A/N: I wrote this for a prompt on the STXI Kink Meme on Livejournal. I don't own Sailor Moon or Star Trek they belong to their respective owners.
It was a tradition that had been passed down from mother to daughter for as long as anyone in T'Pring's family could remember.
When she was eight standard years old T'Pring was giving the special IDIC amulet that would allow her to defend her people. It was an extraordinary responsibility for someone so young, but the women in T'Pring's family had been doing it for generations.
When Nero's attack began T'Pring stood in the katric ark with the rest of the Vulcan High Council, attempting to telepathically hold the planet together.
It was all in vain. When Spock arrived and she left with the Council, knowing there was nothing left she could do to save her people.
T'Pring felt the pain of her people, but also the pain of the planet itself as it was destroyed. It nearly killed her, but she held on to the tentative bond she had with Spock to help her through it.
When the Enterprise returned to Earth T'Pring disembarked alone, not wanting to be near anyone when her control was precariously slipping through her grasp.
"T'Pring, Sailor Vulcan; I grieve with thee on the loss of thy people." A woman said in perfect Vulcan.
T'Pring opened her eyes from her attempt at meditation and saw a woman with long forest green hair, tanned skin, and reddish brown eyes. What surprised T'Pring, although she did not show it, was that this woman wore an outfit similar to T'Pring's, only in black.
"The loss of a planet is devastating. Even I, who shall live forever, have not completely overcome the loss of the Silver Millennium." The woman said in standard.
"You know my identity, but what is yours?" T'Pring asked, trying her hardest not to allow her curiosity to be heard in her voice.
"I am Sailor Pluto. One of the Sailor Senshi of the Sol System, but you may call me Setsuna."
"I appreciate your statement in the face of the destruction of my world, but I must ask that you leave me in peace. My emotional control is not at its best as I felt the death of the planet itself as well as the billions of Vulcans who did not make it." T'Pring said as calmly as she was able.
"I understand. But know there are others who feel your pain. I am here at the request of my Princess, Serenity. She shall grant you asylum on Earth, should you wish to stay." Setsuna said.
"The offer is appreciated, but I have a duty to my people. In the wake of the destruction of our world, they shall need my protection now more than ever." T'Pring told her.
"I understand." Setsuna sat on a nearby bench, "Which is also why Princess Serenity also said that the Sol Senshi will assist the Vulcan people in any way that they can."
"I shall discuss it with the elders. I believe the Terran colloquialism is 'thank-you', when offered such assistance."
"You're welcome T'Pring. If you wish to speak with me again, please contact me through Starfleet. They know me as Admiral Meioh." Setsuna stood to leave.
T'Pring nodded her understanding and returned to her meditation as Setsuna left.
Sorry it's so short. If anyone thinks I should continue, I'll try me best.