DISCLAIMER: I do not own Dragon Ball Z, Sailor Moon ,or related concepts.

A/Ns: This story does NOT effect the time lines of either Sailor Moon or Dragon Ball Z (as is the way of Pluto).

1. If you don't like the cross over DEAL WITH IT! THIS IS A GOOD FANFIC! YOU'RE MISSING OUT IF YOU DON'T READ IT!

2. This story takes place after Dragon Ball but before Dragon Ball Z (there's at least 3 yrs. between the two)

But since this story takes place in the mists of time, and no where else in the Sailor Moon universe there is no specific time for Sailor Moon (Did you understand that?).

Star Crossed Lovers By Path Walker

Pluto stood by the time gate. Looking into the swirling mists lost in thought. She knew it did no good to dwell on the past. Still, the same deliberations kept retuning. What if I entered from the upper left wing instead... What if I said yes... What if... Her face showed no grief. Not 1 tear fell. She learned early that such emotions should remain in tight restraint. Thus, she had lost her ability to cry.

Suddenly, she heard footsteps. She came out of her thoughts in an instant. She held her Garnet Staff in battle position. These steps were not the little patters of Small Lady. Nor were they the quiet, right-foot favored steps of King Endymoin. Not even the clattering high heels of the Sailor Scouts. These were the heavy stampings of 3 male strangers. Trespassers. "Reveal yourselves and your intensions." Pluto said in a commanding, bellowing voice. The men paid her no heed. Pluto was sure they heard her. If they didn't respond, it was intentional. Only criminals hide their true intentions. It was time to attack. "Dead Scream..." The men easily dodged the attack. They're strong... The Biggest of the men attacked. He took out an Uzzi and started shooting. Pluto reflected the shots with her staff. Odd...I know he doesn't need a gun... The whole attack was a ploy to distract the guardian. While she fought, The other two started to perform a ceremony. One garbed in a black coat (Matrix style) and wore a large amulet 'round his neck. The other wore the same, except his was smaller. He also had 3 small silver hoop earrings in his right ear. He pulled out an incense stick and lit it. The other pulled out a chain. On the end, was a real, human eye. The eye was cast in some clear material, which in turn was connected to the chain. The pupil flashed indigo, then went completely black. The two started to chant in low murmurs.

Pluto continued to fight. Reflecting the bullets easily. All of a sudden the man disappeared. Pluto stood in shock. She wasn't expecting that. The man rematerialized behind her, a smaller gun in hand. 1 shot was all he needed. *BANG!* The bullet entered her side. It started to bleed. The big man quickly pulled out a cloth and gathered the blood. "Hoium!" He hollered, throwing the saturated cloth his way. Hoium, the one with the bigger amulet, caught the cloth. Raising the chain high, he handed the cloth to his assistant and started the ceremony.

Tarj.

Great god of darkness.

Grant these servants passage

Through this gate

(He burned the cloth)

With the offering of

The Elixir of Life

From this unworthy witch....

Pluto fell to her knees. She was losing blood. Fast. She could hear their words, but they were muffled. Her vision was blurring... Cold. Such icy coldness pierced her wound. Was it the pang of death? No. She felt...Better. It was icy and uncomfortable, but she was healing. She looked up at the big man in surprise. "Don't die yet witch. You're still of use." He said, holding her arm so she wouldn't run away. She looked at his hand where a dark energy was pulsing.

We ask for conquest

Parapet this gate

So no heathen may enter

And let not the Time Witch

Call her relics ...

I can't let this happen. Pluto thought as she grabbed her Garnet Staff. With a cry she swung it and hit the bigger man in the face. "Arugh!" He grabbed at his face. Pluto got up. Though she wasn't bleeding, she was still weak. "Dead...Scream." It was aimed directly at the other two. But the Big one took the hit. "You can't interrupt." He said. A wry smile on his face as he cradled the new wound with his hand.

The dimension of dragons

Shenlong the wish granter

These servants three

Ask of thee

The eye flashed golden. Its light forced the gate open, but it wasn't the ordinary stream of time. It was lines, each a slight variation in color from the other. The lines were parallel to each other with no end or beginning. From a distance the lines formed a column. Parallel dimensions! "No!" Pluto screamed but the force of the gate swallowed her words. The men jumped in. Pluto tried to stop them but the big one grabbed her and pulled her in.

As they fell toward a glowing line the men tried to take her staff and keys. "Give them here witch!" The smaller one insisted, grabbing at her staff. Pluto swung her staff violently. Her only thought now was to keep them away from it. "Grab her keys you idiot!" Hoium screamed at the smaller man. He made a lunge for them, but Pluto dodged. While she was distracted, the big man got a hold on the heart-shaped end of Pluto's staff. It was an all out tug of war for it. He's too strong, thought Pluto. If I don't do something soon, he'll win. "Dead Scream..." The blast hit the man at point-blank rang. He let go. But the blast also pushed Pluto back. She flew away from them. Her arms went flailing in a rare moment of uncertainty. She lost grip of her staff. Pluto tried to grab it but the forces of time were hard to move in. The last thing she saw clearly was the Garnet Staff soaring threw the site of parallel dimensions towards an unsure destination.

Next, she was hit by a tree. She had entered the time line. As she fell, small branches cut her face. She heard a sudden snap as her arm moved to an awkward position. Then she felt an abrupt jerk and her decent stopped. Her key chain had caught on a branch. She dangled for a few moments but her weight proved too much. The chain snapped and remained in the tree as Pluto took a hit to her stomach from the lower branch. She rolled off only to receive a sharp blow to her back from another. This time her weight broke the branch and she hit the ground. As her head hit the terrain she was plunged into unconsciousness.