Recarnation, Part Two
Chapter 1
Disclaimer: I did not make up the Sailor Senshi's, they belong to Naoko
and everybody else associated with the right. Some of the Inner's name
are made by Aurora Eos Rose and used with premission.
This is my own version of the second life of the senshis. Since
Minako is my favourite of the Inners, I set this is London, England,
where she fought evil as Sailor V before she met the others. The time frame
is 1721. I might have things wrong, since I don't know that much about London
society and protocol and everything, so don't complain about those.
I've a bunch of classes to worry about, so I don't have the time to go back
and change every little detail that I've wrong. Sorry about that. I
hope you like this one.
At the request of Sidekickwannabe, here's the character profiles:
Ariadne (Aria) Summerton – Minako Aino
Dianara (Diane) March – Ami Mizuno
Cassandra (Cassie) Legann – Rei Hino
Makoto (Lita) Mindelan – Makoto Kino
Serenity (Sere) Yue – Usagi Tsukino
Kevin Kunzite Buchanan – Kunzite
Zavier Zoisite Hamilton – Zoisite
Jareth Jadeite Dudley - Jadeite
Neville Nephrite Morrison – Nephrite
Matthew Mamoru Woodville – Mamoru
And I know tank-tops weren't invented back then, but
I could think of nothing else that small enough to fit under
a gown and efficient enough to allow free movement.
// - flashbacks
* - thoughts
~ - mind sent
______________________________________________
"Ariadne,"
my mother's voice floated up the stairs, and I cringed.
"Your escort it here."
I forced my voice to sound bright and cheery as I replied,
"I'll be right down, Mother."
I locked the door as quietly as I could, pacing in frustration.
Every night there's a ball, this happens. I sighed, sitting down on my
bed. Ever since I turned 18, my mother has been arranging escorts for me;
men that she saw as potential husbands. I smothered an unladylike snort.
What did she know about men? All she was interested in were their title
and pocketbook. I stared at the mirror, my annoyed reflection gazing back
at me. My long hair was done up in some elaborate design with a mass
of curls cascading down my back, studded with topazes. I resisted the
urge to pull it out of its orderly fashion. Diamonds glittered at my
throat and ears, sparkling like stars, and the deep blue silk gown
contrasted starkly against my pale skin. I wondered for the hundredth
time why I didn't try to make myself as hideous as possible, but I
already knew the answer. Showing up in the upper society of London looking
like I just crawled out of a trashcan would not enhance my reputation.
Suddenly, I giggled, remembering those lecherous, lewd old men who had
tried to look down my shirt or up my skirt. Who knew that the most
sought-after lady in London was actually the leader of one of the city's
most vicious gangs? Even tonight, I was wearing a tiny black tank top and
tight black jeans under the blue gown. And fastened to the jeans were two
guns, one dagger, and a knife. My mind drifted back to the day when my life
and the three lives of my best friends' had dramatically changed; the time
when we had taken up the positions of the top leaders of the Jade gang.
// "Aria,"
my father's voice floated up to me,
"Your uncle has send a letter to you."
I hurried downstairs, snatching the letter from my father's
hand. Uncle had always dotted on me like his own child, and I loved
him like my father. Hurriedly I ripped open the letter, reading the
first few lines before I froze.
"Aria? Ariadne? What's wrong?"
I glanced up, startled, forgotten that my father was there.
"Nothing,"
I said softly,
"I'm all right."
He shrugged, clearly not believing my excuse, but didn't press the
matter.
In my room, I paced like a caged animal. There were some things I
needed to take care of first, though. Sending out one of the servant boys,
I gave him three envelopes, each containing a topaz, and implored him to
deliver one to Cassandra, daughter of the Prime Minister of England, one
to Dianara, daughter of Lord March, and the last one to Makoto, Lady of
the Mindelan estate. Since they were my best friends, he didn't ask any
questions, just ran off. I sighed softly, feeling the great weight that
has been put on my shoulders. Each of us had a special mineral that we
were fond of, and mine had been the topaz. Diane's was sapphire, Cassie's
was ruby, and Lita's emerald. At a young age, we had agreed that should
something urgent happen, these stones were to be our signs. I smiled
ironically; I had never thought that we would actually use them. Thirty
minutes later, there were three knocks on my door, and I hurriedly let
them in, glad that ten minutes earlier my parents had left for a tea party.
I gave the command for the servants to stay out of the house, before leading
the three girls into the parlor. Shooting them a sharp look, I tossed the
letter onto the table. Three hands grabbed for it, but Cassie was the one
to catch it. She read the letter out loud, and slowly, their looks mirrored
the one on my face.
