Divinity: Fates and the Afterlife

Chapter Forty-Four

It was late in the afternoon and after what it seemed a shift that didn't appear to end any time soon, Motoki finally crossed the hospital's parking lot to his car and closed the door as soon as he got in. With a heavy sigh, the handsome blonde doctor tilted his head back and looked absently while thinking about the strange events that have been happening lately at the hospital and his home. At first, he considered reaching Usagi but then thought about Mamoru's protective character and undying wish to protect his bunny wife from any harm and halted all plans, also, because he supposed they were still away on their honeymoon. He leaned back and closed his eyes immediately feeling guilty for even thinking of asking them to go back to the front line of battle when clearly, he and the girls had moved on from that life that made them risk everything for humanity without thinking about their own lives but he had come up to a desperate point where he was close to breaking his always strong positive attitude and no longer knew what to do to help people and how to help his wife, Reika, who was still very affected for what happened at the museum and now was dealing with severe panic and anxiety attacks.

Motoki wanted to respect the lives of his friends, he wanted to be strong for them but he also needed a friend—a good one. A real one. One that could really understand what was going on through his mind and that could give a much more valuable piece of information than the ones he got from the news and one that could really give him some valuable advice. In a flash moment of bravery, Motoki quickly looked for his phone in his grey slacks pocket and dialed a number silently praying to get an answer.

"Well, this is unexpected..." the low voice at the other end of the line greeted the blonde man, making him smile immediately, "What can I say... I thought I would do fine but turns out I miss you and your on-point sarcasm,"

"I Figured,"

At the other end, Mamoru rubbed his eyes and turned to see a deeply asleep Usagi curled on the sofa next to him. She began to suffer the lack of sleep from the night before and started feeling a dizzy and lightheaded again after having brunch and did some grocery shopping. Despite her insistence on trying to convince him that she was fine and that she could keep up with the day's rhythm, he decided it was best they went back home and she had proper rest so they have been spending the rest of their afternoon watching television, including the strange show with the chicken costumes. After cooking dinner, meaning Mamoru did all the cooking and Usagi helped him by doing her usual routine of sitting on the counter to keep him company and sing at the top of her lungs the most random and annoying pop song she could think of just to crack him up and make him laugh—she loved to hear his laugh since it was a rare treasure for her to enjoy but luckily, her quirkyness and random attempts always worked like a charm for her.

After having dinner, a very exhausted Usagi finally succumbed to the lack of sleep she had the previous night and very reluctantly gave in and fell asleep while watching some television in the living room, snuggled next to her husband who was also taking the opportunity to snooze a while when he heard his phone vibrated on the small table next to the sofa. "That's sweet of you, I'm moved," he mumbled softly and stood up very carefully so he wouldn't wake the sleeping princess next to him and walked towards the small balcony outside their living room.

"You know me, I'm all about the sweetness." A soft but heavy sigh caught Mamoru's attention and frowned, "Motoki?"

At the other end, Motoki closed his eyes and leaned his head back on his seat, "How is married life working for you? Everybody at the hospital is asking for 'the always so charming Dr. Chiba,' and I figured it was an appropriate time to give him a call just to see how he is doing," the blonde heard a soft chuckle coming from his friend,

"Can't complain—it's interesting... but something tells me there is more to this call than just knowing how's my life as a married man or to let me know Satomura-san hasn't really stopped cursing my name under his breath, which I know for a fact that he does—I can hear him almost every day like a morning mantra."

"You're too sharp Chiba Mamoru," The blonde tried to be his usual mocking self but his own doubts and worry weren't letting his usual playful character let things go and let out another sigh, "Bro, I know you're on vacation leave and I totally am cool with it, you just got married and are trying to have much valuable time with your wife and I imagine Usagi-chan is probably waiting for you to do... you know... something,"

"Usa is asleep..."

"Eh?"

"She's sleeping,"

"Really?" Motoki frowned, "I thought you two would be you know... bu—"

"—How is Reika feeling, Motoki?"

"W-Wait, h-how do you—?" Motoki widened his eyes, then exhaled tiredly realizing that his friend was no ordinary people and that it didn't matter how much he tried to keep the topic at bay, he was probably aware of the incidents by now and his current mood wasn't helping either. Very much defeated and exposed, Motoki closed his eyes and finally opened up to his friend. "She's..." he sighed, "Distant, absent—scared. She has nightmares, panic attacks and says something else happened that day, she doesn't believe it was just a random attack—she claims she saw something else there that was causing those horrible attacks and you know how Reika is man, she's a person who relies on science, she doesn't believe much in supernatural things... Mamoru... strange things are happening—I don't know how to explain it... I feel stupid for even trying to put it into words..."

"Don't," Mamoru frowned and leaned on the metal rail and looked at the sun beginning to set in the distance, "Don't feel stupid Motoki. I am very aware of what's been happening and yes, Reika is right, it was more than just a hate crime and because of that I am obliged to keep my distance from you—that is why I haven't called you to tell you I was back,"

"How long have you been in town?"

"A couple of days, long story short—it all started with Rei's grandfather's passing."

"Oh man, no... damn, I'm sorry," Motoki sighed, "She must be devastated, I'll give her a call,"

"Soon after, the attack at the museum happened and I forced myself to keep a low profile, I'm sorry for not calling you sooner,"

"Mamoru..." Motoki frowned with worry, "Are you saying this has to do with you?"

"I wish there were better words to describe this situation... I wish there could be an easy way to explain it but you could say it's something we, or better said, I, have to deal with personally,"

"Wait, no, no..." Motoki shook his head with shock, "Does this mean all of you are back to... you know..."

"I can't lie to you Motoki, you're the only one who knows that part of our lives,"

"There have been more incidents, people are dying without an explanation, their bodies just give up just like it happened to you that day. The board is about to release an emergency statement—they are treating this as a pandemic disease. The victims that were brought here from the museum seems like they are infected and are infecting others too, nurses and doctors included. They have been trying to keep the situation under control by putting them in quarantine on another floor and dismiss any comments from the press but the problem is becoming more serious with every passing minute." Motoki's heart began beating strong in his chest with fright, "Mamoru... what is going on?"

