** Part One, Polished Gold – Chapter one, was the first prologue out of the four fanfics im writing, and this is the second. Polished Gold will be about Galaxia's return to dominant power over the galaxy. Solid Shine will be about her son and his return to his familiar second home. **


Part Two
Solid Shine – Chapter Two

The City had slowly started to regain its stability after months of confusion and discussion, dealing with political and judicial inquiry. It had been a year and Galaxia's reign over the Galaxy and the city would stay solid, which was remarkable after everything that had happened. So much talk, she was finally able to sit in her throne without having to see people for appointments, appear for some kind of testament, or be hassled by media, public and staff. Could you imagine, having control over the whole galaxy and trying to maintain balance and stability, or even so, imagine trying to bring back that stability across the many star systems. She was not only able to take a break from dealing with the downsides of being the queen of the galaxy, but her son was also allowed to return to a very familiar system.

Standing on the edge of a wide balcony looking over the city was a young looking man. His appearance seemed to embrace the youth of someone around the age of 25, although he was in fact much older then that. Galaxy city slept for over one thousand years, and like so many other royal citizens in the galaxy he aged slowly. His eyes were a unmistakable blue, such a vibrant rich colour, the cleanest of a royal blue. His lips were a strong naturally looking red colour with model like jaw bones directing to a fitting chin. His other features like his nose and ears were proportioned in a perfect way the pure perfection of a god. He had an average height with a muscular build, and his hair was cropped and styled just above and around his ears, a blonde with subtle brown red transitions at the tips. It was long enough to blow nicely in the breeze but to short to be tied up. Wearing a suit of golden and black lightweight armour, no weapon visible, he stood and awaited his companions.

Galaxia saw her son standing in the distant balcony from her thrown, she stood up and brushed past her servants giving her daily appointments and advice. Walked towards the archway extending onto the balcony.

"You couldn't possibly have decided to leave without saying anything to me now could you?" she spoke simply almost like it was a trivial thing, without harshness in her voice. Her servants scurried only to the archway, no further onto the balcony.
"No, I'm just waiting for the others…but since you're here it makes it easier" he spoke with a deepness but not one to be labelled a mere bass.
"I want you to keep in mind what I mentioned to you before. It's not the same place it was...I didn't get a clear description on who it was I was dealing with either." Galaxia warned him earlier and wanted to make sure he kept her words in mind. "I don't want you to be angry or distraught about anything Galen."
"I know, and I understand. I'll deal with the problems as they come to me."
"I just don't want you shocked, I know you'll be fine" her words were caring and soft-spoken.
"It's been to long since I've been there, I know it was your precaution for the city and us to be safe, but I feel they've needed me. But I do understand…and you already know why I'd go back"
"Galen, that's the obvious, go home"
Galen turns his view from his mother and sees his 4 friends approaching the balcony, Galaxia turns herself around and watches them become more near. She smiles as the 4 of them fool around like a group of male might be seen doing, joking and the lot.
"It's so nice to see everyone looking well and being together, I know I've said it before, but I still feel there is no excuse for what I did" she said turning back to her son.
He just nodded with an assuring smile that things were okay.

"It's time for us to go" Galen said as he friends gathered on either side of him.
"Yes, I'll miss you, keep in touch" after she finished speaking she leaned forward and tilted her head up giving her son a motherly kiss on the cheek.
Galen hugged his mother and stepped back.
"We'll write" he chuckled because if he tried sending some kind of letter it'd take more then a hundred thousand years to reach her without a messenger.

The five men gathered in a line. Galen's aura burst into a ball of bright golden coloured light and he shot up out of the Atmosphere of Galaxy city. A Tall white haired man with cool grey eyes and a pale coloured completion smiled at Galaxia and then was overtaken by a white windy aura which shot up after Galen with a spark. A average height male was next, he almost seemed to bow to Galaxia and offered a charismatic but small smile to the Queen then flushed a aura of water and splashed after the other two. A Shoter man with right brown hair and eyes and a wide grin glanced at Galaxia, covered himself in a rock like shield then shot up and seemed to shed parts of his rock aura. Last was a flame coloured blonde haired average height male, he blew an over exaggerated kiss to Galaxia then waved. The surrounding air around him looked like the reflection made by fumes of gas then lit up and flamed off.

The four of them met up with Galen and their appearance combined into one of a brilliant comet, headed for the Sol system on an outer branch of the Milky Way. Galaxia shook her head at the boys; they were men, but boys to her. She'd miss them but she can't keep them in the City, they have their own duties to do and tasks to attend to.

Blasting across systems at a speed far greater then light, the 5 began to approach the Sol system. The feeling wasn't as it used to be, and the neighbouring systems looked very different. Galen frowned, knowing to well that it was his mother, no, it was Chaos in his mothers body, he all of a sudden got a large sense of worry as to what might have happened to Sol system since he left when he got message of Chaos attacking the area around Galaxy city. He left his daughters 10th birthday, and he hoped that his not being there could be understood as not a desired thing.

He could see everything still fresh in his mind. The white and light grey colours of the palace, the gardens and fountains, the kingdom lacked height, but it made up in its beautiful people and pleasant surroundings. He admired the neighbouring planets as well, mars, mercury, Jupiter; Pluto was always fun to pass through, and the earth, that was a whole another story. He longed to see his wife, her long flowing silky hair as smooth and shimmering as the Milky Way, her cream skin touching against him and her beautiful pale blue eyes looking into his. The longing was amazing, and his memory and mind began to drift back to the earlier days, the ceremony of him having to chose his bride, it was the biggest event in the galaxy, who would to be chosen to be Galen; prince of the Milky way galaxy, the strongest and most handsome man in the Galaxy's wife to be.

He closed his eyes for a short second but the memories that flooded his mind overtook him and seemed like hours. At first blurred visions of that night, but soon they picture became vivid and all to clear.


** Part Three – A touch of blood to a white rose, will be about the early days before anything involving sailormoon, and will be the prologue to the third fan fic I'll decide to write. **