Disclaimer: I don't own Sailor Moon, Naoko Takeuchi does. I do own any characters I make up as the story progresses and the story concept. I'm only going to write this here, because it ruins the flow of the story on every chapter. I mean, you know I don't own Sailor Moon, right?
Author's Note: My first SM fic. I hope you enjoy. Please review so I know if it's good, 'cause when I don't get reviews I lose momentum. No momentum equals no more chappys, so please review!
Chapter One
She stood.
A maiden whose beauty was beyond compare. Her angelic form one that every soldier, every man yearned to touch. Women grew envious of her with each passing day, each passing year.
With her age, her beauty grew. A woman of unparalleled kindness, sophistication, beauty. There she stood; in her same location every day.
A fountain stood before her; birds fluttering around the calming streams of water. The creatures seemed to flock to her, as if she were beauty incarnate. She watched them every day with her crystal orbs; her fair skin glistening angelically in the sunlight.
Her golden hair cascaded down her back freely; strands flocked to her shoulders. Her tender pink lips creased into a delicate smile.
She wore a gown which matched her hair's hue; one spun of pure gold. Diamond rings adorned her thin fingers. A thick golden chain adorned her silky neck; a topaz pendant hanging from the lace. Her family crest; the crest of Venus was engraved into her birthstone, a common tradition for the royal family.
The goddess stared out into the clear sky which engulfed her planet. Her eyes filled with disappointment.
"He isn't coming," she whispered. Her voice was melodic, as if she were truly an angel descended from the heavens. "He said he would. Hm…"
"Princess."
The woman turned.
A soldier adorned in Venusian garb stood before her. His blade sheathed, his gloved hand rested uneasily on its hilt.
"Yes?" the Princess replied.
"My lady, the King and Queen wish to see you."
"I still have a few minutes before I need to go inside."
"I know my lady, but they say it's urgent." The man bowed as if to cushion the blow he had just dealt the Princess.
The angel sighed. She pulled her hand against her chest, balling it delicately.
"Alright."
"Follow me Princess."
The man turned. He began to walk towards one of the castle's many doors. The Princess followed, picking up her skirt so she could walk properly.
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A man paced in his chambers of the majestic castle of Venus. His face was chiseled, as if he were one of Venus' many masculine statues. His eyes were a stern, demanding shade of emerald. His skin was fair, as every Venusian's was. His body rippled with pure muscle. His dirty blond hair was tied back in a ponytail.
He wore orange and yellow robes, a sword gracing his hip.
His bride sat in a soft chair. Her features looked as if she could be the Princess' twin; crystal eyes, golden hair, lavish jewelry. She wore a gown the shade of the sun's rays. Her skin was pale and fair.
The only thing that distinguished the Queen from the Princess, was their hair length. The Queen's hair reached her shoulders.
"Calm downAuramus," the woman cooed. Her voice was a melodic bird's song. "It couldn't possibly be that bad. What exactly did Serenity say?"
"That Earth would not back down. She tried to forge a treaty, but Teram would not concede. He vowed to conquer all of the planets."
"I've never known Teram to be so vile."
"Times change people Mylon. Perhaps the Dark Moon got to him, I don't know. What I do know is that I will protect Venus with all of my strength."
"I know Auramus, but you seem to take things too far. Perhaps you should speak with Teram, he's always enjoyed your company."
"It…I don't see any point in doing so. He seems to have made up his mind."
A knock on the door broke the conversation. Auramus swiftly walked to the door, opening it. His eyes lit up.
"Mina, come in dearest."
"Yes Father."
The King took his daughter's hand. He sat her in a chair next to her Mother. Mina glanced at the older woman and smiled warmly.
"Hello Mother."
"Hello darling," Mylon replied. She smiled back.
"What is the meaning of this? I've never been called to your chambers so urgently."
"It is no laughing matter Mina," Auramus replied. "It appears that Earth has decided to take the war to massive proportion. No one will be safe from Teram's wrath."
"I thought that he was docile towards the planets. Why would he do such a thing now?" the Princess' eyes fell. A tinge of sadness filled her heart.
"I'm not sure dearest, but I am taking every precaution now. This includes protecting you."
Mina looked up into her Father's eyes.
"I beg your pardon?"
"From this day forward, I will order that your personal guard be around you at all times of day. I will not let Teram harm my daughter. Mina, starting now you will not wander the grounds without a guard."
"What!?" she gasped. "That isn't fair, I can take care of myself Father. Please, I don't wish for this to happen."
"I'm sorry Mina," her Mother spoke. "I see this fit for you. You are a bit…dare I say, adventurous. I don't wish for you to be hurt because of that. I stand by your Father's decision."
"But--"
"But nothing. You will have guards, starting now. That is all Mina, you may leave."
A defeated look filled the Princess' eyes. She sighed and stood.
That look of despair seemed to fill the kingdom with sadness as the aura of the room slowly fell. Auramus felt a tinge of guilt fill his heart as he watched his daughter glide across the room, towards the door. She exited.
"Do you think this is necessary Auramus?" Mylon asked.
"Yes. Yes I do Mylon. I will do anything to keep Mina safe."
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Mina walked down the castle halls. Two guards were waiting outside of the King's chambers to escort her to where ever she chose. She went to her chambers, closing the door behind her. The guards stood stationary outside.
The goddess plopped onto her silk-soft bed. She clutched the golden-orange sheets with her delicate hands. A look of dismay filled her features.
"Now how will we meet," she whispered. She panted exasperatedly, looking out of her crystal glass window.
"I hope you can still find a way to me my love. Oh, how I yearn for your touch. Please come to me Kunzite."