Follow the Stars: Sages of Element

AN: My fic is pretty bad so far. It could really use some work. How about some REVEIWS?!

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Raine began to cry, not for the first time since her capture. It had been 10 long years since that horrifying night. How she longed to hear Hotaru's laugh as she played with the sages. How she needed to feel the soft warm bodies of her children against her as she told them a story at night. She missed them. Missed them all. They would be young women now, living in a world that hated you if you were Lunarian. Their lives would be hell, especially if the guardians were dead.

" Oh, Suna, Michi, Ruka! Taru!!! Do you know me, my children? Am I a figment?"

Sobbing, Raine glanced out of the window towards the moon.

" Help me, Lady of the Moon. I need your guidance."

There she was again. Praying to the Reverent Luna, goddess of light, love, and life.  Would she never accept her lot in life? She was the mistress of the most loved and hated ruler of Gaia. Milliardo Peacecraft had claimed the beauteous young woman for his own. The long years of imprisonment hadn't broken her spirit, but just made her more wary and a woman of the world. Heero watched the moonlight rain down on her, making her lavender-silver hair shimmer beneath it. It cast a halo about her head, a fallen angel forced into being something she didn't want to be. Her pearl magenta eyes looked strangely gold. And her skin was white as alabaster.  She was unflawed in beauty, except perhaps from the line long scars of the many floggings she had received at his hands. Heero cringed every time, and hated every moment of it. But he was forced to do it. Milliardo had threatened to kill her if Heero couldn't break her spirit. He loved that spirit, that beauty, that innocence she possessed though she was no longer of virtue. A fallen angel, like he said.  The she began to slip off her dressing robe and was only wearing the chemise she always wore.

It was a soft blue, sheer against the strong light of the moon. There they were. The thin white welts criss crossing her back. They were soft against the body. But still angry and shameful. Heero never wanted to harm the woman. Her hair was free from its odangos, falling past her back. It wasn't as long as it used to be, falling only to her chin when in her odangos. She was taller, bolder, but still soft and kind.

" Oh Raine, why do you haunt me so?"

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Wufei Ware Chang laughed at the women he grasped. He had been walking through the fields when he saw her.  She had long beautiful gold hair, like pale gold silk. It was tied back by an amber ribbon, the darker orange color fitting her so completely. She was rushing about in the flower fields in the middle of the night, dancing free among the blossoms. She much resembled a pixie in her dances, her body moving like wind in the white and brown wool dress she wore.  Her eyes were scared now, their blue depths facetted like light blue sapphires. Every emotion was evident on her face. Wufei looked at her. He was moved by her grace and beauty. She was a rare one, having no match that he could see.

Minako watched the man's dark eyes roving over her, studying her. He scrutinized every detail of her form.

And now he was laughing at her helplessness. Where was Hotaru when she needed her?  She much needed her guardian right now. The man had lust written in his face. She'd be damned before she went anywhere with him. And she told him so.

" You don't seem to understand, You WILL be mine if it is my whim! I hold power here, and you and your stupid Lunarian race holds no importance to me. If I want a slave, you'll be my slave.  Now return to your home. I will see you shortly."

Then he kissed her, forcing himself upon her. He loved the cry of pain that he got from her when he proved his lust.

" Why are you screaming?" He asked her, having faith in his prowess as a lover.

" My lips where smashed against my teeth, you grabbed me much to roughly, and I don't know you!"

He just laughed and then disappeared in the night.  His mocking laughter followed him.

Minako Amora glared at him as he rode off. He came often enough, the Nitian infidel. He had claimed her as his, not his betrothed, not his intended, his damned slave! She hated him and his like, all seven of the bastards.

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She was laughing in the water, loving the feel of its coolness. She rarely swam at all, and she only did it in her thin lawn chemise, so she was glad when her guardian watched over her. Michiru, vivacious, young, woman of about twenty five summers, innocent, and still never having known a man, was known as Guardian Ocean and protected one of the four sages of element. Fragments of Luna, they were known as.

