Solar Guardian
PLEASE READ THE AUTHOR NOTE PLEASE. THINGS NEED TO BE EXPLAINED. THANK YOU.
I'm BAAAAACK! And I really wish I hadn't taken so long to get to writing. Sorry I was suffering from what I call hyperactive muse (or hyper muse for short) which is basically the opposite of writer's block. Instead of not being able to write a thing or come up with an idea I had too many ideas that I wanted to write them all at once and couldn't decide which I wanted to write. In the end, I've settled on this one.
So, I've wanted to do this little project ever since I started writing fanfiction again, but I just didn't know where to start or weather now was a good time to start it or not. But now with my obsession with Sailor Moon being so strong I think I'll give it a shot. So, this is the first story in a thirteen-part AU series of stories that will lead up to one big original story all revolving around the Big Four fandom which is my favorite fandom to obsess over. So, as you can probably tell this is the Big Four put into the world of Sailor Moon. It will become clear who is what planet real quick. This story will be eleven chapters long since this is such a big project and my attention span is a bit short then I'll probably take a week off before writing the next story. I have no idea how long this will all take but I'm hoping it will all work out and you'll like it. Thank you once again to Nesthellshert for editing and dealing with my craziness. I own nothing. The Big Four belong to Dreamworks, Disney, and their rightful creators and Pretty Guardian Sailor Moon belong to Naoko Takeuchi. Ships go like this for this story, Flynzel, Frostcup, Merelsa, Anna x Christoph, and Mavis x Jonny. Now let's get to it.
Act 1 Rapunzel, Sailor Sun
It always started with an image of the sun. Not like when you see it in the sky down on Earth but more like you see it in a picture of the solar system. A mulch of color ranging from burnt red to neon yellow. Then as the dream continued it got closer and closer till it was inside the sun, revealing a series of islands suspended throughout the space inside. On the largest island sat a massive golden castle. And running down the grand stairs to the garden was a beautiful girl marked as a princess by the jeweled ring wrapped around her brow. Her mile-long golden locks billowed behind her as she ran stopping only when she reached the bottom. She looked around, fist to her chest breathing heavily. It wasn't her eyes that found what she was looking for but rather her ears. She twirled around finding the boy partially hiding behind a great oak tree. Lighting up like, well, the sun, she ran for him letting him pull her into his arms as they shared a passionate kiss.
"Miss Corona."
She groaned burrowing further into her pillow.
"Miss Corona, it's time to get up." The voice called again.
"… Alright." She called out sitting up slowly. "Thank you."
"Be down for breakfast in ten minutes."
"I will." She promised.
She waited until the sound of retreating footsteps to disappear before she sighed getting up and stumbling over to her easel.
"Who are you?" she wondered aloud staring at the bare bone painting of a prince and a princess embracing in a loving kiss.
She had been dreaming about them for as long as she could remember, she just couldn't figure out who they were supposed to be. With a sigh she turned her back on it and went to her wardrobe. One of the few freedoms she had was picking out her own clothing. For today she decided to where a white baggy V-neck t-shit tucked into a light pink mini skirt complete with pascal purple leggings. No shoes. She never wore shoes. Barely leaving the house or going outside she never felt the need. Because of that she only owned one pair that collected a good bit of dust. Once that was done she went to her vanity running her brush through her knee length blonde hair before braiding it to keep it maintained. That all done and with five minutes till she had to be down for breakfast she got up and headed down.
The Corona mansion was modest in size as far as mansions goes so it didn't take long to enter the dinning room. She expected it to be empty as it always was. Both her parents were doctors of sorts. Her mom was a pediatrician while her dad was a phycologist so they had early mornings and late nights. She hardly ever saw them these days. Yet when she entered the room she was met with both her mother and father sitting at one end of the long table. Taken aback by this she hesitated at the doorway.
"Don't linger in the door like that, Rapunzel." Her mother said gently. "Come sit."
"Y-yes." She nodded padding over to the seat next to her father.
He chuckled.
"Still refusing to wear shoes I see." He smiled fondly at her.
"There is no need to wear them if I never go anywhere." Rapunzel shrugged taking her seat.
"Honestly." Her mother sighed though she smiled at her daughter's antics. "Such a silly girl."
"Um," she began fiddling with her skirt. "Speaking of going somewhere, I was wondering, I mean I'm fifteen now and, I was hoping that maybe you would let me go into the city."
"Rapunzel." Her mother warned.
"Please, I don't have to go alone."