Back at his apartment, Mamoru closed his eyes and took a deep breath, "We still haven't been able to find the reasons behind these attacks Motoki... or better said, who is really behind all this." He opened his deep blue eyes and turned into a darker shade of blue. Mamoru hated lies and he hated to lie to Motoki of all people because he was his closest friend, but he couldn't allow him to know more because it would only complicate things for them. At this point, the shadows were slowly and silently taking control over the city and if he came close to Motoki, his life and Reika's would be taken as a target and hurt them just so the shadows could get to him. "Motoki... please do not leave Reika alone, take a leave, do whatever you need to do but you need to stay with her and you need to stay in a safe place. If you need to contact me, do it via text because I must stay under the radar for the things I am about to do—I have to go Motoki, please be very careful and don't leave Reika's side by any means. Let me know where you are staying."

"M-Mamoru, bro... n-no... w-what—" Motoki widened his eyes with shock and desperately shook his head, "What are you going to do?!"

"The same thing they have been doing to us Motoki," Mamoru's eyes darkened, "With the difference that I am taking back what is rightfully ours,"

"No, no, no, wait! Mamoru!" He heard Motoki raise his voice with deep worry over the phone but cut his end on the line. Looking at the sun setting behind Tokyo tower he took a deep breath before walking back into the living room and kneeled in front of his wife peacefully sleeping on the sofa and gently caressed her cheek with the back of his hand, "I swear to you, my Princess, I will protect you... even if it means to fight and kill all gods in Olympus," he leaned down and kissed her forehead, "Even if I'm dragged to hell."

O—o—o—o—O

Jadeite walked into the apartment he shared with Kunzite, Nephrite, and Zoisite and saw them sitting in silence in the living room. The blonde waved his hand and sighed, "What is with all this dense energy around you?" Zoisite peered at his fellow blonde comrade and arched his brow, "Where have you been?"

Jadeite walked around the large curved lounge sofa and sat at the end, with a soft sigh he fixed his greyish green eyes at Zoisite, "At the temple with Mars—where else?"

"Did you tell her to look for Megumi?" Nephrite asked in a low tone, Jadeite nodded "Yes, she agreed, but again," he frowned softly, "Why can't we go and bring her back ourselves?"

"Because they do not trust us entirely," The northern shittenou looked at his blonde friend, "They do not know us the same way the Inner Senshi do. To them, we are still a threat."

"Ah, that..." Jadeite's frown deepened and waved his hand again like a fan to disperse the air in the room, "Seriously, what is it with this heavy fog?"

"Endymion contacted me," Kunzite said from the other end of the couch in his usual stoic tone, his eyes were closed and he had his arms crossed, "He is going to see her..."

"Alone?" Jadeite arched his brow, "Of course—why am I even surprised? Of course, he will go alone."

"No, you, Nephrite and I are going with him," Zoisite said softly and turned to look at Jadeite, "We will wait for him outside the building where this woman is currently staying."

"Kunzite is not going?"

"Princess Serenity—I must look after her. We do not know how the shadows will react to the disturbance," Kunzite saw his younger brother take a deep breath and exhale slowly, "Sounds reasonable," Jadeite nodded; another jolt of anxiety disrupted the blonde's usual playful character and joined them in the sofa, "But it goes without saying those grounds will be plagued with dark matter and energy—that is an easy trap, you do not have to be a super soldier to know that."

"Your question is?" Zoisite turned to the blonde. Jadeite shrugged his shoulders anxiously to understand the plan, "Endymion knows better than that, why in heaven's sake is he going like this?"

"Because this woman was attacked and the only reason a random person would be attacked is that this person has something the enemy wants—something of great value." Zoisite said softly, only to cause Jadeite feel more exasperated "Well yes, that I can understand, but, he has been hiding all this time to prevent any more attacks from the enemy. We should be the ones meeting this woman, why does he have to go?"

"Because he is running out of patience."

Three pairs of eyes looked at Kunzite, "The enemy is playing with innocent lives and if we go, it will only motivate them to keep toying with us by hurting more people. Plus, there is no reasonable explanation we could give this woman for our presence. We are not the ones that lived in that Palace."

"Ah, we lived there too."

Kunzite arched his brow, "This dilemma surrounds the Terran family and even when we lived there for some time, there are many things only Endymion as heir of the Terran throne knows." Zoisite sighed and pursed his lips, "Are the Sailor Senshi aware of this?"

Kunzite nodded, "I spoke to Venus—she probably has alerted the girls by now,"

"When is this visit going to take place?" Jadeite asked, but then a warm feeling in his chest caught him off guard. All four shitennou widened their eyes when they felt the call and command from their prince and turned to look at each other; Nephrite took a deep breath and stood up, "Well, I believe right about now."

O—o—o—o—O

Minako sighed for the tenth time as she paced back and forth Haruka and Michiru's porch with Makoto, Ami, Rei, Luna, and Artemis. "Did he say more?" Makoto asked confused about the whole mysterious situation, Minako turned and shook her head "No."

"You said they are going with Mamoru?" Luna's question was plagued with worry, knowing that if this involved Mamoru, it also involved Usagi. Minako looked at Luna and nodded, "Yes, Jadeite, Zoisite, and Nephrite will go with him—Kunzite will stay with Usagi."

"Does this woman know they are going?" Makoto looked at Minako, who in response just shrugged her shoulders. Ami pursed her lips softly, the always pacifist senshi of intelligence looked down at her communicator, "I don't think she does. The good thing is these still work and we are ready for an emergency. If they need our help, I'm sure they'll send us a sign."

Rei sighed, "Alright, first things first—or whatever order we are following with this plan, we need to bring Megumi-san with us, that is why we are here, so what are we waiting for?"

"What are we going to say without upsetting Haruka-san?" Ami asked softly, Makoto crossed her arms, "Is there anything that doesn't upset her lately? Her rage is easy to ignite," she frowned and turned to Rei, "Why did Jadeite ask you to come and pick Megumi-san again?"

"Because it's true," Rei lowered her voice, "They don't trust the Shittenou—not entirely. They consider them a threat or a distraction and at times like these, it's better if she stays close to us. We don't know much about how they are going to take this or handle the situation but it needs to be done."

Makoto crossed her arms and leaned closer, "Okay, but, why are you whispering?"

"I feel like they can hear us..." Rei hushed Makoto, "They have super hearing,"

Much to their surprise, the front door opened just seconds after showing Haruka standing on the other side "Ah, I knew I heard voices."

Rei turned to a wide-eyed Makoto then back at Haruka, "How long have you been standing there? It's cold and it's dark..." Haruka asked with a puzzled expression on her face, "Just a couple of minutes..." Minako walked from behind the girls, Haruka blinked with concern, "Has something happened to Odango-chan?"

