Recarnation, Part Two
Chapter 3
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.
Ace and Adonis are not the same person.
And some characters are from CCS, and they belong to Clamp.
// - flashbacks
* - thoughts
~ - mind sent
______________________________________________
As we were about to enter the carriage, a boy hurriedly over,
whispering something to Kevin. I noticed with interest that his face
turned white.
"Are you sure?"
The boy nodded vigorously. Kevin closed his eyes, before
turning to me.
"Aria, my servant had just informed me that one of my
taverns has been trashed. Would you mind if I made a trip to there
first?"
I shook my head, suppressing a yawn.
"What time is it?" He pulled a watch out of his inner
pocket, and proclaimed
"Three fifty-two in the morning."
I nodded sleepily, and barely noticed that he was had swept
me into his arms like a little child. Once inside the carriage, he
gave the command to start towards his tavern. My long hair, out of
its braid again, covered his arm in a shower of gold as I feel asleep
within seconds.
A sharp jolt woke me from my peaceful slumber as I threatened
to tumble out of his arms.
"We're are here, Aria."
I nodded sleepily.
"May I come with you?"
"It's not a sight for a lady..."
he began, but I interrupted him, eyes wide with feigned innocence
and pleading,
"Please."
He chuckled.
"All right, all right. You know you'd eventually get your way,
didn't you?"
I grinned, shrugging,
"I try."
He helped me out of the carriage, and purposefully strode towards
a direction. I glanced nervously around me, the surroundings somehow familiar.
And then it hit me. I had been to this place not four hours ago. He was part
of the Asuka gang. I shook my head gently, sorry that such a nice man had to
be the rival's gang's member. His earlier reaction to me and my friends' last
name suddenly made sense. He knew who we were. The little corner of my heart
he had opened slammed shut again. One of the Asuka gang's surviving member had
described me as heartless and cold, totally lacking in mercy and compassion.
They would see just how cold I could become. I followed him, silent, and I
tried to think how a normal noble lady would act in this situation. Faint,
scream, collapse? Sadly, I could do neither, so I just continued walking
through the tavern, the mask over my face hardening. As soon as he reached
the clearing of the woods, his face paled, seeing all the dead bodies. For a
moment, he seemed to have forgotten that I was there. The tavern door rocked
dangerously on its hinges as he threw it open with a powerful kick. Not even
staring at the blood stains, he strode straight towards the table, snatching
up the little jade stone, cursing violently.
"What is it?"
I asked, though I knew perfectly well what it was.
"The Jade gang has been here. This stone is their trade mark, a warning
addressed to me."
My eyes grew, before turning hard. I almost laughed at my predicament.
Who would have ever guessed that the only man ever to touch my heart was my biggest
enemy, Lightning? In two seconds, I had already shed my dress, again in my gang uniform.
He was still staring as the little piece of paper, as though it held all the answers
to the world.
"Welcome back, Lightning. You are about to met your match."
My voice was cold. He whirled, and I launched myself at him, a knife in
one hand and the other holding a dagger. He let loose a fluid string of curses,
twisting just out of time, and nearly sending me crashing into a table.
"Who are you?"
he snapped, as the tuxedo fell to the floor, leaving only the white
shirt and dark blue pants. I raised my arm, my eyes never leaving his.
"Let me introduce myself, Lightning."
I snarled, revealing the bracelet.
"My name is Topaz, leader of the Jade gang. You killed my uncle,
Ithias. I'm here to return that favor. After I've finished with you, then
I shall deal with the other three back-stabbers: Tornado, Hurricane, and Storm."
Meanwhile, he had pulled out his gun, pointing both straight at me. I grinned.
I could do more harm with a rock than a human with two guns. He pulled the trigger,
and I avoided the bullets riveting of the walls, smiling. Yet it seemed that
I had underestimated him, for in an instant he had a knife at my throat, while
his other hand was buried deep in my hair, pressing my body into intimate contact with
his.
"I cannot let you live, little girl. Since you'll die, let me tell
you a battle tactic for your after-life: know your opponent."
I smirked. If he thought he could beat me that easily, he had another
thought coming.
"You're absolutely right. Know your opponent and their weakness."
With that, I brought up my knee faster than light, hitting him with
enough force to ruin his reproductive system for the rest of his life. He fell
backwards. I grinned, smiling triumphantly at him.
"I believe I just made sure that you won't have a child to pass the gang to."
He righted himself with effort, avoiding my blows.
"Don't be so sure, little girl. I have relatives who shall carry on for me."
