Chapter 2: Forgotten Elysion
"Dreams"
"Is there something wrong with you?" Nephrite asked him.
"What do you mean? There's nothing wrong with me." Jadeite answered pacing the floor of his room.
"So you pace the floor because there's nothing wrong?"
"Why do you care Nephrite?" Jadiete asked in frustration.
"I don't. Just that you've been acting strange and Beryl's getting suspicious."
"I have it under control."
"Fine. But you know that I am searching for that crystal too. We could rule the whole Universe if we
have it in our pocession. Don't you want that?" Jadiete didn't answer, he just kept looking out his
window instead. Nephrite turned to leave.
"Say, Nephrite, do you remember anything of the past?" Jadeite asked. He wasn't really expecting
the other man to answer him. He was just thinking about the question but it just came out
suddenly.
Nephrite turned to look at him. The younger General was still looking out the window with his
shoulders down. "I..um..I met this girl the other day. I haven't seen her before. Once in a while, she
would pass me by... but, but when I was near her, I felt something strange that I can't explain.
There was something familiar about her. She made me remember things I never did before."
"Maybe it's she that processes that crystal."
"I was thinking about that," Jadeite said, still not looking at him. "Or it was someone that was near
there. That's why I know my plan will work. I know it. And then I can see her again. Kill those two
Senshi and get everyone's energy."
"You sound like you're attracted to this girl."
"She's so...um..she's so beautiful. Everything about her is... I don't want to be the one to end it.
I wish there was another way."
"There isn't," Nephrite said matter of factly, turning around so he could leave. "But I can tell you one
thing Jadeite... sometimes I see something certainly different from this place." He turned the knob
and went out, the other still looking out his window.
Jadeite watched the stars and the moon until he could no longer open his eyes. He tried to
remember memories of long ago as he laid on his bed. But he could not....
**************
He watched the fireworks go off. The gardens of Eysion was always the only place that was perfect
for watching such things. He was waiting for someone at the Palace's rose garden. The scent of
roses were circling around him. It was a perfect night. Nothing could have been better. The stars
were shining, there were fireworks and the white moon was bright against the dark blue sky. He was
quietly just watching everything around him. He always took things at its best. Like it was the last
time he would see them. He smelled the flowers in his hands and closed his eyes. "They're perfect."
"I see that you must be waiting for someone, my Lord."
He looked over his shoulder. A woman in a long white dress stood before him. Her hair cascading
down her bare shoulders. "Why, I am waiting for someone actually. You might know her."
The woman smiled. A bright beautiful smile that always made his knees weak. She stepped closer
to him. "So tell me my Lord, what does this woman look like?" She asked, with her arms crossed.
He returned her smile, putting the flowers behind his back and walked around her. "Oddly enough,
she also has a white dress on, her hair is the same color, her eyes are the same. She carries herself
well. She's a beautiful Princess you know."
"Really? Beautiful, huh?"
"Exquisite..." he wrapped his arms around her waist. "These are for you," he said giving her the white
flowers.
The woman took it and smiled again. "Casablancas?" She asked in surprise. "They're my favorite.
How did you know?"
"You told me once."
"And you remembered?"
"I remember everything."
She laid her head on his shoulder and they began to dance to the music coming from inside the
palace. "I missed you..." he whispered in her ear.
"Sometimes I wish it were different," she said softly.
"I wish it was like this all the time."
She looked up at him as he ran his finger down her cheek. "It's a wonderful night, huh? The moon is
so bright."
"It's perfect" she said.
They sat close together on the white stone bench. He watched her smell the Casablancas as they
both watched more of the fireworks.
The woman stood up. Her face towards the fullness of the moon. "Do you think...do you think our
people would be together someday?"
"I hope so," he said, walking up beside her, laying his hand on her shoulder. "Our Prince and your
Princess seems to get along just fine. Maybe they could change things."
"They seem to be falling in love with each other, huh?"
"You should hear him talk about her. I have never heard the Prince talk about love in my entire life
until now."
She laughed softly. "You should hear her talk about him. It's never ending... but it is sweet."
He turned her around, smiling down at her. "I love you, Princess."
"You will always be the only one..."
The man leaned down and kissed her softly on the lips as more fireworks decorated the night sky.
She ran her hand through his short blond hair. Her being so close to him like this always made him so
complete.
Suddenly, there was a cough behind them. They both looked over at the person who stood by the
rose bushes.
The young boy was smiling at them. He was around ten or so, wearing a white tuxedo that
complimented him well. Especially, his short white, wavy hair. "My Lord, Princess. The Prince wants
everyone gathered inside. He's going to make a toast. Hurry." The boy was still smiling and looking
at them.
"Are you going to say anything else, Helios?" He asked.
The boy nodded. He took a hold of the man's hand as the three of them made their way to Elysion's
dance hall. "Do you think the Prince will let me drink a glass of champagne if I asked?"
"Aren't you a bit young?"
Helios shook his head. "No. I'm already grown. I'm almost as tall as you... But if he says no, you can
talk to him won't you? It's only for one night."