Dear Aria,
It is my deepest apology for laying this burden upon your young
shoulders, but there is a secret that I cannot keep any longer
from you. For the past twenty-one years, I, along with three of
my friends, have been the leaders of the Jade gang. Yesterday
night, we received a ransom from our biggest rival, the Asuka Gang.
It demanded that we make a choice, the survival of the Gang or the
survival of us. After confirming that the threats were real, we
decided that the gang was more important. Tonight, at eleven o'clock,
we shall be assassinated: Me, Lord March, the Prime Minister of England,
the Lord of Mindelan. You, and your three friends have to become the
leaders, for otherwise we shall have died in vain. Do not disappoint
me, Aria! You shall take the name of Topaz, Diane will become Sapphire,
Cassie Ruby, and Lita Emerald. In case this letter in intercepted,
I'll not tell you where the name lists, papers, and blueprints are hidden,
but I shall give a starting point to search. Remember on your 16th birthday,
I led you on a treasure hunt. Where the treasure was found shall be your
first stop; then, look for the Sign of the Double-Edged Sword. There are
four women who shall serve as your guides. You have seen them with me:
Katrina (Raven), Reika (Violet), Unazuki (Rose), and Naru (Steel). I'll
not put them in danger by revealing their last names, but you'll find
them when the time in right. Farewell, Aria, and may the gang bring you
more luck.
Your loving Uncle
Ithias.
P.S. Do NOT alert the police, no matter what!
No one spoke for a moment.
"This letter had been sent yesterday, for it takes one day for it to
arrive here from Wales. That means that they are already dead."
I looked each girl in the eye. Grief, determination, and anger echoed
in their faces. I smiled,
"Let's go." //
Everything had gone according to plan, and we had absolutely no trouble
asserting our authority over the Gang. Tonight, however, we had a job to do.
The Asuka gang had trashed our seaport cabin, and now we'll trash their drinking
tavern. The blueprints, which showed the headquarters, meeting halls, and
underground passages belonging to the Jade turf, had been burned, but not before
the four of us had memorized every inch of it.
"Ariadne, where are you?"
I jumped, startled, and opened the door.
"Coming, Mother."
Taking a moment to compose myself, I prayed that it would not be
another disgusting eighty-year-old who had less than one functional brain cell.
Slowly, I descended the stairs, hearing a low, unfamiliar laughter coming from
the parlor, thanking the goddess that at least this person was not so old that
his voice was raspy. Gently gliding into the parlor, I saw my escort for the
night, and - I nearly fainted. He was tall and young, with long silver hair
and steel-gray eyes, and I knew him. His name was Kevin Kunzite Buchanan,
the Duke of Montrose.
"Aria, I'd like you to meet Lord Kevin Kunzite Buchanan, the Duke
of Montrose."
My mother said smugly, leading me forward. I curtsied, my face
showing no emotion
"How do you do, my Lord?"
"Very well, milady."
His voice was as void as mine. A soft bell rang, announcing the
arrival of the carriage. He bowed, extending a hand to me.
"Shall we, Lady Ariadne?"
I sighed inwardly. Somehow I had to win his trust, get him
drunk, so I could slip away unnoticed. Well, the best way would be flirtation.
"Please, call me Aria."
"As my lady wishes."
He escorted me to the carriage, lifting me inside before walking in
himself. With a snap of his fingers, the carriage started, slowly rumbling
down the streets of London. After a moment of silence, I spoke up,
"So, tell me, my Lord, how much did you pay my mother for the
privilege of being my escort tonight?"
He laughed, his low voice filling my ears.
"Quite a nice amount of sum, but ..."
he leaned close to me, his eyes hooded,
"...it was well worth it."
I tilted my head coyly, inquiring,
"Are you sure, my Lord? You don't know me at all, and I've been
told by others that I have a nasty little tongue."
He laughed again, understanding by double entrendre. The War of
Words continued, and by the time the carriage jolted to a halt, he had me
totally bewildered. He was witty, charming, and intelligent, not to mention
as handsome as sin. Surely he did not have to buy a lady for an evening?
And unlike any other male, he had not become putty in my hands in the hour
it took for the ride. He opened the carriage door, helping me down, before
dragging me onto the dance floor. I was surprised by how well we moved
together, and he was a good dancer. The room was dim, and I cast my eyes
around for my friends. All three of them were here, and a quick nod
determined our course for tonight's raid.
