Sailor Moon
Eternal Love
No Tomorrow Productions
The Dude Slayer
The enormous blade slashed through another demonic figure.
Another one of the thousands left to be defeated. One man stood
against them, and one man was winning.
The figure's golden armor had lost its shine, and was now dull
and covered in dark black blood that was being removed from the
creatures. Muscles rippled as the man swung his blade forth tearing
limbs and heads from more enemies. Once more the obsidian ichor
covered his already blood-soaked body.
"I swear Setsuna-chan. I don't know how you can possibly watch
that vile program."
Setsuna turned from the small television to see Ami standing
behind her. A tiny smirk formed at the corner of her petite mouth.
"Ami-chan, if only you knew. Time knows all, and I know that
this is not a program but an actual war. The hero is not fiction but a
man of flesh and blood. Aloof and headstrong, blatant and casual,
muscled and honorable. A hero's hero. In all my time, a truer man I
have never met."
A curious look formed in Ami's eyes as she listened to the eldest
Senshi speak. Never before had any of the Senshi heard the Guardian of
Time speak in such an open manner. Usually the woman would brush off
questions about herself.
The golden hero slammed his bloody blade down into the chest of a Creatures fell in droves as the man threw a small ball of dark Seeing a great opportunity the beasts rushed forth to bury the
creature before tearing it free. A simple spin allowed the man to
shish kebob six creatures on his sword before he tore is from their
chests.
energy into the crowds of creatures. Silence and calm emanated from
the hero as he tore a swathing path through the masses.
hero beneath them. Hundreds of thousands of creatures piled sky high
upon the man attempting to crush him.
"NO!" cried Minako as she watched the hero fall.
Ami ignored the Senshi of Venus in favor of the Senshi of Pluto.
"Are you saying that the character of Eternity is not fictional?"
Pluto nodded as she smiled. "The Guardian is as real as we are.
Though nowhere near as handsome as this actor, Everett-sama has battled
for many millennia and has scars aplenty to show for it. No actor
could ever truly capture what it is to be Eternity.
"He is lost amongst people because he has seen all that was, has
lived all that is, and will live into all that will come. He is not
merely the Guardian, he is Eternity."
A pillar of pure black light blazed brightly almost a kilometer At the bottom of a giant crater stood a solitary figure. Eternity sheathed his sword before plowing face first into the
in the air before it erupted. Darkness washed over the legions of
monsters and creatures. Many screamed in pain as their very existence
in time was erased. Most though were dispersed without knowing that
they'd been removed from ever being.
Gleaming gold stood out against the dark ground. Jewels shimmered in
the predawn light.
hard, uneven ground beneath him.
"Dammit! They did it again!" Minako shouted loudly as the
ending credits scrolled across the television. The angry blonde stood
and stormed from the room where the Senshi had gathered to enjoy the
show.
"Have you ever though to inform Eternity-sama that a television
show is being based off his adventures?"
Setsuna paused for a moment as if seeking for an elusive thought.
"Ami-chan, trust me. If anyone were to know that a television program
was being made of him or her, Everett-sama would be the one. No matter
what planet he is on or what galaxy he's protecting, for some reason
the fool always seems to find his way back to Earth."
Setsuna pushed her back deeper into the couch and grinned.
"Though I must admit. Of all the planets I've visited, all the
futures I've viewed, and all the pasts I've witnessed I think that I
too will always call Earth home. There's just something homey about
this little mud ball."
Ami gave the elder woman a quizzical look, knowing that no more
answers would be forthcoming this night. With a gentle shake of her
head Ami stood and left the room.
Makoto had spent most of the day preparing a veritable feast for
her friends and teammates. Ami wanted to enjoy the meal before Usagi
devoured more than her portion.
Setsuna stood and stretched, her body flexing in a manner similar
to a cat. The ancient Senshi exited the apartment via a portal, unseen
by the other Senshi.
Pluto emerged from the portal at the Gate of Time. Her home and
place of business. Gift and albatross all at the same time. Though
tonight something would be different. For tonight Time would not stand
alone.
A second portal opened near the gate. Where Time's portal was
incandescent and white, this new portal seemed more a hole of pure
nothingness that neither removed anything nor produced anything. After
a seemingly unknown time a form appeared and the tear disappeared.
Cautiously and somewhat wary the form neared the gate, unknowing
that it was being followed. Heedful of the possibility that Time's
mistress might be near the form searched the open surroundings before
continuing towards the only other truly corporeal object around.