I raised an eyebrow,
"Really? Like the child of Serenity Yue and Matthew Woodville, who just
happens to be your darling cousin? Well, then, it looks like I just have to get rid
of them."
His face turned pale as he tried to put me on the defense.
"Don't you dare. We've never hurt an innocent."
I laughed bitterly,
"What did my uncle ever do to you?"
He glared at me.
"He was the Jade gang's top leader."
"And that was enough reason to kill him? Just because you didn't agree
with his doctrines?"
He didn't answer, just concentrated on his defense, as I used every
dirty trick I knew to kill him. How long we traded punches and kicks, I would
never know, but suddenly shouts were heard outside, and I recognized one of
the voices as the chief of the top police officers, since he had once courted
Diane.
"Traitors."
We both hissed under our breath. One hard look spoke clearly that
this was not over. I leapt up, holding onto the window latch, before pulling
myself up and onto the roof, just I saw him disappear behind a sliding wall,
taking my blue gown and his tuxedo. I didn't care, for we never attacked each
other's underground tunnels, even when we found them, for the mortality rate
was simply too high. I crept along the roof, a silent dark shadow. At the edge,
I readied myself for a jump to the nearest tree, sending a prayer to the
goddess that I would catch it, for the jump was quite a long one. I knew I
wouldn't kill myself it I dropped to the ground, but to spend the rest of my
days in the London Tower was not my idea of fun. My body tensed, and I sprang,
catching the nearest branch and a squirrel, whose furious teeth bit into my
hands. A knock on the head pronounced him dead. Unfortunately, the leaves
rustled, and voices were immediately below me. A strong, female voice called
out:
"Who's there?"
I grimaced, recognizing the cop-turned-leader as Raven, who was
our inside information on the police activities. She was a dead shooter
even in the dark, and there was no way I could tell her that I was not a
member of the Asuka Gang without blowing our cover. I flipped forward, catching
the tree trunk. Producing a string, tying the dead squirrel to the paper, I wrote
a quick note:
Keep out of our business, or the next time it shall be your neck that
will be tied to the warning.
Topaz.
I ripped a stone from my hair and also attached it, dropping the
whole package. Raven's voice called out again, this time with the words,
"Don't shoot. This person could be a fanatic."
A new voice joined in, clearly frustrated,
"Why? We can outgun and outnumber who's ever there."
Raven's voice was cold and hard,
"Shut up, Ace, and follow your orders. If you don't, I'll personally
put you behind bars under the charge of disobeying her Royal Highness who put
me in command."
I smirked, hearing the footsteps move away. Way to go, Raven. Climbing
slowly down the trunk, I landed on the ground undetected. I reminded myself to
thank Raven the next time I see her, for drawing those officers away from me.
Violet stepped out of the shadows, and my eyebrows rose in surprise. She bowed
low, respectfully.
"Topaz, our last shipment of morphine and cocaine has been incepted
by the police. Sir Andrew chose death rather than betray us."
I frowned.
"How did they learn about the shipment?"
Violet's face remained impassive, and she said simply,
"Traitors."
She produced a list from her jacket, handing it to me. I scanned it
quickly, anger boiling in me.
"Thank you, Violet. Dismissed."
She melted back into the shadows and left quickly. Once she
was gone, I made my way to the street, swearing when I saw the carriage
gone.
*Now I probably had to walk home, unless...*
A sudden thought struck me. I melted into the shadows, waiting
for some lone rider and carriage showing up at this time. Fate did not
disappoint me. A second later, a young man with sandy blond and startling
blue eyes galloped toward the shadows where I was on a gleaming chestnut
horse. I almost chuckled. He was what Lita would call her "Knight in
Shining Armor," and in a sense, he was. The Knight to save me from
getting foot sore. When he was not two feet away from my hiding place,
I jumped from the shadows, knocking him out of the saddle with one
flying kick. Without a word, I kicked the horse in a hard gallop,
ignoring the man's angry yells. As soon as I got home, I turned
the horse loose, knowing it would return to its stable, and sneaked
in the house, rushing up the stairs to change. After taking a quick
shower to clean away the slime from tonight's raid, I snuck down to
the kitchen, intending to serve myself some tea. Sadly, my mother
was waiting for me, an expectant glow in her eyes.
"Aria, you're home. How would you like Kevin as your husband-to-be?"
I glared at her, annoyed, and snapped sharply:
"I'd rather wed a corpse!"
Mother stared at me, shocked at my passionate outburst, before
her face hardened.
