A/N: This is based off two of the plot bunnies posted on the Tudors forum by ReganX and MonicaOP. It will be a short story. and I won't have a lot of time to answer your reviews, nonetheless I am still interested in your thoughts so R/R!

"You made a deal, and now it seems
that you have to offer it up ...
Seems like I've made the final sacrifice
We raise it all
This is a gift, it comes with a price
who is the lamb and who is the lion?"
~Rabbit Heart (Raise it Up) by Florence and the Machine.

~o~

A King wakes up in his palace, bubbles of sweat forming in his forehead. He cleans them with a towel his groom of the stool provides. He asks where is his wife, the Spanish Princess he had rescued from their parents' cruelty, when they squabbled over her dowry.

They remind him that she is labor. Henry sighed in relief, yet fear gripped his heart as he remembered his dream.

Catherine was the greatest jewel in Christendom. It wasn't childhood infatuation as his father told him in his dreams. It was real. But so were his dreams and they were telling him that he would regret his altercation with his father before he died.

"Harry," he had begged him. "Don't marry that girl. I see hell in her eyes."

How could he say that when she was the daughter of the most righteous kings in Christendom, but he could see that his father was utterly convinced and nothing he said would change his mind. So he nodded his head and promised him he wouldn't.

Henry wiped his forehead again as more sweat trickled from his brow.

My father had been right. He thought. But that was just a dream. How could he know what was real and what wasn't?

Without waiting for his servants to dress him, he dressed himself and went to the birthing chamber. Men weren't supposed to be there but he didn't care. He was the King, wasn't he? And as such, they had to obey him.

But once he entered, he was greeted by a soft mewling. It was the little cries of a baby boy. "My son." He said taking the clean child, draped in expensive silk from the midwife's arms.

How long he had waited for this moment to come. From now on, he would obey all of heaven's commands, he'd have no more doubts about their marriage. Catherine would be his queen of hearts, the most famous of all English Consorts.

But just like that, his triumph was eclipsed by the midwife who stood before him, telling him two ugly truths.

The King's face turned red, his eyes shed tears for his wife and his offspring. Why, Lord? Why lord?! He yelled mentally, hoping that someone or something would answer him but no answer came. He then looked at the quiet child in his arms.

A girl. A puny, little girl. The cause of all my misery.

God was good, then he decided. To show me what this whelp will cause to my nation. And he gave her back to the midwife, not bothering to look at the sleeping beauty in the bed who had given her life for her child.

That was the end of the golden future that was once meant for Mary and her mother. So many years wasted because an other-worldly force, speaking for truth and justice decided that it was better to punish these women than let the whole world suffer.

None of these people, nor the entity, noticed another force looking down on the dead queen and her child whose arms began to wave, her eyes searching for the parents that would never come. That entity soon grew tired of all the hypocrisy and from her lonely palace activated the device that would smite the forces that took and gave without regard for human life.

"It is time." She told her brother. Her brother's face was solemn. He nodded in submission. The people who called themselves "liberators" had taken so much from people whose only crime was to be born. They, and not the Nemesis kingdom, or the other forces they called "dark"; ruined so many lives.

"My lady, if you do this there is no going back. The sailors will come looking for you and they will probably defeat you. Not to mention that they will see that Princess as a product of darkness."

"They will never breach my fortress."

He continued despite her minor interruption. "And they may be right."

"Have you grown soft Hades?" She smirked. "Perhaps the rumors are right and Athena did bring you down after that last fight in the underworld."

"I am speaking reasonably here sister. You never told your son you were his mother, instead you let another woman raised him because you were afraid of what Zeus' reaction would be once he found out about your illegitimate offspring." He sighed. "Damn. I am going to regret this but I am going to grant you your wish." She thanked him. "Be aware Hera that it won't be easy going past Sailor Pluto. That senshi sees everything and it will require a great amount of power on my -and my warriors- behalf."

"Persephone can help you. Her mother owes you a favor."

"I am not sure she'd be glad to see me but I'll try." She thanked him again, before the screen was turned off, he reminded her of something important. "I miss you sister and I am sorry I couldn't be there for you when you rebelled against your husband."

