The Eye of the Moon
A Sailor Moon/Wheel of Time crossover
Chapter 5
By Rocker Starlight
Rating:
Disclaimer: Wheel of Time was created by Robert Jordan
Sailor Moon was created by Naoko Takeuchi
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Darshiva examined the destruction caused by the battle with the woman who called herself Setsuna Meiou. She had wounded three dedicated, one Asha'man, and seven aiel. All because the Lord Dragon had asked what she was doing in Illian. She broken through three stone wall and two floors. Just to escape. And she and her companions had left no remains.
A pity, that. Both the boy and the girl had the ability to channel, although they had an amazingly low amount of potential. But they could still use any recruits they could find. Maybe he would get a chance to investigate this further. It seemed to be several mysteries rolled into one.
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Mat looked over at the two girls and the boy across the room. Burn him for not hearing them sneak up on them. He should have been more careful.
They obvously weren't muggers, or else he would be nude in a back ally with his throat cut. In fact, it seemed as though this was their first time sneaking up on a man with a knife. Probably nobles that had managed to stay alive during the invasion and were just trying to make some quick money. He could already see several mistakes they had made. They had only checked his sleaves and boots for knives, left his weapons were he could see them, and they had left him alive.
Right now, the older girl with odd, bluish green hair was talking to Minako in some outlandish tongue, while the boy was guarding the door. Reaching into the space between his breeches and his small cloths, he carefully pulled the knife out. Slipping it into the knots on the rope, he began to loosen his restraints. Now, if only the dice in his head stopped rolling.
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".and then we ran into you." Minako concluded her story. It was such a relief to among familiar faces again. "So do you have any idea about what happened?"
Michiru shrugged. "Last I saw, that guy was trying to escape and Usagi blew up his portal. This could be were he came from." She turned towards Mat. "Maybe we could get some answers out of this guy." She address him in English. "Now, would you mind telling me why you had a knife to Mina- chan's back?"
Mat looked up towards her. "This coming from one of the people who just wanted to stick one in mine? It should be obvious to you. I don't like people who lie to me." Michiru looked a bit frustrated for a moment, then began to talk again. "She was only doing what she had to survive. Now, we can't just leave you here, so maybe we can form some sort of agreement. We let you go alive and you don't tell anybody about us. Deal?" She then noticed fibers floating to the ground. Checking behind him, she saw the knife in his hands. Yanking it from his grasp, she began to examine it. "Clever. One would wonder where you hid this one."
Mat gave her an infecious smile. "You were sloppy when you checked me, that's all." He gave a sigh. "So, you want to let me go? And all I have to do is not talk about you? Works for me." Michiru gave a satisfied nod, then back to Minako. "That just leaves us with one problem for the moment. Where are the others? Since we three landed her, it would make sense that." She was cut off by Haruka. "Quiet. Someone's coming."
The room fell silent. Minako picked up her transformation pen and saw that the two outers were doing the same. At the sight of the pens, Mat's eyes widened in fear. "Get rid of those." He hissed. "Get rid of them, or turn them off, or something." Michiru arched her eyebrows. "Why should we do that?" She whispered back. "You don't have to be afraid of these. They won't hurt you, if that's what your thinking." Mat shoked his head. "It's not that. Those things will serve as beacons to the damane." Minako began to feel fear creap up her spine. "What's a damane?" The look in Mat's eyes went from fear to absolute terror. "Your about to find out."
On Mat's last words, the wall exploded. When the dust finally settled, there were eight people standing in the hole. Six of them were men dressed in the weird, insect-like armor she had seen on some of the dead and were carrying short spears. The last two were women. One was dressed in a blue a red dress decorated with lightning and had a silver braclet. The braclet was connected by a line to a silver collar around the neck of the other woman, who was dress in an all gray dress.
Not wasting a moment, Minako raised her pen above her head. "Venus Crystal Power, Make Up!" The familiar energies of the transfromation filled her, but suddenly she had the sense of a blade forcing itself between her and her power, a sense of a piece of her being cut out. She fell to the floor, still in her civellian cloths. Two of the men rushed forward to grab her.
"Deep Submege!"
.and kissed the wall. Looking up, she saw that Michiru and Haruka had finished their transformations.
