~~Just popped in to say that Sailor Moon does not belong to me. Just the
standard disclaimer...
TRIALS AND TRIBULATIONS I'VE BEEN THROUGH
Loki Weasley
Prologue: Dreams
Rated: PG-13
Freedom once again... I can feel my body awaken... Why... What is my purpose?
I am the nameless child... Naneshi...
Princess Serenity... Sailor Moon... Can you sense me? I am very close. Just watching you sleep there in your safe home and warm bed... Are you ready for what is to come? Are any of your Senshi ready for the Future set for you by the Fates? I, the Judge, will decide, you see...I will be the one to allow you to keep those powers or force to give them up and forget all about what you have accomplished...
The lone figure in the vast land of white stroked the blade of the scythe she gazed into to watch the nine Senshi sleep peacefully in their homes. She stood out here, in the pure white. She was garbed in a short black skirt and black corset and shirt that hung off her shoulders with long, flared sleeves with mismatched-length gloves and boots. Her arms were wrapped individually in chains, as well as her legs. Her longer- than-floor-length hair fell midnight behind her, also wrapped with a chain of repentance. Her one visible red eye shifted to notice another person in her world of white. Her prison of white. "What is it?" she asked.
"What will you do? Will you Test them?" he asked simply, calmly.
"Yes..."
"Then test me as well."
"No."
"Why?" He looked angry with her now. Nothing to bother with.
"Because you are dead." She paused, gazing back at her scythe to plan a second more then turned to fully face the man. "You have full memory of who I am and what I am and what I plan to do. The Test will be false."
"I will not feel worthy otherwise." He held out his hand to her. "Please, Lady."
She did not waver at his sincerity. "Your sister will fight for you... in time... but not yet. Not now... It is too early for them to know about you or myself. They shall not cross paths until the Fates decide."
"Do you always do what you're told?" he asked with a wry smirk.
She did not answer, but turned back to her scythe where nine sleeping figures could be seen from within.
"What about Endiymon?" he asked after a long silence.
"He will be tested."
"Why?"
"He will be tested." And she said no more.
"You have a plan, don't you?" The man walked up to the woman and gazed into her eye and her mask that covered the right side of her face. "A plan, yes. I can see. What will you do to them?"
"They will die if they cannot defeat me, you know." She turned to her scythe, ignoring his question. "All of them and the world. Fate would have taken the lesser path because they are not strong enough to defeat even me..."
"Hm." He replied, putting his hands behind his head and gazing at the scythe as well. "When will you bring me back to live, exactly?"
"Not now. Not yet." Her emotionless voice never raised, never lowered in any kind of signal he was trying her patience. Though he could always sense when he pushed limits.
What do you see in those dreams, Princess? Are you scared of me? You always were... Tell me, do you see your Death or your Downfall in those Dreams of Life? Do you see..? Ah, you see my Realm; I know... It would be foolish, however, for anyone to ask how.
Her steady eyes remained fixed on the scythe and the occupiers of her vision. One particular figure within the gleaming blades shot up in her bed, gasping for air and covered in cold sweat. She moved slightly to wave her scythe before her and gazed at it again. Now only that girl is seen, gasping for air and holding her head. "What on Earth?" that girl wondered, her voice not her own but a Spirit from the Scythe talking to the woman watching her. The girl glanced at her nightstand. It was two in the morning... "Something's wrong..."
"It has begun... come to me, Sailor Senshi... Prove your worth if you can... Sailor Mercury..." And the woman was gone from the world of white.
Did ya like? Questions, comments, and flames are all welcome.
TRIALS AND TRIBULATIONS I'VE BEEN THROUGH
Loki Weasley
Prologue: Dreams
Rated: PG-13
Freedom once again... I can feel my body awaken... Why... What is my purpose?
I am the nameless child... Naneshi...
Princess Serenity... Sailor Moon... Can you sense me? I am very close. Just watching you sleep there in your safe home and warm bed... Are you ready for what is to come? Are any of your Senshi ready for the Future set for you by the Fates? I, the Judge, will decide, you see...I will be the one to allow you to keep those powers or force to give them up and forget all about what you have accomplished...
The lone figure in the vast land of white stroked the blade of the scythe she gazed into to watch the nine Senshi sleep peacefully in their homes. She stood out here, in the pure white. She was garbed in a short black skirt and black corset and shirt that hung off her shoulders with long, flared sleeves with mismatched-length gloves and boots. Her arms were wrapped individually in chains, as well as her legs. Her longer- than-floor-length hair fell midnight behind her, also wrapped with a chain of repentance. Her one visible red eye shifted to notice another person in her world of white. Her prison of white. "What is it?" she asked.
"What will you do? Will you Test them?" he asked simply, calmly.
"Yes..."
"Then test me as well."
"No."
"Why?" He looked angry with her now. Nothing to bother with.
"Because you are dead." She paused, gazing back at her scythe to plan a second more then turned to fully face the man. "You have full memory of who I am and what I am and what I plan to do. The Test will be false."
"I will not feel worthy otherwise." He held out his hand to her. "Please, Lady."
She did not waver at his sincerity. "Your sister will fight for you... in time... but not yet. Not now... It is too early for them to know about you or myself. They shall not cross paths until the Fates decide."
"Do you always do what you're told?" he asked with a wry smirk.
She did not answer, but turned back to her scythe where nine sleeping figures could be seen from within.
"What about Endiymon?" he asked after a long silence.
"He will be tested."
"Why?"
"He will be tested." And she said no more.
"You have a plan, don't you?" The man walked up to the woman and gazed into her eye and her mask that covered the right side of her face. "A plan, yes. I can see. What will you do to them?"
"They will die if they cannot defeat me, you know." She turned to her scythe, ignoring his question. "All of them and the world. Fate would have taken the lesser path because they are not strong enough to defeat even me..."
"Hm." He replied, putting his hands behind his head and gazing at the scythe as well. "When will you bring me back to live, exactly?"
"Not now. Not yet." Her emotionless voice never raised, never lowered in any kind of signal he was trying her patience. Though he could always sense when he pushed limits.
What do you see in those dreams, Princess? Are you scared of me? You always were... Tell me, do you see your Death or your Downfall in those Dreams of Life? Do you see..? Ah, you see my Realm; I know... It would be foolish, however, for anyone to ask how.
Her steady eyes remained fixed on the scythe and the occupiers of her vision. One particular figure within the gleaming blades shot up in her bed, gasping for air and covered in cold sweat. She moved slightly to wave her scythe before her and gazed at it again. Now only that girl is seen, gasping for air and holding her head. "What on Earth?" that girl wondered, her voice not her own but a Spirit from the Scythe talking to the woman watching her. The girl glanced at her nightstand. It was two in the morning... "Something's wrong..."
"It has begun... come to me, Sailor Senshi... Prove your worth if you can... Sailor Mercury..." And the woman was gone from the world of white.
Did ya like? Questions, comments, and flames are all welcome.