Authors NOTE: This prologue has been rewritten and improved to accommodate changes which have been made to the future chapters. I apologise to those who liked the other beginning but it was not up to the required standards and therefore I withdraw it without guilt. Please enjoy the story.

P.S I apologise for not updating sooner. My only excuse is that I had an unscheduled "holiday" which was anything but relaxing and have been recovering from the sheer exhaustion it caused. MOVING ON. Enjoy the story

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Disclaimer: I, RYOUSRAYNE, do not own Tokyo Mew Mew or Mew Mew Power. This statement is applicable to the whole writers fiction and shall not be repeated.

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It was bright, the walls, floors and ceilings seemed to meld together; shadows were banished from every nook and cranny; every surface and interior seemed to be the same colour and every light remained unlit despite the late hour. The Mages who were already seated and who were anxiously awaiting the beginning of the assembly were cloaked in it. This light, it was everywhere, it seemed to see all and give away nothing. 'But why?' mused the latest arrival silently. 'Why now, Why was it here? Was it… , and if it was what was it doing here of all places?' He had arrived unnoticed something that he had become quite adept at. Slowly he crept to an unseen corner in the exterior corridor.

He turned the corner, walking calmly as if he had only now arrived. This time he made no attempt to hide his arrival.

He entered the cavernous hall with the all his usual confidence. It seemed for a second that certain mages froze in time, some even broke off in midsentence, one even went as far as to rub his eyes to ensure that he was in fact NOT hallucinating, but that fraction of time past and all once again continued. However this time he had a collection of discreet observers. His face showed no surprise at what he saw, a fact hat was noted by many of the council and other mages. Then again he was not known for expression of emotion. In fact he wasn't that well known to many in that hall, many of the present magi were visitors, although if they had known who he was the would have known his reputation, after all he was a mystery, and a mystery was always something all mages loved to solve. This mystery status had grown lately though after all he had not been seen for the past hundred years. However for those that did know him and those who had heard of him he was a sight to respect. Not to mention those who knew him and his history noted his appearance with more than the usual deliberation and consideration.

Seemingly unaware of the intense scrutiny rained down on his person , he continued at a even and catlike pace until he reached his appointed seat. A seat that had not been occupied for the past hundred years. As he sat down he mused and debated within his mind about the light and about he reappearance. It wasn't voluntary after all, infact he would have preferred to remain 'missing' for a few thousand years. 'Oh well magi can't be choosers.' He thought resignedly and then he settled down and began to observe the assembled and assembling magi, and then he observed and mentally analysed the source of the light; something that he had finally located at the centre if the floor, directly in front of the High Mages chair.. After all if he had been brought back it was for a reason and it had better be a good one.

The high mage for the past fifteen thousand year, Keichierro Mage of the Winds, entered the assembly hall. His entrance although not concealed went unnoticed by all except the lights source, everyone else was busy speculating about… other matters. The light flashed its acknowledgement causing all the magi who had assembled to cover their eye to prevent themselves from being blinded. Silence fell and the High Mage knew he know had the Assembly's attention.

Silently he surveyed the assembled mages. His eyes took in all, the old the young, the powerful the weak, the natural and the called. He saw and noted all of their presences and then his eyes fell on one. He immediately had to check himself from smiling in welcome and pleasure, such a thing could be disastrous. His eyes took in the figure, the sole figure who wore no mage robes of rank, the figure that he was privileged to know, the figure who represented a strong link to the past and future and the figure who he had not seen for a century. His eyes rested on the mage Ryou Skxlf Shirogane, The Spirit Mage.

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And so ends the new prologue. Please tell me whether or not you enjoyed it and please read the upcoming update .