::sighs:: I know, I should be working on my other...uh...seven stories, but
I had another damned epiphany, so I kinda had to write this. And I love
the whole idea behind this story, so you're stuck with this until I feel
like updated something else. So...just get yourself accustomed to this
story for a while.
For those of you who have read most of my stuff, you realize that I like to take stereotypes and turn them around. For example, in The Backward Betrayal, instead of Usagi getting betrayed by her friends, Heero gets betrayed. Of course, that was a parody and it was extremely crappy, but you get the general idea. But, I've noticed another common theme in the SM/DBZ section, and this idea popped into my head. Only, this story is actually going to be very serious.
Ever read one of those stories where Usagi is either Goku or Vegeta's daughter? There seem to be quite a few of them. In truth, I haven't really read many of them, but I've seen the summaries. This led me to think...what if Vegeta was Usagi's son? Of course, that brought about issues with ages and time periods, but I think I've got it figured out pretty well. ^_^ We'll see what happens.
Disclaimer: Uh...I don't own 'em. Never have, never will, don't really want to. Just borrowing them for a while.
Rating: PG-13 for language, some violence and maybe some sex depending on how detailed I want the story to be. I don't intend on doing anything exceptionally graphic, but some things inevitably must be mentioned.
One more warning before I start the story...Just because Usagi is the main character does not mean that she will be a goddess treated like she's perfect. She has flaws, and she will be going through a lot of difficult/painful/stressful situations. While the story does not bash her (BASHING IS BAD) it is not nice to her, either. BEWARE: POLITICS!!! Lots and lots of politics. You have been warned. ^_^ Now, on with the story.
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Prologue
They blamed their loss on many things, never seeming to agree on any one reason. And indeed, there was no one real reason behind it. Most of the excuses the people gave were indeed part of the problem. However, the basic reason that led to many of the others was a reason no one wanted to admit to. The people lost what they held dear mostly because they took it for granted. They assumed it would always be there, since it had been there for so long, so they let their guard down, little by little, and when it was torn away, they jumped to blame something else. It seems that with humans, that is always the case. It's never your own fault; you must always blame someone else.
The most common object of people's blame was the invading race. People mused that if the alien king had not taken an interest in their kingdom, he never would have met Princess Serenity, and then he never would have started his 'scheming.' And true, if this king hadn't come, then things would not have changed at that time. But, if it hadn't been him, it would have been someone else, possibly worse, and the people never thought about that. Some also blamed the princess herself, for her stubborn pride, for her bravery and self-sacrifice. If, somehow, she'd found a different way to solve the problem, things wouldn't have turned out the way they did. The queen was also blamed. Some thought that if she'd kept the invading king away, he never would have seen the princess, and would have left them all alone. They were all right and all wrong at the same time.
If one takes the first point of view, one could say that it did all start when the king of the alien race took notice of the small kingdom nestled in a rather remote galaxy. Normally, he and his advisors would have merely glanced over it, not caring what went on there so long as it didn't threaten any of their political ties. However, situations in the universe were changing, and the kingdom now occupied a position of interest to the king.
This king ruled a much more impressive empire. While at the time it was common for one planet or a small group of planets to have one ruler, this king had found a way to either persuade or conquer a great number of these kingdoms, or systems as they were more often called. Many times the rulers were not kings. In this case, there were few systems in the universe capable of challenging his power, but still, political ties had to be kept in order for a stable government, especially in such a large system. And, currently, there was one area that was causing trouble.
This system, known to most everyone of the day, was named after its ruling class, the Saiya-jins. Its hold on planets extended quite near the smaller system, but seemed almost to circle around it on three sides. On the far side, another system was supplying a small group of rebels with manpower and equipment. The Saiya-jin policy when it came to rebellion was simple: destroy as many of the rebels as you can get away with, and imprison the rest as quickly as possible, before they have time to amass enough power to overthrow the government. It was ruthless, but if they weren't ruthless, the Saiya-jins would not have controlled such a large system for so long.
It just so happened that the small system generally overlooked by just about everyone in the universe was in the ideal place to position soldiers until a course of action could be determined. The king was unsure of exactly how many rebels there were, or just what they were up to, but he felt that positioning soldiers nearby would hamper their progress. Unfortunately, since this system was ruled by a pacifist queen, and was not part of his system, he had no legal right to occupy any of the planets with soldiers. The most logical solution: add the system to his own.