Minako, sage of light and love, heiress to the land of Lyr. Ami, sage of water and wisdom, heiress to the land of Nirea. Rei, sage of fire and passion, heiress to the land of Diaphines . Makoto, sage of nature and strength, heiress to the land of Fluer. Each was integral to an ancient prophecy. Michiru shot up from her perch as a wave of water hit her and halted her musings.

" Ami Aquaria!" the loud cry echoed, sending the blue haired mermaid swimming away, giggling. Michiru stomped off to their small house in the woods, to get a towel to dry off with.

In her absence, a man appeared in the shadows.

" Ah, Ami. There you are. And wet no less."  He laughed lewdly, his indigo eyes glinting in the harsh sunlight.  She looked up panickedly, blushing profusely. She looked at Dragan Maxwell, the brother of an even goofier soldier of the Nitian Army. His fair golden brown hair was cut shaggily, hanks cut roughly, giving him a rough look. She quickly turned to look around the small lagoon, looking for help. She really did not like this man, having strong hatred for a man who thought her a concubine.  Ami swam to the other side of the shore, running away from him in the deep sand. The sand unfortunately slowed her down and she ran into another person. It was Dragan's brother, Duo Kadar Maxwell. His darker indigo eyes sparkled with mischief.

" What have we here, Dray?" Duo asked, watching the girl in his arms squirm. He laughed, a mocking tone when she tried to kick him.

" Lively little Hellion, isn't she?" Dragan laughed at his brother's comment, and proceeded to drag Ami from Duo's arms. But Duo stopped him, proclaiming her, his.

" Go after that elegant little hellcat in the woods. She prettier than this one and will serve you better.

This one will be mine. " He had been watching her swim, her thin body moving gracefully in the water. Her deep blue hair, wet from her swim, was just a bit lighter than her eyes. They seemed deep, like one could drown in them just trying to figure out her thoughts. She was beautiful. A beauty he'd claim for himself.

And she had spirit. That proved she was capable of passion. She'd be a wonderful mistress.

Ami blanched at the words, and began to protest in a most violent way. She kicked Duo in the shins and ran off into the forest to warn Michiru. Sons of bitches in heat, the devils were! Ami thought angrily as she ran off.

" I'll visit you later Ami, sweeting. Until then!"

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Damn it, Setsuna, where are you?

Rei worked in the harsh conditions of general store she worked at. Her long hair had been pulled back in a tight ponytail, and her violet eyes watched the many customers waltz in and out of her little store. Polishing a particularly expensive dagger, she watched as a man came in. He looked oddly familiar, and a bit punishing. His long brown hair flowed over one side of his face, his one piercing emerald eye boring into her. He was nitian. Vile dog. His stole Raine from them! He was there. Rei swallowed nervously, when the man came over with his friend, Carter Windym. His hair was a curly bright red, and his blue eyes scrutinized her lewdly, as if appraising her. Bastard.

" Look at this piece of work, Trowa. Isn't she exotic looking? The Lunarians have interesting bloodlines, eh? I think I'll just take her." He said right in front of her, like she wasn't there. Trowa Sinian Barton glanced at her, mumbled something, and went back to looking for gear.

But he caught more than he wanted to let on. She was sensuality in form. Her eyes poured fire. Her long hair promised spirit. And the way she moved, wise but sassy, confident but feminine, was enough to make him want her. In the worst way.

" So, dearling, how about you come with me, and we make a night of it?" Carter asked, eliciting 

 a hiss from her. She glared at him, and began to ignore him.

She rejected him! The lowly wench rejected him! He, a lord of land, a count, and she snubbed him.

Angry and irritated, he reached over the counter and grabbed her roughly.

" Listen you little whore, if I say you're going to be mine, you'll be mine" At this, Rei became enraged and slapped him, the force of her blow causing him to stumble.

" Oh that's it you little bitch." And he fully intended to hit her. And the blow caused her to fall. Rei glanced up, cupping her cheek, and glaring fire at the man.

" I'm not your whore. I am Rei Ignisa! And you are a vain jackass. You touch me again and I'll be forced to kick the holy hell out of you!" She growled, standing. Her eyes had seemed to turn a violent crimson. But just as a another blow came coming, this time from a blade, something stopped him. Trowa Barton said one word and the man was thrown against the wall.

