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Authors note- I probably haven't made this clear enough (sorry) Jedite is Amara. It's a little confusing the way I jump back and forth calling her Amara at one point and Jedite at another. I just try to use the name that fits with the way she's being addressed, it's hard at some points. The same thing between Amara and Jedite, will likely happen to Malachite, Nephlite, Zoycite, and this chapter starts to introduce it with Jamesonite (Jameson, James) Eventually, once I come up with the Generals names and nicknames, I'll make a list of them.
"Darian, what's wrong?" Serena had finally got sick of his brooding.
"She's gonna snap," Darian continued staring into space, "I can see the same look on her face as so many years ago. She doesn't understand where she belongs. She doesn't think she has a purpose. It's the same thing that happened with our mother."
"That and the fact that she's the only common bond between two enemies. And those two enemies are just learning that she is a common bond," Michelle was off in a corner of the cell by herself.
"Could this actually be a trap?" Mina asked, worried, "Could Amara actually not be deceiving Beryl, rather, us?" The silence said more than any words could have. Just the fact that neither Darian nor Michelle had jumped to Amara's defense disheartened the entire group.
Pulling her into an empty room Jamesonite just stood there staring at Jedite. Jedite didn't notice though, the mental struggle going on inside her showed just in the way she was tensed. After a couple moments, she visibly calmed.
"Who are you backstabbing now?" Jamesonite asked suddenly. "Everyone I've ever known," the hard edge that so rarely left her voice softened, "except the two closest people too me. You and my brother."
"Was he the one with black hair?" Jamesonite looked puzzled. A nod was the only response.
"And the blond you kept asking questions?" Jamesonite started examining a picture hanging on the wall.
"Serena, Sailor Moon, Moon Princess, my brother's future wife. Oh, and the little pink haired girl... That's their future daughter, Rini, Small Lady." replied Jedite.
"The others? What're they like?" Jamesonite smiled.
Jedite laughed, "The one with green hair, Michelle, Sailor Neptune, she's my best friend, of a sort. Our assumed identities were gay lovers," she continued after the shocked look left his face, "Triste is the one with the staff, she's Guardian of the Time Gate, Sailor Pluto. The one with the long black hair is Rei, Sailor Mars, a priestess of some sort, if I'm correct. Lita's the tall one with brown hair, Sailor Jupiter, uh, she lost her parents at a young age to an airplane crash. Ami has short hair, the studious one, Sailor Mercury. And Sailor Venus, Mina, the other blonde, star struck child." She shook her head.
A pause, and then Jamesonite took a step closer to her, running a finger softly down the side of her face. Jedite closed her eyes, struggling against the whimper fighting its way to the surface,
"Not yet Jameson. Please, you know I can't deny you anything my Prince. But I'm still trying to recover from admitting to each group who I really am." He looked her over, nodded, and then left her to sink to her knees in grief alone.
Past
"James!" the 5-year old princess of Uranus yelled. A laugh and the small form of the Secretary of State's son flew by her. A blur and then Amara and James appeared, much to their fathers amusement, with Amara on top.
"No fair using your powers," James struggled.
"Amara," her father warned as he recognized the look in her eyes. Amara glanced at her father, sighed, then stood up, dragging James up with her, holding him an inch off the ground with one hand.
"I said no fair using your powers," James didn't even attempt to struggle.
"If you insist," Amara smiled and dropped James. He landed on his feet.
"Your son has adjusted well to Amara's oddities," the King of Uranus turned to the Secretary of State.
"He'd be dead if he hadn't," the Secretary of State laughed, "The new Moon Princess will have an amazingly talented Guardian." The King nodded, then burst out laughing as James shoved Amara and took off down the hall.
"And Amara will grow up having an amazingly talented ally and, hopefully, best friend," the King calmed almost immediately.
Present
Jamesonite laughed at the memory of his childhood, back when she was the princess and he was a noble subject. Rather than he, the prince, and she, a general. That was probably why he adjusted to Jedite and her personality quirks easier than Malachite, Nephlite, Beryl, and Zoycite.
The childhood memories were now, after not having them for so many years, cherised. Every time he got a free moment he went through them in his head, especially the ones with Amara.
Those memories told him something about his father and Amara's parents. That his father and Amara's father would encourage the relationship between himself and Jedite and Amara's mother wouldn't care either way. His own mother hated the relationship with a passion. Most likely because Jedite was Amara and not only was Amara a Sailor Scout but she was the Guardian, the Scout sworn to protect the new Moon Princess.
