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My head. Oh, my head. It felt as if someone took a jackhammer and began drilling down ever so slowly. It wasn't the same kind of pain I usually had when I was losing control, no. This was because of that ass hole who gave me a concussion. I didn't want to open my eyes for I was afraid of what I would see. I hoped I would wake up in my bedroom with just a migraine disallowing me any activity from the day, but if my memories served me correct, I will have to adjust myself to a new setting. I heard nothing that would have me jumping to my feet to defend myself; I heard no footsteps, annoying beeping monitors, anything. Just the silence to keep me company as I lied there with my eyes closed and my arms covering my face. The serene silence at first surprised me when I woke up because I was so used to waking up to some kind of noise whether it be Rei sweeping up leaves or the clattering of pots and pans when someone decided to cook breakfast. The lack of noise was unsettling and I grew utterly uncomfortable. I had to open my eyes, though, even if my head persisted against it.

Bleak. White. Gray. Black. This room was so bare and it had minimal furniture. It had an open bathroom, dresser, bed, and well, that's it. I was held prisoner, that's for a fact. I wasn't even going to try to open the door; I knew they locked it to prevent my escape, because running away was my specialty. I could maybe blast the door open, but there were most likely guards outside, and my head was too foggy to fight. I would surely lose.

Panic struck me as I wondered about my friends. Were they fighting the Sun protectors? I didn't get the chance to warn them of who our enemies were. Were they alright? Were the hurt? Where were they? Most importantly, where the hell was I? I tried not to become irate or scared, but honestly I couldn't help myself. The Sun didn't need or want me anymore. I was a laughing stock and the citizens didn't appreciation their protection that I gave them. They thought of me as some kind of harlot, so why should I waste my time trying to obtain their trust when they wanted to laugh at my mistakes? Kurain, the Queen of the Sun, wouldn't hear my side of the story. Why should I risk my life to save hers? And the nerve of that guard! For knocking me out cold, I'll kick him unconscious so he can see how it feels. I gripped my head to try to ease the pain that he cause. Damn him.

The sounds of footsteps walking down the hallway made me look up towards the door, hoping they were coming to unlock the door and let me out. Tension was rising as I heard them coming closer to the door; the creaking of the door resonated through the room and I awaited the guard.

"You!" I started to stand up as I recognized the same guy that punched me in the temple.

"I wouldn't stand if I were you. A concussion has stricken you so it would unwise to strain yourself."

"And how do you suppose I got this concussion? It didn't just come out of no where!"

"I'm guessing someone struck you upon the temple. You do have quite the bruise there," the guy said as he walked towards me and inspected my bruise.

Subconsciously I touched the area and backed away from him by crawling back to the center of the bed. "Don't you dare come any closer!" He wasn't listening to me and continued to walk my way and I scooted across the bed as fast as I could, away from him.

"Stop moving. I'm trying to help you." I heard the sincerity in his voice, but I was still suspicious.

"Oh, by knocking me out? You think that's helping me out, do you?"

"That wasn't me, Sailor Star. It was my brother, I swear to you. We are nearly identical."

"I don't believe you. At all."

"You're in one of our rooms at our headquarters. Not a dungeon, you're in a bedroom." He crossed his arms and stood there, tapping his foot lightly against the cement floor. I crossed my arms, mimicking his actions. I wanted to annoy him as much as possibly so he would just leave me alone. "We would like you to come back to the Sun with us-"

"No! No way!"

"And help us defeat the Queen."

His answer startled me. He wanted me to do what? Help defeat the Queen of the Sun? This was a joke, right?

"And by attacking me and locking me up in a room would make me trust you?"

He sighed and he sat down on the bed, facing me. "I'm sorry about my brother giving you a concussion; truly I apologize for the inconvenience. This is the only room with locks, but we didn't even lock it if you were a little bit more observant. And after my brother attacked you, I fought him off and brought you here. I can remove the locks with no problem if they are really concerning you that much."

"I don't plan to stay here for long so I honestly could care less about the damn locks. Why have I been so paranoid the whole time he was looking for me? Why are they looking for me? And how do I know you actually saved me? And-"

"Calm down; it's okay. I'll explain this whole situation to you when you meet the others."

The others. It sounded like there were many others. "How many are there?"

"Fifty."

"Holy shit. Where are we exactly?"

"We're still in Tokyo, if that's what you're wondering."

"Yes. No, wait, are we on the ground or what?"

"We're on the ground, in a building. We disguised it so it looks like an apartment complex, but inside it's much like the Sun. We have laboratories, meeting rooms, actual rooms. Come on, let's go. I'll give you some medicine for your head."

He held out his hand, waiting for me grab hold. Reluctantly, I did so, feeling the warmth that flowed through me. Was this normal when touching a Sun guardian? I never felt this kind of warmth when holding Iori's hand, I don't believe. This warmth was different from anything I've ever felt. He was strong and sturdy, and composed himself with much authority.

He helped me up off of the bed and as I took my first step, I stumbled and almost fell flat on my face if he wasn't there to catch me. Instead of the warmth just being in my arms, I felt this new sensation building up throughout my whole body.

"Thanks," I said while my face heated up with an embarrassing blush. I could tell it was a noticeable hue of red because he chuckled when he looked at me to make sure I was okay.

"My pleasure, Sailor Star."

"Akari. You can call me Akari."

"Alright, Akari-san, you can call me Seito."

I surprised myself by writing this chapter because I was originally planning to make the previous chapter a dream, but I think it's time for some action and answers! Also, that would have been really mean of me to make it a dream. Do you trust Seito and do you think he's telling the truth? I'm so excited to finally being able to write some action and drama! Please review!