Of Sunrays and Moonbeams
A Sailor Moon/Lord of the Rings fic
Author: Celestial DreamBlaze
A long time past
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Sorry I took so long^^ I know I said it would be about a week more, and I'm sorry, family problems at home. It's not so much as bad, its just plain weird and screwed up. ^^..
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The Real Ending, or should I say continuation, for all you optimistic readers^^
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It had been months since Ren's disappearance.
Mother is deteriorating and even I cannot help her, she had already lost two of the most important people of her life and it is too much.
She managed when father died, because we were both here, but with Ren gone, the loneliness is too much to bear, even I know that.
I cannot help but wonder also; my mother was known for her ability to foresee things that would soon come. Did she sense Ren's impending disappearance? If so, I am a terrible son for me not to notice a thing like that.
I stay by my mother's side, knowing she will die, but not willing to let her live the end of her days alone.
I can see her sometimes, looking at me the way she used to, but it is too little to make a difference.
Gondor is managing, the nobles are handling things while mother is still in mourning, but things are not looking up. It seems that the kingdom is losing its grandeur, all because their princess is missing.
If I didn't know any better, it seemed Middle Earth, too, mourned, but I know it is just my saddened mind, that makes the world look bleak.
Little did he know, Aragorn was wrong, the earth was hurting for the missing child of light, and in this vulnerability, the darkness attacks, silently.
The Prince of Gondor, he thought bitterly. People were now looking to him, seeing that his mother was not faring better; in fact she got worse, she had passed in her sleep, half a year since his sister's leave. They took to him as their new leader.
He could not handle the weight of royalty, his mother's death, and his sister's disappearance to which he had not yet gotten over.
~~Flashback~~
"Love."
Aragorn looks up at the nickname his mother always called Seren and him.
"Yes, mother?"
Gilraen looked up at her son, he looked nothing like Isildur Elendil, their ancestor of Minas Ithil. The soon to be ruler of Gondor, she knew she was fading and had no strength to stand; yet she called to her son, wishing to say a proper goodbye.
"Love," she repeated again, her eyes starting to tear, "I'm sorry, but I'll have to leave you soon."
Aragorn merely nods, a rock suddenly stuck in his throat, not being able to speak.
Her eyes look at her son, she was so proud of him.
"Know that I, along with your father, and your sister, wherever she is," the last words she faltered at, the pain of her leaving still strong, "will always love you and be in your heart and soul."
Aragorn looked at his mother, he would be selfish to ask her to live, for him, so he wouldn't be alone. But he couldn't, not with his mother suffering so greatly, not when her strength to live had gone, and not because it was on a selfish whim such as his.
Aragorn kissed his mother's arm.
Gilraen gazed at her son with a loving look on her face, knowing she had the honor of raising him and loving him.
Giving him the look of a proud mother, she closed her eyes and drew her last breath.
A last thought came to her mind.
'You will be a great king one day.'
That she knew of.
Aragorn closed his eyes, tenderness and sorrow ached in his heart, a tear fell, 'sleep well mother.'
~~End Flashback~~
Aragorn became a lost soul, not knowing his identity, now that all he loved dear was gone from his grasp.
After much stress and grief, the prince ran away and slipped into the dark night out of the borders of Gondor.
Though he was hesitant, he rode through the night, remembering the scroll that burned like a flame on his side; it would be breaking his code. He was to help and not let people suffer, but remembering the demands Gondor gave him and the pressure that amounted him, he continued on.
'I'm sorry Ren.'
Over the years, he became wise and knew of many things any lesser men would not or never know. He traveled to the secret corners of the west and travels over to the dark mountains of the north.
Aragorn rode, crossing countries, kingdoms, villages, woodlands, towns, outskirts of old civilizations, barren wasteland, almost all areas of Middle Earth. Never stopping, never finishing the unnamed quest. Seeking answers to life and knowledge to the future.
Wishing to keep his heritage a secret, he called himself Strider, a ranger from the fading north.
Chief of the Dunedain in this north, man of the West.
His expeditions and deeds earned him more names.
Along his journey, he learned of things important and old.
He met people of different stature, making friends with a few.
As time passed his heart hardened, only able to see through and know the real him if one worked through the walls that guarded the vessel of his soul.
He rode on, searching for salvation and freedom, he stumbled upon the beautiful ancient Elven-community that is Rivendell.
Not many knew of its whereabouts and used to think of it as Olden-lore for its mysterious location.
He goes in, welcomed for his stature, and met Elrond, Elven-lord of Imladris, otherwise known as Rivendell.
The highly revered elf that fought in the dark battles all those years ago, and the father of the sons who fought with his father before his demise.
Aragorn, who had been in the presence of the elves of Rivendell for many decades, and often resided in the house of Elrond, used to be wary of Elves; the betrayal of Setsuna still scarred him to this day. Even if it was just she, it was still hard to trust the Elves of Rivendell; they had many secrets and could keep them easily.
Aragorn gazed at the tranquil beauty of Rivendell's mystic rivers. It gave him a sense of peace and calm whenever trouble and sorrow entered his mind.
He briefly wonders about Haruka and Michiru, they stayed with him all through his life in Gondor but he knew they had known about Seren's disappearance. Their eyes gave it away; they always held saddened looks whenever they would be reminded of Seren's absence. The two would give each other secretive glances of worry and longing along with the knowledge of why she disappeared, he could tell. They never spoke of it or even gave clue that they knew what happened.
They helped him rule in his short period of reigning before he ran away.
He supposed they left, now that nothing held them back at Gondor. Now, more than ever, he knew that the three elves had come to Gondor because of his sister.
Such is the way of Rivendell, that soon he loosens up and began to trust the Elves of Imladris. His heart lightened towards the creatures that dwelt there, the elves were caring and courteous beings and did not question or meddle with the pain Aragorn felt.
Only a few have, but one affected him more than any could. Lady Arwen Undomiel, daughter of Elrond.
He met Arwen on one of his better days; the day he was told that he'd age slower than most men.
It gave him hope in finding himself.
Singing the song of Lay of Luthien, he was at the verse where Luthien and Beren met. Right before his eyes laid Luthien, and if it were not the legendary Elven-maiden, she was such a likeness to her that she came close.
That day he found where her origins lay, and how astonished he was on how Elrond, her father, and brothers could hide such a treasure as she.
Arwen resided in the land of her mother's kin, in far Lothlorien; she would occasionally visit her father and had been many a years since she last came.
The Elven-maiden struck a light in his soul and helped to complete his heart, but there was still that gaping hole left.
He knew he loved her, but feared for his heart.
