Princes Of The Universe
A new threat has arrived from the outer universe threatening to crush Tokyo under their hands. Will the scouts be able to stand up to this new threat? And what could the princes possibly want with Sailor Moon?
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Dedicated to Queen, the greatest British rock group in history.
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"What are you thinking about?"
Serena looked up for the starry balcony view and looked up into Darien's warm eyes. She smiled feeling her knees go weak. His eyes always had the affect on her. There was something about them that was just so warm and welcoming.
"This life. Being a scout. Sometimes when I look up at the sky I think about our past life in the Silver Millennium. And then I begin to think of just how many other scout there are out there…I mean Galaxia said that every planet and star host's a star seed. So just how many other scouts are there out there…protecting their own planets"
Darien walked towards her and wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her closing. He rested his head on her shoulder and hugged her tight as he heard her giggle as she squirmed.
"Darien" she said as she squirmed and giggled in a childish way.
He laughed before stopping. Gently he placed a light kiss on her neck before he looked up at the sky and joined in on her star-gazing. He focused on the moon, a place he had once visited many times and sworn to protect. Sadly, the ruins of the once glorious palace could be seem minorly from earth however he knew that no one else would know them to be ruins.
"Oh Darien, look!" Serena said excitedly. Her finger was pointed directly ahead of them at what appeared to be a shooting star. "Wow a shooting star, how beautiful"
Darien's eyes looked at it closely. "Call Amara and Michelle" he said rather sternly. His hands let go of his lover as stood against the railing and looked more closely at the shooting star.
"Why? Darien, I don't understand. What's wrong?"
His eyes didn't leave the shooting star. In some way he seemed to be memorized by its beauty while at the same time he seemed to be studying it like a text book. As the shooting star burst into flames he gasped and fell back from the railing. "Call Amara and Michelle now! That is not a shooting star!"
As Serena scrambled into the house Darien sat where he had fallen, still looking upon the fiery beauty.