Chapter 1: 'A Dream of Rebirth'
Michiru slowly opened her eyes, finding herself in the midst of the ruins of a great palace. It's pure, white marble stones strewn across the rough pale ground. She suddenly felt the urge to look upward toward the sky. She saw the stars and this beautiful blue orb, "the earth," she thought silently. She looked around and walked toward what remained of a temple that seemed to lie at the heart of the ruined palace. The temple had a fractured crystal spire at its center and was surrounded by collapsed walls. Before the broken crystal spire was a severely damaged alter with strange pictographs, or hieroglyphic symbols. To her surprise, she could read them with ease. However they were heavily damaged and only made nonsensical phrases about some, 'silver crystal' and 'rebirth of the Silver Millennium.'
Michiru wanted to explore the ruins some more. She looked out at the devastated, desolate landscape. It seemed that an entire kingdom was obliterated here, judging by the state that the area was in it seemed a powerful enemy invaded it. There were collapsed buildings and columns everywhere. There seemed to be a large lake, but it was only a former shadow of itself and was a deep reddish brown color. She couldn't understand why there weren't any bodies. "This battle must have been enormous and no doubt the ground should have been littered with the slain," she whispered quietly to herself.
A cold wind blew against Michiru's back, which made her think about what exactly she was wearing. The fifteen-year-old girl looked down at herself. She saw that she was wearing a pair of beautiful strap-up heels and a tight mini-skirt bearing a large bow at its back all a deep navy blue color. Michiru continued to look at herself as she observed the tight, white, body-fitting sailor out-fit that covered her petite torso. She noticed a navy blue bow on her chest that held an oblong, turquoise gem in its center. The sailor suit had the typical sailor collar, which was also a navy blue color. Michiru felt something gently tugging around her neck and gracefully raised her hand to find a choker-necklace with an oblong pendant attached to it. She swiftly raised her hand again, this time to touch the tiara that adorned her forehead, which also possessed an oblong gem at its center. She figured the color of the gems in her tiara and choker matched the gem in her bow, the color of the seas, turquoise. She looked at her hands, covered in white gloves half way up her arm to her elbow and fringed in navy blue. 'No wonder why I am cold,' she thought silently to herself.
Michiru was so taken aback by her environment and attire that she just realized she was clasping some object with an intense grip that caused a painful pinching of the nerves in her hand. She held a mirror in her left hand; its name appeared instantly in her mind, it is the Deep Aqua Mirror. The back of the mirror was dark navy blue, save for a strange symbol that looked like a three pronged pitch fork with a line through it. The frame and the handle of the mirror were made of gold and though the glass reflected images, it was not the image of the holder that appeared in the odd mirror. The glass glowed with a swirling blue aura that looked like the currents in the depths of the ocean.
Suddenly, the mirror showed Michiru that she was not alone. The Deep Aqua Mirror showed her two other female figures dressed in a sailor out-fit just like her. One of these female sailor figures had long dark hair while the other had short light hair. The long, dark haired sailor figure held a staff with an orb framed by a heart while the light hair sailor figure clutched a sword to her breast. Michiru looked up and though she could not see them directly, she saw their glowing talismans. Her own mirror rose into the air and glowed vibrantly. Together, the three talismans lit up the night sky and a fourth sailor female figure emerged from the light. Her aura was a deep purple and she carried a glaive. Michiru felt her very soul shiver and the other girl dropped the glaive and a great purple wave of light rushed past her!
Michiru awoke suddenly to a cold, wet sensation on her forehead. It was a strange feeling, almost like seawater was being poured out onto the top of her head. "Why am I having this same strange dream over and over again and what does it mean?" Michiru asked herself as she ran to her bathroom mirror to see what was happening to her head. As she reached the mirror, she saw a glowing turquoise symbol forming on her head. "It was the same symbol that appeared in my dream on the Deep Aqua Mirror," she gasped!