Chapter 15
Several Hours later...
Pagan walked into her closet and quickly pulled out a pair of faded black jeans, a black T-shirt with the up turned silver crescent moon adorning the left breast pocket, and quickly changed out of her swimsuit, all the while thinking over the events of the night so far.
Quickly braiding and tying off her long black hair she quietly made her way downstairs to a large living room, knowing that her usual leisure room would not be able to hold so many comfortably, especially now that the outer senshi had joined them. Sitting on a corner of one of the soft couches nearest the fire; Pagan leaned back and just stared into the dancing flames thinking.
It had only been a half-hour since Pagan and Serena had joined the others in the pool when out of the blue, Pagan had felt the second half of her beloved cousin's guards walk through the house. 'Hmm. Setsuna must be leading them.' she thought as she quickly cast a glance first to Tal'lan seeing that he too had felt them enter, then to the door just in time to see Haruka step through the doorway. Looking back Pagan could see the Tension and combating rivalry within the two factions of the Whitemoon's protectors, but once Serena put on the charm they all settled down and had fun.
Watching all the Senshi with her cousin made her miss and long for her own court all the more. Chad as he had asked to be called now, had tried to convince her to awaken the other Shadowcourt senshi, but Pagan had refused, not wanting to disturb the peaceful lives they had found within this lifetime.
Sighing silently, Pagan was suddenly brought out of her thoughts by a quiet chuckle "You must be slipping Pagan, if I were an enemy, you would have found yourself in a world of trouble." a soft deep masculine voice called out from somewhere behind her.
Quickly leaping to her feet, Pagan twirled around, subconsciously moving in a defensive stance, her Sharp Silver-grey eyes scanning the shadows for the intruder. "Who's there.... Come out and show yourself to me, and I may let you walk out of here without *much* damage." She said. Her voice just as softly spoken as the intruder's, a deadly quality slipping into it.
Again came the calm soft sounding laugh, before the figure slowly moved from the shadows. As the light suddenly spilled across the man's features, Pagan felt her mouth slightly open in shock, as she found herself gazing in very dark very familiar black eyes. Eyes that seemed to hold much death, destruction, and shadows as her own. Eyes that have seen almost too much to only have been seen in a single lifetime.
"Damien...."
The man smiles slightly at the name spoken aloud, then suddenly walks to Pagan's side and slowly bends to one knee, head bowed in front of her, casting a show of fealty. "Indeed. It has been a long time my Princess."
Slowly shaking her head, Pagan placed her hand upon the man's cheek, gently tracing his features. Deep Amethyst eyes watched knowingly as the princess of the shadowmoon tried to regain her composure.
"How is it that you remember? I mean all the others have completely lost their memories of that forgotten time, how is it that you are the only one to remember?" Pagan asked quietly looking deeply into his eyes for the answers that she seeks.
Slowly rising from his kneeling position, Damien waits for Pagan to sit down before joining her. "I regained my memories about 2 years ago. I would say about the same time that Hotaru's own was awakened. You know that she and I had always had a strong bond. Much like you and Tal'lan and the others." Damien explains as he looks at her through his long midnight bangs.
Listening quietly as he spoke, Pagan studied the man before her. She always thought that though every one of her warriors was extremely handsome and powerful within his own right, out of all her court, it was Damien that held the air of dark eroticism and power the most. Of course considering which Knight this particular man was, it was no wonder. His very appearance alone literally screamed out mystery and deadly intent. Standing a good 6'3 in height, his deep Amethyst purple almost black eyes, you could swear that he was gazing straight into your very soul and pronouncing judgement. His hair was of the darkest obsidian night, and as soft as silk, falling below his shirt collar, his skin though pale was very well toned and muscled, it was totally enshrouded in a black silk button down shirt and black jeans, that Pagan found herself enjoying to wearing a similar style of dress many a night. His voice was soft and deep, and with remembered amusement was said to be compared to liquid sin itself by many of the ladies of the courts.
Slowly leaning forward, Pagan wrapped her arms tightly around Damien and held him close, her eyes squeezing shut though a couple of tears was able to slip past. "Gods I have missed you Damien. Welcome Home my Death Knight.... Welcome home."
Pulling back slightly Damien looked towards the closed door, then back to Pagan. "It seems we are about to be interrupted princess, perhaps I should take my leave." he states already beginning to rise.
As swiftly as a striking serpent, Pagan's hand latches onto his forearm, effectively halting his ascent. "No, I want you to stay and allow the others to meet you... Chiro or Chad as he now wishes to be called is here as well, and remembers everything like you though he had to see me transform to do it. Plus DeathKnight, YOU have to explain to me exactly HOW it is you remember without assistance AND how you were able to enter My home without being detected by Tal'lan, Chad or myself."
