A/N: I wrote this incomplete story a few years ago. If you like it, I may continue it. Please R&R.
Disclaimers: Sailor Pluto and Chibi ©1992 Toei, Kodansha, and Naoko Takeuchi. Titan Kitsune (Pewter Fox) was based off of a character of the same name created by Naoko Takeuchi.
Neo Pluto
By Eugena
After Pluto's death (Manga—she stopped time to thwart the Wicked Lady), another must take her place.
Chapter One: Faded Hopes
30th century, Neo Tokyo
The hall was quiet as she walked down the aisles. She was constantly waiting for a familiar echo to acquaint her ears. She had spent all night searching, but was left without a clue. She wondered how her mother kept so many buried here. She had no idea that so many had died in the last war. Yet, she knew better than to shove aside the price of freedom. But she could not forgive herself, and the constant ache gnawed at her soul. Her friend had died for her, had died for her selfish acts. To save the world? Perhaps only to save her. Her friend loved her, as a mother and a friend.
"Puu," she remembered the words of her childhood days. It was the name of her lost friend, her best friend.
Her mother had promised her that Puu would be forever at peace within the crystal halls, but what was "at peace?" She could not speak or hear, let alone be found. Her friend was dead, and the child within her could not find comfort in her death.
Sometime before or during the Silver Millennium Era
Seven years after her claim to the throne, she discovered the ache within her womb. As she was sworn to protect space and time, she knew a lonely life was ahead of her. Very few knew of her existence, and, in a few millennia, she wondered if they would still remember? Those who knew of her were too busy to acknowledge her, and she was not allowed even a small companion. The world was her stage, as she was allotted the entirety of it to view, but not to interact.
She yearned for a husband, and then maybe the children they would have. All of these things were simple to ask, but seemed impossible for her. She knew she could not leave her position and knew then that she would have no husband. Who would want to live in this deserted place with here, to give up his freedom for their happiness?
She left the memory of her hopes fade away, and she did not dwell on them for a long time to come.