It was already shattered, and he, the hardened Strider, was scared to put it in the hands of an elf. Fearing his heart would be taken and hurt, like how Seren was taken away by an elf and the effect it gave him.
Arwen did none of that, but pledged her love to him, he silently agreed with her, and Arwen never questioned his silent vows.
She waited for the day he'd say them aloud.
Arwen watched Aragorn stare at the water; he was in one of his depressions again. A subject she has never found out or was told of.
Like all Elves, Arwen possessed the gift of wisdom and knowledge. She was not negligent to know that his pain hurt him greatly and would harm him more if spoken.
She remembers seeing him that first day: tired and weary the ranger looked in awe of the beauty of Rivendell. The elves knew he was the heir to Gondor, yet they did not speak of why he was not ruling his kingdom. By the command of Elrond, none had spoken of his heritage outside the walls of Imladris.
The next day she met him, this time cheery and with a twinkle in his eyes that, until now, believed only elves could possess.
She wished she could heal his heart, his soul in much torment, she wished she could help bear the pain.
It was funny, to love a human, when much elves disliked humans for their destructive ways. The elves also felt that they were superior to men, their ancient race prosperous while the race of men seemed full of greed and evil.
Aragorn and Arwen both held a love for riding, there were many times they'd race throughout the woods and clearings nearby Rivendell. Many in which she won all competition. The wind on your face was like a caress of freedom, no restraints to hold you back and do nothing but ride.
Despite their differences, she fell in love with his soul. It was passionate, caring, and righteous. He was always doing good and never harmed an innocent soul to any creature.
It helped that he was the most handsome creature she had ever seen: Dark brown hair, expressive brown eyes: that although held pain, looked like a beautiful well that deepened to the depths of his soul, a lean, going towards muscular, tanned body. He was like a knight in the days of old; noble, always learning, moving, and doing good.
There were many times she'd wonder what had happened to hurt his soul, yet she never pried, not wishing to push him away and cause more pain of buried memories.
In the mean time, Aragorn learned much of the elves, things he had not learned from his previous instructors. He marveled at their healing magic and their connection with Earth.
But today, today was a day of mourning. The month his life had seemed to die.
Arwen sat at his side, "Are you all right," speaking in her elvish tongue Aragorn replied in the same way, "fine, just thinking of memories."
"Will you ever speak of it," she questioned softly, not pushing but wishing to know.
Pain struck his eyes as he thinks, "I don't know, it hurts to even think it much less voice it out loud."
Arwen believed him; looking straight into each other's eyes, they feel the emotions reflecting through them. Arwen would hold sadness and sorrow for the pain she wished to take away, and Aragorn held misery and despair along with gratitude for her love.
She embraced him as one would to keep someone warm and safe. Aragorn cherished the embrace, the only feeling that reassured his heart of the loneliness that encompassed his soul.
When Aragorn, or Estel, as Elrond had named him, left his depression, other more pressing matters came to mind.
He had just gotten back from an expedition in the east, tracking a creature by the name of Gollum. Finding his friend, Gandalf the grey, he tells him of the matters.
The news had been grave; the things Gollum had said did not bode well with the free folk of Modern Earth. It explained why many were fleeing to the west, off of Middle Earth.
Thinking of the people of Rivendell, Aragorn thought of Elrond.
The Elf-lord was like a father to him. He took him in when he was lost and taught him the ways of Old, learning of his ancestors and the kings before him.
Elrond respected him like one would an equal. He would not look down on Aragorn for his human stature.
Along with Elrond, his two sons, Elladan and Elrohir, treated him like a brother. The way he felt for them too. He'd often go out with them and roam Middle Earth, looking around, searching for darkness, in hopes to demolish it before it got out of hand. The two did not hesitate to allow Aragorn to follow, it would be like journeying with Arathorn, Aragorn's father, but this time, they would not allow him to die.
Aragorn sought Elrond's, his foster father, council; he wished to know what was the right thing to do and how to go about it.
The future did not look bright. The One had risen again and its master wanted to get it back.
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Four and Seventy years
She had been gone for seventy-four years. Were she a normal human, she would have been at the ripe old wrinkly skin age of eighty-eight, but she being a senshi, aged slower than that of mere mortals and looked only to be twenty-one.
Usagi sighed, she had longed to go home, but as always, it seemed, destiny (the person destiny or having to do them destiny? I dunno) had always screwed it up for her.
She was a princess of this human-infected planet. A princess of the moon who died a thousand years ago, who was supposedly meant to be reborn in the future only to be reborn way past the past (did ya get it?). Was she always going to be a form of royalty?
The differences to her so-called destiny, Usagi reflected, as she looked at her complexion, was that she was not the Neo-Queen of Crystal Tokyo. For a while, she had been serving the throne alone, but then she had given the title up to the true royal of Earth and his wife. Neo King Endymion, Mamoru, rose to the throne graciously with his fiery wife Rei. They ruled as Usagi had ruled. Justly.
Her two best friends were, Mamoru, their daughter, and her goddaughter, who they named after her, was Chibi-Usa. The little spore that messed up Usagi's head by thinking it was hers and Mamoru's child. She was grateful, she never loved Mamoru, only as a best friend, he even came close to a brother, but then again no one could replace Aragorn.
Instead of being Neo-Queen, she became peace advisor between races. As it turned out, she had a knack to calm people down and see the good. Usually, she, or her possessions, were the reason there were wars in the first place.
Sitting on the fountains of the royal gardens, Usagi looked up from the water to gaze at her goddaughter, Chibi-Usa, playing along with her daughter, yes, her daughter, Hotaru.
After the last battle with Chaos, Hotaru did not appear again as the other senshi had done. This had greatly saddened the Outer Senshi and her, for they, after getting over wanting to kill her, grew fond of the firefly. Then, just as she prepared to go home, she became 'miraculously' pregnant. To their great surprise, and even Pluto's, Hotaru was born. Realizing she couldn't leave now, Usagi stayed, for Hotaru.
Hotaru gazed at her mother, the two were nothing alike, people would never have guessed they were related unless told otherwise. Hotaru had ebony night hair that glinted purple, where as Usagi had the same sun blonde hair with silver streaks of moon silver. Hotaru's eyes were a deep mysterious violet color that changed to black or lavender while Usagi's deep navy colored eyes with flecks of silver and sapphire. Their complexions were polar opposites, pale and tan, skinny and toned. Dark and light.
The two had similarities forged through blood, like Usa's middle-earthen mother, Gilraen, they had the ability to foresee of things yet to come, both had healing abilities, with Hotaru's being more natural with the powers of Saturn connected to her, they also had an understanding of things around them, knowing right and wrong, good and evil. Both pure hearted beings.
