*Here's Chapter Two, so read, enjoy, and don't forget to review. And, this counts for the
earlier chapters too, I don't own Sailor Moon.*
A Change in Plans: Chapter Two
The blond shivered in her covers, though the room in which she resided was surprisingly
warm. The pale light from a Kinmokian moon shone on her small and delicate face. It reflected
the small glint of freshly sown tears. Two hands seized the covers in a struggle of power, almost
as if the bed itself was an enemy. Yet, to the girl, she did not know what mattered. To her, the
dream was nothing but real.
Sailor Moon stood in the middle of a large battlefield. The sky was red like the blood that
streaked the once green grass and the blue water. Millions of people lay lifeless upon the ground,
some with eyes open that still depicted their last moments of terror. Their hearts were ripped out
of their very own bodies, and were lain beside the fallen. If the woman warrior had not been so
strong, she would have blanched at the sight. Instead, she trudged onward, like her feet were
leading her to something important.
Ahead of her, in the very distance, a small flicker of movement caught Sailor Moon's
attention. With all the strength left inside her, she began to run faster and faster. The aura around
it was drawing her in; it familiarity so strong. She stopped a few feet away in protest to her dream
body, but the memory had to be relived. Sailor Moon came closer, and knelt down to cry. The
same tears that flowed from the time she had lived it came back in much greater force inside her
dream world.
A great friend of hers, a noble warrior, lay sewn upon the battlefield. Never again would
this brown-haired, green-eyed senshi rise again from her final resting place. Sailor Jupiter, much
to her princess' relief, seemed have been granted a last wish of peace. Her eyes were tenderly
shut, and her mouth was curved upward regardless of the pain she must have felt. Sailor Moon
touched her friend's cheek in a sign of parting, and left her comrade. There was nothing left to do
but walk on.
More uneasy moment swept by as the moon senshi passed more bodies. Around her as
well, the once great city of Tokyo had crumpled into a million ashes. No great earthquake could
come close to the great damage displayed. Then she heard a moan, coming from two large
buildings thrown together like discarded trash on a city streetwalk. Her heart stopped again. She
didn't want to go there, not after seeing the results of Jupiter's tragic death. There was something
much more devastating in that pile of rubbish. She went there anyway.
Her love lay in the ruins, in the form of Tuxedo Kamen. The blood on his face was as red
as the inside of his cloak. There was no life in his cheeks. Beside him, a figure held out her hand
and whispered, "Sailor Moon..." Mars, fatally wounded, stumbled out of the small prison of the
buildings and landed on the ground. Her friend was fast to her aid and temporarily forgot her
dead lover.
"Mars, get up!," Sailor Moon almost screamed as she could feel her friend's heartbeat
stopping and fading. "You can't die on me!"
The fire senshi smiled as she gave Sailor Moon a look of assurance, but started coughing.
Her breath was now starting to come out in wheezes now. Mars knew she was going to die, but
she wasn't afraid. She did not want her princess to be afraid either. Yet, there was a giant pain
that seized her heart, and all of a sudden, the senshi of Mars was dead. Her friend beside her shed
her second batch of tears. Her friends were dying, and there was nothing she could do to stop it.
During the battle with Netherina, the senshi had been weak, but still had not given up. It
was almost finished, and the villain was seriously considering the choice that Sailor Moon had
put before her. Then, it happened. A great force shook the Earth, causing the sailor senshi to fall
back. There were screams everywhere coming from outside, as the dimension they were in was
disappearing and slowly breaking apart.
It was a horrible sight to behold. There was not a single building left standing, and the
city was set in flames. In the middle of the horrible mess, a single figure radiated in gold stood.
Sailor Moon's and the woman's eyes both met, and the senshi felt herself becoming weaker and
weaker. The other senshi protectors had noticed, and were rushing to her aide. Yet, a barrier
stood between them, and Sailor Moon could only get worse before her senshi's eyes. She
collapsed very soon afterwards, and felt to the point that she could die right there.
"Your starseeds," she heard a voice say as it slowly came forward. "I have come for
them." Sailor Moon could not even raise her head to see the woman coming towards her.
Then a shadow stood in front of her and shouted back to the stranger with a growl, "Do
not step any closer!" It was distinctly the voice of Uranus, set in a fighting stance in front of her
princess. She was joined by more shadows, each also in a attacking position.
A chuckle followed from the other side. "You can not stand in my way."
