Disclaimer: Me? Nah... I don't own Sailor Moon OROROROR Gundam
Wing. I just got tired of seeing NONONONONONO Sailor Pluto/Gundam
Wing fanfictions so I've taken it into my liberty to write one. I tell you now
that my grammar and spelling is probably the worst in the world, but I seem
to be doing good so far, ne minna-chan? *Grins* and I love to type things
like "THISTHISTHISTHISTHIS" to emphasize my thoughts... lol but I
won't do that during the fic.
~ Achicagoil

Simply Pawns in a Game of Life
rated: PG
prologue

Meioh Setsuna closed her crimson eyes. Her life was slowly yet surely
passing away. It would have passed before her eyes, but that would have
taken another ten minutes just to finish the replays from when she was born
to where she stood now. As she lie now.
It had been 2,208 years since she had taken the job as Time Guardress. Or,
that was the time outside of her gates and with the dimension she had started
with. Within her palace of time and the dimension of the time gates, time
didn't flow. So she had never aged more than 21 years old, no matter where
she appeared to be due to the fact that somewhere, some part of her was still
guarding the gates.
'It's finally over. After 2,229 years, my life is over. No more worries, no
more guarding the gates, and no more hell to pay,' she thought silently to
herself. In the distance, Sailor Uranus, Sailor Jupiter, and Eternal Sailor
Moon just stood there, eyes turned in disgust and faces full of scorn.
"Finally able to retire, Obaa-san?" Sailor Saturn asked scornfully. Setsuna
painfully closed her eyes in disgust, wishing to die quicker.
"Meioh-sama, the senshi talked it over. You do nothing. You never add to
the pain we have fighting against evil. Galaxia has helped us understand
that. Think of it as finishing off the pain," Mercury added, glaring at the
senshi.
Saturn pointed her glaive's sharp end at Setsuna as the ancient senshi of
time passed out.
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*Elsewhere*
Milliardo Peacecraft's irked glance followed the people in the room. From
Lady Une, to his sister, to the sexist Chinese former Gundam pilot, his gaze
lingered, clearly stating he wanted the meeting over in the next five minutes.
"The guerilla organizations off the coast of Africa, Australia, and Saudi
Arabia have found a way to produce mobile dolls and have been selling
them within the Black Market. How are we going to stop them though?"
Noin argued with the one and only Lady Une. The two had never gotten
along well together.
"We are just going to have beat sense into their think, block-headed
minds!" fought Une back, slamming her fist upon the tabletop to emphasize
her point.
Milliardo and his gaze then followed to his younger sister who had
recently joined the Preventers when she hadn't had success in becoming a
vice-foreign minister. That and finding out Heero Yuy was too part of the
Preventers.
"Aren't we part of an organization that attempts to prevent any kind of
war? Hence the name 'Preventers'?" Duo's ready voice asked out,
interrupting the two fighting females. Relena nodded in agreement.
A bell from a clock chimed one in the morning. The meeting had been
going on since nine in the evening. Fours hours fighting over the same topic.
"Minna-chan, why do I have a feeling that if we stay in this room together
much longer that when we finally leave, there is going to be less people
leaving than people who came in?" Duo asked, banging his head on the table
in front of him.
Milliardo stood up. "Any more of this and I will personally see to it that
Duo's belief will be true. I am leaving for duty calls. And not duty like that,
Noin," he commented, seeing the wicked smile upon his former mobile doll
companion's lips.
"What kind of duty, Milliardo-onii?" Relena asked, sarcasm dripping from
her lips. She was obviously as irritated as he was.
"Many things, sleep being one of them," he commented, whirling around to
almost knock into a Preventer officer of smaller rank.
"Sir, General Kadennotsuki would like yo see you," the officer whispered,
walking away from the bickering meeting. Milliardo nodded and sighed
inwardly. It was an excuse to leave the meeting. Not a fun one, guaranteed,
but still, it was an excuse.
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Galaxia glared at the senshi in front of her. She had wanted the senshi of
time dead. Once again, she had been deprived of what she had wanted.
"I thought I told you that the time senshi was to be eliminated, Sailor
Uranus. What happened and why is she still living?" Galaxia asked, glaring
at the senshi of the skies. Uranus cringed.
"Your majesty, we have all tried our best at defeating her. The youma has
helped us, but her mystical powers rendered most of our powers useless and
we were left powerless against time. She disappeared just as Hotaru-chan
was to finish her off," she commented, bowing deeply.
Galaxia nodded. "Have no worry, senshi of the Silver Millennium. She
has yet to pay, as well as anyone else who is on her side. She is against
Galaxia, and therefor, she is against all."



I know... cheesy last sentence... *shrugs* and it's short… oh well, bad Kim.
*thwaps herself and chucks a lotus blossom cookie into her mouth and zones
off* read and review, either that or send me an email for I have NO clue
where I'm gunna try and post this one :-)
~ Achicagoil no bishoujo