"You have nothing to be sorry about Hades. You did what you thought was right, and we are not gods. We bleed, we die, we are reborn. We simple have the good luck of being more evolved than those treacherous humans Zeus seeded on Earth." She said. "To think that I once loved them."

"It's not your fault Mary Tudor is without a mother."

"It is. I saw what she became in every timeline, every dimension and I sought to punish her for it, because I thought her weak. Her mother rebelled against her husband, she didn't and I hated her for that."

"Humans are an odd species. They follow useless doctrines that tells them that we all have a destiny, that we are all here on purpose but the truth is, nothing has a purpose. Nature is cruel and uncaring and what people become is because of what they are made to suffer. The future is not set in stone. Only a fool believes that."

Hera smirked. "You should have been the guardian of time."

"No, their lives are too short and besides. It is rather boring looking at all the disaster those fools create in every timeline. I think I will settle for my dark kingdom. And you? Where will you go after you bring Diamond and his half sibling from the dead?"

"I will watch over the Princess, do what I should have done in the first place."

"I never took you for a mother. You failed with Ares, Eris and Vulcan, what makes you think you can raise her right?"

"Hades, always straight to the point even when it hurts."

"It is my nature sister. After many years of being in this hell hole, I have to be straight forward, otherwise souls don't learn."

"I will be like the mother we always dreamed of. I have done many mistakes so I have a better idea of what not to do this time around."

"Good luck sister, I truly mean it."

"So long brother." She said, and turned the screen off. Eons and nothing had changed between the gods. Advanced as they were, they were still bound by their useless caste system. No wonder the humans are so screwed up. She changed her clothes and using her magic, appeared on Earth. Uncivilized, dirty. This timeline was still fresh. No Senshis, no Saints, no gods being reborn and sending their soldiers to fight for their useless wars. This world was safe. Not for long.

Of all the things she came to hate from this species was that they were so sure that once they had a vision, nothing they did could change it, so they killed the person or tuck them away like some unwanted dog. Stupid. Doing that only guaranteed the fulfillment of the prophecy, or, if they did the former, becoming no better than their saintly visitors.

It didn't take her long to be accepted into the household of Princess Mary Tudor. It was in Hudson. Not even a grander castle like Hatfield, Windsor. No, the King, as her husband, was a miserable excuse of a being who cared more about his dreams than what he could do to change them.

"It's alright." She told the child once the maids were gone, and it was her turn to watch over the sleeping babe. "You may not understand me but in other timelines you became Bloody Mary. You were horrible and people regarded you as the devil incarnate. Silly creatures. Your father loved you once, but you will not know that now. You will be treated less than human; your father will fear you just as my father feared me and my siblings when he received that prophecy. He believed in destiny as much as your father. Never, did he ask 'can I change this?' 'If I make them mine, won't they turn better?' It is easier for narrow minded people to give into their fears." She told her and kissed her forehead. She reminded her of Eris. A beautiful baby, Eris was quiet too, and aware of her surroundings, she grew up to be an inquisitive young woman, always filled with compassion, until the day came when her father took her away from her and sent her to the farthest reaches of the Nebula galaxy so she could suffer as one of the species in Alkala suffered. 'So you know that life is not filled with dreams. Grow up!' When Eris returned, she was a changed woman. Her caring young daughter was gone, and replaced by a spirit of discord.
Hera never forgave Zeus for that, but Eris was still her daughter and she loved her. So for the next eons, she blinded herself to the reality of what her daughter had become until she was forced to face the truth and end her misery.

"I promise the same thing won't happen to you. Enough people have given up on you. I won't." She promised and when her time was up, she returned to her chambers.

Diamond coughed, vomiting. What the hell? "Saphir?" Saphir nodded his head. Like his brother, his head was ransacked by horrible pains that he felt he was going to explode.

"Weren't we dead?"

"I-I think so … This isn't right brother. We should be back in Elysium. Why would Queen Persephone send us here?"

"Don't ask me, you should know. You were courting the bitch." Diamond said, not telling his younger brother that he thought he was an idiot for showing his love to a woman who would never be his.
Didn't you try the same? Yes, he did. And he lost. I was a fool. To think that the Moon Princess, a being created out of light, birthed by one of the most self-righteous creatures in the universe would ever look at him.