The Gate of Time stood defiantly in the openness of Limbo. The
only real object in this non-time it cared not that the two creatures
before it were its only companions, or that if something were to ever
happen to one or the other that all things in time and reality would
cease to exist. No, the gate instead stood, solemn and quite, for it
was nothing more than a very intricately cared pair of stone doors.
The figure stopped before the Gate and smiled. Mindful of the
possibilities that could erupt from doing so the figure placed its hand
against the stone Gate and smiled. Nothing sinister, nothing foul,
nothing joyous, not even slightly mirthful, the figure just stood
touching the Gate with a smile upon their face.
Gently, but painful enough to get the person's attention, Pluto
slammed her staff into the figure's side. The figure flew to the
ground and stared up at the Senshi of Time. Pluto aimed the garnet tip
of her staff at the intruder's neck, a glow formed around the stone.
The shimmering staff was quickly drawn back from the surprised
figure before they were thrown once more into confusion.
Meiho Setsuna, the most controlled Senshi in existence, threw
herself upon the sprawled form of a man wearing golden armor. The
gold-clad warrior was confused as the Senshi of Time kissed him
passionately enough to remove the breath from his lungs.
Eternity soon returned the kiss, his deep gold eyes closing as he
allowed himself to revel in the feeling of love from a woman he loved.
Unconditionally.
As quickly as it had begun, the kiss was finished. Time wrapped
her arms around Eternity's neck and nuzzled gently into his strong,
armored chest. "It's odd."
The warrior Guardian was confused. Two simple words held more
meaning to him than anything else in the multiverse at the moment.
"What is odd, m'love?" The Guardian of Eternity asked as he
returned his armor to wherever it goes. Leaving the man in a pair of
black leather breeches, a dark blue satin shirt left untied around the
neck, and a simple pair of boots.
Setsuna smiled at the man in her arms. "Us. Time and Eternity.
Partnered together forever, one the companion to the other, the male
and the female.
"We are each a part of the other. The piece that completes the
whole. Do not question that I love you, for I do. I just find it odd
that while you are Eternity, that you would allow another to portray
you. It's amazing what they can do on television."
Quizzically Everett raised a brow at his companion. "Of what do
you speak, love? I know of no such person attempting to take up the
mantle of the Eternal Guardian. For if there ever were such a person
Chaos would surely strike that person down.
"The burden of Guardian is upon us. For you guard Time, the
incorporeal sense that everything must go somewhere, and I guard
Eternity, the corporeal and all within. Together we guard Forever, all
that has, is, and will be."
Setsuna sighed deeply as she hugged her partner. "I know lover,
but sometimes I wish we could just pass the job on to someone else. So
that we may be allowed to live lives of our own.
"When I look upon the other Senshi and see their relationships
grow and fail, when I look forward and see the children they will bare,
and the families they will have I want little more than to take you to
bed and have you father a child with me."
Everett held the other half of his heart in his arms. The
warrior fought a battle with himself, his desire to show strength to
Setsuna was almost overpowered by his need to cry with her.
"M'lady. If only it were possible, I would father an entire
universe of children with you. But our places are not among the lovers
that bare children to take their places, but among the lovers that die
together never knowing the family that they could have wrought."
Silence permeated Limbo for time untold. Neither person spoke
for neither knew what to say. Confident with themselves together they
simply sat in silence.
"Setsuna-sama?"
Setsuna turned her head up and to the side to look into the face
of her beloved. "Yes?" It was not often that her fellow Guardian
chose to use such suffixes in accordance to her.
"What is television?"
The Dude Slayer's Corner
I've been on a Sailor Moon kick for the better part of a month
now. I've had ideas aplenty of what I can do with the characters
created by Takeuchi-sensei.
One of these ideas was Eternity, a being of immense power and
insane restrictions. In a way he is like Sailor Pluto; given a realm
to protect, but not allowed interaction with sentient life. Eternity
is what his name states, eternal. Like all creatures his physical
being can be destroyed, but Eternity is unkillable. He's NOT me.
With Pluto I wanted to take a different path. She is usually
portrayed as all knowing and often aloof from the other Senshi. I
chose to show that like most people Setsuna had more sides than the one
most people see.
Sailor Moon and all ideas pertaining to it is property of Naoko
Takeuchi, Toei, and DiC (and probably more companies than I can count),
and are used without permission. No profit is being gained by this
story, though I wish I could make a buck from it.
Any questions, comments, or criticisms will happily be taken at
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