Disclaimer: Sailor Moon, and characters related to Sailor Moon (you
know which ones), belong to Naoko Takeuchi, not me. Just so we are
clear on that.
Original characters are of my design, thank you very much.
Note: the *....* represent the character's thoughts.
This is my first fic, so I hope you enjoy reading it. I would like to
thank Lady Archanna for being a wonderful editor (thanks, Lexi!), and
Magdalena for her input and support (thanks, Lenachan!) Any comments,
email me at halreader@cs.com.
Thank you for reading, and enjoy!
HAL :-)
Dragon of the Moon
Prologue
Duty then is the sublimest word in the English language. You
should do your duty in all things. You can never do more, you should
never wish to do less.
-- Robert E. Lee
"Must you go?"
The knight stopped at the gates, tilting his head, as if
straining to hear some faint sound.
He had heard the question.
He didn't move, he kept his back turned as his cape fluttered
against his dark uniform. Far off, faint explosions were heard; the
sounds of war threatening to break the serene setting in which he
stood.
After a while, he lowered his head, gave out a long sigh, and
spoke. "I don't think anything else can be said...it has been
decided...and I have a job to do."
A choking sob was heard. "But you have only been here for
such a short time...you CAN'T leave...it's not fair...your friends
...your family...your..."
"Enough," said the caped figure, raising his hand, half turning. His features were darkened by the long shadow the castle gave off in the setting glare of the sun. "It is for them I'm doing this...my friends...my family..."
He slowly turned to face the other speaker, his lips trembling,
"...my Queen...my..." His breath caught, and he closed his eyes,
clenching his fist.
"Like I said, I have a job to do, and I am the one to do
it...such is my fate...and my destiny," he sighed.
Another sob.
A small pendant on the caped figure's chest began to glow, and
he clutched it. He raised his head, his face softened, his eyes
shone. He grinned.
"If all goes well, I will come back," he said, adding, "and I
will see you again."
A long sigh which he answered with a wink.
A booming sound broke the silence and the caped-figure's face
hardened again as his fingers closed around the hilt of his sword.
"I must go," he said, turning away to face the war that raged
outside the castle, pausing for a moment before stepping past the
threshold. A mist seemed to gather thickly around him, and the sounds
of war grew louder and louder. There was a growing roar of loud yells,
clashing metal of swords, cries of pain and death...
....louder.....louder....LOUDER....
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!
"Nooooooo!" Usagi cried, as she started awake. She sat up
quickly, looking about wildly and breathing hard.
Immediately Luna was in front of her. "Usagi-chan! What is it?
What's happened?" cried the black moon cat.
"OH! Oh...Luna," Usagi whimpered, shaking her head. Her hand
reached up to her forehead, and she found she'd broken out into a cold
sweat. "It...it must have been..."
"A nightmare?" Luna volunteered.
Usagi's eyes widened for a couple of seconds, then regressed to
normal. "I...I don't know, Luna...it looked...it looked so...so...
REAL.."
"You remember what it was about?" asked Luna.
"It was the Moon Kingdom...the Silver Millenium...I think," she
said quickly, trying to recall. "I saw a guy in a dark uniform...."
Luna let out a heavy sigh. "Oh Usagi, not Endymion again?" she
began.
"But it wasn't Mamochan...er, I mean, Endymion," Usagi corrected. "This guy...the uniform was different, not that of Earth royalty...but more like of the Moon's." Luna's ears perked up.
"And besides, I would know if it was Mamo...umm, Endymion. This one...his face...his eyes...glowing eyes, his...oohh, I can't
remember!" Usagi pouted.
"Take it easy, Usagi," assured Luna. "It's probably another
repressed memory from your days as Princess Serenity during the Silver
Millenium."
"But Luna," said Usagi, "why am I dreaming of him? I mean, I
would rather be...dreaming of my Mamochan, in the park, having a
picnic, then taking a beautiful romantic boat ride..." A dreamy sigh
slipped past her lips.
Luna sweatdropped, and coughed, "Ahem..."
Usagi flushed, "Oh, heh heh, yeah...but I'm telling you, Luna,
it's not Endymion, it's...someone I know...from my past?"
Luna pondered on that. "Can't you remember anything else,
Usagi-chan?" she asked.
Usagi thought real hard, trying to remember any other features,
other objects. *Something about his neck...a chain...or was it a
pendant? or...* she thought, but shook her head.
"Well, I wouldn't worry so much, Usagi," said Luna, and added,
"If it was some repressed memory, it will come out eventually, just
like it did with Mamoru-san."
Usagi leaned back on her futon, and sighed.
"Go back to sleep, Usagi, please? We'll talk about it in the
morning."
"All right, Luna," Usagi nodded, pulling up her covers, and
turning to face the window.
Luna purred in agreement, and settled down in her spot on the
bed, and was soon asleep.
Usagi wasn't so lucky. She was gazing outside through the
window, and the night sky was clear, and the moon seemed to give off a
faint glow, shining its light into her room.
*Who are you? Do I know you?* she thought. *You're not
Mamochan, but someone...those eyes...that chain...pendant...*
She shook her head, and turned to look at the ceiling. *It must be a memory of some kind, it looked so real, like I should know him somehow.* She closed her eyes, and soon she was too was asleep.
She did not dream of the caped knight again.