Hotaru's brow creased; lately she had been given feelings of something to come, something terrible, something to do with her mother.
Something that did not include her.
She had always had the feeling that there was a secret to Usagi. She remembered all of her past lives to her current one, and never had she felt that Usagi, her mother, belonged to this place.
She always fantasized, even before she was her mother, that her mother belonged to a fairy-tale of magic and good, a place so unreal, so unlike the lives they lived, but then that was a dream, it couldn't be true.
But why did she feel her dream said otherwise?
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Dark. It was black everywhere. The flames of evil burned and scorched her. Running across the halls of open fire, Usagi sought freedom for light. She ran through the halls, as an unseeing foe chased her, the black flames licked like ice and scorched her like flames. The blackness was closing in, at one desperate attempt she enters a room that exuded evil, engulfed by a raging inferno. There, in the center of the room, held by a great dais, is a golden ring.
A ring of fire and power.
She walked up to it, transfixed at its beauty in such a sinister place. Unharmed, the untarnished ring gleamed with a unique smoothness that called out to her. She touched the ring, forgetting the evil that surrounded her. She screamed, images of pain, death, famine, darkness, fear, invades her thoughts that of a hundred times stronger than the room.
A dark creature, taller than she, encompassed her vision; he stretches its bloodied and charred hands toward her and grabs the ring. As he does so, the pain intensifies as the dark figures power swell to newer and evil heights. Just as it was getting unbearable, Usagi woke up.
Gasping, beads of sweat drip down her face, as Usagi sits up from bed.
Under the cold air of a moonless night, without her guide and comfort, the dream does not bode will for Usagi.
It can't be true, it was said to be was lost! Usagi thought in confusion and fear.
As much as she tried to deny it, she knew it was true.
The door to her room burst open, and in her state of mind, Usagi shrank back in fear. A lithe figure ran up to her bed.
"Mama?"
Hotaru was scared, she had rushed to her mother's room, the force of fear and pain Usagi radiated was too strong to ignore and sent chills down her heart.
What happened?
Reaching blindly, Usagi grabbed Hotaru and pulled her into a reassuring hug, rocking back and forth, more for herself than Hotaru.
If her premonition was true, she had to go back.
The one had been found, and its master sought for it.
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Usagi was tired; she had not have much rest that night. The premonition frightened her. Walking to the conference room, she yawned; a meeting had been called today.
One that she had issued.
Entering the room she was immediately greeted with, "there you are Odango Atama! You called this meeting but here you are late!
Usagi rolled her eyes at the fiery maiden, err, I mean queen, "Sheesh! I'm only what," she glances at her wristwatch, "two minutes late."
Indeed she was, she had called for a meeting at eleven, but everyone, minus Usagi, arrived at least twenty minutes before.
Before she had entered, Usagi mused; they must have been quiet. Looking at everyone present she saw that the two cats were looking across the room warily, right were the Outer Senshi, Haruka, Michiru, and Hotaru were.
It seems Setsuna could not 9come, it didn't matter; she'd see her later anyway.
She watches, as Makoto and Minako were unusually silent, usually if there were an Inner meeting they'd be talking up a storm about guys till it started. Ami seemed to be immersed in her "Advanced Studies of Races in the Universe" book but every now and then, she'd glance around the room. Usagi guessed Rei must have been inwardly fuming for the unwanted tension that was in the room. Mamoru just stared at the Outers with Chibi-Usa, who had fallen asleep, on his lap.
After all the decades working together, the Inners and Outers never did get closer, they still were the same since the day they met. After the beginning of the Crystal Reign, the Outers went back to their posts on the outer rims of the Sol System and tried to establish their planets back into prosperous environments again. It went well, all Planets were underway and the people of the now crowded Earth were spilling forth in them. At the height of this, the Outer Senshi took care of most enemies and prevented outside interference. Arrogant in that respect as always.
Although it turned out the Outers weren't Elves, they still held the customary manner an Elf would act towards a human or any other creature. They acted cordially, most of the time, yet would not waste their time with people they deemed not worthy. Usagi never understood, but she always felt an underlying animosity between the groups.
She sat down in the middle of the room, the cats across from her, the Inners to her left, and the Outers to her right.
"Minna," she began, Usagi didn't know how to start, what she would say.
Just as she starts to begin, she notices Haruka and Michiru glance at each other worriedly and then at her, did they know?
Usagi then looked at the child between the two, Hotaru, was looking at her with the most saddened expression. Her mother was acting differently and feared what she would say.
"I..."
"No Sere, you can't!" Michiru spoke up. Using the old nickname of long before.
The Inners looked at the Senshi of Neptune in surprise. Michiru was always calm, gentle, and very elegant looking. Her outburst was the exact opposite of her character, brash, worried, and forceful: the desperate kind.
Haruka gazed at her lover sadly, she put a hand to Michiru's arm, and they looked at each other, speaking with their eyes. Michiru nods, then the two turned to look back at their princess, not saying anything, they wait for her to continue.
Hotaru seeing the interaction, huddled closer to the two, she needed the comfort as she felt the fear continue to grip her heart. She wasn't sure whether she could handle the news she knew would happen long ago yet wished not to happen.
The Inners, by now, were scared. Something was going to happen, and it involved Usagi. They had never been as close with the Outers as Usagi had, but they knew that the Outers were just as protective as them, probably more so. The actions the four witnessed was startling, an ominous warning of apprehension to come.
Usagi closed her eyes, not able to continue with her sentence while looking at them, she took a deep breath and opened her eyes, first looking to the Outers, then the Inners.
"I have something to tell you guys," she says.
The room seemed to tense, and close in. "I'm not who you think I am," Usagi continued.
Everyone's, minus the Outers, brows scrunched in confusion.
"Wha.."
"I was born in another dimension, another earth," she broke in, interrupting Luna's sentence.
"How can that be?"
Usagi looked to Rei. "By mistake."
Everyone was confused now, even the Outers, this they did not know. They just assumed that it was meant to happen.
"Destiny accidentally born me in Middle Earth, the dimension in which I come from. It is not part of this era but if it were it would be three thousand years back, two thousand years before the Silver Millennium. I could not be removed until I came to power, when I was fourteen."
The inners were hurt, she kept her identity from them, for so long. As if reading their emotions Usagi told the inners, "I could not tell you, for it was not allowed to happen: it would disrupt the timeline if knowledge of my whereabouts were known to people who were not meant to know.
