The Shepherd Chapter 10, a sailor moon fanfic

The Shepherd.

A Digimon-Sailormoon "what-if" crossover-fiction.

DISCLAIMER: The The Digimon, the Digidestined, The Sailorsenshi and their families (except for Kelly, Selena, Agamemnon, and Penelope ) are not my property! They never were, and never will be.

The Digimon, the Digidestined, and their families are the property of their creator, Miyoshi Houso, Toei Animation (in Japan), and Haim Saban (in the USA).

The Sailorsenshi, their friends, and families are the Property of their creator, Naoko Takeuchi, Kadansha Publishing and Toei Animation (in Japan), and DiC (in USA) and CWI (in Canada).

NOTES:

Here are the "givens" in the actual Anime. In "Digimon", Izumi Koushirou ("Izzy" in the English dubbing) is orphaned and adopted. And in "Sailormoon", the parents of Mizuno Ami ("Amy" in the dubbing) are divorced, and Ami lives with her mother.

I don't know if "Ayumi" is the actual name of Ami's mother in Sailormoon or not, or if she's even named, but that's the name I've seen in a previous fan-fic. So, that's her name, here!

My spelling of the name "Katherine" is from the Polish language,
K-A-T-A-R-Z-I-N-A. It is pronounced "Katasheena".

I do not remember if Takenouchi Sora's mother was ever given a name in "Digimon", so I'm calling her "Michiko".

"Koneko", Japanese for "Kitten", is Sailoruranus'- Haruka's- name for Usagi.

Chief Joseph was a leader of the Wallowa band of the Nez Perce Inians in Oregon. In about 1877, while being forced to a reservation in Idaho Territory, some warriors killed some white men, and Joseph- as village-chief-
was forced to flee the US Army. The chase ended at Bearpaw Mountain in Montana.. 40 miles from the Sanctuary of the Canadian-border.

"Half-Breed" was a song recorded by Cher in the mid-1970s.

- Kelly's P.O.V.-

I walked back down the streets of Juuban, and I was beginning to get depressed. Again.

Back Stateside, in college, the Fraternities traditionally have what they call "Hell Week". That is when the novice-frats get initiated into the ways of the fraternities! Well, since I never was in a Fraternity, the heavens must have decided to let me have my "Hell Week", now. I get to be *initiated* into the (for lack of a better word) "workings" of the Japanese governmenmt!
Lucky me.

This is a test. It has to be a test. God's testing my patience. And,
I'm failing.. miserably!

My first week of trying to get my children back Stateside with me was *not* what I had hoped it would be. And, *that* was putting it mildly!
Although I had all the documentation showing that Ami Katarzina, Mimi Ann,
and Koushirou Odell were American-citizens by birth, and that Ayumi had become a U.S. Citizen a full year before Ami Kat's birth, and had renounced her Japanese-Citizenship.. on -paper-.. I was still having problems with the government!

Some Paper-shuffler in the Diet doesn't -believe- Ayumi's renunciation to be valid, since she later renounced -that-. Therefore, in the eyes of Tokyo, my children are citizens on both countries and, as my wife had not voided her responsibilities as a parent to the proper-authorities, they were still her responsibility!

I -hate- dual-citizenship!

"Also!" , the .. gentleman .. from the Diet explained to me, "You -must- understand, the one you call 'Ami Katarzina' is part of a great, living, national-treasure that Nippon would be very unfortunate to lose! As for the others.. they have a special-relationship with their heritage that makes them treaures, too!"

So.. we were talking about -treasures-, now, to be hoarded and put on display. Maybe to, also, be used as security? Nevermind the fact that they are still children, in need of loving parents! Iie.. they are "treasures"!

I had to fight a sudden urge to push this bakayarou out of his fourth-story office window!

"You do not need to worry yourself, Graham-Sama!" The Bakayarou smiled,
"We in Nippon know how to best care for our own!"

That may be.. but half-breeds are considered Gaijin! They are NOT "your own".

That started Monday. It's now Friday.

As I said.. "Hell Week".

Uwada Ryo warned me this would happen. But, that warning doesn't ease the pain!
I am, at least, grateful that the twins have someone to stay with temporarily, although I hate not being able to look after them, myself!

They are my children. They are -my- rsponsibility! But, I couldn't have asked the Tsukinos to house all of us! Putting up Katarzina, Salena, and myself was stretching their living-space, enough! And, although Rei and her grandfather offered the use of their Shrine.. I had a feeling that would just have caused unease among the regular-patrons.

So, the Family Kido offered to house Odell and Anne! I am going to have to thank them after this mess is over. Jyou was well-chosen to be the Bearer of Responsibility! And, it gladdens me that, when the situation requires it,
his father- Dr. Kido Shin- is just as reliable!

As I come to within three blocks of the Tsukino-house, my contemplative mood vanishes. And my uneasiness takes over! My Japanese is rusty, but it sounds like the locals are betting on a fight. I recognize alot of curses,
and the word, "Gaijin" is being tossed around too much!

