Upon Shattered Dreams

Disclaimer: I do not own Sailor Moon. I do not own Lord of the Rings. I do not own Fate and Destiny. I don't even own Feyt (it belongs to another author; Isobelle Carmody). I do, however, own Däestyni. And anything else you don't recognise. I am writing this purely for the sake of my sanity. I don't want to make money (though that would be nice). Please don't sue. Please don't copy. Please go on reading.

Summary: She is the promised one of whom the prophets spoke of long ago, she is the Silgaladhiel, the bringer of light, the shining one- she is Cosmos. And destined to walk an endless dark road, will her reluctance to fight and accept her destiny send Middle Earth into an age of chaos?

Prologue- Entwining Fates

Cosmos smiled silently as the last drop of life flowed out of her.

The battle was lost.

Chaos had won over her. Darkness had overcome light. There was no essence in her existence. She lost the fight. She was defeated. Now Chaos reigned, and her presence will be banished from this world forever. Chaos and Cosmos fought through the millenniums, not necessarily because they wanted to, but because it was in their natures. One was the essence of light and purity, whilst the other darkness and destruction. There was no way they could co-exist in harmony. One had to die. And this time, it was Cosmos.

But Cosmos wasn't sad. In fact, she felt strangely serene. Serenity, hm... she contemplated. That had once been her name. As had Usagi, Sailor Moon, Neo-Queen Serenity, the Messiah, the bunny. They had all been her names. Yet they weren't her true name. Her true name was her identity. Cosmos. That was her. The light of the world.

Cosmos smiled again. Maybe now she could finally escape the two things she had never ever been able to escape before- fate and destiny. Maybe now she could rest in peace, now that her job was fulfilled. She could die fade away, just like her friends, just like Endymion.

Cosmos did not fear death. She had already died when her beloved died. Her spirit died already. What use was her body then? She could join them. Cosmos closed her eyes. She was so tired. So tired of fighting, of having to be the strong one. Now she could rest in peace. With her friends, and together they would lie in the Void forever. Nothing could tear them apart.

Nothing.

"Feyt you idiot!" screamed Däestyni, splashing through the thin stream of silver liquid that surrounded her twin sister. Ignoring Feyt's annoyed look, Däestyni continued her rampage. "Feyt you've really messed things up now!"

Feyt looked up from her pond. "What, dear sister, has happened now? Can you not see that I am extremely busy? I, unlike you, have endless work which must be attended to immediately lest men and women lie in uncertainty." Her voice was hazy and melodious.

Däestyni groaned and replied impatiently, "Stop trying to impersonate that mystical thing. You know that you can't fool me. You just sound like an idiot."

Feyt stood up, looking indignant. "Fine," she said stubbornly, her voice suddenly very crisp and far less misty. "Be that way." Feyt glared at her sister, and then jumped over a branch of the stream. She kneeled down, and ran her long slender fingers through the silver liquid. A strand of her long blond hair fell in. Feyt squealed and pulled it out.

Däestyni rolled her eyes and stamped her foot impatiently, shaking the ground.

The place they were in was rather peculiar. There were streams and ponds of silver liquid everywhere, like a web of water. Yet the silvery liquid was not water. The surface was smooth and had a luster. The round pools reflected the two sisters hundreds of times across the surface, like a maze of mirrors. Smoky fog rose from some areas, making it seem mystical. Looking up, one could see that there was no sky, nor sun, nor moon or stars. It was a simple hollowness, a never ending tunnel of hollowness. Yet it wasn't dark, in fact, light itself seem to spiral down.

This was the Lair where Feyt spent her life in, channeling and directing the flow of the liquid, and controlling the fate of all those who lived. Not a single soul escaped her sharp playful eyes. Their fates were the water, and Feyt directed them towards whatever she fancied.

Feyt and Däestyni were twin sisters, yet they were as different as day and night. Feyt had flowing long blond hair and sparkling blue eyes that danced with mischief. Däestyni, on the other hand, had short black hair, which was usually tied back into a small ponytail and deep chocolate brown eyes that shone with intelligence. Their personalities were also diverse. Däestyni played her role to perfection, planning out the lives of the living. She was the older one, and naturally assumed more responsibility. Feyt, on the other hand, was blithe and careless, often making blunders which her sister had to fix for her.

Feyt wrinkled her nose in displeasure as she saw a little ripple in one of the streams. She bounced up and was about to jump over when Däestyni blocked her path outright.

Frustrated, Feyt gave up on avoidance and asked her sister, "What is up Däestyni? You're being a pest."

Her comment sparked anger in Däestyni. "A pest!" she half-yelled. "You've completely screwed up and you're calling me a pest? Don't you know what you have done, Feyt?"

Feyt shrugged. "I do lot of things."

Däestyni rolled her eyes. "Feyt, you're so irresponsible. People say that fate is cruel, but really, Feyt is just a blundering careless fool who can't even tie up her hair!"

The last comment agitated Feyt. "I can so too!" she cried out indignantly. She swung her beautiful shiny hair around and started to brush it. "Now Däestyni hurry up and tell me what you want so that I can get back to work. I'm very busy."