"No." Minako shook her head, "No, no, nothing has happened—she's fine, but we need to talk to you,"

"Come in," Haruka stepped aside and allowed the five girls and two cats walk into the house. Michiru was reading in the living room with Setsuna, Hotaru, and Megumi keeping her company. The maid's maroon colored eyes sparkled with content when she saw the inner senshi walk in, Minako noticed the sudden excitement in Megumi's face and smiled at her, "Good evening,"

"This is a surprise," Haruka said softly, Michiru looked at her mirror and smiled softly, "I see..."

"What?" Makoto asked the aquamarine-haired beauty. Michiru tilted her head to the side as graceful as ever, "You are here to follow your duty. I knew you would come—the talisman never lies, something is about to happen."

"You are aware then," Makoto said softly, Haruka walked from behind them and stood next to Michiru, "Of course we are aware—we have a duty too. The skies are foreshadowing something..."

"There is no point in hiding things then, we all know things are taking a different course," Rei crossed her arms. Setsuna nodded, "We have been receiving strange signals and I've been sensing a disruption in the time Space Continnum but we were still looking for a clearer sign,"

Hotaru sighed softly "There are other factors alerting us, in my case, there is a strong presence I feel coming from the Underworld."

"The enemy is coming from the Underworld?" Makoto frowned with concern, Hotaru looked at the Amazon girl with her hypnotic gaze, "My jurisdiction differs from the Outer Senshi's, despite having being forgiven and awoken by Princess Serenity. Due to the nature of my origin and power, I have a strong connection to the realm of the death. I have been sensing activity but I can't allow myself to respond to them. I am feeling a strong pull, urging me to make use of my Silence Glaive but it doesn't feel right—it doesn't feel natural."

"We feel something strange too. I have not seen it yet, but the fire is alerting me." Rei sighed, "We are here to bring Megumi-san with us." The priestess said with politeness but keeping a determinant tone, one that left little space for discussion; Haruka narrowed her deep blue eyes, "Why?"

"The Prince and Princess have returned, we believe it is best for her to be with her family," Ami said in her usual calm tone. Megumi widened her eyes when she heard the word family was being directly addressed to her, "Family..." she breathed with longing. Haruka crossed her arms, "There is no need for that, she is safe with us and she has a place here; the Prince and Princess need to have their privacy—we came to an agreement before the wedding, why are we changing the plan?"

"She will be safe with us too—look, Haruka-san... we are trying to handle this situation with as much care as possible. We don't need to start an argument for everything—we must stay united, we need to work together." Rei said softly.

Haruka sighed, "Why neither the Prince or Princess has come to take her with them, then?"

"Because I offered," Minako gave Haruka a stern glance. "I told them I would come and get her,"

"This request comes from somewhere else," Haruka frowned and shook her head, "Whose orders are those?"

"Nobody ordered it." Minako frowned, "It's common sense,"

"This goes beyond common sense, Minako," Haruka closed her eyes and crossed her arms, "It was them, isn't it, those men? Did they ordered you to retrieve the girl from us?"

Minako took a step forward and took her rightful position as leader of the inner senshi, "Those men, as you call them are the Shitennou—Prince Endymion's royal guardians; just like us, they have a duty to protect, they don't order around. They are our allies, Haruka, and they advised us to come and pick Megumi-san if that is what you need to know."

"The time for us to awaken as Sailor Senshi might come sooner than we all expected," Hotaru looked at the girls then at Haruka, "This is a different kind of battle, they are right when they say we must stay united and our jurisdiction might put Megumi-san's life at risk. You as Outer Senshi while having the same duty as the Inner Senshi to protect Princess Serenity differs in power and order. Minako is right and so are the Heavenly Guards." Haruka pursed her lips and tilted her head low; as much as she wanted to impose her authority as a parent to Hotaru, it was clear the youngest of the sailor senshi had as much knowledge and wisdom as Pluto herself because of her deep connection to life and death. As much as she wanted to be right, Saturn was her own kind of soldier and whether she liked it or not, she had to listen to what she had to say. "I see..."

Megumi turned to the girls with worry, "My Prince and Princess... are they alright?" Minako smiled and nodded, "Yes Megumi-san, they're alright." Setsuna looked at her garnet ball and turned to the girls as well, "I haven't sensed their ki for some time now, that is why we were more on the edge..."

"Mamoru has been very cautious about it and he has kept his energy suppressed to almost an untraceable level to avoid more random attacks and to keep Usagi-chan safe, but, they are alright." Ami said softly, "That is why they haven't come for Megumi-san."

"Megumi-san," Rei turned to Megumi and gave the young girl a small, comforting smile "It is important for you to understand what's happening. The shadows have infiltrated this planet and they are looking for any connections that would take them to their main goal, that is a fact, but you are not alone."

"That is true," Haruka sighed, "Yes, the Talismans are reacting—they are urging us to make use of them to fight this enemy but it's just like Saturn has said, it doesn't feel right."

"Asteria is a strong soldier and it seems she has created a link between the Underworld and this planet, her reasons are still unclear but we must close that warp." Hotaru looked out the window, "I don't understand why Father would allow this to happen..."

"I will close it," Setsuna said determinant, "But I need time to locate its exact location—the Time-Space continuum is very complex and there are many paths and alternate realities floating in the fourth dimension. Our past, as well as our future, is locked there, I must not allow this creature to meddle with the strings of fate."

"We still haven't faced this famous Asteria but we are carefully tracing her energy, we will hunt her down," Haruka turned to Minako, "But with Saturn and Pluto's help we might be able to find the link that will eventually lead us to where she is hiding. We will send you an alert when we do, so we can define the best course of action. If the Prince is keeping our Princess safe by suppressing his energy then it is up to us to fight them."

"We still need to let them know,"

"Of course," Pluto nodded, "It's important for them to be informed and be alert if anything happens. We don't know yet when they will be filtering and opening that warp again but we must be prepared."

Minako nodded, feeling more relaxed around the outers and silently thanked Hotaru for calming Haruka's defiant stance at them and the shitennou, "This is not a matter that only involves us, this is about the whole planet, which is why the time for us to work together has come again."

