Sailor Moon D: Powers of the Mirror Star
Disclaimers: I don't own the rights to Sailor Moon. If I did, then it would have been done right!! Note: Anything in //..// is being spoken in Mariah's native language.
Halfway though the Night I wake up in a dream Echoes in my head Make every whisper turn into a scream
Chapter 4: Massager From Above
Mariah sat up, gasping on the thick night air. 'It hurts . . . I hurt all over . . .' Her panting was loud in her ears, but she felt like she couldn't breathe, and every gasping breath was accompanied by a sharp pain. 'Why? Why does it hurt?'
At that moment, Mariah saw a flicker of something dark outside her window. 'What the heck?' she thought to herself, as she got up, and left the apartment to go investigate.
*** The demon-minion saw a young teenaged girl wandering around by herself. The demon didn't ever stop to consider why. Here was prey, easy and unable to defend herself . . .
*** About half and hour later, Mariah wondered if she was chasing shadows. But every time she started to give up she would have a weird vibe, and a flicker of something both seen and not seen in an alley, and she would continue the chase.
*** A loud scream echoed over Mariah's sound sensitive ears, causing her to flinch momentarily in pain. Then she was running toward the sound. No matter what had been done to her people by humans like those around her, everyone, including herself, was taught to help everyone, and anyone in pain, especially the innocent- who had no idea what kind of battle they were getting into.
In this case, the damsel in distress was a young redhead, who bat at the dark, distorted swirls surrounding her, with out the results she needed. Mariah leapt into the fray to help the young girl, and instantly she could feel the evil try to possess her. "//Get away you evil thing!!//" she screamed in her native tongue.
"//SHEILD!!!//" Mariah screamed, as a hard barrier of energy surrounded both her and the girl. The redhead, however, screamed more than her. Mariah moved to shield the hysterical girl from seeing the blackness that couldn't penetrate the shield.
Suddenly, Mariah felt a shift of something very powerful in the very fabric of the world. 'What component? Fire . . . Darkness . . . TIME. Ah, time is the shift here. Time is being slowed down.'
Suddenly the monster suffered the wrath of whatever had caused the shift in the space-time continuum, and evaporated into nothingness. Mariah lowered the shield and looked around for whatever had protected them. The redhead was still sobbing hysterically.
"Calm down. We're safe now," whispered Mariah.
"What happed?" asked the young girl though her tears.
"We were saved by someone, but I didn't see them."
"Who are you?"
"I'm Mariah," she smiled, "And you're . . ."
"Elisabeth, but everyone calls me Lizzy."
"Ahh, you're Andrew's little sister, aren't you?"
"Who . . . who told you that." Asked Lizzy.
"My friends and I go there constantly. I hear about you occasionally. Why on God's green Earth were you out here this late?" asked Mariah.
"I could ask the same from you." Replied Lizzy
"I was being shadowed. But . . ." she said at Lizzy's flushed look, "I suppose that you do not want to discuss why you were out here." Lizzy slowly nodded.
"Look," Lizzy said, "I can't stay here, but thank you."
"No problem. I'd better get home now too." Said Mariah as she took off down the street. 'I smell a rat,' Mariah thought to herself. 'I wonder where my shady "friend" is now . . .'
***
The Friday of the sleepover came quickly enough for Mariah, who not only had to get enough food prepared for nine teenage girls, but had to somehow entertain them as well.
They arrived around seven (Serena and Mina at about seven thirty), and were greeted as they set their bedrolls in the living room. They cooked, did facials, and generally had a good time. Hours crept by lazily as the girls laughed and enjoyed each other's company.
It was almost one in the morning when Serena accidentally knocked something off of a shelf. She let out a gasp of recondition as she picked the object up.
"Mariah . . . where did you get this?" she asked, her voice shaking.
Mariah stared at the object for a moment, and considered lying; but one look at Serena, and she dismissed the thought. "I found it in the middle of the Artic Sea."
Silence reined, along with it's partner, shock as the statement sunk in.
