Title: What? Why?
Author: Ree
Theme: Setsuna
Genre: General/Drama
Version: PGSM
Rating: G

Setsuna and her friends all belong to Takeuchi Naoko. I just asked them very nicely if they wanted to play. They agreed, and quietly snuck out without Takeuchi-sensei's knowledge.

What?Why?

With her eyes closed, Setsuna felt the funeral parade pass by. 'I'll give it a few more moments, and then they'll be gone.' She could feel the cold breeze brush across her cheek. Finally she opened her eyes. Surreptitiously, she looked around but didn't spot the newest ghost or his ancestors.

Turning away from the cemetery gate, she decided to visit her parents' grave after dinner. 'Why am I cursed to see them? No one else does.' She hastened towards her apartment. When she finally made it home, she closed the door tight and gave a deep sigh. Somehow she knew that the ghosts couldn't or wouldn't come in.

Dropping her keys onto the side table, she plopped down onto the couch. It's been two months since the ghosts started just rising out of the ground. Rubbing her temples, she tried to ward off the premonitions that were push there way into her mind. 'What is going on? Why are the ancestors rising? Whose ancestors are they?'

The memory of the staff and the power that had rushed through her when she held it filled her mind. 'What is that staff? Why is it invisible? And why can it banish the ghosts?' She tentively held up her hand trying to summon the staff. After a few moments, she gave up. Dragging her hand across her brow, she got up, went into the kitchen, and started to make her dinner. Reaching across the counter, she turned on the radio, and let it play in the back ground.

"More mysterious attacks have occurred downtown today.
The authorities have not released any information as
to the perpetrators of the attacks. Witnesses state that
the attackers were dressed in tattered robes, and rose
out of ground. The reasons are still a mystery that may
never be solved."

Setsuna quickly reached over the counter and turned the radio off. "That is the last thing I want to hear right now." Leaning her head into her hand, she tried not to cry. 'Maybe it would be better if I did cry. It might let the tension, and frustration out. But it might just give me a headache instead.' Sighing, her shoulders started to shake as the tears tried to force their way out. 'Why am I sad? Why do I feel like something terrible is going to happen?'

The tears started trailing down her face, and her shoulders started to shake harder. She gave up fighting. Crossing her arms on the counter top, she dropped her head onto them and cried. As the tears flowed, she felt half remembered memories that never were rush through her. A destructive golden light, a world destroyed, but she didn't understand it. The tears ended finally. So did the memories, leaving a feeling of loss and a new mystery to solve.