"Is my company so unpleasant that you're staring anywhere but at me?"
I smiled at the Lord, and told him the truth (part of it),
"No, my Lord, I was just looking for my friends, that's all."
"Will you introduce us?"
My smile stayed on my face, but inside, I was anxious. I hated
introductions, for they wasted an immense amount of time, not to mention
that it would be hard and suspicious if all four of us disappeared at
the same time. But then again, if I refused, he'd know something was not
right.
"Of course, why don't we go meet them right now?"
And without waiting for his response, I pulled him away, waiting
for the song to end. A second later, I saw my friends make their way towards
me, having somehow managed to lose their escorts quite quickly. I turned
to Kevin.
"My Lord, these are my companions: Lady Dianara March, daughter of
Lord March and countess of Avon. Lady Cassandra Legann, daughter of the
Prime Minister of England who was assassinated two years ago, and Lady
Makoto Mindelan, lady of the estate after her brother's death two years ago."
A flicker of emotion flashed over the Duke's face as I mentioned the
parents of Diane and Cassie, as well as Lita's brother. Now, he turned to me,
"Your mother never told me your last name, Aria."
I shrugged, having expected this,
"She never told anyone my last name. Obviously, she thought that for
my escort to know that I was the daughter of the Marquess of Fond was enough.
My name is Ariadne Summerton."
His face considerably paled.
"Is something wrong?"
He shook his head, face still drawn tight and anxious. I didn't
press the matter, knowing he wasn't going to talk.
"Please excuse me, but I just remembered an urgent business I had to
discuss with my friend. He told me that he would be here; now, I have to find him."
I nodded quickly, not believing his excuse, but also realizing that it was
the perfect opportunity to us to slip away. He disappeared from view, and I motioned
for the others to follow.
_________________________________________
End of Chapter 1. Hope you liked it. Please review. If you've any idea for Part 3 (the
time frame has to be between 1721 and the Negaverse), please e-mail me. I've decided to
do five parts of Recarnation, but I honestly don't know what the next setting should be.
The Bombing of Pearl Harbor, WWII, Hawai? The Fall of Hitler? The second industrial
revolution? The Civil War between the North and South? Please give me some ideas, since
I think it'll be really boring to jump from 1721 right to their present life. And drop me
a note, 'kay?
Chapter 1
Disclaimer: I did not make up the Sailor Senshi's, they belong to Naoko
and everybody else associated with the right. Some of the Inner's name
are made by Aurora Eos Rose and used with premission.
This is my own version of the second life of the senshis. Since
Minako is my favourite of the Inners, I set this is London, England,
where she fought evil as Sailor V before she met the others. The time frame
is 1721. I might have things wrong, since I don't know that much about London
society and protocol and everything, so don't complain about those.
I've a bunch of classes to worry about, so I don't have the time to go back
and change every little detail that I've wrong. Sorry about that. I
hope you like this one.
At the request of Sidekickwannabe, here's the character profiles:
Ariadne (Aria) Summerton – Minako Aino
Dianara (Diane) March – Ami Mizuno
Cassandra (Cassie) Legann – Rei Hino
Makoto (Lita) Mindelan – Makoto Kino
Serenity (Sere) Yue – Usagi Tsukino
Kevin Kunzite Buchanan – Kunzite
Zavier Zoisite Hamilton – Zoisite
Jareth Jadeite Dudley - Jadeite
Neville Nephrite Morrison – Nephrite
Matthew Mamoru Woodville – Mamoru
And I know tank-tops weren't invented back then, but
I could think of nothing else that small enough to fit under
a gown and efficient enough to allow free movement.
// - flashbacks
* - thoughts
~ - mind sent
______________________________________________
"Ariadne,"
my mother's voice floated up the stairs, and I cringed.
"Your escort it here."
I forced my voice to sound bright and cheery as I replied,
"I'll be right down, Mother."
I locked the door as quietly as I could, pacing in frustration.
Every night there's a ball, this happens. I sighed, sitting down on my
bed. Ever since I turned 18, my mother has been arranging escorts for me;
men that she saw as potential husbands. I smothered an unladylike snort.
What did she know about men? All she was interested in were their title
and pocketbook. I stared at the mirror, my annoyed reflection gazing back
at me. My long hair was done up in some elaborate design with a mass
of curls cascading down my back, studded with topazes. I resisted the
urge to pull it out of its orderly fashion. Diamonds glittered at my
throat and ears, sparkling like stars, and the deep blue silk gown
contrasted starkly against my pale skin. I wondered for the hundredth
time why I didn't try to make myself as hideous as possible, but I
already knew the answer. Showing up in the upper society of London looking
like I just crawled out of a trashcan would not enhance my reputation.