"He sent his messenger, who arrived here a while before you
came down, and asked for your hand in marriage. I already agreed."
My eyes widened in horror, my voice high-pitched.
"You agreed for me to marry him, without consulting me first?"
Thoughts of all the horrendous ways in which he could kill me once
I wed him flashed through my mind, and I lost consciousness.
Light shone behind my closed eyelids, and I groaned softly. My head
felt like somebody was pounding on it with a hammer. I sat up slowly, wincing.
"You're awake."
I opened my eyes, focusing on the face in front of me.
"Dad? What happened?"
"It seemed you fainted."
Concern seemed to be permanently etched into his face.
"What happened, Aria? I've never seen you display such a weakness
before."
I sighed, nausea threatening to overwhelm me as the conversation
came back to my mind.
"Mother wanted me to marry Kevin Kunzite Buchanan, Duke of Montrose."
His face cleared, and he smiled.
"That's wonderful news, Aria. I'm sure he'd make a great husband
for you, so why did you faint?"
I stared at my father in astonishment.
"But, Dad! I don't want to marry him. I don't love him."
And never will, I added to myself silently.
"Then who do you want to marry, Aria?"
I shrugged, tears threatening to flow,
"I don't know, Dad. But does it matter at this point? Mother has
already accepted his proposal." My father shook his head.
"I'm sorry, Aria, but you know as well as I do that no one can
change Mother's mind once she sets it."
I nodded. I did know it, and my earlier attempts had been futile. I
slowly got out of my bed, excusing myself from my father's presence, my mental
state swaying between desperation and insanity.
"Tomoyo?"
I called out weakly, requesting my personal maid. A young girl
with her dark hair in two braids rushed to my aid as I threatened to
tumble down the stairs.
"Mistress?"
"Ready the carriage. I need to visit Makoto."
I murmured.
"But, Lady,"
she protested,
"You're not well enough."
I shook my head, and a pleading note entered my voice,
"Please, Tomoyo."
She opened her mouth to protest again, before choosing
not to argue with me.
"Sakura, Hikaru. Ready the carriage."
She called out crisply, and a brunette and a slender redhead
hurried to follow her order. A quarter hour later, I was on my way to
Lita's.
_________________________________________
End of Chapter 3. 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 3
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.
Ace and Adonis are not the same person.
And some characters are from CCS, and they belong to Clamp.
// - flashbacks
* - thoughts
~ - mind sent
______________________________________________
As we were about to enter the carriage, a boy hurriedly over,
whispering something to Kevin. I noticed with interest that his face
turned white.
"Are you sure?"
The boy nodded vigorously. Kevin closed his eyes, before
turning to me.
"Aria, my servant had just informed me that one of my
taverns has been trashed. Would you mind if I made a trip to there
first?"
I shook my head, suppressing a yawn.
"What time is it?" He pulled a watch out of his inner
pocket, and proclaimed
"Three fifty-two in the morning."
I nodded sleepily, and barely noticed that he was had swept
me into his arms like a little child. Once inside the carriage, he
gave the command to start towards his tavern. My long hair, out of
its braid again, covered his arm in a shower of gold as I feel asleep
within seconds.
A sharp jolt woke me from my peaceful slumber as I threatened
to tumble out of his arms.
"We're are here, Aria."
I nodded sleepily.
"May I come with you?"
"It's not a sight for a lady..."
he began, but I interrupted him, eyes wide with feigned innocence
and pleading,
"Please."
He chuckled.
"All right, all right. You know you'd eventually get your way,
didn't you?"
I grinned, shrugging,
"I try."
He helped me out of the carriage, and purposefully strode towards
a direction. I glanced nervously around me, the surroundings somehow familiar.
And then it hit me. I had been to this place not four hours ago. He was part
of the Asuka gang. I shook my head gently, sorry that such a nice man had to
be the rival's gang's member. His earlier reaction to me and my friends' last
name suddenly made sense. He knew who we were. The little corner of my heart
he had opened slammed shut again. One of the Asuka gang's surviving member had
described me as heartless and cold, totally lacking in mercy and compassion.
They would see just how cold I could become. I followed him, silent, and I
tried to think how a normal noble lady would act in this situation. Faint,
scream, collapse? Sadly, I could do neither, so I just continued walking
through the tavern, the mask over my face hardening. As soon as he reached
the clearing of the woods, his face paled, seeing all the dead bodies. For a
moment, he seemed to have forgotten that I was there. The tavern door rocked
dangerously on its hinges as he threw it open with a powerful kick. Not even
staring at the blood stains, he strode straight towards the table, snatching
up the little jade stone, cursing violently.
