Hello all! I am brand new to fanfiction.net, and after reading so many great stories, I was inspired to dig up some of my own old
fanfics to upload. This story, "Sailor Moon Neo" is the adapted version of the Yahoo! Groups RPG that I owned some years ago. It was
called "Venus Glitter Crystal," and was a great RPG while it was still alive. After it started petering out, I had wanted to make a
story version since I loved the RPG so much. So this, of course, is the product of that. I wrote this fic quite some time ago
(read: three or more years), and was unable to finish it. However, after uploading it and having to edit the chapters, I began to
ponder whether or not I should finish it. Then a review from Cel helped me to decide that I really ought to finish it. So, I hope to
be able to finish it a few chapters or so... thanks Cel!
Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters... so don't sue me.
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Sailor Moon Neo
Prolouge
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"Where are you?" an aged, weathered voice asked the air. An old man
crouched low by a crackling fire, gazing into its blaze with a frightening intensity.
A weak breeze teased the ends of his long, white hair, making the stillness of the
man even more apparent. He had deep blue eyes that surveyed the licking
flames; he was searching for something.
With a sudden burst of movement, he flipped his bony hand out, releasing
a small handful of white petals. They slipped into the flames, charring and
curling from the heat.
"Magnolia," he commented to no one. He was frail looking, and was
dressed in rags and simple leather sandals. He sat again for a bit, studying the
way the flaming tongues curled and snapped at the air. Then, he slowly reached
into his pouch, and took out a handful of deep violet flower buds.
"Clematis," the man said softly, watching the flames begin to bleed with a
dark purple hue. "I will find you." He rose from his crouching position, and
consulted a decayed book that was laid open on a stand next to the fire.
Reading careful instructions, he then walked back to the purple fire, and looked
up at the sky.
Right ahead of him was the planet Venus, unblinking and yellow in the
sky. It was then that the wind really picked up, sending the flames into violent
purple columns. He held up his hand, positioning Venus between his
outstretched thumb and forefinger.
In the desert around him, sand began to slither across the dunes,
conforming to what the wind was commanding it to do.
"My Minako, where have you disappeared to? Where did you go? You
have not died, I can feel your presence... ALL of you are still here," he stood with
his feet planted firmly, staring at Venus as if accusing it.
"Ever since the great Darkness, you all have been gone, and oh, how we
have needed you. We needed your power, your love-- we needed the princess. The earth
could not defend itself without its Senshi here to protect us. Without you, we
have lived in fear for centuries."
"I was your partner, I should have had the power to protect you from
whatever it was that took you away, yet I didn't. I should have had the power to
protect the earth with Luna, yet I didn't. We couldn't save them all."
He paused for a moment, thinking of his wife. An image seeped into his
brain, showing him a stunningly beautiful woman with long, curly black hair and
startling blue eyes.
"Luna," he whispered, tears squeezing their ways out of his eyes. "Luna is
gone now, just another casualty of the war that has been upon us. Without you,
we are lost, and so I have resorted to the Ancient's mahou to let me find you.
You Minako... and the Senshi, must return to us."
He then took out some sort of powder, and sprinkled it onto the purple
flames, causing them to grow and take on a bluish hue. He chanted some sort of
incantation, and then looked up at Venus again.
"Let me free," he whispered, the wind tracing his words. "Let me out…" he
was cut short as he felt a strong power sear through his body, piercing him
through the heart. He screamed in pain as he was lifted into the flames by some
unseen force, and dropped inside them. The blue flames curled over his body,
taking his life from him. He squeezed his eyes shut, trying to block out the pain,
but it was all he could feel. As his last few breathes struggled their ways out of
him, the longest tongue of flame reached inside of him, ripping his soul from his
body.
He felt it happen, it was if he was being slapped awake from a sleep, and
he was alive again suddenly. As he examined his hand though, he realized that
no, he was not alive... he was floating above his slowly blackening body, looking
down at himself.