Sailor Moon could hear a blood-hurling scream following. The senshi rose her head to
see the woman holding a shiny crystal in her hand with a radiant glow, and Uranus holding a
lifeless body. "This is a starseed!," the woman proclaimed to make her point.
Uranus held her lover in her arms, and released tears for the fallen one in her arms. The
aqua-haired beauty was disappearing, and in a shower of sparks she was gone. That's when the
senshi had no choice but to run. Sailor Moon was helped up by two hands, and thrust onto a
strong back. She blacked out as the person ran to escape certain death.
*****
The sounds of a television rang in Minako's ears as she flipped through channels. It was a
restless night for the blond-haired girl, and whatever she did, she could not find sleep. Now, she
sat on the big leather sofa in the living room trying to find a good late night show. There was no
such luck.
Minako sighed and turned the TV off. She sank into the soft cushions and stared out the
large window to see the night sky. In the pitch blackness and from her position, she could only
make out a few bright stars. There was an ache in her heart when she had to remind herself that
Earth, or Venus, or even the moon, wasn't one of them. All had been destroyed when they had
left.
Upon the coffee table were a few of Ami's books lying in a pile. Minako didn't think she
could sink this low to reading one of her friend's algebra books, but the boredom was driving her
crazy. Her hand picked up the first one sitting on the stack titled, "Algebra in the World Today".
She flipped it open to the first page and started the grueling process of reading it.
Twenty minutes went by before she had an excuse to drop the book. Their was a scream
coming from the hall, and harsh cries followed. Minako rose from the couch and raced to Usagi's
room, where the girl was thrashing wildly in her covers.
Minako gripped Usagi's shoulders quickly, and gently but firmly shook her. It was a few
minutes before blue eyes met hers. "Usagi, are you okay!," Minako asked, very worried.
Usagi slowly nodded, but tightly hugged her friend like a frightened child. Her sobs came
back, and all Minako could do was hold her and wait until her princess settled down.
"They died...," Usagi constantly babbled silently. "They died and there was nothing I
could do about it."
"It wasn't your fault," Minako silently answered back.
"But, if I hadn't escaped..."
Minako slowly released Usagi and stared at her from the other side of the bed. "It was
Jupiter who helped you escape. You were too weak to run."
"And yet she died," Usagi said harshly and turned her head to the side away from
Minako's eyes. "Jupiter, Neptune, Mars, all dead! And...Mamo-chan..." She said the last word
slowly and sadly, and shifted her body to stare down at the floor. "If I had fought back, Crystal
Tokyo would exist, Chibiusa would exist, and we wouldn't be stuck here on this alien planet!
Everything would have been perfect again..."
Minako was silent as she let Usagi's words seep through. The only thing left to do was
leave her princess to her thoughts and try to let her drift back to sleep. She rose up from her spot
on the bed and left the bedroom. For another hour, all she did was continue reading Ami's
algebra book.
***
In the pitch black halls of the Kinmokian palace, two shadowy figures silently tiptoed
in the dark of the night. They made much effort in making little noise as their boots clattered on
the marble tiles, and shifted into the shadows whenever a flicker of light dared to come upon
them. It was very soon that they came to their destination, and a small flame emerged from the
hand of the tallest figure, showing her distinct features.
Sailor Starmaker handed the small lamp to her comrade beside her, and fumbled around
in the pocket of her black coat for something. The night was just a little bit chilly. Maker finally
held out a small, silver key with intricate carvings. Placing it into the keyhole of a large door and
turning it in a complex pattern, it slowly creaked open before the two.
Maker quietly walked in as her friend, Sailor Starfighter, guarded the entrance with her
hand placed over the light of the tiny flame. She placed her gloved hands upon the wall to feel
around before her pupils adjusted, and then began searching for the object of desire. A few more
steps forward she walked, and then her hands went down to a small box sitting on a small table.
It opened with just a little push of Maker's fingers, and she knelt down to see more clearly.
The contents of the box were sterling silver keys on long, slender chains, encased in the
red silk of the case. In the small amount of light from the candle, they shined with intense
brightness that Maker had to temporarily look away. These keys were filled with strong magic,
the art of disguise, which had taken skillful wizards years to just fabricate one. She felt a stab of
guilt as she tenderly picked up three of the keys and placed them into the pocket. Then, she
closed the box as if no one had been there, and crept back out again. Fighter met her and softly
closed the door, then snuffed the candle into complete darkness, and together the two walked
back to their rooms to sleep for the rest of the night.
earlier chapters too, I don't own Sailor Moon.*
A Change in Plans: Chapter Two
The blond shivered in her covers, though the room in which she resided was surprisingly
warm. The pale light from a Kinmokian moon shone on her small and delicate face. It reflected
the small glint of freshly sown tears. Two hands seized the covers in a struggle of power, almost
as if the bed itself was an enemy. Yet, to the girl, she did not know what mattered. To her, the
dream was nothing but real.
