All right people, this is my first actual Sm/LotR crossover so be gentle. I write this because the concept has been in my mind for a while now and it's starting to drive me insane. I just can't stand it any more.
Hope you enjoy!!!
P.s. NOTHING belongs to me, except the idea, and if you didn't know that already.... Let's just say I pity you.
Prologue- Despair and Hope
Nothing. Absolutely nothing. This white place. No sound. No breeze. Nothing. Unless... you knew where to look.
A large, majestic door stood amidst the nothing. Bright colorful symbols decorating its edges. Power radiating from the object in waves. In front of the double doors stood a tall regal woman, a key shaped staff at her side, the garnet orb in the center glowing faintly. The deep set of burgundy eyes spoke volumes on age and wisdom, but there was more, so much more. The woman's face was set emotionless, her stance rigid, but her eyes... oh yes, her eyes, betrayed her.
A dull cast shone over them, moisture building. It was her fault. All her fault. Her princess was in pain because of her. Her fellow Senshi and the Prince dead because of her. If only she hadn't strayed from her post. If only she hadn't left. Her entire life she wished for something more. To be free to walk amongst the people she watched over. But no. It was not to be. She had a duty, to guard the gates, and she failed.
She left her post, wanting to walk though the forest. To enjoy it's splendors and beauty, without the world being in peril. She was only gone for a few minutes, but it proved enough. An evil from a small, but significant, dimension had found a way to travel though the worlds.
The water in her sad eyes was at last too much to hold and began to slip down her smooth, tanned cheeks. All the while her appearance remained stoic.
They had no time. No warning. Killed still in their beds. The Princess had been completely devastated. She blamed herself for not dieing with them, not being able to protect them. She blamed herself for not being asleep as well, for taking that midnight stroll through the park.
The lone woman thought back to that night. It seemed so long ago, and yet not so. For time held no meaning in this dimension of emptiness.
The future queen had clutched her heart in agony dropping to her knees. She felt them. Their quick rush of horror had been like her own. Nine hearts were beating proud and strong within her own, then only one. She remember the look of utter pain and helplessness on the beloved child's face as she silently screamed her anguish; and only in the solace of her apartment did she allow herself the comfort of tears.
The woman looked on sadly as her princess slowly died inside with each passing day. Sure she continued on like nothing happened, and to the world nothing did. As an apology the Time Guardian placed a type of memory loss spell on the entire planet, as well as took care of the bodies and overall 'mess,' so her majesty wouldn't have to deal with the added torture.
Now the princess was losing that one battle. One of the greatest she had ever and would ever fight. The battle against her very destiny. Why continue on a path when all it brings is heartache? In the past she had been willing on maintaining her course, but then she had them to encourage her, to remind her. Now she had no one, not even her two feline advisors for they too were killed that fateful night. Even she did not know where they were.
The Guardian had watched as the timelines rearranged themselves, futures rewritten. How she wished she could comfort her little princess, but she dared not leave her post again, no... not ever again.
Finally she could take it no more and the key staff fell from her hand, hitting the 'floor' with a deafening 'clang,' the sound echoing. She dropped to her knees, burying her face into her gloved hands, and sobbed uncontrollably, shaking her head in guilt.
"Take heart, old friend. It's not as bad as it would seem."
The soft voice drifted into the consciousness of the weeping woman. A voice she knew, admired, respected, trusted. A warm, elegant pale hand fell on her shoulder in comfort, but the Guardian refused to take solace. She shook her head in misery.
"How can you say, Queen Serenity?" she whispered softly. "You know what I did."
"Indeed I do."
The queen's wise silver eyes glistened with her own tears and she lightly squeezed the other woman's shoulder, a signal for her to stand. Soon the dark green, almost black, haired woman was once again standing, ivory colored staff at her side once more, face cast down.
"Do not blame yourself for this tragedy, Pluto. It was meant to happen. Fate deemed it so."
Pluto looked up at the silver haired Moon Queen.
"Why?"
One word demanding an explanation for so much. Isn't that always the case?
Serenity waved her hand and a portal appeared.
The young princess was sitting on a wooden chair, placed in front of a window, knees pulled up to her chin as she watched the rain pelt against the glass with dull, lifeless azure eyes.
The Queen closed her eyes in sadness and a few tears trickled down her porcelain cheeks.
"I fear my daughter is being tested yet again. Only this time she does not have the Senshi nor Earth Prince or even Luna and Artemis by her side."
Serenity continued to watch her daughter stare ahead at the wet world. Looking, but not seeing.
"Yet there is still hope," she continued, then turned towards Pluto. "You must send her to a world called Middle-Earth. She will be needed, and it is there that she must begin anew. There she must learn her place in the Universe. Only then will she have the power to bring back what she lost."
Pluto nodded her head in understanding.
"Now go. The new enemy will soon join with Middle-Earth's evil and that world's warriors alone stand no chance against such a force. I will guard the Gates until your return. Be swift Sailor Pluto. There is not a moment to loose."
With a bow, Pluto disappeared in a flash of light. Hope once more filling her heart.
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So??? You MUST review and tell me what you think.
I need opinions! Should Darien/Endymion be allowed to return to life later, or should I have Serena fall for someone in the LotR world and him remain dead? How should I make Serena? Should she be an emotional wreak, her original klutzy self, 'princessy', or maybe a mixture of all those? What? You MUST tell me!!!
