This is my first fanfic so i hope you enjoy!
Sailor moon is not mine so don't sue me!
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She slowly tiptoed out of the echoing corridors of the Ocean Temple onto the soft sand of
the beach surrounding beach. The air smelt of salt and seaweed to as it gently caressed her
lithe figure. Michiru allowed herself to calm down as she realised that the mages had not
seen her leave her bedroom. Gently she sat down to let her worries drift away with the tides.
Her long sea green hair whipped wildly around her face as the wind became fierce and the
waves began to swell and grow. Her common sense told her it was time to sneack back inside
to her duties as the daughter of the ocean goddess, but the feel of the
open air she had for so long been denied made her stay where she was on the golden sand.
"Michiru! Lady Michiru!"
She turned roun to see Priestess Marina heading towardss her. before Michiru could run
away her hand was being held in a strong vice like grip.
"Lady Michiru do you know how dangerous it is for someone of such a high status and such a
young age to be out here?"
Michiru struggled half heartedly while trying to convince Marina that she was safe.
"Marina i'm 13 years old. I'm old enough to care for myself. And no one knows i'm the
daughter of the sea goddess so why would thay want me?"
"Some people can sense magic my lady and your powers are particularly easy to detect."
She scowled as Marina began to drag her to the temple. She hated the silence of the place.
If it was up to her the temple would be filled with beautiful music. She could just imagine
a large orchestra next to the elegant statue of her mother Michelle. Her wimsical thoughts
made her laugh silently to herself as the priestess dragged her through the cold arch way
into her large echoing room.
"Lady Michiru." She whispered sternly as she sat her onto the soft bed.
"The world outside this temple is harsh. The people are uprising against the gods under
the influence of the goddess of death. Many would give up there lives to kill a child
of a god and you my lady are something they would not hesitate to destroy. Only in the
sanctuary of your mother are you safe, outside you are vunerable to attackk. Never leave the
temple again."
With that Marina swept out of the room leaving a determined Michiru in her wake.
"She is lying to me, i know she is. I'll see the world someday, when i'm old enough to
escape from this place."
A roar from the sea below contradicted her words. Michiru could hear her mothers powerful
voice telling her never to leave at her own free will. Michiru bowed her head in sudden
defeat. In all her life she had been able to defy the great mages of the ocean and
the priestesses whom had cared for her ever since she had been brought to them by there
goddess, but she had never been able to defy her mother. The ocean. Never.
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"Lady Haruka how many times must i explain this to you!"
Haruka sighed and leaned back onto the bunched cushions behind her.
"Come on Jonny all i want to do is cut my hair."
The fat priest of the sky temple began to become red like a large, angry tomato. Haruka
grinned. Priest Jonathon hated the nickname with a passion almost surpassing his devotion to
his religion.
"Lady Haruka you are to address me as Jonathon. Is that clear?"
"Yes Jonny."
"And another thing. Cropping your hair is very unladylike. Its bad enough that you parade
around the temple wearing male clothing and using male mannerisms, but to cut your hair.."
"Okay! Okay! I get the idea."
"So you won't cut your hair?"
"Fine i won't."
Priest Jonathon stormed away and Haruka with a sigh began to wander the empty halls of the sky
temple. Sources for amusement were running out fast and Haruka was quickly becoming bored.
From where she stood the droning sound of politics from the great hall was still clear.
though it was a temple, the sky god had always been known for justice.
"As the death goddess is uprising we must taka precautions..."
Haruka began to sprint
down the corridor even though she knew that later she would be in trouble. Who cared if some
death goddess was getting to big for her booots! Just becuse she was the child of the sky god
she always had to sit through evry single boring meeting about current affairs. For some
reason they seemed to think she wanted to be a beautiful lady of justice. Hah! All she wanted
was to have a real adventure outside the temple gates.
As soon as the sounds from the great hall she sat down on the marble floor and began to chip
away at the tiled walls. One day she would see the world. When she was old enough. A roar from
the wind gave her the opinions of her father. Scowling she went back to chipping at the walls.
If her father said she could not go she would not.
After all who wants to disobey a god.
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Scar bowed before his goddess and she looked down at him coldly. Her Violet eyes set directly
on him.
"Sir Scarab rise."
Elegantly he straightened himself and lookad straight back up at her, his balck eyes flaming.
"What is it you wished to inform me of my queen."
She looked at him with a smile of malice on her face.
"It is time to attack. Tonight is the night when the power of the other gods is at its weakest.
Tonight you must destroy the temples of the gods and kill there children so death may reign
supreme."
He smiled back at her with equal malice.
"And what must i do with your child goddess Helen? I cannot play the role of baby siter for
unwanted brats during a battle."
The eyes of the goddess darkened as he pushed forward the 6 year old girl with large
violet eyes and thick black hair.
"Lock Hotaru in her room and tie one of her arms to the bed. At this point she is a usless
bug so we may aswell treat her that way."
The girl looked up at her immortal mother with soft pleading eyes only to be answered
with the glaring coldness of death.
"Take her away."
As she was dragged away to her chambers Hotaru did not even try to protest. Treatment such as
this had become normal to her even though the cold malice of her mother broke her heart.
As she was tied up and locked in her chambers all she prayed for was this.
"Gods of the land of Aria. If you can hear me please grant me my hearts desire. Please give
me parents who love me."
And as she lay in the dark alone it seemed as if no one could care less for a pale child all
on her own.
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*sob* the last bit was hard to write.
More is coming soon so see ya!