"Mariah," asked Amy "How? What were you doing in the Artic Sea?"
"Exploring, why? What's so special about that thing?" Mariah replied bluntly.
"You were exploring in the artic sea?" asked Raye. Mariah shrugged.
"/THIS THING/ was-" Raye started after she realized that Mariah wasn't going to say anymore than what she had.
"Was being the key word here," added Mina.
"*Ahem! * Was one of Sailor Moon's first weapons. It was thought to have been destroyed in her last battle against Queen Beryl, but apparently not." Replied Raye.
"How do you know about that kind of thing?"
"Uhh . . ."
"Never mind."
"Umm . . . Actually, that's what we wanted to talk to you about . . . you see, a thousand years ago . . ."
The next few hours consisted of a telling, re-telling and psychoanalyzing the story on the origins of Sailor Moon. Mariah asked a lot of questions, as if she were collecting info for a research paper. Once they were done, Mariah took a long draft of her tea and sat back in the couch for a moment before asking the obvious.
"Ok, this is all fine and well, but one: how do you know this, and two: why are you telling me this?"
"We, uhhh . . . hehehe . . .ummmm . . ."
"Wait, don't tell me. YOU guys are the Sailor Scouts?" asked Mariah.
" . . . What gave you that idea?"
"You guys look like them, have the same hairstyles as them, are the same ages as them, and you know a lot about them. More than the average people," she answered as if this was the most logical thing in the world.
Amy nearly choked on her sandwich.
"Ummm, as to the second question," continued Raye, "We think that you are Sailor Vega."
It was now Mariah's turn to choke. "But- but that can't be."
"Why not? You arrive around the same time, and you may not remember," said Lita
"But I know that I'm not Sailor Vega."
"There is no way at your disposal to tell if yo-"
"I'm not from this dimension."
"-You can't possibly be Vega," Amy finished.
"You're not from /where/?" Serena asked.
"There is a theory that any thought or design has been played out in another place, or dimension," replied Amy.
"So?" asked Mina.
"SO? So she isn't even from the same freaking universe!" replied Raye.
"Ohh. That'll do it, huh?"
Mariah cleared her throat. "Sense you all have found me trustworthy of this information, I'll impart to you my secrets." She took a long and deep breath. "I'm not human."
Everyone choked again. Amy stared. "What?"
"By our reckoning, three hundred years ago, in a technological world, like this one, a young girl in middle school was awakened to magic for the first time." She paused to let the information sink in. "She quickly taught her close friends, and they taught some of their other friends, until the entire school practiced magic. They pooled their knowledge together in a mind link to save time and effort, for learning magic was a hard thing to do. The group spread to other schools, and soon members were everywhere. In time other people, outside this group began to grow both jealocy and hateful, and persecuted them. And though the leaders tried to make peace, nothing satisfied them. These were the early days of my people, the Euphora. They hated us . . . soon we were banished from everywhere but a small chain of islands. Their hate followed us, and they nuked the islands we had lived on peacefully for twenty years. Our few remaining allies, however, warned us in time. Before the nuclear weapons could arrive, we took to space and left the planet, looking to find one of our own among the stars. And find we did. An earth-like planet with no intelligent life in the Beta Quadrant of the Galaxy was the perfect find. Our people set up a society there. The major sport there was, and don't laugh, Marching Band. Our founder was a band geek, and everyone quickly seemed to favor this sport above all others," Mariah grinned, "Especially football! My people have many magic abilities, and we specialize according to our talents. My mother is a woman named Misty of Cerulean City. She was a member of a human race far from this world. We refer to that place as 'The Poke'mon world'. My mother was hunted for many years, out of rumor, lies, and fear. Eventually, when the two groups reached an understanding, so did my Mother, who was now Euphoran, and my Father, who was and still is Human. My name /is/ Mariah Ketchum, and I am the watcher and ambassador for your universe. I accidentally stumbled upon it about seven months ago. I was the first to be able to do so. My people are curious by nature, and we want to know more about you, and be able to walk among you. But" she looked away for a moment, "The experience on our original home, and nearly losing my Mother permanently cause us to be very cautious, that is why I was sent. To find out more about you." Mariah took a breath, ending the story.