She felt something crystalize in her head, and the women turned their attention to Neptune. The senshi's form rippled, then her sailor uniform disappeared and was replaced by her civillian cloths. An invisible force struck her, sending her across the room. The remaining soliders rushed Uranus. By now, the woman in gray was beginning to look strained, as if she was lifting hundred pound weights.
"Minako!" She turned around towards Mat. "I can help, but I need you to undo these ropes." She took one last look behind her to make sure the soliders were still occupied with Uranus. The senshi form was starting to ripple as well. Which meant if they had any hope, it lay with a man no of them fully trusted. She ran over to where Mat was tied up and began to undo the ropes binding his hand.
Mat smiled as the rope fell to the floor. "Thank you." Reaching down the neck of his shirt, he produce another knife and used it to cut the ropes off his feet. He threw it into one of the soliders faces, causing Minako to wince at the deadly accuratcy. One of the remaining solider turned his attention from the now detransformed Haruka and rushed Mat. Mat grabbed the man's spear and tried to wrench it away, but only ended up in a tug of war with the man. Seeing that the spear wasn't an option, Mat pushed forward, causing them both to fall to the ground. The moment they were on the floor, Mat produced yet another knife from his jacket and slammed it between the man's eyes. He looked up just in time to see one of the other soliders hit him over the head with the butt of a spear.
The solider raised his spear to impale Mat. Grabbing a piece of wood from the remains of the wall, Minako blocked the strike, forcing the spear up. Mat took this opportunity to grab the solider's ankle and pull it out from under him. The solider fell to the ground, giving Mat the opportunity to transfer the knife from the dead man to the living man's left eye.
Seeing his comrades fall, the remaining solider turned towards Mat and Minako. This proved to be a mistake, seeing as it required him to turn his attention from Haruka. The elder senshi kicked him in the knee, then brought a rock to his head. The woman in the blue and red began to look very nervous. She gave the lease a jerk and she and the woman in grey began to run. In one smooth motion, Mat picked up one of his daggers and tossed it into the back of the blue and red woman's head.
At the death of the lease holder, the woman in grey fell to the floor in convulsion. Mat leaped over the dead bodies and began to run his hands over the collar. "Where is it?Where is it? Where is that bloody clasp?!" Suddenly, the collar split open. The woman began to gasp in air and sob. Mat started to comfort her. "Its alright. Your free now. You'll never have to do that again."
He helped her to her feet. "Now, whats your name? Your real name." The woman gave a few more sobs, then straitened up, assuming a look of distainful superiority. "I am Herlata Sedai of the Green Ajah. I thank you for your assistence, child." She then towards Minako and the others. "I am sorry for that. I was not in control of my actions."
Minako nearly toppled over as she felt energy rush back into her body. When she looked down at herself, she was back in her senshi unifrom. Looking behind her, she saw Haruka and Michiru in fukus as well.
Herlata raised an eyebrow and sniffed indignitly. Mat simply sat down, took off his hat, and leaned against the wall. "I've seen some strang things in my life, but that..."He guestured to their skirts,".. takes the cake. Oh well, I think its time for a less violent introduction. Who cares to go first?"
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Harold looked on sadly as they began to pile dirt into his brothers grave. Jod may not have been the best person in the world, but he was a dutiful solider. He always followed order, always did what he felt was right, always kept the family togather in times of trouble.
Then, five day ago, he and his troop were fighting off a raiding party from the blight. The myrddraal had come out of nowhere. The Aes Sedai couldn't do anything. She healed the wound, but it was to deep, she said. The evil of Thakan'dar was too ingrained in his body, slowly killing him.
Fighting back tears, he knuckled his forehead. This was the way Jod would want it. To die in battle, to die fighting the shadow. "The last embrace of your mother welcomes you home, Jod. Tai'shar Saldaea." -----------------------------------------------------------------------
Chibi-Usa looked up at the stars and sighed. Her first day in whereever she was and she was already miserable. Everyone here was so mean to her. Elayne had pestered her for an hour, trying to get her brooch, Birgitt keep teasing her, the Aes Sedai treated her like a lesser being, and Nynaeve was just a plain old bitch.