"What is it?"
I asked, though I knew perfectly well what it was.
"The Jade gang has been here. This stone is their trade mark, a warning
addressed to me."
My eyes grew, before turning hard. I almost laughed at my predicament.
Who would have ever guessed that the only man ever to touch my heart was my biggest
enemy, Lightning? In two seconds, I had already shed my dress, again in my gang uniform.
He was still staring as the little piece of paper, as though it held all the answers
to the world.
"Welcome back, Lightning. You are about to met your match."
My voice was cold. He whirled, and I launched myself at him, a knife in
one hand and the other holding a dagger. He let loose a fluid string of curses,
twisting just out of time, and nearly sending me crashing into a table.
"Who are you?"
he snapped, as the tuxedo fell to the floor, leaving only the white
shirt and dark blue pants. I raised my arm, my eyes never leaving his.
"Let me introduce myself, Lightning."
I snarled, revealing the bracelet.
"My name is Topaz, leader of the Jade gang. You killed my uncle,
Ithias. I'm here to return that favor. After I've finished with you, then
I shall deal with the other three back-stabbers: Tornado, Hurricane, and Storm."
Meanwhile, he had pulled out his gun, pointing both straight at me. I grinned.
I could do more harm with a rock than a human with two guns. He pulled the trigger,
and I avoided the bullets riveting of the walls, smiling. Yet it seemed that
I had underestimated him, for in an instant he had a knife at my throat, while
his other hand was buried deep in my hair, pressing my body into intimate contact with
his.
"I cannot let you live, little girl. Since you'll die, let me tell
you a battle tactic for your after-life: know your opponent."
I smirked. If he thought he could beat me that easily, he had another
thought coming.
"You're absolutely right. Know your opponent and their weakness."
With that, I brought up my knee faster than light, hitting him with
enough force to ruin his reproductive system for the rest of his life. He fell
backwards. I grinned, smiling triumphantly at him.
"I believe I just made sure that you won't have a child to pass the gang to."
He righted himself with effort, avoiding my blows.
"Don't be so sure, little girl. I have relatives who shall carry on for me."
I raised an eyebrow,
"Really? Like the child of Serenity Yue and Matthew Woodville, who just
happens to be your darling cousin? Well, then, it looks like I just have to get rid
of them."
His face turned pale as he tried to put me on the defense.
"Don't you dare. We've never hurt an innocent."
I laughed bitterly,
"What did my uncle ever do to you?"
He glared at me.
"He was the Jade gang's top leader."
"And that was enough reason to kill him? Just because you didn't agree
with his doctrines?"
He didn't answer, just concentrated on his defense, as I used every
dirty trick I knew to kill him. How long we traded punches and kicks, I would
never know, but suddenly shouts were heard outside, and I recognized one of
the voices as the chief of the top police officers, since he had once courted
Diane.
"Traitors."
We both hissed under our breath. One hard look spoke clearly that
this was not over. I leapt up, holding onto the window latch, before pulling
myself up and onto the roof, just I saw him disappear behind a sliding wall,
taking my blue gown and his tuxedo. I didn't care, for we never attacked each
other's underground tunnels, even when we found them, for the mortality rate
was simply too high. I crept along the roof, a silent dark shadow. At the edge,
I readied myself for a jump to the nearest tree, sending a prayer to the
goddess that I would catch it, for the jump was quite a long one. I knew I
wouldn't kill myself it I dropped to the ground, but to spend the rest of my
days in the London Tower was not my idea of fun. My body tensed, and I sprang,
catching the nearest branch and a squirrel, whose furious teeth bit into my
hands. A knock on the head pronounced him dead. Unfortunately, the leaves
rustled, and voices were immediately below me. A strong, female voice called
out:
"Who's there?"
I grimaced, recognizing the cop-turned-leader as Raven, who was
our inside information on the police activities. She was a dead shooter
even in the dark, and there was no way I could tell her that I was not a
member of the Asuka Gang without blowing our cover. I flipped forward, catching
the tree trunk. Producing a string, tying the dead squirrel to the paper, I wrote
a quick note:
Keep out of our business, or the next time it shall be your neck that
will be tied to the warning.
Topaz.
I ripped a stone from my hair and also attached it, dropping the
whole package. Raven's voice called out again, this time with the words,
"Don't shoot. This person could be a fanatic."