For a long moment, no one spoke. Not even Serena or Mina. Finally Lita coughed, "Umm, that explains a lot . . ."
Everyone laughed, the tension in the room easing.
Mariah wiped the tears from laughter from the corners of her eyes. "Sounds crazy right?"
"No, from what we constantly deal with, it's just another day for us!" laughed Mina.
"I'm glad. Now," Mariah said, "What do you want me to do with this?" she asked fingering the Crescent Moon Wand.
"I don't think that we can use it, it's in such terrible condition now," Mina answered after taking it from Mariah, and studying it for a moment.
"Don't be so sure." Mariah responded cryptically.
"What do you mean?" asked Serena.
"When I first found it, it was in far worse condition that it is now," she answered simply.
"Than it's healing itself?" asked Lita.
"I think so, yes."
"Then, why don't we hang on to it now?" asked Raye.
"It's fine with me, the Crescent Moon Wand is yours any way. Well, that's a couple of mysteries solved in one day. Let's call it a night." Mariah laughed.
***
Everyone went home in the morning deep in thought, and Mariah was left to clean up the mess-- a chore that took her the entire day.
***
Lynna watched from the roof of a nearby building, 'My powers don't lie... that's her...'
She vanished and reappeared, leaning idly against the entrance of an alley with her arms crossed. As usual, no one but Mariah could see or hear her.
"Got into a bit of trouble a few nights ago, didn't you?" she asked simply.
"And it was probably your fault too," Mariah hissed, regarding Lynna as if she were a demon, "Go /away/."
Lynna smirked slightly, "Do you really think I'm going to listen to you, Vega?" "Who?"
Lynna frowned, "You're Vega. My powers don't lie."
"They may not lie, but they might be intoxicated. My name is Mariah. NOT Vega."
Lynna's crystal blue eyes actually looked confused, but only for a second, "You're the one that's confused."
"Who is Vega? My name is Mariah Ketchum, daughter of Ash and Misty," Mariah repeated again Lynna frowned, "No, you may think you're Mariah, and you may be Mariah, but you're also Vega."
"Then answer me! WHO IS VEGA! What is she or he like, where is she or he from?" Mariah yelled, clutching at her hair. Who knew humans could be so stubborn?
"Vega was a Sailor Senshi I used to . . . know."
"Well I can't be a Sailor Senshi!!!! The Inner Scouts just pronounced me not a Sailor Senshi!!! THEY THOUGHT I WAS VEGA!!! WHAT IS IT WITH EVERYBODY THINKING I'M VEGA???!!!!!!!!!"
"They're powers are not the same as mine. You are Vega," retorted Lynna.
"I'M NOT EVEN FROM THE SAME FREAKING UNIVERSE!!! MY MOTHER BORE ME ON A COMPLEATELY DIFFERENT WORLD, IN A COMPLETELY DIFFERENT DIMESTION! I'M NOT EVEN HUMAN! I'M EUPHORAN!!!" Mariah screamed.
"And how did you get into this dimension?" asked Lynna calmly, not disturbed by her outburst.
"My people are magical. I was the first to come here, and I am ambassador to this world." Mariah stated, re-gaining her composure.
"Is dimension traveling normal for your . . . species?" asked Lynna, "Or maybe . . . is it easier than normal for you?"
"I was the first to figure it out, but others can do it just as well as me."
Random walked out of a wall, meowed, and disappeared.
"You were the first, because its one of Vega's main abilities." after looking at where the cat had disappeared for a second.
"Liar. "
"I don't lie." said Lynna, "But it would seem that you do."
"I am not VEGA!!! I am Mariah, who loves all things! I hate fighting and war! Read me and see that I speak the truth!!" She glared at the woman before her as she tension in the air became electric.
***
Authors Notes: Ok, there is Mariah's true history. Corny eh?
