This is a crosspost from my blog Heroine Battleground

The original post contains pictures of the characters, although not of the battle itself. Sadly I can't draw. Whoever wants to step in and change this shortcoming is very welcome to do so :)
The short scene also is a continuation from the last scene I posted. I think you can figure out yourself, which that is...

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Asuka presents - Sailor Venus' death?
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Minako turns to leave the bar. Her Sailor Uniform is luckily not really ruined, and that her panties are missing is not visible, as long as she doesn't move to wildly and her orange skirt starts dancing.
"Hey, girl, who's gonna take care of that?" The barkeeper points to Asuka's destroyed body and all the blood. Sailor Venus looks up. She clenches her teeth. "You see that this bitch hurt my arms! I can't really do that!"
The man looks at the blond sailor-scout and waves her to the back. "Come, I will have someone take care of that. For a little payment."
The way he intones the last words make Venus cringe inside, but she nods finally. She is led to the back.

A group of men escort her backwards, down a corridor, a stairs upwards, around a corner and into a little room with nothing more than a chair. "Sit down there, girl. Our healer will take care of you in a moment."
Minako looks confused. What kind of game might this be? It sure liked as if they were about to rape, her, but in an empty room like this? The men leave the room, and Sailor Venus takes the time to walk around. The floors and walls are wooden. Empty. There is a simple window in the opposite wall. A look outside confirms, that she couldn't really be held in this room. The floor is just one level below her. She would easily survive this jump. Her arms still hurt, and it would be hard to lose them, but...

The door to the room opens again, an old hag comes in and bellows at Venus: "Didn't they tell you to sit down in the chair?"
Venus immediately whirls around. Her skirt flutters up, for a moment not obscuring the view of her body up to her hips. It quickly settles again. "Oh." Too surprised to argue, Minako sits down in the chair.

The woman walks over to her and grabs her hands. Then everything happens very fast. There is a sudden surge of power. Sailor Venus feels as if a high current were sent through her body. She gasps and arches in the chair. Her field of view turns all red.

Sailor Venus stumbles out of the house. She doesn't quite know, what happened inside. The upper part of her uniform is now torn, too, her bra holds her breasts in place, she stumbles rather blind. Her arms hurt, her whole body hurts, she cannot really think. Anger rages through her body. There is a scream somewhere, and then a sharp pain all over her chest.

Jannah sees Sailor Venus stumble outside. She flexes her naked body. Jannah's frame is small and compact. Her 1,50meter sized body is not a bulk of muscles, but as she bends her naked form slightly forward, towards the blindly stumbling blond Sailor Scout, muscles can be seen playing under Jannah's naked skin. Her firm and for her size sure not undersized breasts dangle slightly. Then the fox-haired vicious warrior jumps. Her otherwise friendly face with the green eyes turns into an angry mask. Her eyes are slits, her mouth open. A wildbattle cry sounds from her throat. She slashes down with her knife.
The knife cuts deep. With one violent movement, the naked Jannah tears it downwards over Sailor Venus upper body. It leaves a line of red blood and cuts Venus bra in two parts.

"ARR!", Sailor Venus screams and arches as this new pain adds to the rest. As she arches, her bra slowly slides away to both sides, her breasts are exposed. Actually, Venus is only left with her orange skirt, boots and gauntlets. The slash is not too deep, but painful. Blood oozes from the line, which runs from above Venus left breast, between them slightly towards the right side of her belly.

The force sends the arching teenager to the side, but after a few stumbling steps, she regains her balance, and with a whimpering sound, she whirls around again. At the same time the Submachinegun in her hand flares and sends bullet in a half circle around Sailor Venus. Her skirt lifts a bit again, as she turns back, but not far enough to uncover her naked sex or her ass. Minako's hair flies, following the movement.

Jannah already charges at Sailor Venus again as the Sailor Scout spins around. She sees the Submachinegun flare in Venus hands, but it is too late to stop. The bullets stitch a line of red dots over Jannah's belly. Below her bellybutton, at hip-heights they slam into her naked form, avoid her hairless sex, and show, what little use muscles and training are against a fast series of guns. Jannah's charge is slowed terribly. "HUUUNNNNNNGH!" She moans and immediately folds forward, the knife drops, her arms fold in front of her bleeding belly.
Jannah bends forward. Drops of blood fall to the ground. Her face contorts with pain.

Minako says nothing at all. She lowers her gun, as Jannah slowly "walks' towards her. Jannah keeps staggering forward, step my step. Her naked body shudders once, she stops, but then takes another step. A helpless, agonized-sounding moan erupts from her throat. Her last few aimless steps carry her past Sailor Venus. Then the naked woman collapses forward to her knees. She stays there for a long moment, as blood pools around her. Then she lifts her head.

Tears run from Jannah's eyes, confusion and pain mix into a unique, desperate expression. Some blood drips from her lips. Only a little. She opens her mouth as if to speak. But before she can, another shiver runs through her body. Without any clothing to cover her, without any armor to protect her, the bullets finally take her life. Before Jannah can speak, this last shiver, a last reaction of her muscles, the vain attempt to push the pain out of her body, away, is her last action. She sags forward and drops to the side, dead.

Sailor Venus lower her head. With only her orange skirt still covering her own body she silently walks past Jannah, her thoughts lost, she feels empty, and deep inside she feels the question "Why?"