War of the Sailor Senshi

Interlude: Starlights

The moon hung high in the sky bathing the cliff and the ocean in it's light. Behind it, countless stars dotted the heavens like diamond dust against a cloudless sky.
A cool sea breeze blew and carried the black pony tail of Sailor Star Fighter. She stood at the cliff edge, her sharp, almost masculine features were twisted into a frown of concern as she looked up into the sky. She put a black gloved leather hand to her chest, as if trying to keep the pain from bursting out of her chest.
Sailor Moon and her senshi were in trouble. She knew it. After all, Galaxia had already conquered a good portion of the galaxy and there was no way in hell a team of of Senshi from one solar system could stop her. Star Fighter could feel Sailor Moon's pain. As Sailor Senshi, they all shared a slight telepathic link when fighting for the same cause. But Galaxia's senshi did not. They had been corrupted by her power and nolonger fight on the side of good.
Star Fighter hung her head low. "That is what's gonna happen to Sailor Moon too," she thought sadly. She flashed back to the time when she lost her planet to Galaxia and barely managed to escape with her senshi to this solar system.

Buildings and homes were levelled to the ground, their occupants crushed to pulp under the weight of the debris. Survivors of the initial onslaught were sent running through the streets for their lives as Galaxia heartlessly released beams of energy at the running crowds. Citizens pleaded to Sailor Star Fighter, Star Healer and Star Maker to save their lives and their planet.
Tears formed at the sides of her eyes and flowed down like rivers on her face. Never in her life had she felt so helpless, so scared, against one enemy. It was her duty as Senshi of the planet and their solar system to defend it against all kinds of evil. Now, their people ran through the streets, all of their hope lost.
Sailor Star Healer grabbed Star Fighter's shoulder, her round angelic face framed by locks of gray hair deeply contradicted the horror surrounding them. "Seiya!! Are we just gonna stand here and watch Sailor Galaxia destroy our home?" Star fighter stood there, not budging as if she hadn't heard her team mate.
"There's nothing we can do," she said as more tears flowed down her face.
Sailor Star Healer brought a hard slap across her face and screamed, "Snap the hell out of it!!" Her anger immediately gave way to regret as Star Fighter held a hand to her now sore cheek. "Look," she began more calmly, "We are this solar systems only hope. We cannot allow Galaxia to take it over."
"Do you think we can defeat her??!!" Star Fighter shouted. "For god sake, look at what she can do!! Do you realize what she's gonna do to us after she's through with this system?!"
"It doesn't matter what she does with us!" Star Healer retorted. "All that matters is -"
"Actually it does!! Galaxia is going to turn us into one of her twisted senshi, just like she's done to so many others. Our only hope of defeating her is to team up with another Senshi team, one that hasn't been corrupted by Galaxia."
"But the planet -" Star Healer began.
"Fuck the planet, it's doomed. We failed in our duty here, but we will not fail in our duty as Sailor Senshi!!"

Star Fighter remembered the horror and destruction as if it were yesterday. She had managed to escape to earth with Sailor Star Healer, Star Maker, and their Princess Fireball. She hoped with all her soul that they would be given a second chance to save another solar system from Galaxia's wrath.
After reaching earth, Star Fighter made it a goal not to let Galaxia take this system. But now, as she stood on the cliff edge staring up at the heavens, she realized the she had failed in her second chance as well. Sailor Moon and her senshi were out battling Galaxia and she just stood by, feeling helpless as ever once again.
The failure as a Senshi was too great a burden for her to bear. Star Fighter reached down to an pendant on her chest, just below her black sailor collar. It was a golden star with white wings, the object which she used to transform into Sailor Star Fighter. She held it up to the sky and closed her eyes as more tears flowed.
"I wasn't able to save my planet or this one," she said. "If this is the most I can do, then Sailor Moon, I want you to take my power." Star Fighter put all of her strength and power into the pendant. Her sailor costume disappeared, revealing a frail naked body. The pendant glowed brilliantly and flew up into the sky, blending into the sea of stars. Now, all that was left of Sailor Star Fighter was her weak body, which fell lifelessly hundreds of feet from the cliff edge, into the cold black sea.