Disclaimers: I don't own the rights to Sailor Moon. If I did, then it would have been done right!! Note: Anything in //..// is being spoken in Mariah's native language.
Halfway though the Night I wake up in a dream Echoes in my head Make every whisper turn into a scream
Chapter 4: Massager From Above
Mariah sat up, gasping on the thick night air. 'It hurts . . . I hurt all over . . .' Her panting was loud in her ears, but she felt like she couldn't breathe, and every gasping breath was accompanied by a sharp pain. 'Why? Why does it hurt?'
At that moment, Mariah saw a flicker of something dark outside her window. 'What the heck?' she thought to herself, as she got up, and left the apartment to go investigate.
*** The demon-minion saw a young teenaged girl wandering around by herself. The demon didn't ever stop to consider why. Here was prey, easy and unable to defend herself . . .
*** About half and hour later, Mariah wondered if she was chasing shadows. But every time she started to give up she would have a weird vibe, and a flicker of something both seen and not seen in an alley, and she would continue the chase.
*** A loud scream echoed over Mariah's sound sensitive ears, causing her to flinch momentarily in pain. Then she was running toward the sound. No matter what had been done to her people by humans like those around her, everyone, including herself, was taught to help everyone, and anyone in pain, especially the innocent- who had no idea what kind of battle they were getting into.
In this case, the damsel in distress was a young redhead, who bat at the dark, distorted swirls surrounding her, with out the results she needed. Mariah leapt into the fray to help the young girl, and instantly she could feel the evil try to possess her. "//Get away you evil thing!!//" she screamed in her native tongue.
"//SHEILD!!!//" Mariah screamed, as a hard barrier of energy surrounded both her and the girl. The redhead, however, screamed more than her. Mariah moved to shield the hysterical girl from seeing the blackness that couldn't penetrate the shield.
Suddenly, Mariah felt a shift of something very powerful in the very fabric of the world. 'What component? Fire . . . Darkness . . . TIME. Ah, time is the shift here. Time is being slowed down.'
Suddenly the monster suffered the wrath of whatever had caused the shift in the space-time continuum, and evaporated into nothingness. Mariah lowered the shield and looked around for whatever had protected them. The redhead was still sobbing hysterically.
"Calm down. We're safe now," whispered Mariah.
"What happed?" asked the young girl though her tears.
"We were saved by someone, but I didn't see them."
"Who are you?"
"I'm Mariah," she smiled, "And you're . . ."
"Elisabeth, but everyone calls me Lizzy."
"Ahh, you're Andrew's little sister, aren't you?"
"Who . . . who told you that." Asked Lizzy.
"My friends and I go there constantly. I hear about you occasionally. Why on God's green Earth were you out here this late?" asked Mariah.
"I could ask the same from you." Replied Lizzy
"I was being shadowed. But . . ." she said at Lizzy's flushed look, "I suppose that you do not want to discuss why you were out here." Lizzy slowly nodded.
"Look," Lizzy said, "I can't stay here, but thank you."
"No problem. I'd better get home now too." Said Mariah as she took off down the street. 'I smell a rat,' Mariah thought to herself. 'I wonder where my shady "friend" is now . . .'
***
The Friday of the sleepover came quickly enough for Mariah, who not only had to get enough food prepared for nine teenage girls, but had to somehow entertain them as well.
They arrived around seven (Serena and Mina at about seven thirty), and were greeted as they set their bedrolls in the living room. They cooked, did facials, and generally had a good time. Hours crept by lazily as the girls laughed and enjoyed each other's company.
It was almost one in the morning when Serena accidentally knocked something off of a shelf. She let out a gasp of recondition as she picked the object up.
"Mariah . . . where did you get this?" she asked, her voice shaking.
Mariah stared at the object for a moment, and considered lying; but one look at Serena, and she dismissed the thought. "I found it in the middle of the Artic Sea."
Silence reined, along with it's partner, shock as the statement sunk in.
