~Prologue~

Densetsu no Cosmos Senshi: Fire Hue: Chapter One

By: fluorite of obsidian

Date started: Summer '01

Inspirational Quote: "We are all lying in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars." -Oscar Wilde

THANKYOU THANKYOU THANKYOU THANKYOU!!!! Heheh, hi everyone! This takes place after everything, Galaxia, Chaos, all of those baddies. In DBZ this is waaay after civilization, you should know that from the prologue. And, the Starlight's and Kakyuu-hime have gone back to their planet, everything is back to peace. *Sigh* Anyways, I'll be using Japanese names, please enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Sailor Moon grabs tissue I do not own Dragonball Z sobs I do not own Trunks, Vegeta, Gohan or Goten collapses in hysterics

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Without further adieu, Chapter 1!

Usagi Tsukino was mad. No, she was more than mad. Her father had just told her that she could never see her now really steady boyfriend ever again. She had whined, cried, begged, downright pleaded. But his judgment stood. Ever since he had seen Mamoru Chiba's motorcycle he had stood with it. Usagi had even begged her mother, Ikuko, for her to change her father's mind. But Ikuko stood firm. "I trust your father, Usagi. He might be bit hotheaded sometimes, but that bike does look a bit dangerous."

"I'm sixteen years old!" Her father glared at her.

Blinded by white fury she had stormed into her room, even ignoring her brother's taunts and spent an hour on the phone with her friends trying to find just the right words to say to this Mamoru. What her parents didn't know was that she and Mamoru were destined to be together, their future had already been written. Her Destiny, their Destiny.

"Rei *sniff* hold on for a sec, I've got another call…"

"Hello?"

"Mamoru! I'm so glad you're home! I really have to talk to you about something," Usagi struggled to keep her voice level.

"Usako? You don't sound so good, maybe we should call off our date tonight, are you sure you're feeling alright?"

"I'm fine, Mamoru, don't call of the date."

"Alright, if you're sure Usako," he didn't seem convinced.

"Positive, oh, one more thing. Don't bring your bike, my parent's don't like it all too much." Usagi hit herself on the head with her palm, wrong words.

"Alright, see you tonight, bye." He hung up.

"Shimatta!" fresh tears poured from her eyes.

Shingo, Usagi's brother heard the conversation. Despite his vow to annoy and aggravate her to his deathbed, he felt a pang of regret for her. She really liked this guy. He trudged down the stairs and to the kitchen where Ikuko was cooking.

"Mama, are you sure you want to stand with your decision?"

"Hand me that bowl, Shingo. What are you talking about anyways? Taste."

Shingo opened his mouth automatically as she poured the contents of the ladle into his mouth. "Delicious, mum. But I'm talking about Usagi, and her boyfriend. Are you sure you've got the right solution?"

Ikuko stopped stirring. She looked at him suspiciously. "Alright, how much is she paying you to say this?"

"What? I'm not being paid!"

Ikuko stared in disbelief. "Not with candy? Or toys or food?"

Shingo shook his head. "Mom, she really likes him. I know she does. And I'm sorry, but that bike of his is just cool!"

Ikuko laughed. "I'll bring the topic back at dinner."

Shingo suddenly became interested in the floor. "And, um, will you... not mention anything about me in this.... conversation tonight?"

"I wouldn't dream of it."

Usagi walked downstairs, passing Shingo. "What do *you* want?" he said.

"Bug off, you little pest!" Her eyes were all puffy and red.

"Whatever."

Usagi sat on the couch and watched TV; Ikuko had slipped off with Shingo to the store for some noodles, leaving her alone. The chair she sat in was backed up to a few inches from the wall. Something funny happened on the TV, she howled in laughter and fell backwards accidentally screaming as her chair hit the wall behind her. There was a loud hollow clunk.

"Huh?" she said, getting off the ground. She knocked on the wall again, another clomp. She looked up at the ceiling. She jammed her fist against the wall. It went right through the skinny material. She could see an empty passageway. Usagi tore at the material until there was a hole large enough for her to squeeze through.

Inside was a dark hall sloping downwards. Usagi grabbed a flashlight from the closet nearby and leapt inside. She couldn't hear a thing, all she saw were the obsidian lined hallways. Down, down she went, until she couldn't see the light of the surface behind her. Finally the tunnel came to an end. She could see eight chambers made of glass. She aimed the flashlight at one and found that a person was inside.

He was young, with pale lavender hair and a large amount of muscles. She glanced at the others. A woman with black hair in a bun, a man with wild hair that defied gravity. A woman with blue hair, two boys with black hair. A girl with blue hair who resembled the other light-blue haired lady only in a mini-me way. Lastly a man with black hair that stuck out at odd angles.

But her attention was drawn back to the first boy. He looked in his early twenties. She couldn't help but find his serene look so comforting to her dilemma. On the side of the glass cubes was a dial filled with buttons. It was labeled 'Mirai Trunks.' "Future Pants??? Who would write down what a guys wearing?" Usagi thought aloud, blushing furiously. "You must be very popular with girl's, Rei would eat you alive, let alone Minako and Makoto."