A knock on her door brought her out of her stupor. "Come in." The door opened and Elayne stepped in. Chibi-Usa gave her one look. "No." The blond giggled. "I didn't come here for that. I can take a hint. Actually, I came to apologize for that." Chibi-Usa's ear perked up at that. "You really mean it?"
Elayne sat down in one of the chair. "I understand that I can be a bit pushy, but you have to understand, you're a very unusual case. You have a very odd block and I think that your brooch may have something to do with it. All I want to do is help you."
This again. Everyone her was convinced that she was something called a channeler. At least Elayne wasn't treating her like a piece of meat. "I told you before, I don't even know what 'channeling' is. Why can't you let it drop?" This caused Elayne to giggle even more. "You're a mystery, Usagi, and Aes Sedai don't like things they don't understand. I guess we're all trying to solve you."
Chibi-Usa smiled. Maybe Elayne wasn't so bad. "At least you're nice to me. I don't see what everyones problem is." Elayne nodded. "Its not as bad as you think. You have to understand, Birgitt and Adviendha come from different walks of life. And Nynaeve, well, Nynaeve's just like that. You just have to get used to her. Come on, we're having dinner right now. It might give the chance to get more aquinted with everyone." Chibi-Usa, true to form, couldn't resist the offer of food.
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Berkly put the pitch fork down and began to walk back to the main house. They were all in mourning from Jod's death, but the farm still needed to be tended.
As he passed by the field, he gazed over at the former soliders grave. A shadow seemed to hang over that spot eversince the burial. Berkly noticed the extreme quit.
Shouldn't there at least be some crikets out? A low rumble echoed from the ground. The dogs began to bay and the horses whinnied. Reality itself seemed to ripple. And fire erupted from Jod's grave.
Out of the chaos stepped out a figured. It was Jod, a look of extrem hatred on his face. Berkly saw his eyes and gasped in horrer. For the figure had none, like a myrddraal. As the figure stepped out of the circle of fire, Berkly could now see that the figure's flesh was white as a corpse. "Aginor!" The man's lips moved, but the voice seemed to come from outside the body. "Where is Aginor?!"
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E-mail:RockerStarlight@hotmail.com
Disclaimer: Wheel of Time was created by Robert Jordan
Sailor Moon was created by Naoko Takeuchi
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Darshiva examined the destruction caused by the battle with the woman who called herself Setsuna Meiou. She had wounded three dedicated, one Asha'man, and seven aiel. All because the Lord Dragon had asked what she was doing in Illian. She broken through three stone wall and two floors. Just to escape. And she and her companions had left no remains.
A pity, that. Both the boy and the girl had the ability to channel, although they had an amazingly low amount of potential. But they could still use any recruits they could find. Maybe he would get a chance to investigate this further. It seemed to be several mysteries rolled into one.
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Mat looked over at the two girls and the boy across the room. Burn him for not hearing them sneak up on them. He should have been more careful.
They obvously weren't muggers, or else he would be nude in a back ally with his throat cut. In fact, it seemed as though this was their first time sneaking up on a man with a knife. Probably nobles that had managed to stay alive during the invasion and were just trying to make some quick money. He could already see several mistakes they had made. They had only checked his sleaves and boots for knives, left his weapons were he could see them, and they had left him alive.
Right now, the older girl with odd, bluish green hair was talking to Minako in some outlandish tongue, while the boy was guarding the door. Reaching into the space between his breeches and his small cloths, he carefully pulled the knife out. Slipping it into the knots on the rope, he began to loosen his restraints. Now, if only the dice in his head stopped rolling.
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".and then we ran into you." Minako concluded her story. It was such a relief to among familiar faces again. "So do you have any idea about what happened?"
Michiru shrugged. "Last I saw, that guy was trying to escape and Usagi blew up his portal. This could be were he came from." She turned towards Mat. "Maybe we could get some answers out of this guy." She address him in English. "Now, would you mind telling me why you had a knife to Mina- chan's back?"