"I am Princess Seren of Gondor, the kingdom of the human race, descendant of Isildur, and sister to Isildur's heir, of the realm of Middle Earth."
The inners were shocked; she was a princess there too? How could destiny screw things up like that?
"I arrived at your world, what I acknowledge as Modern Earth, when I was fourteen, when I was truly given my moon powers. I was to act clumsy, ditzy, dumb, all because I did not know about your world and so the enemy would not suspect of me. While I went to school, I would secretly learn all about your world, its history, its humans, and its future.
"My mentors there were Haruka and Michiru," she looked to the Outers, her eyes softening a little, "they trained me in my ways and helped me grow up."
The Inners looked to the Outers with a new light, they respected and were a bit jealous of them, they took care of their princess and made sure she was safe.
"The time from days of fighting has past, I feel I am able to tell you the truth, and this was it," finished Usagi, withholding the fact that she would return to Middle Earth soon.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. The Inners, after getting over the shock, felt it wasn't so bad, their princess was still their friend. Haruka and Michiru, in the beginning, feared she would leave them, thinking now, she won't.
Hotaru, on the other hand, frowned, something wasn't right. She looked at her mother, she knew Usagi kept something from them, her premonition and fear was coming true, and there was nothing she could do about it.
Usagi watched everyone relax, her eyes started to water, but with a blink, the wetness disappeared. She would not let them know of her plan, as much as she knew it would hurt them, she cannot let them know. Not let them stop her.
Usagi looked down as she felt a warm body hug her, it was Hotaru.
Her eyes were shut tightly and she was squeezing her like she never wanted let go.
Usagi frowned, did Hotaru know?
She gazes at her sadly, the Outers would take care of her, they've always cherished the little firefly like she did. I can't bring her with me, it's not safe, she thought. She hugged back, missing her child already.
Only the Outers noticed this strange scene. The two bowed their heads; their princess was leaving, if she didn't want them to know, they won't mention it.
Everyone, after all questioning and answers was done, soon started to talk of other things. The Inners and Outers even spoke to each other and it seemed friendly enough for it not to be forced.
Usagi watched them; knowing it might be her last time they'd be together like this. The darkness in Middle Earth was growing stronger and she might not make it out alive.
She smiled seeing the silliness of her best friend and her fiery temper, her other best friend who played with her goddaughter, her study buddy with her books, her partner in crime and look alike twin, and her tomboy chef with the 'I'm in love' looks. (She's talking about the inners)
She looked to the two cats, her, at one time, advisor and friends. They watched the Senshi with approval and pride, their little daughter playing with Chibi-Usa.
She gazed at her other friends and, in some ways, family, the overprotective wind that took care of her, the graceful sea and her maternal ways, and the dark's light that brightened her day.
Usagi thought of her plans for the rest of the day, if all went well, she wouldn't get caught.
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"Puu!!"
The voice echoed throughout the mist of the Time Gates.
"Puu! Where are you? I know you're here!" Usagi thought of where the Time Guardian could be, she had to find her, she had to go back.
"You called Princess?"
"Aah!!!" Usagi jumped around, her hand grasped her chest in fright. Right behind her was the time guardian looking on rather amused.
"Don't do that!!" Usagi exclaimed annoyed.
"Do what," questioned Pluto 'innocently'
Usagi growled. "You know what I mean."
Setsuna chuckled, in truth, she didn't, but she could guess: was it the scaring part or the princess calling? She didn't ask.
"Did you want something?" This she did know, she knew her princess was, after all this time, still connected to Middle Earth and knew what it was currently going through.
"I have to go back Sets-chan," it was said so desperately, Setsuna had to wonder what she knew.
"I'm sorry princess, it is your destiny to stay here," Setsuna finished regretfully.
"Please Setsuna, I have to go! Something is wrong, and I have to help them all I can. I want to go home!" Usagi eyes were becoming so heartbroken that Setsuna's choice wavered, 'No, she cannot go.'
Usagi fell to the icy floor. 'No! No! I have to go back!' Tears were starting to form in her eyes. Usagi wanted to go back, needed to go back, she couldn't let the darkness take over her home, not if she knew she could have helped but didn't. She was scared, Middle Earth was trembling and she couldn't do anything about it. She had to go back, she had to help! 'They need help, I have to go!'
"I'm sorry princess." Setsuna goes to her princess, embracing her in a motherly hug. She didn't want this to happen more than anything else.
Why was it that she was always the one to hurt her princess's heart? Why could she never give what Usagi desired? Oh yes, now she remember, it's forbidden, Setsuna thought bitterly.
Usagi continued to sob into Setsuna's hug, it hurt too much, the pain wouldn't reside and she could do nothing to help! She needed to go back, and yet the Time Guardian would not permit her to do so.
Her hope was diminishing. Then, finally, knowing it would hurt Setsuna, and it being the only way, she said, "As Princess Serenity of the moon, I command you to allow me entry to Middle Earth's dimension."
Never in her life had she commanded her Senshi of anything, but this was the exception, no one was going to stop her from going home.
Setsuna's face startled, it hurt for her princess to command her, it was like betrayal. But in this case, she felt she had betrayed her soul for hurting her princess. Never the less, she knew it would happen, as her protector she was to take care of her princess's need, it still stung.
"Yes your highness," Setsuna stood up and left to open the gate, but not before a tear dropped down, 'I'm sorry.'
Usagi followed her to the gate, she watches as the doors open, "Tell Minna I'm sorry Setsuna."
Setsuna only nodded.
Usagi gave a quick hug to Setsuna, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. You mean more than a servant to me, your family, always know that. And please, take care of Ru for me, tell her I love her," she whispered in her ear.
Then letting go, Usagi gave one last glance to her best friend and in some ways mother, and entered the gate and walk through the treacherous Cherry Hill.
Tears stung her eyes as the lonely time guardian watched her princess leave, 'good luck.' Scared and worried thinking whether or not she had done the right thing. Middle Earth would be in war soon, and Usagi, no Seren, would land right in the middle of it.
A hand fell to her shoulder, "You did the right thing," said the solemn Fate. She had planned this as one of Seren's choices to take and she chose it.
She was the one who made sure that Hotaru didn't come back the day the Senshi's starseed were returned. Fate needed a way for Seren to stay in Modern Earth. So she made it so she would be pregnant, with a senshi at that. Fate wanted her to be safe. The effort had come up short and was too little to detain Usagi; the pull of Middle Earth called to her and the princess could not ignore it. She wasn't like that.
All they could do now was wait, and see if their princess could make a difference in a world that would lose its hope.
Hopefully light would rise, for the hope of the world was returning.