"Mariah," asked Amy "How? What were you doing in the Artic Sea?"
"Exploring, why? What's so special about that thing?" Mariah replied bluntly.
"You were exploring in the artic sea?" asked Raye. Mariah shrugged.
"/THIS THING/ was-" Raye started after she realized that Mariah wasn't going to say anymore than what she had.
"Was being the key word here," added Mina.
"*Ahem! * Was one of Sailor Moon's first weapons. It was thought to have been destroyed in her last battle against Queen Beryl, but apparently not." Replied Raye.
"How do you know about that kind of thing?"
"Uhh . . ."
"Never mind."
"Umm . . . Actually, that's what we wanted to talk to you about . . . you see, a thousand years ago . . ."
The next few hours consisted of a telling, re-telling and psychoanalyzing the story on the origins of Sailor Moon. Mariah asked a lot of questions, as if she were collecting info for a research paper. Once they were done, Mariah took a long draft of her tea and sat back in the couch for a moment before asking the obvious.
"Ok, this is all fine and well, but one: how do you know this, and two: why are you telling me this?"
"We, uhhh . . . hehehe . . .ummmm . . ."
"Wait, don't tell me. YOU guys are the Sailor Scouts?" asked Mariah.
" . . . What gave you that idea?"
"You guys look like them, have the same hairstyles as them, are the same ages as them, and you know a lot about them. More than the average people," she answered as if this was the most logical thing in the world.
Amy nearly choked on her sandwich.
"Ummm, as to the second question," continued Raye, "We think that you are Sailor Vega."
It was now Mariah's turn to choke. "But- but that can't be."
"Why not? You arrive around the same time, and you may not remember," said Lita
"But I know that I'm not Sailor Vega."
"There is no way at your disposal to tell if yo-"
"I'm not from this dimension."
"-You can't possibly be Vega," Amy finished.
"You're not from /where/?" Serena asked.
"There is a theory that any thought or design has been played out in another place, or dimension," replied Amy.
"So?" asked Mina.
"SO? So she isn't even from the same freaking universe!" replied Raye.
"Ohh. That'll do it, huh?"
Mariah cleared her throat. "Sense you all have found me trustworthy of this information, I'll impart to you my secrets." She took a long and deep breath. "I'm not human."
Everyone choked again. Amy stared. "What?"
"By our reckoning, three hundred years ago, in a technological world, like this one, a young girl in middle school was awakened to magic for the first time." She paused to let the information sink in. "She quickly taught her close friends, and they taught some of their other friends, until the entire school practiced magic. They pooled their knowledge together in a mind link to save time and effort, for learning magic was a hard thing to do. The group spread to other schools, and soon members were everywhere. In time other people, outside this group began to grow both jealocy and hateful, and persecuted them. And though the leaders tried to make peace, nothing satisfied them. These were the early days of my people, the Euphora. They hated us . . . soon we were banished from everywhere but a small chain of islands. Their hate followed us, and they nuked the islands we had lived on peacefully for twenty years. Our few remaining allies, however, warned us in time. Before the nuclear weapons could arrive, we took to space and left the planet, looking to find one of our own among the stars. And find we did. An earth-like planet with no intelligent life in the Beta Quadrant of the Galaxy was the perfect find. Our people set up a society there. The major sport there was, and don't laugh, Marching Band. Our founder was a band geek, and everyone quickly seemed to favor this sport above all others," Mariah grinned, "Especially football! My people have many magic abilities, and we specialize according to our talents. My mother is a woman named Misty of Cerulean City. She was a member of a human race far from this world. We refer to that place as 'The Poke'mon world'. My mother was hunted for many years, out of rumor, lies, and fear. Eventually, when the two groups reached an understanding, so did my Mother, who was now Euphoran, and my Father, who was and still is Human. My name /is/ Mariah Ketchum, and I am the watcher and ambassador for your universe. I accidentally stumbled upon it about seven months ago. I was the first to be able to do so. My people are curious by nature, and we want to know more about you, and be able to walk among you. But" she looked away for a moment, "The experience on our original home, and nearly losing my Mother permanently cause us to be very cautious, that is why I was sent. To find out more about you." Mariah took a breath, ending the story.
