Old A/N: Well, I had this idea for a fanfic and just HAD to try it out. I don't know much about Sailor Moon, though, so forgive me if I make any mistakes. If I do, please comment on it and I will fix it. Now that that's out of the way, enjoy(if I don't murder the series too bad)!
New A/N: Well, I felt the need to transfer this, so here it is. Enjoy.
PROLOGUE
Sailor Pluto, A.K.A Setsuna Meioh, was once again in front of the time gates. Most of the people who know her-specifically the other senshi-would say that's all she did: stared into the gates to make sure nothing interfered with Crystal Tokyo. And they'd be half-right. Because while she does stand in front of the gates, she does go out half the time. There's this one karaoke bar she often frequents, for instance. If any other senshi knew that, they would most likely stare at her, slackjawed. After all, she had made a reputation for herself in the eyes of the other senshi, and it wasn't a reputation that made people think she enjoyed anything but the dream of Crystal Tokyo. It was as she felt a ripple in the time gates that she felt a presence behind her. One that should have been gone long ago. One that she knew meant the end of the world. For behind her, was Solaris.
"Setsuna," he said. "It's been a long time, hasn't it?" Pluto didn't turn around. She just spoke.
"Solaris. How did you survive?" she said, voice shaking slightly. If the other senshi were to hear that, they'd definitely be panicking. After all, it wasn't every day you heard the Time Guardian's voice shake with fear. It just didn't happen.
"Oh, I have my ways. That, and you planetary brats did a crap job trying to kill me. Although you did manage to greatly reduce my powers, allowing you to seal me up for a few millennia. But that's all you did. Rather sad, that." At this, Pluto did turn. What she saw was Solaris, dressed in his royal garb. His royal garb consisted of the robes of a middle ages king, in reds, yellow, and oranges. He also had in his right hand the Staff of Eternal Flames, his favorite weapon. It was a cross between a mage's staff and a spear, a crystal in the shape of a flame attached to the end, sharp enough to cut steel like warm butter. Shuddering, Pluto remembered how easily he had cut down all who had opposed him. Those were bad times, before the Silver Millenium had even begun.
"What do you want?" Pluto asked, fearing for the planet. Even if Solaris was too weak now, he would eventually grow in power, enough to destroy the planet and all life on it. He might even go as far as to destroy every planet in the solar system.
"What do I want? Well, I want a lot of things. Power. Women. Destruction. But you know what I want most of all? Most of all, I want... Hot Wheels!"
*THUMP*Setsuna felt a strong need to hug the ground... with her face.
"Oh, come on, it's a joke!" Solaris said, laughing. "Your reaction, though! Ahahahaha! Jokes aside, I'm going to tell you what I really want," he said, becoming deadly serious. As he said this, Setsuna had gotten back up. "I want what anyone would want had their species been completely wiped out: revenge. Revenge, and retribution. I will kill every human on Earth in front of your face, leaving you in absolute solitude for a few millennia. I'll show you the life I've had to live all this time. And then, I might just put you out of your misery. But then again, I wasn't able to die, so why should you? You will live with the guilt of the entire planet, knowing you couldn't save any of them. I must be going now. Lost kingdoms don't revive themselves you know. Have a nice life. What's left of it, anyway." And so, Solaris faded from view, laughing evilly.
New A/N: Well, here it is, transferred. It's really a mix between my first draft ever and the one on Omnitroid1, so... Yeah. Hope you enjoyed!