O—o—o—o—O

Akira sat in a window seat looking at the last rays of sun that filtered in her new hiding place. Things have been very chaotic ever since the attack at the museum; her plans to continue talking about her discovery to the world and everything in between had to be put on indefinite hold due to the heavy backlash and dangerous situations that have been happening around her. This was the third time she had to move because of the hostile threats she started getting from many people who thought her investigation was a blasphemy, blaming her father's crazy ideas and influence that it was used just to distract them from bigger issues and other directly blamed her for everything that has happened. This time, her team and the staff at the museum thought it was better if she stayed in a more secluded area in Tokyo and so they found an apartment close to the bay and that is where she has been locked away from the world, a complete irony to the life of an adventurer.

When once she lived freely, now her days were spent locked in complete silence and when she was always so open to speaking to people now she had been avoiding contact with everyone as much as possible because she was afraid. Her surroundings had become hostile and it was going to devour her alive if she dared to walk out the door. Her health had also started to be affected by these drastic life changes, she was always nervous and on the verge of having anxiety attacks; she spent her hours crying until her body couldn't hold it anymore and fell asleep and she cried the minute she opened her eyes to start all over again with her living torment. Akira barely ate and she could stay in the same spot in the sofa for hours without caring for the time marked on the ticking clock on the wall—the one brave Casanova Akira was now reduced to be terrified and no longer felt safe or free in a world she thought to be her playground. By now, she knew her reputation was slowly being devoured by speculation and doubt. It was painful to know the media had been blaming and mocking her for her life's work and calling her crazy and delusional for having such crazy ideas just like her late father once did. Akira felt another stream of tears rolling down her cheeks and took a deep breath; she had started to doubt her whole belief system and what was worse, she had started to question her father's as well, the sole inspiration for her entire career, her idol.

Akira let a heavy sob and rubbed her eyes with frustration; she tried to understand why things had gone this wrong and why Mikael had become so somber and dangerous and there was still no explanation as to what happened to him or where he was. She knew something was odd and it was frightening to see him losing control and wanting to take over the entire investigation for strange and almost obsessive reasons. Since he exposed her research on that television interview things had started taking a different, much darker turn. She let out a shaky breath and sniffled as she started remembering what happened a few days before the attack and thought of it as the moment she knew she had lost her partner almost completely.

-O-

Akira closed her laptop and proceeded to pack her belongings to go back to the hotel where she had been staying with the rest of her team. After Mikael's tantrum, she decided it was better if they stayed in separate rooms considering he might be stressed for all the attention they were receiving lately concerning their work and discovery. Now that it was out in the open, at least part of it and to prevent any more to come out, she and Toshi decided to keep everything locked away in secret.

She was ready to leave when she noticed Mikael was at the door looking at her with a blank and creepy stare. Akira jumped in her seat and noticed the man had become thinner than the last time he saw him, "M-Mikael..."

"Where is it?!" Mikael looked at her in frantic mode, Akira shook her head, "Where is what? What are you talking about?"

"The research, the pieces, the samples—everything! Where is it?!" The blonde man looked at her angrily, Akira stood up and grabbed her laptop and turned to look away, trying her best to ignore his desperate rant and the fact that she was terrified to look him in such condition. "We agreed to keep it secret until we had more information,"

"I want the crystal—I want the crystal now!"

"I don't have any crystals! You know that better than anyone," Akira shook her head, "Mikael, what is happening to you!?"

Mikael moved unnaturally towards her, his bones cracked with every move he made. His lips were chapped and dry, his eyes were sunk behind dark circles and his hair looked like it had started to fall off. The man was a memory of the strong and handsome man Akira remembered, and at this point, she was sure that if she hasn't moved to another room, her life would be in danger.

"Volo gladio, volo ad speculum aureum venit, et nihil potestis facere ut non prohibere!"

Akira widened her eyes, this was the first time she heard him speak like that. It was like his voice wasn't his own; like if the one talking to her with that mocking grin was something else, something beyond any logical explanation and much stronger than her. She tried to find that peculiar gleam in his eyes, the one that made her feel special but found none, this wasn't his beloved, not even close and she was now starting to be worried for her life. "M-Mikael..."

"Venit cito..." Mikael looked at her with panic in his eyes and pulled her close to him as he looked into her eyes, "Infernum in Terra..." Akira tried to break free from his grasp with panic, "Mikael... no, let me go... whoever this is... let me go!"

"Unus ex tetigit lux solis non veniet... quem vestrum adprehendet vos..." his void eyes slowly gained color, almost as if he was coming to his senses but the fright was still there, the anxiety and desperation was still overpowering him as he finally found her and locked his gaze with hers, "The one touched by the light of the Sun... it will look for you... it will find you, and when it does, you must let them know..."

"Mikael..." Akira widened her eyes when she recognized his voice and shook her head, "I don't understand, Mikael, what do you mean? Who is touched by the Sun? What are you talking about?!"

"Akira," Mikael's eyes started to gleam with tears of desperation as he looked at her with longing and fear, "I don't have much time longer... this body... is not mine anymore... you have to save yourself, run away, hide, hide yourself from me... please, save yourself... save your—AHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Mikael pushed her back and brought his hands up to hold his head, "It's burning... it's killing me inside! Ruuuun Akiraaa, ruuuun! I don't know how much longer I can hold!"

"Mikael!"

"RUN!"

Akira cried in silence and with a heavy heart; his screams were harrowing and disturbing, clearly showing he was in intense pain and struggling to keep a fair fight between him and whoever was using him as a host. His face slowly deformed with every cry and every time he screamed for mercy, his voice had a strange tone to it, it was clear that something or better said, somebody, was taking over and whatever thing that was possessing him had the power to possess her too if she wasn't careful. With the last of his sanity, will, and strength, Mikael was trying to save her life. Without much left to do, Akira quickly turned to grab her duffle bag and ran out of the building without looking back, without knowing where to go and if she was ever going to see her life partner ever again.

-O-

Akira opened her eyes and came back to reality, her own reality, and realized the sun had finally set and it was now dark. Like an anxious reflex, she immediately went to close all the curtains and turned every light available in the apartment on when a soft buzz caught her off guard and out of her now well-established routine.

The young and once fearless archaeologist walked to the door quietly and cautious. She wanted to answer the call and say something but at the same time, she was afraid that whoever was now after her, whoever Mikael asked her to run away from might be standing outside the building. A second buzz came along to interrupt her thoughts, but this time, she decided to answer thinking it might be someone from her team or someone from the museum and pressed the button while quietly waiting for the other person to speak first.