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A Sailor Moon/Lord of the Rings fic
Author: Celestial DreamBlaze
A long time past
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Sorry I took so long^^ I know I said it would be about a week more, and I'm sorry, family problems at home. It's not so much as bad, its just plain weird and screwed up. ^^..
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The Real Ending, or should I say continuation, for all you optimistic readers^^
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It had been months since Ren's disappearance.
Mother is deteriorating and even I cannot help her, she had already lost two of the most important people of her life and it is too much.
She managed when father died, because we were both here, but with Ren gone, the loneliness is too much to bear, even I know that.
I cannot help but wonder also; my mother was known for her ability to foresee things that would soon come. Did she sense Ren's impending disappearance? If so, I am a terrible son for me not to notice a thing like that.
I stay by my mother's side, knowing she will die, but not willing to let her live the end of her days alone.
I can see her sometimes, looking at me the way she used to, but it is too little to make a difference.
Gondor is managing, the nobles are handling things while mother is still in mourning, but things are not looking up. It seems that the kingdom is losing its grandeur, all because their princess is missing.
If I didn't know any better, it seemed Middle Earth, too, mourned, but I know it is just my saddened mind, that makes the world look bleak.
Little did he know, Aragorn was wrong, the earth was hurting for the missing child of light, and in this vulnerability, the darkness attacks, silently.
The Prince of Gondor, he thought bitterly. People were now looking to him, seeing that his mother was not faring better; in fact she got worse, she had passed in her sleep, half a year since his sister's leave. They took to him as their new leader.
He could not handle the weight of royalty, his mother's death, and his sister's disappearance to which he had not yet gotten over.
~~Flashback~~
"Love."
Aragorn looks up at the nickname his mother always called Seren and him.
"Yes, mother?"
Gilraen looked up at her son, he looked nothing like Isildur Elendil, their ancestor of Minas Ithil. The soon to be ruler of Gondor, she knew she was fading and had no strength to stand; yet she called to her son, wishing to say a proper goodbye.
"Love," she repeated again, her eyes starting to tear, "I'm sorry, but I'll have to leave you soon."
Aragorn merely nods, a rock suddenly stuck in his throat, not being able to speak.
Her eyes look at her son, she was so proud of him.
"Know that I, along with your father, and your sister, wherever she is," the last words she faltered at, the pain of her leaving still strong, "will always love you and be in your heart and soul."
Aragorn looked at his mother, he would be selfish to ask her to live, for him, so he wouldn't be alone. But he couldn't, not with his mother suffering so greatly, not when her strength to live had gone, and not because it was on a selfish whim such as his.
Aragorn kissed his mother's arm.
Gilraen gazed at her son with a loving look on her face, knowing she had the honor of raising him and loving him.
Giving him the look of a proud mother, she closed her eyes and drew her last breath.
A last thought came to her mind.
'You will be a great king one day.'
That she knew of.
Aragorn closed his eyes, tenderness and sorrow ached in his heart, a tear fell, 'sleep well mother.'
~~End Flashback~~
Aragorn became a lost soul, not knowing his identity, now that all he loved dear was gone from his grasp.
After much stress and grief, the prince ran away and slipped into the dark night out of the borders of Gondor.
Though he was hesitant, he rode through the night, remembering the scroll that burned like a flame on his side; it would be breaking his code. He was to help and not let people suffer, but remembering the demands Gondor gave him and the pressure that amounted him, he continued on.
'I'm sorry Ren.'
Over the years, he became wise and knew of many things any lesser men would not or never know. He traveled to the secret corners of the west and travels over to the dark mountains of the north.
Aragorn rode, crossing countries, kingdoms, villages, woodlands, towns, outskirts of old civilizations, barren wasteland, almost all areas of Middle Earth. Never stopping, never finishing the unnamed quest. Seeking answers to life and knowledge to the future.
Wishing to keep his heritage a secret, he called himself Strider, a ranger from the fading north.
Chief of the Dunedain in this north, man of the West.
His expeditions and deeds earned him more names.
Along his journey, he learned of things important and old.
He met people of different stature, making friends with a few.
As time passed his heart hardened, only able to see through and know the real him if one worked through the walls that guarded the vessel of his soul.
He rode on, searching for salvation and freedom, he stumbled upon the beautiful ancient Elven-community that is Rivendell.
Not many knew of its whereabouts and used to think of it as Olden-lore for its mysterious location.
He goes in, welcomed for his stature, and met Elrond, Elven-lord of Imladris, otherwise known as Rivendell.
The highly revered elf that fought in the dark battles all those years ago, and the father of the sons who fought with his father before his demise.
Aragorn, who had been in the presence of the elves of Rivendell for many decades, and often resided in the house of Elrond, used to be wary of Elves; the betrayal of Setsuna still scarred him to this day. Even if it was just she, it was still hard to trust the Elves of Rivendell; they had many secrets and could keep them easily.
Aragorn gazed at the tranquil beauty of Rivendell's mystic rivers. It gave him a sense of peace and calm whenever trouble and sorrow entered his mind.
He briefly wonders about Haruka and Michiru, they stayed with him all through his life in Gondor but he knew they had known about Seren's disappearance. Their eyes gave it away; they always held saddened looks whenever they would be reminded of Seren's absence. The two would give each other secretive glances of worry and longing along with the knowledge of why she disappeared, he could tell. They never spoke of it or even gave clue that they knew what happened.
They helped him rule in his short period of reigning before he ran away.
He supposed they left, now that nothing held them back at Gondor. Now, more than ever, he knew that the three elves had come to Gondor because of his sister.
Such is the way of Rivendell, that soon he loosens up and began to trust the Elves of Imladris. His heart lightened towards the creatures that dwelt there, the elves were caring and courteous beings and did not question or meddle with the pain Aragorn felt.
Only a few have, but one affected him more than any could. Lady Arwen Undomiel, daughter of Elrond.
He met Arwen on one of his better days; the day he was told that he'd age slower than most men.
It gave him hope in finding himself.
Singing the song of Lay of Luthien, he was at the verse where Luthien and Beren met. Right before his eyes laid Luthien, and if it were not the legendary Elven-maiden, she was such a likeness to her that she came close.
That day he found where her origins lay, and how astonished he was on how Elrond, her father, and brothers could hide such a treasure as she.
Arwen resided in the land of her mother's kin, in far Lothlorien; she would occasionally visit her father and had been many a years since she last came.
The Elven-maiden struck a light in his soul and helped to complete his heart, but there was still that gaping hole left.
He knew he loved her, but feared for his heart.