Mat looked up towards her. "This coming from one of the people who just wanted to stick one in mine? It should be obvious to you. I don't like people who lie to me." Michiru looked a bit frustrated for a moment, then began to talk again. "She was only doing what she had to survive. Now, we can't just leave you here, so maybe we can form some sort of agreement. We let you go alive and you don't tell anybody about us. Deal?" She then noticed fibers floating to the ground. Checking behind him, she saw the knife in his hands. Yanking it from his grasp, she began to examine it. "Clever. One would wonder where you hid this one."
Mat gave her an infecious smile. "You were sloppy when you checked me, that's all." He gave a sigh. "So, you want to let me go? And all I have to do is not talk about you? Works for me." Michiru gave a satisfied nod, then back to Minako. "That just leaves us with one problem for the moment. Where are the others? Since we three landed her, it would make sense that." She was cut off by Haruka. "Quiet. Someone's coming."
The room fell silent. Minako picked up her transformation pen and saw that the two outers were doing the same. At the sight of the pens, Mat's eyes widened in fear. "Get rid of those." He hissed. "Get rid of them, or turn them off, or something." Michiru arched her eyebrows. "Why should we do that?" She whispered back. "You don't have to be afraid of these. They won't hurt you, if that's what your thinking." Mat shoked his head. "It's not that. Those things will serve as beacons to the damane." Minako began to feel fear creap up her spine. "What's a damane?" The look in Mat's eyes went from fear to absolute terror. "Your about to find out."
On Mat's last words, the wall exploded. When the dust finally settled, there were eight people standing in the hole. Six of them were men dressed in the weird, insect-like armor she had seen on some of the dead and were carrying short spears. The last two were women. One was dressed in a blue a red dress decorated with lightning and had a silver braclet. The braclet was connected by a line to a silver collar around the neck of the other woman, who was dress in an all gray dress.
Not wasting a moment, Minako raised her pen above her head. "Venus Crystal Power, Make Up!" The familiar energies of the transfromation filled her, but suddenly she had the sense of a blade forcing itself between her and her power, a sense of a piece of her being cut out. She fell to the floor, still in her civellian cloths. Two of the men rushed forward to grab her.
"Deep Submege!"
.and kissed the wall. Looking up, she saw that Michiru and Haruka had finished their transformations.
She felt something crystalize in her head, and the women turned their attention to Neptune. The senshi's form rippled, then her sailor uniform disappeared and was replaced by her civillian cloths. An invisible force struck her, sending her across the room. The remaining soliders rushed Uranus. By now, the woman in gray was beginning to look strained, as if she was lifting hundred pound weights.
"Minako!" She turned around towards Mat. "I can help, but I need you to undo these ropes." She took one last look behind her to make sure the soliders were still occupied with Uranus. The senshi form was starting to ripple as well. Which meant if they had any hope, it lay with a man no of them fully trusted. She ran over to where Mat was tied up and began to undo the ropes binding his hand.
Mat smiled as the rope fell to the floor. "Thank you." Reaching down the neck of his shirt, he produce another knife and used it to cut the ropes off his feet. He threw it into one of the soliders faces, causing Minako to wince at the deadly accuratcy. One of the remaining solider turned his attention from the now detransformed Haruka and rushed Mat. Mat grabbed the man's spear and tried to wrench it away, but only ended up in a tug of war with the man. Seeing that the spear wasn't an option, Mat pushed forward, causing them both to fall to the ground. The moment they were on the floor, Mat produced yet another knife from his jacket and slammed it between the man's eyes. He looked up just in time to see one of the other soliders hit him over the head with the butt of a spear.
The solider raised his spear to impale Mat. Grabbing a piece of wood from the remains of the wall, Minako blocked the strike, forcing the spear up. Mat took this opportunity to grab the solider's ankle and pull it out from under him. The solider fell to the ground, giving Mat the opportunity to transfer the knife from the dead man to the living man's left eye.
Seeing his comrades fall, the remaining solider turned towards Mat and Minako. This proved to be a mistake, seeing as it required him to turn his attention from Haruka. The elder senshi kicked him in the knee, then brought a rock to his head. The woman in the blue and red began to look very nervous. She gave the lease a jerk and she and the woman in grey began to run. In one smooth motion, Mat picked up one of his daggers and tossed it into the back of the blue and red woman's head.
