The past is something that should stay buried, isn't it? That is what everyone thinks. But your past can come back to destroy you, even when you thought it was finished. This is the short story, a prelude of sorts to add to the main battle of Allania, earth sorceress and now in this time, Sailor Twilight and the Sailor Defenders. To tell of her past is to also tell of the enemy, but it would have had to happen sometime anyways. So...let us start at what would be the beginning if this cycle wasn't never-ending.

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Allania smiled at the rumor she had been hearing all over the kingdom. The princess's secret rendezvous with a mysterious knight. And the prince's meetings with a mysterious woman. The royal family was shrouded in secrets, and the Queen Mother and the King Father could do nothing to control their children. Because, they were the future of the Earth and everyone knew it.

Light sprung from her face as she thought of the Princess Kitana. A free spirit in the true sense of the word, to the public she was flighty and ditzy, but to her closest friends, she was kind, generous and had a fabulous sense of humor. Allania was honored to be considered one of the princess' closest friends.

And the prince, the man of every woman's dreams. Dark, mysterious and reserved, the complete opposite of his sister. The future king of the Earth and the elder sibling in the royal family.

Allania brought her head from out of the clouds. She had a job to do. Walking from store to store she bought the essential magical items to make the Earth Scepter that would one day belong to the princess. And the unicorn hair and fire silver essential to making the bow and arrows for the princess' senshi form, a form that she hopefully would never need to use.

The wind grew harsher as the night descended and the time of twilight ruled. The beauty of the fading light never failed to amaze her. Five minutes later, it was over. She shook her head at the foolishness of her actions and trudged onto the royal palace and her workroom.

"Oh, I am so sorry...i didn't mean to run into you!" Allania exclaimed as she regained her balance and her eyed widened as she looked up, "Sir Andrew! I am so sorry!"

Andrew gave his love's closest friend a grin. Allania was beautiful in the fragile way. Petite with light gray eyes and blonde hair. Just looking at her you wouldn't think that she was a powerful sorceress and an Earth Defender.

"So, whatcha up to Alla?" Andrew asked.

"Finding the supplies for the princess' scepter. There is a strange wind blowing and I sense danger in the near future. One outcome is that everything we know will be destroyed and the other path is still unclear. But, I had the strongest urge to make the princess a weapon..." Allania explained.

"What do you mean, you sense danger?"

"It's an ill wind and is blowing too hard...bringing visions to myself and the princess," she shook her head sadly, "It will happen, there is no denying it, a battle is about to begin."

Andrew's eyes widened, "Did you tell the King and Queen?"

"Yes, but since I am so young, they do not believe me, they follow the words of my sister who says that I am foolish and weak."

Andrew smiled, "If you were the one who is weak, then why isn't your sister Sailor Twilight?"

Allania laughed, "Good point!" She lifted her face to the dark sky once more and felt the harsh breeze against her cheek, "I must finish this, it is coming."

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Allania worked all night in order to finish all of the spells needed to bind the princess' inner power to the scepter. The power did not come from the weapon itself, but from the light and strength of its holder. Even at the time when morning should break, the dark clouds hung lowly over the area. The lightning criss-crossed over the sky, a foreboding sign. She ran to the palace as the rain broke through the barrier of clouds. As she entered the door, one of her sister's servants guided her forcefully to the domain of Darloria.

Dressed in black, she lounged on her high-backed chair, holding a glass of red wine in one hand and looking rather pleased with herself, she said, "You are too late my sister. It has begun. By giving strength to the Negaforce, I have unleashed it upon the two kingdoms of Earth and Moon." Daloria laughed, "and once Beryl has changed everything enough so that everyone must be sent to the future, I will lie waiting until the right time to attack, even if it takes thousands of years!!!"

Allania screamed as she was attacked and falling unconscious, she willed the weapons into hiding where no one but herself could find them.

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The pain...in her head was fading as her eyes strained to see in the darkness.

Everyone she knew would die and it would be her fault for not predicting it sooner. No! She must not think that way, it is not how it happened. It was Daloria's fault, and she will have her revenge.

The light shined into her eyes as the door opened and Daloria came strolling in carrying a mirror.

"You will see what is happening to your precious friends right now, my darling little sister! The princess is hiding in the forbidden caves," the scene switched while Daloria spoke, "The Sir Knight is already captured, unable to help his love. And Prince Darien, he has forsaken them all, to help the Moon Kingdom. They will all die anyway...and you will be present at the princess' death."

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She was captured. The beautiful princess dragged around like a mere slave. Hidden in the crowd, Allania watched as the tied up Kitana's eyes met Andrew's and held there. Allania gasped at the pure passion, love and pain that she saw and knew that the rumors were true of the princess and the knight. Like Andrew, she was forced to watch the enraged crowd torture the princess that wouldn't defend herself if it meant harming her own people. And she still watched when Daloria, disguised, walked to the form tied to the tree and ended her life.

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That is the story of Allania...the tortured soul who waited thousands of years before she could complete her duty to the royal family. So she has returned. She is Sailor Twilight.