He rumpled the boy's white curls. "I will try. But don't blame me if he says no."
"All right." He let go of the man's gloved hand. "I am going to ask him right now." He ran ahead of
them and went inside excitedly.
The woman wrapped her arm around his. "Hmmm... I wonder what this toast is about."
"Me too," he said.
**************
He woke up in the middle of the night and grabbed his head. "What the hell was I dreaming
about?" He asked himself aloud. But like most dreams, he had quickly forgotten about it. He tried
hard to remember though. Where exactly was that palace? Or was it even a palace? A boy with
white hair? And that girl... He fell back on his bed, trying to go back to sleep by watching the
moon. "So bright..." he whispered. He put a pillow over his head to shut out its light.
The next day, he found himself being yelled at Beryl again. "You had already failed twice. And I'm
tired of waiting for you to do something."
Jadeite flinched. He hated the sound of her voice and the sight of her always loathsome face.
"Don't worry my Queen. This time around I won't fail. Besides, the third time is always the charm isn't
it?" It was supposed to be a joke but she did not crack a smile and neither did he.
"I hope you're right, Jadeite. I want that crystal. Your duty this time is to kill the Senshi. I want those
two DEAD! Especially Sailor Moon."
**********
She never had trouble sleeping. It wasn't like her to toss and turn. Why were these dreams coming
to her? Ever since that man made his presence at the Shrine, she had the dreams. Dreams that
even her fire readings and her usual accurate senses could not read.
She sat up on her bed, wiping the beads of sweat that formed on her forehead. "What's
happening to me?" She asked herself. She looked over her shoulder and stared at the window for a
bit. "That moonlight..." she whispered. "It's the same as in my dream." She could see herself there at
that place. She could see herself happy. .. A feeling she had not felt in a long time.
She thought of her mother as she tried to get back to sleep. The moonlight always made her think
of her mother. Her mother who loved her and left her. She was not the kind of person that would
cry and show her feelings. Her father had always taught her to be tough. That crying was for the
weak. "You should never ever show anyone that you have a weak side! Crying is for the weak and
Hinos are not weak! We do not cry."
Rei hated her father. He never cared and she was fine without him. It was he that made her
the way she was. She was always afraid of people leaving her. It was why she chose to not have
friends, to not have anyone get close, afraid of what might happen. She sighed heavily and wiped
her tears away with the back of her hands. Her light violet hair spreading like a fan on her pillow.
She stared at the moonlight's rays that fell on her blankets until she fell asleep again...
to be continued...
"Dreams"
"Is there something wrong with you?" Nephrite asked him.
"What do you mean? There's nothing wrong with me." Jadeite answered pacing the floor of his room.
"So you pace the floor because there's nothing wrong?"
"Why do you care Nephrite?" Jadiete asked in frustration.
"I don't. Just that you've been acting strange and Beryl's getting suspicious."
"I have it under control."
"Fine. But you know that I am searching for that crystal too. We could rule the whole Universe if we
have it in our pocession. Don't you want that?" Jadiete didn't answer, he just kept looking out his
window instead. Nephrite turned to leave.
"Say, Nephrite, do you remember anything of the past?" Jadeite asked. He wasn't really expecting
the other man to answer him. He was just thinking about the question but it just came out
suddenly.
Nephrite turned to look at him. The younger General was still looking out the window with his
shoulders down. "I..um..I met this girl the other day. I haven't seen her before. Once in a while, she
would pass me by... but, but when I was near her, I felt something strange that I can't explain.
There was something familiar about her. She made me remember things I never did before."
"Maybe it's she that processes that crystal."
"I was thinking about that," Jadeite said, still not looking at him. "Or it was someone that was near
there. That's why I know my plan will work. I know it. And then I can see her again. Kill those two
Senshi and get everyone's energy."
"You sound like you're attracted to this girl."
"She's so...um..she's so beautiful. Everything about her is... I don't want to be the one to end it.
I wish there was another way."
"There isn't," Nephrite said matter of factly, turning around so he could leave. "But I can tell you one
thing Jadeite... sometimes I see something certainly different from this place." He turned the knob
and went out, the other still looking out his window.
Jadeite watched the stars and the moon until he could no longer open his eyes. He tried to
remember memories of long ago as he laid on his bed. But he could not....
**************
He watched the fireworks go off. The gardens of Eysion was always the only place that was perfect
for watching such things. He was waiting for someone at the Palace's rose garden. The scent of
roses were circling around him. It was a perfect night. Nothing could have been better. The stars
were shining, there were fireworks and the white moon was bright against the dark blue sky. He was
quietly just watching everything around him. He always took things at its best. Like it was the last
time he would see them. He smelled the flowers in his hands and closed his eyes. "They're perfect."
"I see that you must be waiting for someone, my Lord."
He looked over his shoulder. A woman in a long white dress stood before him. Her hair cascading
down her bare shoulders. "Why, I am waiting for someone actually. You might know her."