"Really?" asked Däestyni sarcastically. "And are you so busy that you forgot you accidentally killed of Cosmos?" she dropped in mock casually.

Feyt suddenly stopped her combing. She looked up. "I killed Cosmos?" Her voice was that of disbelief, but it trembled ever so slightly.

Däestyni nodded fervently. "She's dead. Dead as a rock, dead as a dead bird, dead that brush you hold in your hand, dead as-"

"Aright already!" screeched Feyt, interrupting her sister rudely. Feyt paused, and chewed her thumb interestedly. "I suppose that wasn't meant to happen, was it?" she commented lightly.

Däestyni nearly blew up in rage. "OF COURSE IT WASN'T MEANT TO HAPPEN! Do you know what could happen now that Cosmos is dead, and the balance is tipped?"

"Shut up already Däes!" cried Feyt. "I know just as well as you what could happen, okay? The last thing I need is a two hour lecture from you."

Däestyni forced herself to remain calm. She spoke again, this time, her voice deadly icy. "How do you plan to fix it? The unbalance is already to take effect." She pointed to the ripple. "You see that? That's the start. It is going to get worse. Soon this whole place will be flooded. If there is no balance, there is no Fate, there is no Destiny, and there is no life."

"Däestyni," began Feyt calmly, "Your screeching, as passionate as it may be, does little to help. We just have to solve this problem, easy. We've been through worse."

"Yeah, and how are you going to solve it then?" asked Däestyni sarcastically.

Feyt shrugged. "Easy. She's dead and that tips the balance. We bring her back to life and the balance is restored, then Fate and Destiny continue on, and life returns to normal. Could it get simpler?"

Däestyni looked as if she could explode. "FEYT!" she shouted as she trembled in rage, "I knew you were an idiot but I had no idea you were this bad! You can't just simply kill off someone and then bring them back to life, that's against the Flow of Nature. Even we have to obey the Greater Force. Besides, you know just as well as I do that after the living dies, they are in the hands of Haedeis, ruler of the Void. We have no control over them then."

Feyt tapped her head gently and smiled at Däestyni. "Dear sister," she said cheerfully, "All those years thinking logically must've turned your brain numb! Can we not think outside of the square?"

Däestyni frowned. It was typical of Feyt to be unpredictable and quite often unstable. What idea did she come up with? "What?"

Feyt leapt up. Grinning widely, she replied, "We send her to another world."

"Ha?"

"Well, we can't bring her back to life, and we can't control her now that she is dead. But we can divert her soul away from her world and into another one. Thus, she has died in one world, but she is still alive in the universe, because she is living in another world. All I have to do is divert her stream of fate away from her original course and into somewhere else."

Däestyni could've laughed out loud, or cried, for that matter. "Feyt!" she exclaimed, "You always make things seem so easy! It's not. If Cosmos is transported into another world, then it would unsettle the balance of that world! She is the Light and she will cause the balance of that world to tip towards to good side. And as much as that would be nice, we can't allow that to happen! We'll end up where we've started- with a tipped balance!"

Feyt jumped over a small fast flowing stream, and started walking. "That's where you're wrong, Däestyni," she said smugly. She turned back to her stern-faced sister. "What if the world is already out of balance?" she asked. "What if the balance of that world, on its own accord, was tipping towards the dark side?"

Däestyni was confused. "What do you mean?" she asked.

Feyt pointed to a large pool of swirling water. "This is the world of Middle Earth. The balance there is tipping- towards the evil. Can you not see the dark tint, or smell the foul stench?"

Sure enough, when Däestyni examined carefully, there was a shadowy essence reflected in the water. Däestyni leaned closer, and immediately snapped back up. She nearly choked at the unpleasant odour the lake gave off.

Feyt smiled at her sister's reaction. "Told you so," she said smugly.

Changing the topic, Däestyni asked, "What do you propose then?"

Feyt kneeled down and placed her hand over the plateau beside the river, eyes closed and brows furrowing in concentration. Light flashed under her soft slender fingers, and moments later, a narrow trench appeared.

Feyt looked up. "If we send Cosmos here, then her light will balance out the darkness."

"And then?"

"Once Middle Earth has restored itself and the balance corrected, Cosmos will leave, so that her presence does not upset it again. I will then divert her fate towards another world on the brink of darkness, and once that is restored, I will send her to another. It will be a cycle- a never-ending cycle. How does that sound, Däestyni?"

Däestyni didn't reply.

From how she created Cosmos, she knew that the Light would not like this. But then again, what choice did they have? So she nodded mutely.

Feyt smiled proudly, and began working more on the trench, with Däestyni along aiding her.

Within hours, a shallow but long trench extended from the world of Tokyo all the way to Middle Earth. Däestyni shared a troubled smile with her sister, who was too proud to notice Däestyni's hesitation.

