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    Inside the Hino residence, Gai/Sho looked at the two men waiting for an explanation.  Building his resolve, he closed his eyes and began to speak.

    "This armor I wear is very old.  It was made by a race of aliens that came to Earth a very long time ago.  It was a suit of space armor, allowing them to control their ships.  They came to Earth to develop a weapon system."

    "And, they failed.  Right?"  Yuuichirou put in.

    Sho opened his eys and shook his head.  "Wrong.  They were very succesful.  The weapon still exists to this day."

    "Riiiight.  If this weapon exists, where is it?"  the young shrine worker asked sarcastically.

    "It is the human race itself.  The aliens, Advents, developed the human race as a self contained bio-weapon.  The basic human can have his gene structure manipulated so that he can adopt a second, stronger battle form:  The Zoanoid.  The Cronos Corporation was trying to take over the world, and use the human race's potential in a war against some other planet.  I don't know the exact details of that, so don't ask.  They had infiltrated most positions of power and were ready to take over the planet in a one-day coup."

    Sho fell silent and looked towards the ground.  With mouth hanging open in shock, Yuuichirou stared at Sho.  His mind still went over what he just heard.

    Hino-san asked, "What happened and why did the aliens leave?"

    "Okay.  The aliens left, because one of them beceme curious about how one of their armors would react to a human.  The results were more than they could have imagined, and it frightened them.  The Advents could not control a human wearing the armor.  They called it: Guyver.  Around 11 million years ago they left, leaving behind three of their armors in a dormant state.  I wear one of them.  The other two have been destroyed.  I used the Guyver armor to stop Cronos from accomplising their goals.  I don't know how I did it, my mind is somewhat blank in that area."

    The elderly preist examined Sho thoughtfully.  "There's a bit more to the story than that, isn't there?"

    Sho sighed, knowing that the preist wouldn't give up.  "I might as well tell you, it might convince you of the danger of knowing about the Guyver.  My father and my girlfriend were captured by Cronos and turned into Zoanoids.  They were mind-controlled and sent after me."

    Sho clenched his fist and banged it into a wall, with tears in his eyes.  "I killed them.  Cronos wouldn't let the mind contol up, and I was forced to kill them.  I...I...."

    With tears openly streming down his face, Sho huddled up on the floor.  The two men were shocked at how cold Cronos was and what Sho had to do.  Hino-san looked at his young assitant.  As their eyes met, they nodded and silently got Sho to his feet and guided him to his room.  After they were certain their new friend was going to cry himself to sleep, they walked quietly away.

    When the two men returned to the first floor, Yuuichirou whispered, "I can't believe what I just heard."

    "I know what you mean.  Still, Sho's story feels true.  Or at least, he believes it's true.  And I have the feeling, that what he told us is where we really came from."

    "Sho?"

    Hino-san sighed and replied, "Sho Fukamachi.  I'm quite sure that even you heard about his disappearance.  While we were all getting on with our daily lives, he was fighting to protect us.  And, his only reward is total loneliness.

    Shaking his head at the pain and suffering, Hino-san said, "Yuuichirou, this conversation with Sho didn't happen.  Only when the three of us are alone, will we talk about what we found out today."

    "I understand.  So what are you going to do?"

    Hino-san replied, "Apparently, all he has left is his sense of duty to humanity.  If he could become friends with the Sailor Senshi, his pain might be eased a bit.  But to do that, he would have to. .."

    "Get into battles with the Senshi's enemies," a voice finished.

    The two men spun around and saw Sho, still a bit bleary eyed.  Sho smiled a bit at the looks on the faces of the two men.

    Rubbing his eyes, Sho said, "Surprised?  Don't be.  I've gone through that so many times before, that I can usually recover in a couple of minutes."

    Yuuichirou stammered, "I-I'm sorry about your father and girlfriend."

    "Why?  You had nothing to do with it.  I killed the one who was responsible."

    "Matter of honor.  Understandable action," Hino-san observed.

    "Er. Okay," Sho said while rubbing the back of his neck with his hand.  "So, you want me to go back into being a hero full time?"

    "I didn't say that," Hino-san countered.  He narrowed his eyes while looking at Sho.  "You did quite an about face."

    Sho looked across the ground to where he fought the Daimon. "That second Daimon attack wasn't here by accident.  It was hunting me.  I have had it with being hunted.  I'm fighting back.   I still don't want  you talking about the Guyver unit.  Even though Cronos is gone, their still might be some Zoanoids bent of revenge.  They probably won't attack me, but they will definetly attack you."

    Yuuichirou asked, "Why won't they attack you?"

    "I'm used to killing them in groups of twenty or more."

    Sho received two blank looks.  Stroking his chin, he thought about what he had just said.

    "Yes, you heard right.  I've killed monsters that are in groups of twenty or more.  Or should I say humans, since that's what they were?"

    Yuuichirou replied, "This is insane.  How many people have you killed?"

    Sho looked off into the distance.  "I don't know.  Proceesing tanks filled with newly formed Zoaforms, vast armies, bases.  All destroyed.  Death count is probably in the millions."

    Shaking his head, he contiued, "My choices were to either surrender or fight.  If I gave in, the world would have been enslaved."

    Hino-san held up a hand to silence his shrine worker, and said, "Don't dwell on that.  As you said, you didn't have much choice.  Let's get back to the topic of the Sailor Senshi and the Daimons.  How will you find them."

    "Oh, I have some ideas on that,"  Sho replied with a smirk and picked up a newspaper.  "From what you've told me, those creatures will hunt for dedicated people.  Such as the actor mentioned in this paper.  He'll be at the park tomorrow."

    "Dedicated?  I definitely heard them say 'pure'."

    "True.  But, from the more famous ones attacked I've concluded that the people bothered by the Daimons are either obsessed or highly dedicated to a single goal.  That is probably why that attack did not bother me, since I reallly don't have a goal or much of anything."

    *I'm not going to tell them yet that I've been killed or had major parts of my body blown away several times.  If I had something like that inside of me, it is probably long gone.*

    Sho headed back towards his room. "I'm going to get some sleep.  I have the feeling it will be a busy day tomorrow."
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