Hey
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makes me feel loved... Anyways, I had
written this part a while ago, but had had some problems uploading it. Well,
here it is!
Disclaimer:
I do not own Sailor Moon or Star Wars, or any related material. Only the plot,
however good or bad it may be, is mine. (As if you didn't know! Really, if I
owned the millions of dollars for such superb characters , do you think I'd be
writing fanfiction?!!) SM belongs to Naoko Takeuchi and Pioneer. SW and all
related instances belong to George Lucas and Berkley Jam Books. Thank you.
Usagi
sat in class, mind intent on concentration as she felt the power of the Force
singing through her. Tionne, Luke's assistant and a powerful Jedi Knight, was
instructing the class on a Jedi's method of memory retrieval. A Jedi could
retrieve memories of the long ago past by concentrating using the Force.
She was curious as to which memories to try and retrieve, when
a thought struck her. If her mother had indeed been scandalous when she was a
baby, she would have seen it, wouldn't she? She could retrieve her memories as
a baby, find out what really happened all those years ago...
Flash!
She felt cool, damp air rushing over her, the sound of voices
screaming, crying, pounding in her ears. Her vision was dim, her hearing the
same, but she could hear, and she could sense. Sense as she did now
using the Force.
"You damned whore! You ran away, sent your father's country
and mine to war, and had a baby with some cracked up bastard in another
galaxy..."
"I am not a whore, Apollo! And Luke isn't a cracked up
bastard! I don't love you, and I never will! I didn't want to marry you, but I
had no choice."
"I should kill that little fatherless bitch and strip you of
your crown for such adultery..."
"You cannot, Apollo! Leave Usagi out of this!"
"Keep the bitch. But keep her away from me, Selene, or I swear
I will have her killed."
"Apollo!"
Flash!
Serena was shaking,
shaking as badly as she had the day she had first come to the Jedi academy.
Apollo wasn't her father... No wonder he had always hated her! He didn't simply
hate her, but he hated Luke, too! Luke Skywalker, Jedi Master, was her father!
So that was why he had looked at her so strangely that first day! And Han too!
He had known as well! They all knew; her mother, Luna, Luke, Han, probably Leia
too and no one had ever told her! She was trembling with fury and self-hate and
a feeling of such wretchedness she thought she should never be happy again.
"Serena!" Jaina... It was Jaina yelling at her... "Jaina, my
cousin," she thought bitterly.
"Get Uncle Luke!" Jacen said, but Usagi was dimly aware, so
focused was she on the rage boiling inside of her, consuming her, making her
tremble and shake with suppressed anger.
Luke Skywalker came running through the halls and into the
classroom at the shouts. As soon as Usagi turned her deep blue eyes to his,
eyes that were now filled with fury and betrayal, he knew exactly what had
taken place. She knew... By the power in Heaven, she knew.
"Usagi-" he said, but she interrupted.
"I don't want to hear it! I know, okay? All this time... And I
never knew... Mother never told me, you never told me... I trusted you." Her
voice was so full of betrayal it wrenched Luke's heart as he watched the face
of his daughter.
She rose to her feet. "I need some time. Some rest, perhaps."
She left the room without another word, leaving everyone speechless in her
wake.
Deep within the maze of the dark Shadow Academy, Zekk paced
restlessly, his crimson-lined cape swirling behind him like a wave of darkened
blood. His hair, just a shade lighter than black, was tied neatly at his neck.
He wore the black leather uniform of the Dark Jedi, of the Second Imperium's
Darkest Knight.
He was supposed to have met with Brakiss this morning, but the
Master of the Shadow Academy was nowhere to be seen. None of the stormtrooper
guards had seen him, either. It wasn't like the normally prompt Dark Jedi to be
late.
Zekk was impatient. There was supposed to be some new mission
for him, some new task for him to accomplish. He was straightening the silver
clasp of his cape when he saw a young man with blonde hair in a dark violet
uniform stride forward to greet him, Brakiss at his side.
"Zekk." Brakiss said, in means of greeting. Zekk nodded, still
watching the blonde stranger with curiosity. Every sense of the Force within
him told him this was a dangerous, evil creature, best to be avoided if at all
possible. Never before had he felt such complete evil emanating from a
man. It was unnerving.