For a long moment, no one spoke. Not even Serena or Mina. Finally Lita coughed, "Umm, that explains a lot . . ."
Everyone laughed, the tension in the room easing.
Mariah wiped the tears from laughter from the corners of her eyes. "Sounds crazy right?"
"No, from what we constantly deal with, it's just another day for us!" laughed Mina.
"I'm glad. Now," Mariah said, "What do you want me to do with this?" she asked fingering the Crescent Moon Wand.
"I don't think that we can use it, it's in such terrible condition now," Mina answered after taking it from Mariah, and studying it for a moment.
"Don't be so sure." Mariah responded cryptically.
"What do you mean?" asked Serena.
"When I first found it, it was in far worse condition that it is now," she answered simply.
"Than it's healing itself?" asked Lita.
"I think so, yes."
"Then, why don't we hang on to it now?" asked Raye.
"It's fine with me, the Crescent Moon Wand is yours any way. Well, that's a couple of mysteries solved in one day. Let's call it a night." Mariah laughed.
***
Everyone went home in the morning deep in thought, and Mariah was left to clean up the mess-- a chore that took her the entire day.
***
Lynna watched from the roof of a nearby building, 'My powers don't lie... that's her...'
She vanished and reappeared, leaning idly against the entrance of an alley with her arms crossed. As usual, no one but Mariah could see or hear her.
"Got into a bit of trouble a few nights ago, didn't you?" she asked simply.
"And it was probably your fault too," Mariah hissed, regarding Lynna as if she were a demon, "Go /away/."
Lynna smirked slightly, "Do you really think I'm going to listen to you, Vega?" "Who?"
Lynna frowned, "You're Vega. My powers don't lie."
"They may not lie, but they might be intoxicated. My name is Mariah. NOT Vega."
Lynna's crystal blue eyes actually looked confused, but only for a second, "You're the one that's confused."
"Who is Vega? My name is Mariah Ketchum, daughter of Ash and Misty," Mariah repeated again Lynna frowned, "No, you may think you're Mariah, and you may be Mariah, but you're also Vega."
"Then answer me! WHO IS VEGA! What is she or he like, where is she or he from?" Mariah yelled, clutching at her hair. Who knew humans could be so stubborn?
"Vega was a Sailor Senshi I used to . . . know."
"Well I can't be a Sailor Senshi!!!! The Inner Scouts just pronounced me not a Sailor Senshi!!! THEY THOUGHT I WAS VEGA!!! WHAT IS IT WITH EVERYBODY THINKING I'M VEGA???!!!!!!!!!"
"They're powers are not the same as mine. You are Vega," retorted Lynna.
"I'M NOT EVEN FROM THE SAME FREAKING UNIVERSE!!! MY MOTHER BORE ME ON A COMPLEATELY DIFFERENT WORLD, IN A COMPLETELY DIFFERENT DIMESTION! I'M NOT EVEN HUMAN! I'M EUPHORAN!!!" Mariah screamed.
"And how did you get into this dimension?" asked Lynna calmly, not disturbed by her outburst.
"My people are magical. I was the first to come here, and I am ambassador to this world." Mariah stated, re-gaining her composure.
"Is dimension traveling normal for your . . . species?" asked Lynna, "Or maybe . . . is it easier than normal for you?"
"I was the first to figure it out, but others can do it just as well as me."
Random walked out of a wall, meowed, and disappeared.
"You were the first, because its one of Vega's main abilities." after looking at where the cat had disappeared for a second.
"Liar. "
"I don't lie." said Lynna, "But it would seem that you do."
"I am not VEGA!!! I am Mariah, who loves all things! I hate fighting and war! Read me and see that I speak the truth!!" She glared at the woman before her as she tension in the air became electric.
***
Authors Notes: Ok, there is Mariah's true history. Corny eh?