Suddenly, I giggled, remembering those lecherous, lewd old men who had
tried to look down my shirt or up my skirt. Who knew that the most
sought-after lady in London was actually the leader of one of the city's
most vicious gangs? Even tonight, I was wearing a tiny black tank top and
tight black jeans under the blue gown. And fastened to the jeans were two
guns, one dagger, and a knife. My mind drifted back to the day when my life
and the three lives of my best friends' had dramatically changed; the time
when we had taken up the positions of the top leaders of the Jade gang.
// "Aria,"
my father's voice floated up to me,
"Your uncle has send a letter to you."
I hurried downstairs, snatching the letter from my father's
hand. Uncle had always dotted on me like his own child, and I loved
him like my father. Hurriedly I ripped open the letter, reading the
first few lines before I froze.
"Aria? Ariadne? What's wrong?"
I glanced up, startled, forgotten that my father was there.
"Nothing,"
I said softly,
"I'm all right."
He shrugged, clearly not believing my excuse, but didn't press the
matter.
In my room, I paced like a caged animal. There were some things I
needed to take care of first, though. Sending out one of the servant boys,
I gave him three envelopes, each containing a topaz, and implored him to
deliver one to Cassandra, daughter of the Prime Minister of England, one
to Dianara, daughter of Lord March, and the last one to Makoto, Lady of
the Mindelan estate. Since they were my best friends, he didn't ask any
questions, just ran off. I sighed softly, feeling the great weight that
has been put on my shoulders. Each of us had a special mineral that we
were fond of, and mine had been the topaz. Diane's was sapphire, Cassie's
was ruby, and Lita's emerald. At a young age, we had agreed that should
something urgent happen, these stones were to be our signs. I smiled
ironically; I had never thought that we would actually use them. Thirty
minutes later, there were three knocks on my door, and I hurriedly let
them in, glad that ten minutes earlier my parents had left for a tea party.
I gave the command for the servants to stay out of the house, before leading
the three girls into the parlor. Shooting them a sharp look, I tossed the
letter onto the table. Three hands grabbed for it, but Cassie was the one
to catch it. She read the letter out loud, and slowly, their looks mirrored
the one on my face.
Dear Aria,
It is my deepest apology for laying this burden upon your young
shoulders, but there is a secret that I cannot keep any longer
from you. For the past twenty-one years, I, along with three of
my friends, have been the leaders of the Jade gang. Yesterday
night, we received a ransom from our biggest rival, the Asuka Gang.
It demanded that we make a choice, the survival of the Gang or the
survival of us. After confirming that the threats were real, we
decided that the gang was more important. Tonight, at eleven o'clock,
we shall be assassinated: Me, Lord March, the Prime Minister of England,
the Lord of Mindelan. You, and your three friends have to become the
leaders, for otherwise we shall have died in vain. Do not disappoint
me, Aria! You shall take the name of Topaz, Diane will become Sapphire,
Cassie Ruby, and Lita Emerald. In case this letter in intercepted,
I'll not tell you where the name lists, papers, and blueprints are hidden,
but I shall give a starting point to search. Remember on your 16th birthday,
I led you on a treasure hunt. Where the treasure was found shall be your
first stop; then, look for the Sign of the Double-Edged Sword. There are
four women who shall serve as your guides. You have seen them with me:
Katrina (Raven), Reika (Violet), Unazuki (Rose), and Naru (Steel). I'll
not put them in danger by revealing their last names, but you'll find
them when the time in right. Farewell, Aria, and may the gang bring you
more luck.
Your loving Uncle
Ithias.
P.S. Do NOT alert the police, no matter what!
No one spoke for a moment.
"This letter had been sent yesterday, for it takes one day for it to
arrive here from Wales. That means that they are already dead."
I looked each girl in the eye. Grief, determination, and anger echoed
in their faces. I smiled,
"Let's go." //
Everything had gone according to plan, and we had absolutely no trouble
asserting our authority over the Gang. Tonight, however, we had a job to do.
The Asuka gang had trashed our seaport cabin, and now we'll trash their drinking
tavern. The blueprints, which showed the headquarters, meeting halls, and
underground passages belonging to the Jade turf, had been burned, but not before
the four of us had memorized every inch of it.
"Ariadne, where are you?"
I jumped, startled, and opened the door.
"Coming, Mother."
