This would be the brain child of... I'm not even sure what, but it's pretty scary. And to those of you who were hoping for a sequel to "Masquerade," I might do one if you give me a good enough idea to work with, because right now, I've got nothing. And speaking of having nothing, I own nothing in this fic but the fic itself. So back off, you stupid lawyers (no offense to any lawyers actually reading this.)!
Clash
Summary- The time has come for Mamoru and Usagi to claim their rightful places as King and Queen of Terra. Thus, they set out, beginning first with the raising of Crystal Tokyo and moving west across the land. However, when they reach Europe, they find some opposition.
Prologue/Teaser
"Ready?"
The assembled group of men and women, numbering but fifteen, nodded.
Leading this group (as well as being its sixteenth member) was a young woman, appearing to be around twenty, with long silver-blond hair, cascading down her body to pool at her feet, despite the portion at the top of her head that was pulled into two matching buns. She cupped her hands over a point on her sternum just above her breasts, and when she pulled them back, a spectacular white crystal hung, suspended over her palm.
A tall, man with short black hair repeated her actions, and, upon producing a golden crystal of the same size and dimensions of the woman's, gave a signal for the other fourteen people to move into their positions. They promptly obeyed, implying the knowledge that in order for this endevor to be successful, timing had to be exact and every order was to be followed to the T.
If one did indeed imply this knowledge, they would be correct. After all, raising a city from over a thousand years worth of dirt build up isn't easy.