Sailor Moon stood in the middle of a large battlefield. The sky was red like the blood that
streaked the once green grass and the blue water. Millions of people lay lifeless upon the ground,
some with eyes open that still depicted their last moments of terror. Their hearts were ripped out
of their very own bodies, and were lain beside the fallen. If the woman warrior had not been so
strong, she would have blanched at the sight. Instead, she trudged onward, like her feet were
leading her to something important.
Ahead of her, in the very distance, a small flicker of movement caught Sailor Moon's
attention. With all the strength left inside her, she began to run faster and faster. The aura around
it was drawing her in; it familiarity so strong. She stopped a few feet away in protest to her dream
body, but the memory had to be relived. Sailor Moon came closer, and knelt down to cry. The
same tears that flowed from the time she had lived it came back in much greater force inside her
dream world.
A great friend of hers, a noble warrior, lay sewn upon the battlefield. Never again would
this brown-haired, green-eyed senshi rise again from her final resting place. Sailor Jupiter, much
to her princess' relief, seemed have been granted a last wish of peace. Her eyes were tenderly
shut, and her mouth was curved upward regardless of the pain she must have felt. Sailor Moon
touched her friend's cheek in a sign of parting, and left her comrade. There was nothing left to do
but walk on.
More uneasy moment swept by as the moon senshi passed more bodies. Around her as
well, the once great city of Tokyo had crumpled into a million ashes. No great earthquake could
come close to the great damage displayed. Then she heard a moan, coming from two large
buildings thrown together like discarded trash on a city streetwalk. Her heart stopped again. She
didn't want to go there, not after seeing the results of Jupiter's tragic death. There was something
much more devastating in that pile of rubbish. She went there anyway.
Her love lay in the ruins, in the form of Tuxedo Kamen. The blood on his face was as red
as the inside of his cloak. There was no life in his cheeks. Beside him, a figure held out her hand
and whispered, "Sailor Moon..." Mars, fatally wounded, stumbled out of the small prison of the
buildings and landed on the ground. Her friend was fast to her aid and temporarily forgot her
dead lover.
"Mars, get up!," Sailor Moon almost screamed as she could feel her friend's heartbeat
stopping and fading. "You can't die on me!"
The fire senshi smiled as she gave Sailor Moon a look of assurance, but started coughing.
Her breath was now starting to come out in wheezes now. Mars knew she was going to die, but
she wasn't afraid. She did not want her princess to be afraid either. Yet, there was a giant pain
that seized her heart, and all of a sudden, the senshi of Mars was dead. Her friend beside her shed
her second batch of tears. Her friends were dying, and there was nothing she could do to stop it.
During the battle with Netherina, the senshi had been weak, but still had not given up. It
was almost finished, and the villain was seriously considering the choice that Sailor Moon had
put before her. Then, it happened. A great force shook the Earth, causing the sailor senshi to fall
back. There were screams everywhere coming from outside, as the dimension they were in was
disappearing and slowly breaking apart.
It was a horrible sight to behold. There was not a single building left standing, and the
city was set in flames. In the middle of the horrible mess, a single figure radiated in gold stood.
Sailor Moon's and the woman's eyes both met, and the senshi felt herself becoming weaker and
weaker. The other senshi protectors had noticed, and were rushing to her aide. Yet, a barrier
stood between them, and Sailor Moon could only get worse before her senshi's eyes. She
collapsed very soon afterwards, and felt to the point that she could die right there.
"Your starseeds," she heard a voice say as it slowly came forward. "I have come for
them." Sailor Moon could not even raise her head to see the woman coming towards her.
Then a shadow stood in front of her and shouted back to the stranger with a growl, "Do
not step any closer!" It was distinctly the voice of Uranus, set in a fighting stance in front of her
princess. She was joined by more shadows, each also in a attacking position.
A chuckle followed from the other side. "You can not stand in my way."