It was already shattered, and he, the hardened Strider, was scared to put it in the hands of an elf. Fearing his heart would be taken and hurt, like how Seren was taken away by an elf and the effect it gave him.
Arwen did none of that, but pledged her love to him, he silently agreed with her, and Arwen never questioned his silent vows.
She waited for the day he'd say them aloud.
Arwen watched Aragorn stare at the water; he was in one of his depressions again. A subject she has never found out or was told of.
Like all Elves, Arwen possessed the gift of wisdom and knowledge. She was not negligent to know that his pain hurt him greatly and would harm him more if spoken.
She remembers seeing him that first day: tired and weary the ranger looked in awe of the beauty of Rivendell. The elves knew he was the heir to Gondor, yet they did not speak of why he was not ruling his kingdom. By the command of Elrond, none had spoken of his heritage outside the walls of Imladris.
The next day she met him, this time cheery and with a twinkle in his eyes that, until now, believed only elves could possess.
She wished she could heal his heart, his soul in much torment, she wished she could help bear the pain.
It was funny, to love a human, when much elves disliked humans for their destructive ways. The elves also felt that they were superior to men, their ancient race prosperous while the race of men seemed full of greed and evil.
Aragorn and Arwen both held a love for riding, there were many times they'd race throughout the woods and clearings nearby Rivendell. Many in which she won all competition. The wind on your face was like a caress of freedom, no restraints to hold you back and do nothing but ride.
Despite their differences, she fell in love with his soul. It was passionate, caring, and righteous. He was always doing good and never harmed an innocent soul to any creature.
It helped that he was the most handsome creature she had ever seen: Dark brown hair, expressive brown eyes: that although held pain, looked like a beautiful well that deepened to the depths of his soul, a lean, going towards muscular, tanned body. He was like a knight in the days of old; noble, always learning, moving, and doing good.
There were many times she'd wonder what had happened to hurt his soul, yet she never pried, not wishing to push him away and cause more pain of buried memories.
In the mean time, Aragorn learned much of the elves, things he had not learned from his previous instructors. He marveled at their healing magic and their connection with Earth.
But today, today was a day of mourning. The month his life had seemed to die.
Arwen sat at his side, "Are you all right," speaking in her elvish tongue Aragorn replied in the same way, "fine, just thinking of memories."
"Will you ever speak of it," she questioned softly, not pushing but wishing to know.
Pain struck his eyes as he thinks, "I don't know, it hurts to even think it much less voice it out loud."
Arwen believed him; looking straight into each other's eyes, they feel the emotions reflecting through them. Arwen would hold sadness and sorrow for the pain she wished to take away, and Aragorn held misery and despair along with gratitude for her love.
She embraced him as one would to keep someone warm and safe. Aragorn cherished the embrace, the only feeling that reassured his heart of the loneliness that encompassed his soul.
When Aragorn, or Estel, as Elrond had named him, left his depression, other more pressing matters came to mind.
He had just gotten back from an expedition in the east, tracking a creature by the name of Gollum. Finding his friend, Gandalf the grey, he tells him of the matters.
The news had been grave; the things Gollum had said did not bode well with the free folk of Modern Earth. It explained why many were fleeing to the west, off of Middle Earth.
Thinking of the people of Rivendell, Aragorn thought of Elrond.
The Elf-lord was like a father to him. He took him in when he was lost and taught him the ways of Old, learning of his ancestors and the kings before him.
Elrond respected him like one would an equal. He would not look down on Aragorn for his human stature.
Along with Elrond, his two sons, Elladan and Elrohir, treated him like a brother. The way he felt for them too. He'd often go out with them and roam Middle Earth, looking around, searching for darkness, in hopes to demolish it before it got out of hand. The two did not hesitate to allow Aragorn to follow, it would be like journeying with Arathorn, Aragorn's father, but this time, they would not allow him to die.
Aragorn sought Elrond's, his foster father, council; he wished to know what was the right thing to do and how to go about it.
The future did not look bright. The One had risen again and its master wanted to get it back.
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Four and Seventy years
She had been gone for seventy-four years. Were she a normal human, she would have been at the ripe old wrinkly skin age of eighty-eight, but she being a senshi, aged slower than that of mere mortals and looked only to be twenty-one.
Usagi sighed, she had longed to go home, but as always, it seemed, destiny (the person destiny or having to do them destiny? I dunno) had always screwed it up for her.
She was a princess of this human-infected planet. A princess of the moon who died a thousand years ago, who was supposedly meant to be reborn in the future only to be reborn way past the past (did ya get it?). Was she always going to be a form of royalty?
The differences to her so-called destiny, Usagi reflected, as she looked at her complexion, was that she was not the Neo-Queen of Crystal Tokyo. For a while, she had been serving the throne alone, but then she had given the title up to the true royal of Earth and his wife. Neo King Endymion, Mamoru, rose to the throne graciously with his fiery wife Rei. They ruled as Usagi had ruled. Justly.
Her two best friends were, Mamoru, their daughter, and her goddaughter, who they named after her, was Chibi-Usa. The little spore that messed up Usagi's head by thinking it was hers and Mamoru's child. She was grateful, she never loved Mamoru, only as a best friend, he even came close to a brother, but then again no one could replace Aragorn.
Instead of being Neo-Queen, she became peace advisor between races. As it turned out, she had a knack to calm people down and see the good. Usually, she, or her possessions, were the reason there were wars in the first place.
Sitting on the fountains of the royal gardens, Usagi looked up from the water to gaze at her goddaughter, Chibi-Usa, playing along with her daughter, yes, her daughter, Hotaru.
After the last battle with Chaos, Hotaru did not appear again as the other senshi had done. This had greatly saddened the Outer Senshi and her, for they, after getting over wanting to kill her, grew fond of the firefly. Then, just as she prepared to go home, she became 'miraculously' pregnant. To their great surprise, and even Pluto's, Hotaru was born. Realizing she couldn't leave now, Usagi stayed, for Hotaru.
Hotaru gazed at her mother, the two were nothing alike, people would never have guessed they were related unless told otherwise. Hotaru had ebony night hair that glinted purple, where as Usagi had the same sun blonde hair with silver streaks of moon silver. Hotaru's eyes were a deep mysterious violet color that changed to black or lavender while Usagi's deep navy colored eyes with flecks of silver and sapphire. Their complexions were polar opposites, pale and tan, skinny and toned. Dark and light.
The two had similarities forged through blood, like Usa's middle-earthen mother, Gilraen, they had the ability to foresee of things yet to come, both had healing abilities, with Hotaru's being more natural with the powers of Saturn connected to her, they also had an understanding of things around them, knowing right and wrong, good and evil. Both pure hearted beings.