"Casanova Akira,"

Akira widened her eyes but remained silent for a minute, trying to recognize the voice at the other end of the intercom but nothing came to mind, it didn't sound familiar but it was like this person knew her. Akira frowned and shook her head, "No. You are at the wrong place, that person doesn't live here—go away."

"I know this is—"

"What do you want?!" Akira interrupted with defiance, "Who are you?!"

"I need to speak to her, it's important,"

"She is not giving any more press interviews for publicity, so it's better if you just go away. There is nothing she has to say."

"I am not here for publicity."

There was something in the voice at the other end that made Akira feel at peace; it was surprisingly soothing, warm and calm and she had to agree, that it did not sound like someone from the media—always so desperate and demanding for answers and exclusive deals. She pressed the intercom button again and leaned closer to confirm her suspicions, "Who sent you?" she lowered her voice and tone, "What is your name?"

"Casanova-san, I can't tell you my name through here, but you and I share the same interest and you probably have questions I might be able to answer."

Akira's brows knitted together deep in thought but somehow, she didn't feel threatened or in danger, "Answers..." she breathed with hope and hesitated for a couple of minutes before she pressed the button to unlock the front gate and allow this person walk into the building. Minutes after, a soft knock on the door announced that her mystery visitor had arrived; the young archeologist peeped through the hole in the door and instantly widened her brown eyes when she looked into a pair of intense blue ones looking down at her.

"Thank you for agreeing to meet with me, Casanova-san."

Akira nodded and stepped aside to allow Mamoru walk inside and closed the door immediately after, "A-Are you from the museum? Did they send you?" She took a minute to study her visitor's attractive frame and handsome face and tried her best not to blush. There was something in him that was pulling her into his magnetic presence as she looked into his eyes and felt drawn almost instantly. Mamoru shook his head, "Nobody sent me, but the circumstances have urged me to meet with you."

"Why?" Akira frowned slightly, "I-I don't understand..."

"There is no easy way to put this Casanova-san," Mamoru narrowed his royal-blue eyes, "My presence here might challenge your belief system and you may believe me or you may not, but I am here to talk to you about what you found buried deep underground months ago."

"You said you didn't come here for an interview, how dare you come here to ask me about that?" Akira frowned almost angrily and deceived; Mamoru arched his brow, "I'm not from the media. Like I said, I am not here for any publicity, in fact, I would like this conversation to stay between us."

"You want to ask me things about my investigation if that isn't an interview then why are you here?!"

"Because those ruins you found are sacred grounds—royal grounds... where I once lived."

"W-What?" Akira's eyes widened two times in size with shock, royal grounds?" she felt her knees go weak and leaned on a chair, "That's not possible! Those ruins exceed the two thousand-year-old mark... how...? No! That's not possible!"

"Casanova-san, in this era, I go under the name of Chiba Mamoru, but, in reality, my existence has a much deeper meaning. I am the person linked to those ruins you found." Mamoru looked at her with a serious face, "I have followed your work and I know of your studies in mythology so you should know about the divine guardians blessed by the power of their planets."

"Yes..."

"So, you probably know this planet was also guarded by a divine protector,"

"Yes, the Goddess of Earth and her sacred golden light..." Akira frowned, "It's an ancient mythological story, that gods once looked over us, that this planet held divine power and that once upon a time, there was a Monarchy that ruled it all, but, I am starting to believe it's just that—a story,"

"It is much more complex than what you seem to know Casanova-san, and it is not a tale, nor a myth,"

Akira widened her eyes, "What?"

Mamoru crossed his arms, "In ancient times, Earth was once a great nation that worked as a whole and it was ruled by Gaia, Regina Excelsis De Terra and Eros, Rex Excelsis De Terra, and those ruins, are from the Palace were that Monarchy used to watch over Earth in a land called Elysion."

"No, no, no..." Akira took a deep breath, "This is insane... no, no!" she shook her head with disbelief, "If you are here to mock me..." she turned on her heel towards the door, "I suggest you leave before I call the police!"

"My real name is Endymion De Terra, *Altissimum Princeps, Regii Exercitus Magnus Imperator ex Elysion," Mamoru walked to the dining table and put the royal medal he wears under his tuxedo tie and looked at the girl, waiting for her to recognize the piece of jewelry and narrowed his deep blue eyes, "Those ruins you found... they are in fact more than two thousand years old, but, they were never meant to be found."

"How can I know you are not lying? All this was broadcasted... how can I be sure that you are telling me the truth!?" Akira raised her voice at Mamoru who didn't move from his place by the table, instead, he crossed his arms, "You probably saw the symbolism—the circle and a cross... that is the astronomical symbol of Earth. The cross symbolizes its four cardinal points, the elements, and its sacred bond with the Sun who sits at the very center of that cross—it was nurtured by God Helios himself, that is how the story goes... right? Helios in his eternal search for beauty and peace, he nurtured this self-sustainable planet by linking his energy with it and it has been in the care of his dynasty for thousands of years."

Akira widened her eyes and saw the shining medal on the table and went to take a closer look at it, "The symbols..." she said with wonder and amazement as her fingers traced the lines of the golden insignia and widened her eyes when she finally recognized the piece of jewelry, "T-This is..." she looked up at Mamoru with shock, "This is the stolen medallion from my father's collection years ago—the one taken by a mysterious thief... h-how...?" she looked at him completely stunned, "W-Was it you?" she shook her head in disbelief and looked down and let out a couple of breaths. She clearly remembered the havoc that was to try to find the responsible for that theft and her father being completely heartbroken for having lost that medallion and never got a chance to know who took it, "You stole this medallion?"

"Yes,"

"And the pocket-watch?"

"Yes,"

"You are the mysterious thief? "

Mamoru nodded, "Yes, I am the famous Mysterious Face 2098, thief, or, later known as Tuxedo Kamen."

"These were important for my father... we looked every black market hoping to find them and buy them back. My father looked everywhere for them," Akira frowned "Why? Why did you do it?"

"Because they belong to me, Casanova-san. I am the original owner of those pieces and I had to take them back. Those were given to me two thousand years ago and they hold a very valuable meaning to me, especially that pocket watch—it was a personal gift." Mamoru looked down at the medal and sighed, "I am surprised you and your family have been able to find all these traces that were meticulously hidden and preserved."

"Wait..." Akira looked at him with shock, "Does this mean I was right? Are those ruins from a royal house? There is really a connection between us and mythological gods?!" she widened her eyes with shock, "You're... you're one of those gods?!"