The woman smiled. A bright beautiful smile that always made his knees weak. She stepped closer
to him. "So tell me my Lord, what does this woman look like?" She asked, with her arms crossed.
He returned her smile, putting the flowers behind his back and walked around her. "Oddly enough,
she also has a white dress on, her hair is the same color, her eyes are the same. She carries herself
well. She's a beautiful Princess you know."
"Really? Beautiful, huh?"
"Exquisite..." he wrapped his arms around her waist. "These are for you," he said giving her the white
flowers.
The woman took it and smiled again. "Casablancas?" She asked in surprise. "They're my favorite.
How did you know?"
"You told me once."
"And you remembered?"
"I remember everything."
She laid her head on his shoulder and they began to dance to the music coming from inside the
palace. "I missed you..." he whispered in her ear.
"Sometimes I wish it were different," she said softly.
"I wish it was like this all the time."
She looked up at him as he ran his finger down her cheek. "It's a wonderful night, huh? The moon is
so bright."
"It's perfect" she said.
They sat close together on the white stone bench. He watched her smell the Casablancas as they
both watched more of the fireworks.
The woman stood up. Her face towards the fullness of the moon. "Do you think...do you think our
people would be together someday?"
"I hope so," he said, walking up beside her, laying his hand on her shoulder. "Our Prince and your
Princess seems to get along just fine. Maybe they could change things."
"They seem to be falling in love with each other, huh?"
"You should hear him talk about her. I have never heard the Prince talk about love in my entire life
until now."
She laughed softly. "You should hear her talk about him. It's never ending... but it is sweet."
He turned her around, smiling down at her. "I love you, Princess."
"You will always be the only one..."
The man leaned down and kissed her softly on the lips as more fireworks decorated the night sky.
She ran her hand through his short blond hair. Her being so close to him like this always made him so
complete.
Suddenly, there was a cough behind them. They both looked over at the person who stood by the
rose bushes.
The young boy was smiling at them. He was around ten or so, wearing a white tuxedo that
complimented him well. Especially, his short white, wavy hair. "My Lord, Princess. The Prince wants
everyone gathered inside. He's going to make a toast. Hurry." The boy was still smiling and looking
at them.
"Are you going to say anything else, Helios?" He asked.
The boy nodded. He took a hold of the man's hand as the three of them made their way to Elysion's
dance hall. "Do you think the Prince will let me drink a glass of champagne if I asked?"
"Aren't you a bit young?"
Helios shook his head. "No. I'm already grown. I'm almost as tall as you... But if he says no, you can
talk to him won't you? It's only for one night."
He rumpled the boy's white curls. "I will try. But don't blame me if he says no."
"All right." He let go of the man's gloved hand. "I am going to ask him right now." He ran ahead of
them and went inside excitedly.
The woman wrapped her arm around his. "Hmmm... I wonder what this toast is about."
"Me too," he said.
**************
He woke up in the middle of the night and grabbed his head. "What the hell was I dreaming
about?" He asked himself aloud. But like most dreams, he had quickly forgotten about it. He tried
hard to remember though. Where exactly was that palace? Or was it even a palace? A boy with
white hair? And that girl... He fell back on his bed, trying to go back to sleep by watching the
moon. "So bright..." he whispered. He put a pillow over his head to shut out its light.
The next day, he found himself being yelled at Beryl again. "You had already failed twice. And I'm
tired of waiting for you to do something."
Jadeite flinched. He hated the sound of her voice and the sight of her always loathsome face.
"Don't worry my Queen. This time around I won't fail. Besides, the third time is always the charm isn't
it?" It was supposed to be a joke but she did not crack a smile and neither did he.
"I hope you're right, Jadeite. I want that crystal. Your duty this time is to kill the Senshi. I want those
two DEAD! Especially Sailor Moon."
**********
She never had trouble sleeping. It wasn't like her to toss and turn. Why were these dreams coming
to her? Ever since that man made his presence at the Shrine, she had the dreams. Dreams that
even her fire readings and her usual accurate senses could not read.
She sat up on her bed, wiping the beads of sweat that formed on her forehead. "What's
happening to me?" She asked herself. She looked over her shoulder and stared at the window for a
bit. "That moonlight..." she whispered. "It's the same as in my dream." She could see herself there at
that place. She could see herself happy. .. A feeling she had not felt in a long time.
She thought of her mother as she tried to get back to sleep. The moonlight always made her think
of her mother. Her mother who loved her and left her. She was not the kind of person that would
cry and show her feelings. Her father had always taught her to be tough. That crying was for the
weak. "You should never ever show anyone that you have a weak side! Crying is for the weak and
Hinos are not weak! We do not cry."
Rei hated her father. He never cared and she was fine without him. It was he that made her
the way she was. She was always afraid of people leaving her. It was why she chose to not have
friends, to not have anyone get close, afraid of what might happen. She sighed heavily and wiped
her tears away with the back of her hands. Her light violet hair spreading like a fan on her pillow.
She stared at the moonlight's rays that fell on her blankets until she fell asleep again...
to be continued...