Smiling that vague mysterious smile, that set many of the female gender into a swooning fit if seen once more, Damien settles himself back down and gently lays his hand on top of her own, squeezing slightly in reassurance that he wasn't going anywhere before turning to face the doors as they opened slowly.
The first to enter the room was Serena herself, before was followed by Darien, and the rest of her senshi, each stopping at the sight of Pagan sitting with a tall dark haired man in companionable silence. Last into the room walked Tal'lan and Chad, also taking the sudden appearance of the stranger sitting close beside Pagan.
Before anyone could say anything, Tal'lan gave a quiet chuckle deep in this throat and shook his head. "I should have known you would be the first to appear Saturian... Though it does surprise me that you have not stepped forward to reunite with us sooner."
Slowly with sinister grace, The man stood and slowly walked over to Chad and Tal'lan though not before gazing into the eyes of Hotaru, matching Amethyst with Violet, before turning back to his comrades.
"Tal'lan.... *Chad* it has been a long time. And to answer your unspoken question, you old feline, all answers will come in their own good time." He says slightly smirking.
Turning to Serena and the others, Pagan looks at each face to see if there is any recognition between them. For a second she thought that maybe none of them remembered before she caught the Light of Knowledge within both Setsuna and Hotaru's eyes.
Nodding slowly as both women suddenly gasp and look at her for confirmation, Pagan could see Setsuna straighten her back slightly tense, while on the other hand Hotaru's eyes began to lightly fill with tears of joy.
Noticing this, Damien slowly made his way to Hotaru, always making sure to keep his gaze firmly locked with her own violet orbs. Standing in front of her, he gently grasped the Princess of Saturn's hand and placed a light yet loving kiss upon the knuckles. "I am most pleased to find you here Hotaru, you don't now how much I have worried about you... especially of how you had been awakened."
Gasps were heard as all the senshi of the white moon heard this stranger speak so familiarly with the Senshi of Death Destruction and Rebirth.
Deciding it was time to inform the others of exactly who this stranger was before Haruka made a foolhardy and could even be called deadly mistake. Pagan cleared her throat before landing her warm gaze to Serena's own.
"Serey kitty... I would very much like you to meet Damien NightRaven. Or otherwise known as the Saturian DeathKnight, Second in command of the Shadowcourt Senshi... and Cousin to the Princess' Serenity and Pagan of the white and Shadowmoon Courts."
Several Hours later...
Pagan walked into her closet and quickly pulled out a pair of faded black jeans, a black T-shirt with the up turned silver crescent moon adorning the left breast pocket, and quickly changed out of her swimsuit, all the while thinking over the events of the night so far.
Quickly braiding and tying off her long black hair she quietly made her way downstairs to a large living room, knowing that her usual leisure room would not be able to hold so many comfortably, especially now that the outer senshi had joined them. Sitting on a corner of one of the soft couches nearest the fire; Pagan leaned back and just stared into the dancing flames thinking.
It had only been a half-hour since Pagan and Serena had joined the others in the pool when out of the blue, Pagan had felt the second half of her beloved cousin's guards walk through the house. 'Hmm. Setsuna must be leading them.' she thought as she quickly cast a glance first to Tal'lan seeing that he too had felt them enter, then to the door just in time to see Haruka step through the doorway. Looking back Pagan could see the Tension and combating rivalry within the two factions of the Whitemoon's protectors, but once Serena put on the charm they all settled down and had fun.
Watching all the Senshi with her cousin made her miss and long for her own court all the more. Chad as he had asked to be called now, had tried to convince her to awaken the other Shadowcourt senshi, but Pagan had refused, not wanting to disturb the peaceful lives they had found within this lifetime.
Sighing silently, Pagan was suddenly brought out of her thoughts by a quiet chuckle "You must be slipping Pagan, if I were an enemy, you would have found yourself in a world of trouble." a soft deep masculine voice called out from somewhere behind her.
Quickly leaping to her feet, Pagan twirled around, subconsciously moving in a defensive stance, her Sharp Silver-grey eyes scanning the shadows for the intruder. "Who's there.... Come out and show yourself to me, and I may let you walk out of here without *much* damage." She said. Her voice just as softly spoken as the intruder's, a deadly quality slipping into it.
Again came the calm soft sounding laugh, before the figure slowly moved from the shadows. As the light suddenly spilled across the man's features, Pagan felt her mouth slightly open in shock, as she found herself gazing in very dark very familiar black eyes. Eyes that seemed to hold much death, destruction, and shadows as her own. Eyes that have seen almost too much to only have been seen in a single lifetime.
"Damien...."
The man smiles slightly at the name spoken aloud, then suddenly walks to Pagan's side and slowly bends to one knee, head bowed in front of her, casting a show of fealty. "Indeed. It has been a long time my Princess."