"No, I am not a god." Mamoru shook his head, "But yes, those ruins are what is left of the Royal Palace where the King and Queen of Earth ruled what was commonly known as the Golden Kingdom." Akira ran a shaky hand through her chocolate brown hair, finally recognizing the name and meaning, "Elysion... the land of dreams."

"I am not here to harm you, Casanova-san... but I do need some answers and clearly you want them too." Mamoru frowned slightly, "I need to know what else you found in that place—strange things have been happening all over Tokyo and if I don't act fast, whatever it is threatening us will soon infect the whole planet again."

Akira turned to look at Mamoru, "Y-You know... about the attacks..."

"Casanova-san, whatever you found down there has caught their attention and they won't stop until they get what they want—I have been suppressing my ki and been in hiding so they can give me more time to plan a counter attack and to do that, I had to find you first but it was difficult for me to find your whereabouts—your energy is all over the place."

Akira widened her eyes and looked down at the heavy medal resting in her hands. There was something about him Akira found real and mesmerizing, he had proof of his words and if he was someone who could help her and Mikael, she had to open up to him, "Mikael..." she looked at Mamoru and motioned him to sit next to her on the dining table, finally breaking the invisible wall that was keeping her trapped in her own self-doubt. "He is my partner and with whom I started this project. We weren't really looking to find those ruins, we were actually on a quest to find something completely different—an ancient tribe crown."

"Where is he, your partner?" Mamoru took the seat offered and looked at Akira with interest, this reminded him greatly of those times when he joined his parents whenever they had meetings with the people around their kingdom to listen to their problems and needs so they could work in a fast and effective solution for them; it was nostalgic, and also, like if it wasn't that long ago.

"I don't know..." Akira shut her eyes and tried to hold the tears that were now threatening to fall, "He's gone missing and I have been hiding from him ever since the attack at the museum happened..." this caught Mamoru's attention and frowned, "Why?"

"Ever since we started with this investigation strange things started to occur... we've seen people acting strange, shadows and objects moving and we've heard strange voices..." Akira sighed, "Mikael was the first to act strange... he stopped sleeping, he stopped eating, and began acting very erratic and hostile towards everyone, including me. When the first news of our discovery was announced, it was because he stole part of our research and went to the media as if he is looking for something or somebody... he could be right one minute and the next one he would be aggressive and say strange things in Latin—that is when I realized something else was happening to him. I have the horrible feeling that he brought in whatever attacked us during that conference, I tried to stop him but all he said was something like... "Venit cito... Inferno in Terra."

"So, that's him..." Mamoru's eyes darkened when he remembered the man talking to the camera when the attack happened, "He's coming... hell on Earth..."

"Y-You..." Akira widened her eyes, "You can understand those words?"

"Latin is our ancient tongue," Mamoru nodded, "They have been trying to communicate with me..." he frowned, "Can you remember anything else he said?"

Akira shook her head, "Something about a crystal... the Sun... the one touched by the light of the Sun... a seal..." Mamoru narrowed his eyes with concern, "Casanova-san... where is that research? Where can I see what you found?"

"I started hiding everything from Mikael ever since he started acting strangely. When he asked me to run away, I took the most valuable things with me." Akira looked into Mamoru's eyes and was surprised to find they lively changed into different shades of blue, "Prismatic eyes..." she breathed with amazement and remembered the many stories her father would tell her about those blessed with power and that protected their world would show their cosmic heritage in the intensity of their eyes. She knew all those stories and legends like the palm of her hands, she grew up hearing all the stories and now, the unimaginable happened; a link to their lives' work was now sitting right in front of her. Akira couldn't deny it, she could feel an imposing energy coming from him that made her feel completely drawn to admire his regal presence and more than obvious outstanding handsomeness.

She looked down at the medal with a polished sapphire sitting at the very center of the cross in her hands and remembered every detail on it with nostalgia. When her father found it, she remembered him spending years trying to find its source and connection; it was that was initially pulled him to search for answers in semiotics, philosophy, and mythology, it was until then when he started finding some light to follow the truth of the origins of this planet and humanity but he passed away before he could finish his investigation, inspiring her to step in and take his place.

Akira looked down at the medal and acknowledged its value and worth. The piece was obviously made of solid gold; its sheen and weight were unmistakable. She had seen many precious metals and stones during her many crossings and had a wide knowledge of the matter it was easy for her to difference fake from real. It was heavy and untarnished, this was without a question made with the purest gold in existence. The red collar sash attached to it was also made of fine silk and now that she got to see it up close after so many years, her caramel eyes narrowed when she noticed a small but clear inscription engraved in the circle base where the gold cross sit, "*Regius Altum Princeps De Terra..." she mumbled and looked at Mamoru with admiration and a new-found respect for the man sitting across from her and nodded with confidence, "Follow me."

O—o—O

They walked in silence to a small study next to what seemed to be her bedroom and turned the lights on; Mamoru widened his eyes when he several shelves with many samples encased in crystal boxes of all sizes sitting over a large table at the center of the room. He walked over and saw the many pieces of carved stones and marble pieces, the medallions he now remembered seeing hanging in the hallways inside the palace and pictures of several rooms, court sides, and staircases.

A strong wave of nostalgia engulfed the prince as he silently saw the many pieces that were part of his home, once upon a time. His hand reached for a box encasing a golden brush, a hand mirror, and a soft white silk handkerchief with golden embroidery he clearly remembered seeing his grandmother using whenever he went to visit her at her chambers when he was a little boy. Flashes of his childhood began playing in his head when he touched another piece of fabric that pulled his mind to remember the moment he bid farewell to his family before he left to the army training fields and his training days with the Shitennou. As he looked down at the many pieces his mind started to collect more and more fragments from his life like the day the army returned from war victorious. His birthdays, the many dinners he had with his family, his long walks with his mother and their philosophical conversations under the shade of her much-loved cherry tree. He remembered the countless meetings he spent with his father and Leonidas in the study planning strategies and agreements with other kings and soldiers. He had flashbacks of his loving godmother Aurea taking care of him that time he got sick for playing outside in the rain when he was five years old and the clear image of his grandfather playing with him with the wooden horses he personally carved for him as a birthday present. He remembered his always graceful grandmother meticulously planning her famous tea parties and balls with the court and those lovely scenes when he spotted the King and Queen dancing in the hallway when they thought nobody was looking. Mamoru took a deep breath as he felt another rush of emotions go through him as the memory of the day he met Serenity for the first time along with their many secret and passionate meetings followed by the moment the palace an entire kingdom crumbled to pieces by Beryl's and Metallia's hand.

