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Alternative Universe Fic. Manga based. So yes, the Starlights remain female in both forms. Enjoy!
- Plagued By Dreams -
It has always been said that heroes become legends; but no one would ever guess, that beyond legends are LEGENDS! Notorious for deeds so great, it is God-like. Plots put into action becoming only that of a Master Mind. Insane perhaps some would claim, but only those witness to such power could know it was something far greater that drove one's motives.
The air was heavy and the sky turned black. Veins of lightning coursed through the skyline creating the effects of having a life of its own. It was as if a storm was to pour down at any moment but the rain held out only leaving massive lightning and rolling thunder to swell in the heavens above. The heaven that was promised created a false sanctity to the hell that has risen.
The God and the Sacrifice stood parallel to one another in the midst of the storm; The judgment of fate, the perils of the Stars' journey to this place. There was one force that drove them all here, the life of the Holy Soldier who would decide the fate of existence. In the interim this was a battle between two personal foes of a distant solar system. It was a score to settle for the one who was betrayed and the one who acted on instinct lead by their heart.
"I will not back down to you."
"You speak the same words you spoke to me last time. How appropriate for your death."
"STAR SERIOUS LASER!"
The blue stream of energy plowed forward but never made contact with its intended target. Instead the figure ahead disappeared and an eerie silence swept over the area.
A look of surprise swept over the attacker as their eyes shifted about to scout out the whereabouts of the enemy. Laughter began to echo through the air as a sudden voice called to them from behind.
"Are you finished, Starlight?"
The figure whirled around to be greeted with a blast of invisible energy to their chest. They stumbled to the ground as a breath of air escaped their form. An angry expression met with a smug look from the one behind the blast.
"Even now you are just as weak. How disappointing to dispose of such an easy opponent." Their arms crossed against their chest as they stood with an air of arrogance.
"If I'm so easy, why attack from behind?" They raised them self to a stand looking the figure in their eyes. "Has the former Golden Queen lost her nerve to confront her 'opponents' dead on?"
"Lost my nerve?" Her arms would drop to her sides. Black lightning would begin to crackle around her hand as she now held it in a fist. "How impudent coming from a star of such insignificance."
"I'll show you how wrong you are about me." The figure gripped a star-shaped device in her hand as a brilliant blue energy began to form around her hand. She positioned her stance into an offensive one as her hands met in front of her chest. The energy increased significantly as it began to collect around the device.
In the mean time the dark lightning within the woman's grasp was increasing as it now shaped into a ball-like formation around her fist. Veins of lightning off-shot into the air around.
Within a blink of an eye the offense took to a full-fledged charge towards the enemy. The energy grew more and more until it formed a shield around her body. The velocity of her speed caused a triangular shape to form while it marked the sharpest point towards the one ahead.
The woman swung her fist around as if to toss out the energy towards the oncoming figure. Her arm outstretched while unclasping her grip. Her expression was unfazed as her eyes narrowed only slightly.
The two energies would collide causing the Starlight to cease motion momentarily. Her arms outstretched to release the energy at full blast into the oncoming electricity.
Neither one gave into the other's strength as they appeared to be equally matched for a moment. The sound of a great explosion would emit and within a split second all would cease as everything turned black. The sound of heavy breaths followed the silence as a figure awoke in a cold sweat.
"Another dream..." The same figure sat up in a bed as they put a hand to their head. Their voice trailed to their self trying to shake off an unsettling feeling.
"It's time to go, Fighter." A soft-spoken voice gently greeted from the doorway.
Fighter looked to the voice immediately recognizing the figure as their Princess. She gave a nod in response.
The rain hit against the windows of the cab to the beat of rhythm of the heavens. Its own independent melody created a calming atmosphere around the steady drone of the engine. The figure inside looked out the window to the street lamps which in turn illuminated the rain droplets that ran against the sleek exterior of the vehicle.
Another vehicle passed along side with its windows tinted obscuring the contents inside. The outline of a figure in the back appeared to turn to face their stare and a brief moment of familiarity passed over them. As soon as a blink of an eye they were gone. A strange encounter, not with the physical being, but the energy that came through.