Saphir rolled his eyes. "Not now Diamond. We must look for clothes. Good ones, and get some money. The locals will think we are crazy."

"Aren't we? We just got kicked out of the underworld, brought back to life thanks to the lord and lady of the underworld and given a bizarre message from our dead parents that we were given a second chance with another Princess." He laughed. "I don't know about you. But I am done with Princesses. You can go and do their bidding. Me? I am going somewhere else."

"That's not the right way. Diamond! Diamond!" Saphir swore an oath. Damn his brother and his obstinacy. He went after his brother and after much arguing, finally convinced him to head to the city.

~o~

"Even if were to meet this twerp. What makes you think a girl raised as a Princess with everything handed to her will ever listen to me?"

"Talk to her. Do what men have been doing since the beginning of time, and woo her with your charm."

"For someone who prides himself in being so smart, you are not so smart when it comes to matters of the heart." Diamond said, trying his new uniform. It was a miracle they had been appointed to the King's household. Someone out there was working very hard to get them close to that insignificant girl.

"Here, let me." Saphir helped him adjust his collar.

"These Tudors have some odd sense of fashion don't they? I look like a woman with this tunic." He said laughing. Saphir laughed as well, he also thought these uniforms were ridiculous. "What is it with this flower? Red and white? Ha! Don't tell me, guardians of truth and justice like Moon and her sailors."

Saphir laughed again but pointed out something important. "They know they have no power. Take away their gold, their scepters and what do they get?"

"Good point."

"Because of that, they work extra hard to convince their people of their righteousness and their place on this island, or in the other timelines with Tuxedo Mask. Symbols is what gives them power, and it is a powerful magic. People believe it, and the gods are so impressed by it, that they favor them over the ones at the bottom because deep down the gods are the same as them."

Diamond nodded. He never heard his brother speak so seriously, and with so much hatred like when he touched the subject about the gods. Perhaps I was wrong in underestimating him. He had lost him once to that dark wizard, he wasn't going to lose him again.

"There, good as new brother. It is too bad we don't have access to our snap mirrors, otherwise I would love to have a photograph of you like this."

"You are wearing one too!"

"Yes, but I don't look ridiculous."

~o~

Fifteen years had passed since her birth and her mother's death. She pushed a strand of hair behind her ear. Her hair wasn't unruly but she wished it was. She had witnessed the beautiful Isabella of Portugal who had taken her place as Holy Roman Empress besides their cousin Charles.

It is not like I wanted to marry him anyway. She thought to herself. Liar, her conscience barked back. You thought him cute, admit it.

She did, but that arrogant smirk of his every time he looked at her, like she was some cute pet that needed to be coddled, and he treated her like a child.

She wasn't a child. She was ten at the time and far bolder than the useless courtiers who circled her father, looking for favors, and pushing their daughters in his path hoping that would gain his attention.

Stupid. If my dad wanted to sleep with any of them, he'd simply call one to his room and then give her family some castle or fat dowry so she could marry one of his servants.

She sighed. At least they are married. What will become of me?
She dreamed of castles, of beautiful clothing like the ones her mother wore in her portraits, or her stepmother wore, and many children with her face and hair yelling for their mommy.

It is not to be. She wasn't meant to be happy. Ever since her father had married Anne Boleyn, people noticed a change in him. It didn't matter if she gave him a son or not. He was happy and he said from her, would come the greatest monarch.

Some said it was irresponsible to leave everything to a woman, especially one like Mary who wasn't lady-like, or (if the rumors were true) any future daughter he had with Anne, a woman who despite being noble because of her mother, didn't garner that aristocrat status until the King made her a Marquis because of her father who came from a line of merchants.

She played the Virginals again. Music was the only thing she loved that other ladies loved as well. But it was never enough. She wished she could go out like the boys did and hunt, and train a hawk. That would be so liberating. Being out there, commanding an army of well trained men, instead of squealing ladies who all they wished to discuss was poetry and how beautiful they looked.

She tried to be their friend but their conversations were so boring. Last time, she debased herself and became close to the 'perfect lady' that her stepmother wanted, was when Charles V came. But no sooner did he leave, did her stepmother reprimand her for acting so brash.