"I'm sorry dear but we don't have the time to take you." Her father sighed trying to divert the conversation so as not to lead to a fight. "Whatever you want we could pick up or get online if you would like."
"That's…" she wanted to argue but knew that it was a lost cause. She's been having this battle with her parents for years. It should have been obvious to her by now that they would never let her leave. "No, never mind. I don't need anything."
"Well then, let's enjoy a nice breakfast before your father and I have to head to work." her mother smiled.
She nodded beginning to nibble one her French toast with false contentment.
About half an hour later she said goodbye to her parents before heading to the study to wait for her tutor to show up for her studies. This was how her days always went. Eat breakfast, study till the late afternoon then have the rest of the evening to herself to do as she wished if she stayed within the walls of her mansion home. It was how her life has been since she was ten and it was a life that she couldn't help but resent. It wasn't uncommon for someone in her position to want to be free of the four walls of home. To go to school and go shopping with friends. Instead she let her parents buy her clothes and stayed locked away in her home with nothing but her books and paints to keep her entertained. She would say that her parents are over protective, but considering how she was almost adducted when she was barely a month old she could understand where they're coming from. Still it didn't make her feel any better.
So she sat through her studies, which wasn't that big of a chore. She enjoyed learning and it was a great way to pass the time. With a short break for a snack and then lunch she finished her studies and thanked her tutor with a broad smile before heading up to her room. She contemplated painting but decided to do some reading instead. All day she felt her pent-up frustrations threatening to burst from her and she didn't think pondering over her dream would make her feel any better. Then again, reading didn't do much either, she just ended up looking out her window longingly.
"Why do they have to be so absurd?" she sighed falling against her bed. "Don't they trust that I can handle myself. I've only been taking self-defense classes since I was five. I want to see the city. They don't even take me to their Christmas parties, not that I would want to go, but still. Ugh!"
Burring her face in her pillow she could only think about what it would be like to be a normal girl and do normal things. Well by general standards she was normal, but she wished she didn't have so many restrictions. Though part of it was her fault. She could never stand up to her parents and tell them to get over the past like she wanted. In a way, their fear was justified. She was almost taken when she was a baby. They were only trying to protect her, she couldn't blame them for that.
And yet…
"I wanna go outside!" she sighed pouting like a child.
Acting like this wasn't something she normally did but after so many years she was getting fed up with this.
"I can't take it." She growled. "It wouldn't kill them if I went out for just an hour or two."
She nodded feeling confident in her decision. Grabbing her shoes—a pair of black ballet flats—and slipping them on she quietly crept through the halls until she reached the back door. Once when the coast was clear she ran for the fence and jumped it without any trouble. Once on the other side she took off running in the direction of down town. It wasn't until she was maybe half a mile away that she suddenly stopped.
"What am I doing." She cried. "I can't do this to my parents. This will kill them. I should go back." Sighing she turned back head hung taking a few steps before turning again. "But what they don't know won't hurt them. I'm going to see the outside world… but they'll freak and never trust me again. I'll never be let out then. I should just go home… But… what if this is the only chance I'll get. I should take it… right? But…"
Back and forth like this she went. Taking three steps forward then three steps back. She was making herself dizzy both because she was walking circles and because she couldn't make up her mind.
"Ugh, I don't know what to do." She cried gripping her hair.
"You keep screaming like that and someone is gonna assume you escaped an asylum." Someone snickered at her.
Now embarrassed and even more angry she whipped around to give whoever a stern tongue lashing.
"It's rude to ease drop like that. You should really-" she paused mid-sentence suddenly transfixed by the figure.
He was a boy maybe a year older than her with thick brown locks and soulful brown eyes that penetrated her very soul. His look was so intense she felt the need to back up. He himself seemed stunned by her as well and couldn't form much of a coherent sentence and had to shake his head to clear it.
"Just keep it down." He chuckled. "What is your issue anyway."
"N-nothing." She stuttered looking away. "I just, don't know if I want to go to town or not."
"Why don't you know?"
"N-no reason."
"Well just go. Can't hurt anything, unless you're too scared to go alone. Well see you around." he called as he walked away.
She watched him with a mix of annoyance and wonder.
"What a rude guy." She huffed crossing her arms. Still she had to make up her mind. "I'm not going back, I have to see the city simple as that."
With that she stormed forward already forgetting the grief she'll be causing her parents.