Without another word, Feyt began work again, murmuring ancient words that sounded oddly familiar to Däestyni's ears and drawing symbols unknown to her. The sounds echoed throughout the cave, shaking the rocks. Däestyni felt goosebumps rise on her arms. She had never seen Feyt at work, and so always imagined her to be careless and immature. Never had she imagined that her sister could be so powerful, dangerous and commanding all at once.

Feyt's eyes suddenly snapped open. She drew in several deep breaths before she spoke again, this time her voice lacking any trace of humor. "She won't come."

Däestyni frowned. "Why?" she asked. "Is it Haedeis? I could talk to him and tell him to-"

"No," interrupted Feyt sternly. "It's not that."

"What is it then?" asked Däestyni.

"I told you. She won't come," replied Feyt vaguely as she closed her eyes again.

And Däestyni understood. She won't come. Cosmos didn't want to go to another world. She had just lied in the Void briefly, and spent a precious few moments away from Destiny and Fate, with the love of her friends. She didn't want to leave them. She was resisting Feyt's calling.

Feyt's eyes snapped open again. "It's no use," she groaned. "Cosmos is resisting my power with all her might. I can't get her to come."

"What can we do?" asked Däestyni. "Maybe if we lured her with something, something she desires... Maybe then she will come out."

Feyt pondered for a moment, and then a smile played on her lips. She snapped her fingers and raced back to the Middle Earth pool. There, she frowned, paused, and then smiled. She held up and finger, and swirled it in a clockwise direction. A stream of silver liquid flowed out from the pool and followed Feyt, cutting a trench on its own. Feyt walked along, and the liquid followed. Feyt stopped at the empty trench she had made before. She closed her eyes, and murmured a few inaudible words. The silver liquid flowed into the empty trench, forming an intersection.

Smiling, Feyt bent down and closed her eyes again, murmuring and drawing. This time, a stream of silver flowed slowly into the empty trench. The two streams of silver met, and became one. The combined stream, like a thin thread, flowed across the land, connecting the two worlds.

Feyt opened her eyes and grounded herself, releasing her centered energy. Smiling up at Däestyni, she whispered, "Cosmos has entered Middle Earth."

"What did you do?" asked Däestyni curiously.

Feyt shrugged and murmured, "One cannot escape the fate of one's calling."

"Now seriously Feyt, what did you do? What's that other stream?"

Feyt grinned cheekily at her sister. "Nor can one escape from the calling of one's heart."

"You mean..."

Feyt nodded.

"Oh Feyt..." groaned Däestyni. "You have no idea what you've just done. We've already broken Cosmos' heart once by killing Endymion. We cannot do it again. I fear that she will break. I truly fear that."

Feyt shook her head sadly. "That is her fate. I'm sorry that it had to happen to her. But it was the only way. She will understand. Perhaps they will have a happy ending."

"She will have to leave him eventually. How can that be happy?" questioned Däestyni.

"You never know, dear sister," replied Feyt mystically. "Their fates are entwined together, their hearts belong to each other, and their souls have found their other half. Strange things can happen then."

Däestyni did not know what to say, so she said nothing. Would Feyt's idea, crazy as it may seem, really work? Only time would tell. Däestyni felt sorry for Cosmos. But she didn't voice it out. All of them had their own destinies and fates. Hers was to set the destinies of others, yet she could not control her own. She could not leave the Cauldron. She had no choice, much like Cosmos. It was the way everything worked. It was the Greater Force.

Däestyni looked down at her Feyt. She had always been so strict and nasty to her sister. Däestyni could not remember the last time she praised or even smiled at her younger sister. She had always been scorning her, always putting on the impatient sarcastic tone. In her mind, Feyt was the troublesome one, always needing her help. Now that she looked carefully, Feyt did have her good points. Though careless she may be, she was good at heart and can pull herself together at the worst of times.

"Däes?" asked Feyt, waving her hand in front of Däestyni.

Däestyni awoke from her thoughts, and smiled at her twin. How cute she looked! "Yes, Feyt?"

"You will promise to visit me soon, won't you?" asked the blonde.

Däestyni nodded and kneeled down beside her twin. "Of course I will," she replied.

Feyt grinned and gave her sister a big beary hug. "Thank you. I get so lonely sometimes."

Lonely. That was what Cosmos must be feeling, thought Däestyni. Däestyni glanced at Cosmos' Stream of Fate over Feyt's shoulder. The liquid flowed pleasantly along into the darker pool of Middle Earth. Maybe things will work out. Just maybe.

Däestyni shook Feyt off. "I've got to go now. I'm glad that we sorted this out. Keep an eye on Cosmos, won't you?"

Feyt nodded. "Of course." Däestyni grinned and with another swift hug, left the Lair. Feyt turned back to the stream. The smile disappeared off her lips.

Why on earth was there a ripple in the middle of the stream?

Author's Notes: HI EVERYONE!!!

Let me introduce myself. I'm Amyranth. Call me Amy though. It saves you from tryping out another five additional characters. I've written a lot of fanfics. I've read a lot as well. But this is my first go at a SM/LORT crossover. Please be supportive. I know it's kind of cliche (the beginning anyway), but I've read so many and just wanted to try it out. It's like an adventure.

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Amy!