This is my second fanfic. Yay. After waiting forever for my computer to stop being such an idiot and start upgrading I finally have my second fanfic. I could jump for joy. And I'm on Spring Break. Yay me. I'm so happy. Anyways this is my second fanfic Medieval Times. Crappy I know. But the summary is even crappier. Sue me. I'm not so good with names or summaries. And this takes place near the end of the Order of the Phoenix. Right when Harry starts to take the prophecy.
Summary: Another world is on the verge of being destroyed because of magic. Harry Potter makes a wish that he wasn't where he should be. And Usagi is on a mission to save some lives. Not just some coincidence.
That's the summary. And just to let you know it's better than it seems. OK? Onward story!
"Harry, I don't think you should touch it."
But Harry didn't return his hand. His heart was pounding outside his ribs. He had bitten his lips so many times they had bruises. The situation was great. This yellowish dusty sphere had something to do with him and Lord Voldemort. Or course it was important. So it might be useful to them. The suspense was killing him. If he didn't grab it now it would probably hunt him forever. But if he did it might hurt him.
"Why not?" he asked, "It's something to do with me, isn't it?" She didn't say anything but he felt her fear. He was afraid himself. "Don't Harry," Neville pleaded suddenly. Harry glanced around to him. His and their faces were shining in sweat. They really looked like they couldn't take any more suspension. "It got my name on it," he said.
His fingers closed around the dusty yellow ball. It wasn't cold like he expected. It actually felt hot like it been in the sun for hours. He hoped something dramatic would happen. Something that would make their long and hard journey worthwhile. He picked it up from its dusty shelf and observed it. He was disappointed. Nothing had happen. He started to dust it off its dirt. They gathered around him.
Then a growling voice from behind said, "Very good, Potter. Now turn around, nice and slowly, and give that to me."
Lucius Malfoy and Lord Voldemort's Death Eaters appeared out of nowhere blocking their escapes. Their wands were pointing at him and all of his friends. He heard Ginny gasp. He surely didn't want his friends in any trouble. And with all of the Death Eaters around of course they were in trouble.
He clamped his eyes shut. He wished he never brought his friend to that place. He wished he had never seen that vision of Sirius. He wished they were somewhere else. He wished they were far far from there.
He heard the Death Eaters blank laughter, Lucius' along with them. Why wouldn't they? There he was with his eyes closed, wishing he were somewhere else, cornered in a room with at least twelve Death Eaters, all of them pointing their wands at them, like he was waiting for them to strike and get it over with, like some coward. Then their laughter stopped with gasp. Ron leaned over to him and said, "Harry, you got to see this." Harry opened his eyes and gasped.
There was a beautiful woman in a long white dress standing in front of them. To their surprise she was transparent. They could see her form but they could also see Lucius with a dumb look on his face. (An: Had to say that) Her hair was white, like snow, in two meatballs at the top of her head with long streamers going down beside her. Her skin was the palest they have ever seen. She had a white crown glittering at the top of her head. And a golden crescent moon on her forehead. Her eyes were the brightest of blue with small white tints. On her back was withering white wings.
She stared right into Harry's eyes. He felt she was looking in his soul. A small smile on her lips. He felt serene under her stare unlike the many stares of others. Then she began to speak.
"Harry Potter. Son of Saturn. Some of your wishes shall be granted. And your new journey shall begin. You shall love. And you shall hate. Trust your friends. Beware of betrayal. And have courage. You will face war, my dear. All of you. Ron Weasley. Son of Jupiter. Hermoine Granger. Daughter of Mercury. Neville Longbottom. Son of Venus. Luna Lovegood. Daughter of the moon. I am here if you need me."
There was the familiar growl from Malfoy. "And who are you?"
She turned to him. Lucius didn't lessen his glare. But he did take a step more into the shadows. She smiled. "Lucius Malfoy. Son of Mars. If you wish to ask me my name just say it like a person. Not growl it like an animal. OK?"
Harry grinned. She was making a fool out of Lucius. Something Harry dreamed he would do one day soon. But he found out it was much better to watch it happen. She turned back to them. "Trust my ancestors, children. I am Queen Serenity of the moon." As she said a wind begin to start and she begin to grow brighter until they had to shut their eyes. Harry heard a hiss. He opened his eyes again.
He was almost blinded by the light. But he saw Lord Voldemort in the entrance of the room. His red eyes wide with shock. He was whispering something. Harry looked over to Queen Serenity. She was almost invisible by the light. She had her hands clasped together as if in prayer. But she was crying. She looked at Lord Voldemort and Harry was shocked at the words she whispered to him before it went dark.
"I love you."
Usagi whipped clear the sparkling red blood from her leg as she cleaned herself. The injury was slight. But her leg was broken. And it sent pain up and down her left leg. If she had known Setsuna would put her ten feet above ground she would brace herself more. Maybe even actually land on her feet and not her leg. She did wound up passing out. She felt it break when she awaken and nearly cried. But she was on a mission and there was no need to cry this time. She needed to grow up. As she continued cleaning herself she remembered exactly what Setsuna had said to her.
After a meeting with both Inners and Outers together Setsuna pulled her aside and said they were to meet at the park before midday. Usagi didn't mind. She had nothing else to do that day. And she thought Setsuna was just going to tell her more about Crystal Tokyo. But she was wrong. When they met Setsuna got right to the point. A different world was in danger and needed her help.
