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*Bad day at the office?*

Zombie bodies and parts flew into the air as the mysterious object headed rapidly towards the girl’s position

The scouts stepped cautiously backwards but Sarina closed in and prepared to take it head on.

“Here.”, said Sailor Moon tossing her shotgun to Sailor Mars.

Before she could respond with a terrified ‘No!’ Sailor Mars had clasped the gun in her hands.

Streaming through the crowd of undead, a bright, overloaded, blue wagon sped with such force and weighty velocity that as Sarina intercepted it she took great effort to slow it down.

Halting it with her hands, her boots scraped on the bitumen causing her to slide backwards. The blue cart came to a stop and two cats sprang forth, immediately they headed to the nearest scouts.
“Artemis!”, said Sailor Venus to the white cat.
“Luna!”, said Sailor Mercury to the other.

Sarina without a moment to spare lifted out a large multi barrel weapon and rested it upon her hip. She knelt low and fumbled through coils of ammunition and found the feeder line's connector.

Meanwhile Sailor Mars was trying to let go of the rifle in her own hands, but each time she pushed it away, another part of her would pull it closer.
‘Click’ went the line into the mini-gun.
‘Flick’ went the switch and Sarina pointed the wepaon toward the roving zombie wall.
‘vvhhhhhHHHHH’ went the spiraling barrels coming up to speed as Sarina’s finger hovered over the red trigger.

As the girls attention drifted away from the cats, they all happened to notice the noise and Sailor Moon at the same time.

“Oh shit-t-t!”, said Sailor Venus plunging to the ground. Mercury and the rest quickly dove and leapt to the sides dropping low.

‘V-v-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e!’ fired the cannon.
Zombies exploded, bursting into a fountain of juice and greyed chunks as the seemingly endless bullets from the mini-gun ploughed straight through them. The scouts covered their heads as they lay on the ground, all except for Sailor Mars who lay whispering to herself whilst stroking the shotgun.

“… Precious?”, said Sailor Mars to the rifle. “… My … precious?…”, she whispered.

Glass, plaster, concrete and corpses blew into the air as Sarina efficiently waved the gun slowly back and forth.

‘V-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e!’ poured out the bullets, the casings streamed to the ground while more shells were fed from the cart.

“Oh yeah, rest in pieces you turds!”, said Sailor Moon.

Sailor Venus yelled over the noise, “Where did you get that!?”

“I won it at the expo.”, said Sailor Moon, “’Most likely to go postal’ competition.”
“I see.”, said Sailor Venus, “How can you lift it?”
“It’s the ladies version.”, said Sailor Moon continuing to slaughter the defenseless enemies. “Titanium, carbon alloy. You should have a turn.”
“Ah, that’s ok.”, said Sailor Venus.

The zombies fell, the passages were clearing. Sarina administered a deadly toll, but as she did this, they were still reforming, but now they were reforming faster. The canon would soon be out of bullets and the zombies would still be advancing. Though in their bizarre haste to be reformed, the zombies looked less and less like zombies, they began to resemble, grey melted candles in a human form.

Sarina noticing the change knew this was a losing battle, a decision had to be made.

“Ah hell, I was saving this up.”, said Sailor Moon to herself. “Luna, get your furry ass over here.”