DISCLAIMERS
Otaku senshi Sailors Aphrodite, Ares, Hermes, Zeus, Nemesis (c) 2005 - 2007 Wild Nature. All other characters not related to the BSSM canon story are also (c) Wild Nature. New design of Chibi Moon (As Sailor Moon) is (c) Wild Nature.
Canon characters, original story line, the meaning of life (I mean...) is (c) 1992 - forever Naoko Takeuchi. This storyline, and written portions are mine however.
Prologue: Tears of the Fabric of Time
She knew that the first time, she had no say. That she had come up and surprised her was to say at the least. She was clever, that little girl.
The dark skinned beauty stood in the endless timeless of space, her gloved hands holding onto her Garnet Key with less relish. She saw, or rather, had foreseen the issues that could happen if one breached time. But then, there was always a good reason.
If only it hadn't happened so many, many times. Each time caused a hole to grow deeper, sharper. Images only recently began to play, none of which she understood. She knew something wrong was happening. If only...
Then Sailor Pluto once more, this time with her permission, let Chibiusa leave to go back to the place that she learned much from. But the storms that came were dangerous and exhausting to the loner senshi. She didn't blame the child. She never could anyways. There was always a good, good reason.
And then that final time, she had no say or idea of how it happened. Not only did Chibiusa, no, Chibi Moon fade from existence, even for that one brief moment, another tear was created, this time full of dangerous black energy. It erupted like a suddenly awakened volcano, spewing a black entity that disappeared as soon as it emerged. She didn't know where it had gone but it was constantly on her mind, a worrisome prick in the back of her mind that screamed that it would be back with more reinforcements. And each tear was worsened when the Amazon Quartet had also traversed the time stream, unbidden by the laws that had been bent far too many times.
But finally, Chibiusa was returning home, permanently. Miraculous saved by some unforeseen good force, she should be heading back in this area soon. Then Sailor Pluto would finally be able to finish her task of mending those tears.
She turned gracefully, her staff slowly sweeping in the dusty clouds of the nothingness as her maroon eyes widened in shock.
And in the moments of the time stream lightly ticking, the clouds swirled dangerously close to the door of Time and then, it swung open aimlessly, gaping open as the stormy clouds cleared, revealing the empty and solitary post.