The Eye of the Moon
A Sailor Moon/Wheel of Time crossover
Chapter 6
By Cruton
Rating:
Disclaimers: Wheel of Time was created by Robert Jordan
Sailor Moon was created by Naoko Takeuchi
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Ami looked at the map before her and fought back the urge to vomit. Of all her experiences as a senshi, this had to be one of the most frightening. The idea of being lost, in an unknown land, most of her friends missing, and no way to find them or to leave.
Her hosts were nice people. They had been most courteous and didn't seem to have any malice against them, but it was obvious they had even fewer ideas on what just happened.
"Lady Mizuno?" Ami's worrying was broken by the sound of her name. Standing by the tent flaps was a man, about Mamoru's age, although his face seemed a lot younger, dressed in colorful clothes, sort of like a gypsy's. "Lord Aybara told me to inform you that your companions have awoken." Finally, some good news. Taking a moment to thank the man, Ami rushed out of the tent and started back to the tent where Makoto and Rei were kept.
On the way there, Ami noted that they had been found by what seemed to be an army. That just made their situation worse. With all their current problems, the last thing they needed was to land in the middle of a war.
When she reached the tent, she found Lord Aybara waiting for her, his golden eyes flickering in the firelight, his mouth in a kind of smile that made you wonder if he was incredibly stupid, incredibly naive, or using it all as a façade so he could stab you in the back.
"Ah, Lady Mizuno. I am so glad you came. Your companions woke up a few minutes ago." His expression changed to something grim and serious. "The Asha'man fear they might have some sort of head wound that healing can't help. They keep thrashing and babbling in tongues." As they neared to tent, Ami could hear the sound of Makoto voice, yelling in angry Japanese.
"Get your hands off me! Let me go! Let me go!" Ami pushed back the tent flap. Inside, both Rei and Makoto were being restrained by two large women in dirt brown tunic and breeches. "Let them go. Please. They mean no harm." The women look past her at Lord Aybara, receiving a nod in response. They released the two teenagers simultaneously, then silently moved out of the tent, completely fading into the outside shadows.
She turned to Lord Aybara. "Could you please leave, too? I'd like to talk to my companions alone." The man gave a deep bow, then turned on his heels and marched back towards the communal bonfires. It was only after he was out of sight that she gave her friends a joyous hug. "I'm so glad you're okay! I was afraid that you might have concussions!"
Makoto was the first to brake the embrace. "I'm glad to see you, too! Where are the others?" Ami's good mood disappeared. "I don't know. You two were the only others with me. I haven't seen any of the others since that strange man attacked us." She closed her eyes, blinking back tears. "I suppose the best thing to do right now is to tell our own view points of what happened and try to work out a theory." -----------------------------------------------------------
Jachosca, Red Shield of Twin Mountains Hold, formally of the Shiado Aiel, took a moment out of his rounds to scan the area. The army, if one could truly call it that, was camped on a plain, located about a hide from the edge of the forest.
He didn't like this position at all. To well situated for an ambush. Enemies could charge out of the forest and take them by surprise. Or simply lay down a barrage of arrows while covered by the foliage.
He felt exposed here, disadvantaged, a fat, old lion ripe for the slaughter. These were not feelings akin to an aiel. When an aiel feels these things, it is usually a sign that something is amiss.
As the blow struck the back of his head, he cursed demon and deity alike for the fact that he was right.
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Dk'ghan'dyr was, in all respects, not supposed to exist. He was, with the rest of his kind, a pale shade of true life, the one piece of the puzzle that did not, in any way, shape, or form, fit into the grand scheme of things.
He, like all things that had found true happiness with their lot in life, didn't give a damn. He had his orders and his orders were to follow the orders of the human, Demandred. And Demandred's orders had been quite specific, not at all including the action of life contemplation. Simply wait for the fighting to begin and grab the targets.
To his side, he could Fy'hnak'swr breathing. A waste of energy, but she was newly formed in the Great Lord's design, so habits such as that could be forgiven. Besides, the young sometimes needed a ritual like that to calm the nerves.
Leaning against a tree, Slg'ytnk'ewr was examining his blade. If there was ever one Dk'ghan'dyr didn't trust, it was he. To fond of the pleasures of the flesh, to used to indulging his personnel desires. One such as that was too dangerous to have on a mission such as this, especially with these kind of targets.