"Are you alright?" The soft spoken voice of Princess Kakyuu gently addressed the figure.
They shook their head lightly to shrug this feeling off before replying with, "I'm fine. You don't have to worry about me, Princess." A reassuring answer followed by a smile.
She shook her head to her soldier. "It's my duty to make sure my soldiers are well. I have lost you all once before, it will be much too painful to loose one of you again." Her hands clasped tightly against one another as her head turned away slightly. A solemn expression washed over her face.
Fighter took the woman's hands in hers. "Princess...Nothing is going to happen to me." The elegant woman looked up to the one who spoke. "I promise you I will beat this." A reassuring smile crossed the guardian's face as she gave a confident nod to accompany her words of comfort.
"Fighter..." For the time being she had been talked into a point of comfort.
The rest of the ride was silent as the form of her princess sat leaning her head on the woman's shoulder.
Home, or so it was called on this new earth. New in the light of a few many years ago when they had first arrived here. The others were awaiting their arrival with looks of concern greeting them at the door.
Kakyuu said nothing proceeding to simply shake her head lightly. She entered with what appeared to be a raven-haired boy. The others simply nodded proceeding to match her silence and let them through without question.
Once the figure was out of earshot the red haired woman began to speak to the others.
"The doctors here could not find anything wrong either. Her powers are still weak." She took a long pause letting out a despaired sigh as she looked to the ground for a moment. Her gaze shifted to look on towards where the figure had walked off, her hands clasping together with much unease. "I fear her shine may be slowly going out."
- - -
What is it to be born with power? A power you have no say in possessing. This power can be used for a great good, or a great evil. They have made the choice as a soldier to fight for something they believe in. A greater purpose. A reason for living. What if one day, this power you have received was slowly fading? What if what you have relied on to protect the ones most important to you was gradually slipping away?
Though the war is over, somewhere, a new battle has begun. This time, the fight is within.
Everyone was reborn to the lives they once had. Things returned to normal as planets began to flourish once more. A month after the reconstruction of Kinmoku, Star Fighter had begun to fall ill. Her powers were not as they once were and her physical body became weaker than what she had been used to. The doctors could not do anything for her. So they traveled to Earth for answers.
It has been nearly another month since this mysterious illness has plagued a certain Starlight. The prognosis had remained the same. The condition had not become any worse since their arrival, but she was still not as she should be. The Princess and the other Starlights remained close keeping a watchful eye on her. They were the only family to the Starlight and together, a long time ago, promised one another they would be there to protect each other.
A lone figure stands on top of a cliff close to the edge. Long blond and crimson hair flows behind their figure in a strong wind. A long cream colored dress blows with the wind. Their back is facing a dark haired figure. It is what appears to be a dark-haired male in a red colored suit. Their eyes a dark blue as they squint to look to the figure with concern.
A hand reaches for the woman ahead as if to stop something terrible from happening. Without warning the woman turns around and the figure's throat is met with a tight grip around their neck. She narrows her eyes heavily upon them, a cruel crimson glare as her arm raises the other into the air.
"Why are you here? I do not need your help!" Her voice is cold and laced with anger.
"You will never understand such things..." The figure kept their view locked with the woman's. Fear was not present and a determination filled their being.
The wind kicks up stronger than before and before they know it, they are thrown over the cliff into a pit of darkness.
She awoke in a cold sweat. Another dream. A hand reached to place against the side of her head. Why did it feel so real? Her dark blue eyes would look to the side of her bed. A green button-down shirt was hung over a chair. Next to it was a red suit jacket and pants.
The figure got up and walked to the closet grabbing a pair of casual slacks and a shirt. She needed to get out. Somewhere, anywhere but here right now. She just needed some fresh air to clear her mind. The others may not care for the idea of her being alone during such a time, but she didn't seem to care too much about that matter.
Once dressed, she would excuse herself from the presence of the others and leave without room for argument. Her princess looked on with concern and reassured the others to let her be. Sometimes such things should be best left alone until the other is ready to speak of such things.