Unfortunately this was easier said than done. As mentioned before, the queen was generally a pacifist. However, when forced into a corner, she had a tendency to do things that were, to say the least, drastic. She and her people were fiercely loyal to one another, and she would not have a shortage of willing soldiers. While this normally wasn't a problem to the king, since he generally had a few million extra soldiers on hand if need be, he felt that this system would be a better ally if won over with words. Some races would simply submit when shown that they were lower on the food chain, but they tended to be the ones that knew a great number of rulers in a short amount of time, few of whom cared much about the well-being of its citizens. This system, however, had never known a truly cruel ruler, and had never been taken over by force. In theory, it was an infant compared to the other, ancient systems with thousands of years of political history. Because of this, the threat of pain would not bring the citizens into submission.
Thus, the king decided that his first move would be to visit this system. He knew that if he took the initiative to speak to the queen about his problem, she would be more likely to agree to his terms. All in all, they really weren't unreasonable, and in fact were quite common when larger systems were in need of quelling a rebellion. Hopefully, the queen would not allow her pacifist side to overrule her common sense. His councilors seemed to think his plan was rather brilliant. He thought they were sucking up.
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Streams of light, golden and soft in the early morning, brushed lightly against the crystalline spires, reflecting in the calm pools below. Immediately nearby, exotic flowers in a rainbow of brilliant color provided a serene setting. Cool, white marble pathways led any who cared to the front gate of the royal palace. A long marble wall, around fifteen feet high separated the courtyard from the rest of the kingdom, and people were allowed to come and go through a numerous supply of gateways. These gateways had a guard tower atop them, covered by a dome-shaped roof and bearing the royal insignia. Delicate arches and intricate patters graced the walls of these gateways, and people often stopped to admire the incredible handiwork that must have gone into the construction of such places.
Once inside the courtyard, one could see the royal palace itself, shining in the soft glow of the sun, silver against the black sky. The earth could be seen at a distance, a beautiful jewel in the sky, white swirling with greens and blues that changed every time you bothered to look. There were a number of smaller buildings located throughout the courtyard, where people lived, kept shops, or were otherwise employed. All of them showed the same expertise of design as the front gates. Town fountains located at the cross-sections of what could only be described as streets were rumored to be among the most beautiful in the world. Many depicted common, everyday people doing daily chores. Whoever the artists were, they knew how to depict the beauty that is present in everyone, no matter how plain their face may seem. That was the true magic of this place.
Behind the palace, the royal gardens were located. The magic in the air was tangible, leaving the observer with a sense of peace, whether they liked flowers or not. Again, beautiful fountains were situated sporadically along the marble paths, clear water trickling out and bubbling as it hit the pools, causing ripples to move across the surface. Occasionally, a random person strolled about, be they a member of the court, a guard off duty for the time being, or just a common person allowed access to the gardens. All spent the time musing about whatever was troubling, finding solace in the peaceful scene and most finding the answer they were seeking.
A pair of bright blue eyes observed all this day, curious as to what went on where no one usually paid attention. These eyes belonged to the princess herself. But they were not the eyes most people saw. These eyes, her true eyes, betrayed the sense of dread inside her. Things were going to change, as they always did, but this time, not for the best. While she was no prophet, she could tell something was wrong. The systems nearby were abuzz with activity, troops and supplies being shipped from the smaller system to the larger. Rumors flew, talk of rebellion, talk of usurpers of the throne, talk of danger.
The princess always put out a happy, carefree front. The citizens saw her as a beautiful, peaceful girl who would one day take the throne and rule as her mother had, kindly and wisely. However, they did not know the horrors she heard of. Being a princess required her to know the politics of most of the systems in the nearby galaxies. Some of the stories of how certain rulers came in to power would have made many people sick. But still, she had to know, and had been learning of these things for quite a few years now. She was very well versed in the various methods of rule employed by other systems.
Slowly over the years as she came to understand the way of the universe, her heart grew cold. She was still capable of loving, thanks to her wonderful mother and beautiful friends, but she was building a protective shell around her. Her mother had been much the same way when she had been a young princess learning the ways of ruling. It was a self- defense mechanism, made if only to keep the person from being torn apart by the horrors of the constant warring and destruction going on in other parts of the universe. The common person had no idea just how many millions of people died every day because of these wars. Princess Serenity knew nearly all of them.
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A rather dry prologue, I will admit. It is perhaps even a bit on the boring side, but I can assure you that the next chapter will be much more interesting. King Vegeta will arrive in the Moon kingdom and there will be a great deal of arguing and debating and insulting going on. ^_^ Happy fun stuff. Anyway, I liked how the prologue turned out, and I think it foreshadows great things to come in coming chapters, so I really hope you keep reading. ^_^ I'll try to update again in a few days, since this was rather boring.