Sailor Moon could hear a blood-hurling scream following. The senshi rose her head to
see the woman holding a shiny crystal in her hand with a radiant glow, and Uranus holding a
lifeless body. "This is a starseed!," the woman proclaimed to make her point.
Uranus held her lover in her arms, and released tears for the fallen one in her arms. The
aqua-haired beauty was disappearing, and in a shower of sparks she was gone. That's when the
senshi had no choice but to run. Sailor Moon was helped up by two hands, and thrust onto a
strong back. She blacked out as the person ran to escape certain death.
*****
The sounds of a television rang in Minako's ears as she flipped through channels. It was a
restless night for the blond-haired girl, and whatever she did, she could not find sleep. Now, she
sat on the big leather sofa in the living room trying to find a good late night show. There was no
such luck.
Minako sighed and turned the TV off. She sank into the soft cushions and stared out the
large window to see the night sky. In the pitch blackness and from her position, she could only
make out a few bright stars. There was an ache in her heart when she had to remind herself that
Earth, or Venus, or even the moon, wasn't one of them. All had been destroyed when they had
left.
Upon the coffee table were a few of Ami's books lying in a pile. Minako didn't think she
could sink this low to reading one of her friend's algebra books, but the boredom was driving her
crazy. Her hand picked up the first one sitting on the stack titled, "Algebra in the World Today".
She flipped it open to the first page and started the grueling process of reading it.
Twenty minutes went by before she had an excuse to drop the book. Their was a scream
coming from the hall, and harsh cries followed. Minako rose from the couch and raced to Usagi's
room, where the girl was thrashing wildly in her covers.
Minako gripped Usagi's shoulders quickly, and gently but firmly shook her. It was a few
minutes before blue eyes met hers. "Usagi, are you okay!," Minako asked, very worried.
Usagi slowly nodded, but tightly hugged her friend like a frightened child. Her sobs came
back, and all Minako could do was hold her and wait until her princess settled down.
"They died...," Usagi constantly babbled silently. "They died and there was nothing I
could do about it."
"It wasn't your fault," Minako silently answered back.
"But, if I hadn't escaped..."
Minako slowly released Usagi and stared at her from the other side of the bed. "It was
Jupiter who helped you escape. You were too weak to run."
"And yet she died," Usagi said harshly and turned her head to the side away from
Minako's eyes. "Jupiter, Neptune, Mars, all dead! And...Mamo-chan..." She said the last word
slowly and sadly, and shifted her body to stare down at the floor. "If I had fought back, Crystal
Tokyo would exist, Chibiusa would exist, and we wouldn't be stuck here on this alien planet!
Everything would have been perfect again..."
Minako was silent as she let Usagi's words seep through. The only thing left to do was
leave her princess to her thoughts and try to let her drift back to sleep. She rose up from her spot
on the bed and left the bedroom. For another hour, all she did was continue reading Ami's
algebra book.
***
In the pitch black halls of the Kinmokian palace, two shadowy figures silently tiptoed
in the dark of the night. They made much effort in making little noise as their boots clattered on
the marble tiles, and shifted into the shadows whenever a flicker of light dared to come upon
them. It was very soon that they came to their destination, and a small flame emerged from the
hand of the tallest figure, showing her distinct features.
Sailor Starmaker handed the small lamp to her comrade beside her, and fumbled around
in the pocket of her black coat for something. The night was just a little bit chilly. Maker finally
held out a small, silver key with intricate carvings. Placing it into the keyhole of a large door and
turning it in a complex pattern, it slowly creaked open before the two.
Maker quietly walked in as her friend, Sailor Starfighter, guarded the entrance with her
hand placed over the light of the tiny flame. She placed her gloved hands upon the wall to feel
around before her pupils adjusted, and then began searching for the object of desire. A few more
steps forward she walked, and then her hands went down to a small box sitting on a small table.
It opened with just a little push of Maker's fingers, and she knelt down to see more clearly.
The contents of the box were sterling silver keys on long, slender chains, encased in the
red silk of the case. In the small amount of light from the candle, they shined with intense
brightness that Maker had to temporarily look away. These keys were filled with strong magic,
the art of disguise, which had taken skillful wizards years to just fabricate one. She felt a stab of
guilt as she tenderly picked up three of the keys and placed them into the pocket. Then, she
closed the box as if no one had been there, and crept back out again. Fighter met her and softly
closed the door, then snuffed the candle into complete darkness, and together the two walked
back to their rooms to sleep for the rest of the night.