It didn't take her long till she was in the thick of the town surrounded by people hustling and bustling back and forth as they went about their day. She marveled it all with unbridled glee not sure where she should go first. When she spotted an arcade, she stopped in to check out the games. Turned out she wasn't that bad at most of them. A few games later she began to get bored and left to find something else. She ended up in a clothing store, not really intending on buying anything but enjoying looking around. She continued like this stopping in whatever shop that caught her eye. In all honesty, it wasn't as exciting as she thought it would be but rather gave her a sense of peace. She enjoyed milling around like this feeling like she had no burdens to bare or appointments to keep. It brought a tranquil smile to her lips.
"Oh, my god. Someone do something!"
She paused turning to see what was all the commotion. To her shock and horror, she saw that a small chameleon was running back and forth in the middle of a busy street barely dodging cars of as they rushed by.
"Oh no." she gasped.
Before she even knew what was happening she was running for the street. Civilians watched as she did so crying out for her to stop and that it was too dangerous. Being as mindful of the oncoming traffic as she could she rushed out stooping for just a second to snatch the tiny lizard before leaping out onto the opposite sidewalk, feeling the burning friction of a fender just as she made it.
"Ow." She moaned looking down seeing where the car had clipped her ripping her legging on her left leg. It wasn't a serious wound, just a small scrape. "That was close, could've been a lot worse. Are you okay little guy."
The chameleon looked up at her with what looked like a smile appearing to be uninjured.
"It seems you're okay." she smiled patting its head. "I'm glad."
"That was close you could have seriously been hurt."
"Huh." She looked up to find a tall boy roughly her age with shocking white hair and blue eyes staring at her with concern.
"Are you alright?" he asked spotting her leg. "Oh no your bleeding."
"No it's fine." She waved him off. "It's just a scrape. I've got some antiseptic in my bag and a band aid. I'll be fine."
"You're sure?" he asked looking skeptical.
"Yeah, don't worry. My parents are doctors so they made sure I've always known how to take care of myself."
"Well that's a relief I guess." He sighed looking down at the chameleon fondly. "Such a little thing causes so much trouble."
"Do you know this lizard?" she asked.
"I do. I was taking care of him for a friend but sadly that friend can't take him back and I can't take care of him for too much longer. I've been trying to find him a new home but haven't had too much luck. I was just out walking with him when he suddenly took off. Thank you for saving him." He bowed his head gratefully.
"No problem, I just did what anyone else would have done."
At this he became a little more serious.
"I don't think so. I saw as so many people stood by and just watched or saw but moved on like there was nothing to worry about. Few people have the courage or compassion you showed."
"Oh um, well…" she didn't really have the words to reply to that.
"Anyway, I should probably take him. Still got to find a new home for him." The boy smiled holding out his hands for the lizard.
Suddenly she didn't want him to take the little guy.
"Um, if you don't mind I'll take him." She blurted out.
"… Really?" he raised a brow. "You sure you want to."
"Yeah, I mean I'm an only child and don't see my parents very often so I could use a little friend."
He scrutinized her for a minute before giving a small smile and shrug.
"Well he likes you, so I guess it couldn't hurt anything." He nodded patting the little lizard's head. "His name is Pascal and he really likes fruit. Particularly oranges."
"He can have all the vitamin C he wants." She smiled.
"I got to go run some more errands before heading home. I'll see you around, kay." He smiled and started to head off.
"Oh, hang on a second." She called reaching for him.
"Yes?"
"Um, well believe it or not this is the first time I've been downtown." She blushed timidly. "Could you tell me where the library would be."
He smiled at this. She wasn't sure why but that smile looked familiar, like the smile of an old friend you haven't seen in a while. It only served to confuse her more since she had no idea what she said to make him smile like that.
"You enjoy reading?" he asked.
"Yeah, well I enjoy learning. Books are the best way to do that."
His smile grew as he pointed over to a building next to a little café.
"That's it there. If you keep Pascal in your bag he'll behave enough so you don't get kicked out."
"Thank you." She smiled turning around to head for the wonders that the library held.
The boy watched as she went, that fond smile still in place.
"I'm glad we found her Pascal." He murmured softly. "I'll keep looking for the others. I leave her wellbeing in your capable claws. Till next time my friend."
With that he turned heading in the opposite direction.
"Wow!" Rapunzel gasped seeing the walls lined with shelves and isles of books. "This place is amazing."
She skipped from isle to isle picking up books and flipping through them before something else caught her eye and she moved on telling herself she'd come back. Eventually she ended up in the mythology section and sitting down right at the shelf with a rather thick volume a smile plastered on her face.