At the death of the lease holder, the woman in grey fell to the floor in convulsion. Mat leaped over the dead bodies and began to run his hands over the collar. "Where is it?Where is it? Where is that bloody clasp?!" Suddenly, the collar split open. The woman began to gasp in air and sob. Mat started to comfort her. "Its alright. Your free now. You'll never have to do that again."
He helped her to her feet. "Now, whats your name? Your real name." The woman gave a few more sobs, then straitened up, assuming a look of distainful superiority. "I am Herlata Sedai of the Green Ajah. I thank you for your assistence, child." She then towards Minako and the others. "I am sorry for that. I was not in control of my actions."
Minako nearly toppled over as she felt energy rush back into her body. When she looked down at herself, she was back in her senshi unifrom. Looking behind her, she saw Haruka and Michiru in fukus as well.
Herlata raised an eyebrow and sniffed indignitly. Mat simply sat down, took off his hat, and leaned against the wall. "I've seen some strang things in my life, but that..."He guestured to their skirts,".. takes the cake. Oh well, I think its time for a less violent introduction. Who cares to go first?"
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Harold looked on sadly as they began to pile dirt into his brothers grave. Jod may not have been the best person in the world, but he was a dutiful solider. He always followed order, always did what he felt was right, always kept the family togather in times of trouble.
Then, five day ago, he and his troop were fighting off a raiding party from the blight. The myrddraal had come out of nowhere. The Aes Sedai couldn't do anything. She healed the wound, but it was to deep, she said. The evil of Thakan'dar was too ingrained in his body, slowly killing him.
Fighting back tears, he knuckled his forehead. This was the way Jod would want it. To die in battle, to die fighting the shadow. "The last embrace of your mother welcomes you home, Jod. Tai'shar Saldaea." -----------------------------------------------------------------------
Chibi-Usa looked up at the stars and sighed. Her first day in whereever she was and she was already miserable. Everyone here was so mean to her. Elayne had pestered her for an hour, trying to get her brooch, Birgitt keep teasing her, the Aes Sedai treated her like a lesser being, and Nynaeve was just a plain old bitch.
A knock on her door brought her out of her stupor. "Come in." The door opened and Elayne stepped in. Chibi-Usa gave her one look. "No." The blond giggled. "I didn't come here for that. I can take a hint. Actually, I came to apologize for that." Chibi-Usa's ear perked up at that. "You really mean it?"
Elayne sat down in one of the chair. "I understand that I can be a bit pushy, but you have to understand, you're a very unusual case. You have a very odd block and I think that your brooch may have something to do with it. All I want to do is help you."
This again. Everyone her was convinced that she was something called a channeler. At least Elayne wasn't treating her like a piece of meat. "I told you before, I don't even know what 'channeling' is. Why can't you let it drop?" This caused Elayne to giggle even more. "You're a mystery, Usagi, and Aes Sedai don't like things they don't understand. I guess we're all trying to solve you."
Chibi-Usa smiled. Maybe Elayne wasn't so bad. "At least you're nice to me. I don't see what everyones problem is." Elayne nodded. "Its not as bad as you think. You have to understand, Birgitt and Adviendha come from different walks of life. And Nynaeve, well, Nynaeve's just like that. You just have to get used to her. Come on, we're having dinner right now. It might give the chance to get more aquinted with everyone." Chibi-Usa, true to form, couldn't resist the offer of food.
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Berkly put the pitch fork down and began to walk back to the main house. They were all in mourning from Jod's death, but the farm still needed to be tended.
As he passed by the field, he gazed over at the former soliders grave. A shadow seemed to hang over that spot eversince the burial. Berkly noticed the extreme quit.
Shouldn't there at least be some crikets out? A low rumble echoed from the ground. The dogs began to bay and the horses whinnied. Reality itself seemed to ripple. And fire erupted from Jod's grave.
Out of the chaos stepped out a figured. It was Jod, a look of extrem hatred on his face. Berkly saw his eyes and gasped in horrer. For the figure had none, like a myrddraal. As the figure stepped out of the circle of fire, Berkly could now see that the figure's flesh was white as a corpse. "Aginor!" The man's lips moved, but the voice seemed to come from outside the body. "Where is Aginor?!"
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E-mail:RockerStarlight@hotmail.com