Sailor moon is not mine so don't sue me!
____________________________________________________________
She slowly tiptoed out of the echoing corridors of the Ocean Temple onto the soft sand of
the beach surrounding beach. The air smelt of salt and seaweed to as it gently caressed her
lithe figure. Michiru allowed herself to calm down as she realised that the mages had not
seen her leave her bedroom. Gently she sat down to let her worries drift away with the tides.
Her long sea green hair whipped wildly around her face as the wind became fierce and the
waves began to swell and grow. Her common sense told her it was time to sneack back inside
to her duties as the daughter of the ocean goddess, but the feel of the
open air she had for so long been denied made her stay where she was on the golden sand.
"Michiru! Lady Michiru!"
She turned roun to see Priestess Marina heading towardss her. before Michiru could run
away her hand was being held in a strong vice like grip.
"Lady Michiru do you know how dangerous it is for someone of such a high status and such a
young age to be out here?"
Michiru struggled half heartedly while trying to convince Marina that she was safe.
"Marina i'm 13 years old. I'm old enough to care for myself. And no one knows i'm the
daughter of the sea goddess so why would thay want me?"
"Some people can sense magic my lady and your powers are particularly easy to detect."
She scowled as Marina began to drag her to the temple. She hated the silence of the place.
If it was up to her the temple would be filled with beautiful music. She could just imagine
a large orchestra next to the elegant statue of her mother Michelle. Her wimsical thoughts
made her laugh silently to herself as the priestess dragged her through the cold arch way
into her large echoing room.
"Lady Michiru." She whispered sternly as she sat her onto the soft bed.
"The world outside this temple is harsh. The people are uprising against the gods under
the influence of the goddess of death. Many would give up there lives to kill a child
of a god and you my lady are something they would not hesitate to destroy. Only in the
sanctuary of your mother are you safe, outside you are vunerable to attackk. Never leave the
temple again."
With that Marina swept out of the room leaving a determined Michiru in her wake.
"She is lying to me, i know she is. I'll see the world someday, when i'm old enough to
escape from this place."
A roar from the sea below contradicted her words. Michiru could hear her mothers powerful
voice telling her never to leave at her own free will. Michiru bowed her head in sudden
defeat. In all her life she had been able to defy the great mages of the ocean and
the priestesses whom had cared for her ever since she had been brought to them by there
goddess, but she had never been able to defy her mother. The ocean. Never.
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"Lady Haruka how many times must i explain this to you!"
Haruka sighed and leaned back onto the bunched cushions behind her.
"Come on Jonny all i want to do is cut my hair."
The fat priest of the sky temple began to become red like a large, angry tomato. Haruka
grinned. Priest Jonathon hated the nickname with a passion almost surpassing his devotion to
his religion.
"Lady Haruka you are to address me as Jonathon. Is that clear?"
"Yes Jonny."
"And another thing. Cropping your hair is very unladylike. Its bad enough that you parade
around the temple wearing male clothing and using male mannerisms, but to cut your hair.."
"Okay! Okay! I get the idea."
"So you won't cut your hair?"
"Fine i won't."
Priest Jonathon stormed away and Haruka with a sigh began to wander the empty halls of the sky
temple. Sources for amusement were running out fast and Haruka was quickly becoming bored.
From where she stood the droning sound of politics from the great hall was still clear.
though it was a temple, the sky god had always been known for justice.
"As the death goddess is uprising we must taka precautions..."
Haruka began to sprint
down the corridor even though she knew that later she would be in trouble. Who cared if some
death goddess was getting to big for her booots! Just becuse she was the child of the sky god
she always had to sit through evry single boring meeting about current affairs. For some
reason they seemed to think she wanted to be a beautiful lady of justice. Hah! All she wanted
was to have a real adventure outside the temple gates.
As soon as the sounds from the great hall she sat down on the marble floor and began to chip
away at the tiled walls. One day she would see the world. When she was old enough. A roar from
the wind gave her the opinions of her father. Scowling she went back to chipping at the walls.
If her father said she could not go she would not.
After all who wants to disobey a god.
***********************************************************
Scar bowed before his goddess and she looked down at him coldly. Her Violet eyes set directly
on him.
"Sir Scarab rise."
Elegantly he straightened himself and lookad straight back up at her, his balck eyes flaming.
"What is it you wished to inform me of my queen."
She looked at him with a smile of malice on her face.
"It is time to attack. Tonight is the night when the power of the other gods is at its weakest.
Tonight you must destroy the temples of the gods and kill there children so death may reign
supreme."
He smiled back at her with equal malice.
"And what must i do with your child goddess Helen? I cannot play the role of baby siter for
unwanted brats during a battle."
The eyes of the goddess darkened as he pushed forward the 6 year old girl with large
violet eyes and thick black hair.
"Lock Hotaru in her room and tie one of her arms to the bed. At this point she is a usless
bug so we may aswell treat her that way."
The girl looked up at her immortal mother with soft pleading eyes only to be answered
with the glaring coldness of death.
"Take her away."
As she was dragged away to her chambers Hotaru did not even try to protest. Treatment such as
this had become normal to her even though the cold malice of her mother broke her heart.
As she was tied up and locked in her chambers all she prayed for was this.
"Gods of the land of Aria. If you can hear me please grant me my hearts desire. Please give
me parents who love me."
And as she lay in the dark alone it seemed as if no one could care less for a pale child all
on her own.
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*sob* the last bit was hard to write.
More is coming soon so see ya!