" Don't hurt a girl in my presence."  Carter glared at Trowa....his 'friend'.

" She's but a peasant, and a Lunarian. She doesn't deserve pride!"

" Go, now, before I kill you."

Rei watched the exchange with growing unease. As the Carter dog left, Rei glanced at Trowa, who seemed to looking at her with ill disguised lust.

" I saved your life. You owe me something." And then HE grabbed her and kissed her briefly but hard.

" I'll be back later for my...er....goods."

She glared at him as well.

"Bastard."

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Makoto Natura walked about her garden, looking for ingredients for her guests at her 'sister's'

inn, the Wind Crest. She walked about a small patch of carrots, thinking if she should make stew that evening.  Her black wool dress swirled about her feet as she all but danced from patch to patch, stoping every now and then to smell her roses growing in the corner. A quiet guest watched her from his windowed room. She was fabulous. Her auburn hair seemed fused with light red, giving her a firey look. Her green eyes were friendly and kind. And the way she treated people. Gossiping with the women, fighting with the men. What a thunderstruck women! Beautiful, wise, docile, courageous and kind when needed. She was one of the guys, one of the girls, your mother, and sister, rolled into one hell of a package. He had been watching her for days now, intent on taking her to his hillside home to be a cook, perhaps.  She would come. She loved his company. She was always chatting with him. She liked him. And if she didn't, who cares? He'd take her anyway!

Quatre Rebarba Winner watched the woman, or girl stroll around the yard, picking up the things she needed.

That night for dinner, Mako sat with him, chatting as she did so often.

" So, Lord Winner, where is it you hail from?" Quatre turned red, looked at the audacious woman, and laughed.

" I am from the Deserts of Ladir, in Nitia. You know that, woman. DO I look Lunarian? Come on, woman." Mako turned red with irritation and glared at him. He was always so nice. What was his problem?

" Of course I'm not from your race. You are and always will be slaves to us. So be a good little servant and get me some more of that stew." Her eyes held cold anger for him at that moment, and people could swear they saw lightening strike within the emerald depths. She smiled coldly and got up to get him more stew. She sauntered back, looking sultry, and then dumped the mess on his head.

" Ha! Nitian bug. Go back to where you came from!"

Spirit indeed. What a wonderful woman.

" Ah, a firebrand of a girl. I think I'll make you my cook."

" Over my dead body!"

He laughed. And picked her up and slung her over his shoulder. At least, he thought he did, but she instead flipped over and kicked him square in the rump.

" Don't mess with me, you pompous ass. Too think I liked you. Ugh."

He laughed again and turned to her. Snapping his fingers, three men got her and walked her out into the back.

" Ahh. And how old are you, woman?"

" I'm 18, if it's any, matter to you."

Yes. He'd take her.

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Michiru, Setsuna, Haruka, and Hotaru, guardians of the fated four, met in the large Chateau where they all lived.

" Where are they? We need to find them!" Haruka, Guardian Wind, looked about her small troupe of friends. She was the guardian of Makoto, and had found her as well as the others, gone from their homes.

" Ruka-papa I looked everywhere in the fields, I couldn't find Mina."

……..Four lights shot through the land meeting at the moon. The moon  turned a bright white, causing Raine to gasp in awe. Luna had heard her. Then the moonlight that filtered through Raine's window fell into the form of a young girl, with pink hair and dark red eyes.

" Raine…Raine…Guardian Artemis…don't lose hope. Luna hears you and will guide you through me. I am Gaurdian Diana. I'll help you….we'll help you…." She faded in and out of view and then she faded completely.

……..What the hell was that? She's a guardian of the sacred sages?! That means….after all these years…SHE KNEW!

Raine….dear Raine… How I don't want to kill you and yours…but I must ……..

Heero looked down, anger rushing through him. Then he slammed open the door, walked over to her, and picked her up roughly to her feet.

" Lord Peacecraft is in need of you and your services this evening. Go."

At the steely cold glance of cold Prussian, Raine stiffened her spine, squared her shoulders, and left Heero's presence.

….Sorry Raine. You must die….