Authors note- I probably haven't made this clear enough (sorry) Jedite is Amara. It's a little confusing the way I jump back and forth calling her Amara at one point and Jedite at another. I just try to use the name that fits with the way she's being addressed, it's hard at some points. The same thing between Amara and Jedite, will likely happen to Malachite, Nephlite, Zoycite, and this chapter starts to introduce it with Jamesonite (Jameson, James) Eventually, once I come up with the Generals names and nicknames, I'll make a list of them.
"Darian, what's wrong?" Serena had finally got sick of his brooding.
"She's gonna snap," Darian continued staring into space, "I can see the same look on her face as so many years ago. She doesn't understand where she belongs. She doesn't think she has a purpose. It's the same thing that happened with our mother."
"That and the fact that she's the only common bond between two enemies. And those two enemies are just learning that she is a common bond," Michelle was off in a corner of the cell by herself.
"Could this actually be a trap?" Mina asked, worried, "Could Amara actually not be deceiving Beryl, rather, us?" The silence said more than any words could have. Just the fact that neither Darian nor Michelle had jumped to Amara's defense disheartened the entire group.
Pulling her into an empty room Jamesonite just stood there staring at Jedite. Jedite didn't notice though, the mental struggle going on inside her showed just in the way she was tensed. After a couple moments, she visibly calmed.
"Who are you backstabbing now?" Jamesonite asked suddenly. "Everyone I've ever known," the hard edge that so rarely left her voice softened, "except the two closest people too me. You and my brother."
"Was he the one with black hair?" Jamesonite looked puzzled. A nod was the only response.
"And the blond you kept asking questions?" Jamesonite started examining a picture hanging on the wall.
"Serena, Sailor Moon, Moon Princess, my brother's future wife. Oh, and the little pink haired girl... That's their future daughter, Rini, Small Lady." replied Jedite.
"The others? What're they like?" Jamesonite smiled.
Jedite laughed, "The one with green hair, Michelle, Sailor Neptune, she's my best friend, of a sort. Our assumed identities were gay lovers," she continued after the shocked look left his face, "Triste is the one with the staff, she's Guardian of the Time Gate, Sailor Pluto. The one with the long black hair is Rei, Sailor Mars, a priestess of some sort, if I'm correct. Lita's the tall one with brown hair, Sailor Jupiter, uh, she lost her parents at a young age to an airplane crash. Ami has short hair, the studious one, Sailor Mercury. And Sailor Venus, Mina, the other blonde, star struck child." She shook her head.
A pause, and then Jamesonite took a step closer to her, running a finger softly down the side of her face. Jedite closed her eyes, struggling against the whimper fighting its way to the surface,
"Not yet Jameson. Please, you know I can't deny you anything my Prince. But I'm still trying to recover from admitting to each group who I really am." He looked her over, nodded, and then left her to sink to her knees in grief alone.
Past
"James!" the 5-year old princess of Uranus yelled. A laugh and the small form of the Secretary of State's son flew by her. A blur and then Amara and James appeared, much to their fathers amusement, with Amara on top.
"No fair using your powers," James struggled.
"Amara," her father warned as he recognized the look in her eyes. Amara glanced at her father, sighed, then stood up, dragging James up with her, holding him an inch off the ground with one hand.
"I said no fair using your powers," James didn't even attempt to struggle.
"If you insist," Amara smiled and dropped James. He landed on his feet.
"Your son has adjusted well to Amara's oddities," the King of Uranus turned to the Secretary of State.
"He'd be dead if he hadn't," the Secretary of State laughed, "The new Moon Princess will have an amazingly talented Guardian." The King nodded, then burst out laughing as James shoved Amara and took off down the hall.
"And Amara will grow up having an amazingly talented ally and, hopefully, best friend," the King calmed almost immediately.
Present
Jamesonite laughed at the memory of his childhood, back when she was the princess and he was a noble subject. Rather than he, the prince, and she, a general. That was probably why he adjusted to Jedite and her personality quirks easier than Malachite, Nephlite, Beryl, and Zoycite.
The childhood memories were now, after not having them for so many years, cherised. Every time he got a free moment he went through them in his head, especially the ones with Amara.
Those memories told him something about his father and Amara's parents. That his father and Amara's father would encourage the relationship between himself and Jedite and Amara's mother wouldn't care either way. His own mother hated the relationship with a passion. Most likely because Jedite was Amara and not only was Amara a Sailor Scout but she was the Guardian, the Scout sworn to protect the new Moon Princess.