close that matched, however, his hazy blind eyes were ancient and had a hard time distinguishing the shapes of objects.
However, where vision failed him, the strange young man's hearing was able to pick up the faintest sounds, including the silent opening of the door. "Gaillo?" inquired the young man, remaining in front of the large crystal.
"Yes, your Highness," said the man in a hooded cloak as he stepped into the room, carefully closing the door behind him before bowing and removing the hood an allowing the dim light to shine dully on a thirty-year-old face and thick blond hair.
"The Crystal? Does she have it?" the prince asked softly.
The man dipped his head low in shame. "No," he answered, "In every instance I've seen her fight, the girl doesn't show signs of having the Crystal."
"Is there more?"
"Yes," the bowing man replied, lifting his head. "Sailor Moon has been joined by two new Scouts."
"Two?" repeated the blind teen, finally turning towards him and fixing his eyes on his underling. "This is going to be a bigger problem."
"Indeed." The man stood and brought forth a crystal that glowed green; it rose and spun, giving off a stream of green energy that diverged into the two males and the bigger crystal and once the energy was sapped from the rock, it fell back into the hand and was put away. "It will be harder to get energy, however, your Highness, I'm sure that we can use this to our advantage: three Scouts will be able to find the crystal a lot better than one can."
The prince pondered his underling's words for a moment before nodding his agreement. "You're right, Gaillo. My friend, I shall put my trust in you but do not trip up; we can't afford to lose the Crystal again." The boy in white rested a hand on the crystal again. "If you do, we'll have to forever scrap by for the energy from these humans."
"Right, your Highness. I will not fail."
The prince smiled.
Chapter 2: End. Oh, who's this new bad guy? :3 Well, we shall see later (and, dear god, it's not Prince Diamond!) Okay, explanations for the Sailor Moon fans out there that want to kill me for playing with their powers. First, the element I gave Shannon/Venus has multiple explanations but the main one is that Shannon is the Warrior of Water from my story Somebody's Hero and Venus's counterpart, Aphrodite, was said to be born from the sea after Cronus slew Uranus and threw his…genitals…into the sea. And yes, Nazu has been made out to be a bit of a bitch but, don't worry, she gets WAY better! Nazu's name is given a bit more of a…real Japanese word name…Anazuru is based after the verb that means "to despise" and her original last name in this is way different than her original one but that's just to do what Mrs. Takeuchi did with her characters and their names. Um…the magic is my explanation on why no one can recognize them but those who actually know the identities aren't affected by the magic and they can see the girls clearly, this is why Nazu and Shannon are able to recognize each other initially but not Zoe and vice versa. This is also my theory of how it worked in the anime. As for how the "monsters of the day" work in this, each one has some sort of subduing power but has a different way of doing it. Uh…I can't think of anything else…I really don't want to talk people's ears off, so if you guys have questions, just ask and I'll take note to answer them in the next chapter.