"To a private chamber, please, Zekk." Brakiss instructed,
motioning for his trainee to follow both him and the violet-clad man.
Once alone, out of the earshot of the stormtroopers and others
who might choose to eavesdrop, Brakiss explained the reasons for his tardiness
and the arrival of the stranger.
"Jedite, sir, this is the young student Her Majesty inquired
of. His name is Zekk, pride of the Shadow Academy, our Darkest Knight." He
indicated Zekk, who felt a small glow of pleasure at Brakiss' praise. The
stranger, who Zekk now knew as Jedite, nodded at Brakiss' words and appraised
the young Jedi with cold, cruel eyes.
"So you are Zekk. I am Jedite, one of the four great generals
to the Queen of all Darkness, Her Majesty Beryl.
She has sent for you, the
Darkest Knight of the Second Imperium, to be part of her plans of conquest, a
high honor to be bestowed upon a human." Jedite sneered the word, and
Zekk felt a chill run up his spine.
"And what role might that be, sir?" asked Zekk.
"It is not my place to say. That will be up to Queen Beryl to
disclose at her leisure. You are to come with me." He indicated a
vicious-looking black swirling portal, which had appeared suddenly.
"Who is Queen Beryl?" Zekk's curiosity had gotten the better
of him. Brakiss shot him a glare of reproof for his insolence and ignorance.
"Her Majesty Queen Beryl is the supreme ruler of her Dark
Empire. Even the Emperor Palpatine obeys her wishes. For the past millennium,
the royal," he spat the word, "family of Queen Selenity of the Moon
Kingdom has kept her imprisoned in the Dark Negaverse. Watch your tongue,"
added Brakiss, "for if I might be merciful in my dealing with your impudence, I
can assure you Her Majesty will not be. You are as easily dispensable to the
Queen as a stormtrooper is to me."
Zekk swallowed a throatful of anxiety, as he watched Brakiss
and the general Jedite. What was it he was sensing from Brakiss? Envy? Was the
Master of the Shadow Academy jealous of him?
"You are to come with me." Jedite repeated, gesturing toward
the portal. Zekk pushed aside his nervousness as he watched one of Beryl's
supreme warriors. Chin held high, confidence flowing over him, he strode past
both Brakiss and Jedite and stepped through. Jedite followed, closing the
portal as soon as they had both entered. Brakiss was left alone.
Usagi sat alone on her bed, staring out the window. Her knees
were drawn up to her chest, her long golden hair released from its imprisonment
in odangos, covered her. Her face was red and blotchy, tear-streaked from
crying. The star locket lay open at the foot of the blanket, closed, reflecting
the internal lights off of its golden case.
Serena turned her gaze to it, and a look of sheer
determination crossed her features. She stood, straightened her orange academy
jumpsuit, and began going through her belongings.
She tore open her knapsack, shoved in a few days' worth of
clothing, as well as other necessary items. She lovingly looked at the star
locket, before clasping its chain behind her neck. Lastly, she grabbed her
lightsaber, the weapon of a Jedi, the pride of months of work, and placed it
inside the knapsack with her other possessions.
She stared at the brooch which held the Moon Prism, and a
snarl curled her pink-stained lips. She laid it on the bed, beside her royal
tiara and her white princess's gown, and left through the window.
The night had just begun to fall when Usagi left. On the
horizon, she could see the yellowish glow of the gas giant Yavin, along with
glittering stars. Somewhere, out there among those glistening white orbs,
Endymion was waiting for her.
"I'm coming, love. Nothing else binds me, nothing can keep me
away." She whispered, her melodious voice lost in the chorus of the jungle.
In the hangar bay, Peckhum was gearing for a trip to another
planet in a section far away from Yavin 4. New supplies needed to be brought to
the Jedi academy, and he was the only one for the job. Giant steel drums were
set against the stone wall of the Great Temple, drums that were to be used for
carrying back his cargo.
With a heave, Peckhum loaded the last of the metal drums onto
the Lightening Rod, and took his seat at the helm. The tiny freighter
powered up its engines, and hurtled into space.
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