The look in his eyes was too intense for Akira to ignore, she noticed the nostalgia crossing his handsome face and leaned closer, "We were still trying to understand how these ruins got buried so deep underground and how these materials were still intact after all this time," she turned to look at the many relics carefully preserved and smiled softly, "When I was down there... it felt like it was some kind of resting place, it was so quiet, so peaceful—" Akira looked up at the prince and felt her heart flutter alive in her chest, it was still too incredible for her to believe he was one of those souls with divinity but his energy and poise was unmistakable she really wished her father was alive to witness this moment and meet with him so he could get the closure he needed to validate his work, "It is a beautiful place, but... we never found a reason why this important piece of history was kept in such penumbra."

"I buried it there." Mamoru said with heaviness in his voice as he kept looking down at the many samples on the table and grabbed another piece of white marble, "I put it there to rest and to guard the memory of my family... they were not meant to be found, but it almost feels like you were guided there by someone else who knew this place just to get to me one way or another," he sighed softly, "And I have an idea of who that person might be..."

Akira's eyes widened "H-How is this even possible? You being here... you said these ruins are indeed ancient—but—how?" she looked at the samples over the table and frowned, still very confused and surprised, "How did you do it? How did you bury such big ruins without destroying them completely? How is it that they are so deep underground? How come you are alive in this era?"

Mamoru closed his eyes for a moment and took a deep breath, "Thousands of years ago, a tragedy fell upon this planet unexpectedly and it was infected by a malicious entity that put everything and everyone in danger. To protect it, I found myself forced to use the power of a sacred stone that has been guarded and protected by my family for more lifetimes you can count. Earth was put to sleep so it could start its healing process and go back to its rough origins wiping all traces of our ancient history so it could start all over again." He opened his deep blue eyes and turned to Akira, "The reason I am here now is because the benevolent Moon Goddess granted me a new chance to be reborn into this era to live as a normal human being along her daughter and other souls blessed with the power and light of their planets," he smiled sadly, "I was living a somewhat 'normal life' but that past caught up with me and I was urged to serve and protect this planet and its people once again."

"The Moon Goddess..." Akira took a deep breath, "Other blessed souls... does this mean there are others like you living on this planet?"

"Yes,"

"You mentioned a sacred stone..." Akira walked over to one of the drawers and grabbed another crystal box and put it in front of Mamoru, "Is this the sacred stone?"

Mamoru's eyes widened when he looked at the teardrop-shaped crystal pendant attached to a long and delicate golden chain, "That's..."

"You know what this is?" Akira asked with great interest, Mamoru nodded slowly, still in awe, "It was my mother's..."

"Is that—" Akira looked at him surprised, "Is that the sacred crystal you mentioned? Is that why it glows?"

Mamoru frowned and looked at Akira, "It glows?"

Akira nodded, "It did once, while we were studying the many possibilities of existence to this place but it hasn't shown much activity lately—" suddenly Mikael's words made perfect sense and made her widen her eyes with realization, "Touched by the light of the Sun... it will look for you... it will find you and when it does, you must let them know..." she turned to Mamoru with awe, "He knew about you..."

"What?" Mamoru gave her a puzzled look, Akira's face went pale and took a step back, "It's you... you are the one touched by the light of the Sun... they're..." she shook her head with astonishment, "They're looking for you! Mikael warned me, he told me you would come..." she brought her hands to cover her mouth. "Mikael said I had to let them know..."

"Casanova-san, don't," Mamoru's eyes darkened, "Don't do it—don't listen to them!"

"I'm sorry... I'm so sorry..." Akira shook her head and turned on her heel, "I must save Mikael... I can't see him like that anymore!"

"Don't do it!" Mamoru went after her but it was already too late; Akira ran back to the living room to open the curtains and widened her eyes when she saw a black shadow standing by the window.

"Akira! No!" Mamoru brought his arm over his face to protect himself from the heavy fog with a heavy sulfur smell and frowned when he heard a loud growl, "Damn it..." he muttered dryly and went back to get back the golden pendant.

O—o—o—o—O

Jadeite covered his mouth when he felt another yawn coming, startling his two other comrades "What is taking him so long?" he turned and frowned when he felt the icy glares of his comrades on him, "What?"

"Are you being serious?" Zoisite crossed his arms and shook his head in disbelief, "What?" Jadeite turned to Nephrite who had the same expression on his face, "What? You are going to judge me too?"

"What is it with all this yawning?" Nephrite looked at the blonde with a puzzled expression, "Have you not slept well?"

"He probably stays up late thinking about Sailor Mars," Zoisite said softly with a joking smile on his face; Jadeite chuckled and shook his head, "Says the man that stays up until very late thinking about his precious ballerina."

Zoisite widened his eyes and turned to Jadeite with a pink hint on his cheeks and very surprised the blonde knew how to play his cards. "Oh yes," Jadeite smiled and crossed his arms, "I know about that pet name of yours... I must say, I never pictured you as a romantic kind of man, but it is quite adorable."

Zoisite turned red and tried to divert his gaze as it was the only way to make the blonde man forget about the topic unfolding. Jadeite sighed and looked away, "You are not that wrong my fellow brother—I do stay up until late thinking about Ares' daughter." A sad smile crossed his boyish face, "But I have come to terms with the situation and I understand it is a one-way street that only leads to a dead end." the blonde sighed tiredly, "How long do you think Endymion is going to take? I wonder what they are talking about—if she believes what he has to say or not..."

Both Zoisite and Nephrite turned to Jadeite with a concerned look in their eyes, "Jadeite?"

"Yes?" The blonde turned to look at them, Nephrite leaned closer and frowned, "Have you really accepted the fate of that relationship?"

"What relationship?" Jadeite chuckled, trying his best to hide the hurt behind the truth of his current romantic situation. Comedy and sarcasm was his perfect decoy to distract anybody from his true feelings. Whether he felt troubled or mad about something he would just dismiss the topic by being funny, but with time, it started to become harder to maintain that poker face and careless attitude around his friends. They had spent too much time together to fool them, and to his bad luck, they knew him too well.

The same sad smile shadowed his charming and boyish facial features, "There is no relationship and there has never been one with her—she has never been interested, all this time it has been just me barking at the wrong tree—Mars being the tree—me being the barking creature, I am using metaphors here just to keep things in the clear and you can understand what I am saying."