Only to be torn off a second later.
VERB-RING. VERB-RING. VERB-RING.
She had to cover her mouth with both hands to muffle the startled cry that tore through her. Quickly she rushed to grab her phone and quiet it so it wouldn't incur the wrath of the librarian. When she finally found it, she silenced it and stared fearfully at the name.
"Mom…" she gulped before taking a deep calming breath and putting the phone to her ear. "Hi mom, what's up?"
"WHERE ARE YOU?" her mother shrieked on the other end.
Busted. She mentally winced.
"What do you mean?" she asked hoping that she had just missed an appointment or something and could play off painting in her room.
"You know what I mean." Her mother hissed. "Your body guard has been looking for you for hours. You're not at the house, where are you?"
So very busted.
"Okay don't be mad, but I snuck out." She whimpered.
"YOU WHAT!?"
Rapunzel hand to pull away from the phone to keep her ear drum from shattering.
Now you're in for it.
"Why would you do such a thing? What were you thinking?"
"That I could use a bit of freedom." She sighed.
"What was that?" her mother growled.
"I said I needed some air."
"You could have gotten that at the estate. Why would you leave."
"Because mom I haven't been out of the mansion since I was born. I just wanted to see the city."
"You know how dangerous that its."
"I know, just as I know that I can handle myself. I've been learning self-defense since I could walk. Mom I-"
"Enough!"
Hearing the stern tone in her mother's voice Rapunzel cut herself off, waiting for what she knew would be the final say in the argument.
"Where are you, I'll have your body guard come pick you up immediately."
"… I'm at the library." She lamented pitifully.
"Wait for him outside and don't move. We'll talk more about this after your father and I get home. I can't believe you would do something like this."
"I'm… I'm sorry."
"Just get home." With that she hung up leaving Rapunzel to stare at the phone fighting unwanted tears.
"I just, wanted to see the city and be normal for once." She murmured putting the phone away. "Why can't they understand?"
Feeling a poke at her knee she looked down to see the little chameleon looking up at her sadly turning a deep shade of blue to match. She smiled down at him lifting him up so she could peck his forehead with a soft kiss, right on the sun mark. This made him turn pink.
"Don't worry." She smiled down at him. "I'll figure out how to convince them that they're being over protective. It'll all work out."
Letting the lizard rest on her shoulder she exited the library just to sit on the front steps and wait for her ride. That is until she caught the whiff of something amazing, like cinnamon and brewing coffee. She wasn't a fan of the bitter taste of the beverage however the smell was lovely. Following her nose, she spotted the café next to the library.
"Couldn't hurt to get a warm cup while I wait." She smiled down at the little reptile as he chirped his approval.
Brushing herself off she skipped next door waiting patiently in the line once when she entered browsing the menu as she did so.
"Ooh. I know what I'm getting." She smiled hopping up to the counter, beaming. "One sixteen-ounce organ chai with whipped cream on top."
"Sure thing, and would you like a little treat for the little guy?" The barista nodded to Pascal.
"You can do that?" she gaped.
"Yeah, well mostly we hand out dog treats. Most people carry around dogs. But I'm sure there is something we have for the little one."
"If you have any fruit he'll eat it."
"Alright, can I get a name?"
"Rapunzel."
"Like the fairy tale princess?"
"Yeah…"
"That's so cool." The barista smiled, grabbing something behind the counter coming back with a grape. "Here you go little guy."
Chirping happily Pascal let his tongue shoot out to latch onto the purple fruit pulling it into his mouth.
"It'll be ready in a few minutes. I'll call out your name when its ready." She assured Rapunzel.
"Thank you." She nodded going to sit by the window while she waited.
She knew she was going to be in big trouble when she got home. Most likely they'll double the security making sure she can't sneak out again. They'll most likely have her body guard shadow her everywhere she goes. What little freedom she had in the mansion will be gone and all she did was try to see the city. All she wanted was to see the world outside her little one. She had tried to get them to agree to let her out while she was with her body guard but that never went well. They would never go for it. Always saying it was too dangerous. They were letting that night fifteen years ago, dictate her life and it was driving her insane.
"I just want to see the world." She sighed.
"Rapunzel." The barista called out.
Jumping from her chair she skipped to the counter.
"Thank you so much." She smiled spinning on her heels and running right into someone, spilling her chai all over herself. "Hot! Hot! Hot!"
"Oh, sorry about that. Here let me help."
Looking up she saw a familiar face.
"Hey, you're that guy from the park this morning."