Hotaru's brow creased; lately she had been given feelings of something to come, something terrible, something to do with her mother.
Something that did not include her.
She had always had the feeling that there was a secret to Usagi. She remembered all of her past lives to her current one, and never had she felt that Usagi, her mother, belonged to this place.
She always fantasized, even before she was her mother, that her mother belonged to a fairy-tale of magic and good, a place so unreal, so unlike the lives they lived, but then that was a dream, it couldn't be true.
But why did she feel her dream said otherwise?
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Dark. It was black everywhere. The flames of evil burned and scorched her. Running across the halls of open fire, Usagi sought freedom for light. She ran through the halls, as an unseeing foe chased her, the black flames licked like ice and scorched her like flames. The blackness was closing in, at one desperate attempt she enters a room that exuded evil, engulfed by a raging inferno. There, in the center of the room, held by a great dais, is a golden ring.
A ring of fire and power.
She walked up to it, transfixed at its beauty in such a sinister place. Unharmed, the untarnished ring gleamed with a unique smoothness that called out to her. She touched the ring, forgetting the evil that surrounded her. She screamed, images of pain, death, famine, darkness, fear, invades her thoughts that of a hundred times stronger than the room.
A dark creature, taller than she, encompassed her vision; he stretches its bloodied and charred hands toward her and grabs the ring. As he does so, the pain intensifies as the dark figures power swell to newer and evil heights. Just as it was getting unbearable, Usagi woke up.
Gasping, beads of sweat drip down her face, as Usagi sits up from bed.
Under the cold air of a moonless night, without her guide and comfort, the dream does not bode will for Usagi.
It can't be true, it was said to be was lost! Usagi thought in confusion and fear.
As much as she tried to deny it, she knew it was true.
The door to her room burst open, and in her state of mind, Usagi shrank back in fear. A lithe figure ran up to her bed.
"Mama?"
Hotaru was scared, she had rushed to her mother's room, the force of fear and pain Usagi radiated was too strong to ignore and sent chills down her heart.
What happened?
Reaching blindly, Usagi grabbed Hotaru and pulled her into a reassuring hug, rocking back and forth, more for herself than Hotaru.
If her premonition was true, she had to go back.
The one had been found, and its master sought for it.
~~
Usagi was tired; she had not have much rest that night. The premonition frightened her. Walking to the conference room, she yawned; a meeting had been called today.
One that she had issued.
Entering the room she was immediately greeted with, "there you are Odango Atama! You called this meeting but here you are late!
Usagi rolled her eyes at the fiery maiden, err, I mean queen, "Sheesh! I'm only what," she glances at her wristwatch, "two minutes late."
Indeed she was, she had called for a meeting at eleven, but everyone, minus Usagi, arrived at least twenty minutes before.
Before she had entered, Usagi mused; they must have been quiet. Looking at everyone present she saw that the two cats were looking across the room warily, right were the Outer Senshi, Haruka, Michiru, and Hotaru were.
It seems Setsuna could not 9come, it didn't matter; she'd see her later anyway.
She watches, as Makoto and Minako were unusually silent, usually if there were an Inner meeting they'd be talking up a storm about guys till it started. Ami seemed to be immersed in her "Advanced Studies of Races in the Universe" book but every now and then, she'd glance around the room. Usagi guessed Rei must have been inwardly fuming for the unwanted tension that was in the room. Mamoru just stared at the Outers with Chibi-Usa, who had fallen asleep, on his lap.
After all the decades working together, the Inners and Outers never did get closer, they still were the same since the day they met. After the beginning of the Crystal Reign, the Outers went back to their posts on the outer rims of the Sol System and tried to establish their planets back into prosperous environments again. It went well, all Planets were underway and the people of the now crowded Earth were spilling forth in them. At the height of this, the Outer Senshi took care of most enemies and prevented outside interference. Arrogant in that respect as always.
Although it turned out the Outers weren't Elves, they still held the customary manner an Elf would act towards a human or any other creature. They acted cordially, most of the time, yet would not waste their time with people they deemed not worthy. Usagi never understood, but she always felt an underlying animosity between the groups.
She sat down in the middle of the room, the cats across from her, the Inners to her left, and the Outers to her right.
"Minna," she began, Usagi didn't know how to start, what she would say.
Just as she starts to begin, she notices Haruka and Michiru glance at each other worriedly and then at her, did they know?
Usagi then looked at the child between the two, Hotaru, was looking at her with the most saddened expression. Her mother was acting differently and feared what she would say.
"I..."
"No Sere, you can't!" Michiru spoke up. Using the old nickname of long before.
The Inners looked at the Senshi of Neptune in surprise. Michiru was always calm, gentle, and very elegant looking. Her outburst was the exact opposite of her character, brash, worried, and forceful: the desperate kind.
Haruka gazed at her lover sadly, she put a hand to Michiru's arm, and they looked at each other, speaking with their eyes. Michiru nods, then the two turned to look back at their princess, not saying anything, they wait for her to continue.
Hotaru seeing the interaction, huddled closer to the two, she needed the comfort as she felt the fear continue to grip her heart. She wasn't sure whether she could handle the news she knew would happen long ago yet wished not to happen.
The Inners, by now, were scared. Something was going to happen, and it involved Usagi. They had never been as close with the Outers as Usagi had, but they knew that the Outers were just as protective as them, probably more so. The actions the four witnessed was startling, an ominous warning of apprehension to come.
Usagi closed her eyes, not able to continue with her sentence while looking at them, she took a deep breath and opened her eyes, first looking to the Outers, then the Inners.
"I have something to tell you guys," she says.
The room seemed to tense, and close in. "I'm not who you think I am," Usagi continued.
Everyone's, minus the Outers, brows scrunched in confusion.
"Wha.."
"I was born in another dimension, another earth," she broke in, interrupting Luna's sentence.
"How can that be?"
Usagi looked to Rei. "By mistake."
Everyone was confused now, even the Outers, this they did not know. They just assumed that it was meant to happen.
"Destiny accidentally born me in Middle Earth, the dimension in which I come from. It is not part of this era but if it were it would be three thousand years back, two thousand years before the Silver Millennium. I could not be removed until I came to power, when I was fourteen."
The inners were hurt, she kept her identity from them, for so long. As if reading their emotions Usagi told the inners, "I could not tell you, for it was not allowed to happen: it would disrupt the timeline if knowledge of my whereabouts were known to people who were not meant to know.