Slowly shaking her head, Pagan placed her hand upon the man's cheek, gently tracing his features. Deep Amethyst eyes watched knowingly as the princess of the shadowmoon tried to regain her composure.
"How is it that you remember? I mean all the others have completely lost their memories of that forgotten time, how is it that you are the only one to remember?" Pagan asked quietly looking deeply into his eyes for the answers that she seeks.
Slowly rising from his kneeling position, Damien waits for Pagan to sit down before joining her. "I regained my memories about 2 years ago. I would say about the same time that Hotaru's own was awakened. You know that she and I had always had a strong bond. Much like you and Tal'lan and the others." Damien explains as he looks at her through his long midnight bangs.
Listening quietly as he spoke, Pagan studied the man before her. She always thought that though every one of her warriors was extremely handsome and powerful within his own right, out of all her court, it was Damien that held the air of dark eroticism and power the most. Of course considering which Knight this particular man was, it was no wonder. His very appearance alone literally screamed out mystery and deadly intent. Standing a good 6'3 in height, his deep Amethyst purple almost black eyes, you could swear that he was gazing straight into your very soul and pronouncing judgement. His hair was of the darkest obsidian night, and as soft as silk, falling below his shirt collar, his skin though pale was very well toned and muscled, it was totally enshrouded in a black silk button down shirt and black jeans, that Pagan found herself enjoying to wearing a similar style of dress many a night. His voice was soft and deep, and with remembered amusement was said to be compared to liquid sin itself by many of the ladies of the courts.
Slowly leaning forward, Pagan wrapped her arms tightly around Damien and held him close, her eyes squeezing shut though a couple of tears was able to slip past. "Gods I have missed you Damien. Welcome Home my Death Knight.... Welcome home."
Pulling back slightly Damien looked towards the closed door, then back to Pagan. "It seems we are about to be interrupted princess, perhaps I should take my leave." he states already beginning to rise.
As swiftly as a striking serpent, Pagan's hand latches onto his forearm, effectively halting his ascent. "No, I want you to stay and allow the others to meet you... Chiro or Chad as he now wishes to be called is here as well, and remembers everything like you though he had to see me transform to do it. Plus DeathKnight, YOU have to explain to me exactly HOW it is you remember without assistance AND how you were able to enter My home without being detected by Tal'lan, Chad or myself."
Smiling that vague mysterious smile, that set many of the female gender into a swooning fit if seen once more, Damien settles himself back down and gently lays his hand on top of her own, squeezing slightly in reassurance that he wasn't going anywhere before turning to face the doors as they opened slowly.
The first to enter the room was Serena herself, before was followed by Darien, and the rest of her senshi, each stopping at the sight of Pagan sitting with a tall dark haired man in companionable silence. Last into the room walked Tal'lan and Chad, also taking the sudden appearance of the stranger sitting close beside Pagan.
Before anyone could say anything, Tal'lan gave a quiet chuckle deep in this throat and shook his head. "I should have known you would be the first to appear Saturian... Though it does surprise me that you have not stepped forward to reunite with us sooner."
Slowly with sinister grace, The man stood and slowly walked over to Chad and Tal'lan though not before gazing into the eyes of Hotaru, matching Amethyst with Violet, before turning back to his comrades.
"Tal'lan.... *Chad* it has been a long time. And to answer your unspoken question, you old feline, all answers will come in their own good time." He says slightly smirking.
Turning to Serena and the others, Pagan looks at each face to see if there is any recognition between them. For a second she thought that maybe none of them remembered before she caught the Light of Knowledge within both Setsuna and Hotaru's eyes.
Nodding slowly as both women suddenly gasp and look at her for confirmation, Pagan could see Setsuna straighten her back slightly tense, while on the other hand Hotaru's eyes began to lightly fill with tears of joy.
Noticing this, Damien slowly made his way to Hotaru, always making sure to keep his gaze firmly locked with her own violet orbs. Standing in front of her, he gently grasped the Princess of Saturn's hand and placed a light yet loving kiss upon the knuckles. "I am most pleased to find you here Hotaru, you don't now how much I have worried about you... especially of how you had been awakened."
Gasps were heard as all the senshi of the white moon heard this stranger speak so familiarly with the Senshi of Death Destruction and Rebirth.
Deciding it was time to inform the others of exactly who this stranger was before Haruka made a foolhardy and could even be called deadly mistake. Pagan cleared her throat before landing her warm gaze to Serena's own.
"Serey kitty... I would very much like you to meet Damien NightRaven. Or otherwise known as the Saturian DeathKnight, Second in command of the Shadowcourt Senshi... and Cousin to the Princess' Serenity and Pagan of the white and Shadowmoon Courts."