"And you're that loud girl from the park this morning." He smirked.
"You made me spill my chai tea." She whined looking down at herself. "I was looking forward to drinking it."
"I can buy you another one." He offered. "Just wait here."
Right at that moment she saw her body guard's car go by the front window.
"Oh no." she cried.
"Hey where are you going?" he called after her.
She didn't answer, she didn't have time, she had to catch her body guard before he reported to her parents she was missing again.
"I'm here!" she called out to the car chasing it down. "I'm here, don't leave without me!"
"Hey, at least give me your name." the boy called out only to be met with nothing.
She hopped in the black Mercedes and was gone.
"That girl…" he murmured to himself. "She seems like more trouble than she's worth and yet…"
Meanwhile, in a darker part of the world there was a boy with great power and a dark heart. He stood before a mirror showing him images of the sky. His power came from not only the darkness that was released not so long ago but the heavens themselves. He served the darkness making the heaven's bend to their will. They had waited to execute their plans and now was the time. They needed to find her, so say's his master.
"Heaven's bring me life, give me able minions who will do as I say without question. I beckon thee now, grant me my wish." He called strongly giving the heavens no room to refuse.
Lighting sparked from the mirror till it was a steady stream flowed from the glass surface. The stream separated in two striking the ground. It sparked there for a moment before two hulking figures stood there waiting for their orders.
"Master," one said.
"What is your wish?" said the other.
"Go, find the princess." The boy ordered. "She gives off an extraordinary energy, follow her trail and bring her back here. Our master wishes to have her."
"As you wish." They said in unison disappearing in a flash of light.
"I will not fail. My master will have the princess." He swore to himself glaring at the mirror.
She was dreading the whole ride home. The only thing keeping her from jumping out the car at once was the little green chameleon sitting in her lap. Focusing on him made her feel less tense. She supposed that no matter what happened with her parents in the end she had a friend now to keep her from feeling lonely. But still, she didn't want to be locked away anymore. Not after all she has seen and experienced today. The little shops and the people, the world was so big outside her isolated mansion home. She hadn't even seen much of the world, just the city she has lived in since she was born and yet it was all so amazing. There was no way she could go back to being locked up like before.
"I'm just gonna have to make them realize." She nodded to herself. "I'll make them see that I can handle myself and can be trusted out in the world… or I could just keep sneaking out."
Pascal chirped in a chuckle of sorts making Rapunzel smile. Whatever happened next, she would handle it. With or without her parent's permission she would be free.
They made it to the estate in just a few short minutes though the sun had already gone down. Once the car stopped she got out running up the steps then to her room. Until her parents came home she didn't want anything to do with anyone. She just wanted to be alone to gather her thoughts. She needed to come up with a solid argument before she faced her parents so she at least had a fighting chance. And that is how she ended up pacing from her bed to her easel without even bothering to change her ripped and stained clothes.
"I just need to come up with a way to explain to them why I can be trusted out there in the world." She hissed to herself fingers to her chin in thought. "Something that would work. I could use the fact that I saved Pascal as a key point. Then again they'll think I'm reckless and silly for running into traffic for a little lizard."
"Something I am very grateful for by the way."
She paused mid step blinking confused at the ground.
"Who… who said that?" she asked afraid of the answer.
"I did." Following the voice, she met the eyes of Pascal sitting atop her easel. He smiled at her tilting his head. "Hello."
"…um… WHAAAAAAA!" she screamed backing up until she hit the wall. "THE LIZARD IS TALKING!"
"Please, call me Pascal." He said gently. "I have been looking for you, Rapunzel."
"St-stay away!" She stuttered inching closer to her door. "Don't come any closer."
"Please, Rapunzel calm down." Pascal soothed raising his claws in surrender. "I'm not here to hurt you. I need your help. You're one of the only people who can help me. Please I must carry out my mission."
"M-mission?"
"Yes, I have been given the mission to find my princess and protect her from the coming threat. The seal has been broken. Only the princess can stop history from repeating itself. With the power of the Solar Golden Crystal she will save this world and our future. I must find her. But I can't do it alone. I need the help of the princess's reincarnated guardians, the Solar Guardians, to find and protect her until she is strong enough to defeat this evil. Please Rapunzel, I know you are one of the guardians. Help me find the others, and my princess. I beg you please."
"Um, hold on… what… I mean what are you talking about? How are you talking?"
"See this mark on my forehead." He looked up to the sun mark. "This allows me to talk to you and use a few other gifts."