The story about my kids finally made the rumor-mill. DAMN!

Somehow- and don't ask me how- I make through the ever-thickening crowd of hostiles. They are seemingly-oblivious to the red-headed giant that is wading through their sea. Because, nobody has threatened me, yet. Or, maybe,
my size intimidates them. I secretly hope that is the reason for their submission.

Then, I get to the house.. and start to cry...

****Haruka's P.O.V.****

I cannot believe what I am seeing! I do not want to believe it! We Senshi are having to watch as one of our own is getting attacked by those who -ask- our protection? While it is true that we Senshi of the Outer Planets kept our distance from the Inner-Count - we did not think of them as the best of Senshi - I never-the-less admired the Senshi of Mercury for her intelligence.. and her loyalty to the Tsuki-no-Hime! And this is supposed to be her fated-end?

She will be killed by this mob.. and the Senshi are POWERLESS to stop it ?

Iiede.. not powerless. We could stop the murder of three young children,
if Mizuno-baka would just let us help! Demo.. we cannot help. She will not let us. Not after the way we hurt her. Not after we tried to tear her from her family. And.. can I really blame her for feeling that way? I would have called her 'selfish' and 'stupid', before, for thinking like this. The needs of the many outweigh the needs of the one. That is what we are taught, to deny our wants and needs for the good of the community! But, seeing Mizu..
GRAHAM Ami-chan, now, I can only think of what Hida Iori-kun said two days ago! What will the Senshi, what will the Messiah, have to work with when her time comes? Will Mercury be living and useful? Or, will she be dead inside, and cold as ice?

And what about Koneko? I saw the tremors in her face, and the fear in her eyes. Sometimes, like now, it seems as Koneko can feel every hurt and every fear that we do! No one should have to feel that pain!

I wish Mimi would stop -staring- at me like that! That same accusitory stare! It makes me unsteady and short-of-breath and.. DAMMIT, GIRL! Can you not see that I am not your enemy? I swear, if you die and I see that same look in your eyes.. I will NEVER be Senshi again! I will go and drive off a CLIFF!

And, I will make sure I take a certain Gate-Gaurdian with me to pay for our crimes!

Is this what you wanted, Setsuna, when you called us to meet at the market? Is *death* what you wanted? Because It is what you shall get.. Damn you!

I am just glad that Hotaru is not here...

- Setsuna's P.O.V.-

Is it worth all this pain? I wonder. I have seen how this will all end,
from my station at the Gates of Time. I am allowed glimpses of what is to come. I have to remind myself everything is working for the best-outcome! Demo.. no one would believe me if I told them. Shimatte! I do not believe it, right now! And I was lucky enough to see BEYOND this!

I will have MUCH explaining to do, after this is over.. WHEN this is over! Haruka looks as if she wants me dead! I can't say that I blame her for feeling that way. She fears for Mercury-Sama.. and for Hime! If she only knew how much her fears are warranted!

Hime is terrified, now! Terrified of what she can do.. of what she MAY do! The power of Ginzhiushou is great.. especially, since it is fed by the Hime's passions. And, now, as her friend.. her imouto.. is threatened, the wanting, the passion, to protect her grows exponentially! If something is not done.. and, soon.. none of us may live through this. For, we Senshi have all hurt Mercury-no-Hime in the last few hours.

DAMMIT, Graham-Sama! Where are you?

And.. where the HELL is Hotaru?

- Ami's P.O.V. -

Why? Why? WHY?

WHY can't I have at least SOME normalcy in my life? Is that too DAMNED much to ask? I have spent my SHORT life in loneliness, my only saviours being my mother, Usagi-niisan, and the Senshi, and then my MOTHER winds up KICKING my out for being BORN! Hai.. for being born.. for I could no more deny my powers and rsponsibilies than I could deny my breath and blood! Then.. the Senshi.. my SECOND family.. deny me my FIRST when my father comes to claim my siblings and I! And, now? I feel like the great Native-American chief, Joseph! Sanctuary is so close.. 40 miles away..
yet so far.

Part of me thinks my mother has something to do with this! Somehow,
she had managed to call forth every demom in Nippon and brought them here..
Well.. as Aunt Selena would say.. "Bring them On!" Let us finish this!
I am glad my father is not here, for I have the feeling that here I will die.. surrounded by me enemies. I just wish Odell and Ann were not here! They should not be touched by this..

Ryo! How I wish you were not here. You do not deserve to even see this!
But.. you have ever been my Knight, through this Hell! So, I can only guess you think it your fate and duty to die with me.

Usagi.. Gomen nissai.. Aishiteru, aneue..

Then, as the crowd tightens it's circle around us here in the street and in the Tsukino's yard, I hear it.. somewhere.. the pounding of what HAS to be a war-drum...