REVIWS MAKE ME WRITE FASTER!!!
For those of you who have read most of my stuff, you realize that I like to take stereotypes and turn them around. For example, in The Backward Betrayal, instead of Usagi getting betrayed by her friends, Heero gets betrayed. Of course, that was a parody and it was extremely crappy, but you get the general idea. But, I've noticed another common theme in the SM/DBZ section, and this idea popped into my head. Only, this story is actually going to be very serious.
Ever read one of those stories where Usagi is either Goku or Vegeta's daughter? There seem to be quite a few of them. In truth, I haven't really read many of them, but I've seen the summaries. This led me to think...what if Vegeta was Usagi's son? Of course, that brought about issues with ages and time periods, but I think I've got it figured out pretty well. ^_^ We'll see what happens.
Disclaimer: Uh...I don't own 'em. Never have, never will, don't really want to. Just borrowing them for a while.
Rating: PG-13 for language, some violence and maybe some sex depending on how detailed I want the story to be. I don't intend on doing anything exceptionally graphic, but some things inevitably must be mentioned.
One more warning before I start the story...Just because Usagi is the main character does not mean that she will be a goddess treated like she's perfect. She has flaws, and she will be going through a lot of difficult/painful/stressful situations. While the story does not bash her (BASHING IS BAD) it is not nice to her, either. BEWARE: POLITICS!!! Lots and lots of politics. You have been warned. ^_^ Now, on with the story.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Prologue
They blamed their loss on many things, never seeming to agree on any one reason. And indeed, there was no one real reason behind it. Most of the excuses the people gave were indeed part of the problem. However, the basic reason that led to many of the others was a reason no one wanted to admit to. The people lost what they held dear mostly because they took it for granted. They assumed it would always be there, since it had been there for so long, so they let their guard down, little by little, and when it was torn away, they jumped to blame something else. It seems that with humans, that is always the case. It's never your own fault; you must always blame someone else.
The most common object of people's blame was the invading race. People mused that if the alien king had not taken an interest in their kingdom, he never would have met Princess Serenity, and then he never would have started his 'scheming.' And true, if this king hadn't come, then things would not have changed at that time. But, if it hadn't been him, it would have been someone else, possibly worse, and the people never thought about that. Some also blamed the princess herself, for her stubborn pride, for her bravery and self-sacrifice. If, somehow, she'd found a different way to solve the problem, things wouldn't have turned out the way they did. The queen was also blamed. Some thought that if she'd kept the invading king away, he never would have seen the princess, and would have left them all alone. They were all right and all wrong at the same time.
If one takes the first point of view, one could say that it did all start when the king of the alien race took notice of the small kingdom nestled in a rather remote galaxy. Normally, he and his advisors would have merely glanced over it, not caring what went on there so long as it didn't threaten any of their political ties. However, situations in the universe were changing, and the kingdom now occupied a position of interest to the king.
This king ruled a much more impressive empire. While at the time it was common for one planet or a small group of planets to have one ruler, this king had found a way to either persuade or conquer a great number of these kingdoms, or systems as they were more often called. Many times the rulers were not kings. In this case, there were few systems in the universe capable of challenging his power, but still, political ties had to be kept in order for a stable government, especially in such a large system. And, currently, there was one area that was causing trouble.
This system, known to most everyone of the day, was named after its ruling class, the Saiya-jins. Its hold on planets extended quite near the smaller system, but seemed almost to circle around it on three sides. On the far side, another system was supplying a small group of rebels with manpower and equipment. The Saiya-jin policy when it came to rebellion was simple: destroy as many of the rebels as you can get away with, and imprison the rest as quickly as possible, before they have time to amass enough power to overthrow the government. It was ruthless, but if they weren't ruthless, the Saiya-jins would not have controlled such a large system for so long.
It just so happened that the small system generally overlooked by just about everyone in the universe was in the ideal place to position soldiers until a course of action could be determined. The king was unsure of exactly how many rebels there were, or just what they were up to, but he felt that positioning soldiers nearby would hamper their progress. Unfortunately, since this system was ruled by a pacifist queen, and was not part of his system, he had no legal right to occupy any of the planets with soldiers. The most logical solution: add the system to his own.