"That explains very little." She whined.
"Just please trust me and take this."
The spot on his brow glowed seeming to summon something. The object glowed brightly before the light faded leaving behind a golden brooch to fall into her open palms. Now that it wasn't glowing she could see that it was made into the shape of the sun with nine points and a topaz gem encrusted in the center.
"What is this?" she asked blinking rapidly.
"Put it on and call out Sun." Pascal told her.
"… and why would I do that?"
"Because it will prove to you that I'm telling the truth." He urged. "And if nothing happens then you can throw me out if you want. What does it hurt if you just try?"
He has a point.
"I'm gonna regret this." She gulped putting on the brooch. "SUN!"—as she said it her voice continued of its accord— "CELESTIAL POWER, MAKE UP!"
She was engulfed in a pillar of gold light, swallowing her, changing her. When it faded she was wearing a whole new outfit. A sailor uniform skimped up for a girl. The skirt was a purple while the bust was white with a purple bow on the chest and a purple sailor cape on the back. Her hands and arms were covered up to her elbow by a pair of white gloves yet her feet where bare. On her forehead was the same sun symbol that Pascale wore. Her hair was still in its braid, or at least half of it was. The rest fell loosely touching her ankles. To put it simply, she was somehow turned into a cosplayer.
"W-what's happened to me?" she cried looking down at herself.
"See you are a Solar Guardian." Pascal smiled. "Your Sailor Sun, guardian of love and dreams."
"I'm what?" she gaped still not understanding anything.
"It will all come to you in time. For now, turn back and I'll explain what I ca-"
"HELP ME!"
"Huh?" Rapunzel gasped looking around her room. "Pascal, did you hear that?"
"What is it? What do you hear?" he asked urgently.
"OH GOD, PLEASE HELP ME!"
"I can hear someone calling for help." She said trying to pinpoint the sound.
"Focus on the brooch, it will tell you where to go. Normally one of the other guardians has this ability but we'll make do with what we have. Now focus."
She nodded, still lost, placing a hand over the brooch and listening to what it wanted to tell her.
"PLEASE, THEY'RE GOING TO KILL ME! SOMEONE HELP ME!"
Focusing on the voice she was shown a vision. The barista she saw earlier today at the café, it was her and she was being attacked. Two hulking figures radiating power towered over her as she cried.
"Oh no." Rapunzel cried running for the door without a second thought.
"Sailor Sun, wait for me." Pascal called running after her.
She wasn't sure how she made it past the security or her guards all she knew was that someone was in danger and she had to do something about it. She ran and ran, unaware of the pain her feet should have been in due to her bare feet. Yet they did not hurt. She felt stronger like it would take more than a rough terrain or sharp gravel to tear into her skin. Though she barley registered that too. All she could think about was pushing herself faster just so she could get to the café in time.
"Hang in there, I'm coming." She promised.
"I don't think she's here." One of the brutish red headed men sighed.
"But we tracked her energy here." The other, a shorter one sporting an eyepatch, groaned.
"That just means she was here at some point during the day, not that she's here. We'll just have to pick the trail back up."
"What do we do about her?"
They looked the lone barista they caught closing. She had passed out a moment ago, unable to take the panic that had sunk into her heart. There was only one solution.
"Kill her. She's seen us and we can't have her blabbing her mouth about what she saw."
"Fine, but you better pick up the trail quick. The longer we take on this the more impatient our master becomes."
"Whatever just get it done." the one without the eyepatch huffed.
"Sorry about this girly." Eyepatch grinned morphing his hand into a long-curved blade. "Nothing personal."
"Get away from her right now!"
Both men startled jumping from the barista, staring wide eyed at the front door where the silhouette of a girl in a mini skirt stood against the light of the moon.
"Who the hell are you." No eyepatch growled.
"I am the pretty guardian, who fights for love and dreams, I am Sailor Sun." she called striking a pose letting one arm across her chest and the other over her head before moving so one hand was on her hip and the other was pointing. "And in the name of the Sun, I will punish you."
… what am I doing. Why am I posing like some anime character, and this introduction… god I probably look ridiculous. She moaned to herself. On the upside, it is kind of fun.
"Sailor Sun, never heard of her how about you brother?" no eyepatch chuckled.
"Never. Let's waste her and get this over with." Eyepatch hissed. "You have no idea what you walked into little girl. We're the Stabbington brothers."
"Funny never heard of you either." She grinned getting in a fighting stance. "Bring it eyepatch."
