Glenki stood at the edge of the dimensional vortex that Sailor Titan had created. She knew when she stepped into it, her body would not go anywhere, but her soul would travel more than two thousand years into the past, a past which lived in legends she had heard all her life. According to Christa's calculations they would arrive in the time immediately following the final defeat of the evil being known as Queen Metalla, before Professor Tomoe and his "heart snatchers" made their attack. This would mean that her own mother would be an active Sailor Senshi, and chances were that she would encounter them... The original Senshi. The very idea was enough to make Sailor Europa quite apprehensive, how would she and her team fair in the presence of the experienced heroes of the Queen's Guard?

She looked over her shoulder, accessing her soldiers. Since they were time traveling, and there was no need to be fast, she and her Senshi had returned to the palace to make sure Micheal hadn't suffered any permanent effects. Although Erika may always be laughing and joking, whenever it was time to fight, her physical-type attacks pounded the enemy into submission. And Lars and Mick, they were very dedicated and their mind and heart-type attacks broke the resolve of any threat. Christa was amazing, very literally the soul of the team, and definitely the heart of the Moon Senshi. They had all talents and assets, and under her leadership and training, they had grown much stronger. But was this enough? As she looked forward into the void, she knew that answer would come sooner rather than later, and she was wasting time. She stepped forward, and was gone.

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There was music softly playing in the background... Not something she could listen to normally, but not unpleasant. It was hot; three fans were positioned to surround her with cool air. She was sprawled across a carpeted floor that could very much use a good cleaning. It was nearly coated with a layer of shed animal hair... canine, perhaps. Erika stretched slowly, for a minute forgetting all cares in the world.

"You will end up somewhere the Tokyo area, where I last pointed their signal..."

A dark look spread over her face, as she studied the rough, white ceiling. Even of a team of misfits and outcasts, she didn't exactly fit. All the others had deep conviction or strong focus, except her. Glenki, of course, was out to defend the weak; Michael shared those goals too, to a certain extent. His main goal was to prove he was more than just the required heir to Uranus. Lars was trying to prove himself too, being the third child of Jupiter could not be easy. Then Christa, who seemed to know more about her own powers than anyone else did, and yet still understood what everyone was capable of before they did.

Erika had only one true hope: To not be forgotten. All the others had their place assured in history. Glen, Mick and Chris were going to rule someday, and if Lars had his way, he'd rule by Christa's side. Erika had no similar prospects. Her brother would rule, and she would be forgotten. She really loved her boyfriend, he made her feel like she was a queen... but then she would wake up alone in her palace bedroom, and realize he was all she had. She would go out to her favorite pool in the gardens, and sit and just try to find some kind of peace.

Once, during one of her times of deep reflection, Vannasa, the silent twin of Jupiter had joined her. Vani rarely left her sister's side, never showed any emotion, never talked when anyone was around besides Valeari. Erika had remembered Glenki telling her how sometimes when she was feeling frustrated, Vannasa would join her, and she would just say anything and everything on her mind, and Vannasa would listen. Glen had said these "talks" had been therapeutic for her, so Erika figured "what the hell?" After divulging every fear, every dark secret in her soul, Eri found herself sobbing into the shallow pond, staring at her own reflection. After a moment of cleansing tears, she felt a soft hand lightly touch the back of her head. She turned around and saw Vannasa smile sadly and nod, before she ran off, disappearing into the tangle of bushes nearby.

In that brief moment, Erika had found peace. Sometimes she could hold that peace closely and feel balanced....

Now was not one of those times. She rolled over on her side, and wrapped her arms around herself tightly. Her eyes focused, and she noticed that there was a computer console in to her left. It looked so primitive and bulky, it took a moment for her to realize that it was most likely a very advanced system for it's time. She got up and found, to her delight, that thanks to the practice on an old junk system that she and Joel had found in one of the cavernous old rooms in Canaan's building, she could work it. She gathered enough information from the machine to find that the body she'd jumped into was that of a young woman who lived alone, loved the English language and had a dog named "Poochy."

This was good news. Perhaps she and her friends could make a base of this apartment, since it was likely that they had jumped into persons that had family to contend with. Erika looked up, and saw what she assumed was Poochy entering the room timidly. He could obvisously tell this wasn't his lady, an impressive feat, considering most humans couldn't, and he was slowly sniffing this stranger in his house suspiciously. He was short- legged round-bodied mix breed, his yellowish brown eyes looked so hopeful as he placed his head on Eri's knee. She patted him softly. "Want to go for a walk, boy?"