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A/N:
Hey everybody! This is my first fanfic so please don't be too hard on me!! It's of course Usagi and Mamoru ::sighs dreamily:: Anyways! This takes place on the moon Kingdom. I like it better when the generals are good! It's my take on what I think should have happened. Anyways, enough senseless ramblings! On to the story!
-Usa-chan
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Fallen Prince
"Mamoru-sama if you will just listen for one minute..!"
"I've heard enough Malachite! I can't do this! I can't leave her!" Mamoru screamed impatiently. He was trying to hold back his tears. He was just a boy, only sixteen, and he'd just lost his parent to the clutches of that…that mad women! He couldn't lose his Usagi too, he couldn't go to war and leave her! Malachite's tone softened as he looked at the young prince, well, he was a king now wasn't he?
"Mamoru, you are the new King of Earth, your kingdom, the entire planet needs you! You were trained for war, and as a good king you will fight in this war. I am leaving you no choices. We leave tomorrow." With that he walked out, leaving a distraught Mamoru staring after him.
Mamoru sighed, trying with his whole self not to break down. "Serenity…." He whispered to the silence.
Nephlite saw Malachite walk out of the prince's chambers, clearly upset. He quickly confronted the general.
"I take it all didn't go well?" he said softly.
"It doesn't matter, he is going, he is just upset. This isn't fair, he is too young to have to deal with this. It's so hard watching him grow up…only to send him to his death."
The last part came out a whisper. Malachite rubbed his temples, willing his newly born headache to vanquish. Nephilte looked at the oldest general, seeing the weariness embedded into Malachite's features. He could think of no words to comfort the older man, see it as he too felt the same way. All four of the generals had watched Endymion, or as Malachite called him, Mamoru grow up, and the chances of him surviving this war were slim.
Malachite sighed again softly, "I'm going to my chambers, summon the princess for Endymion, tonight very well may be there last night together." Nephlite watched as Malachite walked away, sighed, and went to find the princess.
Ending Note:
I know I know! That was tiny! But it is just the prologue! I'm mean and only post this until I get at least 2 reviews! (I am new so I am just picking a small number that I can be happy with.