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Mars, Moon and Neo Moon were confused, yes there was a pitched battle going on but it was not how they usually did things. Usually a single enemy, at most a pair, drained some people, they'd arrive, give a speech, dodge attacks for a while, then dusted the enemy. And after putting everything back to normal, they went about the rest of the day. This was what happened, it made sense, you could set your watch by it. What was not normal was for Venus and Jupiter to be launching attacks off at hordes of enemies like mad women while shouting out numbers. They were choosing to ignore the local with the sword merrily hacking her way through the throngs of little black men, there was no way she could be real. Moon cautiously shouted out to the two embattled senshi. "Are you girls feeling OK?"

"Never better Moon, Fifteen" Venus called back popping two more villains.

"Haven't had this much fun in years, Seventeen" Jupiter yelled as she took three Tiki out with a supreme thunder.

"What's with the numbers?" Mars asked dodging one of the Tiki.

"The Homicidal Homemaker over there said that the one that killed the most gets five gallons of homemade strawberry ice cream when Ranma finishes defeating the Principal, Sixteen." Venus said blasting another villain into black gunk.

Mars got a perplexed look on her face "Wait you are keeping score as to how many you kill? Who in their right mind would do that?"

"Moon Tiara Magic. Three."

"Pink Sugar Heart Attack. One."

"What are you two doing?" Mars asked with her hands on her hips. "We don't know anything about these people. For all we know they could be bad guys."

"She doesn't seem evil Auntie Mars, she's stopping these things from hurting people, Three."

"Yeah, I'm so sure that it's all some nefarious plot to trick us all and rule the world, Mwahahahaha, Five"

"Moon, I told you not to do your evil laugh in public anymore, and since when do you know what nefarious means?" Mars said raising one eyebrow.

"Aaawwwhhh. You never let me have any fun. Look if they are going to turn on us lets at least wait until we finish the black thingies off first, then we can dust the survivors. Eight."

"Wait since when do you make sensible plans?"

"I been playing Risk with my family, my twerp of a little brother says I'm kind of good at it. Nine."

Mars opened and closed her mouth like a fish for several minutes. "Never mind." Mars said as she sweat dropped "Mars Fire Ignite. One."

Redemption, Chapter 9