Turning back towards the valley, Dk'ghan'dyr's gaze focused in on the opposing slope. Men were running down towards the camp below. Men with swords and axes and pitchforks. Men in makeshift leather armor. Me whose faces were filled with that odd combination of hate and pity found only in fanatics. He couldn't make out any details beyond those. Besides the obvious differences of sex, they all looked the same to him. But that made no difference now. It had begun.
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The three senshi rushed out of the tent, attracted by the sound of fight. Rei felt the reushering weight of her transformation wand in her hand. She raised it over her head in an almost automatic gesture, the transformation phrase right on the tip of her tongue. That was as far as she got.
Cold hands clamped on to her from behind, one over her mouth and the other holding wand and hand alike. They were thin, yet steel hard, and had an unreal texture. Rei planted her feet against the ground, forcing her body half way around, trying to catch a glimpse of her attackers face.
The sight that met her could have death itself. Its Maggot-white skin was tightly pulled across bone, the nose was an ugly snoot, and its skin radiated the smell of long dead flesh. Most alarming aspect of the creature was the eyes or lack there of. The basic structure for eye sockets was there, but the holes had been covered by skin.
Rei felt a perlizing fear corse through her body, freezing her limbs in place. She was dimly aware of Ami and Makoto struggling with similar creatures in the background, but fear dominated all but a small portion of her mind. The monster lifted its cloak and darkness enveloped her and she had the faint sense of moving.
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When the darkness receded, Rei was greeted with the scene of a primitive campsite. It was filled with several humanoid shapes with bestial heads. They were all centered around a large fire with a chaldreon exuding a rather odd, somewhat revolting, smell. Several of the shadowy creatures hung on the edges, polishing their black swords and talking amongst themselves. And in the center was the man that had attacked them. Somehow, he actually seemed out of place.
He gave them a deep bow and a handsome smile. "I'm sorry about the current accommodations, Miss Hino, but it was nessicery. Oh, I'm sorry. I don't believe I properly introduced myself." He walked forward and kissed her hand. She was to bewildered to stop him. "My name is Aran'gar."
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E-mail:RockerStarlight@hotmail.com
Disclaimers: Wheel of Time was created by Robert Jordan
Sailor Moon was created by Naoko Takeuchi
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Ami looked at the map before her and fought back the urge to vomit. Of all her experiences as a senshi, this had to be one of the most frightening. The idea of being lost, in an unknown land, most of her friends missing, and no way to find them or to leave.
Her hosts were nice people. They had been most courteous and didn't seem to have any malice against them, but it was obvious they had even fewer ideas on what just happened.
"Lady Mizuno?" Ami's worrying was broken by the sound of her name. Standing by the tent flaps was a man, about Mamoru's age, although his face seemed a lot younger, dressed in colorful clothes, sort of like a gypsy's. "Lord Aybara told me to inform you that your companions have awoken." Finally, some good news. Taking a moment to thank the man, Ami rushed out of the tent and started back to the tent where Makoto and Rei were kept.
On the way there, Ami noted that they had been found by what seemed to be an army. That just made their situation worse. With all their current problems, the last thing they needed was to land in the middle of a war.
When she reached the tent, she found Lord Aybara waiting for her, his golden eyes flickering in the firelight, his mouth in a kind of smile that made you wonder if he was incredibly stupid, incredibly naive, or using it all as a façade so he could stab you in the back.
"Ah, Lady Mizuno. I am so glad you came. Your companions woke up a few minutes ago." His expression changed to something grim and serious. "The Asha'man fear they might have some sort of head wound that healing can't help. They keep thrashing and babbling in tongues." As they neared to tent, Ami could hear the sound of Makoto voice, yelling in angry Japanese.
"Get your hands off me! Let me go! Let me go!" Ami pushed back the tent flap. Inside, both Rei and Makoto were being restrained by two large women in dirt brown tunic and breeches. "Let them go. Please. They mean no harm." The women look past her at Lord Aybara, receiving a nod in response. They released the two teenagers simultaneously, then silently moved out of the tent, completely fading into the outside shadows.
She turned to Lord Aybara. "Could you please leave, too? I'd like to talk to my companions alone." The man gave a deep bow, then turned on his heels and marched back towards the communal bonfires. It was only after he was out of sight that she gave her friends a joyous hug. "I'm so glad you're okay! I was afraid that you might have concussions!"