"I am free," he said in a strangely ethereal voice, "And now, I will find you!"
fanfics to upload. This story, "Sailor Moon Neo" is the adapted version of the Yahoo! Groups RPG that I owned some years ago. It was
called "Venus Glitter Crystal," and was a great RPG while it was still alive. After it started petering out, I had wanted to make a
story version since I loved the RPG so much. So this, of course, is the product of that. I wrote this fic quite some time ago
(read: three or more years), and was unable to finish it. However, after uploading it and having to edit the chapters, I began to
ponder whether or not I should finish it. Then a review from Cel helped me to decide that I really ought to finish it. So, I hope to
be able to finish it a few chapters or so... thanks Cel!
Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters... so don't sue me.
====
Sailor Moon Neo
Prolouge
====
"Where are you?" an aged, weathered voice asked the air. An old man
crouched low by a crackling fire, gazing into its blaze with a frightening intensity.
A weak breeze teased the ends of his long, white hair, making the stillness of the
man even more apparent. He had deep blue eyes that surveyed the licking
flames; he was searching for something.
With a sudden burst of movement, he flipped his bony hand out, releasing
a small handful of white petals. They slipped into the flames, charring and
curling from the heat.
"Magnolia," he commented to no one. He was frail looking, and was
dressed in rags and simple leather sandals. He sat again for a bit, studying the
way the flaming tongues curled and snapped at the air. Then, he slowly reached
into his pouch, and took out a handful of deep violet flower buds.
"Clematis," the man said softly, watching the flames begin to bleed with a
dark purple hue. "I will find you." He rose from his crouching position, and
consulted a decayed book that was laid open on a stand next to the fire.
Reading careful instructions, he then walked back to the purple fire, and looked
up at the sky.
Right ahead of him was the planet Venus, unblinking and yellow in the
sky. It was then that the wind really picked up, sending the flames into violent
purple columns. He held up his hand, positioning Venus between his
outstretched thumb and forefinger.
In the desert around him, sand began to slither across the dunes,
conforming to what the wind was commanding it to do.
"My Minako, where have you disappeared to? Where did you go? You
have not died, I can feel your presence... ALL of you are still here," he stood with
his feet planted firmly, staring at Venus as if accusing it.
"Ever since the great Darkness, you all have been gone, and oh, how we
have needed you. We needed your power, your love-- we needed the princess. The earth
could not defend itself without its Senshi here to protect us. Without you, we
have lived in fear for centuries."
"I was your partner, I should have had the power to protect you from
whatever it was that took you away, yet I didn't. I should have had the power to
protect the earth with Luna, yet I didn't. We couldn't save them all."
He paused for a moment, thinking of his wife. An image seeped into his
brain, showing him a stunningly beautiful woman with long, curly black hair and
startling blue eyes.
"Luna," he whispered, tears squeezing their ways out of his eyes. "Luna is
gone now, just another casualty of the war that has been upon us. Without you,
we are lost, and so I have resorted to the Ancient's mahou to let me find you.
You Minako... and the Senshi, must return to us."
He then took out some sort of powder, and sprinkled it onto the purple
flames, causing them to grow and take on a bluish hue. He chanted some sort of
incantation, and then looked up at Venus again.
"Let me free," he whispered, the wind tracing his words. "Let me out…" he
was cut short as he felt a strong power sear through his body, piercing him
through the heart. He screamed in pain as he was lifted into the flames by some
unseen force, and dropped inside them. The blue flames curled over his body,
taking his life from him. He squeezed his eyes shut, trying to block out the pain,
but it was all he could feel. As his last few breathes struggled their ways out of
him, the longest tongue of flame reached inside of him, ripping his soul from his
body.
He felt it happen, it was if he was being slapped awake from a sleep, and
he was alive again suddenly. As he examined his hand though, he realized that
no, he was not alive... he was floating above his slowly blackening body, looking
down at himself.
"I am free," he said in a strangely ethereal voice, "And now, I will find you!"