"This world is called Medieval," Setsuna started explaining, "Ever since it was created it had been living in the medieval times. And it won't change. They have four rulers. The north ruler. The south ruler. West ruler. And east ruler. Like kings and queens. A long time ago- you may not remember, your mother took you there to meet a prince and one of her friends. At that time the rulers names were Bolinda of north. Seth for south. Reion owned west. And Fortek for east. Now the rules are Bolinda, Seth, Reion, and Fortek-"
Setsuna stopped seeing Usagi shocked face. "They're still ruling!" she gasped. Setsuna gave her a mysterious smile. "Or course not. There are their descendants," she said. "They're much to old to rule," she added, "where were we? Oh yes." She continued again.
"Medieval is known for its…lack of nature and human care. You see nature believes that humans destroy its soil and beautiful work. While humans are afraid of the wild. And well, unfortunately, when humans are afraid of something they tend to destroy it. You have been doing it for about three years."
Usagi opened her mouth to object. But then shut it again. She has been doing it. Fighting monsters she was afraid of. She would have to kill it. Setsuna smiled and continued.
"But at the moment they have more pressing matters. Ever since the moon was destroyed no magic has ever entered Medieval. But a fool, by the name of Reo, learned a secret of ancestry magic. Reo was a servant to a greedy woman named Olivia. So it was natural he told his mistress. And she used this one secret to create magic of her own. For years she tried out her few found magic. And it begin to grow stronger and stronger until finally she could destroy the tallest mountain with a flick of her wrist."
Setsuna gave a heavy sigh. She placed her head in her head. "If only I had been watching that place more carefully," she sighed, "then maybe this wouldn't have happen." Usagi then saw how truly tired Setsuna was. She looked weary and old. Usagi couldn't blame her. She was over five thousand years old.
"So," Setsuna continued, breaking her out of her thoughts, "she used fear to bring down the north and south kingdoms. The weakest kingdoms because of the cold weather. It took time to take over the east, but she did. The west ruler went into hiding before Olivia could take him. No one ever saw him again. She build a kingdom in the middle of the world and claimed herself ruler of all of Medieval. This is where you come in. There are six wizards that will be pulled out of this world and sent to Medieval. They will help you take down Olivia and her power. Because the scouts will not be going with you. You can trust them. They are about your age, actually. Once you're finished with that you'll be sent home."
Usagi nodded. None of this came as a surprise, really. After all the things she been through nothing can be surprising anymore. She had seen the possible and the impossible. And she trusted Setsuna with her life. "When do I leave?" she asked. "Tonight."
Now all Usagi was doing was waiting. Waiting for what, she didn't know. She finished cleaning when she finished remembering. Then she grabbed her staff.
The staff had appeared near her when she had awakened that morning. It oddly reminded her of a mix between a cross and a heart. At the top it had a heart's round shape, with the cross' arms in the middle, and a sharp point at the bottom like a heart. Inside were nine different colored crystals. Each represented her or one of her sailor scouts. The pole was about as high as her. It was a perfect weapon. But now it was a walking pole.
She winced when she moved. Her legs gave her problems. She won't be able to travel as far, as quick, with her leg this way. And where was she going to go first? Where exactly was the middle of Medieval? And what kind of magic was Olivia using? This was the kind of stuff she needed to know if she wanted to anything. Not knowing where she was going, she headed to the best place that looked like it was going to the middle of Medieval. Leaved cracked under her feet. Tree braches brushed against her shoulders. And a slight chilling wind from the left signaled to her that fall was coming. And winter to. How she knew that she didn't know. But she limped on.
Her mind was blank except for the sounds she heard. She heard the rushing flow of the river she had bathed in. She heard the squirrels playing with each other in the trees. And the birds singing. She could see better too. She saw the different foot prints of different animals and see if they were alone or not. She noticed the difference of each flower and the way it smelt. She also smelt pine trees. Lovely scents. The berried even tasted better. She wondered a place like this could be in any trouble.
She enjoyed the peace for only a bit though. It wasn't long before she heard shouting voices. To the right. She turned and begin that way. It was much longer than she thought. And she was proud she heard that far. The voices grew louder. And more aggressive. She made caution she didn't make any sounds. Although it was hard because of her one leg. She had finally came in sight to people arguing.
They looked like they came out from the storybooks. Robes and sticks pointed at each other. Usagi hid behind a tree and eyes the fight with interest. The man in the middle of the adults with dark clothing was growling at a boy with unruly hair.
"You're a fool, Potter. You're just like you're idiotic parents-"
"Watch it, Malfoy," the Potter kid hissed, "only idiots, like yourselves, would even considering joining someone like Voldemort."
A lady beside Malfoy hissed back, "Watch what you say about our lord. He is all-powerful. More powerful than anything you're slow minds can dream about."
A boy with bright red hair snorted. "If he's so powerful how come he lost to an one-year-old?" The children begin laughing. This sent the adults off the handle. The lady pointed her wand at the red head and shouted words Usagi didn't catch or understand. Something flashed from her want -Usagi guessed that what is was- to him. But thankfully a girl with the same red hair pulled him out of the way.
"Stop!" Malfoy hissed at her, "No matter what we must retrieve the prophecy." He clearly saw the boy getting ready to throw a small glass ball and smash it. "I don't care," she shouted, "I want to get rid of the one who insults our lord." She pointed her wand again at the red boy.
This was a bit much for Usagi. She may lose her traveling companions if this keeps up. And even though she was a fighter herself she hated fighting. Magical or physical. She stepped from her hiding place. Few turned their head. She shouted.
"Hey!"