Makoto was the first to brake the embrace. "I'm glad to see you, too! Where are the others?" Ami's good mood disappeared. "I don't know. You two were the only others with me. I haven't seen any of the others since that strange man attacked us." She closed her eyes, blinking back tears. "I suppose the best thing to do right now is to tell our own view points of what happened and try to work out a theory." -----------------------------------------------------------
Jachosca, Red Shield of Twin Mountains Hold, formally of the Shiado Aiel, took a moment out of his rounds to scan the area. The army, if one could truly call it that, was camped on a plain, located about a hide from the edge of the forest.
He didn't like this position at all. To well situated for an ambush. Enemies could charge out of the forest and take them by surprise. Or simply lay down a barrage of arrows while covered by the foliage.
He felt exposed here, disadvantaged, a fat, old lion ripe for the slaughter. These were not feelings akin to an aiel. When an aiel feels these things, it is usually a sign that something is amiss.
As the blow struck the back of his head, he cursed demon and deity alike for the fact that he was right.
-----------------------------------------------------------
Dk'ghan'dyr was, in all respects, not supposed to exist. He was, with the rest of his kind, a pale shade of true life, the one piece of the puzzle that did not, in any way, shape, or form, fit into the grand scheme of things.
He, like all things that had found true happiness with their lot in life, didn't give a damn. He had his orders and his orders were to follow the orders of the human, Demandred. And Demandred's orders had been quite specific, not at all including the action of life contemplation. Simply wait for the fighting to begin and grab the targets.
To his side, he could Fy'hnak'swr breathing. A waste of energy, but she was newly formed in the Great Lord's design, so habits such as that could be forgiven. Besides, the young sometimes needed a ritual like that to calm the nerves.
Leaning against a tree, Slg'ytnk'ewr was examining his blade. If there was ever one Dk'ghan'dyr didn't trust, it was he. To fond of the pleasures of the flesh, to used to indulging his personnel desires. One such as that was too dangerous to have on a mission such as this, especially with these kind of targets.
Turning back towards the valley, Dk'ghan'dyr's gaze focused in on the opposing slope. Men were running down towards the camp below. Men with swords and axes and pitchforks. Men in makeshift leather armor. Me whose faces were filled with that odd combination of hate and pity found only in fanatics. He couldn't make out any details beyond those. Besides the obvious differences of sex, they all looked the same to him. But that made no difference now. It had begun.
-----------------------------------------------------------
The three senshi rushed out of the tent, attracted by the sound of fight. Rei felt the reushering weight of her transformation wand in her hand. She raised it over her head in an almost automatic gesture, the transformation phrase right on the tip of her tongue. That was as far as she got.
Cold hands clamped on to her from behind, one over her mouth and the other holding wand and hand alike. They were thin, yet steel hard, and had an unreal texture. Rei planted her feet against the ground, forcing her body half way around, trying to catch a glimpse of her attackers face.
The sight that met her could have death itself. Its Maggot-white skin was tightly pulled across bone, the nose was an ugly snoot, and its skin radiated the smell of long dead flesh. Most alarming aspect of the creature was the eyes or lack there of. The basic structure for eye sockets was there, but the holes had been covered by skin.
Rei felt a perlizing fear corse through her body, freezing her limbs in place. She was dimly aware of Ami and Makoto struggling with similar creatures in the background, but fear dominated all but a small portion of her mind. The monster lifted its cloak and darkness enveloped her and she had the faint sense of moving.
-----------------------------------------------------------
When the darkness receded, Rei was greeted with the scene of a primitive campsite. It was filled with several humanoid shapes with bestial heads. They were all centered around a large fire with a chaldreon exuding a rather odd, somewhat revolting, smell. Several of the shadowy creatures hung on the edges, polishing their black swords and talking amongst themselves. And in the center was the man that had attacked them. Somehow, he actually seemed out of place.
He gave them a deep bow and a handsome smile. "I'm sorry about the current accommodations, Miss Hino, but it was nessicery. Oh, I'm sorry. I don't believe I properly introduced myself." He walked forward and kissed her hand. She was to bewildered to stop him. "My name is Aran'gar."
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