Nephrite sighed and rubbed the bridge of his nose tiredly, "I know it is a metaphor..."

"I thought you two had started something..." Zoisite said with a surprise hint in his always calm voice, Jadeite chuckled and shook his head, "Why?"

"Well for starters, you are at the Temple all the time,"

"She just lost a family member, I am just being a friend—we are friends."

"Well yes but—"

"Look," Jadeite raised his hand, interrupting Zoisite, "I know what I am doing and trust me, I accept whatever she is willing to give. If she wants to be friends with me, I am no one to say no—things did not happen for me the same way it did for you and do not get me wrong, I am happy for you. I am glad because well, you were becoming a little..." he waved his hand while grimacing.

"A little what?" Nephrite frowned, Jadeite grinned "Well, dull."

"What?!" Zoisite widened his eyes, "Of course not!"

"I am happy for you, I really am—I'm happy to see things worked out in the end for all of you, even for Kunzite who was the more reluctant to fix things with Venus."

"It is so strange to hear you speaking this way... you of all people, being mature." Zoisite said softly, "You are being unusually reasonable."

Jadeite chuckled and crossed his arms, "Nah, I do not think I am being reasonable—I am just being realistic. Besides," he sighed softly, "There are other things happening that require my full attention." he motioned his head to the building across the street. Quickly after, all three men frowned with worry, "Do you feel it?" Nephrite muttered, Zoisite nodded, Jadeite turned "The energy is so thick it could be cut with a blade... it is poisonous,"

Zoisite turned to the building, "If this woman has the answers or clues that would help us win this battle... it only means one thing..." his green eyes narrowed when he saw a dark cloud over the building, "They're here!"

O—o—o—o—O

"You got what you wanted! Leave Mikael alone!" Akira yelled at the shadow figure and widened her eyes with horror when she saw more of its kind making their way through the other windows. Mamoru clenched his jaw in anger and closed his eyes to use his power to contact and alert the Shitennou,

"Zoisite! Jadeite! Nephrite!"

He ran to the living room where Akira was being held by one of the shadows and shouted, "The barrier! Now!"

At the other side of the block, both blondes and brunette channeled their energy and followed the princes' command. Nephrite raised his hands and summoned for his power, "I call upon you for your celestial blessing to channel your light to cut through the darkness..." an orb of light began forming in his gloved hands, "Laminis constellatio!"

Zoisite followed suit and blasted a joined the brown-haired general, "Laminis glaciem!"

Jadeite brought his hands together and summoned for his own power and soon joined his fellow shitennou's attack, "Laminis Ignis!"

Three strong lights summoned blasted the dark matter forming around the building that was quickly moving inside the apartment. Mamoru felt a warm twitch in his hand and looked down at the case with the pendant and widened his eyes when he saw it was glowing with intensity; Akira covered her face to guard her eyes against the blinding light giving Mamoru the perfect timing to make use of it to attack the dark shadows. He narrowed his eyes and extended his hand with the encased pendant facing the creatures and prayed for its power to come through, "Beato igne ignescunt animis cum macula... interfere per me, benedicat eis quod soli ne transire... Hoc iter!"

Akira moved her hands away from her face and saw the warm golden light coming from the pendant in the prince's hand piercing through the dense bodies of dark matter; Mamoru quickly jerked his head to look at her and frowned, "You must leave this place! Take whatever is necessary, leave the relics—they don't matter anymore... you need to get out of here while this place is being cleansed!"

"B-But—"

"Hurry!"

Akira turned back and grabbed a bag of things she had packed in case something like this happened and she needed to escape. She went to the study and grabbed her laptop and other few things she thought were valuable enough to bring with her and went back to the living room where Mamoru was getting rid of the remains of poison in the air and turned to her once the golden light coming from him finally subsided, "Your friend is worried—he's praying for you, go to him, you're safe. The shadows won't go after you since they have gotten what they wanted and that was to find me—either way, I will keep a close eye on you, go now."

Akira looked at him with shame, "I am so sorry... I—"

"I know there are more things you wished to know to honor the memory of your father," Mamoru gave her a sad and apologetic smile, "One day we will meet again and I will give you the answers you need to clear his name from all speculation. I must leave before they attack again—thank you, for listening." Mamoru turned and jumped out the window without looking back, shocking the archaeologist, "Wait!" Akira widened her eyes with horror and ran to the broken window only to find no trace of the man and let out a soft breath, "Wait..." she whispered while feeling incredibly guilty for having put their lives in danger and not having more time to know more about him and his incredible story.

O—o—o—o—O

Usagi opened her eyes when she felt a strong tug in her chest and quickly sat on the sofa and started to breathe hastily; the sound of the television was still in the background but there were no lights turned on or any signs of her husband. Rubbing her eyes, Usagi stood up and went to turn on the small lamp on the side table but then remembered she had broken it during her training and pursed her lips, "Right... the ugly but functional lamp..." she sighed and turned to look down the small hall and saw it was also dark, "Mamo-chan?" she frowned and walked towards the bedroom but found it empty and walked back to the kitchen but there were no signs of him anywhere, not even a note. Usagi widened her eyes when she felt the same tug in her chest again and could not help to start feeling anxious and shook her head fearing the worst, "Mamo-chan... no, no no..." she said between sobs and desperately went looking for her keys and ran out of the apartment.

As soon as she walked out of the elevator she saw Kunzite staring back at her from outside the building and felt her heart sink in her chest, "No..." she breathed again as she walked out the fancy lobby, "Where is he?"

"Princess..."

"Where is he!?"

Kunzite closed his eyes, "He went to see the archaeologist—"

Usagi's eyes widened "Take me there," her voice quivered, "You have to take me to him!"

"Princess..."

Usagi's crystal blue eyes widened when she felt another tug in her chest and turned to the other side of the street and saw Mamoru walking back with Zoisite, Nephrite, and Jadeite, and quickly went after him. As they came closer, Kunzite noticed the serious look in his brothers' eyes silently telling him something else happened during that meeting. He released a heavy sigh as he waited for them to come closer and crossed his arms, "What did you find Endymion..." he muttered to himself with worry, "What did you find?"

A/N: For a reference about Tuxedo Kamen's medallion and pocket-watch, you can check: Divinity: A day in the life, "Shades of Blue - Royal Blue"

The glossary in order of appearance:

*High Prince and Commander of the Royal Army of Elysion.

*Royal High Prince of Earth

I do not own Sailor Moon, just this plot and some of the characters.