I shall 'see' you again in the next chapter. Which, I will admit, might be a while.
Hope you enjoy!!!
P.s. NOTHING belongs to me, except the idea, and if you didn't know that already.... Let's just say I pity you.
Prologue- Despair and Hope
Nothing. Absolutely nothing. This white place. No sound. No breeze. Nothing. Unless... you knew where to look.
A large, majestic door stood amidst the nothing. Bright colorful symbols decorating its edges. Power radiating from the object in waves. In front of the double doors stood a tall regal woman, a key shaped staff at her side, the garnet orb in the center glowing faintly. The deep set of burgundy eyes spoke volumes on age and wisdom, but there was more, so much more. The woman's face was set emotionless, her stance rigid, but her eyes... oh yes, her eyes, betrayed her.
A dull cast shone over them, moisture building. It was her fault. All her fault. Her princess was in pain because of her. Her fellow Senshi and the Prince dead because of her. If only she hadn't strayed from her post. If only she hadn't left. Her entire life she wished for something more. To be free to walk amongst the people she watched over. But no. It was not to be. She had a duty, to guard the gates, and she failed.
She left her post, wanting to walk though the forest. To enjoy it's splendors and beauty, without the world being in peril. She was only gone for a few minutes, but it proved enough. An evil from a small, but significant, dimension had found a way to travel though the worlds.
The water in her sad eyes was at last too much to hold and began to slip down her smooth, tanned cheeks. All the while her appearance remained stoic.
They had no time. No warning. Killed still in their beds. The Princess had been completely devastated. She blamed herself for not dieing with them, not being able to protect them. She blamed herself for not being asleep as well, for taking that midnight stroll through the park.
The lone woman thought back to that night. It seemed so long ago, and yet not so. For time held no meaning in this dimension of emptiness.
The future queen had clutched her heart in agony dropping to her knees. She felt them. Their quick rush of horror had been like her own. Nine hearts were beating proud and strong within her own, then only one. She remember the look of utter pain and helplessness on the beloved child's face as she silently screamed her anguish; and only in the solace of her apartment did she allow herself the comfort of tears.
The woman looked on sadly as her princess slowly died inside with each passing day. Sure she continued on like nothing happened, and to the world nothing did. As an apology the Time Guardian placed a type of memory loss spell on the entire planet, as well as took care of the bodies and overall 'mess,' so her majesty wouldn't have to deal with the added torture.
Now the princess was losing that one battle. One of the greatest she had ever and would ever fight. The battle against her very destiny. Why continue on a path when all it brings is heartache? In the past she had been willing on maintaining her course, but then she had them to encourage her, to remind her. Now she had no one, not even her two feline advisors for they too were killed that fateful night. Even she did not know where they were.
The Guardian had watched as the timelines rearranged themselves, futures rewritten. How she wished she could comfort her little princess, but she dared not leave her post again, no... not ever again.
Finally she could take it no more and the key staff fell from her hand, hitting the 'floor' with a deafening 'clang,' the sound echoing. She dropped to her knees, burying her face into her gloved hands, and sobbed uncontrollably, shaking her head in guilt.
"Take heart, old friend. It's not as bad as it would seem."
The soft voice drifted into the consciousness of the weeping woman. A voice she knew, admired, respected, trusted. A warm, elegant pale hand fell on her shoulder in comfort, but the Guardian refused to take solace. She shook her head in misery.
"How can you say, Queen Serenity?" she whispered softly. "You know what I did."
"Indeed I do."
The queen's wise silver eyes glistened with her own tears and she lightly squeezed the other woman's shoulder, a signal for her to stand. Soon the dark green, almost black, haired woman was once again standing, ivory colored staff at her side once more, face cast down.
"Do not blame yourself for this tragedy, Pluto. It was meant to happen. Fate deemed it so."
Pluto looked up at the silver haired Moon Queen.
"Why?"
One word demanding an explanation for so much. Isn't that always the case?
Serenity waved her hand and a portal appeared.
The young princess was sitting on a wooden chair, placed in front of a window, knees pulled up to her chin as she watched the rain pelt against the glass with dull, lifeless azure eyes.
The Queen closed her eyes in sadness and a few tears trickled down her porcelain cheeks.
"I fear my daughter is being tested yet again. Only this time she does not have the Senshi nor Earth Prince or even Luna and Artemis by her side."
Serenity continued to watch her daughter stare ahead at the wet world. Looking, but not seeing.
"Yet there is still hope," she continued, then turned towards Pluto. "You must send her to a world called Middle-Earth. She will be needed, and it is there that she must begin anew. There she must learn her place in the Universe. Only then will she have the power to bring back what she lost."
Pluto nodded her head in understanding.
"Now go. The new enemy will soon join with Middle-Earth's evil and that world's warriors alone stand no chance against such a force. I will guard the Gates until your return. Be swift Sailor Pluto. There is not a moment to loose."
With a bow, Pluto disappeared in a flash of light. Hope once more filling her heart.
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So??? You MUST review and tell me what you think.
I need opinions! Should Darien/Endymion be allowed to return to life later, or should I have Serena fall for someone in the LotR world and him remain dead? How should I make Serena? Should she be an emotional wreak, her original klutzy self, 'princessy', or maybe a mixture of all those? What? You MUST tell me!!!
I shall 'see' you again in the next chapter. Which, I will admit, might be a while.