"You are a Princess, it is time you start acting like one. Your father really wanted this alliance." Mary pointed out that if that was the case, then he would have paid the dowry in full and not just given a quarter of it and then expect the emperor to forget it. Besides, it was clear that the emperor was in love with their cousin, the much-closer-to-his-age Isabella of Portugal.

So here she was, back to waiting for something to come to her. Just then, she heard the doors open. Her favorite servant and lady, Juno came forward announcing the arrival of two new servants to her father's establishment.

After she parted from her, she asked her "What does this have to do with me?"

"Your father wishes to know your opinion of them, first."

"You mean test them, so he can know if they are capable of withstanding every task once they get past the insufferable little brat?"

"Your Highness! You shouldn't be using that tone. Be patient with them, it is their first time serving highborns like you and him."

Mary nodded. She knew what Juno meant 'Please don't be so hard on them'. "Bring them in."

~o~

After a day in the service of His Majesty, they were finally going to meet this earth girl they were supposed to save from the fate the righteous goddess had cast on her.

Diamond grinned. Saphir told him not to say anything stupid or sound arrogant. "Me? Arrogant? I am hurt Saphir. Knowing how these humans are, it is probably her who will start shouting like a rabid dog, the way Persephone did when you didn't give her, her favorite flowers."

"You are not going to let that go, do you?"

Diamond shook his head, laughing lightly. His face grew serious as a lady emerged who seemed very familiar to the Nemesis brothers, informing them the Princess was ready to see them. She showed them inside and what Diamond saw, stun him.

This wasn't the insignificant girl he had in mind. The one that the Queen's ladies saw was weak and so man-like, that nobody in their right minds would ever want to marry her.

Diamond tried to find the right words. He struggled in his speech, thankfully his brother saved him. "Your Highness, 'tis our pleasure to serve your father."

"Alright, you are dismissed." She said.

"Your Highness."

"I said I was going to be nice to them and I was. Now go, leave, whatever. I need to be alone with my thoughts and in prayer. So long." She said, frustrated that they weren't leaving, and that silver haired one. What did he say his name was? Oh that is right. He didn't. Since Juno kept them there, she might as well learn their names.

"So, what are your names?" Juno gave her a warning look. "Will you tell me your names, good sirs?" She rephrased. Juno smiled, giving her a look that said 'that's better'.

"Saphir, Your Highness and this is my older brother." He looked at Diamond. He was still silent so Saphir lightly elbowed him.

"Diamond Glass, Your Highness. Saphir and Diamond Glass." Diamond managed to say.

"Those are stupid names." Mary said. Who named their sons like that? Especially Diamond. Saphir looked about her age, black hair, pale sapphire eyes while his brother -except for his skin- was the complete opposite. He was silver haired and his eyes were violet.

"I guess my father was feeling merciful. Well then, now you met the hell princess. Now you can go."

Diamond and Saphir nodded and left. "Well, that was short. It's true what they say about the princess, she is worse than her father in temperament." Saphir said with a laugh once they made their way back to the King and Queen who were seated in the dais in the great hall. The Queen was heavily pregnant. Her confinement would start very soon. People prayed for a son to secure the Tudor Dynasty, while the King just prayed for a healthy baby.

Diamond didn't share his brother's humor. The girl … there was a light in her. One that was brighter than any he had felt before. Brighter than Sailor Moon and the Neo Queen Serenity. The lust he had felt for the latter dominated his actions, this time he felt both lust and something else. Something, he wished he didn't feel because last time he gave his heart to someone, it was broken.

This was a big mistake. They shouldn't have been brought here. He could feel it in his bones, he was going to give his heart to this young girl and just like what happened with the Moon Princess, she was going to break it.

What if she doesn't? He mentally shook his head. Nothing that ever happened to him ended good. His mother died, thinking he was a big disappointment. His father thought he was a fool for dreaming of a better world. Now the two asked him and his brother to save one soul. One insignificant soul whom he shouldn't care about but he did.

What sick joke of fate is this? Perhaps this was his destiny all along, to be fate's clown. Something happens, let's have Diamond to play with. He was not going to give in to his feelings this time. If this Princess was meant to suffer, then so be it. He was not going to interfere. He was tired…