End Prologue
2-15-02
know which ones), belong to Naoko Takeuchi, not me. Just so we are
clear on that.
Original characters are of my design, thank you very much.
Note: the *....* represent the character's thoughts.
This is my first fic, so I hope you enjoy reading it. I would like to
thank Lady Archanna for being a wonderful editor (thanks, Lexi!), and
Magdalena for her input and support (thanks, Lenachan!) Any comments,
email me at halreader@cs.com.
Thank you for reading, and enjoy!
HAL :-)
Dragon of the Moon
Prologue
Duty then is the sublimest word in the English language. You
should do your duty in all things. You can never do more, you should
never wish to do less.
-- Robert E. Lee
"Must you go?"
The knight stopped at the gates, tilting his head, as if
straining to hear some faint sound.
He had heard the question.
He didn't move, he kept his back turned as his cape fluttered
against his dark uniform. Far off, faint explosions were heard; the
sounds of war threatening to break the serene setting in which he
stood.
After a while, he lowered his head, gave out a long sigh, and
spoke. "I don't think anything else can be said...it has been
decided...and I have a job to do."
A choking sob was heard. "But you have only been here for
such a short time...you CAN'T leave...it's not fair...your friends
...your family...your..."
"Enough," said the caped figure, raising his hand, half turning. His features were darkened by the long shadow the castle gave off in the setting glare of the sun. "It is for them I'm doing this...my friends...my family..."
He slowly turned to face the other speaker, his lips trembling,
"...my Queen...my..." His breath caught, and he closed his eyes,
clenching his fist.
"Like I said, I have a job to do, and I am the one to do
it...such is my fate...and my destiny," he sighed.
Another sob.
A small pendant on the caped figure's chest began to glow, and
he clutched it. He raised his head, his face softened, his eyes
shone. He grinned.
"If all goes well, I will come back," he said, adding, "and I
will see you again."
A long sigh which he answered with a wink.
A booming sound broke the silence and the caped-figure's face
hardened again as his fingers closed around the hilt of his sword.
"I must go," he said, turning away to face the war that raged
outside the castle, pausing for a moment before stepping past the
threshold. A mist seemed to gather thickly around him, and the sounds
of war grew louder and louder. There was a growing roar of loud yells,
clashing metal of swords, cries of pain and death...
....louder.....louder....LOUDER....
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!
"Nooooooo!" Usagi cried, as she started awake. She sat up
quickly, looking about wildly and breathing hard.
Immediately Luna was in front of her. "Usagi-chan! What is it?
What's happened?" cried the black moon cat.
"OH! Oh...Luna," Usagi whimpered, shaking her head. Her hand
reached up to her forehead, and she found she'd broken out into a cold
sweat. "It...it must have been..."
"A nightmare?" Luna volunteered.
Usagi's eyes widened for a couple of seconds, then regressed to
normal. "I...I don't know, Luna...it looked...it looked so...so...
REAL.."
"You remember what it was about?" asked Luna.
"It was the Moon Kingdom...the Silver Millenium...I think," she
said quickly, trying to recall. "I saw a guy in a dark uniform...."
Luna let out a heavy sigh. "Oh Usagi, not Endymion again?" she
began.
"But it wasn't Mamochan...er, I mean, Endymion," Usagi corrected. "This guy...the uniform was different, not that of Earth royalty...but more like of the Moon's." Luna's ears perked up.
"And besides, I would know if it was Mamo...umm, Endymion. This one...his face...his eyes...glowing eyes, his...oohh, I can't
remember!" Usagi pouted.
"Take it easy, Usagi," assured Luna. "It's probably another
repressed memory from your days as Princess Serenity during the Silver
Millenium."
"But Luna," said Usagi, "why am I dreaming of him? I mean, I
would rather be...dreaming of my Mamochan, in the park, having a
picnic, then taking a beautiful romantic boat ride..." A dreamy sigh
slipped past her lips.
Luna sweatdropped, and coughed, "Ahem..."
Usagi flushed, "Oh, heh heh, yeah...but I'm telling you, Luna,
it's not Endymion, it's...someone I know...from my past?"
Luna pondered on that. "Can't you remember anything else,
Usagi-chan?" she asked.
Usagi thought real hard, trying to remember any other features,
other objects. *Something about his neck...a chain...or was it a
pendant? or...* she thought, but shook her head.
"Well, I wouldn't worry so much, Usagi," said Luna, and added,
"If it was some repressed memory, it will come out eventually, just
like it did with Mamoru-san."
Usagi leaned back on her futon, and sighed.
"Go back to sleep, Usagi, please? We'll talk about it in the
morning."
"All right, Luna," Usagi nodded, pulling up her covers, and
turning to face the window.
Luna purred in agreement, and settled down in her spot on the
bed, and was soon asleep.
Usagi wasn't so lucky. She was gazing outside through the
window, and the night sky was clear, and the moon seemed to give off a
faint glow, shining its light into her room.
*Who are you? Do I know you?* she thought. *You're not
Mamochan, but someone...those eyes...that chain...pendant...*
She shook her head, and turned to look at the ceiling. *It must be a memory of some kind, it looked so real, like I should know him somehow.* She closed her eyes, and soon she was too was asleep.
She did not dream of the caped knight again.
End Prologue
2-15-02