DISCLAIMER: FOR ONCE AND FOR ALL I DO NOT OWN SAILORMOON OR GUNDAMWING!!
I DON'T CARE IF THAT LITTLE GUY IN YOUR HEAD TELLS YOU OTHERWISE, I
DON'T!!!!!
Now enjoy the story
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Chapter 1
There stood a woman around the age of twenty. She had black hair with a green tint up in a half bun with the rest of it flowing down to her knees. She wore what looked like a sailor uniform with a really short skirt that would have caused nosebleeds, if they hadn't been so shocked. In her hand, she held what looked like a giant key.
"Then who fights them? You?" Stated a laughing Duo. The answer he received was not the one he expected.
"No I do." All heads whipped around to where the voice came from. A now standing Relena.
"Onna, how can you fight them if we can't." Wufei asked in a snobbish voice. Completely ignoring Wufei, Relena turned and faced the woman.
"So it is time. He has returned."
"Yes, but this time he wants more."
"How can he want more?" At the look on the woman's face Relena continued
"Tell me what he wants."
"Princess, he wants you as his bride along with the power." These words caused her to pale by a few more shades.
"Who are you and who do you work for?" Demanded Heero, pointing his trusty gun at the woman. "Sailor Pluto, Heero Yuy. And I work for the princess, now put that gun down."
"How do you know him?" Inquired Trowa.
"I know all of you Trowa Barton."
"Pluto we'll continue this later. Just let me know if the others are here."
"I'm sorry princess but only the outers were reborn into this time line. They all have their memories of their past lives and have found on another. You will find them soon." With that, Pluto vanished into a black portal. Once she was gone and people got over the shock of seeing what they had just seen, all eyes turned to Relena.
"O.K. Relena, how do you know that woman, Pluto?" Asked Milliardo a little confused as to what his sister had to do with all of this.
"An old and very good friend." Was the simple response they received. They all wondered at the emphasis placed on the word 'old'. Her tone told them that that was all they were going to know on that subject.
"What did you mean you will fight while we don't?" asked a slightly confused and angered Trowa.
"That, will wait till later to be answered, but just so you know, it's not your fight. Now if I may be excused, I have matters to attend to." With that said, she stood up and left the room before they got their wits back.
Untitled
Chapter 1
There stood a woman around the age of twenty. She had black hair with a green tint up in a half bun with the rest of it flowing down to her knees. She wore what looked like a sailor uniform with a really short skirt that would have caused nosebleeds, if they hadn't been so shocked. In her hand, she held what looked like a giant key.
"Then who fights them? You?" Stated a laughing Duo. The answer he received was not the one he expected.
"No I do." All heads whipped around to where the voice came from. A now standing Relena.
"Onna, how can you fight them if we can't." Wufei asked in a snobbish voice. Completely ignoring Wufei, Relena turned and faced the woman.
"So it is time. He has returned."
"Yes, but this time he wants more."
"How can he want more?" At the look on the woman's face Relena continued
"Tell me what he wants."
"Princess, he wants you as his bride along with the power." These words caused her to pale by a few more shades.
"Who are you and who do you work for?" Demanded Heero, pointing his trusty gun at the woman. "Sailor Pluto, Heero Yuy. And I work for the princess, now put that gun down."
"How do you know him?" Inquired Trowa.
"I know all of you Trowa Barton."
"Pluto we'll continue this later. Just let me know if the others are here."
"I'm sorry princess but only the outers were reborn into this time line. They all have their memories of their past lives and have found on another. You will find them soon." With that, Pluto vanished into a black portal. Once she was gone and people got over the shock of seeing what they had just seen, all eyes turned to Relena.
"O.K. Relena, how do you know that woman, Pluto?" Asked Milliardo a little confused as to what his sister had to do with all of this.
"An old and very good friend." Was the simple response they received. They all wondered at the emphasis placed on the word 'old'. Her tone told them that that was all they were going to know on that subject.
"What did you mean you will fight while we don't?" asked a slightly confused and angered Trowa.
"That, will wait till later to be answered, but just so you know, it's not your fight. Now if I may be excused, I have matters to attend to." With that said, she stood up and left the room before they got their wits back.