who's sun was Betelgeuse. It had beautiful landscapes of the purest golden hues.Feilds covered in silver grasses, and sunsets that set the sky aflame in purples and blues. Indeed, it was paradise.
Until the Psychosis began of course. A virus that affected peoples brain chemistry permanently, making them go beyond the norm, mentally, physically and emotionally. Only a small portions of Jycalor's population were not affected, those who were, were hellbent on one goal: destroy there beloved home world. World war broke out.
There was just one hope: The Sailor Senshi.
The princess of Jycalor was trained to be a Senshi, and when she came of age, accept her mantle. The Senshi would most certainly come and save there own.
As the war continued, as the people were murdered and planet died, so did the Princess's hope.
Eventually, the planet was no more then a shell of its former splendour.The war was truely lost when the infected declaired mutany and breeched Psyche Castle,the palace. They brutally
butchered every living being, The princess forced to watch as her parents were torn inside out.
The princess escaped with her life, by laying in a pool of still warm blood, and holding her
breath. After the mutany, the Princess saught safety aboard an escape ship. As the ship sped from her beloved home, her duel coloured eyes look out the porthole and saw, only a crescent of the planet remained. Her eyes widened, devastated
"No...no..I don't understand!" She clutched at her black diamond necklace and felt its energy,
alive, awake. "Why did they not come? Why did they not come for one of there own?"
You are not one of them...The voice in her head hissed darkly you never were, princess...and
you'll never be....
"I don't understand it..I am one of them!
Say it, pretty princess, say that you a fraud! A sham! Say that you are not one of them
"I-...No....."
Say the words!
"No...I-..."
SAY THEM!
"NO!" She tore the gem from it's chain, the chain tinkling to the floor. She held the gem above her and screamed "Anubis Judgement! Resurrect!" Her robes tore away and a freezing black light enveloped her. She now wore A black Senshi body suit with purple sailor cape, elbow length gloves, purple Skirt, bows and choker.
After getting over the general shock of what just happened, she crawled over to the mirror and looked at herself. She giggled slightly, amused. She then slowly rose to her feet and held her black gloved hands before her. Her giggle grew to such an inhuman laugh that it would frighten the dead. She could feel the power surging through her delicate body, all the power of the dead and the insane.
"No." she said to the voice in her head "I will never be like them"
Yesss.....good girl...
She quieted, then stretched luxuriously, The Princess of a Once glorious planet dead, Infected by the virus and vengeful.
Sailor Anubis was born.