Both brothers chuckled letting their hands become curved sickle blades.
"Oh," she gaped taking a step back. "Well that changes things."
"Say your farewell, brat." No eyepatch growled lunging at her.
With a shriek, she jumped out of the way barley missing the second blade from the other brother. This wasn't going well. She had no idea what she was supposed to do. All she could do was jump out of the way. What else could she do.
"Pascal, what do I do?" she cried dodging another attack.
"Focus, Sailor Sun. Summon your power." He called back to her.
"How do I do tha- aah!" she tripped over her own feet falling to the ground with a cry.
"Now I've got you." Eyepatch grinned manically as he brought down his scythe blade.
She screamed bracing herself for the pain. Yet it did not come. Instead a great force suddenly hit the brute, knocking him against the furthest wall from Sailor Sun.
"What the hell was that?" no eyepatch squawked seeing his brother knocked down.
"Picking on girls is so ungentlemanly." A low gentle voice chuckled from in front of Sailor Sun.
She looked up to see a man, wearing blue and black spandex and a pair of visor sunglasses. Unlike her, he looked like a real superhero from a comic book. His hair was slicked back as flat as it could go looking black in the moon light. He was tall and lean with noticeable muscles. Everything about him screamed hero causing a great sense of relief to wash over Sailor Sun. A sense of safety and security putting her at ease.
"Not another one. Who the fuck are you." Eyepatch snarled.
"I am the vigilante of the night known simply as Rider. I was out on my patrol when I heard all the commotion."
"Damn it, just kill them both." No eyepatch order charging Rider.
"Listen, while I'm keeping them occupied you summon that power the lizard was talking about." He said so that only Sailor Sun could here. "I don't know why, but I think you're the only one that can defeat these goons. Don't worry, you got this."
He gave her a soft smile making her heart flip.
"Ye-yeah." She nodded. "You can count on me."
"Good." He nodded back. "Alright boys, let's see if you can catch me."
With that he was off in a blur. Moving too fast for any human to track. The brother struggled to find him but he kept their attention no matter what.
"Pascal, what do I need to do?" she asked the lizard not wanting to make Rider do all the work.
"Hold out your hand and call out, SUN SOLAR FRYING!" Pascal urged.
"Okay, you got it." She nodded holding out her hand. "SUN SOLAR FRYING!"
Her hand glowed slowly taking the shape of a… a frying pan?
She didn't have time to question it. As soon as the pan was formed it began to get hot. A blazing light grew in the bowl of the pan just waiting.
"Rider, get out of the way!" she cried waiting till he did so before flinging the light. "Take this!"
The light spiraled in the air till it collided solidly with the Stabbington brothers. They screamed out in pain before turning to crispy charcoal statues then crumbling into ashes. Just like that that battle was over.
"Oh wow." Sailor Sun gasped falling to her knees. "That was intense."
"Quickly Sailor Sun, the girl needs your help." Pascal called from where the barista was slumped.
"Didn't I just help her?" she asked concerned rushing to her none the less.
"She may have sustained some trauma, use your hair and the healing song to heal her."
"My hair? Healing song?"
"Wrap your hair around her wrist and sing the first song that comes to your mind."
"Um… you know what, you've been right about everything so far so why not." She bobbed her head doing as he said.
"Flower, gleam and glow. Let your power shine. Make the clock reverse, bring back what once was mine. Heal what has been hurt, change the fates design. Save what has been lost, bring back what once was mine. What once was mine."
She had never heard the song before. It just came to her. She could hear the melody so clearly, as if it were a mother's lullaby.
Though even after she sang the girl stayed unconscious.
"Did it work?" she asked.
"Yes, she just needs rest is all." Pascal assured.
"Her hair glows." She heard Rider chuckle. "I didn't see that coming."
She turned back to him. What was it about this man? Her heart wouldn't stop racing when she saw him.
"Who are you?" she murmured.
"For now, I'm an ally." He smiled. "Now sorry, but I really must be going. Until next time, Sailor Sun."
"Uh, hey wait." She called running after the blur.
She didn't know why she did though, he was gone before she even got to her feet. Still she tried. But in the end, she could only stare down the road where he took off.
"Rider…" she sighed in wonder.
"You did really well, Rapunzel." Pascal smiled as he hopped onto her shoulder. "Your mother would be proud."
"My mom?" she raised her brow.
"I mean, if you could tell her. Which you can't."
"Not like she would believe me anyway. She's just planning to lock me away forever when she gets back… home. I FORGOT!" she cried taking off up the road. "I need to get back before they do."