Taking a moment to compose myself, I prayed that it would not be
another disgusting eighty-year-old who had less than one functional brain cell.
Slowly, I descended the stairs, hearing a low, unfamiliar laughter coming from
the parlor, thanking the goddess that at least this person was not so old that
his voice was raspy. Gently gliding into the parlor, I saw my escort for the
night, and - I nearly fainted. He was tall and young, with long silver hair
and steel-gray eyes, and I knew him. His name was Kevin Kunzite Buchanan,
the Duke of Montrose.
"Aria, I'd like you to meet Lord Kevin Kunzite Buchanan, the Duke
of Montrose."
My mother said smugly, leading me forward. I curtsied, my face
showing no emotion
"How do you do, my Lord?"
"Very well, milady."
His voice was as void as mine. A soft bell rang, announcing the
arrival of the carriage. He bowed, extending a hand to me.
"Shall we, Lady Ariadne?"
I sighed inwardly. Somehow I had to win his trust, get him
drunk, so I could slip away unnoticed. Well, the best way would be flirtation.
"Please, call me Aria."
"As my lady wishes."
He escorted me to the carriage, lifting me inside before walking in
himself. With a snap of his fingers, the carriage started, slowly rumbling
down the streets of London. After a moment of silence, I spoke up,
"So, tell me, my Lord, how much did you pay my mother for the
privilege of being my escort tonight?"
He laughed, his low voice filling my ears.
"Quite a nice amount of sum, but ..."
he leaned close to me, his eyes hooded,
"...it was well worth it."
I tilted my head coyly, inquiring,
"Are you sure, my Lord? You don't know me at all, and I've been
told by others that I have a nasty little tongue."
He laughed again, understanding by double entrendre. The War of
Words continued, and by the time the carriage jolted to a halt, he had me
totally bewildered. He was witty, charming, and intelligent, not to mention
as handsome as sin. Surely he did not have to buy a lady for an evening?
And unlike any other male, he had not become putty in my hands in the hour
it took for the ride. He opened the carriage door, helping me down, before
dragging me onto the dance floor. I was surprised by how well we moved
together, and he was a good dancer. The room was dim, and I cast my eyes
around for my friends. All three of them were here, and a quick nod
determined our course for tonight's raid.
"Is my company so unpleasant that you're staring anywhere but at me?"
I smiled at the Lord, and told him the truth (part of it),
"No, my Lord, I was just looking for my friends, that's all."
"Will you introduce us?"
My smile stayed on my face, but inside, I was anxious. I hated
introductions, for they wasted an immense amount of time, not to mention
that it would be hard and suspicious if all four of us disappeared at
the same time. But then again, if I refused, he'd know something was not
right.
"Of course, why don't we go meet them right now?"
And without waiting for his response, I pulled him away, waiting
for the song to end. A second later, I saw my friends make their way towards
me, having somehow managed to lose their escorts quite quickly. I turned
to Kevin.
"My Lord, these are my companions: Lady Dianara March, daughter of
Lord March and countess of Avon. Lady Cassandra Legann, daughter of the
Prime Minister of England who was assassinated two years ago, and Lady
Makoto Mindelan, lady of the estate after her brother's death two years ago."
A flicker of emotion flashed over the Duke's face as I mentioned the
parents of Diane and Cassie, as well as Lita's brother. Now, he turned to me,
"Your mother never told me your last name, Aria."
I shrugged, having expected this,
"She never told anyone my last name. Obviously, she thought that for
my escort to know that I was the daughter of the Marquess of Fond was enough.
My name is Ariadne Summerton."
His face considerably paled.
"Is something wrong?"
He shook his head, face still drawn tight and anxious. I didn't
press the matter, knowing he wasn't going to talk.
"Please excuse me, but I just remembered an urgent business I had to
discuss with my friend. He told me that he would be here; now, I have to find him."
I nodded quickly, not believing his excuse, but also realizing that it was
the perfect opportunity to us to slip away. He disappeared from view, and I motioned
for the others to follow.
_________________________________________
End of Chapter 1. Hope you liked it. Please review. If you've any idea for Part 3 (the
time frame has to be between 1721 and the Negaverse), please e-mail me. I've decided to
do five parts of Recarnation, but I honestly don't know what the next setting should be.
The Bombing of Pearl Harbor, WWII, Hawai? The Fall of Hitler? The second industrial
revolution? The Civil War between the North and South? Please give me some ideas, since
I think it'll be really boring to jump from 1721 right to their present life. And drop me
a note, 'kay?