A new voice joined in, clearly frustrated,
"Why? We can outgun and outnumber who's ever there."
Raven's voice was cold and hard,
"Shut up, Ace, and follow your orders. If you don't, I'll personally
put you behind bars under the charge of disobeying her Royal Highness who put
me in command."
I smirked, hearing the footsteps move away. Way to go, Raven. Climbing
slowly down the trunk, I landed on the ground undetected. I reminded myself to
thank Raven the next time I see her, for drawing those officers away from me.
Violet stepped out of the shadows, and my eyebrows rose in surprise. She bowed
low, respectfully.
"Topaz, our last shipment of morphine and cocaine has been incepted
by the police. Sir Andrew chose death rather than betray us."
I frowned.
"How did they learn about the shipment?"
Violet's face remained impassive, and she said simply,
"Traitors."
She produced a list from her jacket, handing it to me. I scanned it
quickly, anger boiling in me.
"Thank you, Violet. Dismissed."
She melted back into the shadows and left quickly. Once she
was gone, I made my way to the street, swearing when I saw the carriage
gone.
*Now I probably had to walk home, unless...*
A sudden thought struck me. I melted into the shadows, waiting
for some lone rider and carriage showing up at this time. Fate did not
disappoint me. A second later, a young man with sandy blond and startling
blue eyes galloped toward the shadows where I was on a gleaming chestnut
horse. I almost chuckled. He was what Lita would call her "Knight in
Shining Armor," and in a sense, he was. The Knight to save me from
getting foot sore. When he was not two feet away from my hiding place,
I jumped from the shadows, knocking him out of the saddle with one
flying kick. Without a word, I kicked the horse in a hard gallop,
ignoring the man's angry yells. As soon as I got home, I turned
the horse loose, knowing it would return to its stable, and sneaked
in the house, rushing up the stairs to change. After taking a quick
shower to clean away the slime from tonight's raid, I snuck down to
the kitchen, intending to serve myself some tea. Sadly, my mother
was waiting for me, an expectant glow in her eyes.
"Aria, you're home. How would you like Kevin as your husband-to-be?"
I glared at her, annoyed, and snapped sharply:
"I'd rather wed a corpse!"
Mother stared at me, shocked at my passionate outburst, before
her face hardened.
"He sent his messenger, who arrived here a while before you
came down, and asked for your hand in marriage. I already agreed."
My eyes widened in horror, my voice high-pitched.
"You agreed for me to marry him, without consulting me first?"
Thoughts of all the horrendous ways in which he could kill me once
I wed him flashed through my mind, and I lost consciousness.
Light shone behind my closed eyelids, and I groaned softly. My head
felt like somebody was pounding on it with a hammer. I sat up slowly, wincing.
"You're awake."
I opened my eyes, focusing on the face in front of me.
"Dad? What happened?"
"It seemed you fainted."
Concern seemed to be permanently etched into his face.
"What happened, Aria? I've never seen you display such a weakness
before."
I sighed, nausea threatening to overwhelm me as the conversation
came back to my mind.
"Mother wanted me to marry Kevin Kunzite Buchanan, Duke of Montrose."
His face cleared, and he smiled.
"That's wonderful news, Aria. I'm sure he'd make a great husband
for you, so why did you faint?"
I stared at my father in astonishment.
"But, Dad! I don't want to marry him. I don't love him."
And never will, I added to myself silently.
"Then who do you want to marry, Aria?"
I shrugged, tears threatening to flow,
"I don't know, Dad. But does it matter at this point? Mother has
already accepted his proposal." My father shook his head.
"I'm sorry, Aria, but you know as well as I do that no one can
change Mother's mind once she sets it."
I nodded. I did know it, and my earlier attempts had been futile. I
slowly got out of my bed, excusing myself from my father's presence, my mental
state swaying between desperation and insanity.
"Tomoyo?"
I called out weakly, requesting my personal maid. A young girl
with her dark hair in two braids rushed to my aid as I threatened to
tumble down the stairs.
"Mistress?"
"Ready the carriage. I need to visit Makoto."
I murmured.
"But, Lady,"
she protested,
"You're not well enough."
I shook my head, and a pleading note entered my voice,
"Please, Tomoyo."
She opened her mouth to protest again, before choosing
not to argue with me.
"Sakura, Hikaru. Ready the carriage."
She called out crisply, and a brunette and a slender redhead
hurried to follow her order. A quarter hour later, I was on my way to
Lita's.
_________________________________________
End of Chapter 3. 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?