"You know your agility is better in this form." Pascal informed her. "Take to the roof tops. It'll be faster."
"Whatever works." She groaned letting her body take charge.
She leaped with all her might landing vertically on the wall, but she didn't stop. Using the forward momentum that she had she pushed herself up. running up the side of the building till she ran past the roof into the air.
"Whoo-hoo!" she cried taking a tumble once she landed disbursing the impact with a roll. "That was amazing."
"Hurry." Pascal urged.
"Right." She nodded taking off.
This feeling was unlike anything she had every felt. Like she was flying. There were a couple of times when she slipped up, but it turns out that her hair can be used like a whip. It grows on command when she needs it letting her swing like she's on a vine. In no time at all she made it to the mansion. Leaping right over her fence and into her bedroom window.
"Now how do I get back into my normal clothes." She asked patting herself down. "I don't see a zipper on this thing."
"Just will it." Pascal told her.
Nodding she put her hands together willing her sailor suit away and her street clothes back. To her relief, they came back with a quickness, and right on time. Just as the sparkles and lights disappeared her door opened revealing a pair of pissed off looking parents.
"Mom, dad." She nodded.
"Explain yourself." Her mother growled, crossing her arms. "Why would you risk your safety like that?"
"Because…" sigh. "I'm tired of being trapped here. Mom I want to see the world outside this mansion. I got to see so much today. It was incredible."
"What could possibly be so interesting out there. You have everything you need right here." Her mom sighed throwing her hands in the air.
"Not freedom, or social interaction." Rapunzel argued. "Just today I had a conversation about my name with a total stranger. And I met a boy who called me brave and compassionate. I could make friends out there and not be alone anymore. Being here is so suffocating. I can hardly breathe without my body guard hovering over my shoulder. I experienced the greatest feeling today. I got to help a girl who was… being bullied and it made me feel like I had a purpose here. I know you want me to be a doctor and I still plan to become one, but a doctor needs to be charming. How can I put my patients at ease if I have no social graces? You don't even let me go to your Christmas parties. I have no experience with people. Letting me go out into the city more often so that I could learn these social graces. It'll be like a training exercise in a way. Please, don't lock me away anymore. Let me go out into the world."
She gave them her best determined stare not backing down for anything. For a moment, it seemed like they weren't going to budge. Still she remained patient. This was rewarded with a long heavy sigh from her mother.
"I hate that we let your tutors teach you to debate." She groaned pinching the bridge of her nose. "If we say no you're just going to sneak out again aren't you?"
"Yes, yes I am."
"Ugh, fine. But on one condition; your body guard is to escort you and your phone must be on you always. Understood?"
"Um… yes, understood."
"Then we will allow it." Her father smiled.
"Wait, really?"
"Yes really." Her mother nodded.
"Yay, thank you. Thank you. Thank you." She cried wrapping them in her arms as tight as she could muster.
"Don't celebrate just yet." Her mother chastised. "You're still in hot water for sneaking out like that."
At this Rapunzel deflated.
"Yes mom." She whimpered.
"For that your astrology class is canceled for tomorrow."
"What but mom I love that lesson."
"I know. It's only for tomorrow you'll live."
"But I'll have to catch up."
"Well you should have thought about that before you snuck out."
"… fine."
"Well now that that's settled, I think we've all had enough excitement for one day." Her father chuckled.
"You have no idea." Rapunzel murmured glancing at Pascal.
"Goodnight dear." Her mother cooed pecking her forehead gently.
"Goodnight." She smiled watching them leave. As soon as they were gone she collapsed on her bed with a loud sigh. "I can't believe that worked."
"I'm impressed." Pascal chuckled hopping onto the bed with her. "Your debate skills are excellent."
"It was nothing, really just me grasping at straws." She looked over at the painting of the princess and the prince, her mind wondering to Rider for some reason. "I wonder who he is."
"Get some rest, Rapunzel. Tomorrow I will explain everything I can."
"Kay. Night Pascal."
"Goodnight, Rapunzel." He chirped curling up next to her.
Meanwhile in the darker parts of the world, a certain boy with a dark heart was plotting.
"That girl." He murmured. "She may be the key to finding the princess. I'll have to observe her and strike when the time is right. And once I've found the princess, my master will have all she needs to rule this rock. Just you wait Sailor Sun, I'm coming for you."
Whew that was fun. Let me know what you think and look forward to the next chapter. And remember, fanfiction authors need love too.