"I am Princess Seren of Gondor, the kingdom of the human race, descendant of Isildur, and sister to Isildur's heir, of the realm of Middle Earth."
The inners were shocked; she was a princess there too? How could destiny screw things up like that?
"I arrived at your world, what I acknowledge as Modern Earth, when I was fourteen, when I was truly given my moon powers. I was to act clumsy, ditzy, dumb, all because I did not know about your world and so the enemy would not suspect of me. While I went to school, I would secretly learn all about your world, its history, its humans, and its future.
"My mentors there were Haruka and Michiru," she looked to the Outers, her eyes softening a little, "they trained me in my ways and helped me grow up."
The Inners looked to the Outers with a new light, they respected and were a bit jealous of them, they took care of their princess and made sure she was safe.
"The time from days of fighting has past, I feel I am able to tell you the truth, and this was it," finished Usagi, withholding the fact that she would return to Middle Earth soon.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. The Inners, after getting over the shock, felt it wasn't so bad, their princess was still their friend. Haruka and Michiru, in the beginning, feared she would leave them, thinking now, she won't.
Hotaru, on the other hand, frowned, something wasn't right. She looked at her mother, she knew Usagi kept something from them, her premonition and fear was coming true, and there was nothing she could do about it.
Usagi watched everyone relax, her eyes started to water, but with a blink, the wetness disappeared. She would not let them know of her plan, as much as she knew it would hurt them, she cannot let them know. Not let them stop her.
Usagi looked down as she felt a warm body hug her, it was Hotaru.
Her eyes were shut tightly and she was squeezing her like she never wanted let go.
Usagi frowned, did Hotaru know?
She gazes at her sadly, the Outers would take care of her, they've always cherished the little firefly like she did. I can't bring her with me, it's not safe, she thought. She hugged back, missing her child already.
Only the Outers noticed this strange scene. The two bowed their heads; their princess was leaving, if she didn't want them to know, they won't mention it.
Everyone, after all questioning and answers was done, soon started to talk of other things. The Inners and Outers even spoke to each other and it seemed friendly enough for it not to be forced.
Usagi watched them; knowing it might be her last time they'd be together like this. The darkness in Middle Earth was growing stronger and she might not make it out alive.
She smiled seeing the silliness of her best friend and her fiery temper, her other best friend who played with her goddaughter, her study buddy with her books, her partner in crime and look alike twin, and her tomboy chef with the 'I'm in love' looks. (She's talking about the inners)
She looked to the two cats, her, at one time, advisor and friends. They watched the Senshi with approval and pride, their little daughter playing with Chibi-Usa.
She gazed at her other friends and, in some ways, family, the overprotective wind that took care of her, the graceful sea and her maternal ways, and the dark's light that brightened her day.
Usagi thought of her plans for the rest of the day, if all went well, she wouldn't get caught.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~Time Gates~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Puu!!"
The voice echoed throughout the mist of the Time Gates.
"Puu! Where are you? I know you're here!" Usagi thought of where the Time Guardian could be, she had to find her, she had to go back.
"You called Princess?"
"Aah!!!" Usagi jumped around, her hand grasped her chest in fright. Right behind her was the time guardian looking on rather amused.
"Don't do that!!" Usagi exclaimed annoyed.
"Do what," questioned Pluto 'innocently'
Usagi growled. "You know what I mean."
Setsuna chuckled, in truth, she didn't, but she could guess: was it the scaring part or the princess calling? She didn't ask.
"Did you want something?" This she did know, she knew her princess was, after all this time, still connected to Middle Earth and knew what it was currently going through.
"I have to go back Sets-chan," it was said so desperately, Setsuna had to wonder what she knew.
"I'm sorry princess, it is your destiny to stay here," Setsuna finished regretfully.
"Please Setsuna, I have to go! Something is wrong, and I have to help them all I can. I want to go home!" Usagi eyes were becoming so heartbroken that Setsuna's choice wavered, 'No, she cannot go.'
Usagi fell to the icy floor. 'No! No! I have to go back!' Tears were starting to form in her eyes. Usagi wanted to go back, needed to go back, she couldn't let the darkness take over her home, not if she knew she could have helped but didn't. She was scared, Middle Earth was trembling and she couldn't do anything about it. She had to go back, she had to help! 'They need help, I have to go!'
"I'm sorry princess." Setsuna goes to her princess, embracing her in a motherly hug. She didn't want this to happen more than anything else.
Why was it that she was always the one to hurt her princess's heart? Why could she never give what Usagi desired? Oh yes, now she remember, it's forbidden, Setsuna thought bitterly.
Usagi continued to sob into Setsuna's hug, it hurt too much, the pain wouldn't reside and she could do nothing to help! She needed to go back, and yet the Time Guardian would not permit her to do so.
Her hope was diminishing. Then, finally, knowing it would hurt Setsuna, and it being the only way, she said, "As Princess Serenity of the moon, I command you to allow me entry to Middle Earth's dimension."
Never in her life had she commanded her Senshi of anything, but this was the exception, no one was going to stop her from going home.
Setsuna's face startled, it hurt for her princess to command her, it was like betrayal. But in this case, she felt she had betrayed her soul for hurting her princess. Never the less, she knew it would happen, as her protector she was to take care of her princess's need, it still stung.
"Yes your highness," Setsuna stood up and left to open the gate, but not before a tear dropped down, 'I'm sorry.'
Usagi followed her to the gate, she watches as the doors open, "Tell Minna I'm sorry Setsuna."
Setsuna only nodded.
Usagi gave a quick hug to Setsuna, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. You mean more than a servant to me, your family, always know that. And please, take care of Ru for me, tell her I love her," she whispered in her ear.
Then letting go, Usagi gave one last glance to her best friend and in some ways mother, and entered the gate and walk through the treacherous Cherry Hill.
Tears stung her eyes as the lonely time guardian watched her princess leave, 'good luck.' Scared and worried thinking whether or not she had done the right thing. Middle Earth would be in war soon, and Usagi, no Seren, would land right in the middle of it.
A hand fell to her shoulder, "You did the right thing," said the solemn Fate. She had planned this as one of Seren's choices to take and she chose it.
She was the one who made sure that Hotaru didn't come back the day the Senshi's starseed were returned. Fate needed a way for Seren to stay in Modern Earth. So she made it so she would be pregnant, with a senshi at that. Fate wanted her to be safe. The effort had come up short and was too little to detain Usagi; the pull of Middle Earth called to her and the princess could not ignore it. She wasn't like that.
All they could do now was wait, and see if their princess could make a difference in a world that would lose its hope.
Hopefully light would rise, for the hope of the world was returning.
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