Title: Bad judgment
Author: Ree
Theme: Original Characters(Impossible : day 6)
Genre: General
Version: Silver Millennium (Fates storyline universe)
Rating: G

Here is a little back story for Lady Hemera.

Bad judgment

AN: Lady Hemera is the aunt of Sailor Saturn, but before that she was a princess of Saturn. Here is a bit of her story.

Princess Hemera stood quietly in her father's audience chamber. The king was glaring down at the muddy, scrapped up child in front of him. The thing he noticed the most about his youngest child was the bright blue-green eyes watching him. There was no fear reflected in them. He shifted his focus to the two guards standing nearby. They were in worse condition than Hemera. Finally he looked to his head guard, and broke the silence that hung thick in the air.

"Train her. If she insists on escaping the guards, then she needs to know how to protect herself."

The Commander Jose barely prevented himself from flinching at the acidic tone. He knew it wasn't him the King was mad at, it was the head strong seven year old. "What shall I train her in, Majesty?"

The King of Saturn focused once again on the defiant child. "Everything."

Hemera felt a small trail of fear slid down her back and take residence in her stomach.

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Captain Dominic stood over his pupil. He would never let it show, but he was pleased with her progress. He had been dismayed when Commander Jose had informed of his new duty. Stepping back to the side of the salle, he watched as the princess pulled herself back to her feet. With a quick glance he determined that all was in ready.

"Lets do it again." Dominic watched a a look of disbelief flitted across the girls face. 'I know she is tired, but considering how she runs my men ragged every time she escapes, I think she can do it.'

Hemera stared at him, her bones aching from the last four hours of intense training. The captain's voice taunted her through the haze that was forming in her brain.

"Come on.. You're not ready to give up yet are you? I thought you were training to become one of Queen Serenity's body guards? I've heard it said that it is your fondest wish to run as far away from here as possible, and the Moon Kingdom is about as far as you can get."

The barb stung. 'How did he know? I've never told anyone. I've never said anything at all. I know Father has spies, but I didn't know that they could read minds.'

Even as the thought finished, she was attacked. Hemera forced herself to move, to fight. She had to protect her dream. Her one desire. To be able leave this place. To find some type of freedom.

Dominic fell back from the princess' attacks. If he didn't know better, he would swear she was fresh. Hemera didn't chase him around the salle, she made him come to her, to the spot of ground she had chosen to protect. Every move she made was an attempt to conserve energy. Then she heard the noises around her. She noted that Captain Dominic was a safe distance away, and spun to see what she was hearing.

Coming out of the vegetation around the practice area were eight armed men, and none of them were wearing the king's livery. Fear coiled and then blossomed in her as they drew their weapons and charged. Backing out of her chosen spot, she moved closer to her teacher. 'At least I know he will help protect me.' Her attackers caught up to her before she made it. Swinging her practice blade with all her ability, she fought her way to the haven that Captain Dominic represented. That hope was ripped away from her when she finally made it. The captain joined her attackers. The sense of betrayal almost paralyzed her. 'No! This is impossible. I can't defeat them all. I can't.!"

With fear giving her strength, Hemera defended herself while she looked for a way to escape. When her blade blocked Dominic's, her feelings of betrayal were written on her face.

Dominic looked into the face of the nine year old, and felt his heart stop. Even as Hemera pushed his blade aside and dodged out of the circle that had formed around her, Dominic knew he had made a grave miscalculation.

Hemera ran. Following paths that even the guards had no clue existed, she fled. Finally, she stopped and crawled under the branches of a low lying bush. Drawing her nicked and splintering practice blade next to her, she started shivering as the adrenaline started to wear off. She fought sleep as long as she could, straining to hear if anyone was following her.

Finally sleep won. The last thing she remembered was the face of the man she was just starting to trust on the other side of her blade.