She read the other label's. 'Goku' 'Goten' 'ChiChi' 'Gohan' 'Bulma' 'Veggie' and finally one that made Usagi feel happy about her own name, 'Bra'. Usagi heard the garage door opening, she dashed upstairs. "Kuso! Kuso! Kuso! Mom's gonna flip when she sees I killed her house? Oh kuso!" Suddenly Usagi felt something warm on her neck. She pulled the ginzuishou's necklace off and stared at it almost hypnotically.

~ Usagi, use the ginzuishou. ~

"What the-?" She clamped a hand over her mouth. "Who said that?"

~ Usagi, it's me, your mother. ~

"Mo—MOM?"

~ Yes I'm speaking directly into your mind. Now listen to me, use the ginzuishou to fix the hole in the wall. I've used the last of my remaining powers to tell you this. Farewell. ~

Tears welled in the teenage princess' eyes. 'No time to be all mushy, Usagi! Get to work!' "Ginzuishou, grant my wish! Fix the wall!" Before her eyes the wall stitched up making it look like there was nothing there, a bookcase appeared out of nowhere filled with books.

"Usagi! We're home! Give us a hand with the bags," Ikuko called from the doorway.

"Yeah Usagi, help," he taunted. "When did we get a bookcase?" he stared at it.

Usagi fidgeted. "Um, Dad just bought it, you baka. How could you be *that* stupid?"

He waved his hand at her carelessly. "Pf! I don't care about some stupid books."

Usagi stuck her tongue out at him. She looked back at the bookcase, frowning. 'How do I get back in, then?' It was then she noticed what one of the books was titled.

Densetsu no Tsuki

Legend of the Moon. Usagi pulled on the book and the bookcase swung open. "Cool," she said, amazed.

Usagi opened her eyes, then snapped them shut painfully against the sun. 'The basement!' she remembered, flying out of bed. She scrambled into some clothes and ran downstairs, and pulled on Densetsu no Tsuki. The bookcase opened and she hopped inside, closing it behind her.

She wiped all of the dust away with a rag she had brought from upstairs. She looked at all of them in turn, that was when she noticed the control panel. She looked at it's foreign markings, was she supposed to know how to read this?

She then noticed a red lever on everyone's case, above them were a red circle with lines through them. Inside the circles were pictures of an ice cubes. "So if I flip there switches these people will come back!" She was about to flip it when she thought of something. "Wait, Usagi," she told herself, "you don't even know who they are? What if they're evil? Normal people aren't found in cryogenically frozen things that look like they're centuries old. Besides, they're all strong looking, would you be able to take them on if they turned at you? You're just a school girl, you can't fight off *all* these people," she stopped and thought. "But a schoolgirl turned super-hero could!"

~ No Usagi! These people are powerful! Too powerful for even Sailor Moon! ~

"B-but." She couldn't argue with her mother.

~ No, Usagi, you mustn't awaken them. Ever. ~

"I understand," Usagi's eyes lingered on the one who was labeled as 'Mirai Trunks', "not even this one?"

~ Especially not that one. He is alien; his blood is not of ours, or the human's. He comes from very far away. And is *very* powerful. ~

Usagi nodded sadly, but she didn't believe that he was evil. He couldn't be, he looked so serene and peaceful. He just couldn't be.

~ I must go, Usagi. ~

"Ja ne," she whispered, running a hand across Mirai Trunks's glass case.

~ Don't get too attached, my daughter. ~

Days passed, every morning Usagi would wake with the sun and come visit these people, she eventually cleared the place of dust combing it for anything that could show who these people were and where they came from. She had even drawn their clothes out on paper to ask people if they'd seen anything like it. They all came up with the same thing, "look's like karate stuff t' me."

One day, the curious Shingo decided to follow Usagi to see where she went each morning. He always thought her curiosity with the books was crazy, Usagi didn't even like books other than weird teen romances. He almost let her know he was following her, he was that amazed when the bookcase opened like a door.

He waited until she had gone to visit her friends at the Cherry Hill Temple, and his parents had left on errands to examine where she had gone.

He stared at the book she had pulled out. Dung Beetle's Made Interesting! No wonder his parents had never bothered to look at it, it was boring! Shingo went through the door and saw a hallway leading really far down. He took a flashlight that was hanging off of a rack to his right and turned it on. The walls were obsidian and it took him a good quarter of an hour to get down, his ears had popped twice and he was getting cold, even under his sweatshirt. Finally he made it to the bottom. There he saw a lot of weird looking people in tanks.

Instinctively his hand strayed to a red lever, he pulled down. Alarms sounded, making him jump. Naughty, naughty! The cases opened, shooting layers of dust and eons old air into the room. He coughed. He felt something warm hit his back and everything went dark the last thing he was a man with very spiky hair walk towards him…

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Okay, I know the DBZ world had the same language and stuff, but bear with me. And Shingo sees a different book because he's not protected by the crystal like Usagi. Please review!

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