Unfortunately this was easier said than done. As mentioned before, the queen was generally a pacifist. However, when forced into a corner, she had a tendency to do things that were, to say the least, drastic. She and her people were fiercely loyal to one another, and she would not have a shortage of willing soldiers. While this normally wasn't a problem to the king, since he generally had a few million extra soldiers on hand if need be, he felt that this system would be a better ally if won over with words. Some races would simply submit when shown that they were lower on the food chain, but they tended to be the ones that knew a great number of rulers in a short amount of time, few of whom cared much about the well-being of its citizens. This system, however, had never known a truly cruel ruler, and had never been taken over by force. In theory, it was an infant compared to the other, ancient systems with thousands of years of political history. Because of this, the threat of pain would not bring the citizens into submission.
Thus, the king decided that his first move would be to visit this system. He knew that if he took the initiative to speak to the queen about his problem, she would be more likely to agree to his terms. All in all, they really weren't unreasonable, and in fact were quite common when larger systems were in need of quelling a rebellion. Hopefully, the queen would not allow her pacifist side to overrule her common sense. His councilors seemed to think his plan was rather brilliant. He thought they were sucking up.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Streams of light, golden and soft in the early morning, brushed lightly against the crystalline spires, reflecting in the calm pools below. Immediately nearby, exotic flowers in a rainbow of brilliant color provided a serene setting. Cool, white marble pathways led any who cared to the front gate of the royal palace. A long marble wall, around fifteen feet high separated the courtyard from the rest of the kingdom, and people were allowed to come and go through a numerous supply of gateways. These gateways had a guard tower atop them, covered by a dome-shaped roof and bearing the royal insignia. Delicate arches and intricate patters graced the walls of these gateways, and people often stopped to admire the incredible handiwork that must have gone into the construction of such places.
Once inside the courtyard, one could see the royal palace itself, shining in the soft glow of the sun, silver against the black sky. The earth could be seen at a distance, a beautiful jewel in the sky, white swirling with greens and blues that changed every time you bothered to look. There were a number of smaller buildings located throughout the courtyard, where people lived, kept shops, or were otherwise employed. All of them showed the same expertise of design as the front gates. Town fountains located at the cross-sections of what could only be described as streets were rumored to be among the most beautiful in the world. Many depicted common, everyday people doing daily chores. Whoever the artists were, they knew how to depict the beauty that is present in everyone, no matter how plain their face may seem. That was the true magic of this place.
Behind the palace, the royal gardens were located. The magic in the air was tangible, leaving the observer with a sense of peace, whether they liked flowers or not. Again, beautiful fountains were situated sporadically along the marble paths, clear water trickling out and bubbling as it hit the pools, causing ripples to move across the surface. Occasionally, a random person strolled about, be they a member of the court, a guard off duty for the time being, or just a common person allowed access to the gardens. All spent the time musing about whatever was troubling, finding solace in the peaceful scene and most finding the answer they were seeking.
A pair of bright blue eyes observed all this day, curious as to what went on where no one usually paid attention. These eyes belonged to the princess herself. But they were not the eyes most people saw. These eyes, her true eyes, betrayed the sense of dread inside her. Things were going to change, as they always did, but this time, not for the best. While she was no prophet, she could tell something was wrong. The systems nearby were abuzz with activity, troops and supplies being shipped from the smaller system to the larger. Rumors flew, talk of rebellion, talk of usurpers of the throne, talk of danger.
The princess always put out a happy, carefree front. The citizens saw her as a beautiful, peaceful girl who would one day take the throne and rule as her mother had, kindly and wisely. However, they did not know the horrors she heard of. Being a princess required her to know the politics of most of the systems in the nearby galaxies. Some of the stories of how certain rulers came in to power would have made many people sick. But still, she had to know, and had been learning of these things for quite a few years now. She was very well versed in the various methods of rule employed by other systems.
Slowly over the years as she came to understand the way of the universe, her heart grew cold. She was still capable of loving, thanks to her wonderful mother and beautiful friends, but she was building a protective shell around her. Her mother had been much the same way when she had been a young princess learning the ways of ruling. It was a self- defense mechanism, made if only to keep the person from being torn apart by the horrors of the constant warring and destruction going on in other parts of the universe. The common person had no idea just how many millions of people died every day because of these wars. Princess Serenity knew nearly all of them.
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A rather dry prologue, I will admit. It is perhaps even a bit on the boring side, but I can assure you that the next chapter will be much more interesting. King Vegeta will arrive in the Moon kingdom and there will be a great deal of arguing and debating and insulting going on. ^_^ Happy fun stuff. Anyway, I liked how the prologue turned out, and I think it foreshadows great things to come in coming chapters, so I really hope you keep reading. ^_^ I'll try to update again in a few days, since this was rather boring.
REVIWS MAKE ME WRITE FASTER!!!